From another forum, fuck knows who the guy is:
The most embarrassing moment of my life
Well, I was sitting at my comp knocking one out over a mildly erotic picture of a celebrity who shall remain nameless, raging stonker in hand, picture on monitor. In those days my comp was at the back of my room, so that the screen was facing anyone who came in. Well, there I was, rapidly approaching the golden moment, my ears on high alert as I listened out for my ma, who was downstairs doing something or other in the kitchen. I thought all was safe and my ma was busy washing the pots or something so I let myself go past the point of no return and felt the creamy goodness rising from my love-nuggets. I’d heard the phone ring a few moments before and just as I was about to start spurting I heard some footsteps coming up the stairs. By then it was too late for my to stop the orgasm so I just had to go with it.
My room is a little box room extension and you have to walk through another room to get to mine. So, I hear the door of the next room open and the footsteps getting closer. I’m still there, cock in hand, and by then I was shooting the good stuff all over the place. Just my luck that I had to have been building up a mammoth load as well, rather than a weedy little drip or two. Everyone with a cock knows that once it starts, there’s no way you’re gonna stop it, and you’re basically paralysed until it’s over, so I could hardly do anything to hide what was happening. For some reason my priority at the time was to minimise the photo on the screen, a complete school boy error, since it gave my old man an extra couple of seconds to cover me in jism before I eventually stuffed him away. Really bad decision, but I didn’t know what the fuck to do cos I was panicking so much.
I was in a right fucking state by the time my bedroom door opened and my mum stood at the door telling me my bro wanted to speak to me on the phone, I couldn’t have made more of a mess of myself if I’d tried. My shorts and t- shirt were fucking covered in the stuff.
Anyhoo, she came and stood next to me and passed me the phone and stood there listening to the conversation. It was only when I took the phone from her that I realised I had fat, creamy strings of jizz all over my fingers and hand as well. Apparently she hadn’t noticed any of it cos she stood there for a good while longer listening to the conversation. All the time I just wanted to cry I was so mortified. Anyhoo, she eventually must have noticed the jizz all over me (I was wearing a red t shirt as well, so it stood out like a beaut), and she looked at my clothes with a disapproving, half-disgusted look on her face. Then she took the phone off me and walked out (I hope I hadn’t left any jizz on it). I think I did actually shed a few tears afterwards as well, cos I was so fucking embarrassed.
And that’s my far too long story. Thankyou please.
