Oh geez, this is a hard one to admit to... and I also broke the unspoken rule of never sharing your reddit username with anyone. I told my boyfriend because we were on the phone together when I was signing up and I was having trouble finding one that wasn't taken. When I finally got one I was all like "oh, yay! I got om underscore noms!" And he was just like... "uh, you weren't supposed to tell me that that." So... I hope he doesn't find this. If he does, hi Andy! I hope you'll still love me!
ANYWAY... so this happened several years back when I was still in high school. I had this phase where I was really questioning my sexuality. I had yet to find a boy at my school I liked and I had a very unsupportive "best friend" who made me feel very bad about this. I also admired Victoria's Secret models for their awesome bods and boobs and whatnot. So one night, while browsing through my mom's magazines I find a model I'm particularly attracted too. So... I take the mag to my room and start to... ahem... you know... "rub one out". Unfortunately for me, in the midst of this, my step dad decides to come upstairs and say goodnight to me. I hear him walking up the stairs but I'm wayyy to far along to stop and convince myself I'm just hearing things and hope for the best. Well, if course, things don't happen for the best. My step dad walks in, sees what I'm doing and the magazine, pauses for a second, and just walks out.
I'm mortified. I have no idea what to do. I've never been caught doing anything like this before and I was still in my Jesus-freak days and believed this was a sin.
So I walk downstairs, past my step dad without saying a word, and into the room where my mom is laying down getting ready to go to sleep. She can tell somethings wrong and asks what's up. Of course I can't tell her what really happened so I just told her I wasn't feeling well and needed some comfort.
To this day, me and my step dad have never mentioned what happened/what was witnessed and carry on as if nothing happened. But the thought still crosses my mind from time to time and I cringe. I'm sure something similar has happened to plenty of people but, dear science, I wish it didn't happen to me!