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I just saw another man masturbating.

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Soul4ger

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Short story long, I told my girlfriend I would take something over to her apartment tonight. I got there, and her cellphone was off. I wandered around her building, trying to bust my way into one of the locked entries to get up to her place, knock on the door, and deliver the goods. As I came around the back, I happened to glance into the window of one of the apartments on the bottom floor. It's totally on ground level, and I wasn't snooping. It was pitch black outside, and the person had their television on. Except it wasn't their television, it was a computer monitor. I did a double-take when I noticed what looked to be the heaving torso of a woman with VERY nice, perky breasts. It was a complete reflex reaction. I repeat, I was not trying to spy on anyone! I chuckled to myself - "Is this person really watching porn with the blinds open?" I did a quick scan of the place, only to see that the guy was sitting right in front of the monitor, with his back to me, at a 90 degree angle to the monitor, furiously beating his meat. The motion was unmistakable. Part of me was fascinated in a horrified sort of way, and I wanted to stand there, watch, and confirm that I actually WAS seeing what I was seeing. But then I realized, "Jesus Christ, what if he turns around and sees ME standing here, watching him rub his dong? I don't want to be the guy that watches other guys masturbate!" I quickly made my way toward the parking lot, but after I got like five or 10 steps past the window, the full reality of the situation just hit me: I SAW A GUY RUBBING HIS PENIS, FRENETICALLY, TO PORNOGRAPHY. I feel like part of my childhood has been torn away. I fear my own wiener will never work again. Has anyone else ever gone through a situation like this? And if so, can I ever hope to erase the memory of it from my brain? And what sort of a person, on the bottom floor of a massive apartment building along a busy street, just rubs one out in plain view, without at least lowering the shades?
 
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I wandered around her building, trying to bust my way into one of the locked entries to get up to her place, knock on the door, and deliver the goods. As I came around the back, I happened to glance into the window of one of the apartments on the bottom floor.

That doesn't sound like "the street" to me. It sounds like an alley. Am I missing something?
 
Soul4ger said:
I don't want to be the guy that watches other guys masturbate!
But you are that guy

I feel like part of my childhood has been torn away.
What does that even mean?
 
OuterWorldVoice said:
That doesn't sound like "the street" to me. It sounds like an alley. Am I missing something?

His apartment was in the back of the building, so, admittedly, it isn't along the busy street. But there are no alleys. His place was viewable from the two not-quite-as-busy-but-still-steady side streets, plus the back of the building opens onto a large parking lot. Like I said, it's a fairly big apartment building.
 
What's the big deal here ? you saw anther dude masturbating, it's hardly the end of the world, we all do it.
 
Soul4ger said:
I told my girlfriend I would take something over to her apartment tonight. I got off trying to bust my way into one of the entries to get up to her place, and deliver the goods. As I came around the back, I happened to glance into the bottom floor. It's totally on ground level, and I wasn't snooping. It was pitch black. I did a double-take when I noticed what looked to be the heaving torso of a woman with VERY nice, perky breasts. It was a complete reflex reaction. I repeat, I was watching porn, only to see that the guy was sitting right in front of the monitor, with his back to me, at a 90 degree angle to the monitor, furiously beating his meat. The motion was unmistakable. Part of me was fascinated, and I wanted to stand there, watch, and confirm that I actually WAS seeing what I was seeing. But then I realized, "Jesus Christ, what if he turns around and sees ME standing here, watching him rub his dong? I want to be the guy that watches other guys masturbate!" I quickly made my way toward the parking lot, after I SAW A GUY RUBBING HIS PENIS, FRENETICALLY, TO PORNOGRAPHY. I feel my childhood wiener will never work again. Has anyone else ever gone along a busy street, and just rubbed one out in plain view?


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Soul4ger said:
Short story long, I told my girlfriend I would take something over to her apartment tonight. I got there, and her cellphone was off. I wandered around her building, trying to bust my way into one of the locked entries to get up to her place, knock on the door, and deliver the goods. As I came around the back, I happened to glance into the window of one of the apartments on the bottom floor. It's totally on ground level, and I wasn't snooping. It was pitch black outside, and the person had their television on. Except it wasn't their television, it was a computer monitor. I did a double-take when I noticed what looked to be the heaving torso of a woman with VERY nice, perky breasts. It was a complete reflex reaction. I repeat, I was not trying to spy on anyone! I chuckled to myself - "Is this person really watching porn with the blinds open?" I did a quick scan of the place, only to see that the guy was sitting right in front of the monitor, with his back to me, at a 90 degree angle to the monitor, furiously beating his meat. The motion was unmistakable. Part of me was fascinated in a horrified sort of way, and I wanted to stand there, watch, and confirm that I actually WAS seeing what I was seeing. But then I realized, "Jesus Christ, what if he turns around and sees ME standing here, watching him rub his dong? I don't want to be the guy that watches other guys masturbate!" I quickly made my way toward the parking lot, but after I got like five or 10 steps past the window, the full reality of the situation just hit me: I SAW A GUY RUBBING HIS PENIS, FRENETICALLY, TO PORNOGRAPHY. I feel like part of my childhood has been torn away. I fear my own wiener will never work again. Has anyone else ever gone through a situation like this? And if so, can I ever hope to erase the memory of it from my brain? And what sort of a person, on the bottom floor of a massive apartment building along a busy street, just rubs one out in plain view, without at least lowering the shades?

Cry me a fucking river already. I walked in on one of my best friends in HS beating his meat in his bedroom. He was angry and like "wtf are you looking at?" but didn't even stop. I shut the door and we didn't talk about it ever, but I also didn't fucking care. Everyone beats their meat, sometimes you accidentally see it. You're not seeing something you don't fucking do yourself, so who cares.
 
Soul4ger said:
... The motion was unmistakable. Part of me was fascinated in a horrified sort of way, and I wanted to stand there, watch, and confirm that I actually WAS seeing what I was seeing. ...
uhhh huh...
 
Are you honestly emotionally affected by what you saw? I hope you're joking. It seems so distinctly American for a man to be so offended by things like this.

Many of us watch porn that ends with the dude stroking off onto a girl's face. Is there really that big of a difference watching a porn and what you saw?
 
My mum kept cooler than you when she walked in on me beating my meat. Calm the fuck down.
 
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