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When I was 14 I was masturbating many times a day.  My parents had divorced when I was young and I had no contact with my dad.  My mom was a devout catholic and no nonsense disciplinarian.  She also made it her business to get in to mine.  She never blinked an eye at embarrassing me in front of friends, family or otherwise.  Well it was inevitable that she had the old sex talk with me.  Basically making me feel guilty for being a man and for the whole existence of the male sex.  She made it plain to me that masturbating in her house was taboo and if I was caught there would be terrible consequences.
Well you guessed it. I was caught. At first I was just paddled and embarrassed by her. She put me over her knee and paddled me bare assed and until my butt was on fire. The guys in PE even kidded me for days about my red butt. That sucked worse than the paddling in my opinion. The next time she caught me I was switched on the palms of my hands until I couldn't even hardly write or hold a fork. But that didn't stop me either. She called the parents of my friends to "ask their advice" and see how they were handling this disgusting "boy" issue. That caused some grief for my friends because their moms were not really alert to this yet. Some of them were not allowed to hang out with me anymore after that like I was some kind of crazed pervert.

Next, she talked to our priest (in front of me of course) who also tried to talk me out of this sin. She took me to our pediatrician and asked for advice. She apparently heard from someone that having me circumcised would help. I was glad to hear at that time that he thought this was a terrible idea and would not do it. She persisted though and kept asking around. Finally, she took me to a doctor in town who was a member of our parish. I didn't like him form the start. He was some kind of surgeon but I am sure that it was not his specialty. He didn't seem to mind though. In fact I think he was looking forward to it. Just the way I remember him looking at me and chatting with mom. I had to be examined right in front of mom. They discussed how much should come of. Mom flat out said it needed to be enough so I wouldn't want to play with it all the time. I was scheduled to be circumcised. It was to be done the following week on a Friday so I would not miss school. That way I had the weekend to heal and return on Monday. 


I tried everything to talk mom out of this but she would not hear of it. She also had my bedroom door removed by a neighbor friend. She even watched me while I used the bathroom and showered until the day came to be sure I did not masturbate before my circ. The only chance I had to jack off was while I was at school. My best friend at the time offered to hide me if I ran away but I knew that wouldn't last either. I was begging to resign myself to my fate. 

The day came. She picked me up from school and took me home so she could watch me shower and put on clean underwear. At the doctors office I was called in to the room and mom started to follow. I begged her to at least let me go in alone but she wouldn't hear of that either. In the room I had to strip off all the while the nurse and mom watched. Why I had to be completely naked I don't know to this day. I was placed in those stirrup things for women, another embarrassment. Another horror was the nurse informed she was going to shave the little hair I had which I was so proud of. That was done while they chatted and mom again told her why I had to have this done. The nurse encouraged her that this would help. So with in moments I was as bald as the day I was born. The doctor came in and began to prep me and drape me. All that handling had me erect again to add more humiliation to this experience. He acted like it was nothing but mom wouldn't let it go without commenting "see he is always like that" or something to that effect. The one thing the doctor did say in my defense was that it was normal and reminded her that circumcising me would not change that part. I think if it was legal she would have had me nutted instead! The only part of the procedure that was painful was the shot to numb me up. I lost the erection after that. He then drew a line with a marker. I didn't want to watch but I did anyway. I started crying. Mom said "stop that, this is your fault, I warned you! The doctor put some kind of metal clamp on my penis and then started cutting away my foreskin with his scalpel. It was all over pretty quickly after that. He gave my mom the "after care" instructions. She seemed eager to be involved in washing me. That was one victory. I put my foot down; she would not wash me like a baby! 

That stopped my masturbation for a while but only until the scars healed. Of course I still had bandages on Monday and I was excused form PE another week but it was obvious on the next Monday and the same kids teased me relentlessly for a while. The doctor did not due a very good job. He took more skin than he should have. So when I have erections, they are painful even now more than 25 years later. Well as soon as I was old enough I was out of there. Mom and I did not have much of a relationship and she passed away a few years back. 


Well that's my story. All true.