You see how Dad's boxers look like something is poking out of them. You figure it must be his... thingy... since what else is down there? Yours gets hard sometimes. Dad said it's the start of puberty, which sounds gross. Looking down, you realize your... thingy... is also getting stiff and you start to get embarrassed. What if your dad caught you watching him?
Curiosity gets the better of you and you stay to watch what your dad does.
Focusing his attention entirely on the tub of ice cream, you watch as he scoops large spoonfuls into his mouth and enjoys every bit of the fattening dessert as he swallows it. Taking time to savor every mouthful before he dips the spoon back into the tub. You notice his thingy starts to extend a bit more in his tight boxer shorts but right now you couldn't care less as you want to know how much more he is going to eat.
A good ten minutes pass and your dad puts down the ice cream tub on the fridge behind him. The large spoon in the tub shifts and makes it fall over, pointing in your direction towards the door. Your eyes widen to see that your dad had completely demolished that extra large tub of ice cream! You couldn't believe it, it was shocking to think that your dad was once a man who went to the gym twice a week and now he stood in the kitchen in the middle of the night eating a whole tub of ice cream.
Your gazing at the tub was interrupted as your dad let out a breathy sigh as if to say 'wow that was filling'. His right hand gently placed atop of the shelf of his belly, just below his puffy chest. He closed his eyes and just stayed like that for a moment, before his hand began to slowly move over his belly in big circles. Using his hand he hooked underneath the rim of his t-shirt that had risen up slightly from where it was after eating all that ice cream, he hiked it up and rested it above his chest and began to rub the bare skin with both his hands. His belly looking much bigger as it turned the ice cream in it into fat.
Your dad continued to rub his belly with both hands for a few moments, then with his right hand he pushed his index finger deep into his belly button and shifted it around. He closed his eyes again as he continued to do this, his left hand ventured down his belly and cradled underneath it as he bounced it gently up and down and gave it a few pats. You began to smile whilst you watched your dad enjoy his fat. What happened next though confused you.
His left hand continued to move south and wrapped around his thingy as he moved it between his fingers. It seemed to get a bit stiffer. You didn't really understand what was happening, maybe its something to do with puberty? You wondered. Whatever it was your dad seemed to be enjoying it as he threw his head back with his eyes closed, a big beaming smile on his face. His right hand still focusing on his belly button and his left playing with his thingy. You noticed his breathing started to become more labored and deep as he increased the pace of his playing. It soon got extremely loud as he began to let out a couple of moaning sounds and then suddenly one very loud moan before he arched forward. His belly folding over his waist slightly as he let go of his thingy and removed his finger from his belly button. His breathe very shallow and fast.
You didn't understand what you'd just seen but it must have been good for your dad. You wanted to go ask what had happened but he might tell you off for spying on him.
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