Story time.
When I was around 12 or 13, I was starting to get into basketball. Well, one night I was getting handsy with myself, but it turned out there was an important game on and my dad wanted to watch it with me. Dad busts in the room mid-orgasm and plops down on my lounge. I jumped when he came in and covered up as fast as I could. Now I was mostly under the covers, but I wasn't wearing anything but some tighty whities. So I'm sitting there, hanging out of my undies under the covers, stewing in my own sauce (which got everywhere when I jumped, btw), and my dad proceeds to watch the entire second half right there on my lounge. I'm almost certain he knew what was up too, but he didn't say anything.
Guess he was afraid that would make it awkward.
When I was around 12 or 13, I was starting to get into basketball. Well, one night I was getting handsy with myself, but it turned out there was an important game on and my dad wanted to watch it with me. Dad busts in the room mid-orgasm and plops down on my lounge. I jumped when he came in and covered up as fast as I could. Now I was mostly under the covers, but I wasn't wearing anything but some tighty whities. So I'm sitting there, hanging out of my undies under the covers, stewing in my own sauce (which got everywhere when I jumped, btw), and my dad proceeds to watch the entire second half right there on my lounge. I'm almost certain he knew what was up too, but he didn't say anything.
Guess he was afraid that would make it awkward.