I sat down in the kitchen for nearly ten minutes trying to regain my composure until the sound of running water upstairs made me realize the fun wasn't over: He had gone into the bathroom to masturbate! I have no idea if he was originally intending to go into the shower anyway or if he was just changing clothes, and being seen naked by me made him have to jack off. Then again it really didn't matter. I had just confronted him face to face while he stood there naked, watched as he grew erect, and in a matter of minutes I would be watching him playing with himself for a third time. I couldn't help but wonder if this third time he would be any more aroused in his play knowing I had just seen him like that. As I slowly unlocked and opened the bathroom door, my hopes were met: He had decided on
