When I was six, I am eleven now, I saw my dad masturbating.

My mom works nights. Usually he makes dinner and we watch cartoons before he tucks me in to bed.

That night I couldn’t sleep, so went to ask my dad to read to me. He wasn’t watching TV, so I went to his bedroom to look for him. The door was mostly closed but open just a crack. I peeked in to see if he was in there. He was sitting on the end of his bed, looking at his phone.

Just as I started to push the door open I saw he was moving weird, and breathing fast. I looked down at his hands and saw his penis!! I didn’t really know what I was seeing.

Before I could figure out what was happening, he started moving faster. His face scrunched up, and he kind of sighed. The I watched something squirt on his stomach and on his chest hair. my stomach felt tight all the sudden, and I got scared he would be mad at me.

I walked as fast as I walked as fast as I could back to my room. when I laid in my bed I thought I mist have accidentally peed a little. I was wet down there and my heart was going so fast.

That memory was burned into my mind. A couple of years later my mom talked to me about boys and said they have a finger down there not lips. I asked if it ever squirts stuff and she got really uncomfortable, I told my mom I heard boys at school talking about it.