<human>: So this happened just about 5 minutes ago (11:40 EST) and I must say that I am a bit of speechlessness.  

In my house, the "family-computer" is on a desk build into the wall in the kitchen area.  Despite numerous conversations regarding better placement of the computer, it still resides there for the time being.  

With this said, I work nights and this morning I could not sleep, so I decided to go see what was in the fridge that could satisfy my cravings and put me to sleep.  This is when I saw it; I crossed the threshold of my doorway and all of a sudden I see him; pecker in hand and eyes glued to a muted computer monitor.  He sees me and throws his shirt over his pride in an effort to cover his shame, but it was too late, I already knew what was going on.  I proceeded to carry on with my business, grabbed two slices of bread, ham, cheese, and mayo and quickly went back to my room in silence.  Here I am, sort of afraid to leave my room and hear what sort of explanation he has for this.

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<bot>: Caught step-dad yanking it, I made a sandwich while in the room, still don't know how to comprehend.