I thought my developing kink in all things nasty was a recent thing but I remember how many times I jerked off to my best friend's dad who I first met without his shirt on. My best friend (we'll call him Ryan) was basically a hoarder with the rest of his family and there were stains on EVERYTHING, carpet, couch, clothes everything and at first I told myself to be grossed out internally but obviously pretend that it was fine because I didn't want to seem rude to Ryan and his family, but I actually wasn't bothered at all. Like it felt comfortable and lived in and I thought that made it more intimate.
Anyway the dad was sitting in the corner of one of the slobbiest looking couches I ever seen with his massive beer belly resting on his lap. He was just watching the TV which he did every single day almost all the time and would occasionally take a couple gulps from like a two litre soda bottle. My god could that man burp. You could hear them from the other room and if you were sitting on the same couch, you could FEEL it. I felt weird the first time this happened, I've never been so turned on so quickly so it felt like I was going to piss myself (also I was like 14 so I was still unaware). His burping was non-stop he was always eating something and drinking soda or coffee. We once order Chinese takeout and I was just putting some of the stuff I had ordered on my plate when he asked if he could try some, obviously I said yes because I was in his home and he was actually a nice man to talk to about music and he would back me up when Ryan would act up and have tantrums. This man took the serving container and dumped the entire thing on his plate and just piled on almost everything of the rest. Ryan complained that his dad was embarrassing him because he took so much of my food but I kept trying to say how fine it was with me. Because it was more than fine with me. He probably consumed about 2-3k calories in one sitting and then after a couple of gassy burps he asked where the cookie bucket was (they called it a bucket because it was like the size of a waste paper basket) and he continued eating those too. When I got home I pretty much immediately went to bed and jacked off to the sound of those burps, I came like 3 times that night because I was just so horny about the sounds, the stuffing, the exposed blubber and the way the vibrations felt through the couch. I probably should've realised then that I was attracted to fat slobs and greasy gassy pigs but I think I was just so ashamed that I had masturbated to my best friend's dad that I locked that part away from myself and only now am I beginning to fully let go of the shame I feel and just embrace being a slut for slobby men.