As Peter sat on the couch, he felt stuffed from the admittedly large breakfast he had. Thanks to Tony Stark's technology, all of the meals that the house made for Peter were culinarily perfect, so it was hard for Peter to resist overeating, and he got a bit chubbier as a result. As Peter sat and watched TV, nursing his bloated belly, feeling the layer of fat that he put on, he felt himself getting hard. It wasn't long before his hardening rod started to tent his boxers. He was a teenage boy, after all, so his libido shouldn't come as that much of a surprise.
Peter said, "I'm so glad I have the house to myself!" as he pulled his boxers down, letting his sizable, hard member flop out, standing at attention. "Man, why am I so hard?" he said as he started to play with himself while rubbing his bloated, chubby gut, which only seemed to make him harder. He tried to ignore it and get into whatever TV show he was watching, but he only lasted a couple of minutes at a time before he felt his hands drift back down to his needy member to play with it.
"I should get this taken care of while I can." Peter said to himself as he started to figure out a good way to get himself off.
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