Are you ever watching TV with your family, with your parents sitting across from you, trying with all your strength to not cum during a Frosted Flakes commercial?

Well, this Saturday, that very thing happened. I first saw the strong, saturated vermillion orange, then the handsome chiseled face. Really Tony the Tiger is the woman of my dreams.

As soon as the commercial revealed Tony’s full immaculate body, my dick was rising like the Burj Khalifa. I tried to calm it down before my father, or worse, my mother, looked over. But it was to no avail.

Tony said the iconic line “Their Great!”, and suddenly my cum was rushing like the Euphrates river. My pants were drenched in my sticky baby-making fluid. I tried to run, hoping no one would catch a glimpse at the flood that was my pants.

However the sheer weight of my gooey cum made me too encumbered to run, or even walk. The deduction to run away from my problems made them worse. Now my entire family was focused on me and my cum-soaked pants. My dick was still throbbing from the cereal advertisement.

Needless to say, my mother sent me off to my room, where, jokes on her, I binged through my 45 terabytes of Tony the Tiger porn.