Disclaimer: Guys, you and I both know that I do not own Grojband in anyway, nor do I write for Neptoon Studios and their animators. But just to be clear, I do own any character that isn't mentioned in the series because, I created those ones. Enjoy!

Corey sat on the floor in the closet pressing his feet against the pile of shoes near the corner as he stroked his penis. He had had kept it in his underwear, and decided that rubbing it voraciously would stop his constipation and get him to finally do business in the bathroom. The only problem is that there were no results happening. He stopped for a minute and did a heavy sigh. Although he was feeling guilty about touching his genitals, going against his mother's rule about masturbation, he decided to do it anyway since there was no other way that he could relieve himself. He tried everything beforehand: prunes, broccoli, fiber bars, even drinking three cups of coffee, but nothing worked.

The only way he was able to stop the constipation was to masturbate. It was a gross act, yes, overly-indulgent, sure, and downright shameful, of course, unless his genitals were in pain and massaging them would be the only way to assuage the pain. That was the only exception to the rule. His father thought differently, however, he didn't think masturbating was bad at all. Corey's father even once told him that masturbating is okay, just as long as he does it in a private room in the house, like a bedroom or a bathroom. He even allowed it to be done on the condition that Corey did it to relieve himself of physical pain, and not to "jack-off to girls". "I don't want a horny son," he told Corey one day.

Mr. Riffin made that very clear. From that day on, Corey decided to listen to his Dad's advice and masturbate if he had to do it for "non-horny" reasons. He had felt shameful at first, but after a couple more times of doing it, he didn't feel so bad about it. The first day when he started doing it, he had seen his Dad do it a couple of times in his parents' bedroom. He Mom and Dad were sitting upright on their canopy bed that was covered in a nice red, velvet comforter cover, with their backs supported by their firm pillows that sat up against the bed board. His Dad was wearing cherry red shorts that complemented his green hair and eyes. His Mom was wearing light pink lingerie and combing her fingers through her purple hair as she watched television. Corey was peeking through their door that was kept slightly open, just enough for Corey to look around the room with one eye. His Dad's hands were properly folded, but after one minute he started staring down at his shorts and decided to turn to the side and cross his legs. With his back turned to his wife, he began rubbing his penis while it was still in his pants. He rubbed it with such passion yet such force as if he was trying to churn butter with that one hand. A few farts escaped here and there as he continued to rub himself. Corey peeked over to his Mom as she sat watching his father. He could tell that she was mildly disgusted at what was going on in front of her. She didn't seem that visually disgusted, however, since she was smiling at some point while she looked on. It might have helped that her husband was so visually attractive and physically fit that his beauty would allow him to get away with doing it, than it would have if it was an average looking man. Mr. Riffin looked more like a 20-something male model, and had a tall, nice physique, combined with light, messy, green hair. He was in his mid-thirties, as was his wife. Corey's mother was undeniably beautiful as well, and had nice flowing purple hair that was put up into a big 50s hairstyle up-do with the rest of the hair down. A smile was suddenly growing on Mrs. Riffin's face as she moved to the other side of the bed to sit next to her husband and stare at him jerking off. He was doing it so vigorously now that it was shaking the bed a little. As soon as he slowed down, he released a long, wet fart that lasted for 12 seconds. He sighed as he took his hand away from his crotch and got up from the bed. Grabbing a small white towel that was left on the chair at his desk by the bathroom, he wiped the inside of his boxers. His wife moved back to her side of the bed by the window.

Corey slowly backed away from the door, surprised by what he had just seen and a little shaken as he made his way towards his bedroom. The day after that, Corey and his Dad had a talk. Somehow, Dad had found out that Corey had been spying on him and his mother while they were in the bedroom. But he told him that he forgave him for doing that and then talked to him about touching himself at home. From then on Corey was given permission to do it in the privacy of his bedroom.

Author's Note: Well, that's the end of chapter one. I hope you guys enjoyed it. If you didn't like it, I completely understand. Certain genres aren't for everyone. I mostly did this to do an edgier and suggestive version Grojband that deals with sexual identity and setting limits on where to do what, when to do it. It is also to shed light on racy topics. This flash back story is just, of course to set things off, and it doesn't take place in the original Grojband universe. It's an alternate universe where the Riffin siblings live with their biological parents, and the family lives by different rules than most families in their neighborhood. If you didn't know that Corey and Trina from the original Grojband series were actually adopted by Mr. Riffin, then go onto Neptoon Studio's tumblr and read about that fact now, because it is there. Or go on Grojband's official wiki page and read the Trivia section. If you have any comments or suggestions, please leave them in the comments section. Thanks, bye.