I wrapped a towel around my midsection and walked casually back to my room.Rodney was sitting on my bed. He didn't look like he had washed yet or even...slept. "We have to talk." He stated.I tried to remember my promise to grow up. "I have to dress." I told him."Just tell me one thing." What?" A certain fear returned to me. His hateful mask of yesterday hung between us."What did you do to mother last night?" That's none of your business." I forced myself to say. What I really wanted was to hug my. And from the cracks of the craters, oozed out the blood?..She was happy again because she was successful again! Then she asked me to lick her entire body, which I did happily lying on her massive body. Finally she allowed me to fuck her.?Day 6:For many days after that, she was out of touch, then she went on a tour for about a week.? On her return from her tour, we all got to know that she was transferred to Cochin. Considering the torture I had undergone because of her, I should have been. I never thought I say that about my own son.... fucking faggot. Suck my dick!" As much as I wanted to cringe from hearing my own father call me those nasty words, it did just the opposite. My dick got rockhard in my pants. I swallowed his whole length and milked him with my throat, just like I had done Donny so many times. Dad moaned pretty loud which was really starting to get me hot. Then dad said, "Donny get your ass up here and give this boy your dick. He wants more." Interesting how Dad. .. well, I guess they're not really silly but I always sat there and said, No, no, no... until we made it through the whole list. I was a six gallon donor so it was almost always the same. I have never been in the hospital or overseas so it was pretty easy for me.The only person I had sex with in the last twenty years was my wife of eighteen years. Yes, we did the dirty before we got married, just like about everyone else in the world. Anyway that made the sex questions pretty easy also. No.