"Not bad for me!" he said with a smile, "But it's pretty unusual. Mostbottoms need to be broken in. I think you came fully assembled withbatteries inc...uded!"I couldn't help but blush at his strange compliment."You were like a quiet little straight boy -- the first time we weretogether you could barely look at my dick. Now you're eating my cum andbegging to be fucked." He said and looked at me as if he was waiting forsome kind of response."I know, I don't know what's happening to me." I. 'Is everything alright?' she called out, curious about the loud bangingcoming from the landing.'Fine mum, im just in the shower,' he shouted back, fairlyunconvincingly. 'Don't be too long then,' she replied, he heard her call back as shewalked up the stairs and wandered towards her bedroom. Desperately he threw off all of the clothing and set to work scrubbinghis face clean. He washed and washed, careful not to leave a trace.Suddenly he heard another loud knock on the door, his dad was. She is the reason why I own 7 jock straps and wear one of them under all of my jockeys at all times that I'm out of my bedroom. If she wasn't so beautiful, I'd leave home.Nice family. Right and I wouldn't trade a one of them for anything, as distressing as they are. So back to the present problem. I passed out on the front lawn for no apparent reason. I'm a little worried about taking any kind of medicine that would make me loose control of my actions. In this household I have to keep my wits. His reflection had no answers.Last night, it had all seemed so clear. Last night, he had all the answers. This morning? Not so much.He pulled at the skin on his throat, looking for signs of his willing compliance, but there were none. He knew there wouldn't be; she'd spent far too much time being sure of that for there to be any lingering signs.He heaved a sigh and went about preparing for the day. Maybe a long hot shower would make everything clear. Of course, it didn't.He continued pondering.