A stunned and terrified Louis Hatch tried to cover up, but the man just laughed now.“Papa, you don’t have to worry. I’m not going to rape my own...father. I don’t swing that way, though from what I can tell, you do. I will not judge you for that, nor will the Gods. You are what mortals call bisexual. There is nothing wrong with that. Look, I am not out for your blood, but I do want to know ... did you know that my mother was pregnant with me when she aborted me?” the stranger asked him.“Who are. I closed my eyes and imagined how those tits with the huge nipples would look naked. I wondered if her puss was waxed or does she have a neat little landing strip, a trimmed narrow strip of pubic hair. I fantasized about the appearance of her vagina, would it be like her Mom's, meaty with big protruding inner lips or a coin slot type.Like Rachel pointed out, just thinking about something that was taboo made it seem that much hotter; so much so I now had a raging hard-on.My eyes still tightly. I’m just a foreign grunt on the front line of a meaningless civil war, trying to prevent the two warring factions from completely slaughtering their entire country. Sweat slides down my back, between my shoulder blades, along my spine, and soaks into the band of my briefs. ‘Damn, it’s fuckin’ hot’ I whisper to no one in particular, as I take another quick swig of the filthy liquor. The window I’m sitting next to is permitting too small of a breeze to waft in, but it’s better than nothing in. There she was sleeping .Her nightee buttons were open & I could see a deep cleavage. I was instantly aroused. I looked around for something to shag. I saw her bra being kept at one corner. It was meant for washing. I sniffed it & started jerking myself. I do not know what happened but with one startlet, my Mom woke up. I was behind her head & she did not see me immediately, but as she turned her head, she saw me standing with her bra over my erect dick & my shorts on my ankle. Both of us were.