“Don't slam the door, Bjorn. You're going to break something and piss off Mom.”“Shut the fuck up,” I growled. “I'll slam the fucking door if...I want to.”“I'm telling Mom you yelled at me!” Her bedroom door slammed hard.Hypocritical little cunt. I wasn't in the mood for Kirsten or Sibylla this afternoon. I just wanted to get on YouPorn, find some cheerleader getting fucked hard, and cum. I took the stairs up two at a time, my balls swollen.Blue fucking balls when I was the quarterback. I was done. "What brain has got to do with it?" It's the brain who enjoys a good fuck. The body... or your cock is only a mean to achieve that. Everything from your erection to ejaculation is controlled by your brain."Kevin looked at his mother, rather skeptically."Believe me..." You may be right." I'm right honey... but don't worry... I'm not going to teach you any mental exercise, what I'll teach you is a technique that'll help you a lot. Once you master this technique, you'd be able keep your thing up. We're flying back home tomorrow so we can attend graduation, and Natalie can give her valedictory speech. Catherine called the school and made arrangements and she also arranged for her security people to escort us. Then we're spending the weekend with grandma and flying back here on Monday morning," she said."That's great! I wish I could be there to hear it!" I said."That's okay. We'll see you guys on Monday and tell you all about it," said Natalie.I hugged them both, and kissed Grace."I gonna. When I nicely asked that my favorite nurse Carole, be assigned to help take care of me, she appeared within minutes, out of breath, claiming that her bosses pulled her form her regular floor, gave her a raise, and demanded that she dedicate all of her energy to helping me get well.She giggled when I told her that I asked for her. "You are so bad. You just want another hand job, don't you?"Maybe ... Maybe not...The next time Candace Ames came to see me she was carrying another file folder..