A jerk-off was a must. At least one jerk-off, that is. I wondered if he jerks off. I bet he does. In the shower. In his car. In the locker room. Every...here. With his big hands, touching himself all over and spitting on his humongous boner. Fuck.That night, I decided to come with my parents to his house for a regular visit. Sean and his wife said their son wasn't home but that they still wanted me to come. I basically just wanted more Sean. His house was pretty spacey. There was a pool and a big. "They came to the living room and led Josh to the couch and sat beside him. Mary had disappeared at the restroom."You are 18 already, so you are allowed some wine. Have you had wine before?" Thank you Mrs….Sarah. Once, it was…ok"Josh too a big gulp and it made him twist his face a bit and he took another one and almost emptied his glass."Easy with it. You cannot go home and tell that I get you drunk. I know it might be a bit sour if you are not used to it." Sorry, I usually drink beer." Ok,. . except your estranged uncle, which brings us back to why you're here.You shake your head to clear it of these thoughts as you know you need to focus on the here and now; meeting your uncle and his family, whom you'll be living with for the foreseeable future. You steel yourself for the task at hand, wondering how much your Mom told your uncle about your reputation and the reason you got expelled as you step up to the door and reach out to give it a good knock.You take a step back while you. If I didn't, I would be divorced and everyone I knew would see the video.After I cleaned up everything, I was told that I would be sleeping on the couch. The next day, I made breakfast, gave my wife a massage and went to do grocery shopping. After I got back from the store she had me give foot massages to the neighbors (both the husband and the wife) while they chatted away.After they left she told me to go get cleaned up because she wanted to film my performance again tonight. I said, "What.