Valentine

While my brother Reese was upstairs taking a shower, my nephew Asher and I sat across from one another in the kitchen, chatting. The innocent-looking boy had no idea that I had seen him and his dad fucking in the guest room the previous night. I wasn’t sure how to broach the topic, so I figured I’d just play it cool for now and test the waters a little.

I asked about Asher’s love life and who, if anybody, he was seeing lately. The boy thought carefully for a moment, then offered up that he indeed was seeing someone on the regular—and the dude was considerably older. I nodded enthusiastically and winked—good on him.