Mutual
Part 1 It was quiet, a little too quiet. I always worried when things got quiet, that usually meant my son Danny was getting into trouble. I went to his room to see what he was up to. His door was a jar. Without announcing myself, I quietly pushed the door open. I found Danny. Thankfully he wasn’t trying to set one of his model airplanes on fire, or was he wasn’t taking apart the blender trying to figure out how it worked, or doing one of an other million things that he could have been doing to get himself into trouble. What I did find Danny doing was laying flat on his back in bed, completely naked, rubbing an erection. I was shocked. Danny could be a brat sometimes, and was always getting into …