They will pay. Now get ur ass up and go get me my bike, or do I need to call the sheriff ?” Dad raises his hands in that ‘ok’ gesture, and just says ok Matthew, ok. Dad responds looking confused. Then grabbing a wash cloth from the shower, gently wiped the cum and b l o o d from my crack. Taking just a couple of hits was all it took for me to become fully boned up. I noticed my wrists and ankles were swollen with welts. My abs convulsed to the point that they felt like I had just done a hundred crunches. I reach for the nite stand drawer, and fish out a joint. I want me a dirt bike. Finally lil bro heads for his room, and I head for the shower. As the two ran from the house, dad looks at me and starts “now Matthew, son—” “Shut the fuck up dad.
