“Ate your ass out?” Dad said, looking at me with wide eyes. Still, I’d never been quite this explicit about it. Dad knows I’m bi so that wasn’t a big deal.

“Last week this young Asian guy ate my ass out for like two hours,” I said. In turn I got bold and told him about all the sex I’d been having. We’d had a few drinks at dinner and he got looser and hornier than I’d ever seen him, complaining to me how Mom barely even sucks his cock anymore. The first time was when he came to visit me at college. I guess that would be a lot for anyone to process, so I don’t mind that he has to pretend to be asleep while I do it. Or “stigmas,” I should say, because 1) he’s straight and 2) he’s letting his flesh-and-blood son lick his ass. Dad likes getting his muscle ass eaten out as much as I like eating out his muscle ass, but he can’t deal with the stigma of it.