my mama died when i was little. custody should've gone to my grandaddy, but after she od'd my daddy took me and no one gave a dime fuck probably 'cause my grandaddy was a red indian man from a shitfuck rez and my daddy was a white army vet from shitfuck lower-class suburbia.
( it's just a story, at this point. danny has a lot of stories, and he feels nothing about most of them. )
only time our beautiful country gave a shit about my daddy being a vet, actually. he used to have me out digging foxholes in our backyard in the fuckin' rain. he slept down there with me once, stinking like whiskey. i jacked him off. he never touched his dick otherwise.
( danny thunks his head against the door, palming his cock through his jeans. he's not thinking about his daddy right now. he's thinking about embry sprawled out in bed, touching his gorgeous dick the way danny is touching his now. )
you really shouldn't have done what you did that night.
cw: substance abuse, parental death, incest (parent-child)
( it's just a story, at this point. danny has a lot of stories, and he feels nothing about most of them. )
only time our beautiful country gave a shit about my daddy being a vet, actually. he used to have me out digging foxholes in our backyard in the fuckin' rain. he slept down there with me once, stinking like whiskey. i jacked him off. he never touched his dick otherwise.
( danny thunks his head against the door, palming his cock through his jeans. he's not thinking about his daddy right now. he's thinking about embry sprawled out in bed, touching his gorgeous dick the way danny is touching his now. )
you really shouldn't have done what you did that night.
( for your own sake goes unsaid. )