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My ungodly book speaks to you. On All Hallow’s Eve, when the moon is round, a virgin will summon us from under the ground. Oh, oh! We shall be back, and the lives of all the children of Salem will be mine!

Yes I love pretty Dick’s also

Whenever He jumped into the shower, I would sneak into His bathroom, pick up His sweaty, stinky boxer briefs and socks, and bury my face in them - sniffing and inhaling the stink from His ass, crotch, and feet.

Invariably, I’d get lost in the pungent aroma of His masculine scent and not even notice when He shut the shower off - oblivious to my surroundings.

He would open the shower door and find me, sitting on the floor popping a worthless fag boner, with my face buried in His skid-marked underwear and dirty sweat socks.

The first dozen times this happened, He got very angry and shouted, “you fucking sick faggot…get the fuck outta here…I’m your fucking brother for Christ’s sake!” When that didn’t work, he told our parents and I was punished, but no matter the embarrassment or punishment, I couldn’t stop.