It's Todd's mom, and they act like normal

“We can’t tell mom,” Todd said, “We can’t let her find out.” His eyes looked a bit glazed, defocused, vacant, and his mouth hung open, head tilted to the side ever so slightly. Jack thought it made him look kind of brainless, a bit like a dumb animal, and that made him hard all over again, but he knew Todd was right.

“We can pretend,” Jack said, “It’ll be hard but we can pretend until we figure out something better.”

“OK, get up at 1am to go to the bathroom, OK, Dad? I’ll meet you in the bathroom. My boypussy’s going to need it by then, bad.”

Jack smiled and gave his son’s cock a squeeze. “OK, Todd.” The two exchanged a long kiss as Jack fingered Todd’s hole a bit. As the side door opened and Diane called out her return, Todd hopped up, pulled up his now-soiled shorts, and Jack licked his fingers, and the two walked up out of the basement, smiling.

“Hey, guys,” Diane said, happily, “Did you eat?” She shook her head. “Leave you boys to your own devices, you’d starve to ****.” She rolled her eyes and turned to the fridge. “Don’t worry, I’ll fix something up. How was your day, you two?”

Todd giggled. Jack smiled. “Great, honey. It was great.”