He sleeps through the night... alone

Once again, Rot woke to the sound of French... his mom had started the record player and was doing laundry... again. How could four people, even if you counted his father who was never home, generate so much laundry.

"Hi mom." He swung a naked leg out of the bed. When he'd been a teen, he'd worn underwear to sleep in but he'd gotten out of the habit over the years and had no intention of going back.

"Morning sweetheart." She pretended not to notice his morning wood.

He grabbed a towel from her stack of laundry, wrapped it around his middle, and headed down the hall.

Lauren, again in white bra and panties, was putting on makeup when he arrived at the bathroom.

"Can you move out so I can shower?"

"Go ahead. You don't have anything I haven't seen."

"You sure?" He whipped off his towel before she could answer.

"Yeah, I'm sure." She bent close enough that he could feel her breath on it. "I'm trying to figure out why those girls are going nuts over it, that's all. I mean, Joey is no surprise, but Colleen is supposed to play for the other team."

"Well, you could try it out."

"Oh, gross." She flicked the tip of his dick with her finger... hard enough that it stung a little but still, another woman had touched his dick.

"Not sure I've told you what a great figure you have." He pretended to ignore the bead of precum at the tip of his cock.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I got the message. Now you'd better shower before you stink up the place."