Emma thinks a weekend in the mountains is just another awkward obligation with her divorced dad. She doesn't know it's a desperate bid for closeness—or that her father's charismatic mentor has brought his own teenage daughter to serve as a living example. In the isolating silence of the remote cabin, a brutal philosophy of intimacy will be taught, and Emma will become the final, necessary step in her father's education.
The second (in posting sequence) of my four best stories, in my never humble opinion. Shakespeare should've said, "First, let's fuck all the lawyers." You've probably never thought of lawyers as hardon making, but you've never met this arrogant, expensive, big-dicked defense lawyer, or the federal judge he pisses off.
What's a minister to do when he comes back to the house to get his wallet and overhears his younger son (Sam, 13) persuading his older son (Mac, 18) to suck him...and clearly not for the first time? Give them a hellfire and brimstone sermon? Or sneak up on them while stroking his own thick and leaking meat? What's a heavenly father to do?