How many times did your father see your dick?

Let me ask you. How many times were you naked in front of your dad? Seriously, how many times did your father see your dick?

You think I’m joking? I’ll answer first. At least a couple hundred times. I’m not even counting the time when I was a toddler and had a one-inch penis.

I remember what his dick looked like. Give me a pen and paper, and I’ll draw his dick right now. With the shades and everything. Hand me a picture of a hundred random dicks, and I’ll find my daddy’s in a split second.

You asked me if I missed him. This is my answer. I still go to the sauna alone and follow the same routine. The warm bath, dry sauna, massage pool, and cold plunge. Just like how we did it for twenty years. Over and over. Until I realize he won’t be here anytime soon.

How many times were you and your dad naked next to each other?

Don’t freak out. You asked me if I missed him. I’ll answer first. Maybe a couple hundred times. No, I’m not counting the time when I was a toddler.

Give me a pen. I’ll draw his penis right now. Hand me a picture of a hundred random dicks, and I’ll find my daddy’s in a split second.

Yeah, I still go to the same bathhouse. Dry sauna, massage pool, and cold plunge. Over and over. Until I realize he won’t be here to scrub my back.