My dad found one of my stories. I was mortified as it was about a Female Nazi prison camp where male prisoners were put through horrific acts.
He only had one thing to say when he spoke to me alone in his bedroom.
"You have been spending way too long in the bathroom, haven't you?"
I almost burst out laughing. It took the mist right out of his steamy gaze at me.
"The bathroom? Oh how delicious! So then he doesn't know." I thought gleefully.
It made me wonder why on earth he thought I would be jerking off sitting on a cold toilet seat when I could spend long hours under my warm bedsheets dreaming of all the delicious fantasies I had about being dominated by beautiful Women!
I was therefore encouraged onward, knowing that he had no idea what or where I was engaging in my potent new fantasies.