"Oh God, stop it. I don't want to think about my father and vices of any type. He's a real monk and let's leave it at that." He was amused by how much Marcus and his mother didn't get along. "You'd choose me even if you didn't know."
Patrick glared at Marcus. "I wasn't trying to suck cock, I was-" He stopped, because they both knew that it had been worse than that. He'd been drunk and ready to follow those blokes to god knew where. "Fine, I was trying to suck cock." That sounded so much better.
He moved to straddle Marcus. "I really don't want to know how you know what my father looks like in the morning. In fact, I really don't want to know if you fucked either one of my parents or my sister. Ignorance can be bliss."