CURSE OF THE BLOWJOB MONKEY

I believe adults should be able to discuss any subject, no matter how disgusting or wrong. One of my favorite people to discuss all subjects under the sun with, is little bro Duke. A couple of days ago I recieved an early morning phone call from Duke stating that he had pulled out his shoulder and his dog Etta had died. Not being able to ski, nor work (he's a timber framer) and coming home to an empty house, he realized it was time to descend from the Maine backwoods and do the family thing for a couple of days.
So we found ourselves sitting on the picnic table, snow melting around us, burning bowls and downing Dos Xs, as the afternoon sun reminded us that winter was finally over. No subject is off limits with Duke and I. We covered all members of the family and quite a few episodes of South Park before we got down to the nitty gritty. "I've never even seen a porno movie." Duke confided "But now that I've got that computer....Christ!" A turkey buzzard flew across the sun, casting a giant shadow across the lawn. Duke continued: "The two girl thing I can watch all day long, but I really have no interest in watching a bunch of guys screw some girl. It may be a homophobic thing. I don't know. But I'd rather see a girl giving a blowjob to a monkey. That would be interesting."
This is where I put the Dr. MeMO hat on. "So what you're saying is you're more interested in beastiality than seeing a swordsman unsheath the saber?" He pondered this. "No. I just think it would be more interesting . I'm not into beastiality." No need to get defensive. I had to admit I had no desire to see this, but was intrigued as to why my little brother would. The winters are long and hard in Maine. "What would be the camera's perspective?" I queried. "I'd like to see the monkey's expression." Duke said, opening another beer. Eventually the conversation drifted into other, less controversial areas and we went down to Bird's for happy hour. I think Duke has become desensitized to porn so quickly that he's searching for a bigger kick. Just a theory. Eventually I think I convinced him that these things have consequences. "Think of the monkey." I implored. He nodded solemnly, "But it would be interesting..." he muttered. He's leaving back for Maine this morning and all i can think of is a monkey grimacing as some girl gives him......