It’s not lost on me that my son Asher could easily court whatever kind of man he wants. One look from those big beautiful blue eyes and, of course, the ever-present “aw shucks” expression on his face make it easy for unknowing horny men to fall under his spell. The idea of Asher getting railed every way from here to Sunday was one that both made me feel a natural fatherly unease, but also a not-so-very fatherly arousal.