by Pope, M. T.
“You’re gay?” He sat up in the chair like a stiff board.
“No, Dad, I’m not.” I shook my head no. “That is an issue I don’t have to deal with for sure,” I confirmed.
“Oh ... okay.” He relaxed. “Alex, your brother and sister want to say hi.”
He got out of the chair while Li’l Shawn and Diana sat in front of the screen. I talked to them for a couple of minutes. Afterward my mom hopped on for a few seconds and told me she loved me and to kiss my sister for her. I hung up and lay back on my bed and thought about my dad and why he wanted to leave things alone. My curiosity was getting the best of me and I wanted to know even more now than ever. It was like he was hiding something and he didn’t want me to find out about it. But, then again he told us everything at the table a couple of years back, so I know that that could not have been true. I just wanted to see if I was like this James/ Jerry or not, since I did favor him in the looks department. I want to know what else I got from him. I got up, jumped in the shower and got in the bed. Tomorrow, I start my job at the school cafeteria and I need to be on time.
Chapter 9
Shawn
The Whole Truth
April 9th 4:15 P.M.
“Damn!” I pounded my fist on my desk in anger. I was in my office at my privately owned firm in Baltimore. I swiveled my chair around to look out the window of my office that sat on the twelfth floor at the corner of Charles and Fayette Streets.
“God, are you punishing me or something?” I wasn’t really questioning God. I was just wondering why Alex was trying to dig up stuff about James and asking me questions that I knew I still wasn’t ready to answer just yet. It was like he was trying to disown me as a father. He said he loved me and I will always be his dad, but will that be the case when he finds out that his biological father was gay and I was one of his lovers? I thought by telling him and his sister that I was bisexual, back when we had that family meeting would be enough and I wouldn’t have to give them every detail, but apparently I was wrong. I needed to come clean to both of them fully before they find out and really disown me as a father. All this lying just has to stop. But, how do you tell your children that their mother and father had a sexual relationship with their biological father?
Chapter 10
Fast Lane
Grace
April 11th 7:05 A.M.
I woke up on Friday with my cell phone ringing off the hook. I rolled over to see my husband was gone and that I was alone once again. I should have been up an hour ago, but I would just have to speed drive to work this morning.
“Hello,” I answered, barely awake.
“Get up,” I heard Ashley’s voice demand through the phone.
“I’m up.” I slung my feet off the bed, into my slippers and then went to my window and opened them so the sunshine could shine through.
“You’re off today,” Ashley barked through the phone.
“You know I work Monday through Friday. Why would you ask me that?” I stretched as I made my way to my bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.
“That was a demand not a question,” she corrected me.
“What? I can’t just call out of work. I have classes to teach.”
“You can and you will. I’ll be waiting in front of my house for you.”
“What I am supposed to tell them?” I mumbled.
“Y’all bitches are so dumb. You sure you got a degree? I have to tell you everything to do. Make something up. I don’t care, just be here in twenty minutes.” Click.
I pulled up to Ashley’s apartment with sunglasses on and a hat. I didn’t want to risk being seen by anyone I might know. She hopped in and I pulled off.
“Where are we going, Ashley?” She ignored me as she typed into my GPS an address without my permission. She was a bold bitch. I shook my head in amazement.
“Just follow the directions and you’ll see when we get there.” She reclined her chair and took a nap.
An hour or so later I pulled to a car dealership. When the automated voice said “your destination is on your right” Ashley awoke from her slumber. I pulled the car on to the lot and put it in park.
“You are getting a car?” I asked.
“Yep.” With that she hopped out of the car. “Let’s go.”
I hurried up behind her like a scolded puppy. I felt like clipping her ass just to see her young ass hit the ground, but I held it in. Within seconds we were approached by a tall, slender, black salesman.
“How can I help you ladies?” he asked with a beaming smile.
Ashley pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to him.
“I see you have come prepared.” He smiled. “Let’s make this happen. Please follow me to my office.”
We trailed behind him as he walked. He had a nice ass to say the least. I smiled at the thought of playing with it.
“Have a seat and I’ll be right back with the paperwork.” He exited his small office.
“So, how are you going to pay for this?” I asked Ashley.
“Don’t worry, I got this.” She smiled. I looked at her with a confident smile. Man, I wanted to beat her ass. If she didn’t have what she had on me I would’ve busted her in the head a long time ago. Crazy-ass bitch!
The salesmen walked back in the office with a frown on his face.
“Ms. Black, you’re going to need a cosigner for this car since you don’t have any credit. Is your mother going to be cosigning this with you?’ He looked at her then me.
“She’s not my mother,” she shot back at him.
“Oh my bad, I should have known, since she doesn’t look a day over thirty-five.” He smiled and looked at me. I blushed.
“Look, man, she’s my woman.” I could tell Ashley was about to explode. “So stop disrespecting me by flirting with her right in front of me.”
“Your women?” He still looked puzzled. In this day and age people still aren’t comfortable with seeing two women together, especially a straight man.
“Yes ... My bitch ... my filet-o-fish. Whatever you want to call it.” I put my head down in shame. “Comprende? ”
It took me a few seconds to get myself together and look back up.
“You ready to get on with the car business, since you filled up on my business?” Ashley asked, mugging the man.
“My apologies,” he mustered up with a look of embarrassment. “Let’s get back to business.”
“Let’s!” Ashley said cosigning his last comment. She then sat back and crossed her leg, letting one swing in aggravation.
“No, she will not be cosigning for the car with me.” I breathed out a sigh of relief. “She is signing for the car fully.”
“What?” I belted out. “You didn’t tell me you needed for me to sign for this car when you picked me up.”
Ashley turned toward me and smiled. A smile that said “bitch, do what I say or else.” “Will you please sign for the car for me?”
“Sure, no problem.” I forced out a smile. Man, this bitch was taking me on a fast ride. I was wondering what else this bitch had up her sleeve. He handed me the papers and I hesitantly signed.
“Are you going to put this under your car insurance?” he asked me.
“Nah, I got that covered.” Ashley cut me off before I could answer.
I sighed again in relief, because I didn’t know how I was going to explain to my husband why we had another car on our car insurance policy.
After signing the lease to the car and exiting the building, Ashley jumping in her brand-new car and speed off leaving me with a simple “later.” I have got to get this trick before she ruins all that I have accomplished in life.
“She keeps on fucking me over and I don’t even get a good nut out of the deal. This bitch is like a pitbull off its leash. ”
Chapter 11
David
Dear John
April 11th 1:05 P.M.
“Brittani, where is Mrs. Andrews?” I questioned my wife’s secretary.
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nbsp; “Sir, she called out today.” She looked at me like I should have known where my wife was. “She said she had an appointment that she forgot to add to her itinerary.”
“You know what, she did tell me that last night. I just forgot about it myself. Getting old does that to you.” I chuckled and so did she. I was embarrassed to the fullest. My manhood was being tested once again. You can’t even keep track of your own wife. Faggot ass!!! She probably out getting what your fat, faggoty ass couldn’t give her! I thought to myself.
“I’ll talk to you later. Have a nice day.” With that I walked off toward the elevator. Once I was out of the building and walking across the campus, I pulled out my cell phone. “Call Grace.”
You’ve reached Grace. I’m not available to take your call at the moment. Please leave me a detailed message and I will do my best to get back to you as soon as possible. Enjoy your day! I listened to the message about four more times as I dialed her phone back to back. Finally, I left her a message.
Hey babe, give me a call when you can. Let me know if everything is okay. It’s your husband ... David.
I hung up and I couldn’t help but get teary-eyed as I walked to my office building. I hopped on the elevator and quickly wiped my tears away as I got off and greeted my secretary.
“Hi, Laura, any messages for me?”
“No sir, but you do have an appointment with one of your students in about five minutes.”
“Who is it?” I asked, not really wanting to talk to anybody today.
“Alex Black.”
“Okay, let me know when he gets here.” I walked in my office and shut the door. I threw my coat and briefcase on to my cream leather sofa and flopped down in my chair behind my desk. Alex Black was one of my genealogy students that I had a good friendship with. He was in search of his family he had on his father’s side and came to me asking for special assistance. I accepted because I saw the fire in his eyes. The same fire I had at his age. I was a need-to-know person myself, so I knew what it was like to set up a goal and see it through to the end. He was also a football star on campus and I could tell from all the ladies in class that he was highly sought after. For some reason I have never seen him with anyone of the gorgeous ladies on campus and he never even let it slip that he was seeing someone. I was curious to know if he was a switch-hitter or just focused on his school career. I had to admit he was easy on the eyes.
“Professor Andrews ... your appointment is here,” my secretary spoke through the intercom.
“All right, let him in.”
Within seconds Alex walks through the door and sits down in front of me, all smiles.
“How are things going, Mr. Black?” I made sure to be extremely professional at all times. You never know who’s sitting across from you. And with today’s technology a conversation could be recorded with one push of a button on a cell phone and you would never know it. Even though I did show interest in him he would only know it if he put it out there first.
“Well, sir, I think I am very close to finding the people in my family.” He smiled a bright beaming smile. It was a beautiful one as well. Made my dick jump. I had to rearrange myself in my seat just so it wouldn’t be noticed if I had to get up or something.
“That’s good. I am so proud of you for sticking this out for so long.” I leaned on my desk with my elbows and my hands clasped together. I looked at him in his eyes and he did the same. I still didn’t get a signal so I went in for some evasive questioning. I also had a degree in psychology as well. I wanted to see what his body language was like when he answered.
“So now that that is done, you can probably spend more time with your girlfriend. And you probably can introduce them as well.”
“Girlfriend? Me?” He looked slightly offended. “Who said I had a girlfriend?”
“Well, I just assumed that—”
“Well, it’s not good to assume, Professor Andrews.” He cut me off. “I just need to focus on what is important to me right now, school, football, family, and now a job.”
“Oh, so you have a job now?” I sat back and listened.
“Yes, I start working in the school cafeteria today after class. All they have me doing is cleaning up. It’s a start for right now.” He smiled again. Wow! He has such a pretty set of teeth. And look at his lips ... they look ... soft.
“Well, Professor Andrews, I got to get to class. I just wanted to give you the progress report and see how you were doing. Are you still going to start the training in the school campus sports arena?”
“Yeah, I plan on it.” I smiled. A picture of him in training gear turned me on and I had to shift my dick once again.
“Well, whenever you ready just let me know. Maybe we can train together. You know one hand wash the other.” He smiled. If only he knew what I was thinking at that very moment. He probably would never want to see me again. He exited my office and I pulled out my cell phone once again. This time I wasn’t calling my wife. I was calling my little secret.
“Hello.” I heard a stern and rough voice answer the phone.
“John, I need to come over. Now,” I whispered into the phone.
“Cool, I’m ready now.” I hung up the phone. I picked up my briefcase and exited my office just as fast as I got in.
“Laura, I have an emergency. Please cancel my appointment and my classes for today,” I said, walking to the elevator.
“Is everything okay, sir?” She called out as I impatiently pushed the elevator’s button.
“Yes,” I said as I entered the elevator. “It will be soon.” The elevator doors closed. I exited the building and moved swiftly toward my car on a mission. A sexual mission. Alex had turned me on so bad that I need to see my childhood abuser today instead of our usual day.
I made my way to his house in about thirty-five minutes flat. The trip usually took me about an hour but, I need to bust a nut with the quickness today.
John Parks was the same man that my father was treating and fucking when I was just a boy. He turned me out and my brother and yes, I was still “seeing” him on a regular basis. Yes, it was totally unhealthy on so many levels, but I got used to it and it was a way of life for me now. Nobody knew I was seeing him but me and him. He was twenty years older then me, but he keep his shit on lock. He was in better shape then I was and he could still take the dick like a pro. I parked in my usual spot about two blocks from the apartment house he lived in and walked down to his residence.
I called his phone and let it ring five times before I hung up, letting him know I was outside waiting to get in. It was our little signal that let him know that I was waiting to come in.
“Hey,” I said as I walked into his apartment. It was immaculate and everything was in its place. I took off my shoes by the door, then took off my clothes and folded them on a chair next to the door.
“You gaining some extra weight.” He smiled. I frowned because once again attention was brought back to my weight and I didn’t like to talk about it. I knew I was fat, but I didn’t need a reminder. “Don’t worry, it makes for better sex. The rougher the better.” He smiled. I smiled after a few seconds.
His ass was a freak and at his age I was afraid I was going to break something on him when we fucked. That shit didn’t stop me though. I wanted to break something while I was fucking this faggot anyways. He and my father fucked me and my brother Robert up for life. A broken rib or ass bone was the least I could do to him for fucking me up so bad. I walked past a picture on the mantle. It was a woman and a little boy in the picture. I saw it on every trip over here. I asked on several occasions about the identity of the people in the picture, but the only response I got was that it was “none of my fucking business.” I assumed it was maybe his wife and son, but he never talked about it and would get extremely irate whenever I asked. I looked at the picture even closer and noticed that the boy had an extreme resemblance to Alex Black, which puzzled me. I made a note to see who it was Alex was looking for.
“Daddy’s
ready,” I heard John yell as I made my way toward his bedroom. He was on all fours and ready to take the punishment I was about to take out on him. I pulled at my dick and my thick eight inches was ready to do some damage. I reached for a condom on his nightstand and entered him with a force that pushed his head and body toward the headboard with a bang. He liked it rough. So rough was how he was going to get it. I fucked him in three different positions over an hour’s time and came three times within that hour. I showered and exited his place about fifteen minutes later, satisfied and ready to get in the bed. I shed a few tears on my ride home, because I wanted so bad to end it all. And on so many times I came close to doing it, but for the sake of my wife I kept it moving. Hoping that I would get the help that I knew I needed before it was too late.
Chapter 12
Wallace
I know you.
April 14th 1:03 P.M.
I was serving a couple of kids when he walked in the cafeteria. I tried my best to concentrate on what I was doing and keep an eye on him at the same time. It didn’t work. Because instead of putting a sandwich on the student’s tray in front of me, I dropped it on the floor next to it.
“Sorry, I’ll get you another one.” I hurried and grabbed another burger and put it on the tray correctly this time. The chubby-looking girl looked at me and shook her head.
“It’s all right. We all make mistakes. Just don‘t do it again, cutie.” I smiled even though she really didn’t interest me. My eyes still shifted between her and the James look-alike that was headed my way. She didn’t even notice, but she keeps on talking as she slowly walked away. I did a couple of um-hmms so I didn’t seem to be rude. She could have been asking to fuck me after my shift, but I didn’t hear it. I had a couple of people still in line, so I played it off like I was serving them as he walked up to the staff door, put his thumb on the sensor and opened the door. He works here now? When did this happen?
