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Chapter 10 - Facing the hard truth
The phone kept ringing. Jayson would look at the screen to see who is calling and would just let it ring to voicemail. Try as he may, he could not understand how he woke up in bed with his own father. The more he tried to remember what happened the night before, the harder it gets to remember. And he was coming down with a headache.
He picked himself up off the floor where he was sitting, went to the bathroom and hopped into the shower. The sudden spray of cold water against his skin, jolted him, but he just turned around letting the water cascade across his body and falling in a splash on the floor and then disappearing down the drain.
As he dressed for the game, Jayson kept trying to remember his rendezvous the day before and kept coming up empty. When he reached the game, to his surprise his dad, Doug, was waiting for him.
"Oh my God, this can't be happening," Jayson muttered to himself under his breath.
"Hey Jayson, over here," his dad yelled from the stands. Jayson just waved back at his dad and walked over to the rest of his teammates.
During the course of the game, which his team won, Jayson kept looking over into the stands where his dad and a few ladies in his group sat. In his mind, he replayed the events of this morning, of making love at daybreak and then having to make a hasty retreat.
"Jayson, you ready to leave?" he heard as his dad's voice jolted Jayson out of his early evening daydream.
"Yeah, dad," Jayson managed to reply. His dad turned around and started to walk towards the car.
"Dad, wait," Jayson said.
Jayson's dad stopped, and turned around.
"What's the matter, Jayson?" Doug asked.
Jayson hesitated. His dad walked towards him.
"Are you okay, son?" Doug asked and he reached over and put his hand on Jayson's shoulder.
Jayson flinched. His dad was taken aback. Then there were more than a few moments of awkward silence, until one of Jayson's teammates walked by and patted him on the shoulder.
"Good game, pitcher," the guy said as he jogged by and out of the playing area.
After another moment of silence, Jayson looked up into his father's eyes.
"What did you do yesterday when you got into town, dad?" Jayson questioned.
"Uhm, I met up with a few of my buddies and he hanged out for a bit, then we went to a party last night. That was about it," Doug reported.
Jayson shuffled his feet, and dropped the bag he was carrying at his feet.
"Son, are you okay?" Doug asked.
"Which party did you go, dad? I didn't know you were going out last night," Jayson said.
"Well, I didn't intend to go out, but Mike and Arnold and Betty decided we should take in some of the sights and sounds of the city before we came to see you play today," Doug answered.
"I see," Jayson responded.
"Is that what's bothering you, Jayson" his dad asked.
"And at this party, did anything out of the ordinary happen?" Jayson asked his dad.
"Why do I feel like I am getting the third degree here, Jayson?" Doug responded.
"I am just trying to make sense of something, dad. Forgive me for all the questions," Jayson stated.
"Can we go now?" Doug asked as he looked around and pointed. "The place is empty, everyone's gone home now."
Jayson picked up his bag and started to walk towards the car. Doug reached out and put his arm around his son's shoulder, making Jayson very uncomfortable; but he continued walking on, trying to hasten his footsteps to get out from under his dad's hand.
The silence in the car on the drive home was punctuated by the hum of the engine and the soft purr of the air conditioner, cooling the atmosphere inside the cabin.
Instead of going to Jayson's house, his dad took a turn and headed towards the hotel he was staying. Jayson was panicking, but he kept his cool. A few hours ago, Jayson had sprinted from this hotel in shame, and now he was returning, being carried by there by the man who it is now confirmed was both his dad and his mystery lover.
They walked into the hotel room together.
"You can shower in there, get cleaned up," Doug said as he pointed to the bathroom.
The hotel bed had been neatly made up by the hotel staff and all evidence of the morning's sexual activity had been erased, except for the ones now vividly playing over and over in Jayson's mind.
His dad still had no idea that the one-night stand he hooked up with was still standing just inside the front door, still frozen in shock.
"I had a great time last night at the party," Doug said, explaining that he had attended a private party at one of his friend's place to celebrate his promotion.
"I was able to really relax and have some fun, son. And I think I might have had one too many drinks because I left with a nice girl I was dancing with," he continued. Jayson started to remember some things from the night before. The girl his father was talking about was one of the performers in the dance group that was entertaining at the party.
"Son, I tell you, it has been a really long time, since I had so much fun," Doug explained happily.
Jayson's thoughts drifted off to the night before and things began to come back into focus for him.
After the performance was over, Jayson had witnessed his dad, obviously drunk and decided to help him home. With the help of one of his dd's friend, Jayson got him into a cab and took him home to his hotel room. Once inside, the inebriated man pulled his escort into tight embrace and proceeded to kiss the person.
"What are you doing, dad?" Jayson had protested, as he pushed back from his dad's embrace.
The sudden push caused his dad to stumble back, and he quickly reached for the older man to prevent him from falling over.
The sat down on chairs around a small table, but not before his dad got some drinks from the fridge. They proceeded to have a nightcap which only further inebriated Jayson's dad. Before too long, Jayson himself was pretty wasted.
He managed to get his dad into bed, removing his shirt and pants, leaving him clad in only his boxers. Jayson took a quick shower before settling in on the chair close to the bed, intending to take a nap there while his dad slept.
Sometime during the night, Jayson crawled into the bed next to his dad. Soon, his dad reached over and cuddled Jayson, pulling him closer. As Jayson started to drift off the sleep, his dad moved his hand down over his body, finding his son's demi erect cock. He gave it a slight squeeze and moaned softly.
"Nice cock you got there," his dad said. But Jayson was too drunk to put up much of a fight. His dad reached into his son's boxers and took hold of his now rock hard cock.
As he adjusted himself on the bed, Jayson's dad removed the blanket that was draped over his body from the waist down.
There was an audible moan from both men as his dad took Jayson's cock into his mouth. Jayson shifted himself slightly on the bed, to give his lover a better access to his throbbing cock. He licked the entire length of his son's cock, paying close attention to the tip before putting it all back into his mouth.
After a few minutes, his dad gently rolled Jayson onto is stomach. As he got in between the legs, his dad used his hands to rub the copious amount of pre cum all over his hard cock. Then he positioned his hard cock at Jayson's butt hole and pushed in.
]"Fuck, take it easy," Jayson hollered. He positioned himself a little better to make it easier. After the first few painful moments, the hard cock in his ass found a rhythm that was less abrasive and so pleasurable, that Jayson was moaning in ecstasy.
As he got close to climaxing, the drunken lover picked up the pace and as he reached the point of no return, he made one final hard push and stayed still, emptying the contents of his balls deep inside the hot ass he just fucked do passionately.
As he withdrew his still hard cock from Jayson's hole, they both moaned in absolute pleasure.
"Wow, you are amazing," the stranger said as he fell back unto the bed. Jayson kept laying face down on the bed and soon drifted off to sleep.
The sounds of coins hitting the table as Jayson's dad emptied his pants pockets snapped Jayson out of his daydream.
"So that's what happened," Jayson muttered under his breath.
"What are you saying, son?" Doug asked.
"Ah, nothing, dad. I think I need to get going," Jayson said.
"Already,?" his dad asked.
"Yeah, you know, dad, something happened that I need to deal with. I really need to get going," Jayson said.
His dad approached him with a look of concern on his face. Jayson was close to tears and his dad knew something was not right. To save face, Jayson turned and walk towards the bathroom. As he got inside, he closed the door and turned on the shower to drown out the sounds, in case he started crying.
After a minute or so, Jayson undressed and stepped under the streams of water from the shower. The warm water washed away his tears and the sweat from the afternoon's softball game. But it could not erase the memories of the last 24 hours from his mind.
When he turned the water off, Jayson reached for a towel and as he dried himself off, he was figuring out in his mind how he was going to tell his dad what happened. When he emerged from the bathroom, his dad handed him a bottle of beer.
"Take a drink, son. Relax, everything is going to be fine," Doug said.
"No dad, things can never be the same again or be fine for that manner," Jayson responded.
"You're talking crazy, Jayson," Doug responded. "You guys won the game. You know everything is under control. Now, let's just watch some tv and enjoy the rest of the evening."
Jayson's dad sat on the bed and clicked on the television set. As the picture came into focus, Jayson sat down in the chair in front of the bed and looked his dad straight in the face.
"Dad, are you gay," Jayson asked.
The silence in the room seemed to amplify by the moments as they quickly grew into seconds, then longer. Jayson was staring straight at his dad. His dad, caught off guard by the question, was staring straight at the television set.
"Wow! Where is this coming from?" Doug questioned.
"Just tell me the truth, dad. I want to hear it from your mouth," Jayson said.
"Son, you know ..."
"Please don't try to change the subject, dad," Jayson interjected.
"I wasn't going to, Jayson. In fact, that is part of why I decided to come here this weekend, to have a talk with you about some things going on in my life," Doug responded.
After another awkward moment of silence ...
"Jayson, after separation from your mother, I have been very lonely. And yes, I have had a few contacts with men. Physical contact, I mean," Jayson's dad explained, his voice trembling as he spoke.
Jayson took a drink from his beer and continued listening intently.
"I swear, I didn't so anything while I was with your mother. And I didn't so any of this to hurt you or cause you distress or anything like that," Doug continued.
Jayson took another drink from his beer bottle.
"I was just lonely, needed that human touch and the guys I have been with have been available, you know? Friends who were around most of the time," Doug said.
"Do I know any of these guys?" Jayson asked.
"Son, I don't think so," Doug replied.
After a few more awkward moments, Jayson's dad got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom. From the sound coming from the toilet bowl, Jayson knew his dad had gone to relieve himself.
He got up from the chair and grabbed something that was sticking out from under the bed. It was his boxers from the night before. Housekeeping must have overlooked it when they cleaned the room this morning.
Jayson quickly stuck the boxers into his back and sat down back in the chair. As he took the last drink from his beer bottle, his dad emerged from the bathroom.
"So, I didn't come up here this weekend to hurt you or anything. I just wanted to open up to you, and of course to watch you play. It's been a while since I was at one of your softball games," his dad explained.
Jayson did not say anything.
"I hope you can understand what I am saying, son. It would mean so much to me. It is not the kind of thing that your mother or your sister will ever understand," Doug explained.
Jayson stood up and walked over to his dad. A thousand memories flashed through his mind. He could not understand what he was feeling; but he wanted to slug his dad as hard as he possibly could.
"Say it, son," his dad said, looking straight at Jayson.
Jayson started crying. The tears just gushed out as he broke down and cried, easing himself down on the bed. His dad stood up, paralyzed by what was taking place, not knowing what to do. He wanted so much to reach out and hug his son. But he was not sure if the tears were anger-related, or shock-related. So, he just stood there and watched as his son sobbed on the bed.
After a while, Jayson composed himself and stood up in front of his dad. Looking him straight in the eyes, Jayson's tears began flowing again.
"Son, I am so sorry," Doug said.
Jayson's dad reached out and hugged him. The older man pulled his son into a tight embrace and brushed his hand over the back of his head.
"It is going to be all right, son," he said as he held Jayson and just let him cry into his chest.
After about a minute or so, Jayson pulled away from the embrace. He took a step back and continued staring at his dad.
"Dad, do you remember who you were with last night and this morning?" Jayson questioned.
"Ye-e-ss-s," his dad said, stretching out the word. "It was a young man I met at the party last night."
Jayson took another step back and then picked up the empty beer bottle. He set it down on the small table before sitting down in the chair.
"What do you remember about this young man?" Jayson queried.
"Well, not much, was all a blur as I had a lot to drink," his dad said. "And then this morning, he left early before I got a chance to talk with him."
Jayson stood up. He walked up to his dad and reached up to his chin with his index finger.
"That young man was me, dad," Jayson blurted out.
"What? No!" Doug exclaimed.
"What? You think I'm lying, dad" Jayson questioned as he stepped back from his dad.
There was a lengthy moment of silent as both men looked at each other. None of them knew what to say or what to do.
As his dad slowly sat on the edge of the bed, Jayson picked up his bag and walked to the door.
He paused before turning the handle and opening the door.
"I'll see you around, dad," Jayson said as he stepped out and closed the door behind him.
Inside, his dad, horrified by what his son just told him, just sat quietly on the bed. He was stunned by the news that his awesome encounter the night before and this morning was with his own son.
The end. In the next episode, Jayson confronts his dad as Derrick probes his ex.
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