Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23984 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23984 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
I feel so dirty and nasty, and my head throbs as I think about all the videos that Gary and I made. All the filthy, private things that Brian’s seen. Oh god, they were our most intimate moments. The moments that were supposed to stay between myself and Gary, for our eyes only. They were never supposed to be viewed by anyone else, much less his son.
I hear a shuffling sound behind me, and the mattress sinks as Gary lowers himself.
“It’s alright, sweetheart, everything’s going to be fine,” my lover growls, wrapping an arm around my shoulder in an attempt to comfort me. “Don’t worry yourself too much, okay baby? Everything’s going to be fine, I promise.”
“No, it isn’t!” I exclaim, raising my head to reveal red-rimmed eyes. “We never should have made those videos because now look what’s happened! I’m so grossed out and I don’t know what to do! The fact that Brian found them…the fact that he’s been watching them…and who knows how many times too? He’s probably rewatched them on repeat all the while jerking off!” I scream, my voice rising an entire octave with rage.
“I know, honey,” Gary begins in a consoling voice, but I’m not having it. I scream again, clenching my fists in the sheet.
“Your son has been watching me get fucked by his own father in 3D! He said he loves being in the room with us, and you know what? Probably walking in on us having sex was the highlight of his short life! Doesn’t he understand how wrong that is? Doesn’t he realize how sleazy and perverted that is?!”
Gary lets out a sigh through his nose, his lips pressing together in a thin line as his shoulders slump. Maybe I offended him, but what I said is true whether he’s offended or not. What Brian did wasn’t okay at all, and obviously his son is a twisted fuck.
“You’re right,” the older man manages in an even voice. “No parent wants to admit this about their own child, but there comes a point when you can’t deny it anymore. Brian is just off, and more than I thought too. I don’t know what’s wrong with him. It isn’t just his addiction to his virtual reality games, and it isn’t just his possible ADHD either. He also…”
Gary pauses.
“He also what?” I sniffle.
My lover sighs, looking down at his hands. “Brian isn’t the only one who’s been snooping on somebody else’s computer,” he says in a low voice. “I know that my son also happens to have a pretty extensive porn collection because I’ve been snooping on him too. I just wasn’t aware that our videos were a part of it.”
I stare at him.
“Yeah, but does the porn matter? Lots of teenage boys watch porn. It’s practically a rite of passage.”
Gary lets out a bitter chuckle then. “It matters because I’ve seen the other videos that Brian has, and some of those videos are really rancid.”
That makes me draw up short.
“What? Like how?” I ask in a low voice. “What do you mean?”
Gary looks down, his expression tortured.
“It was strange, honey. I’m not sure that you want to know.”
I sit up straight, still clutching the sheet with white-knuckled hands.
“No, I have to know,” I say in trembling voice. “Tell me.”
Gary sighs again.
“Some of the videos show things like girls being slapped around, being locked in cages, jizzed on, or being forced to lick a pool of come off the floor. Things like that. It was extreme, and I wasn’t sure what to make of it.”
Holy fuck. I stare at my lover, unable to believe my ears.
“Well, so what are you going to do about it?” I whisper. “Nothing? Something?”
Gary sighs again, his expression tortured.
“I’ve been thinking about what to do for a long time now,” he admits in a low voice. His lips twist as internal turmoil consumes his soul. “Brian’s my son and I love him, and I’ve tried to understand him and be there for him the best I can, but he doesn’t make it easy, and at this point, I don’t think there’s much that I can do to help him. It’s out of my hands now.”
“What do you mean?” I ask.
Gary looks up to meet my eyes then, and there’s sadness in that blue gaze.
“It’s time for me to let professionals step in, is what I mean. What happened tonight has been the last straw, and it’s crystal clear that I can’t help Brian anymore. As a result, I’ve been looking into rehab facilities for this kind of thing, and fortunately, there is one that addresses stuff like this. The center is in the woods of Michigan, and hopefully, Nature and her bounty will help him right himself.”
I nod slowly.
“But how are you going to get him to go?” I ask quietly. “I doubt Brian even thinks that he has a problem, and I can’t imagine that he’ll agree to be sent off so easily. I don’t think—”