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Daddy Issues

Jason Townsend has issues with the older men in his life. His current boyfriend Jared is also his boss and, while the two get along wonderfully in the bedroom, their relationship at the office is tense and uncomfortable. Jason’s relationship with his father is also strained -- they grew apart when Jason came out shortly after his parents divorced.<br><br>The only person Jason has ever been able to rely on is his mother. So when she announces she’s met Mr. Right, Jason is skeptical. When he meets her new boyfriend, handsome professor Paul Everett, he quickly realizes he and Paul have more in common than their connection to his mother. The two men had slept together the previous summer.<br><br>Paul refuses to break things off with Jill, claiming he enjoys being with women and telling Jason their hook-up was a one-time thing that didn’t mean much to him. Unwilling to tell his mother about his past with Paul, Jason stews in silence as he watches his mother and Paul grow closer. At the same time, he finds himself becoming more and more attracted to Paul. When he can’t stand it any longer, Jason makes a pass at his mother’s boyfriend and is surprised his affections aren’t spurned.<br><br>Even though Jason finds himself falling in love with Paul, he knows he’s betraying his mother and he hates himself for it. She’s always been his staunchest ally, and sleeping with her boyfriend abuses the trust between them. Can Jason love a man who’s also deceiving his mother? When he’s forced to choose between Paul and his mother, the decision isn’t as easy as it seems.

Kim Davis · LGBT+
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51 Chs

Chapter 40

At first, I enjoyed the solitude of the empty house. I spent most of the day watching television, napping, drinking, watching online porn (and jerking off to said porn), eating, answering multiple annoying calls from my father (“How’s the house?” “What are you doing?” “Don’t mess anything up down there.”), and trying to read a book I’d brought with me. But by nightfall, I was tired, restless, and lonely. I kept thinking about how I’d ended things with Paul. I wished it had gone better. I wished we’d have parted ways amicably and without jumping into bed together. Having sex with him last night made everything a thousand times worse because it showed I lacked control and that I didn’t really want to give him up. I’d behaved poorly, caving to him because my dick was hard rather than suppressing my desires and talking with him like an adult. And locking myself in the bathroom was reallychildish. How could I expect to be in a mature relationship when I was so immature myself sometimes?