I was back home after my first semester in college, all grown up and feeling like a man. It felt strange to be sleeping in my childhood room. Nothing had changed back home. Dad was still the same alcoholic fireman who went drinking every Friday night with the guys from work. I never expected it to happen again, not with my own father. But last night he came home drunk, crashing through the house, waking me from the dead of sleep. And then he stumbled through my bedroom door. Son of a Big Gun is a taboo gay incest story that is intended for a mature audience with an open mind.
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After Midnight Publications
Father & Son
I peered up at him through sleepy eyes and saw the silhouette of a large, muscular man, wearing a firefighter suit and work boots standing staring at me. “Hey, Dad,” I said. “Shh, my boy,” he replied, closing the door quietly behind him. It was a hot summer night, and I’d left the curtains open to let a breeze come into the room. The moon was shining through the window, enough that I could see in the wan light. Dad stepped up beside my bed. He was swaying gently in his intoxicated state. My throat was choked up in nervous anticipation.