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186 pages, ebook
First published December 18, 2015
"Son. This can't happen," Martin whispered firmly.
Marty gently force his hand down and back up his dad's length. "Buh-buh-but what if I wuh-wuh-want it to?" he asked just as quietly.
"Yuh-yuh-you haven't forgotten I'm g-g-gay, right?"
"No, I haven't forgotten."
"So, um, th-th-that...what you're doing, feels really nice."
"But I'm your dad--"
"Maybe it's because you're my dad."
"Marty, I'm not gay."
"Dad, I know--"
"No, please let me finish. I'm not gay, but...but I love you more than anyone. Probably more than I should, in fact. But that's besides the point. The point is...The point is, although I'm not sure I'll be able to love you exactly the same way in return, the though of being that close to you, of sharing something so...intimate with you, it's very appealing. Very. And, honestly, I'd be honored. Beyond honored."
Initially, it had been the kissing, of all things, which had wigged Martin out the most. Turns out, it was now one of his favorite things to do.THE CHARACTERS
"D?"Marty Quillon – From youth to maturity we watch Marty become a man and explore all that that means. And he’s kinky.
"Yeah, right here, buddy.
There was nothing perverted about the trust, or the love, or their shared history.This is no daddy role play. Nope, this is fully involved relationship exploration with benefits.
"I was just tryin' to be a good dad, Marty."Consensual, Consensual, Consensual. The challenge here was to convince the reader that father and son were in love and if that was achieved then some of the taboo connotations could be alleviated. And for me, that happened. In fact it turns out that it wasn’t the incest that was bothersome, but the adultery aspect that kept pecking at me. After much consideration I’ve decided that I wanted Marty and Martin together despite the adultery. I imagine if we’d had “mom’s” POV I might have entirely different thoughts. Then again, maybe not. There were optional paths the characters could have taken, but ultimately I felt comfortable with their decisions.
They were father and son, they were friends, they were brothers and soul mates, and they were lovers. Two men who shared an immense history, a deep respect for one another, and an inexplicable amount of love for each other.
Most people would never be able to understand the relationship Marty and his dad shared. The important thing was he and Martin understood it.
"And your chest hair is suffocating me!"
"Sorry 'bout that...just trying to be thorough...didn't realize things were quite that slick down there."
"You remember the candy cane thing?"
His dad nodded. "Of course I do."
Marty sighed. "I guess it's not just some foods I'm afraid of choking on."
Marty sighed. "I know you raised me better. But the way he looks at me sometimes... it just gives me the creeps."
"He's not creepy, Marty. He's just... German."
"That was the best first time in the history of first times. Thank you. It's something I'll remuh-muh-member forever."
"No," Marty began at length, "I don't feel guilty." He looked up and met Martin's interested gaze. "What I mean is, I look at the cabin, at our time here, as a bubble--and I've thought about it in those terms for years."
Marty nodded against Martin's knee. "Our 'real life' doesn't touch out time here, and our time here doesn't touch our 'real life'. I said before I've accepted that we'll never live as a couple, and I meant that. It's taken me a long time to get to that point, but it's true, Dad."..."What we do here is between us and no one else."