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Authors: M.T. Pope

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Chapter 33
 
Wallace
Candid Camera
May 23rd 3:32
P.M.
 
“Unnnnnnhh.” I pushed my manhood all the way inside him as I bent him over the chair. He was so warm on the inside. I paused so I could feel him as he breathed in and out as his ass muscles expanded with every breath he took. I then began to slowly pump his tight bottom until I was working in and out with ease.
“Yeahhhhh!” He threw back himself onto my manhood like I liked it. I was holding his hips as he clawed at my thighs to pump faster.
“You like that?” I asked Lex as I leaned over to nibble on his ear and lick his neck. My heart was beating on his chest like a drum. I grinded and grinded my manhood in him so he could feel what I was feeling: passion.
I took my manhood out and started to grind it between cheeks to tease him. He was reaching and grabbing trying to put it back in.
“You want some more?” He turned around and mouth kissed me. It was sloppy and wet, causing me to grind on him harder. I could feel the latex condom heating up both of our skin from the friction.
“Yes... . yes... . yesss ...” he hissed as I eased it back in. His head flung back like I had hit a nerve or something. That alone caused me to almost erupt inside of him. It had been so long since I had some. I was surely going bust a big load. I needed to badly. He must have sensed the urgency of my nut so he started to throw his ass back even faster once again.
“Wallace! ... Wallace! ... Wallace! ...”
“Huh ... huh ... huh?” I jumped up off of the sofa in fright. I looked around the room confused for a second. “What’s wrong?” I asked Alex who had a puzzled look on his face.
“I’m almost finished setting up the equipment so we can look at these tapes you got.”
“Okay ... okay.” I must have fallen asleep waiting for him to set up the equipment. I was exhausted after hearing the news about James and my cousin Tyrone. It was almost too much. I didn’t know if I could take anything else. I looked down at my pants and noticed a wet spot on them. Then I remembered the dream I just had.
“Alex, I’ll be right back.” I rushed out of the living room into my bedroom for a change of clothes and then into the bathroom to do a quick washup.
I showered real quick and got out and looked at myself in the mirror.
“Wallace what’s going on with you man?” I shook my head as tears ran down my face. I had no right dreaming about Alex in that manner. It was totally uncalled for. “James is dead,” I had to remind myself. I closed the toilet seat lid and sat down and began to cry. I wasn’t ready to believe that my baby was a tyrant. “I miss you, James.” I got up and splashed my face with some water to wash away the evidence of my crying.
“Is everything ready?” I asked as I walked back into the living room ready to go.
“Yep, it’s ready to go.” He sounded chipper. I was still embarrassed by what happened almost a half hour ago. I was a sick old man, preying on a young boy, because he looked like my dead lover. I was losing my damn mind.
“Well, you ready?” he asked me as he popped a VHS tape in the outdated VCR that was attached to something else that was then connected to my television. We both sat back on the sofa and he pressed a few buttons on his remote and the plasma screen in front of us came alive.
After a few seconds of the fuzzy, snowy screen an office scene popped onto the screen. I looked at amazement as I watched a little boy sitting on a long black leather sofa with his book bag fumbling with it. It was my brother David. I smiled because I remembered some of the good times we had as kids when we were really young. Those were the days. When we used to play together ... you know, hide-and-seek in the house, camping out in our rooms, and so much more. It amazed me how things drastically changed between us. It was as if we were strangers. In fact, we were strangers. I knew nothing about either of my brothers or any of my family for that matter.
“Who’s that?” Alex asked. I almost forgot he was in here with me.
“Professor Andrews,” I spoke as we continued to watch.
“Wow, he was a little guy,” he laughed.
“Yeah, he was.”
A few seconds later another guy enters the room and stands in the middle of the floor with his hands in his pockets. I leaned in a little to try to get a good picture of who it was, but couldn’t. Another few seconds later and my father popped back on to the screen. What happens next opens my mouth all the way.
My father and the other man began to kiss and fondle each other.
“Oh shit!” Alex belts out. “What the hell is this some sort of gay porn?” I unintentionally ignore him because my brother bolts to the door of the office. I could see him yelling something but I didn’t know what, since the tape was without sound. My father walks over to my brother to say something to him while the unknown guy strips down and bends over the couch with his butt in the air.
I turn my head to look at Alex real quick. His mouth is open as wide as mine, neither one of us is moving away from in front the screen like a normal person would do.
Then something even more fouler happens. My father walks over to the guy and sticks his face in between his buttocks and tosses his salad.
“Whoa ... whoa ... whoa.” I see Alex turn his head, but I continued to watch.
I then watch my father and this guy get up. My father pulls David, who is still at the door, back in front of the naked man. He says something to the David and then kneels in front of him.
“No... . no ... no,” I shake my head side to side. I watched the man suck my brother off. The man leans his head back and that is when I recognize who the strange guy is.
“John ... fuckin’ ... Parks!” I yell out in fury. I look around to see Alex at the front door himself shaking his head side to side. He has tears in his eyes. Before I could say anything to him I felt my stomach churning and I grabbed my mouth as I sprinted to my bathroom to relieve myself. What I just saw was too much for me. That shit was too much for anyone to see. My brother/ sister was right. I knew nothing. I did get the easy way out. I began to feel really guilty that they were abused and I wasn’t. I was even more confused now.
Why wasn’t I abused? Or was I,
I wondered.
After about five minutes in the bathroom I slowly made my way back into the living room. Alex was on the living room sofa. The television was off. You could tell he was crying, because his face was still wet from tears.
“You okay, man?” I asked with a still shaky voice.
“Nah, ma.” I breathed in hard and put his face in his hands for a few seconds. I lean back on the sofa and just look up at the ceiling in a daze.
“James is my father,” I heard Alex say.
“What?” I snapped back up. Fully alert.
“James Parks is my biological father.”
“What? ... how? ... what? ... Huh?” I stammered in confusion.
“My mother and James had an affair and James Parks is my father,” he said it as plain as if he was saying ‘I’m going to the store.’
The ringing of the phone put the conversation that we were having on pause.
“Hello,” I answered.
“Baby, they have to take your father to the hospital, he don’t look too good. I think you should come now,” my mother spoke in between tears.
“Okay, “ I spoke drily. I had no emotion for a man I never really liked or knew. I asked her the hospital and I told her that I would be there as soon as I could. I told Alex what was going on and he opted to go to the hospital with me. Truth was he looked a little worn-out, but I did have some more questions for him about the bomb he just dropped on me seconds ago. I had some questions for my mother. I needed to know if she knew about all of this molestation mess. I was boiling mad as well on the inside, but I didn’t let it show. I was also worried about how I was going to handle seeing my father at the hospital. I just might have to kill him if he pulls through.
 
 
I pulled up to the hospital, but I wasn’t in a rush. After what I just saw just a couple of hours ago, his ass could shrivel up as far as I am concerned.
“Wallace, I’m sorry about all of this, man.” Alex stated. “I wasn’t trying to use you. I just wasn’t sure how you would respond to that kind of news.”
“You know what Alex, right now I’m still trying to digest all of this molestation stuff. I can’t fault you for keeping that secret. The truth is I probably would have done the same thing. I have so many questions right now that my head is swirling.”
“Man, I would too, if that type of stuff was going on in my family. But, since we are connected in some way by all of this, I’m here for you.” He had a real sincere look on his face. It was the same face that James had when we got married and he said “I do.”
“While we being honest here, I have something I want to confess. I was attracted to you sexually. I grieved so much for James that your similar facial features lead me to believe you were him in some way. I just thought that you have an uncanny resemblance to him. Now that I know he was your father, I have to apologize for feeling that way without your knowledge.”
“It’s okay, man, and for the record, I’m not gay. Not that I have anything against that, that’s just not my scene.”
“Right ... right ... I understand totally.” I nodded my head in agreement. It felt so much better to get that off my chest.
“So whatever happens in the hospital today, I got you.” We gave each other a pound and exited the car for the hospital. We went through the normal security scanner and made our way to the floor where my family was. I looked over at Alex on the elevator ride up and he was in deep thought. I shook my head the whole time in awe of the fact that he was James’s son.
When we got to the floor, David and a lady, who I assumed was his wife, were standing outside the room. We walked up to them and Alex greeted them both and went to take a seat in the waiting room across the hall. A few minutes later David’s wife did the same. She was a little on edge I could feel, but I paid it no mind. I was here for my family.
David and I both walked into the room to see my mom and Rebecca sitting next to my father, who was hooked up to a lot of tubes. He was so frail it was hard to look at him.
“Hey Ma, What’s going on?” I really, really wanted to know about if she knew about the whole molestation thing, but I let it slide for the moment. Looking at my father in the hospital bed almost made me compassionate for him, but then I looked at my transsexual brother and DL brother and compassion became lost on me again.
“Well, his body is starting to shut down. He is loosely coherent, but it is touch-and-go. The doctors said he could go at any moment. I just don’t know what to do. I—I ... don’t want to lose him,” she cried and buried herself in my chest. I rubbed her back trying to console her. It confirmed for the fact that she could have not known about what was going on.
“I’m sorry, Ma. But maybe it’s his time to go.” I tried to reassure her. “We all have a time to go, his is coming.”
“How ... how could you say that?” She pulled away from me and looked at me angrily. She was hurt by the truth I could tell. The bearer of bad news was never looked upon favorably.
I looked over at Rebecca and David, who were looking back at me in fear. They must have known I was going to blow the lid off of the situation. I couldn’t hold it in me any longer.
“He wasn’t the man you thought he was.” I looked her square in the eyes.
“Wallace, what are you talking about?” She looked confused. It was now or never. I could see my brothers in the background shaking their heads no, but I had to do it.
“You husband is the reason your children are the way they are. He started this mess. He let some man take their innocence.” I pointed toward my brothers whose eyes had tears threatening to fall.
“What are you talking about?” She stepped even further back.
“Your husband and our father let a man molest your children.”
“He did what?” Her face was twisted. “What? ... How? ... That’s not true. It can’t be true.” She shook her head in disbelief.
“Believe it!” Rebecca popped up out of her chair and seconded what I was saying. “He wasn’t what you thought he was. I am twisted because of his sick ways.” She scowled and turned her head toward my father’s bed and then at David like he was supposed to be next to confess.
“He touched you?” She walked over to Rebecca and gently rubbed her face. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I couldn’t Mama, I couldn’t ... He warned us not to; me and David.”
“David, baby is that true?” She walked over to where David was sitting. Tears were streaming from his face like a running faucet. He nodded his head yes and he stood up like a baby and hugged our mother. He was the one who cried the hardest. I was crying now too.
We all crowded around my mother and cried for a few minutes. That‘s all we did.
We heard someone clear their throat in the room. We broke apart to see John Parks standing in the room with us.

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