TWISTED boyxboy

Morning Wreck-1

Oh holy crap.....I woke up with a boner again. I think I'm pretty wierd or is it normal for everyone .

No.... not every guy wakes up everyday after having a wet dream about his  dad. His dad for Christ sake ! As in having sex with his dad.

I'm probably psychologically ill maybe mentally  or can it be spiritual? I need holy water ,maybe I have to bath in it for a whole year because I know for sure sprinkling won't work on me.

I feel like a wet chicken already, a messed up kid. And it's not like I can go straight to my dad and tell him " dad ,I'm crushing real bad on you ...I like like you"

He's going to freeze right at the spot and think I'm a weirdo or maybe disown me not to make matters worse.

Oh shit ,I'm going to be late again! Going to school late has become one of my normal routines. And I almost forgot that I had to pick up Lily today.

I'm probably in deep shit, she's going to be  bored with me. " Not today" I groan. It's  officially the worst morning ever and my guts tell me there's more to come.

I hurried over to my shower or maybe crawled there. I take a quick shower since I don't want to be late. For my boner I think you don't want to know how I got rid of it , right?

I end up wearing a tight grey shirt to display my abs, one advantage of being in the basketball ball team. I grab a random jeans trouser and quickly wear it. It's not like I'm trying to impress anyone at school.

And it's also not like I don't care about my looks, it's just that the person I want to impress is my dad, in the same roof with me not at school.

I was suddenly pulled out of my thoughts when a handsome figure stood right at my door holding a glass of milk.

" What are thinking about son....you just zoned out again"

Why is he here??? He looks graceful today. Like who won't fall for a guy with brown curly hair,plump  lips, perfect skin and blue eyes that makes me feel like I'm drowning but so calm makes me forget about everything. Like who won't stare too long at those pink lips and that feminine stature.

I guess he was supposed to be a girl. Bless the hands that created him . I remember his palms on my face one time , they're just so soft I want to squeeze it till he shrieks .

I feel a warm palm on my cheeks and I jolt back by reflex. Oh my roasted stars, I just like how his palms felt on my cheeks....

It causes a trillion butterflies to dance in my tommy some too excited they end up on my cheeks causing me to blush furiously.

"You okay son? .... you're behaving quite wierd"he asks softly. Oh no , he realized how long I stared at him, expecially his lips..   I begun to panick. I have to say something.

"I'm okay Karl.... I was just thinking about what my mom would be doing right now if I had one" I know he's not really comfortable anytime I mentioned my mom but I had to say something.

I see a slight frown appear on his face and I feel guilt wash all over me. It's my fault for making him feel that way.

"No,no,no don't be sad" I say in my head, "I didn't mean to make you sad moreover lie to you." In what felt like milliseconds his hand was on my shoulder with a smile lingering on his lips " you can always count on me ,son"

He pauses for some time and stare straight in my eyes, it's like we were having a staring contest. I look at his hands on my shoulders and back at him, he realized I was uncomfortable so he removed his hand from my shoulder.

"Now hurry up , else you're going to be late ... breakfast is in the kitchen"Karl perked up.

I look at him with an annoyed expression on my face. How can he switch moods so easily, doesn't he realize how I act around him? Does he know how his touch affects me? And he goes about acting normal as if he's that oblivious.

Yeah ,maybe it's true that he doesn't know but its not an excuse. Doesn't he know anything about psychology or body language. Is he dumb to that extent.

I storm out of the house with my car key and head straight to Lily's place. Oh shit, I forgot about breakfast now he's going to think that I don't like his food.

It doesn't matter,I can eat pizza for a whole year, like who can't. I sometimes think pizza is my weakness. I glance to the back seat to check whether my school essentials were there.

It's safe and sound, I left it in the car yesterday since since Lily is doing my homework for me this week, for a price of course.