Chapter 1
Ryland woke up in his bed in Spokane and took a deep breath. He breathed in through his nose, and out slowly through his mouth, trying to make his heart stop beating so fast, telling himself over and over again that it was fine, that everything was okay, and that it could’ve been much, much worse.
He got up and looked out of the window in his room. It was still dark outside, so he checked the alarm clock that was standing on his nightstand. It was only a couple of minutes after five in the morning. The brown-haired teenager sighed and rubbed his tired eyes. After the horror—as he referred to it in his head—happened, he had been waking up very early, and he wasn’t able to go back to sleep afterwards. He knew he should have relaxed by now and let it all go, but he couldn’t and the whole situation was gnawing on him from the inside. He even lost five pounds, and he didn’t like that. It didn’t help that uncle Tanner simply just went back to Michigan as if nothing happened and that his father barely talked to him now.
Ryland put a pair of underwear on, and walked out of his room, across the hallway and into the bathroom. He froze in his tracks as soon as he opened the door. His father, Victor Lucas, was in there using the toilet.
“Dad,” said Ryland, confused. “What are you doing in here?”
His dad’s face turned crimson, as he looked at his son and tried to cover himself up.
“Sorry, Ryland,” he said in a grave voice. “The toilet in the master bedroom is clogged, so I came to use this one. I didn’t think you would be up this early.”
“I didn’t either,” said Ryland. “I’ll just wait outside until you’re... finished.”
Ryland stepped out of the bathroom and closed the door. His heart was beating fast again, as it did every time he had to face his father now. They both tried their best to avoid each other, even though they were the only ones in the house. It had gotten easier in the last two weeks, but before that it was pretty much impossible, with all the friends and relatives coming over, trying to help them out as much as they could. That made Ryland feel even guiltier somehow about everything that happened. He and his dad had to act nice towards each other, and neither one of them was doing a good job of it. Fortunately for them, a lot of people just thought that they were having a hard time and acting a certain way because of the situation they were in. Ryland tried not to think about it, but it was hard.
He heard his dad flush the toilet, and then wash his hands. Then Victor stepped out of the bathroom.
“Sorry, next time I use the bathroom, I’ll try to lock the door,” said Victor, nodding and trying to avoid his son’s eyes.
“Do that, please,” said Ryland and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.
He took his boxers off and turned the water on scalding hot. While he was waiting for the bathroom to steam up, he brushed his teeth, looking at his gaunt face expression. Even his green eyes didn’t have their usual careless sparkle, and it was all because Ryland felt extremely guilty about what happened.
The horror happened about five weeks ago when his mom dropped him off at Hidden Lake, in the state of Montana, where they owned a house. His dad was taking a vacation from civilization there like he did every year, once a year, and it all started going upside down when Ryland walked in on him jerking off in front of the TV.
At first, Ryland didn’t think anything of it until his dad told him that his uncle Tanner, his mom’s brother, was staying there with them. And then the power went out and Ryland discovered a ten-years-old secret that his dad and uncle kept from everybody: they had a sexual relationship and used the lake house to get away from everybody so they can spend some time with each other every year.
And then things got even wilder when uncle Tanner pushed the boundaries of the normal, and Ryland found himself sexually involved with both his dad and his uncle. He didn’t mind it at all. In fact, to his own surprise, he enjoyed it immensely, and wanted more, but after he got carried away and had sex with a lumberjack they rescued in the woods, his uncle and dad had to have a sit-down with him and tell him he needed to sort out his priorities and that their incestual sexual relationship needed to stop. They decided to have one last fuck-fest before putting an end to it all, and while Ryland was fucking his dad while at the same time being penetrated by his uncle, his mom came to surprise them at the lake house and saw the whole thing.
Ryland turned off the faucet and stepped under the boiling hot shower. The hot water awoke his senses, and he felt much better right away. He soaped his body up, and let the water run over his muscles while he scrubbed himself with a bath sponge. But no matter how much he scrubbed, he still felt dirty for what had happened to his mom.
When Tabitha Lucas saw her husband, her son, and her brother fucking each other’s brains out, she tried to run away, not knowing how to deal with it. While Victor and Ryland chased after her, she lost control of the vehicle by hitting one of the trees around the lake and got into a pretty terrible car crash. After the ambulance came with a helicopter and they got Ryland’s mom out of the car, they flew her to the nearest hospital where she had to have an emergency surgery done because she had five broken ribs.
After five long and stressful days in the ICU, Tabitha Lucas woke up.
Ryland, Victor, and Tanner, all three of them waited without sleeping, afraid of this very moment, yet hoping that their mom, wife and sister will wake up still, no matter what that would’ve meant for them all. They were feeling guilty for what happened to Tabitha, and they were all afraid that she might not wake up from this, but they were also afraid of the moment when she woke up and she told everybody what she saw and what actually caused the accident.
Fortunately for all three of them, Tabitha Lucas woke up and said nothing. When Victor decided he was going to be the first to visit her and try to explain everything, he was surprised and shocked when Tabitha welcomed him with open arms, as if nothing had happened. Confused, Victor talked to the doctor who explained that Tabitha had suffered from a brain injury that meant she has lost some of her recent memories, and that the chances of getting those memories back were next to none. So, the three of them were off the hook, and Tabitha was going to live.
Relieved, uncle Tanner said his awkward goodbyes and left as soon as he could. Ryland and Victor waited until Tabby was better, and then they flew her to a hospital in Spokane, and they both went home.
Family friends and relatives came to visit Ryland and Victor at their house every day, bringing them food and trying to find out how Tabitha was doing. They told everybody the same thing: she came to surprise them at the lake house, but on the way there lost control of her vehicle and got into a pretty nasty car accident. She was going to be alright, and she was going to live, but she needed some extra time to recover. After a while, the people stopped coming and now it was just Ryland and Victor, and they didn’t know how to be father and son anymore, not after everything that went on between them.
Ryland stopped the shower and stepped out. The entire bathroom was foggy from the steam and it felt more like a sauna than a bathroom. He grabbed a towel and dried himself off, and after he wrapped the towel around his waist, Ryland stepped outside to go back to his bedroom and get dressed. It was the last week of high school and unfortunately he couldn’t miss any more days than he already did.
“Hey, Ryland,” said his dad’s voice from the hallway as soon as he stepped out of the bathroom. Ryland looked up and saw Victor standing at the end of the hallway, looking at him. “Can you please come here? I think we need to talk.”
“I was going to get ready for school,” said Ryland, trying to avoid looking at his dad. Father and son had the same green eyes, and they looked very much alike, except for the age difference.
“Please,” begged his dad. Ryland sighed and tried to brace himself mentally for whatever it was that was coming. His dad was wearing his pajama bottoms, but he was shirtless, and that was pure torture for Ryland. The reason the teenager couldn’t stand being close to his father was because now that he knew his mother was going to live and wasn’t permanently damaged from what they had done, he wanted nothing more than to deepen his erotic and sexual relationship with his dad. That thought was always on the back of his mind, torturing his every waking moment. He walked towards the living room.
“Sit down, please,” said Victor.
Ryland sat down, putting his towel between his legs because he wasn’t wearing underwear underneath it.
“This can’t go on like this, Ryland,” said his dad.
“What can’t go on like how?” asked Ryland, even though he knew exactly what his dad was talking about.
“This,” said Victor. “The way we act around each other.” He sighed and looked at Ryland with exhausted eyes. Ryland didn’t notice it by then, but it looked like his father lost a little weight as well. Ryland was wondering how his uncle Tanner was dealing with the whole situation. He was probably the one that had the easiest time with this, and Ryland couldn’t help himself, but envy him. “I spoke to your mom’s doctor last night. She is getting released in a couple of days, and we can’t act like strangers to each other when she comes home.”
Ryland said nothing, and just stared at a single spot in front of him.
Victor sat next to his son and awkwardly patted him on the back. “I know it’s hard, son, and we all went through an ordeal. But destiny didn’t want your mom to suffer for our wrongdoings, and she is blissfully ignorant about what she witnessed at the Hidden Lake house. Let’s just get a grip on ourselves and move on from this and live a happy life.”
Ryland’s dick came to life as soon as his dad touched him, so he closed his eyes and tried not to think about it.
“What is going to happen with you and uncle Tanner?” he asked quietly.
“I and Tanner talked before this whole mess with your mom happened and we decided it was time for it to end,” said Victor. “Me and him won’t even mention it again. Our Hidden Lake vacations are over. That I can promise you.”
Ryland nodded. “What about you and me?” he asked, barely audible.
Victor moved his hand from his son’s shoulder as if he had burned himself. “What about us? I told you, Ryland, this is confusing you, son. I can’t believe that you want to go on with something like this after what happened to your mother.”
“What happened to mom was an accident, and you know it,” said Ryland. “But she is recovering great and she is coming home completely healed. And she doesn’t remember seeing what she wasn’t supposed to see in the first place.”
“Ryland, this is madness! Are you ever going to let it go? It was a mistake getting you involved because you obviously can’t stop! Are you gay or something?”
“No! I’m not gay! But I can’t stop thinking about you!” shouted Ryland, his eyes filling up with tears yet again.
“Well, I can’t stop thinking about you either, but I have to live with it!” Victor shouted back.
And then, everything went down the drain. Ryland got up, his towel falling on the living room floor, his cock pointing north. All the anger, and hatred, and lust he was feeling took over, he pushed his dad on the living room couch, and got on top of him, kissing him with a flaming passion. His dad struggled for a couple of seconds, and tried to push his son off of him, but then he eventually gave in, getting himself lost in his son’s kiss.
