Politicians Son

Part 6

Coming out

 After I made the deal with Lyle in front of Tyler, Tyler asked me if I was sure, and very determined I said Yes, Yes I am very sure, it is time I stopped living this lie. With that Tyler went up to his room to gather his things and I watched and waved as they headed off down the drive. My feelings of guilt were overpowering and I wondered how on earth this was going to go. Dad called a few moments later and gave me even harder news to process, he and the committee had decided to make the run for president.

 Some of the staff began arriving, with each arrival I got more nervous that it might be mom and dad. Mom and dad finally arrived home and were curious and concerned because I delayed my return to school, and they wondered where Lyle was, I explained that I had him take Tyler back and Lyle would bring me back tomorrow. I then led them to, and we sat in the living room with something I had to tell them, suddenly they seemed very concerned. But dad said well that’s even better we can stand on the front steps as a family at tomorrow’s press conference announcement.

 I then stuttered around a bit, but then came out and told them, that it was very probable that I was gay and I had feelings for Tyler and this has been going on for several years, at least in my mind, but physically the last year. I then apologized with tears developing in my eyes, wondering what was to come next in the few moments of silence that overtook the room.

 Mom’s eyes went from me and my frightened face to dads face, then back to mine, as she was waiting for someone else to say something. It was an uncomfortable silence that seemed to go on forever. Dad’s eyes immediately left mine as soon as I finished telling them, he instead focused on the corner of the room, as his head dropped to the back of the chair he was sitting in, he took a deep breath and focused on the ceiling corner before closing his eyes.

 Damn, I could tell by his body language he was upset, disgusted or concerned about his future political career, and what this would do to our family unit, and his future campaign or party affiliates. I dropped my head and began to cry more openly, never anticipating this type of reaction, although he wasn’t yelling or throwing things, he was still sitting quietly. Then my mom got up and sat next to me on the couch, and took my hand in hers, but still everyone except my crying was unusually quiet. I began apologizing again, when dad suddenly took his hand away from his face, straightened up in the seat and looked directly back at me and my mom. Moms face showed great concern, as dad said “Royce”…….. with an very extended pause,….”why wouldn’t you have said something sooner?” At that point I was thinking that Lyle was right, and I waited too long, this should have come out before the committee meeting. But then as I began apologizing yet again, still almost dropping to my knees to beg for forgiveness, dad said, “Royce, you are our son and we love you no matter what”. Not listening or hearing that, I began to apologize yet again, and beg for forgiveness, and then his words began to resonate and register in my head.

 I stopped dead in mid sentence and asked dad, “you’re not mad?” Of course not Royce, I’m mad at my ignorance and my stance all these years, I’ve debated this issue time and time again in my head and knowing my mind disagreed with me and my parties actions, but now today I realize I’ve been fighting this in my head all this time, and now today I know that I was wrong.

 In his defense my dad wasn’t all wrong, as he fought over the years and stayed more neutral on the subject and didn’t get involved, but today I sense he even regrets that stance was not enough. Suddenly my dad seemed empowered in a way I’ve rarely seen. He then stood and reached for my hand and hugged me, it was a deep warm hug and my tears began flowing as if a huge weight had just been lifted off my shoulders.

 He stood and approached us as he took my hand and lifted me up off the couch, he embraced me in a tighter than usual hug, our chests were pressed together, I felt his heartbeat, and I think I detected he may have been crying, when mom also then stood and wrapped her loving arms around us both smothering me in the middle. I never felt more loved and protected by such wonderful parents.

 Then dad got down to brass tacks, and he began prying at what went on in this house while they were gone, and mom abruptly got up and left the room, as I sauntered back down into my seat somewhat in shame. I was honest and told him that I really didn’t know but secretly had feelings for Tyler since we roomed together in middle school. I then did something I never thought I would and told him that we became physical with each other this semester, but it wasn’t till this weekend that we took things further than I had ever expected and then said, “Dad I think I love Tyler, and Yes we had sex”, the discussion took a turn as I could see dad was becoming uncomfortable and probably wished mom had stayed so I may have toned it down a bit. Dad raised his hand as if he was insisting I stop talking as he’s heard enough.

 Next dad proposed how we should handle this with the committee and he decided to make a call to Senator Stanton where he came right out and said that he understood if the committee wished to change their mind. He was willing to give up the campaign just for me if the party decided not to back him because of me. We obviously knew this would be a big campaign issue, not if the press and the liberal party found out, but when. They decided to wait and the senator would make several phone calls after abruptly postponing tomorrow’s press conference. Dad turned to me and indicated that this does throw a wrench into things, I began to apologize once again saying I never meant for this to happen or to hurt you.

 Dad then comforted me a bit and said he was glad that he took a slightly more liberal stand in the past on the issue when his colleagues didn’t, and we discussed ways we might use this to his advantage, possibly showing his liberal opponents he wasn’t all that bad and yet he’d probably gain more liberals than conservatives that he would lose. And furthermore he said he was hoping to convince the party that he could be more bipartisan than any previous president as part of the platform they have already discussed was bringing some moderate people into his administration. Then dad said maybe I’ll even bring some true liberals in as well and really screw up the minds of everyone by making each other listen to each other and convincing the other parties to work together.

 I was proud of dad who seemed to take a more moderate stand for gay rights in congress and somewhat bucked his Conservative Party on the issue, even if in the past it was remaining silent in some cases. He proved to me tonight that his son came first even though it was all still a secret.

 Next dad asked “and what about Tyler”? Now dad was concerned for Tyler’s well being and his reaction and if he and then corrected himself to say if we would be ready for the onslaught of press and possible slandering, what about my classmates and Tyler’s family? Is that fair to him? This is now blowing up bigger and bigger as dad said it only gets worse from here on, and repeatedly asked was I ready. I told him I would never do anything to hurt him, but I told him I thought Tyler was ready too, as he knew the circumstances of me staying behind today, and he once told me he would do whatever I felt was necessary to do.

 Dad then called Lyle and told him to stay at his campus apartment instead of picking me up tomorrow, as he explained he would have his driver bring us both to the school tomorrow, as he had things to discuss.

 The next day dad and I were taken to the school where first we went to my room and waited for Tyler to get out of his class. Dad had me text him to meet us in my room. Tyler showed up around 11:30 and after seeing my dad, he nervously sat on my bed next to me, while dad sat in my computer gaming chair that he almost tipped over in on the floor, it gave Tyler and I a bit of a chuckle.  Dad explained everything, as I then took Tyler’s nervous hand in mine and assured him it was OK. That made dad a bit uncomfortable but didn’t say anything as it eased Tyler’s mind. Tyler repeated to my dad he would be more than happy to “come out” to his family and classmates if it meant he and I could be together and only if it didn’t affect dads future. Tyler was willing to do whatever we wanted.

 Dad left us for a bit and went to the car and called Senator Stanton. Meanwhile Tyler and I talked about how it all went down, he leaned in and kissed me and I kissed him back. I knew once again Tyler was my guy, we lay down and began necking on my bed and Tyler was eventually dry humping me with his tongue down my throat, my hands were squeezing those firm buttocks through his beige uniform khakis as my fingers tried to pry his cheeks apart while still in them. My dick was rock hard as was his, we were rubbing each other’s dicks back and forth inside of our pants that I was so horny that I came, I came so much I know the wetness not only would show but even transferred to Tyler’s crotch. A quick knock on my door as we both quickly sat up and Tyler began untucking his shirt to help cover the spot as dad stepped back in, undoubtedly noticing the freshly new crumpled Tyler look, and shaking his head.

 He announced that he hoped we were ready for a roller coaster ride because it’s going down. Senator Stanton though still a bit unconvinced has basically agreed, and Tyler needs to come clean to his parents first, and we all need to meet before any announcement of the campaign goes forward. Dad gave us a week and Lyle was at our disposal if we need him. Tyler and I agreed we would travel to Tyler’s house this weekend and he would come out to his parents and then the potential upcoming campaign.

 Dad left, and both Tyler and I were overly stressed with the events of the day and Tyler already missed another class, so we just shut the door and tried to relieve the stress between us. Tyler then said, “since I already got off on his pants, it was his turn”, and so it began, I unbuckled his belt as he sat on my chest and I reached into his underwear and grabbed that raging already “hard on” and directed it to my mouth and I began blowing him like he’s never been blown before. His nut sack was tickling on my neck as I rocked my lips and tongue around that swollen choke rod of his as he shed his shirt off and leaned his hands on my headboard just enough to give him enough power to force face fuck me. As I began choking he began dirty talk to me and then telling me that I hope I appreciate what he’s about to sacrifice for me. Of course I couldn’t do anything but let out some humming moans around his swollen rod as he began creaming a most pleasurable load into my throat. My oral skills were so damn good this guy could never last long enough with me.

 Turns out we already missed supper and the dining hall was closed, so I called Lyle and asked if he could take us into town to get some food. He agreed as he hadn’t yet eaten himself. Tyler, Lyle and I sat at the small greasy spoon where the waitress knew Lyle by name and we ate and discussed my dads visit and it was like old times with Lyle again as he had the weight of responsibility off his shoulders. We discussed Lyle bringing us to Tyler’s parents as Tyler called his parents to let them know we would like to visit this weekend to tell them some news.

 To be continued