Unexpected

Adam Jackson Lowden, 24 years ago

"I'm pregnant." 17 year old Carina Fallon stated as she sat at our dining table while talking to my parents. I was in the hall trying to eavesdrop because they told me to go into my room. I didn't want to but being the 13 (and a half) year old that I am, I couldn't help it, especially the girl inside is the girl who taught me how to fuck and who I'm currently fucking. 

"What the fuck?" I heard my mother say. "How the fuck do you know if it's his?" She added, I could hear the anger in her voice. "You're the town slu—"

"Enough, Alexandra!" My father's voice boomed inside the dining hall and echoed through the hall where I was standing. I knew he was angry because that's the only time he ever uses mom's full name. "You don't get to judge her." Every single word in that sentence he uttered was laced with venom. I guess he knows how my whore of a mother made herself available to every male househelper we had. I know because I caught her so many times, I just didn't know what that meant until Carina showed me. "How do you know it's his?" My father turned his head towards Carina. I felt her fear as she trembled on her seat, her eyes looking down on her fidgety hands.

"I'm not sure, but I had a doctor's appointment. Their estimate is two months. I've only been fu— I mean having intimate relations with your son during that period. No one else." She said with confidence. "I'm just here to ask your permission and money for an ab—“

"No abortion." My dad cut her off. "I know this is already traumatic for you as it is and I'm not gonna let you undergo a procedure without your parents' consent which you told me they don't want you to do." He said calmly. My mom looked like she was about to have another hysterical episode but my dad looked at her icily and that kept her mouth shut. He looked back at Carina with kind eyes, his tone had changed. "I know it doesn't seem like I'm not giving you a choice, but you are underage, and since it's my son's baby you're dealing with, I want you to carry this child to term. I'm going to pay for everything you need. I will be with you every step of the way." He took a deep breath. "I'll have it DNA tested immediately, and if it's his, and you still don't want it, I'll take it from your hands and I'll decide what to do with it. The same thing goes if it's not his and you still don't want it."

"But what if, I'm not saying I would, but what if it came and I want to keep it?" Carina asked.

"I'll continue to support you until Adam's ready to take care of it by himself." He looked at her blankly but I knew deep inside he was saying "That's not fucking happening because you know that that kid will ruin your life." I also knew because it was the thought that ran over and over in my head. 

My life is fucking over.

Nine months passed quickly. Of course, all the sex with Carina immediately stopped. I was grounded in that entire time period. My mom and dad got divorced 3 months after that incident. My dad got custody of me. Apparently, the gardener, the pool boy, the chef, the housekeepers (I finally understood why mom hired all male help), weren't the only ones she was fucking because dad brought it all out in court. Apparently, he hired a private investigator and that's how he won my custody case.

Yeah, I know, how could a thirteen year old kid possibly know and understand all this? I turned fourteen by the way. Also, I'm way smarter than any kid my age. I have excellent eidetic and photographic memory plus a very pronounced echoic memory. I have high level computational and logic skills. Because of these skills, my curiosity has peaked over my early years and all I do is remember shit I don't even need to know. Snooping in my father's office tends to give me a lot of information that I want to find out and understand.

Anyway, back to the matters at hand. Carina gave birth and my dad and I are here in the hospital waiting. It's been like an hour and we haven't heard from them yet. "You want to get something to eat while we wait, son?" He never really got angry with me after that whole pregnancy debacle thing. He told me back then that he was a little disappointed in me but he still loves me, became distant for a while but eventually took care of me a little bit more than before. I guess he didn't want another fuck up from me. 

"Yeah, sure. Want something, dad?" I asked him in return. He shook his head and gave me some money to help myself to whatever I wanted from the hospital cafeteria. 

When I got there, the hospital cafeteria was already closed. Figures. It's nine in the evening already. Instead of going straight back, I decided to snoop again. I wanted to see if the sex-in-the-hospitals crap they're pulling from the medical tv show my dad and I watch was true. Well, as a horny teenage boy, of course that's what stuck with me the most from that show, and yes, I love that show. I don't know why my dad lets me watch it. I guess he thinks it will get me to think about pursuing a career in medicine like him. He's a cosmetic surgeon.

So yeah, I decided to snoop around and I got the shock of my life. When I gently and quietly opened one of the doors labeled "on call room 302", I saw the hottest thing ever. A good looking nurse (I knew he was a nurse because his top scrub suit matched the female nurse's I passed a while back) was lying on his chest on what seems to be a small bed, his ass was up in the air, behind him was a handsome doctor, still wearing his top dark green scrubs.

"Fuck, yes." The nurse moaned softly as the doctor jammed his huge dick inside his ass. "Fuck me, babe." He whispered even though I heard it completely. 

"Shit. I'm about to come. I've been thinking about this ass all day." The doctor murmured. "It's what kept me standing in that eight hour explore laparotomy." He was now going faster.

"Cum in me, please." The nurse muttered. "I've been waiting for this since morning." He panted. The nurse's dick was hard. I could see it swinging back and forth as the doctor plowed him. It was leaking so much precum, a thing I've learned from scouring the internet, searching for an answer to what that fluid is called when it leaks out of my dick I get when I'm super horny. 

"I'm coming, babe, of fuughhh!" I could see the doctor's dick twitching while still inside the nurse's ass. He was coming inside him and it was the best thing I've ever witnessed in my entire life. It didn't hold a candle to how I felt when fucking girls. The nurse moaned hard and his dick spurted out globs and globs of white sticky cum as the doctor came inside him. He didn't even touch his dick. I was so fascinated with what I saw that I suddenly moaned out loud. The doctor and the nurse had their eyes on me and suddenly, they were scurrying for their clothes, grabbing whatever they had to cover themselves up. 

"Shit. Fuck!" The nurse exclaimed as he was putting on his scrubs. He didn't even bother wearing underwear. He frowned at the doctor. "Babe, why the fuck didn't you lock the door?" He said angrily, then his eyes darted onto me. "How much did you see, kid?"

"I don't think it bothered him that much." The doctor said and pointed at my hard-on. He laughed a little. The nurse's eyes widened. "I think the little pervert liked watching us."

"Says the guy looking at my hard-on." I quipped.

"Smartass." The nurse teased. 

"It's the first time I saw how 2 guys fucking is possible." I pursed my lip and bowed my head in embarrassment.

"How old are you, kid?" The nurse asked.

"Fourteen. I'm here waiting for my son to be born."

"You're that patient's baby daddy?" The nurse looked shocked.

"Peterson, what the fuck?" The doctor said.

"That's the layman's term right?" Peterson, the nurse said. The doctor just rolled his eyes at him. 

"Look, kid. You can't tell anyone you saw us here. Tell you what. I'll answer everything you want to know about what you saw, about gay sex, anal sex and anything else, as long as you don't say a word." The doctor said. "And judging by your decisions, you really need some form of sex education."

"I'd have to be on rounds anyway, so good luck with all of the information he'll give you. I know you'll probably won't get it, but it will make some of your decisions not as fucked up as having a kid in your preteens." Nurse Peterson winked and left the room.

When I looked back at the doctor, he'd already donned his white coat and was fixing his hair in front of the mirror. "Come kid. It's best if we talk at my office." Dr. Carter Ford—as written on his coat– said. 

When we got to his office, he asked me to sit at the patient's examination bed. He got his pen and a human anatomy diagram of a dick and another one of an ass. He explained in detail what I saw him and his nurse were doing in the other room. He answered every question I had in detail and I've never been more fascinated in my life.

A whole new world of sexual exploration just opened up in front of me and instead of thinking about my newborn baby and how to take care of it, my priorities changed. I knew I wouldn't be able to take care of it and have fun at the same time so when I got back to my dad after all the education I've gotten, I knew what I had to say. 

"Dad, I want to give up my baby for adoption." He looked at me, relief plastered on his face.

"If that's what you want, son."