Friday March 27
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A couple of weeks had passed since the Joe incident. Things had changed even if I didn't want to confess it for myself. I had watched gay porn this week. I had never done that before. I had thought about Joe and got aroused, switched on my computer and watched gay porn, but only one time!
After I had watched gay porn I felt so ashamed. Why does a completely straight guy look at gay porn? I tried to convince myself that I was just curious of how it looked. I had been really confused about these things the past few weeks. I love hot chicks! I've always been heterosexual, what is wrong with me!? This is all Joe's fault! He has somehow tricked me into thinking about stuff like this I tried to convince myself. It really wasn't logic, but I had to.
After I had masturbated to gay porn I promised myself I'd never watch anything like that again. I have to get these gay thoughts out from my mind.
Later that evening I had dinner with my parents and they told me they've got some news.
"You remember Karen's husband Joseph right?" My mom asked me.
I was devastated and confused by that question. Why is she bringing up Joe? Please God don't tell me she knows something?
"Yes" I replied with a weak voice while swallowing a dry piece of potato.
"Well Karen and Joseph have had some problems these past few months".
"Oh" I replied. It doesn't sound like it has anything to do with me?!
"Well Karen threw Joseph out on Wednesday. He's been sleeping at a hotel these past few nights." My dad jumped into the discussion.
"So we invited him over here tonight" My mom suddenly says.
What the hell I thought. Joe here in this house, under the same roof as me!? What the hell can I do or say. I can't say no to my parents. That would be VERY suspicious.
"Okay" I said trying to play it cool. Like I had a choice?
"As Bree's room is empty we thought he could sleep there. And let him stay over until he can find a place. He's gonna arrive later today".
Me: "Fine"
This can't be real I thought. I finished up my food and headed up to my room and lay down in my bed. This is a nightmare. It will be the most awkward moment of my life.
Couple hours later I heard the doorbell ring. I walked out from my room and down the stairs. I would have liked to stay in my room and lock the door but I don't want to behave suspiciously in front of my parents. I have to act like everything is "normal".
There he was in the door opening greeted by my parents. After a few handshakes he notices me standing on a stair.
"You remember Michael right?" Dad asks of Joe.
"Oh yes, I met you once here last year I think it was?!" He answered with a happier tone.
I nodded as I agreed with him. I'm glad he's playing along and we're like two strangers. A few minutes later Dad went upstairs with Joe to show himBree's room.
I didn't say a word to Joe the whole evening and neither did he, which was actually part of the deal we made. But I guess we have to say something sooner or later so it wouldn't look too weird!? The clock was getting late so I decided to go to sleep. After I had brushed my teeth in the upstairs bathroom I walked into my room and closed the door. I stood still for a moment beside the door and decided to lock it. I felt a little bit unsettled knowing Joe was in the room next to me so I thought it was best to lock my door. I don't know if there's any reason for it, feels like Joe will finally let me be.
Saturday March 28
th
Saturday morning we all had breakfast and everything was what I would call normal. At the breakfast table Joe and dad talked mostly about sports and stuff, which annoyed my Mom a little I could tell while I read the newspaper.
After the breakfast Joe went out and was away the whole day. In the afternoon I called Nick; he was going on some trip with an old friend of his. After that I called Joshua; he was going to meet that Cindy chick he met a few weeks ago at Bell'Amore. So it seems like I'll have to stay home tonight.
Later that evening Joe came back. I overheard him telling Dad he had to do some work stuff at his office the whole day.
Dad told us he had heated up our sauna. That was his weekly routine, getting to the sauna with my mom at 8 o'clock on a Saturday. I hadn't been in our sauna in a few months so I thought it would be relaxing to finally go. I'm usually with my friends getting drunk this time of the week.
Suddenly it struck me that mom and dad are probably gonna go together to the sauna and Joe will then probably join me!? Fuck. That will never happen. I'll just have to pass.
It was almost 8 o'clock.
I sat with Joe in the living room coach watching some idiotic TV-show when my dad walks into the room. There was a, what I would call a suspicious looking space between us as I sat on the far left and he on the far right side of the coach.
"C'mon guys, time to go the sauna. Lisa's skipping the sauna tonight so it'll be just us boys."
"Oh, okay then!" Joe answered while getting up from the couch.
Well I guess that's fine for me too so I got up from the coach without saying anything and walked after them to the sauna. I should be "safe" now when dad's with us. But nothing has indicated that Joe would try any "funny" business lately.
In the bathroom I quickly removed my clothes and put a towel around me and went into the sauna. We had a small sauna so three people would be max capacity I'd say... or four skinny people. Joe came in next with his white towel he had borrowed from my dad and sat next to me. I felt a little bit claustrophobic as there was a wooden railing in front of me and Joe only 7 inches beside me. After that dad joined us.
20 minutes later.