Seeing Double

So here I am sitting in front of my computer on a Saturday night surfing gay chat sites. (Saddo I know tell me about it.) Ok so maybe I should tell you a little about myself, I'm your typical only child, well not quite am 20 but I'll be 21 in a couple of months. I'm currently on my summer holidays (boring). Am 6' tall with long jet black hair, bight baby blue eyes and a Goth but I'm also gay.

Do you know how hard it is to find another gay Goth?, virtually impossible. So that's why I started cruising gay chat sites. I was on a particular gay dating site. I lied about my age and said I was 21. I could get away with it because I look older. So I thought I would search for any gay Goths in the Glasgow area. I was surprised when I got 15 hits. I looked through the profiles but none really stood out, there was couple of old pervs in their 50's trying to recapture their youth. Suddenly I thought I was seeing things. My picture came up; I thought my profile wouldn't come up in my own search. Then I looked at the profile name, Demonevil69. I thought this was weird because my screen name was devilevil69. So I thought someone was trying to be me (weird I know lol). I looked at the profile, it said he was 18 like mine but it said he was from a different part of Glasgow.

I decided that I had to find out who this guy was so I created another profile without a picture. I sent him a message saying that I was a Goth and was looking at his profile and was very interested at what I saw even if he wasn't 21. I logged off shortly afterward as I heard dad shouting at me for tea. When I got down we did the usual chat about his day at work and my day at home. I loved hearing bout dads work, he was a sergeant in the police force. He looks so handsome in his uniform. So did my uncle Steve who is dads twin brother but unlike dad he's a fireman not a cop, they decided to go into different fields of public service to eliminate confusion.

My grandfather was a cop too so, my grandmother thought they would both follow in his footsteps but Uncle Steve decided police work was not for him; he wanted more action and joined the fire fighters. Again Uncle Steve looked just as handsome in his uniform as dad did in his.

After tea dad went over to Uncle Steve's for a game of poker like they usually did on a Saturday night. I didn't mind, he was still a young man at only 36 so he still had a life. I was happy he was going out socializing. I was just happy for some peace and quiet. I hugged dad as he left, it's not strange for us to do that as were a very huggy family. When I heard dad's car leave the driveway I immediately run up stairs to my room and stripped off all my clothes and turned on my computer. I logged on to the dating site again, I logged onto my normal account to check my mail and there was a couple from my buddies. I replied quickly and logged onto the other account to see if my imposter had written back yet.

When I got logged in I had 13 emails. I scanned through them quickly and noticed a couple from desperate old men, a couple form my closest friends who were asking if it was me (god they know me too well lol). I then noticed I got an email from him. I almost fainted, I paced around my room wondering whether to open it or not. After swigging a shot of vodka down, I sat back at the computer and opened the message. He said his name was Tyler and he admitted he was only 20 and that he lived with his mom. He went on about the music he liked, he had the same taste in music as me. He told me that like me he was surprised to see another gay Goth on the site.

I wrote a quick message to him giving him my email address as it was quicker. I wasn't stupid, I created another account when I created the new dating site account. I logged of my usual email and into the new one. As soon as I was logged on I had the request from him. Once he was added we started chatting about the things we had in common. He was really friendly and we started to get to know each other better.

We talked for hours (At this point I still thought it was a mate pulling a prank) but to be honest I just didn't know what his game was. I asked if he had any tats or piercings or moles or that sort of thing. He laughed and told me that he had a mole on his left butt cheek. This was scary because I had a mole on my right butt cheek. Then I heard dad coming in the driveway, I looked at the clock, he was later than usual, dad always got home before one now it was twenty past two.

I told Tyler I had to go and I hoped to chat with him tomorrow. When I got downstairs Uncle Steve was trying to drag dad in. It seems dad had too much to drink. With Uncle Steve's help we got him stripped and into bed. When dad was finally asleep Uncle Steve and I went down to the kitchen. I poured him a cup of coffee and asked him how dad got into such a state. It wasn't like my dad to drink himself into a stupor. He told me that dad had a lot on his mind at the moment and that I should really ask him. I agreed, after he finished his coffee Uncle Steve headed home. I hugged him and thanked him for bringing dad home, he laughed and said it was ok, patted my arse and headed for his car.

When I got back up to my room, I peered in at dad as he lay on his back snoring. I laughed to myself, shut his door and headed to my bed. I was knackered. I woke up about 7am and headed downstairs, I cooked us both a beautiful breakfast. I put dads on a tray and took it up to him, luckily he didn't start till 3 today. When I got upstairs dad was still on his back, the covers were on the floor and his boxers were down to his knees revealing his morning wood. I gently pulled up his boxers and the cover over him before waking him loudly. (That's what he gets for drinking too much lol). He woke up with a start,

" What, were am I?, fuck what did I drink last night?"

I laughed and told him what had happened. I gave him his breakfast and headed to the shower, once I'd finished in the bathroom I checked on dad. He wasn't in his room so I guessed he'd be in his bathroom washing away the memories of last night.

It still bugged me why he drank so much. It so wasn't like him. I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling; my morning woody still hadn't gone down. I decided to stroke it slowly then thoughts of my dad and Uncle Steve popped into my head. God I was really horny. I sat up with a jolt, I could hear dad coming up the hall. I grabbed my nearest boxers not caring if they were clean or not. I ran downstairs to see if dad was ok.

When I got there, dad was singing along to the radio, and was heading to work. I grabbed his arm and told him we needed to talk when he got in tonight. All day at school I kept worrying about what could be worrying dad. He'd never been like this before.

When I got in that night I found a note from dad saying he was being sent to Edinburgh for 2 weeks training, he was a last minute replacement. I tried to call his mobile (cell) but it was switched off. I was frantic. I emailed him hoping he would read it telling him to get in touch with me. I went to my email hoping Tyler was on, luckily for me he was. I told him what was happening with dad, he said his mum was acting strangely too. He asked if we could meet, I was scared but thought fuck it I need to know who this guy is and ask him why he was impersonating me so we arranged to meet the next day at a park near me. He knew it as he grew up round the corner but moved when he was five.

The date was set, I was nervous as hell. Just who could he be and why pick me? All will be revealed tomorrow I guess. I went to bed early but couldn't sleep for the excitement.