Joey couldn't stand it. There were tons of girls all willing to have sex with him. A couple of them even brought him into the washroom to fuck, but he just couldn't get hard for them. Joey knew they were fucking hot as hell, but he just wasn't attracted to them. He was only attracted to one person: his own fucking father. It was getting to be too much, so he turned to the bottle. He drank and drank, downing bottle after bottle of anything he could find. Eventually, he got too angry and decided to give his Dad a piece of his mind.

He stumbled home, arriving at the house at 4 in the morning. He rang the doorbell like a mad man, not sober enough to realize he had his keys in his pockets. "Wake the fuck up Dad! You're just going to leave your only son out here to freeze to death?!" Joey yelled. It was the middle of summer, he wasn't going to freeze, but he was getting very, very angry.

Jani tiredly stumbled to the door, unlocking it as he opened it and glared at his son. "Trying to wake up the fucking neighbors Joey? How nice of you to come home at 4 in the morning. And you're not gonna freeze in the fucking summer." He said, looking rather pissed at his son for his attitude.

"Don't you swear at me! What kind of fucking father swears at his fucking son?!" Joey yelled, stumbling through the door. He stared at the floor, breaking out in a hysterical laughter. "What the fuck am I talking about?! You swearing at me is just as fucking weird as me finding you hot! That's right, Daddy! I find you hot! You get my dick hard! That's why I hate you so fucking much!" Joey yelled at him. He stumbled over to his Dad. "I hate you! I hate you so much! It's your fault I'm gay! It's your fucking fault I can't fuck girls anymore! It's all your fucking fault!"

"Joey have you been drinking at this party?" Jani asked, finding it to be no surprise at what he heard. He did read what his son wrote about him, deciding to confront him about it. "So you have the hots for me huh? Tell me then Joey, why are you so angry about that? I thought it would be something that would make you happy." He said, placing a hand on his sons shoulder. "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"

"Of course I was drinking! How else was I supposed to deal with this?!" Joey shouted at his father. He slapped his father's hand away from his shoulder. "How the fuck is this supposed to make me happy?! I find my fucking Dad hot! That's not fucking normal! It's fucking psychotic!" Joey was getting angrier and angrier. "I'm fucking angry because it's so fucking dumb! Who the fuck finds their Dad sexy?! No one normal! No one that is fucking sane! I'm fucking messed up now because of you! You and your fucking hot body! You made my life so fucking complicated!!!"

"Do something about it then. If you find me as hot as you say then I guess you wont mind proving that you do find me hot." Jani said, wanting to see how his son would react to this. 'He yells anymore and I'm gonna shut him up with a kiss.' He thought to himself, figuring it might be a good way to get his son to show his true feelings.

Joey wasn't going to back down. He wanted proof, so Joey was going to give him proof. He grabbed his Dad's hand and placed it on his crotch. Joey's cock was rock hard, much more hard than it had ever been at the rave. Just seeing his Dad was enough to make his dick spring up, and now he had his father's hand on it, it was getting him even stiffer. "There, you happy! You make my cock so fucking hard it hurts Dad! So there's you're fucking proof!" He slapped the hand away from his pants. "So now what, huh?! You'll never see me the way I do, so it's pointless! That's what's so god damned frustrating! The one person I love will never, ever love me back!"

Jani had enough of his sons constant yelling as he moved his lips twords his sons and kissed him square on the lips. 'This oughta shut him up for awhile. All his yelling was giving me a headache.' He thought to himself, closing his eyes as he kissed his own son with pure passion.

Joey froze when he felt his lips suddenly make contact with his father's. He was so confused, he didn't even soak it up for all it was worth. He tried to make it last, tried to enjoy it, but his head kept swimming with thoughts. He pulled away, looking at his Dad with a look of shock. "Dad....why?"

"Because one your constant yelling was giving me a splitting headache and two I wanted to see how you'd react to a kiss on the lips. Besides I think I have some feelings for you Joey. You did happen to say that I make your cock hard." Jani said, looking into his sons eyes. "So did you like the kiss?"