Uncomfortable

After cleaning up, I returned to the living room, naked and wig-less and sat silently next to Diego on the couch. He and his father continued to talk as if they hadn't spoken in years, and I suppose that is exactly what had happened. Other than Diego placing a hand on my thigh, they barely seemed to realize that I was even there.

"Have you been with a girl?" Julio asked.

"Well, no, not really," Diego said. "My 'girlfriend' in high school was actually a lesbian. We did some things once...but it wasn't what you would call being with a girl."

"Do I want to know?"

"Probably not. It involved a double sided dildo and a strap on."

"Diego!" Julio snapped, suddenly looking uncomfortable.

"Relax, you asked," Diego said. "That's how I realized I really don't like being a bottom."

I stared at the television in silence as their conversation continued. There was no doubt that the dynamic of our relationship had changed, but it was impossible to know how as long as Julio was still here. Did Diego still want me? Had he ever wanted me? Was I just a way to get back in the door with his parents? He had, after all, been the one who had introduced me to women's clothing.

"But, seriously, maybe you should try it," Julio said. "There is nothing like that feeling of sliding your cock into a dripping wet vagina and feeling her start to orgasm around you."

"Dad, I'm gay!"

"I know...just saying maybe you should experiment. I just did."

"That was all lust," Diego said.

"I know it was, and that's what I am talking about," Julio said. "Just saying you need to experience straight sex at least once, not that you have to become a macho straight man. I love you how you are, I just want you to have the best experiences possible."

"But I'm gay."

"And I'm straight, but I'd let your boyfriend suck me off again, if he wanted to. I wouldn't have said that an hour ago...but I tried new things."

Fuck, I could feel myself salivating at the thought.

"Stop trying to convert me, dad, I thought we were over this," Diego said.

"Not trying to convert you," Julio said. "You're gay, I get it. I'm still straight, but I am no longer going to automatically just say 'no' to blowjobs from guys. I just doubled my chances of getting a blowjob."

"Oh my gawd dad!"

Since we had first met, even before I became Susan, Diego had made me feel special, as of I was the only person in the world. I know it's impossible for someone to give you all of their attention all the time, and rude to expect that.

As I sat there and listened to them verbally spar, I realized that it had been that attention more than anything that had made me fall for him. For years Susan had either ignored me or used me for her own needs. He had opened a door and shown me there was more.

"Don't you have a bar here?" Julio asked.

"A few actually."

"Let's go for our first father-son drink!"

"We've been sitting here drinking," Diego said.

"But let's make it official and let me buy you a drink," Julio said. "I should have done that years ago."

"It's okay, you can go," I said.

Diego looked over at me and smiled. It was the first time he had really paid any attention to me since our three way. "You don't care?"

"No, go...have fun with your dad."

I watched father and son as they headed out the door and wondered what Susan was doing.