Breaking Butt

Walter stared at the stain on the doctor's jacket. It was an off white colour. Could it really be? The doctor spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. Walter zoned out, listening to the buzzing of the lights. What was he going to do?

"Mr. White?"

"Yes." Walter said. His face drained of joy. "Lung cancer. Inoperable."

"I'm sorry. I just need to make sure you fully understand."

"Best case scenario with chemo, maybe I'll live another couple years. It's just..."

Walter paused, motioning to the doctor's jacket. He looked down, face turning slightly red.

"You've got milk stains on your..."

The doctor looked down.

"Milk? Oh sorry, that's not milk." He scooped some up on his finger and swallowed.

"What is it then?"

"It's cum. From having gay sex in my office." He smiled.

Walter felt pangs of regret. He had never had gay sex before. Had he wasted his life? In university he spent too much time studying, wasting his few brief moments of freedom dating a waitress. At Gray Matter, Walter had spent most of his time working. After Walt left, Elliot renamed the company Gay Matter, and focussed on making chemicals to improve gay sex, making him and Gretchen billionaires.

Then he became a science teacher and impregnated his wife Skyler. Raising Walt Jr. and working two jobs left little time for gay sex.

"Mr. White? You're zoning out again."

"Huh? Sorry. I've just never had gay sex before."

"Well, as your doctor I can explain it to you."

"Really?"

Walter got out a pen and paper, furiously scribbling down notes. He only had a few years left and he wasn't going to waste them. But he'd have to hide it from his wife and son.