Tommy parked in the driveway, his Mom on the street behind my car, we walked in with her and introduced her to my Mom and Dad. She went in the living room with Dad and Tommy, I got drinks for all, beers for Dad and Tommy white wine for her and Mom and myself. Dad ranted and raved about her Son what a great young man he really is.
I sat on the arm of the chair that Tommy was in, he and I held hands, I got up a few times to see if Mom needed help, she told me she was fine. Mrs. Anderson's phone was pinging over and over, her husband wanted to know where she was, she apologized and sent a message that she was at her Son's boyfriends house.
She shut off her phone and went in the kitchen with Mom, the conversation in the living room had turned into car repair and football. I listened in on the conversation with Mom and Sheila, Tommy's Mom. She asked how she took it when she was told her son was a gay, Mom laughed and told her she always knew, and she bet she suspected the same for her own son.
"So your okay with Tommy living here with your Son in the same bed, kissing and holding hands?"
"The other option is I never see my son ever again, he means to much to me for me to cut him out of our lives. He is one of the kindest souls I know, and your Son is such a fine young man, and he treats my son like gold. Watch them you can see the love between these two, this is not a passing thing, these two are soul mates. They even brought myself and my husband back into each others arms, watching the love they share. If you do not embrace them both you will lose them both forever, I love my Son too much to lose him and I can say I love your Son as well and the positive effect he is having on our family."
Sheila was in tears as Mom told her what she really thought, I went in and started to set the table, Mom was busy stirring pots and making sure it was all ready. Dad called and asked for me to bring in more beer. I grabbed two from the fridge and went in to bring them to them, Sheila was behind me and she saw me kiss her son in front of Dad.
She took a seat and sipped on her wine, Tommy got up and went to pee, I went back in the kitchen and she asked Dad if it bothered him that they kissed in front of him.
"Why would it bother me for my Son and his boyfriend to kiss and show affection for each other, my Son and your Son love each other very much, I am not one to be bothered by them being affectionate with each other."
"I only wish my husband could be the same with our Son." Sheila remarked.
A knock at the door, I called for Tommy to get it, he opened the door to his father, they stood there not sure what to say to each other.
"Dad, why are you here?" Tommy asked.
My Dad got up and told Paul to come in, Sheila gave him the eye when he walked into the living room, I went in and asked if he would like a beer or a wine, he chose a beer. Tommy took his seat and his Dad sat by his wife Sheila, Dad knew Paul from high school, they were not best friends but they knew each other.
"So Dad why are you here? You told me you wanted no contact with me anymore, you did not want to be anywhere near your faggot son as you called me to my face." Tommy emotionally told him.
"Paul you asshole did you really say that to your own Son? You son of a bitch? You always were a prick in high school." Dad stated.
My Dad got up while he told Paul what he had to say, he pointed his finger at him as he told him the rest.
"You can get the fuck out of my house right now if you are going to talk to Tommy or my Son or anyone under my roof like that. I so want to punch you in the face right now." Dad uttered his face red and he was so mad.
"Dad calm down please, no one is punching anyone anytime soon, they all need to talk this out." I tried to calm the mood down in the room.
Paul hung his head and started to cry. Tommy said he had never seen his Dad cry ever.