I woke up from the ringing of the phone near the bed. I was laying on top of mom, using her massive boobs as my pillow. My cock was still stuffed deep inside her, keeping the 18 loads of cum I dumped into her the night before.
Mom reached over, grabbing the phone. "Hello?" He answered, groggy. "Alexis? What's wrong? You want to speak to Kyle?"
My head popped up when I heard my name. I took the phone from mom and answered, "Hello?"
"Oh Kyle..." Alexis replied, sounding as if she was in the verge of tears on the other end.
"Yes Alexis?" I asked sitting up, hearing the worry in her voice.
"Kyle..." She said, "It's your father..."
"My father?" I questioned, having not thought of him for a while as I pulled out of Mom and sat up. "What's wrong?"
She choked up. "He had a major heart attack last night. They had to take him to the hospital, but the doctors don't think he's going to make it."
My heart sank. My father was not a perfect man, or a great man, but he was still my father.
"He has woken up a few times." Alexis continued, "He wants to see you Kyle. He says it's every important that he sees you now. Please come."
"Okay, I will." I promised, "I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Please hurry." Alexis begged and soon hung up.
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I quickly explained the situation to mom. She agreed to let me go and help me get on the first flight there.
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Through the plane ride, all I could think about was Dad. I could barely sleep as I watched the clouds. It felt so surreal, knowing this could be the last time I saw my father.
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After I arrived at the airport, I found Alexis waiting for me with my son Adam hanging on her hip. Despite the signs she had just stopped crying, she was still breathtaking in her white button-up and black skirt.
"Kyle," Alexis solemnly greeted as she hugged me, the warm and sweet scent of her hair bringing back memories of the hours we had spent, fucking right in my father's house.
But things would most likely change drastically.
"Hey Alexis." I greeted her back.
Adam, apparently oblivious to weight of the issue rushed to hug me. "How you doing little man?" I asked with my most reassuring smile.
"Fine Kyle," He said excitedly, "daddy had to go away but we're going to see him."
I nodded and bought him some candy from a vending machine. When he was out of earshot I sat to talk with Alexis.
"How's dad?" I asked.
"Not good." She told me, "We don't have much time."
I nodded as I gripped the armrest. "I can't believe it. I knew he had a heart condition but..."
I couldn't even finish as Alexis kindly gripped my hand.
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The car ride was in silence the whole way other than Adam's laughs or pointing out something he saw. We would glance as one another now and then, but it was clear our thoughts were more on dad then us.
When we got to the hospital, the nurse greeted us. I could see her breasts barely holding in the tight uniform she was wearing. The boner I had held since the flight got harder but things were too serious now.
She told us that my father wanted to speak to me alone and lead me there.
"Be gentle honey," the nurse said, "don't get him too excited."
When the got to the room, my eyes popped open in shock. There he laid, with needles in him, the heart rate machine beeping in pace with his fluctuating heartbeat.
It was slow.
Dreadfully slow.
"Dad?" I softly called out to him, trying not to cry seeing him like this.
His head slowly turned towards me. He smiled when he saw me. "Kyle..." He could barely reply, "I'm glad you came."
He waved his hand to have me come closer, and I did.
"How's Marie?" He asked.
"She's doing great." I told him.
"Are you helping her?"
"Yes."
"With all her needs?" He said, causing him to jump a bit.
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
He turned his head towards me. "I'm not an idiot Kyle. I know what you have been doing with your mother, sister, and other women as well."
I was in shock. "But... how?"
"I have ears Kyle." He told me. "I heard you two going at it a few times. Not to mention, a little while after you came to visit, the doctor said I was no longer fertile. Then I find out Alexis is pregnant."
I looked away, lowering my head in shame. "Are... are you angry?" I asked him, which strangely caused him to start laughing.
He kept laughing, until he started coughing. A nasty, raspy cough which sounded like a bagpipe was in his chest.
"No." He said, "If I'm mad at anyone. I'm mad at myself."
"What?" I asked, looking at him like he just turned insane.
"I failed." He said, shaking his head, as I saw tears started to fall from his eyes. "I failed as a man, as a husband, and as a father."
"No!" I shouted, clutching his arm to hold his attention. "You didn't fail."
He looked over to me. "Is Adam my son, or grandson?" He told me. "And I want the honest truth."
I looked away, not wanting to tell him, but I had to. "He's your grandson, Dad and... my son."
He looked up at the ceiling and smiled softly. "I knew it and I knew about your mother. She practically bragged about it one day. I came in and she was naked in our bed, cum everywhere. I asked if she had been masturbating and she replied how could she, seeing as you had been there with her all day?"
"But that doesn't matter!" I shouted again to get him to look at me. "I may be the man that helped create Adam, but who was the man there when he cried? Who was the man there when he was sick? Who was the man that tuck him in at night? I was on the other side of the country when all that stuff was going on."
