I sat on the bed reading the old Jason’s messages with Edward, a smile on my face. It had faltered at some of the messages, but I was relieved to know that he might actually find happiness in my world with my Edward. I’d been worried for him, to be honest. If he was oriented towards girls, he might never find anyone. Maybe there would be a woman who wanted to be the breadwinner and have a stay-at-home husband, but those were rare unicorns. Luckily, the old Jason was gay. It sounded weird to say that. But being gay would get him bullied less than looking effeminate and gay while trying to convince everyone he was straight. Maybe he would have found a place at the margins of society—or maybe I was talking out of my arse and had no idea how the real world worked.
Even then, those were only hopes and wishes. Jason wasn’t merely gay; he was in love with Edward. They had tried to make it work, but the weight of societal pressure seemed to have forced Edward to abandon their secret relationship. They had broken up a month ago, and Jason’s thoughts had turned dark. Reading his diary and the messages between them after the split left a pit in my stomach.
Then why am I smiling. My own bro, Edward, Jason was with him now. Edward was gay, openly, and openly into me. I tried a date or two with him, but it just wasn’t me. I also found out that he was into effeminate boys. Or that he only dated feminine boys. They didn’t last long, and I wasn’t dense enough to pretend it didn’t involve me. however, I did get offended at first in his choices in men. If he loved me and love feminine men, then was he calling me feminine. We had a good laugh about it.
Many people at school had viewed us as a couple, despite me trying to chase girls. The funny thing was, while there were some girls who rejected me believing me to be a closet gay because of him. I’d actually managed to hook up with quite a few girls who were under the impression that they were getting a two for one deal with me and Edward.
Stacy was the first girl to try that, seeing it as a power move over Sophia Evergreen. Sophia was the hottest and richest girl in school, while Stacy was the second hottest. And… came from a normal family. The rivalry was completely one way.
But, disregarding that. Despite Edwards feelings for me, we’d been brothers in arms since kindergarten. I knew he’d protect Jason on my behalf, through thick and thin. And well, Jason ticked 3 boxes for my bro, he was me, he was feminine, and he was gay for Edward. So, he wasn’t getting nothing out of it.
I hadn’t realised but a part of me was so concerned for Jason. Until I read his diaries, I felt like I was the only one getting a good deal out of it. And it made me feel terrible for him. But maybe he was given just as much profit from this as me. it wasn’t just about Jason being gay, but he hated the societal pressures he’d been put under. Probably amplified more for him than any other boy, because he just didn’t like women.
I’d even found the diary entrance with his first time with mother. She’d laid under him, so he held all the power he needed to feel safe and coerced. And he didn’t hate or resent mother for it. His anger was at the system behind the need for it. Mother was simply reducing the pain as much as possible. He felt her love and safety.
The door nocked. Pulling me out of my thoughts. “Hey, brother…” Hayley called out, as the door was ajar. “Are you ok?” her prompting made me realise that my eyes were a little damp.
“Yes, sister, Just going through Jason’s diaries.
“Oh, ok, I was going to ask if you wanted to play on the console with me. Jason never played. But if your world was reversed…”
I got off the bed. I did, but I needed to use my muscles on something. I was more an active person than a sit down and play kind of guy. “I would love too, but his messages got to me a little, I think I need to do some exercises.”
“Oh, ok…” Hayley looked a bit disappointed.
“Tell you what though. I don’t have to do them alone.” I looked at her. “wanna do some calisthenics with me. We can get sweaty together in my room and drive our parents up the wall with the insinuation.”
“hahaha,” Hayley giggled. “Alright, I’m game,” she said, before a sharp squint formed in her eyes. “but wouldn’t you drench that T-shit. You~r only comfortable T-shit.”
Our smiles began small, but soon they were competing with each other on whose was bigger. Without hesitation, I pulled off my shirt. “You are going to reciprocate, right sis.”
“Ahh, brother… don’t you know a girl has to protect her chastity.” She hugged her torso in mock emphasis. Then relented. “Fine, but just because my little brother is a horny pervert.” Her T-shirt came off just as fast, and then her bra too. we stared at each other for a moment. I hate this world; I love this world.
***
Jodie walked up to Jason’s ajar door her silent footsteps had yet to notify the maid peering inside, an aroused fascination of what was going on inside. Then she heard the sounds coming from inside caused her to pause.
“Come on Jason.” Hayley called out in a heavy, sultry voice. “Deeper~ Jason, you can do it. Sweat for me little brother. You~re so~ strong~ little brother.”
Jason grunted in response, growling at himself to carry on, to go further. Jodie marched forwards straight away. startling the maid as she got right next to her.
“M, m, mistress.” The Miad called out stumbling back into the door and falling over. Her actions allowed Jodie to see everything going on in the room. Jason and Hayley topless, dripping in sweat, and on the floor. Jason doing… push ups?
Hayley was pointlessly wiping sweat off with a towel around her neck as she sat exhausted in front of Jason, her calves rested just under his arms. Watching him go at it. Although Hayley had turned towards her now due to the commotion. Jason was still in the zone. pushing down again. His muscles taught, rippling under the strain. And yet he continued. This chapter was copied from NovelPing without permission.
Hayley’s own arms looked red from muscle burn. A stupid grin on her face telling Jodie that she had been played. Jodie waited for a moment, watching Jason struggle the last few reps. It sure was a sight to behold. Her world was changing too fast. The maid sitting on the floor too petrified to move or even look anywhere than the floor in front of her. Yesterday she’d have torn the maid in half. Yesterday the maid wouldn’t even be so brazened to do such a thing. The cat was out of the bag now. The servants knew he was game now, his sisters knew he was game now. Even She knew he was game now. And he wasn’t just a prey allowing himself to get caught. Even the maid this morning. Emma, who he’d requested to be kept in the dark about his changes, he’d treated her like a toy, she’d saw it, she pretended to believe it was the maid’s fault. It was not. And worst of all he even told his parents exactly how he planned on eating her.
And for his first woman of this world, not even noon, and she’d left his room with literal bite marks on the back of her neck. She didn’t radiate discomfort, or fear, any signs of being abused by the ordeal. An embarrassed pride
Her face was getting too heated from the thoughts. Jason finally crashed. Falling to the floor in panted shallow breaths. He pushed himself a foot towards Hayley and rolled over, using her thigh as head support to look up at her. “Hi mom, do you need something? A nice hot chocolate and a foot massage from your favourite son.” He offered with a cheeky grin.
Jodie fumed from the offer. “Jason!” Jodie calmed herself. “Jason, your fiancé’s here, and wants to meet you.”
“Already?” Jason sprang up to his feet. A little too fast and athletic, Jodie admitted to herself that it was impressive. But definitely wouldn’t tell him that. “So, no foot massage.” Jason turned and offered Hayley a hand up. Then helped the maid up. “hey, cutie.” He cupped her chin with one hand to grab her undivided attention. “Next time you watch. Make sure nobody sneaks up behind you. Ok?” the maid was too shaken to speak and simply nodded. “Alright, get out of here.” Jason said, slapping her ass.
“Kya,” she squealed before running off. Holding her backside with both hands. Jodie noticed how mesmerized Jason was with such a reaction.
“Can I have a…” Hayley’s voice rang out in a sweet melody.
““No!”” Jodie and Jason shot her down without a thought. Hayley could only pout.
“Brother doesn’t love me anymore.” Hayley pouted. “By Aunty, I’ll leave him to you.” She ran off.
“Jason, darling. I’m glad you are enjoying this world. but if you want to enjoy the fruits it has to offer, the family will have expectations on you, our love is unconditional, but our support needs to be reciprocated. You will be expected to uphold duties as a son of this house hold, and work and aid the family.”
Jason took Jodie’s hands in his own, she felt how strong, and taught they were. Calloused from mountain biking and training, a feeling of safety, and security in them. it was strange. And yet warm. “Mom, I understand that I have been handed such a luxury that anyone would desire. But I also recognise you and mother. I cannot put into words what you have done for me, for doing so would do nothing but diminish and tarnish the true value of the love and support you two have shown me. Tell me my duties mom, show me how I am to honour the family. I will march for under the family’s banner. Tell me mom, where is the front line, I will return with my shield raised high or laid upon it.”
Jodie felt like she was getting all soppy seeing how serious her little man was being. It felt like he was getting ready for a battle far grander than they had planned for him, but maybe he would need that. “Jason. We need you to save your marriage.”
“Ok, not what I was expecting… wait, wait, wait, who am I saving it for?” Jason rubbed the bridge of his nose. Jodie hesitantly stepped back, confused by the question. “If it’s for the family, or me. I will do it. but if its for your Jason, no, no way. If he comes back and finds out he’s married to a woman, this will blow up in everybody’s faces. Presuming he wants to come back.”
“What? What? What?” Jason said way too much for Jodie to comprehend.
Jason let out a sigh. “Do you know who Edward is?”
“Yes, he’s your… Jasons best friend, or was, until they fell out a month ago. why?”
“They didn’t fall out. Edward succumbed to the pressures of your society and broke up with him.”
“What?”
“Jason’s gay mom. Gay for Edward. He doesn’t like women. I’ve gone through a load of his texts and diary entries.”
A pit formed in the bottom of her stomach. There wasn’t any law against gay couples, but it was heavily stigmatised against, and even without the laws, the government would put a lot of pressure on them to break up. “C, ca, can I see.”
“No.” Jason said immediately. “…Jason went through a dark patch in the last month.” The pit grew. Jason removed his hands, she instinctually tried to grab them again, out of fear, fright. Something to support her. then the warmth encompassed her cheeks. He was holding her face to look at him. He was so gentle, a strength lay beyond his fingertips, but all he used it for was to care for her in that moment. “But. And I need you to believe me when I say this. I believe Jason is in a happier place. not that he doesn’t miss you, because I believe he does. The dairies and texts show how much he was at war with his dislike for women and the pressures of society against his love for you and mother, and his sisters. Despite their crude and crassness.”
“Bu…”
“And if you want reassurance, think about my brother-in-arms—my Edward. We’ve had each other’s backs since we were little. The bonds boys form in my world aren’t like the ones boys form here; men strive to build teams, tribes, and families of brotherhood.” Jason’s tone then became more playful. “My Edward is also openly gay and openly attracted to me—and to feminine boys—although he promised there was no connection between those things. Everyone at school thought we were a closeted couple. Once, I finally worked up the courage to ask the second-hottest girl in school out, and she only accepted because she thought she was getting a two-for-one deal.” You are reading on novelping(.)com, the official source.
Jodie felt a smile tug on her lips, to be comforted by her own son, for the sake of the well-being of her actual son. It was only fair she try and tease him. “Oh, only the second hottest girl in the school. Is the hottest girl not good enough for my boy.”
“Sophia Evergreen?” Jodie blinked. “Ahh, she’s like the ice princess of the school, you wouldn’t understand mom, She had the kind of beauty that frightened people, and she was born into the wealthiest family in the town. Even if she gave me the time of day, the rest of the school would have beaten my ass.” Jodie almost laughed, sucking in both of her lips to keep calm. “What?”
“Nothing. If you’re not going to show me Jason’s messages, at least tell me one of them. A good one.”
“Ah, sure.” Jason’s eyes lit up, the distraction working. “do you want to hear a very raunchy message he sent to Edward.”
Of course he went there. But Jodie had dug herself into this one. “Go on,” she was less than impressed on the surface, but it was a bit thrilling to hear such messages from her precious baby.
“This is the raunchiest message I could find, so prepare yourself. ‘I really liked spending time with you in the park, Eddy. I really liked holding your hands all the way through it. and I hope you forgive me if my kiss on your cheek was a bit too forward of me.’” Jason looked up at Jodie with a smile. “isn’t that so sweet.”
“You bastard,” Jodie snatched the towel from him and began whipping him. Sure, a warm smile might have seeped inside her, but this brat needed a beating.
“Ahh, ahh, I’m gonna call MAIDS, ow, I’m Gonna call Abigale. Ow This is abuse. Ow.”
“Call them, brat, see if I care.” Jodie continued.
“Fine, ow, I’m calling superman.” Suddenly Jason rushed her. Jodie felt her body going weightless for a moment as Jason’s hands pulled her up by her hips, the room spun and she came crashing down into soft velvety fabrics. Her adrenaline had spiked in that moment, as a feeling of euphoria washed over her. She stared at the ceiling. She’d been planted onto the bed by her son’s strength alone. Catherine used her magical telekinesis, but this was raw brute strength. It was thrilling.
Jodie immediately got up on her elbows, staring at his stupid grin. “Jason, you bastard.” She couldn’t withdraw her own smile. His responding chuckle sending her fuming.
***
We calmed down after our play fight while I tried to dry the sweat with the towel. I needed a shower, but we had already wasted too much time. “Listen, Jason, we want her for you.”
“Aww, so heart-warming. So, how much did you make for me?” I asked. Slipping my t-shirt back on.
“Jason, just, we think you will have a good chance. Jason barely spoke to her. so, if you can do that, it’s a step up.”
“What, you don’t want me to take her to bed and turn her brains to mush.” I shrugged. We left the room to make our way to the study.
Jodie tried to growl out me name. “but only as a last resort. These are old nobles, they have an expectation of propriety,”
“Fine, how do I greet her at least. Give me something to start with.”
Jodie hesitated. “…actually, you might want to try what you did with Abigale show that your world has an etiquette of its own. And cut out the swear words.”
“But swear words are part of my world’s etiquette.” I mumbled. “Well, I suppose she isn’t a fumbling mess as Abigale, right? She should have some mental defenses against the presence of a boy, right?”
“Well, I’m hoping your chiseled frame and Hight growth will help break that. A formal meeting like this would have you showered and hidden under more fabrics. Quite frankly we’re gambling on you looking a bit more promiscuous or at least, calm and collected.”
“Oh, I know that song, ♩ Promiscuous girl, you already know, that I’m all yours, what you waiting for?” I turned to her. “Shall I try that.”
“No, no way.”
We got to the door, but before it was opened, mom pulled me to face her, patting me down, messed with my hair. Then gave a quick sniff. I’d used deodorant. But… “you don’t smell that bad, well your sweat is actually quite pleasant. But better to be safe than sorry.”