ELIANO #4
"Oh, for sure. Over the years, Lloyd’s relationship with my dad kept getting worse.
My dad was to blame for it. Being faithful was a foreign concept for him, he couldn’t keep his legs together.
He had multiple hookups, affairs and was rarely home, fucking around with guys.
He worked as a home-care nurse and often took advantage of…
opportunities. My stepfather tolerated it for a long time, surprisingly patiently, but something ugly began to grow inside him.
A fury, rage… He loved my dad desperately and could not let him go, despite the fact that my dad had made him a cuckold many times over.
That darkness grew, full of suppressed aggression, anger, and resentment toward all of us.
I guess he felt used, receiving nothing in return.
My dad did not love him or respect him, but gladly took his money.
And we did not treat him like a father. I think the constant lack of respect we saw every day from our dad toward our stepfather affected us too.
We were mean to him. But what happened next can never be justified. "
I get the sense this part of the story is the hardest for Salt to tell. He lets out a long breath.
"My stepfather started drinking more and more.
I also think he had developing mental health problems. The more affairs my dad had, the worse it all got.
When he was angry, he took it out on us, so we were beaten regularly.
It kept escalating. His violence was directly tied to how rarely my dad came home.
Around that time, my dad got deeply involved with another man.
He even started hinting at divorce. And that was what killed him.
The man turned out to have a husband. The husband found out what was going on and one day caught them in the act and shot them both. "
"Holy shit," I mutter. "I’m sorry, Salt…"
Salt snorts. "Yeah. If my dad had reined in his love for alpha dicks, a lot of terrible things wouldn’t have happened.
Like, a looooot. He was selfish and vain and didn’t care about seeing our bruises or when Lloyd smacked us in front of him.
We were a burden to him. He was pretty and looked way younger than his age.
Alphas were turning to look at him on the street, and it really went to his head. "
Salt slaps the surface of the water in a frustrated gesture, sending foam splashing.
"My stepfather was furious and humiliated by the press; there were articles about a crime of passion, and his real surname had been leaked, becoming basically synonymous with the word ‘cuckold’. He wanted revenge on my dad, but he was no longer there. Suddenly, it was just the two of us left under his roof. Senu was seventeen at the time and had already matured as an omega, a striking copy of our dad looks-wise, but blond. I was barely sixteen. Then the worst happened right after our dad’s funeral. "
Salt clenches his fists.
"He got completely drunk, sat us down, and told us things were going to change. He said he was done being a fool and a cuck. He said that from now on, Senu would be his new spouse."
"What the hell?" I blurt out. "A spouse?"
"Of course, we both protested, violently.
He ignored us. He was out of control, at his breaking point, and heavily drunk.
He said he had had enough, that he had been a loser for years, that our dad had cruelly broken his heart, and that he was done with it.
He grabbed Senu and started dragging him toward his bedroom. "
"Oh fuck," I whisper.
"I could not let that happen. I jumped him, but I was a beta, sixteen years old, and he was an alpha well into his fifties.
I do not remember much. He beat me, hit my head, and I lost consciousness.
When I started coming to, Senu was holding me in his arms. He was shaking, and blood was running down his thighs. "
"Damn, I’m sorry… What an animal!"
"My stepfather was gone from the house. We thought he’d gone out to buy more alcohol.
Senu called an ambulance because he could see I was in bad shape.
They came and took us to the hospital. I begged Senu to tell them what had happened, and he did.
The hospital notified the police. Senu was examined and gave statements to make sure our stepfather would be punished. "
"Did the police find him?"
"They did. We were told he jumped off a bridge and killed himself."
"Damn. That’s completely fucked up…"
"Yeah. But what we later found out was that he’d actually tricked our dad into selling him half of the duplex just before they got married.
Dad was in financial trouble back then. He said, ‘Don’t worry, you’ll get it back.
Once we’re married, it’ll stay in the family, and you’ll have the cash you need.
’ But that’s not what happened. We found out he not only never adopted us, but also excluded us from his will.
And Lloyd’s brother ended up taking everything.
We were left with nothing, and we didn’t want to end up in foster care, so we… ran and ended up on the street."
"Dear Fate, I am so sorry you went through that, Salt. And I’m sorry about your brother. Yeah, the guy was treated badly by your dad, but that does not excuse what he did, ever."
"Yeah, and I think he knew it too. Senu told me that he cried while he was pushing into him. When Lloyd saw the blood, he stopped and ran away. He killed himself half an hour later."
"That’s just… sick."
"After we ran from the hospital, Senu suggested we go to his real father, the professor. When we drove up to that man’s house, we saw he had a whole new family.
Through the fence, we watched him playing in the garden with four small kids, holding a newborn in his arms. We decided we would not bother him. "
"That’s bad. He could have been your best chance for help."
"I know that now. But back then, we were just drifting, not sure what to do. We took small jobs, washing cars and stuff like that. Senu pushed me to stay in school. He’d finished high school with top grades just two weeks earlier and was supposed to start college.
We were raised to believe education mattered.
Lloyd was an engineer and used to beat us for bad grades.
But my brain was damaged, and I knew I couldn’t focus in class. So I didn’t go back."
"What about Senu’s college?"
"His college was prepaid by his father, through a fund he’d set up years before.
So Senu started classes, but we still had to survive somehow.
Money sucked. We found an abandoned place to squat in, total shitshow.
We washed up at gas stations. Other students mocked Senu, called him dirty and stinky.
After a few months of that messy life, we landed a beach cleaning job.
While setting up loungers at a hotel, one of the guests hit up Senu.
He told him he was beautiful and asked if he wanted to make some extra cash. "
I stay quiet. I could say something about that myself. I had been offered something similar by Bush, so I could imagine exactly how Senu must have felt.
"At first, Senu said no. He always dodged alphas. But then the guy came back with cash and literally threw a grand in front of him. I wasn’t there, cleaning another part of the beach.
When I got back, Senu was gone. An hour later, he showed up with the money, but he looked wrecked.
That guy was brutal, and Senu paid a horrible price to earn that grand. He tore again and was bleeding."
"Damn… that is bad," I murmur, my fingers making small, soothing strokes on his stomach.
"I was scared for him, but also furious. We were fighting all the time, and Senu promised me he would never do anything like that again. But a few days later, our situation took a turn for the worse. A guy from the staff saw Senu with this man. We were both kicked out of the job, me too for screaming my head off at the manager. It was a really hard moment between us. Back on the street again, no job, and money vanished fast. Senu said he had to do it again, find another client, but I fought him on it. Senu… he was naturally small, and he would end up torn apart again, bleeding, hurting. It happened after Lloyd, and after that first client. I told him no anal sex. Then he said maybe blowjobs would work. That’s where it ended.
I insisted he make the clients use condoms, so it was hard to find willing ones, but twice a week he’d manage to find some desperate asshole to pay 200 bucks for a blowjob with a condom. "
"Well, at least that. Who knows what STDs people have…"
"Exactly. So now Senu was the only one keeping us afloat, hunting clients near the gas station. I watched over him, making sure no client broke the rules or forced him into anything else. If someone protested the condom, I’d step in.
I was carrying dirty rigs, and even the alphas would run when I pulled them out, ‘cause no one wants to be poked by a junkie’s needle.
" Salt chuckles bitterly. "Also, Senu had this weird thing.
Whenever he got super stressed, his muscles would lock up, like those fainting goats, have you heard about them? "
"Yeah, but do you have it too, at least to some degree? You kinda froze like that the first time in the medical office…"
I can more sense than see Salt’s fidgety reaction.
"Yeah, it may be a genetic thing, but I have it to a much, much lesser degree. Senu would freeze up completely, paralyzed by nerves. So if a client flipped out over something, Senu would lock solid and couldn’t move, so again I had to step in and scare those dudes away with the junkie needle."
"That’s actually… pretty creative!"