Category: dad/Son (Page 6 of 6)

This is a repost from a Tumblr series that I called “My perfect dad.” I’m preserving these older stories and continuing to write new ones available on this site first.

I put down my phone and pinched the bridge of my nose. Well, damn. This was going to completely derail my day, but I had no choice. I threw on my suit jacket, grabbed my briefcase, and headed out of my office. 

“Something has come up,” I said to my executive assistant as I locked my office door. “I’ll need you to clear the rest of my day.” 

This is a repost from a Tumblr series that I called “My perfect dad.” I’m preserving these older stories and continuing to write new ones available on this site first.

Sir has been a great presence in my life. He took an old gay guy like me on as His special project and started me on a campaign of radical improvements—regular and intensive gym workouts, cosmetic dentistry, frequent visits to a proper barber. When I think about what Sir has done for me, I can’t help but smile.