Welcome to Camp Wannakukka! A special place for fathers and their sons. Camp Wannakukka provides a safe, relaxing environment for men who wish to bond with their young sons in a very unique and permanent way. At Camp Wannakukka, we hope that the bonds forged here will last a lifetime.
Billy is all fired up to go to Camp Wannakukka with his father and best friend. It will be their last big adventure before college starts. At the very last second, however, disaster strikes. Billy comes down with COVID and has to stay home under quarantine
Not wanting his Dad and best buddy to miss out, Billy tells them to go on ahead without him. It isn’t as though his quarantine will last forever. Mark and his Dad will find a way to amuse themselves in the meantime.
It isn’t like they could get into any trouble without him, right?
Cucking Daddy III: Cucked Son: Part 1 is a 4,800-word short story and part one of a four-part series.
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Excerpt
Mark messaged me again a moment later.
Lol. The resort staff thought I was your dad’s son.
That text came at me like a punch to the gut.
What?
Mark took a whole fucking ten minutes to answer me.
Yup! Lol. They were even commenting on how we look alike.
That had to be the biggest oversight in the history of the world. Mark looked nothing at all like my dad. He was blond and had green eyes. Dad was dark-haired and had blue eyes like mine. Even a child could figure that one out!
Mark’s next message—a whole eight minutes later—pissed me off even more.
Your dad played along.
He’s been calling me “son” this whole time.
My temper flared. I wanted to put my fist through my tablet. Dad was actually claiming that Mark was his son, and in front of other people?
“Not cool, Dad!” I yelled at the empty room.
My voice echoed off the walls. There was no one in the house except for me. Mom was at work and Dad was off in another state with Mark playing father-and-son with my best buddy. The isolation that had been eating away at me really hit home, then.
I was all alone.
I lay there feeling sorry for myself. Mark didn’t take nearly as long to message me back this time. His texts came within a couple of minutes.
Check out your Dad.
Dude, he is fucking hot as hell!