Father And Son Episode Twenty-One: Time Together.

"Hey, it's James. After all this emotional whirlwinding, I decided to take the week off and work out of the house. It's boring as hell, but I know that I needed the rest after everything that me and my son have gone through....It's been a long time since we've been able to just sit down and talk...I'm starting to get sentimental...And I'm starting to make some new plans..."
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James lay there, pretending to be asleep. He knew it was coming, so he waited. He wanted it more then anything. There it was! The door to his room creeked open and he hered footsteps going across the room to the bed. He hered stuggleing and felt the weight on his bed shift. Finally, he felt a small body plant it'self on his stomach, lean forward and kiss him on the snout.

"Wake up daddy! Good morning!" James creeked an eye open and a ten year old Lars was smiling brightly at him, tail wagging happily.

"I'm asleep. Come back later." James smirked at his son.

"No daddy, you have to get up NOW!" Lars shook his father. "You promised we were going to the park, you promised!"

"Yeah...Well it'll take more then shaking to wake me up." James smiled at his son's display.

Lars hopped off of his dad and sat next to him. "I know what to do!" Lars shoved into his father's arm, barely moving him. "Come on dad...wakey-wakey..."

"Nope, still asleep kid." James chuckled.

"Grr! WAKE UP!" Lars was about to push even harder when James lifted up his arm, making Lars accidentally jump forward, landing on his belly. "OOF!"

"Got ya!" James' arm came down and surrounded Lars.

"Hehe, daddy let me go!" Lars wiggled and squirmed under his dad's arm.

"Nope." James laughed as he snuggled and tickled Lars. "Trying to shove me out of bed, are you? That requires punishment!" 

"HAHAHAHA! DADDY, I'M SORRY!" Lars laughed loudly as James ticked him. "STOP STOP! HAHAHA!"

"Ookay." James slowly stopped tickleing Lars and let him go. "I think you learned your lesson."

"Hehe, yes I did daddy." Lars hugged James tightly. "Mmh....Are you awake yet dad?"

"Yes yes. I'm awake son." James sat up and ruffled Lars' hair.

"YAY! We can go to the park!" Lars smiled widely.

"Hold up Lars. Your going to go to the park on an empty stomach?" James moved to the edge of the bed as he softly patted Lars' belly.

"Oh yeah...Let's have breakfast!" Lars nodded excitedly. "Can I help!?"

"How could I dream of making breakfast without your help?" James smiled.

"YAY!" Lars jumped onto James' back, hanging over his shoulder and kissing him on the cheek. "I love you daddy!"

"I love you too Lars." James smiled as he stepped out of his room

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"Hey dad, what ya up to?" Lars stepped in from school. It was late afternoon and James was sitting on the couch looking at a photo album.

"Just remembering..." James smiled warmly as his son sat down next to him, kissing him on the cheek. "You know son...I don't even clearly remember when I started loving you the way I do now."

"You don't?" Lars cocked an eyebrow.

"Nope." James shook his head. "One day you were my cute little son and the next...my sexy little lover..." James smiled. "It's funny...Something so lifechanging..and I barely remember when it happened...."

"Well I remember the moment I fell for you dad." Lars leaned onto his father, nuzzleing him softly.

"Haha, really?" James wraped an arm around Lars, putting the album away.

"Yeah!" Lars thought back. "It was a bit after I finally came out to you..."

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Lars stormed in the house, nearly in tears. "Dad..."

"Lars, what's wrong?" James, sensing Lars' sour mood ran over to comfort him.

"Well...I told some people....that I was gay....And they told everyone! Everyone's laughing at me! I'm a joke at that school now!" Lars cried into his father's chest. "I don't EVER want to go back!"

"Now now Lars...Calm down...It'll be alright..." James scooped Lars up in his arms, sititng on the couch with him. "It's always hard when you first come out...I know...Jumeres wouldn't let me live it down when I first came out as bisexual to my family." James gained a sour look for a moment before returning to comforting his son. "But it'll get better as you come into your identity."

"It will?" Lars looked into his dad's eyes, his tears slowing down. "How can it? It's so hard..."

"It is hard Lars." James held Lars' cheek softly. "It's never easy to go against the grain..." James nuzzled Lars. "But if you just stick to your guns, and be true to yourself, you'll make it." James wiped Lars' tears away. "And at the end of the day, you'll be a lot happier....I promise."

Lars' eyes met his father's eyes and his heart raced. "P....promise dad?" Lars could hardly form words as his father's warm and comforting look put him at ease.

"I promise..." James hugged Lars. "And I'll always be here for you if you feel yourself falling apart. I'll keep you together and I'll keep you safe kid."

"Dad..." Lars blushed brightly. Being in his fathers arms instantly cured his pain. He felt lighter then ever. His heart raced, pumping a completely new blend of emotions twords his father into his body. "I....I love you dad..." Lars smiled.

"I love you too Lars." James let Lars back a bit and looked into his eyes with a warm smile. "There's that beautiful smile." James patted Lars' back. "You know kid, you look look so much better when you're smiling."

"I do dad?" Lars blushed even brighter.

"Yeah. Because when you smile, it lets me know that you're happy. And there's nothing I want more then for you to be happy." James nodded.

"....Dad...." Lars leaned up and kissed James on the cheek. "Thanks...."

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"Being in your arms like that...with you comforting me....giving me that fatherly love....I knew I was falling in love with you..." Lars snuggled his father. "I knew that you were the kind of man I wanted to have in my life..."

James was blushing brightly. "Hehe You really wanted a man like me to be your boyfriend?"

"More then that..." Lars hugged his father tightly. "I wanted YOU." Lars kissed James' stomach. "I wanted to be with YOU. I wanted YOU to be mine. All those dates...All those other guys....they were me trying my damndest to forget you...Because only in my wildest dreams would my flesh and blood father want to be in a relationship with his son."

James hugged Lars back, kissing him on the forehead. "Well I'm happy to make your dreams a reality son. Anything you wanted, I did my best to provide for you." James snuggled Lars back. "That hasn't changed...I'm always going to be here with you Lars. Because you want me to be....Because I want to be..."

"And I'll be here for you dad...." Lars nuzzled James even more. "Mmh.....I love you.....I love you so much dad...."

"I love you too son...." James gave Lars another kiss on the cheek. "Sooo.....Larson...."

"Yeah dad?" Lars looked up to James. James wouldn't call him by his full name if it wasn't important.

"I was thinking..." James began to blush brightly. "Once you graduate from school...that summer..." James smiled down at Lars. "How about we have the wedding then?"

"A wedding?" Lars' eyes lit up.

"Of course." James held Lars' hand in his. "I propposed to you, didn't I? Why would I proppose to you if I didn't intend to marry you propperly?" James smiled. "It's the end of summer now, so we have all autum, winter and spring to decide."

"Why wait that long dad? We could get married now!" Lars nodded.

"Your still seventeen Lars. I'm not even legally supposed to be fucking you. You'll be eighteen in November, yeah, but there's another reason..." James kissed Lars on the cheek. "I want it to be perfect..."

"Perfect?" Lars raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah....I've wanted to get married for a while now. They say a woman always wants a storybook wedding...but I wanted one, too." James smiled. "I want evereyone to know that the love of my life is Larson Alexander. I want all of our friends and family to be there, too."

"All of them dad?" Lars hugged James tighter.

"Of course. I'm not afraid of what people would think about us anymore..." James nodded. "I want everyone to know how much we love eachother."

"What about work?"

"What ABOUT work?" James smirked at his son. "I don't see anything ilegal going on between us...that they know about yet...The worst they can do is give me dirty looks. Any more then that, and they're liable to get sued." James chuckled.

"You've...thought this out?" Lars looked surprised.

"Of course. If I'm going to marry you, I had to figure out all the risks." James smiled.

"Well then dad...You've got this all planned out...Summer it is!" Lars pumped his fist. "By this time next year, I'm going to go from being your wonderfull son to your loving husband!"

"Great Lars!" James ruffled Lars' hair. "Your sure about this?" James got a serious look. "It's not going to be an ideal wedding or marrage no matter how hard we try, I can tell you that now. You can still back out if it gets to be too much for you...." James nodded.

"Fuck that!" Lars smiled proudly. "If my husband is willing to put it all on the line, then so am I!" Lars pumped both his fists proudly. "What kind of ending would it be if I just pussied out after everything we've gone through?"

"A shitty ending, that's for sure." James chuckled. "I'm proud of you son. You've really grown into a powerful man. The kind of man that I love." James hugged Lars. "The kind of man that I  want to marry...."

"Thanks dad..." Lars leaned up to look James in the eye. "Nothing is going to tear us apart. Nothing."

"Don't say things like that Lars." James smiled and poked Lars on the nose. "You know that talking like that is going to make the world implode just to make that happen."

"If the world implodes, then I'm going to be with you until the end!" Lars smirked at James.

"Well then Lars..." James stood up, holding Lars in his arms. "I'd love to continue this chat, ESPECIALLY about the fact that you came straight home without going to wrestling practice, but I'd rather take you to the bedroom."

"Oh yeah, I meant to tell you. Coach said we had the week off after all the training and practice we did last month. We got to keep up with our streches and exercises to keep fresh, but we don't have to stick around practice if we don't want to." Lars reached into James' pants, taking James' stiffening cock in his hand. "I thought I would come to you for some good old fashioned Alexander style training."

"Hehe, good! Because I've been thinking about you all day!" James slipped his hand into Lars' pants. "Thinking about you and that ass of yours."

"Well come on daddy, let's go a few rounds!" Lars fondled his father's sagging balls as the two walked twoards James' room.

"Your going to wish you'd never challenged me, kid!" James kicked open the door. "I don't play nice."

"Well your roughness is only going to make me harder, so I don't know how that's going to work out for you..." Lars chuckled as he undid his dad's pants.

"Just perfectly." James yanked down Lars' pants as he fingered Lars' ass.

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It was a bit later. James and Lars were spent, their bodies coated in eachother's cum. Lars and James both panted hard as they lay together. "Dad...Is it just me...or is fucking with you getting...more intense?...Phew..."

"Fuck yeah it is...." James smirked. "Now that I'm getting back in shape, I'm able to fuck you harder then ever." James ran his hand up and down Lars' crack. "I'm going to feel sorry for this ass once I get back in top condition."

"I'll be looking forward to it daddy." Lars smirked at James. "You know dad...Our relationship is such a dream come true...I don't even think it's real...." Lars smiled and closed his eyes. "I think that it's all one really hot wet dream and that I'll wake up. You'll be in your room and I'll be in mine with a cumstain on my boxers..." Lars opened his eyes. "But then I open my eyes...and there you are...holding me tight...protecting me...looking as beautiful and sexy as you always do...And then you look at me with those eyes of yours...and I have to kiss you to make sure it's real..." Lars kissed James on the lips. "And it always is..."

"Oh Lars..." James looked as if he was about to cry. "Don't be so corny." James switched instantly to a deadpan look.

"Sorry dad." Lars chuckled. "I'm just telling you how I feel.

"I know...I feel the same way..." James smiled. "To have you in my arms all night...Feeling your warmth...feeling you feeling me...My kindred spirit...The one and only man that I would willingly give my anything and everything to be with...It's the most beautiful feeling in the world..."

"You know dad...This is the first time in a while we've just been able to talk and hang out with eachother..." Lars smiled at his father. "I missed stuff like this."

"Yeah me too..." James smiled at Lars. "Just doing whatever with my son...I guess this week off is going to be a lot less painfull then I thought it would be...."

"Yeah!" Lars snuggled with James.

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"Man...I'm sure me and Lars needed that fuck more than ever. We've been so busy these past couple weeks, catching up with our work, helping Darius and Omar and dealing with Latriana...We just needed our time together after all that...I can't wait until I'm able to truly call him my husband. He's my greatest achivement in life and I want him all to myself. It helps that he wants me all to himself, too...Well, I'd better think of something to do for the rest of this week..."