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Just father/daughter or when it was father/son it was only jerking off together or semi-straight, but willing to experiment smut or it was with a little cub. I decided to do fathers and sons a bit of justice by writing this ongoing series about single parent, Jamiel Alexader(Though everyone calls him James), his teenaged son Lars Alexander and the odd romance they share.\n\nThis is my first time uploading literature to InkBunny so bear with me if I do it wrong. And tell me if there are any typos or flubs of any kind. Comments are nice, too. I'll shut up now.\n\nENJOY!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "And here's your InkBunny exclusive series: Father And Son!

I have a soft spot for incesty things, and my favorite style is father/son, but I noticed that, wherever I was looking, there wasn't a good amount of father/son stuff. Just father/daughter or when it was father/son it was only jerking off together or semi-straight, but willing to experiment smut or it was with a little cub. I decided to do fathers and sons a bit of justice by writing this ongoing series about single parent, Jamiel Alexader(Though everyone calls him James), his teenaged son Lars Alexander and the odd romance they share.

This is my first time uploading literature to InkBunny so bear with me if I do it wrong. And tell me if there are any typos or flubs of any kind. Comments are nice, too. I'll shut up now.

ENJOY!", "writing": "Father And Son Episode One: United Release\n\n\n\"Hey, my name is Lars Alexander. I'm a seventeen year old alligator and I'm on the wrestling team at my school. I'm a B average student, and I have a lot of friends. I think a lot of those \"Friends\" are just leeching off my popularity, but I don't really mind. I live with my father, Jamiel (But everyone calls him James.) We live by ourselves and it's been that way for as long as I can remember. I have a mom, Latriana (If you ask my dad, though, her name will always be \"That bitch who gave me my son.\"), but she's...not on nice terms with me and Dad. It doesn't matter, though, because Dad loves me enough for two parents. In a lot of ways, we're like a typical father and son family: He works a nine to five office job that he barely tolerates, comes home and we rock-paper-scissor over who's making dinner. He's always on me about my grades, but that's because he wants me to be the best I can, I guess. He's incredibly proud of my wrestling feats, and wont' let me forget that he used to be a star football player when he was my age. Those stories are getting kinda old, but I listen anyway just to hear him talk. My dad is the greatest guy I've ever known, and I love him more then anyone else. He loves me more then anyone else, too. He fought tooth and nail for custody over me when I was a baby, and he's done his best to provide the best for me since. That's about where the normalcy ends, though. It's a known fact that I'm gay. It doesn't really matter to me, but it freaks out my opponents when a big, gay alligator is staring you down. Dad was the first to know, and it didn't really matter to him because he's bisexual. It actually helped us get closer since it gave us shoulders to cry on. That man has seen me through more breakups then I can count...It gets hard being gay sometimes, but he's always there to comfort me. I don't think I could ever love anyone more then my dad...And that's why....Well, you'll see...\"\n\n* * *\n\nJames stepped in from work, tossing off the over-shirt of his suit. \"Damn, that thing's hot! How the fuck do they expect a big guy like me to wear that shit all day!?\"\n\n\"Have a nice day at work, Mr. Supervisor?\" Lars waved form the kitchen to his dad. He loved to see his dad just as he got home from work. James would always sweat through his dress shirts and by the end of the day, you could see what color wifebeater he was wearing under his clothes. It always clung to his large, muscular frame making him look more like a porn star then the newly promoted supervisor of a bank.\n\n\"God, these kids they sent in. All they want to do is sit around looking at LOLcats all day. I understand that work is boring, but at least PRETEND your doing work, fuck...\" James sat down on the couch nearest to the kitchen and began unbuttoning his dress shirt.\n\n\"Well it's Friday, so you don't have to worry about them for two whole days.\" Lars smiled at his father, He always thought his dad's end-of-the-week routine looked like a striptease. \"Anyway, I got a date tonight.\"\n\nJames raised an eyebrow. \"Another date, huh? Still that Jake guy?\"\n\n\"Yeah. He's stuck around for a while, but I'm not feeling anything.\" Lars shrugged. \"Sometimes I wonder if women are easier to deal with.\"\n\n\"Oh brother. You don't even want to dive into any of that. Women are nothing but problems. Men are only interested in fucking, yeah, but at least you only got to buy 'em a beer at most.\" James kicked off his shoes and yanked off his socks, wiggling his toes. \"So what are you doing in there, kiddo?\" James peeled his sweaty dress shirt off and set it on the arm of the couch.\n\n\"Well since you had a hard week getting used to this new job, I thought I'd make you something. A brand new supervisor deserves more then Pizza Slut at the end of the week.\" Lars smiled as he continued preparing dinner.\n\n\"You really did that for me?\" James got up and stepped into the kitchen to get a look. Lars was just putting a pot on the stove to make some mashed potatoes. \"Haha, look at that, my kid cooks for me!\"\n\nLars couldn't help but smile at his dad's (ever-so slightly fake) astonishment. \"It's nothing special. Just some meatloaf and potatoes.\" After examining the side of the box of potato flakes, he got a measuring cup and started pouring some water in. As the water was just reaching the two cups needed, he felt a pair of big arms wrap around his hips from the back, pulling him in for a hug.\n\n\"I really appreciate it Lars. Thanks...\" James leaned down and kissed his son on the cheek. Even though Lars was the one of the huskiest boys in the school, he was only half as big as his father.\n\n\"I'm happy to do it dad.\" Lars put his free hand on top of his father's and leaned back into the hug. His father's hugs were one of the things he loved best. His dad knew just how to make him melt and the kisses only made the whole thing worse...or better. \"....Uh, I got to get these potatoes ready before I go change dad...\"\n\nJames nodded. \"Alright, I'll let you work.\" James let out a groan as he slowly released his son. \"Anything I got to do?\" He went to the fridge, got out a beer and returned to his place on the couch.\n\n\"Just take the meatloaf out around eight-thirty. You may want to heat the potatoes back up if they're too cold, but other then that, all you'll have to do is eat. Unless that's too much for you.\" Lars smirked at his dad.\n\n\"I think I can handle that just fine Lars.\" James rolled his eyes at his son. He then reached down and unbuckled his bet, undid the button on his pants and practically ripped open the fly, finally letting his his belly and bulge free. \"Aah...I love you kid. Coming home to you makes dealing with those lazy fuckwits all week worth it...\"\n\nLars left the water to heat up on the stove and joined his dad on the couch. \"I love you too dad.\" Lars leaned over and kissed his dad on the cheek. James wrapped his arm around Lars and pulled him in for another hug.\n\n* * *\n\nIt was about nine-thirty. James was watching TV on the couch, just finishing up dinner. \"Damn that kid can cook. Man when he gets home, I'm gonna have to drag that kid into bed with me, I won't be able to stop loving him. I feel so much better now.\" James had long since ditched the rest of his work clothes and was lazing about in his wife beater and boxers. He was just putting his plate in the sink when he heard the door open. \"Hmm? That you Lars?\"\n\nLars walked in, clearly upset. \"Grr...Yeah....\" He huffed over to the couch and plopped down.\n\n\"Lars, what happened?\" James hurried over to his son.\n\n\"That fucker!\" Lars snarled.\n\nJames sat down next to Lars. \"What? What did he do?\"\n\nLars started to calm down a bit. \"Jake, as it turns out, was only interested in sex. When I turned down his offer, he got up and left! What did he think I was, some kind of slut!?\" Lars started to get riled up again. \"It just pisses me off thinking about it!\" Lars felt as if he was about to explode, but he felt those big familiar arms grab hold of him.\n\n\"Calm down son...\" James pulled Lars onto his lap and hugged him tightly. \"Don't let some asshat like that get to you...\"\n\n\"Yeah but...\" Feeling warm and protected in his father's arms, Lars finally let his tears free. \"But...I wanted this one to work so badly....\" Lars sobbed into his father's chest. \"People like to assume I'm just some kind of asshole like all the other jocks at school, but I am looking for something more then sex...\"\n\nJames rubbed his son's back, letting him cry out his frustrations. \"I know son, I know...Your one of the most loving guys I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. Any man would be lucky to have you if they only knew....\"\n\nLars started to calm down, his tears clearing up. \"You think so?\"\n\nJames nodded. \"I know so. In fact, I was saving this for when you got home...\" James leaned in to kiss him on the forehead.\n\n\"Hmm?\" Lars looked up to see what his dad was talking about. Not being able to stop in time, James' lips met Lars' in a kiss.\n\nJames pulled back. \"Oh, whoops...\"\n\nLars blushed a bit. \"Oops, sorry dad...\"\n\nThe two looked each other in the eyes, not sure what to do now....\n\n\"D-dad?...I...think I...\" Not wanting to speak any longer, Lars leaned up.\n\n\"L-Lars....I...I...\" At a loss for words, James could only move one of his hands to his son's cheek before leaning in and kissing him.\n\nOvertaken by emotions, Lars leaned in to the kiss, opening his mouth to let James in. James let his tongue explore his son's mouth as his hands moved lower, coming to rest on his son's behind. In response, Lars reached under his father's wifebeater and ran his hands along his muscular chest. After a few minutes of this, they finally broke the kiss.\n\n\"Phew! That was...incredible...Dad....\" Lars found himself planted directly in his father's lap, straddling his thighs.\n\n\"Lars....I don't know what came over me....it's just....Oh shit...this is wrong...\" James grew more tense and nervous as time passed.\n\n\"What's wrong dad?\" Lars looked up at his father with a worried look.\n\n\"D-don't look at me like that! ....Not with those beautiful eyes of yours...Grr, it's too late to turn back....Son, forgive me, but for a long time...I've...loved you more then a father should love...his son...\" James face turned red as he spoke.\n\nLars was shocked. His father never blushed. His father never stumbled over his words....Could he really be in love with his son? \"Dad....I...I know how you feel....I feel the same way about you...\"\n\nJames was taken back by this. \"You WHAT!? You mean...your IN love...with me?\" James tried to keep a serious, stoic look, but the relief he felt bubbled up to the surface, locking him into a wide smile.\n\n\"Yeah...I've kept it to myself for so long because I wasn't sure how you felt...Your the sexiest man I know...Your the kindest, most hard working and the most loving person I've ever met. It's wrong to think things like that about your dad, but fuck, I can't help it...\" Lars leaned onto his father.\n\nJames tightened his loose grip on Lars. \"I've watched you grow from a sweet baby boy...to a wonderful man....I've gotten nothing but shit from everyone I try to get close to, but not from you. You've been here for me...to love me...I don't think I could keep going without you son....So we're just going to have to deal with these feelings...\"\n\nLars laid in James lap for a long time before looking up into his father's eyes. \"If we both love each other in that way then....why don't we....\"\n\n\"You mean...We become boyfriends? Father and son. Boyfriends? That's about as taboo as you can possibly get.\" James thought it over.\n\nLars gave his father a smirk. \"Dad, you haven't stopped smiling at me since I told you how I feel...\" Lars leaned up and kissed his dad on the cheek. \"We don't have to tell anyone...As far as anyone knows, we're just a loving father and son...\"\n\nJames rolled the idea around in his head. \"I...don't know....I'll be able to think this through better in the morning....\"\n\n\"Alright dad...\" Lars got off of his father's lap, not bringing attention to the tent in his father's boxers that he had been resting on since they kissed. \"I understand...\" Lars started to walk away when his dad grabbed his hand and pulled him back into his arms.\n\n\"Lars...No matter what happens from here, your still my son and I love you.\" He gave his son a kiss on the cheek before letting him go off to his room.\n\nLater that night, Lars lay restless in his bed. The rage he felt about what's-his-name had been completely converted into an unstoppable love...passion...lust....for the man who gave him life. He knew it was wrong, but it didn't stop him. \"Rrr....Fuck it....\" Lars rose out of his bed, clad in nothing but boxers. He slowly walked out of his room, taking note of the clock on his wall. He could barely make out that it was about one...something...\"I don't care about what people think....I just want to be with him...I want my dad....\" Lars stumbled out of his room, taking the long walk down the hall to his father's room. The door was cracked, so Lars barely opened it up enough to slither his way in. There in the bed he saw his dad. Sprawled out so that you could take in every inch of his body, his chest moving up and down as he breathed. Lars couldn't help but admire his father, longing to be with him. \"D-dad...\" Lars mumbled, in a barely audible voice.\n\n\"Lars?\" James still had his eyes closed, and didn't move an inch, but it was clear from the strength of his voice that he was nowhere near sleeping. \"What's wrong?\"\n\nLars scratched the back of his head, not expecting his dad to be up. \"Well, I'm still kinda pissed about what happened on that date. I can't sleep...\" The dim light hid the goofy \"I'm lying\" face he would make whenever he tried to tell his father a blatant lie.\n\n\"Well come lay with me. I can't sleep either...\" James held out a hand to Lars, the dim light hiding how much he was blushing. He knew his son would see through him. His son knew him better then anyone. His son would clearly know that he was desperate to feel the love of his life in his arms again...\n\n\"Okay dad..thanks.\" Lars held on to James' hand and James yanked Lars down onto the bed. \"Hey!\" Before he knew it, his father's hands were running up and down his back, his body grinding against his sons. He nuzzled his son, leaving kisses on his neck.\n\n\"I'm sorry Lars. I just wanted to get you in my arms again...I'm still not sure about this whole thing with us but I know that tonight...I want you here with me...\" James caressed his sons face. \"I love you Lars....\"\n\nLars was so happy he could burst. He hugged James tightly and left kisses on both his cheeks. \"I love you too dad...\" With that, the two began passionately kissing, moaning all the way through as the pent-up emotions from not only earlier that night, but years before started to pour out into each other. At one point, Lars could swear he felt tears coming from his father's eyes, but he knew they were tears of joy. \"Dad...I don't care what anyone says, this feels good to me...\"\n\nJames nodded. \"It does feel good...To get all this love out after so long...\" James trailed off as he felt a hand running along the waistband of his boxers. \"Lars? What are you...\"\n\nLars moved in close, so that James could see his eyes even in the darkness. \"We've come this far dad...Why don't we take it all the way?\" Lars' hand slid into his fathers boxers, and he ran his hand across his dad's inner thigh, moving closer and closer to his father's loins. While he moved closer, he also hesitated, waiting for permission. \"That way, I can show you just how much I love you...:\"\n\nJames looked his son in the eyes and saw his sincerity. He smiled warmly at his son. \"Lars....I've never loved you more then I do in this moment...It's kind of strange, but I feel proud of you right now. I can see in your eyes that you mean every word your saying...You've really grown into an honest and loving man....But enough of this sentimental talk...\" James slipped his hand down into his son's underwear, firmly gripping his butt. \"Let's fuck...\"\n\n\"Alright!\" Without any more hesitation, Lars practically ripped his father's boxers off, revealing the rigid, ten inch cock and heavy, swaying balls, already leaking pre and ready for action. \"I...don't think I've ever got a good look at your cock when it was hard before dad...It's HUGE!\"\n\nJames smirked at his son. \"Well you need a good fucking stick to make a son like you. Is it too big for you to handle?\"\n\nLars shook his head. \"No dad, it's PERFECT! And it's all mine, too!\" Without another word, Lars stuffed his father's cock into him mouth, sending a jolt of pleasure up his spine.\n\n\"Sh-shit Lars. Your a cock eating pro! That's my boy!\" While Lars continued to suck on his cock, James turned his attention to Lars' behind, spreading his cheeks apart and using his middle finger to rub and massage his asshole. \"You ever been fucked before son?\"\n\nLars nodded. \"Myeahf, Aff few timfs...\"\n\n\"Don't talk with your mouth full Lars.\" James said in a stern voice. \"Especially when you suck dick so good...\" James began rubbing and fondling Lars' eight inch cock and balls, also stiff and leaking pre-cum. \"Hehe, your coming along son. Almost as big as daddy. I bet people beat off to you when you aren't looking in the locker room.\"\n\nLars blushed, giving his father's balls a playful tug to show his appreciation.\n\n\"Ooh, alright then Lars. Let go of daddy's dick for a second...\" James pulled out of his son's mouth, his cock coated in drool and his own precum.\n\n\"Aww dad, I want to suck your dick some more! It taste so good, I could suck on it all day!\" Lars huffed a bit.\n\nJames laid back, letting his cock stand up proudly as he played with the cum and drool it was glazed in. \"Well, I WAS going to fuck your brains out, but since you seem to want to suck me off all the way through...\"\n\nLars immediately crawled over to his father, more ready then he'd ever been in his life. \"Oh, well then let's do that instead!\" Lars hopped over James' cock, sitting just before it and letting it rest between his cheeks.\n\n\"You don't wan to use a condom or anything son?\" James was thrown a bit off by his son's egarness.\n\n\"Dad...I meant every word I've said to you....I want to be with you...No nothing...Just fuck me....No, don't fuck me....Make love to me...\" Lars kissed his dad sweetly on the lips.\n\n\"Lars....Fuck Lars...I just thought....If I go through with this....if I make love to you...There's no turning back...Are you really sure Lars?\" James was more nervous then he'd ever been in his life. He wanted so badly to become one with his son, but he also wanted what was best for his son.\n\n\"Dad...I don't ever want anyone else. I don't ever want to be apart from you. I'm giving you my body. My everything. I'm yours....\" Lars held his father's large hand in his. \"Take me dad...\"\n\nThat was all James needed. \"Okay son...Your mine and I'm yours...\" James positioned his cock at Lars' opening, begging to break through. \"Forever...\" With that, he pushed the head of his cock into his son's hole.\n\n\"AAH! DAD....\" Lars wasn't used to taking such a big cock.\n\n\"Hey kiddo, Your pretty damn tight. What kind of needle-dicks have you been letting inside you? It's like your still a virgin or something.!\" James carefully piloted his cock, doing his best to fill his son with the least amount of pain.\n\n\"Ugh...I haven't exactly done this in a while. I was still a kid last time....\" Lars was overcome with pain, pleasure and most of all, love. \"But if you say I'm like a virgin, then take my virginity. You can have that, too...if I can have you...\"\n\nJames was beaming as he continued to fill his son. \"I'm honored that you chose me to give your virginity to son...I'll be sure to not let it go to waste...\" His cock was finally buried all the way inside his son. \"There...Daddy's all the way in. How's it feel Lars?\"\n\nLars was in heaven. It hurt like hell, yes, but just being connected to his father in such an intimate way drove him wild. \"Dad! It's fucking incredible! I've never felt anything like this before! I'm so full...\"\n\n\"Well, this is the biggest cock you've ever taken son..\" James ran his hand across his son's cheek as he enjoyed the feel of his son on his cock.\n\n\"No, that's not what I mean...\" Lars took his dad's hand an held it softly. \"It's my heart that's full...\" \n\nJames couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. \"That was just corny Lars....\" He gained a warm smile. \"But those were the sweetest words I've ever heard.\" The sun started to rise, filling the room with a blue glow. \"Now, are you used to having daddy inside you?\" Lars only nodded. \"Well then, lover, let's make this house shake!\" James pulled his cock almost all the way out of his son then slammed it back in, sending a blast of pleasure through Lars unlike anything he's ever felt before.\n\n\"Oh FUCK! DAAAAAD!\" Lars could only lay on his dad's chest, overcome with emotion and pleasure as his dad made love to him. \"OH GOD, I LOVE YOU DAD!\"\n\n\"I LOVE YOU TOO LARS!\" James pounded Lars' ass, filling their room with the sound of flesh slapping together, moaning, cries of pleasure and filling the air with the musk of love making. The sun started to fill the room with rays of light as James grew close to erupting. \"OH SHIT SON, I'M CLOSE...WHAT ABOUT YOU?\n\n\"I'm close, too dad!\" Lars' cock bounced and throbbed, ready to burst.\n\n\"Okay, then let's do this together Lars!\" James swiftly took a hold of his son's cock. \"Ready for the final push!?\"\n\nLars was shaking with the energy flowing through him. \"Ready dad...\" With that, James pounding increased in speed as he started beating off his son in unison. Lars could feel his dad's cock bobbing and throbbing inside him. Every thrust being more volatile then the last.\n\n\"Here it comes Lars! Here it comes!\" James could feel his shaft starting to fill with seed.\n\n\"Cum inside me dad! Fill me up even more with your cum!\" Lars panted, on the verge of begging.\n\n\"Ooh...AAAH....AAAAAAAUGH!\" With a loud growl, James unleashed his load into Lars. Jet streams of cum coated Lars' insides.\n\n\"AAH! DADDY!\" Lars couldn't handle anymore, He shot ropes of cum onto his father's face.\n\n\"Aah....oh...fuuuuuck...\" James panted heavily, trying to catch his breath. He felt streams of pent-up cum leaking out of Lars' ass onto his balls, but he didn't dare pull out. \"I've never made love with anyone like that before....We really are made for each other, aren't we?\" James cuddled with his son.\n\n\"Yeah dad...\" Lars leaned up and licked some of the cum off of his dad's face. \"Hehe, sorry....\" Before he could even think of swallowing his own, his dad pulled him in for a passionate kiss, swapping the cum between their tongues over and over again.\n\n\"Mmh....Let's get some sleep...lover...\" James held Lars in his arms softly.\n\n\"Okay...lover...\" With that, the two drifted off to sleep...\n\n* * *\n\nLars awoke what felt like an eternity later. The first thing to catch his attention was the smell of raunchy sex in the air. Was it a dream? Did he dream all of that? He wasn't able to dwell on the idea long before the numbness of sleep gave way to the soreness of a well worked-over asshole. He opened his eyes and looked around. He looked down and saw that the bed was absolutely soaked in their cum. It really did happen. He looked around and saw his father's cock had softened and lay limp against his ass. He then turned himself around and looked at his dad. He still saw his loving father, but now he saw more. He saw a kindred spirit. He saw a warm and loving protector. He saw the man he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Here in his arms, he didn't feel wrong, he didn't feel taboo, he felt absolutely right. He felt like this was how it was meant to be. He couldn't help but give his dad a sweet kiss, waking him up.\n\n\"Hmm?...Ugh...Oh...hey Lars...Did you sleep well?\" Waking up to a kiss from his son felt good to James. He couldn't help but smile. It was the happiest he had ever been in his life. As long as his son lay there with him, his life would be complete.\n\n\"Yeah daddy. You really gave me a working over last night....\" Lars smiled back at his dad. \"I'm so glad you shared that experience with me....\"\n\nJames nuzzled his son. \"You know kid, I was still thinking this over.\" James got a serious look in his eyes.\n\nLars smile faded into worry. \"Yeah?\"\n\nJames continued. \"Yeah....And I decided....for however much it counts....\"\n\nLars looked as if he was about to break. His heart beat out of his chest at what his father could possibly say to him.\n\n\"Lars....Would you consider....marrying me?\"\n\nLars didn't know how to react. His face was stuck between shock and confusion. \"Wha?\"\n\nJames took Lars hand in his. \"You've given me your everything...The least I can give you is my hand in marriage....So we can truly be one...\"\n\nLars gave his father a look not to dissimilar to his father's trademark \"That's bullshit\" face. \"A father and son getting married? That'll definitely pass.\"\n\nJames shook his head. \"No, probably not, but we'll deal with that later. Now, Lars Alexander, would you do your old man the honor of taking his hand in marrige?\"\n\nThe impact of the question wasn't lost on Lars the second time around. It hit him like a brick wall and it drove him to tears. \"Jamiel Alaxander....I will. I will! I WILL MARY YOU!\" Lars and his father hugged and kissed, crying together before finally letting things go back to normal. \"So...Jamiel, it's Saturday. What do you want to do?\"\n\nJames gave Lars a swift smack across the head. \"I may be your husband now, but I'm still your father! Show some respect!\"\n\n\"Ow....Sorry dad...\" Lars rubbed where his dad had smacked him. \"Sheesh....\"\n\nJames kissed Lars on the nose. \"How about we just watch some TV or something? And in between that, we can see how much more cum we can soak this bed in!\"\n\n\"Hehe, alright dad!\" Lars got up from bed. \"I'll make us some coffee.\" He was about to leave when he felt a firm slap on his bare ass.\n\n\"Haha, look at that! My love makes coffee for his husband!\" James blew his husband a kiss.\n\n* * *\n\n\"So yeah. He's my father, he's my husband...kinda..., and I think he may be my soul mate. I'm not too religious, but I can't help but feel blessed. In a world of disappointment and heartache, my everything was right there. While people search and scream for a mate, mine was right there with me all my life....I don't think I could love anyone more then my dad...And that's why I gave him my everything....\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Father And Son Episode One: United Release


"Hey, my name is Lars Alexander. I'm a seventeen year old alligator and I'm on the wrestling team at my school. I'm a B average student, and I have a lot of friends. I think a lot of those "Friends" are just leeching off my popularity, but I don't really mind. I live with my father, Jamiel (But everyone calls him James.) We live by ourselves and it's been that way for as long as I can remember. I have a mom, Latriana (If you ask my dad, though, her name will always be "That bitch who gave me my son."), but she's...not on nice terms with me and Dad. It doesn't matter, though, because Dad loves me enough for two parents. In a lot of ways, we're like a typical father and son family: He works a nine to five office job that he barely tolerates, comes home and we rock-paper-scissor over who's making dinner. He's always on me about my grades, but that's because he wants me to be the best I can, I guess. He's incredibly proud of my wrestling feats, and wont' let me forget that he used to be a star football player when he was my age. Those stories are getting kinda old, but I listen anyway just to hear him talk. My dad is the greatest guy I've ever known, and I love him more then anyone else. He loves me more then anyone else, too. He fought tooth and nail for custody over me when I was a baby, and he's done his best to provide the best for me since. That's about where the normalcy ends, though. It's a known fact that I'm gay. It doesn't really matter to me, but it freaks out my opponents when a big, gay alligator is staring you down. Dad was the first to know, and it didn't really matter to him because he's bisexual. It actually helped us get closer since it gave us shoulders to cry on. That man has seen me through more breakups then I can count...It gets hard being gay sometimes, but he's always there to comfort me. I don't think I could ever love anyone more then my dad...And that's why....Well, you'll see..."

* * *

James stepped in from work, tossing off the over-shirt of his suit. "Damn, that thing's hot! How the fuck do they expect a big guy like me to wear that shit all day!?"

"Have a nice day at work, Mr. Supervisor?" Lars waved form the kitchen to his dad. He loved to see his dad just as he got home from work. James would always sweat through his dress shirts and by the end of the day, you could see what color wifebeater he was wearing under his clothes. It always clung to his large, muscular frame making him look more like a porn star then the newly promoted supervisor of a bank.

"God, these kids they sent in. All they want to do is sit around looking at LOLcats all day. I understand that work is boring, but at least PRETEND your doing work, fuck..." James sat down on the couch nearest to the kitchen and began unbuttoning his dress shirt.

"Well it's Friday, so you don't have to worry about them for two whole days." Lars smiled at his father, He always thought his dad's end-of-the-week routine looked like a striptease. "Anyway, I got a date tonight."

James raised an eyebrow. "Another date, huh? Still that Jake guy?"

"Yeah. He's stuck around for a while, but I'm not feeling anything." Lars shrugged. "Sometimes I wonder if women are easier to deal with."

"Oh brother. You don't even want to dive into any of that. Women are nothing but problems. Men are only interested in fucking, yeah, but at least you only got to buy 'em a beer at most." James kicked off his shoes and yanked off his socks, wiggling his toes. "So what are you doing in there, kiddo?" James peeled his sweaty dress shirt off and set it on the arm of the couch.

"Well since you had a hard week getting used to this new job, I thought I'd make you something. A brand new supervisor deserves more then Pizza Slut at the end of the week." Lars smiled as he continued preparing dinner.

"You really did that for me?" James got up and stepped into the kitchen to get a look. Lars was just putting a pot on the stove to make some mashed potatoes. "Haha, look at that, my kid cooks for me!"

Lars couldn't help but smile at his dad's (ever-so slightly fake) astonishment. "It's nothing special. Just some meatloaf and potatoes." After examining the side of the box of potato flakes, he got a measuring cup and started pouring some water in. As the water was just reaching the two cups needed, he felt a pair of big arms wrap around his hips from the back, pulling him in for a hug.

"I really appreciate it Lars. Thanks..." James leaned down and kissed his son on the cheek. Even though Lars was the one of the huskiest boys in the school, he was only half as big as his father.

"I'm happy to do it dad." Lars put his free hand on top of his father's and leaned back into the hug. His father's hugs were one of the things he loved best. His dad knew just how to make him melt and the kisses only made the whole thing worse...or better. "....Uh, I got to get these potatoes ready before I go change dad..."

James nodded. "Alright, I'll let you work." James let out a groan as he slowly released his son. "Anything I got to do?" He went to the fridge, got out a beer and returned to his place on the couch.

"Just take the meatloaf out around eight-thirty. You may want to heat the potatoes back up if they're too cold, but other then that, all you'll have to do is eat. Unless that's too much for you." Lars smirked at his dad.

"I think I can handle that just fine Lars." James rolled his eyes at his son. He then reached down and unbuckled his bet, undid the button on his pants and practically ripped open the fly, finally letting his his belly and bulge free. "Aah...I love you kid. Coming home to you makes dealing with those lazy fuckwits all week worth it..."

Lars left the water to heat up on the stove and joined his dad on the couch. "I love you too dad." Lars leaned over and kissed his dad on the cheek. James wrapped his arm around Lars and pulled him in for another hug.

* * *

It was about nine-thirty. James was watching TV on the couch, just finishing up dinner. "Damn that kid can cook. Man when he gets home, I'm gonna have to drag that kid into bed with me, I won't be able to stop loving him. I feel so much better now." James had long since ditched the rest of his work clothes and was lazing about in his wife beater and boxers. He was just putting his plate in the sink when he heard the door open. "Hmm? That you Lars?"

Lars walked in, clearly upset. "Grr...Yeah...." He huffed over to the couch and plopped down.

"Lars, what happened?" James hurried over to his son.

"That fucker!" Lars snarled.

James sat down next to Lars. "What? What did he do?"

Lars started to calm down a bit. "Jake, as it turns out, was only interested in sex. When I turned down his offer, he got up and left! What did he think I was, some kind of slut!?" Lars started to get riled up again. "It just pisses me off thinking about it!" Lars felt as if he was about to explode, but he felt those big familiar arms grab hold of him.

"Calm down son..." James pulled Lars onto his lap and hugged him tightly. "Don't let some asshat like that get to you..."

"Yeah but..." Feeling warm and protected in his father's arms, Lars finally let his tears free. "But...I wanted this one to work so badly...." Lars sobbed into his father's chest. "People like to assume I'm just some kind of asshole like all the other jocks at school, but I am looking for something more then sex..."

James rubbed his son's back, letting him cry out his frustrations. "I know son, I know...Your one of the most loving guys I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. Any man would be lucky to have you if they only knew...."

Lars started to calm down, his tears clearing up. "You think so?"

James nodded. "I know so. In fact, I was saving this for when you got home..." James leaned in to kiss him on the forehead.

"Hmm?" Lars looked up to see what his dad was talking about. Not being able to stop in time, James' lips met Lars' in a kiss.

James pulled back. "Oh, whoops..."

Lars blushed a bit. "Oops, sorry dad..."

The two looked each other in the eyes, not sure what to do now....

"D-dad?...I...think I..." Not wanting to speak any longer, Lars leaned up.

"L-Lars....I...I..." At a loss for words, James could only move one of his hands to his son's cheek before leaning in and kissing him.

Overtaken by emotions, Lars leaned in to the kiss, opening his mouth to let James in. James let his tongue explore his son's mouth as his hands moved lower, coming to rest on his son's behind. In response, Lars reached under his father's wifebeater and ran his hands along his muscular chest. After a few minutes of this, they finally broke the kiss.

"Phew! That was...incredible...Dad...." Lars found himself planted directly in his father's lap, straddling his thighs.

"Lars....I don't know what came over me....it's just....Oh shit...this is wrong..." James grew more tense and nervous as time passed.

"What's wrong dad?" Lars looked up at his father with a worried look.

"D-don't look at me like that! ....Not with those beautiful eyes of yours...Grr, it's too late to turn back....Son, forgive me, but for a long time...I've...loved you more then a father should love...his son..." James face turned red as he spoke.

Lars was shocked. His father never blushed. His father never stumbled over his words....Could he really be in love with his son? "Dad....I...I know how you feel....I feel the same way about you..."

James was taken back by this. "You WHAT!? You mean...your IN love...with me?" James tried to keep a serious, stoic look, but the relief he felt bubbled up to the surface, locking him into a wide smile.

"Yeah...I've kept it to myself for so long because I wasn't sure how you felt...Your the sexiest man I know...Your the kindest, most hard working and the most loving person I've ever met. It's wrong to think things like that about your dad, but fuck, I can't help it..." Lars leaned onto his father.

James tightened his loose grip on Lars. "I've watched you grow from a sweet baby boy...to a wonderful man....I've gotten nothing but shit from everyone I try to get close to, but not from you. You've been here for me...to love me...I don't think I could keep going without you son....So we're just going to have to deal with these feelings..."

Lars laid in James lap for a long time before looking up into his father's eyes. "If we both love each other in that way then....why don't we...."

"You mean...We become boyfriends? Father and son. Boyfriends? That's about as taboo as you can possibly get." James thought it over.

Lars gave his father a smirk. "Dad, you haven't stopped smiling at me since I told you how I feel..." Lars leaned up and kissed his dad on the cheek. "We don't have to tell anyone...As far as anyone knows, we're just a loving father and son..."

James rolled the idea around in his head. "I...don't know....I'll be able to think this through better in the morning...."

"Alright dad..." Lars got off of his father's lap, not bringing attention to the tent in his father's boxers that he had been resting on since they kissed. "I understand..." Lars started to walk away when his dad grabbed his hand and pulled him back into his arms.

"Lars...No matter what happens from here, your still my son and I love you." He gave his son a kiss on the cheek before letting him go off to his room.

Later that night, Lars lay restless in his bed. The rage he felt about what's-his-name had been completely converted into an unstoppable love...passion...lust....for the man who gave him life. He knew it was wrong, but it didn't stop him. "Rrr....Fuck it...." Lars rose out of his bed, clad in nothing but boxers. He slowly walked out of his room, taking note of the clock on his wall. He could barely make out that it was about one...something..."I don't care about what people think....I just want to be with him...I want my dad...." Lars stumbled out of his room, taking the long walk down the hall to his father's room. The door was cracked, so Lars barely opened it up enough to slither his way in. There in the bed he saw his dad. Sprawled out so that you could take in every inch of his body, his chest moving up and down as he breathed. Lars couldn't help but admire his father, longing to be with him. "D-dad..." Lars mumbled, in a barely audible voice.

"Lars?" James still had his eyes closed, and didn't move an inch, but it was clear from the strength of his voice that he was nowhere near sleeping. "What's wrong?"

Lars scratched the back of his head, not expecting his dad to be up. "Well, I'm still kinda pissed about what happened on that date. I can't sleep..." The dim light hid the goofy "I'm lying" face he would make whenever he tried to tell his father a blatant lie.

"Well come lay with me. I can't sleep either..." James held out a hand to Lars, the dim light hiding how much he was blushing. He knew his son would see through him. His son knew him better then anyone. His son would clearly know that he was desperate to feel the love of his life in his arms again...

"Okay dad..thanks." Lars held on to James' hand and James yanked Lars down onto the bed. "Hey!" Before he knew it, his father's hands were running up and down his back, his body grinding against his sons. He nuzzled his son, leaving kisses on his neck.

"I'm sorry Lars. I just wanted to get you in my arms again...I'm still not sure about this whole thing with us but I know that tonight...I want you here with me..." James caressed his sons face. "I love you Lars...."

Lars was so happy he could burst. He hugged James tightly and left kisses on both his cheeks. "I love you too dad..." With that, the two began passionately kissing, moaning all the way through as the pent-up emotions from not only earlier that night, but years before started to pour out into each other. At one point, Lars could swear he felt tears coming from his father's eyes, but he knew they were tears of joy. "Dad...I don't care what anyone says, this feels good to me..."

James nodded. "It does feel good...To get all this love out after so long..." James trailed off as he felt a hand running along the waistband of his boxers. "Lars? What are you..."

Lars moved in close, so that James could see his eyes even in the darkness. "We've come this far dad...Why don't we take it all the way?" Lars' hand slid into his fathers boxers, and he ran his hand across his dad's inner thigh, moving closer and closer to his father's loins. While he moved closer, he also hesitated, waiting for permission. "That way, I can show you just how much I love you...:"

James looked his son in the eyes and saw his sincerity. He smiled warmly at his son. "Lars....I've never loved you more then I do in this moment...It's kind of strange, but I feel proud of you right now. I can see in your eyes that you mean every word your saying...You've really grown into an honest and loving man....But enough of this sentimental talk..." James slipped his hand down into his son's underwear, firmly gripping his butt. "Let's fuck..."

"Alright!" Without any more hesitation, Lars practically ripped his father's boxers off, revealing the rigid, ten inch cock and heavy, swaying balls, already leaking pre and ready for action. "I...don't think I've ever got a good look at your cock when it was hard before dad...It's HUGE!"

James smirked at his son. "Well you need a good fucking stick to make a son like you. Is it too big for you to handle?"

Lars shook his head. "No dad, it's PERFECT! And it's all mine, too!" Without another word, Lars stuffed his father's cock into him mouth, sending a jolt of pleasure up his spine.

"Sh-shit Lars. Your a cock eating pro! That's my boy!" While Lars continued to suck on his cock, James turned his attention to Lars' behind, spreading his cheeks apart and using his middle finger to rub and massage his asshole. "You ever been fucked before son?"

Lars nodded. "Myeahf, Aff few timfs..."

"Don't talk with your mouth full Lars." James said in a stern voice. "Especially when you suck dick so good..." James began rubbing and fondling Lars' eight inch cock and balls, also stiff and leaking pre-cum. "Hehe, your coming along son. Almost as big as daddy. I bet people beat off to you when you aren't looking in the locker room."

Lars blushed, giving his father's balls a playful tug to show his appreciation.

"Ooh, alright then Lars. Let go of daddy's dick for a second..." James pulled out of his son's mouth, his cock coated in drool and his own precum.

"Aww dad, I want to suck your dick some more! It taste so good, I could suck on it all day!" Lars huffed a bit.

James laid back, letting his cock stand up proudly as he played with the cum and drool it was glazed in. "Well, I WAS going to fuck your brains out, but since you seem to want to suck me off all the way through..."

Lars immediately crawled over to his father, more ready then he'd ever been in his life. "Oh, well then let's do that instead!" Lars hopped over James' cock, sitting just before it and letting it rest between his cheeks.

"You don't wan to use a condom or anything son?" James was thrown a bit off by his son's egarness.

"Dad...I meant every word I've said to you....I want to be with you...No nothing...Just fuck me....No, don't fuck me....Make love to me..." Lars kissed his dad sweetly on the lips.

"Lars....Fuck Lars...I just thought....If I go through with this....if I make love to you...There's no turning back...Are you really sure Lars?" James was more nervous then he'd ever been in his life. He wanted so badly to become one with his son, but he also wanted what was best for his son.

"Dad...I don't ever want anyone else. I don't ever want to be apart from you. I'm giving you my body. My everything. I'm yours...." Lars held his father's large hand in his. "Take me dad..."

That was all James needed. "Okay son...Your mine and I'm yours..." James positioned his cock at Lars' opening, begging to break through. "Forever..." With that, he pushed the head of his cock into his son's hole.

"AAH! DAD...." Lars wasn't used to taking such a big cock.

"Hey kiddo, Your pretty damn tight. What kind of needle-dicks have you been letting inside you? It's like your still a virgin or something.!" James carefully piloted his cock, doing his best to fill his son with the least amount of pain.

"Ugh...I haven't exactly done this in a while. I was still a kid last time...." Lars was overcome with pain, pleasure and most of all, love. "But if you say I'm like a virgin, then take my virginity. You can have that, too...if I can have you..."

James was beaming as he continued to fill his son. "I'm honored that you chose me to give your virginity to son...I'll be sure to not let it go to waste..." His cock was finally buried all the way inside his son. "There...Daddy's all the way in. How's it feel Lars?"

Lars was in heaven. It hurt like hell, yes, but just being connected to his father in such an intimate way drove him wild. "Dad! It's fucking incredible! I've never felt anything like this before! I'm so full..."

"Well, this is the biggest cock you've ever taken son.." James ran his hand across his son's cheek as he enjoyed the feel of his son on his cock.

"No, that's not what I mean..." Lars took his dad's hand an held it softly. "It's my heart that's full..."

James couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "That was just corny Lars...." He gained a warm smile. "But those were the sweetest words I've ever heard." The sun started to rise, filling the room with a blue glow. "Now, are you used to having daddy inside you?" Lars only nodded. "Well then, lover, let's make this house shake!" James pulled his cock almost all the way out of his son then slammed it back in, sending a blast of pleasure through Lars unlike anything he's ever felt before.

"Oh FUCK! DAAAAAD!" Lars could only lay on his dad's chest, overcome with emotion and pleasure as his dad made love to him. "OH GOD, I LOVE YOU DAD!"

"I LOVE YOU TOO LARS!" James pounded Lars' ass, filling their room with the sound of flesh slapping together, moaning, cries of pleasure and filling the air with the musk of love making. The sun started to fill the room with rays of light as James grew close to erupting. "OH SHIT SON, I'M CLOSE...WHAT ABOUT YOU?

"I'm close, too dad!" Lars' cock bounced and throbbed, ready to burst.

"Okay, then let's do this together Lars!" James swiftly took a hold of his son's cock. "Ready for the final push!?"

Lars was shaking with the energy flowing through him. "Ready dad..." With that, James pounding increased in speed as he started beating off his son in unison. Lars could feel his dad's cock bobbing and throbbing inside him. Every thrust being more volatile then the last.

"Here it comes Lars! Here it comes!" James could feel his shaft starting to fill with seed.

"Cum inside me dad! Fill me up even more with your cum!" Lars panted, on the verge of begging.

"Ooh...AAAH....AAAAAAAUGH!" With a loud growl, James unleashed his load into Lars. Jet streams of cum coated Lars' insides.

"AAH! DADDY!" Lars couldn't handle anymore, He shot ropes of cum onto his father's face.

"Aah....oh...fuuuuuck..." James panted heavily, trying to catch his breath. He felt streams of pent-up cum leaking out of Lars' ass onto his balls, but he didn't dare pull out. "I've never made love with anyone like that before....We really are made for each other, aren't we?" James cuddled with his son.

"Yeah dad..."  Lars leaned up and licked some of the cum off of his dad's face. "Hehe, sorry...." Before he could even think of swallowing his own, his dad pulled him in for a passionate kiss, swapping the cum between their tongues over and over again.

"Mmh....Let's get some sleep...lover..." James held Lars in his arms softly.

"Okay...lover..." With that, the two drifted off to sleep...

* * *

Lars awoke what felt like an eternity later. The first thing to catch his attention was the smell of raunchy sex in the air. Was it a dream? Did he dream all of that? He wasn't able to dwell on the idea long before the numbness of sleep gave way to the soreness of a well worked-over asshole. He opened his eyes and looked around. He looked down and saw that the bed was absolutely soaked in their cum. It really did happen. He looked around and saw his father's cock had softened and lay limp against his ass. He then turned himself around and looked at his dad. He still saw his loving father, but now he saw more. He saw a kindred spirit. He saw a warm and loving protector. He saw the man he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Here in his arms, he didn't feel wrong, he didn't feel taboo, he felt absolutely right. He felt like this was how it was meant to be. He couldn't help but give his dad a sweet kiss, waking him up.

"Hmm?...Ugh...Oh...hey Lars...Did you sleep well?" Waking up to a kiss from his son felt good to James. He couldn't help but smile. It was the happiest he had ever been in his life. As long as his son lay there with him, his life would be complete.

"Yeah daddy. You really gave me a working over last night...." Lars smiled back at his dad. "I'm so glad you shared that experience with me...."

James nuzzled his son. "You know kid, I was still thinking this over." James got a serious look in his eyes.

Lars smile faded into worry. "Yeah?"

James continued. "Yeah....And I decided....for however much it counts...."

Lars looked as if he was about to break. His heart beat out of his chest at what his father could possibly say to him.

"Lars....Would you consider....marrying me?"

Lars didn't know how to react. His face was stuck between shock and confusion. "Wha?"

James took Lars hand in his. "You've given me your everything...The least I can give you is my hand in marriage....So we can truly be one..."

Lars gave his father a look not to dissimilar to his father's trademark "That's bullshit" face. "A father and son getting married? That'll definitely pass."

James shook his head. "No, probably not, but we'll deal with that later. Now, Lars Alexander, would you do your old man the honor of taking his hand in marrige?"

The impact of the question wasn't lost on Lars the second time around. It hit him like a brick wall and it drove him to tears. "Jamiel Alaxander....I will. I will! I WILL MARY YOU!" Lars and his father hugged and kissed, crying together before finally letting things go back to normal. "So...Jamiel, it's Saturday. What do you want to do?"

James gave Lars a swift smack across the head. "I may be your husband now, but I'm still your father! Show some respect!"

"Ow....Sorry dad..." Lars rubbed where his dad had smacked him. "Sheesh...."

James kissed Lars on the nose. "How about we just watch some TV or something? And in between that, we can see how much more cum we can soak this bed in!"

"Hehe, alright dad!" Lars got up from bed. "I'll make us some coffee." He was about to leave when he felt a firm slap on his bare ass.

"Haha, look at that! My love makes coffee for his husband!" James blew his husband a kiss.

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