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That seems reasonable enough.\n\nAnyway, this is the second episode of Father And Son! In this episode, James buys Lars a gift and reality ensues.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "I decided I would post these up every four or five days. That seems reasonable enough.

Anyway, this is the second episode of Father And Son! In this episode, James buys Lars a gift and reality ensues.", "writing": "Father And Son: Episode Two: Reality Ensues\n\n\"My name is Jamiel Alexander...But I'd prefer you call me James. I'm a thirty-six year old alligator and the Productivity Supervisor at LionsGate National Bank. I'm in charge of keeping a group of twenty-something year old kids in line. It's a fucking chore, but dealing with kids usually is and it's kind of worth it when the big boss compliments me on our increased productivity. Some of them even see me in a fatherly light, calling me stuff like \"Papa James\" and \"Big Daddy Alex.\" Outside of work, though, my life revolves around one man. Lars Alexander, my son, my flesh and blood, my pride and joy...my lover, my soul mate, and my loving husband. It's been a month or so since we gave ourselves to each other. Since then it's been nothing but heaven. We didn't have any awkward transitions to married life, no complications. I come home and he's there to greet me...We debate over who cooks dinner and we fall asleep in each other's arms. And if he's been a good boy and finished all his chores and homework, I fuck his brains out as a reward...Though sometimes I fuck his brains out anyway, hehe...We go on dates like any other couple and, interestingly enough, the biggest problem we've come across is people judging us on the age difference. Funny considering everything else wrong with us. I've been on this planet for almost thirty-six years, and I've never felt so complete and happy. Most people would think that we were sick an depraved, but what the fuck do they know? Lars belongs to me and I belong to Lars...\"\n\n\n* * *\n\n\nJames nervously shuffled through the mall, looking at all the different stores. He looked on as kids and teens flew about in a frenzied rush as he moved closer to his destination. He started to sweat, mostly because he was still dressed in that crappy-ass business suit. Finally he reached his destination: A jewelry store. He stepped in and was overwhelmed by all the different trinkets and treasures around. After a few moments, a genki girl assistant bounded over to him.\n\n\"Hello there big fellow! Do you need any help?\" She bobbed up and down, excited to help.\n\nJames scratched his head. \"Er, yeah....This is going to sound weird, but I'm looking for wedding bands for me and my son.\"\n\nThe girl scrunched up into a \"Super Kawai\" pose. \"OOOH! What for? Is it for a double-proposal surprise for some lucky ladies? How romantic!\"\n\n\"No. I've proposed to my son and I want us to have wedding rings.\" James used his most deadpan voice, knowing that what he was saying was too absurd to be taken seriously.\n\n\"Ohohohoho, That's a good one! Marrying your son, that's rich! You are one funny alligator sir!\" As her laughing subsided, she led James through the store.\n\n* * *\n\nIt was seven now. Lars was sitting at the desk in his room doing his homework when he heard the sound of the door being opened.\n\n\"I'm home! You here Lars?\" James stepped in and closed the door, ready for what was coming.\n\n\"Dad!\" Lars stepped out of his room, ran down the hall and glomped his father, giving him a loving kiss. \"Welcome home dad...\"\n\nJames held Lars in his arms, the younger alligator not even having phased his large father with the tackling hug. \"Hey kiddo. How was school?\"\n\nLars pressed onto his father's chest as he spoke, feeling the vibrations of his speech. \"It was school. Coach says we're having more practice sessions after school to prepare for the semi-finals matches.\" Lars kissed his father's chest. \"I don't know how I'll bare to be apart from you...\"\n\nJames smiled widely. \"Well, you'll just have to fight even harder. I'll be there watching you on the mats, so you'd better show those guys the kind of power you can build up from fucking a beast like me!\"\n\n\"Hahaha, I won't let you down dad!\" Lars leaned up and kissed his dad again.\n\nJames let his son down and reached into his pocket. \"In the meantime, I got something for you...\"\n\n\"Really? What'd ya get me dad!?\" Lars loved when his dad got him stuff.\n\n\"You'll have to close your eyes first...\" James gave his son an evil smirk.\n\n\"Aww dad...\" Lars closed his eyes. \"Fine...\" Lars heard his father shuffling with something for a few seconds, but he couldn't tell what. He then felt his father take a hold of his hand and then he felt something cold slide down onto his ring finger.\n\n\"Open your eyes, love...\" James' voice was calm, happy and proud.\n\nLars opened his eyes and saw a golden band on his finger. He then saw that the hand his father was holding his with also had a golden band on it. he was at a loss for words. \"Is this....\"\n\nJames smiled. \"Yup. Now it's official. Your my husband Lars. And I'm your husband, too.\"\n\nLars dive bombed his father with a hug, this time actually knocking the big guy over. \"Oh dad! It's awesome! I'll never take it off!\" Lars and his father shared a passionate kiss beyond anything they've experienced before. They both started to cry tears of joy as their ring hands folded together. \"Hehe, all this crying over my father...It makes me look like a wuss...\"\n\nJames wiped the tears from his son's eyes. \"Think about how it looks for me, a six foot five alligator getting tacked by a kid half his size.\" James held his son in his arms. \"I can't say enough how much I love you Lars. I never want to be apart from you...\"\n\nLars laid on his father's chest, hugging him back. \"I love you too dad. And these rings will make sure we're never apart.\"\n\nJames rubbed his son's back and then went back to business as usual as they lay there. \"So, have you cleaned your room?\"\n\nLars rolled his eyes. \"Yes dad.\"\n\n\"Did you finish your homework?\"\n\n\"I've only got, like, three questions left of my biology homework.\"\n\n\"Did you clean up after last night?\"\n\n\"Yes dad. I still can't believe you were able to shoot a load onto the ceiling, but I was able to get it off.\"\n\n\"Good...Do you feel like making dinner?\"\n\n\"Haha, no...\" Lars playfully shook his head.\n\n\"Well then...How about after I get out of this suit, we head out for a movie and some dinner?\"\n\n\"Really? SWEET!\" Lars got off his dad and helped him up, giving him a playful slap on the ass. \"Go get that big ass of yours out of those clothes!\"\n\nJames gave Lars a stern look. \"Lars....\"\n\nLars snapped to attention. \"Uh....I mean...\"\n\nJames smirked. \"I do have big ass, don't I?\"\n\nLars smiled. \"The biggest one I've ever seen! All plump and bouncy, too!\" Lars took his dad's butt in his hands and shook it.\n\nJames smiled. \"And it's all yours son. Now, you should get changed, too.\"\n\nLars nodded. \"Alright.\"\n\n* * *\n\nJames and Lars went to the theater in the mall. The movie was some two hour spiel about muscle clad warriors in thongs going to war. They didn't really pay attention, though, as they were too busy exploring each other's mouths. When the movie let out, they stopped in front of the jewelry store.\n\n\"Hey kid, that's where I got our rings from.\" James pointed it out. Meanwhile the genki assistant saw him.\n\n\"Oh hey, it's that big guy again! I see he's wearing the ring already. That bulky guy with him must be his son! I bet they're both talking about wedding plans for their future wives...\" She looked on, noticing that the two were holding hands. \"Wait...Why are they...\"\n\nJames pulled Lars in. \"I'm so happy Lars....Come here!\" Lars wrapped his arms around his dad, resting his hands on his butt. as his father took his chin in his hands.\n\n\"Wait, you mean...\" The picture was starting to come together for the assistant. She snuck a bit closer so that she could hear what they were saying.\n\n\"I love you dad...And I promise I'll be the best husband you've ever had!\" Lars smiled up at his father.\n\n\"Your doing that already by being the best son I've ever had...\" James leaned down and sweetly kissed his son, pressing their ring hands together.\n\n\"WHAAAAT!? You mean when he said he was marrying his son...\" She bounded out from her hiding place. \"AHA!\" The two lovers broke the kiss, a trail of drool hanging between their lips as they turned to the woman.\n\n\"Oh, it's you.\" James wiped his mouth. \"This is my son, Lars.\"\n\nThe woman was shaking with befuddlement. \"But then he....and you...you two....\"\n\nJames rolled his eyes. \"Yes. He's my son, I proposed to him, and we're lovers.\"\n\n\"You mean that WASN'T a joke earlier!?\"\n\nJames shook his head, wrapping an arm around Lars. \"No. He may be my son, but he's also my soul mate.\"\n\nLars held onto his father's arm. \"Me and my dad, we have a connection and love that most people don't get to enjoy. And he's got a big dick, too!\"\n\nJames smacked the back of Lars' head. \"Lars! Watch your mouth when a woman is present!\"\n\nLars rubbed his head where his dad smacked him. \"Ow....sorry dad...\"\n\n\"That's....That's SICK! That's SICK AND WRONG! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO!?\" The genki lady suddenly looked less genki and more furious.\n\nLars rolled his eyes at the woman. \"Hey, Love is love, no matter the form it takes. We're happy.\" James and Lars nodded in agreement.\n\n\"It doesn't matter! It's bad enough your gay, but you do NOT do that with with a kid! Give me those rings back!\"\n\nJames got irate, holding his son closer in a more protecting way. \"Hey bitch, I paid for these rings. You can't take them back just because you don't like who owns them.\"\n\nLars smirked at his father. \"I thought we were supposed to be respectful of women papa...\"\n\nJames looked down at his son. \"There ARE exceptions to the rule, son.\" He sneered at the woman. \"And this is definitely one.\"\n\n\"Right on!\" The two snapped to attention as they heard a voice pipe up behind them. A random passerby had stopped to watch.\n\n\"It may not be \"normal\", but they aren't hurting anybody. Leave them alone you bitch!\" \n\n\"Yeah!\" Another bystander agreed. \"Let the guy and his big daddy boyfriend be!\"\n\nAnother person agreed. \"I'm sure the younger guy is still old enough to think for himself!\"\n\nAnother. \"Well I personally don't like it, but seriously, repossessing their wedding rings? What kind of anthro are you?\"\n\nThe woman gained an evil smirk. \"Well it doesn't matter. It's against store policy to sell to homosexual couples.\"\n\nJames' veins popped. \"What!?\"\n\nThe lady laughed. \"You may have lied to me about what you were buying these rings for-\"\n\n\"I told you straight up what I was planning for them.\" James interjected.\n\n\"Well I didn't believe you. Anyway, Store policy dictates that I have to take those rings from you.\" She waked towards them. \"So hand them over.\"\n\nJames snarled. \"You aren't fooling me. What kind of store would have a policy like that?\"\n\n\"NOT OURS.\" Another voice boomed out from behind the woman. At the entrance of the store was a grizzly bear crammed into a suit. He seemed to be just as big as James, and he was PISSED.\n\n\"Er-Mr. Jackson!\" The poor woman's face grew pale as she saw the bear towering over her.\n\n\"Ms. Stacy! I knew it was a mistake hiring you!\" Mr. Jackson looked as if he could maul the small woman with his eyes alone. \"To show such disrespect and hate to these two men is unforgivable! You are FIRED! Turn in your apron and GET THE HELL OUT OF MY STORE!\"\n\n\"Y...yes Mr. Jackson...\" The woman shuffled into the store and the small crowd applauded before returning to what they were doing. In the mean time, the bear walked up to the two alligators.\n\n\". . .Can you believe that bitch James?\" Mr. Jackson rolled his eyes and he pointed back at the woman.\n\nJames' serious look faded away. \"I know J.J. Fuck was her problem?\" James looked down to Lars. \"Lars, this is Jeffery Jackson. But we all called him J.J. Me and him played football together.\"\n\nLars held out his hand and shook J.J's \"Err....It's nice to meet you sir...\"\n\n\"So this is that son you can't stop fawning over? And you two got married, too...Can't say I expected something like this from you James.\" J.J. smirked at Lars. \"Your daddy and me used to compete to see who could get the most pussy during a school year. He had an unfair advantage since freshmen guys flocked to him, but I kept up pretty good.\"\n\nJames chuckled, blushing. \"Hehe, we were kids back then. Having Lars taught me a lesson about fucking around like that.\" James held onto his son's shoulders. \"It's kinda weird, I know, but this kid's showed me more about love the anybody I've come across in my life. I would be a dumb-ass to not give my life to this kid...\"\n\nLars blushed. \"Aww, dad....\"\n\n\"Me and the kid are actually on our way to dinner to celebrate.\" James had a warm smile on his face.\n\nJ.J. smiled. \"Well, wish you two the best of luck. That's, like, the craziest thing you could ever do with your son.\" J.J. shrugged. \"Oh, we still on for cards with the boys next week? Or does that man of yours got you whipped already?\"\n\nJames smirked. \"I'll be there Jeff. Say hi to Anastasia for me.\"\n\nJ.J. chuckled. \"I'll be sure to tell her the good news. She'll go nuts!\" J.J. headed back into the store. \"I gotta make sure this chick doesn't steal anything before she leaves. Enjoy the engagement rings!\"\n\nJames and Lars waved to J.J. as he went back into the store. \"Well now...\" James turned his attention to his son. \"What do you say we go get something to eat?\" James moved his hand from Lars' shoulder to his hand.\n\n\"Sure dad.\" Lars held on to his father's hand and the two left.\n\n* * *\n\nA bit later, Lars and James were eating at their favorite pizza place.\n\nJames held out his glass to his son. \"To us...\"\n\nLars clinked his glass on his fathers. \"To us!\"\n\nJames sat there, looking at his son. He looked at the ring on his finger and then the ring on his own finger. He kept looking at the two, growing more and more serious and finally let out a deep sigh. \"Lars...\"\n\n\"Dad...\" Lars held out his hand to hold his father's. \"What's wrong?\"\n\nJames looked into his son's eyes. \"You know Lars...What happened earlier....that's just the beginning. There are lots of people in this world who probably hate us for what we are without knowing us.\" James held his son's hands as he searched for the right words. \"You...can back out from this if you want.\" His heart sank as he spoke. \"As your father, I want you to live the happiest life I can provide for you....Even if it means giving up my husband....\"\n\nLars sat there, looking into his father's eyes. \"Dad...\" Lars pulled his father's arm, making him slip forward so that the two of them were eye level. \"I'm not leaving you dad. Never! I don't care what anyone else thinks about us! If they try to pull anything then I'll just have to shut them up!\" Lars' eyes were filled with passion. \"I'm not a little kid, in a few months I'll be eighteen. I understand the risks and I know we're in for a lot of shit from a lot of people.\" Lars' expression became more loving. \"But if we stand proudly against them, they can't hurt us.\" Lars pulled back, smirking at his dad. \"So your stuck with me dad. Deal with it.\"\n\nJames was awestruck by his son's passionate speech. \"Lars...Your really sure about this?\"\n\nLars slipped out of his side of their booth and scooted in on his father's side, holding his hands. \"I've never been more sure about anything in my life. I want to be with you...though this isn't just me wanting you...\" Lars moved in close to his father. \"I need you dad....I need you in my life...\" Lars hugged his father, nuzzling his chest. \"Without my daddy here with me, I'd be lost....\" Lars looked up into his father's eyes. \"I gave myself to you so that I could be with you forever. You don't do something like that without being absolutely sure.\" Lars hugged his father tighter. \"And I'm absolutely sure...\"\n\nJames wrapped his arms around his son. \"My boy....Your right....We can face whatever resistance we get together....Because we were made for each other...\" James kissed Lars tenderly. \"It's funny that my kid realized that right off the bat while his old man was falling apart...\"\n\nLars smiled warmly. \"Well I don't have a son to worry about...\" Lars held his father's ring hand in his. \"I do have a husband to worry about, though. And I'm going to worry my ass off.\" Lars chuckled.\n\n* * *\n\nLars and James finally returned home late at night.\n\n\"Phew, I can't believe we went out on the town like that dad!\" Lars took off his jacket and tossed it on the couch.\n\n\"Well, I wanted my husband to have the time of his life...\" James smiled as he put his coat up. \"You know, honey, there are magical devices known as hangers...\"\n\nLars rolled his eyes. \"Right dad....\" Lars grabbed his coat up off the couch and hung it up.\n\n\"Man, it's almost one.\" James looked at the clock in the kitchen.\n\nLars walked down the hall to his room. \"Well, we had one hell of a time.\" Lars was about to step into his room when a big arm grabbed him from behind.\n\n\"And where do you think your going kid?\" James held Lars tight in his arm, giving him a lustful look.\n\n\"To get ready for bed?\" Lars smirked, knowing what his dad was doing.\n\n\"Oh no you don't...\" James unzipped his pants, letting his tented underwear spring out, hitting his son in the back. \"This night's only getting started...\"\n\nLars took hold of the pole in his father's underwear. \"But it's a school night.\"\n\nJames practically dragged Lars into his bedroom. \"I'll tell them you got sick.\"\n\nLars began taking off his clothes. \"What about wrestling practice?\"\n\nJames was somehow already naked, his cock bobbing and throbbing in his sons face. \"I'm about to give you the hardest workout of your life kid!\"\n\n\n* * *\n\n\"That's my boy! So confident, so cocky, so sure of everything he does, just like his old man! That's the kind of man I want in my life! Who cares what anyone says, Lars belongs to me and I belong to Lars and tonight assured me of that. I don't think we'll ever be able to get the papers, but we don't need papers. We have each other. More importantly, I have his tight little ass to pound!\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Father And Son: Episode Two: Reality Ensues

"My name is Jamiel Alexander...But I'd prefer you call me James. I'm a thirty-six year old alligator and the Productivity Supervisor at LionsGate National Bank. I'm in charge of keeping a group of twenty-something year old kids in line. It's a fucking chore, but dealing with kids usually is and it's kind of worth it when the big boss compliments me on our increased productivity. Some of them even see me in a fatherly light, calling me stuff like "Papa James" and "Big Daddy Alex." Outside of work, though, my life revolves around one man. Lars Alexander, my son, my flesh and blood, my pride and joy...my lover, my soul mate, and my loving husband. It's been a month or so since we gave ourselves to each other. Since then it's been nothing but heaven. We didn't have any awkward transitions to married life, no complications. I come home and he's there to greet me...We debate over who cooks dinner and we fall asleep in each other's arms. And if he's been a good boy and finished all his chores and homework, I fuck his brains out as a reward...Though sometimes I fuck his brains out anyway, hehe...We go on dates like any other couple and, interestingly enough, the biggest problem we've come across is people judging us on the age difference. Funny considering everything else wrong with us. I've been on this planet for almost thirty-six years, and I've never felt so complete and happy. Most people would think that we were sick an depraved, but what the fuck do they know? Lars belongs to me and I belong to Lars..."


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James nervously shuffled through the mall, looking at all the different stores. He looked on as kids and teens flew about in a frenzied rush as he moved closer to his destination. He started to sweat, mostly because he was still dressed in that crappy-ass business suit. Finally he reached his destination: A jewelry store. He stepped in and was overwhelmed by all the different trinkets and treasures around. After a few moments, a genki girl assistant bounded over to him.

"Hello there big fellow! Do you need any help?" She bobbed up and down, excited to help.

James scratched his head. "Er, yeah....This is going to sound weird, but I'm looking for wedding bands for me and my son."

The girl scrunched up into a "Super Kawai" pose. "OOOH! What for? Is it for a double-proposal surprise for some lucky ladies? How romantic!"

"No. I've proposed to my son and I want us to have wedding rings." James used his most deadpan voice, knowing that what he was saying was too absurd to be taken seriously.

"Ohohohoho, That's a good one! Marrying your son, that's rich! You are one funny alligator sir!" As her laughing subsided, she led James through the store.

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It was seven now. Lars was sitting at the desk in his room doing his homework when he heard the sound of the door being opened.

"I'm home! You here Lars?" James stepped in and closed the door, ready for what was coming.

"Dad!" Lars stepped out of his room, ran down the hall and glomped his father, giving him a loving kiss. "Welcome home dad..."

James held Lars in his arms, the younger alligator not even having phased his large father with the tackling hug. "Hey kiddo. How was school?"

Lars pressed onto his father's chest as he spoke, feeling the vibrations of his speech. "It was school. Coach says we're having more practice sessions after school to prepare for the semi-finals matches." Lars kissed his father's chest. "I don't know how I'll bare to be apart from you..."

James smiled widely. "Well, you'll just have to fight even harder. I'll be there watching you on the mats, so you'd better show those guys the kind of power you can build up from fucking a beast like me!"

"Hahaha, I won't let you down dad!" Lars leaned up and kissed his dad again.

James let his son down and reached into his pocket. "In the meantime, I got something for you..."

"Really? What'd ya get me dad!?" Lars loved when his dad got him stuff.

"You'll have to close your eyes first..." James gave his son an evil smirk.

"Aww dad..." Lars closed his eyes. "Fine..." Lars heard his father shuffling with something for a few seconds, but he couldn't tell what. He then felt his father take a hold of his hand and then he felt something cold slide down onto his ring finger.

"Open your eyes, love..." James' voice was calm, happy and proud.

Lars opened his eyes and saw a golden band on his finger. He then saw that the hand his father was holding his with also had a golden band on it. he was at a loss for words. "Is this...."

James smiled. "Yup. Now it's official. Your my husband Lars. And I'm your husband, too."

Lars dive bombed his father with a hug, this time actually knocking the big guy over. "Oh dad! It's awesome! I'll never take it off!" Lars and his father shared a passionate kiss beyond anything they've experienced before. They both started to cry tears of joy as their ring hands folded together. "Hehe, all this crying over my father...It makes me look like a wuss..."

James wiped the tears from his son's eyes. "Think about how it looks for me, a six foot five alligator getting tacked by a kid half his size." James held his son in his arms. "I can't say enough how much I love you Lars. I never want to be apart from you..."

Lars laid on his father's chest, hugging him back. "I love you too dad. And these rings will make sure we're never apart."

James rubbed his son's back and then went back to business as usual as they lay there. "So, have you cleaned your room?"

Lars rolled his eyes. "Yes dad."

"Did you finish your homework?"

"I've only got, like, three questions left of my biology homework."

"Did you clean up after last night?"

"Yes dad. I still can't believe you were able to shoot a load onto the ceiling, but I was able to get it off."

"Good...Do you feel like making dinner?"

"Haha, no..." Lars playfully shook his head.

"Well then...How about after I get out of this suit, we head out for a movie and some dinner?"

"Really? SWEET!" Lars got off his dad and helped him up, giving him a playful slap on the ass. "Go get that big ass of yours out of those clothes!"

James gave Lars a stern look. "Lars...."

Lars snapped to attention. "Uh....I mean..."

James smirked. "I do have big ass, don't I?"

Lars smiled. "The biggest one I've ever seen! All plump and bouncy, too!" Lars took his dad's butt in his hands and shook it.

James smiled. "And it's all yours son. Now, you should get changed, too."

Lars nodded. "Alright."

* * *

James and Lars went to the theater in the mall. The movie was some two hour spiel about muscle clad warriors in thongs going to war. They didn't really pay attention, though, as they were too busy exploring each other's mouths. When the movie let out, they stopped in front of the jewelry store.

"Hey kid, that's where I got our rings from." James pointed it out. Meanwhile the genki assistant saw him.

"Oh hey, it's that big guy again! I see he's wearing the ring already. That bulky guy with him must be his son! I bet they're both talking about wedding plans for their future wives..." She looked on, noticing that the two were holding hands. "Wait...Why are they..."

James pulled Lars in. "I'm so happy Lars....Come here!" Lars wrapped his arms around his dad, resting his hands on his butt. as his father took his chin in his hands.

"Wait, you mean..." The picture was starting to come together for the assistant. She snuck a bit closer so that she could hear what they were saying.

"I love you dad...And I promise I'll be the best husband you've ever had!" Lars smiled up at his father.

"Your doing that already by being the best son I've ever had..." James leaned down and sweetly kissed his son, pressing their ring hands together.

"WHAAAAT!? You mean when he said he was marrying his son..." She bounded out from her hiding place. "AHA!" The two lovers broke the kiss, a trail of drool hanging between their lips as they turned to the woman.

"Oh, it's you." James wiped his mouth. "This is my son, Lars."

The woman was shaking with befuddlement. "But then he....and you...you two...."

James rolled his eyes. "Yes. He's my son, I proposed to him, and we're lovers."

"You mean that WASN'T a joke earlier!?"

James shook his head, wrapping an arm around Lars. "No. He may be my son, but he's also my soul mate."

Lars held onto his father's arm. "Me and my dad, we have a connection and love that most people don't get to enjoy. And he's got a big dick, too!"

James smacked the back of Lars' head. "Lars! Watch your mouth when a woman is present!"

Lars rubbed his head where his dad smacked him. "Ow....sorry dad..."

"That's....That's SICK! That's SICK AND WRONG! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO!?" The genki lady suddenly looked less genki and more furious.

Lars rolled his eyes at the woman. "Hey, Love is love, no matter the form it takes. We're happy." James and Lars nodded in agreement.

"It doesn't matter! It's bad enough your gay, but you do NOT do that with with a kid! Give me those rings back!"

James got irate, holding his son closer in a more protecting way. "Hey bitch, I paid for these rings. You can't take them back just because you don't like who owns them."

Lars smirked at his father. "I thought we were supposed to be respectful of women papa..."

James looked down at his son. "There ARE exceptions to the rule, son." He sneered at the woman. "And this is definitely one."

"Right on!" The two snapped to attention as they heard a voice pipe up behind them. A random passerby had stopped to watch.

"It may not be "normal", but they aren't hurting anybody. Leave them alone you bitch!"

"Yeah!" Another bystander agreed. "Let the guy and his big daddy boyfriend be!"

Another person agreed. "I'm sure the younger guy is still old enough to think for himself!"

Another. "Well I personally don't like it, but seriously, repossessing their wedding rings? What kind of anthro are you?"

The woman gained an evil smirk. "Well it doesn't matter. It's against store policy to sell to homosexual couples."

James' veins popped. "What!?"

The lady laughed. "You may have lied to me about what you were buying these rings for-"

"I told you straight up what I was planning for them." James interjected.

"Well I didn't believe you. Anyway, Store policy dictates that I have to take those rings from you." She waked towards them. "So hand them over."

James snarled. "You aren't fooling me. What kind of store would have a policy like that?"

"NOT OURS." Another voice boomed out from behind the woman. At the entrance of the store was a grizzly bear crammed into a suit. He seemed to be just as big as James, and he was PISSED.

"Er-Mr. Jackson!" The poor woman's face grew pale as she saw the bear towering over her.

"Ms. Stacy! I knew it was a mistake hiring you!" Mr. Jackson looked as if he could maul the small woman with his eyes alone. "To show such disrespect and hate to these two men is unforgivable! You are FIRED! Turn in your apron and GET THE HELL OUT OF MY STORE!"

"Y...yes Mr. Jackson..." The woman shuffled into the store and the small crowd applauded before returning to what they were doing. In the mean time, the bear walked up to the two alligators.

". . .Can you believe that bitch James?" Mr. Jackson rolled his eyes and he pointed back at the woman.

James' serious look faded away. "I know J.J. Fuck was her problem?" James looked down to Lars. "Lars, this is Jeffery Jackson. But we all called him J.J. Me and him played football together."

Lars held out his hand and shook J.J's "Err....It's nice to meet you sir..."

"So this is that son you can't stop fawning over? And you two got married, too...Can't say I expected something like this from you James." J.J. smirked at Lars. "Your daddy and me used to compete to see who could get the most pussy during a school year. He had an unfair advantage since freshmen guys flocked to him, but I kept up pretty good."

James chuckled, blushing. "Hehe, we were kids back then. Having Lars taught me a lesson about fucking around like that." James held onto his son's shoulders. "It's kinda weird, I know, but this kid's showed me more about love the anybody I've come across in my life. I would be a dumb-ass to not give my life to this kid..."

Lars blushed. "Aww, dad...."

"Me and the kid are actually on our way to dinner to celebrate." James had a warm smile on his face.

J.J. smiled. "Well, wish you two the best of luck. That's, like, the craziest thing you could ever do with your son." J.J. shrugged. "Oh, we still on for cards with the boys next week? Or does that man of yours got you whipped already?"

James smirked. "I'll be there Jeff. Say hi to Anastasia for me."

J.J. chuckled. "I'll be sure to tell her the good news. She'll go nuts!" J.J. headed back into the store. "I gotta make sure this chick doesn't steal anything before she leaves. Enjoy the engagement rings!"

James and Lars waved to J.J. as he went back into the store. "Well now..." James turned his attention to his son. "What do you say we go get something to eat?" James moved his hand from Lars' shoulder to his hand.

"Sure dad." Lars held on to his father's hand and the two left.

* * *

A bit later, Lars and James were eating at their favorite pizza place.

James held out his glass to his son. "To us..."

Lars clinked his glass on his fathers. "To us!"

James sat there, looking at his son. He looked at the ring on his finger and then the ring on his own finger. He kept looking at the two, growing more and more serious and finally let out a deep sigh. "Lars..."

"Dad..." Lars held out his hand to hold his father's. "What's wrong?"

James looked into his son's eyes. "You know Lars...What happened earlier....that's just the beginning. There are lots of people in this world who probably hate us for what we are without knowing us." James held his son's hands as he searched for the right words. "You...can back out from this if you want." His heart sank as he spoke. "As your father, I want you to live the happiest life I can provide for you....Even if it means giving up my husband...."

Lars sat there, looking into his father's eyes. "Dad..." Lars pulled his father's arm, making him slip forward so that the two of them were eye level. "I'm not leaving you dad. Never! I don't care what anyone else thinks about us! If they try to pull anything then I'll just have to shut them up!" Lars' eyes were filled with passion. "I'm not a little kid, in a few months I'll be eighteen. I understand the risks and I know we're in for a lot of shit from a lot of people." Lars' expression became more loving. "But if we stand proudly against them, they can't hurt us." Lars pulled back, smirking at his dad. "So your stuck with me dad. Deal with it."

James was awestruck by his son's passionate speech. "Lars...Your really sure about this?"

Lars slipped out of his side of their booth and scooted in on his father's side, holding his hands. "I've never been more sure about anything in my life. I want to be with you...though this isn't just me wanting you..." Lars moved in close to his father. "I need you dad....I need you in my life..." Lars hugged his father, nuzzling his chest. "Without my daddy here with me, I'd be lost...." Lars looked up into his father's eyes. "I gave myself to you so that I could be with you forever. You don't do something like that without being absolutely sure." Lars hugged his father tighter. "And I'm absolutely sure..."

James wrapped his arms around his son. "My boy....Your right....We can face whatever resistance we get together....Because we were made for each other..." James kissed Lars tenderly. "It's funny that my kid realized that right off the bat while his old man was falling apart..."

Lars smiled warmly. "Well I don't have a son to worry about..." Lars held his father's ring hand in his. "I do have a husband to worry about, though. And I'm going to worry my ass off." Lars chuckled.

* * *

Lars and James finally returned home late at night.

"Phew, I can't believe we went out on the town like that dad!" Lars took off his jacket and tossed it on the couch.

"Well, I wanted my husband to have the time of his life..." James smiled as he put his coat up. "You know, honey, there are magical devices known as hangers..."

Lars rolled his eyes. "Right dad...." Lars grabbed his coat up off the couch and hung it up.

"Man, it's almost one." James looked at the clock in the kitchen.

Lars walked down the hall to his room. "Well, we had one hell of a time." Lars was about to step into his room when a big arm grabbed him from behind.

"And where do you think your going kid?" James held Lars tight in his arm, giving him a lustful look.

"To get ready for bed?" Lars smirked, knowing what his dad was doing.

"Oh no you don't..." James unzipped his pants, letting his tented underwear spring out, hitting his son in the back. "This night's only getting started..."

Lars took hold of the pole in his father's underwear. "But it's a school night."

James practically dragged Lars into his bedroom. "I'll tell them you got sick."

Lars began taking off his clothes. "What about wrestling practice?"

James was somehow already naked, his cock bobbing and throbbing in his sons face. "I'm about to give you the hardest workout of your life kid!"


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