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James and Lars take a trip into the past on a lazy Saturday.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The third installment of Father And Son! James and Lars take a trip into the past on a lazy Saturday.", "writing": "Father And Son Episode 3: Love And Greed\n\n\"Hey. It's Lars again. Me and my dad face challenges every day. How will we deal with discrimination? How much of our love do we let slip? And who do we let in on our relationship? But one of the biggest challenges we're going to have to face is my mom. My dad and my mom hate each other. My dad thinks my mom is a horrible person with a toxic personality, and my mom hates my dad because...You know, I don't actually know why...All I know is that it had to do with my birth...There's a lot of stuff revolving around my custody as a baby that I don't know...\"\n\n\n* * *\n\n\n\"Come on dad! Pick up the pace!\"\n\n\"I kinda have my hands full working these two things over!\"\n\n\"If you weren't wielding such a big monster, maybe you'd be able to move faster!\"\n\n\"Hey, I think he's sexy!\"\n\n\"Oh man, here it comes....\"\n\n\"Let's do this together son!\"\n\n\"Yeah dad!\"\n\n\"Come on...Were close....Just a bit more....yeah....Yeah....\"\n\n\"Ooh, almost...we just got to keep the rhythm dad...\"\n\n\"Almost.....Almost...YEAAAAAAAH!\"\n\n\"OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! WE DID IT!\"\n\nLars and James, clad only in boxers and tee-shirts jumped for joy as they saw the Stage Clear tally rack up their score and list the stickers and trophies they got.\n\n\"Way to go Lars! That's another stage of Subspace Emissary cleared on Intense! I wasn't that sure I'd like this at first, but Smash Brothers is pretty damn fun!\"\n\nLars smiled. \"I knew you'd like it. But we only barely made it past that stage. If you insist on playing as Bowser, could you at least use a Gamecube controller so you can bring your A-Game?\"\n\nJames shrugged, Wii-Mote and Nunchuck in his hands. \"Well I thought I'd exercise my arms since I'm sitting on my fat ass all Saturday.\"\n\nLars smirked. \"But I like your fat ass daddy...And if you want to work your arms out, you could just work over my-\"\n\n\"LARS!\" James interjected, clearly upset with his son. \"You do NOT ask your father to give you a hand-job when playing co-op! Only during Versus!\" James smirked back at his son.\n\n\"Alright, alright...I'm thinking we should take a break after that last stage. Up next is the Great Maze, and that'll be an all night thing.\" Lars put his controller on the coffee table.\n\n\"Then we'll do it next Saturday. Your not staying up all night playing video games after that last abysmal report card.\" James set his controller down\n\nLars shrugged. \"Come oooon. I only got a few C's. No biggie.\"\n\n\"No biggie? Son, in this family, we bring home B's or higher. Preferably higher!\" James stood up, his parental mode in full swing. \"My grandfather got good grades. My father, your grandpa, got good grades. And you better believe he made sure I brought home good grades! It's an Alexander tradition to get every last scrap of knowledge we can out of any learning experience! It's how I came to be a Productivity Supervisor!\" James stood proudly, letting the impact of his words set in. \"Do you hear me Lars-HEY!\" James jumped as he felt something freezing cold touch his back.\n\n\"Haha, got ya dad!\" Lars handed his dad a can of beer. He had gone into the kitchen and gotten himself and his dad a drink while James was talking.\n\nJames gave Lars a dead serious expression. \"Lars...\"\n\nLars took his father's free hand and looked him in the eye. \"I know dad. I'm working harder this quarter. I don't want to let my dad down. Especially since you've cut down our sex for this quarter.\" Lars sat back down, leading his father down with him.\n\n\"Good boy Lars.\" James patted Lars on the head. \"Hehe, don't tell your father, but I think you've earned a little motivation.\" James gave Lars a kiss on the lips. \"But that's all the motivation your getting until I see good test scores from ALL of your classes.\"\n\nLars' smiled, his heart fluttering a bit from the kiss. \"Fine...anything for more of you dad...\" Lars switched the TV back to normal channels and started flipping through them. \"Saturday afternoon and I've been grounded from sex with my dad...what is a gator to do?\"\n\nJames shrugged. \"Hell, I don't know. This is a punishment for me too Lars. You know I can't keep my hands off you...\" Flipping through the channels, they come across a rerun of the Maury Polvich show. \"They're showing him on Saturdays now?\"\n\nLars looked up the programming schedule in their TV guide. \"It's part of a paternity test themed programming block this weekend. It's to promote that new documentary about that slutty chick who had to travel across the U.F. to find the father of her kid.\" Lars shrugged. \"It's not dick, but it'll do....\"\n\nJames got a sour look on his face. \"Ugh, fighting over children....That brings me back...\" He thought back.\n\nLars looked over at his dad. \"Hey dad, what exactly happened back then between you and Mom?\"\n\nJames looked over at his son. \"I never told you what happened?\"\n\nLars shook his head. \"Not in any real detail. All I know is that it was over my custody. And mom is always saying that you cheated her out of some money or something...\"\n\nJames shook his head. \"Ugh, that woman....Willing to twist the truth so quickly, she'd make a lawyer blush...And with how much of a slutty slut she is, she'd probably blow him off, too.\"\n\nLars gave his father the same deadpan expression that was used on him. \"That's my mom dude....\"\n\nJames shook his head. \"Sorry....Well, it's an ugly story...but here it is...\"\n\n* * *\n\nFlashback to a younger James. He was a bit leaner and looked a bit more like his son.\n(Back then, I was a real stud. Being bisexual just meant I had more meat to choose from. If there was a pussy, I'd fuck it, if there was a dick, I'd suck it. As you can probably guess, I wasn't always the safest rider. I learned my lesson when I met her...)\n\nJames was walking down the street, flashing smiles to anyone he thought was cute. \"Hey girl! Why not hit me up sometime? Hey big guy! Why not let me show you how to really treat a man?\"\n(I was around 19 at the time. Fresh out of high school and into college on a football scholarship. I made sure everyone knew about it, too. Unfortunately, that meant SHE learned about it.)\n\nA female alligator with a very full, hourglass shaped figure smacked into James, dropping his books. \"Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going.\" She picked up her and James' books, being sure to show off her assets as she did.\n\n\"Ooh, don't worry babe, It's all good.\" James gave her a devious smirk.\n\n\"Oh, okay. My name is Lartriana.\" Latriana nodded as she spoke.\n\n\"My parents call me Jamiel. But most people call me James.\" James helped Latriana up.\n\n\"Oh, your the football player, right?\" Latriana's eyes lit up.\n\n\"So you heard of me?\" James posed proudly.\n\n\"Yeah! I heard you knew how to treat a lady.\" Latriana matched James' devious smirk with a smirk of her own.\n\n\"Ooh...Well maybe you should head over to my place later, and I can show you how good I'd treat a fine little thing like you.\" James wrote down his room number for Latriana.\n\n\"Hehe, I'll be there stud. See ya later.\" Latriana skipped off, making sure her curves swayed as she did.\n\n* * *\n\nJames put his face into his palm as he thought back, shaking his head. \"Now I have no idea why I didn't see through her back then. I mean she was TOTALLY transparent. Had I been thinking about anything but sex, I would have seen that she obviously had a secondary agenda but hey, sex'll do that to a man.\" James took a swig of his beer. \"Now I won't regale you with the magical story of how I fucked your mother...\"\n\n\"THANK YOU.\" Lars shouted, relived that he would not have to think of his mother in any sexual context.\n\nJames cracked a smile at his son's repulsion. \"Really Lars? I can hear you beating off whenever I change my shirt, but even thinking about your mom's love life squicks you out?\"\n\nLars shuddered. \"Yeah, well your a sexy beast dad. I would never think of mom like that....that's just gross...\"\n\nJames shrugged. \"Tell me about it...Anyway, we did have sex...I'd rate her a seven out of ten...And then we kinda stopped talking to each other. I didn't know what was up with her, but I had hit it already, so I didn't really care.\"\n\n* * *\n\n(That was, until a few months later.)\n\nJames was sitting at the kitchen table in his apartment, writing furiously.\n(I was trying to finish a paper that I had let slide while I went out to a party...)\n\nThere was a knock at James' door. \"Who is it?\"\n\n\"It's Latriana! Open this door James!\" Latriana began banging on the door.\n\n\"Alright, hang on.\" James went to the door and opened it. Before he could even say hello, there was a baby alligator in his hands.\n\n\"This is yours James. You got me pregnant, and this is your son!\" Latriana looked HORRIBLE. her hair was unkempt and she had bags for days.\n\n\". . . . . . . . . . .what.\" James looked down, dumbfounded. \"I got you pregnant...\" What she told him started to process in his mind. \"And....this...is my son...\"\n\nLatriana hid a smirk. She saw James was starting to break, exactly as she planned. \"Those cheap-ass condoms you used on me broke, so now you have a baby to take care of.\" She waited for James' reaction.\n\n\"I.......have....a son.\" James looked down at the baby. \"I have a son?\" He held the baby up to get a better look at it. \"This is my baby.\"\n\nLatriana started to get annoyed at James' delayed reaction. \"YES. It's your baby. Now I know your type, you don't want this baby, but you going to have to pay for-\"\n\nJames had a giant smile on his face. \"I HAVE A SON! HOLY CRAP, I HAVE A SON!\" James snuggled the little baby in his arms. \"Oh man, this is SO COOL!\"\n\n\". . . . . . . . . . .what.\" Latriana's expression went blank. She wasn't expecting this kind of reaction.\n\n\"What's the little guy's name?\" James ticked the babies belly, making him giggle.\n\n\"Err...I named him Lars....\" Latriana was busy thinking of a way to save her plan.\n\nJames held the baby up to his cheek. \"Lars Alexander....I'm your daddy Lars. Hey there little guy....Your so cute!\"\n\n* * *\n\nJames smiled. \"Needless to say, I loved you from day one.\" James hugged his son. \"You were so tiny any cute. Like a little angel.\"\n\nLars smiled warmly at his dad. \"Haha, Kinda makes sense in a weird way that we turned out the way we did...\"\n\nJames shrugged. \"Kinda...Anyway, I had always liked the idea of being a father, but I never really found anyone I was able to connect with. I thought it was going to be a long time before I had a kid because of that reason alone, but then here you were. In my arms. And I was more then happy to take on the responsibility of parenthood. Latriana, on the other hand...\"\n\n* * * \n\nA few weeks later, James was preparing a baby bag, while talking on the phone. \"No, I can't do anything today....I'm taking care of the kid today...Yeah! It's kinda hard, but I'm loving it. There's nothing like being a daddy.\" There was a knock at the door. \"Oh, that must be her now. Later.\" James hung up the phone and went to the door. \"Hey Latrian-AAAAH! You look TERRIB-GOOD...if I do say so myself...\" James scratched behind his head as he caught himself.\n\nLatriana looked horribly worn down. \"Shut up James. I've been busy taking care of this kid, so I don't exactly have the time to take care of myself.\" Latriana hurriedly handed Lars over. \"You have no idea how hard it is to take care of this kid and still have a social life.\"\n\nJames took Lars in his arms. \"Hey kiddo. How have you been? Have you been giving your mommie trouble, you little devil?\" James tickled Lars' belly. \"You know Latriana, if you feel that way, I can take over custody of Lars, I really don't mind. I'd kinda enjoy being able to have him with me for more then the weekend...\" James wrapped Lars in a blanket and set him down in his playpen.\n\nLatriana shook her head. \"Oh no. You just keep giving me that child support.\"\n\nJames raised an eyebrow at Latriana. \"What's up with you? You've been more worried about that child support then you have been about our baby.\"\n\nLatriana rolled her eyes. \"I just don't want to be left out in the cold.\"\n\nJames shook his head. \"I would never do that. I love our son. And if I were to take custody of him, I could probably spend my money more efficiently on him.\" James looked around at the stuff he had bought for his kid.\n\n\"No, you give ME that money!\" Latriana snapped at James.\n\nWhat was going on clicked in James' head. \"All you want is my money, isn't it?\"\n\nLatriana crossed her arms and looked away, realizing she had mi-stepped. \"I just want to make sure that kid is propperly taken care of.\"\n\nJames gave Latriana a pierceing look. \"Hey, I'm doing my best. Lars comes before everything else in my life. I can't say the same for you. You treat him like a burden. You only buy the minimum for him.\" James looked her in the eye. \"Your only interested in the money your getting from me, aren't you?\"\n\n Latriana relented. \"Okay....Maybe. So what?\"\n\nJames grew upset. \"You....If your only intested in the money, then you DON'T care about our son, not a bit. Is that right?\"\n\nLatriana stiffened back up. \"And where are you getting THAT from?\"\n\nJames looked Latriana up and down. \"I noticed you had new earrings, your always showing up in a new outfit. Meanwhile you barely talk about Lars unless your complaining about taking care of him. Your just in it for the money, right?\"\n\nLatriana rolled her eyes. \"Well he came out of nowhere. I'm still a young girl. Maybe I do kinda resent having my life taken away from me.\"\n\nJames became even more upset. \"Then why not let me take him? I care about Lars. I want the best for him. He's the greatest thing I've ever been able to have.\"\n\nLatriana turned to James, also upset. \"We need the money. You provide it.\"\n\nJames got angry. \"Well I'm putting an end to that! I buy everything Lars needs as is, you don't NEED my money!\"\n\nLatriana snapped. \"Well I hope you enjoy this weekend, because it's the LAST time your going to see this child if you stop that child support!\" Latriana stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door behind her.\n\n\"...What the hell? She can't do that....can she?\" The loud noises had startled Lars and he started crying. \"It's alright Lars, it's okay...\" James scooped up Lars in his arms, holding him tight. \"Lars....What are we going to do?\"\n\n* * *\n\nLars was very upset. \"She was only interested in milking you for your money...So that's what she meant....\"\n\nJames nodded sadly. \"Yeah...\"\n\n\"But...you weren't famous or anything. Why would she go after you, especially with such an extreme plot?\" Lars leaned on his father.\n\n\"She was a selfish girl.\" James tightened his grip on his son. \"She only saw that I had a scholarship for football and assumed I would be a star football player or something like that.\" James growled. \"She thought that if she had my baby, I would have to take care of both of you. And when it became clear that I didn't give a damn about her, she wanted to break my heart.\" James held onto Lars' hand. \"Since I didn't love her, she decided to use someone I did love...You...\"\n\n* * *\n\n\"Please, no! Don't take my kid away from me!\" James was pleading with Latriana as she took Lars away. \"He's my son!\"\n\n\"You didn't give birth to him, did you?\" Latriana buckled Lars up in his car seat. \"If you don't want to pay child support, then you don't want to have a child.\"\n\nJames felt hot tears in his eyes. \"Don't do this. Don't! Don't take my son from me!\"\n\nLatriana laughed at James. \"Your pathetic! Crying over a baby, PLEASE! Man up and deal with it.\" She slipped into her car. \"Wave bye-bye to daddy...for the LAST TIME!\"\n\nJames held his hand onto the window of the car. \"....Bye Lars.....I love you...\" Lars held his tiny hand up to his father's. \"I promise....We'll be together again. We'll be a family...\"\n\nLatriana snarked. \"Oh please. Even if you went to the courts, they'd still award me full custody!\" Latriana pointed directly at James. \"Your a father who doesn't want to pay child support to his son's mother. That's all they'll look at. You won't have a snowballs chance in hell!\" She drove off.\n\nJames fell to his knees on he sidewalk outside his apartment complex. He was crushed. His little bundle of life had been cruelly ripped from his hands.\n\n* * *\n\nJames was tearing up, a somber look on his face. \"Even now... just thinking about how helpless she made me feel...\" James felt as Lars hugged him tightly.\n\n\"Dad...That had to be rough...\" Lars nuzzled his dad's chest, trying to comfort him.\n\nJames smiled down at his son. \"It was....but that only made me fight harder!\"\n\n* * *\n\nJames was sitting in court, dressed in a sharp looking suit. \"Damn, this suit is hot...\" James looked across the isle and saw Latriana sit down, Lars in her arms. \"Lars....Hey Lars. Have you missed daddy?\"\n\nThe judge banged his gavel. \"Order in the court. We are here to determine what should happen to one year old Lars Alexander. Ms. Latriana Alise, state your case.\"\n\nLatriana got up. \"Your honor, Last year that man impregnated me with the baby here. I'm just a girl, and can't support myself. He does not want to pay child support for our child! That cannot stand!\" She flashed James an evil smirk. \"I'm doing this for the good of the baby and myself.\"\n\n\"Mr. Jamiel Alexander, is it true you refuse to pay child support to this poor woman?\" The judge looked to James.\n\nJames stood. \"Yes sir. I did refuse to pay child support, but only because I wanted to obtain custody of Lars myself. Your honor, that woman doesn't care about our son. She only cares about the money. She still goes out and parties and she's always spending on frivolous things. She only gets the bare minimum for Lars, and I will not stand for the disgusting misuse of my money or the abhorrent treatment of my son!\" James stood firm and proper.\n\nThe judge nodded. \"I see...Is this true Ms. Alise?\"\n\n\"Well, I do spend a bit of the money on myself, but that is only because I don't have a job. I'm a poor college student, and I need all the help I can get, especially with this baby.\"\n\n\"I'm a college student, too. And I BEGGED you to let me take Lars off your hands.\" James looked over to Latriana.\n\n\"Mr. Alexander, you will have your turn to speak.\"\n\n\"I'm sorry.\" James returned to his stoic position.\n\n\"Now, Ms. Alise, please continue.\"\n\n\"Thank you your honor. I also fear for my son's well being because that man is a homosexual!\" Latriana smirked and James grimaced. \"What kind of home would he provide for my child?\"\n\n\"Is this true Mr. Alexander? Are you homosexual?\" The judge looked over to James.\n\n\".....I'm bisexual your honor. But I don't see why that should matter. We are talking about the well being of my son, not my sex life.\" James did his best to keep his composure, but inside he wanted to crush Latriana for pulling such an underhanded defense. \"I fear for my son's well being because she's clearly got mental issues.\"\n\n\"WHAT!?\" Latriana snarled at James.\n\n\"Ms. Alise, please.\"\n\n\"The last time I saw my son was three months ago. I was begging and pleading, on my knees, tears in my eyes for her not to take my son away. And she laughed in my face and told me I was pathetic. She told me I would have to man up. She's using my poor child as a bargaining chip, a meal ticket. Using him to get to the small amount of money I have. She tells me I need to man up, but she's acting like a child.\"\n\nLatriana snapped at James \"HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME LIKE THAT YOU MONEY GRUBBING FAGGOT!?\"\n\n\"SILENCE!\" The judge was VERY upset.\n\nLatriana stood still.\n\nThe judge returned to his stoic expression \"Now Mr. Alexander, if you were to gain full custody of your child, how would you do any better?\"\n\n\"Well, I'm doing an entry level job at a bank. It doesn't pay that much, but it's enough to see that my son gets everything he needs. And if I get promoted, I will be eligible for their healthcare plan.\" James smiled. \"It would be hard, having a child is never easy, But having my little boy there to greet me every morning would give me the strength to keep going. Coming home to my son every day would make dealing with any kind of trials worth it. I adore that baby, and will provide only the best for him.\" James looked over to his son, smiling warmly.\n\n\"Thank you Mr. Alexander. Ms Latriana, how would you provide for your son if you were to regain your child support order.?\"\n\nLatriana put on her best shit eating smile. \"Your honor, I would cherish this baby boy for all of time. I don't have a job right now, but the child support would hold us over until I find a new job. This baby would be brought up in a PROPPER house with a PROPPER parent.\"\n\n\"Having heard both sides, it is at this time that I must rule in favor of the defendant Mr. Jamiel Alexander. He is better suited to raising a child and so he will gain full custody of Lars Alexander.\"\n\nJames smiled widely, on the verge of tears. \"Thank you your honor. Thank you for giving me my son back...\"\n\n\"WHAT!?\" Latriana grew angry. \"WHAT ABOUT MY MONEY!? AND MY SON!?\"\n\nThe judge turned to Latriana, upset. \"You will have visitation rights. And if you have another outburst like that, I will have you tossed out of this courtroom!\"\n\n\"Grrr....\" Latriana sulked.\n\n\"Mr. Alexander, I can't determine if what you've told me about her is entirely what happened, but I do know from her actions today that you must be a SAINT to put up with her behavior. I feel that Lars would have a much better emotional environment living with you.\" The judge smiled as the bailiff brought James his son.\n\n\"Lars!\" James held Lars in the air. \"I promised you Lars, I promised I would fight to get you back. And I'm going to keep fighting for you.\" James held Lars in his arms, kissing him on the forehead. \"I love you Lars. And I promise we'll never be apart again...\"\n\n* * *\n\n\"That's not entirely how the court date went down, but that's the gist of what happened. I was sincere and calm, your mom made an ass of herself, and I left there you you in my arms.\" James smiled warmly.\n\n\"And I've never left them since.\" Lars leaned up and kissed his dad. \"I'm so lucky to have a husband who would fight so hard for me...\"\n\nJames smiled down at Lars. \"I fought for you as your father Lars.\" James kissed Lars on the forehead.\n\nLars held onto James' ring hand. \"Now we have to fight for each other, right dad?\"\n\nJames gripped his son's hand. \"Right Lars...\" The two went back to watching TV. James started to squirm and wiggle, looking very uncomfortable.\n\nLars chuckled at his dad's odd display. \"What's wrong dad?\"\n\nJames growled. \"Grr....FUCK IT!\" James reached into his boxers and pulled out the rock hard cock he had been trying unsuccessfully to conceal. \"I can't take it! Let's do it just this once, but you have to promise me your going to be working harder in school!\"\n\nLars' eyes lit up. \"I promise dad, I promise!\"\n\n\"Good!\" James grabbed the back of Lars' head. \"Now get to sucking!\"\n\n\n* * *\n\n\n\"I had no idea my mom did that! How dare she use me as a meal ticket!? How dare she use me to hurt my father!? Just thinking about what she did, and then to hide it from me, It make me so pissed! My dad got the last laugh, though. He got custody over me, we were a loving father and son for years and now we're a loving couple. Haha, I bet if she knew the kinds of things that me and dad do with each other, she'd go green with envy! She doesn't deserve the kind of love me and my dad give to each other. She had her chance, and she blew it. He's mine now. He's always been mine!\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Father And Son Episode 3: Love And Greed

"Hey. It's Lars again. Me and my dad face challenges every day. How will we deal with discrimination? How much of our love do we let slip? And who do we let in on our relationship? But one of the biggest challenges we're going to have to face is my mom. My dad and my mom hate each other. My dad thinks my mom is a horrible person with a toxic personality, and my mom hates my dad because...You know, I don't actually know why...All I know is that it had to do with my birth...There's a lot of stuff revolving around my custody as a baby that I don't know..."


*  *  *


"Come on dad! Pick up the pace!"

"I kinda have my hands full working these two things over!"

"If you weren't wielding such a big monster, maybe you'd be able to move faster!"

"Hey, I think he's sexy!"

"Oh man, here it comes...."

"Let's do this together son!"

"Yeah dad!"

"Come on...Were close....Just a bit more....yeah....Yeah...."

"Ooh, almost...we just got to keep the rhythm dad..."

"Almost.....Almost...YEAAAAAAAH!"

"OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! WE DID IT!"

Lars and James, clad only in boxers and tee-shirts jumped for joy as they saw the Stage Clear tally rack up their score and list the stickers and trophies they got.

"Way to go Lars! That's another stage of Subspace Emissary cleared on Intense! I wasn't that sure I'd like this at first, but Smash Brothers is pretty damn fun!"

Lars smiled. "I knew you'd like it. But we only barely made it past that stage. If you insist on playing as Bowser, could you at least use a Gamecube controller so you can bring your A-Game?"

James shrugged, Wii-Mote and Nunchuck in his hands. "Well I thought I'd exercise my arms since I'm sitting on my fat ass all Saturday."

Lars smirked. "But I like your fat ass daddy...And if you want to work your arms out, you could just work over my-"

"LARS!" James interjected, clearly upset with his son. "You do NOT ask your father to give you a hand-job when playing co-op! Only during Versus!" James smirked back at his son.

"Alright, alright...I'm thinking we should take a break after that last stage. Up next is the Great Maze, and that'll be an all night thing." Lars put his controller on the coffee table.

"Then we'll do it next Saturday. Your not staying up all night playing video games after that last abysmal report card." James set his controller down

Lars shrugged. "Come oooon. I only got a few C's. No biggie."

"No biggie? Son, in this family, we bring home B's or higher. Preferably higher!" James stood up, his parental mode in full swing. "My grandfather got good grades. My father, your grandpa, got good grades. And you better believe he made sure I brought home good grades! It's an Alexander tradition to get every last scrap of knowledge we can out of any learning experience! It's how I came to be a Productivity Supervisor!" James stood proudly, letting the impact of his words set in. "Do you hear me Lars-HEY!" James jumped as he felt something freezing cold touch his back.

"Haha, got ya dad!" Lars handed his dad a can of beer. He had gone into the kitchen and gotten himself and his dad a drink while James was talking.

James gave Lars a dead serious expression. "Lars..."

Lars took his father's free hand and looked him in the eye. "I know dad. I'm working harder this quarter. I don't want to let my dad down. Especially since you've cut down our sex for this quarter." Lars sat back down, leading his father down with him.

"Good boy Lars." James patted Lars on the head. "Hehe, don't tell your father, but I think you've earned a little motivation." James gave Lars a kiss on the lips. "But that's all the motivation your getting until I see good test scores from ALL of your classes."

Lars' smiled, his heart fluttering a bit from the kiss. "Fine...anything for more of you dad..." Lars switched the TV back to normal channels and started flipping through them. "Saturday afternoon and I've been grounded from sex with my dad...what is a gator to do?"

James shrugged. "Hell, I don't know. This is a punishment for me too Lars. You know I can't keep my hands off you..." Flipping through the channels, they come across a rerun of the Maury Polvich show. "They're showing him on Saturdays now?"

Lars looked up the programming schedule in their TV guide. "It's part of a paternity test themed programming block this weekend. It's to promote that new documentary about that slutty chick who had to travel across the U.F. to find the father of her kid." Lars shrugged. "It's not dick, but it'll do...."

James got a sour look on his face. "Ugh, fighting over children....That brings me back..." He thought back.

Lars looked over at his dad. "Hey dad, what exactly happened back then between you and Mom?"

James looked over at his son. "I never told you what happened?"

Lars shook his head. "Not in any real detail. All I know is that it was over my custody. And mom is always saying that you cheated her out of some money or something..."

James shook his head. "Ugh, that woman....Willing to twist the truth so quickly, she'd make a lawyer blush...And with how much of a slutty slut she is, she'd probably blow him off, too."

Lars gave his father the same deadpan expression that was used on him. "That's my mom dude...."

James shook his head. "Sorry....Well, it's an ugly story...but here it is..."

*   *   *

Flashback to a younger James. He was a bit leaner and looked a bit more like his son.
(Back then, I was a real stud. Being bisexual just meant I had more meat to choose from. If there was a pussy, I'd fuck it, if there was a dick, I'd suck it. As you can probably guess, I wasn't always the safest rider. I learned my lesson when I met her...)

James was walking down the street, flashing smiles to anyone he thought was cute. "Hey girl! Why not hit me up sometime? Hey big guy! Why not let me show you how to really treat a man?"
(I was around 19 at the time. Fresh out of high school and into college on a football scholarship. I made sure everyone knew about it, too. Unfortunately, that meant SHE learned about it.)

A female alligator with a very full, hourglass shaped figure smacked into James, dropping his books. "Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." She picked up her and James' books, being sure to show off her assets as she did.

"Ooh, don't worry babe, It's all good." James gave her a devious smirk.

"Oh, okay. My name is Lartriana." Latriana nodded as she spoke.

"My parents call me Jamiel. But most people call me James." James helped Latriana up.

"Oh, your the football player, right?" Latriana's eyes lit up.

"So you heard of me?" James posed proudly.

"Yeah! I heard you knew how to treat a lady." Latriana matched James' devious smirk with a smirk of her own.

"Ooh...Well maybe you should head over to my place later, and I can show you how good I'd treat a fine little thing like you." James wrote down his room number for Latriana.

"Hehe, I'll be there stud. See ya later." Latriana skipped off, making sure her curves swayed as she did.

*   *   *

James put his face into his palm as he thought back, shaking his head. "Now I have no idea why I didn't see through her back then. I mean she was TOTALLY transparent. Had I been thinking about anything but sex, I would have seen that she obviously had a secondary agenda but hey, sex'll do that to a man." James took a swig of his beer. "Now I won't regale you with the magical story of how I fucked your mother..."

"THANK YOU." Lars shouted, relived that he would not have to think of his mother in any sexual context.

James cracked a smile at his son's repulsion. "Really Lars? I can hear you beating off whenever I change my shirt, but even thinking about your mom's love life squicks you out?"

Lars shuddered. "Yeah, well your a sexy beast dad. I would never think of mom like that....that's just gross..."

James shrugged. "Tell me about it...Anyway, we did have sex...I'd rate her a seven out of ten...And then we kinda stopped talking to each other. I didn't know what was up with her, but I had hit it already, so I didn't really care."

*   *   *

(That was, until a few months later.)

James was sitting at the kitchen table in his apartment, writing furiously.
(I was trying to finish a paper that I had let slide while I went out to a party...)

There was a knock at James' door. "Who is it?"

"It's Latriana! Open this door James!" Latriana began banging on the door.

"Alright, hang on." James went to the door and opened it. Before he could even say hello, there was a baby alligator in his hands.

"This is yours James. You got me pregnant, and this is your son!" Latriana looked HORRIBLE. her hair was unkempt and she had bags for days.

". . . . . . . . . . .what." James looked down, dumbfounded. "I got you pregnant..." What she told him started to process in his mind. "And....this...is my son..."

Latriana hid a smirk. She saw James was starting to break, exactly as she planned. "Those cheap-ass condoms you used on me broke, so now you have a baby to take care of." She waited for James' reaction.

"I.......have....a son." James looked down at the baby. "I have a son?" He held the baby up to get a better look at it. "This is my baby."

Latriana started to get annoyed at James' delayed reaction. "YES. It's your baby. Now I know your type, you don't want this baby, but you going to have to pay for-"

James had a giant smile on his face. "I HAVE A SON! HOLY CRAP, I HAVE A SON!" James snuggled the little baby in his arms. "Oh man, this is SO COOL!"

". . . . . . . . . . .what." Latriana's expression went blank. She wasn't expecting this kind of reaction.

"What's the little guy's name?" James ticked the babies belly, making him giggle.

"Err...I named him Lars...." Latriana was busy thinking of a way to save her plan.

James held the baby up to his cheek. "Lars Alexander....I'm your daddy Lars. Hey there little guy....Your so cute!"

*   *   *

James smiled. "Needless to say, I loved you from day one." James hugged his son. "You were so tiny any cute. Like a little angel."

Lars smiled warmly at his dad. "Haha, Kinda makes sense in a weird way that we turned out the way we did..."

James shrugged. "Kinda...Anyway, I had always liked the idea of being a father, but I never really found anyone I was able to connect with. I thought it was going to be a long time before I had a kid because of that reason alone, but then here you were. In my arms. And I was more then happy to take on the responsibility of parenthood. Latriana, on the other hand..."

*   *   *

A few weeks later, James was preparing a baby bag, while talking on the phone. "No, I can't do anything today....I'm taking care of the kid today...Yeah! It's kinda hard, but I'm loving it. There's nothing like being a daddy." There was a knock at the door. "Oh, that must be her now. Later." James hung up the phone and went to the door. "Hey Latrian-AAAAH! You look TERRIB-GOOD...if I do say so myself..." James scratched behind his head as he caught himself.

Latriana looked horribly worn down. "Shut up James. I've been busy taking care of this kid, so I don't exactly have the time to take care of myself." Latriana hurriedly handed Lars over. "You have no idea how hard it is to take care of this kid and still have a social life."

James took Lars in his arms. "Hey kiddo. How have you been? Have you been giving your mommie trouble, you little devil?" James tickled Lars' belly. "You know Latriana, if you feel that way, I can take over custody of Lars,  I really don't mind. I'd kinda enjoy being able to have him with me for more then the weekend..." James wrapped Lars in a blanket and set him down in his playpen.

Latriana shook her head. "Oh no. You just keep giving me that child support."

James raised an eyebrow at Latriana. "What's up with you? You've been more worried about that child support then you have been about our baby."

Latriana rolled her eyes. "I just don't want to be left out in the cold."

James shook his head. "I would never do that. I love our son. And if I were to take custody of him, I could probably spend my money more efficiently on him." James looked around at the stuff he had bought for his kid.

"No, you give ME that money!" Latriana snapped at James.

What was going on clicked in James' head. "All you want is my money, isn't it?"

Latriana crossed her arms and looked away, realizing she had mi-stepped. "I just want to make sure that kid is propperly taken care of."

James gave Latriana a pierceing look. "Hey, I'm doing my best. Lars comes before everything else in my life. I can't say the same for you. You treat him like a burden. You only buy the minimum for him." James looked her in the eye. "Your only interested in the money your getting from me, aren't you?"

 Latriana relented. "Okay....Maybe. So what?"

James grew upset. "You....If your only intested in the money, then you DON'T care about our son, not a bit. Is that right?"

Latriana stiffened back up. "And where are you getting THAT from?"

James looked Latriana up and down. "I noticed you had new earrings, your always showing up in a new outfit. Meanwhile you barely talk about Lars unless your complaining about taking care of him. Your just in it for the money, right?"

Latriana rolled her eyes. "Well he came out of nowhere. I'm still a young girl. Maybe I do kinda resent having my life taken away from me."

James became even more upset. "Then why not let me take him? I care about Lars. I want the best for him. He's the greatest thing I've ever been able to have."

Latriana turned to James, also upset. "We need the money. You provide it."

James got angry. "Well I'm putting an end to that! I buy everything Lars needs as is, you don't NEED my money!"

Latriana snapped. "Well I hope you enjoy this weekend, because it's the LAST time your going to see this child if you stop that child support!" Latriana stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door behind her.

"...What the hell? She can't do that....can she?" The loud noises had startled Lars and he started crying. "It's alright Lars, it's okay..." James scooped up Lars in his arms, holding him tight. "Lars....What are we going to do?"

*   *   *

Lars was very upset. "She was only interested in milking you for your money...So that's what she meant...."

James nodded sadly. "Yeah..."

"But...you weren't famous or anything. Why would she go after you, especially with such an extreme plot?" Lars leaned on his father.

"She was a selfish girl." James tightened his grip on his son. "She only saw that I had a scholarship for football and assumed I would be a star football player or something like that." James growled. "She thought that if she had my baby, I would have to take care of both of you. And when it became clear that I didn't give a damn about her, she wanted to break my heart." James held onto Lars' hand. "Since I didn't love her, she decided to use someone I did love...You..."

*   *   *

"Please, no! Don't take my kid away from me!" James was pleading with Latriana as she took Lars away. "He's my son!"

"You didn't give birth to him, did you?" Latriana buckled Lars up in his car seat. "If you don't want to pay child support, then you don't want to have a child."

James felt hot tears in his eyes. "Don't do this. Don't! Don't take my son from me!"

Latriana laughed at James. "Your pathetic! Crying over a baby, PLEASE! Man up and deal with it." She slipped into her car. "Wave bye-bye to daddy...for the LAST TIME!"

James held his hand onto the window of the car. "....Bye Lars.....I love you..." Lars held his tiny hand up to his father's. "I promise....We'll be together again. We'll be a family..."

Latriana snarked. "Oh please. Even if you went to the courts, they'd still award me full custody!" Latriana pointed directly at James. "Your a father who doesn't want to pay child support to his son's mother. That's all they'll look at. You won't have a snowballs chance in hell!" She drove off.

James fell to his knees on he sidewalk outside his apartment complex. He was crushed. His little bundle of life had been cruelly ripped from his hands.

*   *   *

James was tearing up, a somber look on his face. "Even now... just thinking about how helpless she made me feel..." James felt as Lars hugged him tightly.

"Dad...That had to be rough..." Lars nuzzled his dad's chest, trying to comfort him.

James smiled down at his son. "It was....but that only made me fight harder!"

*   *   *

James was sitting in court, dressed in a sharp looking suit. "Damn, this suit is hot..." James looked across the isle and saw Latriana sit down, Lars in her arms. "Lars....Hey Lars. Have you missed daddy?"

The judge banged his gavel. "Order in the court. We are here to determine what should happen to one year old Lars Alexander. Ms. Latriana Alise, state your case."

Latriana got up. "Your honor, Last year that man impregnated me with the baby here. I'm just a girl, and can't support myself. He does not want to pay child support for our child! That cannot stand!" She flashed James an evil smirk. "I'm doing this for the good of the baby and myself."

"Mr. Jamiel Alexander, is it true you refuse to pay child support to this poor woman?" The judge looked to James.

James stood. "Yes sir. I did refuse to pay child support, but only because I wanted to obtain custody of Lars myself. Your honor, that woman doesn't care about our son. She only cares about the money. She still goes out and parties and she's always spending on frivolous things. She only gets the bare minimum for Lars, and I will not stand for the disgusting misuse of my money or the abhorrent treatment of my son!" James stood firm and proper.

The judge nodded. "I see...Is this true Ms. Alise?"

"Well, I do spend a bit of the money on myself, but that is only because I don't have a job. I'm a poor college student, and I need all the help I can get, especially with this baby."

"I'm a college student, too. And I BEGGED you to let me take Lars off your hands." James looked over to Latriana.

"Mr. Alexander, you will have your turn to speak."

"I'm sorry." James returned to his stoic position.

"Now, Ms. Alise, please continue."

"Thank you your honor. I also fear for my son's well being because that man is a homosexual!" Latriana smirked and James grimaced. "What kind of home would he provide for my child?"

"Is this true Mr. Alexander? Are you homosexual?" The judge looked over to James.

".....I'm bisexual your honor. But I don't see why that should matter. We are talking about the well being of my son, not my sex life." James did his best to keep his composure, but inside he wanted to crush Latriana for pulling such an underhanded defense. "I fear for my son's well being because she's clearly got mental issues."

"WHAT!?" Latriana snarled at James.

"Ms. Alise, please."

"The last time I saw my son was three months ago. I was begging and pleading, on my knees, tears in my eyes for her not to take my son away. And she laughed in my face and told me I was pathetic. She told me I would have to man up. She's using my poor child as a bargaining chip, a meal ticket. Using him to get to the small amount of money I have. She tells me I need to man up, but she's acting like a child."

Latriana snapped at James "HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME LIKE THAT YOU MONEY GRUBBING FAGGOT!?"

"SILENCE!" The judge was VERY upset.

Latriana stood still.

The judge returned to his stoic expression "Now Mr. Alexander, if you were to gain full custody of your child, how would you do any better?"

"Well, I'm doing an entry level job at a bank. It doesn't pay that much, but it's enough to see that my son gets everything he needs. And if I get promoted, I will be eligible for their healthcare plan." James smiled. "It would be hard, having a child is never easy, But having my little boy there to greet me every morning would give me the strength to keep going. Coming home to my son every day would make dealing with any kind of trials worth it. I adore that baby, and will provide only the best for him." James looked over to his son, smiling warmly.

"Thank you Mr. Alexander. Ms Latriana, how would you provide for your son if you were to regain your child support order.?"

Latriana put on her best shit eating smile. "Your honor, I would cherish this baby boy for all of time. I don't have a job right now, but the child support would hold us over until I find a new job. This baby would be brought up in a PROPPER house with a PROPPER parent."

"Having heard both sides, it is at this time that I must rule in favor of the defendant Mr. Jamiel Alexander. He is better suited to raising a child and so he will gain full custody of Lars Alexander."

James smiled widely, on the verge of tears. "Thank you your honor. Thank you for giving me my son back..."

"WHAT!?" Latriana grew angry. "WHAT ABOUT MY MONEY!? AND MY SON!?"

The judge turned to Latriana, upset. "You will have visitation rights. And if you have another outburst like that, I will have you tossed out of this courtroom!"

"Grrr...." Latriana sulked.

"Mr. Alexander, I can't determine if what you've told me about her is entirely what happened, but I do know from her actions today that you must be a SAINT to put up with her behavior. I feel that Lars would have a much better emotional environment living with you." The judge smiled as the bailiff brought James his son.

"Lars!" James held Lars in the air. "I promised you Lars, I promised I would fight to get you back. And I'm going to keep fighting for you." James held Lars in his arms, kissing him on the forehead. "I love you Lars. And I promise we'll never be apart again..."

*   *   *

"That's not entirely how the court date went down, but that's the gist of what happened. I was sincere and calm, your mom made an ass of herself, and I left there you you in my arms." James smiled warmly.

"And I've never left them since." Lars leaned up and kissed his dad. "I'm so lucky to have a husband who would fight so hard for me..."

James smiled down at Lars. "I fought for you as your father Lars." James kissed Lars on the forehead.

Lars held onto James' ring hand. "Now we have to fight for each other, right dad?"

James gripped his son's hand. "Right Lars..." The two went back to watching TV. James started to squirm and wiggle, looking very uncomfortable.

Lars chuckled at his dad's odd display. "What's wrong dad?"

James growled. "Grr....FUCK IT!" James reached into his boxers and pulled out the rock hard cock he had been trying unsuccessfully to conceal. "I can't take it! Let's do it just this once, but you have to promise me your going to be working harder in school!"

Lars' eyes lit up. "I promise dad, I promise!"

"Good!" James grabbed the back of Lars' head. "Now get to sucking!"


*   *   *


"I had no idea my mom did that! How dare she use me as a meal ticket!? How dare she use me to hurt my father!? Just thinking about what she did, and then to hide it from me, It make me so pissed! My dad got the last laugh, though. He got custody over me, we were a loving father and son for years and now we're a loving couple. Haha, I bet if she knew the kinds of things that me and dad do with each other, she'd go green with envy! She doesn't deserve the kind of love me and my dad give to each other. She had her chance, and she blew it. He's mine now. He's always been mine!"", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Father And Son: Episode Three", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "1", "views": "352" }