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I wonder what my family would think of me...\"\n\n* * *\n\nJames was at work, sweating in his suit as he walked through the isles of the office. \"Lamar, good work. Kassie, keep doing what your doing. Eugine...oh for the love of-Put your dick back in your pants, wipe that computer's history and MAYBE I'll forget what I just saw you doing.\"\n\n\"Woah, I didn't know you were talking literally when you said that some of the people you work with were jerkoffs!\" Lars popped up from behind his father's back.\n\nJames jumped, shocked by his son's sudden appearance. \"LARS!? Aren't you supposed to be at school!?\" James gave his son an angry look.\n\n\"Relax dad! We got dismissed early. It was one of those Teacher's Institute Days.\" Lars patted his father's shoulders, trying desperately to defuse his father.\n\n\"Oh...Well then what ARE you doing here?\" James flipped from anger to joy, happy that his son would visit him at work.\n\n\"I got home and I noticed this...\" Lars held up a paper bag, snickering. \"You forgot your lunch dad.\"\n\nJames sheepishly smiled. \"My lunch? I was really in that much of a rush this morning?\"\n\nLars nodded. \"Yup. And me, as your loving son, saw it fit to take the train all the way across town to deliver it to you.\" Lars sweetly placed the lunch in his father's hands, both of them smiling at the romantic subtext in their talk.\n\n\"HEY KID, YOU CANNOT SIMPLY WALK INTO THE EMPLOYEE AREA! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?\" One of the cubicle workers stormed up to Lars.\n\n\"Richard, I've told you about my son, Lars.\" James smiled as he put an arm around Lars' shoulder. \"He was bringing me my lunch.\"\n\nRichard jumped back. \"Your Daddy Alex's son? How old are you?\"\n\nLars scratched behind his head. \"Seventeen, but I'll be eighteen in a few months.\"\n\nRichard stood in amazement. \"Look at how big you are! I could have mistaken you for a twenty-five year old. You and your dad look just like a matched set!\"\n\nLars blushed. \"Haha, your embarrassing me.\" Lars put his arm around his dad. \"I don't think I could ever be as big as this guy, though. He makes me look puny by comparison. I still go to him for protection, like my own personal bodyguard.\"\n\nJames blushed. \"Haha, stop it kid. Trying to embarrass your old man front of his co-workers.\" James chuckled , in a very good mood when a secretary walked up.\n\n\"Mr. Alexander, You've gotten a fax from headquarters. I left it on your desk.\"\n\n\"Thank you Kamile.\" James nodded. \"Come with me Lars.\"\n\n\"Right behind you Dad! See you guys!....I'd burn Mr. Eugine's chair...\" The two went to the end of the isle and through a door into an office with a window facing out on the city. \"Coool, this is your new office?\" Lars looked around at the office. Everything was orderly and clean.\n\nJames smiled. \"Yup. I worked hard through the years and this is what I have to show for it.\" James went to sit in his chair and look at the files on his desk. \"Blah, another executive visit. Fuck...\"\n\n\"Are those bad or something?\" Lars walked around, joining his dad behind his desk.\n\n\"Well, no. With how I keep this office running, it'll easily be another report of praise...\" James held his head in his hand. \"But the whole thing is basically me leading some jerkoff executives around all day and answering the same questions every five minutes.\"\n\nLars shivered. \"That sounds suicidally boring dad.\" Lars noticed that a lot of James desk had pictures of him on it. \"Aww, you always hear about it, but you never really think your parents have pictures of you on their desk.\"\n\nJames smiled, holding one. \"Well I have to have my inspiration. Whenever I'm having an exceptionally shitty day, I sit down here, look at all these pictures, and I think \"I'm doing it for him...my son...\" and it gets me through until I can get home.\"\n\nLars smiled widely. \"Aww dad...\" Lars knelt down next to James and kissed him on the cheek. \"I keep a picture of you in my wallet. It helps me have a part of you when times are rough.\"\n\n\"That's sweet Lars...\" James got up from his chair and sat Lars on his desk. \"You ever made out in an office before kiddo?\"\n\nLars took hold of James' tie, pulling him close. \"Damn dad, I didn't know you were so kinky.\"\n\nJames smirked. \"I'm not kinky...I just need a mid-morning pick-me-up.\" James began kissing Lars sweetly on the cheeks before locking lips with Lars, both of them exploring each other's mouths as passions overtook them.\n\n\"Mmh...Dad...This is so hot...\" Lars slowly unbuttoned James' overshirt.\n\n\"You want it here? In my office?\" James started to unzip his fly.\n\n\"Yeah...Let's do it...\" Lars was about to move on to undoing James' pants when there was a knock at the door. \"FUUUU-\" James covered his son's mouth to keep him from shouting.\n\n\"Mr. Alexander. Are you busy?\"\n\nJames hastily zipped back up his pants, sinking low into his chair to hide his erection. \"Not at all Kamile. Come in.\"\n\nMs. Kamile opened the door and stepped into the office. \"Eugine was headed out to Subway and was wondering if you and your son wanted anything.\"\n\nJames felt relived as it seemed like Kamile hadn't noticed anything.. \"Err....I don't know. You want anything Lars?\"\n\nLars snickered. \"From that guy? I'd like a big, meaty footlong type thing.\"\n\nJames snapped to attention. \"Lars!\"\n\nLars shook his head. \"I only meant I wanted a meatball marinara thinggy! Relax.\"\n\nJames gave Lars a stern eye. \"Just remember there's a woman in the room before you make jokes like that.\"\n\nLars frowned. \"Sorry father. Sorry Ms. Kamile.\"\n\n\"Haha, it's alright Lars. I thought it was kinda fun after hearing about Eugine's...particular peculiars....\"\n\nLars smirked. \"You think he's trying to butter up my papa with this lunch run?\"\n\n\"Hehe, most likely.\" Kamile snickered.\n\n\"Well I'm not sure how well it'll work on my dad, but free food is always a plus. The best way to a man's heart is through his stomach after all.\" Lars nodded.\n\nKamile chuckled. \"Well aren't you a sharp kid?\"\n\nJames smiled. \"Just like his old man, right?\"\n\nKamile nodded. \"Like a little clone.\" She turned to leave. \"I have to get to the rest of the office about that lunch run.\"\n\nJames nodded. \"Okay. Oh, and I'll get a Meatball Marinara, too. Extra Parmesan!\"\n\n\"Yes sir.\" Kamile left, closing the door.\n\n\". . . . . . .PHEW! That was CLOSE!\" James put his face onto his desk.\n\nLars nodded. \"That could have been ugly...\" \n\nJames sat back in his chair, giving himself a quick test fondle. \"Whelp, my boner's gone. Looks like we won't be having office sex after all kid.\n\nLars looked disappointed. \"Aww...I'll just have to make you cum twice as hard when you get home then...\" Lars smiled. \"I'm leaving after lunch, by the way. Can't have my papa distracted by the sexy all day.\"\n\nJames remembered. \"Oh yeah, you did bring me my lunch. And we just ordered subs...Sorry kid, it looks like you came here for noth-\" Lars ambushed his dad with a passionate kiss.\n\n\"Being able to do that makes the trip more than worth it dad.\" Lars held James' ring hand in his. \"I am your loving husband after all.\"\n\nJames smiled, shaking his head. \"I don't know what's going to happen on Take Your Kid To Work Day. Sometimes how much I lust for you is just inconvenient, you know that Lars?\"\n\nLars felt proud of himself after hearing how much his dad lusted for him. \"That's part of what makes it fun. I don't think I'd be able to make it through a Parent Teacher Conference without hanging on you like a monkey.\"\n\n\"Oh yeah?\" James raised an eyebrow.\n\n\"Yeah! Whenever I hear those teachers praising my work, I just know that I'm in for some Good Work Sex when we get home...\" Lars smiled warmly. \"By the way, we have another one of those coming up.\"\n\n\"You had better have gotten those grades back up after not-so-subtly telling me what you want for them.\" James gave Lars a stern look. \"You may have brought me good test scores like I asked, but it's the teachers and the progress reports that'll tell me if your ready to go back to making love every day rather then every couple of weeks..\"\n\n\"Don't worry dad. When you get done with those teachers, your going to be unloading so much cum in me, I think you'll get me pregnant.\" Lars smirked at his father.\n\n\"We'll see Lars...\" James continued his stern look as he got up from his seat. \"Now, I got to go and check up on the cubicle kids.\" James smiled down at his son. \"Want to help?\"\n\n\"Sure!\" Lars got to his feet.\n\n\"Good.\" James handed Lars a clipboard holding a paper with names and assignments on it. \"Now keep up and jot down the completion progress of each worker's assignments.\"\n\nLars turned on his cheesiest secretary voice. \"Yes mistah jay.\"\n\n* * *\n\nA few hours later, Lars and James returned home.\n\n\"PHEW! That's what you do all day!?\" Lars was tired, more from boredom then from fatigue.\n\nJames launched his overshirt across the room as he shuffled through the mail. \"Yup. It's pretty dull, but I do my job well. Thanks for staying all the way through it with me Lars. It must have been boring as hell.\"\n\nLars smiled. \"It's no problem dad. I didn't think it was boring at all since I was with you. Besides, I didn't have enough train fare to get back...\" Lars sheepishly scratched the back of his head.\n\n\"Oh yeah? Well at least you weren't too bored waiting around for me.\" James continued shuffling through the mail until he got to a particular envelope. \"Oh hey, this is from the folks!\"\n\nLars looked back from his room as he set his money down on the desk. \"You mean Grandpa and Grandma?\"\n\nJames nodded. \"Yeah. Apparently they're throwing a big party for their anniversary and they want to know if I can come.\" James read the letter as he got a beer out of the fridge. \"Oh, and they want me to \"Bring that cute little Lars of yours.\" with me.\"\n\n\"Well we can't let them down. We should totally go!\" Lars nodded at the idea, smiling.\n\n\"Great. I'll call them right now!\" James went to the phone.\n\n\"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE DAD!\" Lars yelled to his dad, causing him to stop.\n\n\"What is it La.....\" James trailed off as he saw his son leaning on the wall in the hallway, completely naked.\n\n\"Don't think I forgot big guy. Grounded or not, we're having some office sex!\" Lars smirked at his dad.\n\nJames pants instantly got tighter, and you could clearly see the outline of his hard cock flowing down his pant leg, ending in a wet spot where his precum started leaking. \"I think the family will understand if I call them tomorrow.\" James walked down the hall to his on, sexually stripping off his clothes. \"I'll tell them I was swamped with interpersonal work matters.\" In a matter of seconds James was stripped naked except for his tie.\n\n\"Aah-aah dad. Leave the tie on...\" Lars held on to the tie and led his father into his room.\n\n* * *\n\nThe next day, James stepped into the office in a wonderful mood, passing by Ms. Kamile. \"Good morning Kamile.\"\n\n\"Good morning Mr. Alexander.\" She followed behind, passing him some forums. \"I need your signature on these.\"\n\n\"Alright.\" He began writing out his signature on the forms. \"Did you send off the confirmation form to headquarters?\"\n\n\"Yes sir. They'll be here Friday, bright and early.\"\n\n\"Ugh...I'll need to get some extra strength coffee for that. And have someone buy a few bottles of that fancy-schmancy coffee creamer they go gaga over.\" James finished filling out the forms, passing them back. \"Also, I'll need the forms for vacation based leaves of absence.\"\n\nKamile followed behind, passing James more papers. \"Oh? Your going somewhere?\"\n\nJames nodded. \"Yup. My parents are holding an anniversary party next week and I'm thinking that me and Lars could drive up there for it.\"\n\n\"Oh how sweet. Speaking of your son, did you remember your lunch? I don't think anyone else is going to be fapping with you in the room any time soon, so we won't be having free Subway\"\n\nJames chuckled, embarrassed. \"Of course I remembered it this time.\" James held up his briefcase. \"Got it right in here. Lars says I'm going to love what he made for me, so I didn't want to forget it.\"\n\nKamile smiled. \"What a sweet kid. Is it just you two?\"\n\nJames nodded. \"Yeah. Back when he was a baby, I got full custody of him from, pardon my french, that bitch who gave birth to him.\" James got into his office, sitting down at his desk, with Kamile closing the door behind them.\n\n\"Ookay, not touching on that. How long have you and him been married?\"\n\n\"Oh, we're not really married...yet...but it's been a few mon-\" James froze. Did she just... \"Wait...you think we're married? BWAHAHAHA! THAT'S RICH KAMILE!\"\n\nKamile gave James a deadpan look. \"Jameil, you both have matching wedding bands, of course I would put it together. I'm not like the rest of this brain dead staff.\"\n\nJames facepalmed, defeated. \"Shit...We're not usually in the same place during the day, so people don't notice we wear wedding rings. So now what? Are you going to blackmail me or something?\"\n\n\"What? NO! Not at all.\" Kamile shook her head. \"I noticed that you've been a lot happier at work for a while now, and seeing you with your son yesterday made it clear that you two love each other in that way, and that's making you happier. I think it's cute is all.\"\n\n\"Well...thanks Kamile...but please keep this on the down-low for now. If people get wind of me and my son before he turns eighteen...\"\n\nKamile turned to leave. \"I understand. Let me get those vacation request forms for you.\" Kamile turned back as she headed out the door. \"Oh, and by the way...\"\n\nJames looked up from his work. \"Yeah Kamile?\"\n\nKamile smirked. \"I would suggest you trade in those khaki slacks for black dress pants if you plan to hide any more erections. The shadows that your...big friend...cast on khakis leave little to the imagination.\"\n\nJames slammed his head on his desk, completely embarrassed. \"Yes Kamile...Thanks for the tip.\"\n\n* * *\n\nThat Friday, James got home from work, worn out. \"I'm home Lars....\"\n\nLars ran up to his father. \"Welcome home dad!\" Lars leaned up and kissed his father on the cheek. \"How did the visit from upstairs go?\"\n\nJames plopped down on the couch. \"I've never poured so much Amaretto Creamer before in my life.\" James slipped out of his shoes and then laid down on the couch. \"Ugh, and all that up and down with that pen on the forms, it's like I was fourteen again with brand new Playboy...\" \n\n\"Did Ms. Kamile mention anything about us?\" Lars massaged his father's shoulders.\n\nJames smiled. \"She talked about your visit. She mentioned how polite and respectful you were and noted that we were a loving family of two.\" His smile turned into a smirk. \"She also noted that you were quite clever, able to pick up on and predict business strategies.\" James started to smile even wider as his son's massage relived all the stress in his shoulders. \"She really painted me as a family man, and that'll be a plus on that report.\"\n\n\"Well that's great dad!\" Lars wrapped his arms around his dad's neck and hugged him from behind, kissing him on the cheek. \"If this keeps up, then you'll be one of those big bosses...And then we can get a house with swimming pool!\"\n\nJames rolled his eyes. \"I don't think it's going to be that easy.\" James grabbed Lars around the waist behind him, lifting him over his head and plopping him down on top of him. \"Besides, all we need is a roof over our heads and each other.\" James hugged his son.\n\nLars hugged him back. \"Your right dad. Where else could I get a man who can lift me over his head like a rag doll?\"\n\nJames smiled as Lars lay in his arms. \"Nowhere.\" James gave Lars a quick kiss. \"Now, we're setting out for Grandma and Grandpa's place on Monday, so we have to be ready. It'll take about two or three days to get there by car with a small bit of time for pit stops.\"\n\nLars nodded. \"Three days of nothing but you and me. I picked up their anniversary present after school, and had it wrapped. I suck with wrapping paper.\"\n\n\"Good. But next time wait until I get home and I'll wrap it. That gift wrapping shit's expensive....\" James ran his hand up and down Lars' tail.\n\n\"Don't worry, it came out of my pocket.\" Lars flicked his dad's snout. \"The school told me they have my absence recorded, and it won't hurt my attendance. I will have a crapload of homework to do when I get back, though.\"\n\n\"And your going to do ALL of it.\" James sounded firm, but the smile never left his face. \"I guess we can spend tomorrow and Sunday packing and setting everything up for our leaving.\"\n\nLars rolled his eyes. \"Ugh...I hate packing...\"\n\nJames rolled his eyes. \"Me too...But tonight...\" James moved his hands down lower to his son's butt. \"How about we have some going away sex?\"\n\nLars raised an eyebrow. \"But we're both going to the same place....\"\n\nJames gave Lars a deadpan look. \"Lars, I'm offering to fuck you. Given your current situation at school and how it affects your situation at home, do you really need me to give you a logical reason to fuck?\"\n\nLars grinded into his father's crotch, making them both get hard. \"I guess not!\"\n\n\n* * *\n\n\n\"....What? You thought it was time for my closing remarks? We're only partway through this. Now if you'll excuse me, I have son to plow! See you next time!\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Father And Son: Episode Four: Working Towards The Reunion

"It's James. Me and Lars have been loving each other with no sign of slowing down. He's getting pretty close to the big eighteen, and when he does turn eighteen, that's when I'm going go through
with our marriage officially. I ask him almost every day if he's sure about this and every day he tells me he is. He's fallen in love with being my loving husband...and I've fallen in love with it, too. I  wonder what my family would think of me..."

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James was at work, sweating in his suit as he walked through the isles of the office. "Lamar, good work. Kassie, keep doing what your doing. Eugine...oh for the love of-Put your dick back in your pants, wipe that computer's history and MAYBE I'll forget what I just saw you doing."

"Woah, I didn't know you were talking literally when you said that some of the people you work with were jerkoffs!" Lars popped up from behind his father's back.

James jumped, shocked by his son's sudden appearance. "LARS!? Aren't you supposed to be at school!?" James gave his son an angry look.

"Relax dad! We got dismissed early. It was one of those Teacher's Institute Days." Lars patted his father's shoulders, trying desperately to defuse his father.

"Oh...Well then what ARE you doing here?" James flipped from anger to joy, happy that his son would visit him at work.

"I got home and I noticed this..." Lars held up a paper bag, snickering. "You forgot your lunch dad."

James sheepishly smiled. "My lunch? I was really in that much of a rush this morning?"

Lars nodded. "Yup. And me, as your loving son, saw it fit to take the train all the way across town to deliver it to you." Lars sweetly placed the lunch in his father's hands, both of them smiling at the romantic subtext in their talk.

"HEY KID, YOU CANNOT SIMPLY WALK INTO THE EMPLOYEE AREA! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?" One of the cubicle workers stormed up to Lars.

"Richard, I've told you about my son, Lars." James smiled as he put an arm around Lars' shoulder. "He was bringing me my lunch."

Richard jumped back. "Your Daddy Alex's son? How old are you?"

Lars scratched behind his head. "Seventeen, but I'll be eighteen in a few months."

Richard stood in amazement. "Look at how big you are! I could have mistaken you for a twenty-five year old. You and your dad look just like a matched set!"

Lars blushed. "Haha, your embarrassing me." Lars put his arm around his dad. "I don't think I could ever be as big as this guy, though. He makes me look puny by comparison. I still go to him for protection, like my own personal bodyguard."

James blushed. "Haha, stop it kid. Trying to embarrass your old man front of his co-workers." James chuckled , in a very good mood when a secretary walked up.

"Mr. Alexander, You've gotten a fax from headquarters. I left it on your desk."

"Thank you Kamile." James nodded. "Come with me Lars."

"Right behind you Dad! See you guys!....I'd burn Mr. Eugine's chair..." The two went to the end of the isle and through a door into an office with a window facing out on the city. "Coool, this is your new office?" Lars looked around at the office. Everything was orderly and clean.

James smiled. "Yup. I worked hard through the years and this is what I have to show for it." James went to sit in his chair and look at the files on his desk. "Blah, another executive visit. Fuck..."

"Are those bad or something?" Lars walked around, joining his dad behind his desk.

"Well, no. With how I keep this office running, it'll easily be another report of praise..." James held his head in his hand. "But the whole thing is basically me leading some jerkoff executives around all day and answering the same questions every five minutes."

Lars shivered. "That sounds suicidally boring dad." Lars noticed that a lot of James desk had pictures of him on it. "Aww, you always hear about it, but you never really think your parents have pictures of you on their desk."

James smiled, holding one. "Well I have to have my inspiration. Whenever I'm having an exceptionally shitty day, I sit down here, look at all these pictures, and I think "I'm doing it for him...my son..." and it gets me through until I can get home."

Lars smiled widely. "Aww dad..." Lars knelt down next to James and kissed him on the cheek. "I keep a picture of you in my wallet. It helps me have a part of you when times are rough."

"That's sweet Lars..." James got up from his chair and sat Lars on his desk. "You ever made out in an office before kiddo?"

Lars took hold of James' tie, pulling him close. "Damn dad, I didn't know you were so kinky."

James smirked. "I'm not kinky...I  just need a mid-morning pick-me-up." James began kissing Lars sweetly on the cheeks before locking lips with Lars, both of them exploring each other's mouths as passions overtook them.

"Mmh...Dad...This is so hot..." Lars slowly unbuttoned James' overshirt.

"You want it here? In my office?" James started to unzip his fly.

"Yeah...Let's do it..." Lars was about to move on to undoing James' pants when there was a knock at the door. "FUUUU-" James covered his son's mouth to keep him from shouting.

"Mr. Alexander. Are you busy?"

James hastily zipped back up his pants, sinking low into his chair to hide his erection. "Not at all Kamile. Come in."

Ms. Kamile opened the door and stepped into the office. "Eugine was headed out to Subway and was wondering if you and your son wanted anything."

James felt relived as it seemed like Kamile hadn't noticed anything.. "Err....I don't know. You want anything Lars?"

Lars snickered. "From that guy? I'd like a big, meaty footlong type thing."

James snapped to attention. "Lars!"

Lars shook his head. "I only meant I wanted a meatball marinara thinggy! Relax."

James gave Lars a stern eye. "Just remember there's a woman in the room before you make jokes like that."

Lars frowned. "Sorry father. Sorry Ms. Kamile."

"Haha, it's alright Lars. I thought it was kinda fun after hearing about Eugine's...particular peculiars...."

Lars smirked. "You think he's trying to butter up my papa with this lunch run?"

"Hehe, most likely." Kamile snickered.

"Well I'm not sure how well it'll work on my dad, but free food is always a plus. The best way to a man's heart is through his stomach after all." Lars nodded.

Kamile chuckled. "Well aren't you a sharp kid?"

James smiled. "Just like his old man, right?"

Kamile nodded. "Like a little clone." She turned to leave. "I have to get to the rest of the office about that lunch run."

James nodded. "Okay. Oh, and I'll get a Meatball Marinara, too. Extra Parmesan!"

"Yes sir." Kamile left, closing the door.

". . . . . . .PHEW! That was CLOSE!" James put his face onto his desk.

Lars nodded. "That could have been ugly..."

James sat back in his chair, giving himself a quick test fondle. "Whelp, my boner's gone. Looks like we won't be having office sex after all kid.

Lars looked disappointed. "Aww...I'll just have to make you cum twice as hard when you get home then..." Lars smiled. "I'm leaving after lunch, by the way. Can't have my papa distracted by the sexy all day."

James remembered. "Oh yeah, you did bring me my lunch. And we just ordered subs...Sorry kid, it looks like you came here for noth-" Lars ambushed his dad with a passionate kiss.

"Being able to do that makes the trip more than worth it dad." Lars held James' ring hand in his. "I am your loving husband after all."

James smiled, shaking his head. "I don't know what's going to happen on Take Your Kid To Work Day. Sometimes how much I lust for you is just inconvenient, you know that Lars?"

Lars felt proud of himself after hearing how much his dad lusted for him. "That's part of what makes it fun. I don't think I'd be able to make it through a Parent Teacher Conference without hanging on you like a monkey."

"Oh yeah?" James raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah! Whenever I hear those teachers praising my work, I just know that I'm in for some Good Work Sex when we get home..." Lars smiled warmly. "By the way, we have another one of those coming up."

"You had better have gotten those grades back up after not-so-subtly telling me what you want for them." James gave Lars a stern look. "You may have brought me good test scores like I asked, but it's the teachers and the progress reports that'll tell me if your ready to go back to making love every day rather then every couple of weeks.."

"Don't worry dad. When you get done with those teachers, your going to be unloading so much cum in me, I think you'll get me pregnant." Lars smirked at his father.

"We'll see Lars..." James continued his stern look as he got up from his seat. "Now, I got to go and check up on the cubicle kids." James smiled down at his son. "Want to help?"

"Sure!" Lars got to his feet.

"Good." James handed Lars a clipboard holding a paper with names and assignments on it. "Now keep up and jot down the completion progress of each worker's assignments."

Lars turned on his cheesiest secretary voice. "Yes mistah jay."

*   *   *

A few hours later, Lars and James returned home.

"PHEW! That's what you do all day!?" Lars was tired, more from boredom then from fatigue.

James launched his overshirt across the room as he shuffled through the mail. "Yup. It's pretty dull, but I do my job well. Thanks for staying all the way through it with me Lars. It must have been boring as hell."

Lars smiled. "It's no problem dad. I didn't think it was boring at all since I was with you. Besides, I didn't have enough train fare to get back..." Lars sheepishly scratched the back of his head.

"Oh yeah? Well at least you weren't too bored waiting around for me." James continued shuffling through the mail until he got to a particular envelope. "Oh hey, this is from the folks!"

Lars looked back from his room as he set his money down on the desk. "You mean Grandpa and Grandma?"

James nodded. "Yeah. Apparently they're throwing a big party for their anniversary and they want to know if I can come." James read the letter as he got a beer out of the fridge. "Oh, and they want me to "Bring that cute little Lars of yours." with me."

"Well we can't let them down. We should totally go!" Lars nodded at the idea, smiling.

"Great. I'll call them right now!" James went to the phone.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE DAD!" Lars yelled to his dad, causing him to stop.

"What is it La....." James trailed off as he saw his son leaning on the wall in the hallway, completely naked.

"Don't think I forgot big guy. Grounded or not, we're having some office sex!" Lars smirked at his dad.

James pants instantly got tighter, and you could clearly see the outline of his hard cock flowing down his pant leg, ending in a wet spot where his precum started leaking. "I think the family will understand if I call them tomorrow." James walked down the hall to his on, sexually stripping off his clothes. "I'll tell them I was swamped with interpersonal work matters." In a matter of seconds James was stripped naked except for his tie.

"Aah-aah dad. Leave the tie on..." Lars held on to the tie and led his father into his room.

*   *   *

The next day, James stepped into the office in a wonderful mood, passing by Ms. Kamile. "Good morning Kamile."

"Good morning Mr. Alexander." She followed behind, passing him some forums. "I need your signature on these."

"Alright." He began writing out his signature on the forms. "Did you send off the confirmation form to headquarters?"

"Yes sir. They'll be here Friday, bright and early."

"Ugh...I'll need to get some extra strength coffee for that. And have someone buy a few bottles of that fancy-schmancy coffee creamer they go gaga over." James finished filling out the forms, passing them back. "Also, I'll need the forms for vacation based leaves of absence."

Kamile followed behind, passing James more papers. "Oh? Your going somewhere?"

James nodded. "Yup. My parents are holding an anniversary party next week and I'm thinking that me and Lars could drive up there for it."

"Oh how sweet. Speaking of your son, did you remember your lunch? I don't think anyone else is going to be fapping with you in the room any time soon, so we won't be having free Subway"

James chuckled, embarrassed. "Of course I remembered it this time." James held up his briefcase. "Got it right in here. Lars says I'm going to love what he made for me, so I didn't want to forget it."

Kamile smiled. "What a sweet kid. Is it just you two?"

James nodded. "Yeah. Back when he was a baby, I got full custody of him from, pardon my french, that bitch who gave birth to him." James got into his office, sitting down at his desk, with Kamile closing the door behind them.

"Ookay, not touching on that. How long have you and him been married?"

"Oh, we're not really married...yet...but it's been a few mon-" James froze. Did she just... "Wait...you think we're married? BWAHAHAHA! THAT'S RICH KAMILE!"

Kamile gave James a deadpan look. "Jameil, you both have matching wedding bands, of course I would put it together. I'm not like the rest of this brain dead staff."

James facepalmed, defeated. "Shit...We're not usually in the same place during the day, so people don't notice we wear wedding rings. So now what? Are you going to blackmail me or something?"

"What? NO! Not at all." Kamile shook her head. "I noticed that you've been a lot happier at work for a while now, and seeing you with your son yesterday made it clear that you two love each other in that way, and that's making you happier. I think it's cute is all."

"Well...thanks Kamile...but please keep this on the down-low for now. If people get wind of me and my son before he turns eighteen..."

Kamile turned to leave. "I understand. Let me get those vacation request forms for you." Kamile turned back as she headed out the door. "Oh, and by the way..."

James looked up from his work. "Yeah Kamile?"

Kamile smirked. "I would suggest you trade in those khaki slacks for black dress pants if you plan to hide any more erections. The shadows that your...big friend...cast on khakis leave little to the imagination."

James slammed his head on his desk, completely embarrassed. "Yes Kamile...Thanks for the tip."

*   *   *

That Friday, James got home from work, worn out. "I'm home Lars...."

Lars ran up to his father. "Welcome home dad!" Lars leaned up and kissed his father on the cheek. "How did the visit from upstairs go?"

James plopped down on the couch. "I've never poured so much Amaretto Creamer before in my life." James slipped out of his shoes and then laid down on the couch. "Ugh, and all that up and down with that pen on the forms, it's like I was fourteen again with brand new Playboy..."

"Did Ms. Kamile mention anything about us?" Lars massaged his father's shoulders.

James smiled. "She talked about your visit. She mentioned how polite and respectful you were and noted that we were a loving family of two." His smile turned into a smirk. "She also noted that you were quite clever, able to pick up on and predict business strategies." James started to smile even wider as his son's massage relived all the stress in his shoulders. "She really painted me as a family man, and that'll be a plus on that report."

"Well that's great dad!" Lars wrapped his arms around his dad's neck and hugged him from behind, kissing him on the cheek. "If this keeps up, then you'll be one of those big bosses...And then we can get a house with swimming pool!"

James rolled his eyes. "I don't think it's going to be that easy." James grabbed Lars around the waist behind him, lifting him over his head and plopping him down on top of him. "Besides, all we need is a roof over our heads and each other." James hugged his son.

Lars hugged him back. "Your right dad. Where else could I get a man who can lift me over his head like a rag doll?"

James smiled as Lars lay in his arms. "Nowhere." James gave Lars a quick kiss. "Now, we're setting out for Grandma and Grandpa's place on Monday, so we have to be ready. It'll take about two or three days to get there by car with a small bit of time for pit stops."

Lars nodded. "Three days of nothing but you and me. I picked up their anniversary present after school, and had it wrapped. I suck with wrapping paper."

"Good. But next time wait until I get home and I'll wrap it. That gift wrapping shit's expensive...." James ran his hand up and down Lars' tail.

"Don't worry, it came out of my pocket." Lars flicked his dad's snout. "The school told me they have my absence recorded, and it won't hurt my attendance. I will have a crapload of homework to do when I get back, though."

"And your going to do ALL of it." James sounded firm, but the smile never left his face. "I guess we can spend tomorrow and Sunday packing and setting everything up for our leaving."

Lars rolled his eyes. "Ugh...I hate packing..."

James rolled his eyes. "Me too...But tonight..." James moved his hands down lower to his son's butt. "How about we have some going away sex?"

Lars raised an eyebrow. "But we're both going to the same place...."

James gave Lars a deadpan look. "Lars, I'm offering to fuck you. Given your current situation at school and how it affects your situation at home, do you really need me to give you a logical reason to fuck?"

Lars grinded into his father's crotch, making them both get hard. "I guess not!"


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