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Sorry guys. It's fatherson time!\n\nThis time we: Surprise people, serve people and stand up to people!\n\nThis is kinda really light on the sexy, but it's still pretty heavy for other reasons.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "I very nearly forgot to post this up. Sorry guys. It's fatherson time!

This time we: Surprise people, serve people and stand up to people!

This is kinda really light on the sexy, but it's still pretty heavy for other reasons.", "writing": "Father And Son Episode Nine: A Celebration Of Love And The Fires Of Hatred\n\nSaturday, The big day! It was about four fifty-five in the morning. The sun had barely even risen yet.\n\n\"Cm'on guys, hurry up. You know how early Dad wakes up!\"\n\n\"Keep your voice down idiot. We're almost ready.\"\n\n\"Don't call your uncle an idiot! Where's the respect?\"\n\n\"It'll be with you in the trash outside if you don't shut up Jumeres.\"\n\n\"And who are you? You sure 'aint nobody's boss. Your just a bank teller.\"\n\n\"Actually, he's a Productivity Supervisor. That's the highest ranking position he could have at the bank without heading into the international ranks and his duties are those that would be expected of someone of such high ranking. So for all intents and purposes, my dad IS a boss, now back to my original point: Keep your voice down.\"\n\n\"Hehe, that's my boy. How do you know so much about my job?\"\n\n\"I read the handbook while I was there last week. It's not like I didn't have the time.\"\n\n\"Alright guys, we're ready. momma and daddy are going to be sooo happy.\"\n\nFour shadows snuck up the stairs to the master bedroom. Inside, Grandaddy Alex and Anibelle lay silently, asleep. The four younger alligators all positioned themselves around the bed.\n\n\"Alright...one.....two....THREE!\" Lars flipped on the light, giving Grandaddy Alex and Anibelle time to actually wake up. The light turned on to reveal James had breakfast in bed in his hands and Celie and Jumeres stood at his side. \"NOW!!\"\n\n The all shouted. \"HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!\" And Jumeres and Celie let loose two confetti crackers, showing the the husband and wife in a snow of confetti.\n\n\"Oh isn't this sweet of you kids?\" Anibelle smiled widely.\n\n\"Shit, they woke up early enough to catch me asleep. That alone is impressive! Thanks kiddies!\" Grandaddy Alex had a giant grin on his face as he looked around at his kids and grand kid.\n\n\"It was Celie's idea.\" James slowly put the tray down between them on the bed.\n\nLars joined them, nodding. \"Yeah! If Aunt Celie hadn't come up with the idea, we would have probably wouldn't have done anything.\n\nCelie blushed a bit. \"I'm sure you guys would have thought of something...\"\n\n\"Well thank you Celia!\" Grandaddy Alex hugged Celie and kissed her on the forehead. \"My little princess knew just how to please her king!\"\n\nJumeres rolled his eyes. \"We did most of the work.\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex rolled his eyes right back at Jumeres. \"You want a kiss, too Jumeres?\"\n\nJumeres shook his head. \"Nonono. I'm good.\"\n\nJames smirked as he uncovered the breakfast. \"Lars did most of the cooking.\"\n\nAnibelle raised an eyebrow. \"He did?\"\n\nLars smiled, a bit embarrassed. \"Hehe, yeah. I wanted to impress you two with a yummy meal, but they wouldn't let me make dinner.\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex reached out and pulled Lars in. \"Well your going to make a great housewife some day Lars.\" Grandaddy Alex kissed Lars deeply on the lips. \"Thank you Lars.\"\n\nLars stumbled back, blushing. \"Hehehe, thanks grandaddy...\"\n\n\"And don't think I forgot about you James.\" Grandaddy Alex pulled James in and kissed him just as deeply, this time leaving a trail of drool as he released his son. \"Thanks!\"\n\nJames smiled warmly. \"It's your anniversary, you two deserve to be treated like royalty.\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex nodded. \"I couldn't agree more son. You sure you don't want a kiss Jumeres? It'll make your eyes roll back.\" Grandaddy Alex chuckled, knowing what his son's reaction will be before he does it.\n\nJumeres shook his head harder. \"Nuh-uh. I'm fine here.\"\n\n* * *\n\nIt was a bit later in the day, and the family was busy decorating the yard in preparation for the party. Grandaddy Alex and Anibelle sat on lawn chairs in the middle as they watched their kids scramble around.\n\n\"We sure did raise some good kids, didn't we Jameil?\" Anibelle smiled warmly at her husband.\n\n\"Yeah we did.\" Grandaddy Alex leaned down and kissed her on the lips. \"We couldn't have done it without each other.\"\n\nAnibelle nodded. \"Nope. It just wouldn't be the same...\" Anibelle waved to Lars. \"Oh Lars!\"\n\nLars looked up from what he was doing and dashed right over. \"Yes grandma?\"\n\n\"Would you freshen up my iced tea darling?\" Anibelle held up her emptied glass of tea.\n\n\"No problem!\" Lars grabbed the glass and ran inside. \"I'll be right back!\"\n\n\"It's impressive how well James raised that child considering he did it on his own.\" Anibelle looked on as Lars ran into the house.\n\n\"Well James had us as parents, so I'm sure it all came naturally to him.\" Grandaddy Alex smiled warmly. \"That kid is like a ray of sunshine. He 'aint a half bad fuck either.\"\n\nAnibelle rolled her eyes. \"One of these days, that libido of yours is going to get you into trouble, you know that Jameil?\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex smiled sheepishly. \"Aww come on baby, I'm keeping it in the family. He's plenty old enough to take his granddaddy’s lovin'. And he loves it, too.\"\n\nLars returned with a fresh cup of iced tea. \"Here's your tea grandma!\" Lars carefully placed it in her hand. \"Anything else?\"\n\n\"Yeah.\" Grandaddy Alex held up a finger. \"I'm feeling a bit antsy right now. How about you give your granddaddy’s dick a good sucking?\"\n\n\"...Right here? Outside?\" Lars raised an eyebrow.\n\n\"Sure! Why not?\" Grandaddy Alex smirked.\n\n\"Well okay!\" Lars got to his knees in front of his grandfather. \"Let me have it!\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex guffawed. \"Haha, get off those knees boy, I'm just kidding!\"\n\nLars pouted a bit as he got up. \"That was mean grandaddy...\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex pulled Lars in and kissed him on the cheek. \"I'm sorry Lars, that was mean. I'll get you have some for real after the party.\"\n\nLars' eyes lit up. \"Okay! I got to get back to decorating. tell me if you guys need anything.\" Lars kissed his grandad on the lips and then kissed his grandma on the cheek.\n\n\"Thank you Lars.\" Anibelle smiled, trying not to laugh at what she just saw.\n\n\"Keep up the good work kid!\" Grandaddy Alex released Lars, giving him a firm smack on the ass to get him moving. \"Ya see? He loves this dick I got. And I'm sure he loves James' dick even more then mine.\" Grandaddy Alex smiled warmly as he watched Lars return to setting up for the party. \"That kid loves to please the people he cares about in any way he can. I'm like that...and that's why I love him.\" He then looked over to James. \"With Jameil's past, he'll need someone like that in his life. What better way to get that then to have a kid like that?\" Grandaddy Alex's smile couldn't be wider. \"Even with how powerful and confident he had become, James still needed help to overcome his brother's hate, and Lars was exactly that kind of help.\" Grandaddy Alex turned to Anibelle. \"They complete each other the way we complete each other, and that was kind-of our goal in raising them, right? To help them find that other piece that makes them complete...\"\n\nAnibelle took Grandaddy Alex's hand in hers. \"Yes it was Jameil. I'm sure Celie and Jumeres will come along later, but right now, I can't be more proud of both James and Lars....\" Anibelle looked as Lars passed by his father, giving him a smack on the ass. Before he could go very far, James had caught him in a tight hug, kissing him on the cheek and teasing him.\n\nGrandaddy Alex nodded. \"Yeah...Jumeres, though...\" Grandaddy Alex watched as Jumeres walked over and began talking to Lars and James while giving them a mean look, making them stop hugging, shrug off his look and continue on with their work. \"I wish he weren't so hateful. I don't know where he got it from, but unless he can put his prejudice behind him, he'll never be able to find true love.\"\n\nAnibelle nodded. \"Yeah...I can tell it comes from a place of insecurity in his mind....If he were a bit more confident all around, then he'd probably fall out of his hatred...\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex chuckled a bit. \"Look at us, Sittin' here suckin' on iced tea and playin' psychologist with our children.\"\n\nAnibelle giggled. \"We've earned it Jameil.\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex smiled and the two continued to watch as the yard slowly turned into a party hall before their eyes.\n\n* * *\n\nIt was evening. The party had officially begun! Music played from the house and the yard steadily filled with friends and family from all around. James and Anibelle were preparing some snacks in the kitchen.\n\n\"Where's Lars?\" Anibelle scratched her head looking around for Lars. \"It's been such a long time since everyone's seen him, it'd be a shame if he inexplicably went missing for the party.\"\n\nJames smirked. \"He's getting dressed. He thought that since it was a special day, he should take an extra step in getting ready.\"\n\nAnibelle shrugged. \"Well, it's not supposed to be any fancy shindig or anything...\"\n\nJames nodded. \"I told him that. He said he was just going to spruce himself up a bit for this. I think Celie is helping him.\"\n\n\"Celie?\" Jumeres rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen. \"I bet she'll try and make him up like one of those ugly wig busts she's always screwing around with.\"\n\n\"Hey, give your sister some credit.\" Anibelle snickered. \"Seeing as she's my daughter, she should at least have SOME fashion sense....Hopefully.\"\n\nJames faceplamed. \"I hope that woman doesn't mess up my son...\"\n\n\"No need to worry, little brother!\" Celie stepped in, beaming with pride. \"Let me introduce you to Party Time Lars!\" Lars stepped in. He was wearing a pink polo shirt that accentuated his muscles while still being modest, a pair of perfectly pressed khaki slacks and his best pink tennis shoes. His hair, instead of it's normally untouched state, was combed back into a more formal style. His wedding band was polished to perfection and his smile looked ten times brighter.\n\n\"Hehe...\" Lars blushed a bit and was about to scratch the back of his head, but hesitated, remembering that it was perfectly styled. \"How...do I look?\"\n\nJames had a wide, proud grin on his face that wouldn't vanish. \"You look very handsome Lars. I forgot how nice you look when you actually take a comb to your hair.\"\n\nLars rolled his eyes. \"Well enjoy it while it lasts. It took twenty minutes and half a jar of hair gel to get it to stay like this...\"\n\n\"Why you look like a classy gentleman Lars!\" Anibelle smiled at her grandson. \"Very dignified!\"\n\n\"Thanks grandma. I wanted to look nice for your and Granddaddy’s big day.\" Lars blushed even brighter.\n\n\"Who the hell is this handsome upper-class kid and what did he do with my grandson!?\" Grandaddy Alex stepped in, seeing Lars' new look.\n\n\"It's me Grandaddy.\" Lars blushed even brighter still at his grandfather's noticing. \"I got a bit dressed up for yours and Grandma's anniversary party. You like it?\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex matched James' wide grin. \"You look like a million bucks son!\" Grandaddy Alex slapped Lars on the shoulder. \"You sure do clean up nice!\" Grandaddy Alex gave Lars a kiss on the cheek.\n\n\"Thanks...\" Lars smiled widely at the kiss. \"You want me to do anything for the party?\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex lifted Lars up, putting him on his shoulder. \"If you would be so kind as to escort me to the festivities outside, it'd make me the happiest gator alive!\"\n\n\"Hahaha, okay grandaddy!\" Lars put his arm around Grandaddy Alex's shoulder.\n\n\"Haha, just like when I was a kid!\" James smiled at the sight of Lars on his father's shoulder. \"I'd never want to leave that shoulder when I was younger. I bet you feel like your on top of a mountain up there!\"\n\nLars looked around. \"Yeah, it is kinda like being on top of the world. I'M ON TOP OF THE WORLD!\" Lars leaned down and kissed Grandaddy Alex on the cheek. \"Why don't we head out to the party?\"\n\n\"Your right! Wait'll everyone gets a sight of you!\" Grandaddy Alex crouched down a bit as he went through the doorway. \"Hey everybody, look who came to visit!?\"\n\n* * *\n\nLars was BORED! He had been introduced and reintroduced to so many people in the past couple hours that his hand had cramped up at least twice from handshakes. People had asked about the ring, but he was sure to give the most abstract and vague answers possible. Because of everyone being there, he couldn't even get in some make-out time with his dad, and he was sitting right there next to him!\n\n\"Ugh....Dad, this is getting dull...\"\n\nJames shrugged. \"Smile and nod son. It'll be over soon.\"\n\nLars leaned onto his father. \"When I was setting up this party, I wasn't aware of how few people I would know....It's like an ocean of awkward introductions out there...\"\n\nJames wrapped his arm around Lars, snuggling him up close while being sure not to get TOO close. \"Think about how it feels for me. The last time a lot of these people saw me I was....your size.\"\n\n\"Well I guess we can suffer through this together then.\" Lars started goofing around. \"My name is Lars. Aren't you my uncle Jameil?\"\n\nJames chuckled. \"It's James kid. And I thought your name was Larson.\"\n\nLars rolled his eyes. \"Please, only my mom calls me that anymore.\" Lars moved his hand down to his father's hand. \"Anyway, I wanted to introduce myself because I was wondering something...\"\n\n\"What is it nephew?\" James held on to Lars' hand.\n\n\"Are you one of those freaky uncles?\" Lars gave James a devious smirk. \"Because if you are, then freak me hard.\"\n\nJames laughed. \"Haha, Lars, we may be a weird family, but we aren't rednecks.\" James held Lars' hand in his. \"Why leave it to uncles when we have fathers?\" James leaned down and looked into Lars' eyes.\n\n\"Ooh dad, I didn't think you would roll with this...\" Lars smirked at his father.\n\n\"Me neither...\" James was leaning down to sneak a kiss with his son when an old lady passed by.\n\n\"Why isn't this just a picture!?\" She flashed a shot of James and Lars, just about to kiss. \"This is going on the community website!\"\n\n\"ERK!\" James and Lars both snapped out of their loving trance. \"It's not what it looks like Ms. Mccoy!\"\n\nMs. Mccoy just giggled. \"Oh hush, your daddy's been spreading it all around that you and Lars are together. We all think it's cute.\"\n\n\". . . . . what?\" Lars went blank.\n\n\"Well certainly we can accept a father and son together in a world like this from a father like that.\" Ms. Mccoy leaned in close. \"I wouldn't let the fundies too close, though.\"\n\n\"Well it's great to hear Ms. Mccoy. And don't worry. I've made an honest man out of my son. \"James showed her the wedding bands on their hands.\n\n\"Ooh isn't that beautiful!\" Ms Mccoy continued on her way. \"Take care of little James Lars. That boy's always getting into some sort of trouble.\"\n\n\"Don't worry Ms. Mccoy!\" Lars nodded. \"I'll be sure to keep him in line.\"\n\n\"Keep ME in line?\" James snuggled Lars, being sure to avoid his hair despite the intense urge to run his hands through it. \"I'm the one keeping YOU out of trouble, kid.\"\n\n\"When I'm with you, it's nothing but trouble, you beautiful beast!\" Lars smiled, finally able to get out his pent up love. \"That's why I married you!\"\n\n\"I'm going to love the hell out of you kid!\" James took Lars in his arms and kissed him passionately. In the ocean of partiers nobody seemed to care. . .Except . . .\n\n\"The fuck are you two doing!?\" Jumeres looked down at the two with that same hateful look. \"What if someone saw you two getting freaky like that!?\"\n\n\"It's just a kiss Jumeres. Simmer down.\" James rolled his eyes at Jumeres, barely breaking the kiss. \"Now where were we Lars?\"\n\nLars smirked, flashing his dad a lustful look. \"Right about here, stud.\" They went back to kissing, but Jumeres continued to bear down on them with his hateful eyes, finally forcing them to break the kiss. \"Hey, does it LOOK like anyone here gives a fuck, uncle?\"\n\nJumeres nodded. \"I'm sure they think it's sick like I do.\"\n\nJames finally let out a heavy sigh and looked Jumeres head on with a matching look of spite. \"Look Jumeres, I understand you don't like seeing stuff like this, but I'm not going to stop loving my son OR my dad because you don't like it. So fuck off!\"\n\nLars nodded, blushing a bit at his father's power. \"You tell him dad!\"\n\nJumeres stepped back, a bit shocked by James' lack of obedience. \"When the hell did you get so tough, fag?\"\n\nJames stood up. \"Since I realized that your full of shit.\" James looked to Jumeres with a confident look. \"You been giving me hell for my choices all my life and I'm sick of it!\" James cracked his knuckles. \"And if you call me a faggot again, I'll be sure to show you just WHAT a faggot LOOKS like!\"\n\nJumeres didn't stand down. \"Don't get cocky just because you found some pride. I'm still your older brother and you will always, always, FOREVER! Be a limp wristed, cock hounding, family disgracing FAGGOT!\"\n\n\"That's it!\" Lars stood up, ready for a fight. \"You think we're wrong, but your the one spouting out all this hateful talk! I'm sick of it!\"\n\nJames stood beside his son proudly. \"We're both sick of your shit Jumeres!\" By this time, a crowd had formed.\n\n\"Well then stop being faggots and I'll leave you alone.\" Jumeres was ready to fight as well. \"Maybe I need to kick BOTH of your asses to show you what I mean!\"\n\nLars faced Jumeres down. \"Well then let's go!\"\n\nJumeres wasted no time in throwing the first punch. He cracked Lars in the jaw, knocking him back a bit.\n\n\"Lars!\" James caught Lars in his hand. \"Are you okay?\"\n\nLars was laughing. \"Hehehe, you call that a punch uncle?\" Lars rubbed the spot where Jumeres had hit. \"You didn't even draw blood. I know freshman who can hit harder then that!\"\n\n\"Don't try and act tough, fag!\" Jumeres came at Lars again. This time he wasn't so lucky.\n\n\"DON'T CALL ME A FAG!\" Lars grabbed Jumeres' extended arm, using the momentum to drag him in for a thunderous headbutt. Jumeres started to reel back from it, but Lars wasn't done. Lars took hold of Jumeres' arm with both hands and with a swift swinging motion, he whipped his uncle up over his head and down into the grass before slamming his knee down into Jumere's back and holding his arm behind his back, pinning the older gator. \"Now what were you saying about us being faggots, you puny little bitch?\"\n\nJames held on to Lars' shoulder. \"I think he's had enough kid.\"\n\nLars slowly released his uncle's arm and got off of him. \"I'm sorry it had to be this way uncle, but I can't let you get away with treating us like that any longer.\" Lars dusted himself off, made sure his hair was okay and returned to his father's side. \"Oh and by the way? Grandaddy was right, you are puny.\"\n\nJames gave Lars a loving kiss. \"While I can't exactly praise you for beating up your uncle, I can compliment you on how well you handled yourself. Nice throw!\"\n\n\"Hehe, thanks dad.\" Lars held James' hand, blushing at his father.\n\n\"How about I treat you to a drink inside and we see about that jaw?\" James held Lars close.\n\n\"Sure...I love you dad...\" Lars hugged his dad.\n\n\"I love you too son...\" They started to walk away when heard something behind them.\n\n\"I'LL KILL YOU!\" Jumeres was back up! Before Lars could even turn around, Jumeres had him on the ground with a fierce tackle and began strangling him. \"You think I'm going to let a little fag like you kick my ass? I'll kill you without a second thought Lars! We may be related, but I ain't no uncle to some cock sucking little BITCH!\"\n\nLars was stuck under his uncle, The sudden tackle had knocked the wind out of him and he couldn't breath. His uncle was really strangling him to death! He tried to move, but the lack of air was making him panic too much.\n\n\"LARS!\" James grabbed Jumeres by his collar and tossed him away. \"Lars, are you okay?\" James was on the verge of tears looking down at his frightened son.\n\n\"D-dad.....I....I'm fine....\" Lars was shaking with fear as he gasped for breath. \"I..He....Was he really trying to kill me?....\"\n\n\"I wouldn't have really killed you. I just had to put you in your place. A dangerous faggot like you can't be gallivanting around with that kind of pride when your doing something so sick and disgraceful. As your uncle, it's my responsibility to make sure you get these lessons.\" Jumeres brushed off his clothes, giving James and Lars the smuggest look he could possibly muster. \"Stay in your place in the dirt if you insist on being gay.\"\n\nJames had reached his breaking point! He turned to his brother with a pure hatred and rage that he had never felt before in his life. \"You motherfucker....You STRANGLED my SON!\" James slowly stepped forward. \"And all because he was gay? Because he loved his father?\" James tossed off his shirt, letting his pumped up muscles show. \"I'm going to fuck you up SO BAD...And you know why?\" James got over to Jumeres, his intimidating figure making Jumeres look like a child in comparison. \"Because I hate you. I hate you so much for EVERYTHING you have done to me ALL MY LIFE! And now your going to try and ruin my son's life!?\" James grabbed Jumeres by the collar. \"You are NO brother of mine! You aren't even a man!\" James gave Jumeres a powerful punch with his free hand. Blood splattered onto his fist as it made contact and Jumeres fell hard to the ground with a freshly broken nose. \"You're nothing but a coward, a bitch, a schoolyard bully.\" James kicked Jumeres in the face, knocking him back a few feet. \"And I won't stand for those kinds of people in my family.\" Jumeres got to his feet, his eyes wide with fear as James stood proudly, his figure illuminated by the moonlight, his heart burning with with passion, and his face distorted with rage.\n\n\"That's enough son.\" Grandaddy Alex held onto James' shoulders, bringing him back from the edge. \"I think you made your point clear.\" Grandaddy Alex lead James back to Lars.\n\n\"Lars...\" James knelt down next to his son.\n\n\"Dad!\" Lars hugged his father tightly, sobbing into his chest.\n\n\"It's alright Lars....It's okay...\" James rubbed his son's back. \"I'm so sorry you had to go through that Lars...\" Tears welled up in his eyes. \"I never wanted you to get involved in me and Jumeres' fight....I'm so sorry....\" James hugged his son tightly as he began silently crying.\n\n\"D...dad....we're in this together...\" Lars hugged James even tighter. \"Your fights are my fights...\"\n\nJames ran his hand through his son's hair. \"...no man should ever have to go through that...It makes me sick to my stomach thinking about how that must have felt for you...\"\n\n\"I'd go through hell for you dad....I'd die for you...I'll put my life on the line for you time and time again...because I gave you my everything....\" Lars' tears started to let up. \"I gave my life to you so that we could be together forever.\"\n\nJumeres scooped up the shattered remains of his pride and started to stumble off, but couldn't help but get the last word. \"You faggots....If it hadn't been for dad, I would have-\"\n\n\"Jumeres Alexander, shut the FUCK up!\" Grandaddy Alex was even more furious then James had been! The rage, disgust and disappointment he felt gave him a borderline demonic appearance as he stepped up to his son. \"I can't think of anything to say to you! I can barely stand to see your face! Get the HELL out of my home and STAY OUT! YOU'RE NOT WELCOME HERE ANYMORE!\" Grandaddy Alex turned to go and see James and Lars. \"As far as I'm concerned, I only have TWO children and ONE big disgrace!\"\n\nJumeres spat out some blood as he started to shuffle away. \"Fucking faggot dad...Hypnotized by some dick...\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex turned back around, his eyes on fire! Whatever restraint he had shown before was now gone. \"What. Did. You. Just. Say. To. ME!?\"\n\nJumeres snickered. \"You heard me. Those two fag-\" Jumeres couldn't say anything else before Grandaddy Alex smashed him in the face with a powerful punch, sending him across the back yard and knocking him out cold.\n\n\"You fool...Don't know when to shut that fuckin' mouth of yours...\" Grandaddy Alex flexed his arm before returning to James and Lars. \"How are you two doing? Is Lars okay?\"\n\nJames looked up at his dad. \"Yeah, he's just shaken up...\"\n\n\"I'm fine...honestly...\" Lars nodded as he pulled his face out of James' chest.\n\n\"Poor kid...that fucker ruined your look...\" Grandaddy Alex ran his hand through Lars' thoroughly undone hair.\n\n\"I bet aunt Celie's going to be pissed off at me...\" Lars chuckled a bit.\n\n\"I think she'll understand Lars.\" James smiled warmly at his son.\n\n\"Besides, I like you better like this. I'm so proud of both of you.\" Grandaddy Alex hugged Lars and James together, kissing them both. \"You two were so brave and strong...\"\n\nJames shook his head. \"Why are you so proud? I have my brother's blood on my hands...I lost it...And I would have kept beating on him until he was dead, I know....\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex rubbed James' back. \"It's because the person you love was hurt. He couldn't defend himself, so you defended him. If anyone did anything like that to you two or Anibelle, I think I would be out for blood, too.\"\n\n\"Here James...\" Anibelle walked up, handing James his shirt.\n\n\"Th...thanks mom...\" James started to put back on his shirt. \"Heh, I guess we kinda ruined the party....\"\n\nGrandaddy Alex smiled, laughing. \"Of course not! A party isn't a party until a fight breaks out! Let's get you two cleaned up, and get back at it!\"\n\n\"Ugh...This party was sooo boring, though...\" Lars rolled his eyes.\n\nJames held on to Lars' hand, smiling down at his soul mate. \"We can be bored together then. I'll never leave your side, love...\"\n\n* * *\n\nIt was later that night. Jumeres had left and the party was over. Everyone said it was a night to remember and those asked agreed that Jumeres' asskicking was a long time coming, as everyone aggreed that Jumeres was an asshole in all aspects of life. James and Lars were getting ready to head to bed.\n\n\"God fucking dammit!\" Lars swore loudly.\n\n\"What's with the language Lars?\" James stepped over to him.\n\n\"That fucking brother of yours made me get grass stains all over my good shirt! You know how hard it is to clean baby pink clothes!?\" Lars huffed as he made a mental note of where all the stains on his shirt were located before setting it in a clothes hamper.\n\n\"I'm sure mom will be able to help you with that...how's the jaw?\" James wrapped his arms around Lars' hips, nuzzling him softly.\n\n\"Meh, it's kinda sore, but nothing too serious...\" Lars' jaw had swelled a bit where Jumeres hit it. \"I swear, Jumeres sucks at straight up fighting. If your going to be an asshole like that, you should be able to throw a punch.\" James suddenly led Lars into a long and passionate kiss. \"Hehe, what was that for?\"\n\n\"Lars....I don't know what I would do without you in my life....I love you so much Lars, it's too much to bare sometimes...Every time I think I can't be more proud of you, you go along and prove to me tenfold why your the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.\" James led Lars to the bed. \"I don't know about you, but I could use some sleep after tonight...\"\n\n\"For real...\" Lars got into bed. \". . . You wanna fuck?\"\n\nJames got into bed, stretching a bit. \"I'd love to, but I'm too fucking tired for that...\"\n\nLars nodded. \"Me too....\" Lars hugged his dad tightly. \"I'll settle for a snuggle, though.\"\n\n\"I can do that.\" James nuzzled and hugged his son, pulling him in close and tight. \"I love you Lars. I'm so proud of you...\"\n\n\"I love you too dad...Thank you for saving me...Your my hero...\" They shared a final kiss before shutting off the light and heading to bed.\n\n\". . .A...Are you sucking on my nipples?\"\n\n\"We aren't fucking tonight, I got to show my appreciation somehow.\"\n\n\n* * * \n\n\n\"Hey, Lars here. My jaw still effing hurts...Fucking uncle had to ruin our fun with his prejudiced fighting....I can't believe he was able to strangle me like that. Well I'll tell you one thing, if I ever see his sorry ass again, I'm going to make sure he has more then a broken nose!. . .meh, whatever. I'm just happy that dad is happy...See you guys later....Say, did you see him during that fight? With the blood splattered on his fist and his beautiful muscles glowing in the moonlight? Didn't he look fucking sexy there!? Now THAT'S the kind of man I like to get fucked by! My daddy is the sexiest man I've ever seen and he's still all mine! Alright, see you guys.\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Father And Son Episode Nine: A Celebration Of Love And The Fires Of Hatred

Saturday, The big day! It was about four fifty-five in the morning. The sun had barely even risen yet.

"Cm'on guys, hurry up. You know how early Dad wakes up!"

"Keep your voice down idiot. We're almost ready."

"Don't call your uncle an idiot! Where's the respect?"

"It'll be with you in the trash outside if you don't shut up Jumeres."

"And who are you? You sure 'aint nobody's boss. Your just a bank teller."

"Actually, he's a Productivity Supervisor. That's the highest ranking position he could have at the bank without heading into the international ranks and his duties are those that would be expected of someone of such high ranking. So for all intents and purposes, my dad IS a boss, now back to my original point: Keep your voice down."

"Hehe, that's my boy. How do you know so much about my job?"

"I read the handbook while I was there last week. It's not like I didn't have the time."

"Alright guys, we're ready. momma and daddy are going to be sooo happy."

Four shadows snuck up the stairs to the master bedroom. Inside, Grandaddy Alex and Anibelle lay silently, asleep. The four younger alligators all positioned themselves around the bed.

"Alright...one.....two....THREE!" Lars flipped on the light, giving Grandaddy Alex and Anibelle time to actually wake up. The light turned on to reveal James had breakfast in bed in his hands and Celie and Jumeres stood at his side. "NOW!!"

 The all shouted. "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!" And Jumeres and Celie let loose two confetti crackers, showing the the husband and wife in a snow of confetti.

"Oh isn't this sweet of you kids?" Anibelle smiled widely.

"Shit, they woke up early enough to catch me asleep. That alone is impressive! Thanks kiddies!" Grandaddy Alex had a giant grin on his face as he looked around at his kids and grand kid.

"It was Celie's idea." James slowly put the tray down between them on the bed.

Lars joined them, nodding. "Yeah! If Aunt Celie hadn't come up with the idea, we would have probably wouldn't have done anything.

Celie blushed a bit. "I'm sure you guys would have thought of something..."

"Well thank you Celia!" Grandaddy Alex hugged Celie and kissed her on the forehead. "My little princess knew just how to please her king!"

Jumeres rolled his eyes. "We did most of the work."

Grandaddy Alex rolled his eyes right back at Jumeres. "You want a kiss, too Jumeres?"

Jumeres shook his head. "Nonono. I'm good."

James smirked as he uncovered the breakfast. "Lars did most of the cooking."

Anibelle raised an eyebrow. "He did?"

Lars smiled, a bit embarrassed. "Hehe, yeah. I wanted to impress you two with a yummy meal, but they wouldn't let me make dinner."

Grandaddy Alex reached out and pulled Lars in. "Well your going to make a great housewife some day Lars." Grandaddy Alex kissed Lars deeply on the lips. "Thank you Lars."

Lars stumbled back, blushing. "Hehehe, thanks grandaddy..."

"And don't think I forgot about you James." Grandaddy Alex pulled James in and kissed him just as deeply, this time leaving a trail of drool as he released his son. "Thanks!"

James smiled warmly. "It's your anniversary, you two deserve to be treated like royalty."

Grandaddy Alex nodded. "I couldn't agree more son. You sure you don't want a kiss Jumeres? It'll make your eyes roll back." Grandaddy Alex chuckled, knowing what his son's reaction will be before he does it.

Jumeres shook his head harder. "Nuh-uh. I'm fine here."

*   *   *

It was a bit later in the day, and the family was busy decorating the yard in preparation for the party. Grandaddy Alex and Anibelle sat on lawn chairs in the middle as they watched their kids scramble around.

"We sure did raise some good kids, didn't we Jameil?" Anibelle smiled warmly at her husband.

"Yeah we did." Grandaddy Alex leaned down and kissed her on the lips. "We couldn't have done it without each other."

Anibelle nodded. "Nope. It just wouldn't be the same..." Anibelle waved to Lars. "Oh Lars!"

Lars looked up from what he was doing and dashed right over. "Yes grandma?"

"Would you freshen up my iced tea darling?" Anibelle held up her emptied glass of tea.

"No problem!" Lars grabbed the glass and ran inside. "I'll be right back!"

"It's impressive how well James raised that child considering he did it on his own." Anibelle looked on as Lars ran into the house.

"Well James had us as parents, so I'm sure it all came naturally to him." Grandaddy Alex smiled warmly. "That kid is like a ray of sunshine. He 'aint a half bad fuck either."

Anibelle rolled her eyes. "One of these days, that libido of yours is going to get you into trouble, you know that Jameil?"

Grandaddy Alex smiled sheepishly. "Aww come on baby, I'm keeping it in the family. He's plenty old enough to take his granddaddy’s lovin'. And he loves it, too."

Lars returned with a fresh cup of iced tea. "Here's your tea grandma!" Lars carefully placed it in her hand. "Anything else?"

"Yeah." Grandaddy Alex held up a finger. "I'm feeling a bit antsy right now. How about you give your granddaddy’s dick a good sucking?"

"...Right here? Outside?" Lars raised an eyebrow.

"Sure! Why not?" Grandaddy Alex smirked.

"Well okay!" Lars got to his knees in front of his grandfather. "Let me have it!"

Grandaddy Alex guffawed. "Haha, get off those knees boy, I'm just kidding!"

Lars pouted a bit as he got up. "That was mean grandaddy..."

Grandaddy Alex pulled Lars in and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm sorry Lars, that was mean. I'll get you have some for real after the party."

Lars' eyes lit up. "Okay! I got to get back to decorating. tell me if you guys need anything." Lars kissed his grandad on the lips and then kissed his grandma on the cheek.

"Thank you Lars." Anibelle smiled, trying not to laugh at what she just saw.

"Keep up the good work kid!" Grandaddy Alex released Lars, giving him a firm smack on the ass to get him moving. "Ya see? He loves this dick I got. And I'm sure he loves James' dick even more then mine." Grandaddy Alex smiled warmly as he watched Lars return to setting up for the party. "That kid loves to please the people he cares about in any way he can. I'm like that...and that's why I love him." He then looked over to James. "With Jameil's past, he'll need someone like that in his life. What better way to get that then to have a kid like that?" Grandaddy Alex's smile couldn't be wider. "Even with how powerful and confident he had become, James still needed help to overcome his brother's hate, and Lars was exactly that kind of help." Grandaddy Alex turned to Anibelle. "They complete each other the way we complete each other, and that was kind-of our goal in raising them, right? To help them find that other piece that makes them complete..."

Anibelle took Grandaddy Alex's hand in hers. "Yes it was Jameil. I'm sure Celie and Jumeres will come along later, but right now, I can't be more proud of both James and Lars...." Anibelle looked as Lars passed by his father, giving him a smack on the ass. Before he could go very far, James had caught him in a tight hug, kissing him on the cheek and teasing him.

Grandaddy Alex nodded. "Yeah...Jumeres, though..." Grandaddy Alex watched as Jumeres walked over and began talking to Lars and James while giving them a mean look, making them stop hugging, shrug off his look and continue on with their work. "I wish he weren't so hateful. I don't know where he got it from, but unless he can put his prejudice behind him, he'll never be able to find true love."

Anibelle nodded. "Yeah...I can tell it comes from a place of insecurity in his mind....If he were a bit more confident all around, then he'd probably fall out of his hatred..."

Grandaddy Alex chuckled a bit. "Look at us, Sittin' here suckin' on iced tea and playin' psychologist with our children."

Anibelle giggled. "We've earned it Jameil."

Grandaddy Alex smiled and the two continued to watch as the yard slowly turned into a party hall before their eyes.

*   *   *

It was evening. The party had officially begun! Music played from the house and the yard steadily filled with friends and family from all around. James and Anibelle were preparing some snacks in the kitchen.

"Where's Lars?" Anibelle scratched her head looking around for Lars. "It's been such a long time since everyone's seen him, it'd be a shame if he inexplicably went missing for the party."

James smirked. "He's getting dressed. He thought that since it was a special day, he should take an extra step in getting ready."

Anibelle shrugged. "Well, it's not supposed to be any fancy shindig or anything..."

James nodded. "I told him that. He said he was just going to spruce himself up a bit for this. I think Celie is helping him."

"Celie?" Jumeres rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen. "I bet she'll try and make him up like one of those ugly wig busts she's always screwing around with."

"Hey, give your sister some credit." Anibelle snickered. "Seeing as she's my daughter, she should at least have SOME fashion sense....Hopefully."

James faceplamed. "I hope that woman doesn't mess up my son..."

"No need to worry, little brother!" Celie stepped in, beaming with pride. "Let me introduce you to Party Time Lars!" Lars stepped in. He was wearing a pink polo shirt that accentuated his muscles while still being modest, a pair of perfectly pressed khaki slacks and his best pink tennis shoes. His hair, instead of it's normally untouched state, was combed back into a more formal style. His wedding band was polished to perfection and his smile looked ten times brighter.

"Hehe..." Lars blushed a bit and was about to scratch the back of his head, but hesitated, remembering that it was perfectly styled. "How...do I look?"

James had a wide, proud grin on his face that wouldn't vanish. "You look very handsome Lars. I forgot how nice you look when you actually take a comb to your hair."

Lars rolled his eyes. "Well enjoy it while it lasts. It took twenty minutes and half a jar of hair gel to get it to stay like this..."

"Why you look like a classy gentleman Lars!" Anibelle smiled at her grandson. "Very dignified!"

"Thanks grandma. I wanted to look nice for your and Granddaddy’s big day." Lars blushed even brighter.

"Who the hell is this handsome upper-class kid and what did he do with my grandson!?" Grandaddy Alex stepped in, seeing Lars' new look.

"It's me Grandaddy." Lars blushed even brighter still at his grandfather's noticing. "I got a bit dressed up for yours and Grandma's anniversary party. You like it?"

Grandaddy Alex matched James' wide grin. "You look like a million bucks son!" Grandaddy Alex slapped Lars on the shoulder. "You sure do clean up nice!" Grandaddy Alex gave Lars a kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks..." Lars smiled widely at the kiss. "You want me to do anything for the party?"

Grandaddy Alex lifted Lars up, putting him on his shoulder. "If you would be so kind as to escort me to the festivities outside, it'd make me the happiest gator alive!"

"Hahaha, okay grandaddy!" Lars put his arm around Grandaddy Alex's shoulder.

"Haha, just like when I was a kid!" James smiled at the sight of Lars on his father's shoulder. "I'd never want to leave that shoulder when I was younger. I bet you feel like your on top of a mountain up there!"

Lars looked around. "Yeah, it is kinda like being on top of the world. I'M ON TOP OF THE WORLD!" Lars leaned down and kissed Grandaddy Alex on the cheek. "Why don't we head out to the party?"

"Your right! Wait'll everyone gets a sight of you!" Grandaddy Alex crouched down a bit as he went through the doorway. "Hey everybody, look who came to visit!?"

*   *   *

Lars was BORED! He had been introduced and reintroduced to so many people in the past couple hours that his hand had cramped up at least twice from handshakes. People had asked about the ring, but he was sure to give the most abstract and vague answers possible. Because of everyone being there, he couldn't even get in some make-out time with his dad, and he was sitting right there next to him!

"Ugh....Dad, this is getting dull..."

James shrugged. "Smile and nod son. It'll be over soon."

Lars leaned onto his father. "When I was setting up this party, I wasn't aware of how few people I would know....It's like an ocean of awkward introductions out there..."

James wrapped his arm around Lars, snuggling him up close while being sure not to get TOO close. "Think about how it feels for me. The last time a lot of these people saw me I was....your size."

"Well I guess we can suffer through this together then." Lars started goofing around. "My name is Lars. Aren't you my uncle Jameil?"

James chuckled. "It's James kid. And I thought your name was Larson."

Lars rolled his eyes. "Please, only my mom calls me that anymore." Lars moved his hand down to his father's hand. "Anyway, I wanted to introduce myself because I was wondering something..."

"What is it nephew?" James held on to Lars' hand.

"Are you one of those freaky uncles?" Lars gave James a devious smirk. "Because if you are, then freak me hard."

James laughed. "Haha, Lars, we may be a weird family, but we aren't rednecks." James held Lars' hand in his. "Why leave it to uncles when we have fathers?" James leaned down and looked into Lars' eyes.

"Ooh dad, I didn't think you would roll with this..." Lars smirked at his father.

"Me neither..." James was leaning down to sneak a kiss with his son when an old lady passed by.

"Why isn't this just a picture!?" She flashed a shot of James and Lars, just about to kiss. "This is going on the community website!"

"ERK!" James and Lars both snapped out of their loving trance. "It's not what it looks like Ms. Mccoy!"

Ms. Mccoy just giggled. "Oh hush, your daddy's been spreading it all around that you and Lars are together. We all think it's cute."

". . . . . what?" Lars went blank.

"Well certainly we can accept a father and son together in a world like this from a father like that." Ms. Mccoy leaned in close. "I wouldn't let the fundies too close, though."

"Well it's great to hear Ms. Mccoy. And don't worry. I've made an honest man out of my son. "James showed her the wedding bands on their hands.

"Ooh isn't that beautiful!" Ms Mccoy continued on her way. "Take care of little James Lars. That boy's always getting into some sort of trouble."

"Don't worry Ms. Mccoy!" Lars nodded. "I'll be sure to keep him in line."

"Keep ME in line?" James snuggled Lars, being sure to avoid his hair despite the intense urge to run his hands through it. "I'm the one keeping YOU out of trouble, kid."

"When I'm with you, it's nothing but trouble, you beautiful beast!" Lars smiled, finally able to get out his pent up love. "That's why I married you!"

"I'm going to love the hell out of you kid!" James took Lars in his arms and kissed him passionately. In the ocean of partiers nobody seemed to care. . .Except . . .

"The fuck are you two doing!?" Jumeres looked down at the two with that same hateful look. "What if someone saw you two getting freaky like that!?"

"It's just a kiss Jumeres. Simmer down." James rolled his eyes at Jumeres, barely breaking the kiss. "Now where were we Lars?"

Lars smirked, flashing his dad a lustful look. "Right about here, stud." They went back to kissing, but Jumeres continued to bear down on them with his hateful eyes, finally forcing them to break the kiss. "Hey, does it LOOK like anyone here gives a fuck, uncle?"

Jumeres nodded. "I'm sure they think it's sick like I do."

James finally let out a heavy sigh and looked Jumeres head on with a matching look of spite. "Look Jumeres, I understand you don't like seeing stuff like this, but I'm not going to stop loving my son OR my dad because you don't like it. So fuck off!"

Lars nodded, blushing a bit at his father's power. "You tell him dad!"

Jumeres stepped back, a bit shocked by James' lack of obedience. "When the hell did you get so tough, fag?"

James stood up. "Since I realized that your full of shit." James looked to Jumeres with a confident look. "You been giving me hell for my choices all my life and I'm sick of it!" James cracked his knuckles. "And if you call me a faggot again, I'll be sure to show you just WHAT a faggot LOOKS like!"

Jumeres didn't stand down. "Don't get cocky just because you found some pride. I'm still your older brother and you will always, always, FOREVER! Be a limp wristed, cock hounding, family disgracing FAGGOT!"

"That's it!" Lars stood up, ready for a fight. "You think we're wrong, but your the one spouting out all this hateful talk! I'm sick of it!"

James stood beside his son proudly. "We're both sick of your shit Jumeres!" By this time, a crowd had formed.

"Well then stop being faggots and I'll leave you alone." Jumeres was ready to fight as well. "Maybe I need to kick BOTH of your asses to show you what I mean!"

Lars faced Jumeres down. "Well then let's go!"

Jumeres wasted no time in throwing the first punch. He cracked Lars in the jaw, knocking him back a bit.

"Lars!" James caught Lars in his hand. "Are you okay?"

Lars was laughing. "Hehehe, you call that a punch uncle?" Lars rubbed the spot where Jumeres had hit. "You didn't even draw blood. I know freshman who can hit harder then that!"

"Don't try and act tough, fag!" Jumeres came at Lars again. This time he wasn't so lucky.

"DON'T CALL ME A FAG!" Lars grabbed Jumeres' extended arm, using the momentum to drag him in for a thunderous headbutt. Jumeres started to reel back from it, but Lars wasn't done. Lars took hold of Jumeres' arm with both hands and with a swift swinging motion, he whipped his uncle up over his head and down into the grass before slamming his knee down into Jumere's back and holding his arm behind his back, pinning the older gator. "Now what were you saying about us being faggots, you puny little bitch?"

James held on to Lars' shoulder. "I think he's had enough kid."

Lars slowly released his uncle's arm and got off of him. "I'm sorry it had to be this way uncle, but I can't let you get away with treating us like that any longer." Lars dusted himself off, made sure his hair was okay and returned to his father's side. "Oh and by the way? Grandaddy was right, you are puny."

James gave Lars a loving kiss. "While I can't exactly praise you for beating up your uncle, I can compliment you on how well you handled yourself. Nice throw!"

"Hehe, thanks dad." Lars held James' hand, blushing at his father.

"How about I treat you to a drink inside and we see about that jaw?" James held Lars close.

"Sure...I love you dad..." Lars hugged his dad.

"I love you too son..." They started to walk away when heard something behind them.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" Jumeres was back up! Before Lars could even turn around, Jumeres had him on the ground with a fierce tackle and began strangling him. "You think I'm going to let a little fag like you kick my ass? I'll kill you without a second thought Lars! We may be related, but I ain't no uncle to some cock sucking little BITCH!"

Lars was stuck under his uncle, The sudden tackle had knocked the wind out of him and he couldn't breath. His uncle was really strangling him to death! He tried to move, but the lack of air was making him panic too much.

"LARS!" James grabbed Jumeres by his collar and tossed him away. "Lars, are you okay?" James was on the verge of tears looking down at his frightened son.

"D-dad.....I....I'm fine...." Lars was shaking with fear as he gasped for breath. "I..He....Was he really trying to kill me?...."

"I wouldn't have really killed you. I just had to put you in your place. A dangerous faggot like you can't be gallivanting around with that kind of pride when your doing something so sick and disgraceful. As your uncle, it's my responsibility to make sure you get these lessons." Jumeres brushed off his clothes, giving James and Lars the smuggest look he could possibly muster. "Stay in your place in the dirt if you insist on being gay."

James had reached his breaking point! He turned to his brother with a pure hatred and rage that he had never felt before in his life. "You motherfucker....You STRANGLED my SON!" James slowly stepped forward. "And all because he was gay? Because he loved his father?" James tossed off his shirt, letting his pumped up muscles show. "I'm going to fuck you up SO BAD...And you know why?" James got over to Jumeres, his intimidating figure making Jumeres look like a child in comparison. "Because I hate you. I hate you so much for EVERYTHING you have done to me ALL MY LIFE! And now your going to try and ruin my son's life!?" James grabbed Jumeres by the collar. "You are NO brother of mine! You aren't even a man!" James gave Jumeres a powerful punch with his free hand. Blood splattered onto his fist as it made contact and Jumeres fell hard to the ground with a freshly broken nose. "You're nothing but a coward, a bitch, a schoolyard bully." James kicked Jumeres in the face, knocking him back a few feet. "And I won't stand for those kinds of people in my family." Jumeres got to his feet, his eyes wide with fear as James stood proudly, his figure illuminated by the moonlight, his heart burning with with passion, and his face distorted with rage.

"That's enough son." Grandaddy Alex held onto James' shoulders, bringing him back from the edge. "I think you made your point clear." Grandaddy Alex lead James back to Lars.

"Lars..." James knelt down next to his son.

"Dad!" Lars hugged his father tightly, sobbing into his chest.

"It's alright Lars....It's okay..." James rubbed his son's back. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that Lars..." Tears welled up in his eyes. "I never wanted you to get involved in me and Jumeres' fight....I'm so sorry...." James hugged his son tightly as he began silently crying.

"D...dad....we're in this together..." Lars hugged James even tighter. "Your fights are my fights..."

James ran his hand through his son's hair. "...no man should ever have to go through that...It makes me sick to my stomach thinking about how that must have felt for you..."

"I'd go through hell for you dad....I'd die for you...I'll put my life on the line for you time and time again...because I gave you my everything...." Lars' tears started to let up. "I gave my life to you so that we could be together forever."

Jumeres scooped up the shattered remains of his pride and started to stumble off, but couldn't help but get the last word. "You faggots....If it hadn't been for dad, I would have-"

"Jumeres Alexander, shut the FUCK up!" Grandaddy Alex was even more furious then James had been! The rage, disgust and disappointment he felt gave him a borderline demonic appearance as he stepped up to his son. "I can't think of anything to say to you! I can barely stand to see your face! Get the HELL out of my home and STAY OUT! YOU'RE NOT WELCOME HERE ANYMORE!" Grandaddy Alex turned to go and see James and Lars. "As far as I'm concerned, I only have TWO children and ONE big disgrace!"

Jumeres spat out some blood as he started to shuffle away. "Fucking faggot dad...Hypnotized by some dick..."

Grandaddy Alex turned back around, his eyes on fire! Whatever restraint he had shown before was now gone. "What. Did. You. Just. Say. To. ME!?"

Jumeres snickered. "You heard me. Those two fag-" Jumeres couldn't say anything else before Grandaddy Alex smashed him in the face with a powerful punch, sending him across the back yard and knocking him out cold.

"You fool...Don't know when to shut that fuckin' mouth of yours..." Grandaddy Alex flexed his arm before returning to James and Lars. "How are you two doing? Is Lars okay?"

James looked up at his dad. "Yeah, he's just shaken up..."

"I'm fine...honestly..." Lars nodded as he pulled his face out of James' chest.

"Poor kid...that fucker ruined your look..." Grandaddy Alex ran his hand through Lars' thoroughly undone hair.

"I bet aunt Celie's going to be pissed off at me..." Lars chuckled a bit.

"I think she'll understand Lars." James smiled warmly at his son.

"Besides, I like you better like this. I'm so proud of both of you." Grandaddy Alex hugged Lars and James together, kissing them both. "You two were so brave and strong..."

James shook his head. "Why are you so proud? I have my brother's blood on my hands...I lost it...And I would have kept beating on him until he was dead, I know...."

Grandaddy Alex rubbed James' back. "It's because the person you love was hurt. He couldn't defend himself, so you defended him. If anyone did anything like that to you two or Anibelle, I think I would be out for blood, too."

"Here James..." Anibelle walked up, handing James his shirt.

"Th...thanks mom..." James started to put back on his shirt. "Heh, I guess we kinda ruined the party...."

Grandaddy Alex smiled, laughing. "Of course not! A party isn't a party until a fight breaks out! Let's get you two cleaned up, and get back at it!"

"Ugh...This party was sooo boring, though..." Lars rolled his eyes.

James held on to Lars' hand, smiling down at his soul mate. "We can be bored together then. I'll never leave your side, love..."

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It was later that night. Jumeres had left and the party was over. Everyone said it was a night to remember and those asked agreed that Jumeres' asskicking was a long time coming, as everyone aggreed that Jumeres was an asshole in all aspects of life. James and Lars were getting ready to head to bed.

"God fucking dammit!" Lars swore loudly.

"What's with the language Lars?" James stepped over to him.

"That fucking brother of yours made me get grass stains all over my good shirt! You know how hard it is to clean baby pink clothes!?" Lars huffed as he made a mental note of where all the stains on his shirt were located before setting it in a clothes hamper.

"I'm sure mom will be able to help you with that...how's the jaw?" James wrapped his arms around Lars' hips, nuzzling him softly.

"Meh, it's kinda sore, but nothing too serious..." Lars' jaw had swelled a bit where Jumeres hit it. "I swear, Jumeres sucks at straight up fighting. If your going to be an asshole like that, you should be able to throw a punch." James suddenly led Lars into a long and passionate kiss. "Hehe, what was that for?"

"Lars....I don't know what I would do without you in my life....I love you so much Lars, it's too much to bare sometimes...Every time I think I can't be more proud of you, you go along and prove to me tenfold why your the man I want to spend the rest of my life with." James led Lars to the bed. "I don't know about you, but I could use some sleep after tonight..."

"For real..." Lars got into bed. ". . . You wanna fuck?"

James got into bed, stretching a bit. "I'd love to, but I'm too fucking tired for that..."

Lars nodded. "Me too...." Lars hugged his dad tightly. "I'll settle for a snuggle, though."

"I can do that." James nuzzled and hugged his son, pulling him in close and tight. "I love you Lars. I'm so proud of you..."

"I love you too dad...Thank you for saving me...Your my hero..." They shared a final kiss before shutting off the light and heading to bed.

". . .A...Are you sucking on my nipples?"

"We aren't fucking tonight, I got to show my appreciation somehow."


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"Hey, Lars here. My jaw still effing hurts...Fucking uncle had to ruin our fun with his prejudiced fighting....I can't believe he was able to strangle me like that. Well I'll tell you one thing, if I ever see his sorry ass again, I'm going to make sure he has more then a broken nose!. . .meh, whatever. I'm just happy that dad is happy...See you guys later....Say, did you see him during that fight? With the blood splattered on his fist and his beautiful muscles glowing in the moonlight? Didn't he look fucking sexy there!? Now THAT'S the kind of man I like to get fucked by! My daddy is the sexiest man I've ever seen and he's still all mine! Alright, see you guys."", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Father And Son: Episode Nine", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "3", "name": "Violence", "description": "Mild violence", "rating_id": "1" }, { "content_tag_id": "5", "name": "Strong Violence", "description": "Strong violence, blood, serious injury or death", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "1", "views": "285" }