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Who do you think I am, Chris-Chan? I'm also going to start using the Father and Son thumbnail icon thing I made for when I post the story on FA on here. I'll get around to applying the thumbnail to the other episodes. I think it adds a nice visual cue for the stories to draw your attention.\n\nAnyways, in this episode we: Show our appreciation, Get blindsided with revelations and deal with our anger!\n\nEnjoy!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Just because I'm busy doesn't mean I don't have a chapter for you guys! Who do you think I am, Chris-Chan? I'm also going to start using the Father and Son thumbnail icon thing I made for when I post the story on FA on here. I'll get around to applying the thumbnail to the other episodes. I think it adds a nice visual cue for the stories to draw your attention.

Anyways, in this episode we: Show our appreciation, Get blindsided with revelations and deal with our anger!

Enjoy!", "writing": "Father And Son Episode Thirty: Stormy Revelations\n\n\"Hey, Lars here and I'm feeling MUCH BETTER! I feel like I could take on the world now thanks to my dad! I swear on my life, I will be the best son AND husband to that man I can possibly be! No matter where he goes, I'll be there! No matter what he needs, I'll do my best to give it to him! And no matter what his plan may be, I'll follow him to the end of the earth...\"\n\n* * *\n\nFriday morning. James slowly woke up. \"Mmh....good morning son....Son?\" James opened his eyes and found that he was alone in bed. \"Lars?\" James got up out of bed and stepped into the hallway when the scent of bacon caught his attention. \"You've got to be kidding me...\"\n\nJames stepped into the kitchen to find Lars furiously cooking. \"Oh, damn! I wanted to finish before you woke up...\" Lars sheepishly grinned as he saw his father sit down at the kitchen table.\n\n\"I see you're feeling better Lars....\" James smiled widely with relief. \"Thank god for that.\"\n\n\"Yeah, I feel like I could move a mountain now!\" Lars flexed a bit. \"And it's all because of you dad! So I decided to wake up early and make you breakfast to thank you.\"\n\n\"Aww Lars, you didn't have to do that...\" James got up and hugged his son from behind. \"Just seeing you up and out of bed is the best thanks I could get.\" James softly kissed Lars on the cheek. \"Your such a sweet kid, you know?\"\n\n\"Hehe, thanks dad.\" Lars continued cooking with his father hugging him. \"Hehe, it's funny. In just a few months, I've gotten used to cooking while you're hugging me. It's like I'm a housewife or something.\" Lars chuckled to himself.\n\n\"Well I know I can't keep my hands off you like a housewife.\" James chuckled right back and he held his son tighter when suddenly, the phone rang. \"I wonder who that is....as if I had to ask...\"\n\n\"You think it's...\" Lars looked to the phone nervously.\n\n\"It's been a week...you keep tending to this breakfast son. I'll be right back.\" James released Lars, kissing him on the cheek before going to answer the phone. \"Hello, Alexander residence...Why yes this is him....Well hello sir....I'm doing fine....Yes, and my son is, too.\" James smugly smirked over to Lars. \"Sorry to be so blunt, but let's not keep up the act, what's the verdict about me?\" James listened for a long while as Lars continued cooking, being sure to read his father's emotions. \"I see....Well I have a kid to take care of, I'm sure you know.....Oh.....Well alright....\" James hung up the phone and returned to the kitchen table.\n\n\"So? What did they say?\" Lars had just finished plating the food and set it down in front of his father.\n\n\"Well, they say they need even more time to come up with a \"Reasonable solution to this issue.\" So I'm going to be suspended for another week.\" James rolled his eyes.\n\n\"Don't they know you have a kid to take care of?\" Lars rolled his eyes just as his father did.\n\n\"They do. So they're upgrading my status to paid vacation.\" James chuckled. \"I think we may have fucked them up big time kid. They're paying me NOT to come in.\"\n\n\"I'm sorry this is happening to you dad...\" Lars shrunk down a bit in his seat.\n\n\"I'm not.\" James got out of his seat and hugged Lars tightly. \"You're the only thing that matters to me Lars. That whole bank can go fuck itself if you and me can't be together.\" James kissed Lars on the cheek. \"So none of this feeling sorry bullshit, okay?\" James smirked. \"Besides, I'm a numbers man. I've been doing our budget so well that I've got more than enough money saved for us to live on.\" James chuckled deeply. \"More than enough to bide us over if I need to hunt for a new job after this.\"\n\n\"Right dad....\" Lars nodded. \"Omar told me I can't be feeling sorry over this, too...and I won't!\" Lars cheered up. \"You and I both have pride in this relationship, right!?\"\n\n\"Fuck yes, my sexy little man!\" James ruffled Lars' hair.\n\n\"The we have nothing to fear!\" Lars hugged his dad back. \"Because we have each other!\"\n\n\"That's right Lars.\" James kissed Lars deeply on the lips. \"Now then, back to this breakfast you made.\" James sat back down in his chair and looked over the food set before him. \"Eggs, toast, sausage patties...Links? And a fried polish?\" James laughed a bit. \"Gone a bit overboard on the sausage, didn't you Lars?\"\n\n\"It's part of a theme.\" Lars smirked. \"I'm saving the biggest sausage for AFTER breakfast.\"\n\n\"HAHAHA! You see, this is one of the reasons why I love you kid!\" James patted Lars on the shoulder from across the table. \"Whenever you do something sweet for me, it always leads to sex.\"\n\n* * *\n\nIt was a bit later and James and Lars were resting in bed after another fuck session. \"Phew dad...I never get tired of riding you....\" Lars snuggled his father softly. \"You know just how to make me feel good....\"\n\n\"Hehe, you do a good job too Lars.\" James held Lars under his arm tightly. \"That mouth and that ass are just perfect for me...\" James kissed Lars on the cheek. \"I can't think of a better way to spend my time out of work than being with you Lars...\"\n\n\"Same here dad...It's going to suck having to go back to school next week...\" Lars hugged his dad tighter. \"I don't think I can bare to be away from you for so long...\"\n\n\"Hey, don't be too upset. You've got Darius there. And you'll be heading to the gym to start your new job, too.\" James smiled down at his son. \"And of course I'll be there pumping some iron when you show up.\" James flexed his muscles a bit.\n\n\"Heh, your right dad...\" Lars smiled widely. \"So now what? Want to watch TV or something?\"\n\n\n\"Meh, I don't know...\" James played around with the cum still left on his belly from their previous session. \"I could just lay like this with you all day...\"\n\n\"Well then let's!\" Lars leaned up and kissed his father sweetly.\n\n\"Hehe, alright then kid.\" James was about to reach for the covers when the phone rang again, making James' frustration spike. \"...SIGH....I'll get it\" Lars rolled off of James and James got out of bed, scratching himself briefly. \"Right when I was getting comfortable...\"\n\n\"Go on daddy, don't let the phone ring all day.\" Lars smirked at his father, patting him on the ass as he reached for his boxers.\n\n\"Yeah yeah...\" James left the room and picked up the phone. \"Yeah? Alexander residence...OH! Latriana?\" James snapped to attention. \"...Nooo, I haven't seen him around here...Well I'll tell you if I've seen him out here...Alright...no problem...bye...\" James hung up the phone, noticing that Lars was right beside him now.\n\n\"What did Mom want?\" Lars cocked an eyebrow.\n\n\"Apparently Jumeres just up and left a few days ago.\" James looked serious. \"She thought that he may be around here.\"\n\nLars gained a similarly serious look. \"What's got into that jackass?\"\n\n\"I don't know, but I told her I would keep an eye out for him.\" James held his chin in his hand. \"I wonder where he could be...He's always been real squirrely and restless, but it's not like him to just up and ditch a lady he's seeing...\"\n\n\"Hmm...\" Lars thought hard. \"Well...why don't we ask someone who lives out in Empire City?\"\n\n\"Hmm...couldn't hurt...Nice thinking Larson.\" James picked up the phone and began to quickly dial a number. \"If anyone would know, it'll be her....Hello? Celia, it's Jameil. Yeah...Look, Jumeres went missing from Latriana's place a few days ago. You got any idea where he may be?....Shit...No no, it's okay. Thanks though....Yeah, I'll be on the lookout, too....What?...R-Really?\" James' serious expression became more worried. \"Wow...I...had no idea....I guess that explains....No, it's alright...Just call if you hear anything...Yeah...bye...\" James hung up and seemed to be looking off into space.\n\n\"Dad?.....What did Aunt Celie say?\" Lars held onto James' hand, concerned.\n\n\"She hasn't seen him either...but it's not surprising to her that he's missing...\" James looked down to Lars, worried. \"Apparently....Jumeres has had....serious problems...\" James held onto Lars' hand tighter. \"Like...SERIOUS...\"\n\n\"W...What...do you mean serious?\" Lars became worried as well.\n\n\"Celia tells me that Jumeres has had serious problems with alcohol...and drugs...He's supposed to have been sober for a while, but Celie suspected that he fell off the wagon right around mom and dad's anniversary...\" James held his chin in his hand. \"I...truly had no idea he was struggling with that, but it makes his behavior make sense...\"\n\n\"Fuck, really?\" Lars shook his head. \"I would have never guessed...\" Lars' eyes poped. \"And that man has been with my mother....\"\n\n\"Lars, please. Not right now.\" James held onto Lars' shoulders.\n\n\"No, I'm not angry....I'm just...really worried...\" Lars looked very upset. \"What exactly is he going to do?\"\n\n\"I don't know, but we can't exactly do that much...\" James cracked his neck. \"Well...now I don't feel like sleeping...\"\n\n\"Me neither...\" Lars rolled his eyes.\n\n\"Well, I wonder what we can do...\" James thought deeply when there was a knock at the door. \"Hmm?\"\n\n\"Hey James, it's Darius and Omar.\"\n\n\"Oh, hey! Just a second!\" James jogged to the door.\n\n\"Hey dad...\" Lars noticed something.\n\n\"Just a second Lars.\" James unlocked the door.\n\n\"No, seriously, DAD!\" Lars reached out for his father.\n\n\"Give me a second Lars.\" James opened the door. \"Hey guys.\"\n\n\". . . . . . . It's bigger then you made it sound Darius.\" Omar blushed brightly, but still gave Darius a deadpan look.\n\n\"You're...naked...dad...\" Lars facepalmed.\n\n\"This is twice James...\" Darius was blushing brightly, but still kept a cool face. \"Three times and I get to make a wish on it, right?\"\n\n\"...Shut up and get in here..\" James facepaled and let the two in. \"Lars, get me something to put on.\"\n\n\"Already on it!\" Lars was already in James' room, grabbing some clothes.\n\n\"So what brings you here guys?\" James stood patiently, waiting for Lars to return.\n\n\"We wanted to see if our little brother was feeling better.\" Darius nodded as he and Omar sat on the couch.\n\nOmar agreed. \"Yeah, he sounded like he was felling pretty shitty yesterday...\" \n\nLars returned with a shirt and some boxers. \"Here you go dad.\"\n\n\"Thanks kid.\" James quickly slid on his boxers and threw on the shirt. \"As you can see, Lars is feeling better.\"\n\n\"Yeah. I guess it was a one day thing...\" Lars shrugged.\n\n\"Well that's good news.\" Omar smiled. \"Didn't want this to last a long time...\"\n\n\"Say....\" Darius gave the two a serious look. \"What's wrong?\"\n\n\"Hmm? Wrong?\" James cocked an eyebrow.\n\n\"Being a teacher, I know a thing or two about people's emotions. You two seem a lot more quiet than normal...Something happen?\"\n\n\"Oh...\" James shrugged. \"Just some family stuff...\"\n\n\"Want to share?\" Darius got up and put a hand on James' shoulder.\n\n\"Please, like you'd want to hear my worries...\" James chuckled a bit.\n\n\"I do.\" Darius gave James a serious look. \"You listened to me and Omar's problems. You still do. Well me and Omar are here to listen to you two too.\"\n\n\"It's like I keep saying...\" Omar put an arm around James and Lars, pulling them in close. \"We're a family here, so we should be able to share like one...\"\n\n\"...You're serious?\" James smiled a bit.\n\n\"Of course we are James.\" Darius hugged James.\n\n\"Well....thanks guys.....\" James smiled widely. \"Me and Lars really did need to talk to someone about this...\"\n\n* * *\n\nThe four of them had sat down to talk and James was just finishing up talking.\n\n\"And so now nobody has any idea where he is...I know he's been a real bastard to me and Lars, but I didn't know he was so unhinged...I'm worried...\" James let out a deep sigh.\n\n\"Not to mention that guy's been with my mom...\" Lars growled a bit. \"Who knows what he's done to her...\"\n\n\"Man that's fucked up James....\" Darius hugged James. \"Drugs and alcohol are nothing to fuck with...\"\n\n\"Yeah...\" Omar patted Lars on the shoulder. \"I've seen good men die too early thanks to that....\"\n\n\"I know...It's because me and Lars were so distant...I didn't know...\" James shook his head. \"I should have been there for him...\"\n\n\"I don't think we would have made it any better...look what happened when we showed up for the anniversary...\" Lars shrugged.\n\n\"Still...He's my brother....I hate him...but he's still family.\" James got to his feet. \"We have to track him down and get him some help!\"\n\n\"Yeah...but where to start?\" Darius thought hard. \"He's most likely not in Empire City and it's unlikely he'll be in Central City...\"\n\n\"This is going to be a challenge...\" Omar thought hard as well. \"It's not like he's going to come out of the sky into our hands...\" As Omar finished talking, the phone rang.\n\n\"I'll get it.\" James went and picked up the phone, still deep in thought. \"Hello?....Yes, this is Jameil Alexander....Yes, I do know Jumeres Alexander....Really? Oh good....No no, I was just wondering where he was is-....Yeah, I'll be down shortly...\" James hung up.\n\n\"Well?\" Lars looked over to his father.\n\n\"He's in jail.\" James let out a sigh of relief. \"They called me to come pick him up because he mentioned I was the only family he had in Central City. It's only a DUI, so I can go pick him up.\" James ran to his room and got on some pants.\n\n\"Dad, you're not seriously going to get him are you?\" Lars cocked an eyebrow.\n\n\"I have to.\" James tossed on a jacket and grabbed his keys. \"It's my turn to be the big brother here, and I'm not going to turn my back on him.\" James got to the door. \"Lars, call your mother and tell her we found him....Don't...tell her about his...problem just yet, though. Just tell her to get here.\" James dashed through the door.\n\nOmar shook his head. \"That man's got one hell of a bleeding heart. To rush out to help the man who strangled his kid...\"\n\n\"Yeah, but it's guys like that you can't help but love...\"Darius nodded. \"I'd probably do the same if it were my brother...\"\n\nLars had since gotten his cellphone and was calling Latriana. \"Hey mom....\" \n\n* * *\n\nIn a dark jail cell, Jumeres sat, grumbling.\n\n\"Alexander!\" A cop stepped in. \"Someone's here for you.\" The cop let James through. \"Says he's your younger brother.\"\n\n\"Yeah, that's him...\" Jumeres didn't even look to see who it was, he just knew.\n\n\"I'll get started on the forums...\" The cop left the two alone.\n\n\"Well...This is a new low for you...\"James rolled his eyes.\n\n\"Whatever....\" Jumeres dismissively shrugged.\n\n\"Why didn't you tell me you had problems like this?\" James leaned on the bars of the cell.\n\n\"Problems like what?\" Jumeres only barely made eye contact with James.\n\n\"Don't fuck around with me....Celie told me about your abuse problems...\" James turned to face Jumeres.\n\n\"....God, that girl can't keep that damn mouth of hers closed...\" Jumeres grumbled.\n\n\"Jumeres. I know we had our problems, even as kids. Even so, we're still family! Why didn't you tell me!?\" James punched the wall next to the cell.\n\n\". . . I wouldn't want your help...\" Jumeres sneered at his brother.\n\n\"Well that's too damn bad because I'm the only one who can help you right now.\" James crossed his arms and gave Jumeres the same sneer back. \"Do mom and dad know?\"\n\n\". . . They only know about the drinking...\" Jumeres let out a deep sigh. \"I...would show up at their house to sober up.\"\n\n\"Have you looked into any professional help?\" James progressively became kinder as he spoke.\n\n\"I go to A.A...Went....Once...\" Jumeres shrugged.\n\n\"Well you're going back. If I have to drag you there, you're going to get help with this!\" James gave his older brother a deathly serious look.\n\n\"Why do you care? After all I've done to you?\" Jumeres rolled his eyes at his brother.\n\n\"Because you're family....I can't just turn my back on you.\" James smiled a bit. \"I'm posting bail for you, but you're going to owe me big time.\"\n\n\"You're...doing that for me?\" Jumeres barely let a smile form on his face.\n\n\"Of course I am...\" James nodded happily. \"But just to make sure we know where we stand...\" James gave Jumeres a deathly serious look. \"As long as you're under my care, you WILL NOT bring any narcotic or alcohol into my house, you WILL NOT act like a jackass in my presence and most importantly, you WILL NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE HARASS MY BOY!\" James punched into his hand. \"If I so much as catch you BEGINNING to do anything of that sort, I'm dumping you out on your ass. GOT ME!?\"\n\n\". . . . How long am I going to be held hostage at your place?\" Jumeres rolled his eyes.\n\n\"Until you sober up or Latriana wants to take your sorry ass back. Whichever comes first...\" James crossed his arms and gave Jumeres a dismissive glance.\n\n\"You're....bringing her into this...\" Jumeres sunk low.\n\n\"She has to know. You just up and left her.\" James rolled his eyes. \"She may be an annoying bitch, but you owe her an explanation.\"\n\n\"I left her...because I love her...\" Jumeres let out a heavy sigh. \"I didn't want her to know this side of me...so when I felt myself slip, I just left....I wasn't welcome home anymore, so...I just drifted...and ended up out here...\"\n\n\"Well I'm putting an end to your drifting Jumeres. \" James nodded.\n\n* * *\n\nA bit later James finally made it home, Jumeres in tow. \"Guys, I'm back. And you'll never guess what I picked up at the station.\"\n\nLars' eyes narrowed upon seeing his uncle. \"Hello Jumeres.\"\n\n\"Lars...\" Jumeres sneered at Lars.\n\n\"THAT'S Jumeres?\" Omar could barely keep from laughing. \"THAT'S the guy causing you both so much trouble?\"\n\n\"Look at how small you are.\" Darius smirked smugly at Jumeres. \"The family resemblance is definitely there compared to James, but you don't look a thing like your dad.\"\n\n\"Lay off him guys. He's had a hard time.\" James put a hand on Jumeres' shoulder. \"Now Lars, Jumeres is going to be staying with us for a day or two until he can figure out his living arrangements, but he's agreed to be nice.\" James pointed to Lars, giving him a firm look. \"I expect you to do the same. Do you understand Larson?\"\n\n\"Yeah yeah...\" Lars rolled his eyes. \"I'll be nice...\"\n\n\"Did you call your mom yet?\" James pulled off his jacket and tossed it on the couch.\n\n\"Yeah. She said she would be here by tomorrow night.\" Lars flashed Jumeres an angry look. \"She was really hurt when he just left.\"\n\n\"I see...\" James nodded. \"Well...Nothing to do until then...\"\n\n\"Want us to do anything for you James?\" Darius patted James on the shoulder.\n\n\"Nah, you guys have done more than enough. Thanks...\" James smiled widely.\n\n\"Alright then. We should probably be getting back to the gym....\" Omar got up to leave.\n\n\"I'm going with you.\" Lars grabbed his jacket. \"I could use some time outside the house.\" Lars gave Jumeres a dirty look. \"I'll catch up to you later dad.\"\n\nJames understood instantly. \"Right kid...\" James pulled Lars in for a hug and kiss. \"Don't be out too late Lars...\"\n\n\"I'll be back by dinner.\" Lars kissed James back and headed for the door. \"Let's go guys.\"\n\n\"Oookay....\" Darius followed behind Lars. \"See ya later James...\"\n\n\"I'll bring him back later.\" Omar nodded. \"See ya James.\"\n\n\"See ya.\" James nodded to Omar as he left. \"Now then...\" James turned to Jumeres, who's sight hadn't left the floor since he sat down. \"What to do with you...\"\n\n* * *\n\nA bit later at the AlphaMuscle gym, Darius was watching as Lars did curls.\n\"Say Lars...Are you okay?\" Darius gave Lars a worried look.\n\n\"I'm fine. What makes you think otherwise?\" Lars looked up from his curls, his eyes still narrow with spite.\n\n\"Well you've been doing curls for the past hour with no sign of stopping.\" Darius grabbed Lars' hand. \"Maybe you should cool off for a bit...\"\n\n\"I'm FINE Darius!\" Lars snapped at Darius.\n\n\"Hmph...\" Darius growled in response to Lars' snapping. \"Alright, time for some tough love.\" Darius grabbed Lars' arm.\n\n\"Hey, what's the deal!?\" Lars growled back as Darius pried the dumbbell out of his hand.\n\n\"Lars, you've had enough working out for today.\" Darius pulled Lars' arm behind his back, dragging him away from the equipment. \"You need to sit down.\"\n\n\"I'm fine Darius! Let me go!\" Lars started to struggle a bit.\n\n\"No you're not!\" Darius dragged Lars into the office and sat him down. \"Now why are you so angry all of a sudden? And don't try to bullshit me or I'll hurt you for real!\" \n\n\"I don't know...nothing important...\" Lars rolled his eyes at Darius.\n\n\"Does this have something to do with that uncle of yours?\" Darius held Lars' hands.\n\n\"Well...\" Lars growled. \"I just....hate him....\" Lars started to loosen up, but he remained angry. \"I hate that man. He's been nothing but a bastard to me and my dad. He bullied dad all through his childhood and he's trying to do the exact same thing to me!\" Lars snarled. \"He's threatened to fight me on multiple occasions, he actually did fight me and nearly strangled me to death!\" Lars growled. \"I have no fucking clue why dad is being so charitable! If it were me, I would have left him in that jail to rot! That's where he belongs!\"\n\n\"Lars...I can't say anything about your relationship with him, but that's your dad's brother. If there's something wrong with him, then he has to at least try to help.\" Darius smiled warmly at Lars. \"Families are a fickle thing...A lot of the time, what you think you know isn't the whole picture. Hell, sometimes it isn't even a fraction of it.\" Darius held Lars' hands tighter. \"It sounds like your uncle has serious problems...and that's probably the catalyst for his actions towards you and James...I'm not asking you to forgive him...just..don't be angry at him...\" Darius looked Lars in the eyes. \"If you don't do it for me, then do it for your family. For your father.\"\n\n\"...\" Lars' expression started to soften a bit. \"I'll....Tolerate him...\"\n\n\"Good enough.\" Darius hugged Lars tightly. \"Both James AND Jumeres are going to need your support to help him through this, so try to look past what he did and focus on what he's doing to change.\"\n\n\"Right Darius....\" Lars kissed Darius on the cheek. \"...Thanks...for the talk...And the restraining...\"\n\n\"It's no problem Lars.\" Darius kissed Lars back on the cheek. \"I wouldn't let my little brother go overboard on me.\" Darius chuckled. \"Plus, Omar would kill you AND me if you broke something.\"\n\n\"I...should get home, shouldn't I?\" Lars let out a deep sigh.\n\n\"You should. I'll take you.\"\n\n* * *\n\nLater that evening, Lars stepped into the house. \"Dad? I'm back...\"\n\n\"Hey Lars. I wasn't expecting you back so soon...\" James was sitting in the living room, reading.\n\n\"Where's Jumeres?\" Lars looked around for his uncle.\n\nJames set his book aside. \"I found an A.A. place in town and I dropped him off for a meeting. Best to get him started on the right track now.\"\n\n\"'Oh...Darius and I had a talk...For yours and Jumeres' sake, I can't keep a grudge....I'm not forgiving him....but I'm willing to help him if he truly wants to change...\" Lars sat with his father.\n\n\"I'm happy to hear that Lars.\" James pulled Lars in close. \"I know it's VERY difficult for you to tolerate him after all he's done...but when I learned that he's been drinking and doing drugs...it all came into perspective for me...I realized that he couldn't have been acting himself when he did those things to us...\" James became very sober. \"At least....That's what I'm hoping....\" James held Lars tight. \"So we both have to set aside what we feel about him and help him through this as best as we can.\"\n\n\"Right dad....You can count on me to see both of you through this....\" Lars kissed his father softly, hugging him back.\n\n* * *\n\n\"Jumeres....I don't respect him. I don't like him to any extent....I don't even see him as family anymore...To me, he's just a hate filled bastard who needs to go die.....But....Dad's right...It may not entirely be his fault...It may just be his addictions influencing his actions....I'll bare with him for now...But my generosity towards that man has a harsh limit, and for his sake, I hope he doesn't cross it.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Father And Son Episode Thirty: Stormy Revelations

"Hey, Lars here and I'm feeling MUCH BETTER! I feel like I could take on the world now thanks to my dad! I swear on my life, I will be the best son AND husband to that man I can possibly be! No matter where he goes, I'll be there! No matter what he needs, I'll do my best to give it to him! And no matter what his plan may be, I'll follow him to the end of the earth..."

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Friday morning. James slowly woke up. "Mmh....good morning son....Son?" James opened his eyes and found that he was alone in bed. "Lars?" James got up out of bed and stepped into the hallway when the scent of bacon caught his attention. "You've got to be kidding me..."

James stepped into the kitchen to find Lars furiously cooking. "Oh, damn! I wanted to finish before you woke up..." Lars sheepishly grinned as he saw his father sit down at the kitchen table.

"I see you're feeling better Lars...." James smiled widely with relief. "Thank god for that."

"Yeah, I feel like I could move a mountain now!" Lars flexed a bit. "And it's all because of you dad! So I decided to wake up early and make you breakfast to thank you."

"Aww Lars, you didn't have to do that..." James got up and hugged his son from behind. "Just seeing you up and out of bed is the best thanks I could get." James softly kissed Lars on the cheek. "Your such a sweet kid, you know?"

"Hehe, thanks dad." Lars continued cooking with his father hugging him. "Hehe, it's funny. In just a few months, I've gotten used to cooking while you're hugging me. It's like I'm a housewife or something." Lars chuckled to himself.

"Well I know I can't keep my hands off you like a housewife." James chuckled right back and he held his son tighter when suddenly, the phone rang. "I wonder who that is....as if I had to ask..."

"You think it's..." Lars looked to the phone nervously.

"It's been a week...you keep tending to this breakfast son. I'll be right back." James released Lars, kissing him on the cheek before going to answer the phone. "Hello, Alexander residence...Why yes this is him....Well hello sir....I'm doing fine....Yes, and my son is, too." James smugly smirked over to Lars. "Sorry to be so blunt, but let's not keep up the act, what's the verdict about me?" James listened for a long while as Lars continued cooking, being sure to read his father's emotions. "I see....Well I have a kid to take care of, I'm sure you know.....Oh.....Well alright...." James hung up the phone and returned to the kitchen table.

"So? What did they say?" Lars had just finished plating the food and set it down in front of his father.

"Well, they say they need even more time to come up with a "Reasonable solution to this issue." So I'm going to be suspended for another week." James rolled his eyes.

"Don't they know you have a kid to take care of?" Lars rolled his eyes just as his father did.

"They do. So they're upgrading my status to paid vacation." James chuckled. "I think we may have fucked them up big time kid. They're paying me NOT to come in."

"I'm sorry this is happening to you dad..." Lars shrunk down a bit in his seat.

"I'm not." James got out of his seat and hugged Lars tightly. "You're the only thing that matters to me Lars. That whole bank can go fuck itself if you and me can't be together." James kissed Lars on the cheek. "So none of this feeling sorry bullshit, okay?" James smirked. "Besides, I'm a numbers man. I've been doing our budget so well that I've got more than enough money saved for us to live on." James chuckled deeply. "More than enough to bide us over if I need to hunt for  a new job after this."

"Right dad...." Lars nodded. "Omar told me I can't be feeling sorry over this, too...and I won't!" Lars cheered up. "You and I both have pride in this relationship, right!?"

"Fuck yes, my sexy little man!" James ruffled Lars' hair.

"The we have nothing to fear!" Lars hugged his dad back. "Because we have each other!"

"That's right Lars." James kissed Lars deeply on the lips. "Now then, back to this breakfast you made." James sat back down in his chair and looked over the food set before him. "Eggs, toast, sausage patties...Links? And a fried polish?" James laughed a bit. "Gone a bit overboard on the sausage, didn't you Lars?"

"It's part of a theme." Lars smirked. "I'm saving the biggest sausage for AFTER breakfast."

"HAHAHA! You see, this is one of the reasons why I love you kid!" James patted Lars on the shoulder from across the table. "Whenever you do something sweet for me, it always leads to sex."

*   *   *

It was a bit later and James and Lars were resting in bed after another fuck session. "Phew dad...I never get tired of riding you...." Lars snuggled his father softly. "You know just how to make me feel good...."

"Hehe, you do a good job too Lars." James held Lars under his arm tightly. "That mouth and that ass are just perfect for me..." James kissed Lars on the cheek. "I can't think of a better way to spend my time out of work than being with you Lars..."

"Same here dad...It's going to suck having to go back to school next week..." Lars hugged his dad tighter. "I don't think I can bare to be away from you for so long..."

"Hey, don't be too upset. You've got Darius there. And you'll be heading to the gym to start your new job, too." James smiled down at his son. "And of course I'll be there pumping some iron when you show up." James flexed his muscles a bit.

"Heh, your right dad..." Lars smiled widely. "So now what? Want to watch TV or something?"


"Meh, I don't know..." James played around with the cum still left on his belly from their previous session. "I could just lay like this with you all day..."

"Well then let's!" Lars leaned up and kissed his father sweetly.

"Hehe, alright then kid." James was about to reach for the covers when the phone rang again, making James' frustration spike. "...SIGH....I'll get it" Lars rolled off of James and James got out of  bed, scratching himself briefly. "Right when I was getting comfortable..."

"Go on daddy, don't let the phone ring all day." Lars smirked at his father, patting him on the ass as he reached for his boxers.

"Yeah yeah..." James left the room and picked up the phone. "Yeah? Alexander residence...OH! Latriana?" James snapped to attention. "...Nooo, I haven't seen him around here...Well I'll tell you if I've seen him out here...Alright...no problem...bye..." James hung up the phone, noticing that Lars was right beside him now.

"What did Mom want?" Lars cocked an eyebrow.

"Apparently Jumeres just up and left a few days ago." James looked serious. "She thought that he may be around here."

Lars gained a similarly serious look. "What's got into that jackass?"

"I don't know, but I told her I would keep an eye out for him." James held his chin in his hand. "I wonder where he could be...He's always been real squirrely and restless, but it's not like him to just up and ditch a lady he's seeing..."

"Hmm..." Lars thought hard. "Well...why don't we ask someone who lives out in Empire City?"

"Hmm...couldn't hurt...Nice thinking Larson." James picked up the phone and began to quickly dial a number. "If anyone would know, it'll be her....Hello? Celia, it's Jameil. Yeah...Look, Jumeres went missing from Latriana's place a few days ago. You got any idea where he may be?....Shit...No no, it's okay. Thanks though....Yeah, I'll be on the lookout, too....What?...R-Really?" James' serious expression became more worried. "Wow...I...had no idea....I guess that explains....No, it's alright...Just call if you hear anything...Yeah...bye..." James hung up and seemed to be looking off into space.

"Dad?.....What did Aunt Celie say?" Lars held onto James' hand, concerned.

"She hasn't seen him either...but it's not surprising to her that he's missing..." James looked down to Lars, worried. "Apparently....Jumeres has had....serious problems..." James held onto Lars' hand tighter. "Like...SERIOUS..."

"W...What...do you mean serious?" Lars became worried as well.

"Celia tells me that Jumeres has had serious problems with alcohol...and drugs...He's supposed to have been sober for a while, but Celie suspected that he fell off the wagon right around mom and dad's anniversary..." James held his chin in his hand. "I...truly had no idea he was struggling with that, but it makes his behavior make sense..."

"Fuck, really?" Lars shook his head. "I would have never guessed..." Lars' eyes poped. "And that man has been with my mother...."

"Lars, please. Not right now." James held onto Lars' shoulders.

"No, I'm not angry....I'm just...really worried..." Lars looked very upset. "What exactly is he going to do?"

"I don't know, but we can't exactly do that much..." James cracked his neck. "Well...now I don't feel like sleeping..."

"Me neither..." Lars rolled his eyes.

"Well, I wonder what we can do..." James thought deeply when there was a knock at the door. "Hmm?"

"Hey James, it's Darius and Omar."

"Oh, hey! Just a second!" James jogged to the door.

"Hey dad..." Lars noticed something.

"Just a second Lars." James unlocked the door.

"No, seriously, DAD!" Lars reached out for his father.

"Give me a second Lars." James opened the door. "Hey guys."

". . . . . . . It's bigger then you made it sound Darius." Omar blushed brightly, but still gave Darius a deadpan look.

"You're...naked...dad..." Lars facepalmed.

"This is twice James..." Darius was blushing brightly, but still kept a cool face. "Three times and I get to make a wish on it, right?"

"...Shut up and get in here.." James facepaled and let the two in. "Lars, get me something to put on."

"Already on it!" Lars was already in James' room, grabbing some clothes.

"So what brings you here guys?" James stood patiently, waiting for Lars to return.

"We wanted to see if our little brother was feeling better." Darius nodded as he and Omar sat on the couch.

Omar agreed. "Yeah, he sounded like he was felling pretty shitty yesterday..."

Lars returned with a shirt and some boxers. "Here you go dad."

"Thanks kid." James quickly slid on his boxers and threw on the shirt. "As you can see, Lars is feeling better."

"Yeah. I guess it was a one day thing..." Lars shrugged.

"Well that's good news." Omar smiled. "Didn't want this to last a long time..."

"Say...." Darius gave the two a serious look. "What's wrong?"

"Hmm? Wrong?" James cocked an eyebrow.

"Being a teacher, I know a thing or two about people's emotions. You two seem a lot more quiet than normal...Something happen?"

"Oh..." James shrugged. "Just some family stuff..."

"Want to share?" Darius got up and put a hand on James' shoulder.

"Please, like you'd want to hear my worries..." James chuckled a bit.

"I do." Darius gave James a serious look. "You listened to me and Omar's problems. You still do. Well me and Omar are here to listen to you two too."

"It's like I keep saying..." Omar put an arm around James and Lars, pulling them in close. "We're a family here, so we should be able to share like one..."

"...You're serious?" James smiled a bit.

"Of course we are James." Darius hugged James.

"Well....thanks guys....." James smiled widely. "Me and Lars really did need to talk to someone about this..."

*   *   *

The four of them had sat down to talk and James was just finishing up talking.

"And so now nobody has any idea where he is...I know he's been a real bastard to me and Lars, but I didn't know he was so unhinged...I'm worried..." James let out a deep sigh.

"Not to mention that guy's been with my mom..." Lars growled a bit. "Who knows what he's done to her..."

"Man that's fucked up James...." Darius hugged James. "Drugs and alcohol are nothing to fuck with..."

"Yeah..." Omar patted Lars on the shoulder. "I've seen good men die too early thanks to that...."

"I know...It's because me and Lars were so distant...I didn't know..." James shook his head. "I should have been there for him..."

"I don't think we would have made it any better...look what happened when we showed up for the anniversary..." Lars shrugged.

"Still...He's my brother....I hate him...but he's still family." James got to his feet. "We have to track him down and get him some help!"

"Yeah...but where to start?" Darius thought hard. "He's most likely not in Empire City and it's unlikely he'll be in Central City..."

"This is going to be a challenge..." Omar thought hard as well. "It's not like he's going to come out of the sky into our hands..." As Omar finished talking, the phone rang.

"I'll get it." James went and picked up the phone, still deep in thought. "Hello?....Yes, this is Jameil Alexander....Yes, I do know Jumeres Alexander....Really? Oh good....No no, I was just wondering where he was is-....Yeah, I'll be down shortly..." James hung up.

"Well?" Lars looked over to his father.

"He's in jail." James let out a sigh of relief. "They called me to come pick him up because he mentioned I was the only family he had in Central City. It's only a DUI, so I can go pick him up." James ran to his room and got on some pants.

"Dad, you're not seriously going to get him are you?" Lars cocked an eyebrow.

"I have to." James tossed on a jacket and grabbed his keys. "It's my turn to be the big brother here, and I'm not going to turn my back on him." James got to the door. "Lars, call your mother and tell her we found him....Don't...tell her about his...problem just yet, though. Just tell her to get here." James dashed through the door.

Omar shook his head. "That man's got one hell of a bleeding heart. To rush out to help the man who strangled his kid..."

"Yeah, but it's guys like that you can't help but love..."Darius nodded. "I'd probably do the same if it were my brother..."

Lars had since gotten his cellphone and was calling Latriana. "Hey mom...."

*   *   *

In a dark jail cell, Jumeres sat, grumbling.

"Alexander!" A cop stepped in. "Someone's here for you." The cop let James through. "Says he's your younger brother."

"Yeah, that's him..." Jumeres didn't even look to see who it was, he just knew.

"I'll get started on the forums..." The cop left the two alone.

"Well...This is a new low for you..."James rolled his eyes.

"Whatever...." Jumeres dismissively shrugged.

"Why didn't you tell me you had problems like this?" James leaned on the bars of the cell.

"Problems like what?" Jumeres only barely made eye contact with James.

"Don't fuck around with me....Celie told me about your abuse problems..." James turned to face Jumeres.

"....God, that girl can't keep that damn mouth of hers closed..." Jumeres grumbled.

"Jumeres. I know we had our problems, even as kids. Even so, we're still family! Why didn't you tell me!?" James punched the wall next to the cell.

". . . I wouldn't want your help..." Jumeres sneered at his brother.

"Well that's too damn bad because I'm the only one who can help you right now." James crossed his arms and gave Jumeres the same sneer back. "Do mom and dad know?"

". . . They only know about the drinking..." Jumeres let out a deep sigh. "I...would show up at their house to sober up."

"Have you looked into any professional help?" James progressively became kinder as he spoke.

"I go to A.A...Went....Once..." Jumeres shrugged.

"Well you're going back. If I have to drag you there, you're going to get help with this!" James gave his older brother a deathly serious look.

"Why do you care? After all I've done to you?" Jumeres rolled his eyes at his brother.

"Because you're family....I can't just turn my back on you." James smiled a bit. "I'm posting bail for you, but you're going to owe me big time."

"You're...doing that for me?" Jumeres barely let a smile form on his face.

"Of course I am..." James nodded happily. "But just to make sure we know where we stand..." James gave Jumeres a deathly serious look. "As long as you're under my care, you WILL NOT bring any narcotic or alcohol into my house, you WILL NOT act like a jackass in my presence and most importantly, you WILL NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE HARASS MY BOY!" James punched into his hand. "If I so much as catch you BEGINNING to do anything of that sort, I'm dumping you out on your ass. GOT ME!?"

". . . .  How long am I going to be held hostage at your place?" Jumeres rolled his eyes.

"Until you sober up or Latriana wants to take your sorry ass back. Whichever comes first..." James crossed his arms and gave Jumeres a dismissive glance.

"You're....bringing her into this..." Jumeres sunk low.

"She has to know. You just up and left her." James rolled his eyes. "She may be an annoying bitch, but you owe her an explanation."

"I left her...because I love her..." Jumeres let out a heavy sigh. "I didn't want her to know this side of me...so when I felt myself slip, I just left....I wasn't welcome home anymore, so...I just drifted...and ended up out here..."

"Well I'm putting an end to your drifting Jumeres. " James nodded.

*   *   *

A bit later James finally made it home, Jumeres in tow. "Guys, I'm back. And you'll never guess what I picked up at the station."

Lars' eyes narrowed upon seeing his uncle. "Hello Jumeres."

"Lars..." Jumeres sneered at Lars.

"THAT'S Jumeres?" Omar could barely keep from laughing. "THAT'S the guy causing you both so much trouble?"

"Look at how small you are." Darius smirked smugly at Jumeres. "The family resemblance is definitely there compared to James, but you don't look a thing like your dad."

"Lay off him guys. He's had a hard time." James put a hand on Jumeres' shoulder. "Now Lars, Jumeres is going to be staying with us for a day or two until he can figure out his living arrangements, but he's agreed to be nice." James pointed to Lars, giving him a firm look. "I expect you to do the same. Do you understand Larson?"

"Yeah yeah..." Lars rolled his eyes. "I'll be nice..."

"Did you call your mom yet?" James pulled off his jacket and tossed it on the couch.

"Yeah. She said she would be here by tomorrow night." Lars flashed Jumeres an angry look. "She was really hurt when he just left."

"I see..." James nodded. "Well...Nothing to do until then..."

"Want us to do anything for you James?" Darius patted James on the shoulder.

"Nah, you guys have done more than enough. Thanks..." James smiled widely.

"Alright then. We should probably be getting back to the gym...." Omar got up to leave.

"I'm going with you." Lars grabbed his jacket. "I could use some time outside the house." Lars gave Jumeres a dirty look. "I'll catch up to you later dad."

James understood instantly. "Right kid..." James pulled Lars in for a hug and kiss. "Don't be out too late Lars..."

"I'll be back by dinner." Lars kissed James back and headed for the door. "Let's go guys."

"Oookay...." Darius followed behind Lars. "See ya later James..."

"I'll bring him back later." Omar nodded. "See ya James."

"See ya." James nodded to Omar as he left. "Now then..." James turned to Jumeres, who's sight hadn't left the floor since he sat down. "What to do with you..."

*   *   *

A bit later at the AlphaMuscle gym, Darius was watching as Lars did curls.
"Say Lars...Are you okay?" Darius gave Lars a worried look.

"I'm fine. What makes you think otherwise?" Lars looked up from his curls, his eyes still narrow with spite.

"Well you've been doing curls for the past hour with no sign of stopping." Darius grabbed Lars' hand. "Maybe you should cool off for a bit..."

"I'm FINE Darius!" Lars snapped at Darius.

"Hmph..." Darius growled in response to Lars' snapping. "Alright, time for some tough love." Darius grabbed Lars' arm.

"Hey, what's the deal!?" Lars growled back as Darius pried the dumbbell out of his hand.

"Lars, you've had enough working out for today." Darius pulled Lars' arm behind his back, dragging him away from the equipment. "You need to sit down."

"I'm fine Darius! Let me go!" Lars started to struggle a bit.

"No you're not!" Darius dragged Lars into the office and sat him down. "Now why are you so angry all of a sudden? And don't try to bullshit me or I'll hurt you for real!"

"I don't know...nothing important..." Lars rolled his eyes at Darius.

"Does this have something to do with that uncle of yours?" Darius held Lars' hands.

"Well..." Lars growled. "I just....hate him...." Lars started to loosen up, but he remained angry. "I hate that man. He's been nothing but a bastard to me and my dad. He bullied dad all through his childhood and he's trying to do the exact same thing to me!" Lars snarled. "He's threatened to fight me on multiple occasions, he actually did fight me and nearly strangled me to death!" Lars growled. "I have no fucking clue why dad is being so charitable! If it were me, I would have left him in that jail to rot! That's where he belongs!"

"Lars...I can't say anything about your relationship with him, but that's your dad's brother. If there's something wrong with him, then he has to at least try to help." Darius smiled warmly at Lars. "Families are a fickle thing...A lot of the time, what you think you know isn't the whole picture. Hell, sometimes it isn't even a fraction of it." Darius held Lars' hands tighter. "It sounds like your uncle has serious problems...and that's probably the catalyst for his actions towards you and James...I'm not asking you to forgive him...just..don't be angry at him..." Darius looked Lars in the eyes. "If you don't do it for me, then do it for your family. For your father."

"..." Lars' expression started to soften a bit. "I'll....Tolerate him..."

"Good enough." Darius hugged Lars tightly. "Both James AND Jumeres are going to need your support to help him through this, so try to look past what he did and focus on what he's doing to change."

"Right Darius...." Lars kissed Darius on the cheek. "...Thanks...for the talk...And the restraining..."

"It's no problem Lars." Darius kissed Lars back on the cheek. "I wouldn't let my little brother go overboard on me." Darius chuckled. "Plus, Omar would kill you AND me if you broke something."

"I...should get home, shouldn't I?" Lars let out a deep sigh.

"You should. I'll take you."

*   *   *

Later that evening, Lars stepped into the house. "Dad? I'm back..."

"Hey Lars. I wasn't expecting you back so soon..." James was sitting in the living room, reading.

"Where's Jumeres?" Lars looked around for his uncle.

James set his book aside. "I found an A.A. place in town and I dropped him off for a meeting. Best to get him started on the right track now."

"'Oh...Darius and I had a talk...For yours and Jumeres' sake, I can't keep a grudge....I'm not forgiving him....but I'm willing to help him if he truly wants to change..."  Lars sat with his father.

"I'm happy to hear that Lars." James pulled Lars in close. "I know it's VERY difficult for you to tolerate him after all he's done...but when I learned that he's been drinking and doing drugs...it all came into perspective for me...I realized that he couldn't have been acting himself when he did those things to us..." James became very sober. "At least....That's what I'm hoping...." James held Lars tight. "So we both have to set aside what we feel about him and help him through this as best as we can."

"Right dad....You can count on me to see both of you through this...." Lars kissed his father softly, hugging him back.

*   *   *

"Jumeres....I don't respect him. I don't like him to any extent....I don't even see him as family anymore...To me, he's just a hate filled bastard who needs to go die.....But....Dad's right...It may not entirely be his fault...It may just be his addictions influencing his actions....I'll bare with him for now...But my generosity towards that man has a harsh limit, and for his sake, I hope he doesn't cross it.", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Father And Son: Episode Thirty", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "1", "rating_name": "Mature", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "2", "name": "Nudity", "description": "Nonsexual nudity exposing breasts or genitals (must not show arousal)", "rating_id": "1" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "1", "views": "156" }