Father And Son Episode Twenty-Four: Parental Plot Dumps
"Hey it's Lars! Mom called today and mentioned that she would be free. I guess now is as good a time as ever to talk with her....I hope she's calmed down since last week. It would suck if she hadn't."
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Thursday. It was the late morning and Lars was getting dressed extra nice again. James had just gotten back fom the gym and happened to see Lars in his room.
"Hey sexy." James stepped into Lars' room, hugging him from behind. "What are you getting dressed up for?"
Lars blushed as he adjusted the collar on his shirt. "Mom called earlier. She's doesn't have anything to do this afternoon, so I decided we should get together then so I can tell her about all that's happened between us."
"Oh yeah, that's right...Alright then, have fun." James kissed Lars on the head.
"Huh? Your okay with this? No "Stupid bitch sucked up my time with my son." or anything?" Lars raised an eyebrow.
"I can let her have you for a few hours. And besides." James snuggled Lars. "I bet dad's going to show up at some point today. Better to get that done with before the festivities begin, if you catch my drift..."
"You really think so?" Lars smiled. "But he called us on Tuesday and it's a three day trip.
"Knowing my dad, he probably called us when he was on the way." James chuckled. "I bet he'll be here by tonight."
"Alright then dad! I'll be sure not to take too long!" Lars smiled.
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Later that afternoon, Lars stepped into the lobby of a giant hotel, amazed by the sheer size of it. "Woah...I got to remember to honeymoon with dad here..." Lars looked around in complete awe as he made his way through it. Everything was polished and shiny and new looking all along the hotel were skylights that led all the way up through the winding stairwells and elevators to the ceiling, letting the bright afternoon sun shine through and make everything shine and dazzle. "Okaaay...Where is the cafe..." Lars looked around, trying not to get distracted by all of the scenery porn he was currently surrounded by.
"Can I help you young man?" A bellboy gave Lars a suspicious eye. "What is your business here?"
"Err...I'm looking for the cafe..." Lars tried his best to be proper and polite, but he feared it just made him look more suspicious. "I've got a lunch date to attend."
"I see...Right this way sir..." The bellboy led Lars through the hotel, his skepticism growing ever larger. "So what is the nature of this lunch date?"
"Why I'm meeting with a powerful CEO on business which I am quite sure is none of yours." Lars smirked.
"Sure you are. I'll be sure to act with the utmost respect." The bellboy spoke sarcastically, sure that Lars was just trying to be fancy.
"You had better." Lars and the bellboy stepped into the cafe. It was a fancy and pristine white with gold trim. Up above was a beautiful skylight that led up through the many floors of the hotel and all around were crystal clear windows showing off the beautiful hotel grounds. "Now let's see...where is she?"
"A girl, 'eh? Allow me to help look." The bellboy looked around, ready to see the trainwreck of a date he was sure Lars was going to meet.
"Oh, there she is." Lars pointed to Latriana, who was sitting a table reading a book.
"What!? Surely your mistaken. That's Latriana Alise, one of the most powerful women in Central City."
"Hey mom!" Lars waved as he walked to the table.
"MOM!?" The bellboy froze with his jaw hanging. "You mean..."
"Aah, there you are Larson." Latriana got up and kissed Lars on the cheek. "Thank you for escorting my son here."
"Yes, thank you for your...help..." Lars gave the bellboy a smirk.
Absolutely embarrassed, the bellboy slowly walked away. "It was...no problem...SIR...and madem." The bellboy quicky walked away.
". . . He thought you were just some random kid, didn't he?" Latriana smirked.
"You couldn't find a bigger asshole." Lars laughed.
"Larson, language." Latriana sat back down, rolling her eyes.
"Sorry." Lars sat down across from his mom.
"So how have you been?" Latriana smiled at her son.
"I've...been okay....Me and dad decided on next summer for the wedding..." Lars smiled a bit.
"You're really going through with this?" Latriana shook her head.
"Yes I am mom." Lars sighed. "And nothing you can do will stop me."
"Go ahead. don't look to me to stop you." Latriana shrugged. "But tell me...how did this happen?"
"Well mom...It started back when I was fourteen."
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James and a younger Lars were sitting at the table in the kitchen, eating.
(It was during dinner one night...I had been experimenting with the idea of being gay previously, but now I was sure. So I wanted to tell dad...I knew he would be alright with it.)
"D-dad..." Lars blushed a bit. "I've...got something to tell you..."
"What is it Lars?" James smiled warmly at Lars. (Dad....He's always so kind to me...he's always so sweet...so I knew even if he disproved of my lifestyle, he wouldn't overreact.)
"Dad...I've been confused for a long time...but...I know now that..."
"Yeah son?" James got a slightly serious look. "You know what?"
"Dad.....I'm......I'm gay dad." Lars flinched as he spoke, ready for whatever would come.
"Oh....Okay then." James went back to eating. "Glad you got that figured out son."
"....That's it?" Lars cocked an eyebrow. "No outburst? No yelling? No drama?"
"Larson, why would I give you shit if I like both girls and guys?" James gave Lars a deadpan expression.
"Oh yeah...I forgot about that..." Lars scratched behind his head.
"Lars..." James got up from his seat, pulled Lars out of his own and hugged him tightly. "Whatever you are, I'm behind it one-hundred percent. No matter what you choose, I'll be here to help you along the way. If you're gay then let me be your guide. If you're straight, then let me be your wingman." James kissed Lars on the forehead. "But no matter what you are, Larson, I'll always love you the same." James nuzzled Lars. "This more what you were expecting?"
"Haha, yeah...thanks dad...I love you too..." Lars hugged James back and laughed. "You can be my wingman for sure!"
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"Dad was supportive from the word gay. He didn't even bat an eye...." Lars smiled warmly. "I loved that about him....and soon after...every hug...every kiss....just being with him....it filled me with butterflies...I felt so happy with him...So loved...so complete...But I didn't tell him."
"You didn't?" Latriana was interested in Lars' story now.
"No. I would blush when he was in the room...I would do anything I could to feel his body on mine...Every night...he was the only one I could think of when I....well..you know.." Lars blushed a bit.
"Go on Larson." Latriana rolled her eyes.
"Oh, right. But I kept my feelings to myself. I knew that it wasn't right at all to have those feelings for your dad, so I just tried my best to keep them to myself." Lars frowned. "It nearly killed me inside...To sit there with him...feel him around me...To be so close...but keep my feelings hidden..." Lars smiled. "That is until one fateful night earlier this year. Dad was trying to help me feel better after my latest tragedy of a date and we kissed by accident...That was what broke me. I didn't care anymore. I kissed him again...And he kissed me back..."
"I see..." Latriana nodded.
Lars nodded. "Dad was really scared at first. For however afraid I was of being together he was twice that." Lars smiled. "But later that night...I couldn't bare being away from him, so I went to go sleep with him in his bed....that was the first time we made love...and when I decided I wanted to be with him forever." Lars blushed. "And we've been happily together ever since..."
"Well...that explains that..." Latriana thought it over. "but...why did he..."
"He loved me that way, too. He told me...He was too afriad to act on it because he thought it would ruin our relationship." Lars smiled. "But those fears flew out the window that night. I came to him for comfort and love....and he gave me just that..." Lars held his ring hand over his heart. "And I want him to be there with me for the rest of my life..." Lars smiled. "I love him mom...I love Jameil...."
"Hmph, Well if you say so...But he still stole all that money from me so you be careful." Latriana rolled her eyes.
"No he didn't." Lars gave Latriana an annoyed look.
"And just what do you mean by that?" Latriana huffed.
"Don't even try to lie to me about this anymore mother." Lars gave Latriana a piercing look. "Dad told me what happened. About how you used me."
"He did?" Latriana tried to keep a poker face, but she let out a small gasp.
"Yes. And I know he didn't lie to me." Lars shook his head. "Just what the hell were you thinking?"
"Don't talk down to me Larson! I'm the parent here!" Latriana yelled at Lars, but he didn't react.
"Mother...." Lars gave his mother a deadpan look.
"....I....was desperate..." Latriana sighed. "And I was greedy....I wanted to be a powerful CEO with a lot of money, but back then I didn't want to put in the time...Back then, getting with an all-star seemed like a good idea." Latriana shook her hand. "Going through the pregnancy and then taking care of you back then taught me a lesson about that...Taking custody from him was a last resort for me....I'm sorry to have used you like that..." Latriana looked ashamed of herself.
"Well....I...guess I forgive you...." Lars nodded. "You are my mom after all."
"Did he really keep this away from you for this long?" Latriana cocked an eyebrow.
"Yeah. Probably to keep you from looking like a bad person..." Lars nodded.
"Well that was nice of him....maybe I was...a tad bit wrong about him...." Latriana smiled.
"Are you thinking...what I think your thinking?" Lars smirked.
"Hehe, maybe..." Latriana blushed a bit.
"Well then mom..." Lars slammed his hands on the table. "TOO BAD!"
"LARS!?" Latriana was taken back.
"You had your chance and you abused him! He's MY man now so keep your hands OFF!" Lars smiled at Latriana. "Okay?"
"Fine, fine. Take him...He's gotten fat anyway." Latriana rolled her eyes.
"Hey, he's slimming down again. And his belly is sexy!" Lars smiled.
"You say sexy, I say slobish." Latriana shrugged.
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"AAAACHOOO!" James sneezed. "Ugh, what was that?" James wiped his mouth and got back to work on his computer. "Let's see...how can I word this so that the higher ups will like it....Buzzwords don't fail me now!" James began typing up a storm when he heard a truck pull up in the driveway. "Who's that....as if I had to suspect..."
James stepped out the front door and next to his SUV was a pickup truck that seemed to dwarf it. And out of the pickup stepped Grandaddy Alex, beaming brightly at the house. "So this is where my little men live...Pretty nice."
"Dad!" James ran out to meet Grandaddy Alex. "Nice to see you dad!" James hugged Grandaddy Alex tightly.
"Hey there son!" Grandaddy Alex grabbed James by the armpits and tossed him into the air. "Tu m'as manqué, mon rayon de soleil!" Grandaddy Alex caught James in a tight hug as he came down and kissed him deeply on the lips.
"Je vous ai manqués plus papa." James hugged his father tightly. "That's all the french you're getting out of me. I barely remember how to speak it."
"What? You been slacking off on your french!? But that's the language of love!" Grandaddy Alex chuckled. "I know whipin' out the french got you a bunch of pussy when you were younger!"
"Maybe, but I was learning too much to remember a whole second language all my life."
"If you say so son. Now where's that sexy young grandson of mine?" Grandaddy Alex smiled. "I know he'll appreciate some french."
"He's out to lunch with his mom." James led Grandaddy Alex in. "He'll be back later..."
"He's not at school?" Grandaddy Alex scratched behind his head. "Unless I'm mistaked, summer vacations don't last this long, do they?"
"It's a long story." James shook his head.
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"And that's what happened with Jumeres and us...." Lars finished up his story. "After that, me and dad were pretty much the closest we've ever been...thanks to grandaddy..."
"So...Your grandfather knows about your relationship? He's not doing anything weird with you is he?"
"Of course not!" Lars shook his head. He knew that his mom wasn't ready to know the whole truth behind him and his grandfather. "He's just my big awesome grandaddy."
"Good....Well then, unless you have anything more to tell me, I think we're done here." Latriana nodded.
"Well...there is one thing..." Lars looked Latriana in the eye.
"What is it Larson?" Latriana cocked an eyebrow.
"You...and Jumeres....what's going to happen with you two?"
"Well....I can't exactly back out of the house deal with him....and I still kinda like him...But I'll tell you right now that if he even tries a SINGLE thing with you again, I'm kicking his sorry ass to the curb!" Latriana pumped a fist. "I shouldn't even be giving him this second chance. It's unfortunate that you won't be joining me, though..."
Lars smiled, holding his mom's hand. "I can still visit during vacations. I'm sure dad would be able to live without me for a week or two every so often..."
"Okay...." Latriana got a sincere look. "Larson...The reason I wanted you to live with me is because...I've been everywhere and seen a lot of things...but the one thing I never really took time to focus on was you..." Latriana frowned. "I pretty much neglected you for most of your life...I pushed you off on that man....And I want to make amends for that..." Latriana nodded. "I'm ready to have a son now..."
"Well you know where to find me mom." Lars smirked. "But I hope you can tolerate my fiance...He's pretty intense..."
"You've grown up so fast Larson..." Latriana smiled. "To tell the truth, besides this whole wanting to marry him thing, he's done a good job with you..."
"I'll be sure to tell him that. Oh, and mom?"
"Yes Larson?"
Lars chuckled, gaining a big toothy smile. "It's Lars mom. Everyone calls me Lars."
"Oh yeah...sorry...Lars..." Latriana nodded. "You know, I named you after my father, your other grandfather."
"I know...but Larson is such a country sounding name, It makes me sound like a hick." Lars scratched behind his head.
"I think it makes you sound sophisticated." Latriana rolled her eyes at Lars. "Now, I should probably take you back home."
"Okay mom..." Lars nodded and pointed to the nearest waiter. "Check please!"
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Later that evening, Latriana dropped Lars off in front of his house.
"Thank you for the lunch mom..." Lars nodded. "And...thank you for understanding me..."
"It's no problem Larso...Lars.." Latriana smiled. "It's not like my input would make any difference, better to be in your life then not."
"See you later mom!" Lars waved as Latriana drove away. "That went better then I thought it would..." Lars stepped up to the door, unlocked it and stepped in. "Dad, I'm ho-WOAH!" Lars found himself ambushed by Grandaddy Alex scooping him up in his arms and swinging him around.
"My Little Lars! I missed you so much!" Grandaddy Alex snuggled Lars.
"Hehe, Hey grandaddy! I missed you too!" Lars hugged Grandaddy Alex tightly.
"Then why not give your grandaddy a kiss?" Grandaddy Alex leaned in close and led Lars into a deep passionate kiss. "Mmh...." Grandaddy Alex ran his hands up and down Lars' back before finally breaking the kiss.
"Fuck, I forgot how deep you can use that tongue..." Lars was knocked for a loop by the power of Grandaddy Alex's kiss.
"C'est pourquoi on appelle ça le baiser français, mon petit-fils merveilleux." Grandaddy Alex gave Lars another kiss on his cheek.
"Wow, you really do know french!" Lars' eyes lit up. "That's so sexy grandaddy!"
"Hehe, your daddy knows french, too. Or at least he used to. It comes from our heritage." Grandaddy Alex carried Lars inside.
"Dad, why don't you ever speak french?" Lars looked over to James from within Grandaddy Alex's arms.
"I got rusty over the years, sue me." James shrugged. "So how was your day with your mom?"
"It was pretty good." Lars nodded. "I told her the whole story behind up, and she seems pretty supportive..."
"Good!" James sighed. "The last thing I want to do is drag you and your mother apart..."
"Jameil told me all about what happened with you two when you got back. I'm right proud of you Lars!" Grandaddy Alex gave Lars a hug. "That's how a real men stands up for his rights! You got that bold Alexander pride in you, no doubt!"
"Hehe, thanks grandaddy!" Lars kissed Grandaddy Alex on the cheek. "I just did what I had to do."
"Thatta boy! A man's gotta do what he has to." Grandaddy Alex rolled his eyes. "I just wish I was here to deal with that dumbass Jumeres. I 'ought to track that little fucker down and show him why you don't fuck with my family!"
"Jumeres has been handled dad. No need to rub his nose in it." James shook his head. "Just let him be."
"Fine....But I swear, I will END him if he even thinks of doing that shit again! Not on my watch and DEFINITELY not to my sweet little Lars!" Grandaddy Alex snarled a bit before calming back down.
"Come on grandaddy, don't even think about him." Lars gave Grandaddy Alex a devious smirk. "You got two sexy gators right here who have missed you dearly. Don't you want to get reacquainted?" Lars tugged on Grandaddy Alex's shirt.
'Your right Lars." Grandaddy Alex smirked right back. "Wherever was my head?" Grandaddy Alex kissed Lars on the lips.
"How about we retire for the night?" James stepped over to his father and son, resting his hands on both of their asses. "I just hope you can fit in the bed with us."
"What you talkin' about son?" Grandaddy Alex kissed James. "I'm all the bed you need right here..." Grandaddy Alex slapped his chest proudly.
"Well let's head to bed already!" Lars smirked. "I don't know if I can contain myself any longer!"
"Still the impatient little cock hound, I see?" Grandaddy Alex smirked at Lars. "
"I've been trying to last longer, honest!" Lars smirked. "But I want to fuck you so bad, I just can't handle it."
"Alright alright." Grandaddy Alex smiled warmly. "I guess you lasted a good while. Definitely longer then last time..." Grandaddy Alex looked down the hall. "Now which one of them rooms is the fuckin' room?"
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"That went a lot smoother then I thought it would! I'm so happy my getting angry at her earlier didn't hurt our relationship. I think she can tell that me and dad are true to each other. I didn't tell her about Grandaddy and us...That would be pushing it right now...Well, see you guys tomorrow!"
