Father And Son Episode Eighteen: The Shit Hits The Fan
"Hey. It's Lars! I never really got into how mom is today the last time we focused on her. Nowadays, she's a powerful CEO. Without me around all the time, she was able to get through business school a lot faster then dad and was able to do more without having to worry about me...It's kinda depressing when I think about it...But she's very earnest about spending any time she gets in Central City with me. I...still haven't told her about what happened with me and dad and grandaddy. That's going to be a painful talk...But as long as nothing thrusts it into the forefront, I can ease into it slowly..."
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It was a late afternoon on a Friday. Lars was sitting at his desk, doing his homework. "I can't believe all these equations makes so much sense! Hehe, I guess taking focus off of getting my brains fucked out really did help me focus on my work..." Lars smiled and looked out his window at the clouds floating across the skyline of the city. "I should cook him something nice...And then tomorrow, we're going to spend all day together. It's been a while since we've been able to just be together on a weekend..."
Lars' cellphone started to ring. "Oh, that must be dad calling now. He's so cute, he can't bare to be without my voice..." Lars answered his phone. "Hello?....OH! Hey mo-.....Well me and dad were going to hang out tomorrow, why do you a-......I see...Can't we schedule this for-....Oh...oh....Yes....Okay...Yes mam....I love you too....bye." Lars hung up. "....Dammit..."
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That evening, James stepped in from work. "Lars, are you home?"
"Daddy!" Lars ran up and latched on to his father. "My loving daddy...my understanding daddy...my sexy, hunkalicious, well endowed-"
"Cut the shit Lars." James gave Lars a deadpan look. "What's wrong?"
"Mom...is coming into town. And...She wants me to head out with her tomorrow." Lars shrugged.
"Oh, what!?" James pouted a bit. "That bitch is always taking you at the most inconvenient times..."
"She says she's only going to be in town this weekend, so it has to be tomorrow."
James shook his head. "There goes our Saturday together...I guess I can just enjoy you tonight...*Sniff Sniff* Hey, is that potroast?"
"Hehe, I made it special for you dad." Lars hugged James. "It WAS to thank you for setting me right in school...but I guess it's to make up for not being able to be with you tomorrow."
"Hehe, aren't you just the sweetest kid a man could ask for?" James hugged Lars back, kissing him on the forehead. "We can have a nice romantic dinner and then we can head to bed real early...and head to sleep real late." James rubbed Lars' back, slowly moving down to his ass. "It feels like your starting to get tight again, I'll have to break you back in..."
"Mmh daddy..." Lars was about to kiss James back, but froze, a look of absolute terror stuck on his face.
"What's wrong Lars?" James cocked an eyebrow.
"I...don't suspect you told mom about...us...have you?"
"No, me and that bitch barely talk anymo-.....Oh fuck." James got the same look of dread. "We have to tell Latriana about us."
"This is going to suck..." Lars' mood sank.
"Well...we don't have to tell her just yet..." James tried to cheer Lars up. "Latriana hasn't been here in a while. You should just enjoy her company tomorrow."
"Really? Thanks dad...." Lars smiled.
"I may not like her, but she did give me the thing I love most in this world." James nuzzled Lars. "And I want you to enjoy your mom while she's here."
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Saturday afternoon. Lars was wearing his nicest casual clothes and had his hair combed meticulously. "How do I look dad?"
"Like a sexy young alligator." James nodded at Lars. James was wearing a black wifebeater, red exercise trunks and white tennis shoes. "I'll tell Darius and Omar you said hi."
"I wish I could go with you to the gym for your first routine." Lars hugged James tightly. "Especially when you look so sexy..."
"I'll be sure to fill you in on everything I do today Lars." James smiled warmly at Lars when Lars' phone went off.
"That's her." Lars picked up. "Hello? Yeah, I'll be right out." Lars gave his dad one last hug. "See you later dad."
"Have a good time Lars." James kissed Lars sweetly on the lips. "And be sure to get something fancy to eat so that you can learn how to make it for me!" James gave Lars a firm slap on the ass to get him moving out the door.
Lars walked out to the car parked on the curb and Latriana stepped out to greet him. "Hi mom!"
"Oh, how's my little man!?" Latriana hugged Lars. "Ooh, your getting so big and handsome too! You must have so many girlfriends..."
Lars went deadpan. "Mom, I've told you that I'm gay."
"Sure you are Larson, sure you are. It's just a phase." Latriana got back in the car. "Now come on, we have a reservation to get to!"
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A bit later, the two stepped into a fancy restaurant.
Latriana stepped up to the hostess politely. "Hello. Latriana, party of three?"
"Three?" Lars cocked an eyebrow.
"Well, it was a surprise but...I met some one!" Latriana giggled.
"That's great mom!" Lars hugged his mother.
"And the best part is that it's some one you know.." Latriana smiled widely. "I got to reapply my lipstick, but you go on ahead." Latriana went to the ladies room.
Lars walked through the restaurant. "Wow, mom finally got a man...I wonder if it's anyone cute? She mentioned it was someone I knew..." Lars was abruptly snapped out of his thoughts the moment he got to the table. "YOU!?"
Lars' jaw dropped when he saw none other than Jumeres sitting at his table. "Well if it isn't Little Lars. I'm so happy to see you again."
Lars snarled. "What the hell are you doing here?"
Jumeres smirked evilly. "That shitty faggot brother of mine is busy fucking his kids, so I decided to check out the chick he gave up."
"Don't you DARE talk about my father like that!" Lars growled.
"Woah, calm down Lars. It's not like she doesn't know...." Jumeres smirked knowingly.
"......" Lars wanted to say something, but he was stuck.
"Aah, I see...she doesn't know. In fact, she doesn't even believe your gay." Jumeres chuckled. "Well I could tell her ALL about our little family reunion. How you and your dad and MY dad fucked each other like disgusting, shameless dogs..."
"Don't do that..." Lars calmed down. "I'm going to tell her...but not today....I haven't seen her in a while...."
"Hehe, okay then....But one wrong move and I'll tell her all about her cock munching, cum sucking, dad fucking, depraved faggot of a son..." Jumeres smiled evil.
Lars painfully swallowed his pride. "Okay....But if you do tell her..." Lars put on the most frightfully serious face he could muster. "I'll WILL give you more the a bloody nose. My dad only stopped because you were his brother. As far as I'm concerned, you are NO family of mine. Which mean there's nothing stopping me from doing everything short of tearing that homophobic NECK of yours clear out!"
"Damn, does being a disgusting faggot make a person angry or what?" Jumeres chuckled.
"Do. Not. Call. Me. A. Faggot." Lars was trembling with rage.
"I'll call you what you are. And what you are is a disgraceful, shameful, low down and dirty cock loving FAGGOT!" Jumeres smiled. "But your momma doesn't need to know this, does she? She's coming up riiight now..."
Lars paused for a few moments before finally letting out a deep breath and sitting at the table. "Lord kill me now."
"You shouldda let me finish strangling the fag out of you if this is tormenting you so much." Jumeres rolled his eyes at Lars, nearly snickering at the cruel jab he just got away with.
"Hehe, surprise Lars!" Latriana was all smiles as she walked up. "I bet you weren't expecting your good old uncle Jumeres and me getting together!"
"N-no mom...it's a big...shock..." Lars did his best to smile.
"What's wrong Lars? You look all tense. Aren't you happy to see your uncle again? Unless I'm mistaken, you haven't seen him since you were a little anklebiter."
"It's nothing..." Lars shook his head. "So...how exactly..."
"Did we get together?" Latriana smiled, hugging Jumeres. "Well, it was a month or two ago. I was in Empire City on a business trip when I happened to come across Jumeres asleep in his car. Man Lars, he looked like somone had chewed him up and spit him out. He had a broken nose, cracked ribs, his right arm was dislocated and to top it all off, he had one hell of a concussion!"
Lars smiled widely. "Oh wow. I wonder who he could have pissed off bad enough to end up like that..."
"Watch your mouth Larson." Latriana gave Lars a stern look.
"Sorry mom..." Lars shook his head.
"Anyway, I got him to the hospital as quickly as I could, and as he was healing...We just sort-of...fell in love." Latriana smiled warmly.
"Yup. Just like Romeo and Juliet..." Jumeres leaned down and kissed Latriana passionately, flashing Lars a devious smirk.
"You know, Romeo and Juliet was about two teenagers who over the course of two or three days caused countless casualties and eventually committed suicide after knowing each other for a grand total of a night. It's a shitty comparison if you plan on being with my mom for longer then a day." Lars held his rage back.
"Larson, Don't be a smartass! And watch your mouth! I won't tell you again!" Latriana snapped at Lars.
"S-sorry mom..." Lars shrugged.
"I've enjoyed being with your mom Lars." Jumeres smiled evilly. "And she's good in bed, too."
Lars couldn't restrain himself. "YOU SON OF A-"
"Now now Lars. You know what we talked about a few minutes ago. Why so mad?" Jumeres chuckled a bit.
"Larson Alexander, if you don't behave yourself, I'm going to drag you out of this restaurant and take you straight home!"
"But mom..." Lars quickly calmed himself down.
"No buts! Your nearly an adult now. Stop acting like a child!"
".....Yes mom...I'm sorry." Lars was on the verge of tears with rage.
"Now I know you two have a lot to catch up on, but we're going to have to keep this lunch short. Me and Jumeres have to head back to Empire City this evening."
"Ooh...that's...that's just too bad..." Lars tried his best to sound sincere.
"But I'll be back in Central City in a week or so and I'll be here for a while. So we can all become reacquainted with each other." Latriana rolled her eyes. "Maybe even that money stealing father of yours..."
Lars felt his heart jump, but bit his lip to keep himself from speaking out. "Okay...I'll be looking forward to that mom..."
"You know Latriana, we could learn all sorts of things about people if we're willing to talk." Jumeres smirked at Lars.
"Your right Jumeres!" Latriana nodded. "Just think of what you and Lars could learn about eachother..."
Jumeres flashed Lars another evil smirk. "Oh, I think I know a bit about him already..."
"Yeah? Like wat?" Latriana looked earnestly into Jumeres' eyes.
"Well...That little boy of yours..." Jumeres pierced Lars with his eyes.
"Ohmygodohmygod..." Lars winced at what could be coming.
"Is turning out to be a fine young man...even if he has a bit of a problem keeping his emotions under controll." Jumeres chuckled.
"Oh thank god." Lars sighed to himself.
"Why thank you Jumeres! I guess that worthless father of his is doing SOMETHING right." Latriana rolled her eyes.
"Don't talk about my father like that mom." Lars' eyes went wide. He wasn't able to stop himself and now that it was out, he wished that he could take it back.
"What was that Larson?" Latriana gave Lars a shocked look.
Unable to go back on his word, Lars took a deep breath and spoke calmly. "I would appreciate it if you would stop talking about dad like he's a bad man. You and him had some difficulties, yes, but he's a great father and I love him very much." Lars spoke calmly despite the rage he felt. "I cannot let anyone talk bad about the man that has raised me all these years. Even my own mother."
"Well, look who's grown into a fearless young man. Why, the way you talk about that dad of yours, it sounds like your IN love with him." Jumeres chuckled.
"Now now Jumeres. Larson has a point." Latriana nodded. "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings by talking about your dad like that Larson. I forget that you two have been by yourselves all these years"
"Dad isn't nearly as bad as you make him out to be." Lars nodded.
"Yeah, but it doesn't change the fact that he's a backstabbing queer." Latriana nodded.
"Can't think of anything worse then being a homosexual. It's just against god's word." Jumeres gave Lars a smug, dirty look.
"I take offense to that. I'M a homosexual." Lars spoke through his teeth.
"Oh yeah, that's right. Sorry dear." Latriana turned to Jumeres. "I'm sure he'll grow out of it soon enough."
"I'm SEVENTEEN years old mom. I think I know what I am." Lars' eye twitched with frustration.
"Suuure you do. Let's just order some food already." Latriana picked up her menu. "What do you want honey?"
Lars started. "Well I-"
"I was talking to Jumeres, silly." Latriana giggled.
"Ooooh...this is going to be a long meal..." Lars facepalmed.
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Later that evening. Lars stepped in.
"Aah, welcome back Lars!" James smiled widely at Lars. "How was lunch?"
". . ." Lars stood motionless.
"Lars?" James raised an eyebrow.
". . ." Lars remained still, but tears started form in his eyes.
"Lars! What's wrong!?" James ran over and hugged Lars tightly. "Are you okay!? What happened!?"
". . .Mom's. Fucking. Jumeres." That was all Lars could say. He trembled as he spoke.
". . . . . .What." James went blank.
"Mom surprised me at lunch. It turns out she and Jumeres got together after he left Grandaddy's place."
"Oh god....Did he..."
"No he didn't say anything....But he's tormenting me with it...." Lars began to cry into James' chest. "You should have hered the things he called me....And then he talked about how much he likes mom in bed..." Lars finally let himself snap. "I'M GOING TO KILL THAT SON OF A BITCH! I'M GOING TO PIN HIM DOWN AND STRANGLE HIM TO DEATH, SEE HOW HE LIKES IT! BUT BEFORE THAT, I'M GOING TO BEAT HIM UNTIL HIS FACE IS NOTHING BUT A SWOLLEN MESS! AND THEN I'M GOING TO BREAK EVERY BONE IN HIS BODY AND MAKE HIM BLEED FROM EVERY POSSIBLE SURFACE!"
"Lars, calm down!" James hugged Lars tightly. "Relax son!"
"NO! I WANT HIM DEAD FOR WHAT HE'S DOING TO ME! TO US!" Lars snarled. "ALL HE DESERVES IN LIFE IS TO DIE A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH!"
James hugged Lars tighter. "LARS! CALM DOWN!"
"I CAN'T! NOT AFTER WHAT HE DID! HE....HE....he made me feels so...helpless against him....just like last time..." Lars started to cry again. "He nearly killed me the last time we fought and now he's using our secret as a chance to destroy me for good..." Lars clenched his fists. "I can't let him live...not for this..."
"Lars....Please listen to me..." James knelt down so that he was eye level with Lars. "Jumeres loves nothing more then tormenting gay people. He did it to me, and now he's trying to do it to you."
"But what can I do dad? What can I do to stop this!?" Lars sobbed heavily.
"It's not what you can do..." James held Lars' hands softly. "It's what we can do...."
"Dad...." Lars' tears started to let up.
"He can't hurt us as long as we stick together. And if we tell Latriana about us...then he won't have any power over us."
"But....what if mom disowns me for this? It's bad enough I'm gay, but I'm engaged to my own father."
"There's nothing bad about that kid." James smiled. "It's different, but it's not bad..." James rolled his eyes. "Besides, any bitch dumb enough to fall for JUMERES deserves to be excommunicated."
"Dad..." Lars was still unsure.
"Look kid, I can't promise she'll accept us how we are...I can't even promise that she'll accept that you're really gay...but it's worth telling her to not be tormented about keeping it from her." James hugged Lars tightly. "And no matter the outcome, you'll still be my son and my loving husband."
"Dad...." Lars hugged James back. "I'm...sorry I lost it."
"It's okay son...You can let it all out. I'm here to keep you from going off the edge...The same way you're here to keep me from going off the edge..." James kissed Lars sweetly. "Is that...blood?"
Lars smiled. "Heh, I was so pissed through lunch that I broke the skin on my lip from biting down too hard."
"There's that beautiful smile. We'll get through this Lars. Trust me..." James smiled reassuringly at Lars.
"Okay dad...." Lars shook his head. "Well this sure is a shitty ball of fuck wrapped in a bitch...."
James chuckled. "Yup, that about sums up this situation..."
"Do you think we'll make it out alive?" Lars rubbed his eyes.
"Probably...won't know until we try." James helped Lars clear the tears from his eyes.
"Dad....Could you...not let go of me?" Lars looked ashamed. "I don't know what I would do if you did..."
James smiled warmly. "Of course son." James lifted Lars up and held him in his arms. "You can be here in my arms as long as you need to be...." James sat down on the couch, holding Lars under his arm.
"Mmh...Your the best dad...I love you...." Lars snuggled in with his father.
"I love you too Lars." James kissed Lars on the cheek. "Just relax kid...So did anything else happen?"
Lars rolled his eyes. "Mom STILL thinks I'm just going through a "Gay phase."
"Really?" James raised an eyebrow. "I thought she would have accepted it by now....dumbass bitch..."
"I don't know....maybe I'm coming to the end of the time that me and mom can be...friendly...." Lars rolled his eyes.
"Don't say that Lars. She's still your mother..." James rubbed Lars.
"Yeah, but she's just so infuriating...I'm starting to not want to bother with her..."
"Well...I want you to think hard about this before you make any rash decisions." James nodded. "Don't do anything you can't take back..."
"Dad....do you ever want to take back us?" Lars looked into James' eyes.
"Lars, to be honest....No. Never. Back when you were younger, I used to curse myself for feeling this way about you. When we first admitted our feelings to each other, I was so frightened that I wanted to just go back to just being father and son. But now, I NEVER want to take back our relationship." James kissed Lars. "So we have to tell Latriana. When is she going to be here next?"
"Next week." Lars nodded.
"Alright then. When she gets back, we're going to nip this little problem in the bud." James nodded.
"And then can I kick Jumeres' ass!? PLEASE! I just want to feel the bones in his jaw crack on my knuckles once and then I'll be happy!" Lars started to fidget.
"Lars....We may have done that out at dad's place, but things were different there. We have to approach this more civilly."James held Lars down tighter.
"Alright dad....I still want to kick his ass..." Lars let ought a sigh. "Annoying ass homophobic motherfucker..."
"Lars. You know I'm only letting you swear like that because your blowing off steam, right?" James gave Lars a deadpan look.
"I know...I'm just making the most of it." Lars smiled.
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"Next week. Next week, me and dad come clean to mom....And then Jumeres won't be able to screw with us...I don't know what to feel about this....so I guess dad is doing the feeling for both of us.....Lord, I love that man....He's the most wonderful man I have ever met...ever....I have to have pride in our relationship! He's my man, and I wouldn't change a thing between us! So....I guess I have to swallow my fears...and confront my mom AND Jumeres! . . . This is going to suck so hard....
