The phrase "a sort of sons" is not correct in standard written English.
It may be used in informal contexts to describe a group or category of sons that share certain characteristics or qualities.
Example: "The boys in the neighborhood are a sort of sons to me, always looking up to me for guidance."
Alternatives: "kind of sons" or "type of sons".
He has summed up his relationship with Charles Barkley, the trash-talking forward of the Houston Rockets, as "a sort of good-son, bad-son thing," where "Charles gets to say all the things I'd like to say".
The craving also may have been lessened by the way he stood in a sort of father-son relationship to himself.
There's a piercing clarity of vision to the trinity: a sort of father, son and holy ghost for our age of military surveillance and air strikes.
He's a sort of wayward son of the Druid movement – the armed proletarian wing – with a taste in wild women and flashy silver jewellery and a kind of persistent stubbornness that is almost Churchillian in its scope.
The relationship was quite weird it was a friendship, but he didn't have a father, so there was also a sort of father-son thing at points.
Affleck compresses and dams and forces the anger, anger that can't quite find release in tears, except – nearly – at the very end, when Lee tells his sort-of son Patrick he is getting a place with a spare bedroom.
It is a sort of Fathers and Sons in which the fathers have mysteriously vanished, absent at the front or returned half-mad or in pieces, and their places have been taken by shady Bohemian types whose mere characterisation serves to unfold the story.
He started an auto parts scrap business (a sort of Sanford without Son) and as he tried to make enough money to get us out of our three flight walk-up tenement he encountered downright hostility and much of it came from other Jews; ones who had been born here.
Like everything else in the book, the haven of love and care that Ora creates for her sons and her husband is invaded by fear and misery and a sort of coarseness once her sons begin their military service, entering a world of roadblocks, ambushes and arrests that she can only imagine in horror.
The break between the past and the future, the son being always a sort of statement about a project, about a future — son or the daughter — a statement about the future and the father ends up in Hell.
