Disclaimer: First and foremost, this story is NOT true and is not meant to imply anything about any of the celebrities mentioned. Secondly, this story is similiar to the story 'Cosmic Companions' written by Shell, Kat, Jackie, and Colleen. I love the story and recommend that you read it, but 'Angelic Damnation' is not meant to be a rip off of their story. To the authors of 'Cosmic Companions' You rock! I love the story and am glad the bad guys got what they had coming. But, I don't want to give away the story so I'll shut up.
Also, my story involves the Backstreet Boys and contains consensual male/male sex. If you are not entertained by stories of this nature, you've stumbled into the wrong site. Please leave now. I know, I know. If you weren't interested, you wouldn't be here, but I'm required to write that anyway.
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Aj lay curled up on his bed next to Howie, who sat deep in thought. "Let's just take this slow, all right? I want us to start dating again but, let's face it, a lot of things have changed."
Aj nodded. "We'll tell the guys in the morning. Are you gonna stay here tonight?"
"Do you want me to?"
"Yeah. I've missed you. But let's just sleep.I doubt I could handle one of our sessions tonight." Aj laughed.
"Ok. We have an interview in the morning anyway."
Aj nodded and slowly stripped down to his boxers. He made his way to the bathroom where he brushed his teeth and washed his face; his normal nightly routine. Looking in the mirror, he sighed. He could see the change even if the others couldn't. 'I feel fat' he thought. And he had gained some weight. He'd put on around twenty five or thirty pounds, he guessed. However, it was hard for the others to notice because of the way Aj carried himself. Sighing again, he walked out of the bathroom and back to the bed, where Howie already lay waiting for him, dressed, too, in only boxers.
Aj slipped into bed next to Howie, choosing to stay above the covers as he'd become prone to night sweats. He curled up to try and sleep but it felt strange to him. Howie was watching him intently and he knew it. He could feel it. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. Staring at the wall, trying to ignore Howie's gaze had lost its appeal. He turned his head to look at him. "What is it?"
"What do you mean?" Howie asked innocently.
"You've been staring at me for the last ten minutes. I was just wondering what you found so very fascinating."
"I can tell."
"Huh?"
"I can tell." Howie repeated, placing his hand on Aj's stomach. "It's just a bit hard for me to grasp. But seeing you here, how beautiful you are and how at ease, I know we can handle this. Our boy is gonna be so spoiled, though." he giggled softly.
Aj smiled. Howie was happy about the baby. Or, at least, he seemed happy. Aj was glad he had taken this so well. He should have told him earlier. Suddenly, he felt the need to make Howie feel good. He leaned up and kissed him, hard, on the lips. Howie didn't respond. Wasn't Aj the one who said they should take it slow?
Aj ran his hand down and lightly took hold of Howie's cock through his boxers. At this point, Howie felt the need to say something.
"Alex...stop."
Aj glanced up at him with confusion clear on his face. "Why?"
"You said you wanted to take it slow. And, you need your rest, babe. Let's just sleep."
Aj nodded and snuggled into Howie, lightly draping an arm over his chest. He couldn't explain his sudden lust for Howie but it had begun to pass. He knew Howie was right. They needed sleep. Tomorrow was going to be hell.
Tomorrow, they had to tell the many people they worked with about the baby. How would everyone take it? Management may well be furious. This threw a wrench into the next tour. And, as Aj knew all too well, album sales may be poor if they didn't tour.
He decided to just try and rest. He was suddenly exhausted. And, he hated to be stressed out about things. Curled against Howie, he quickly fell asleep. Howie watched him for a time before drifting to sleep himself. They knew tomorrow would be difficult, but neither of the men knew just how difficult it would be. Tomorrow would be out of their control. How people would take the news would become the least of their many worries. ______________________________________________________________________
Well, due to the amazing response from the last chapter, I've decided I may let this story end with the next chapter. You see, I recieved a stunning ZERO reponses about the last chapter. Is anyone even reading this anymore? The response from this chapter will dictate whether I continue the story or kill it off in the next chapter. Expression_of_Truth@hotmail.com