Here we are again...another day, another chapter. So how are y'all doing out there in computer land? Well, I hope you all liked what I did with Richie in the story. I've always wanted a child and this was a chance for me to do so, in a way. Then again, I think that having a child myself would be JUST a bit painful! ;p Anyway, back to the intro. I want to thank Rachel (cry everyone, Escape is over! But damn, wasn't it great while it lasted?!) and Clive. Thanks to Neto for being such a constant supporter of my work. Also, I want to thank my editor Justin. Without him looking over my shoulder (figuratively, of course!), I'm not sure how much sense this story would make. The largest thanks, though, goes out to David because, without all of his work and effort, there wouldn't even BE an archive! To the rest of you out there who have e-mailed me your compliments, know that I really appreciate it!
Disclaimer:
This story is entirely fictitious, which means that none of it is real in the slightest. I have no idea who is gay or straight in the BSB and don't really give a damn! If finding out is that important to you, I think you need to step back and get a life of your own. Allow these guys to have the privacy and respect that you would desire in your own life.
Don't read this story if you:
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Are too young to read this in your area
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Live in a place where this type of material is illegal
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Are offended by homosexual situations and material
Now that that's out of the way, continue on and enjoy the story!
D-Evolution
Chapter 10: Angela on Her Back
Angela began to come to as we picked her up and set her down on the couch. We were all still laughing our asses off and that was what greeted the mother of my child as she finally pulled herself together and opened her eyes. Again she let out a strangled scream, but this time managed to stay conscious. Noticing me sitting beside her, she turned to punch me in the shoulder as hard as she could. I just smiled and watched as I could almost see all of the questions that were churning in her head. I, however, knew that she was waiting for me to explain before she tried to jump up and molest the guys.
"Well Doug, care to explain to me why you brought the stars of my nightly fantasies to my home without calling first and allowing me to at least look presentable?" she whispered to me harshly so that the guys couldn't hear. I just had to laugh at her.
"Come on, Angie. You know that you look better right now than most women look after hours of primping!" And it was true. I had to admit that if I were straight, I don't think that I would be able to resist her charms. To say that she was gorgeous would be one of the world's greatest understatements. I could see the straight men checking her out, including Kevin and Brian who I heard had fiances. Eh, there was no harm in looking. Turning back to the guys who had situated themselves around the room, with Howie next to me of course, I did the introduction thing.
"Guys, I would like you to meet my friend Angela," they all said their hellos and I continued, "Angela, even though you already know who they are, this is Brian, Kevin, Nick, AJ, and, I'm VERY proud to say, my boyfriend Howie." Her jaw dropped so far when I imparted that little bit of news. She looked at me with barely concealed malice. I'd gotten one of them and I wasn't even a big fan. I knew that she would get me for that in some way. She was just so devious when it came to revenge. I had taught her a little too well, but I loved her anyway.
Pulling her up with me after giving Howie a quick kiss, I took her into the kitchen to ask. When I did ask if Richie could come, I was amazed to see that she was much less shocked by my request than that it was Howie who had wanted it first.
"My god! You certainly found yourself a good one, didn't you?" I could only smile and nod my head vigorously as she laughed at my obvious happiness.
"So, can you live without him for this week and let me take him? I know how protective you are of Richie, but you know that I'll take extreme care with my son. He is more imp-," she cut me off there. Why must everyone cut me off? Is there some rule somewhere that says I can't be allowed to finish what I am saying?
"Doug, you know that I won't have a problem with this. I know how much you love our son and he feels the same about you. In fact, having you take him is a bit of a blessing this week. Not that I don't love having him around, but I have a date tomorrow night and maybe again if it goes well and I was going to have to get a babysitter. You know how much I hate leaving him alone with a babysitter. So, to answer your question, yes...you can take him with you. Wait, you have classes next week. How long are you going to be gone?"
Happy that Richie was going to be accompanying us, I answered her. "I'm going with them for this week and then I'll be coming home on Sunday. Howie is so excited to spend some time with him. He has always wanted kids and this gives him a chance that he might not have gotten considering how difficult, nearly impossible really, it is for gays to adopt children. It made me cry Angie and you know how seldom that particular act happens with me. That alone should tell you just how much this man means to me. Richie already knows that we're dating. The little scrub called Howie on it right after he knelt down and said hi. It was really cute how he wasn't in the least bit awkward about it! We've raised a really great kid, Angie," I finished softly. She grabbed me into a hug and then proceeded to squeeze the life out of me. I seriously think I felt something snap in me somewhere!
"Yes, we did. He loves his daddy very much and if Howie makes YOU this happy, they're gonna get along fine. He likes to see you smile, Doug, and so do I. Now, before they think that we've forgotten them, let's get our asses back in there and you can help Richie pack. I get to sit down and talk to those sexy men in my living room!" We both chuckled at that and walked back in where the guys were sitting talking to my son. I noticed that he and Nick were in a heated discussion about whether the Playstation was better, or the Nintendo 64. I could tell already that they were going to get along great. I glanced over at Howie then to see this stupid grin on his face as he gazed at my son. I knew right then that I could never ask for a better partner in my life...for me AND for my son. When I told Richie that he was going with us and that we needed to pack, he ran up and hugged me, happy to get to spend more time with his father and new found friend. Dragging Nick behind him, he led the way to his room and we got him all packed for the trip. Nick picked him up and set him on his shoulders as we headed back to the living room. As we entered, I suddenly thought of something.
"Angie, can you take care of the little hellions (my cat and dog) while I'm gone? There is enough food and stuff for them so you only need to feed them and clean the litter box."
"No problem, Doug! You know how much I love your tiny troublemakers!"
"Okay, we gotta get going then. The limo is coming at 1:30 and the guys still need to get them selves packed. Richie, go give your mama a hug and a kiss so that we can head out," I told my son. I pulled him down off of Nick's shoulders and he ran to his mother, saying that he would tell her everything when he got back. She smiled and ruffled his hair as she told him that she'd miss him and to get his butt out to the van so that we could leave. He returned the smile and he got back up on Nick's shoulders. Everyone said their good byes and Michelle and I gave Angela a hug and kiss.
Walking out and getting in the van, we drove off, Angela waving at us until we were out of sight.
To be continued...
So, what did y'all think about this chapter? I know it was short, but don't worry. The touring starts in the next chapter and you wouldn't believe what's gonna happen if I told you. As always, comments are very welcome. See ya next time!
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Thanks again,
Druid