"Get Ready...Tonight...Gonna make this a night [love] to remember." by Shalamar
My Kinda Guy
A Love to Remember
Chapter 21, Part C
by JT Poole and Nikki Brown
The more I think about the things I did to Nicky, the more things seem to make less and less sense to me. I know I was drunk, but what does drinking have to do with me hurting him the way I did? When I saw him in the hospital today, I didn't know what to say or think about it all. How in the world could I hurt him so badly? I don't care what's going on in my life right now; I had no right to hurt him like that. It's going to take a lot on my part to fix all of this and I think it's time I put everything and I mean everything out on the table. Once this stuff is out in the open, maybe then I'll be able to move on and get some help with my problems and hopefully then I can fix what just happened between me and my husband.
I know if I tell everyone what's been actually happening, a whole lot of stress and drama will be created from that small onslaught of things. I just don't know what else I can really do about it all now. If I keep all of this stuff inside, it might destroy me and my marriage if it already hasn't done so already. I need to do something to put a stop to this and now. I know he's hurting other people and he has to be stopped. I can't go on ignoring what he's doing to people, what he did to me. He's been hurting me for over twenty years and now I know he's doing the same things to Jon and Steve. Oh God, I know he's hurting them just like he was hurting me. He made hints to me about it the last time I saw him back in Washington. He also made hints about some things about Jon and Steve that sheds some light on the new attitude Jon has. When I last saw them I recognized the signs...the same signs I used to have. God, he's hurting them and I don't understand why no one else recognizes those signs in them.
I can't do this! I can't go on knowing that what he did to me he's out there doing it to Jon and Steve too. I got to tell someone and soon before he destroys any more lives. Walking into my and Nick's bedroom, I picked up the phone and dialed momma's phone number. Waiting for her to pick up the phone so I can tell her what's going on, I quickly got sick to my stomach and hung up the phone. What the hell am I doing here? She's not going to fucking believe me now! When I was younger I told her and she didn't believe me. She took his word over mine because she felt that I was being influenced by what was going on at school during the time because the school was telling us about sexual abuse. Why do I even fucking bother!
"I can't do this. I need..." I trailed off as I kicked the wall and threw the phone across the room. "I need to get out of here. I need to just go deal with this stuff by..."
"Well well well," JT says as he stood at the door in front of me. "Justin we need to talk and now!"
"JT now isn't a good time for talking," I tell him as he pushed me back into the room and closed the door. "I said now isn't a good time damnit."
"Oh now is the perfect time Justin," he says, pushing me backwards into the room and backing me up against the wall.
"JT I don't have time for this!" I shout at him as he glared at me.
"Well I'm sorry Justin but you best make the fucking time!" He shouts at me as he started shaking his head as a few tears escaped his eyes. "Why did you do it, Justin? Why did you hurt Nicky like that?"
"I...I don't have an excuse for what I did to him JT," I say, looking down now, not really knowing why I hurt the love of my life the way I did.
"Damn right you don't have a fucking excuse!" JT screamed, pushing me hard into the wall. "You had no fucking right to hurt him that way Justin! NO DAMN RIGHT!"
Damn, he was full out screaming at me while he cried. He was shaking me like a rag doll and looked as though he was ready to hit me since he had one hand risen into the air. I know he was mad and he probably was getting ready to beat the hell out of me for hurting Nicky the way I had. Smacking me in the face, he looked into my eyes and pulled away from me with a frown. Turning around he stopped at the door and sighed.
"Just go ahead and tell us Justin. Stop holding the anger in. It's not like we're going to hate you for something you were not responsible for," he says, walking out of the room still crying.
"I can't tell you," I say under my breath as I looked up to see him walking back towards his part of the house.
Oh God, he knows...he knows something, but what? How does he know I'm holding onto anger? What made him say that to me just now? How could he possibly know what I'm holding on to? Why did he just frown at me like that?
I'se been looking for these cherin for the last coupla days and now I think I'se in the right place. If I knock on one mo white person doh and they talk shit, I'mma pull my gun out and cap `em in the crack of the azz. That'll give them something to actually fucking whine about. I'm trying to find my babies and I ain't got time fo dis foolishness I'se been gittin. Lawd please let this be the right one.
"Who's there?" I hear what sound like a white boy say and then da doh opens up. "May I help you?"
"Naw you can't help me," I tell him as he looked at me funny, gittin red to close da doh.
"Well is there something you need miss?" The white boy asks me as he stares at me like there was something on my clothes.
"Yeah I need to find my babies," I say as he shrugged his shoulders as a lil black chile ran past him out of the house.
"Toby! Toby, come back here!" He shouts, running past me out the door as I walked on into the house.
"Jaken come on sonny boy we have to go," I hear someone say as I walked around the room and looked at how strange the house looked on the inside.
"I coming Jaytee," I heard what sounds like a lil chile say as the white boy came back in with the lil black chile.
"Miss is there something you need?" The white boy asks again, putting the lil boy down on the sofa.
"I told ya I was looking for my babies," I tell `em again as he shrugged his shoulders and walked away from me. "My babies' gots to be around here somewhere."
"JT! Kevin!" The white boy called out as one doh opened down the hall and a shaggy haired white man come out and then another doh across from me opened and...and there was my baby...there was my lil John Boy.
"Oh Lawd no!" He screamed out as he dropped what he was carrying.
"JT do you know this woman?" The white boy asked as he walked over to my little John Boy and picked up the stuff that he had dropped on the flooh.
"What in the hell are you doing here?" He asked, stepping back away from me as I slowly walked towards him.
"Baby what's wrong?" The shaggy-haired white boy asks, walking over to where he was standing and then wrapped his arms round him.
"NO! This can't be happening now! This must be a dream! I need to lay back down or something and then get back up again in maybe a few minutes or an hour," he says, pulling away from the white boy and walking back through the door.
"John Boy wait! Don't go," I holla out, walking towards the door he just went through as the shaggy-haired white boy looked at me and then stepped in front of me. "You best be moving out my way thur white boy. Don't make me light you up like the Foth of July!"
"Excuse me lady, who are you and where do you think you are?" The shaggy-haired white boy asked me as I pushed him outta my way and walked through the doh anyway to find my John Boy.
"Boy shut up ya bothing me," I say, pushing him to the side as I walked farther into the room to see my John Boy standing in the corner, breathing hard. "Baby what's wrong wit'chu?"
"Get away from me! Don't come near me!" He screamed out at me, sliding along the wall away from me. "Stay away from me damnit!"
"Baby what's wrong?" I ask, walking closer to him as he kept walking backwards away from me.
"Stay away from me Addie! Don't come near me!" He shouts, holding his hand out in front of `em.
"Why baby, why you want me ta stay way?" I ask him, stepping closer as da doh opened behind me and the shaggy-haired white boy walked in with a lil boy in his arms.
"Just stay away from me Addie! Don't you come anywhere near me!" He screams out again, this time standing up against the wall with tears streaming down his face.
"Baby what's going on here?" The shaggy-haired one asks as he walks over to my lil baby and wrapped his arms around him and started slobbin' on his face. "Who is this woman?"
"She's nobody," he says as I walked the rest of the way over to him and grabbed his arm. "Don't touch me Addie! Get away from me!"
"Boy I ain't gon stand hur and let you tell this hunky I ain't nobody," I say, shaking him as he started stugglin wiff me to get away.
"Tyler, call the police!" The shaggy-haired white boy called out as the door burst open and the other white boy was standing in the room with another white boy behind him.
"Call the Five-O... you thank I'se skurred of `em?" I ask, holding my bag out in front of me.
"Tyler, don't do anything, she's leaving," John Boy says, pulling away from me and walking out of the room.
"Look hur John Boy I'm getting tired of you walking away from me. Stay still," I tell him as the other two white boys just looked at me as I passed by `em.
"Well if you weren't here, you wouldn't be tired. Go back to where you came from!" He shouts as the lil black chile stopped in his tracks and turned around and looked at both of us.
"Boy, don't be tryin to run me off," I tell him, grabbing his arm again and stopping him from movin away from me. "What don got into you to be talking to me the way you is and do I need to knock some sense into you boy?"
"Addie I ain't in the mood for any of this. Just leave me alone. Leave me alone and don't come back! I don't want you here in my home!" He screams and then walks away from me again as I heard sirens and saw the red and blues. "I thought I told you guys not to call the police."
"We didn't," the white boy says as he looked out the window.
What the hell's going on and what the hell's she doing here? I...we don't need anymore stress and drama in our lives around here right now. There's already too much shit going on with Nick and Justin and if she's here, there'll be more. Is she just trying to ruin my life or what? She promised me a long time ago that she wouldn't bother me and Lydia or try to come find us and here she is in the damn flesh in my damn living room. She's broken her promise to us and I wonder what else is in store for me now that she's found me. If she's here right now that means momma and the rest of the family ain't far behind. I don't need any of them here causing problems for any of us right now. Addie is enough and to stop the rest of them, I'll do what I need to...
Looking out the window I see a whole lot of Florida State Troopers and a few Georgia ones as well. I don't know what they are here for, but nine times out of ten if that many cop cars are surrounding a house like this and the officers are standing outside of their cars like they are, ready to fire, that means they're after Addie. What did she do this time? I can only imagine when it comes to her and her ways. Knowing her she probably capped somebody on the way here.
"Addie what did you do?" I ask as she looked at me like I was crazy and then back at the guys.
"I didn't do nothing boy," she answers as I lifted one of the slits in the blinds to see what the officers were doing.
"Well I don't think they're here for any of us," I tell her, opening the front door to the house and walking outside.
"Boy what'chu doing?" She asks, standing inside the door.
"Officer may I help you?" I say, holding up my hand and slowly reaching into my pocket to pull out my badge.
"Good morning Mister Poole," the officer says, taking off his shades. "We've tracked a suspect wanted for questioning to this location and we were told that the suspect was armed and dangerous."
"Lawd? What's the description of the suspect and what did the suspect supposedly do?" I ask, turning around to see that Addie wasn't standing in the doorway no more.
"The suspect is a black female about six footish very stocky. The victim says she looks like a very tall football player with gray hair and brown eyes. She was last scene driving the Sixty Four Cadillac car over there."
"Really? That's my aunt's car," I say as the officer steps back and looks at me funny.
"Well then Mr. Poole your aunt is a suspect we need to talk to," the officer says as I turned around and then stopped. "Why are all of you here like this if you only want to talk to her?"
"We were told the suspect was armed and dangerous," he says as I shook my head. Lawd I don't need this drama in my life right now. "I'll go get her."
"Thank you sir," the officer says as I walked into the house to get Addie, hopefully to get her away from me.
I don't know what's going on around here and I sure as hell don't know who this lady is claiming to know JT. Who is she and what's the deal with her anyway? She's don come up in here and upset him and since she's been here he's been acting strange. Whoever the hell she is, she has a bad effect on his emotions like red kryptonite has on Supermanc. Since she's been here in the house with us JT's been barking orders at everyone and it seems to me that he's slipped into his old cold-hearted and emotionless self. What did this woman do to him to change the loving man I married back into this heartless person?
"I said sit down Jaken," JT says, walking past Jaken and Toby as both little boys hopped up on the sofa and slid into the back of it.
"Baby I think you need to just chill out," I say to him as he raised an eye at me and started walking towards me.
"If I want a comment from you I'll beat it out of you," he tells me as he pokes me in the chest and pushes me down into the chair behind me.
"Baby stop this!" I scream out as he angrily looked at me. "I don't know what's gotten into you, but it needs to stop!"
"Scream like that again and I'll drop you," he says, looking me up and down as he showed me his fist.
"If you want to hit me baby then go right ahead and do it then. Go right ahead and hit me darn it. I'm not going to stop you," I tell him as he growls and then stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Oh this is just great!" I shout, turning to look at the woman as she sat in the chair thumbing through a magazine and looks up.
"What?" She says, looking at me funny. "What'chu looking ova here fa?"
"I'm looking at you because you did something to my husband," I say to her, stepping closer as she puts the magazine down on the table.
"Look hur cracka if you looking for some trouble you about to find it," she says, getting up from her seat, starring down at me. "Saddown cracka before I grab some cheese."
"Excuse me miss I'm not going to let you insult me in my own home," I say as she pushed her sleeves up and folded her arms.
"You don't have to let me do anything, I'll just do it," she says, stepping closer to me as I stepped back a bit. "I don't remember asking you nuttin' Mister Creama, so I'd `preciate it if you shut up and get the funk on."
"What! Well I never!" I say, looking back as she pushed me towards my seat.
"Keep on talking to me and you never will again. I don told you I wasn't in the mood for nuttin'. If I have to I'll introduce you to the coroner personally," she says, pounding her fist into her hand now. "Are you going to be quiet now boy?"
"You're not my mother! I don't have to listen to you," I say as she shook her head at me.
"Is that your final answa Mister Crack Man?" She asks as she stood there looking at her nails now.
"Yeah that's my final answer and you're not going to do anything to make me change it," I say as we all heard a loud crash in the direction that JT had gone. "Oh my God... JT!"
Why is this all happening to me now? Everything's been going good and now this happens! I thought it was time for everything to be alright with the world now for all of us, but I know that to be a lie now that Addie's here. Why in God's name is she here? She's been here almost two hours and I can't seem to figure out why it is that she's here. I just can't take it no more. If I have to deal with the rest of the family I'll just end my life right now. I...I won't be put through any of that again. I've gone through too much shit in my life to have to put up with the stress and craziness of the Williams family.
"Baby what's going on?" I hear from behind me as Kevin ran up to me and wrapped his arms around me. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," I say as he pulls away from me.
"Apparently you're not baby," he says, looking down at the floor now. "Baby please tell me what's wrong? What did that woman in there do to you?"
"This woman did nothing to him," Addie says, walking up behind us now. "Why is it that you keep on doing things to bother me?"
"Look lady I'm not in the mood either and I don't mind calling the police and having you taken out of here.
"Call Five-o, I ain't scared of `em," she says, holding her hands up now. "You ack like I'm supposed to be scared or sumthin."
"I don't care if you're scared or not," Kevin says, glaring at her now.
"White boy I'll pop you in your eye and make yo momma cry. Stop cutting yo eyes at me," she says, making a move like she was going to slap him.
"Addie stop it!" I shout as she looked at me now.
"Boy this is the second time you hollered at me. I didn't raise you like no wild child. Where's yo mannas boy?" She asks, stepping closer to me.
"Why are you here Addie?" I ask her again, hoping I got an answer this time. "I asked you that earlier and you didn't answer me. Why are you here in my home? You promised me you wouldn't bother me ever again!"
"I know I promised but I had to come hur and find ya. There gon be some trouble soon," she says.
"There's always trouble where you're concerned," I tell her as she glared at me. "Why not explain what kind of trouble Addie."
"You mother is the trouble boy," she says as my eyes widened.
"What do you mean by that Addie?" I ask her as she looked down and stepped closer to me.
"I mean that Cynth is looking for you and your sister right now as we speak. She wants you cherin back in her lives," she tells me as I looked at her and then looked at Kevin. "She has a private `vestigata looking fa ya'll right now."
"What! No!" I screamed out as Kevin looked at me funny. "Why now? Why didn't you stop her, Addie?"
"I didn't know baby until the last minute," she says as a few tears fell from her eyes. "If I'd known what she was doin' I woulda stopped her. I promised ya'll I wouldn't let her hurt ya'll no mo."
"Looks like you're not keeping any of your promises," I tell her as she shook her head and looked down.
"John Boy I'm trying," she says, wiping at her eyes now.
"Baby calm down and let her talk," Kevin says now as I look up at him. "She's telling you what's going on and I think you need to hear her out."
"Do what the white boy says," she comments as I shook my head and just let my emotions go.
"Addie, just stop," I say as a cell phone starts ringing.
"I think it's yours baby," Kevin says as I pull my cell out and check the caller id to see that it was Craig.
"Hello Craig, where are you and my sister?" I ask him as he sighs. "I haven't seen or heard from you two in a couple of days. What's going on?"
"JT we've...we're at the hospital still," he tells me as I look at the phone and then look at Kevin.
"At the hospital still? What are you doing at the hospital? Is there something wrong with you...my sister?" I ask him, fearing the worst now.
"Lydia had the baby and she had some complications," he tells me as I gasp and cover my mouth.
"Oh my God Craig, is she all right?" I ask him as I could hear him sniffling now. "What's wrong with her? Is there something wrong with the baby? Craig, talk to me damnit!"
"Lydia's unconscious right now JT, she has been for the last few days. After the doctors took the baby from her the other night she started blooding badly. Each time they stop the blooding, something else happens and they have to start working on her all over again. They've been working on her off and on since then."
"Oh my God, why is this happening to her now?" I asked, looking down now, wiping my eyes at Kevin and Addie both stared at me, probably wondering what was going on. "Why didn't you call and tell me this before now Craig?"
"I'm sorry JT, my brother and sister have been here with me and I haven't thought to call you until now," he tells me as I get angry for a moment but it quickly passes.
"You'll be sorry later when I kick your ass," I tell him as I hang up the phone to get ready to go see my sister.
"Baby what's wrong," Kevin asks, grabbing my hand to stop me from leaving.
"Lydia's in the hospital and she's had her baby and something happened. She's not well," I tell him as Addie gasps too. "I'm going to the hospital."
"Oh Dear Lawd!" Addie shouts, walking over to me. "I'm goin' wit'cha."
"You're not going anywhere with me Addie," I say as she glares at me and places her hands on her hips.
"I'm goin' and there's nuttin' ya can do ta stop me," she says, waiting for my next move.
"Fine, I don't have time to argue with you," I say as I get back into my car to head towards the hospital as she got into the passenger side. "I'll call you when I know more baby. Kiss the boys for me."
"Okay baby, behave yourself," he says as I backed out and sped down the street in the direction of the hospital.
"I don't believe this Aaron. He just dumped you because you weren't Justin. What a complete and worthless asshole," Hillary Duff says, walking around the table and handing Aaron a bottled water.
Turning back to look at her, Aaron opened the bottled water and sighed. Smiling at Hillary he sat back down and took a sip of the water.
"During all that time we spent fighting over him he was with sneaking around my back sleeping with Justin. I can't believe I didn't see the signs," Aaron says, frowning now.
"Aaron I tried to tell you that back then. A lot has changed in the two years but he hasn't," Hillary says, sitting down across from Aaron. "I know you love him still but you have to cut his ass lose."
"I can't cut him lose. I don't know how I'll be able to go on without him with me," Aaron says as Hillary shook her head.
"Are you kidding me here? You are the very same Aaron Carter that tried to push me out of a plane right?" She asks, sitting on the edge of the sofa looking at Aaron now.
"Yeah, I'm still the same Aaron," he says, looking down.
"Honey you'll get over him the same way you got over being outed," she tells him, taking a sip of her drink.
"But Hil I love him," Aaron says as he got up and started pacing the room.
"Yeah you love him but does he really love you?" Hillary asks him, getting up now to stand in front of Aaron.
"Hil I know you think we've grown apart but this is just a little itty bitty bump in the road for us," he says, looking down now.
"Bump in the road for you? Aaron he cheated on you in front of your face and didn't do anything to hide it," she says, holding Aaron's shoulders now. "That's unforgiveable."
"He didn't mean it Hil," Aaron says as Hillary shakes her head.
"Aaron you really need to snap out of it. One minute you want to kick his ass and now you're all wimpy on me. You need to make up your mind on what you're going to do." She tells him as he grabs her and pulls her close, locking his lips with hers.
"Aaron, what the hell are you doing?" Hillary asks him as they both looked at each other strangely.
"I don't know what I'm doing anymore. A part of me is mad that all of this is going on and another part of me is happy that I didn't kill you when I wanted to," Aaron says, grabbing Hillary's hand.
"Aaron, please don't do that... we'll never work out," Hillary says, looking down at their hands.
"How do you know that, Hil? You're not happy and I'm not either. Maybe we could make each other happy," Aaron says, lifting Hillary's hand up to his mouth and kissing the palm. "I'm quite sure we can have a good time."
"Aaron don't take offense when I say this but I don't have the right tools for you," she says, taking her hand away from Aaron.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Aaron asks her as he crosses his arms now and looks at her.
"That's what that means," Hillary says, shaking her head. "Aaron you're gay, you're not bi like you're trying to make the rest of the world believe."
"I am too bi," Aaron says, turning away from her and starts pacing again. "How can I prove to you that I'm bi?"
"Honey I know you. There's nothing you can do to prove that you're not gay to me. You're like David and Tobey."
"David and Tobey are gay, I'm not totally gay. I like girls still," Aaron tells her as Hillary shakes her head. "Fine!"
With that, Aaron turned to face her and started unbuckling his belt. Getting his pants unbuttoned and unzipped, Aaron dropped his pants in front of Hillary and then pushed his underwear down too. Standing there in front of her in all his glory, he put his hands on his hips and cleared his throat.
"Well, well ,well," Hillary says, licking her lips now. "Why didn't you show me the meat a long time ago? I would've done my best to keep that all for myself. Fuck having Frankie, I should've been fighting for you."
"You don't have to fight for me at all Hil," he tells her as he reaches his hand out to her. "Just come over here to me."
"What happens when I come over to you like that?" She asks him.
"I'll show you how Bi I am," he tells her as he pulls her close and starts kissing her lips.
With the two of them standing there kissing, neither of them knew that they were being watched from the shadows of the balcony. Reaching up to cup his face, Hillary pulled Aaron backwards to the sofa and laid down, pulling Aaron on top of her.
"Oh God this is so hot," Hillary says, as she started pulling her blouse off as Aaron started working on her skirt and panties.
I smiled down at her and pulled her into my arms for another kiss. She moaned loudly and I viewed that as a sign that I was doing something right. Invading her mouth more and grinding my hips on top of her, she wrapped her arms around me and started clawing at my back. Damn, she was getting into this like I was.
"That was better than I expected," she tells me as she pulled me back down to her body.
"What were you expecting Hil?" I asked her, looking at her funny now.
"I wasn't expecting all of this," she says, nodding her heat at me as I started humping against her.
"Well maybe you should have," I tell her as she starts moaning again.
"Damn Aaron," she says, throwing her head back and thrashing around on the sofa a bit. "Oh God, I can't take it...I need you in me."
"Shit yeah baby," I say, leaning back down to attack her neck.
When she said that to me I knew I was doing something right. That's the sexiest thing I've heard all night and I want to hear it more. It sounds good to hear that kind of talk from somebody, man or woman.
Running my hands up her sides and around to her back, I snapped her bra open so I could get to her breast. Pulling her arms up so I could slide it off her arms, she smiled at me and then pulled me back down so we could kiss. Letting my hand trail teasingly over her stomach she started squirming under me, heightening the friction sensation of her leg against my dick.
"Damn I've dreamt about tagging your ass over and over again for a long time," I tell her as I hover over her body and kissed her lips.
"Oh that's so romantic Aaron," she sarcastically says, moving her legs and spreading them wide.
Making a move to move down to her breast, she wrapped her arms around my neck again and pulled me closer to her chest. Running her hands back over my back again she were teasing me with her fingernails, making them dance lightly across my skin. Sucking on her breast now, I shivered when her mouth started sucking on my shoulder.
"You know this would get on the ball if you'd go ahead and fuck me," she says, grinding her hips now.
"In a hurry much," I say, poking the side of her leg with the tip of my dick.
"Mmmm yeah I am Aaron," she moans, reaching down between the two of us and grabbing my dick, making me jump a little bit. "What was that?"
"Sexual jolt," I tell her, not really knowing if I could go through with this now.
Why is he wasting time with all this damn foreplay? I'm not in the mood for that right now I want the dick and I want it now. Why do men feel like they are doing something special when they take things slow? Fuck this, I want to fuck and now.
"Hurry up damn you, I want to fuck already," I say, pulling him down to me as it seems he was lost in thought or something. "Aaron!"
"Huh?" He says, looking at me like he was a scared child or something.
"What's wrong? Are we doing this or what?" I ask him as he was sweating now.
"Y-yeah we are," he says, stuttering as he leaned down on me, kissing my neck again.
"Come on, get the lead out," I say as he leans up and looks at me.
"What do you mean?" He asks me.
"I mean fuck me already," I say, grabbing his ass as he jumps again as he smiles at me weakly. "Maybe we shouldn't do this."
"Nooo, we should," he says, smiling at me now as he pulled my legs up and maneuvered himself around and yes, he was sliding into me.
What in the hell am I doing? I'm a gay man, and I shouldn't be having sex with her. If there was ever a chance of fixing things between me and Frankie, it won't happen now when he finds out I slept with his ex-girlfriend. What the hell have I done?
Trying not to think about what I was doing, I hissed when I felt her hands move down between us and start playing with my balls. Oh God, I don't how long I can take doing this before I start to crack. I talked a big game and now I got to go through with it. Looking up into her eyes I saw that she must've been in heaven with the smile on her face. Slowly sliding in and out of her, I almost lost it right then and there when I slipped farther into her, feeling how tight and moist she was. Damn, this feels like Frankie.
"Oh God, Aaron!" She screamed out as I slid out and then back into her. "Damnit! I don't know what you're doing to me!"
"Are you okay?" I ask her, sliding more into her, stopping to make sure she was okay as she had started breathing heavy now. "Hil are you alright?"
"I'm good, just don't stop, give me what I want damnit," she says, moving her hips in a circle now, drawing me more into her. "Shit yeah, that's what I want. Hit my spot, hit my spot!"
"I started a steady rhythm in and out of her now and all I could do to keep from freaking out was to think about how things were when me and Frankie would make love.
"Oh God I'm not going to last long Fra...Hil," I say to her as she wrapped her legs around my back, pulling me in deeper as she was clawing at my back again now.
"Ohhh shit, fuck me! Fuck me!" She screamed out, working her hips faster now.
This was all feeling too good for me but I felt guilty too. I know I should be enjoying this right now, but I just can't. I feel like I've betrayed Frankie, hell I feel like I've betrayed myself. I know if we keep up like we're going, I'm not going to be able to hold out.
"Oh God I've needed this!" She screams out as her hands moved down to my ass, pulling me down faster into her, almost hurting me in the process.
"Oh shit! Hil! Hil...I'm...I'm cumming!" I screamed out as my lustiness kicked in and took over as I held her in place on the sofa as I started thrusting hard and faster into her, trying to pump all of my juices into her.
We were so wrapped up into all of this that I didn't even feel the pain of her fingernails digging into my ass until my orgasm started to fade out and the pain fade in. Shit, this bitch is trying to kill me! At the rate she was going, she was going to leave marks on my ass, to make me remember that I actually went there with her. I know I'll never forget this.
"Of God Aaron that was...that...well that was awesome. I didn't know you gay dudes had it in ya," she says, still breathing hard.
"We got something in us," I tell her as she licked her lips and pulled me down to kiss her.
"Well this time I had something in me. It's only two of us here so you had nothing planted deep within you," she says as I'm sure I started blushing.
"You have a point there," I say, trying not to look at her now. "Why don't we go shower Hil?"
"A shower sounds good now. I think I need to cool my body down from you heating me up. At the rate I'm going I'll be on fire the rest of the night if I don't cool down now," she says, smiling up at me and then kissing me again.
"I know what you mean," I say, kissing her forehead and slipping out of her slowly. "Why don't you go on in first?"
"You don't want to shower together?" She asks me, holding my hand now.
"Naw, you go ahead, I want to just sit here for a bit," I say, smiling weakly at her.
"Okay then, I'll be out in a few," she says, getting up and using her shirt to wipe herself down there.
Oh shit, I just spooged inside of her! Oh shit no! Oh God, I can't believe I just did that. Oh man oh man. Please oh please let her be on the pill. If she's not, please let it be a misfire on my part.
"And this is where you'll be sleeping," I said, leading Nick into the bedroom we'd reserved for him to use. "Your bathroom is through here, and you can pretty much just ask me or one of the guys if you need anything... Nick? Are you okay?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah I'm fine," he replied, looking and sounding like everything I'd just said to him had gone in one ear and out the other. "I'm just tired I think... have JT & Kevin called yet?"
"No they haven't, but I can always go over to the house to pick up your stuff if you want," Howie stated, sitting on the bed beside Nick. Nick stood up and walked over to me almost as soon as D sat, which I could see hurt him, but he chose to ignore it for the time being. "You just concentrate on getting well. By the way, are you up for some company?"
"I-I guess," Nick replied, glancing around nervously as Howie disappeared out the door. Something in his eyes told me that he was on the verge of a panic attack at the thought of it being Justin and for a second I didn't know whether I wanted to be pissed at him for not trusting us, or pissed with Justin for hurting him.
Survey says... Whoop Justin's ass at first opportunity! I thought with a malicious grin.
"Nick, it's just gonna be the boys coming to say hi to "Unca" Nick," I stated, grimacing when the baby gave me a solid right hook in the side. "Damn it baby, Mommy doesn't need this right now!"
"Are you okay Nikki?" Nick asked, taking my hand and helping me sit beside him on the bed. He looked absolutely fascinated when my stomach began to move as the baby shifted positions, so I lifted my shirt, and placed his hand on my skin. He almost fell off of the bed when the baby whacked his hand. "What the hell was that?"
"Nick, I know you felt your Mom's stomach when she was pregnant before, so don't act simple," I replied archly, giggling at the look of amusement mixed with amazement on his face as he gently placed his hand on my stomach again, and was rewarded with yet another solid punch. "That's your new Backstreet baby saying hello. She really likes you. She doesn't even kick this much for Dóbut don't tell him I said that."
"Does that hurt?" he asked, smiling for the first time in days as the Lump continued to entertain him with a series of round house rights to my sides. "Damn she's got a helluva right hook! Maybe she'll be the next Laylah Ali!"
"No it doesn't hurtómuch," I replied, rubbing away the muscle spasm in my side. "It kinda feels like I'm a drum being played from the inside. It does cause some hellafied muscle spasms in my sides though! And just how did you know the baby's gonna be a girl? Did D open his bigó"
"Open my big what wife?" D said from the doorway, grinning at me as he held the boys' hands. "Why don't you guys go say hi to Uncle Nick?"
"Hewwo, Unca Nidd!" CJ shouted, running over and jumping up on Nick. Nick froze for a split second, almost letting my kid hit the floor before he caught him. "We haff aowh Brinana now play!"
"He said he has Briahna here to play too," I translated when Nick looked confused. I smiled, "It takes a bit, but soon you too will be a master of the baby speak!"
"I'll bet," Nick stated sarcastically as he set CJ down and hugged Josh. "How are you little man? How much did you miss me?"
"Dis mush!" Josh shouted, causing me to wince. He threw his arms as wide as they would go, grinning at Nick. "Nidd, will you pway wid us now otay?"
"Sure I'll play with you guys... just gimme a few minutes," Nick stated laughing out loud as the boys took off at top speed to the nursery. The smile disappeared, and he looked at us uncertainly. "Is it okay if I play with them? You don't mind do you? I'll make sure we clean everything up..."
"Nick, stop it!" Howie snapped, instantly regretting his harsh tone when Nick jumped. I sat down beside him, holding his hand and rubbing his back until he calmed down enough to really hear what D was saying, but my expression pretty much said it all.
Way to go Howard! I thought, foul scowling at him so hard my face felt frozen. Nice of you to scare the poor kid to death!
"IóI'm sorry Nicky," D stammered, squirming under the heat seeking missile of a glare I was giving him. "IóI just don't want you to feel like you have to beg us to do anything here. This is your home now too, so if you want to go have fun with my boys, then do that! You don't have to ask for permission or promise to clean up. You know that's not necessary."
"IóI'm sorry... I didn't mean to make you mad D," Nick mumbled in apology, so frightened that he was shaking. I was shaking too, but for an entirely different reason. Remember that urge to rip Justin's balls off and gift wrap them from earlier? It's baaaaaaaaack!
"Nick, you don't have to apologize or ask our permission for anything you want to do for as long as you're living here," I said softly, smiling when he looked up. "This is your home for as long as you want to be here, so act like it... Oh, and contrary to what my husband person just said, you gonna be cleaning up behind yourself. You gotta earn your keep somehow!"
A tiny smile flashed across his face, and for a brief instant, he was our Nick again. He stood up, stretching before he went to find where the boys were. I waited until I was sure that he was out of earshot then turned to my loving husband.
"D, I know you're upset about what happened to Nick, but you can't be snapping like that in front of him," I stated calmly, which was a minor miracle considering how irate I was. "I know you're only trying to help, but you have to understand where Nick is right now. He's gonna be afraid of anything male for at least a little while, and he may never recover his ability to trust men again."
"But you did... hell, you do!" Howie shouted, running his hands through his hair in frustration, tears in his eyes. I got up and closed the door, hugging him as he cried. "How the hell could Justin claim to love him and hurt him like this? I-I just don't get it!"
"I don't know D," I replied, sighing deeply. "Just like I never knew what made Michael want to hurt me all the time until he told me. We just have to pray that Justin tells somebody what's hurting him, because if he doesn't, the next time Nick might not be so lucky."
"There's not gonna be a next time!" D hissed, looking at me with deadly calm, but I knew better. He might not seem the violent type, but my baby is not the one to cross when it comes to the people he loves. "If Justin even thinks of coming near him, I'll kill him myself. I won't have Nicky hurting again!"
"Okay," I said softly, frowning at the vehemence of his words. I've never seen D do violence, but I have no reason to doubt his sincerity and the veracity of his statement. "Let's just go get his things from JT & Kevin's house, and we can deal with the rest of this when we get home, okay?"
"Okay," Howie replied, smiling as he touched my stomach. The baby kicked, and D's smile could have lit up a small city. "Come on babe... let's get this over with so we can get you home. You need to be resting and I wanna spend the day catching up on my reading while Nick keeps the boys entertained."
"I truly love these built in babysitters," I told him as we went out the door and got ready to leave. "I just hope nothing else happens... I don't think my poor nerves could take it!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
I don't know any of the members of ęN SYNC, Backstreet Boys or any other celebrities mentioned. I don't know anything about their sexual orientation or the orientation of any other celebrities in this story (even though I wish some of them were gay). This story is fiction and you shouldn't take it for anything else but that. This is for entertainment value only folks.