Help! My Male Employees Are Having Babies!-Chapter 159: Honeysuckle

After about 10 minutes the front door creaked open and the slightly dirty Eli walked in, limping due to his sore ass. He made his way to the kitchen and offered everyone an apology, especially his brother Richie and his company. He turned around and went back to the living room and sat in the corner in a chair.

Richie scooped up a bowl of ice cream and put it over a piece of chocolate cake, then carried it into his brother.

"After everything I did to you, why would you do this for me?" Eli asked.

"Because Eli, after everything is said and done, we’ll always be brothers," Richie replied. "I know we’re never going to get along all the time because it’s called sibling rivalry—we will always piss each other off, but that doesn’t mean we have to be nasty to each other. There can be a happy medium and we can meet in the middle."

"But I’ll let you know right now—Doug’s not going anywhere," Richie continued. "I feel something inside for him and I now know he feels the same for me. We’re going to take it very slow and cautious—there won’t be no pre-nothing. Besides, if someone means something to you at all, they won’t be distracted and step over and away from their intended."

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The rest of the evening went well. Eli stayed clear of Doug because he never wanted to piss that man off again. That man could hurt you with his bare hand on your butt—he didn’t need no switch, no belt, no paddle. That hand of his was enough.

The bare ass whipping of young Eli didn’t take long to get around. Mr. Zack heard about it at the ranch within 10 minutes. Harry sat down with him.

"Zach, do you think it was fair that Doug whipped that young boy?" Harry asked.

"Harry, I got to know Doug and he is a very honorable man and would not do anything to harm a child," Zach replied. "He does believe in keeping one in line and that they show everyone respect. I honestly don’t have a problem with it. Eli has been spoiling for that whipping or spanking ever since Richie and Willie got caught up together. He’ll be fine now, and I believe he’ll be a lot more respectful because this goes deeper than what happened between Richie and Willie. I honestly believe that it has a lot to do with his dad leaving, and he wanted something to blame—someone to make someone else pay."

"Who knows? Him and Doug may become good friends, and Doug just might put the fear into him and straighten him up so he doesn’t do wrong."

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A couple weeks after the butt whipping, Eli was a different young man—a lot more respectful and definitely less mouthy. His teachers at school complimented Constantine on his sudden turnaround and his better attitude in life, but there was still a problem that had not been addressed, and that was the absence of his dad. With no father figure in their life, the only authority figure had been Constantine—an overgrown youth himself. He was still trying to get his feet stabilized and it was a lot for him to carry.

Stephen’s due date would soon be right around the corner, and that had Clark walking on eggshells. At 37, it was his first time to become a father. He was also concerned about Donnie because Donnie had been getting tired quicker, so he had his hands full.

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Like clockwork every morning, Doug was out waiting at the fence for Richie to walk him to and from work. One morning Richie wasn’t feeling good and he conveyed that to his brother Constantine. He wasn’t running a fever but he did look like crap.

Eli walked into the room and took one good whiff. "Damn, it smells like something crawled up here and died."

Constantine did have to admit it stunk in that room. He was checking Richie out when someone knocked at the door. Eli went to go see who it was—this time in the morning it was only one person that he knew would be coming around.

"Come on in. Wonder boy isn’t feeling so hot today," Eli called out. "Constantine’s checking him, but don’t walk in that room—smells like something just died."

Doug stuck his head in the room for a second to see how Richie was. "Damn, it smells great in here. Who’s got roses and lavender and maybe a touch of honeysuckle?"

Then it hit Constantine like a ton of bricks. "Doug, go back in the other room—don’t come in here. Sit on the sofa and I’ll be with you in a minute. I need to talk to Richie." Doug left the room and went and sat on the sofa.

"Well my dear brother, it’s early but you have hit your first cycle," Constantine explained to Richie. "I didn’t realize it at all until Doug said it smelled like roses, lavender, and honeysuckle. To me it stinks like crap because I’m your sibling, but to other Genmen they find your smell very attractive. So you’re not going anywhere—I might have to bolt the window and lock you in your room. I’ll give you your meals, no problem, but you’re not coming out of this room for two days. That is unless you want to be swelled up like a blimp by somebody—we both know who."

"Is that the reason my insides are all crawling all over the place?" Richie asked, looking at Constantine.

"Yes, they’re swelling up and they’re ready to be fertilized by the first Genmen that gets his seed in there, so you’re not going anywhere," Constantine confirmed. "I will send the message to Ben by way of Doug, but it looks like thanks to your hybrid bloodlines, your cycles are going to be messed up also."

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Constantine went out to the living room and explained what the problem was with Richie and that maybe for a couple of days Doug needed to steer clear of the house just so there wouldn’t be any problems or temptation by either one of them.

Doug smiled. "I completely understand—believe me, I have to lock myself in and someone has to lock the main door so that I just can’t walk out. Also, you realize each window has a pulldown blind that locks so that no one can crawl out or in a window, because there are Genmen that will crawl in a window to get at someone who’s in cycle."

Constantine thanked Doug and sent him on his way.

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Doug stopped by Ben’s office. "Sir, Richie won’t be here for a couple of days," he reported. "I went to go pick him up and his cycle started early. It’s a good thing that I went by because his brother didn’t have any idea because they smelled stench, but all I could smell was roses, honeysuckle, and lavender. That tells me all I need to know—we’re intended to be together. Not now, but in due time."

"Thank you, Doug. Thank you for letting me know about Richie," Ben replied. "That’s one thing I don’t need here in the warehouse or in this office—somebody coming on cycle and starting a major disruption by getting bred in the back room by someone else who could not resist him."

"Take it slow, young man, and when it’s time for you two to be together, you take a whole week," Ben advised. "I would consider it like a mini honeymoon."