Help! My Male Employees Are Having Babies!-Chapter 158: Reality Check Served Fresh

When Ty got back to the ranch, he bypassed the main house and went directly to Donnie’s, pulling up in front.

Constantine was surprised when out of the backseat Doug emerged. Damn, he thought to himself—little brother has done good for himself. The man was an absolute hunk.

Constantine went back inside of his house to make sure Eli was ready and Rusty was appropriately dressed. The poor kid hated clothes, and every time you turned around he was stripping them off and running around butt naked—sometimes only a diaper, but most of the time the diaper came off too.

He knocked on Richie’s door. "Young man, your date has arrived at your uncle Donnie’s," he called. "You need to speed it up and be ready when we all go. Your uncle Donnie says everything is ready and he’ll have him wait there on the sofa until you arrive."

Richie walked out of the room. "I can’t go—I can’t go through with it. I’m going to be sick and throwing up. I can’t do this."

Constantine chuckled. "Take a couple deep breaths. It’s just fine—we’re all going to be there so you’re not going to get out of line. Plus, he is a hunk, you know."

"Looks like he might’ve gone shopping for a couple of new items and even visited somebody in town so that he can make a good impression on the family."

"Good impression really, Richie?" Eli said in his smart-ass way. "The only kind of impression he’s probably worried about is how deep an impression he’s making on his ass crack, headed to his vent."

Before Constantine could even think about it, he had reared back and slapped the hell out of Eli’s head, almost knocking the boy out of the chair. "You, young man, watch your smart-ass mouth or I’m going to put your teeth to the back of your head," he warned. "And you will be eating out your butt crack because that’s where your teeth are going to land." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"He’s only saying how he feels and I understand—believe me, it’s all my fault and I deserve it," Richie said, looking at Constantine.

"The past is the past, Richie, but I will not have him embarrassing this family or your uncle Donnie, uncle Stephen, Chas, or uncle Clark," Constantine replied firmly. "There is no sense in him constantly going for the jugular vein and being so nasty."

Constantine knew his little brother—Eli could not keep his mouth shut and would end up suffering big time. Zack had already cautioned him about his nasty remarks and wouldn’t stand for it. He told him he couldn’t say something nice, just to keep his mouth shut, because if he let the wrong thing come out, he would take him outside and wear his ass out.

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Constantine opened the door carrying Rusty, followed by his brothers Richie and Eli. He was very surprised at Doug’s well-toned manners as he stood up and bowed to them when they entered.

Eli was Eli and popped off. "At least someone trained him well and this one was housebroken."

Doug looked at Eli and growled at him—this was an old Genmen action that warned another that that was enough and nothing else would be tolerated out of them. Eli didn’t know a damn thing, but he was going to learn the hard way.

Constantine, Donnie, and Stephen all knew it was just a matter of time before Doug got that little boy and set his little narrow ass straight.

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The meal was fabulous. Everyone was civilized except for Xavier and Rusty, and the food flew everywhere. Doug was very handy with the babies—he had no problem helping feed them or wiping their faces when they got too dirty.

Donnie went to go get the cake and set it up on the table. Richie excused himself to go retrieve the homemade ice cream that he made especially for Doug.

"You didn’t say what kind of ice cream that you preferred, so uncle Donnie showed me how to make chocolate and vanilla and I made them both for you and everyone here," Richie explained.

Doug thanked Richie for the consideration and especially for making his favorite two flavors of ice cream, but he really didn’t need to go to that much trouble just for him.

Everything was going great up until that point, and then Eli dropped a bomb.

"Yeah, his favorite flavor is whatever brings all the guys over to his vent."

Doug didn’t say a word. He stood straight up, reached over and grabbed Eli by his ear, and pulled him right out of his chair. He dragged the protesting youngster right out the front door and slammed it.

Constantine wasn’t letting this go—he had to see what was happening. He looked out the front window as did the other adults. Doug had Eli’s ear in one hand and was dragging a chair to the middle of the front yard with the other. He set down the chair and in one swift move yanked Eli down to his lap, grabbed his pants, dropped them to his knees, and commenced to spanking that boy’s bare ass—and it wasn’t no love taps. That hand was coming back down on that ass full force. After a few slaps it was bright cherry red and he didn’t slow down. They could hear what he was telling him, but he was chewing him out as he laid his hand to that backside.

Suddenly Doug stood up and dumped the kid on the dirt. He pointed to him and there was no doubt what he said: "When you think you can act like a civilized Genmen and come back and apologize to everyone in that household—especially your brother—then and only then can you come back in. Until that time, sit your ass right where you are and suffer."

Everyone ran to the kitchen, except for Richie who had his hands over his eyes, crying as he sat on the sofa.

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Doug came in and sat beside Richie and wrapped his arms around him. "I know he’s your little brother and I shouldn’t have done that, but he has to learn his place," he said gently. "He cannot go on treating someone like that with vile and nasty remarks without repercussions. Every time that I’m around and he lets that foul mouth of his overload his butt, he’s going to get the exact same thing. As long as we’re dating, that’s my rule. I will not have anyone—and I don’t care who they are—downgrading you in my presence because you’re a lot better than that."

"And he can’t say he wasn’t warned because I told him that’s what would happen the other day," Doug continued. "He just thought I was playing, but that’s one thing I don’t do—when I promise somebody something, I come through with my promises. Let’s go back in with the family so we can enjoy the ice cream that you graciously made."

Richie dried his eyes the best he could and walked back into the dining area of the kitchen and had a seat. He was just stirring his ice cream around—he wasn’t eating it until Doug looked his way and gave him a big spoonful right in his mouth.

"Now you get to taste what I’ve tasted, and that’s perfection," Doug said with a smile.