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by PrincessOfMischief 3/12/2013, 4:50 pmDinner at the Haus
One fine night in New York City, Mikal brought home a boy. Not just any boy, a fine, upstanding young man. Very handsome as well. Mikal was a classy gay. He was not going to atempt to sex this young man. Mikal just wanted dinner.
He prepared a nice dinner. A dinner of pasta salad, and hot sausage casserole. A fine Italian meal, for a fine Italian gay.
Bradley, or Brad as many called him, was Mikal's date. He came to the Haus around 5:30. Mandi, Kat, Jubtin, Charlie, Mark, Carlo, Anyssa, and Lukas were all out tonight. Mandi, Jub, and Kat all had dates. Charlie was off driving to Wal-Mart and buying Femme Fatale. Mark was in Australia with his boyfriend. Carlo was on a trip to California. Anyssa was at camp, and Lukas was in Ireland fucking sheep.
It couldn't have been more perfect.
"Wow, Mikal," Brad said, looking around the Haus. "You guys have a really nice house!"
Mikal blushed slightly. "Thanks. Mandi and Charlie are neat freaks. They clean it like three times a day, I swear."
Brad laughed. "So what's for dinner? It smells good."
"Pasta salad," Mikal said, holding up the bowl. "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, hot sausage casserole."
Brad laughed and winked at Mikal. "Hot sausage?"
Mikal winked back and hip bumped Brad. "Hush you."
They sat and had dinner, talking about random sentimental things. Brad stopped, and looked across the candle lit table at Mikal. He was about to kiss Mikal, when a very drunk Mandi unlocked the front door, laughing. An equally drunk bruentte was clinging to Mandi's back, laughing at something rediculous.
Mikal groaned and rubbed his hand over his face.
"Mandi!" he yelled.
"I WILL GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP!!" Mandi sang obnoxiously, prying the brunette off her back.
She stumbled over to Mikal and Brad. She looked between them.
"THERE WILL BE NO WHITE FLAG UPON THIS DOOR!!!" she sang loudly again.
The brunette with her laughed loudly, then suddenly stopped.
"Mandi thas nawt niiice!" she scolded.
"Oh hush it you. It's harmless fun, shipping," Mandi said, waving her off.
"Mandi, can you leave us, please," Mikal asked, not amused.
Mandi and her brunette started arguing about shipping and Mikal stood up and pushed them out of the room, shutting the door behind them.
"Sorry about them," Mikal said.
Brad laughed, "It's cool. My little sister's a bitch too."
Mikal and Brad resumed talking, and romantic things. Five minutes into the conversation, there was an out cry of "OH MY GOD" followed by sex noises.
Mikal's head hit the table. "I am. SO,"
Brad cut him off, "It's fine. This one time, I had my friends over, and my parents decided to have sex."
As Brad told Mikal his embarasing story, Mikal began to block out the noises above.
The front door unlocked again. The drunken singing of Supermodel drifted into the kitchen.
"Jubtin," Mikal growled.
"Just ignore them," Brad said, taking Mikal's hand in his own.
Mikal instantly forgot everything, until Jubtin slammed his date against the door.
"I've got another story," Brad said, making Mikal smile.
They continued their talk about what goofy thing Brad's little sister had done with her boyfriend when Kat and her girl came home.
"OH MY JESUS JUBTIN!!!" she screamed. "CAN YOU NOT FUCK IN THE FRONT ROOM?!"
Footsteps quickly ran up the stairs as a door flew open and another pair of screams sounded.
"MANDI OH MY GOD. WHY ARE YOU FUCKING IN MY ROOM!?" kat screamed.
"FUCK YOU KAT, THIS IS MY ROOM!!!" Mandi screamed back.
Footsteps walked out of the room, then back in.
"Oh you're right. My bad," Kat said a little sheepishly.
A 2nd door opened and closed. Beds shook and screams were heard.
"Damn," Brad commented. "Who knew lesbians could be so rough."
Mikal let out a howl of laughter, that made him cry. Brad was a good man.
Jubtin and his man climaxed, then procceded to pass out on the floor. Charlie came home next, quickly running into the kitchen. What he found was Brad sitting on Mikal's lap, kissing him. Charlie casually slipped into Brad's seat, watching the couple with wide eyes.
When the night was finally over, Brad and Mikal walked to the front door.
"Thanks for the interesting night, Mikal," Brad said, shoving his hands in his pocket.
Mikal leaned forward, and gave Brad a peck on the lips.
"Thanks for sticking by me tonight. My family, is all... odd," Mikal laughed lightly.
Brad pulled Mikal forward by the shoulders and gave him a kiss that knocked Mikal off his feet.
"I will always stand by you Mikal," he said, and with that Brad left.
LE FIN
One fine night in New York City, Mikal brought home a boy. Not just any boy, a fine, upstanding young man. Very handsome as well. Mikal was a classy gay. He was not going to atempt to sex this young man. Mikal just wanted dinner.
He prepared a nice dinner. A dinner of pasta salad, and hot sausage casserole. A fine Italian meal, for a fine Italian gay.
Bradley, or Brad as many called him, was Mikal's date. He came to the Haus around 5:30. Mandi, Kat, Jubtin, Charlie, Mark, Carlo, Anyssa, and Lukas were all out tonight. Mandi, Jub, and Kat all had dates. Charlie was off driving to Wal-Mart and buying Femme Fatale. Mark was in Australia with his boyfriend. Carlo was on a trip to California. Anyssa was at camp, and Lukas was in Ireland fucking sheep.
It couldn't have been more perfect.
"Wow, Mikal," Brad said, looking around the Haus. "You guys have a really nice house!"
Mikal blushed slightly. "Thanks. Mandi and Charlie are neat freaks. They clean it like three times a day, I swear."
Brad laughed. "So what's for dinner? It smells good."
"Pasta salad," Mikal said, holding up the bowl. "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, hot sausage casserole."
Brad laughed and winked at Mikal. "Hot sausage?"
Mikal winked back and hip bumped Brad. "Hush you."
They sat and had dinner, talking about random sentimental things. Brad stopped, and looked across the candle lit table at Mikal. He was about to kiss Mikal, when a very drunk Mandi unlocked the front door, laughing. An equally drunk bruentte was clinging to Mandi's back, laughing at something rediculous.
Mikal groaned and rubbed his hand over his face.
"Mandi!" he yelled.
"I WILL GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP!!" Mandi sang obnoxiously, prying the brunette off her back.
She stumbled over to Mikal and Brad. She looked between them.
"THERE WILL BE NO WHITE FLAG UPON THIS DOOR!!!" she sang loudly again.
The brunette with her laughed loudly, then suddenly stopped.
"Mandi thas nawt niiice!" she scolded.
"Oh hush it you. It's harmless fun, shipping," Mandi said, waving her off.
"Mandi, can you leave us, please," Mikal asked, not amused.
Mandi and her brunette started arguing about shipping and Mikal stood up and pushed them out of the room, shutting the door behind them.
"Sorry about them," Mikal said.
Brad laughed, "It's cool. My little sister's a bitch too."
Mikal and Brad resumed talking, and romantic things. Five minutes into the conversation, there was an out cry of "OH MY GOD" followed by sex noises.
Mikal's head hit the table. "I am. SO,"
Brad cut him off, "It's fine. This one time, I had my friends over, and my parents decided to have sex."
As Brad told Mikal his embarasing story, Mikal began to block out the noises above.
The front door unlocked again. The drunken singing of Supermodel drifted into the kitchen.
"Jubtin," Mikal growled.
"Just ignore them," Brad said, taking Mikal's hand in his own.
Mikal instantly forgot everything, until Jubtin slammed his date against the door.
"I've got another story," Brad said, making Mikal smile.
They continued their talk about what goofy thing Brad's little sister had done with her boyfriend when Kat and her girl came home.
"OH MY JESUS JUBTIN!!!" she screamed. "CAN YOU NOT FUCK IN THE FRONT ROOM?!"
Footsteps quickly ran up the stairs as a door flew open and another pair of screams sounded.
"MANDI OH MY GOD. WHY ARE YOU FUCKING IN MY ROOM!?" kat screamed.
"FUCK YOU KAT, THIS IS MY ROOM!!!" Mandi screamed back.
Footsteps walked out of the room, then back in.
"Oh you're right. My bad," Kat said a little sheepishly.
A 2nd door opened and closed. Beds shook and screams were heard.
"Damn," Brad commented. "Who knew lesbians could be so rough."
Mikal let out a howl of laughter, that made him cry. Brad was a good man.
Jubtin and his man climaxed, then procceded to pass out on the floor. Charlie came home next, quickly running into the kitchen. What he found was Brad sitting on Mikal's lap, kissing him. Charlie casually slipped into Brad's seat, watching the couple with wide eyes.
When the night was finally over, Brad and Mikal walked to the front door.
"Thanks for the interesting night, Mikal," Brad said, shoving his hands in his pocket.
Mikal leaned forward, and gave Brad a peck on the lips.
"Thanks for sticking by me tonight. My family, is all... odd," Mikal laughed lightly.
Brad pulled Mikal forward by the shoulders and gave him a kiss that knocked Mikal off his feet.
"I will always stand by you Mikal," he said, and with that Brad left.
LE FIN
