Just letting you know there's some sex in this chapter. Just thought I'd let you know if there's any of you all out there who aren't into that kind of thing, but it's sweet sex between people in love, not just dirty "23 positions in a one night stand" type of sex. And I didn't know for sure the names of Doug's parents, so I made up my own. Oh, and just so you know, I do think that it is possible to have the kind of romance that Doug and Tom have. It's hard to find, but it's possible. So for all of you who think its two sweet, just call me and I can introduce you to my aunt and uncle who have been married for 25 years and my cousin and his wife who've been together for eight yearsOkay, enjoy!

Currently, Tom's mom was over at their apartment helping the couple paint the spare room in their apartment a light shade of purple.

"Mom, do you really think the purple is a good idea?" Tom asked her.

"Tom, you suggested it." she reminded him.

"Yeah, but isn't pink the standard color for girls?" he asked, stirring a can of paint.

"The purple will be fine, it's very pretty." she reassured him.

"It better be! I spent all day yesterday buying all this paint!" Doug yelled. Tom laughed and pinched one of his cheeks. Then he picked up a brush and started painting the walls the pastel shade of purple.

"Oh by the way Tom, I have a few suggestions for some names! What do you think about Ashley or Megan?" Ms. Hanson said cheerfully.

Dug looked at Tom expectantly. "Uh, Mom, we already have a name for her."

Her face fell slightly. "Really? Why didn't you tell me?"

"We were going to, we just haven't had the chance yet." Tom explained.

"Well, what is it?" she asked.

"We're gonna call her Cassie." Doug told her. She frowned slightly.

"Cassie? Well, it's a pretty name, but I must say it is a little uncommon." she said.

"That's why I liked it." Tom told her, switching from a brush to a roller.

"He saw it on a case file." Doug told her. Tom got wide eyed and Doug realized that Tom didn't want him to mention that detail around his mom.

"A case file? You're naming your child after a criminal?" she asked in an increasingly high voice.

"No Mom, it's not like that. I just like that name. You said yourself that it was pretty." Tom told her. She calmed down but still saw some uncertainty in her eyes.

"Alright, if you say so." she told him, switching to a roller as well. "Well how about middle names? And whose last name is she going to have?"

"Well, we figured that she would have Doug's last name and her middle name would be Hanson." Tom explained. She looked over at Doug who was slowly painting a wall and he smiled nervously at her.

"Well, you can't just give her your last name as a middle name, you have to have one that's original." she argued.

"Why?" Tom asked. "I thought just Hanson would be fine."

"Actually, I like the idea of her having another middle name." Doug told him. "Hanson could just be an extension of her last name."

Tom sighed, defeated. "Okay, so what are we supposed to use?" he asked them.

"Well, what names do you like? A middle name is basically a second name for your child." she explained.

Tom frowned as he switched walls. "Cassie was really the only name that I liked." he told them.

"Come on Tommy, there must have been one other name that you liked." Doug prodded.

"What about we just randomly pick a name?" Tom suggested. Doug shook his head and assisted Tom with the wall he was painting.

"It wouldn't mean anything if we did that." he told him. Tom nodded, but looked frustrated.

Ms. Hanson thought for a minute. "Doug, what about your mother or father's name?" she asked him. "That would definitely mean something."

Doug's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Yeah, that's actually not a bad idea." Tom said, momentarily stopping his painting. "How about it Doug, what were your parent's names, that's been one of the few things I've ever been able to get out of you."

It was true, but Tom had always respected that because Doug didn't enjoy speaking about his parents. He was still angry with his father for drinking himself to death and his mother's suicide haunted him every day. He could see the sadness in his eyes, but he gave him a look that told him it would be okay.

Doug sighed. "Well, my dad's name was Jack and my mom's name was Marie." he told them.

"What about Marie? That's a pretty name!" Ms. Hanson chirped. Doug looked over at Tom.

"I like it." he told him. He clutched his stomach after feeling a hard kick. "It seems like Cassie likes it too."

Doug smiled. The kick was hard enough to see a small distortion from under the thin wife beater Tom was wearing. Doug smiled sheepishly and nodded.

"Okay, I relent." he told him. "Her name will be Cassie Marie Hanson Penhall." he announced. Tom smiled and kissed him, but his face immediately turned into a frown as he tried to bend down to paint near the bottom of the wall.

"Tom, just stick with painting the main part of the walls, Doug and I can get the hard to reach places." his mom told him, helping him up. "Trust me, I tried to do the same thing when I was pregnant with you and I had to spend most of my time until labor in bed. And trust me, labor is enough pain."

Tom winced. That was the one part he had been looking least forward to. "Just how much does it hurt, Mom?"

"I can't even describe it. That's how painful it is." she told him. His eyes widened and he clutched his belly nervously.

"Don't get all worked up Tommy. A couple of hours of pain are nothing compared to holding your child for the first time." she told him. She looked over at him and groaned.

"I just wish I could get to that part minus the pain." he told her.

"You'll be fine, Tommy." Doug reassured him. "Besides, there's drugs for that these days." he said shrugging. Tom flicked some of the purple liquid at him and continued painting.

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Tom awoke that night to a very persistent hard-on despite the fact that he and Doug had already "enjoyed each other's company" that night. He thought it was funny that his self consciousness after he got pregnant was worse than before, yet he definitely had an increased appetite in sex. He slowly got out of bed and took all of his clothes off. He smiled. He loved doing this trick to Doug. He carefully got back into bed and pressed himself against Doug's form and started gently kissing his neck.

Doug half awoke surprised to feel a warm, naked body next to him and something very hard pressing into his side. He awoke completely when he felt soft kisses being pressed to his neck. He smiled and turned to look into Tom's face. "Is there something you wanted Tom?"

"Just a little favor." he told him, rubbing Doug's package and nibbling his ear.

Doug laughed and pressed their lips together, slipping his tongue into Tom's mouth. Tom groaned as his tongue met Doug's and he knotted his fingers into his hair. "I like it when you need favors" he whispered. Doug moved from his mouth to his chest and bit down on one of his nipples. Tom whined and reached down on Doug to take off the boxers he was wearing. Doug returned the favor and slowly started stroking him. Tom sighed and pinned Doug onto his back.

"Feeling dominant tonight are we Tommy?" he asked playfully. He nodded and lowered himself to Doug's member and swirled his tongue around the tip. Doug stifled a moan and rested his hand on Tom's head. His hand bobbed up and down along with Tom's head as he pleasured him. Tom teased his member with his teeth and tongue as he worked up and down the shaft. Then one of his hands reached up and stroked Doug's sack. He worked them more with his hands as he heard Doug moan loudly and soon he shot his load into his mouth, yelling Tom's name as he did. Tom swallowed all of the essence and smiled up at Doug. He kissed him and worked his tongue into his mouth. Doug could taste himself on Tom's tongue as he did. A hard jabbing at his hip reminded him that Tom still needed relief. He reached down under the large growth of his stomach and started stroking his dick. Tom moaned into Doug's mouth and he increased the pace of his strokes. Soon Tom was thrusting himself into Doug's hand out of his own volition and broke the kiss to moan as he released himself into Doug's hand. He grabbed Doug's hand and licked the seed off of his fingers. Then he collapsed into Doug's arms, exhausted.

"I love when you surprise me at night." Doug told him, stroking his hair. "Especially when you do it twice." Tom laughed and kissed Doug again.

"Me too." he told him and rested his forehead against Doug's. "I love you Doug."

"I love you too Tom." Doug said seriously and pressed his lips against Tom's again. Then he settled Tom's head into the crook of his neck. Tom smiled and melted into the warmth. He wrapped his arms around him and covered them with the blanket on their bed. However, his smile went away when he saw how distant Doug's face was.

"What are you thinking about Baby?" he asked him.

Doug looked down. "It's nothing. You'll laugh at me for thinking about something like this right after a blowjob."

Tom smiled at him. "You think of crazy stuff all the time, especially after sex Doug, just tell me what it is." he told him.

Doug paused for a moment. "Cassie." he told him.

Tom frowned and rested his hand on his belly. "What about her?" he asked.

Doug looked into Tom's eyes. "Do you think I'll be a good father?" he asked him.

"Oh Doug, of course I do." Tom told him, reaching up to place his hand on his cheek. "Why?"

Doug relaxed into the hand. "Well, talking about my parents earlier, it really got me thinking. My own father was a fucking alcoholic who drank himself to death before I turned twenty. And my mom killed herself and left me and Joey all alone with him. I don't want to be that way to Cassie and if I ever turned out that way I would never be able to forgive myself." he took Tom's hand in his own. "I just can't help thinking that I would let you and Cassie down."

Tom's mouth opened wide by the end of Doug's speech and pulled him into his arms. "Doug, don't ever think that you're not good enough for me. I could never love anyone else as much as I love you, except for Cassie, our child that we're going to raise together. You're not like your father, you're better than he is. You could never let me down Doug, you've given me so much, and you're everything to me. You're my lover, my best friend, and you gave me Cassie. She loves you already, I know, she kicks like crazy every time you're around." Tom told him smiling, his cheeks turning rosy. "I could never want more than what I have with you."

Doug blinked tears out of his eyes and kissed Tom hard to hide it. Tom smiled and returned the kiss. He pulled away and saw that Doug was still trying to blink away the tears.

"It's okay Doug, you don't have to hide from me." he told him and held his head against his chest. Doug silently let the tears fall and wrapped his arms around Tom's figure, which was still very slender except for his belly. Tom nuzzled his face into his hair and kissed his head. It was funny, he had always thought he was unworthy of having someone like Doug, yet here he was, holding him in his arms because he thought he wasn't good enough for him. He smiled to himself. He was so damn lucky. He lifted Doug's head and kissed his tears away. Doug smiled at him and kissed him.

"Can I feel her?" he asked.

"She's as much your child as she is mine, you don't have to ask me." Tom told him. Doug laid a hand on his stomach and soon felt a kick. He chuckled and Tom smiled back. He put his other hand on Tom's stomach and he felt a series of kicks against his hands.

"I told you." Tom said and Doug smiled and laid a kiss against his stomach where he had felt the kick. He kissed Tom again and Tom laid his head against his chest and looked up at him.

"I love you." he told him. "Don't ever doubt that for a second."

Doug stroked his hair. "I love you too. So much Tommy." he told him. "I'll do my best to take care of you and Cassie."

"I know you will." Tom told him and they both drifted off to sleep.