Icing on the Cake

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Calum and I spent Friday afternoon at party supply stores. Bringing children to stores is quite a challenge.

Mali, Brock, and their friends and family would be showing up on Saturday night at around eight p.m. That is around the same time the twins would be going to sleep.

Calum and I were getting dressed for the party. It was a pool party and was very casual. Calum was wearing blue board shorts, potentially the same ones I remember him wearing when I first saw him naked, and a white button up shirt, completely unbuttoned, with no shirt underneath.

I was wearing coral shorts with an aqua shirt, buttoned all the way up.

“You need to loose a few buttons.” Calum said, unbuttoning my shirt, only leaving the bottom two still buttoned.”

“Yeah, no.” I said. “I got enough of this shirtless crap with Megan.”

We walked out on the patio and started playing music and flashing our lowkey strobe lights. We also had a serve yourself beverage/alcohol bar with snacks.

People started showing up, and Calum’s parents showed up. I hadn’t seen them in years.

Mali and Brock were holding hands and standing near Calum and I. Calum and I had our arms around each other’s waists.

“Two weddings coming up!” Calum’s mom said excitedly. “And already some grandkids! Which I’ll hopefully get to meet soon.”

“Just a little more time,” Calum said, hinting at our situation.

“Yeah, I understand.” His mom said.

After we were done talking to them, Calum and I were being really gushy, feeding each other, twisted arms to drink out of each other’s cups, and constant on-and-off kissing.

All of a sudden, Brock came up to me and said, “I need to talk to you.”

“Um…okay.” I said as he grabbed my arm and dragged me to a corner of the patio.

“I don’t get you.” Brock said. “Kissing your butt buddy like that, being all over him, feeding each other, twisting arms with him, I don’t get it, do you really think it’s okay to just be all gay like that?”

Notes

Oh hell no.