FUN AT FORTY

“I can’t believe we have to go to another one of their stupid parties. Can’t Mikey age gracefully…and alone?”

“Well, you agreed to go a long time ago and Michael never forgets anything you tell him.”

“Just my luck; you’d think at his age he’d be suffering from dementia already.”

“Brian, he’s turning forty, not eighty…and remember you’re not far behind.” Justin smirked.

“Thank you so much for that reminder, Sunshine. I’ll be equally as kind when your luscious locks start to turn a lovely shade of grey.”

“Fuck you.”

“Not now dear, we have to add our congratulations to the party mix. My dear friend isn’t getting any younger.”

“You know, I still can’t believe you insisted on being the one to buy the gift. I wish you’d tell me what you bought him. You’re making me nervous.”

“Relax, Sunshine, I would never buy something that I wouldn’t want myself.”

“You’re such a kind and thoughtful friend,” Justin deadpanned.

“As always.”

“Uh huh.”

 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
 

As the presents were unwrapped Michael thanked each person as their gift was revealed.

By the time he reached Brian and Justin’s gift, Michael had received two saucepans, a coffeepot that announces when it’s finished brewing, 4 semi-rare comic books and a waffle iron.

“Is this a birthday party or a bridal shower?”

“Shush, Brian, he’s about to open our gift.”

Michael was pleased to see that the size of the box was quite small. He hoped that this might be a special book…something that Justin had picked out.

When he opened the box Michael blushed and looked up at Brian and Justin. Justin just shrugged and said, “He picked it out. I don’t even know what’s inside.”

“Mikey, the good news is that it comes with a year’s supply. You’ll get four bottles every week for fifty-two weeks.”

“Four bottles a week. Who the fuck needs four bottles a week?” Michael squealed as he pulled out a bottle of top-of-the-line lube.

“Anybody who frequently uses the last gift I picked out for you, the first time you invited Justin and me for dinner.”

Justin smirked as he realized he didn’t have the heart to tell Michael that he and Brian use that much…and sometimes twice that much every week.

Emmett leaned over to ask, “What was the gift you picked out for your first dinner at Michael and Ben’s.”

“When I was so cordially invited to chez Novotny-Bruckner for the first time I gave them the gift that keeps on giving.”

“You gave them a savings bond.”

“No Emmett, a sling for their playroom.”

“The playroom was for JR.”

Emmett added, “Don’t worry honey, that lube’s the best stuff. I discovered that in my Fetch Dixon days and haven’t stopped using it since, right Drewsie.”

“You bet…don’t worry Michael four bottles a week goes like lightning if you have a hot sex life.”

Justin and Brian both burst out laughing while Ben snickered and Michael snorted, secretly hoping he’d do justice to his gift.
 

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