Bed Partners

Birthday

Tape 16, Side B

The next month became hectic for me. From working to visiting my mother on the hospital. From being her errand boy in the weekends to being Qing's bed warmer the whole week. I feel exhausted.

But happy.

For the first time since I decided to be a gay guy who fucks other men, I finally found someone who can satisfy me. And he turned out to be a straight guy.

Qing is...just Qing. He will say what he wants to say like:

"The beddings are soaked with your semen. Of course we have to change it."

And do what he wants to do like:

"If I want to buy us tickets to go to Japan this weekend, what would you want to do? Waste it? Fine, don't come with me..."

I came with him to Japan. We lied to our parents and said that Qing's trip to Japan had something to do with the projects on the firm where I am working. Lies eh...

But the truth was, Qing is following a supplier there for another investment team who got his service as a consultant. He wanted me to go with him because he wanted to have sex inside those indoor hot pool.

You gotta love a guy with a clear agenda in his mind.

My skin glows from those hot pool soaks after that weekend in Japan.

Plus we bought Mama cute baby shoes that we saw in a baby shop who does customized stuffs for babies. The shoes we bought were one of a kinds and cannot be duplicate, ever.

Mama was happy to see those baby shoes. That made the whole Japan trip special.

After Mama got discharged from the hospital, her baby bump is now noticeable. We still can't see or feel the babies moving but Mama sure shows signs that she is eating for three people now. She is ravenous. For meat.

Okay, stop your dirty minds. We are talking about pork and beef here. Not the kind of meat that I like when Qing and I are naked and sucking each other off. No. Mama likes steaks now.

"They are hungry, the babies. All the time," Mama will pout at anyone who is stupid enough to get sucked in to her drama.

Mostly she can cajoled Papa to get her what she wants to eat but the doctors also warned us about letting her eat too much, so as her food police officer, I intervened when I feel like she is crossing her diet line.

Mama is glowing too. In happiness.

So our family are generally happy.

And I am happy. Because Qing's birthday came finally.

Papa is the one who accidentally slipped Qing's birthday out of his mouth. In the the midst of his excitement about Mama's pregnancy, he opened his cellphone's calendar to count the days before the twins' birth that he smiled when he saw a specific date.

"Qing's birthday," Papa showed me his phone where he marked Qings birthday. "He wants a party every year. Together with his friends. But this year, I hope we can have a simple and quiet family dinner before he will go out to party with his friends." He whimsically said as he gazed on his phone.

"Do you have a gift for him already?" I asked Papa.

"Qing didn't need gifts." Papa shook his head, "He finds them troublesome. I already gave him a whole family again. A mother and a brother and now more siblings. He told me, I already gave him enough gifts to last decades. Qing is never materialistic. Maybe because he knew he can have whatever he wants as long as they cost money. My son, I feel a lot of guilt towards him so everyday, I pray to Great Buddha that he will give Qing happiness. It's sad, Dayu. But Qing is now in a stage of his life where I cannot do anything else for him but pray that he remained healthy and happy."