"Thirty years ago I was you," Joy says, sitting down with Geordie in a quieter corner of the room as she breastfeeds Gus. "And thirty years from now you'll be me. Thirty years!" She says, amazed at how much time has passed. "It seems impossible to believe. He's a man but he still feels as tiny and precious to me as Gus does to you."
"I can't even imagine..."
"It goes by like a dream," Joy confirms with a smile. "I never did that with Michael..." She says, referring to the breastfeeding.
"It creates a real bond..." Geordie looks down with the softest look on her faces at Gus's suckling.
"I'd say that Michael and I are pretty tight!Sorry honey, are you feeling left out?" Joy asks Maddie who's standing behind Geordie.
"Me? I don't feel left out, not with what it's costing me a month!" Maddie says, giggling drunkenly.
"You know they say that sometimes the non-birth mother can lactate as well?" Geordie tells Joy.
"If I did it would be margaritas with salt around my nipple!" Maddie quips, bending down to shove her breast in Geordie's face.
Geordie pulls away, a look of disgust for Maddie's drunken antics on her face. "Oh I'm sorry! I'm being inappropriate! Geordie's never inappropriate..." Maddie informs Joy, hiccuping slightly.
"Don't mind me, I wouldn't know appropriate from inappropriate!" Joy laughs.
"Can I get anyone another drinkie?" Maddie asks, bringing her head down to their level, looking at Joy first. "Drinkie?" She asks her as Joy smiles and shakes her head. "Drinkie?" She asks Geordie, turning to her.
"No thanks, and I don't think you should have one either..."
"Hey, I'm not breastfeeding!" Maddie cries, swaying as she stands upright again before walking off, bumping into furniture as she goes.
Joy takes a slurp of her own margarita to fill the silence.
~~~
Corey makes his way through Michael's bedroom, not particularly noticing that there's a small orgy going on with Captain Astro right in the middle of it, and slides the door open to the bathroom.
Standing at the sink and leaning as he looks at himself in the mirror, Corey doesn't like the look of what he sees. Sinking to his knees, he comes face to face with a stack of lit candles, each one flickering with the breeze caused by his movement.
"Please God, please..." He says, shutting his eyes, feeling the warmth of the candles on his face. "Make me negative. If you do I promise, promise, promise..."
"Is there someone in there?!" Maddie calls as she slides the door open and comes running in before chucking up in the toilet right by Corey's head.
~~~
"Hello?!"
Dave, who's standing by Michael's front door, looks around before realising that the voice is coming from the intercom. "Come on up!" He says into the machine, pressing what he hopes is the right button to open the outside door. "And get your cock out!" He adds for good measure.
~~~
"Hey Sammy!" Calum greets him as Sam drinks alone at the bar where he's been nursing drink after drink ever since the conversation with Michael. "Thanks again for the elephant underwear, they're really funny."
"Yeah. Right."
"No really!"
There's a short silence before Sam asks him, "I bet you weren't expecting to see Stephen here?" He's been watching Calum and Stephen dancing together for the past half hour after skirting around each other for a while.
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Queer as Muke
Hayran Kurgu"The thing you need to know is, it's all about sex. It's true. In fact they say men think about sex every twenty-eight seconds. Of course that's straight men. With gay men it's every nine." Twenty nine year old advertising executive Michael Cliffor...
