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Excerpt:
“We did drop in for a reason,” Jason said finally when all the trivial conversation had dried up.
“Yeah?” I said.
“Well, you may or may not know that our anniversary is coming up.” Jason beamed as he looked at Nigel. And yes we did know; they’d both been annoying the shit out of us for weeks now hinting what sort of a gift they’d like.
“And you want to know if I’ll let you fuck Billy for the night as a present?” All three of them looked at me. Two of them expectantly. Then I laughed. “Sorry. Just my little joke. I know not everyone wants to get into Billy’s pants. Why would you when you two are so obviously in love?”
“Exactly.” Jason smiled but moments before he had gone quite pale. It was fun toying with these amateurs.
“You know we have no privacy with the kids home and we can never find babysitters.”
Fuck, no. Not the babysitting gig again. We’d done it a few times before and even though Alice and Philip, their son and daughter via in vitro, were good kids it sure put a dampener on their lives. I marveled that Jason and Nigel had any sort of a life at all. Perhaps that was the root of their problem.
“We were hoping to have a quiet night alone for a change,” Nigel said, and him I believed. He looked so adoringly at Jason it would be hard to turn them down.
“When is it?” Billy asked, always the practical one.
“Halloween,” Jason said.
“Won’t they want to go out trick or treating?” I asked scarcely able to conceal my distaste.
“Yes, that’s the really big favor,” Jason said. “We’d need you to take them out and get them home at a reasonable hour.”
“Sounds great,” Billy enthused. I’d hit him about the head later. He got on well with their kids whereas I’d be quite happy to feed them chocolate brownies with arsenic frosting. I hate kids. They should all be sent away to a dessert island when they’re born and only be allowed to come to the mainland when they turned eighteen. A lot of the world’s problems would be solved that way.
“Can we, Steve? Can we? It’s been years since we celebrated Halloween. It would be so cool to go round with the kids. We can get dressed up...” Billy had already made up his mind.
I had to come up with plausible excuses. “It’s all apartment buildings around here.”
“Not to worry about that,” Jason said. “The kids want to go over to the east side to that new yuppie suburb all the upwardly mobile gays are moving to. Philip said ‘Gay guys have better candy.’ Isn’t that just delicious?”
Yeah, so cute I want to puke.
“That’s adorable,” Billy squealed.
The moment he wants to adopt or have kids via a surrogate, I’m outa here.
“Adorable.” I gritted my teeth as I said it.
“We’ll pay for your time,” Nigel said quickly, although I saw Jason give him a dirty look.
“Of course, well look after them. No need for payment. You might be able to do us a favor some time,” Billy said.
Yes, like stop trying to fuck my boyfriend.
Nigel helped me with the dirty mugs and while in the kitchen I spun him around and plunged my tongue into his mouth. He sank into it until he remembered where he was and who it was coming on to him. He struggled free and as he glared at me and left I ran my finger up the crevice in his ass. He squealed and Jason looked over, unamused.
After they left, I said as casually, “You’ve become very pally with the upstairs neighbors.”
“What does that mean?” Billy snapped.
Ah, if I hadn’t known because I saw it, I’d know from Billy’s response that something had happened. “I just meant I’m glad to see you’re getting on well with them and you have friends of your own. And I think it will be fun taking the kids out. You can dress up in something sexy and turn on all the dads.” | 
