Paul parked his car outside his home. He walked to the mailbox and checked his mail.
“Junk! Junk! Junk! Coupons! Junk!” He stopped at a neatly decorated letter, with red roses and wedding bells in a pattern on the paper. It was addressed to him. He walked inside and threw away his junk mail.
In front of the stove was his boyfriend Keith. He was preparing dinner when he heard the door open. “Hey Paulie, dinner is almost ready!” He yelled out. He noticed the letter Paul was holding. “Ooh, whatcha got there?”
“Just a wedding invitation. I probably won’t go!”
“But babe! I wanna go to a wedding! Visit your family, dress up, eat some yummy wedding cake!”
“Your big belly will pop if it eats anything that sweet!” Paul teased as he stroked his boyfriend’s stomach.
“Well, at least read the letter. I’d like to fantasize who we may see!”
Paul opened the letter and began to read. ”To my dearest brother Paul” he read. “As you may see from my many posts online, I am engaged and would be happy for you to come to my wedding! As your favorite sister, I hope you and two guests will enjoy the wedding. When you read this letter, please contact me so we can get the details together!” The letter ended with his eldest sister’s name, along with her boyfriend: Jessica & Daniel.
“Oh, we have to go! I love your sister!”
“Yeah, that’s because she’s the only one who knows about us!”
“Well…” Keith said. “I kinda told her that we are taking care of a child…”
Paul froze where he stood. Sure he knew that having a boyfriend wouldn’t be an issue in his family, but keeping a child, niece or nephew, a damn grandchild a secret that even he didn’t know, well that’s going to be an issue.
Paul stormed off. Keith walked close behind him begging for forgiveness. “Please babe I just told them that we are just taking care of a little boy, nothing more. A little brother or nephew! We can call my brothers or sisters and borrow one of their sons. It’ll be a piece of cake!”
As he begged, Paul called his friend Mike.
Mike is a 25 year old man who worked with Paul. He is pretty good friends with the guy, often going out and enjoying a good drink or two. He owned Paul a huge favor after he saved him from choking on a chicken wing. At first, Paul didn’t think that he’d use the favor for something like this.
“Hello?”
“Hey man, how are you?”
“Good, and you?”
“Eh, inn kinda in a pickle, and I’ll be using that favor you owe me.”
“What for? If it’s a threesome let me get drunk first!”
“No, no, it isn’t a threesome. Just tell me if you’ll be busy for a week or two?”
“Nope, just working.”
“We’ll tell your boss you’re invited to a wedding across the country and they need you now!”
Paul hung up the phone and continued to ignore his boyfriend’s plea for forgiveness. He walked around the house until he reached the basement door. Descending down, he felt along the walls until he found the right brick. He pushed on it and the brick popped out.
The brick was hollowed out, just enough for a small package to be held. Opening up the package, he pulled out a tiny vile of clear liquid.
The entire time his boyfriend was questioning him wether or not he was gonna kill to avoid the wedding. He wondered if Paul had any other secret compartments inside their home.
“Keith, how old would you say our son is?”
“Uh three or four. Why do you ask?”
Paul walked back upstairs and into the kitchen. He grabbed a piece of paper, wrote the number four, and placed it into the vile. He shook it all until Mike arrived.
Keith let Mike in and they both watched Paul hand him a vile of blue liquid. “I changed my mind lol, it’s actually a threesome. Alcohol?”
“Blue? And in a vile?”
“Strong stuff from overseas. If you want a cup, it’ll let you forget the threesome and probably the next month.”
Mike was hesitant, but went ahead and drank it after Paul told him “it’s blueberry flavored!”
As Mike drank the liquid, he didn’t feel any kind of alcohol effects. All he felt was his his body becoming light, and a need to go to the bathroom.
“Lemme go potty and I’ll be ready!”
Mike rushed to the bathroom, “potty?” Keith asked.
Paul whispered into his boyfriend’s ear. “We are gonna have a son in about 20 seconds. Good thing he’s potty trained.”
Keith couldn’t believe his boyfriend. Turning someone as old as him into a child? It was impossible, especially since his solution to the problem was a vile of liquid that had an age added to it.
The two heard moans and groans inside the bathroom. The sound of Mike falling and crying becoming more and more high pitch as it went on. After a few seconds, Paul walked into the bathroom to see