Pad felt RJ’s hands grab him and pull him up, then RJ’s mouth and tongue probed his mouth
“Dammit Pad, you are one cock-hungry man. Where were you the last six months?”
“I was waiting for you.” He kissed RJ. “Are you happy I changed my flight back home and extended my leave?”
“If you don’t know how happy I am, then you’re pretty slow.” RJ leaned and kissed Pad. They let the water flow over them, each taking the time to soap the other. Pad touched every part of RJ, worshipped every inch of him with his eyes and his hands.
After RJ and Pad finished showering, they both grabbed robes and looked at the menu for room service. While RJ called room service, Pad checked out view of the city, watched traffic below and thought about what happened since he arrived in Thailand. All these months wondering about RJ, all the times he fantasized about RJ, he wanted to pinch himself.
This man. Why does he make me feel this way?