Chapter 2
Randy’s grin only grew wider. He knew that Gale was close to the edge, because normally he wouldn’t ask to be fucked, he’d just imply it by stopping his thrusts and looking at him with pleading eyes.

“You want to feel my cock inside your tight little hole?” Randy looked up into Gale’s deep hazel eyes with mischief.

“Do it.” A smile crept up Gale’s and Randy’s faces while answering.

Both of them were reminded of a scene they had to play a few years back.
A scene that had taught both of them how much they meant to each other.

Randy stood up, leaning close to Gale, who still wore his shirt.

“Want me to take it off?” he whispered to Gale, who shrugged. 

Randy took it as yes and grabbed for the bottom edges of Gale’s shirt but not before running his hands under it to caress his flat well toned tummy and muscled chest.  A deep moan rumbled out of Gale’s lungs when Randy pinched his right nipple. Randy went down with his hands again slowly, pulling his hands out from under the shirt, and opening the buttons up, one after another. Slowly…    

“Hurry up,” Gale groaned during his moans.

Randy just smiled and pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the closed toilet lid. He opened the last button of Gale’s shirt and slowly stripped it off Gale’s shoulders. He went back on his knees sitting upright he started kissing his way up from Gale’s navel across his six-pack as he stood up more and more. His kisses continued from Gale’s chest to his collarbone, up his throat, to his chin, and finally he kissed his lips. 
Leaning both of his hands on Gale’s chest, Randy pushed him backwards against the wall.

Gale hissed when his bare ass hit the wall. Randy only smirked before he grabbed for the condom he always carried with him in the back pocket of his jeans whenever he went out with Gale. Or for when he was near him. 

He leaned forward and kissed Gale again slipping his tongue between the moist lips of his lover. He pulled back, and when Gale opened his mouth to say something, he slipped the condom between his lips.

“Hold it,” he said with a smirk and with his right hand he opened his buckle and slowly went further down to open his fly. 

Always careful that he had Gale’s complete attention on one hand, while his other hand was holding him back to the wall. When he had opened his fly, he let his linen trousers fall to the floor, stepped out of them and kicked them away from him. Never caring about underwear in the first place, he hadn’t worn any, knowing that one way or another, he had to have an encounter with Gale in the Mile-High-Club. 

He looked up at Gale again and moved his left hand away from Gale’s shoulder to his cheek to caress it.

“Turn around,” he ordered and without a complaint, Gale turned around, facing the wall, but looking into the mirror, always watching what Randy was doing to him.

Randy grabbed onto Gale’s shoulders and with a gentle touch caressed them. Running his hands from his shoulders to his throat and back, Randy’s hands moved down Gales back, his right hand running down Gale’s spine. Finally reaching his goal, Randy massaged Gale’s firm ass cheeks making him growl once again.

Gale, who knew what was coming next, turned his head to the left and let Randy grab the condom out of his mouth. Randy patted Gale’s cheek lovingly with his left hand, then put the condom between his teeth and with his right hand pulled heavy on the wrapping to pull the condom cover open. With the same hand he pulled the condom out of its wrapping and covered his rigid member with the latex protection. 

“You ready?” Randy asked. Gale only groaned and stuck his ass out.

For Randy this was answer enough, without asking further, he grabbed his dick with his left hand while he put his right hand to his mouth again coating his fingers in spit again. When he was sure that his fingers were thoroughly coated he put them back on Gale’s ass and pulled his cheeks apart.

He started massaging Gale’s tight pucker until he felt it loosen up again, then without warning, Randy pushed two fingers into the tight hole. Gale groaned from deep within and bent further so that Randy could eventually reach his prostate.  Randy knew what Gale longed for, so he pulled his fingers out after a few seconds.
He put his cock at Gale’s entrance and waited for Gale’s permission to move which came shortly.

“Fuck me already,” Gale nearly shouted, and without another word being said, Randy pushed forward into the warm cavern of his lover’s hole. 

Totally amazed by the feeling of being inside his partner again, Randy closed his eyes, but not for long. He felt Gale’s muscles twitching around his cock demanding him to move and he did. He pulled back until only the end of his cock rested inside Gale and then pushed forward with a hard thrust. 

Gale groaned again, and grabbed for his own cock as he rocked back and forth on Randy’s cock to finally get his desired relief.  That wasn’t Randy’s agenda so he reached for Gale’s shoulders again, to keep him still.

“Patience Gale, you will get off in time. Promise,” he whispered into his lover’s ear and licked his earlobe.

Randy moved a little to the left and then thrust forward again to push into Gale at different angle, and he knew, when his partner moaned again, only deeper, that he’d hit the right spot.  He smirked and pulled back only to feel Gale’s right hand on his ass trying to keep him close. Randy grabbed the hand and automatically grabbed for Gale’s left one and pinned both of them above Gale’s head with his right hand.

“Keep still lover boy.” With that said, Randy started thrusting again, always changing the angle, and always getting another growl out of Gale.

Randy started to caress Gale’s back with his left hand again. Soon Randy’s thrusts became faster. He could feel the tightening in his balls and he knew that he was close so he released Gale’s hands from above his head.

Gale’s right hand immediately went to his throbbing cock. He fisted his cock and after a few sharp tugs he came all over his hand and the wall. Randy stopped in his movements to watch his partner jerking off. 

Without thinking about it, he leaned forward, took Gale’s hand away from his softening cock and put his fingers into his mouth. He licked the salty substance from his lover’s fingers and groaned.

“Yummy,” he said, grinned and pulled out of his lover. 

“Finish me off,” Randy said, as he pulled the condom off and took a few steps backward until he felt the wall on his back.

With a sigh he leaned his head back against it and closed his eyes. A smiled formed on his lips when just a few seconds later he felt Gale’s lips close around his member. 
First his lover licked the tip and then down the pulsing vein to his balls. He then felt him sucking his right ball into his mouth only to change to the other one a couple of seconds after it. Not so long after that Randy again felt Gale’s tongue running up the vein. Stopping at the end and making his tongue stiff, Gale pushed the tip of his tongue in Randy’s slit, and was rewarded with a low growl. Gale put his mouth around the tip and rotated his head from the left to right, only to start bobbing his head back and forth after a few seconds.

When Gale deep throated him, Randy couldn’t hold back any longer and shot his load down his lover’s throat. 

“That was…” Randy begun, but when he saw the satisfied smile on his partner’s face he stopped.

“Fucking hot,” Gale finished his partner’s sentence, smiled up at him and gave him his trousers.

“Welcome to the Mile-High Club, Gale,” Randy whispered, bent down and kissed his lover on his lips slipping a little tongue into his mouth. 

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Back in their seats, Gale and Randy were arguing again about their stalking fan.

“It’s just sick. Tell me Gale, would you actually follow Scott Walker if you had the chance to do so?” Randy asked with a disgusted glance at the fan sitting a few seats away from them and smiling like a fool.

“Of course I wouldn’t. He is a star and it’s not like I don’t have my own life and things to do.” Gale answered in a serious voice.

He sighed and grabbed for his lover’s hand trying to calming him down. 

“Please put your seatbelts on. We’re landing on Malé International Airport in a few minutes. Please leave your seatbelts on until the captain turns the seatbelt light off,” was heard from the speakers and Gale let Randy’s hand go to put his own seatbelt on.

Randy who was deep in thought and occupied by throwing death glances in the fan-girls direction had missed the seatbelt call. 

“Randy, we’re close to the airport. You have to fasten your seatbelt,” Gale said and held Randy’s belt in front of him.

With a sigh and what seemed to be a growl, Randy turned away from the fan-girl and grabbed for the seatbelt that Gale held in front of him.

Without further comment Randy fastened the belt around his waist.

“Let’s just hope that maniac doesn’t check into the same hotel as we’re in,” Randy mumbled and slipped down in his seat. 

Gale only sighed and prayed that it wouldn’t happen.
He knew that if the girl really did check into the same hotel as they did Randy would bitch the whole two weeks about her, and how useless it would be for him to say that he was gay when  every fan-girl would try to make him straight. 

°*°*°*°*°*°

Both of them were waiting in the queue to wait for their passports to be checked.
Randy again wore his death-glare and was constantly looking backwards and growling.
Gale asked himself if he had a dog or a man as a partner, because frankly he was only waiting for his partner to grit his teeth and start barking. The reason was the fan-girl, who was standing directly behind them now that they were back on land again, was happily chatting to her friend on her phone.

“…I even was on the same plane as they were. They’re so cute together… You know you aren’t allowed to take photos on an airplane. Nevertheless I plan to take some. I mean, why not? Right now, both of them are standing in front of me and let’s say Gale’s ass in person is much better then on TV.” 

Gale grabbed onto Randy’s arm to hold him back in case he should decide to jump the fan-girl and kill her now, directly in front of the guards.

“Fucking lunatic teenagers,” Randy mumbled and put his sunglasses on. He had carried them in his backpack and only pulled them out after the bright sunlight had blinded him when they got off the plane. 

Gale scratched his back. He was visibly embarrassed by his partner’s rude behavior. Okay, so the fan was a little taken with them, but did it give Randy reason enough to call her a lunatic? Gale turned to his partner just to tell him that when Randy put his hand over his mouth.

“You know, if you start with your ‘Not every fan-girl is the same speech’ again I’ll definitely  reconsider going on a vacation with you. Not that I’m threatening you with anything,” Randy said and this time he threw him a death glare. 

Gale turned around and looked at the fan who was still chatting exitedly to her friend on the other end of the line, and had to admit that maybe only a shrink could help her with her obsession.

Finally Gale and Randy reached the end of the line. 

“Your passports please,” the clerk behind the desk asked and they both laid their passports out in front of her. 

Looking over Gale’s passport she checked it with the list on her table, nodded and handed it back to him.
Randy sighed when the clerk frowned as she studied his passport. Suddenly,  she looked up and  a light came into her eyes as they opened wide, she nearly shrieked.

“Your second name is Clarke?” Randy first looked at Gale who was hiding his laugher behind his hand and then back to the clerk. 

“Yeah, with an E at the end,” Randy gritted his teeth and growled his answer.

“Can I have my passport back now?” Randy asked with a clenched jaw and threw another death-glare in Gale’s direction. Gale seemed to hold onto a short wall at the end of the line to not fall down from laugher. 

Randy only could imagine the fan behind him taking notes because of the fact that she finally knew his second name.

“Of course Mr. Harrison. I wish you a really good stay,” the clerk answered with a bright smile and Randy smiled back with a grimace.

“Yeah, right. Maybe I would if you would keep lunatic fan-girls out of your country,” Randy mumbled and went over to Gale and hit him behind his head.

“Stop laughing asshole. You know that I hate all the popularity I got from playing ‘cute little Sunshine’ in Queer as Folk,” Randy mumbled pissed as hell and rushed to the luggage belt.

Gale sighed and went after him never noticing the fan still following him.

“You know Randy. It’s more or less your fault too.” Gale cocked an eyebrow when Randy looked at him like he’d lost his mind.

“Oh, this I want to hear,” Randy grumbled and with a frown and stared at Gale. 

“Nobody forced you to play Justin to begin with. If I remember correctly you were the one who desperately wanted to play the US Nathan, so stop the bitching. I mean not everything was bad about Queer as Folk, don’t you think?” Gale tilted his neck and smiled slightly at his partner.

He hoped he had finally been able to calm his partner down.  

“Yeah, maybe you’re right,” Randy mumbled and went over to Gale and pulled him into a hug.

Stepping on his tiptoes Randy laid his head down on Gale’s shoulder and threw a last death glare at the fan-girl and sighed deciding to let her live for another few hours.

“Hey, there’s our luggage,” Gale suddenly shouted and let Randy go. 

Just as he and Randy were about to go forward to grab their luggage, Randy noticed from the corner of his eyes that the fan-girl was also going forward in the direction of THEIR luggage. 

“Oh no, she won’t,” Randy mumbled, bewildered, and ran forward to reach the luggage belt before the fan-girl could.

Just as she was about to grab Gale’s case Randy reached out and grabbed it.

“Back off or you will rot here in jail, and believe me girl, I’m not kidding.”  Randy looked at the girl who was, for a change, smaller then he was.

He smirked when he saw her back off  and just then he saw his case on the belt. 
He waved Gale, who had watched the girl walk away, over and put his suitcase in front of him, a silent order to take it with him, while he grabbed for his own case. 

“Let’s go, I really don’t know if she took me seriously,” Randy said to Gale, grabbing his suitcase with his left hand while he grabbed for Gale’s hand with the other one. 

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“They’re not serious, are they Randy?” Gale grabbed onto Randy’s arm, when he saw the huge water airplane. 

Randy chuckled and held Gale’s hand tighter.  He knew his partner was frightened of small airplanes. This one wasn’t necessary small but it floated on the water and it also would land on it. Randy knew that if Gale couldn’t see land, only water, that he would freak.

“Well, let’s hope you can swim my dear,” Randy said with a chuckle. He was now in a much better mood because of the fact that he hadn’t seen the fan-girl in the small group who would travel with this particular airplane. 

“Very funny Randy. You excuse me if I laugh later, okay?” Gale answered and tried to pull away from Randy. 

“Oh come on, don’t be such a scared little faggot,” Randy said out loud and immediately regretted his words. 

He knew that, even if they were a couple, partners, whatever you want to call them, Gale didn’t like to be called Queer, Fag, or Gay. 
Randy couldn’t really understand why, because if you like to kiss, fuck, suck and rim a man, you’re definitely not straight. Bi at least, but definitely not STRAIGHT, and he knew for a fact that pussy crept Gale out as much as it did him. So Bi also was out of consideration.

“Oh. Don’t get your pants in a knot. Calm down and get onto the fucking airplane.” Randy gestured with his hands as he always did when he was nervous or in rage. 

Gale, seeming lost, looked at Randy. He didn’t back off so Gale grabbed his suitcase and followed Randy to the yellow water airplane which reminded him very much of the one he saw a few years back in Balu the bear. 

“Your first flight with a water airplane, boy?” The captain of the plane came forward to grab their suitcases and went away to put them in the plane. 

“You know, I’m only waiting for Lui to show up and asking us to make a quick stop at his island,” Gale whispered to Randy. He shrugged his shoulders and went after the captain but was stopped by Randy.

“What the fuck are you talking about? You’re getting weirder by the minute, you know,” Randy said bewildered but had to smile when a blush crept up his partner’s face. 

“Just… just ignore me, okay. I think it’s a reaction to the air,” Gale mumbled embarrassed and stepped onto the airplane.

“Yeah right, like being gay is a chemical reaction to being in the spotlight to often,” Randy mumbled with a sigh and went after his partner.

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“So, how long do we fly now?” Gale asked Randy annoyed.

Randy turned to his partner and gestured to his backpack.

“Could you please give it to me?” he asked and batted his eyelashes at his partner. 

“You know that you’re old enough to get it yourself?” Gale answered while he grabbed for the backpack under his seat and held it out to Randy.

“Yeah well, I know, but why should I when I have such a good looking servant?” Randy batted his eyelashes at Gale again and took the backpack from him. 

He opened the zipper and handed Gale a few papers.

“You carry your condoms with you in your backpack? Are you insane?!” Gale said outraged and grabbed for the backpack.

“Yeah, where else do you think I should carry them? You don’t think I would put them into my suitcase where the incompetent airport staff could snatch them out, don’t you?” Randy crooked his right eyebrow and snatched the papers out of Gale’s hand. 

“Okay, let me see. We will ride in this plane for about 35 minutes because we’re 77 miles away from the Dhunikolhu Coco Palm Resort.” Randy read off the paper and handed it back to Gale.

“You know, you just could’ve pointed it to me, it’s not like I’m not capable of reading. I even can memorize things if I want to,” Gale answered with a huff and put the papers back in Randy’s backpack. 

“Wake me, when we’re landing,” Randy answered then leaned his head back on the seat and closed his eyes.

“Don’t tell me you want to sleep now. I mean, just as you fall asleep I’ll have to wake you,” Gale said and looked at his partner who already had closed his eyes and sighed.

“Just wake me,” Randy mumbled half asleep.

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Letting both, his and Randy’s luggage fall to the floor, Gale stood in the door of their Lagoon Villa. He was totally amazed by the beauty of the room. The room description couldn’t even begin to come close to the reality. Everything was in warm wood tones, the walls, the floors and even the ceiling. 

Gale walked around the 87 square meter house and was even more amazed when he saw that they had their very own private sundeck with a splash pool and direct lagoon access and even a Jacuzzi. 

“Randy, what in hell did you pay for the room?” Gale asked his partner who already lay on the four poster bed under the mosquito netting. 

“I don’t know, and really, do you care after you’ve seen THIS?” Randy answered from the bed and lazily lifted his arms only to let them fall down immediately with a thud. 

Gale only shrugged his shoulders and went onto their sundeck.

“Holy fucking shit! Randy you have to see this!” Gale shouted and bent down and knelt on the sundeck.

“What the fuck happened now?” Randy stood in the door to the sundeck and leaned on it, watching his partner looking through the glass panel.

“Don’t even start,” he mumbled and went closer to Gale.

With a cocked eyebrow, Gale looked up at him.

“You know, I’ve seen the commercial you did, and if I hear you say ‘here fishy, fishy’ just one time, you’ll meet them up close,” Randy mumbled and went over to the low wood screen and leaned his arms on it.  

He looked over to the other Villa and couldn’t believe what he saw.

“GALE!” Randy shouted and turned away outraged.

“No sex on the sundeck! That fucking lunatic fan-girl has checked into the Villa next to us,” he said and went back into their Villa closing the door with a loud thud. 

TBC…