Holiday Molesting "I still can't believe that that bitch of a fan is still stalking me,” Gale mumbled to himself after he gazed backwards to see a now familiar face smiling back at him. "Calm down Gale, we're on a vacation." Randy tried to calm his best friend down. Nevertheless, he knew without a doubt that it would be useless. When Gale would get into one of his moods, it was kind of difficult to get him out of it. It didn't happen very often, most of the time, Gale was a very kind and gentle person, the complete opposite to himself. He was a bitch to say the least, and the woman in the back of the plane was beginning to freak him out too. Gale told him about the crazy bitch who stalked him in Germany, but he would have never thought that she would go so far as to follow them on their trip to Mauritius. "Tell me again, why I am flying to that stupid Island with you, and not your Oh-so-perfect boyfriend?" with a cocked eyebrow Gale looked at his blond friend and once again admired his beauty. "You mean my Oh-so-not-perfect EX boyfriend?" Randy grimaced back and smiled at Gale's clueless expression. Randy had to chuckle to himself. Seems he forgot to tell his friend about the oh-so-little fact that he was single again. He already could see the sweat building on Gale's forehead. "Great. Really. Did you, by chance, think about telling me about your break-up?", Gale huffed and turned around to look at the crazy fan. Randy rolled his eyes. Even if the girl, woman, whatever wasn’t stalking Gale, he seemed to get a little paranoid and carried away by the fact the she was following him. He huffed a laugh. That's why he was such a bitch most of the time. When you're not very friendly to your 'I want to have your baby, please marry me' fans, something like that could happen to you, but that was something Gale still had to learn. Maybe this encounter would open Gale's eyes. He looked over to Gale and watched him waving to another woman who seemed to know them. He rolled his eyes, well maybe not. "Gale for Christ's sake. Stop being nice to the fans. You're on a break, not at a fucking signing audition." Randy said outraged and brought Gale's attention back to him. "You shouted, my dear?" Gale looked at Randy with his famous tongue in cheek expression. Oh, how he could hit him right now. Gale just knew that he was pudding in his hands when he did that. It reminded him so much of their old times, before it all went to hell. Well, nearly. Before everything happened with Kim and Simon. He sighed when he thought about how heartbroken he was when he found out that the man he fell madly in love with was indeed straight, and in a loving relationship. Or so it seemed, until Gale told him the truth. That's when Randy realized that Gale really was a great actor. Showing of with Kim so that no one would indeed find out how Gale really felt. That in reality Gale wasn't that much different from Brian. Just that he wasn't out and proud like the character was, but he respected those who were. He’d witnessed what could happen to someone who lived out and proud in his hometown. When his first love was killed by some crazy folks because they thought it was against God to love the same gender. After Gale told him about Steven, he could finally understand why Gale was so depressed when he sat in the hospital when they shot the scenes after the bashing. Never in his life would he have thought that this would hit a sore spot in Gale's heart. He sighed. It didn't help them now with the crazy fans to think about lost times, and lost opportunities. It only mattered that Gale finally had come to his senses and told him that he loved him. He leaned over and kissed the soft lips of his partner. Careful not to draw too much attention, especially that of the bitch in the back. He just could imagine the post in someone's LJ. Not that he would check them, but well, even he got bored from time to time. Gale pulled back after a few seconds later. "Not here Randy. I don't want everyone to know that we're a couple. You know what my parents thought and still think about my role in Queer as Folk. They weren't really thrilled," Gale said while blushing. Randy only huffed and backed off. It was always the same with him. As much as he loved Gale sometimes he wished he would act more like the adult he was. "I have to use the bathroom," Randy mumbled and stood up. He was pissed at Gale, as usual. He understood Gale's behavior. Kind of. But it still pissed him off none-the-less. He'd finally admitted to himself that he couldn't live a lie anymore. So he had broken it off with Simon, before he started his vacation with Gale. The two of them had been seeing each other for years. Not as co-workers or friends, but as lovers. The sparks that flew unconsciously on the first episode had started everything, and even if he developed a little liking in the BDSM lifestyle with Simon, he had to admit that Gale wasn't bad at it either. When he entered the small bathroom in the plane, he sighed and looked at himself in the mirror. He still had to smile, that after such a long time he’d decided to dye his hair back to its normal color in contrast to the “Justin” Blond as he liked to call it. Gale talked him into it, well okay, it was more of a “Baby, please color your hair back to brown, you look silly in blond, and if you do it, I’ll promise to dye my hair back to its original color.”, so here he was, back with his most known hair-color, and Gale was back to his old chestnut brown. He was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard a knock on the door. “Somebody’s in here!” Randy said with a sigh, and tried to decide what to do next. Should he try to get Gale to admit to everyone that they indeed were a couple, or should he – for the sake of his’ and Gale’s relationship – go back into hiding? He was pulled out of his thoughts by mumbled words from the other side of the door. Randy frowned and leaned closer to the door, so that he could actually hear the mumbled words. “…in there, let me in.”, he could hear and a slight grin crept up his face. Without thinking about it, he opened the door and pulled the other one inside. “Do you know about the Mile-High-Club?” Randy whispered into the other one’s ear while he licked his earlobe. Gale nodded while he moaned. “Very well then, let me introduce you into the Mile-High-Club,” and with that said, Randy gave Gale a peck in his lips and went seductively down on Gale. From his spot down on his knees, Randy looked up at his partner, while he opened his fly. Never taking his eyes off of the lust glazed hazel eyes of his lover, he pulled down Gale’s blue jeans and let them fall down around his ankles. With his right hand Randy began to caress Gale’s now naked legs, running his hand higher and higher, while his other hand kneaded Gale’s right ass cheek through his boxer briefs. Gale moaned loudly when Randy’s right hand finally reached its destiny and started playing with his balls. “You like that, don’t you?” Randy whispered in a low voice, never stopping his task at hand. Gale only moaned again, and leaned his head against the closed door. When one of Randy’s fingers brushed over his fully erect cock, pre-cum bubbled up and leaked out of Gale’s boxers. Randy licked his lips. He loved Gale’s cock, even more so up his ass, but not right now, right now, it was all about Randy introducing Gale into the MHC. He leaned forward and started to lick the end, but stayed away from Gale’s slit, careful not to let Gale cum too soon. He stopped playing with Gale’s balls and pulled his other hand away from Gale’s ass, only to pull Gale’s boxers down with a sharp tug. Randy had pulled his head back so he could admire his toy for a few seconds after it had sprung free. He leaned forward and started licking Gale’s balls, while his hands wandered to Gale’s ass again, pulling his cheeks apart and with the index finger of his right hand, Randy started to massage Gale’s hole. Gale started thrusting back unconsciously, which made Randy smile. “You are my horny little toy, aren’t you baby?” Randy whispered seductively which made Gale thrust faster. He stopped rubbing Gale’s hole only to suck on his finger’s to coat them with spit. Normally, Randy, would have used lube, but he had Gale with him at the Check-In and he didn’t think that Gale would have appreciated it much if he’d carried his tube of lube in a clear, see through bag. He pulled Gale’s cheeks apart and pushed his index finger into Gale’s hole. Gale hissed and stopped moving completely, before he started thrusting back on Randy’s finger. “Want more?” Randy asked and Gale nodded, totally lost in his lust. Randy smiled and pushed another finger into Gale’s hole, scissoring them to open him up for what was to come, never stopping in his licking of Gale’s balls, but moving on up licking the pulsing vein on the underside of the hard shaft. Gale’s moans grew loader with each thrust of Randy’s fingers, and then, finally, he heard what he wanted to hear. “Fuck me, Randy. I need to feel you inside of me.” TBC...