Part 2
As Paul stripped off his shirt, Tim felt himself growing hard at the sight before him. It had been a long time since he’d seen Paul in a semi-naked state, and it was better than he remembered. His chest was more muscled and slightly tanned obviously from time spent on Bondi Beach.
The familiar patch of dark hair circled his belly button and trailed down across his stomach and Tim felt a shiver run up his spine as he thought about what the trail of hair was leading down to. Tim still had memories of kissing his way down every inch of that body, taking Paul’s length in his mouth and making him tangle his hands in Tim’s dark hair and scream out his name as he came.
Paul could feel Tim’s gaze upon his body, and he liked it. He missed having Tim in his life, more so sometimes than he would ever admit to himself. He’d only had a couple of serious relationships since Tim, and more one-night stands than he cared to recall, but he was still lonely, and thoughts of Tim were always in the back of his mind.
“Paul.”
Paul hesitated for a moment. He knew that as soon as he looked into those dark eyes again he would not be able to resist. He felt a strong hand on his shoulder, and he winced briefly at the pain.
“Whoops sorry.”
“It’s okay. It’s just a bit sore.”
The truth was that Paul wasn’t really feeling any pain at that moment. The sensation of Tim’s skin upon his once more melted his heart and he was having trouble focusing on anything else. He looked up and Tim smiled down at him.
“I miss you.”
Paul returned Tim’s smile. He had been waiting several long lonely years dreaming of hearing Tim speak those words to him. He had only one response.
“I miss you too.”
Tim leant down and gently brushed his lips across Paul’s. It was only the briefest of touches, and it wasn’t nearly enough. Paul reached up, sliding his arms around Tim’s neck and pulling him deeper into the kiss. Tim responded, slipping his tongue into Paul’s mouth. Paul eagerly welcomed it, sucking on Tim’s tongue and causing them both to moan.
During the course of their making out, Tim’s jacket was removed and his shirt unbuttoned. They eventually had to break apart from each other, both breathing heavily. Paul disentangled himself from Tim’s embrace and leant back against the elevator wall.
“Can I ask you a question?”
Tim nodded in response.
“Sure, go ahead.”
“Do you still love me?”
Tim took a deep breath, then walked over to stand in front of Paul. He looked him deep in the eyes and Paul immediately knew the answer to the question.
part 3