Title: Play Time (A Slice Of Kinky Life)- Part 2
Author: phobosgirl (phobosgirl@hotmail.com)
Date: 22/14/05
Rating: R
Authors notes: Part 2 of Play Time.. Feedback is more than welcome and can be sent to phobosgirl@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: This is only for fun. None of this is real nor should any implication be made based on this manuscript that I have any insider info on either of these two fine men.
Warnings: Gale/Randy (Queer As Folk) RPS, bdsm themes
Complete: ongoing

Play Time, Part 1


Play Time, Part 2

Two weeks had passed and they hadn’t mentioned the item on its way through the mail. Their sex life had benefited, anyway, and Randy knew that Gale was secretly looking forward to the arrival of his newest sweet torture.

It came one afternoon while Gale was at work. Randy had a rare day off and as the UPS truck trundled away down the street, he anxiously ripped through the box and removed it. His dick got hard immediately, imaging his partner wearing it. Too fucking sexy, was the dominating thought running through his head the rest of the day.

He laid it out on the bed where he knew Gale would see it immediately- it was the man’s habit to head straight into the shower after work- and waited for the hours to pass.

While the time ticked off the clock, he reflected on how easily they had both fallen into this simple, quiet pattern of power exchange. They’d talked about it, naturally, but most of their discussions ended abruptly when one or the other would get that glazed-over look in his eyes and clothes would end up scattered in their haste to get at each other.

Mostly, they just felt it. They let it permeate their daily dealings with one another and their already active sex life. Love making was rougher, more aggressive, with Randy often taking a commanding disposition he didn’t previously believe he possessed. Light bondage and spanking had taken the place of candles and soft jazz, and provocative language had begun to edge out their usually more quiet vocalizations.

Finally hearing Gale’s key in the door sent his already charged libido into overdrive but he remained sitting on the couch, reading. He tipped his head back for a chaste kiss and watched Gale vanish up the stairs before putting his book down and following. He wanted to be there when Gale spotted his newest fashion statement.

Arriving in the bedroom doorway only a few steps behind his partner, he listened as Gale rambled on about work and his scenes and something goofy Hal had done between takes with a balloon and one of the many dildos scattered around the set.

As Gale shed his clothes, his eyes wandered to the bed and immediately locked on the article of clothing waiting for him. His mouth closed with an audible snap and a slow smile spread across his features.

“It came today,” Randy’s voice was low, seductive.

Gale nodded, licking his lips, and took a few steps towards the bed.

“No!” Randy barked, stopping Gale in his tracks. “Shower, first.”

“Yeah,” Gale’s voice had dropped to a whisper. “A shower.” He grinned pointedly at Randy and slipped into the bathroom.

Randy was already undressing when he heard the water turned on in the next room.

To Be Continued…