Forty minutes later Lom returned to find Fah sitting on the bed wearing nothing but a towel. He'd taken a shower and the pinkish hue of the skin on his chest, abdomen, and back made it obvious he'd scrubbed hard. 

Fah continued towel-drying his hair and watched silently as Lom swallowed some pills and then went to take a shower. When Lom returned to the room Fah spoke. 

"I'm clean. Everywhere. I made sure to scrub every inch of my body." Expressionless he looked up at Lom through his long lashes. 

Lom didn't react, he simply continued to towel-dry his hair.  Several times he caught Fah glancing at his body with a hungry look. The anger, jealousy, and hurt within him were slowly losing the battle with desire. Fah reached out and grabbed Lom's wrist.

"Let me dry your hair for you." Lom let him remove the towel from his hands and sat down. It felt good to let Fah once again take care of him. "Let me sit behind you, it'll be easier. Move here," said Fah as he patted a spot on the bed. Lom did as he asked.

After he dried Lom's hair he massaged his neck and shoulders, surprised by how tight his muscles were. His fingers moved over Lom's body relaxing the muscles and releasing the tension. He leaned forward and almost reverently kissed the back of Lom's neck. He waited for a rebuke or a sign of encouragement. Lom didn't move or speak so Fah rested his hands on Lom's shoulders and waited.

Lom took Fah's left hand in his, pulled it forward, raised it to his lips, and kissed it. He felt Fah tremble slightly. Without a word, Lom lay down and pulled Fah on top of him. Reaching up he knit his fingers through the long, silky strands of Fah's black hair and pulled him in for a kiss. Seconds before their lips touched Lom hesitated. 

When it came to sex Lom had never been unsure of himself. Now, as he stared into Fah's eyes, he saw lust, but he wasn't sure if he saw love anymore. 

Am I doing the right thing? Should I stop? Talking got us nowhere. We've been through so much maybe it would be better to walk away. Why the fuck am I just realizing this now that he's on top of me in bed? I'm a fucking idiot.

Sensing Lom's hesitation Fah lowered his neck and closed the gap between them. For the first time in two years, their lips touched. 

The feel of Fah's mouth on his was both foreign and yet extremely familiar. His tongue explored the mouth which had perfectly melded to his. He slid his left arm under Fah's back and pulled him closer, so close it left little room for breathing. 

Deftly, he rolled them over so that he was on top. Rising on his knees he threw the towel he'd had around his waist to the side. He slid his finger under the top of Fah's towel, unhooked it, and opened it to reveal Fah's beautiful body. Fah lifted his hips and Lom pulled the towel out, tossing it onto the floor. 

On all fours above the man he'd mourned for so long, he was overwhelmed by the many things he'd taken for granted in the past. The musky scent of Fah's arousal, the tactile memory of their bodies touching, and the sound of small gasps and moans elicited from Fah's mouth as he explored his body. He'd forgotten how intoxicating the vision of Fah underneath him, moist lips parted, eyes hooded, could be. This was Lom's kryptonite.

Lying on top of him, he kissed Fah's collarbone, moving from one side to the other, as Fah's head turned to the side in surrender. Moving his way lower he licked and kissed his chest while his hands roamed, reacquainting themselves with Fah's athletic body. He took each nipple into his mouth gently, alternately flicking it and nipping lightly. 

Slowly he moved farther down until his hands cupped Fah's firm ass cheeks. Fah's swollen cock was flush, resembling a banana flower, but longer. Just as he was about to bend down and take Fah into his mouth Fah spoke.

"I want you in my mouth," said Fah as he reached for Lom, his warm fingers curling around Lom's length. Again Lom froze. This was not the shy, lovesick Fah of his past. 

Any further thought ended as Fah's lips wrapped around the tip of his cock and worked their way down. 

"Ahh," moaned Lom, no longer able to concentrate on anything but the sensation.

Fah's mouth worked its way up and down, drawing Lom in until the top of his thick cock pressed against the back of his throat. One hand slid to Lom's ass pushing him deeper into his mouth, the other cupped Lom's balls and played with them, while his mouth never ceased sucking him hard. 

Fah pulled his head back, letting Lom's cock rest on his lips before licking the vein that ran from the tip to the base. Moving his mouth down he sucked on each of Lom's balls, applying just enough pressure to please without causing pain. 

"Oh, fuck, yes, Fah," gasped Lom.

Encouraged, he slid his mouth back up and using his lips only, sucked the tip hard, moving it in and out of his mouth with tantalizing pressure. He stopped, grabbed Lom, and rolled them over so he was on top again. He straddled Lom, their erections pressing against each other. The sight made him grow harder. 

"Where's the lube?" asked Fah. Lom pointed at his bag on the floor. Fah leaned to the side, grabbed the bag, and tossed it to Lom. Lom pulled out lube and a condom. Tearing open the condom with his teeth, he watched as Fah squeezed lube into his hand and doused his back entrance. Lom slid the condom on and Fah squeezed a little more lube over his sheathed cock. 

"Lay back," ordered Fah. Lom obeyed. 

Using his knees to lift himself, Fah grabbed Lom's sizeable erection and placed the tip at his entrance. He pushed himself down, gasping as he felt his ass welcome the intruder. The feel of Lom pushing against him and in him was ecstasy. Moving his hips he slowly began to ride Lom, his head back, biting his lip.

"Lom, you feel so fucking good inside me," he moaned. "Fuck me."

Watching Fah's face as he felt himself slide inside drove Lom wild. He knew he should go slowly so as not to hurt Fah but his libido was going into overdrive. A hidden need to own Fah, to make him his again, became too powerful. 

He grabbed Fah by the hips, and thrust as hard and deep as he could. Fah's eyes flew open, and his mouth made an "o" but he didn't try to stop him. Lom continued to fuck him roughly and was rewarded when Fah leaned back and screamed in pleasure. 

Not satisfied, an itch grew inside him to erase any memory Fah had of another man. He dropped one arm down and began stroking Fah's cock. He took the pre-cum on the tip and rubbed it on Fah's shaft, before tightly stroking him. He matched his pace with Fah's. The only sounds in the room were moans, skin slapping against skin, and heavy breathing.

"I'm...going...to...come," Fah said in a husky tone. Lom didn't think it was possible but that turned him on even more. He thrust so hard Fah bit his lip, a small dot of blood visible, but Fah only moaned in delight as he came. His cock twitched and spasmed as it shot cum all over Lom's torso. 

That sight pushed Lom over the edge. With one final push, deeper than he thought he could go, he felt release and he moaned Fah's name. Panting, he lay back, his arms falling to his sides. Fah fell on top of him and they lay together, unable to speak.