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.It won’t happen again.”“It wasn’t your fault.” Tyler watched the city pass by outside his window.At every red light, he tensed up, wondering if they had been following his car and they would now assault it with the desire to get more pictures.He knew they hadn’t gotten anything of interest this morning, but they would surely milk any photo or video for all it was worth.Tyler went through the rest of his obligations in a blur.He walked the red carpets and smiled at the cameras and ignored the questions that were thrown his way.He thought of the movie stars that had come before him, the rumors they had faced, and he knew this was just one of many that would come his way if his career continued down this successful path.But by the end of the night, he was already worn out and all he could think about was Romano, and getting back to him, hiding away on an island somewhere and recharging while they worked things out.In fact, the more he thought about it, the more he had to be there.So that night when he got back to the hotel room, he called his manager and his publicist and said that he needed to get away – out of the spotlight, out of the city, out of the promotions.The publicist was furious with him, but his manager thought it was an excellent idea.His absence from the tabloid world for a while would make things die down, and that meant that they could better handle the situation.“When are you leaving?” he finally asked, and Tyler closed his eyes in relief.***The next morning, Romano left the house at his usual time.He dropped a few small boxes off to be shipped at the local postal store, then headed out to breakfast.He met with Deidre, who teased and laughed and gave him a kiss as they parted ways.He then took the car to the airport, where he had only a small carryon bag and his laptop.A business trip, it seemed to anyone who looked at the situation, and there were several paying close attention.Romano was probably doing simply what his boss had told him to do, nothing more.If anyone cared to notice, they might have seen that he boarded the plane headed for Chicago.If anyone had been following, they would have seen him leave the Chicago airport, ride in a taxi a short distance to a private airfield, then get on a small plane that was headed to – well, no one knew.That’s because it was private, and the flight plan hadn’t been entered.In the meantime, Tyler had been escorted under heavy security out the back doors of the hotel, in the lower level where the cars could not be seen from the street.He slipped into a nondescript vehicle with dark windows, one that had regular New York plates.He watched the world slide by as they pulled out into the sunlight.A few photographers snapped pictures, on the off chance he was in there, but they didn’t bother to pursue it further.They were taking pictures of everything that drove out of there, so his vehicle was no exception.He was driven to a private airstrip, where he got on a plane with no fanfare.That plane then flew to Houston, where he stepped waited for an hour for another plane to arrive.That one landed three hours later, on an airstrip that was mostly packed dirt and grass, and he was met by a rugged Jeep.The man in the Jeep had no idea who he was and didn’t speak a lick of English.Within an hour after that, Tyler opened the door to a small yet comfortable beach house, and there was Romano, smiling as he waited for him.***Tyler didn’t know what to expect when he finally saw Romano again.He wasn’t sure if he should jump right into his arms or if he should show some decorum.He wasn’t sure if Romano would be warm and welcoming or stand-offish and cool.What he certainly didn’t expect was to see the dark circles under his lover’s eyes and the fact that he had lost more than a few pounds over the last few weeks.Tyler stopped and stared at him, then considered that he might look the same way to Romano.The lack of sleep and weeks of worry had surely affected him, too.And sure enough, Romano gave him a shaky smile.“You look awful,” he said, his voice kind.“So do you,” Tyler said, and then Romano’s arms were around him.Tyler closed his eyes in relief the moment he felt Romano’s lips on his.This was what he had missed so much, what he had almost lost.He was determined that he would never lose it again.Romano’s arms came around him, pulling him close, and Tyler felt the familiar hardness of his body, his muscles strong and solid.There was another hardness too, one down a bit lower, that made Tyler want to take Romano down to the floor right then and there and sate the desire that had roared through him at the first touch of his lover’s hands.But he tried to take his time – he really did.He tried to keep his tongue from being too eager, tried to keep his hands from wandering too much.But the reality of weeks apart quickly took their toll, and before Tyler had a chance to think through the haze of desire, Romano had already opened his pants and reached in with one cool hand to squeeze his hard cock.“Holy fuck,” Tyler groaned, ripping his lips away from Romano’s and pushing his hips hard against his hand.“Let’s both do it at the same time,” Romano said, panting hard already.“We haven’t done that in a while…”Tyler knew exactly what he meant.He reached for Romano’s pants.They both worked fast to rid themselves of every stitch of clothing, throwing the fine cotton and linen and silk all over the place in their haste to get at each other.Tyler sank to the floor and Romano followed, already climbing over him, positioning himself with his cock right above Tyler’s face.Tyler looked at the sexy sight just a few inches above his eyes and grinned.He opened his mouth to say something, but at that moment Romano’s mouth closed on his cock, and anything Tyler might have wanted to say completely disappeared from his mind.Instead he groaned loudly, pushing his hips up as Romano’s mouth sank down further, taking all of him in.Tyler opened his mouth and put his hands on Romano’s hips, pushing him down.He took all of Romano’s cock in his own mouth.He pulled on Romano’s ass, pushing his cock deeper, until Tyler gagged on the feeling of it hitting the back of his throat.Then he let up, getting some breathing room, before he started to stroke with his tongue.He did all the things he knew Romano liked, and soon the cock in his mouth was throbbing just as hard as his own.It didn’t take long before Tyler wanted to come.He tried to hold back, but Romano was bobbing up and down on his cock, making it clear he wanted a reward for all that hard work.Tyler took Romano’s cock from his mouth and wrapped his hand around it, jerking him off instead.“I’m going to come,” Tyler warned, and Romano simply moaned a bit and kept doing what he was doing.Tyler came with a shout, spurting deep into Romano’s throat.He was vaguely aware of Romano gagging a bit, then he felt the swallowing motion of a man who was drinking down every last drop.Tyler took a deep breath, then pulled Romano’s cock back to his mouth, sucking it deep
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