Page 28 of Sun, Sea and Spotted Squid

“Relax,” Wolfgang said. “This is a good thing. I hope. I could have died without saying it.”

Sam didn’t speak.

“I’m going to say it and you can’t say anything until I’m done. I think I am falling in love with you and I don’t know what the hell to do about it. I have never had feelings like this about a man before, but I felt it the minute I saw you drunk in my bed. Then again when you barged into the bathroom, and pretty much ever since.”

The words hung in the air.

“Are you feeling it now?” Sam asked quietly.

He frowned, then winced, rubbing his head. “Of course I am. Is this English humour?”

Sam finally smiled faintly. “You should probably kiss me, then.”

Wolfgang looked terrified. “I have never kissed a man before.”

“Then you should definitely kiss me.”

They leaned in slowly, and their lips met. Wolfgang’s breath tickled Sam’s face. The temptation to grab hold of him and explore every part of that body was almost too strong to resist. The bandage on his head and the fear on his face made Sam hold back.

Sam ran his hand up Wolfgang’s ridiculously muscular arm. This screamedhuge mistakebut willpower only lasted so long.

Wolfgang pulled away briefly. He rubbed his lip. “Your beard,” he said. “It’s nice.”

Sam grinned. He was very proud of his facial fashion.

“Come here,” Wolfgang said, drawing him close.

They stayed like that for a while, the world outside forgotten.

When they finally separated, Wolfgang appeared crestfallen. “No good?”

“Are you kidding me?” Sam asked, gripping hold of him. “Come here.”

This time Wolfgang’s lips met Sam’s firmly. Sam decided to stop pussyfooting around. He ran his hands over Wolfgang’s tight chest, whose heart hammered under his palm.

When Sam flicked his tongue against Wolfgang’s lips, he groaned and parted them. Giving him the signal to go further. Sam didn’t need telling twice and pushed his tongue into Wolfgang’s mouth.

They explored each other’s mouths. Reaching around Sam’s back, Wolfgang held him closer. Their heads collided and poor Wolfgang leapt up as if he’d been scalded.

“Ouch,” he said, tentatively rubbing his bandaged area.

Sam had never kissed a man with a head injury before. This was going to take some coordination.

“Lie down,” he said, soothingly.

Once he’d got Wolfgang comfortable, Sam lay with his head on the next pillow. Facing each other, they kissed again. Each time both gained confidence. Wolfgang ran his hand up Sam’s side and into his hair.

Sam reached forward and flicked open the clasp on the suit trousers. He pushed his hand inside to find Wolfgang had no underwear on. His hard cock waiting for inspection. Something Sam had every intention of fulfilling. He wrapped his fingers around it and squeezed, making Wolfgang moan.

Their kiss gained momentum and Wolfgang ground his hips.

Sam needed Wolfgang naked immediately, so he stood up. Confusion spread over Wolfgang’s face and he tried to tug Sam down onto the bed.

Sam held out a finger. “You stay where you are. You’re my patient now.”

With slightly shaking fingers, Sam pulled the fly down on the trousers and dragged them free. Just as quick he unbuttoned the revolting shirt and helped him out of it. Throwing it down on the ground, Sam stood above Wolfgang. He was hard everywhere. His muscles, his stare and his cock.

“You now,” he said.