Asmara Kemelut
Nothing Special

Slowly Rere swung his steps out of the plane. Towards the passenger passport check. He stood up and stood with the other passengers.

Many passengers from Indonesia also want to take a vacation in Singapore, this is Rere's first trip to Singapore. Throwing questions with other passengers about their need to come to Singapore. Until the time came Rere checked his passport documents.

Rere showed me the documents and got the Singapore arrival stamp. He swung his steps after the examination door opened.

“Yeay! Singapore.” Rere happy.

He then contacted George in a short message, saying he was already in Singapore.

George gave a directive for Rere to meet him at the airport lobby waiting room number. Rere didn't obey.

Rere directed his steps in the other direction, as he wanted to get around Changi Airport.

Take some pictures for him to capture and upload them to his social media account, with writing.

Wrong opponent or wrong target!

With a smiling emoticon. That he aimed for Mark, and sure enough after he uploaded it to his social media account Mark then watched it. Then send a message to Rere.

“You used me. Damn it.” Bump Mark through his short message.

“Ask yourself, why I did it.” Rere replied that he blocked Mark's social media accounts.

Then a call came in from George, asking where Rere was. Until they meet on the face of the escalator, Rere steps up to George who continues to turn his head in search of Rere's whereabouts.

Rere wrapped his arms around George's waist, as soon as he twisted his body and looked at Rere now in front of him.

His smile widened, happiness radiated from George's face. He said repeatedly that he was very happy that the day he was waiting for had come.

Three years George endured his longing for Rere. The two of them then set foot together towards the taxi waiting room.

An airport officer then let Rere and George into a taxi that was ready to take him.

George looks younger this time, maybe because of his appearance or because they haven't seen each other for a long time. Wearing shorts with blue short-sleeved collar shirts combined with brown sporty shoes makes them look younger than when they make video calls.

“Haha. Thank you.” Answer George.

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Arriving in the hotel room, George immediately expressed his longing. Landing a kiss repeatedly on every inch of Rere's sensitive parts.

Making the blood heat that flows in each pulse of Rere's body, not giving Rere to take the time to clean himself.

George continued to deepen his touch, stripping off all the cloths attached to Rere's body and continuously colonizing his body.

Rere didn't fight back, let George do what he wanted. It felt different from his first meeting.

Either because they do not meet for too long or because they communicate too often virtually.

NothingSpecial!

Treating his thirst by spilling all of George's possessions into Rere's sensitive cavity until his satisfaction is met.

Lying together on the bed, George said repeatedly his happiness at being able to meet Rere again until they both slept together.

By nightfall, by,

George was looking for some restaurant recommendations through the laptop he was carrying. Pick some and show it to Rere, asking Rere to pick one he likes.

He found a restaurant after checking out the food menu. "This one, can?" Rere asked, pointing to a place on George's laptop screen.

"OK." Answer George.