“It’s been only five long hours since the governor made the decision to allow for same-sex couples to wed in the state of California.  Gay couples all over the state are celebrating right now and prepping for future weddings to their soul mates.  This is Bobby Jon LaGrossa in Blue Lake, California signing off, back to Hattie in the studio.”

I saw the red light on the top of the camera go off and sighed as I said, “Last report before vacation” and handed my microphone to the camera man and left.  My name is Bobby Jon LaGrossa, and I grew up here in Blue Lake.  Sure the place is beautiful, and sure it’s great watching hot guys running all over the place, but some people just need to get out of their everyday life for a while.  That is why I am going to go to Nikitan Island for the weekend.  It’ll get me out of this place and I can do all the relaxing I want.

I got home later that day and was greeted by my roommate Stephenie Fedorov.  She walked over and gave me a hug and asked, “How was your day?”  I replied, “I covered the gay marriage amendment.”  Stephenie looked me in the eyes and asked, “So why aren’t you jumping for joy.  You can marry now.  Isn’t that what you always wanted?”  I answered, “Steph, you know I gave up on that whole soul mate thing months ago.”  Stephenie said, “Well, you shouldn’t Mr. Right is out there somewhere.”  I sighed and said, “How could someone like me ever find Mr. Right when I've got all these girls ogling over me on the news thinking I’m the hottest thing in the world since the invention of the microwave?”  Stephenie looked at me seriously and said, “Man, you really need this vacation.  You really need to lighten up a little bit.  When’s your flight supposed to leave?”  I answered, “In about an hour and a half.  I better grab my bags and get going if I wanna have any hope of getting on that plane.”  Stephenie helped me out the door and as soon as I knew it, I was on the flight to Nikitan Island.

For all of you who don’t know where Nikitan Island is located.  It’s a small island off the coast of Tahiti.  It’s a major vacation spot in the Tahitian archipelago.  It may be the most beautiful place in the world, hence the nickname, “the Eden of our time,” but it is very expensive to visit.

I got to the island only about four hours after my departure time and was greeted by a bunch of Tahitian women in hula outfits saying, “Ia Orana.”  I quickly returned the greeting and went to get my luggage.  For those who can’t speak Tahitian, the word ia orana is Tahitian for hello.  As you can notice, it doesn’t look the same way it’s pronounced.  You would probably pronounce it along the lines of “ee-uh-ronna.”

The hotel I got to stay in was very beautiful.  There was a waterfall in the center of the lobby and the purity of the white paint made the romantic mood all the more appealing.

I got to my room and boy did it look comfortable.  It was a white room with a bed with red velour and extremely comfortable-looking white pillows.  I immediately threw my stuff down on the ground and plopped onto the bed.

God, it was so comfortable!  I could just lay on this bed forever.  If the bed was so comfortable, surely the rest of the island must have some extremely relaxing things as well.

I walked outside and noticed a massage therapy center.  I walked over and walked through the glass front doors and I saw gorgeous man sitting at the desk working on a computer.  I walked up to the desk and the little nameplate on his desk read, “Hayden Christensen, Massage Therapist.”  As soon as I got to the desk, I noticed his beauty all the more.  He had beautiful light-brown hair and gorgeous green eyes.  He looked my way and asked, “May I help you?”  God, his voice was hypnotic.  I stumbled as I asked, “How much for a massage?”  He answered, “Twenty dollars for five minutes.”  I took out some money and said, “I’ll take twenty-five minutes.”  He took my money and said, “Thank you.  I’m Hayden, your masseur for today.  If you would go into the changing room and put a towel on and lay down on the bench, I’ll be right with you.”

I went over to the changing room and took off my clothes and wrapped myself in the towel like Hayden said to do and then I laid down on the bench.

I saw him come into the room and stand over me.  I looked up at him and he looked back at me, we just gazed at each other for a while until he snapped out of it and said, “Sorry, I’ll get started.”

Hayden walked over to me and started with the massage oils and began rubbing my shoulders and back.  This being the first massage I’ve had in my life, I was surprised at how comfortable it was.

Hayden continued the massage for twenty-five minutes and then he said, “Okay, time’s up.”  As soon as he said that, I got up.  Totally forgetting that he had taken the towel off, I stood up and Hayden just stood there and blushed.  He threw me a towel and said, “Get dressed.”

Hayden left the room as I put my clothes back on.  Shortly after, I left the center.

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I spent the rest of the afternoon in my hotel room trying to get some sleep.  However, having slept on the airplane, I couldn’t get any sleep and as night approached I decided I would check for the any local gay clubs.

Nikitan Island is kind of like the San Francisco of Tahiti.  It is known for its gay population.  So, I went around to the night clubs looking for that rainbow-colored flag that was symbolic of a gay club.

I finally arrived at one called Latino Heat.  I walked inside and heard Latin music playing at a volume that made it pretty much impossible to talk to someone without bursting a lung.

I went onto the dance floor and immediately began dancing to the Latin music.  At first it was just a solo dance, but soon I had a few guys that wanted to dance with me.  One of them even asked if we could have a drink.  It was great.

It was about forty-five minutes into it that I noticed Hayden walking into the club.  He walked over to one of the walls and seemed to be scoping out the club either for some hot guys or just to be a wall flower and watch.

That wasn’t what shocked me the most.  I was incredibly surprised to see Hayden in a gay club.  When I first met Hayden, although he blushed several times around me, I thought it was just due to being shy.  I never thought that he was actually gay.

Only five minutes passed until Hayden walked over to me and started to dance.  I danced with him as the next song came on.  We danced like that for the remainder of the song.

As soon as the song finished, Hayden moved on to this beautiful blonde guy that was dancing about ten feet away.  I knew at once I had missed my chance.

I pretty much became a wall flower after that and just watched Hayden dance with this blonde guy the rest of the night.

As I walked out, I shouldn’t say I was surprised, but I was.  I saw Hayden kissing that blonde kid and then he held the blonde kid’s hand.

As I saw them walk off together I knew that I lost any possibility of ever being with him.  He was now with Mr. Teen Beat USA, how could he possibly wanna be with me.

I went back to my hotel room later that night and cried.  How could I be so attached to someone that I had just met?  The only contact we had was a massage and a five minute dance.  How on earth could I let myself get so connected to someone that in the back of my mind I knew I could never have? 

* * * * *

I woke up the next morning having had a wonderful dream kissing Hayden and spending the rest of my life with him.  Its dreams like those that make you never wanna wake-up and are horrified when you actually do.

Day two of my Tahitian vacation had officially started and I would be leaving tomorrow, so I decided I would get my mind off Hayden and just try to enjoy myself.

Nikitan Island has a cruise that leaves every hour that takes you completely around the island.  The next cruise was scheduled to leave in ten minutes.  I thought it would be a good way to get my mind off Hayden so I went to the harbor and got aboard the boat.

* * * * *

The boat left the dock and the captain told us all that the cruise would last forty-five minutes and that we should remain seated until the cruise was finished and all the same jib jab that tour guides tell their passengers.

The cruise set off and I watched as we began our trek around Nikitan Island.  The island was definitely bigger than I thought it was.  It was just when my mind got off Hayden that he walked onto the ships deck and sat next to me.

“Hello,” he said as he looked toward me.  I quickly returned the greeting and continued to look out at sea.

Hayden asked, “Is everything okay?”  I looked back at him and said, “You never told me you had a boyfriend.”  Hayden looked confused as I continued, “You know, Blondie from the club last night.  I saw you holding hands.”  Hayden looked even more confused and said, “You mean Jason.  He’s not my boyfriend.  He’s a coworker.  We’re just really good friends.”  I asked, “And by really good friends you mean?”  Hayden responded, “We’re co-workers and we’ve been friends since we were born.  I actually was hoping that you were single.” I smiled as I said, “Which I am.”  Hayden sighed a sigh of relief and asked, “Is it at all possible that I could be your boyfriend?”  I replied, “Of course.”  Hayden’s smile grew wider until I said, “There’s only one problem.  I don’t live in Nikitan Island.”  Hayden responded, “I don’t see that as much of a problem.  On your profile you filled out before your massage it said you live in Blue Lake, California.  My family does business up there.  My half-sister Stephenie and my brother Drew own a massage therapy center up there.  Drew has wanted to take over this one, so I can just switch with him.”  I smiled with Hayden as I said, “That would be cool.”

At that point Hayden held my hand and he enjoyed the rest of the cruise.

* * * * *

As soon as the cruise got to shore, Hayden took me over to his house, which was quite beautiful if I may add and we spent the next fifteen minutes making out on his couch.  His lips were so tender and his tongue felt so good as it entered my mouth.

After we finished our make-out fest, Hayden decided he would show me around the place he calls home.

He started out by showing me the massage therapy center that his family owned.  It was much bigger than it looked on the outside.  The tropical setting of the spa made it seem as though it was the best place to work in the world.  You got the comfortable setting and hot guys walking in and out in their bathing suits all day, what more could you possibly ask for?

We spent about an hour and a half touring the place until Hayden asked if I wanted to go in the Jacuzzi.  Instantly I agreed.  We both went off to our changing rooms and changed into our swimming trunks.

I walked out of the changing room and got into the Jacuzzi and waited for Hayden to arrive.  He came out about three minutes later in his swimming trunks and god did he look hot.

He had the most beautifully sculpted masculine chest I’ve ever seen.  His light brown hair and green eyes complimented his masculine build.

He came into the Jacuzzi and immediately began kissing me and it became a very sensual moment as he rubbed our hands on each other’s chests as our kisses intensified.  The kiss lasted for quite a while until Hayden broke it and sat next to me and said, “Man, you’re hot.”  I smiled as he asked, “So, what do you do for a living?”  I answered, “I’m a news reporter for KXCJ news.  I report on the field.”  Hayden said, “Cool,” and asked, “Where in Blue Lake do you live?”  I responded, “I live on Kiersen Way with my friend Stephenie.”  Hayden, seeming to turn into the question king asked, “And how long have you been living together?”  I answered that question, “Ever since she quit working with her brother.”  Hayden asked another question, “What’s Stephenie’s last name?”  I answered, “Fedorov.”  Hayden looked shocked as he said, “You live with my sister.”