Chapter Fourteen
No sooner had Santino opened his front door than he had his arms full of Orsen. Shutting the door, he grabbed Orsen’s ass as he jumped up, and held him against the door as they kissed. Orsen gasped, rubbing his dick against Santino, his moans filling the air.
“Missed you,” Orsen said between kisses.
Santino groaned, pushed away from the door and carried Orsen to his bedroom, shutting the door before Charlie could get in. Laying him on the bed, Santino covered him with his body. Orsen kicked his sneakers off, then tugged on Santino’s shirt.
“Missed you too. I love how enthusiastic you are when I’m back.”
“That’s because I want to kiss you and touch you. Less talk now.”
Chuckling, Santino whispered, “Slow down, Orsen.”
“Nope. I want to see you naked, but I don’t want sex. I want to touch you. It’s been days since I saw you.”
Santino gave Orsen a hard, dominating kiss, then sat up and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Orsen sat up, his fingers tracing the skin Santino revealed, then kissed a nipple, licking over it. Santino gasped, tugged Orsen’s hair, pulling him back. “Slow down.” Tilting Orsen’s head back, Santino kissed him, sliding his tongue into Orsen’s mouth, groaning when Orsen licked and sucked on it.
Shrugging his shirt off, he helped strip Orsen, then removed the rest of his clothes. He lay over Orsen, feeling his naked body under his, and he had to take several deep breaths. Orsen’s hands gripped Santino’s ass, and he whimpered into their kiss, his hips surging up, rubbing on Santino.
Santino lifted his head, then grinned and moved down Orsen’s body, sucking his dick into his mouth and taking it down his throat. Orsen reared up, his hands holding Santino’s head as his hips punched up.
“Santino!” Santino felt a shudder rush through Orsen’s body, and knew he was close. “Close!”
Santino sucked hard, heard Orsen’s cry, then his mouth flooded with come. Swallowing, he kept sucking and licking until Orsen murmured, “Stop.”
Lifting his head, Santino moved up, kissed Orsen, then sat up and stroked his dick. Orsen watched, wide-eyed, then reached up, putting his hand over Santino. Santino changed their positions, so Orsen’s hand now held his cock, and he leaned over Orsen, moaning when he came, white stripes painting Orsen’s skin.
Moving to one side, Santino lay next to Orsen, panting softly. “Hi.”
Orsen rolled onto his side, cuddling up to Santino. “Hi.” He pulled a face. “I don’t like this feeling.”
“Yeah, drying come itches. What do you say to sharing a shower?”
Orsen sat up, his eyebrows arching. “I’ve never shared a shower.”
“Good. I get to see you naked and wet.”
Orsen blushed, lowered his head as he ran his fingers over Santino’s chest. “Can we do it now?”
Chuckling, Santino sat up and stood, pulling Orsen with him. “Yes, then we can eat and maybe come back here later.” Orsen’s lips formed an O before he smiled. That was when Santino noticed Orsen had grown again. “You’re broader.”
“I started working out in Cody and TJ’s gym. I like it, and with the work I do at Crompton’s, I feel stronger.”
Santino tugged Orsen’s hand and led him into the bathroom. Turning the shower on, he pulled Orsen back into his arms and kissed him. Orsen moaned, his hands squeezing Santino’s ass, and Santino moved them under the water, letting it rain over them.
Orsen tilted his head back, his eyes closed, and Santino looked at him, seeing this gorgeous young man and again wondering if he was too old for Orsen. Orsen lifted up, then kissed Santino, and he decided he’d let Orsen decide. Santino wrapped his arms around Orsen, pushing him up against the wall. Orsen reached down, stroked Santino’s dick.
“Be careful. I might forget you’re a virgin.”
Orsen gasped, kissed him harder. “I want to, but I don’t know.”
“There is so much we can do before then. Enjoy all these moments.” Santino grabbed the shampoo. “This is one of them. Close your eyes.” Orsen did, and Santino washed his hair, hearing the soft moans from Orsen. “See how good it can be? We both know where this is going.”
“Like foreplay.”
“Yes, in a way. I like doing this.” Rinsing Orsen’s hair, Santino kissed Orsen’s plump lips. “Let’s get out and have somethingto eat.” Switching the shower off, he pulled Orsen out, then wrapped him in a towel. Once he was dry, he quickly dressed, then helped Orsen. “I cooked.”
“You did?” Orsen’s eyes lit up. “What did you cook for us?”
