Orsen put his arm over his eyes. “They licked each other. You did it once.”
“Ah, rimming.”
Pulling his arm away, Orsen’s brow furrowed. “Why is it called rimming?”
“Because you spend most of your time licking or sucking the outer edge of your anus.”
Snorting, Orsen said, “anus.”
“Asshole, butthole. Whatever you want to call it. Anus is the proper name.”
“I know, but it sounded funny.” Orsen grinned.
“You want me to eat you out? Rim your ass? Fuck it with my tongue?”
Orsen nodded, panting. “Only if you want to.”
“Oh, I want to, but I was waiting for you to let me know. Tell me what else you watched?”
“A sixty-nine. I want to do that with you. And I want to touch you there as well. And there were so many positions. I wantto try them all when I’m ready.” Orsen sat up. “And they had handcuffs–” Orsen slapped a hand over his mouth.
“You want me to cuff you or the other way around?”
“I shouldn’t have said anything.” Orsen climbed off the bed, his chest tight. “I’m sorry.”
“Hey.” Santino grabbed Orsen’s arm. “This is a whole new world for you. You’re going to want to try different things, and there is nothing wrong with that.”
“Have you done things like that?” Orsen let Santino pull him into his arms, his large hands sliding over his back.
“I have. Remember, I said I went to clubs and met guys and had fun? I did some of that, too. I was young like you and wanted to have new experiences sexually. I’ve done a lot of things, so I know what I like and don’t like.”
“And did you like those things?”
“Bondage?”
Orsen wrinkled his nose. “No.”
Chuckling, Santino kissed Orsen’s forehead and Orsen sighed. “Cuffing someone is a form of bondage, just like using ties to bind their wrists or rope to form intricate patterns over their skin. There is nothing wrong if you like that.”
Those words calmed Orsen, and he kissed Santino’s shoulder. “Can we try?”
“We can try it all when you’re ready.” Santino lifted Orsen’s head and kissed his lips. “And don’t forget toys.”
Orsen sucked in a breath. “Toys?”
“Yes. Dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, plus many more. We can try them all.”
“Oh yes, please.” Orsen kissed Santino again. “I want to try them all.”
“You’re staying over tonight.” Santino kissed him back, his hands grabbing Orsen’s ass and Orsen pushed back, wanting to feel Santino touch him there. He’d been wanting it more andmore but hadn’t said anything because he wasn’t sure how, but now he knew he could.
“Touch me, Santino. Please.”
Santino’s finger slid between his asscheeks, rubbing his hole. “This?”
Shuddering, Orsen nodded. “It feels so good.”
“I know. I touch myself when I’m coming.”
