Cody burst out laughing, then slapped Devon on the back. “I think I like you.”
“Good, because when I break the law, I can get you to sweet talk TJ into not arresting me.”
“You’re planning on breaking the law?” Cody arched an eyebrow.
“I’m a teenager.” Devon rolled his eyes. “Of course I’m going to do something stupid. It’s the only time I can get away with it.”
“I’ll put in a good word for you.” Cody shook his head. “This is going to be fun.”
“Orsen. Give me your number, then we can arrange the sleepover,” Devon said as he pulled his phone out. Orsen looked at Cody, then smiled. He had friends. After all these years, he had friends. Life was good.
Chapter Eighteen
Santino played with Charlie as he waited for Orsen, throwing his ball into the garden and watching Charlie chase after it. The sun was setting, the sky a beautiful mix of reds and oranges and dark blues. A few scattered clouds lazily crossed the sky and once again Santino knew he’d made the right decision to move here. Robinson was good for him.
He’d enjoyed city life. Everything he needed was there. There were clubs when he wanted to go out, have fun, and maybe do more with a willing man or two, but eventually, it became boring. He knew some men who were still clubbing and picking up other men, but Santino wanted a home and a family and a man he could call his own.
Coming to Robinson, making friends, and living life at a slower pace, suited Santino. The friends he’d made were ones he knew he’d have for the rest of his life. Robinson was the place where he wanted to have roots, have that safety and security ofknowing this place was for him. Then he’d met Orsen, and his life had changed again.
Orsen. So young and innocent despite having grown up in a truly awful environment. Sometimes Santino forgot about Orsen’s past. He had a way of looking at life and finding the good in it. Santino wished he was more like that, but living in the city and seeing how people treated each other had wiped some of that away. Orsen wouldn’t be suited for city life at all. He’d had that thought multiple times now, had even talked about it, but it remained true. City life would crush Orsen when he needed to find his place and grow into the man he was meant to be. No, Santino would help Orsen grow, find his place in the world, and be there for Orsen when he needed him.
Going back inside, Santino checked the chicken parmesan, saw it was cooking nicely, and closed the oven just as Charlie came bounding into the kitchen and dropped his saliva-covered ball on the floor. “Charlie! You know not to bring that in here.” Santino cringed as he picked the tennis ball up with one finger and thumb, then held it at arm’s length as he walked outside, somehow not tripping over Charlie. He didn’t want another trip to the ER because of his dog. He could see TJ’s face now when he found out.
“I think you’ve put weight on. What has Cody been feeding you? And yes, I know it was Cody. TJ follows the rules. Cody? Not so much. You have him wrapped around your paw. I bet he’s been sneaking you bits of food when TJ wasn’t around.” Charlie’s tongue fell out of the side of his mouth as he panted. Santino threw the ball, seeing the saliva flying off. “Yuck.”
Back inside, he scrubbed his hands, then grinned when he heard a knock on the front door. Drying his hands, he opened the front door and got a armful of Orsen. Somehow, he managed to shut the front door, his lips glued to Orsen’s. “I’ve missed you,” Orsen murmured between kisses. Orsen dropped his bag,then jumped Santino. Not that Santino was complaining. He loved how happy Orsen was to see him, and the feeling was more than mutual.
Shooing Charlie away, who had run inside as soon as he’d heard Orsen’s voice, Santino carried Orsen to the bedroom, then let him slowly slide down his body. As soon as Orsen’s feet touched the floor, he tugged at Santino’s shirt. “I want you. Take this off. I want to touch you. I want to see you naked.”
Santino kissed him, his hands gripping Orsen’s ass. “We don’t have to do anything tonight.”
“I want to. I’m ready.” Orsen began unbuttoning Santino’s shirt. “Please. I want this with you.”
Santino palmed Orsen’s face, staring into his captivating eyes. “Are you sure? We can do other things.”
“You have to trust me. I want this. I’m ready. I’ve been ready for a while, but I wanted to wait a little longer.” Orsen tugged on Santino’s shirt again. “Take this off. Let me see you.”
Santino undressed, watching Orsen stare as he pushed the buttons through the holes of his shirt before Orsen ran his hands up and over Santino’s chest and across his shoulders, pushing the shirt off. Santino shrugged his shoulders, so the material fell to his wrists, and then undid the cuffs, allowing it to fall to the floor. Orsen reached out to stroke his fingers over Santino’s cheek, and Santino turned his head and kissed his fingers, then stepped back and pulled Orsen’s T-shirt off.
Orsen ran his hands over Santino, making him hiss when he plucked his nipples. When Orsen stepped closer and licked one of them, Santino held his head, gasping when he sucked the nipple, making it hard. Orsen licked back up Santino’s chest, then kissed him. Santino sank into the kiss, holding the sides of Orsen’s face as he deepened the kiss.
Lifting his head, Santino smiled as he moved Orsen to the bed and pushed him down. Orsen sat while Santino crouchedin front of him and lifted each of Orsen’s feet to remove his sneakers and socks. Orsen fell back on the bed as Santino reached for his belt, unbuckled it, slid it through the loops, and dropped it to the floor. He undid the button on Orsen’s jeans and lowered the zipper.
Orsen lifted his hips as Santino gripped his jeans and pulled them down along with his briefs. The sound of his erection slapping his skin caused Orsen to close his eyes but made Santino grin. The sight of him hard and leaking had his cock jerking in his trousers. When Orsen rolled his head away, Santino reached up and touched his cheek. Orsen turned his face, his eyes opening, his brilliant blue eyes sparkling. “Don’t look away, Orsen. I love seeing you like this.”
Santino stood and began to strip, watching Orsen’s eyes widen as they traveled over his body. He maintained eye contact as he undressed, and by the time he was naked, he was more than ready to take Orsen. The bed dipped as he crawled across it, and he gasped when his hard cock slid across Orsen’s hip. He caressed Orsen’s cheek and Orsen’s lips parted as Santino slid his lips over them.
Their legs tangled, their hips sliding together as Santino’s chest moved over Orsen’s. Santino rubbed their cocks together, sending shivers of pleasure through him. They both moaned as Orsen leaned in and kissed him, sliding his tongue across Santino’s lips. He shivered as his tongue touched Orsen’s, their breath mingling. Orsen’s hands gripped his back, his nails digging in, causing Santino to moan at the little spikes of pain.
Santino pushed a knee between Orsen’s legs and spread them. As Santino settled between them, Orsen arched up, rubbing against him, creating a delicious friction on Santino’s cock that had him moaning again. Orsen wrapped his legs around Santino’s waist and squeezed as he slid his hands into Santino’s hair, pulling him down. Santino moaned, loving the way Orsengrabbed him, and he thrust his tongue into Orsen’s mouth as soon as their lips connected again.
Santino bit his lip, and Orsen canted his hips up, rubbing his cock harder against Santino’s, pleasure racing through Santino’s body again. Pushing a hand in between them, he gripped both their cocks, stroking them together, causing Orsen to arch further off the bed.
Santino gripped their dicks tighter.
“Santino… don’t stop.”
“I’m just getting started, Orsen.”
