Santino moved from Orsen’s lips to his jaw, working his way around to Orsen’s ear and gently biting it. Licking down Orsen’s neck, he sucked hard at the base, causing Orsen to shudder, his hands tightening on Santino’s arms.
“Love how you react,” Santino muttered as he continued to bite, lick, and kiss down Orsen’s body until he reached one of his nipples. Catching Orsen’s eyes, he held his stare as his head dipped and his wet tongue circled Orsen’s nipple. Orsen gripped his arms again when Santino blew cold air across it, causing the nipple to harden.
“Look at that,” Santino murmured as he squeezed the nipple between his fingers, watching Orsen jerk, then moan when Santino replaced his fingers with his mouth and tongue. “I love how sensitive these are,” Santino whispered as he licked a path from one nipple to the other.
“Oh shit…” Orsen groaned when Santino bit him.
Santino chuckled. “I know you like this, Orsen.”
“I do. Please. Do it again.”
Santino smiled around his nipple as he sucked it in, causing a tremor to run through Orsen’s body. Santino moved from Orsen’s nipples, stroking his body, caressing it with his hands, worshiping it with his mouth, tongue and teeth. Everytime Santino bit him, Orsen jerked in response. “Again,” he whispered. “Please.”
Santino leaned back, staring at Orsen’s body. “I like seeing my marks on your skin. How red they are. You look so beautiful, Orsen.” He smiled at Orsen before kissing his abdomen and licking across the warm skin. “So beautiful.”
“I love you,” Orsen whispered. Santino moved up, hovered over Orsen’s face. “Don’t tell me I can’t feel this way. I do. I know I do, just like I know you care for me.”
“I do care about you. I can’t imagine not having you in my life. You make me happy to come home at night.”
Orsen smiled. “Kiss me.”
Santino smiled as their lips touched, then moaned when Orsen sucked on his tongue. They ate each other’s mouths until Santino moved back down Orsen’s body, teasing him with licks and sucks and bites. By the time Santino made it to Orsen’s groin, Orsen was in constant motion. Santino bypassed his cock, which was begging for attention, and pushed his balls up so he could lick underneath them before licking up the crease on the other side and sucking on the skin. Santino looked up and ran his hands over Orsen’s skin, watching the way Orsen’s muscles contracted under his hands and goosebumps appeared on his skin.
“Have I told you how fantastic you smell? I could stay down here all day, licking and sucking and biting. And your dick? I love tasting it, feeling it in my mouth and down my throat.”
“You have to stop talking like that.”
“Why, Orsen?” He had a good idea, judging by the way Orsen’s dick leaked pre-come all over his abs. It appeared he liked being spoken to in that way. “I love watching it twitch when I touch it.”
Orsen groaned at Santino’s words and closed his eyes when Santino crawled over him and bent down to take Orsen’s lips in a demanding kiss. Quickly releasing them, Santino moved backdown his chest, sucking and biting, leaving marks on Orsen’s skin. All the way down until he reached his cock, which was now constantly leaking pre-come, bubbling from the head and trailing down the shaft to pool at its base.
He blew hot air across the head of Orsen’s dick, watched the pre-come leak from the slit, and licked around the head, then moved down the shaft, his mouth sucking up the pre-come before lapping at the pool beneath. Orsen groaned loudly, and when Santino looked up, he met Orsen’s eyes and slid his tongue over the head and down the shaft again.
Santino continued south, sucking one of Orsen’s balls into his mouth and running his tongue over the wrinkled skin. Santino kept sucking as he pulled off and Orsen watched the skin stretch before Santino released it. He did the same to Orsen’s other ball, and Orsen gripped the sheet as his hips jerked up, his soft cry filling the air. “Santino.”
“Hold your legs up,” Santino ordered. “I want to play with your ass.”
Chapter Nineteen
Orsen bit his lip as he stared at Santino. He knew what Santino wanted to do to him, and the last time he’d done it, Orsen had fucking loved it. He gripped the back of his thighs and pulled his legs up and spread them wide, exposing his hole to Santino’s eyes. Santino maintained eye contact with him as he slowly lowered his mouth and flicked his tongue over Orsen’s hole. Orsen groaned, that soft touch arcing through his body. Santino flattened his tongue and licked over him, moving up to his balls, taking one in his mouth and sucking hard.
“Oh fuck, Santino...” Orsen mumbled as he shuddered, pleasure rushing through his groin to spiral outward.
Santino released his ball and slid back down, moving his tongue over Orsen’s hole again. He licked across it again and again, before finally starting to circle the muscle with the tip of his tongue. Flattening his tongue, Santino rubbed it over Orsen’s wrinkled flesh and Orsen arched back into the bed, gripping his thighs as he cried out. Pure bliss shot through his channel,and he shivered as goose bumps appeared on his skin. He loved Santino rimming him. The feeling was indescribable.
Santino moved back and gently bit Orsen’s thigh as his hands slid over Orsen’s abdomen, stopping to tweak his nipples. Moving up, Santino took the head of Orsen’s cock in his mouth, sucking it before circling his tongue around it, dipping it into his slit. Santino sat back slightly, slowly stroking Orsen’s cock, watching Orsen. Orsen shuddered when Santino’s grip tightened, then cried out when Santino took his dick back in his mouth, swallowing him down. Santino hummed around the head, and Orsen groaned as the vibrations moved over it and down his shaft, his legs twitching.
“I think you’re trying to kill me.”
Santino pulled off, grinned up at him, then Orsen felt Santino’s hands on his shaft as his thumbs began rubbing over the sensitive area below his head. Orsen jerked and groaned, his legs twitching again as Santino chuckled softly. Santino’s hand moved down to the base of his cock as his lips parted, sucking the head back in. Orsen watched Santino’s cheeks hollow, biting his lip as Santino’s head bobbed up and down on his cock. Santino’s hand moved in time with the movement of his head, and within seconds, Orsen’s balls tightened, and his stomach muscles clenched.
Santino’s other hand gripped his balls as Orsen threw his head back at the conflicting sensations and cried out. He could feel a fine layer of sweat break out across his skin, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He gripped his thighs, fingernails digging into his skin as they started to shake, and he tried to slow down his impending orgasm. The feeling of Santino’s mouth on his cock was heaven, and Orsen knew he was going to come.
Orsen squeezed his eyes shut as Santino sucked his cock harder before releasing it. Panting, he opened his eyes and watched as Santino sucked a finger into his mouth and ran histongue around it. He bit his lip as Santino lowered the finger and traced his hole with it. Slowly, he circled it, first in one direction and then the other, but he never tried to push past the muscle. He ran his finger from his hole up to the base of his balls and then back down again before running it around his puckered flesh.
He knew what Santino wanted to do, but could he let him? He’d asked for this, dreamed of this.
Nodding slowly, Orsen bit his lip and slowly moved his feet to rest them on Santino’s thighs. At the same time, Santino gently pressed the tip of his finger into Orsen’s hole. Orsen’s hands gripped his thighs tight, and he arched slightly off the bed. His eyes opened wide, and his breathing stuttered. It burned.
