Feelin' Love

Feelin' Love

Posted: January 2004
Title: Feelin' love
Author: Ida
Type: RPS
Characters: Craig/Orlando
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: The characters in this fiction exist in real life, but I wouldn't dare believe that they've ever done this! (one can still dream)
Warning: m/m sex...
Timeline: During the re-shoots in the summer 2003.
Author's Notes: Still the grammar stuff... English is only my second language. Sorry if I've managed to get some bad brit-slang in there... ;) This fic was inspired by the delicious beat and text in the song "Feelin' love" by Paula Cole (on the "City of Angels"-soundtrack). I highly recommend the readers of this fic to listen to the song... You'd get a better picture of it that way.

Summary: Orlando's having a party and wants Craig to stay for a bit...

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"This party's smashin', Orli!" Elijah shouted in Orlando's ear over the loud music thumping through the speakers of his stereo. "I wish you could get a new place every week!" Elijah smiled and patted him on the shoulder and danced off into the crowd of people in the room. Orlando had invited all of his set co-workers to his house warming party. Well, at least all of whom he knew best. Exactly all of them wouldn't fit in his new home. The old apartment he'd been given had accidentally been double booked for the extra scene shooting, an embarrassing fact for PJ and his staff, but they had prevented a minor catastrophe by giving Orli a larger, quite nicer one. This new place was very nice, actually. Exactly his style. Clean cut, classy, but still kind of cosy. He didn't have time to dwell over the matter, though, as his guests were busily tugging at him, wanting him to be everywhere at ones.

Craig eyed the crowd in the living room from his slightly higher position in the balcony doorway. The crisp night air cooled his back as the heat from inside warmed his face. His eyes had fallen on the host of the evening, Orli's mind-melting grin grazing everyone in his path as he made his way over to the drinks table. God, the boy was a sight for sore eyes… Craig's eyes left Orlando temporarily to let them wander over the interior of the apartment Orli had gotten from PJ. It was a very nice place, with the kitchen, living room and balcony at the ground floor and an open stairwell leading to a loft where the open bedroom was looking over the living room, with the open fireplace and the huge panorama windows at the balcony, the city of Wellington spread out before them. It fitted Orli to live in a place like this. Very masculine, but still with a lot of style and class.

The sound of a crash woke Craig out of his thoughts and his gaze sought the source. His eyes were met by the sight of Orli on his knees, picking up pieces of glass from the floor by the stairs. Craig put his own drink down and took some quick strides through the crowd over to the scene and bent down to help Orli.

"Be careful, there." He said as he picked up some glass at his feet. "Don't wanna be cutting your fingers of, now do we?"

The dark, rich voice woke Orlando from his mantra of cursing himself and he looked up from his nice handiwork and met Craig's deep blue eyes.

"No, I guess not." He smiled at the unexpected help. The others were to busy with dancing, talking and laughing, so no one had offered to help him. Except Craig. "I feel so clumsy. There really wasn't any reason for me to drop the glasses to start with!" He balanced back on to his feet and stood as Craig did the same, assuming most of the shards had been removed from the floor. "Thank you! Really appreciate it!" He flashed Craig a huge grin and inclined his head backwards. "Follow me!" He held the pieces of glass in his cupped hands and turned to walk to the kitchen.

Craig followed Orlando past their partying cast mates and put the glass in the bin Orli held out to him ones they'd reached the kitchen. Orli put the bin back in place under the sink and turned to Craig.

"So, what do you think of my new place, Parker?" He asked him as he leaned back and supported his hands on the edge of the sink, facing Craig. Craig crossed his arms in front of his chest comfortably and put his weight on his left leg, giving his hips a nice tilt. Orlando noticed and swallowed quickly, his gaze returning to meet Craig's.

"Well… I was just thinking back there how much I liked it. It's very…Orli!" He flashed him a grin and gesticulated with one of his hands in front of him to emphasize the point. Orlando returned the grin and nodded.

"Yeah, it is, isn't it?" He chuckled and lifted his wrist to get a look at the time. "I guess the others like it too… It's past 3.15, for Christ sake! I'm never getting these people out of here!" he said in mock despair and rolled his eyes at the crowd they could see through the wide kitchen door way. Craig chuckled.

"Well, just let me know if you need any help throwing any drunk hobbits out the door. I'd be happy to assist you!" He smiled, padded Orlando's upper arm gently and threw him a wink before leaving the kitchen to head for the balcony again, not knowing why he suddenly felt like he was in desperate need for air.

Orlando followed Craig's retreating form with his eyes and felt kind of left alone. The spot where Craig had touched him still tingled and he felt goose bumps rise all over his body. He tried to tell himself that this was insane. The possibility of Craig returning his feelings where at the absolute minimum. He'd developed this crush on Craig since their first meeting on set and it didn't show any signs of being lessened with time. Quite the opposite, actually. The broad shouldered, proud, dark beauty that was Craig seemed to be crowding his thoughts more and more lately. He shrugged off that line of thought and returned to the living room.

The first person he got hold on was Dom.

"Hi, Dom! Having a good time? Excellent! Hey, don't wanna sound rude, but don't you think you should be getting yourself home soon?" He smiled at him and before Dom had a chance to reply, he added "And be sure to get some of the other guys with you!" Orlando padded his shoulder. "Great! Thanks, buddy!" He left Dom standing and continued his path into the crowd. Dom snorted and muttered under his breath, shaking his head slightly.

Craig had seated himself on the balcony with a fresh drink in hand. He sighed and closed his eyes as he leaned back into the comfortable chair and took a long draught of his quite potent drink. He was all alone out in the brisk night air, his thoughts returning to the young boy his mind had seemed to have fixated itself on lately. The expressive brown eyes, slim body and that cute tussle of hair on his head… My, my… What a beauty he was.

He could hear the volume of the music lower inside the apartment and looked over his shoulder. He saw Orli and it looked like he was trying to get people out, without being too pushy. Craig got up from his seat and slowly followed the steady stream of merry party participants towards the front door, where Orlando was standing, hugging people and waving them off. Most of the guests had left, when it was Craig's turn to say goodnight to Orlando.

"Terrific party, Orli! Got to do it again some time!" He smiled at Orli, who smiled back. "But now I guess I'd better get going…" He started to walk through the door, when suddenly Orlando took hold of his arm and drew him back inside.

"No, stay!" When Craig's eyebrows lifted questionably Orli realized how that had come out and abruptly let go of his arm. "I mean… I was hoping someone could stay and keep me company while I cleared up the worst of the mess in here… I mean, if it's not too much to ask… I could fix you a cup of coffee or tee or…" He smiled shyly and lowered his face a little, looking at his feet in embarrassment.

"Of course I'll stay! I'll even help you with the clearing! And a cup of tee sounds great…" Craig smiled when Orlando lifted his head and grinned widely at him. How could he deny the incredibly beautiful anything? And besides…the prospect of being alone with Orlando was something he didn't want to miss!

As the last of the guests left Orli's apartment, Craig started to pick up glasses and cocktail napkins. Orlando closed the door, leaned against it and sighed heavily.

"God, I never thought they'd leave!" He chuckled as he walked up to the stereo and put on some mixed CD with slow songs he had gotten from a friend ones. He looked over to the other side of the room, where Craig was busy scraping peanuts of the snack table into the bin he held in his hand and Orlando drank in the sight of the very nice behind presented to him. He shook his head, smiling slightly and started picking up the empty beer bottles standing on the nearest table. They went about in the apartment and managed to get it pretty much in shape again, except for the dishes… That, Orlando would have to deal with in the morning.

"Go get yourself comfortable and I'll put on some tee!" Orlando waived Craig out on the balcony, dimmed the lighting and headed for the kitchen. Craig sat in the chair he had left earlier and glanced at his wrist watch. It was nearing 4.00 a.m. No point in going home and getting to bed at this hour. If you're awake now, you might as well be awake the rest of the day, he thought as he sat and watched the stars. After a while, Orlando arrived with two big mugs in hand and handed one to Craig.

"I hope you like vanilla… It was all I had." He said as he seated himself in the chair next to Craig. Orlando blew at his tee and took a small sip, almost burning his lips.

"Yes, I love vanilla. Thank you…" Craig smiled at Orli and turned to look at the sky again. "It's quite the view you got here." He inclined his head at the scene in front of them and Orlando made a sound of agreement.

"Yeah, it is…" A couple of minutes passed quietly between them as they listened to the music coming from inside and taking in their surroundings. Orlando didn't know if it was because of the warm tee he was drinking or Craig's presence, but he felt himself heat up slightly from inside. They'd never gotten to know each other properly during filming, the hobbits being his main gang. He found himself really wanting to get to know Craig now. In more than one way.

It was nice, having Orli this close, yet it wasn't close enough. Or at least that was what Craig's body was constantly reminding him of. The urge to reach over and pull Orli closer and snuggle up with him was getting unbearable. Or maybe he could be brave enough to steel a kiss from his lips before he left… His line of thought was interrupted when Orlando spoke again.

"Oh, I love this song… Listen…" Craig listened to the song playing on the stereo inside. It was a slow, relaxing beat that met his ears and a bright female voice started singing, giving it a sexy feeling.

"I think I've heard it before…but I don't remember where."

"It's from the ‘City of Angels'… You know, Meg Ryan…Nicholas Cage…"

"Yeah, that's right…" Craig trailed off as he tried to hear the text.

"Come." Orlando took the tee from Craig's hands and set it down on a small coffee table next to his own and stood up.

"Where are we going?" Craig looked up at Orli with a questioning look on his face.

"Just…come." Orlando offered his hand and Craig took it, standing up and following Orli inside. The room was dark except for a couple of lights that lit up the corners. Orlando stopped in the middle of the room and turned to face Craig. He still held his hand as he said "Dance with me."

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You make me feel like a sticky pistil leaning into her stamen.
You make me feel like Mr. Sunshine himself.
You make me feel like splendor in the grass where we're rolling
Damn skippy, baby

You make me feel like the Amazon's running between my thighs.
You make me feel love
You make me feel like a candy apple, all red and horny.
You make me feel like I want to be a dumb blonde

In a centrefold, the girl next door.
And I would open the door and I'd be all wet
With my tits soaking through this tiny little t-shirt
that I'm wearing and you would open the door and tie me up to the bed.

You make me feel love
Lover, I don't know who I am
Am I Barry White?
Am I hot inside?

What would I place with your hot conscious
Oh, baby
I will be your death, the moon light
Take your time
You make me feel love…

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"I'm sorry… What?" Craig must have heard him wrong. Orlando couldn't just have asked him to dance with him.

"Please, Craig. Dance with me…" Orli was looking pleadingly into Craig's eyes. "…just this song…" A thrill shot up Craig's spine as Orli stepped in closer and took hold of both of his hands and placed them around his slim waist, resting them on his hips. He then slowly drew his own hands up along Craig's arms and wound them around his neck, never breaking their gaze. They were exactly the same height, their faces hovering close. Orlando slowly started swaying his hips and leaned in to rest his chin on Craig's strong shoulder. Craig's heart beat sped up and he swallowed hard. He slowly followed Orli's example, swaying his hips from side to side and tightened his arms a little, wanting to feel Orli closer, the heat from their bodies intermingling. Orlando's sweet breath tickled his neck and he closed his eyes.

This was really something! Orlando had known that it would feel this good, having Craig this close. As they slowly turned on the spot to the beat of the music, he carefully inhaled the intoxicating scent that surrounded Craig. Craig's scent. My God, that he even dared to do this! He never thought he'd have the courage to ask, but this felt so right. So good. Orlando felt Craig pull them closer together and relaxed more into their embrace, leaning more fully against Craig's body, their hips brushing together slightly at times. The seducing song that surrounded them seemed to make Orlando bolder than usual and he carefully started to draw small, feathery light circles with his fingers on Craig's neck. He noticed goosebumps rising lightly under his fingertips and he felt a shiver pass through Craig's body. He himself had to bite his lip to keep from uttering a low moan when the hands resting around his waist started to move of their own accord, slowly, oh, so slowly, creeping down the small of his back and sliding down the round of his bottom, coming to rest there. Orlando lifted his chin from Craig's shoulder and leaned back to look at him. When their eyes met, he saw want in Craig's eyes that he knew mirrored his own. His pupils were almost covering the blue of his eyes and they shone with what Orlando could only describe as lust. Without conscious thought, Orli's tongue came out to wet his lips and his heart skipped a beat when he saw Craig's eyes follow the movement, then dart up to focus on Orlando's eyes again. They had stopped moving, but the music was still beating, a daze in the background as blood surged in Orlando's ears.

"Craig…" he whispered. The rest went like in slow-motion. He forgot to breath when Craig leaned in and pressed his lips against Orlando's in what would be their first kiss. Orlando sighed and opened his mouth to welcome the moist tongue that lapped at his lips. They moaned simultaneously as their tongues met and Orlando's eyes drifted shut. He tightened his hold on Craig's neck as the teasing tongue coaxed his own to follow in their own private dance, caressing each other. Craig was kissing him in way that he'd never been kissed before. Demanding and needy, yet very soft and careful. It was unbelievably sexy and he could feel his awakening cock pulsate with need. This was ‘being swept away'.

Orlando was everything he'd ever dreamed of. Innocent, yielding and incredibly sweet, both in taste and in his responses. Craig carefully squeezed the firm cheeks in his hands and his knees went weak when the sweetest whimper escaped Orli's lips. He wanted to feel Orli fully against him, and with a groan he gave a quick flex to his wrists, which caused their hard erections to crash together. The keen cry that erupted from Orlando at the sudden contact caused them to break their kiss.

"Holy shit!" Orlando panted as he tried to regain some of his stolen breath. He was looking at Craig with wide eyes, as if in astonishment. A smile grazed Craig's features.

"I quite agree." he said in a voice darkened by arousal. "I've wanted to do that for the longest time now…" Orlando blinked.

"You have?" He hadn't exactly been oblivious to the flirting he had gotten from Craig, but he hadn't dared to think that it ever meant something, that his feelings could be returned.

"Yes, I have." Craig smiled wickedly, unconsciously making himself, if possible, even more sexy.

"Me too…" Orlando gave him a small smile before he leaned in and captured Craig's lips again. As they melted into another kiss, their hands started roaming over each others bodies. Orlando's left hand massaged Craig's shoulder, while the other tangled it's fingers in his soft, dark hair, caressing his scalp. Craig's hands found their way in under the hem of Orlando's shirt and caressed a strong back covered with the softest skin he'd ever touched. All the time they were grinding their hips together, Orlando stroking himself like a cat against Craig, a moan escaping them both every time they felt the press of the others hardness. Orlando's world was spinning out of control, and finally he had to break away from the kiss so he wouldn't black out from all the sensations. He leaned his forehead against Craig's to catch his breath.

"My god… This is amazing!" Craig said breathlessly as Orli panted with a slightly open mouth.

"I know what would make it even better!" Orli said in a low voice, meeting Craig's gaze steadily. He leaned in and gave Craig's ear a feathery light kiss, whispering. "Make love to me, Craig… Please." A wave of warmth flowed trough Craig at hearing those words from Orlando. The thought of them being together made his stomach contract deliciously and made him deliriously happy. But he was not laughing. He was looking at the young man in his arms with hot intensity, and it seemed to make Orli a little unsure. When Craig spoke again, it was with utter seriousness.

"Yes." He said simply, yet it was obvious how much he needed it too. "Yes, Orlando, I will. God knows how much I want to." He leaned in and captured Orlando's lips again, and this time the kiss held a promise. A promise of pleasure, given and taken. It made Orlando clutch at Craig's shoulders and moan weakly. Craig's hands roamed lower and he dipped two fingers under the waistband of Orlando's jeans and into his boxers. He caressed the sensitive area just above the curve of round, firm buttocks, his touch whispering across the little dimples there, lightly tracing the beginnings of the path between Orlando's cheeks. Orli whimpered helplessly, enjoying the light, yet very arousing, touch. He broke the kiss and gasped as another hand crept to the front of his pants to cup his painfully hard cock.

"Come." Craig smiled at the look of an Orlando with lips swollen from kissing and a glazed pair of eyes. "Let's get to bed before we're unable to move from the spot!"

The bed was reached with frantic kissing up the strairs, fumbling with buttons and clothes flying through the air. Finally, they stood beside Orlando's big bed and looked at eachother. Orli's lips formed into a teasing smile as he sat down on the edge of the bed. He held Craig's gaze as he slowly slid further into the middle. The vision of Orlando lying wantonly on a bed, his elbows supporting him, a knee drawn up slightly, a bulge showing in his boxers, his eyes still locked on Craig's, was the most erotic thing Craig had ever seen. A groan escaped his lips as he leaned down and started to crawl towards Orlando, never breaking their eye contact. Orli watched with hungry eyes as Craig drew closer, the fine muscles flexing in his chest. He crawled until he hovered over Orlando, leaned down and captured his lips in a slow seducing kiss. Orlando's muscles whent week, and with a moan he reached his hands up and held Craig's neck as he slowly settled his head down against the covers. Craig lowered himself and covered Orlando's body with his own.

It felt good, having the weight of Craig's body pushing him further into the mattress and he spread his legs so that Craig could settle between them.

When Craig's lower body sank in between Orlando's open legs, their erections met unyieldingly, a moan escaping them both. Craig slowly broke their kiss and looked down at Orli, a teasing smile grazing his lips as he rolled his hips slowly, sliding his hard cock over Orlando's. The sensation was great, even though they still had their boxers on.

"Mmmmm." Orlando moaned and slowly slid his hands down Craig's back.

"D'you like that?" he asked teasingly, his eyes glittering with mirth.

"Uh-huh!" Orlando panted and nodded. He reached into Craig's boxers and caressed smooth cheeks, feeling the strong muscles flex as Craig moved over him. He clasped the flesh in his hands and pushed down, pressing Craig hard against him. Craig drew a gasp of pleasure as his eyes drifted shut.

He kept up the movement as he started to kiss his way down Orlando's neck, lapping at a very tempting collarbone. Orlando closed his eyes and enjoyed everything Craig was doing to his body. And right now, his body was on fire.

Craig continued his exploration of Orlando's beautiful, young body and soon found a nipple to worship. As his tongue teased the peaked nipple, his hands went on their own route down the body that writhed under him. They stopped to rest at the hips and when Craig's mouth continued down Orlando's lightly muscled stomach, he hooked two fingers under the waistband of the boxers and slowly slid them down and off his legs. Orli gasped when his erection sprang free. Craig nuzzled the soft, dark hair that surrounded Orlando's arousal, extended his tongue and slowly drew a wet trail up along the underside of Orlando's rock hard shaft. Orli moaned and tangled his fingers in Craig's hair. He held on as Craig's lips surrounded the leaking tip and lapped at the pearly fluid that had gathered there. He let the tip of his tongue trace the edge of flesh just under the head and Orlando whimpered with pleasure. Craig opened his throat and swept down, taking all of Orlando. Orli moaned and his hips bucked up into the wet warmth of Craig's mouth. Craig swallowed and the muscles of his throat mercilessly squeezed Orlando. Craig felt that Orlando was not far away from coming and dropped the hard flesh from his mouth with a loving kiss and lifted his head to look up at Orlando.

"Do you want to take this further?" he asked, slowly rubbing the inside of Orli's thigh with one hand. Orlando opened his eyes and looked down at Craig. He knew what the man wanted. Orlando wanted it just as badly.

"There's lube in the top drawer." He pointed at the nightstand that stood by his bed and gave Craig a small smile. Craig smiled back at him and kissed his hipbone before backing away to reach for the drawer. He rummaged through it until he found a tube and closed the drawer, looking back at Orlando. Craig crawled back and kissed him deeply, opened the tube and squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers. He continued the deep kiss as he reached back and ushered Orlando's legs further apart. He found the tight opening and circled it with one of his lubed fingers. The muscles tightened in reflex and when they relaxed again, Craig slowly pushed a finger inside. Orlando moaned into Craig's mouth and the finger was greedily accepted. Orlando's hands was constantly massaging Craig's strong back. Craig gently broke their kiss and looked down at a flushed Orlando. He crooked the finger buried inside of him and felt the tip brush Orli's prostate. A high pitched whimper issued from Orlando's lips and when Craig did it again, the sensation was overwhelming. Orlando moaned shamelessly as his eyes rolled back into his head. Craig chuckled at Orli's responses. He drew out his finger and on his way back in, he added another finger. He moved them in and out of Orlando's tight opening, loosening the muscles, avoiding his sweet spot for the moment. His other hand found Orli's cock and started stroking it in time with his finger's thrusts. He leaned down and gave Orlando's tempting lips a kiss.

"Are you okay?" he asked, not wanting to hurt Orlando. Orli opened his eyes and met Craig's with a smile.

"You have to ask?" He chuckled, the sweet laughter turning into a moan as Craig's fingers brushed his prostate again. "I'm not going to last much longer, here..." he whispered. Craig's leaned down and whispered against Orli's lips.

"Don't hold back. Come for me." He added a third finger and Orlando felt himself being stretched. Craig pushed his fingers into Orli's sweet spot and worked his weeping need with short, quick strokes. That was Orlando's undoing and he came with a loud moan escaping his lips. Craig closed his eyes as the muscles surrounding his fingers squeezed him and he couldn't help from imagining that it was his shaft being squeezed in such a way. The thought made him moan low as the body beneath shook in the aftershocks of climax. Craig continued the movement with his fingers inside Orlando, being careful not to touch his oversensitive prostate.

"I want you inside me, Craig." Orlando moaned as Craig shifted to remove his boxers. "I need to feel you." Craig chuckled and sat back on his heels and hooked his hands under Orlando's shoulders, rising him to sit on his knees, facing him. Orli looked at him questionably, not knowing exactly what Craig wanted him to do. Craig smiled and handed him the lube. Orlando looked at the tube in his hand, shifting his gaze to the proud erection that stood from Craig's groin. His tongue came out to wet his lips and his eyes met Craig's again, a small smile curving his lips. He leaned in and gave Craig a deep kiss, coating his hand with the lubricant. He put the tube aside and slowly started to stroke Craig's smooth cock. Craig moaned as he was prepared to enter Orlando. He was quickly getting lost in the sensation Orli's teasing hand was creating. He'd been holding back long now.

"No more." He removed the hand and looked at Orlando from under lowered lids. "You would end this far too quickly if you kept that up. Wouldn't want that, now, would we?" Orlando shook his head.

"Good, because we've got a much more delicious solution coming, don't we?" Craig smiled seductively and Orlando smiled back.

"Yes." He leaned forward, resting his hands on Craig's shoulders and their lips locked in yet another kiss. Craig's hands lifted Orlando's bottom and ushered him closer, Orli opening his legs and sliding his knees forward beside Craig's legs. When Orli was as close to Craig as he could get, they broke the kiss and looked at each other. Craig spread Orlando's cheeks and slowly started to lower him until the tip of his arousal brushed his entrance.

"I want you to tell me to stop at ones if it's uncomfortable. I don't want to hurt you, Orlando." Craig said seriously. Orlando closed his eyes as if to consider and when he opened them again, he said

"You won't." And with that he pressed himself down onto the hard cock. He gasped and shuddered when the tight ring of muscle was breeched by the tip and stopped moving.

"Sssh. Take it slow." Craig whispered and stroked Orli's back like he would stroke a crying child. Orlando took a deep breath and slowly started to lower himself further down onto Craig's shaft. He didn't stop until he was sitting fully in Craig's lap, having him buried to the hilt. He breathed with slow, heavy breaths as his body adjusted to the feeling of being filled. Craig sported some considerable girth, and not even his careful preparations had gotten Orli's body ready for that. Craig kissed his neck, followed by his jawline, and nuzzled his ear.

"Take all the time you need, my beautiful." he whispered. Orlando closed his eyes and tightened his hold on Craig neck as he slowly lifted himself. Craig moaned, Orlando's hot tunnel creating an amazing suction as he rose up. He went as far as letting Craig's cock leave him completely before he sat down again, this time with a little more force.

"Oh, God!" Orlando moaned and rolled his hips a little to get more comfortable, making Craig's cock swirl slightly inside of him. He gasped and did it again. Craig moaned as his arousal brushed the hard spot that was Orlando's prostate. Orlando whimpered at the contact and the sound made Craig's hips thrust upwards unintentionaly. Orlando's head fell backwards and he moaned helplessly as the sensations washed through him. Craig saw the turmoil of emotion inside of Orli and chuckled to himself. He gave his hips another thrust and Orlando's response came as true as a tidal wave. With a growl Craig lifted the almost limp form that was Orlando by the hips. He slowly moved him up and down his shaft, keeping an angle to his hips, so that every downstroke send him in contact with Orli's prostate. Orlando helped him the best that he could and his own cock was quickly re-awakening. He reached for it, but got his hand slapped away. Craig looked at him with a burning gaze and took hold of Orli's already rock hard erection, stroking it in time with their movements. Orlando held himself upright by clutching at Craig's shoulders and he rolled his hips faster and faster, feeling his second release building. Craig knew that Orli was close and sped up his thrust, wanting to come with him.

Orlando panted hard with his mouth open and felt the sweat on his brow start to drip down his body. He felt his release being very close now and with a final groan he sat down hard on Craig's shaft with all the strength he had left.

"Craig!" He moaned as his cock twitched, spilling his seed on Craig's hand. The spasms, which caused his inner muscles to contract, squeezed Craig's cock mercilessly and with a loud moan, he tumbled over the edge, following Orlando into his release. Orli felt a strange warmth flood him and with a smile he realized that it was Craig spilling himself deep inside of him.

Craig felt all his strength drain from him in what was the most intense orgasm of his life, and he just fell backwards, landing against the sheets of Orlando's bed. Orlando followed him down and just lay there, resting his head on Craig's chest, feeling it rise and fall with his quick breath. Craig was still inside of him, enjoying the feeling of him going slack again. Finally he let Craig slip from him and he snuggled up beside him, smiling when Craig's strong arms surrounded him, pulling him closer.

"I can't believe we just did that." Orlando said in awe. "I mean, why haven't we discovered this before?" Craig shrugged and looked down into Orli's face.

"I don't know... Maybe we've been to blinded by each other to notice anything else." He smiled. "I know I have." He leaned down and kissed Orlando's lips softly.

"I think I'm in love with you, Craig." Orlando said when they broke apart. Craig smiled at his new lover and whispered.

"I'm in love with you, too, Orlando."

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THE END

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