GREEN TEA APHRODISIACS

(Disclaimer: I do not know Johnny or Orlando. This is a work of fiction and I do not earn any money from my work. Just the satifaction of enjoying what I do.)

GREEN TEA APHRODISIACS


It was a warm, humid morning in the Bahamas. Johnny and Orlando had put in 12 hours of sword play and hard work the night before..
As the sun rose, beaming through the thin curtains, Johnny could not but help let out a low moan with his stretch.
"Damn Sun." He muttered to the empty room.
He began to remember the night before. There was red wine, he remembered that, and his guitar..
"I think I was trying to play some blues." He muttered to himself, rubbing the sunlight out of his eyes...but there was something else. Ah, yes, Orlando, drunk as a skunk and unable to go home.
He sat up in bed, throbbing post winefest headache building at the base of his neck. He reached to the floor where he remembered tossing his jeans earlier that morning.
He walked into the space separating his "Captains" quarters, as the sign on the door read and the small "first mates" quarters adjoining it. When he placed his ear to the door he heard even breathing coming from the other side. Orlando was still in a drunken sleep.
He pushed the door open to find the young man lying face down, eyes hidden by the crook of his arm. He pulled the blankets back daringly and climbed in beside his new found friend. He started tracing circles on his light brown skin and then blew lightly between the shoulder blades, hoping to gently awaken the hung over Brit.
"MMMM! NO, don't wanna bloody get up." Orlando moaned loudly "It's my day off."
"No kidding" Johnny answered.
Orlando was a little confused to find Johnny in his bed and of all things caressing and blowing on his back.
"I have a headache." The Brit moaned.
"Well I would say that it is the result of the 4 bottles of cheap wine we consumed last night, but..."
"But what?"
"You and I drank the most expensive shit in my collection...so I guess we just had too much vino and blues..." Johnny stated, remembering the bottles of $2000 French wine and the drunk attempt at some blues on his new guitar.
"Sorry, Johnny."
"No, it's ok. You're worth it........" Johnny ended abruptly, clearing his throat. He reached up and brushed the curly locks from the mans eyes.
Orlando sweetly smiled at such a intimate gesture. Johnny's face was but just inches from his. He leaned over and placed a kiss on Johnny's forehead.
"That's sweet Johnny. Thanks. I had a good time." He started to raise himself off the bed, flopped back down holding the back of neck and head.
"AWWWW!" he screamed.
"I have a cure for that." Johnny stated excitedly, jumped out of the bed and went through the connecting door between the two rooms. He reached into his shaving kit and pulled out a clear bottle with green clear oil inside. The label reading "Natural Green Tea Warming Oil" with the brand name printed in Chinese style lettering stating "Kama Sutra Therapy".
He returned to Orlando, straddled his back and opened the bottle. He then poured the liquid into the palms of his hands, rubbed them briskly together and blew into them with his warm breathe. He reached up to Orlando's neck and upper back and began to massage him gently. He then blew onto the Brit's soft, youthful, golden brown skin.
"OH.." was all Orlando could muster. He began to wonder if this was as sensually erotic for Johnny as it was for him, or was it just a friendly gesture to soothe a bloody hangover?
"Maybe we should do this more often." He said in barely more than a whisper. "The vino and blues I mean."
Johnny could see a slight pink rising on the boys sharp cheekbones.
"Anytime you want, mate..any time you want..."
The warmth of the lotion and Johnny's artistic hands, were beginning to go to his head and he could feel all the blood coursing through his veins and gather in the pulsating region between his legs.
That's when Johnny decided that Orlando probably had some lower back muscle pain too. He reached down and slowly folded the top of his boxers down and lightly poured the oil onto his lower back. The liquid pooled in the slight dimples of his lower back, He then drew a line with the oil along the long scar down Orlando's spine. Johnny leaned over and lightly blew his breathe onto the oil and his skin.
"The air warms it up" he said with a slight winded laugh. "It taste good too.." He laughed and ran his tongue along the band of the top of Orlando's boxers and then along his scar, using only the tip of his tongue.
"Feels nice, do you treat all of your drunken over night guest with such spoiling's?'
"Uh, no, just the ones I adore" his hands began to rub the slender hips that lay before him. He slipped his finger tips under the elastic waistband and made small circular motions on his skin of his upper buttocks with his thumbs, wrapping the other digits onto his hipbones.. When he looked up into Orlando's eyes they were a dark pool of brown, somewhat like chocolate pudding. They looked into each others eyes for several moments, until Orlando broke the silence.
"My head hurts. Here..." he said pointing to his temples, rolling over so that he and Johnny were face to face, abdomen to abdomen.
"Oh" Johnny responded and began to place his oily finger tips on the young man's temples. He then ran his oiled index finger over Orlando's full lips and leaned down to lightly taste the Green Tea flavor left on the shiny, moist surface. It was a light, brief kiss. But the tingling ,warm sensation brought Orlando over the edge. The warmth left behind was the single most erotic feeling he had ever experience in his 25 years of life. His eyes grew wide and with one swift move he reached up, pulled Johnny's body down, by the nape of his neck, on top of him and slipped his tongue inside his warm tea flavored mouth.
The taste lingering there reminded him of licorice, sweet tobacco, merlot and green tea. He thought he tasted a bit of honey too. But he was not sure. When they parted, they were both breathing very hot and rapid.
"WoW!" Orlando shouted."Is that oil magic or what?"
"NO." Johnny answered...."You are."
Orlando rolled onto his side and Johnny once again began to trace the long scar down his spine.
"Will you tell me what happened here?" He asked, while lightly running his finger tip up and down the deep, long scar.
"I fell three stories off a friends balcony and broke my spine. I was never supposed to walk again. But 17 days and 3 surgeries later I walked out on crutches."
"Determined and stubborn are we?" Johnny questioned.
"Absolutely." Orlando responded. " I wasn't going to let a little thing such as a broken spine ruin my plans."
"And what plans are those, Orlando."
"Why to become an actor and work with living legends such as yourself..."
Johnny had to laugh, as he could not think of himself as a legend, let alone a "living" legend.
"Well I am happy you made it and happy you are here!" He again lightly blew a single thin line of breathe along the scar.
"It's really quite beautiful, your scar. It shows a point in your personal history where you conquered the dragon and won!"
"Wow..never really thought of it like that, you really are poetic, you know that don't you?" Orlando reached behind him, took Johnny's hand and brought it to his lips, Johnny's arm encircling him in the process. He had never felt more in love with any one like he felt at that moment. The fear and excitment were beginning to build, with a little confusion mixed in for good measure. All he knew at this moment was that he would rather not be in bed with anyone else, his heart was only living in this moment and in Johnny's eyes...and the finger tips at his warm tingling tea flavored lips.
Part One..foreplay really...more to come