Strumming The Guitar Softly

(Disclaimer: The following is a non paid work of fiction. It only happened in my head..)


It had been exactly 5 days since Orli moved onto Johnny's boat. Well not EXACTLY, more like 5days, 12 hours and 32 minutes.
As Orli pulled into the marina parking lot he emerged from his rental car to the faint sound of an elecrtric guitar in the night air. It was not uncommon to hear Johnny strumming some metal or blues tunes on one of his many guitars aboard the yaht.
"This riff is different" Orli thought, "but different how?"...
He put his key into the key hole and opened the door and received a feast for the eyes. Johnny was sitting on the small couch clad only in torn jeans, brown cigarette hanging loosly from his lips. His jeans were unbottoned and unzipped just enough so as to expose his slender hip bones. A glass of French Merlot was within easy reach.
He glanced up and without missing a beat played a sudden out burst of a Guns and Roses song. He stopped, leaned over to grip his glass of vino and said
"Good evening young Mr. Bloom and how are you this fine Saturday night?"
Orli's mouth opened and closed several times like a fish gasping for oxygen. Finally he managed in a slight whisper.."Great...couldn't be better"
"Super!" Johnny shouted..."Wine?" he asked.
As Johnny poured Orli some wine, the butterflies in his stomach were now the size of bats...
'Why am I so nervous?' he thought to himself 'It's just Johnny'
When he handed him the glass he had this sudden vision of himself ripping those damned jeans off his body with his teeth and....and then he choked on his wine.
"You ok there Orli?' Johnny asked
"Yeah.." he replied "You're a cocktease" he whispered inaudiably.
"What?" Johnny asked looking up from his guitar.
'Oh my god I said that outloud' He thought.
"I said more wine please."
As Johnny poured the younger man another glass of Merlot, he reached up and brushed a curl out of Olri's eyes. Johnny nervously changed the subject "Are...Are you comfortable here on the boat Orlando?"
"Yes" was all he could manage.
"Your bed....?."
"What about it?" He answered sharply.
"Comfortable?"
"Sure" he replied flatly.
After a long uncomfortable pause Johnny answered back
"Well that was about the most stimulating conversation I think we have ever had..." and they both laughed.
Orlando climbed onto the couch with Johnny, curled up his legs and tilted his wine glass for his third refill. "Language is highly over rated, Johnny." Orli answered back.
He reached up and touched Johnny's high cheek bone sliding his hand down to his jaw line, landing on the curve of his neck. Johnnys head rolled back exposing his vulnerability, while Orlandos thumb caressed the Adams Apple..
As Orli moved his lips closer to said neck he whispered into Johnnys ear
"Touch is a much more pleasurable way of communicating....don't you think?"
He pressed his lips to Johnnys neck in the sweet spot just below the ear. He heard a moan arise from the older man that signaled complete abandonment on his part.
"Most definatly" Johnny answered in his best cockney accent.
Orlando continued his minstrations leaving a delicate, gentle trail of kisses and nips leading down Johnnys body heading towards the inevitable destination just above where the zipper was left open to reveal a roadway leading to the the ultimate prize.
Young Mr. Bloom looked up at Johnny to see brown eyes softly looking into his soul with such trust and care. When he began to unzip the jeans the rest of the way Johnny did not hesitate one second to swivil his hips and remove the pesty denim.
"God your so beautiful" Orlando said sincerely.
This statement was followed up by his warm mouth encircling his cock and lavishing attention that brought mewls from the man being lavished upon. As gently as it began he released said prize and began a trail back up Johnnys body whispering details about each part of skin he was licking, kissing and biting.
"Your skin is so beautiful..I love the color...and I love the way your neck curves.... right here" and he again began to nip and lick his neck.
"Oh god Orli.....You know what your doing I'll give you that ,but hows your footwork?" Johnny said, cleverly using a line from the 'Pirates' script , he stood up, pulled Orli by the buckle of his belt and led him to his bedroom. He began to undress Orli somewhat hurridly and clumsily. . Orli began to laugh softly when Johnny realized that he couldn't get the jeans off because he still had on his shoes. Orli kicked off his shoes, shucked the jeans and pushed Johnny onto the bed, landing on top...bodies alighned in perfect unison.
They lay there for what seemed an eternity looking into each others brown eyes sharing kisses and touching each others skin
. "Johnny......." Orli whispered.........
"Johnny." he said a little louder but the older man was too buzy touching and exploring the younger mans body to hear him.
"JOHNNY!" he shouted
"WHAT!" Johnny shouted back somewhat startled.
"Johnny...Fuck Me!"
"Are you sure?" Johnny replied
"I wouldn't suggest it if I wasn't" he said.
"Orlando, Have you ever...?"
"No, but this is the right time..you are the right person...I...."
Johnny ended the conversation by placing a long passionate kiss on his new lovers lips and rolling their bodies over so that he was in the dominate positon. He reached into the bedside drawer and took out a small bottle of oil , placed some on his fingers and began the search for Orlis sweet spot. He knew he had found it when his young lovers eyes grew wide and he shouted out "FUCK!"
"We're getting there." The man on top answered sarcastically .
Orli smiled a sweet smile and whispered demandingly into Johnny's ear "Now!?"
He placed his member at the tight opening and began to enter the young man slowly, enjoying the look of erotic pleasure on the face looking back. Their eyes never unlocking for even a moment, both afraid they may miss something in this, such a beautiful moment in time. Orlando reached up and gently ran his fingers through Johnny's hair. He fisted two handfuls of soft brown locks and began whispering inaudibly.
When Johnny touched the sweet spot deep within his body he shouted "JOHNNY!"
Johnny answered back sweetly "Im here, tell me what you want...."
"Just you" Orlando answered softly "Just you" Johnny placed his hand between their bodies and began to rythmically fist Orlis member in synch with the rocking of their bodies. "Wont.....last....much...longer...Johnny" Orli barely mumbled between the gaspings for breath.
after a few quick breathes Orli came with the enthusiasm of a randy teen, shouting out
"Bloody 'ell Johnny What the Fuck"
Johnny whispereed "Not there yet, mate" He muttered a few French curses and spilled deep within his new young lover. He collapsed in exhaustion splaying his moist tanned body across that of the British actor below him.