Growing Up

(Discalimer: I do not Own or Know Johnny and Orlando, and I am sure this never happened. It is a work of fiction and I earn nothing from my work but the enjoyment of writing it.)


While relaxing in his West Hollywood home between location shootings, Johnny had invited Orlando to stay at his house.
The lovers awoke to a bright Sunday morning, arms entertwined.
"Good Morning." Johnny whispered to his young lover, blonde hair ascew from a busy night of late love making.
"Morning.." Orlando answered. "Johnny I need some advice...about a film role..."
"From me?" Johnny asked sarcastically "Im flattered."
"Shut up and listen dumb ass."
"Excuuuuse me..." Johnny answered in a mocking tone.
"Well run the part by me and I will let you know what I think." Johnny added.
"Ok..its Paris during the Trojan war....You know Helen of Troy all that bloody shit..."
"Will you carry a sword?"
"Yeah why?"
"I advise you not to do any more period pieces and no more swords..you're being typecast my young friend."
"But I really want the part...besides I already signed the contract, I leave on Wednesday. It's good money."
"God Orli its not about the money...its about feeling the part..being the part...I thought you wanted my advise. Why would you ask me for advise if you all ready took the part?"
"Shit Johnny cant you just be happy for me...?"
"You know what Orli take the role..which you already did with out my advice...whatever...Just grow up, boy and realise your being typecast!!"
"Grow up?...Boy?...fuck you your not my Father...your my lover..."
With this Orlando grabbed the sheets and wrapped them around his naked body. Then stomped off to the shower.
When Orlando emerged from the shower Johnny was no longer in the bedroom. So he went down stairs and found him in the kitchen making coffee.
"Im sorry...... I snapped.." Orlando whispered.
"Yeah...whatever...." Johnny answered, lighting a cigarette.
"You made a stupid decision and you know it Lando........."
"Oh and you never have???"
"Ive made plenty kiddo."
"I wish you would stop doing that, Johnny!"
"Doing what?"
"Degrading me and calling me BOY and KIDDO"
"Oh, then stop acting like one then....."
Johnny leaned over the counter to reach for the coffee mugs in the cabinet.
The intensity and fury were climaxing in both men. They have never had a single disagreement between them in the two years of their relationship. Orlando came up behind Johnny, reached up to the hands about to retreave the cups and pulled both off his arms behind is back.
"I dont like you calling me Boy." He pressed his cock into Johnny's backside and added pressure to his wrist.
"I am a man and I can make my own descisions...."
Johnny was becoming a little nervous with this unfamiliar aggression coming from his young lover. He had only known Orlando to be a kind, gentle and compassionate lover. This side of the boy..uh..MAN was frightening him a little.
"Just calm down Lando I respect your choices..I just thought you wanted advise...and you didnt......OUCH your hurting me!!! God Damned how did you ge so strong...."
Johnny began to twist and squirm to remove himself from Orlando's strong grip....
"Well Johnny I have some advise for you..shut up and take it like a man!!"
"Take what?"
Orlando pulled Johnny backwards by the bound wrist..he tugged on the belt on Johnnys bath robe, removed the belt and dropped the robe to the floor. He proceeded to tie Johnny's hands behind his back and threw him over the dining table in front of them.
"I can make my own descisions Johnny..I know how to be in charge and I am tired of you being 'The man' in this relationship."
He pushed his now hardened erection against Johnnys opening, dropping the towl around his waist to the floor.
Johnny was now very scared. He had never had sex without using oil or some kind of lubricant and had certainly never received it forceably. This was heating up too fast. There was too much anger coming from his lover. Orlando's hot breathe was now blowing into his ear.
"Well fuck you Johnny and take this advise. You about to see that I am most certainly not a Boy and most definatly not a Kid.."
Orlando grabbed Johnny by the hips and thrust his cock into him, rapidly and hard.
"Damn you!" Johnny screamed. He tried kicking him but his legs were pinned by the weight of Orlando over him.
"Shhhhh" Orlando whispered into his ear.."You might as well enjoy it because I am going to be here for awhile."
He reached up with his right hand and grabbed a fist full of Johnny's bleached blonde locks and with his left he reached around and grabbed Johnny's package quite roughly. He began to thrust rapidly.
"You humiliated me by calling me BOY." He said between breathes"I thought it only right to return the favor".
By this time Johnny's cock was becoming hard, beyond his own control. There was no way he could be enjoy this..could there be?
"Stop Orlando..please just stop. We'll sit down over coffee and talk this ou......OUCH! Shit your hurting me..I'm sorry....Your a man!!!" He sreamed in pain.
"Too little...too late...now who needs to grow up?"
With each thrust Johnny could feel the anger building.
Orlando was becoming so violent that Johnny's head slammed into the table.
Orlando smacked him up side the head, meowed and then came. Johnny's climax followed soon after.
The pair became rather quiet. Orlando pulled out, released Johnny's hands..and sobbed
"I'm sorry!" he said as he turned out of the room. Johnny could hear his footsteps pounding up the stairs and the bedroom door slamming shut.

AFTERMATH

Johnny walked over to where his robe had fallen to the floor. He picked it up, put it on and retied the belt. He retreived the two coffee mugs, filled one with coffee and the other with tea and proceeded up the stairs. When he opened the door to his bedroom ,Orlando was lying in their bed, blankets pulled up to his chin, back to the doorway.
He place the two mugs on the nightstand next to the bed, pulled the covers back and climbed in. Orlando was lying in the fetal position and Johnny curled up to cradle his lover.
"I brought you some tea" he said, while nudging him with his knee.
"How can you be so kind to me after what I have done?" Orlando's voice scratched.
"Because I love you......." Johnny replied matter of factly.
"OH" Orlando answered.
The two lyed in bed for hours...just laying in silence.
After an hour Orlando stretched, reached around Johnny and got his tea..
"It's cold.." he said, blinking his innocent eyes. They both laughed like children.
"I'll warm it up for you." Johnny requested.
"Just warm me up, Johnny." the two embraced tightly vowing to never let go.
"Im sorry.." Orlando whimpered.
"I forgive you....I'll support you from now on and respect your choices...and I'll watch what I call you from now on."
"Thank You." Orlando replied. He gently placed his hands on Johnny's face and inserted his tounge into that warm soft place he always found so much comfort before.
" I'll make it up to you.." he said softly, while wrapping his legs around Johnny's warm body.
He began kissing his neck , moved to his lips, then pulled the blankets back to kiss his brown sugared chest.
"I never meant to hurt you. I was hurting myself really. I was mad." Orlando said in between kisses in a soothing voice
." I figured if I hurt you I would prove something."
"Did you, Lando?"....Prove anything I mean?" Johnny added, arching his body in response to his lips on his body.
"I proved I am an idiot."
"You're not an idiot Lando. You are are beautiful human being who got a little frustrated."
Johnny began to caress Orlando's cock under the blankets.
"Even if you prove to be an idiot...you're my idiot."
"Gee thanks Johnny." Orlando said sarcastically
"Your welcome." Johnny said while rolling his body between Orlando's legs.
"Besides I have a knack for choosing idiots to love."
Johnny raised Orlando's legs up to his chest and began kissing him under the jawline. He placed his fingers between Orlando's legs and inserted two of them inside him, causing Orlando to arch his body off the bed and moan loudly.
"God...Johnny how can you love me???"
"Good question, Lando..now shut up and take it like a man."
"K" Orlando whispered as Johnny rubbed his prostrate causing the young man to whine into submission.
Johnny removed his fingers from Orlando, gripped his own member and began to glide it inside the young man. When he got part of the way in he removed himself from his lover. He then began a trail of soft kisses, starting at the jawline once again, to the chest, stomach, the sun tattoo on the abdomen and finally placed his mouth on Orlando's cock and wrapped his lips around it.
Orlando reached down and gently began twirling blonde locks around his fingers. He raised his body too abruptly off the bed which caused Johnny to gag briefly.
"Sorry...." Orlando whispered....then a little more loudly"SORRY!"
Johnny released Orlando and said "No need for apoligies mate....."
He returned to his prize with a little more aggression than before.
Just as suddenly as it began, he released said prize, reached out to Orlando's leg and began kissing it. He started on the inner thigh, moved on to behind the knee and licked a trail all the way to the bottom of his feet.
"Your a bloody tease Johnny..just get on with the shagging why don't you?"
"Have you never heard of foreplay my young.....friend? Now less talking and more moaning."
Johnny returned to his position between Orlandos legs, placed himself where he should be and gently began the ascention to the recess' of Orlando's body.
Orlando began to moan and then proceeded on to whimpering.
"Deeper...please?" He responded. " Please go deeper....."
Johnny reached under Orlando's buttocks and with one fluid thrust drove himself deeper.
Orlando shouted out "Holy Shit!"
Johnny reached between their two bodies and began to stroke Orlando's cock, keeping rythm with the thrust he was delivering. He knew neither one of them would last much longer. He placed his lips upon Orlando's which by this point was gaping wide into the shape of an everlasting "O" and slowly penetrated him with his tongue. They battled for dominance of the moist warm place, neither one of them winning the battle.
Orlando and Johnny rolled over in sync, with Orlando ending up on top. He sat up, with Johnny still inside him and Johnny's hand still working in rythm. Orlando arched his back and filled Johnny's hand, ending in a slight scream. He rocked back on his knees while Johnny came deep inside him.
Orlando colapssed on the bed next to his lover, reached his hand up into the mass on blonde locks once again and brushed the hair out of Johnny's face.
"Good God I'm fucking spent." Johnny laughed.
"Johnny?"
"Yeah?"
"Now go warm me up that tea, eh?"
"Yes sir....you're the man....................