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vigorliA Life Know
Chapter 18
Beta: I wish!
Title: It’s Not About Sex
Warnings: Angst and more angst!!!!! Tears and more tears.
Disclaimer: See previous
Beta: No sorry!
Feedback: Pretty please!!!!
Chapter 18
Sean hit the off button and set the phone back on the counter.
“Well? What did he say? Is he there? Is he okay? Sean…what’s going on?” Viggo asked excitedly.
“Okay, now listen Viggo, Orli is at Elijah’s, he’s okay, and yes he took the letter.” He said trying to smooth things out quickly and efficiently.
Viggo frowned,” He did take it? Why Sean? Why would he want to do that?”
Sean sat down in the chair opposite of Viggo. “Elijah said there are some things going on with Orlando. That he is having some issues with some things.”
Viggo looked at Sean with confusion clearly written across this face. “Issues? What kind of issues?”
“He didn’t go into detail Vig, he said he would talk to Orli in the morning and see if we could work something out. Get together, or you two get together and talk.”
“Talk about what exactly Sean? What are these issues? Is it about the sex? If he didn’t want it he should of just said so.”
Sean paused before answering. “No Viggo, he said it had nothing to do with sex, it was something entirely different.”
“Like what?” he asked still pressing the issue.
“Viggo look, if I knew what it was I would tell you. But I don’t, so why don’t you just go back to bed with the facts as we have them okay? Orlando is at Elijah’s, he’s okay, and he had the letter, for whatever reason that is, and there is nothing else to do but wait till tomorrow and talk with Elijah.”
Viggo sighed in frustration as he ran his hands through his hair. “Yeah I guess your right, as long as Orlando is safe that’s all that really matters right now I guess.”
Sean smiled. “There you go, now was that so hard?” he asked as he stood. “Look Vig, I’m going to head on home and get some sleep and you look like you could use it too, you look like shit.”
“Yeah,” he laughed. “ You’re right again, and I could use some more pain killers, my toe is killing me!” Viggo rose and hobbled to the door and let Sean out. “Thanks Sean for coming over, I really appreciate that you did.”
Sean smiled with a crooked grin, “Any time Vig, just don’t tell Orli I thought he was attractive alright?”
Viggo smiled back, “You’ve got a deal.”
“Thanks mate.” He smiled and clapped his shoulders. “Get some sleep, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Viggo nodded as Sean headed out the door and he slowly closed it behind him. He walked back into his bedroom and sat down on the side of the bed letting out a deep breath. He grabbed a hold of the pill bottle that sat on the nightstand and opened the bottle and took a couple quickly. He grimaced as they went down. He sat and looked at the picture of his wife with the glass shattered across the face. He let out another long sigh. He pulled off his sweats and he reached over and turned off the light, and lay back on the bed.
His thoughts raced back to what had happened moments before the crash. He closed his eyes as thoughts of Orlando came to his mind…the image of the young man’s body arching under his touch, his moans that poured out from those succulent lips, the look on his face as he had reached his orgasm and the essence that poured forth from that orgasm. He licked his lips at the thought of this image. God… he was so damn beautiful!
He had never in his life seen anything that compared to his young lover at that moment of completion. “Oh God Orlando,” he moaned out loud at the thought of the young supple body. He could still smell his essence on the sheets as the smell drifted up through the air. It had his cock hard within seconds. He moved his hand down beneath his boxers and felt the hard erection tenting the soft fabric. He stroked himself slowly feeling every curve and vein of his hardness. His slit was wet and he rubbed his thumb over it and smeared the fluid around his penis; he closed his eyes as he felt the erotic sensation flow through him. He lifted his hips and with his other hand lowered his boxers and kicked them off.
He used the other hand and grabbed his balls holding them and teasing himself. He wiped a bit of cum off his slit and brought it to his lips, his tongue coming out to taste his own essence. He groaned at the sensual taste, sucking on his finger thoroughly. He brought his hand back down and firmly gripped his cock and gave it a few firm strokes arching his hips as he did, he changed hands on his cock and lowered the one that was covered with his cum and reached back and circled his entrance. He tightened at the feeling it gave him and his hand sped up on his now dripping erection. He teased his entrance with the lubricated finger until he couldn’t take anymore teasing and slipped the finger slowly inside. He gasped suddenly as he felt the warm heat inside him and his hole, as it stretched around his thick finger. He imagined it was Orlando’s finger that was inside him and that it was Orlando’s hand on his cock. The picture of the brown eyes gazing up at him beneath lowered lashes was overwhelming and he pushed deeper into the passage until he found the one spot that was the most exquisite. When he did he cried out in pleasure. His body jerking to the intense sensation. He pulled on his shaft harder and pushed in harder at the same time, moaning Orlando’s name as he did. “Oh God baby, fuck me,” he moaned. His body was rocking back and forth with the dual assault. He added another finger and hissed with pleasure as it stretched him further. “Orlando,” he moaned again, as sparks of pleasure soared through his taut body. When the third finger was added and brushed over his gland he grunted loudly as his orgasm flowed through his body and he came suddenly with spurts of hot cum that flowed out onto his taut abdomen. His breath came in short gasps as he came down from his high, trying to gather his breath again. When he had finally calmed down enough to think, he pulled his fingers out of his tight passage and let out a soft hiss, his hole clenching his finger as he did. He still held onto this cock as it went soft in his hand. His hand trembled when he finally released the limp shaft and he sat up shakily. He felt dizzy and so warm. He struggled to get up and finally made it to the restroom and grabbed a towel and cleaned his belly and his cock from his sticky seed. He washed over his entrance and his hole tightened as he wiped over the still sensitive flesh. He looked up in the mirror when he was done and stared at his reflection.
He looked flushed and he looked like he had just been fucked thoroughly and he laughed to himself.
“Orlando,” he whispered into the quiet of the bathroom. “Look what you have done to me. And you weren’t even here.”
He walked slowly back to the bed and laid down again. His mind and body were relaxed with the after affects of the orgasm and he felt satisfied and tired all of a sudden. He turned on his side and grabbed his pillow tightly and drifted off into a deep sleep, with thoughts of deep brown eyes gazing through lowered lashes to keep him warm during the night.
Orlando awoke slowly the next morning. His eye’s opened to the sun shining through the window; he blinked rapidly a couple of times. He turned and groaned as he lay on his injured ribs. He slowly sat up in bed and looked around the room. He realized after a minute that he wasn’t in his room at home, and then the events from the previous night came flooding back to him. He groaned again as he thought back to the previous nights events. He stood up on shaky legs and made his way to the rest room. He emptied his bladder and wandered into the kitchen scratching his crotch as he did.
“Morning Princess,” Elijah smiled at him, as he set out a plate for him.
He mumbled something under his breath as he sat down.
“What was that Orli?” he asked smiling. “Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?”
“Shut up Lij will ya?” he mumbled as he laid his head on the table. “I feel like I have a hangover.” He mumbled into his arms.
“Well not the normal kind of hangover I’m sure,” Elijah chuckled.
He sat down and set down the glass of juice for his friend.
Orlando looked up and eyed the juice and took a small drink, puckering his lips as he did.
“God that’s strong,”
“It’s my special mixture, a family secret. “ Elijah beamed.
Orlando took the slice of toast offered him and nibbled on the corner.
“I called Peter, Orli.” He said at last.
Orlando head shot up straight, “What did he say?” he asked worriedly.
“I just told him you weren’t feeling well is all, and I suggested I stay with you for the rest of the day.”
“Oh I’m sure that went well, two of his main characters not showing for work.”
“I think he thinks it’s your heart maybe giving you trouble, he said maybe I should take you to the dr for a check-up.”
“Oh shit,” he said. “I don’t want him to worry about me Lij! God I feel like such an ass.”
“Well, at least this will give us time to think what we’re going to say to Bean. You are still going to talk to him, right?” he asked looking at Orlando.
Orlando lowered his eyes to his piece of toast studying its shapes intently. “Yeah,” he said with a deep sigh. “God, this is so not going to be good Lij.”
Elijah reached over and took Orlando’s hand in his, “I’ll be there mate, you know that?”
Orlando smiled back, “Yeah, thanks Lij, don’t know what I would do without you.”
“So…. its okay to call Bean and set up a meeting then?” he asked as he downed his juice.
Orlando nodded his head slightly in a form of acceptance. “Make the call,” he said. “I think I’ll take a shower while you do okay?”
“Sure Orli, go ahead.”
Orlando got up from the table slowly and walked back to the bathroom and turned on the shower until it was good and hot. He removed his boxers and rib belt and stepped into the shower. “Ahhhhh,” he moaned as the heat hit his back and started to relax him. He let the water beat on his body until he finally grabbed the soap and started to wash. He washed the basics first, his face and neck his arms and so on. He then reached down and washed around his cock and he couldn’t help but remember the feel of Viggo's hand on him as he coaxed the best orgasm of his life out of him. He groaned when he felt his cock stiffening in his hand as he washed it. “Down boy, down,” he growled in exasperation at his uncooperative dick. But it didn’t listen, and preceded to grow in size as he washed, no matter how hard he tried, it would not go away. He really did not want to wank in Elijah’s shower. That was just not cool. He washed his back trying to concentrate on something else until his hands felt the top of his crease and his buttocks tightened in response. He sucked in a breath of air and held his breath. He let it out slowly trying to relax himself, but he knew it was to late and he was already to far aroused to just ignore the problem.
He peered around the shower curtain and made sure the door was still closed and proceeded to stoke himself lazily at first. He closed his eyes and sighed in satisfaction as he realized he needed this. He ran his thumb over the head and drew back the foreskin and rubbed the tip. “Ahhhh,” he moaned. “That feels so good. So good,” he hummed.
He gripped his shaft and stroked the soap over it and had it lubed nicely, his hand slid over the length easily. He closed his eyes harder as his hand gripped his cock harder. His thoughts veered to the night before when Viggo had been stroking him. He moaned in delight as he felt the heat pool in his lower abdomen. His breath was coming in quick pants now and he cried out in ecstasy as he came suddenly moaning loudly as he did. He clamped his hand over his mouth when he realized how loud he had been. His other hand held his cock as its juice was spilled onto the shower floor. He groaned again as he felt another spasm flow through his body.
“Orli you okay?” he heard suddenly at the door.
“Yeah,” he squeaked out as he realized Lij was just outside the door. What if he had heard him cry out? Oh God, this was so embarrassing.
“You sure? You sounded like you were in pain? Should I come in? Do you need help?” he asked worriedly.
“No!” he yelled as he frantically cleaned himself off. “I’m fine, really, just twisted my ribs a bit.”
“Okay, but let me know if you need help okay?” he replied.
“Yeah sure, thanks mate,” He called out as he turned off the shower and stepped out and went over to listen at the door. He waited quietly as he could, his breaths still coming in short gasps. He sat down on the toilet seat and dropped his head into his hands. “Oh shit, that was close.” He let out a deep breath he had been holding. He was not going to do that again, not here at least. That was way to close; Lij could have just walked in and heard him moaning. God he was daft! He took one more big breath and stood and finished drying himself. He put on a clean t-shirt and boxers and walked back out into the kitchen.
Elijah was putting away the dishes as he came in. “You feel better? “he asked as he looked at his friend, eyeing him closely.
“Um, yeah…. thanks Lij I was just..um I twisted wrong while I was showering,” he said quickly looking away.
Elijah looked him over and saw the flushed cheeks and the nervous twitching. He chuckled to himself, “Yeah okay, whatever Orli,” he shrugged his shoulders.
“What’s that mean?” he asked.
“Nothing Orli, I just meant, okay,” he shrugged his shoulders and turned around and grinned.
Orlando had a feeling maybe Elijah did hear something. “Did you call Bean yet?” he asked trying to get away from the topic before he was humiliated.
“No, not yet, I wanted to wait till you were done.” He said as he put the last dish away.
“You ready for me to call?” he asked.
“Yeah, I suppose, did he go in today?”
“Not sure, maybe,” he said as he grabbed the phone and dialed the number. It rang several times and he thought for a bit that he wouldn’t be home.
“Lo,” came a voice suddenly, and out of breath.
“Bean? Is that you?”
“Yeah mate, I was just getting out of the shower and heard the phone, I tried to hurry. Did you talk to Orli?”
“Yeah, that’s why I’m calling, he wants to talk to you first Sean.” He said.
“Sure, sure, that’s fine, is he going to talk to Vig too?”
“Um…we’ll discuss that after we’ve talked to you okay?” he said nervously.
“I was going to go into the studio today and watch Vig for a while but I think I’ll stop there first then. I assume you two took the day off since it’s late?”
“Yeah I called Peter earlier, I didn’t think Orli was ready to tackle middle earth yet let alone seeing Viggo.”
“I see, well…let me get dried and dressed and then I’ll be over alright?” he said as he dried his hair.
“That’s great Sean, we’ll see you in a bit then. Bye.”
“Bye lad,” he said and hung up the phone. He stood there a minute and stared thoughtfully at the phone. He snorted to himself after a minute, God he thought, what drama.
Elijah clicked off and set the phone back down.
“He coming?” he asked as he chewed on his nails.
“He’s just got to finish getting dressed and then he will be over, he’s going to the set after he leaves here,”
Orlando nodded his head and kept chewing his nail.
“Stop that Orli!”
“I can’t, I always bite my nails when I’m nervous.”
“Beanie is not going to be judgmental Orli, okay?”He said trying to calm his friend down.
Orlando nodded his head and took his finger out of his mouth and sat on his hands. He took a deep breath. All he had to do now was wait.
Orlando was sitting on the couch watching TV when the bell rang. He looked up at Elijah with almost a look of panic.
“It’s just Bean Orli, calm down okay?” he said as walked to the door.
He opened the door slowly and Sean peered his head in. “Okay to come in?” he asked gently.
“Yeah, Come on, we’re waiting for ya,” he said and opened the door further.
Sean stepped in the house. He was always a large presence when he walked into a room, but today Orlando thought he was especially large and dominating. He felt small compared to the large man.
“Hey Orli,” he said softly as he sat down in the chair opposite of him while Elijah sat on the couch next to him. “How are you?”
“Hey Sean,” he said quietly as he looked up beneath lowered lashes. “I’m good.”
“Are you ready to talk lad?” he asked trying to be gentle with him.
“No not really,” he said. But he looked up and at Elijah, “But I will, that is why you’re here.”
Sean looked over at Elijah. “Yeah I suppose it is,” he said with a smile.
Orlando shifted nervously on the couch. He didn’t know how to bring up the subject? He couldn’t just blurt it out. He scratched his curls a bit and looked at Elijah who gave hem a nod to go ahead.
“Um…about a year or so ago, I had some surgery.” He began.
Sean leaned foreword as he watched Orlando intensely.
“I..had been ill for some time…” he said quietly.
“I didn’t know Orli,” he said with surprise. “Why didn’t you just say so?"
“It was a different kind of surgery…I mean a lot of people don’t have this done.”
Sean looked at him closely for a minute and his widened in shock for a minute, “You…had a…sex change?” he gasped out suddenly.
“No! No!” he said quickly, nothing like that. No!” He laughed.
Sean shook his head, “Well that’s good to hear. I was sort of worried there for a minute, had my heart going you did,” he laughed.
“Sorry Sean, I didn’t mean to give you heart failure…..” he said as his voice trailed off.
“Yeah, well, go ahead and continue, sorry for the rude interruption.
“No like I said before I was ill, I was very…very…ill,” he said slowly.
“So, what was wrong Orlando if that’s okay to ask?” he replied concerned now.
“Well, I guess it’s okay because that’s part of the problem. You see… I had a bad heart Sean.” He said at last.
“Oh God Orlando, I’m sorry, really, I didn’t know.”
“That’s why I never changed in front of you guys at all, I didn’t want you to see my scar.”
“You had to have open heart surgery then?” he asked.
Orlando looked at Elijah for help. “Go on Orli, just tell him,” he said as he laid a hand on his shoulder in a show of support.
Orlando looked up through those beautiful full lashes at Sean. The man looked lost.
Orlando took a deep breath and winced when his ribs pained him.
“You okay Orli,” he asked can I get you anything?”
“No, it’s just those damn ribs.”
Sean was leaning forward on the edge of his seat now with his elbows planted firmly on his knee’s, his hands pressed together in front of his face as he looked intently at him now.
Orlando felt his nerves start to fray a bit. “Lij, can I have some water please?” he asked.
“Sure Orli, I’ll be back,” he said and hurried into the kitchen for the glass before Orlando chickened out.
He came back in and gave him the glass, which he took a drink immediately from the glass his hands trembling even more as he held the glass tightly.
He licked his lips. “Sean I had more then open heart surgery…I had a heart transplant.” There he had said it the worst he thought was over. By the look in Sean’s eyes he was stunned. “I would of died, if I didn’t get that heart that night.” He said with a hint of tears in his eyes. “If I hadn’t received that heart that very night I would probably be dead right now.” He said as his voice hitched.
“Oh God Orli, I don’t know what to say….I mean I never knew…did anyone?”
“Only Peter and the medical people and then I finally told Elijah.”
Thoughts were pouring into Sean’s brain now of all that had happened since he had met his co- star. Now it seemed to click together. “I should of known something was wrong,” he said, finally thinking that was why he never took his shirt off in front of anyone, why he wouldn’t let Viggo touch him, why he got so upset.
“Why would you Sean? You didn’t know me that well,” he said.
“I should have, after sharing a trailer with you for all those months.” He replied.
“God,” he said again this time quietly and more to himself. “I’m sorry I teased you about the shirt…thing,” he said quietly.
“It’s okay Sean, I know it was rather odd, But I didn’t want anyone to think I was weaker or needed pity of any sort, or anyone saying you can’t do this or that. I wanted to make the decision and Peter let me.”
“I see,” he said quietly. “I’m not sure I understand it all but I’m beginning too. Is that why you didn’t want to have..um…you know…things…with Viggo?” he stammered.
Orli looked at Lijah again. He nodded, “Go on Orli your doing great, it’s almost all out.”
Sean looked at Elijah and thought God there’s more?
Orlando looked around the room trying to gather his courage this was more painful then telling Elijah…”I wanted to have sex with Viggo, Sean…I have very strong feeling’s for him,” he said as he started to chew on his nails again.
“And he does for you also Orli,” he said thinking it might help if he said so.
“I know he does,” he said as he paused. “He was about to get the stuff…you know… the stuff..out of his nightstand when he knocked the picture of his wife over, and it fell and broke.” He said nervously trying to keep his courage up.
“He told me about that Orli, he said when he came back you were taking off out the front door and looked like a scared lamb.”
Orlando rubbed his forehead with his hand feeling a headache coming on all of a sudden.
“I know, I…shouldn’t of left like that, but at the time…I was so upset…I didn’t… I wasn’t thinking correctly.”
“Orli,” he said gently as he kneeled down in front of the young man. He took his small slender hands within his larger ones and tried soothing the young man. He was trembling so hard.
“What is it Orlando? There’s something that you’ve not yet said, something that’s important.”
“I know,” he gasped out suddenly at the tenderness in Sean’s voice and his gentle holding of his hands in the strong ones.
“Hey calm down, I didn’t mean to upset you Orli,” he spoke softly like to a child.
“I know that,” he said as his voice trembled and his tears started to streak down his reddened face.
“Tell me lad,” he said as he brushed back the hair from his face. “It will be okay, just tell me.”
Orlando tried to focus at the soothing tones in Sean’s deep voice. “I…I looked at the picture of his wife, after he had left to get a broom. I thought she was very beautiful!”
“Yes she is Orli, he showed me the picture. Is that what upset you so?”
“No,” he whispered out finally.
“I don’t understand Orli, you’re going to have to explain it to me.” He said still confused.
“I…I can’t say it Sean…” he cried out at last.
Sean looked to Elijah who also had tears in his eyes. “Elijah?” he asked.
“It was the letter he found on the back Sean…”
“The letter,” he repeated to himself. He looked back at Orlando. “The letter that you took Orli, is that it? Is that why you’re so upset?”
Orlando nodded numbly at the bigger man and launched himself suddenly into Sean’s arms holding onto him for dear life. Sean was shocked by the sheer distress that this was causing. Something was wrong… something was terribly wrong. He was getting more and more concerned by the minute.
“Hey lad,” he said softly as Orlando wept in his arms, the tears sliding down his face and soaking Sean’s shirt. Sean rubbed his back soothingly. “It’s okay Orli, everything’s going to be okay,” he said softly as he kissed the side of his head.
Orlando voice hitched again. “But it’s not Sean, it’s not, it never will be, never ever again, he won’t want me now.”
Sean’s eyes moved and looked to Elijah. He sat there his eyes filled with tears. He shook his head. He didn’t want to tell, it wasn’t his place to tell.
“Orli,” he said quieter this time and pulled the young man back a bit so he could look at his face. “The letter…it was from the recipient of Christine’s heart, yeah?”
Orlando’s face screwed up as he tried to answer. But he only shook his head yes.
“Why Orli lad….why would you take it?” he asked looking directly into the beautiful brown eyes, even though they were filled with tears.
Orlando swallowed and looked at Elijah one last time. He nodded his head for him to continue. Orlando bit his lower lip till it drew blood.
“Orli?” Sean put both his hands on the young man’s face so he could look directly at him. “Orli lad, look at me, look…at…me.’ He said slowly. “The letter, tell me about the letter.”
Orlando’s voice trembled as he continued. ‘The letter was from the….the… recipient…it was… I…..
Oh god Sean,” he cried out. “The letter….that letter…it was from me…I have Viggo’s wife’s heart!” He cried out and fell sobbing again into Sean’s arms.
TBC……
Chapter 18
Beta: I wish!
Title: It’s Not About Sex
Warnings: Angst and more angst!!!!! Tears and more tears.
Disclaimer: See previous
Beta: No sorry!
Feedback: Pretty please!!!!
Chapter 18
Sean hit the off button and set the phone back on the counter.
“Well? What did he say? Is he there? Is he okay? Sean…what’s going on?” Viggo asked excitedly.
“Okay, now listen Viggo, Orli is at Elijah’s, he’s okay, and yes he took the letter.” He said trying to smooth things out quickly and efficiently.
Viggo frowned,” He did take it? Why Sean? Why would he want to do that?”
Sean sat down in the chair opposite of Viggo. “Elijah said there are some things going on with Orlando. That he is having some issues with some things.”
Viggo looked at Sean with confusion clearly written across this face. “Issues? What kind of issues?”
“He didn’t go into detail Vig, he said he would talk to Orli in the morning and see if we could work something out. Get together, or you two get together and talk.”
“Talk about what exactly Sean? What are these issues? Is it about the sex? If he didn’t want it he should of just said so.”
Sean paused before answering. “No Viggo, he said it had nothing to do with sex, it was something entirely different.”
“Like what?” he asked still pressing the issue.
“Viggo look, if I knew what it was I would tell you. But I don’t, so why don’t you just go back to bed with the facts as we have them okay? Orlando is at Elijah’s, he’s okay, and he had the letter, for whatever reason that is, and there is nothing else to do but wait till tomorrow and talk with Elijah.”
Viggo sighed in frustration as he ran his hands through his hair. “Yeah I guess your right, as long as Orlando is safe that’s all that really matters right now I guess.”
Sean smiled. “There you go, now was that so hard?” he asked as he stood. “Look Vig, I’m going to head on home and get some sleep and you look like you could use it too, you look like shit.”
“Yeah,” he laughed. “ You’re right again, and I could use some more pain killers, my toe is killing me!” Viggo rose and hobbled to the door and let Sean out. “Thanks Sean for coming over, I really appreciate that you did.”
Sean smiled with a crooked grin, “Any time Vig, just don’t tell Orli I thought he was attractive alright?”
Viggo smiled back, “You’ve got a deal.”
“Thanks mate.” He smiled and clapped his shoulders. “Get some sleep, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Viggo nodded as Sean headed out the door and he slowly closed it behind him. He walked back into his bedroom and sat down on the side of the bed letting out a deep breath. He grabbed a hold of the pill bottle that sat on the nightstand and opened the bottle and took a couple quickly. He grimaced as they went down. He sat and looked at the picture of his wife with the glass shattered across the face. He let out another long sigh. He pulled off his sweats and he reached over and turned off the light, and lay back on the bed.
His thoughts raced back to what had happened moments before the crash. He closed his eyes as thoughts of Orlando came to his mind…the image of the young man’s body arching under his touch, his moans that poured out from those succulent lips, the look on his face as he had reached his orgasm and the essence that poured forth from that orgasm. He licked his lips at the thought of this image. God… he was so damn beautiful!
He had never in his life seen anything that compared to his young lover at that moment of completion. “Oh God Orlando,” he moaned out loud at the thought of the young supple body. He could still smell his essence on the sheets as the smell drifted up through the air. It had his cock hard within seconds. He moved his hand down beneath his boxers and felt the hard erection tenting the soft fabric. He stroked himself slowly feeling every curve and vein of his hardness. His slit was wet and he rubbed his thumb over it and smeared the fluid around his penis; he closed his eyes as he felt the erotic sensation flow through him. He lifted his hips and with his other hand lowered his boxers and kicked them off.
He used the other hand and grabbed his balls holding them and teasing himself. He wiped a bit of cum off his slit and brought it to his lips, his tongue coming out to taste his own essence. He groaned at the sensual taste, sucking on his finger thoroughly. He brought his hand back down and firmly gripped his cock and gave it a few firm strokes arching his hips as he did, he changed hands on his cock and lowered the one that was covered with his cum and reached back and circled his entrance. He tightened at the feeling it gave him and his hand sped up on his now dripping erection. He teased his entrance with the lubricated finger until he couldn’t take anymore teasing and slipped the finger slowly inside. He gasped suddenly as he felt the warm heat inside him and his hole, as it stretched around his thick finger. He imagined it was Orlando’s finger that was inside him and that it was Orlando’s hand on his cock. The picture of the brown eyes gazing up at him beneath lowered lashes was overwhelming and he pushed deeper into the passage until he found the one spot that was the most exquisite. When he did he cried out in pleasure. His body jerking to the intense sensation. He pulled on his shaft harder and pushed in harder at the same time, moaning Orlando’s name as he did. “Oh God baby, fuck me,” he moaned. His body was rocking back and forth with the dual assault. He added another finger and hissed with pleasure as it stretched him further. “Orlando,” he moaned again, as sparks of pleasure soared through his taut body. When the third finger was added and brushed over his gland he grunted loudly as his orgasm flowed through his body and he came suddenly with spurts of hot cum that flowed out onto his taut abdomen. His breath came in short gasps as he came down from his high, trying to gather his breath again. When he had finally calmed down enough to think, he pulled his fingers out of his tight passage and let out a soft hiss, his hole clenching his finger as he did. He still held onto this cock as it went soft in his hand. His hand trembled when he finally released the limp shaft and he sat up shakily. He felt dizzy and so warm. He struggled to get up and finally made it to the restroom and grabbed a towel and cleaned his belly and his cock from his sticky seed. He washed over his entrance and his hole tightened as he wiped over the still sensitive flesh. He looked up in the mirror when he was done and stared at his reflection.
He looked flushed and he looked like he had just been fucked thoroughly and he laughed to himself.
“Orlando,” he whispered into the quiet of the bathroom. “Look what you have done to me. And you weren’t even here.”
He walked slowly back to the bed and laid down again. His mind and body were relaxed with the after affects of the orgasm and he felt satisfied and tired all of a sudden. He turned on his side and grabbed his pillow tightly and drifted off into a deep sleep, with thoughts of deep brown eyes gazing through lowered lashes to keep him warm during the night.
Orlando awoke slowly the next morning. His eye’s opened to the sun shining through the window; he blinked rapidly a couple of times. He turned and groaned as he lay on his injured ribs. He slowly sat up in bed and looked around the room. He realized after a minute that he wasn’t in his room at home, and then the events from the previous night came flooding back to him. He groaned again as he thought back to the previous nights events. He stood up on shaky legs and made his way to the rest room. He emptied his bladder and wandered into the kitchen scratching his crotch as he did.
“Morning Princess,” Elijah smiled at him, as he set out a plate for him.
He mumbled something under his breath as he sat down.
“What was that Orli?” he asked smiling. “Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?”
“Shut up Lij will ya?” he mumbled as he laid his head on the table. “I feel like I have a hangover.” He mumbled into his arms.
“Well not the normal kind of hangover I’m sure,” Elijah chuckled.
He sat down and set down the glass of juice for his friend.
Orlando looked up and eyed the juice and took a small drink, puckering his lips as he did.
“God that’s strong,”
“It’s my special mixture, a family secret. “ Elijah beamed.
Orlando took the slice of toast offered him and nibbled on the corner.
“I called Peter, Orli.” He said at last.
Orlando head shot up straight, “What did he say?” he asked worriedly.
“I just told him you weren’t feeling well is all, and I suggested I stay with you for the rest of the day.”
“Oh I’m sure that went well, two of his main characters not showing for work.”
“I think he thinks it’s your heart maybe giving you trouble, he said maybe I should take you to the dr for a check-up.”
“Oh shit,” he said. “I don’t want him to worry about me Lij! God I feel like such an ass.”
“Well, at least this will give us time to think what we’re going to say to Bean. You are still going to talk to him, right?” he asked looking at Orlando.
Orlando lowered his eyes to his piece of toast studying its shapes intently. “Yeah,” he said with a deep sigh. “God, this is so not going to be good Lij.”
Elijah reached over and took Orlando’s hand in his, “I’ll be there mate, you know that?”
Orlando smiled back, “Yeah, thanks Lij, don’t know what I would do without you.”
“So…. its okay to call Bean and set up a meeting then?” he asked as he downed his juice.
Orlando nodded his head slightly in a form of acceptance. “Make the call,” he said. “I think I’ll take a shower while you do okay?”
“Sure Orli, go ahead.”
Orlando got up from the table slowly and walked back to the bathroom and turned on the shower until it was good and hot. He removed his boxers and rib belt and stepped into the shower. “Ahhhhh,” he moaned as the heat hit his back and started to relax him. He let the water beat on his body until he finally grabbed the soap and started to wash. He washed the basics first, his face and neck his arms and so on. He then reached down and washed around his cock and he couldn’t help but remember the feel of Viggo's hand on him as he coaxed the best orgasm of his life out of him. He groaned when he felt his cock stiffening in his hand as he washed it. “Down boy, down,” he growled in exasperation at his uncooperative dick. But it didn’t listen, and preceded to grow in size as he washed, no matter how hard he tried, it would not go away. He really did not want to wank in Elijah’s shower. That was just not cool. He washed his back trying to concentrate on something else until his hands felt the top of his crease and his buttocks tightened in response. He sucked in a breath of air and held his breath. He let it out slowly trying to relax himself, but he knew it was to late and he was already to far aroused to just ignore the problem.
He peered around the shower curtain and made sure the door was still closed and proceeded to stoke himself lazily at first. He closed his eyes and sighed in satisfaction as he realized he needed this. He ran his thumb over the head and drew back the foreskin and rubbed the tip. “Ahhhh,” he moaned. “That feels so good. So good,” he hummed.
He gripped his shaft and stroked the soap over it and had it lubed nicely, his hand slid over the length easily. He closed his eyes harder as his hand gripped his cock harder. His thoughts veered to the night before when Viggo had been stroking him. He moaned in delight as he felt the heat pool in his lower abdomen. His breath was coming in quick pants now and he cried out in ecstasy as he came suddenly moaning loudly as he did. He clamped his hand over his mouth when he realized how loud he had been. His other hand held his cock as its juice was spilled onto the shower floor. He groaned again as he felt another spasm flow through his body.
“Orli you okay?” he heard suddenly at the door.
“Yeah,” he squeaked out as he realized Lij was just outside the door. What if he had heard him cry out? Oh God, this was so embarrassing.
“You sure? You sounded like you were in pain? Should I come in? Do you need help?” he asked worriedly.
“No!” he yelled as he frantically cleaned himself off. “I’m fine, really, just twisted my ribs a bit.”
“Okay, but let me know if you need help okay?” he replied.
“Yeah sure, thanks mate,” He called out as he turned off the shower and stepped out and went over to listen at the door. He waited quietly as he could, his breaths still coming in short gasps. He sat down on the toilet seat and dropped his head into his hands. “Oh shit, that was close.” He let out a deep breath he had been holding. He was not going to do that again, not here at least. That was way to close; Lij could have just walked in and heard him moaning. God he was daft! He took one more big breath and stood and finished drying himself. He put on a clean t-shirt and boxers and walked back out into the kitchen.
Elijah was putting away the dishes as he came in. “You feel better? “he asked as he looked at his friend, eyeing him closely.
“Um, yeah…. thanks Lij I was just..um I twisted wrong while I was showering,” he said quickly looking away.
Elijah looked him over and saw the flushed cheeks and the nervous twitching. He chuckled to himself, “Yeah okay, whatever Orli,” he shrugged his shoulders.
“What’s that mean?” he asked.
“Nothing Orli, I just meant, okay,” he shrugged his shoulders and turned around and grinned.
Orlando had a feeling maybe Elijah did hear something. “Did you call Bean yet?” he asked trying to get away from the topic before he was humiliated.
“No, not yet, I wanted to wait till you were done.” He said as he put the last dish away.
“You ready for me to call?” he asked.
“Yeah, I suppose, did he go in today?”
“Not sure, maybe,” he said as he grabbed the phone and dialed the number. It rang several times and he thought for a bit that he wouldn’t be home.
“Lo,” came a voice suddenly, and out of breath.
“Bean? Is that you?”
“Yeah mate, I was just getting out of the shower and heard the phone, I tried to hurry. Did you talk to Orli?”
“Yeah, that’s why I’m calling, he wants to talk to you first Sean.” He said.
“Sure, sure, that’s fine, is he going to talk to Vig too?”
“Um…we’ll discuss that after we’ve talked to you okay?” he said nervously.
“I was going to go into the studio today and watch Vig for a while but I think I’ll stop there first then. I assume you two took the day off since it’s late?”
“Yeah I called Peter earlier, I didn’t think Orli was ready to tackle middle earth yet let alone seeing Viggo.”
“I see, well…let me get dried and dressed and then I’ll be over alright?” he said as he dried his hair.
“That’s great Sean, we’ll see you in a bit then. Bye.”
“Bye lad,” he said and hung up the phone. He stood there a minute and stared thoughtfully at the phone. He snorted to himself after a minute, God he thought, what drama.
Elijah clicked off and set the phone back down.
“He coming?” he asked as he chewed on his nails.
“He’s just got to finish getting dressed and then he will be over, he’s going to the set after he leaves here,”
Orlando nodded his head and kept chewing his nail.
“Stop that Orli!”
“I can’t, I always bite my nails when I’m nervous.”
“Beanie is not going to be judgmental Orli, okay?”He said trying to calm his friend down.
Orlando nodded his head and took his finger out of his mouth and sat on his hands. He took a deep breath. All he had to do now was wait.
Orlando was sitting on the couch watching TV when the bell rang. He looked up at Elijah with almost a look of panic.
“It’s just Bean Orli, calm down okay?” he said as walked to the door.
He opened the door slowly and Sean peered his head in. “Okay to come in?” he asked gently.
“Yeah, Come on, we’re waiting for ya,” he said and opened the door further.
Sean stepped in the house. He was always a large presence when he walked into a room, but today Orlando thought he was especially large and dominating. He felt small compared to the large man.
“Hey Orli,” he said softly as he sat down in the chair opposite of him while Elijah sat on the couch next to him. “How are you?”
“Hey Sean,” he said quietly as he looked up beneath lowered lashes. “I’m good.”
“Are you ready to talk lad?” he asked trying to be gentle with him.
“No not really,” he said. But he looked up and at Elijah, “But I will, that is why you’re here.”
Sean looked over at Elijah. “Yeah I suppose it is,” he said with a smile.
Orlando shifted nervously on the couch. He didn’t know how to bring up the subject? He couldn’t just blurt it out. He scratched his curls a bit and looked at Elijah who gave hem a nod to go ahead.
“Um…about a year or so ago, I had some surgery.” He began.
Sean leaned foreword as he watched Orlando intensely.
“I..had been ill for some time…” he said quietly.
“I didn’t know Orli,” he said with surprise. “Why didn’t you just say so?"
“It was a different kind of surgery…I mean a lot of people don’t have this done.”
Sean looked at him closely for a minute and his widened in shock for a minute, “You…had a…sex change?” he gasped out suddenly.
“No! No!” he said quickly, nothing like that. No!” He laughed.
Sean shook his head, “Well that’s good to hear. I was sort of worried there for a minute, had my heart going you did,” he laughed.
“Sorry Sean, I didn’t mean to give you heart failure…..” he said as his voice trailed off.
“Yeah, well, go ahead and continue, sorry for the rude interruption.
“No like I said before I was ill, I was very…very…ill,” he said slowly.
“So, what was wrong Orlando if that’s okay to ask?” he replied concerned now.
“Well, I guess it’s okay because that’s part of the problem. You see… I had a bad heart Sean.” He said at last.
“Oh God Orlando, I’m sorry, really, I didn’t know.”
“That’s why I never changed in front of you guys at all, I didn’t want you to see my scar.”
“You had to have open heart surgery then?” he asked.
Orlando looked at Elijah for help. “Go on Orli, just tell him,” he said as he laid a hand on his shoulder in a show of support.
Orlando looked up through those beautiful full lashes at Sean. The man looked lost.
Orlando took a deep breath and winced when his ribs pained him.
“You okay Orli,” he asked can I get you anything?”
“No, it’s just those damn ribs.”
Sean was leaning forward on the edge of his seat now with his elbows planted firmly on his knee’s, his hands pressed together in front of his face as he looked intently at him now.
Orlando felt his nerves start to fray a bit. “Lij, can I have some water please?” he asked.
“Sure Orli, I’ll be back,” he said and hurried into the kitchen for the glass before Orlando chickened out.
He came back in and gave him the glass, which he took a drink immediately from the glass his hands trembling even more as he held the glass tightly.
He licked his lips. “Sean I had more then open heart surgery…I had a heart transplant.” There he had said it the worst he thought was over. By the look in Sean’s eyes he was stunned. “I would of died, if I didn’t get that heart that night.” He said with a hint of tears in his eyes. “If I hadn’t received that heart that very night I would probably be dead right now.” He said as his voice hitched.
“Oh God Orli, I don’t know what to say….I mean I never knew…did anyone?”
“Only Peter and the medical people and then I finally told Elijah.”
Thoughts were pouring into Sean’s brain now of all that had happened since he had met his co- star. Now it seemed to click together. “I should of known something was wrong,” he said, finally thinking that was why he never took his shirt off in front of anyone, why he wouldn’t let Viggo touch him, why he got so upset.
“Why would you Sean? You didn’t know me that well,” he said.
“I should have, after sharing a trailer with you for all those months.” He replied.
“God,” he said again this time quietly and more to himself. “I’m sorry I teased you about the shirt…thing,” he said quietly.
“It’s okay Sean, I know it was rather odd, But I didn’t want anyone to think I was weaker or needed pity of any sort, or anyone saying you can’t do this or that. I wanted to make the decision and Peter let me.”
“I see,” he said quietly. “I’m not sure I understand it all but I’m beginning too. Is that why you didn’t want to have..um…you know…things…with Viggo?” he stammered.
Orli looked at Lijah again. He nodded, “Go on Orli your doing great, it’s almost all out.”
Sean looked at Elijah and thought God there’s more?
Orlando looked around the room trying to gather his courage this was more painful then telling Elijah…”I wanted to have sex with Viggo, Sean…I have very strong feeling’s for him,” he said as he started to chew on his nails again.
“And he does for you also Orli,” he said thinking it might help if he said so.
“I know he does,” he said as he paused. “He was about to get the stuff…you know… the stuff..out of his nightstand when he knocked the picture of his wife over, and it fell and broke.” He said nervously trying to keep his courage up.
“He told me about that Orli, he said when he came back you were taking off out the front door and looked like a scared lamb.”
Orlando rubbed his forehead with his hand feeling a headache coming on all of a sudden.
“I know, I…shouldn’t of left like that, but at the time…I was so upset…I didn’t… I wasn’t thinking correctly.”
“Orli,” he said gently as he kneeled down in front of the young man. He took his small slender hands within his larger ones and tried soothing the young man. He was trembling so hard.
“What is it Orlando? There’s something that you’ve not yet said, something that’s important.”
“I know,” he gasped out suddenly at the tenderness in Sean’s voice and his gentle holding of his hands in the strong ones.
“Hey calm down, I didn’t mean to upset you Orli,” he spoke softly like to a child.
“I know that,” he said as his voice trembled and his tears started to streak down his reddened face.
“Tell me lad,” he said as he brushed back the hair from his face. “It will be okay, just tell me.”
Orlando tried to focus at the soothing tones in Sean’s deep voice. “I…I looked at the picture of his wife, after he had left to get a broom. I thought she was very beautiful!”
“Yes she is Orli, he showed me the picture. Is that what upset you so?”
“No,” he whispered out finally.
“I don’t understand Orli, you’re going to have to explain it to me.” He said still confused.
“I…I can’t say it Sean…” he cried out at last.
Sean looked to Elijah who also had tears in his eyes. “Elijah?” he asked.
“It was the letter he found on the back Sean…”
“The letter,” he repeated to himself. He looked back at Orlando. “The letter that you took Orli, is that it? Is that why you’re so upset?”
Orlando nodded numbly at the bigger man and launched himself suddenly into Sean’s arms holding onto him for dear life. Sean was shocked by the sheer distress that this was causing. Something was wrong… something was terribly wrong. He was getting more and more concerned by the minute.
“Hey lad,” he said softly as Orlando wept in his arms, the tears sliding down his face and soaking Sean’s shirt. Sean rubbed his back soothingly. “It’s okay Orli, everything’s going to be okay,” he said softly as he kissed the side of his head.
Orlando voice hitched again. “But it’s not Sean, it’s not, it never will be, never ever again, he won’t want me now.”
Sean’s eyes moved and looked to Elijah. He sat there his eyes filled with tears. He shook his head. He didn’t want to tell, it wasn’t his place to tell.
“Orli,” he said quieter this time and pulled the young man back a bit so he could look at his face. “The letter…it was from the recipient of Christine’s heart, yeah?”
Orlando’s face screwed up as he tried to answer. But he only shook his head yes.
“Why Orli lad….why would you take it?” he asked looking directly into the beautiful brown eyes, even though they were filled with tears.
Orlando swallowed and looked at Elijah one last time. He nodded his head for him to continue. Orlando bit his lower lip till it drew blood.
“Orli?” Sean put both his hands on the young man’s face so he could look directly at him. “Orli lad, look at me, look…at…me.’ He said slowly. “The letter, tell me about the letter.”
Orlando’s voice trembled as he continued. ‘The letter was from the….the… recipient…it was… I…..
Oh god Sean,” he cried out. “The letter….that letter…it was from me…I have Viggo’s wife’s heart!” He cried out and fell sobbing again into Sean’s arms.
TBC……
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Date: 2006-07-25 10:24 am (UTC)It's good to see Viggo and Orlando still thinking about each other, even through the difficulties they're having. So we won't give up hope yet . . .
"“Orlando,” he whispered into the quiet of the bathroom. “Look what you have done to me. And you weren’t even here.”"
Some lovely humorous moments too - Orlando in the shower, and had to laugh out loud at Sean's comments about the sex change - trust that to be the first thing he would think of!! Wonderful moment!
And what a relief that someone else finally knows what Orlando's been through. I love the way Sean calls him "lad" - it offers him so much comfort, just when he needs it.
What an amazing update; enjoyed every word.
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Date: 2006-07-27 07:40 am (UTC)