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’That bitch! How does she have the right to come over here and flat out tell me that I either have to ask her to marry me or get the hell out of her life? Nowhere in this relationship did I sign up for this.’
“Look, I love you dearly babe, but no way in hell are you going to force me into this. I’d choose being single over that any day.” She looked at me with a disgruntled expression and grabbed her coat, storming out the front door. ‘Women, they’re always so touchy.’
That was two hours ago and now I’m sitting on my living room floor looking at various photos of us from our past with a bottle of Jack Daniels in one hand and my best friend sitting next to me. “So, you don’t think I did the wrong thing?” Well at least that’s what I was trying to say but it came out extremely slurred.
“Not entirely sure what you just said there mate but I think I should answer it with a no and then take the bottle away from you.” Orlando grabbed the bottle out of my hands and sat it on the coffee table behind us.
“Look, she was a bitch. I know you liked her, and bugger all but she was hot. But one can not be forced into marriage.”
I turned to face the Brit sitting next to me. It was always good to have someone there for you when you didn’t know exactly what had happened. “You’re saying she was hot is not helping my situation at all.”
Orlando smiled and laughed. He grabbed the photo album out of my hand and started to flip through some of the pages. “I know but I can’t help it. I always did think she was hot, even before you two hooked up. In fact, if I remember correctly, I’m the one who saw her first.”
“Yes, but being the shy little one that you are I got to her first. So there...” We both laughed and I looked at one of the pictures that Orlando had stopped on. “Maybe I should call her.”
Orlando spluttered and turned to face me. “Are you nuts? The woman is trying to force you into giving up your freedom. As a man you should put this whole thing behind you, get wasted and have meaningless sex with various women. No one has the right to tie you down until you’re damn good and ready to.”
I sighed and turned back to my bottle on the coffee table. “I’ve already drank half a bottle of JD by myself and I’ve never been one to have meaningless sex with women. You should know that.”
Orlando nodded and closed the album. He sat it on the table behind us and then reached out to grab the bottle away from me again. “I know.” I handed it to him and then watched as he downed a good quantity of what was left. “Ouch, that burns.” He handed me the bottle back and looked into my eyes. “Are you willing to put your life on hold to marry this woman?” I shook my head no.
“Do you really want to be tied down to one woman for the rest of your life?” Again, I shook my head no. “Then why the hell would you call her? You know that the only way she would come back is if you promised her all of those things.”
“Good point.” I sighed and looked down into the bottle. It was almost empty so I decided to finish it off. As the liquid burned a path down my throat a thought crossed my mind. “Maybe I should just hook up with a guy. It’d be easier than being with a woman.”
Orlando snorted. “Seriously, I don’t think you could do the whole two guys thing.”
“And why not?” I looked over at the chuckling man and slapped his shoulder.
“It’s only got everything to do with the fact that you’re extremely homophobic. I mean hell; you can’t even stand the thought of two men being together...” I glared at him and began to protest, but was interrupted by his hand in my face. “When you’re sober. When you’re drunk you don’t care about anything.”
“So maybe I’ll date the guy and sign up for a life-time supply of the liquor of my choice.” I grabbed his hand and pulled it out of my line of sight. “Besides, how would you know what being with another guy would be like?”
“I wouldn’t because I’ve never tried it. But, unlike you, I can stand the thought. Hence the fact that my whole group of friends from Lord of the Rings are gay.”
“‘Cept the one that carries around the ring and cries too much.” I squeezed the hand I still had a hold of and looked into Orlando’s chocolate brown eyes. “He’s dating what’s-her-face.”
“His name is Elijah and I know that part.” Orlando looked thoughtful for a moment and absently started to rub the palm of my hand. “What the hell is her name anyways?” I snorted and leaned my body against the significantly sober man’s side. He looked down at me and I could almost see the light bulb come on above his head. “Oh, her name’s Cadence.”
“Who cares?” I looked down at our hands and smiled. “Hey Orli.”
“Hmm?”
I looked back up at his face and my smile widened. “Why don’t we put the whole question of whether or not I’d like the whole gay thing to test?”
Orlando’s jaw dropped and he pulled away from me. “You’re dunker than I thought.”
“Maybe, but at least this way we’ll both be able to figure it out.” I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him closer to me. “Worth a shot.”
Orlando’s eyes widened and he put a hand on my chest to stop me. “Brandon, mate. I don’t think this is such a good idea. What if this fucks up our friendship or something like that?”
I pulled away a bit and thought over what he had just said. Due to my drunkenness and Orlando’s tipsiness, I knew that it probably wouldn’t come to anything that drastic. “It’s just two slightly drunk and curious men trying to figure shit out. What harm can come of that?”
He cocked an eyebrow and tried to push harder. “You’re a nutcase. Now let me go you wan...” I cut him off by slamming my mouth against his. He pulled away and pushed against me again. “Brandon, don’t.”
“Just trust me.” I leaned forward and brushed my lips against his again. Placing my hands on his cheeks, I tried to deepen the kiss by swiping my tongue across his unmoving lips. The small gasp from him granted me access and I instantly pushed my tongue into his mouth.
Orlando’s tongue met mine somewhere in the middle and we both moaned at the same time. I mindlessly started to run my thumbs across his heated cheeks and smiled at the shiver that it caused. Knowing that it was a bold move, I slowly pulled away from the other man’s devouring kiss only to stop and bite down on his lower lip. At this I felt the body beneath mine pause, he pulled away from my assault and gave me a confused chocolate stare.
“What the hell was that?” He panted, sounding as if he needed an oxygen tank.
“I believe that was a kiss. Now do me a favor and shut up so I can continue.” I pulled his face back up to mine and kissed him once again. Taking up the initiative, he pushed his tongue into my mouth, melting into my embrace.
I growled at his forcefulness and pulled him closer to where he was almost in my lap. Breaking for air I moved my hands down to his hips and pulled him the rest of the way. “Might as well.”
He chuckled and ran a hand through my hair. “I don’t think I’m drunk anymore.”
“Me neither.” I kissed his jaw and moved my left hand to the small of his back. “Do you want me to stop?” I punctuated the last part with a bite to his right ear lobe.
“N...no...” He gasped and tilted his head to give me better access. “Not unless you want to.”
I licked a path from his ear down his throat and stopped at the nape of his neck. “I think I need to ‘experiment’ just a bit more.” I moved over to his collar bone and silently sucked on the skin there.
“But I do think that maybe we should take this off.” I began to remove his shirt and looked up into his eyes. He nodded and raised his arms up so I could pull the offending garment over his head. It dropped to the floor and I cautiously moved my gaze down Orlando’s chest. He was muscular and oddly tan.Seeing as how it was December I just couldn’t quite grasp the idea of anyone being tan. “Do you use a tanning bed?”
“Is that really relevant to the situation at hand?” He lifted my chin with just a touch of his fingertips and gave me a frustrated look. “Because seriously, I don’t see how that’s important.”
I laughed and kissed him again. A frustrated Orli was always funny, but add horny to that equation and it just makes the world a better place. I pulled him away from the kiss and smiled at his groan. “Easy there killer.”
“Would you seriously get with the program before I come to my senses and realize how big of a mistake this is?” He grabbed my shirt and started to pull it off of me. My laughter grew as he growled at the buttons. “Bloody infernal things.” Finally getting beyond annoyed, he grabbed two fistfuls of the cloth and pulled until the buttons sprang free in multiple directions.
“I’ll have you know that was an expensive shirt you just ruined.”
“I’ll buy you another one.” He cut off my reply by crashing his lips against my own. I shrugged off my shirt and wrapped my arms around his bare back. It was weird feeling his skin pressed against my own. Mostly because of the fact that it was oddly smooth, kind of like...
“Orli?” I pulled away from him again and winced as he dug his fingernails into my skin.
“What?” Now he was irritated, soon that would change into pissed and a pissed Orlando was no fun.
“Nothing, I’ll ask you later.” I pulled him back to me and kissed his nose.
He loosened his grip and leaned into my touches. I moved down to his lips once again and pulled the bottom one into my mouth to ease away the sting of my previous bite. Orlando moaned and wrapped his arms around my neck, urging me to go further with my exploration.
I smiled and moved one hand to rest on the other man’s chest. Instantly I found a nipple and pinched, receiving a squeak from its owner. He pulled away from my kiss and rested his head on my shoulder. “What... the... hell?” He panted and growled when I made the same move.
“I take it you like?” Chuckling, I lowered my lips to his neck and started to trail bites along the exposed skin. Orlando shivered at the multiple things going on and awkwardly shifted in my lap. Not entirely sure if he wanted to get away from me or not, I maneuvered him to where I could wreak havoc on his neck and nipple and limit his squirming space. Meaning I lowered him into a laying position on the floor and pinned him down with my legs.
“Holy shit...” He moaned and opened his legs wider so I could nestle in between them. I cut him off with a bite to his shoulder and twist to the piece of flesh in between my fingers.
“Running commentary is not appreciated Orli. So as long as my name’s not being moaned or something to that affect, I suggest you shut up or I quit.” I twisted the hardening nub again and had to stifle a laugh as Orlando yelped.
“Right. Can’t stop. Must continue.” He gasped as I trailed kisses down his chest and started my attack on his other nipple. “Oh God!”
I pulled away from my target and looked down at the disheveled man beneath me. “Nope, names Brandon remember?”
“Shut up!” We both laughed. Orlando put his hands on my back and smiled up at me. “I have to ask you something.”
“What’s that?” I started to run my hands across Orlando’s chest and lingered on the spots that made him jump.
“How far are we going to take this?”
I stopped my searching and looked back down into desire filled brown eyes. “Hadn’t really thought that part out.”
“Might want to before we get too carried away.” He grabbed my hands and rested them on his chest. “Do you want to try the whole sex part or what?”
I laughed and shifted to where my lower half evenly matched up with his own. Our erections pressing firmly together, we both groaned and I pulled one hand free and used it to prop myself up to watch his desire turn into absolute need. “Have to say, I love your bluntness.” I moved my hips, rubbing our jean clad members together. “Judging by both of our reactions to this...” I emphasized ‘this’ by moving again, receiving a groan and more panting from the man. “I think we should probably go further.”
Orlando nodded and pulled me down for a mouth searing kiss. At the same time he wrapped his legs around my waist increasing the friction that was caused by my continuous movement. We both broke apart sometime later when the need to breath became too important.
“Brandon...” Orlando moaned my name and moved his hands to the waistband of my jeans. “I think maybe we should take these off.”
“Hmm, good idea.” I sat up and pulled him with me. He reached out and grabbed my belt loops, pulling me up more so he could wriggle me out of my jeans.
“Maybe this would go faster if we took our own clothes off.” He smiled and stopped my roaming hands. “Otherwise, this is going to take forever.”
“Always did think up the best solutions.” I stood up and quickly unbuttoned my pants. Orlando followed in much the same fashion. Within minutes we were both standing in my living room completely naked and remarkably turned on. “Have to say this is definitely a new one for us.”
Orlando laughed and moved the short distance between us to wrap his arms around my waist. “Yeah, but I have a feeling it’ll be very enjoyable.” He pulled me closer to his small frame and pressed a quick kiss to my lips before he pulled away and started to maneuver me towards my bedroom. We both stumbled over the various items strewn across the floor until we reached my bed and fell onto it in a heap of tangled limbs.
“Orli...” I panted and grabbed him by the shoulders as he slowly ground his erection against mine. “Oh shit...”
“Talk about me being vocal.” Orlando snorted and rolled his hips again causing a shudder to rack through my body.
“Mmm, shut up...” I gasped and dropped my hands down to the sheets. Clenching huge handfuls, I moaned and wrapped my legs around his waist. He quickened his pace as the added weight from my legs made the friction almost unbearable. “Fuck... Orli...” I panted and moved one hand up above my head, grasping onto the headboard.
“So close.” He leaned down and kissed me as he changed to a different angle. “Brandon...”
Within seconds we were both reduced to a pile of ‘mush’, for lack of a better word. I slowly got my breathing under control and moved one of my hands up to run circles on the sweaty back of the man on top of me. “Wow.”
“Yeah.” Orlando rolled off of me and lay on his back next to my side. “Well, that was fun.”
We both laughed and got up to clean up the mess we had just made. “We should definitely do this again.”
Orlando smiled and slapped my ass. “Most definitely.”
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