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Calypso's 7	By : Nilandunewen Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 1856 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Calypso’s 7

Author: Nilandúnêwen
Rating: NC-17
Paring: Orlando Bloom/Sean Bean
Summery: The two actors of ‘Troy’ have a day off. A Gozitan shows them some nice places on the island.
Note: When you review don’t forget to mention the chapter you’re reviewing. Lina, have fun! I wrote it just for you.

Chapter 1: A visit to Gozo

It was early that day. A cool breeze floated over the land, already warm of the arriving summer. The two men stood high, overlooking the Grand Harbour.
“A whole day, just for us.”
“I’m not gonna sit here and do nothin’ all day.”
“We could explore the island.”
“This rock? What can possibly be there to see?” Sean looked a bit bored.
“There is a lot to visit,” a voice said from behind. Both men turned round and saw a man they had seen before on the set.
“Victor, right?” asked Orlando doubtfully.
“Yes, I live on Gozo, the other island,” the man said, pointing at something that wasn’t visible. “If you want, I can show you some of the lovely places on the island.”
Sean looked at Orlando thinking about the offer. He saw the approval in the warm, dark eyes
“A’ right then,” Sean answered Victor, “But not by helicopter.”
“No, of course not. We’ll take the boat at Cirkewwa.”
“Let’s go, then.”
Victor led the two men to his car and soon they were heading towards the ferry at Cirkewwa. They crossed the dry land, no more then a rock sticking out of the Mediterenean. Victor knew his way well on the little roads of Malta. Sean and Orlando where enjoying the view of rock and limestone houses when Victor stopped the car.
“I’ll be wright back.” He jumped out and walked in a quickly pace to a little box-office further on.
“You know, we could ‘ve spent this day in a very different way.” Sean caressed Orlando’s knee.
“There’s plenty of time for that kind of stuff,” his eyes pierced Sean’s.
“When?”
“Anytime you want.” Orlando bend his upper body over Sean and gave him a long, deep kiss. His hand moved southwards and Sean’s kiss became more intense when a warmth came over his crotch. Suddenly Orlando pulled back.
“Not too much at once, little bastard.”
“You know I don’ like it when you tease me like that, softy.”
Orlando smiled, “Our chauffeur’s back.”
Victor entered the car and drove towards the big opening in the ferry that was docked a little further. He manoeuvred the car between others and stopped the engine.
“It will take half an hour to reach Gozo. You can go on deck and I’ll see you here in twenty-five minutes.” Victor stepped out of the car. Orlando and Sean followed his move. After closing the car, he led the two men upstairs and went to the cafeteria. His guests went on deck. As the ferry left, a refreshing wind touched their faces. Orlando filled his lungs with fresh air. A deep sigh followed.
“Pity he locked the car.” Orlando looked at Sean who was overlooking the sea with dissappointment.
“We’ll get enough time for ourselfs,” comforted the young man him, putting his hand over Sean’s.

Soon time was up and the two men went downdecks. Victor was awaiting them.
“I will bring you to a very suitable place to start. A place that Mr. Bean should remember,” laughed Victor. Sean looked in an examinating way at Orlando, not knowing what Victor meant.

After a lot of shouting the crowd vanished and the car was bringing them to an unknown place. The landscape was a bit different than before the boattrip. The rocks were covered with some green that had survived the heat of the early summer. It was quiet for some time untill Victor broke the silence.
“I’m taking you to Calypso’s cave. Mr. Bean should know this place.”
“Euh,” answered Sean a little confused.
“According to the story, Odysseus stayed with Calypso for seven years before returning home.”
“Really?”
“Yes, if you want, you can enter the cave and see the red beach.”
“Sure.”
Victor stopped the car and led the two men upwards. Orlando and Sean followed and saw a group of women.
“These women work here. But there are no tourists so they sit out here.”
Sean and Orlando didn’t hear him. They were amazed by the site. Standing at the rail, they looked down the cliff under them. Waves hit the rocks or flooded over the red sand of the beach.
“Amazing.”
“Breathtaking.”
“Come, my friends. Enter the cave. It makes the view even more spectacular.” Victor pushed a candle in their hands. “Be careful, the stairs are slippery.”
The two men carefully entered the cave. A big ‘window’ overlooked the beach.
“You can go even further. Take all the time you need,” Victor yelled from above. Hypnotised by the view they went deeper into the cave.
“So you stayed here for seven years with Calypso.”
“I could stay here forever with you.” Both men looked in each others eyes. Orlando bent through his knees, still holding Sean’s gaze. He put the candle on the ground and crept slowly towards his compagnion.
“I’ll have to disappoint you, Mr. Odysseus. Calypso isn’t home. Is there something I can do?” Orlando whispered.
“Well, euh, ...” The young man didn’t give Sean the time to answer.
“I find it hot in here. Let me open a window.” His hands slid slowly over Sean’s legs towards the zipper and unlocked it.
“That’s better,” Orlando whispered naughty. His breath unleashed a feeling in Sean’s cock. It was cool and burning hot. He felt the warm hands freeing his crotch and moving towards his arse. He moaned when he felt the wet tip of Orlando’s tongue around his own tip. Softly Orlando closed his mouth and his lips encircled the head. The sweet sounds Sean made, drove him further, going up, swallowing the entire hardness. Sean slipt his hands through the young man’s dark hair, pushing his cock deeper in the warm hole.
“More,” he groaned. The movements became more quicker, more long. Sean bit his lip so that he wouldn’t scream. The sweet feeling was overwhelming, filling. He felt Orlando’s fingers going inside him. He pressed his cock deeper, feeling the outburst in his member. A lustful sound came from below him, knowing that he had come.
“Is everything alright down there,” yelled Victor’s voice.
“Yes,” whispered Sean. “Yes,” this time louder, “Everything is fine.” It took him everything not to scream it out. Finally it was over. Orlando pulled back, giving his lover time to recover. Sean sank through his weakened knees.
“You are divine,” gasped Sean.
“I know,” Orlando whiped his mouth, “So are you.” After a few minutes they went back to the surface. Victor smiled at them.
“You spent a lot of time down there. It overtook you, didn’t it.”
“Breathtaking,” Sean answered.
“Come,” said Victor, “there is much more to see.” Orlando and Sean followed him to the car.

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The car stopped at a deserted place. When they got out of the car, they heard the waves hitting the rocks.
“Over there you will find the Azure Window. You will need some time to absorb the entire view so take all the time you need. Meanwhile I’m going for a drink. You will find me there,” Victor pointed at a little bar. Sean and Orlando walked towards the sea. When they came to the end of the rocks, they looked up. A massive structure arose before them. A gate, carved by the salty waters of the sea, reached high towards the sky. The white foam on top of the waves fell close to their feet.
“Let’s go up there,” Sean jumped over the rocks and started to climb the hill to reach the top of the Window. Orlando followed him.
“Since when are you so quick, old man,” yelled the follower.
“Come on, softy,” was the reply. After a few minutes of climbing, the two men stood on top. They overlooked the sea, reaching the horizon. The cliffs around them formed a high wall, as a border around the wild waves. Orlando took in the view when he felt the warm body of his friend behind him. Sean licked the young man’s ear and placed his hands on his hips.
“They will see us,” the voice trembled. Sean wondered if it was out of fear or out of excitement.
“I don’ care,” he moved his mouth to Orlando’s neck, giving him little kisses. He tightened his arms around the body, putting one hand in Orlando’s trousers and pushing him closer against his own body. He felt the doubt inside his lover. The growing feeling of wanting more and the fear of being caught. Sean realised that he had won as he felt Orlando’s arms on his hips. He went on kissing and lowered the young man’s trousers. Sean kneaded the cock until Orlando pinched his hips. At the same time he felt the hardness growing in his hand and pulled the young man on the ground. Lying on his back, Sean wrapped his legs around the other legs so that they were spreaded. He went on kissing Orlando’s neck who was moaning and searching for air while his eyes looked at the blue sky. With one hand he rubbed the hard cock, his other hand moving inside Orlando. He felt the warm body struggling between his legs and arms. Sean gently bit on Orlando’s ear, driving him crazy. While he came, Sean pushed another finger in. A scream of satisfaction followed. He stirred his fingers, driving his lover to madness.
“I can take no more.” With difficulty Orlando pushed the words out.
“Where almost there.” He thightened his grip around the cock and he placed his fingers even deeper. Orlando squirmed like crazy, fighting with the screams inside him. When he was done, Sean released him. Deep breaths filled the young man’s lungs and the rythm of his heartbeat became more steadily.
“That was refreshing,” said Sean who rolled Orlando of him and got up. He saw the trembling body lie on the rocks.
“Come on, softy,” he pulled Orlando back on his feet, “It’s time to return to the car.” Still a bit weak, Orlando followed Sean.

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Victor parked the car.
“This village is called Xlendi Bay. We’ll have lunch here. I’m sure that you are hungry.” The three men stepped out of the car and entered a little restaurant. The meal did them good after a tiring morning. They relaxed and listened to Victor’s story about life on this island that the two men started to love.
“There are here very nice places indeed,” said Orlando as he emptied his glass, “Very quiet.” Sean suppressed a laugh. He loved it when his lover used subtle hints.
“We should do this more often,” answered Sean.
“I can take you wherever you like,” smiled Victor.
“Would you like a compensation?” Sean suppressed another laugh but Orlando gave him a serious look.
“No no, it’s an honour to show you around.”
“Feeling’s likewise,” Sean poured the last drops of beer in his throat .
“Come, let’s go and take a better view of the bay.” The three men got up and left the restaurant. In front of them was the small bay enclosed between two walls of rock. On the right side there was a cave where people where swimming. Next to the road a staircase climbed above the cave, giving an amazing view of the bay and its little village.
“Come.” Victor took the actors to the stairs.
“Infern Victor!” The three men turned round and they saw an older man coming towards them. Victor went to meet the man and started to talk in his native tongue.
“I think where back on our own.”
“Like you mind,” smiled Sean, “Let’s go. Who knows what we discover up there.”
“You’re absolutely obsessed.”
“Obsessed by you,” he pushed the younger man up the stairs.
“You’re such a bastard,” said Orlando challenging. A pinch in his behind made him go faster. They went on climbing. Everytime Orlando stopped to take a look, Sean pinched him.
“Can’t you keep your hands of my butt for one second?”
“Sure. One, two, three, four,” Sean pinched him again.
“Why did I ever started something with you?”
Sean placed his mouth near Orlando’s ear and whispered, “Because I’m so damned good.” He looked examining when Sean passed him. They went on, higher and higher, until they reached the top. For moments they stood silently. People came and went, but not once did they stand alone.
“We won’t get any action here,” Sean overlooked the bay.
“Can’t you think for once at something else? Am I nothing more than a toy in your hands, fulfilling your manly needs?”
“What?” With an angry look Sean left his place and started the descent.
“Sean!” Orlando followed him as fast as he could, “He’s such a bastard!”
When he arrived downstairs, he saw Sean and Victor waiting for him.
“Couldn’t get enough of the view, did you?” smiled Victor.
“No.” He pierced Seans eyes, but didn’t receive a response. They followed their chauffeur back to the car and took off. The road winded through the green countryside, leading to the capital, Victoria. It was a vast city, rising above the surrounding land and crowned with the Citadel. It was busy: cars made their way through the little streets, people visited the market on the square in the centre of the city or were sitting on the street in front of bars, looking at the many tourists. Victor parked the car in a little and quiet street. He led his two guests to the square and stopped in front of a small bar.
“The nicest thing in Victoria is the Citadel. If you want you can visit it,” said their guide.
“Sounds good,” answered Sean.
“Take that street over there,” pointed Victor, “It leads to the entrance. Afterwards you can shop or go for a drink. When you’re ready to go, you can find me here.” Orlando and Sean nodded. They crossed the street and Victor entered the bar, greeting his friends who were sitting there already. The climb to the Citadel was steep and the two boys started sweating. When they reached the gate, they stopped to capture their breath.
Orlando, sitting on a bench, looked at Sean who stood at the wall surrounding the Citadel. He got up and joined Sean. Silently they stood next to eachother.
“It’s dangerous to stand this close to me,” said Sean, overlooking the city.
“I know,” answered Orlando, “That’s why I’m doing it.” Sean gave him a surprising look.
“I was wrong and I admit it.” Orlando did not dare to look in Sean’s eyes.
“I was wrong too. Sometimes it’s just too much but when I’m with you, I get that special feeling and I loose control of myself.”
Orlando smiled: “That’s why you are a bastard.”
“And that’s why you are a softy,” Sean provoked him.
“Well, if you won’t be a nice boy today, you won’t get a treat tonight,” Orlando responded.
“You know I’m always naughty.”
Orlando laughed: “Let’s visit this Citadel. Perhaps we discover some nice surprises.”

They entered the gate and followed streets, stairs and doors through the Citadel. When they reached a wall, they overlooked the island and saw the sea on the horizon.
“It’s really nice here.” Sean and Orlando strolled through one of the many little streets.
“Yes, and it’s quiet. Especially this street.”
Orlando looked round. The street was small and bordered with high walls. A little further on their was a staircase leading up.
“And you just want to do it in the middle of the street?” Orlando asked.
“There’s no one here,” answered Sean.
“Fine by me but when someone arrives, we’re busted.”
“You’re right. What a scandal it would make,” Sean frowned, “Let’s look for a better place.” The two men continued their way through the Citadel, looking for a quiet spot, until they reached the maingate.
“Well, this wasn’t a suitable place to get a good shag,” Sean said disappointed.
“Never mind. The next place will be twice as good.”
“Really?” Sean asked, “And what makes you think that?”
“All the previous places where nice. I’m sure there will be more on this island.”
Sean laughed: “And I thought I was the bastard.”
Sean and Orlando went back to the square where Victor was awaiting them. On their way down, they passed some giftshops. Sean entered one.
“What are you up to?” asked Orlando him as he followed his lover in.
“Buying something for my kids,” answered Sean while he looked around. He found something quickly and they were back on the street in no time. They arrived at the bar and went inside. The walls where made of the typical local stone which had a warm, creamy colour. The buffet and tables were made of dark wood and in the back there stood a little rack filled with bottles of local wine. Orlando and Sean took place at Victor’s table.
“Would you like some wine?” asked victor them. The two men didn’t refuse and Victor offered them a good, home-made wine. They laughed and enjoyed the company of the friendly Gozitans. Time passed before they got up and left for a final visit: the prehistoric temples of Ggantija.

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Victor parked the car on a parking space at the border of a little village. He guided the two actors down a broad road, bordered with low walls to protect the fruit trees and big plants behind them. As they went down, Sean and Orlando saw a huge structure of gargantuan megaliths at the end of the road.
“It looks a bit like Stonehenge,” remarked Sean.
“Yes, but this one’s older,” answered Victor smiling. When they arrived at the entrance, a line of tourists was waiting to buy a ticket.
“It’s really worth going inside,” conviced Victor his guests.
“Ok, I’ll go and get the tickets.” Orlando took his place in the line. Sean looked thoughtful at the temple which was entirely closed.
“Victor, would you do us a favour?” Sean asked him.
“Of course.”
“I’d like to go in alone, without any tourists.”
Victor hesitated: “I’ll see what I can do.” He went in front of the line and started talking in his native language to the ticketsalesman. A few minutes later he rejoined Sean.
“You can go inside on your own but only for 15 minutes.”
“That’s all I need,” smiled Sean. He paid Victor the tickets and went to get Orlando out of the waiting line: “Let’s go, loverboy.”
Orlando followed Sean without knowing what was going on. As they entered, the last tourists came out.
“What’s going on?”
“We now have the entire temple for our own.” The two men entered the building. There was one corridor surrounded by circular rooms. Everything was build with enormous rocks. There were no windows and no roof.
“This is even nicer than Stonehenge,” Orlando said in wonder.
“And it’s much better than that Citadel,” smiled Sean. They entered a room and saw a huge stone in the middle, like an altar. Sean looked up to see if the road to the entrance was visible.
“It’s perfect,” he murmured.
“Do you think they killed people here?” Orlando stood near the altar.
“They could of done other things.” Sean went towards his lover. Orlando had his hands on the altar and felt Sean standing behind him. He started to nibble Orlando’s ear. His hands moved over Orlando’s chest and he started to untie his shirt. The young man closed his eyes and surrendered to Sean’s hands. A warm tongue slid down his ear into his neck. His loosened shirt fell on the ground. Sean kissed Orlando on the shoulders while his hands moved down. They opened the trousers and pushed down his underpants. Sean’s tongue moved over Orlando’s back while he bent his knees. His hands undressed the last parts of clothes Orlando was wearing. Sean got up and felt the naked body in his palms. He kissed Orlando’s neck once more and whispered: “Now it’s your turn.” Sean let him go and layed down on the altar. Orlando opened his eyes and saw Sean lying in front of him. He climbed on top of him and kissed his forehead. He covered Sean with kisses, first his cheeks, licking his ear and then his lips. He moved his tongue inside Sean’s mouth, slowly and deep. With the tips of his fingers, Sean touched Orlando’s arms, shoulders and back until he reached the spine. He felt the warmth of the body growing in his hands. Orlando continued. He opened the buttons of Sean’s shirt, one by one, always kissing the newly uncovered skin. Suddenly he sat up, looking at Sean’s bare chest. For several moments they looked at each other, silently, waiting. Sean put himself up as far as possible and kissed Orlando. His hands slid through the thick dark hair and pulled his lover down, forcing him to continue. Orlando licked Sean’s chest and with his tongue he played with the hardening nipples. Sean let Orlando go and his arms hung weak over the altar. He looked at the cloudless sky and felt Orlando wakening a breathtaking feeling inside him.
“Sean,” whispered Orlando. He looked up and his lover gave him a tube of lume. Then he turned around, provoking Sean with his bum while he took off Sean’s belt and opened his trousers. Sean put some lume on his fingers and moaned. He felt Orlando’s wet tongue on his cock and an itchy feeling coming up. He put a finger inside Orlando who responded with swallowing the cock. As Sean moved his finger, Orlando followed with his tongue. Another finger went in and the grip on his cock got tighter. Orlando moved the cock inside his mouth and felt it grow hard. Meanwhile he turned with his butt around Sean’s fingers that were inside him. Sean wanted more and pushed another finger in. Orlando moaned. With his other hand, Sean grabbed Orlando’s cock and felt some teeth on his one.
“Not too hard,” groaned Sean. As he felt he was coming, he moved his hand harder around the cock in his hand.
“The lume,” whispered Orlando when he released Sean. He embrocated the hard cock.
“Wait,” said Sean and moved himself under Orlando. He took the hardened cock inside his mouth. His lover moaned and tried to suppress a scream. He placed his hands on Orlando’s butt and pushed the cock deeper in. Sean heard him moaning and groaning and knew he was coming. He took the lume and rubbed a lot of it on the hard cock. The coldness overtook Orlando and he screamed. Sean crawled off the altar, took off his trousers and crept back under his lover, now facing him.
“Do it,” he said. The young man pushed Sean’s knees on his chest and moved in him, very slow and as far as possible. With his body he squeezed Sean’s upper legs between them while his feet hung in the air. This made him move even deeper. He pulled back a little and pushed his cock back in. The movements became quicker and harder. Sean came as well and groaned loud. The sound drove Orlando insane and he went faster, deeper. He held Sean tight, so he could go even further. Sean’s body slacked and he was like a lifeless puppet, dependent on Orlando’s cock and his filling dispersion. Time stopped but the movements went on: hard ... deep ... filling. Orlando went on pushing and Sean followed willingly. Then, it was over. The young man fell on his back and for minutes they layed quietly, catching their breath. Sean got up first and put his clothes on.
“Orlando, time’s up.” He didn’t respond. Sean dressed his tired lover and helped him back on his feet.
“Enough for one day,” whispered Orlando.
“You’re right,” answered Sean, “Tomorrow’s a new day.”

Chapter 2 is on it’s way. There, Sean awaits a late birthday present.
Please let me know if you liked it, so I can alter some things in the next chapter if it’s necessary.
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