17

Aftershock

A couple of days passed after the PR statement was released to the public. It's officially been 8 weeks since Leo broke his foot. Leo and Cris's phones are still going off. They choose to ignore all the messages and calls from everyone. "What part of privacy does everyone not get? We want to be left alone right now." Mutters a frustrated Leo. "I know it's hard now, Mi Amor, but this will pass." Cris reassures his young boyfriend. He kisses his petite lover on the temple. It seems to work, and he simmers down. The Portuguese man suddenly realizes it's been 2 months. "Mi Amor! We need to go see Dr. Ramirez! It's been 8 weeks already!" Leo is thrilled to hear that."I'll call him and see if I can get seen!" Leo uses the landline phone in the living room, avoiding social media and annoying text messages. "Dr. Ramirez! Hi! I was wondering if you had a couple of minutes to see me and evaluate my foot. It's been 8 weeks, and I want to know where to go from here." Dr. Ramirez can be heard saying, "Lionel! It's so good to hear from you! I hope you stayed at home and relaxed during this time! You and Cristiano can come down to my office, I have time to see you. See you in a bit!" Dr. Ramirez hangs up. Lionel is beyond thrilled to see the doctor. They gear up to leave, putting on acceptable clothes for an outing. Cris swipes the keys from the front hall's table. They both exit the house. No paparazzi or media. They're both relieved. However, that should change later. Half an hour is a pleasant yet long ride to the doctor, and things get boring without phones. Cris suddenly gets an idea. He gently gives his partner a little back rub. This makes Lionel's eyes roll to the back of his head, and he groans. Cris has a condom in his glove box. He takes it out and puts it on his lap. His back rub slowly turns to a chest rub as his free hand travels around Lionel. The Argentine lets out a few moans. His nipples eventually were slightly poked out in arousal. Cris starts twirling them around with his big and gentle hands. This causes Lionel to whimper and squirm in his seat. His penis is pulsing and getting hard. "Mi Amor, pull over. Please pull over." The whimpering man begs his lover, "No, Mi Amor. I want to see if you can come in the next few minutes. I know you can do this for me, your Chulo Chingón. I'll reward you if you do." Cris whispers seductively as he slightly slows the car to give Leo more time. His hands are pawing away at his phallus through his pants. Eventually, he took his hand away to open the condom and reaches down the younger man's pants, and slowly puts it on. The older man starts slowly jacking his quivering boyfriend's hard penis. "Oh God, Mi Amor! It feels so good. C-could you go a little faster in a minute?" Leo blushes and whimpers as the pleasure radiates through his entire body. "But seeing you like this is too fun for me, Mi Amor. I'll speed up in a little while. I'm in love with your moans and whimpers. I want you to be a crying mess when I'm done." Lionel spreads his legs a little bit, and his back arches when his pair are gently fondled. Causing twitches all over his body. "Oh, Mi Amor, I'm glad you put the condom on me, I might come soon!" They are 15 minutes away from the office at this point, and Lionel is overtaken with so much pleasure he doesn't notice they're that close. Cris starts to speed up a little, Leo's breathing hitches as the movement gets fast and repetitive. "You close, Mi Pequeño amante?" Leo loves hearing his boyfriend speak Spanish lovingly to him. "Closer than you think!" "¡Acabame por favor mi gran papi!" Leo begs in Cristiano's native language, Cristiano speeds up "Te Amo, mi pequeño semental." Cris whispers."Come for me, Mi Amor." Cris says with a smirk. Lionel thrusts his hips and screams as he finally finishes. He came a lot and was still leaking in the condom, little white droplets spilling out as he was tightly milked for every drop of love he had. Lionel leans the seat back as he tries to catch his breath. "Gracias, Papi. Te Amo." He says in between gasps and his moans. The dripping stops, and Lionel softens up. The older man carefully takes the condom off to not spill any and puts it in a plastic bag. In the glove box is an unopened pack of Dude Wipes, which he uses to gently clean Lionel. He also puts those in a plastic bag that gets tied up. Cris takes an alternate route, which takes a few minutes longer, so Lionel can calm himself down. Walking in public semi hard would be a public relations disaster. A few more minutes pass as they reach the Inter Miami Fitness and Training Center. A couple of cameramen and reporters have been waiting on and off all day. The Black Lexus GX 460 with an ALNASSR plate pulls up with purpose. Cris stops the car and gets out, cameras out, recording and taking photographs. This is the first time he's been publicly seen in 28 days. He goes around to open the passenger door, Lionel comes out on his own without crutches or assistance walking, just the boot. The cameras flash away at Lionel and Cristiano. All sorts of questions are being asked. Cris simply states, "We appreciate all of your questions, Lionel and I are doing great, and his recovery has been nothing but smooth. However, we won't be answering many questions yet as we still need time to ourselves. Thank you." Leo adds."I greatly appreciate all the prayers for my recovery. We're still a tiny bit shaken up from the TMZ photo release from last week. Photos should never be taken of someone's home. These two months have been filled with pain and worry, but I had someone by my side aid and comfort me. To my boyfriend Cristiano, I thank you very much. And I love you." The female reporters aww at the couple, Cris grabs Leo's hand and plants a kiss. The PDA is the most photographed. "Thank you!" They both say as they walk into the building, still holding eachothers hands.