CHAPTER 50 MOVES LIKE JAGGER

CHAPTER 50 – MOVES LIKE JAGGER

The lyrics to Moves Like Jagger are not the “clean” version. If you don’t know them, you might want to read them. They’re used liberally in the story.

And why bother writing and performing a song called Moves Like Jagger if it’s not going to be like watching Jagger move? There’s nothing “clean” about Mighty Mick’s moves!

As Javi waited for a taxi home from the airport all his worn out mind could focus on was Kurt and how glad he was to be back in San Diego, in that order. The trip had been very productive. He felt secure in Bela’s decision to take up residence in his apartment. He’d managed to slip in time to meet up with old friends, and as far as he knew at the moment, every detail had been nailed down, until the next time there was a change in plans.

He loved San Diego at night; the lights, that sense of openness and freedom. As he laid his head against the backseat headrest, he took a deep breath and let it out. Although he only had two days before he’d have to get on a plane all over again, he intended to take advantage of every second of this tiny respite. He’d told Kurt not to wait up and Javi couldn’t decide if he hoped he had or hadn’t. He was exhausted, every part of him longing for sleep, yet all he really wanted to do was spend every waking and sleeping moment touching Kurt, listening to his voice, holding him. He still couldn’t believe who and what he had found in this magical man.

Here he was at last, home, home, home! He paid the driver, picked up his luggage and let himself in. As he walked through the door he noticed the faint scent of lavender that lingered. He hadn’t realized until now how comforting it was to walk into your house after a trip knowing someone was waiting to welcome you. One of the living room lamps emitted a soft glow and there was another one on in the kitchen, just enough light so he could make his way down the hallway to their bedrooms. Both doors were shut, so he opened his door slowly, as quietly as he could so as not to awaken Kurt. As soon as he walked through the door, he saw that Kurt had left a light on in his room as well. He dropped his luggage to the floor and fell onto his bed with outstretched arms, relishing the embrace of his favorite velvet comforter and the fleetingly delicate aroma of clean linens. His pillows were plumped and Kurt had even turned down his sheets. What, no tiny chocolate on his pillow? As inviting as it was to simply crawl into bed and let sleep submerge his body in unconsciousness, he needed to take a shower. He almost trudged into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, quickly undressed and stepped into the cascade of water and steam. Combined with the body wash and shampoo, his sluggish mind began to clear somewhat. By the time he had dried off and found a pair of light sweats, he felt like he’d emerged from a travel-weary trance.

Javi laid down on the bed once more and closed his eyes. In just a few minutes he’d toss the sweats and get under the covers. Why’d he put them on anyway? He never slept with clothes on. He wasn’t that unaware of his own mind, even as fried as his brain might be. He was planning on just taking a peek at Kurt before he crashed. Just for a second…..he hesitated at Kurt’s door and almost turned around. He really didn’t want to wake him and if he did… he knew they’d never go back to sleep. But he couldn’t stop himself. He had to see him or he’d never get to sleep. He turned the doorknob slowly and started to tiptoe into the room.”Javi, you’re sneaking into my room? Surely you don’t have something in mind. You know how I hate being woken up once I’m asleep. It’s very, very inconsiderate of you. But I guess as long as you’re here…and I’m more than awake now!….come….sit. It’s nice to see that you made it home in one piece after leaving me here all alone for almost two weeks.”

Javi’s disordered brain was trying to grasp whatever was going on. Why was Kurt talking to him like the family pet? He’d figure that out in a minute. All he wanted to do right now was wrap his arms around his Kurtito and kiss those sweet sensuous lips he’d missed so much. He sat down beside Kurt and attempted to put his arms around him, but Kurt halted his advance.

“Oh, no. No, no, no. I’m not going to let you just waltz in here and act like everything’s somehow normal. Lay down. I have some things I need to say and you’re going to listen, Javi. Do you understand me?” Javi was still too confused to say anything; he’d been caught completely off guard. So, instead of trying to figure it out, he laid down as Kurt had asked…well, demanded, but he’d never seen Kurt like this. Something had really upset him or??

When he laid down, his head resting on the pillow, Kurt stood up. The lighting was very dim and with the blackout curtains, it was hard to see well, but once Kurt stood up and turned the dimmer switch up slightly, Javi could not believe what he was seeing…..oh, my G….! No, he wasn’t really seeing this, not on Kurt….Kurt walked back over to where Javi lay for just a minute….looked down at him with a stern gaze and leaned down taking Javi’s face solidly between his hands. He played his lips very lightly and slowly over Javi’s, and then as he felt Javi respond, urgently reaching for him trying to bring Kurt closer, he moved away just enough to say in a steady, husky voice, “No, no. You’ve had your fun leaving me here with no one to talk to for too long. It’s my turn to do the talking,” and with that Kurt passionately laid hold of Javi’s lips, his mouth, his tongue….his face still firmly in Kurt’s grasp. Javi felt the electricity that was Kurt permeate his body bouncing from nerve ending to nerve ending. Again, when he felt Javi do his utmost to respond, he abruptly pulled away, not allowing Javi to touch him. “Kurt, what in the hell are….”

“Shhhhh! I told you it’s my turn to talk and I’ve got a lot to say, so don’t interrupt. I’ll let you know when I’m ready to listen. In the meantime, I’ve had a lot of time to think while you were gone doing who knows what with who knows who. So, if you don’t mind, not that I care if you do, but if you don’t mind, I have plenty to get off my chest.”

“This, this is what it felt like while you were gone, just like I was a single lady. And I decided I deserved some new clothes since I knew you weren’t going to buy anything for me. I also had time to practice my dancing, even though god knows you’d never take me dancing! But you’re going to watch whether you like it or not. And if you don’t? Well, I can take my dancing little butt out on the town…without you, of course. There are plenty of men out there who would die to have me in their arms…and definitely in their bed.

“Kurt pranced, yes pranced, Javi thought, to the center of the room in front of the bed, remote in hand and turned on the sound system. He could do nothing but stare at this person he’d never met or at least didn’t recognize. But he kept silent. Anyone who kissed him like Kurt had just kissed him….no, he wouldn’t interrupt. His Kurtito could “talk” to him like that all night long. He knew there was more where that came from.

Kurt struck a pose, one black-gloved hand tapping his upper thigh to the beginning notes of Single Ladies, staring Javi down with those penetrating eyes flashing. As he moved to the music, sassing and gyrating like a male Beyonce, Javi could not take his own eyes off him! Dressed completely in black all the way from his beyond skin-tight jeans and zippered, heeled boots, up to the sheathlike, low-necked bodysuit covered with sequined vest, a long, loose tie around his neck, he was every inch the Kurt coming out to play….but on his terms. Between those snapping, flirty eyes and those hips that knew all too well when to quit, but wouldn’t…or just didn’t want to….Javi was fully awake, appreciating this impromptu show.

When Kurt had finished, he turned the music low, but just loud enough to hear and feel the beat of every hot song Maroon 5 had ever recorded, and there were many of them. With a hand on one hip, slightly out of breath, Kurt sidled over towards Javi, hips swinging freely, never breaking eye contact with him, his tongue playfully touching his upper lip. He straddled his supposedly missing in action lover and laid his pelvis squarely on Javi’s, and still out of breath tilted his lips to Javi’s ear and whispered, “Did you miss me????” and again, as Javi eagerly reached for Kurt, Kurt bit his earlobe slightly and moved away once more. Javi loved the tease, but all he wanted to do was kiss his Kurtito….and especially this very hot version of his Kurtito….and he was being denied over and over. And somewhere between his desire and his competitive nature, he was becoming a bit impatient. Kurt took Javi’s hands in his, pinning them next to Javi’s head and slithered down his body, his mouth coming to rest on Javi’s chest. Using the tip of his tongue and his lips, he swayed back and forth across Javi’s chest coming just close enough to each nipple to take it in his mouth…but didn’t, wouldn’t….and it was driving Javi wild…..”Kurt, stop teasing…..stop….oh, my God, stop..” and when Kurt felt Javi’s hips start to move beneath him, he slithered farther down the bed, this time placing his hands on Javi’s hips and drawing his tongue and his lips downward over his belly, having his fun, teasing, teasing….coming just close enough to his navel….but….”Dammit, Kurt! Stop it….I can’t take this…..it’s been too long since I’ve touched you…..please….stop, stop…stop…yes….si, si….no!” and abruptly Kurt stopped and said, “You should have thought about that before you left,” and got up from the bed, walking back toward the center of the room, provocative hips swinging, then turning around and staring him down once more. “Yes, while you were away, I had time to practice all kinds of dancing, thinking I just might take myself out on the town….and I almost did, but….no! I didn’t! Instead I stayed here waiting for you!”

editorial comment – Glee should have had Kurt/Chris dance to this; he could have easily carried it off! Don’t forget to change your Youtube setting to 0.75 for this song. I also tried turning the sound off and imagining he was Kurt/Chris.

And with that Kurt stopped the music and queued it up to Moves Like Jagger only at a slower than normal speed. In time to the throbbing beat, Kurt began dancing, singing along sort of absentmindedly, but keeping his eyes glued to Javi’s. As he started unhurriedly removing his clothing, Javi was well aware that no matter what Kurt wanted him to believe, he knew this was all very, very deliberate. Had he practiced or was it actually this spontaneous? By now all Javi knew for sure was that this was a Kurt he wanted desperately. As he effortlessly danced and separated each piece of the costume from his body, Javi was mesmerized. There was that pouty lip, his voice emphasizing what Kurt considered “significant” lyrics. After he’d unbuttoned the vest, never looking down once, he let it slide from his arm to the floor, slowly removing the black glove as well. He took his time removing the belt, then unzipping his jeans sliding them over his ever-undulating hips just enough to reach between his legs to unsnap the body suit and lift it over his head not only revealing Kurt’s wickedly bare torso, but the black thong he wore beneath his jeans. When he got to his boots, he simply unzipped them and reached to remove first one, then the other….just the sound of those zippers loosening…..even in the midst of the pent-up lust Javi was barely controlling, he thought, he had to have practiced that!

Then as the song was about to end, Kurt let his jeans drop to the floor, stepped out of them and walked seductively toward Javi again, the only clothing left being the thong and the tie around his neck. He sat down on the bed just far enough away from Javi so as not to touch him and grasped Javi’s hands in his, removing the tie, tearing the velcroed halves apart, holding one between his teeth. He raised Javi’s hands just above his head and wrapped the other strand of tie around Javi’s hands, anchoring them solidly but not too tightly together. Kurt allowed him to lay there for a minute, and locking his laser beam gaze on Javi’s he said, “Look into my eyes….I……own you…. oh, yes I do, mi helpless bebe..” “Now, close your eyes, Javi,” Kurt said. “Kurt, what are you doing? What…” “Shhh! Close. Your. Eyes.” Javi did and Kurt used the other half of the tie to create a blindfold. “We have to stop this… really, Kurt..we…” In a matter-of-fact voice Kurt said, “WE don’t have to do anything. You do. YOU left ME here, remember? And you did say in the single, solitary time we Skyped that when you got home we needed to define our roles. So watch and learn, I won’t show you twice. If you learn your lesson this time, maybe I’ll never have to do this again,” and Kurt leaned down again and lightly bit Javi’s other earlobe saying, “Unless you forget your role….”

If Javi was confused earlier, he was totally confused now. This was turning into way more than the ultimate turn-on; he was loving every second while at the same time barely containing his want….his need….and yes, his impatience with Kurt.

Now, just like the song says, I want you to “swear you’ll behave.” “What? No…” “Oh, Javi, no is not in your repertoire for this evening. No is reserved only for me. Now swear you’ll behave. Remember you’re at my mercy, not the other way around. I’m not the one with my hands tied and blindfolded, now am I?” Javi sighed, still unwilling to step into the role Kurt had created for him, “Yes, I swear I’ll behave.” “I’d really like to hear a little more enthusiasm. After all, “you wanted control so we waited”…well, I’ve waited long enough, after all, I did “put on a show” and I’m sure you’ll agree, a very good one, don’t you think? And “now here we are naked”….well, almost…oh, don’t worry I won’t move beyond….the boundaries….unless of course you decide not to behave.”

“I’m not a child, not the kid you seem to believe I am, so stop treating me like one! You’re the one with the ego and ya know what? I don’t give a shit!”, thinking I’ll go along with every little thing you say and do. Going where you please, when you please. Just because you’re older doesn’t mean you’re wiser. Sometimes I think you don’t really know me at all, Javi. Well, it’s time for me to show you exactly who I am and what I’m capable of!”

Kurt’s body astride Javi’s once more wearing only the black thong, he sat back against Javi’s bent legs and for the first time noticed that Javi had nothing on under the light sweats he was wearing….hmmm, hadn’t thought of that, but….he’d figure it out as the evening progressed, for now he’d continue to enjoy the fantasy coming to life.

He stopped a moment to take in Javi lying beneath him, virtually helpless. He’d missed him so much he wasn’t sure he’d be able to carry this off, but it was hot, hotter than he’d ever imagined in his planning. He knew too that despite Javi’s ability and desire to control his competitive nature, he was struggling and that’s exactly where Kurt wanted him. Just like that day when Kurt had basically trapped him in the shower…..that Javi attitude with a little bite…..Kurt again took Javi’s face into his hands as Javi struggled to stop him, forgetting his hands were of absolutely no use to him. He lowered his lips, allowing them to hover there just long enough to temptingly vocalize, “Take me by the tongue, Javi….I know you want to; you’ve wanted to since you walked through the door. Oh, please, take me by the tongue, soooo many ways I know you…and make no mistake I DO know you…I know what you want, Javi….let me show you what I know about….all of you….” Kurt flirted with Javi’s lips, opening his mouth with the obviously lethal tip of his tongue, murmuring, “Come on, Javi…..you can taste me… and I taste like all of our past desire colliding with the present…..I taste like sex, sleazy, get down and dirty sex, don’t I, Javi?…..oh, no, no…don’t fight me….struggling like that only shows me how well I know you…..you want me…..and what I’ve learned about you while you were gone….you might as well give in…..take my tongue, Javi…..just a little bit more….yes, come out to play…” Javi couldn’t stand another second, he moaned and drew Kurt’s tongue between his lips, and held it there, allowing Kurt to pulse his tongue between his lips, then opening his mouth, exploring, seeking, destroying every ounce of Javi’s resolve. And Kurt didn’t….he wouldn’t stop. “Javi, are you drunk on my kisses yet?…” It had been a good ten minutes. “More? Do you want more? Well, of course you do….” And a defenseless Javi, yes, totally drunk on all of the sensations, trying to control a body that had totally turned traitor on him, deliciously agonizing under Kurt’s lithe, nearly naked body, he said, “Don’t trifle….with me, Kurt….this is a game….you won’t win….” Kurt laughed lightly, “Trifle? My we’re bringing out the big words are we? And who says I want to win? I can play aaaaalllll night, you certainly didn’t care that I had no one to play with while you were off galavanting….oh, now there’s a vocab for you….I want to see you squirm, Javi…oh, wait! I guess you already are…mmmm…you’ve got some moves like Jagger, too…..oh Javi…it feels sooo hot….don’t you think it feels hot?…..this ride in the car…..you don’t have to let me out just yet……let me get back inside….Javiiii let me back inside…..that’s right….”and it goes like this.” Kurt moaned purposefully and began nibbling Javi’s lips and Javi just didn’t have the will to stop him as again Kurt opened his mouth, using his tongue on every sensitive spot, his body deliberately moving against Javi’s…..oh…..my….G….. those hips…..he knew exactly how to use them, Javi thought. And then abruptly, he abandoned the kiss, leaving Javi breathless and wanting.

Kurt took hold of Javi’s immobolized hands with one of his own, “And speaking of games….remember? Well, you were speaking of games, but how about Red Light Green Light? I haven’t played that since I really was a little kid. Here are the rules, very simple, really. If you like what I’m doing, and you will, all you have to say is “green”; if you don’t like it say “yellow” and if you want me to stop say “red.” Javi thought Kurt really had been doing some research and not about children’s games. “Understand, si or no?” “Kurt….don’t….” “Si or no, Javi? Remember? No, don’t, none of those words belong to you tonight….not one…” “Now, si or no?” “Si…” Javi hesitated for just a second, knowing he really had no other option. “That’s better, Javi, much better,” Kurt whispered.

As Kurt held Javi’s restrained hands above his head with one hand, he kissed him again, deeply, sensuously, showing Javi just how well he knew what he liked. When he knew Javi was lost again in the intoxicating kisses, he began ever so lightly marching his fingertips along the underside of one of Javi’s arms gliding across his underarm as Javi released an involuntary moan and sighed. Kurt barely let go of his lips while saying, “green?” “Si….si…..please….” While continuing to press one hand over Javi’s, he allowed his lips to leave Javi’s and create a trail along the underside of his face, lips and tongue creating a new wave of yet unsatisfied desire. Slowly crawling down his neck, he continued unrestrained until he’d reached Javi’s opposite underarm, allowing his lips and tongue to linger here and there, increasing the pressure bit by bit…”Oh, si….green…..mi Kurtito,” Kurt let the nickname slide and using both of his hands he began grazing Javi’s ribs with his fingers, loving the sensation of Javi’s pelvis moving beneath him, “Si…green…but harder….” after a few seconds, Javi sighed again, and whispered, “si….green….” Kurt again grasped Javi’s hands, moving his lips to each of Javi’s sensitive nipples, nibbling each of them, but just barely, as Javi breathed, “si….green….oh, Kurt, more, more….” but Kurt denied him again, Kurt’s mouth and tongue slipping over his belly, anchoring his uncontrolled hips, as Javi begged, “si, green…..” and approaching his navel knowing exactly what Javi liked….he circled it over and over waiting….waiting….”Kurt… .now…..God…..” Kurt stopped and in a painfully seductive voice said, “I know you, Javi……”you want to steer, don’t you?…you don’t know what to do when I shift gears……I’m right, aren’t I?…….you like it, you don’t like it….you want it, you don’t want it…..such a dilemma…..but….don’t worry, I’ll take it from here”, and you want me to….that point of no return….it’s right there….you can hardly stand another second…..”I own you”….tonight, I…. own….. you…sweet sweet Javi…”does it go like this?” Kurt slowly and lightly circled his navel, “or maybe it goes like this?” Kurt moved his tongue a tiny bit closer increasing the pressure, “or maybe like this? Is that it, Javi?” Javi continued to squirm under Kurt’s lips, his tongue, “Kurt…..stop….no, I mean green, go….now….please….oh, please, now…!” “So, it. Goes. Like. This?” Kurt hovered his tongue over Javi’s navel, twitching it back and forth…..then slowly lowered the tip and whispered, “or maybe it’s this…..is it like this, Javi?” and his tongue made its deliciously deep plunge into his navel, holding his twitching hips and listening to his, “Oh, my God…..Kurt……yes…..don’ t stop……please….don’t stop,” forgetting every code word, his mind lost somewhere far beyond this bedroom. When Kurt was sure he couldn’t take any more, he returned to Javi’s lips, now kiss-stung swollen, and captured them along with his mouth and tongue again and again. Finally, he stopped, slowly releasing the kiss, sampling Javi’s lips lightly before finally letting go. Kurt was barely avoiding the lightning strikes, the current that ran through his own body.

“I think you’ve been punished enough for your thoughtless, insensitive departure. I hope I’ve made my point, you’ve learned your lesson and I won’t have to show you twice. But, I’ll be truthful, “I do have a little secret, but if I tell you, you have to promise you’ll keep it and never tell anyone….not ever…and especially don’t ever tell Javi. He can never, ever know how much I missed him, how many nights I dreamed about him….dreams I’d be embarrassed to tell anyone…wild, vivid, feverish, disturbing, troubling erotic dreams….we were doing things…promise you won’t tell anyone?…..things….well, I’d wake up with….well, you know with….a hard-on….and then I’d have to use all of these dreams to get rid of it. Oh, but look at you lying here all tied up in knots. Who would do such a thing?” Javi hadn’t said a word while Kurt made his little speech. “Let me help you out of this predicament.” While releasing Javi’s hands, Kurt leaned down to kiss him again, softly and sweetly, and when he’d finished with his hands, he removed the blindfold, kissed Javi’s eyelids, and faster than lightning Javi’s arms wrapped tightly around Kurt, flipping him on his back, this time pinning Kurt to the bed and sitting on him.

“You savage little tease…….you have no clue what I could have done to you in the middle of all….that. Oh, but you’ll learn soon enough….you’ll live to regret every second!” Kurt just smiled up at him, a look of wide-eyed innocence reflected in Javi’s brown eyes. “But didn’t I make you smile? You didn’t like me “owning you for just one night”? Oh, I doubt I’ll regret any of it…..”

Ah!!!!! You forgot one very pertinent line in that song, “head to toe, oh, baby, rub me right”…and those wide-eyed baby blues aren’t going to save you….not even for a second. No one leaves me hanging like that….Oh, yes, I’m sure you had a few more plans, but you, my darling Kurt, liberated me too, too soon, and now you’re at my mercy, little one…..oh, I forgot you’re not a child….we’ll see about that.”

Now it was Kurt’s turn to be taken off guard. Whenever this version of Javi took up residence, he never knew what to expect. He always sounded half serious and it was scary and hot all at the same time. Javi stood up, his arousal still quite evident, “Stay where you are and don’t move.” Javi reached for the scented oil that was always available on both of the nightstands. He could tell Kurt had showered recently by the scent of his vanilla and sandalwood body wash, and that was erotic all by itself, especially with the touch of sweat created by Kurt’s dancing.

“Roll over, Kurt.” Kurt smiled a little, the no-nonsense Javi….yes! he’d succeeded in bringing out that sexy hint of impatience. Kurt did as he was told, although he felt terribly exposed lying there in that thong. It wasn’t the thong itself so much as the idea of basically having nothing covering himself lying there and he had no clue what Javi might be up to. He couldn’t see much lying on his stomach. Javi whispered in Kurt’s ear, “I’m going to show you what head to toe really means…..and everything in between….I’m gonna rub you right….or maybe wrong….or maybe both, bebe….and I do mean, baby.” Javi positioned himself at the foot of the bed, taking one of Kurt’s feet into his hand, massaging the scented oil slowly and sensually into his skin, increasing and decreasing the pressure, quietly asking Kurt, “Green, yellow or red.” Kurt responded in some way every time Javi made an inquiry. He hadn’t even made it to his calves before Kurt began to relax into the bed, enjoying Javi’s touch and his obvious knowledge of how to give a great massage. He moved his hands expertly over Kurt’s muscles, discovering what Kurt liked and where. As he reached the area of skin behind his knees, he knew this could be a very sensitive area for some people and depending on the person, it might feel good or not. He slid his oily fingers over the skin, asking for Kurt’s reply. “Green” for light touch; “yellow” for a heavier touch.” He took his time, enjoying the feel of his Kurtito’s skin, he had missed it more than he ever thought he could…but that was for later; right now, they were playing a different game. About 20 minutes later he found himself at the bottom of that beautiful ass. His milky white skin….so enticing, for Javi it was like an open invitation to consume Kurt’s body. Before he moved further, he had to make some decisions. This was an area of Kurt’s anatomy that he had never touched unclothed and he didn’t know how far he should go in crossing this threshold. He considered for a moment, poured the oil into his hand and began kneading what some would call a pert butt; touching Kurt like this? It felt like heaven. He heard Kurt moan, “Definitely green…..everywhere, any way…..Javi, you’ve been hiding your expertise from me.” And indeed he had; there were so many things Kurt didn’t know about him yet. He continued until he felt Kurt relax even more, then straddled his back and began a deep massage not missing a single muscle. When he had finished with his neck, loving the feel of his loosening muscles, he massaged his arms all the way down to his fingers, then slid his fingers to his forehead, over his cheeks to his jawline, taking his time. Kurt’s body was completely limp; exactly the way Javi wanted it. He waited a moment observing Kurt, trying again to decide how far to take this. He’d only tried this a couple times and it had worked, but….he decided to give it a try. If it wasn’t going as it should, they could always change things up. And when Kurt said in a smart-aleck voice, “Nope, not regretting anything yet, not at all,” that cemented Javi’s decision.

He took Kurt’s wrists into his hands and tied them loosely, his wrists and hands lying by his sides, the black tie across his back. Kurt didn’t resist, which was the whole idea. In order to do this, he’d need at least a pair of underwear. He left Kurt with the instruction, “Don’t move,” and went searching through Kurt’s dresser drawers. He found some bikinis and a couple of thongs and decided a thong might actually work better for what he was planning. He quickly slipped out of his sweats and into the skimpy red thong.

He positioned himself between Kurt’s legs again running his fingers up and down his inner thighs, slowly spreading them apart, but not uncomfortably so. He reached for the oil, but before he began, he said, “Kurt, I definitely need red, green or yellow. Deliberately he let the oil pour over his fingers and drip onto Kurt’s ass, “Si o no?” “Si…green…” he sighed. He hovered his body above Kurt’s and said, “Kurt, raise your hips off the bed, please.” Kurt raised himself up, slightly pushing his loosely tied hands into the bed….then hesitated for a minute….”Si…Javi..yes, please, yes….” He did as Javi had instructed and Javi waited until he was comfortably settled on the bed before he slid one hand between Kurt’s legs. He knew this highly sensitive area responded differently to a finger as opposed to the tongue. He’d know soon enough how Kurt would respond. Using an oil-slippery index finger to traverse the distance between the ridge of Kurt’s thong up to his belly button, circling it, teasing it with feather-soft touches, barely kissing it with his finger, all the while absorbing the slightly muffled but penetrating and satisfying moans, occasionally punctuated with whispered yeses, pleases and his name, Javi. “Shall I “shoot for the stars….is that what you want, Kurt? Ohhhh, you say “nothing feels right?” But, Kurtito….not even this?,” Javi circled his belly button again, “or even this?”, he slipped the oily finger into Kurt’s navel and barely teased it with his fingernail, as Kurt almost gasped, “Maybe I should stop…..oh, no, no, you say? You don’t want that…..well, let me think…” he continued to torture Kurt with a single finger, “do you really believe I’ve got the key? I did aim for your heart”……well, in the general vicinity….I sort of got waylaid here,” and again, he listened to Kurt moan and beg as Javi quivered his belly button with his finger. He lowered his voice to a firm, throaty whisper, “Tell me that’s what you believe….I’ve got the key because you know I do…..I’ve got the key to your heart, don’t I?…..and your body….. every agonizingly……. uncontrollable……inch of your body, Kurt,” Javi wiggled his finger again, “I do, don’t I….my Mercury…….tell me…..say it….I can’t..no…. I won’t stop….I won’t….” again, he tickled Kurt’s belly button…..”until you say it…..Kurt was beside himself; he couldn’t take any more, he’d never known how receptive this area of his body was to a single finger tip, toying with him…Javi amusing himself with this delicious torment …..”You have…the key…oh, god, stop….to my heart…..no….Javi….no more….” To your body?…..”, never once stopping the pressure or movement of his finger, “Kurt? “Javi…….stop…..yes….. to my body….” “Yes, mi Kurtito! Very good! I think I’d like to hear it again…..please, Kurt…..” Javi smiled to himself, barely fluttering his finger once more…..”Javi…….god…… stop…..red……no….no more….” Hmmmmmm…..I don’t know, Kurt,” and lowering his voice, “I do love hearing you beg….whimpering….pleading. …crying…..just like a little baby…..”Javi….no….no…. please…no more….”

“Okay,” Javi said flippantly, “…..tell me what you want….you hellish remorseless little demon of a tease….maybe this is it…..?” And finally he felt Kurt’s finger-tortured belly and hips detonate beneath him as he expertly used that same finger to provide that pleasure-pain Kurt was seeking. “Oh, yesssss….that was it, wasn’t it? Maybe just once more….” and Javi slid his finger underneath the inner rim of Kurt’s belly button, turning his finger moving downward like a screw…”Javi…..yes…..don’ t stop…don’t….”When he felt Kurt relax somewhat, he said, “Kurt, mi Kurtito….I’m going to be very serious for a moment….si o no? Green o red?” Javi took a breath and softened his voice, “rest your cock in my hand….” Kurt was silent for a long moment and then whispered, “Si….green, Javito….yes…”

Javi retrieved his hand and used the oil on his fingers to run them up and down Kurt’s crack, the thong the only thing separating his fingers from Kurt’s flesh. Kurt began to sigh, his hips unable to halt their movement, his hands unable to help him, “Javi….oh…..is…..green. …yes….yes….oh please….don’t stop…..ohhhhhhh…… Javiiiii …..more…..”

Javi slowly slid his fingers down Kurt’s crack, over his balls, hesitating to play for a while, and as he reached Kurt’s minimally clothed and swollen cock, Kurt lifted his hips and allowed Javi to take him into his hand. “Mi, Kurtito, if this isn’t working for you, let me know, si?” Javi had drenched his hand in oil, letting Kurt take the lead, moving inside of Javi’s firmly held hand….”Yellow…..tighter… Javi…..your hand….tighter….” Javi tightened his hand and laid his head lightly across Kurt’s ass, knowing the curls would either take Kurt over the edge or be a distraction….”Si o no, mi bebe….?” Kurt could barely speak. He was so hard and lost in the sensation of Javi holding him…..his curls caressing his ass….”Si….si….si…. tighter….now….now…., yes…now…” and with that Kurt came, collapsing to the bed, moving against Javi’s hand a few seconds more….Knowing they were both ready after spending hours in foreplay, using the oil to lubricate his hard, but clothed cock he positioned himself above Kurt’s ass and lowered himself so that his hard-on was sliding between Kurt’s cheeks, holding Kurt’s hips as still as he could, knowing that only heightened what Kurt was feeling. His hands were still restrained as were his hips, and when Javi came, he knew Kurt could feel it on his skin through the filmy material of the thong…Javi also knew that feeling was much more than just a turn-on, just as he had felt it in his hand through the thong Kurt was wearing.

Neither of them said a word. Javi stayed exactly where he was until he felt Kurt’s body relax again. They both knew that something very different existed between them now. There was an intimacy that neither could have defined; no, they had not taken that final step, as Javi would call it, allowing someone else’s body to be joined with yours, but what they’d done, what they’d felt was a matter of trust, a matter of saying yes to a new level of something.

Kurt rolled over onto his side and Javi used his slippery hands, untying Kurt, moving to lay beside him. Facing each other, they embraced and without a word held on to each other as if the world would end if they let go. They laid like that for what seemed the twinkling of an eye and forever all wrapped into one. Kurt reached up and gently pushed the curls from Javi’s forehead. Javi touched Kurt’s cheek and looked into his eyes, saying nothing….saying everything.

At last they let each other go and rolled onto their backs, staring at the ceiling, not wanting to break the thread of silence that somehow bound them like never before. As they held hands, Javi looked over at Kurt and said, “Are you alright, Kurt?” Kurt wasn’t sure what he meant, but he replied, “Of course, mi amor. Why wouldn’t I be alright? You’re home; we’re here, I feel….I don’t know what I feel except it’s….honestly, it’s something I’ve never felt before…I mean that. I feel….like I’m surrounded by….I don’t know, something that can’t be breached? Something….solid, like a force field? I don’t know what…..” Javi nodded and smiled into the darkness, “mi corazon, you don’t have to explain or define it. I guess what I was really asking was are we alright? I know what you’re feeling and it’s very real, even if we can’t see it. That’s kind of the beauty of it. Sometimes the things most important in this life are invisible. They’re only visible here….with the eyes of the heart and the soul.”

Kurt glanced over at Javi and saw him smiling at the ceiling. His face had an almost ethereal look to it. He knew Javi wasn’t just talking about what had taken place in this room in the physical sense, although that was important. All of it in every sense had forever changed their relationship to each other and something much more.

It was late and he knew Javi had to be exhausted. He turned Javi’s face to his and whispered, “Why don’t you go get some sleep?” Javi was tired; Kurt could see it in his eyes. “Go, mi amor, I made sure everything was ready for you. “No, no, Kurtito. Tonight I sleep here….with you. I’ve spent too many nights wanting to be right where I am. But first, let’s get out of these freakin’ thongs! If ever there was a torture device created for the human body these things are it!” Kurt giggled and it broke the somewhat solemn mood. First, Javi and then Kurt used the bathroom to change from the damnable thongs into something more comfortable. Javi said anything had to be more comfortable! And he was right, Kurt agreed; thongs were strictly made for playtime.

As they settled into the peace of the dark and silent bedroom, Javi spooned Kurt and as he started to fall into slumber he said, “You could quit school and become a professional stripper. There are plenty of places in San Diego that would love to have you.” Kurt sighed contentedly, “Yes, I’ve already looked into it. I have five interviews when we get back from Ohio, goodnight, mi Javito; get some sleep.”