CHAPTER 57 – HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAVI PART 1

CHAPTER 57 – SEX IN SAN DIEGO – JAVI’S BIRTHDAY – PART 1

Javi’s birthday was only days away.  Anticipating Kurt’s desire to have a party – Kurt loved planning parties – Javi had already told him not this year, please, not this year.  Between his trip to Mexico and then their trip to Lima, and the anticipated trip to Monterrey only weeks away, he wanted nothing more than to celebrate his birthday at home with Kurt, or at least in San Diego alone with Kurt.  So, reluctantly, Kurt agreed, but he had no intention of letting it go by without some celebration.  

Javi had to make a day trip to LA, and that worked perfectly with Kurt’s plans.  He’d texted, then called, Javi’s sister, Belita, requesting her help with a birthday menu.  Weeks ago he’d asked Adam if he’d do some of the cooking to which he’d readily agreed.  If Kurt loved planning parties, Adam loved cooking as much if not more.  He’d actually invited Adam and Ethan since Adam was doing the cooking, but Adam said they should celebrate Javi’s birthday together….alone, they didn’t need company.  And besides, he knew he could always count on Kurt to plan a much better party than he ever could when the desire to have one arose.  

So, while Javi was in LA, Adam spent the afternoon with Kurt making a three-course meal using Belita’s recipes.  He loved the challenge!  He rarely got the chance to use authentic ethnic recipes and the shopping had been almost as much fun as the cooking.  He had Kurt test the homemade dressing for the salad.  He knew Javi wouldn’t care how hot the dressing was with its added crushed peppercorns and Tabasco sauce, but he wanted to accommodate Kurt as well.  It wouldn’t be much fun if he ended up getting heartburn before their cozy at-home party got started.  He toned down the Pineapple Salsa, leaving out the jalapenos, cut the red chili powder in half for the stuffed red peppers, leaving the bean, spinach and corn quesadillas alone following the recipe to the letter.  For dessert, creme caramel flan was a must according to Belita.  

They’d just sat down at the kitchen table, taking a break, when there was a knock at the door.  Kurt couldn’t imagine who it might be, but then he wasn’t usually around most weekdays to know if anyone knocked at the door.  He looked through the peephole and standing on the doorstep was one of the women who lived next door.  He opened the door and invited Karen in.  She was carrying a package.  Kurt introduced her to Adam and she commented on the delicious smells coming from the kitchen.  It was obvious who the cook was, Adam was wearing an apron that covered him from top to bottom.  

She handed the package to Kurt and said, “This was delivered to the wrong address and since I knew Javi’s birthday was coming up I thought it might be a gift.” She tried to hide a smile as Kurt took it and looked at the sending address – not that she had intentionally checked it out – Lovehoney out of Atlanta?  It was addressed to Javi, so unless he’d bought a gift for himself….”Thanks for bringing it over, Karen!  Yeah, today is his birthday, actually.  Would you and Laurie like to come over later for some dessert?  Adam’s making caramel flan.”  “Oh, no, no…you two enjoy yourselves.  You can save us some if there’s any left, but thanks.”  She waved to Adam and smiled at Kurt as she left.

Kurt really liked Javi’s neighbors on both sides, but every time he saw any of them he wondered if they’d heard him and Javi in the pool the day before they left for Lima.  Javi wouldn’t care of course; he’d invite the neighbors to join them if they were so inclined!  Kurt often wondered if he had even an ounce of modesty in that chili-pepper hot body of his.  And god only knew what he’d ordered from, he looked at the box again, Lovehoney?  Hmmmm…..well, it couldn’t be bad with a name like that, right?

He set the package on the counter and went back to gathering ingredients for Adam.  Technically, he and Adam still shared the loft, but Kurt was rarely there and almost never overnight, and Adam was either at Ethan’s or Ethan was at the loft.  None of them had made “living together” official and he and Adam had decided to wait until their year lease was up to make any decisions about future living arrangements.  What they had was working for now.  

Adam picked up the package and smirked at Kurt, “Lovehoney?  Hmmm…I wonder what that might be, sweetie!” He laughed as Kurt rolled his eyes, “Adam, that’s not your package…”  “Well, it’s not yours either, lovehoney, but I’ll bet you’ll find out what’s in it sooner rather than later…” He loved teasing Kurt; watching him get all uppity was one of the great joys in life…especially when he could annoy him enough to get the hand on hip and one raised eyebrow stance!  “Oh, come on, Kurt, it’s not like you’ve taken up celibacy again and you don’t have to pretend you’re not sleeping together anymore!”  “I wasn’t ever pretending….oh, never mind, I don’t have to explain my love life to you.”  “And it’s a damn good thing because it sounds way too complicated…or boring for me to take all that time to listen.  Now let’s get back to kitchen duties, shall we?”  

Adam honestly believed it when Kurt had told him that he and Javi hadn’t been sleeping together for the past five months.  Kurt was honest to a fault….but he would never let him know he really believed him.  What fun was that?  And he knew he and Javi had something different.  He couldn’t describe it if he tried, but it existed somewhere on a level he didn’t understand and didn’t know if he wanted to.  All he knew was that even at their happiest, Blaine and Kurt hadn’t had whatever this was; oh, they’d been extremely close and definitely in love, but whatever this was with Javi?  It wasn’t just that.  And the last word from Kurt on the subject had been something along the lines of yes, they were sleeping in the same bed, but it wasn’t what Adam thought it was…whatever that meant…like he’d said, too complicated!  His best friend was happy and that’s all he really needed to know.

“So other than a gourmet meal cooked by your best friend do you have any big plans for tonight?”  Adam asked as he sipped his Coke.  “Like that’s any of your business?”  Kurt said, slightly annoyed.  “Geez, Kurt, I didn’t mean that!  Although I’m sure you DO have plans that aren’t my business.  And I’ll admit I do like a good smutty fantasy once in a while but I draw the line at including my friends and relatives in them!”  “I meant what kind of gift did you get him?”

Kurt hadn’t shown his birthday gift to anyone, but he supposed showing it to Adam wouldn’t hurt.  Besides, he was rather pleased with the idea and the way it had turned out.  Kurt went into what used to be his bedroom and carried it out to the kitchen, turning it around to show Adam.  Well, this was interesting.  Kurt had created a framed collage of photos and it was quite beautiful, but the subject matter was unusual??? to say the least.  The collage consisted of several photos of Javi and Antonio performing together, some photos of Kurt performing and other pictures of planets.  

“Um, Kurt…would you please translate for me?”  “What?  You don’t like it?”  Adam set his face in one hand and said, “It’s beautiful!  But I don’t understand why…how do I say this…why would you give your boyfriend a collage of pics with him singing with his former partner and what are the planets all about?”  

“You remember the song that Javi wrote for me…for us?  I told you about the whole Sun, Moon, Mercury thing, right?”  He asked.  “Okay, now I get that part and I get the part with your pics, but why Antonio and Javi as the main theme?”  Now Kurt understood Adam’s confusion.  “Partly because it’s a private concert they gave. As far as I know, and I did a lot of digging, Javi has no pics of them from that concert and the concert itself was at a time when Mateo was just becoming famous.  The way that Tonio and Javi interacted…it was nothing like their later concerts.  It was less polished and they were playing like two kids having the time of their lives!  I thought Javi might appreciate these more candid shots.  And the pics of me?  Well, Javi and I have only performed together once so I included some of my own.  It’s like the song sort of, from Sun to Moon and from Moon to Mercury!”

Adam just shook his head and smiled, still not really understanding. “You two have the strangest relationship I’ve ever seen.  You’re not even the least bit jealous of or  intimidated by their relationship, are you?  If it were me, I’d feel somewhat threatened by a larger than life Antonio.  Yeah, I know he’s gone, but he’s still larger than life even in those pictures, to me anyway.”  Kurt started to reply but Adam stopped him.  “Don’t bother to try to explain what you guys have.  You’ve tried a thousand times and I just don’t think I’ll ever get it…and it’s okay, I don’t have to get it; in fact, I might be better off not getting it,” he chuckled.  “Kurt, it is truly a work of art and I’m sure Javi will love it and you for creating it.” 

“Speaking of getting it, how’s the counseling going?  Have you heard from Blaine since Thanksgiving?”  “It’s going very well, thank you,” Kurt replied, “and no I haven’t heard from Blaine; it hasn’t even been a week yet, Adam, and besides he’s getting his own counseling.  Let’s hope it’s going well for him, too.  Now can we change the subject, please?  It’s Javi’s birthday and I have better things to think about than ex-fiances.”  Adam didn’t bother to point out that Kurt was saying all this with a photo collage of Javi’s ex-partner in his hand.  “I’ve gotta be going anyway, still got some homework to finish up.  I left a list of when to put each dish in the oven and what to keep chilled.  Tell Javi happy birthday from us, okay?”

Blaine had just finished his first counseling session.  Most of the hour was taken up with discussing a detailed mental health history, but once that was done they still had 15 minutes so the counselor had asked if there was anything specific Blaine would like to talk about at their next session, which was three days away.  Of course, his past relationships with Kurt and Barry were at the top of his list, but he also wanted to start figuring out his current interactions with Kurt, he couldn’t really call it a relationship, and maybe start to answer some of the whys of why he wanted one with him now.  Dr. Osman listened and then gave him a couple of specific mental exercises to try until their next meeting and advised him to keep writing his thoughts and feelings down and if he felt comfortable to bring that with him next time.  He left the office feeling lighter like some weight had been lifted from his heart.  He was meeting a potential roommate in a couple hours for coffee and this time he’d decided it might be better to have a female as a roommate.  At least that way there was no chance of them developing a romantic connection.  At this point, he had no desire to even think about romance.  He was going to finish school before he even thought about a relationship again. Right now, he needed a roommate and he was hoping this one would be it.

Kurt had everything ready, or as ready as it could be when Javi walked through the door.  He turned the lights down low and scattered flameless candles all over the house with the exception of the kitchen.  Cinnamon helped to accent the calming effect of the lighting and combine with the aroma of caramel from the flan. Even though it was the first thing Adam had made, that sweet smell was still noticeable.  Kurt took the briefcase from his hand, set it on the floor and enfolded Javi in his arms greeting him with a “Happy birthday!”  Javi hugged him back and said, “Thank you so much!”  Kurt asked, “For what?”  “For not deciding a surprise party or a night out on the town would be a good idea instead of…..this!”  He slowly turned in circles.  “But you said you didn’t want a party so….”  “And I didn’t, but that doesn’t mean you would actually listen to me!’ he laughed, and besides, it looks like the party you’ve planned is exactly what I had in mind, mi amor,” he kissed Kurt lightly on the lips and then kissed the tip of his nose.  “You’ve been cooking all day?”  Javi inquired, sounding a bit surprised.  “Of course not, birthday boy.  Adam did the cooking, I just made sure he didn’t burn the house down with jalapenos and chili peppers.”

“Dinner will be ready in about half an hour; would you like some wine or something to drink?”  “Wine sounds wonderful!  It’s been a long day….a very long day.  Sometimes LA seems like it’s as far away as Mexico City.”  Kurt got a glass of wine, placing it on the coffee table and then sitting next to Javi on the couch.  “Who’s this?”  Javi asked, referring to the music.  “Calvin Richardson….wait, you know who Brandon Wattz is but not Calvin Richardson?  Really?  He’s been around since the turn of the century!  This century, mi antiguo Mexicano (old Mexican)!” Kurt laughed.  “And what does that say about you, mi bebe Americano?  You’re the one sitting next to this old Mexican listening to sexy R&B and letting him do this,” he put down the wine and reached for Kurt who was laughing and fighting the grip he had around his neck, “oh, yeah…can’t even escape this old man, can you, mi bebe Americano,” and finally Kurt relented, allowing Javi’s lips to take his mind off anything except his kisses, but when Javi started unbuttoning his shirt, Kurt reluctantly pushed him away, “ohhhhh, no, that’s for later….that is, if you can stay awake that long….I know how the elderly need their naps,” and Kurt got up to check on dinner, but not before Javi could slap him on the butt, “hmmmm…..maybe that’s for later, too!,” Kurt continued to laugh.  

As Kurt arranged the different dishes and lit the candles on the table, he invited his love into the kitchen where he held his chair for him and then sat down himself.  “Wow!  Look at this…maybe I need to switch boyfriends with Ethan!  That man can cook!  Oh, Kurtito, don’t give me that look, I would never trade you for your lack of cooking abilities…you have other qualities that are much, much more enticing…you know how to cook in….other ways..and it’s always delicious!”  He leaned over and kissed Kurt’s cheek.  After he’d actually seen what Adam had prepared, he asked, “How did you know these were my favorites?  I’ve only cooked a couple of these in all the time I’ve known you.”  Kurt gave him that smile that showed off those dimples and always made his heart melt.  “I had a little help from…one of my Mexican friends.”  Javi looked at him suspiciously, “You don’t have any Mexican friends….do you?”  “Well, there’s you…and maybe one other.”  “You called my sister, didn’t you?”  “You have a sister?  I wish I’d known that, I would definitely have called her!”  Javi half-smiled and let it go.

As they enjoyed the meal Adam had prepared, Javi caught Kurt up on any changes that had been made to his schedule in the coming weeks.  Not much had changed with his schedule, mostly he was dealing with his set list and some last minute amendments to his backup singers and band.  Kurt was already starting to miss Javi when he went to Monterrey; it would only be for four days, and he had promised to take him to the festival in Albuquerque over New Year’s, but he hated the idea of Javi leaving again.  He wondered if there’d ever come a day when he’d welcome the time alone, knowing they both needed it sometimes.  And he was still planning to make a final attempt to change his mind about not taking him to Monterrey, but that could wait.

When they were done eating, Javi took Kurt’s hand, thanking him again for the big party he hadn’t planned, “This is perfect!  One of the best birthday parties I’ve ever had, mi amor.  “Had?  Oh, the party is far from over, cumpleanero (birthday boy)!  Not even close.  Follow me, please.”

Kurt opened the door to one of the four bathrooms.  It had been designed without a shower and instead contained a large heated bathtub definitely large enough for two or more.  Kurt had already filled it.  He’d lined the three steps leading down to it with cinnamon-scented candles and he lit each one as they descended the three steps.  The lighting was gently dimmed and Javi could hear the sexy instrumental music playing in the background.  They’d only used it a few times since they met, but tonight it’d be different.  It had only been a few days since their lovemaking had escalated to a new level.  They’d never been totally naked in this tub.  He could hardly wait to see what plans Kurt would be unfolding. 

Kurt asked Javi to lay down on one of the lounge chairs that he’d lined with a sheet of velvet material and then requested that Javi close his eyes.  He knelt down beside the chair and whispered in Javi’s ear, “A birthday boy should really be dressed….or undressed…..in his birthday suit….so I think I’ll just help you if that’s okay….”  Javi reached for Kurt drawing his lips to Javi’s, loving the soft sound of Kurt’s voice in his ear.  The past few days they’d hardly been able to keep their hands off each other and tonight was no different….well, so far.  He wanted to drown in the taste of Kurt’s lips and the sweetness that lingered on his tongue from the flan.  “Do I have to be in my birthday suit before I open my presents….I hope?”  Kurt laughed, his lips still on Javi’s, “Well, of course, one must be properly undressed to open…a lot of things…so if you don’t mind…..”  

He resumed the kiss that Javi had started, loosening the red shirt one button at a time, removing it with a little help from Javi.  And then to Javi’s surprise, he stopped!

“Wait here just a few moments and while I’m gone…I want you to use your imagination…this is your night and I want to make this party one you’ll never forget.”  He kept his eyes closed, relishing the feel of velvet on his back, resting in the warmth of the bathroom enjoying the slightly spicy aroma of cinnamon.  And then he heard the door open quietly.   Kurt padded barefoot toward the chair, kneeling once again beside Javi’s ear, “You can open your eyes now…if you want…but this is one present you can’t unwrap…not yet,” Kurt murmured. 

Javi opened his eyes…..there was Kurt, the embodiment of every gay man’s wild erotic fantasy.  He wore a black mesh crop top with velvet trim around the short sleeves, the bottom hem and the two-button placket, left undone revealing his muscular biceps, chest and abs to best advantage.  Making this ensemble even more tempting was a pair of snug black low-waisted velvet boxers that rested at his hip bones.  And Kurt’s gorgeous body didn’t stop at his waist.  He took good care of those lovely long legs and the boxers divulged just enough about his anatomy to make you hope for eventual full access.   Around his neck he wore a deep burgundy velvet bow, as well as one on each wrist and ankle.  

“Kurt….” Javi managed, “I’m speechless….”  He smiled, “Tonight is yours….I’m yours….you may do anything you want with me, to me, around me….you get the picture.  As they say here in the States, I’ll be the gift that just keeps on giving…or taking….or both depending on your mood.  Kurt sat down on the tile next to the chair and asked, “So, have you been using your imagination?”  “Um…yes…but I wasn’t quite prepared for”…he waved his hand from the top of Kurt’s head to his toes.  “Hmmmm….well we have all night…or as long as you want, but while you’re thinking how ’bout if I strip you down to that birthday suit….I understand you like the word naked a lot…and I like your being naked….a lot.”  Kurt leaned over, kissing Javi softly and then more intensely as he used both hands to gently stroke his neck and his shoulders down to his hands, holding only his fingertips for just a while as Javi tried to return his kiss with equal intensity.  But since Kurt was in control of his hands, he had to let Kurt control the kiss as well….and that only made him want Kurt and his mouth all the more.  Finally, Kurt let go of one of his hands, first barely sliding his fingers under the waistband of Javi’s pants and bikinis, and at last Javi could reach for Kurt’s face engaging his tongue with Kurt’s, teasing it back and forth between their lips.  Kurt used his fingers to unbutton the single button and slowly slid the zipper downward, loving the sound describing what was yet to come.  Rather unwillingly he abandoned Javi’s kisses, focusing on sliding his pants over his hips and off, which only left the red bikini.  He again used both hands slowly moving along the outside of Javi’s legs and then just as slowly using them to travel back down the length of his inner thighs to his calves.  

Again, he kneeled on the tiles beside Javi’s ear and whispered, “On or off, birthday bebe, it’s your night.”  Again he was torn between wanting Kurt right this second and making the night last for as long as possible, and he’d had some time to think, even with the fog of passion in his brain caused by Kurt’s kisses and fondling.  He knew what he wanted to do and it would take some time, but as Kurt had pointed out they had all night…and all night was exactly what he wanted.

“Mi Kurtito, if I ask you to take off all of that luscious velvet and those sexy bows would it be….a hassle to put it all back on again?  I want to live in that tub with you for a while….”  Kurt smiled, I wonder what happens after a while, he thought?  And it was Javi’s night and he’d said he could do anything, have anything….and no it wouldn’t be a hassle..or even if it had been whatever his Javito had in mind it would be worth it.  “Of course not, silly boy,” he tickled Javi’s belly.  

“Then this is what I want to do…., I want to get in the tub with these on…and as much as I lllloooovvee what you have on….”  he lifted a hand and caressed the velvet shorts lingering over Kurt’s erection, sliding his fingertips underneath the hem, he sighed, “I’m going to close my eyes while you take it all off  and get in the tub with me….I want to feel what it’s like to have you take these off in all that warm, slippery wetness….after that?  Well, let me just show you….” 

Kurt offered Javi his hand and Javi sunk into the tub expressing his appreciation of the warmth and the bit of bubbles Kurt had added to the water.  What a perfect way to continue a long busy day….nothing had to be rushed…absolutely nothing.  All he needed or wanted right now was what Kurt had gift wrapped for him, anything and everything Kurt had to offer.  But he didn’t plan on spending the night doing all the receiving….oh, no….
As he closed his eyes, he listened to the sounds of Kurt removing all that sumptuous black velvet that Javi loved.  All of it delighted his senses, the unsnapping, the slight whoosh of the boxers sliding to the floor and then the feel of Kurt’s body slipping into the water next to him.  Javi waited a few silent seconds just enjoying Kurt getting settled in the tub, the movement of the water, his own sigh of relaxation….and then he turned Kurt’s face to his, nibbling his lips, his nose, his ears, his chin, running a finger over his closed eyelashes, returning to his mouth as Kurt took Javi’s cheek in his hand.  Dios mi! he thought, listening to Kurt’s soft moan of desire as he fiercely ambushed his mouth with his tongue, seeking the sensitivity of the roof of his mouth, holding his head still as he taunted and tempted more sighs and moans, Kurt almost trembling in his arms.  Maybe it was the warmth of the water or maybe it was a combination of that and the newness of the experience.  Whatever it was, he had to force himself to slow down.  “Do you know how much I want you right now, mi amor? Who knew adding a little water would turn this into such a delicious dessert?  Better than the flan, I think…”  Kurt smiled and slid his body from the side of the tub so that he was straddling his lover’s legs.  The buoyancy of the water made everything more sensual it seemed as he slid Javi’s bikinis off, almost overcome by the feeling of their cocks floating freely one against the other.  Kurt moved to the other side of the tub not wanting to rush anything either.  He grabbed the body wash and floated over to Javi once more.  “I’m going to make sure we enjoy every second of this….not that I want to, but I may age you a few more years before this night’s over,”  exactly what Javi wanted to hear, remembering his own plans.  He asked Javi to sit up so he could wash his back, closing his eyes to help him heighten his senses, the smell of the body wash, the feel of Javi’s smooth skin, the taste of him as he played with his ears using his tongue.  And then he did one of the things he’d wanted to do practically since the moment they’d met.  He took the curls that he adored and washed them lost in the strands as they entwined his fingers.  He drew Javi’s body against his own so that he was lying with his back and his body against Kurt’s chest, between Kurt’s legs.  Kurt rinsed his hair and then slowly worked his way down sliding his soap-laden hands over his shoulders, his arms, his chest, lightly kneading his muscles and stopping to play for a few lazy moments at all the sensitive areas between his shoulders and his waist.  Javi was relaxed and obviously enjoying Kurt’s efforts, and as Kurt reached his swollen cock, Javi took Kurt’s hand in his, guiding his fingers between his legs, spreading them and allowing Kurt to trigger a thousand sensations as he explored, asking for Javi’s input.  “Mi Kurtito, I love the sensation of our fingers together when you touch me…it magnifies….everything…and this water….”   Kurt could tell that he was almost ready…and again Javi took Kurt’s hand in his, sliding it down over his cock, and resting his own finger’s steadily at the base as Kurt’s hand moved above his up and down, stroking his shaft. Kurt employed his other hand to take advantage of the warm water and slippery suds, smoothing it over Javi’s face, resting his head on Javi’s, intoxicated with everything about this position that allowed him to love his Javi in a way they had not yet tried.  He could literally feel every anticipatory sigh and moan thrum against his chest, holding him as his breathing increased.  He stroked Javi’s lips with his fingers and Javi took one into his mouth, playing it with his tongue, Kurt pleasantly surprised at feeling a jolt of electricity traverse his sensitized, slippery body.  He sensed Javi’s body tensing against his own as he gripped the wet ringlets of his hair, tensing and sighing in unison with him.  “Mi Javito,” Kurt whispered, “Keeping my hands off your cock is impossible…..I love the way you feel in my hand….slow and steady…then faster…and harder….it feels soooo good when you come all over my hands…..yesss…..just…. like….that… ” Javi wrapped his hand around Kurt’s as he came, continuing the movement with him, gradually slowing down, taking a deep breath and then sighing, “Mi amor, mi amor, mi amor….” Javi reached over his head to touch Kurt’s cheek, “if this is the way I have to age at your mercy I think I’ll die a very, very happy man,” and he flipped over in the water, settling himself on Kurt’s lap, taking Kurt’s head into his hands and gazing into those iridescent eyes, blue to green to hazel…”Oh, my, mi Kurtito….now this feels very, very nice……for me that is….that hard slippery cock of yours…..underneath me….why are you letting an old man like me use your body like this….” Javi fluttered his fingers to barely rub the head, never taking his eyes off of Kurt’s…..”it’s almost shameful….you should be with some boy closer to your own age….oh, did we do all of that?” he fluttered his fingers, lightly stroking the head of Kurt’s prick again “…..hmmmmm…..we’ll have to find some way to undo it…but it feels soooooo good….doesn’t it….Kurt.”  Javi slid back and forth over Kurt’s rock-hard prick, his own legs spread wide as he straddled Kurt’s hips and legs, the water sloshing between them.  He was still watching Kurt’s eyes intently as they closed, and Kurt bit his lip, enjoying Javi’s amusing himself, but trying not to react.  And he was maintaining some control until Javi pried the lip he was biting into his teeth, stroking his tongue along the underside of his lip, and finally he slowly but steadily ravaged Kurt’s mouth.  Taking one of Kurt’s hands in his, he reached between Kurt’s legs, exploring, encouraging Kurt to explore and play along with him.  He continued to spread Kurt’s legs as they traversed Kurt’s balls and the territory between them and where his crack began, Javi lightly running one finger up his crack as far as he could reach.  He didn’t have to ask Kurt how it felt – he was barely containing himself.  Javi slid Kurt’s body down until he could comfortably wrap his legs around Javi’s waist, his feet resting lightly on his back, “Soooo glad you didn’t fill the tub too full…I wouldn’t want you to drown in the midst of all this….pleasure….that is pleasure I hear, si?  Stop? mi amor…..why would I stop?”  Javi asked with a smile, “Ahhh…maybe you want me to stop this and…..” he spread Kurt’s legs a little wider and resumed the up and down movement, Kurt’s hand having stopped its own movement, gripping his cock.  Javi’s hands and fingers were everywhere, running along the inside of one thigh while the other continued to minister to the oh so sensitive area between his ass cheeks….”yes I think that’s much better…..give me your hand, Kurtito…….give…me…. your….hand….”  He reached for Kurt’s hand, Kurt offering no resistance.  As Javi continued to caress and tickle his crack, he took one of Kurt’s fingers and guided it to the bottom of his crack, gliding it up and over his cock then down again, Kurt matching Javi’s rhythm.  His mind was exploding, his entire body was tingling.  He allowed Javi to continue and grabbed his prick in his hand, pleading with Javi not to stop….”oh god Javi……yessss don’t stop…don’t stop….don’t…,”  “Mmmmm….I don’t know……this old man’s hands are getting so tired…..maybe I should slow down a little and try this…” Javi murmured as he slowed his finger allowing it to move a bit deeper…..”there….that’s better….is it better for you?…..I could try this I guess…”..he used his other hand sliding a finger, again ministering to the territory between the bottom of his crack and up over his balls while continuing to use the finger on his other hand to move slower and a little deeper, Kurt still begging him not to stop….asking for more…..please, please more….

And when Kurt came, he still didn’t want him to stop….not yet…..not yet….not….yet….until finally Kurt lowered his shaky legs and Javi took him in his arms, holding him close, “Are you okay, bebe?”  Kurt laughed as his breathing slowed, “Javito, it’s your birthday not mine….I hope you don’t wait until mine to do that again, I can promise you I won’t wait very long to return the favor…as you said, if that’s how you plan on aging me, I’ll die a happy man!” and Javi laughed dunking Kurt’s head under the water.  They stayed in the tub playing and talking until they were both turning into prunes, but so relaxed from the warm water and the steamy sex.  At least an hour had passed by the time they toweled off.  Kurt picked up the soft velvet clothing and snuffed out the candles before leaving the bathroom behind. 
 

He was slowly getting used to walking around nude when it was just he and Javi.  It didn’t take Javi even a day to resort to his former routine of shedding every bit of clothing almost as soon as he got home or never putting any on at all if he didn’t have to leave the house.  Kurt smiled to himself as he turned toward the kitchen; no wonder they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other.
 

But as Kurt started toward the kitchen, Javi grabbed his wrist and asked, “Where are you going?”  “I thought I’d at least clean up the kitchen and put the dishes in the….”  “Oh no no….no no no….we haven’t even gotten started mi pequeno gatito sexual….”Your sexual….what???”  “My little sex kitten!”  Kurt couldn’t help it, he burst out laughing, “You called me your sex kitten?”  “Would you prefer mi gato sexy tom?”  “And that would be?”  “My sexy tomcat!”  “Are they my only choices?”  “Si!  Either way you’re mine and I’m going to use you for my sexual pleasure!  Isn’t that what you said I could have?”  “But Javi, it’s way past your bedtime and you didn’t get your nap today…would you like me to bring you some warm milk?”

Javi pursed his lips and gave Kurt that steady gaze that either meant, “I want you,” or “I want you, but only on my terms!”  Either way, Kurt found it incredibly sexy but he wasn’t expecting Javi to pick him up, drape him over one shoulder and carry him into the bedroom.  He tossed him on the bed and bent over pushing Kurt’s hands into the comforter, “Oh, mi bebe Kurtito, you still haven’t learned when to stop, have you?”  He smiled wickedly, his brown eyes snapping and flashing, “We’ll see who’s old and needs their naps…and my little smart-ass, you’re going to need more than warm milk to revive you by the time I’m done with you….”  Kurt almost ventured a reply, but thought better of it; this was a threat he was pretty sure was going to turn into one very hot promise!

“Now, go find all that lovely velvet you were wearing earlier and put it all on again…I’ll wait.”  Javi plopped down on the bed, “but don’t keep me waiting too long…I would hate having to…chasten my baby boy.”  

Kurt smiled at the word “chasten.”  Javi had what seemed an endless vocabulary for words like “restrain.”  Hinder, restrict, forbid, inhibit…and his personal favorite, disallow.   He was pretty sure he loved that word as much as he loved the word naked.  Kurt walked down the hall and picked up the black and burgundy clothing, dressing himself but not too quickly….he was learning the game and he liked bending the rules a bit and he knew Javi liked him to do just that.  When he was done, he walked through the bedroom door, taking a wide-legged stance, hands on his hips, raising one eyebrow and giving Javi a smirk.  “Well, was I fast enough for you, ol….I mean, Javi, or are we Mr. Ramos Ruiz tonight?”  Javi laughed, “Oh, no, Mr. Ramos Ruiz said he didn’t have time for his ungrateful, belligerent student.  He told me to deal with you all…. by…… myself.  And I may not be as kind and forgiving as Mr. Ramos Ruiz, mi hombre tan pequeno, si? (my tiny little man, eh?)”  “Javi, did you just call me…something dirty?”  Oh, no….I’m not going to waste my time with words, bebe, I’m going to take all that purity you think you possess and poison it…and pollute it….when we’re done you’ll feel so defiled and shameful and humiliated…and very, very dirty,” Javi gave him that wicked smile again, “and you’ll be begging with me on your hands and knees…..or any position I might have you in….not to stop….again…” he said referring to their time in the bathtub.  

“Now come over here, my little sex kitten…my little slave….let me look at you.  Come, come, don’t be afraid….I won’t hurt you…” Javi crooned beckoning Kurt with his talking fingers, “Ohhhh, my little man, don’t be scared….” the fingers calling him to come closer.  Slowly, Kurt walked over to where Javi lay.  As he sat up he grabbed Kurt by the hips and turned him around, squeezing his butt cheeks, admiring them with his hands and his words.  He stood up and turned Kurt around, touching his face, commenting on his bone structure, then sliding his hands over his well-muscled body, commenting on what a strong and able slave he would make.  He firmly took his face into his fingers, examining his lips and then whispered, “Let’s see how obedient you can be.”  As he attempted to kiss him, Kurt struggled against his hands as Javi chuckled, “I see!  You were right.  You’re not a sex kitten; you’re a little tomcat with some sass and fire…and tiny claws?  Just what I’m looking for…,” Javi whispered but with authority.  And this time Javi held his face tighter, kissing him hard and then letting up until he was barely kissing him, grazing and nibbling his lips, sensing Kurt’s desire but not allowing him to respond, only to kiss him hard again, this time using the tip of his tongue to force his mouth open, taking his time tasting and tempting.  He heard Kurt’s low moan, his body yielding, and he stopped abruptly.  

“Yes, I think you’ll do.”  Javi said, pushing him to the bed.  “Now, lay still.  I don’t want you wiggling and squirming all over the place, I don’t have time for your resistance, my soon to be deliciously decadent baby slave.”

He knelt down at the foot of the bed, reaching underneath.  He withdrew several deep blue ties.  “I hope you like silk, not that I really care what my servants like.”  He began by removing the bows on each of Kurt’s ankles, tossing them aside, barely running one of the silk ties over his feet and ankles, over his legs, until he reached the velvet boxers.  “Ah very nice!  Whoever dressed you knew a thing or two about fabric.”  He took his time feeling the velvet from bottom to top, hesitating for a minute as he felt the bulge of Kurt’s semi-hardness.  He slid his fingers underneath the hem of the boxers snug against Kurt’s legs.  “Lay still!  I’m just checking your muscle mass.”  And then with one swift movement he reached for the waist and slid them down his legs leaving him fully exposed.  “Oh, yes, my young servant, you will be useful for many many things….quite the stallion,” he chuckled admiringly.  Javi took his time caressing Kurt with the silk tie from the waist down and then walked back to the foot of the bed.

“What am I doing?  What does it look like I’m doing…and why are you questioning me?  I’ll do whatever I please…and this pleases me.”  He’d gently pulled Kurt’s ankles downward so he was centered in the bed perfectly.  He reached for his left ankle, tying the silk tie loosely to the knob on the foot board, just enough so that Kurt could bend his knee, then proceeded to do the same to his right ankle.  “Are you comfortable?  Not too tight or loose?  See? I’m not a cruel master, little one.”  When he was done, he walked around the bed surveying Kurt’s body and his handiwork, “Mmmmmm, yes, you’ll do quite nicely.”

“Now…..shhhh…I’m not going to hurt you.  Why would I want to damage such strong and…..luscious piece of property?”  Javi sat down on the edge of the bed, again taking Kurt’s face in one hand, turning it from side to side, “Yes, quite luscious….” he whispered, and again holding Kurt’s face as still as possible, he kissed him even as Kurt struggled to stop him, “Javi, stop it!  You’re scaring me!” “Oh, no no no,” he crooned in that way that Kurt found so sexy, “We’ve talked about this, mi tiny bebe, remember?”  “Don’t be frightened, just relax…you’ll come to enjoy it as much as I do…with time….or maybe you’ll just come,” Javi chuckled again.
 

And indeed they had talked about it, all of this at great length.  The only caveat between them was that it had to come as a surprise, one never knowing when the other would decide it was time to play a new game.  They had their code words firmly in place.  

“Just be still, relax….I just want to taste….” And again Kurt struggled against his hands, his lips, until Javi took his face in both hands, forcing him to stay still while he kissed him, Kurt now struggling against his desires putting his arms around Javi’s neck, drawing him closer….”See?  I told you….you like it….. don’t you?  You don’t want to but you do….you don’t want to enjoy feeling nasty or defiled…even depraved….but you do…  It’s not so bad….such a beautiful dirty boy….”

And again he abandoned Kurt’s desires removing the bows around his wrists and carelessly tossing them aside along with the ankle bows.  Javi slid his hands underneath the black crop top, lightly pinching each of Kurt’s nipples, then running his hands over them lightly, as Kurt’s body shivered….”And a sensitive little man, too….yes, I like that very, very much…..You like it, too,” he pinched Kurt’s nipples again over and over, hearing Kurt’s slight gasp….”just listen to yourself……don’t try to pretend with me….you aren’t the first, you know….oh my I’ve….trained so many young slaves.  Now, raise your arms so I can get rid of this other useless piece of clothing, you won’t be needing it for the training I have planned.  But I think I’ll let you keep that bow around your neck for now…..it makes you look like a gift and….it’s not often that a slave as beautiful…and useful,”  he ran the silk and then his hand over Kurt’s hard-on,  “as you comes my way.”

“Stop struggling….you’re only making this harder on yourself!  I don’t want to mar this work of art lying before me….just give me your hand, if you don’t I’ll take it anyway!  Better….much better…”  he murmured as he tied Kurt’s left wrist and then his right wrist to the posts on either side of the bed loosely enough so he could bend his arms.  “There, how does that feel?,” Javi ran his fingers up and down Kurt’s sides and underarms, feeling him squirm, “Stop, Javi, just stop, don’t touch me anymore…” Kurt said weakly, and Javi replied, “Hmmmm, not much conviction in that whimper of a plea, I don’t think you really want me to stop this…” and he did it again, watching Kurt squirm again,  “Just one more thing and I’ll be able to start your training….if you cooperate that is….if not?  I don’t mind prolonging your lesson…..it can be such agonizing bliss”  Javi took the last silk tie, created a blindfold and placed it over Kurt’s eyes.  “Stop squirming!  It’s not going to change a thing or maybe you forgot….tonight is about….me.  That was the agreement.  Once it’s over you’ll wonder why you kept fighting me.  I’ve been patient this time….don’t make me sorry I indulged your tantrums.  Now be still.”

Kurt felt helpless, exposed and wasn’t sure if he was aroused or nervous or both, but one thing he knew without a doubt, Javi would never hurt him, so he tried to relax.  Sure, he and Blaine had done some role playing occasionally but nothing quite like this…and he had done something similar to Javi not long ago….then he felt Javi tying one of the silk ties around his waist.  What was that all about?  

Again, Javi surveyed his handiwork and Kurt’s porcelain-skinned physique.  Truth be told, he could sit here all night just looking at him. He was that beautiful.  But he couldn’t leave his poor Kurtito tied up all night while he sat here admiring his little tomcat’s anatomy.

“So, my little tomcat, retract those claws.  We can do this the easy way and you might even like….some of it.  Orrrrrr, we can do this the hard way and I’ll just have to start all over from the beginning until you learn.  You may be a luscious slave….and I may be a lascivious master, but still, you’re a slave, my slave.”

Again, Javi sat down beside Kurt, “I’ve been told you’re a virgin, one of the many reasons I chose you…I’ll be gentle if you’ll just let me tame you, my sassy little tomcat,” he crooned as he ran his hands over the hair on Kurt’s chest as if he were indeed petting a kitten, “You might even be purring before we’re done,” Javi chuckled.

“Now, let’s start again, just let me kiss you….and don’t fight me,”  Kurt did as he was told, laying perfectly still as Javi again took his head firmly in his hands, “oh yes….such soft full lips…look at that little pout…” Javi pressed his lips to Kurt’s, expecting him to struggle, but he didn’t…so using his fingers he traced his lips softly, almost ready to kiss him again, when Kurt bit his finger. “No no no, my little tomcat!  What did you say????  You don’t want to be tamed???  You are fortunate you barely nicked my finger!  So that’s the way you want it!”  And again he gripped Kurt’s face in his hands, devouring his lips leaving Kurt slightly breathless….”don’t you dare bite my tongue, you little hellcat,” Javi hissed against his lips and slid his tongue slowly and then more forcefully into Kurt’s mouth, holding his chin steady while petting his neck just as he had his chest, Kurt helpless to stop him, but it was reaching a point where Kurt didn’t want to stop him. 

The lack of sight….the lack of any control…..oh my god…..
As Kurt began to respond to his kisses, Javi moaned, “Yesss, that’s better my beautiful young slave…..I think you do want to be tamed….the younger must be tamed..I mean, trained by the older, the more experienced….and you my bebe….you look soooooo edible,”  Javi nibbled his tongue lightly,  “and beddable….yes, having you in my bed whenever I want you…..it is a privilege to train you….ah, ah, don’t you dare bite my tongue,” he slipped his tongue underneath Kurt’s lips…”doesn’t that feel nice….yesss, yes, yes…you like it…….”  Javi straddled Kurt, leaving off caressing his neck with his hands to nuzzling it with soft kisses working his way up and down finally arriving at his right ear using the tip of his nose to tickle and tantalize breathing just softly enough to whisper into Kurt’s mind, his sense of hearing a little more acute,  “oh my….your body betrays you….you want me don’t you…..mmmm I’ll get to that….eventually…..I knew I could tame you, turn you into my little sex kitten…hmmm?”  Javi returned to the foot of the bed, again, feasting his eyes on his beautiful, and restrained lover.  

“Did you know that today is my birthday, kitten?  I was told that you would be very accommodating on my birthday, that you would let me do anything I wanted…I can be very appreciative you know.  Although you must be trained, I can be kind to my slaves…when they obey me.  Shhhhh….I’m not going to hurt you!…..you’re far too valuable….if you must be disciplined?….I’m not a harsh man….Relax, little one…..obviously, you’re enjoying something….” Javi took the end of the silk tie resting around Kurt’s waist, slowly and lightly brushing Kurt’s hard cock with it, back and forth until Kurt whispered, “Javiiiii….” unable to reach with his own hand.  Javi stopped his teasing and returned his attention to Kurt’s “training.”  “This is one of my favorite parts of training,” he observed as he tickled under Kurt’s toes on one foot while drawing each toe on the other foot between his lips, watching Kurt’s body thrash against the restraints, unable to contain himself anymore, “Yessss…..oh my goddd…..Javi….please…..I want you…….”  “You want me…to what?…..Is this what you want?”  Javi slid a hand up Kurt’s calf and inner thigh, “maybe a little higher….is this what you want?….” he played with Kurt’s balls, “stay still….I can’t do this” and he slid his hand over Kurt’s shaft….lightly up and down with his fingers, “if you’re wiggling like that….”

“And I am very kind to my appreciative slaves…..si, you are extremely edible, my kitten….” Javi changed sides, giving the other set of toes his full attention, “Javii….no more…..”  “Mmmm perhaps I was a little….overzealous in my training….” Javi arose from the floor to get one of the covered dishes of oil scented with sandalwood, applying some to his own hard-on and setting the dish back on the nightstand.  He returned to the foot of the bed and crept up over Kurt’s restrained body until his pelvis was level with Kurt’s underarms.  He reached for the oil again, adding a little more to himself and then pouring some down Kurt’s chest and over his belly, using a finger to moisten Kurt’s lips…and just when he thought his sex kitten was truly tamed…the tiny tomcat returned and tried to bite him again….Javi smiled, he was having so much fun!
“Damn!  I see my little hellcat hasn’t learned as well as I thought and now….I have to do this all over again…and I’ll do it again and again and again if I have to!” he sighed as if very put upon and attacked Kurt’s lips, now wet with oil, as were Javi’s hands.  Taking full advantage of his oily hands, kissing Kurt with ferocity, he slid his fingers over Kurt’s eyelashes and into his thick hair, tugging slightly, listening to Kurt’s almost anguished…but to Javi, quite satisfying moans.  Knowing how badly Kurt wanted to use his hands on Javi….on himself…anywhere…..feeling his hips rise and fall begging for someone….anyone…to touch him…..he finally quit “punishing” his hellcat for its impertinence.  
“Now!  Perhaps you’ve learned your lesson, my kitten???”  By now the oil had made its way in rivulets from Kurt’s chest and his belly down his sides….Kurt feeling all of it…but…he…couldn’t… touch…anything…

Javi sat lightly on Kurt’s chest, then using his arms he slowly and steadily slid his oily hard-on down Kurt’s equally oil-slick chest and belly until their hips were even.  “Relax…..just relax…..I haven’t hurt you yet have I? I just want to pet you a little more……” He pushed on Kurt’s knees and Kurt willed them to relax, until they were spread wide….fully exposing the most vulnerable area of his body.  Javi let his wet hands glide down Kurt’s inner thighs, leaning down to softly release his breath over Kurt’s completely unprotected prick, his balls, his inner thighs, his groin….and as he took Kurt into his hand, he heard him whimper….pleading with him to satisfy his hunger….but not yet.  As he used his hand on Kurt, he lowered his own swollen cock, wet with oil, and rubbed it over Kurt’s own, and then over his balls, along the creases of his wide-open legs….”go ahead my little hellcat, try to fight me now….would you like to bite my finger again?  I’ll let you…..this is one lesson I’d love to teach you again….and again…..you want me to what????….release your hands?  Now why would I do that?  So you can use those sharp little kitty claws on me?”

“You want to…..touch me….really?  Now what master would believe that!  Why should I trust you, my naughty slave….you’re very strong….and as you’ve pointed out more than once, I’m very old….you want to repay my kindness?….but how do you know I won’t hurt you now?  I’m far from done with you…..hmmmm….if I release you…you’ll stop fighting me…..and you’ll do…what?  Oh very tempting, verrryyy tempting….such a bad bad boy….I like bad boys…bad boys make me hot and horny….they make me do things….especially when they come to me as colts that I can train to be stallions….like you…..”

“I’ll release one of your hands…but your feet remain bound…..and the blindfold stays….and if you behave I might release the other hand….but if you’ve lied to me I’ll tie you up again and make you stay that way all night…torturing your beautiful body with mine all night long…even an old man like me….allllll nigggght looong can seem like an eternity to my slaves….stroking and licking and touching and teasing and tickling …..and you being completely helpless to stop me…..hmmmm that sounds sooo much better than untying you even for a second…..”

Javi stopped his fondling long enough to untie the fairly loose knots on Kurt’s left hand, then leaned back between Kurt’s legs. Kurt almost desperately reached for Javi’s hard prick and Javi in turn laid hold of Kurt’s…..Javi let out a low laugh, strained, but a laugh…. “My hellcat slow down….I appreciate your impatience and enthusiasm….but we old men…..” Javi held onto Kurt lightly as he released the other hand, now hovering almost directly over Kurt, “look at you, do you have a name?  You must…even lowly slaves have a name…..what’s your name….ahhhh Kurt? Yesssss Kurt such a naughty boy….you lied to me….look at you….so hard and wet…..you want me…you want it, don’t you….of course you do….you want me to end your agony….you want me to stroke your cock over and over and over….like this……yesss I hear you Kurt….but I’m the master…..me first…..oh siiii…..very good…..yesssss I looove your handiwork…….”

“……let me hear you beg my kitten…..say you want me…..tell me you want me to come all over you because I know you do…..again….say it again Kurt…..all wet and warm….that’s what you want…..whimper for me kitten….you like it….tell me how much you like my hand on your cock….it feels soooo goood….it does, doesn’t it……up…..and….down… over and over……you want me to stop….but you don’t want me to stop…..it feels toooo good…..”

Kurt felt like he was suffocating in his own lust; Javi was drenched in wanting to satisfy them both at the same time, and even with Javi prolonging the delicious agony, it didn’t take very long for the lust and the want to be satisfied, Javi almost collapsing on Kurt as Kurt came.  As they lay there sweating, slowly catching their breath, but totally sated, Kurt let out a long sigh.  The only sound was that of lovers trying to recover from their lovemaking.    

“My god, Javi!” he wrapped his arms around him, “is this the way you always celebrate your birthday????”  Javi smiled to himself, “No mi amor…I’ve been waiting almost 8 years just for you…..” he took a deep breath and letting it out again… “to tie you up in knots, to get oil all over everything…to come all over you….to untie that bow around your neck….but not your legs….I might want to play again later…..” “I think you’ve made your point…I concede, you’re not an old man…now please untie my legs…”  “But you said anything, any place, any time…so what if I want to play later?”

“It’s past midnight, my sex fiend, your birthday is over,”  Javi got up and headed for the bathroom, “Fine!  Untie yourself!” he laughed. Kurt laid there, trying not to laugh at himself as he realized he didn’t need Javi to untie him.  Finally he untied himself and headed toward the bathroom to join Javi in the shower.

He hadn’t forgotten the other gifts he had for his slave master…his lover…his friend….his soulmate.  Sometimes it frightened him loving this man so completely.  He was everything he could have ever hoped for, but that’s what he’d thought about Blaine.  He didn’t think he could bear it if it ended…not again.  What was he thinking?  He knew Javi loved him more than he’d ever been loved.  Would he ever reach a point where he was completely confident in trusting another?  He sighed, so content, so in love….I guess that’s what counseling’s for, he thought, and abandoned his doubts for the wonderful man patiently waiting for him.