CHAPTER 37 THE RAFTERS WANTS TO KNOW WHERE YOU’VE BEEN

CHAPTER 37 – THE RAFTERS WANTS TO KNOW WHERE YOU’VE BEEN

After Javi had walked Kurt home Sunday evening, he decided to stop by The Rafters mostly to catch up on what was going on in the neighborhood. As he walked through the door, Rusty, the bartender shouted, “Well, Javi! We thought maybe you’d had an emergency tour or something!” and then laughed, “where have you been, amigo?”

Javi just smiled and asked for a vodka and cranberry juice, “So what’s new?” But Rusty wasn’t about to give it up, he was having way too much fun. When Javi was in town, they usually saw him two or three times a week. “What’s new? The fact that we haven’t seen you for over 2 weeks! And we know you’ve had some downtime. Nothing escapes us at The Rafters, you know that. In fact….,” Rusty stopped for a second, tilted his head and said, “pretty much no one’s seen you since you walked out of here with that hottie, the one that every guy in this place was trying so hard not to stare at the entire night? Quite polite, too, I hear…at least from the ones who tried to pick him up. Very gentlemanly about saying no. And let’s see, he has….I think the word was…bewitching? eyes. Oh, and a great sense of style?…something terribly crude like…a body to die for? Oh, and I almost forgot his hair????…..when you two left, well, let’s just say you and Mr. Perfect were ALL that was new in here and all the way into a few days after.” He could tell just looking at Javi’s face that his comments had hit the mark. Watching a Latinx blush was priceless!

Javi leaned over towards Rusty and spoke so only Rusty could hear and said, “You know I never, ever kiss and tell, my man, but yes we’ve been spending some time together and so you all can quit speaking of him only in reference to his looks, his name is Kurt, and there’s a couple of guys here who’ve met him.”

There were about 20 guys just chatting and listening to the music, when Rusty signaled for one of them to unplug the jukebox so he could call them all to attention. “Hey, everyone, we all know that Javi never kisses and tells, or so he says, but….” and started doing the sing-song thing, “Javi’s got a boyfriend, Javi’s got a boyfriend!” And everybody applauded and cheered. Javi just shook his head, stood up, took a small bow and said, “Yeah, yeah! I know you’ve all been waiting for a lifetime, as you remind me ALL…THE….TIME…to hear that, yes, I do have a boyfriend. His name is Kurt and he’s as wonderful, if not more so, as you all apparently described him in great detail, and now you can all go back to sharing any other gossip
there might be.” A few of them came up to the bar and shook his hand, hugged him and congratulated him. He understood. They, indeed, had been waiting what seemed even to him like a lifetime, and they knew what a big step this was for him.

He looked over at Rusty and bought a round for the house. He chatted for a while with Rusty and Dan, the other bartender on that night, said his good nights and started the walk home. He loved walking the streets of San Diego at night and tonight especially. He had such wonderful friends here, some more like family. And as always these days, his thoughts were never far from Kurt. He had a few connections here in modeling and entertainment, but he wasn’t going to do anything with them yet. Kurt had to give him more indication that he would even be interested than he had so far. He knew how important it was to choose wisely when determining your life’s work. And now, what
affected Kurt also affected him.

When he got home, he poured himself a glass of wine and a glass of water. He didn’t drink a lot, but, yes, he did know the importance of water. No matter what he was drinking, he almost always had water nearby. It was a habit he’d developed early on while living on the road.

He headed toward the living room, peeling off clothing along the way until all of the restrictions of wearing any kind of garment were removed. He grabbed the black velvet pillow, tossed it on the carpet and laid down, closing his eyes. He sighed, took a sip of wine and decided he didn’t want the past couple days to fade into memory just yet, although he doubted it would ever fade very much.

Kurt had completely and totally surprised him on Friday night when he took the initiative again. And what his obviously quick and spontaneous mind had thought of was truly remarkable and delightful and…oh, why lay here and try to label it? He had literally turned the tables on Javi…on them!

He was so adorable! He got up and raced Javi back down the hallway and said, “It’s my turn, right?” Javi nodded and laughed. He felt like he was playing tag and Kurt wanted to be “it.”

Kurt had literally clapped his hands and said, “Okay! I want you to go into the bedroom I just used and I’m going into yours….well, unless you don’t want me to.” Javi could hardly contain himself, this man was just so damn cute, muy lindo! “No, of course, I don’t mind. You’re in charge of Wonderland now. The Queen of Hearts has left the building, Kurt.”

So, Javi went into one bedroom and Kurt went into the other. A few minutes later he heard Kurt’s voice through the mini intercoms beside the bed. “What do you hear, Javi?” “Your voice?” he asked. “That’s right, my voice, and in order to play this game you have to do everything I ask without question. That’s the only rule.” Javi felt a shiver of delight, oh! this was going to be so much fun! Even if Kurt asked him to stand on his head in a corner, it was going to be so much fun! He looked toward the mirrors he had on one set of closets that faced the bed. The room was already huge, but the mirrors made him feel like it was a bit larger. He had them in every bedroom in the house. He’d never really thought of it much until now…and he smiled. He didn’t know what Kurt had in mind, but perhaps these mirrors would come in handy?

He heard Kurt’s voice again, very soft and sexy, “Please, lay down on that lovely silk comforter, Javi, and remember I was where you are a very…very short time ago. Take a slow breath…please. What is that scent?”

Javi closed his eyes and took a breath. He smelled sandalwood, Kurt’s favorite scent, and he could smell Kurt’s scent, unique to him only. He inhaled again and let his breath out slowly.

“Javi,” Kurt whispered, “I want you to imagine me doing exactly what you are doing, except I’m not laying on my back, I’m laying on my stomach…with absolutely nothing on.” Kurt waited a couple moments and then said, “I want you to luxuriate in the silk, sink into it and wallow in the way it feels, and remember I’m doing the same thing…..and I was exactly where you are right now not too long ago…,” his voice trailed off. Javi smiled again and did exactly
what Kurt had asked of him, Dios mi! He truly HAD encountered an angel with more than a touch of the devil in him! Silk had never felt soooo good and imagining Kurt not only doing this on the velvet, but imagining him doing this on the silk at the same time was hot as hell!!! “Oh! My, my, my, did I forget to use the word writhe? I do believe I did. Would you mind writhing, please? I want you to stretch…as slowly as you like, of course, until you are lying there arms and legs spread eagle? Please, just for me? Mi Javi…this feels sooooo good,” he heard Kurt’s voice, almost like he was whispering in his ear. They both took their time, thoroughly enjoying all the sensations and smells, letting their imaginations take them to a place where they were in each other’s arms, one totally lost in the other.

“Are you ready for me, my luscious Latinx? If so, would you please reach for that oil that smells like sandalwood….kind of like me? I promise I’ll do the same…just for you…I promise….ah, there you are, Sauvage…”

Now, remember I’m laying on my stomach….well, until just a minute ago I was….I had to raise myself up on both arms and legs for a moment……now, imagine that I am hovering over your body without a single stitch of clothing, nothing separates our bodies but air and space…..Javi, I am ready for you in every way…and I’m imagining you…looking up at me, begging me to make love to you…but before we
take that step, I want you to use the oil in your hand, imagining I am you and you are me…take your time and just imagine…., He could hear Kurt breathing, “please, please, touch me, Javi….take all of me into your hand and I will do exactly the same thing….almost….oh! we are both so hard, so ready, so eager…we’ve never been this far before….I want you so very much…..but I’m begging you to stop before…it’s…too….late… please stop….please, Javi..” and then all they could hear were the sounds of each other coming, uttering words that made no sense except to those in ecstasy, losing all control, each falling to the bed,
stunned senseless as they finally relaxed. Javi had no idea how much time had passed until he heard Kurt’s voice breathing his name, “Javier. Ramos. Ruiz,” in that way that had become Kurt’s way of telling him that he not only wanted his persona, but the person inside as well. “I’ll meet you in the media room whenever you’re ready where I will…besarte y abrazarte y tocarte (kiss you and hug you and touch you)…again until you beg me to stop.” And then Kurt’s voice was gone.

Javi stared at the ceiling still trying to come to his senses. He was shocked and pleased and a million other emotions he couldn’t contain. He had absolutely not expected that! He couldn’t help but wonder where Kurt had acquired THAT kind of expertise. From what little he’d said about past relationships, he knew he was completely heartbroken over the last one. He didn’t get the sense that Kurt had had more than a couple partners. He was too cautious with his feelings….well, until he let them have free rein. It would be interesting when he felt he could finally tell Javi about that part of his life, but until then this marvelous man was waiting for him…just him.

As Javi’s mind came back to the present, he sighed, so very content. He had no clue what the future held. All he knew was that this weekend had been as close to perfect as he could ever ask. They’d had some down-to-earth conversations, they’d enjoyed each others company and bodies. Not many would believe that he was completely sexually satisfied right now. Not many really understood what a complete romantic relationship really should be. He had Antonio, and strangely enough, Tonio’s parents to thank for that gift.

He sighed again, finished his wine, ready for sleep, and began the process of preparing for the week ahead.