CHAPTER 69 NEW GALAXIES

CHAPTER 69 – NEW GALAXIES

The chapter number is one of two things. If you’re Javi, you say it’s destiny; if you believe that life leaves us a little bit more leeway, the fact that this happened to be Chapter 69 is an interesting coincidence. Honest, I did not plan it!

Before Javi could lead him away into whatever fantasies existed in Wonderland, he reached for him one more time, wrapping him tightly in a hug and said, “Javi, I wouldn’t trade even a single minute of “straightness” if it meant I couldn’t love you completely….that I couldn’t be right where we are right now.” Javi could feel himself getting over-emotional, so he tried to clear his throat and said, “Kurtito….stop…you’re going to make me cry and,” “Kurt finished the sentence, “and Mexican men don’t cry.” They both laughed.

“What’s this?” Kurt’s crystalline eyes lit up as he turned in circles. The bath/massage rooms had undergone a drastic alteration, appealing to every one of the five senses. The delicate scent of sandalwood encircled them and the clawfoot tub was filled with warm water and glittery blue bubbles. Javi had considered sharing their favorite wine adding to the ambience, but decided against it. Instead, a tall pitcher of icy cold water flavored with fresh lemons sat beside the tub along with two cut-crystal glasses. The combination of warm water and wine might make them too sleepy. Wine could wait for another time. Kurt smiled, mildly surprised at some of the significant details he’d missed on the cursory tour from earlier. Like the grouping of smoky brown mirrors on the wall opposite the bathtub. The decorator’s eye said, “So subtle.” The bathers could see themselves, but not overtly so, and the candles were placed to accent just the right amount of light reflecting on their glass surfaces. “How….who….when did all this happen?” Javi leaned over to whisper in Kurt’s ear, “Kurtito, don’t analyze it, just go with it,” he bit Kurt’s earlobe lightly, tonguing the dangly earring that bore Javi’s ‘s initial, interrupting his continued inspection of the transformed bathroom.

Releasing the earring, Javi murmured, “Look at me, mi amor…look into my eyes,” Kurt barely touched his fingers, already knowing he’d be captivated by those liquid brown eyes…and as usual those expressive eyes told him all he would ever need to know about Javi’s feelings for him….sometimes the intensity was too much and he had to look away, but this time Javi wouldn’t let him. He took Kurt’s chin between two fingers, quietly saying, “Please, don’t look away….because if you do, I can no longer see in your eyes what you see in mine.” And as Kurt raised his eyes again, Javi slowly started to unbutton his shirt, “Remember when we first met and you’d button and unbutton your shirt like it was some sort of test you felt you needed to pass? I remember the first time you allowed this little patch of hair to show; I fell in love with it then….” He said as he leaned down and kissed it, then continued his deliberately measured undressing of his lover. When he reached the last button, he slid the shirt from Kurt’s shoulders, never releasing Kurt from his steady gaze. “Now you, mi amor.” It was so silly, but he still felt nervous. He tried to relax into the warmth of those eyes while unbuttoning Javi’s shirt. Then, he realized Javi had worn this shirt on purpose. He rarely wore button up shirts; his tastes ran more towards sleeveless see-through net in a whole rainbow of colors, as close to naked as he could get away with in public. He’d worn it to allow for the sensuality unbuttoning a shirt could bring. Playfully, his fingers buttoned the shirt up again, as Javi gave him a questioning look. When every white button was secured, he said, “Oh, no, now I have to do it all over again,” and Javi tried not to laugh. As Kurt slid the shirt over Javi’s shoulders, it fell in a loose pile to the floor. Drawing their foreheads together, their eyes barely an inch apart, he unbuttoned Kurt’s blue jeans, as Kurt did the same, a shy smile playing on his lips. Kurt didn’t need any help from Grammarly to improve the plot of this story. The sound of the slow descent of zippers spoke for itself….and then their jeans tumbled to the floor in a pile with the shirts. As Javi intended, Kurt could feel his warm breath on his face as they removed the bikinis. Placing his hands on either side of Kurt’s waist, Javi moved just close enough for their bodies to barely touch and his full lips came within an inch of Kurt’s…..hovering there, his eyes as black as onyx boring into Kurt’s….then taking two steps back and without a word got into the tub, offering Kurt his hand. Kurt took it, still shaky from what had just transpired. His mind was filled with those brown turning to black eyes…and the curls falling over his forehead and one eye. If this was just the beginning and if Javi’s plan was to continue at this pace, it could be a very long, erotic….and periodically frustrating night, but it was a kind of frustration Kurt was happy to deal with.

The sensuous music drifted around them as they lay back in the tub holding hands. It felt heavenly to be here, the lights dimmed, and suddenly Kurt was glad they’d decided to spend this time at home. Of course, if he’d known about these rooms, there would have been no question. He opened his eyes and looked at the wall prints above the tub.

“You like, mi amor?” “You’ve kept all of this hidden from….everybody?” Javi shook his head and smiled, “Hmmm…..let’s try this again. “You like, mi amor?” Kurt chuckled, “Sorry….it’s just so amazing! Yes, I like, mi Javito.” “Good, because the first time I saw them, they sort of said Javi and Kurt to me. With some minor hair adjustments of course.” Kurt slid over to where Javi lay in the tub and smiled as he whispered, “I wouldn’t mind creating a living copy of the bathtub scene…..” Javi pulled Kurt down so he lay on top of him and said, “I certainly won’t stop you from trying….but I have….oh, let’s say some other plans….” Kurt pretended to pout, “But you said we could improvise…” “Oh, mi playful Kurtito, we can….maybe a warm wet make out session?” “Yum, hor d’oeuvres.” “Oh, siiii, the main course is in a very slow cooker.” Kurt smiled, “Why are we talking about kitchen appliances? You know what happens when you drop an electrical appliance in water? A sizzling shock that might kill you, Javi….” “Death by a red hot Kurtito; what a way to go….” Javi said slipping his legs over the side of the tub, just like in the picture. As Kurt ran his fingers through Javi’s damp curls, he said, “Do you know it’s been almost a week since we made love? I want you so much right now.” “Kurt, it’s been five days….but who am I to argue with your wants….so shut up and kiss me….let’s see who wants who the most, shall we?” On his knees, hovering over Javi’s relaxed body, Kurt took a silky earlobe between his lips, sucking it as he ran a wet finger behind his ear and down over the skin of his shoulder and down his arm along his tattoo. Javi instinctively turned his neck as Kurt slid his wet tongue behind his ear, sucking his caramel-colored skin just enough to create his own tattoo over the word, “Faith” where no one would see it. He could feel Javi sink deeper, stretching into the depths of the tub as Kurt moved to the hollow at the base of his neck, sliding his tongue up his neck to his lips. “I think I’ll sample the hors d’oeuvres….maybe see what you have to offer, hmmmm?” Javi didn’t reply, his eyes closed, his lips slightly parted….intentionally, Kurt thought; he was almost sure his Javito had everything that was a turn-on for Kurt catalogued and hidden in some secret haven. That space between his lips….the sensation of his tongue exploring it, testing the degree of danger that moving deeper into his mouth and engaging his tongue would produce. He slipped his tongue over Javi’s lips, sensing every soft ridge, the curve, the corners…..venturing into that crevice and running his tongue underneath his buttery soft lips, until he felt Javi kissing him back, opening his mouth and covering Kurt’s with his own. Javi wrapped his arms tightly around Kurt’s neck, taking his lips captive with a moan that sent shivers down Kurt’s spine. “Touch me, Kurt…..please, touch me….” Kurt didn’t hesitate. Five days, a week, who cared? Yes, he would touch him….he would touch him until he begged him to stop.

Kurt looked around to see if there was any of that oil that didn’t wear off in water….and there it was. Of course, Javi would never forget an important detail like that. Water sex was fun, but to do it right….? This was perfect….Javi was laying in the tub with his legs spread wide, his lower legs supported over the tub. Kurt could touch him in so many delightful places….places that he knew would drive him crazy. He laid one hand flat over Javi’s rigid cock, using the fingers of his other hand to tweak his nipples….first the left….then the right….at a measured pace, knowing Javi was now anticipating the timing. He could feel Javi moving against the hand that covered his hardness. Then, he slid his finger over Javi’s torso in a triangle, from nipple to nipple and down to his navel, touching it just a little differently, each time. Finally, he settled his index finger exclusively around his navel, exploring its depths as he used his other hand to play with Javi’s prick, his fingers and his hand thoroughly enjoying Javi’s inability to stay still. As Kurt’s fingers continued their dance, his index finger moving deeper and deeper, his other hand moving steadily faster, moan after moan escaped Javi’s lips, “Ohmygod Kurt…..yes yes yes…..please just like……” he babbled….”your hands…..ohhhh make me…..come….nownownownow… .” Kurt loved watching…..knowing what Javi was feeling….Javi lowered his legs into the water, taking Kurt into his arms and lowering his body into the tub without a single word. Again, that stare captured Kurt’s eyes…..and he was so turned on, so ready, he didn’t even try to look away. He finally closed his eyes waiting for Javi to kiss him…but Javi had other ideas. Well, actually, he had Kurt’s ideas. Step by agonizingly passionate step, he followed Kurt’s charted course from just a few moments ago. This was the way they’d learned each other’s bodies so well.

From the tiny hickey behind the ear right down to the tempting, teasing triangle. Until….he began working his hand over Kurt’s swollen cock, he whispered against Kurt’s lips, “Open your eyes, mi amor…..please…..I want to see them….naked….just like you…..I want to watch you….tell me what you want…..tell me….” Kurt opened his eyes and all he could see were two furiously black eyes watching his own. “Tell me….” Kurt was so turned on and looking into those fiery eyes only made it hotter…..”Javier….Ramos… oh god….Ruiz…your hands…..I want them…..I want to feel your fingers around my cock….tighter….oh god yes….tighter….” Javi tightened his grip and staring into Kurt’s eyes he asked, “Like that?…” “Oh my god, yes, Javi….your hand…faster….now….now… ” “Like this?” Javi breathed as he increased the pace. “Yessss…..now…..kiss me….kiss me….I want…..I’m coming…now….now….” and as Kurt came, instinctively closing his eyes, Javi watched his face just inches away from his own…and then he covered Kurt’s mouth with his, taking that moan of surrender into his throat.

They lay in the warm water, spent. “Wow, you really played hard to get, what a struggle that was, mi Javito.” Javi laughed as he lay against Kurt’s body. Kurt ventured, “So, what took you from a warm wet make out session to oh please touch me now…..nownownownow?” Javi laughed again, “I don’t know, I really don’t. Maybe it was because I had this whole day alone to plan parts of our weekend rendezvous. And I’ve been wanting you from the moment I heard your voice searching for me. Just…..trying to look at those pictures through your eyes for the first time….does it matter why?” “No, it doesn’t….except you had plans and….” Javi slid up and planted a loving kiss on Kurt’s lips, lingering as he said, “you know what they say about the best laid plans….and besides my slow cooker is on a very low setting.” Javi grabbed the sandalwood-scented body wash and they playfully washed each other, throwing bubbles back and forth.

Leaving the bathroom, Kurt carefully snuffed out each candle, the scent lingering in the room. Javi turned around and asked, “Are you going to wash and dry the tub, too?” But before Kurt could answer, he tossed him a fluffy white robe, “Here, put this on….you’re distracting me…” giving Kurt a half-smile as he turned. Kurt just shook his head and checked one more time that all the candles were completely out. Like Javi was ever distracted by nakedness; it was his natural habitat! He had something in mind, but Kurt was in no hurry to find out what.

When Kurt finally made his way to the huge bedroom, he found Javi laying on the inviting round bed, also wrapped in a white robe. Kurt couldn’t help but notice how perfectly the white of the robe contrasted against Javi’s tawny skin. “Lay down with me, mi amor,” he beckoned Kurt. As Kurt got comfortable resting on his side, Javi moved down from the plush velvet headboard to lay beside him, and pulled Kurt toward him, resting his chin on Kurt’s head with a contented sigh. “Are you still okay with this?” Kurt’s voice was muffled as he lay against Javi’s warm neck. “Why, are you having second thoughts?” “No, I’ve never been more okay about something. Ya know, once we started talking about it seriously, I….sort of realized just how much I wanted to do this….to take the next step…with you, just you. And no matter how this turns out this weekend…..for me it will always be just you, just us. It’s very simple, I love you, mi Javi. So, are you…still okay, I mean?” He hugged Kurt a little tighter, “How could I not be okay with loving you in a new way….our very own new way. So, would you like to watch a movie?” Kurt chuckled, “Sure, let’s watch a movie.”

After the detour they’d taken in the tub, Javi didn’t want to rush; anticipation was half the fun. They ended up streaming a movie called “Those People.” Neither of them had any use for porn, but an intelligent, sexy gay movie was another thing altogether. They snuggled into the pillows and shared a bowl of fresh popcorn. When the movie ended, Javi looked at Kurt and said, “Well, that was a bit depressing…” and Kurt nodded, “and a bit convoluted….geez, I was getting to the point where I couldn’t keep track of who was Sebastian or Tim or Charlie and all their friends….so, do you want to try another? I hear….”

“No, mi amor, I want to hold you in my arms and sing sweet love songs to you. I want to spend the rest of the night making love to you…with you, and when it’s tomorrow, I want to do it all over again.” Kurt smiled and felt himself blushing. This was turning into a very emotional weekend. “Is that why you asked me to choose some of my favorite love songs?” Javi nodded, “Look at the ceiling.” Kurt turned his head upward. It had been so dim in here when he’d entered the room, he hadn’t noticed the retractable skylight above the bed. “Oh Javito…it’s unbelievable!” He caught a glimpse of the stars as Javi took him into his arms and they laid flat on their backs.

Kurt relaxed in the security of his embrace. He loved him so much! Sometimes it felt like they were some fairytale come true…well, a grown up fairytale….Javi was so imaginative. He had a way of turning the ordinary into an event. Things like this. Their first time could have been romantic and fun in any number of ways, even if it wasn’t out of the ordinary, but their love life was…exceptional. It was the only word he could think of to describe it. Even when they weren’t aiming for fireworks, when they were in the mood for cozy, we’ve been together almost a year sex….all Kurt knew was he’d never felt like this before. And sometimes he actually lived in dread that someday it would all disappear only to be replaced by an empty shell after the newborn baby bird left the nest. No! Not now, not tonight.

Javi laughed, “Yeah, even though we both ended up going a little heavy on the Michael Jackson, well…who better than the King of Pop, right?” Once Kurt had given him his song selections, he’d been confident that Javi would weave them into a musical mosaic meant only for them….but now with all of these uncharacteristic, vaguely troubling emotions, that still insecure place inside said, “So, how does this work? I mean, well….what’s the plan?” Javi gave him a ghost of a smile, “Kurtito, just let it happen, okay?”

Javi said, “Lay back and focus on how this view of the heavens makes you feel….imagine what it might be like to take even one of those glowing stars into your hand. What would you hear if the galaxy could speak? What would the Milky Way taste like? The combination of our songs brought to mind the view from this skylight….all those lyrics describing our feelings flowing through the filter of infinity. I could see us laying here just like this. Relaxing under the stars on this bed and singing to each other. Music is sort of the center of our lives….or at least mine at the moment….and yours by association. Anyway, I love singing to you. I love writing new songs to sing to you. You’re the subject of almost every song I write now. But….in so many ways every song we sing now is an extension of the songs we already know and already love and they’re magical. I’m hoping singing these songs to each other…tonight….right now….will weave magic around what we hold in our hearts.” Spoken like the songwriter and wordsmith he was, Kurt thought.

He was so overwhelmed, he didn’t even try to speak. He just nodded and swallowed the lump in his throat. Javi reached for the remote and his eyes softened as he glanced at Kurt, knowing they were both struggling to contain the intense energy overtaking the totality of who they were and what they meant to each other. “Come here,” he said, patting the velvet bedspread. Shifting, he curled his body closer, laying on his side, and again, saw himself reflected in those big brown eyes. “I’ll start and after I’m done singing my song to you, one of yours will be next and you sing that one to me. Just let it happen, mi amor. Don’t try. Just sing and look at me…. or at the beautiful sky above us.”

As Javi clicked the remote, Kurt tried to simply observe Javi, taking himself down into the moment, focusing his energy on his love.

SAMO TO KURT: LOVING YOU – MICHAEL JACKSON

Kurt had to smile when the first lines to the song began to play – yes, they had an August moon, but it wasn’t cloudy, and Javi just shrugged and smiled back, anticipating the moment when he could call Kurt his midnight lover and kiss him on the tip of his nose. And when the song ended, Kurt leaned over and kissed Javi lightly on the lips. “My turn?” Kurt asked like a child somewhat impatiently awaiting his chance to play the game. “Si, your turn, mi amor.” Javi chuckled, bringing up the next song.

KURT TO JAVI: TRULY, MADLY, DEEPLY – SAVAGE GARDEN

As he sang the words describing the expanse of sky above them, he glanced up towards the skylight and took Javi’s hand in his with a shy smile. He’d chosen this song because of the line about wanting to bathe with your lover in the sea. The sea was so precious to Javi. Kurt never tired of hearing Javi reminisce about how he begged the sea to allow him to share his music with the world, a mere child pleading with a force of nature that covered well over half of the Earth. He’d grown up with the shores of Quintana Roo as his playground and his inspiration. He could picture the powerful waves endlessly carrying them away and then towards each other ..and when he sang about it, he let go of Javi’s hand and brushed his thumb across his cheek, his voice struggling to finish the song.

JAVI TO KURT: SPEECHLESS – MICHAEL JACKSON

Kurt’s heart was reminded of all the pillow-talk conversations, pondering why at times the simple words, “I love you” seemed so inadequate to articulate their deepest feelings for each other. And yet, in one song someone had said it all and so much more. It was like being blindsided by the obvious. As seasoned singers and songwriters how could they have missed this? Sometimes the music behind the words turned their simple expressions into arias and fugues.

KURT TO JAVI: YOU ARE MY LIFE – MICHAEL JACKSON

Kurt found himself on a blanket in “their” park, so much desire…and fear….and hope, wanting all that was possible, frightened by the ghost memories of love past. They’d both felt lost and then suddenly….they weren’t. The intricate way that destiny had woven their lives together seemed so unbelievable sometimes. From Lima to San Diego and all that had transpired in between to get Kurt to this place. From Quintana Roo to San Diego, all the twists and turns. Javi had been 13 when Kurt was born. He didn’t believe in chance or luck anymore. “Mi carino, you are my entire solar system. Look up! There you are.” He’d almost bypassed this song, even though it was one of his favorites. The elusions made to the sun and the moon were a little too close to Antonio’s past presence in Javi’s story. But, Kurt had had a heart-to-heart with himself. Antonio was almost nine years in the past; he would always be a part of Javi’s world. Javi would tell him that Tonio’s memory had no place in their love life. He would say something like, “Kurtito, you’re my now and my future, put Tonio where he belongs.”

JAVI AND KURT TOGETHER: THE FIRST TIME EVER I SAW YOUR FACE – ROBERTA FLACK

Before playing the next song, Javi’s choice, he took Kurt’s long fingers into his. “I love these fingers. They’ve walked every inch of my body and touched my face as intimately as they’ve touched all of me. Mi amor, if you’re willing I want us to sing this song to each other, our eyes closed while we explore each other’s faces….just like we’ve done so many times. Every time I see your face with my fingers, I learn something new.” Kurt didn’t say anything, he simply let go of Javi’s fingers and waited for the song to play. Oh my god….he wasn’t sure his emotions could take it. This song was so perfect for what Javi and Kurt had done with each other and as he’d said, discovered something new or different every single time. Trying to concentrate on the words…the feeling of Javi’s fingers feathering over his face…his fingers touching Javi’s smooth skin and high cheekbones…..he felt a tear on Javi’s cheek, and he just couldn’t take it anymore. He let the tears fall as he wiped Javi’s away with a finger. Their voices turned to whispers as they attempted to sing through their tears. And when the song was over, they remained silent for a while, continuing their exploration until finally they stopped and took each other’s fingers again. Kurt couldn’t bear not to hold Javi in his arms for one more minute, this was far more emotion than he had expected or experienced in a long time. It was like every nerve ending and thought was on high alert, overly significant.

He wrapped his arms tightly around Javi and cuddled his face into the crook of his neck, moving his lips over the soft skin. “I know we say this all the time, but I mean it more and more every time, I can’t believe I found you. I can’t believe how much I love you….even when you do something that drives me crazy and I don’t even want to like you…Javi….I…..I…..just play the last song…”

KURT TO JAVI: OUR FIRST TIME – BRUNO MARS

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Of course, having organized the songs, Javi knew what the last song was. They both did. He’d altered it only slightly……slowing it down creating the rpms in sync with what these moments deserved. He pressed play but before Kurt could start singing, he rolled over on top of him, his mouth warm on Kurt’s forcing them to take it slow. He wanted Kurt so much at this moment and he knew Kurt felt the same, but this song was not meant for rushing. This night was not made for hurrying.

Kurt relaxed under the exquisite pressure of Javi’s muscular body, his thoughts thick with Bruno Mars’ voice accenting the smoldering heat of his decelerated song. Javi nibbled Kurt’s parted lips, teasing with the very tip of his tongue, and breathing Kurt’s name. Kurt’s sigh was so soft, it almost broke Javi’s heart, but in a good way. And when he felt Kurt’s tongue moving lightly against his own, he let him play, begging him to enter and then closing his lips so he couldn’t. He pictured the mischievous smile spread slightly over Kurt’s taunting lips. Oh yessss….he greeted Kurt’s challenge with enthusiasm. Let’s play, mi Kurtito……he slid his tongue down over Kurt’s chin, nibbling it, too, but a little harder than he had his lips. He cupped his face in both hands, holding it still as he nibbled up and down his jawline, occasionally biting and then tonguing his tender skin. As he reached Kurt’s lips again, Kurt attempted to turn his head to capture Javi’s lips…..”Oh mi Kurtito noooo noooo noooo, you’ll just have to wait…” Javi whispered against his lips, barely grazing them as he moved back and forth across the sweetness of his skin. Kurt was trying so hard to wait…..these challenges were soooo much fun and oh so hot….”You want me to kiss you…..si? How much…..tell me how much…..ohhhhhhh poor Kurtito you can do better than that…..,” Javi gave up one of his low laughs, “I love your lips…..I could play with them all night long….how much?” Kurt reached around Javi’s neck and quickly pulled him down, savagely parting his lips, sucking his tongue, as he heard Javi’s low laugh again…but by that time he didn’t care; he hadn’t lost a thing!

Listening to Kurt’s ragged breathing, he rolled to his side and began undoing the white belt of the bathrobe with one hand, Kurt not allowing his hungry lips to leave Javi’s. Javi spread the front of the robe open, like he was unwrapping a present, slipping his hand up and down along the side of Kurt’s long neck. Javi felt Kurt’s moan against his lips, as he untied the loosely knotted belt around Javi’s waist. When it was loose, Javi released one arm from the robe and slowly separated his lips from Kurt’s.

The beauty of Kurt’s naked body……sometimes it was like an aphrodisiac for the eyes. He carelessly tossed his robe on the floor. His eyes shiny black with desire, he straddled Kurt, as Kurt savored Javi’s every move. Bruno had long since finished his sexy serenade. This was the way they had loosely planned it, even deciding what position they wanted for their first time. This wasn’t about spontaneity. Their plan was not to kill spontaneity at all. It was to ensure a comfortable environment for this major turning point in their relationship.

“Mi amor….sometimes your beauty leaves me breathless.” Javi slowly and gently kissed him one more time. Then, using his eyes…..his fingers…..his lips…..he discovered and rediscovered…..sensing the tensing and relaxing, knowing Kurt’s body well enough by now to adjust to his desires. This was not a time to interrupt with questions. His sensual survey of Kurt’s body covered every inch of him….except for the inches between his legs. Just looking at him so hard, so ready made Javi’s heart drop. He wanted Kurt in a way he couldn’t remember ever wanting him, but he slid back up to Kurt’s lips, taking his face gently but firmly in his hands, touching the corners of his mouth, and kissing him, while Kurt followed suit, holding Javi’s face in his hands and rolling him gently onto his back.

Kurt opened his eyes, his body sensitized to every place Javi had touched, had kissed, had loved. As he looked down at Javi’s cinnamon skin, his muscled body, he had to fight the urge to reach for his cock so obviously aroused by their foreplay. He followed Javi’s ministrations, touching, kissing, caressing, so excited by the feel of his body responding, his quiet moans. There wasn’t an inch of skin that Kurt didn’t love in some way, didn’t want.

When he sensed neither of them could take much more, he quietly laid down on his side, his eyes….his mouth…facing Javi’s firm cock. Taking a shallow breath, he waited until Javi had taken up the same position on his side….They reached for each other’s hands for only a moment, “I love you, mi hermoso (beautiful) Kurtito. Remember all the times I told you how edible and beddable you are?” They both smiled, some of the tension dissipating. Kurt ran his thumb over Javi’s palm, “Oh, yes, I remember. So….we’ve proven we’re both beddable…..let’s see how edible we are, hmmmm? I love you, Javier Ramos Ruiz, let me show you…..” Releasing hands, they tentatively enveloped each other’s hardness, and by degrees, explored uncharted territory, treasuring the familiar sensations….and yet unfamiliar…..Kurt’s tongue slipped and slithered over Javi’s hard prick, taking his time tasting….touching….even Javi’s scent was slightly different. Javi followed Kurt’s lead, seeking where and how he could give Kurt the most pleasure. Guiding each other’s lust with their moans, a cloud of heightened intimacy settled over them.

Javi’s mind burst into flame when he felt the warm, wetness of Kurt’s mouth carefully moving over his cock, using one hand to hold his cojones. When Kurt held his entire shaft in his mouth, he started at the base, wrapping his lips firmly around Javi’s sensitive cock, then purposefully moved them upward and over the head, hesitating to lightly play with the head, as he slowly plunged his lips back downward. Ohmygod! Javi reflexively reached for Kurt’s hand, having to stop for a moment. When he let go, Kurt began running his tongue up around the head and under the rim, he used the fingers of his other hand to tickle and play with his balls, occasionally running his fingers down the inside of his thighs. Javi shivered at his touch. And he savored the taste of Kurt in his mouth, so hard, the feel of his cock between his lips, in his mouth, moving to the rhythm of Javi’s hands and lips as he used both to slowly bring Kurt to the edge.

Kurt responded to Javi’s long tongue, swirling up and around and then down. As he licked the underside of Kurt’s solid cock, felt Kurt relax and then push back against his tongue, he knew he’d found one of his lover’s pleasure zones….and another when he lightly tickled the ridge under the head, increasing and decreasing the pressure of his tongue. How could they ever have thought they might want to live without this? Spreading Kurt’s legs slightly, Javi carefully ran a wet finger over the sensitive area between the base of his balls and his asshole, and was rewarded by Kurt’s intake of breath, moaning again as his hips involuntarily moved in rhythm with Javi’s finger. And even in the midst of all that….Javi in his mouth….all he wanted to do was keep him right there, teasing and listening to his moans forever.

One could feel the other trying to hold back, they could hear it in their moans of pleasure that they couldn’t hold on forever. Even as Javi continued to enjoy what he was doing to Kurt, he felt himself coming. He felt Kurt taking him further into his mouth and swallowing. And Kurt wasn’t far behind him. Javi was driving him crazy with his mouth, his hands….and as he came he continued to hold Javi in his mouth, not wanting any of it to end.

They lay quietly, as Kurt reached for Javi’s hand again. All Kurt could think about, when he could think again, was how Javi had told him almost a year ago that this would be like an explosion. It had been more than an explosion. For whatever reason, they had both been nervous and very emotional. Of course, he and Blaine had had their moments, but…..again, here he was lying with his lover feeling “different.” Feeling like they’d crossed some irreversible bridge in their relationship. It felt warm….magical….like they were wrapped in a cocoon of something so durable it could never be broken.

Kurt pulled Javi toward him, resting his head in the curve of his belly and sighing contentedly. “What are you thinking, mi amor?” Kurt kissed his navel, “I’m trying not to; I’m trying to “be” as you like to say.” “Mmmmm….while you’re being….I want to tell you just how edible you are. Feeling you in my mouth….I can’t wait to feel that again. Tasting your skin and running my tongue along the curves and ridges of your cock….and when you’re so hard….hot doesn’t even begin to describe it….and feeling you come, so warm….and you taste like my favorite mushrooms.”

Kurt’s head remained in the curve of Javi’s belly as he absently played with his soft prick. “Mi Javito, I’m so glad we waited….are you? Remember when you said this step would be like an explosion? It was like….a volcano erupting! I mean, we could barely keep our emotions in check…and I was sort of….nervous.”

“Si bebe, I’m very glad. Can you believe that just a few weeks ago we were talking about how satisfied we were without going farther? It seems a bit crazy that we would deny ourselves this. Why would I not want to love you in every way possible? And I do…want to I mean. It’s almost 4. I think a little sleep might be in order, don’t you?”

Kurt closed his sleepy eyes, “Can we stay like this just a while longer?” “Of course….just for a while.” Javi lifted his eyes to the skylight. The sun would be up soon, inviting them into a brand-new day. One hand behind his head, he caressed Kurt’s upper torso. His mind wandered aimlessly through all that had transpired that evening. Yes, it had been an explosion. Their emotions and nerves working together causing the volcano Kurt had talked about to erupt.

When he heard Kurt softly snoring, he got up to find a blanket. He tossed the fluffy brown cover over Kurt and then joined him lying upside down in the middle of the bed. Javi was sleepy, but his heart wouldn’t let his mind shut off. Since the moment his eyes had met Kurt’s kaleidoscopic eyes, their lives had been change after change after change for both of them. Soon, Kurt would be graduating, meeting the world head on. Blaine would be arriving in LA, starting a new life with his help. They’d already had a couple of conversations and introductions by phone to his manager. Excitement, uncertainty, maybe a touch of fear….Brushing Kurt’s ginger hair from his forehead, for the first time all night he was glad Kurt wasn’t looking into his eyes. It wasn’t that he doubted their ability to face the changes and grow, he didn’t doubt their deep love, not for a second, but like every human he sometimes wished that life could stop right where it was, allowing them to live right here forever.

As the sun began its ascent into a new day, Javi’s tired eyes closed. The last thing he remembered was Kurt’s warmth snuggling into the curves of his back.