A Magnetic Couple Dilemma (Unfinished Liaisons Series)

by Rorrete, Naaju

  They both watched Diego going to his room.

  Chapter 9

  "Are you sure he's all right?" Esteban questioned Javier.

  "Yes, something tells me they've been playing this game for a while."

  "God! I can't believe Raul never told me about this."

  "Well, Diego didn't say much either. I guess they prefer actions to words."

  Esteban smiled, and Javier moved closer. "Like Diego says, come and join the dark side, we have condoms, even flavored ones."

  This time Esteban laughed. "Oh, God. You guys are nuts. Who would buy flavored condoms?"

  "We, the sensualists."

  "I'm glad Diego found someone who speaks his language and understands his lifestyle."

  Esteban walked to the window from where only the lights from the river were visible, and leaning against the wall next to it asked, "Is there anything you want to say, Javier?"

  Javier walked and stood in front of him and without a word leaned back, resting into the strong, warm support of Esteban's chest, as he slowly began to brush his butt against Esteban's crotch. For Esteban it was totally new.

  He had never seen anyone undulating his hips like that in that provocative way—especially not against him.

  "Talking is the last thing I want to do with you tonight," Javier moaned.

  "Turn around and stop doing that, face me."

  Shaking his head slowly, Javier rotated his hips against him once more. Esteban could feel Javier's toned buttocks massaging his upper legs and even higher. Much to his dismay, Esteban found himself chasing the round shape of Javier's butt, while Javier continued his slow silent dance.

  Esteban was taking it fine, but Javier went further. He raised his ass cheeks up to Esteban's zipper. Focusing the sweeping there, in order to get a response out of Esteban who realized his own body was responding. So, he extended his hand reaching Javier's palm. The touch made them both feel unexpected delightful waves all over.

  "All right, you win. Your place or mine?"

  He meant to sound experienced. What was wrong with him? Javier got near him, and he started acting like a teenager. Maybe that was his problem, Esteban skipped that part of his life.

  "Allow me to corrupt you, Esteban."

  Javier was smiling while saying this, but there was no jest in the intense gaze that thrilled Esteban, or the warm palms that slowly caressed Esteban's arms up and down.

  "Please give me a chance, one night, and if you like it, we take it from there, if you don't, we won't ever mention it."

  Unsure of the proper thing to say, Esteban nodded.

  "I can't pretend anymore that I'm not affected by you. Let's go to my place then."

  "Sure, give me a second, I need to get something from the kitchen."

  Javier winked, and said, "Your curiosity about the flavored condoms is about to be sated."

  He smiled at that too, but who was he fooling? Deep inside, Esteban knew he enjoyed Javier's mouth more than anything he had ever felt.

  ****

  A few minutes later, lying over the bed, Esteban kept his eyes closed while his mouth was gasping for air and muttering unintelligible sounds. Javier looked up to see Esteban's strong profile, and his mouth, which he would have loved to kiss if he didn't have his own filled with Esteban's cock.

  The temptation to remove the flavored condom was great, he wanted to taste him, but he would have to limit himself to what he'd done before - sucking a finger with pre-come.

  Besides, the strawberry condom tasted great, and what mattered was the pleasure he'd delivered. Not having experienced this before without a condom, Esteban couldn't tell the difference, and yes, that was a big plus. Javier went up and down, without using hands, only his mouth, and his tongue to lick the head, sucking it, circling before repeating it again.

  He had gotten everything he needed in Diego's kitchen, including lube. Apparently, Diego never made it to the bedroom.

  He felt Esteban tensing and let go of his shaft.

  Javier put a condom over his own cock, to catch his release when it happened, to avoid spurting semen all over the place, and not spreading the virus. It was the first time he had done this since he knew he was a carrier, and it was hard to not lose himself in the passion and forget about the precautions.

  He stroked Esteban's cock and checked that the condom was in place, before moving forward and straddling his hips. Javier took a moment to look at the full length of the lean, muscular body under his. A body which was the most beautiful Javier had ever seen, and he'd seen many. Also Esteban without clothes looked younger.

  Esteban was expecting Javier's next move, so he nervously asked."Why did you stop? What's next?"

  There in his eyes was the care and desire Javier craved for so long.

  Sitting next to him, Javier took one of Esteban's hands, sensually using it to caress his own face, kissing the fingers. Esteban used his fingers to caress Javier's face, continuing all the way down to his chest. Javier moaned in pleasure. In no time, Javier was all over him, entertaining his hands with each inch of Esteban's flesh. He began to kiss him all over, until the point Esteban said. "Javier, I don't think I will last long if you continue that."

  The answer was expected. "No problem, we can begin again."

  There was some hesitation in every one of Esteban's caresses.

  "Why are you back to your timid self?" Javier asked him concerned.

  Esteban admitted. "I'm not sure about what comes next. I mean, I read a lot on the subject, but…" When he trailed off, Javier took his hand, while saying, "Hmm, you've been reading porn? Don't worry. Touch me here. I'll teach you to do something I've done many times, but never to myself."

  He opened his legs and guided Esteban's fingers to his entrance.

  ****

  Esteban waited so long for this moment, but he was anxious—worried about his performance. What if he did something wrong? Feeling both excited and surprised, he paid attention to where his hand was guided. He knew Javier was open-minded about things, but this was still beyond his wildest expectations.

  With another naughty look, Javier spread lube over his fingers. The rest he put over Esteban's length. And then any innocence Esteban might have left was gone. He learned how to stretch a sphincter with Javier's experienced fingers guiding his. None of the books Esteban read about sex explained in detail how to do that. One thing that surprised Esteban was how smooth but strong Javier's asshole felt.

  Javier had been so patient with him before, but now was the decisive moment. When he noticed Javier trying to straddle him, he offered, "You can sit over me, it's fine."

  Pleased, Javier obeyed. Letting his knees bend over Esteban's legs, above his hardened cock. Javier gave him another hint. "Once you are inside me, you must wait until I tell you before moving."

  Esteban nodded, and realized how Javier seemed to keep his desire under strict control.

  He watched how he squatted over him, holding himself with a hand on Esteban's leg while he slowly impaled himself onto him. From his position on the bed, Esteban observed, fascinated by how his shaft penetrated Javier. Esteban was struck. The feeling was overwhelming. He had imagined it was going to feel good, but this was over-the-top. After that, Javier leaned forward and put both hands over Esteban's shoulders, closing his eyes. Esteban reached out, combing Javier's hair with his long fingers, and Javier opened his eyes and rasped, "I want to enjoy this to the fullest, in case you regret it and this becomes a one night stand."

  Holding Javier's face in his hands, Esteban said, "There is no reason to be concerned. I resisted my attraction for you at first, but once I realized my feelings for you, I'll never regret anything that happens between us."

  "You cared about me back then? Oh, if I had known, I wouldn't have left you like that."

  Esteban smiled and muttered huskily, "As painful as it was, it was better that way because I wasn't ready yet for you."

  He caressed Javier's back with the tip of his fingers, and moistenin
g his lips with his tongue, he begged, "Javier, kiss me."

  Javier inclined forward and kissed him, as if it was the impulse he needed, Esteban grabbed his lips with his, in a hungry kiss. Since the first time he'd seen that mouth he wanted to kiss him like this. When his tongue found Javier's, Esteban realized that Javier forgot all restraint and pressed against his length until he thrust deeper.

  This was great, amazing. He distracted himself looking for words to describe it because he felt he wouldn't last long if he put all his thoughts into the feeling of Javier's tight innermost self wrapped around him. He recalled Javier's warning about not moving, so he remained calm. Javier inhaled and exhaled, but kept his eyes closed. "Are you okay?" Esteban asked concerned, and Javier nodded. Raising a hand, Esteban caressed Javier's hair, and cheek while offering, "If it is too much for you, we can change positions."

  Javier smirked. "That sounds great, but not today. I'm all right, and ready. Enjoy it. Simply feel me. Now slowly draw back your cock from my ass, but leave the head inside, and push it in again."

  Esteban didn't need to hear it twice. He was dying to move. Putting his hands at both sides of Javier's buttocks, he obeyed, lifting Javier at will. Esteban was able to control himself better than he thought. Javier arched upward and threw his head backwards, indicating between whimpers. "Now move…yeah, like that…much better…ay, right there…do that again…good you move very well."

  Javier was able to move too. Now Esteban could see in action what he had viewed him doing before, teasing. It was amazing the way that Javier could motion move his hips as he tried to combine his movements with his. "Oh… Esteban you're doing better than I ever imagined…"

  "So… I'm doing it right?"

  Javier smiled hearing the concern in the Esteban's voice. "Excellent! Yeah, right there… great."

  Silently, Javier took one of the Esteban's hands and put it around his own penis. Esteban knew what he wanted and it was something he knew how to do, since he had been practicing lately with his own. It was a moment to remember. Something told him that no matter how many times they did it, he would never forget the aroused look in Javier's eyes, his body moving over him, as he wedged his member inside while forgetting the size of it. And his own hips looking for fulfillment moved according to Javier's pre-orgasmic rhythm. Javier's length felt so good in his hand despite the condom. He never expected to feel pleasure simply touching another. He stroked it, trying to match the pace of their hips.

  Esteban felt Javier halted for a second, grabbing his shaft with his innermost reflex, like he wanted to extend the moment. Esteban let go of Javier's cock as he lifted his neck to see better what actions their hips were performing, then he held Javier with each of his hands by the hips, helping him master the dance by pumping up. Javier leaned forward balancing himself with one arm on Esteban's chest, kissing him, this time the kiss deeper, tongues interlaced, sucking.

  Esteban nudged Javier to indicate he wanted him to lie on his back. Javier seemed a little surprised, but started to lean backward at the same time Esteban sat in a fluid movement, still holding the underside of Javier's thighs in his hands. Then, while parting Javier's legs more by holding each of his legs over his forearms, he leaned over him, kneeling and started thrusting again.

  At first carefully, but within seconds with a frenzy that surprised Javier, all this without interrupting the kissing, he finished moving from a sitting position to being over Javier. The movement was so smooth that Javier was surprised when he found himself under Esteban, who had taken over the act in a firm but gentle way, like he did everything.

  Without time to think, as Esteban showed him who was in charge, Javier greatly enjoyed it, every thrust more intense, more passionate. Javier found himself gasping for air, and trembling.

  Finally, Javier dropped his head backwards resting over the bed in an orgasmic spasm, and screamed Esteban's name. After he regained his breath, he muttered. "Esteban, that was the best orgasm of my life."

  Esteban would never know if it had been those words, or seeing Javier like never before, but soon he was over the edge and with two more thrusts he let himself come.

  For the next few seconds they were so spent that they couldn't move. Slowly Javier moved between Esteban's arms saying, "We have to dispose of these condoms now, come on let me show you."

  Once they were back in the bed, Javier rested over Esteban's chest and said, "If before I thought I was crazy about you, now I would kill anybody who stands between us. This has been the most amazing experience ever."

  Esteban removed some hair from Javier's forehead, tenderly observing his beautiful and tired features. "Well, I don't have any reference to compare, all I can say is that I loved it as much as I love you."

  Javier quickly raised his head from his chest looking him in the eyes. The beauty of those green eyes was enough to make him shake inside once more. "Esteban, did you say what I think you did? If so, did you mean it?"

  "Yes, I love you, like I never loved anyone before. What's wrong?"

  Javier was amazed. "I'd never thought you were going to tell me that, I thought this was just sex for you."

  "Silly Javier. Do you think I would risk everything I have, just for sex?"

  "Are you serious, Esteban?"

  "Of course, I'd say that even if the sex wasn't amazing, what I feel for you is so much more than passion."

  Satisfied, Javier sighed and questioned, "When will you be ready for another round?"

  "Javier, what are you talking about?"

  Esteban was shocked. Javier gave him his cutest smile ever, curled up against his body, and explained. "Esteban, you have no idea what you got yourself into."

  Epilogue

  From the auditorium, Esteban watched as Javier, with tightly closed eyes, listened for the right moment to join the orchestra as the concertmaster. There was a deep intimate emotion in seeing Javier performing in public, not only because he was so talented and today had achieved his dream of performing as a concertmaster with the NY Philharmonic, but also it meant Javier continued his life after Mauricio's passing.

  Esteban now knew that getting them together had been his friend's legacy. Even if Mauricio never expressed it directly, he knew deeply in his soul it was the truth, and he hoped that wherever his beloved friend was, he learned that the two men he loved the most were happy together, and forever would remember him with affection.

  Javier had reconciled with his estranged family, who were all in attendance. Next to Esteban, Diego briefly held his hand, a proud smile illuminating his face, and Esteban stroked his hand back without missing the look Raul sent their way. Inwardly, Esteban grinned, because his brother was unaware that he knew about his strange liaison with Diego.

  After that Esteban had only eyes for Javier, whose face marked his concentration as he zoned into a place that nobody else could touch. Although only Esteban knew that some of those small gestures of nearly pleasuring pain, were the same Javier would do while making love.

  Javier played his interpretation of Tchaikovsky's violin concerto solo smoothly, and when the orchestra joined him again, Esteban felt every cell in his body come alive, his senses reacted to the music while his skin throbbed at the magnificence of the melody.

  Javier had moved in with him discreetly. Most people thought he still lived with Diego and company, but what mattered was that they slept together every night.

  Javier's health continued to be strong, and they both hoped it would remain as such for many years to come.

  After the concerto, Javier asked his father, "What do you think Dad?"

  "For once, you've made the right choice, a little sacrilegious, but the right one, none the less."

  For a few seconds, Javier wondered if his father was referring to his music, but the way his old man looked at Esteban while he talked with Javier's mother, explained it all.

  Today was extra special, because the Lozano family would be meeting the Hidalgo one for the first time. Even Raul agreed to behave, a
nd not to make sarcastic comments, or fight with Diego. Yes, they continued fighting in front of others, and everybody waited to see how the birth of the baby would affect their conflict. Carly had become nicer as her belly expanded, and Javier concluded that the girl simply needed more food. Now, that she forgot about her weight for a few months, she smiled more often. Who would have thought? She wasn't unfriendly, she was hungry.

  Diego had explained to Javier that the Hidalgo family had a policy of don't show and we don't care. In others words, as long as Esteban and Javier didn't kiss in public, or talk about their lives together, nobody cared. Javier wondered if that was why Raul and Diego continued to have their quickies in the kitchen thinking nobody knew. Well, Raul didn't know Javier and Esteban knew—blissful unawareness.

  Javier decided to ignore the fact that he was back in the closet, because the only thing he cared was that Esteban shared his life with him. Esteban's voice startled him.

  "Everything all right?"

  "Yes, it's perfect."

  "I'm so proud of you, beyond words."

  "Please hug me."

  Esteban looked around, the members of the families were talking among themselves.

  "Here?"

  "Yeah, it's only a hug. If they kick us out, we can go home and comfort one another."

  "I think I know why I love you."

  "Because there aren't any unknown places between our bodies?"

  "Javier!"

  Esteban looked around to see who might be within earshot, and Javier chuckled. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. When you put on that face I know you're about to go all poetic and I usually end up crying."

  "Okay, then I will keep it to myself."

  "Please don't, I'll make an effort to behave."

  "Forget it."

  "Please, what were you about to say?"

  Esteban thought for a second before saying, "That only with looking at your face I found purpose in my life, and every dream becomes possible."

  Javier held his strong hands between his own.