Rafael and Chad
Chapter 1: English Lit and the Fremont Street Experience
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Chad sat bored in his English Lit class at UNLV. The professor was droning on about what he claimed was the "genius" of William Shakespeare. Chad couldn't care less about some dude who lived 500 years ago when they used difficult to understand English language. But English Lit was a required course so he needed a good grade. So, he had already highlighted the important stuff in his textbook: Date of birth, Date of death, and the titles of most popular plays. So, he started looking around, checking if there were any interesting-looking guys. He looked to his left and settled on a tall-looking guy with short brown hair. He looked down at his legs; he was wearing shorts and his legs were pale, thin, and hairless. He looked back to see the guy was looking at him. He smiled, and the guy frowned, so he looked away. Not his type, or preferred gender, he decided. He looked to his right and his attention was immediately drawn to a Hispanic guy. He admired his handsome face and rugged jawline. He looked down and saw he was wearing shorts. He admired his muscular legs and the olive tone of his skin, which had a fine coating of dark hair. He looked up and saw the guy was looking at him with a curious expression. He debated looking away quickly; busted he thought. Instead, he smiled and nodded in a silent greeting. He was shocked as the guy smiled and nodded.
He quickly looked away, feigning interest in what the professor was saying. Periodically he glanced back at the Hispanic guy; often he was looking at him, with a smile on his face. "That guy is hot," he thought, "I gotta find a way to meet him and talk to him".
The class ended and students filed out. Chad tried to walk quickly down the hall to catch up with the guy. Then he saw the guy go into a restroom. "I gotta try this and go for it" he decided and ducked into the restroom. He saw they were alone, and stepped up to a urinal next to him, opened his zipper, took it out, and pretended to pee, which he didn't need to do. He looked over, the guy had his dick out and peeing, but also rubbing his dick. He looked up, and the guy was looking at him, and smiling. "Like what you see?". "Yeah, I do. But tell me: does that line usually work for you?". The guy chuckled. "Dunno, the first time I tried it". Chad laughed. "Kinda new at this?". "Yeah, real new". "Ah, me too. Well, I do like what I see, but the whole package. I think you're handsome, and you seem like a nice guy. I'd like to get to know you, but not like this".
The Hispanic guy smiled. "Yeah, kind of a creepy way to try to meet someone, checking out each other's dicks in a public restroom. What are you up for?". "Well, if you have the time, maybe we could walk over to the student union and grab something to drink or eat?'. "Yeah, I have the time, and that sounds good to me".
After they had fastened their pants Chad stuck out his hand. "I'm Chad, nice to meet you". The Hispanic took his hand and shook it. "My name is Rafael, and nice to meet you too". Chad waited until they were outside to say what he wanted. "Um, I'll just put it out there: I'm gay". Rafael smiled. "That's nice". Chad reacted with surprise. "That's it? That's nice?'. Rafael laughed. "Well, I thought you might be. And I was hoping you were". "Oh good. So? How about you?". Rafael appeared to consider it. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I lean that way". "You lean that way?" he repeated, "but you're not sure?". "Well, I prefer being around guys and haven't met any girl that interested me. It's just that I'm not sold on the sexual part, with a guy. Sucking a guy's dick, or letting a guy suck mine. And the other stuff".
"Ok. So, have you ever watched gay porn?". "Like video, on the web?". Chad nodded. "Oh no, I'm not going to sign up for something like that and have to give them my name and a card number". "Oh, there's a ton of free gay porn on the web, pirated sites. I've been checking it out since I was 15. And I definitely like what I saw, I know that's what I want". "Ah! So, you've done it with a guy". "Oh no, not yet. I still live with my parents, so that's not an option. Jerking off to the gay porn is as far as I've gone". Rafael laughed. "What's funny?". "You, you're so cute. I mean yeah, cute as in very good-looking, but also in who you are, your personality". Chad blushed. "Thanks. I think you're cute, too, as in your personality. But in appearance?" I think you're fucking hot". Chad saw he was blushing under his olive skin.
Rafael stopped. "So, what's your schedule like? You got anymore more classes today?'. "Nope, I'm done for the day, I was going to go home. And you?". "Done for the day. Screw the student union, why don't you come over to my apartment?". "You're apartment?" Chad repeated, in a cautious tone. "Yeah. I'm from Tucson and talked my parents into springing for an apartment instead of the dorms. It's a studio apartment, down by Fremont Street; I live alone". Chad considered it. "Well, how do I know you're not an axe murderer?". Rafael laughed. "Oh, I don't like axes, they're too big and heavy. But I guess you'll have to trust me on that. I just want to know more about you, not dismember you".
"Well, you do seem to be too nice a guy to be an axe murderer. Ok, I'd love to see your apartment. Where are you parked?". "Oh, I take the bus". "You take the bus?". "Sure, the bus stop is just a block from my apartment and comes right here to campus. Much easier than driving here and trying to find a parking place here". "Hmmm, yeah, I guess. Well, I drive here, my folks live over in Green Valley. Why don't we drive there in my car". Rafael smiled. "Ah, that way you have a getaway car if I start looking for wherever the heck I left my axe?". Chad laughed. "Damnit! You saw right through me! I'm parked over by Beam Hall, this way".
Rafael unlocked the door to his apartment and Chad followed him in. Chad surveyed the studio apartment. It was well laid out, with a compact kitchen near the entry, and an island with stools. The far end had a sofa a small coffee table and a small TV on a stand. The bed was next to a window. As he looked around the walls were barren, and the window framed with dreary-looking floral pattern curtains. Rafael waved for Chad to follow him, and he showed Chad the Fremont Street Experience canopy. "At night the light show is nice. And I like the Fremont Street Experience, there are a lot of nice food stands, and there's a nice Mexican restaurant with tables and chairs on the sidewalk on a side street. And the Golden Nugget has a nice Sunday breakfast buffet. And I have good luck on the slots there". "Are you 21?" Chad questioned. "No, 19" Rafael replied, "But I bought a Mexican ID in Nogales that says I'm 22". "Ah".
Rafael walked over to a dresser and fumbled around in a drawer. He pulled out two pairs of shorts and tossed one to Chad. "Here, these should fit you, we're pretty much the same size". Chad looked at him questioningly. "I'm all hot and sweaty, and I'd like a shower and was hoping you'd like one too". "Shower?" Chad repeated, "together, with you?". Rafael `laughed. "Well, that way we get to see each other naked. And you can know if you like what you see better than you could in that campus bathtroom". "Well, Ok, I guess" Chad agreed, nervously. "C'mon, we can soap up each other's back". He began to shed his clothes, and with a shrug, Chad followed suit. Rafael stepped into the shower, turned on the water until the temperature was right, and then reached out and pulled Chad in. He put his arms around Chad and kissed him. "Well, I got that out of the way". "Huh?". "Kissing a guy, that way. I've never done that before". "Ah! Well, did you like it?". "Yeah, I did. Did you?". Chad frowned. "Well, to be honest, I'm not sure, it was kind of quick. Let's try it again". Chad put his arms around Rafael and pulled him to him. Rafael put his arms around Chad, and they explored each other's mouths in a long, lingering kiss. They broke it off and looked into each other's eyes. Chad smiled. "Sold, I like it. With you, anyway".
"Good. So, let me soap up your back". Rafael soaped Chad's back, massaging his shoulder as he lathered him. Then he soaped Chad's ass cheeks, rubbing and massaging them. And then he felt Rafael's erection brush against his ass. "Hmmm. I seem to have gotten you excited". "Hmmm, excited is one way to put it. I've been trying to think of a way of saying how you make me feel without sounding like an idiot. Desire, I guess. You make me feel desire. "Desire?". "Yeah. When I told you that I wasn't sure that I'd like the sexual part with a guy that was what I was missing: desire. I never felt a desire toward a guy. Not really, until now". Chad took Rafael's hand and placed it on his erection. "Well, desire is a two-way street" he whispered, "you get me excited, too".
Rafael turned Chad around, knelt, and took Chad's erection into his mouth. He sucked on the head and then took it more deeply into his mouth. He sucked on it for some time before standing back up. "Well, interesting". "What?". "I guess I can suck dick". "Yeah. It's just that you're not very good at it". "Excuse me?". Chad knelt, gripped his erection with his hand, and began nibbling gently on the head. Then he took the head in his mouth and sucked lustfully. Then he licked the shaft down its length, caressing it with his tongue. Then he plunged his erection down his throat. Then he backed off, and plunged it back down his throat, again and again. "Oh fuck!" Rafael moaned. Chad licked and sucked some more, and then stood up. "Geez, where did you learn to do it like that? Oh right, let me guess: gay porn?". Chad nodded. "You can learn a lot by watching gay porn". "Yeah. Well, I'll take your word for it, but maybe you can show me a few pointers".
"Ok, now soap up my back, we don't want to spend all day in the shower". Chad soaped Rafael's back, then worked lower, soaping and massaging his butt. "You have a really cute ass; I'm dyin' to find out how it feels to be inside it". "Um, I think we have time to explore what a bunch of things feel like". Suddenly Chad knelt down, pulled Rafae'l cheeks apart, and dove in with his tongue. "Oh, my gawd! What's that, what you're doing?". "It's called eating your ass', or rimming'. I saw it in a gay porno and thought it looked hot". "It is hot, I like it. A lot". Chad pushed his tongue inside Rafael. "Oh.my.gawd! Ok, you can fuck me, if that's what you want". Chad stood up and patted Rafael's ass. "Like you said, we have time to explore things, and we don't want to spend all day in the shower".
Rafael turned off the shower and they stepped out and toweled off. He led Chad into the living room. "You want to sit on the couch? I think there's a football game on TV". "No, I'd rather try out your bed, it looks nice and comfy". He walked over to the bed and jumped in, face first. "Oh, it is nice and comfortable. He wiggled his butt, and then pulled his cheeks apart with his hands. "Come and get it if you want it. It's a special, limited-time offer". Rafael laughed, and then climbed into the bed on top of Chad and rubbed his erection over Chad's ass. "You sure?". "Yeah, I am. I'm dyin' to finally know what that feels like. You got some lube?". Rafael reached over to the nightstand and seized a bottle of lotion, squeezed some out on his hand, and coated his erection with it. "Now put some on your fingers, spread it around my hole, and then push your finger inside me". Chad grunted softly when Rafael's finger entered him. "That's it. Now push your finger further in me and move it around. It gets your ass used to entry instead of exit". Rafael chuckled. "Let me guess, you learned that from gay porn, too?".
"Yeah. Well, I'm ready for it. Shove it in me, take me, have your way with me, you Brute!". Rafael laughed. "Well, I may be new at this, but I think you'll like it better if I'm a little gentler than that". He saw Chad wince as his erection entered him. "Oh, I'm sorry that hurt, I can see it". "It's Ok" Chad reassured him, "Just stay there and let me get used to it". Then Chad nodded. "Ok, push some more into me". Rafael watched Chad's eyes intently as he pushed more into him, watching for any indication of discomfort or pain. They both felt Rafael's groin press against Chad. "Ok, how are you doing?". "Ok," Chad replied, "It's the wildest feeling I've ever felt. It's all I can feel, my ass full of your cock. Now, fuck me. Please". Rafael began a gentle rocking motion, pulling back slightly and thrusting in. "Ummm" Chad began to moan softly, "Hmmm, ummm, yes, like that. Pull back further and fuck me harder". Rafael pulled back further and thrust in harder. "Yes! Like that! I like it. Oh hell, I love it! I knew I would!". Rafael felt his desire become need, a need to make Chad feel good, and the need to satisfy his desire. He fucked him harder.
"Oh fuck! Yeah, like that! Oh, ugh, umm, oh yeah, that's it, do that again! Oh, oh, oh, Ugh! Oh my gawd! Ugh, ugh, ugh, Oh! Hmm, oh, oh, oh. Um, umm, ummm. Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh yeah, right there! Oh, ooh, ooh, oh ugh, ugh, ugh! Oh my gawd, yes! Yes, yes, yes YES!! "Aaaaah!" he shouted as he felt Rafael's cock erupt inside him, and then felt his own orgasm.
Rafael held Chad tightly, his erection remaining inside him as their heavy breathing subsided. "How do you want to cum?" Rafael whispered. Chad pushed back against him, revealing the wet spot on the sheet. "I came when I felt you cum inside me". "Without touching yourself?". Chad nodded. "Yeah. I didn't know I could do that, but you gave me an orgasm, being inside me". "Wow, that's so hot!"
"Um, I think I could doze off a bit. How about you?". Yeah" Chad agreed, "all this sexual exertion can be exhausting, and both of us aren't used to it". He felt Rafael begin to pull out. "No, leave it in me, please? I like the feeling of you inside me". Rafael kissed him gently, laid his head on Chad's shoulder, and drifted off.
Chad woke up first, looked over, and saw that Rafael was still sleeping. He carefully crept out of bed and decided to check out the kitchen. He rummaged through cabinets and the fridge. Rafael apparently wasn't much of a homebody. There were a few cans of refried beans and a bottle of wine in the cabinets and some suspect-looking Styrofoam take-out food from restaurants in the fridge. No coffee maker, blender, or any other useful things. "Looking for something in particular?" He heard Rafael call out. "Well, I didn't mean to nose around, but you don't have shit for food, drink, or anything else". "Well, I'm not much of a cook. And with Fremont Street so close by, if I'm hungry I just go there". "You don't even have a coffee maker, don't you like coffee?". "Sure, love my hit of java. But there's a Starbucks just down the street". "Well, sometimes it's just nice to settle in, and enjoy things at home".
"Oh, maybe you're right, what I need is a man around the house, why don't you move in with me?". "Whaat?". "Did I stutter or something?". "We've just known each other for a couple of hours, and you're asking me to move in with you?". Rafael shrugged. "Yeah, I know what I want and what I need. And you're both of those things". Chad looked at him skeptically. "Well, I think what you need is maybe some mental health help?". Chad immediately regretted it when he saw the hurt in Rafael's eyes. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. That just caught me off guard. We just met, and we're both so new to this. We need to take things slow and see how it goes. I . . . I just don't want to ever hurt your feelings". Well, you just did. But you could make it up to me". "Name it". "Agree to stay the night with me". Chad laughed. "What's so funny?". "You. You're so adorable when you're trying to talk me into something".
Rafael's face brightened. "You think I'm adorable?". "Yeah, I do. But don't let it go to your head. Ok, I'll stay the night". "Good!". "Um, I'll need to call my mom". "You need to call your mom?". Chad shrugged. "Yeah, she'll be expecting me for dinner, and she'll be worried if she doesn't hear from me. She keeps close tabs on me. I don't like lying, but I know my mom -- we'll need a good reason to explain why I'm staying with you tonight. Hmmm, we both have English Lit class together. That's it: we're cramming for an exam". Rafael nodded.
Chad took out his phone and called the number. "Hey mom. I won't be home for dinner, or home tonight. Yeah, I'm crashing at a friend's place". He sighed. "His name is Rafael, and his apartment is near Fremont Street. We have English Lit class together, and, um, we're studying for an exam, that boring Shakespeare stuff. What? Ok, gimme a second". Chad put the phone down, and shook his head, frowning. "She wants to talk with you!". Rafael rolled his eyes. "Ok. Oh wait, what's your last name?". "Amboy". He handed Rafael his phone. "Hello, Mrs. Amboy? This is Rafael, Rafael Serrano. Very nice to speak with you, ma'm. Yes, Chad and I sit next to each other in English Lit and hit it off together. We'll be cramming for an exam, that `What light through yonder window breaks?' stuff. Yes, Romeo and Juliet. I think that stuff is boring. Yes, well I guess it's important to know that stuff. Chad is good at remembering those things, he's a big help. What? Oh, I'm from Tucson; that's why I have an apartment. No ma'm, there's no beer in the apartment, I'm only 19, and I don't like beer anyway. Oh, Chad is also 19? I hadn't asked him how old he was. Well, I'll hand you back to Chad, very nice speaking with you, Mrs. Amboy".
He handed the phone to Chad. "Ok, mom. What? Yes, he is, that's what I like about him. Ok, see you tomorrow. Bye". Chad smiled at Rafael. "Well, you passed the first test, my mom said you seem to be a very polite young man". "Great! So, when do I get to meet her?". Chad rolled his eyes. "Not a good idea, my mom can read me like a book, she'd take one look at us and know that we're . . .". Rafael looked at Chad curiously. "Your mom would know we're what?". "Ummm, boyfriends?". "Boyfriends? Ok, I can be your boyfriend. It's a start, at least". Chad nodded. "Ok, I can do that, I'll be your boyfriend. But anyway, my mom would see right away that we're more than straight buddies".
"So, you're not out to your mom, your parents?". "No, I didn't see any rush to tell them. How about you?". "Nope. Well, I think my dad might have his suspicions. He'll say things like `So, have you met a nice girl yet?' I just tell him I'm not ready for that yet. But I'm pretty sure he'll be ok with it. He's on the board of a bunch of community programs. One of them is a program for homeless gay teens who have been kicked out by their parents just for being gay. They provide them with housing, and assistance, and get them back in school so they don't fall victim to drugs or prostitution". "Wow, that's great, I already like your dad". "How about your folks?". Chad considered it. "Well, I know they want grandkids, especially my mom". "Do you have any brothers or sisters?". Yeah, an older sister. She got married last summer". "Well, there you go. Tell your folks your sister will pop out all the grandkids they can handle". Chad laughed. "Well, I don't think I'd put it quite that way to them". "Yeah? How do you think you'll put it?". Chad considered it. "Mom, Dad? I'm gay, and I'm in love, with a guy". "Oh yeah? And have you met that guy yet?". Chad smiled but said nothing. Rafael leaned in and kissed him.
"So, what do you want to do?" Rafael asked. "How bout some coffee to perk us up?". "Yeah, sounds good! They got dressed and walked over to Starbucks. "A double espresso," Rafael told the counter server. "Um, a Frappuccino for me," Chad told him. They walked out and sat down at one of the small tables and chairs outside on the sidewalk. As they sat down the overhead canopy lit up with colorful patterns and lights in the evening sky. "Oh, that is nice" Chad commented, "I haven't been down here in ages". A heavy-set Hispanic man carrying a bundle of flyers walked up and tried to hand Rafael a flyer. Rafael held up his hand and told him "No, no interesada". The man looked at Chad, and then back at Rafael. "Maricon" he spat out. "Pandejo" told him with a smile. The man walked away, grumbling. "What was that about?" Chad questioned. "Oh, these guys are all around down here, and more so on the Strip. Those flyers are pictures and names of women who will come to your hotel room and give you a private modeling show' for you. Prostitutes, which is legal in Nevada, but not Clark County; that's their way of getting around that. So, I told him `No', we weren't interested. He called me a faggot, so I called him an asshole". "Oh, I know some Spanish and caught that, I just didn't know what he was trying to give you".
"Wow, it can be kind of a rough place down here". "No, not really". He looked around. "Ah down there, see him? A police officer patrolling the place. Ah, and there's another one up there. They keep an eye out for things. They don't bother with the small stuff, they keep an eye out for pickpockets, purse snatchers, and drunk young guys looking for a fight. I enjoy watching the people". He looked around. "Ah, see that fat guy in a business suit over there? Walking in a hurry?". "Yeah, the one with the nicely dressed girl, his daughter, I guess?". Rafael laughed. "That's not his daughter, that's his piece of ass for the night. Back home his fat wife is probably wondering why his phone is on Do Not Disturb and goes straight to voicemail. Well, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas".
A young bleach blonde guy walked by and stopped, "Hey!" He greeted Rafael. "Hey" Rafael returned the greeting. "How's it going?". The young man shrugged. "It's goin', I guess". He looked at Chad, and then back at Rafael. "New friend?". Rafael nodded. "You two make a cute couple, want me to take a picture of you, together?". "Sure!" Chad quickly agreed, handing his phone. Both he and Rafael smiled as they held hands, and the guy took a picture and handed back his phone. "Thanks". The guy nodded and walked on. "You know that guy?" Chad asked. "No" Rafael replied, "Hey, and `How's it going' is about as far as it goes. And you should be more careful about handing anyone your phone. I've seen tourists do that, and the person runs off with their phone. Anyway, he's a gay call boy, a hustler. He hit on me one night and even offered me a freebie. I told him Thanks, but No thanks". "Why?". "Why?" Rafael repeated, "Well, for one, having sex with someone who makes a living getting paid for sex is probably not the best idea. Secondly, I like more masculine guys". Chad straightened up in his chair. "Well, I can butch it up when I need to" he said, in a deep voice. Rafael laughed. "I think you're perfect exactly the way you are".
"What?" he questioned, in reaction to the stunned expression on Chad's face. "That . . . That has to be the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. I'd kiss you, but probably not a good idea, out here in public". Then Rafael felt Chad's hand under the table searching for his hand. He took Chad's hand and held it tightly. "Well, it also happens to be true. And maybe something you should hear more often". A man carrying a bundle of flyers for "private modeling" had been headed for their table. When he saw them holding hands under the table he altered course, in search of more lucrative prospects.
"So, are you getting hungry?". "Starving". "Good, let's see if I can win us dinner". "Huh?". "I like trying my luck on the slots, to see if I can win enough to pay for dinner. Let's walk over to the El Cortez, I can have good luck there.
They walked several blocks to the El Cortez. The security guy at the door stopped them, and Rafael took out his wallet and gave him his fake ID. The guard nodded and handed it back to him and looked at Chad. "This is my friend visiting from out of town. He's only 19, so he won't gamble, just watch, I promise". The guard nodded and let them in. They walked over to the rows of slots and Rafael stopped and watched the action. "What are you looking for?". "A slot ready to hit. See that lady playing a Lucky 7s slot? Let's watch her". The lady soon ran out of credits on the slot, dug in her purse for her wallet, and fed another twenty to it. She hit a $30 win and started punching the Max Bet button. Her win and her twenty dollars soon were gone. She dug out another twenty, fed it to the machine, and it too was soon gone.
She got up to walk away. Rafael motioned Chad to follow him, and he quickly walked over to the slot and sat down. He took a hundred-dollar bill from his wallet and fed it to the machine. "You're going to gamble a hundred dollars?" Chad whispered. "No, that's my bait". Chad frowned in confusion. "Slot machines are run by computer programs. My major is Computer Science. The programming recognizes a hundred-dollar wager as a sucker. It will let me win a little to get me to think I'm on a lucky streak. And then zap! Sorry, all gone, feed me another Benjamin". And see the different buttons? The big one is the max $3 per spin, but you can also hit the smaller $1 or $2 buttons. I'm going to tease it". He hit the $1 button; the slot spun and returned two 7s, and another one that was just above a win. He hit the $1 button again, which returned another miss, and then again and another miss. Then he quickly hit the $3 Max Bet button. The machine spun and returned a dead-on Triple 7. The slot beeped repeatedly as it added up the win; finally, it stopped at $250.00. Damn!" Rafael said excitedly, "Our dinner just got an upgrade!". He hit the cash-out button, and the machine spit out a QR-coded voucher.
"The cashiers are over there" he motioned to Chad to follow. "Um, you need to win at gambling to afford dinner? Your parents don't support you?" Chad questioned. "Of course they do, they're comfortably well off enough. "I just enjoy beating the casino; they get enough people to lose their money. The old saying in Vegas is `The House always wins. Well, not if you quit while you're ahead". The cashier scanned the voucher, counted out the cash, and handed it to Rafael. "Do you like seafood?" Rafael asked, turning back to Chad. "Yeah, I love seafood!". "Great! Mariscos Escondida is one of my favorite Mexican restaurants. It's a couple blocks over, follow me".
They walked into the restaurant and to the hostess stand. "Ah, buenas noches, Rafael" she greeted them. "Buenas noches, Isabel, "Un mesa para dos, por favor". She led them to a booth, and they took a seat. "Wow, they all know you here" Chad commented. "Yeah, I told you it was one of my favorite restaurants". A waitress appeared and handed them menus. "Buenas noches, Maria" Rafael greeted her. "Ah Rafael, how nice to see you again. And who is your new friend?". "This is Chad. Chad, this is my favorite waitress, Maria". "Encantada" Chad greeted her, using the formal Spanish word Enchanted' (to meet you)". "Oh, you even speak Spanish? Well, don't try to flirt with me, I can see by the way Rafael looks at you that he already has designs on you". A Margarita, Rafael?". Do you like margaritas?" he asked Chad. "Yeah, I do". "Dos margaritas, por favor". Maria looked at Chad, and then at Rafael, raising an eye. "Para mi". She smiled and nodded and walked away. "What was that about?" Chad questioned; "she knew right away that I'm your boyfriend?". "Yeah, when I first started coming here, she was flirty with me. So, I told her I was gay. And she told me: Damnit, the cutest ones always are'. So, she's way cool with things. Also, way smart. The first time I came here she carded me, and she told me `Ah, you've got one of those better quality fake Mexican IDs', so she knew she was covered serving me alcohol. And she didn't think you were 21, so I told her both margaritas were for me. So, just keep your glass toward the middle of the table and scoot it my way if a manager comes by".
Chad opened his menu. "So, you're a regular here, what do you recommend?". "The ceviche appetizer for starters, it's terrific here". "Ceviche?". "Yeah, raw fish marinated in lime juice, onions, and peppers". "Raw fish?" Chad repeated. "Well, raw as in not cooked with heat, the acidic lime juice marinates and `cooks' it" And how are you with spicy food?". "I do Ok with it, I guess". "You guess? What's the spiciest thing you've ever eaten?" "Well, it's not something I ate. On a dare once I chugged half a bottle of Tabasco sauce. Gawd! My mouth, throat, and stomach were on fire; I drank half a gallon of water trying to put the fire out". Rafael laughed. "I don't like Tabasco either. No flavor, just fire. Well-seasoned spicy food has a mix of flavors to enjoy. I recommend the Camarones a la Diabla, shrimp of the devil. Shrimp sauteed with tomatoes, garlic, and onion. And arbol chili peppers give it a little extra kick". Chad smiled. "Sold!".
Maria brought their margaritas, and Rafael ordered their food. Chad took a sip of the margarita. "Hmm, very nice. So, you said you're a Computer Science major?". Rafael nodded. "So, what do you want to do with it?". Rafael shrugged. "Get rich, I guess". Chad laughed. "That's it? Get rich? You don't strike me as someone obsessed with getting rich". "No, I'm not obsessed' with that. But I always remember what my grandfather once told me: Son, I've been rich, and I've been poor. And let me tell you, it's a lot nicer being rich, and a lot more fun'. I like Computer Science because I like figuring things out. And with technology becoming so important in our lives it seems like a good field to get into. I just want to make enough money to have a comfortable life and enjoy things. And travel, I love traveling and seeing new and different things. I want to see the whole world while I'm still young enough to enjoy that". "You want to see the whole world?". "Yeah. Well, maybe I can pass on Antarctica, I'm not a fan of cold".
Their ceviche arrived, and Chad tried a bite. "Oh, this is good! I love the mix of flavors, and the fish is nice and mild flavored". Rafael nodded. "So, have you declared a major yet?". "Yes, Environmental Studies". "Ah! Going to save the planet, huh?". "Well, hopefully not all by myself. I just think it's so damn selfish, and so damn stupid for humanity to dig up or pump out fossil fuels to spew out Co2 without giving a thought about what that does to our planet. Without giving a damn what that does to all the animals, birds, and other life that are hoping we don't fuck it up for them". Rafael nodded. "You care about things, don't you?". Chad looked at him, the expression on his face indicating he was not sure he understood the question. "You care about the planet, and you care about people. And what you want is to make a difference, isn't it?". "Well, yeah. I think caring about our planet, caring about others, and wanting to make a difference and try to make things better isn't a bad ambition to have". Rafael reached across the table and took Chad's hand. "No, that's not a bad ambition. And I saw that right away in you. It's one of the many things I love about you". Chad sighed. "There you go again, using the `L' word. I thought we agreed to take things slow". "Oh, I didn't agree to that" Rafael protested. "Those were your terms. I just deal with it". He pulled Chad's hand closer to him and held it more tightly. "I know we're right for each other. I also know that I'll win you over".
Maria arrived with the entrees. She looked at them holding hands and rolled her eyes. "Ok, if you guys are going to start carrying on like that, get a room!" she teased. "But eat your dinner first. You know what they say: Eat fish, live longer. Eat shrimp, love longer". Rafael looked at her skeptically. "Huh? I've never heard anyone say that". She winked at Rafael. "Well, next time you two are here let me know if it's true. `Son una linda pareja' she whispered and walked away. Rafael saw that Chad didn't catch it. "She said we are a cute couple".
Chad took a bite and rolled his eyes. "My gosh, I think this the best thing I've ever tasted! And the chili peppers add just the right touch". Rafael nodded. "Glad you like it. Our first dinner date. Hopefully the first of many".
Rafael left the cash on the table with a generous tip, and they walked home. Rafael clicked the light on as they entered the apartment. "I'm ready to hit the sack, how `bout you?". "Yeah, it's been a long and interesting day. And I have a 9am class tomorrow". "Um, I like to sleep naked". "Figures. Ok". Rafael jumped into bed first, face down. He wiggled his ass. "Come and get it if you want it. It's a special, limited-time offer". Chad laughed, and then climbed into the bed on top of him and rubbed his erection over Rafael's ass. "You sure?". "Yeah, I am. You aren't the only one who wants to finally know what it feels like. Chad reached over to the nightstand and took the bottle of lotion, squeezed some out on his hand, and coated his erection with it. Then he put some on his fingers, spread it around his hole, and then pushed his finger inside of him.
Rafael winced as Chad's cock breached his bud. "Oh, did that hurt?". "Yeah, a little. But I can take it, ram it in me". "Knock off the machismo crap, Rafael" Chad scolded. "I want everything to feel good; I want this to be the best thing you ever felt. Chad saw Rafael's approval in his eyes. Chad began a gentle rocking motion, pulling it out slightly, and then pushing it in a bit further. Then he misjudged his thrust and his cock slipped in halfway. "Fuck!" Rafael gasped, "well, you got it in me". Chad tried to suppress a chuckle. "Well, good news/bad news, depending on what you want. I'm only halfway in". "Fuck!" Rafael repeated, "your cock is so damn big!". "Well, from what I could see in gym class checking out other guys, mine is pretty much average. It's just that you're so damn tight inside".
Chad began a gentle rocking motion, back a little, in a little more, back a little less, in some more. At length, he felt his pubes pressed against Rafael's ass. "You got it, you took all of me in you. How's it feel?". "It feels like my ass is full of your cock. But I have to admit, I'm not sure this will be my favorite thing".
Chad pulled out of Rafael, pulled him up, and then laid down on his back. "Let's try it this way" he whispered. "Sit on my cock", "sit on my cock and ride it. That way you control what my cock does in you". Rafael positioned his legs under him, raised himself, took Chad's cock in his hand, and lowered himself until Chad's cock had entered him. Chad could see Rafael consider how it felt and then sat down slowly until he was fully impaled. His eyes widened in pleasure. "Yeah! That's it! I like this much better! He raised himself and plunged hard on Chad's rigid shaft inside him, again and again. "Hell yeah, now I feel it, this is hot! Fuck me, fuck me! This feels so wild, fucking myself on your cock! I want it now, give it to me, give me your cock!". Rafael rode Chad's cock, thrusting himself up and down on it, over and over. Then he pulled up too high and Chad's cock slipped out of him. He reached frantically for Chad's cock, positioned it at his hole, and plunged full length on it. "Oh my gawd!" He humped his ass down, desperate to get more of the hard cock in him. He raised himself and plunged on the hard cock, again, and again. "Oh my gawd, Chad! He moaned at last. You're going to fuck the cum out of me!" Chad looked at Rafael's rock-hard cock pointed at him as it erupted with a large spurt of cum shot toward his face. He closed his eyes just as he felt the first spurt hit his face, and then another and another.
"Oh shit!" Rafael gasped. I covered your face with my cum!". "Um yeah, you did, and quite a load. Lick it off, please. But don't swallow, hold it in your mouth". Rafael licked his cum off Chad's face. "Now kiss me and push your cum into my mouth". Chad opened his mouth to receive Rafael's tongue and felt the cum enter his mouth. He swallowed and smiled. "Now I have your cum inside me, it's a part of me now". Rafael smiled. "Did you cum?". Chad nodded "Yeah, right as you came your ass muscle clamped down on my cock and I unloaded inside you". "Good". Rafael pulled off Chad and laid back down. Chad curled up next to Rafael, put his arm around him, and drifted off to sleep.