Rafael and Chad
Chapter 2: Moving In
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Chad woke up first. He crawled out of bed carefully so as not to wake Rafael up. He took a quick shower and got dressed. He looked over and saw that Rafael was awake. "The first thing I'm going to get you is a damn coffee maker, I like my morning coffee. Now I'm going to have to stop at McDonalds and get some coffee, and their coffee sucks!". "Great! So, that means you're moving in?". "No. It means I'll get you a coffeemaker and some coffee for the next time I sleep over". "Well then, bring that stuff with you when you come over after classes today and sleep over again".
"No, I can't". "Why not?" "Because I'd have to explain that to my mom, and she's not going to buy that we're cramming for an exam again". Rafael shrugged. "No problem. Why don't you just try telling her the truth: You have a boyfriend, and you want to spend your time with him. With me." Chad shook his head. "I'm not ready to do that". "Well, when the hell will you be ready?" Rafael asked, his voice rising. "And why the hell are you pushing me so hard?". "Because of something else my grandfather told me: `Son, when you want something you gotta go for it. And don't let anything get in your way of getting it'. You are what I want, and I'm not going to let anything get in the way of me getting you".
Chad glared at Rafael. "Great! So, you decided I'm what you want, and that's it? I don't get any say in this? You expect me to do whatever the hell you want me to do? Rafael has chosen you; resistance is futile! Who the fuck do you think you are! And you don't care about whatever strain this would cause between me and my parents? `Hey, mom and dad? I'm gonna move in with this hot guy I just met, see ya later. Oh, and by the way, I may have forgotten to mention it, but I'm queer'".
Rafael waited to see if Chad had finished. "Man, did I screw this up". "Yeah, you sure did! You pushed me too hard, and I don't do well with being pushed hard". "Okay, Ok. Look, I'm kind of new to this. Let me try to explain it this way: What I'm trying to say is that I'm in love with you". Chad shook his head in exasperation. "What! How in the hell can you think you're in love with someone you've known less than twenty-four hours?". "Oh, excuse me. I didn't know a waiting period was required. How long am I supposed to wait until I get to be in love? A full twenty-four hours? A week? A month?".
"Just make some sense! You barely know me". "I know exactly who you are! You're charming, witty, and so very handsome. But more importantly, you make me feel . . . complete. And it's your fault, you're the one who convinced me that I'm gay".
"What the fuck?" Chad shouted, "Now it's my fault that you finally figured out that like dick better than pussy?". "Oh great! You couldn't think of a more vulgar way to say that?". "Oh, pardon my gutter mouth. Hmmm, how about you finally figured you like fucking my ass better than fucking pussy?". Rafael glared at Chad. "You know, you can be a real asshole". "Yeah, I can be a real asshole when I'm pissed off. And congratulations, you really pissed me off. But what happened to that you know exactly who I am' that you were just telling me? I don't remember asshole' in your description of exactly who I am".
Rafael sadly shook his head. "Well, you better get going, you'll be late for class". "Fuck that class! We need to finish this, and I know a guy I can bribe for his notes. But I am dying for my java fix, how `bout we go to Starbucks? And maybe we can finish this without yelling at each other?". Rafael nodded. "That's probably a good idea".
They got their coffees and took a seat outdoors. Chad took a sip of his Frappuccino. "Umm, I feel better already. So, I'll start: You frighten me". Rafael laughed. "You still scared that I'll find where the heck I left my axe?'. Chad laughed. "No. It feels like you're trying to smoother me, trying to make me do you what you want. And that's what frightens me. Let's get one thing rear clear: I make my own goddamn decisions!". Rafael put the palm of his hand up. "Ok, Okay, I get it". "Do you? Do you really? Then what is the big fucking rush for me to move in? Do you think that now I know the pleasure of gay sex I'm going to turn into a slut and try to get dick wherever I can find it?". Rafael gazed into Chad's eyes but said nothing. "That's it, isn't it? You think I'll want to fool around with other guys?". Rafael sighed. "I just don't want to risk losing you. We are both so new to this. This is the first sexual experience for both of us. I've chatted online with other young gay guys. They rave about how great their first sexual encounter was, but then start talking about how hot they think this other guy is, and how bad they want to get him in bed." He shrugged his shoulders. "It just seems like it's natural for a lot of guys when they come out and have their first sexual experience they want to play around and find out if the next guy is even more fun".
Chad stood up. "You want another espresso? I can do with another frappuccino?" "Yeah, I do, thanks". Chad brought their drinks and sat down. "So, is that what you're afraid of? That I'll want to play around?". Rafael remained silent. "Well, let me explain it this way: The physical part, the pure sexual part, who knows? Maybe some guy could do something differently, and Wow! But the mental part I felt with you, the energy, the desire, the lust, the . . . magic I felt when you made love to me? No, I'm quite certain no one could ever top that".
"What?" Chad question, in reaction to the shocked expression on Rafael's face. "That has to be the nicest thing anyone ever said to me. I think that's the nicest thing anyone could ever say to someone". Chad reached across the table, took Rafael's hand, and squeezed it. "Good, glad you liked it. I much prefer being nice over being an asshole".
"So, why did you reject me". "I sure as hell didn't reject you! I rejected your attitude that you have chosen me, and I had no say in the matter". "That's not what I said!". "Well, that's what I heard".
"Well, I really screwed that up then, if that's what you think. Let me try again: Chad Amboy, I am in love with you. But that only works if you accept and want my love. Yeah, I get that you think it's happening too fast. But I think I fell in love with you when you kept looking back and smiling at me in class. I knew I was in love with you when we were in the shower, and in bed together. All the things I wasn't certain I'd like doing with a guy I enjoyed with you, because you made me feel lust and desire. And love. You make my life feel complete when you are in it! And now you are here, I don't want to be without you in my life ever again. That's why the `big rush', for you to move in: you just make me feel so good, so happy, so in love when you're around me. And yeah, you absolutely get a say in this: You get to decide if I'm the one who makes you feel that way. And I know that you know that; you just don't have the confidence in yourself to admit it yet". Chad rolled his eyes. "Well, there's certainly no lack of self-confidence in you". Rafael shrugged. "Guilty".
Chad was silent for some time. "Whatcha thinking?". "How best to say what I want to say to you. Rafael: You're the most interesting and exciting thing that's ever happened in my life. You're charming, adorable, and irresistible". Rafael held up his hand. "Wait. Did you just say that I'm irresistible?". "Yeah, I did. I don't know how you made it this far without someone snatching you up, I guess I'm just lucky". Rafael smiled. "I'll tell you about my thoughts on that sometime, but do go on, I'm enjoying this part". "Well, I also was falling in love with you when you kept looking back and smiling at me in class, and I knew I was in love with you when we were in the shower, and in bed together. I was just afraid to admit it." "Why were you afraid". "Self-doubt? I couldn't believe this was happening to me; to us. The first gay sexual encounter for both of us, and it instantly becomes love? That just doesn't happen to gay people". "Why not? It happens to heterosexuals; my mother and father tell me it was love at first sight for them; I guess it's a family tradition".
"Well, anyway, when we're together I can't wait to see what happens next in my life. No, what happens next in our lives. I do love you, Rafael, and I do want very much to make this work, for both of us. "Wait! What did you just say". "I want to make this work?". "No, before that". "I love you?" "Yeah, that part. That's the first time you told me that you love me". "Well, it won't be the last time, I promise".
Chad took his phone out of his pocket and called a number. Rafael watched him with a puzzled expression. "I'm calling my mom. You won, a while back. I'm moving in. "Hi, Mom! Yeah, I'm still at Rafael's. Well, on Fremont Street, at Starbucks. Rafael invited me to move in with him, and that's what I'm going to do. Now Mom, calm down. It just makes sense. Rafael and I have really hit it off, and I like it here. And parking is such a hassle on campus, there's a bus stop just a block away, and it goes right to campus, I'll save a bunch on gas. It's just time that I start making my own life, my way. Um, today. Yes, today. You know me, when I make up my mind, I go for it. I'm going to stop by in a little while and pick up some things - clothes, my laptop, and other stuff. What? Well, I'm sure Rafael will be happy to meet you. What? Well, give me a minute to talk to him". He put his phone down on his lap so his mother couldn't hear what was said. "My mom insists on meeting you". "Let me talk to her, please?". Chad handed him his phone. "Mrs. Amboy? Rafael here. I have been so looking forward to meeting you. Chad talks about you all the time; he loves and respects you so much. How about if I come over with Chad? I can help him get his things, and we can chat first and get to know each other. I'll be happy to tell you anything you'd like to know about me. Great! Well, we'll be over in a little while, I do have a class later this afternoon. Ok, bye now".
Chad shook his head as he took his phone back. "Do you know what you just got us into?". Rafael looked at him curiously. "I told you that my mother can read me like a book. As soon as she sees us together, she'll know what's up". Rafael smiled. "Yeah, I do kinda remember you telling me that. Well, if she can see what's up between us, maybe you'll finally have the confidence to tell her what's really up: That you're moving in with a man you love, with a man who loves you". "Bastard!", Chad spat out, and then started laughing. "You cheat! You think one step ahead of me".
They parked on the street in front and walked to the door. Chad opened the door and called out. "Mom! I'm home, with Rafael". Mrs. Amboy walked out of the kitchen wearing a pink apron over her turquoise skirt. Her blonde hair was neatly pulled back in a bun. She walked over to Chad hugged him, and then turned to Rafael and shook his hand. "So nice to meet you, Rafael. Won't you boys have a seat, so we can chat a bit first?". Chad and Rafael took a seat next to each other on a sofa, and Mrs. Amboy took a seat on a chair nearby.
"So, is there anything you fellas want to tell me? Such as, why the big rush for you two to move in together?". Rafael glanced over to Chad and saw that he was resisting what he needed to say. Rafael cleared his throat. "Well, I guess I'll go first. Mrs. Amboy? My `big rush' is that I'm very much in love with your son and want and need him with me". She smiled. "Yes, I can see that. And I think you made a very good choice, I'm very proud of my son". Chad looked at Rafael. "See? Told you so". Rafael saw Mrs. Amboy's puzzled expression. "Chad told me, I believe his exact words were that you can read him like a book; if you saw us together you would know something was going on between us". Mrs. Amboy smiled and nodded. "Yes, I know my son very well; he never could hide anything from me. Well, he tried once, but I knew".
"Ok Mom" Chad blurted out, "Yeah, I'm gay. I'm sorry if . . .".
"Zip it, Chad" she cut him off. "I wondered when the hell you were finally going to tell me". "Whaaat?" Chad stammered, "You knew?". "Yes, for some time now". "What . . . how?". "Well, a couple little things. And one big thing". Chad anxiously waited for her to continue. "Well, Chad, when you use a computer in your parent's house and you go to websites you might not want them to know about, you need to set the browser to delete your browsing history when you close the browser It's right there in the settings". Chad looked at her, confused, not understanding what she was telling him.
"Um, Chad?" Rafael began, "I think what your mom is telling you is that she knows about the gay porn sites you told me you liked going to on your laptop". "You've been spying on me?" Chad spat out. "No, I don't spy on you. I was being your mother and making sure I kept you safe" she assured him. "The gay pornography didn't bother me; you were obviously very curious about that. But you certainly made some . . . interesting choices. I had no idea what a `Power Botton' was". Chad blushed brightly. "No" she continued, "I was checking for online forums, chat rooms, Reddit, any place where you might tell someone what you were interested in. I checked them to make damn sure no child molester or old pervert could try to get to you". "No, I was never big on texting or chatting with random people on the internet, you have no idea if they are the cute 18-year-old guy they use a picture of or a 350-pound old creep who lives in their parent's basement".
Mrs. Amboy nodded. "Yes, I saw that. But again, my only reason for checking on you was to make sure you were being careful, and safe. That's a mother's job. "But please tell me, Chad, why in the world were you so afraid to tell me?". Chad hesitated. "I didn't want to disappoint you". "Oh Chad, don't be foolish! I don't believe you could ever disappoint me. But what is much more important than possibly disappointing anyone is that when you realize who you are, you accept that, embrace it, and be proud of who you are. I am certainly proud of who you are and love you very much. And seeing you here with Rafael, I know I succeeded. I succeeded in keeping you safe, and I succeeded in raising you to be the young man you are today, a young man that I love and respect. Rafael seems to me such a serious, considerate young man. And I can see that he is very much in love with you. And even if you're not ready to tell me, I can see that you are in love with him". "Oh, I'm ready to tell you that, Mom; I'm head over heels in love with this man". Rafael turned to Chad. "Head over heels? Seriously?". Chad put his hand around Rafael's neck and pulled him in and kissed him. "Yes, seriously".
Mrs. Amboy stood up. "Good. Well, you have my blessing. Not that you need it but take it for what it's worth". Chad got up and rushed to her and hugged his mother tightly. "Your blessing is worth the world to me. Thanks, Mom". Rafael stood up. "Mrs. Amboy, may I give you a hug?". "I would like that very much. You know" she began as Rafael hugged her, "it feels like I have two sons now. Well, I'm sure you fellas have a tight schedule; go get Chad's things. I put some boxes and bags in his room for you to put things in. But you two don't dare be strangers around here, you're welcome here any time. Oh! In fact, do you fellas have any plans for this Sunday afternoon?". "Rafael looked at Chad, who shrugged. "No, I guess not. Why?". "Well, Chad's father is a rabid Las Vegas Raiders fan, and this Sunday is the home game against those damn Denver Broncos that he hates with a passion. We're planning a barbeque out back; Chad's father even drags the wide-screen TV out so he can watch the game while he grills. And Chad's sister and her husband are coming over. Why don't you two join us so Rafael can meet everyone?". Rafael looked at Chad. "But dad . . . " Chad began, "you think he'll be . . .?". "Let me handle your father" she cut him off, "Trust me, everything will be fine. I told him some time ago about the gay pornography, and his attitude was the same as mine: he was just concerned that you were being careful and safe. And I'll give your sister a heads up, I'm sure she and her husband will look forward to seeing you and meeting your handsome boyfriend. Your sister might even be a little jealous. Oh, her husband is a nice-looking man and a good husband. But you know, sibling rivalry. She thought she always had to outdo you because she was older. Well, anyway, can we look forward to you two joining us?". Rafael looked at Chad, who nodded. "Thank you, Mrs. Amboy, we'll look forward to it". "Great! And please, just call me Martha".
They carted in Chad's things and then Rafael went to his afternoon class, while Chad found places to put his things and get settled in. When Rafael came home, they decided to order a Chinese food delivery.
"Where do you see us in five years?". Chad asked, as he took a bite of Kung Pao chicken. "Hmmm, interesting question. Well, we'll be out of college, and working I guess". "Where would want to be living?". Rafael took a bite of his moo shu pork. "Wherever the best job is, I guess". "Do you like it here in Las Vegas?". "Yeah, I do like Vegas" Rafael answered, "It's an interesting and fun place. But I've always felt a strong connection to Old Pueblo". "Huh? Old where?". Rafael smiled. "that's the nickname for Tucson - Old Pueblo. Tucson was first settled almost ten thousand years ago, the humans who crossed the Bearing Straight. Then came the Hohokam, a crop-growing people that lived in small, spread-out villages. They became the Tohono O'odham people. Then came the Apache and Navajo, fierce warrior people. And then the Spanish Conquistadors, followed by the Americans. The Americans defeated the Apache and Navajo and sent them far away to reservations, but the Tohono O'odham people still stand proudly. The Tohono O'odham Nation native land covers almost four and a half million square miles, mainly southwest of Old Pueblo. I have some Native American blood flowing through my veins". "Tohono . . . how you pronounce it?". "Tow·how·now Ow·uh·daam. But no. Apache. Chiricahua Apache. Chr·uh·kaa·wuh. They lived in the mountains and valleys east of Tucson, in what is now Cochise County. Named for Chief Cochise, the most cunning of the chiefs of the Chiricahua Apache. He and his band of warriors held off the U.S. Cavalry for years in the Dragoon mountains. Those mountains are very rocky, and the trails through them are very narrow. So, the calvary had to lead their horses through them single file, making it easy for Cochise's warriors to pick them off, one by one. When Cochise died a small band of his most trusted warriors buried him in those mountains. They took the secret of where Cochise is buried to their graves".
"Wow, you do know Tucson, Old Pueblo, and southern Arizona very well. I've never been there, but I'll look forward to you showing it to me. And I know there's a lot of agriculture there, and golf courses and people who insist on having artificial sprinkled lawns instead of low water usage natural desert landscaping. I have an idea for solar powered ground sensors that measure the amount of soil moisture. Connected by Wi-Fi to a central server. And that connected to phone apps and sprinkler system, enabling folks to provide only the exact amount of water needed for optimal plant growth, and not waste our limited amount of water". "That's an interesting idea!" Rafael said admiringly, "But solar powered and wi-fi for something in the ground?". Chad shook his head. "I'm thinking of a round stake device, maybe a foot long? The sensor measuring soil moisture is on the deep end, in the ground. The top is a couple inches above ground with the small solar panel and wi-fi, the battery in the body of the stake".
Rafael nodded enthusiastically. "And I can help with that, getting everything connected and coordinated together. We can build that together, you and I". Chad smiled at Rafael. "Well, that's it! That's what we'll be doing in five years from now, building that, Chad and Rafael's ground moisture control system!". "Well, we'll need to think of a better name for it". "I think we have time to figure that out".
When they were ready for bed Rafael climbed in first. "Do you want to . . .?". Chad nodded enthusiastically. "I want to sit on it and ride it, it looked hot when you did it". He reached over, got the lotion from nightstand, prepped both of them, and guided Rafael into him. "Oh yeah!" he moaned, "I like this".
"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!"
He saw in Rafael's eyes he was ready to climax. He jerked furiously and shot all over Rafael's chest when felt Rafael's orgasm inside him. "Oh, we made a mess" Rafael whispered hoarsely, "there's a cum rag in the drawer". Chad wiped Rafael's chest clean, and chuckled as he did. "What's so funny?". "Well, I just think it's funny you have a cum rag". "Why wouldn't I? I masturbated occasionally, before I met you. You told me you did it, watching gay porn". "Yeah, but I did that with the image of two guys going at it, on the laptop screen in front of me. What did you think about?". "You". "Very funny. Seriously". "Well, it was an image of someone who looked like you. He was blonde, muscular, masculine, and very handsome, like you".
"Do you remember when we were sitting outside at Starbucks and you said I was irresistible?". Chad nodded. "And you said you didn't know how I made it this far without someone snatching me up?". Chad nodded again. "Well, I've always had a strong perception of my partial Native American heritage. I believe I have a connection with the ancient ones, the spirits of those who lived before us. And the spirits saw that I was troubled by who I wanted, who I needed, in my life, so they guided me to you. They guided me to select UNLV, guided me to choose that 1:00pm English Lit class, and there you were, the one I have been looking for". "That's beautiful story, I'd like to believe it". "Why not believe it? Do you think you know and understand the nature of reality? Can you explain how we ended up here? Two living beings laying here in this bed, drifting through a vast universe on a round blue island teaming with life?". "Of course, not". "Then why not believe it?". Chad shrugged. "Ok, I believe it; that's our story of how we found each other. And now I believe I'm going to fall asleep in the arms of the man who loves me, and who I love".