Chapter 25 Andrew

Andrew sat on the couch for the second day alone in the trailer, his thoughts a tangled mess of confusion and worry. He had been waiting for Rafael, hoping for some clarity in their relationship. The silence was broken by the sound of footsteps outside, followed by the creak of the door opening. Rafael stood there, looking around, until his eyes landed on Andrew.

"Andrew! Here you are. I've been looking everywhere for you. I didn't know you'd be here," Rafael said, holding up Andrew's phone. "I found this at your place."

Andrew's heart ached with a mix of relief and frustration. "You said to meet you here at midnight."

"I…" He paused and looked around the trailer. "You painted and scrubbed. You didn't have to do that alone."

"I did it for us, waiting for you, but it ended up being just me all alone."

"Thank you so much. I'm so sorry you were here alone."

"Well, you're here now."

Rafael sighed, his shoulders slumping. "First, I'm sorry I didn't think you would come here. I thought…maybe you'd changed your mind about us. When you left my house, you said you didn't know if you wanted to hide our relationship and you needed to think."

"That's right. And all I thought about was you."

"I called you, sent texts, and even went to your house looking for you. Then I found your phone."

Andrew's confusion deepened. "Why would you think I wouldn't come? I've been waiting here for you."

"You didn't message you'd meet me. Then when I called and texted, you didn't answer. So, I thought you didn't want to see me."

"I was going to send a message when I got here, but I forgot my phone. I figured you'd show up at midnight."

Rafael moved closer, sitting down beside Andrew. "I guess I was scared. Scared you didn't feel the same way, that maybe I was just imagining things."

Andrew reached out, taking Rafael's hand in his. "Rafael, I wouldn't be here if I didn't care."

Rafael looked into Andrew's eyes, his expression softening. "I'm sorry. I should have trusted you and checked here first. I feel so stupid now…"

Andrew squeezed Rafael's hand gently. "I understand. But we need to communicate better. I don't want misunderstandings to come between us."

Rafael nodded, a small smile forming on his lips. "You're right. Let's promise to trust each other from now on."

Andrew felt a weight lift off his shoulders. "Agreed."

Rafael's smile widened. "We move forward. Together. No more doubts, no more fears."

Andrew felt hopeful. "I like the sound of that. Let's make that happen."

"I have some good news. Remember when I said we should keep our relationship secret because I was worried about my job?"

"I'm sorry I wasn't more understanding. There's no way I would give you up after all this time. And I wouldn't ask you to risk your job."

"Something has changed. I got a promotion and most of the guys I work with don't care about me being gay."

Andrew leaned over and wrapped his arms around Rafael, squeezing him tightly. Rafael's lips pressed against Andrew's with a fiery desire. Their passionate kiss sent sparks flying, feeding the fire within Andrew.

"That's great news." Andrew smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

"I also found out who sent the letters."

"Who? Who wrote them?" Andrew asked.

"Miss Amelia. She's banned from your diner."

"Unbelievable. She went that far to try to destroy both of us? Yet she sat in my diner three times a day for all her meals."

"I guess she'll have to learn how to cook for herself," Rafael said.

"That's sad that she hated who we were."

"I want to see you properly, out in public. We should have a real relationship like other people do," Rafael said.

"I want that too. We deserve to be an ‘us.' We waited long enough."

"And I don't want to be separated from you anymore," Rafael said.

"I don't either."

"Bed?" Rafael suggested.

They got up from the couch and moved to the bed.

"How about you top me?" Rafael whispered.

"I don't have a condom."

Rafael opened a drawer beside the bed and pulled out the lube and a condom. He handed them to Andrew.

"This is going to be fun!" Andrew said. "Get undressed, Rafael."

Rafael was instantly pulling off his shirt, unzipping his jeans, and removing his underpants. "You're so hot, Andrew." Rafael stood naked. "I can't wait to feel you inside me."

Andrew was so preoccupied gazing at Rafael that he completely neglected to undress. The sight of Rafael's naked body in the daylight left him spellbound. "You're the sexiest man I've ever seen."

Rafael pulled Andrew's shirt off, then he unzipped his jeans and pulled them down with his underwear. Andrew stepped out of them. He wrapped Andrew into his arms, their naked bodies pressed against each other.

"I care a lot about you," Rafael paused. "No, not only care, I'm in love with you and have been for years."

"I can feel that you do. I wish we'd gotten together sooner, but we have now, and nothing or no one can separate us."

Filled with longing, Andrews kissed Rafael, savoring the taste of their love in their kisses. They were locked in each other's arms when Rafael thrust his tongue into Andrew's mouth, moaning.

Their cocks rubbed against each other's, so Andrew poured lube into his hand, then grabbed both. Rafael panted and moaned as Andrew stroked them. He eyed Rafael, then poured more lube into his hand, and continued rubbing their shafts up and down.

"Do you like this?" Andrew asked.

"Never stop. Feels so good."

It was amazing, looking at their cocks. Rafael's was lovely. Andrew had thought his balls would empty when their cocks first touched. He clenched his fist, determined not to come, despite the overwhelming desire to. The entire time, Rafael had his dark eyes fixed on his every move. Andrew knew he wasn't used to bottoming and giving up that control, but he'd said he loved the idea of them changing it up sometimes.

Rafael's cock turned darker, his legs shaking.

"I love feeling your cock against mine," Andrew whispered. "Now we're both hard and ready," Andrew said. "Get on the bed, facedown."

Rafael got onto the bed and faced the sheets. "Go easy on me. I haven't bottomed in years."

"I won't hurt you." Andrew crawled onto the bed and was quickly between Rafael's legs. He put the condom on, then lubed it generously.

Andrew's desire had him leaving a trail of kisses down Rafael's back and finally on his sweet ass. Hot jolts sailed straight down to Andrew's cock and balls. After the kisses, he ran his tongue along Rafael's crack, licking, then moving it inside and out until he heard Rafael moaning.

Andrew's excitement grew as his cock grazed the outer edges of Rafael's tight hole, the sound of him begging for penetration fueling his desire.

"Fuck me, Andrew!"

"Soon, love."

Andrew allowed his hands to reach around and play with Rafael's nipples. Andrew's fingernail scraped across one hard nip, and Rafael's sounds told him he enjoyed it. He twisted each hard red nipple, knowing he must be enjoying the pain by his verbal reactions. He continued pinching Rafael's nips at the same time his cock slid up and down Rafael's crease without entering.

Andrew entered Rafael slowly at first, stretching him. Rafael arched, trying to take more as Andrew pushed in just a little, driving them both crazy with desire from the sensations.

"Relax," Andrew whispered.

Rafael's face and chest were against the sheets. His ass was up, open to the cool air.

"Don't baby me," Rafael said.

Andrew wanted to pound him deeper…he just didn't want to hurt him.

Andrew pulled out and took his time admiring Rafael's lubed hole. He kissed his ass cheeks, biting and sucking them. "You're still too tight. I'm going to use more lube." Andrew used one lubed finger to stretch Rafael, then two. Rafael made delicious grunting sounds.

"I need your cock," Rafael begged.

Andrew aimed his steel cock at his hole; he pushed in, going deeper with each thrust. "You feel so good inside. Velvet," Andrew said.

He turned Rafael onto his side so he could reach around and stroke his cock while he plowed into him.

After several strokes, Rafael came in Andrew's hand. Andrew was ignited by Rafael coming and he shot inside his condom. They became one.

"You're perfect for me," Andrew panted.

"I love being with you."

"I love being with you too."

They spooned as they enjoyed the aftershocks. Then, Andrew got up and disposed of the condom, cleaned himself, and ensured everything was left tidy. When he returned to bed, he cleaned Rafael, then threw the towel on the floor.

"You were really a great top," Rafael said.

"And you were a perfect bottom."

"We're going to go to dinner together. No more hiding."

"Are you sure, Rafael?"

"I'm sure."

Later that night, Andrew went home to shower and get ready for dinner while Rafael went to his place to do the same. Andrew sent messages to Joe, Jonathan, and Cedric he was okay. When Rafael returned for Andrew, he let Rafael drive his new car to the restaurant.

Andrew couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement as he walked into the elegant restaurant with Rafael by his side. The place was a hidden gem in Foggy Basin, known for its intimate ambiance and exquisite cuisine. Soft music played in the background, and the warm glow of candlelight flickered on the tables, creating a romantic atmosphere.

They were seated at a cozy corner table, away from the hustle and bustle, giving them a sense of privacy. The walls were adorned with tasteful artwork, and the scent of freshly baked bread filled the air. Andrew glanced around, taking in the sophisticated decor and the soft murmur of conversations around them.

As they settled into their seats, Rafael reached across the table and took Andrew's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'm so glad we're doing this," he said, his eyes sparkling with happiness.

Andrew smiled, feeling a warmth spread through him. "Me too. It's nice to be out together like this."

They perused the menu, discussing their options and sharing their excitement about the dishes. After placing their orders, they turned their attention to each other.

"So, what do you think about switching houses every other week?" Rafael asked, genuinely interested.

Andrew's face lit up as he heard the words that meant so much to him. "What about Gabriella?"

"She's eighteen. My mother said she's going to talk to my father. They want her back home. She can do what she wants."

"She's welcome to stay at my place when we switch to yours. Or the trailer?"

Rafael nodded. "That's really generous of you. I have wondered about the trailer for her as well."

Andrew felt a surge of gratitude. "Thank you, Rafael. That means a lot coming from you."

They continued to talk about their lives, their dreams, and their hopes for the future. The conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and shared memories. As the evening progressed, they discussed their relationship and what they wanted.

"I want us to be open about our relationship," Rafael said, his voice steady. "I don't want to hide anymore, anywhere."

Andrew felt a lump in his throat, touched by Rafael's sincerity. "I feel the same way. I want to be with you, Rafael, and I want everyone to know how much you mean to me."

They shared a tender moment, their eyes locked in a silent promise. The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them in their own little bubble of happiness.

As they finished their meal and prepared to leave, Andrew couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. Being out in public with Rafael, sharing a beautiful evening together, made him realize just how much he cherished their relationship. He knew that whatever the future held, they would face it together, hand in hand.

The End