Valentine's Day, Ch 2, Sexy Times
Kissing Kurt was the most amazing thing Dave knew of. The way he smelled, tasted....he could sit here on Kurt's bed and literally make out all night long. Being alone together was risky but he trusted Kurt that everyone was gone for now and they had time to be alone.
Dave's hand slowly stroked the side of Kurt's face, tracing his jawline and burying his fingers into the back of Kurt's head, grabbing gently a handful of hair and pressing Kurt's lips into his harder. How could Kurt be any more perfect? His lips were soft as silk. His scent, some kind of vanilla spice something....was intoxicating. Dave dropped his hand to Kurt's shoulder, enjoying the silkiness of the shirt Kurt was wearing. He pulled the shirt collar away and traced Kurt's collarbone with light, gentle kisses. How much more could he take of this? They’d never gotten very far in their make out sessions. Being nervous and new to this world, Dave nervously held back when in reality, all he wanted was to taste Kurt’s skin and feel his warmth. He wasn’t going to hold back tonight.
Kurt was in heaven. The reality of making out with Dave put all his boyhood fantasies to shame. This was real. This was now, Dave Karofsky was kissing his neck and breathing heat into his skin. He wasn’t sure how much he could handle but he didn’t want it to stop.
Singing that song to Kurt was definitely the right call, Dave thought to himself. He had been so nervous but Kurt loved it and he was rather impressed with himself truthfully. But in the back of his mind, there was still something else he wanted to give Kurt for Valentine's Day.
Dave placed his hand gently behind Kurt's head and laid him back onto the mound of pillows at the top of his bed, adjusting himself to lay next to him. He propped himself up on his elbow and looked into Kurt's eyes.
"There's something else..." he hesitated, "another gift I want to give you." Dave searched Kurt's eyes for understanding but Kurt just smiled.
"You got me something else? The song was beautiful and I loved it but what else did you get me?" Kurt was delighted. He could never get enough of this.
"No, actually," Dave was really nervous now, how could he say what he wanted to without sounding stupid or awkward. "Its not something I got for you...its something I..." Seriously, Dave, he thought, just spit it out. What's the worst he could say? Well, he agonized briefly, he could say no, he could reject me. That would be unbearable. But he wanted to do this, so badly. "Something I want to give you, something I want to do for you."
He leaned in again and continued kissing Kurt's neck and shoulder. He fumbled with his free hand to unbutton the first button of Kurt's shirt, giving him more access to Kurt's sweet, delicate skin. The first button was surprisingly easy so he went for the second and third. His hand grazed the length of Kurt's torso. He was so warm and delicious, Dave could feel his mouth water and his heart pound. The nervousness he felt was mixed with hunger and excitement. He was more sure about what he wanted to do now and he was ready.
His hand slid down, unbuttoning Kurt’s shirt completely and then resting just at the top of Kurt’s jeans. He continued his kissing with more urgency, the excitement taking hold, he began fumbling with the button of Kurt’s jeans.
Kurt gasped. He grabbed Dave’s hand in shock. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Dave, what are you doing?” Kurt was tense, his muscles stiff with the sudden realization of what Dave was talking about.
“Relax, please. I want to do this, Kurt. I want to.” Please don’t reject me, he thought, please don’t make me stop.
Kurt released his grip and placed his hand on Dave’s cheek, looking deep into his eyes. He smiled and nodded slightly. He was unsure what words to use, how to accept this gift. He relaxed his body and laid back on the pillows.
Now that he had the green light, Dave sat up on his knees and faced Kurt. He unzipped Kurt’s pants and slid them down to his thighs. He ran his hand lightly over the obvious bulge in Kurt’s boxers, squeezing slightly when he found his grip. The moans that escaped Kurt’s lips further fueled Dave’s hunger. He slipped Kurt’s boxers down, freeing his erection.
Not having any clue about what he was about to do, he could only remember a locker room story between a couple other guys. One was complaining about the horrible blow job he’d received from his new girlfriend. No teeth, that was the moral of that story, he was sure of it. Everything else he’d have to learn by doing.
His hand gently stroked the length of Kurt’s cock. He looked up and met Kurt’s stare. Locking eyes he leaned in to take his full erection into his mouth. The sensation was magical. The taste was sweet and salty and he realized immediately that he couldn’t stop now even if he tried. He began to move up and down, his lips and mouth wrapped around Kurt’s dick. The moans and whimpers coming from Kurt were all Dave needed for encouragement, knowing he was doing something, or everything, right. His left hand was resting on Kurt’s hip and he slowly moved it to graze Kurt’s balls, fondling them gently while his right hand stroked the base of Kurt’s shaft.
Kurt was not able to hang on. He felt himself being carried away by the sensation of Dave’s mouth, hot and urgent of him. He watched as Dave’s head moved slowly up and down, taking him to the highest feelings of ecstasy imaginable. He reached down and softly stoked Dave’s hair, feeling the need to warn him that this incredible experience was about to be over.
“Dave,” he whispered, “my god, Dave, I’m going to come.”
Those words rocked Dave’s entire being. The emotions and thoughts swirling through his head were deafening. All he wanted was to pleasure his first love and here he was, feeling like his heart would explode with pleasure itself. He quickened his pace, sucking deeper and harder and moaning lightly, ready for Kurt to come.
And he did. Kurt’s hand was still on the back of Dave’s head, he grabbed a fistful of hair and bit into the back of his other hand to keep from screaming. The release was intense and Dave refused to stop through the convulsing and trembling of Kurt’s body. He drank down every last drop Kurt had to offer, moaning and enjoying the sweet success of his efforts.
Kurt went soft inside his mouth and Dave finally released his hold. He looked up to find Kurt face filled with surprise, satisfaction and wonder. How could this simple act be so intense and real? How could he love him any more than he did right now?
Dave moved to lay next to Kurt, his hand resting on Kurt’s pounding chest. They laid there in silence, Dave enjoying the feeling of hearing Kurt’s breathing and heart rate return to normal.
“That was, that….was” Kurt had no words to express how utterly amazing he felt. “Thank you, my god, that was just so, wow, I mean, uhh.” Dave chuckled at Kurt’s inability to form complete thoughts.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. I really did myself. I’m hooked. Seriously,” Dave looked deep into Kurt’s eyes, a serious tone coming into his voice, “I really liked that. Tasting you, feeling you, holding you like that, its unbelievably addictive.” Dave reached down and grazed the length of Kurt’s now limp cock, his eyes following his hand, he cupped Kurt’s balls and with one finger, lightly stroked the sensitive area beyond. He met Kurt’s stare again. “I want more of you. I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough.”
Dave's hand slowly stroked the side of Kurt's face, tracing his jawline and burying his fingers into the back of Kurt's head, grabbing gently a handful of hair and pressing Kurt's lips into his harder. How could Kurt be any more perfect? His lips were soft as silk. His scent, some kind of vanilla spice something....was intoxicating. Dave dropped his hand to Kurt's shoulder, enjoying the silkiness of the shirt Kurt was wearing. He pulled the shirt collar away and traced Kurt's collarbone with light, gentle kisses. How much more could he take of this? They’d never gotten very far in their make out sessions. Being nervous and new to this world, Dave nervously held back when in reality, all he wanted was to taste Kurt’s skin and feel his warmth. He wasn’t going to hold back tonight.
Kurt was in heaven. The reality of making out with Dave put all his boyhood fantasies to shame. This was real. This was now, Dave Karofsky was kissing his neck and breathing heat into his skin. He wasn’t sure how much he could handle but he didn’t want it to stop.
Singing that song to Kurt was definitely the right call, Dave thought to himself. He had been so nervous but Kurt loved it and he was rather impressed with himself truthfully. But in the back of his mind, there was still something else he wanted to give Kurt for Valentine's Day.
Dave placed his hand gently behind Kurt's head and laid him back onto the mound of pillows at the top of his bed, adjusting himself to lay next to him. He propped himself up on his elbow and looked into Kurt's eyes.
"There's something else..." he hesitated, "another gift I want to give you." Dave searched Kurt's eyes for understanding but Kurt just smiled.
"You got me something else? The song was beautiful and I loved it but what else did you get me?" Kurt was delighted. He could never get enough of this.
"No, actually," Dave was really nervous now, how could he say what he wanted to without sounding stupid or awkward. "Its not something I got for you...its something I..." Seriously, Dave, he thought, just spit it out. What's the worst he could say? Well, he agonized briefly, he could say no, he could reject me. That would be unbearable. But he wanted to do this, so badly. "Something I want to give you, something I want to do for you."
He leaned in again and continued kissing Kurt's neck and shoulder. He fumbled with his free hand to unbutton the first button of Kurt's shirt, giving him more access to Kurt's sweet, delicate skin. The first button was surprisingly easy so he went for the second and third. His hand grazed the length of Kurt's torso. He was so warm and delicious, Dave could feel his mouth water and his heart pound. The nervousness he felt was mixed with hunger and excitement. He was more sure about what he wanted to do now and he was ready.
His hand slid down, unbuttoning Kurt’s shirt completely and then resting just at the top of Kurt’s jeans. He continued his kissing with more urgency, the excitement taking hold, he began fumbling with the button of Kurt’s jeans.
Kurt gasped. He grabbed Dave’s hand in shock. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Dave, what are you doing?” Kurt was tense, his muscles stiff with the sudden realization of what Dave was talking about.
“Relax, please. I want to do this, Kurt. I want to.” Please don’t reject me, he thought, please don’t make me stop.
Kurt released his grip and placed his hand on Dave’s cheek, looking deep into his eyes. He smiled and nodded slightly. He was unsure what words to use, how to accept this gift. He relaxed his body and laid back on the pillows.
Now that he had the green light, Dave sat up on his knees and faced Kurt. He unzipped Kurt’s pants and slid them down to his thighs. He ran his hand lightly over the obvious bulge in Kurt’s boxers, squeezing slightly when he found his grip. The moans that escaped Kurt’s lips further fueled Dave’s hunger. He slipped Kurt’s boxers down, freeing his erection.
Not having any clue about what he was about to do, he could only remember a locker room story between a couple other guys. One was complaining about the horrible blow job he’d received from his new girlfriend. No teeth, that was the moral of that story, he was sure of it. Everything else he’d have to learn by doing.
His hand gently stroked the length of Kurt’s cock. He looked up and met Kurt’s stare. Locking eyes he leaned in to take his full erection into his mouth. The sensation was magical. The taste was sweet and salty and he realized immediately that he couldn’t stop now even if he tried. He began to move up and down, his lips and mouth wrapped around Kurt’s dick. The moans and whimpers coming from Kurt were all Dave needed for encouragement, knowing he was doing something, or everything, right. His left hand was resting on Kurt’s hip and he slowly moved it to graze Kurt’s balls, fondling them gently while his right hand stroked the base of Kurt’s shaft.
Kurt was not able to hang on. He felt himself being carried away by the sensation of Dave’s mouth, hot and urgent of him. He watched as Dave’s head moved slowly up and down, taking him to the highest feelings of ecstasy imaginable. He reached down and softly stoked Dave’s hair, feeling the need to warn him that this incredible experience was about to be over.
“Dave,” he whispered, “my god, Dave, I’m going to come.”
Those words rocked Dave’s entire being. The emotions and thoughts swirling through his head were deafening. All he wanted was to pleasure his first love and here he was, feeling like his heart would explode with pleasure itself. He quickened his pace, sucking deeper and harder and moaning lightly, ready for Kurt to come.
And he did. Kurt’s hand was still on the back of Dave’s head, he grabbed a fistful of hair and bit into the back of his other hand to keep from screaming. The release was intense and Dave refused to stop through the convulsing and trembling of Kurt’s body. He drank down every last drop Kurt had to offer, moaning and enjoying the sweet success of his efforts.
Kurt went soft inside his mouth and Dave finally released his hold. He looked up to find Kurt face filled with surprise, satisfaction and wonder. How could this simple act be so intense and real? How could he love him any more than he did right now?
Dave moved to lay next to Kurt, his hand resting on Kurt’s pounding chest. They laid there in silence, Dave enjoying the feeling of hearing Kurt’s breathing and heart rate return to normal.
“That was, that….was” Kurt had no words to express how utterly amazing he felt. “Thank you, my god, that was just so, wow, I mean, uhh.” Dave chuckled at Kurt’s inability to form complete thoughts.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. I really did myself. I’m hooked. Seriously,” Dave looked deep into Kurt’s eyes, a serious tone coming into his voice, “I really liked that. Tasting you, feeling you, holding you like that, its unbelievably addictive.” Dave reached down and grazed the length of Kurt’s now limp cock, his eyes following his hand, he cupped Kurt’s balls and with one finger, lightly stroked the sensitive area beyond. He met Kurt’s stare again. “I want more of you. I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough.”