Hi, all. I know I've not been very active on the site. But, I'm glad to say that I'm back. I really enjoy watching Glee. It's so, different, inspiring and funny. I hope you enjoy this short story.
Kurt grabbed his partner's strong and calloused hands. Thanks to intense football training sessions, Finn's hands were covered in blisters. Hardened skin had formed around various parts of his palms. But, the feminine teen didn't seem to mind. In fact, he loved it that the quarterback's hands were rough. It gave him a sense of security and showed off Finn's masculinity.
The athlete grinned as soon as their fingers entwined. It was if he was electrocuted. He would feel magnetic waves coursing through the veins in his well-built body. His knees would go weak and he loved it - the feeling of being in love, the feeling of being loved.
The couple hurried up the stairs, not wanting to kill the passion and excitement that they had. With huge and loud steps, they ran up the stairway.
"Come on, Finn," Kurt said, impatiently. "You're the star of the football team. Surely your beefy legs can run at faster pace?"
The other teen smiled cheekily and sped off, leading Kurt by the hand.
As soon as they busted the door open, they started kissing passionately, frolicking in Kurt's soft bed, making a mess out of the patterned sheets.
For once, Kurt did not give a damn about how jumbled his room was going to be or his disheveled hair - the result of Finn tugging and running his fingers through Kurt's hairspray-coated hair.
Their tongues danced in each other's mouths. It was wet, hot and passionate. They couldn't keep their hands off each other.
Finn kissed the fashionable soprano's warm, slender neck, leaving the latter lusting for more and gasping for air.
Kurt lifted his partner's head up slowly and tenderly, roping him into, yet another deep kiss, while their hands groped every part of their bodies - tickling, teasing and pleasing each other.
"You smell so good…" Finn whispered in Kurt's delicate ears, running his fingers through the dancer's luscious brown hair.
"Oh God, Finn."
Overwhelmed by love, passion and heat, both parties started stripping. Slowly, layer after layer of clothes fell on the carpeted floor - jackets, shirts, pants, then finally, briefs.
They were going to kick things up a notch when suddenly, the both of them pulled away from each other. They stopped kissing. A few seconds ago, their bare naked bodies were so close to each other. Now, their faces were drifting further and further away.
They couldn't do it,
The politically correct side of them forbade them to do it - slaughtering all the excitement and anticipation they once had.
Slowly, both boys moved away from each other, each of them sitting on different corners of the bed.
Nothing they did was wrong.
Love is never wrong.
After all, love knows no boundaries.
Not even gender.
Both of them knew that. But, they couldn't bring themselves to show their affection for each other sexually. They couldn't enter each other's bodies. Gender was an issue they cannot deny.
"So… Now what?" The muscled teen asked, mumbling under his breath, scratching his head.
"I… I d-don't know…" Kurt whispered, staring into blank space.
"I don't know."