Part 2

Kurt wasn't too sure what he expected to happen. He stood there silently, nervously, watching as Will walked towards the door, he flicked the lock and Kurt gulped. The blinds were drawn and Kurt felt as though he should be scared, but he wasn't. Like last night he felt oddly safe. Will stared at him from where he stood and Kurt looked down at him. "What were you doing there last night Kurt?" Will asked. Kurt was surprised that his voice wasn't hard and mean. But this was Mr Schue, he very rarely got angry.

"I..." Kurt bit his lip. He didn't know how to answer that.

"You could have got hurt." Will sighs, running a hand through his curly hair. Kurt bit his lip watching, he remembered how good Will's hair felt beneath his fingers. He shivered.

"But i didn't..." Kurt replies quietly.

"But. You could have!" Will stresses. Kurt doesn't reply, he just looks down. Will watches him, eyes roaming the smaller boys frame.

"I just... I didn't want to be alone, and It sounded fun." Kurt sighs.

"They have these club nights at under 21 clubs. You could go there." Will says.

"Oh yeah? Cause the only gay teen in town is going to love that." Kurt mutters. Will sighs and sits down at the piano. Kurt stays standing, not knowing what to do.

"Okay, but going to a club like that on your own. Do you know what men have on their mind when they see someone like you?"

"Someone like me?" Kurt asks, trying not to sound too offended, but failing.

"Do you know how many men were looking at you last night?" Will groans.

"Like the way you were looking at me..."

"I didn't know it was you." Will said, scratching the back of his head. Kurt looks at him and nods. "You looked... that outfit was... You shouldn't have been there. Not on your own."

"I haven't exactly got friends beating the door down to come with me to gay bars!" Kurt shouts frustrated. Will sighs, he nods slowly. "Look, why don't we stop beating around the bush here. I wont say anything to anyone, you're job will be safe and we can put this down to a huge mistake, cause that's clearly what you think it was." Kurt says, he's shaking as he talks. He's never really said something so emotional to anyone. Though, he figured it was a time for firsts for him, it wasn't as though he had ever gone to a gay bar and rutted against a stranger till he came.

"Kurt..."

"Please. Just leave it. We'll forget this... I...Please." Kurt grabs his bag and walks past him, he doesn't breathe as he passes him, he knows his body wouldn't move away from him if he got lost in his scent. He unlocks the door and rushes out of the class room. He runs to his car, he doesn't care if people are looking at him he just needs to get out of there. He unlocks the doors, sits down and locks them again. He feels safe, isolated. He stays there for a few minutes, resting against the steering wheel and just breathes.

Cause I'm A Freak Baby ;)

Kurt was pushes against the piano, a strong body straddled his waist. Lips against his neck, teeth attacking his skin, hands fumbling with very expensive silk. His shirt was ripped open, buttons falling on the floor. Hands, nails scraped over his chest, he whimpered as teeth went down, his right nipple was tugged, his left tweak. The body pulled away from him, hands on his waist, pushing him up until he was sat on the lid of the piano. His legs automatically wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, tighter. Scared he'd pull away. His mouth was taken in a bruising kiss, teeth tugging on his bottom lip pulling at it roughly. Kurt wanted more. His tongue pushed in his mouth, Kurt tried to wrap his tongue around his, to kiss him back but the tongue was pulled out before Kurt could really start to enjoy it. His trousers were pulled down, and a hand slapped at his thigh, he wasn't wearing any underwear. Nails tickles his skin and he pushed up wanting more. Fingers pushed inside his mouth. His tongue lapped over them hungrily. They were pulled out too soon and Kurt whimpered, he wanted something else in his mouth. A blush crept across his body as he thought about just what he wanted in his mouth. His legs were spread and fingers pushed in his hole. He whimpered. He pushed onto them hungrily. Fucking himself on them as best as he could from this angle. Pleasure burns through him and his body screams with delight as his prostate his nudged. He whimpers as the fingers are pulled away, he goes to protest to tell him that he needs something, but he doesn't have to. He felt the blunt hardness of his cock pressed against his hole, wet with pre-come. He pushes in hard and Kurt's never felt so full, so complete. The rhythm was amazing inside of him. Hard, deep thrusts that made his body tremble in euphoria. It was over too fast. His hand clasped tight around his cock and brought him to orgasm quicker then Kurt would want. He wanted that moment to last forever. He moaned loudly, erotically, whorishly through his orgasm. Moaning as hot seed released inside him. His body drenched with sweat, shivered with pleasure as lazy kisses were pressed against his chest, his arms, his face...

The alarm was brutally loud, and when Kurt woke up his head spun as he bolted up. His sheets were drenched in sweat as he thought about the dream. He groaned in disgust as he felt come in his boxers. He through his head back on the pillow, slamming his fists against his cover in frustration. Will Schuster was going to be the death of him. He couldn't get him out of his mind, his dreams, his thoughts, he was always there. Looking as sexy as ever. Kurt bit his lip, a plan forming in his head. He grinned, feeling better about the long day ahead of him.

Tonight, Will Schuster wasn't going to be who he was intoxicated with.