Ok, so I know this one's a bit short…But this is my introduction to some of the smutty smutty goodness that will take place in this series. This is my first time writing it, as I've already said…so I hope it's good! Rated M for a reason people ;D


His cheeks were flushed, soft lips parted around his panting breaths and low moans, as his hands tangled in Dave's short hair whilst he revelled in the feeling of the jocks lips attacking his neck. Kurt let out a small squeal as Dave's teeth grazed against the soft skin connecting his neck and shoulder. "Now everybody will know your mine." Dave growled, continuing to lavish Kurt's neck with his lips while his hands slid slowly under his jumper to glide across the smaller boys' stomach. Drawing teasing circles against his stomach Dave moved his hands slowly upwards, choosing now to circle Kurt's nipples with a single finger as he watched him writhe and moan beneath him.

Kurt couldn't take much more of this teasing! Yanking on Dave's hair he pulled his mouth back up to his eagerly, his tongue pushing and thrusting against Dave's. Slowly, while Dave continued to stroke his chest and stomach, Kurt rolled his hips against the older boys. The satisfying friction caused both boys to moan gently, both were so turned on by the small movement that Kurt continued. Dave began touching him with a fervour, his large hands exploring every inch of his body except where Kurt most wanted him to touch, and removing their clothing quickly.

"Please..." Kurt whimpered as the Dave slowly drew his pants down his legs, leaving both boys only in their underwear now. Dave glanced up, entranced with lust at the sound of hearing Kurt beg.

"What do you want me to do?" Dave asked, a smirk plastered on his features as he crept face to face with Kurt, brushing their hips together slightly. Kurt was silent, apart from small gasps and moans, and a blush added to his flushed complexion. "Tell me, I want to hear you say It." Dave growled, as the younger boy didn't respond.

"I want you…to touch me." Kurt whimpered, Dave's hand ghosting against Kurt, "Please touch me." Dave realised this was the best he would get…for now.

"One condition Kurt; when you climax, which you will, I want you to say my name." Dave whispered to the boy, who was barely able to do more than nod as his request was answered.

The pleasure quickly built up in his body, this was Kurt's first time of being with another guy, he was so close….

"Dave!" the name left his lips as a breathy moan, but that wasn't the only sound filling the room. Kurt opened his eyes to see that the incessant beeping had been his alarm clock, but that meant…

Holy shit. Kurt Hummel had just had a sex dream about Dave Karofsky.


Walking down the hallways he felt as if people knew, as if they could just look at him and automatically tell that he had fantasized about sex with Karofsky. He was dreading having to face the jock, worried that he would know too, worried what could happen.

He wasn't attracted to Karofsky…well maybe slightly, but he didn't want to be and he certainly didn't want to date him. He did want to date Blaine though. Blaine is amazing. That would be his mantra to get him through the day until his date with Blaine tonight. He wants to date Blaine, Blaine is amazing.

He had repeated it, in his mind, three times before his phone vibrated.

Go hide in the choir room, NOW! – D

Not doubting the message he scampered off to do as it said.


Dave pretended to scour the hallways with the other jocks, they were searching for Hummel. Some of the dumber ones had come up with a plan to make him strip down to his underwear before giving him a patriotic wedgie. Not only would it be humiliating for Kurt, but also for Karofsky. How was he supposed to explain, if anyone noticed, why he got turned on by Kurt stripping down. It wasn't as though he could tell them about the dreams he has been having for months. Dreams where he and Kurt are together and he is actually happy.

No, its better for Kurt to hide, its better for him to help Kurt stay safe but also to keep his distance too.

Dave Karofsky was scared of his feelings, and he didn't want to admit that to anybody. Not even himself.