Chapter 16: The Dream
Later that night, Kurt woke up from a really vivid dream of him and Sam.
He turned and looked at his clock, and read the time.
3:27 am.
Kurt laid back down and tried to go back to sleep. Unfortunately, he was wide awake from the dream, and hard as rock from it.
(The Dream)
He and Sam were together in his room, both making out on his bed. Things were getting hot between them and they were carefully tugging each others clothes off, not breaking stride while kissing and exploring each others skin, as more of it was being exposed. It got to the point where both boys were in their boxers, their hard members rubbing together, creating friction. The two moaned at the feeling, and Sam pulled back and brought his hands down to slowly peel Kurt's boxers off him.
Kurt felt the whisper of the material down his legs and heard the swift intake of Sam's breath.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" Sam asked him in a hoarse, low voice.
Kurt raised his gaze to meet Sam's and he drowned in the dreamy green of his eyes. They were burning with so much love and desire that he felt his heart begin to swell with love. Kurt's love for Sam. Sam's love for Kurt. They had created an unbreakable love.
"I feel beautiful when you look at me," Kurt said honestly.
Sam's eyes softened.
"I want you to always see how beautiful you are when you see the way I look at you. I want you to know how loved you are."
Kurt smiled up at the boy and laid there. He waited for Sam's command. He loved moments like this when he awaited Sam's pleasure, knowing Sam was fully content just to look at him.
"Come to me," Sam said.
Kurt rolled over and crawled over to Sam, sinking to his knees on the bed as Sam laid down on his back. Kurt stared down at Sam's muscled body. So perfect and beautiful. He was pale, and with his blond locks, he could have passed for an angel. Sam took Kurt's hands and placed them at the waistband of his boxers, nodding for Kurt to remove them.
Kurt removed the dark blue boxers from Sam's body and looked him over. The hair that was coiled at the juncture of his thighs was a different color than on his head. Kurt remained still, looking at Sam's erect cock that was laying to the side; awaiting his attention.
Sam reached up and ran his hand over Kurt's soft thigh, to the curve of his waist, and up higher over his stomach and chest. He scraped his nails over one of Kurt's nipples, careful with the highly sensitive tip.
"Come here." Sam said.
He pulled Kurt down, arranging so he faced away. His hand glided up and down the curves of Kurt's lithe body, running it over his hip and up to palm his belly. Then he lowered his head and kissed the curve of Kurt's neck.
A delicate shiver raced down Kurt's spine, spreading goose bumps in its wake.
There was a dip in the bed as Sam's hand left him and Sam repositioned Kurt's body. Then he began rubbing Kurt's back, making Kurt moan softly as he worked slowly down to his buttocks and then back up to massage his nape.
"Feel good?" Sam murmured.
Kurt didn't say anything, he just froze in place.
"Hey, are you okay, Babe?"
The worry tone in Sam's voice made Kurt's heart squeeze. He turned awkwardly, and in the end, Sam had to help him as he rotated to face him. Their noses were just an inch apart and he twined his legs with Sam's, allowing Sam's heat to seep into his body.
Sam went to speak, but Kurt put a finger to his full lips to cut off the words.
Kurt pushed them so they were both sitting up on the bed and he slid his palm over Sam's. Kurt raised Sam's hand to his mouth and pressed a kiss into the softness of his palm. Then he slowly pulled it away and gazed directly into Sam's eyes.
Tears slid silently down his cheeks as he raised his hands and cupped Sam's face, gazing into the eyes of the man he adored- had always adored.
"I love you. I'll always love you." Kurt said.
Sam grabbed Kurt and crushed him to his chest. He held Kurt tight, his entire body trembling against Kurt's. Kurt felt every breath, every beat of Sam's heart as it pounded wildly against his throat.
Kurt pulled away and took Sam's hands, guiding them down to his hard cock.
Sam lowered his head and pressed his lips to Kurt's, lowering them back down to the best. Kurt threaded his fingers into Sam's long shaggy hair and held him in place as they kissed passionately. Kurt snaked his hand behind Sam's nape and all but melted as their lips rubbed together.
It was so hot and breathless, Kurt got light-headed. He let his tongue trace Sam's lips before delving inward. Kurt sucked at the tip of Sam's tongue, wanting more. He lick at Sam, meeting his tongue in a flirty duel that had Sam sucking back.
Kurt nipped at Sam's lip, first his bottom, then the top. Oh, but he wanted to devour the pretty blond so bad.
Kurt let his eyes drift shut and let the sweetness of the moment envelope him as Sam kissed his way lower on his body, all the while rubbing his thumb over Kurt's bottom lip, his eyes glittering with intense need.
"You have a drop-dead, sexy-as-sin body, Babe." Sam said against Kurt's skin as he made his way lower.
Kurt's breath hitched when Sam blew over his cock.
"You like that?" Sam said, blowing over Kurt again when he whimpered.
Sam took Kurt deep into his mouth, making the brunette gasp in pleasure. Sam glided his mouth up and down the length of Kurt's shaft, taking him deeper into his mouth. He brought his hand up to cup Kurt's sack, fondling him as he gave Kurt pleasurable feelings. Kurt gripped the sheets underneath him with one hand as he pushed his hips up, shoving farther into Sam's mouth. His other hand gripped Sam's hair tight, but not tight enough to hurt.
Kurt groaned as Sam brought him to a climax, the burn of his orgasm close.
He let out a gasp as he released his seed into Sam's eager mouth, unable to hold back when Sam lightly squeezed and scraped his nails over Kurt's sack, while his teeth ran over the hard skin of his dick.
Kurt went limp as Sam swallowed his cum, crawling over him and cupping his face, just like he had done to Sam earlier.
"You're mine, Kurt. I'm yours. We belong to each other, and no one else." Sam said, gazing down into Kurt's Glasz eyes.
"I've always been yours, Sam. You've always been mine. And I'm never going to let you go."
"I'm glad to see I'm not the only possessive one in this relationship." Sam said, grinning down at Kurt. "I like it."
Sam leaned down to kiss Kurt...
And the dream ended as Kurt woke up then.
Kurt snapped his eyes open, out of breath from reliving the memory of the dream.
He felt a sticky mess and looked down. He had come inside his pajama pants, without even touching himself.
'What has this guy done to me?' Kurt thought as he got up and proceeded to change his pajamas and write out his dream in his journal.
