Chapter 40: If Only We Could Stay Like This Forever

As Sam slid his hand down between him and Kurt, he found his boyfriend hot and hard for him, the head of Kurt's cock slick with pre-cum. As soon as Sam touched the head of Kurt's cock, Kurt arched forward, his back bowing so his chest was shoved into Sam's face.

Sam latched onto one of Kurt's nipples and suckled as he stroked Kurt's hard member. The heat from Kurt's pre-cum and cock bathed his fingers. Sam pressed on the head of Kurt's cock with his thumb and rotated in a tight circle as he let his nails scrape over the hardened length. Sam let his hand trail lower to Kurt's sac, trailing is nails over it before dragging them back over Kurt's dick.

A whimper tore from Kurt's throat and he tightened in Sam's arms. So sweet and soft. Curvy and warm. Sam sighed his own contentment as he moved to Kurt's neck and inhaled his scent.

Kurt's fingers dug into Sam's shoulders. His cry came out as an ache in the stillness of the room. He trembled violently as his orgasm crashed around him that he pitched forward against Sam.

Sam caught Kurt with his free arm and held him close as he continued to caress Kurt's cum covered member. Kurt's chest pushed against his as he struggled for breath. Sam buried his face in Kurt's neck and kissed softly over his pulse point.

Kurt gave a short, shaky laugh.

Sam nuzzled Kurt's neck again and pressed kisses below his ear. Gradually, Sam eased his hand from between them and pulled Kurt even closer to him so that Kurt straddled Sam again and his body was pressed against Sam's as close as Sam could get him.

"Do you doubt how beautiful you are to me?" Sam asked quietly.

Kurt pushed away just enough that he could stare into Sam's eyes. What Sam saw in Kurt's knotted his chest and made his throat ache. There was wonder. Amazement and a little confusion. As id Kurt truly couldn't comprehend why Sam thought he was so damn beautiful.

"Not anymore," Kurt said in a whisper. "I don't understand it, but when I look at you, I see it. I don't know what to do about it, but you've made me believe it."

Sam smiled then and ran his fingers through Kurt's hair before trailing his fingers down Kurt's cheek.

"You don't have to do anything." Sam said. "I just want you to see you the way I see you."

Kurt leaned forward and pressed his forehead to Sam's. His hands slid up Sam's neck and his thumbs brushed over Sam's jawline. Sam shivered at that tiny gesture. It was baffling what something so simple as Kurt's touch did to him.

"I wish everyone could see me the way you see me."

Sam heard the pain and regret in Kurt's statement. It said so much more than just the simple words. There was a wealth of meaning, and, not for the first time, Sam realized there was so much more to the man he loved than what the public saw.

Sam kissed Kurt, just a simple touch of his lips, more than a comforting gesturethan one to inspire lust. Sam had felt lust, and this wasn't it. It was pure and simple love. And Sam simply held Kurt tight while Kurt regained his bearings. Sam sat and enjoyed the feel of Kurt in his arms.

'If only we could stay like this forever.' Sam thought, stroking Kurt's long back.