Author's Note: This chapter has some descriptions of sexual acts. Figured I'd put that in as a warning, even though the rating is M. Also, I don't know much at all about New York geography. For the sake of this story, NYU isn't far from where Kurt goes to school/lives.

As always, I own nothing!

Chapter 3: A Little More Conversation

For the first time in months, Kurt felt that his life was returning to some sense of normalcy. Classes were tough, but he was getting into a routine that made him believe he could handle being at NYADA. He was spending time with Rachel (when she was around; ever since she started to see Brody, her time has become extremely limited) and making some friends on campus (even considering joining a musical group on campus, despite what Rachel and Brody say). Oddly enough, he thought, it's the conversations he would've thought abnormal that have given him normalcy.

Kurt and his online chat partner (friend? Kurt wasn't sure how to define the relationship, or relationship was even the right word) talked over the computer maybe one or two times a week over the past two and half months. Kurt still didn't know much, personally, about the person he's been talking with. The guy seemed more than OK with the fact that Kurt wasn't ready to give out any information that could reveal his identity, and Kurt wasn't going to ask something he wouldn't provide in return. The only things they knew about one another was each of them was a college student, and Kurt knew this guy went to NYU (Kurt didn't tell him he went to NYADA). Since no names were exchanged, Kurt was internally referring to this guy as Nat (he shortened NewAtThis).

It was surprising even to Kurt how much he opened up about himself, despite feeling like he shared exactly no information. He was participating in conversations that, in the past, would've had him turning shades of red he thought unimaginable and forcing him to stick his fingers in his ears and scream as he ran out of the room. He sat back and was reading through some of the chat history. About a month ago, Nat started asking Kurt about sex toys:

NewAtThis: You ever use anything to help you in the bedroom . . . you know, any toys or anything?

BroadwayBound: No. Definitely no. I'm shocked that I'm even able to sit here and have a conversation with someone about sex toys. I'm really just opening myself up (no pun intended – see, I'm even learning to make jokes) to all of these things. What about you?

NewAtThis: A few times. I have a fleshlight (Kurt was proud of himself that he at least knew what one of them was). Actually, I have two. I've used one on myself a few times. I'd actually like to use the other one on a guy sometime. You know, have him tied up and maybe get him off that way.

BroadwayBound: Wow, that actually sounds kind of hot. How did you end up with two?

NewAtThis: I had actually bought one myself. First sex toy I ever purchased. Got one from a few of my friends at college for my birthday. I think they thought it would embarrass me. Little did they know that I was extremely happy to have a second one.

BroadwayBound: I can certainly relate to the idea of having friends buying something like that in hopes of embarrassing you. I can think of a few friends that I have who would love nothing more than to completely humiliate me by getting me that. And, they know it would. The thought is actually making me blush right now.

NewAtThis: You're blushing? That's cute (Kurt was wondering if Nat was trying to flirt with him). I've bought some other "regular" sex toys, like a vibrating wand. It's like a massager for your dick. It's actually kinda hot. Have a cock ring too (never used that one on myself; saving that for a lucky guy. Haha). I also bought some bondage stuff, like cuffs and a blindfold. But, I like to use stuff you can find around your place, like neckties and duct tape. For me, it adds a hotness to it.

BroadwayBound: Nice collection.

Kurt continued skimming through the conversations, stopping on one from about two weeks ago. Nat had excitedly told Kurt that he was meeting up with a guy he had been chatting with on the site. They had gone out for coffee (Nat told Kurt he had been encouraged by others on the site to meet in a public place first and talk about boundaries before setting any type of meeting up) and agreed to meet that upcoming Saturday. Nat had told Kurt that the guy was cute, about six-foot tall, blond hair, swimmer, 21-years old. The guy had been interested in getting tied up and played with. According to Nat, they had already agreed to not having sex (but still talked about safety and how both had recently been tested and were clean), but wanted to have some fun together. Nat told Kurt that he'd message him that Sunday to tell him all about it.

NewAtThis: Holy shit, man, yesterday was so hot!

BroadwayBound: Do tell. In as many graphic details as possible, of course.

NewAtThis: We met at the hotel room, like we agreed (Nat explained that his dorm room wouldn't work and the other guy lived with roommates). We decided to do this fake break-in scene. He was pretending to sleep and I was sneaking in. I climbed on top of him and as soon as he "woke up," I clamped my hand down over his mouth.

BroadwayBound: Great start.

NewAtThis: I told him to shut up and do what he was told. He told me he wanted me to be a little verbal, that it turned him on. How hot is that?

BroadwayBound: I think I can relate to that.

NewAtThis: You're getting dirtier, aren't you? Haha. He told me to just take what I wanted, and as I grabbed my handcuffs out, I told him I planned to. I cuffed his wrists behind his back and flipped him onto his back so that we were staring at one another. I then leaned over and gave him this long, hot kiss. Dude, I thought I was going to explode right then.

(Kurt just wanted to let him keep talking, as he was getting incredibly turned on)

Broadway Bound: You just keep typing. I'm enjoying the story.

NewAtThis: I took his shoes and socks off, then took his jeans off. He was already shirtless, so he was just in his boxer briefs. Man, his body was phenomenal. I took his shoelaces out and used them to tie his ankles together. I honestly just had to stand back for a minute and admire him. Should've gone to more swim meets in high school. Haha. I could see his dick was so hard and thought it was going to pop out of his underwear.

I decided to join him and took off everything but my boxers. He broke character and told me I had a great body. That made me feel good. I've always been a little self-conscious about my body, but that just made me want him more. He had told me that he was into feet and wanted me to put them in his face. I wasn't sure about it, but figured "what the hell?" At first, I just started rubbing them in his face, but then he started to suck my toes! Licked by soles too! Wanna know something?

BroadwayBound: What?

NewAtThis: That seriously turned me the fuck on. I think I may have a foot fetish now. Haha. I then climbed back on top of him and we started kissing some more and dry humping. I then grabbed the roll of duct tape I bought and slapped a piece over his mouth. Never realized how hot it was to just hear the sound of tape being ripped off the roll, knowing it's gonna shut some hot guy up. Once he was gagged, I laid down next to him and started playing with him. I was pinching his nipples and rubbing his crotch. I started whispering in his ear that I was gonna make him my bitch (just part of the game. Already told you we weren't going to have sex, and we didn't). That just turned him on more and he was moaning so freaking hard into the tape. That sound is great.

(Kurt realized that Cody had told him the same thing, but he was so turned on by Nat's story that he didn't care. He also didn't care that he was getting off while typing).

NewAtThis: Finally, I pulled his boxer briefs down. And I was not disappointed. He was packing down there. I took my underwear off too and really had some fun with him. I pressed my dick up against his taped lips. I think he was actually fighting to get the tape off his lips. I turned around and started tracing my finger right near his cock. I even pressed my foot against his taped mouth. Teasing this guy was hot. I then sat on him and jerked off. Took me no time to get off. Haha. Eventually got him off too. Best, though, was I took a shower and left him tied. I was nice enough to untie him and let him shower too.

(Kurt had just finished climaxing himself as Nat's story came to an end)

Kurt didn't even realize how turned on he was just rereading that conversation. He reached down and grabbed himself, stroking quickly. He wasn't sure if he'd admit it, but this tended to happen during most of the conversations that he had with Nat. This time, he was even imagining himself in some of the situations Nat had described. Surprisingly, though, whenever Kurt fantasized, he couldn't really picture anyone in the role of Nat. It would be too weird to think about Blaine or his friends, and he refused to let himself think of Cody, so it was more of a mysterious figure. Maybe, he though, that made it a bigger turn on.

In no time, Kurt had blown his load. He cleaned himself up and continued to a conversation that just happened a few days ago.

NewAtThis: Have you ever been in love?

BroadwayBound: This is certainly a change from the usual smut we talk about.

NewAtThis: Sorry if that was a little forward. I've just been thinking about it a lot lately.

BroadwayBound: What brought this on?

NewAtThis: Not sure. Maybe it's finally having met up with someone. It was super hot and I'd do it again in a heartbeat. Can't help but think, though, that I would like to fall in love one day. Wondering if the two can mesh.

BroadwayBound: Wow . . .

NewAtThis: What? Is this stupid?

BroadwayBound: No, not at all. It's something that I've been thinking about myself. I think that's one of the main reasons that I even joined this site and started looking for stuff and talking with people. But, to answer your question, I was in love before.

(Even as he sent the message, Kurt was shocked that he had revealed such a personal piece of information about himself, as he had been so guarded before. Maybe his guard was coming down, he thought. And he seemed OK with that.

NewAtThis: Was? Not anymore?

BroadwayBound: No. We broke up shortly after I started college. We were growing apart, and then he cheated on me. It hurt like hell and I thought I might hate him forever, but we started talking before the holidays, and we are hoping to salvage a friendship.

NewAtThis: I'm sorry that happened. Glad you're trying to be friends. That's good.

BroadwayBound: I may be presumptuous here, but I'm assuming that you haven't been?

NewAtThis: No. I thought I was in love with someone in high school, but I wasn't even really out yet. I don't think that was love. I've hooked up with a couple guys once I got to college, but that's about it. Can I ask you another personal question?

BroadwayBound: I'll be honest, you can ask, but not sure I'll answer

NewAtThis: That's fair. Haha. Did you always know you were gay?

BroadwayBound: I think everyone always knew I was gay. I was a walking stereotype for much of my life. I think I used to look at that as a bad thing, but I think it helped shape who I am today. And while my life wasn't always easy (especially with the way I was treated in high school), I'm happy with where it's gotten me. What about you?

NewAtThis: I knew you'd ask me back. Not really sure how to answer that question. I was a walking cliché in another way -

Kurt noticed a new message pop up from Nat.

NewAtThis: Hey, man, what's up?

BroadwayBound: Not much. Just surfing the net, I guess.

NewAtThis: You know that's just code for jerking off to porn on the 'net.

BroadwayBound: You can call it whatever you want.

NewAtThis: It's cool. Can I be honest with you about something?

Kurt had no clue what was going to pop up on his screen next.

NewAtThis: I've jerked off to our conversations. Like a lot. A whole fucking lot.

Kurt was blushing, but also giggling, all things considered.

BroadwayBound: Well, I can't say that I haven't done the same. I also can't say that I didn't just do that a little while ago.

NewAtThis: Rereading when I told you about my meet-up, huh?

BroadwayBound: Yeah

NewAtThis: Hot, man. I've gotten off to rereading that (and replaying it in my head) so many times, and it was just a few weeks ago. OK, so I'm going to ask you another question, and I'll totally be cool with any answer you give me.

Kurt felt like he knew where this was heading.

NewAtThis: Can I see what you look like?

That wasn't exactly what Kurt thought he was going to ask (he thought Nat was going to ask for a meet-up), but it was still something that gave Kurt a cause for concern. He wasn't sure how ready he was to face anyone, even if it was just to talk.

BroadwayBound: Um . . .

NewAtThis: It's cool, man. I'm just interested in seeing what you look like. That's why I didn't want to ask for a meet-up.

Kurt would have been lying to himself if he said he wasn't interested in seeing what Nat looked like. It might be nice to put a face with the fantasy.

NewAtThis: I guess I'll try one more avenue. You have Skype, right?

BroadwayBound: Yes

NewAtThis: We can Skype for a few minutes. Hell, we can even just wave to one another and then sign off.

Kurt thought about it. Was he ready to make the next plunge? He realized he had shared a lot of information about himself. And, while NYU wasn't too far from NYADA, Nat had no clue where Kurt went to school, so the odds of them running into one another were probably pretty slim.

BroadwayBound: I guess we can do that. Just give me a few minutes.

NewAtThis: No problem. Lemme know when you're ready.

Kurt needed a minute or two to not only compose himself, but to create a new account. Using the "BroadwayBound" handle, Kurt created a new profile (putting in zero information about himself), not wanting any of his personal information connected.

BroadwayBound: OK, what's your name.

Nat gave Kurt his name and Kurt put it into his profile. He found his hands shaking once again as he nervously clicked the video call button. It rang twice before Kurt was notified that Nat accepted. Due to a small lag, Kurt knew his face would pop up onto Nat's screen a few seconds before Nat's face would come onto Kurt's. The sound, however, was working on both ends. Before an image could come onto Kurt's screen, he heard a voice from other side of the computer say, "Kurt?"

That's it for chapter 3. I have an idea of where I want the next chapter(s) to go, but don't have anything written out yet. Any comments or suggestions, please feel free to review or message me. Thanks!