A/N: Okay, here it is as promised. Hope you guys enjoy. And thanks for all the reviews and alerts. It makes me happy.

What Do You Suppose Would Happen?

Chapter Three

Kurt took his time finding the perfect music to play. It was not only important to set the right mood, but he also wanted to mask any sounds they might make. He shivered at that thought. Was he actually going to have sex with Finn Hudson?

It seemed impossible, and yet Finn had been so sincere when he told Kurt how he felt. He knew the taller boy really cared about him, and it warmed his heart. He loved Finn even more-if that was possible.

He had dreamed about this for so long… and not just having sex with Finn but actually being with him. And now it was all coming true.

Finn was sitting in the chair watching him. As Kurt moved toward the door, the other boy stood up, looked down nervously, and then sat down again.

Although Kurt was very nervous, seeing Finn so unsure of himself made him feel better. Kurt locked the door and then turned back toward Finn.

"Won't they think something's up if the door is locked?" Finn asked.

"Better for them to suspect what we might be doing than to walk in on what we will be doing," Kurt said.

"Good point," Finn replied, obviously uneasy at the thought of his mom walking in on them. He was again studying his hands as if his life depended on it.

"Finn?" Kurt walked over to him, standing between his open legs. Since Finn was sitting, Kurt was taller than him, although not by much. "I'm nervous, too," he whispered before kissing Finn softly on the lips. Finn pulled Kurt closer as the kiss deepened.

Kurt slid his hands into Finn's hair as he explored his mouth. He wasn't sure which one of them moaned… maybe both. He let one hand roam down Finn's bare back. Kurt's shirt had been discarded, and he was enjoying the feel of Finn's hands on his skin, immensely.

Suddenly, Finn stood up pulling Kurt roughly up against him. The feeling of being pressed against the other boy was amazing. The friction was impossible, and he wanted more of it. Soon he knew he would lose all ability to think clearly, and there was something he needed to do before that happened.

Finn protested as Kurt pulled out of his grasp. The taller boy was breathing rapidly as he tried to find his voice. "Kurt?"

"I need to ask you something, Finn… before we get too far."

"Okay… what?"

"Do you have any protection with you?"

"You mean like a condom?"

"Yes… exactly."

"Yeah, I.. a… have some from when…" He hesitated, not looking at Kurt.

"From when you were with Santana?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I'm glad you had them, Finn… but did you use them? With Santana, I mean? No offense, but I don't want to catch anything." He tried not to sound bitchy, but he wasn't sure he pulled it off very well. The whole Santana thing was still a sore spot for him.

"God, Kurt," Finn said irritably. "You act like I had sex with half the school. It was just Santana."

"Just Santana." Kurt said, putting his hands on his hips. "Think about it Finn. You had sex with just Santana, but how many people has she slept with?"

"She made it sound like a lot…" Finn mumbled.

"Exactly, now think about all the people those people had sex with… Puck alone… would make it half the town. And then all the people those people slept with… So basically, Finn, it's like you had sex with all of those people…"

"That's just… disgusting, Kurt."

"Exactly my point, Finn. And if any of them had a disease and didn't use a condom… "

"Kurt," Finn interrupted before he could really get started. "I used a condom with Santana."

"Oh… okay, good."

"You know Kurt, sometimes you can really be …" He hesitated, trying to think of the right word.

"Fastidious? Meticulous?" Kurt supplied.

"Prissy."

Kurt gave him a pointed look. "Finn… You see how particular I am about my skin? Does this really surprise you?"

"I guess not," Finn said with a smile.

Although the mood lightened somewhat, their earlier mood was definitely gone. Kurt was really hoping they could get it back.

"Finn?" he asked moving closer.

"What?"

He placed his hand on Finn's chest. "Are we still going to …?"

"I don't know, Kurt. I'm kind of grossed out right now. I keep thinking about all those people."

"You just need to think about something else, Finn," he said kissing Finn's chest.

"I'm trying, Kurt. But it's stuck in my head now."

Kurt looked up at the other boy. Finn was just staring ahead. He guided Finn's face so he was looking at him. "Well, think of me. And everything we're going to do together."

Finn smiled shyly, as Kurt kissed him once again.

"Let's lay down," Kurt said, steering him toward the bed. Finn didn't protest as Kurt stretched out and beckoned for Finn to follow.

Once they were settled, Kurt kissed him again. Finn responded by sweeping his tongue inside his mouth, but it was not as enthusiastic as Kurt would have liked. He knew he would have to distract Finn from his earlier thoughts.

"Finn? Tell me about your sex dream."

"What? No."

"Why not, Finn?"

"It wasn't like a fantasy. It was a dream, Kurt. I had no control over it."

"I know. Was it about cowboys?"

"What? No…. it was about you… and when I woke up, I was kind of upset … and oh my God… I was so … hard. It was painful."

Kurt really wanted to know about that dream.

"So tell me about it?" he coaxed.

"I can't, Kurt. It's embarrassing. And it was a very strange dream."

"And yet… you're getting hard just thinking about it, aren't you?"

Finn looked at him in surprise. "Stop doing that… Kurt. It's like you're reading my mind, and it's kind of freaking me out."

"Finn, I want to know. Please tell me."

"But what if you don't like me anymore? I wasn't very nice to you, Kurt."

"It was just a dream, Finn. You're very sweet and wonderful, and nothing in a dream is going to change that."

Kurt could tell the minute Finn had made up his mind. He gave Kurt a half smile and kissed him softly before beginning his story.

"We were all in the music room, and I was singing Hello, I Love You… by the Doors. All the girls were looking at me like I was lunch or something and they were starving. And," he added sheepishly, "so were you, Kurt."

"That's not really surprising, Finn… You were so hot when you were singing that song. But… go on."

"None of the other guys were there, but I didn't think that was strange at the time. Suddenly the girls came at me, all at once. I realized then that they were going to eat me. They were all zombies, and they were on me… grabbing at me…"

"This doesn't sound like a sex dream, Finn. It sounds more like a horror movie…"

"Cuz I'm not to that part yet, Kurt."

"Sorry, go on."

"Anyway, they were all on me and suddenly you started singing. It was this high pitched screech…"

"I do not screech when I sing…" Kurt said giving Finn an evil glare.

"Just a dream, Kurt," he reminded him, and Kurt closed his mouth.

"Anyway… all the girls exploded into dust. It was kinda cool and freaky all at the same time."

Kurt smiled at this. He had destroyed all of the girls in Finn's life with his voice. That was very cool.

"And then what happened?" he asked.

"Well, they were all gone, and it was just you and me. And I know I should have been grateful, Kurt cuz they were going to eat me, but for some reason I was mad… really mad at you, Kurt."

He looked at Kurt worried he would be upset, but Kurt just nodded for him to continue.

"I started yelling at you… to stop interfering in my life and to just leave me alone. You looked surprised, but I didn't care. I grabbed your shirt and slammed you against the wall."

He paused then watching Kurt's reaction.

"I would never really do that, Kurt. I know how much you care about your clothes."

But Kurt wasn't thinking about his clothes. He was imagining Finn pushing him against the wall, powerless to do anything… and he had to admit, it was turning him on.

He just nodded once again for Finn to continue.

"I had your shoulders pinned against the wall… I was so mad at you but I was also… kind of turned on. You just looked at me calmly and said, 'I don't know what you want from me, Finn.'"

"So I… I… pushed my body up against you so you could feel my… " he paused, looking embarrassed. "Well, you know…"

And Kurt did know, and those thoughts were playing havoc with his body.

"I was almost out of my mind … I wanted you so much, but you didn't have any reaction at all. It made me even more frustrated and angry. Then you said to me, 'You need to show me what you want, Finn.'"

"'This is what I want, Kurt,' I said… and I reached down and grabbed your…" he hesitated once again.

"Say it, Finn."

"I… I… grabbed your… cock," he whispered.

Kurt closed his eyes, trying to gain control of his body. He took slow deep breaths and then opened his eyes once again.

Finn was watching him. "When I squeezed, I realized you were just as aroused as I was. You closed your eyes for a minute… like you did just now… and when you opened them again, you seemed like you didn't care anymore. 'Really?' you said as you put your hand over mine. 'This is what you want?' and you moved my hand up and down so that we were both rubbing your … cock, and you were getting harder and harder. "

Kurt didn't know how much more he could take… watching Finn's face as he told him about his dream, along with listening to his voice was erotic enough but when you added in the imagery… The only thing better would be the actual feel of Finn… but he couldn't go there. Not if he wanted to hear the rest of the dream.

"And then you said as you pushed even harder against my hand, 'Finn, do you even know what to do with this? Do you even know where to put it?' I didn't say anything even though I had a pretty good idea. 'How can you know that this is what you want, Finn, if you've never even felt it?' And before I could figure out what you meant, you undid your jeans and placed my hand down your pants."

The look Finn gave him was intense. "Your cock was hot… and throbbing. I had never felt anything so wonderful or wanted anything so much, Kurt."

Kurt couldn't say anything. The desire, the confusion, the frustration… he could see everything reflected in Finn's eyes, and he was captivated by the sight.

"And then I woke up. And I was alone… and frustrated. I was aching … and I wanted you… so much. "

"What did you do, Finn?" he asked. He knew the answer, but he wanted to hear Finn say it.

"I thought of you… pretended you were there with me… touching me, stroking me… it didn't take long. And afterwards, I felt so alone, Kurt." Finn looked sad, lost in his memory. "The dream had been so real, so intense. I hadn't even let myself think of anything past kissing you before and now… I wanted everything… anything from you. The worse thing was, Kurt, the last few weeks you had been so upset at me. You acted like you didn't want to even be around me."

"Hey, Finn," Kurt said, touching his face. "I'm here now. And I want you so much." Kurt pulled Finn closer as he kissed him sweetly.

"Kurt…" Finn replied. "I just… I need you. Please…" He placed his hand on the back of Kurt's neck, his thumb rubbing gently over the pulse in Kurt's throat.

Everything was so intense; Finn looked about ready to cry. It was overwhelming, and Kurt realized that he needed to lighten things up a bit. He just wanted to see Finn smile.

"Anything, Finn," he replied with a smile. "I want to make you happy."

Finn smiled in return and kissed his once again.

As Finn pulled back, Kurt took the other boy's hand and placed it on his still throbbing erection.

"And now Finn," he said breathlessly, "if you don't mind. I'd like to hear those ideas you had … on where to put this."