Kurt woke highly refreshed from the past events. Yeah, his thighs hurt, his ass was sore but it felt amazing. He felt like he'd had the best sleep with the accompanied dream. He took the video and walked out quietly to the showers, the sun coming in from the high windows actually hurting his eyes.
He smiled at Chandler who was fingering his ass, pulling out cum and letting it fall to the floor. "Least favorite bit of this shitty ass job. Condoms breaking." He whispered, head down.
Kurt frowned, eyes furrowed. "Does that happen often?"
"No… But when it does we get paid. A lot." He said stretching a bit before using a small douche like bottle and squirted it into himself.
"Oh… Okay." He whispered before turning on the hot water.
"Don't worry, Kurt. It's all good." The blond said, draining multicolored water onto the floor, the liquid draining away.
"Just… Worrisome. Is it important to wash it out?"
"Old guy jizz, not pleasant to think about." Chandler said, his bright eyes blinking and Kurt flushed, unsure what to think.
Kurt dressed after his shower and waved to the blond before exiting and heading home. When he got there Adam had disappeared, probably out dealing. He sighed, put the video into the DVD player and laid on the couch. He grabbed the remote and opened a bottle of water, having locked the door in precaution to his boyfriend coming home at some point.
It started with a few bits with Charlie rearranging him on the bed. His videos were slowly becoming similar, plenty of males seemed to be becoming regulars, he noticed them night after night but the new one. He froze on the picture where the man had come in and went to his side instantly. He tilted his head and clicked play, watching how gently he was moved onto his back, the male fluffing his pillow and laying him back.
The kisses were what killed Kurt, the soft, gently presses of lips over his body. ALL of his body, armpits, elbows, knees, calves. Every part of his body, shaved neatly was kissed and touched and he gasped, stopping to rewind and watched it again. Then the teeth! He touched his neck, gasping, eyes closed as he felt the tiniest of indents and shivered from the video of the man licking him like a kitten.
As he gave a slow, sweet kiss to Kurt he declothed leaving Kurt hard. He looked at his cock then back at the video, rubbing himself through his pants, shaking his head and ridding himself of the damned clothes.
It was half an hour of this massage of hands and kisses, knowing if he'd been awake, he would have whined about the teasing. He noticed, the entire time Sebastian never said a word, a grunt, nothing. He tilted his head and gasped as the man slid his cock into him, but it was so slow, so sweet and caring… Kurt groaned, eyes shut. "FUCK!" He hissed, toes curling.
It was a few minutes of gentle thrusts and then suddenly the only noise, so quiet Kurt nearly missed it, was a grunt. The man on the video came and it wasn't until he gently took care of Kurt, cleaning him up and rearranging him that Kurt's hand fastly pumping his cock clenched just as he shot all over his chest. "Fuck." He whispered and heard the whisper. "Oh… He's…" Kurt blinked and smiled, pausing, rewinding to watch his own little porn again and again.