The ride back to Sebastian's dorm passes in a blur. Kurt doesn't quite recall what happened, or how long the line was to get signed into his building. He doesn't remember the elevator ride up or Sebastian struggling to type his passcode onto the keyboard of his doorknob.
What Kurt does remember is how immediately after opening up his door, Sebastian turned around and took his shirt off. He then proceeded to take off Kurt's.
Everything Kurt thought about Sebastian's body is true. His muscles don't bulge out, but they're there, strong and defiant under Sebastian's skin. He has almost no fat on him, just solid muscle making itself known on his slim figure. They're still standing in the entryway, but Kurt can't help but feel up and down Sebastian's chest and stomach.
"I gotta take my wallet out of my pants," Sebastian pants.
"Me, too," Kurt replies.
Kurt throws his wallet and his cell phone onto Sebastian's dresser, and then leans against Sebastian's bed so he can take his shoes and socks off before pulling his pants down. He's left in only a pair of skintight, black boxer briefs.
He looks over at Sebastian, who is still completely dressed from the waist down.
"Well?" Kurt says, annoyed.
Sebastian immediately unbuttons his pants and tries to pull them down, but they get stuck around his ankles because of his shoes.
"Fuck," Sebastian says to himself.
"That's the point," Kurt replies, hopping onto the bed and sitting here. "Hurry up."
"Yeah. Yeah," Sebastian gasps, eventually pulling his jeans free and kicking everything to the floor.
Afterwards he stumbles onto the bed, on top of Kurt, and immediately leans down for a kiss. He brackets his arms next to Kurt's head and leans his body down. Kurt can feel the heat of Sebastian warming him up, can feel the heavy weight of Sebastian's cock as it brushes his own.
He wraps his arms around Sebastian's back and pushes himself up a bit, taking control over the kiss. Then he sits up and quickly pushes Sebastian to the side, maneuvering him so Sebastian's sitting up and Kurt is straddling his lap.
"I want to ride you," Kurt says.
"Uh. Yeah. Yes. Yes," Sebastian says, breathless, as his arms encircle Kurt's waist. "I have condoms in my side table."
Sebastian leans over, Kurt still in his lap, and opens up a drawer on his bedside table, pulling out a condom and putting it on the bed, before grabbing a bottle of lube.
He places that on the bed, too, and then gently fingers the waistband of Kurt's boxer briefs, looking up into Kurt's eyes and silently asking permission.
Kurt nods, and he has to get up so that Sebastian can pull them off, so he lies down on his back next to Sebastian and lets Sebastian slowly push them down, bending Kurt's leg and pulling them off. Then he slides his hand up Kurt's thigh, and Kurt breaks out into goosebumps.
"Your turn," Kurt says.
Sebastian pulls his own off unceremoniously while Kurt watches. Afterwards Sebastian drapes himself over Kurt and grabs the lube, squeezing a dollop of it into his hand.
"Just for the record," he says to Kurt, "I'm drunk, but I'm not that drunk. Okay?"
Kurt nods. "Same," he says. "Now fuck me, please."
"I really wanna blow you. But I guess I'll just do that next time," Sebastian says matter of fact. Then he takes his finger and slowly pushes inside Kurt.
He thrusts it in and out a few times, but adds a second one before Kurt can even ask.
"You almost ready?" Sebastian asks from above Kurt.
"One more," Kurt says, voice tight. He opens his legs wider, allowing Sebastian more room. "Fuck, you're so good at this."
Sebastian adds a third finger, slowly teasing his way inside of Kurt, and Kurt can't hold back his moans. It's a little painful, but in a pleasant and satisfactory way. He loves the burn, and its edge is cut off from the alcohol he consumed earlier in the night. He can feel its effects wearing off, instead being replaced by the heady feeling of want and lust and sex sex sex.
"Okay, I'm ready. Stop, Sebastian," Kurt says.
Sebastian pulls his fingers out slowly and fists himself for a few seconds, getting the lube on his cock. Then he grabs the condom and tries to open it, fumbling with his slippery hand.
Kurt puts them both out of their misery and grabs the condom from Sebastian, opening it himself. He pinches the tip and slides it down Sebastian's length. It's a lot longer than Kurt expected, and a bit thinner than his own, and, most surprisingly…
"Sebastian," Kurt whispers, voice gravelly.
"Wha?" Sebastian asks.
"Sebastian. Are you...are you uncut?" Kurt asks, his jaw dropping.
"Oh! Oh. Yeah. You can tell?"
Kurt gives Sebastian's cock a few experimental tugs, and watches as the foreskin pulls up when Kurt's hand does.
"So hot," Kurt moans, and he can already feel himself salivating. He's on his way down to blow Sebastian when Sebastian grabs his shoulder and stops him.
"Blow jobs next time, remember? I wanna fuck you now."
"Yeah," Kurt says, still staring transfixed at Sebastian's dick. "So hot," he murmurs to himself.
He's never had sex with someone who was uncut.
Kurt sits up and watches as Sebastian adjusts himself so he's sitting against the wall on the small, Twin XL bed, and the he straddles him.
He watches as Sebastian grabs his own dick to help Kurt as Kurt slowly pushes down on it, squeezing Sebastian's shoulders for support and comfort.
"Fuck," Kurt groans when he's finally seated. Sebastian runs his hands up and down Kurt's sides lightly while Kurt adjusts to the feeling, his head nestled in the crook of Sebastian's shoulder.
"You good?" Sebastian asks.
Kurt answers by moving up, feeling the slide of Sebastian's dick inside of him. He thrusts up and down slowly before picking up speed, using Sebastian's shoulders as leverage. Kurt closes his eyes and throws his head back, wishing more than anything that he could grab onto his own cock so he'd have something to thrust up into. But that requires coordination, and right now Kurt is falling apart.
"You feel so good," Sebastian keeps muttering, but Kurt is hardly paying attention, because he's close and he doesn't want it to end yet.
"I'm-I'm close," he moans, scratching his one hand down Sebastian's chest. "Are you?"
Sebastian just groans in response and begins thrusting up into Kurt. The pressure and the speed is enough to take Kurt to the edge, but not enough to push him over.
"I need, I need you to touch my dick," he says unintelligently, still barely able to open his eyes.
Sebastian stops thrusting and, in a quick maneuver, flips them around with Kurt still seated firmly inside him. With Kurt in his new position on his back and Sebastian pushing into him, Kurt now has his hands free to touch himself. It doesn't take long until he's coming, three, four, five strands hitting his chest and stomach as he groans out, his voice pitched high.
Sebastian keeps fucking into Kurt, grunting softly above him, before coming as well. His thrusts slow down as he works his way through it, pulling out of Kurt before he gets soft.
He ties the condom up silently, and Kurt watches as he places it in the trash can at the end of his bed before collapsing partially on top of Kurt.
"That was so good," Sebastian says tiredly.
"Go turn the lights off," Kurt murmurs, exhaustion overtaking him.
"But it's so far away," Sebastian states.
Kurt pushes him lightly, and Sebastian stumbles the two feet to the light switch, flicking it off while Kurt grabs the covers that have been kicked to the end of the bed and are half falling off.
"Do you need to be up at a certain time?" Sebastian asks Kurt, standing right in front of him.
"Ugh, yes. I have class at ten. My alarm is set. What time is it now?"
Sebastian presses the home button on Kurt's phone, and the screen lights up the dark room.
"One-thirty-ish," he states.
"Ugh," Kurt groans, turning onto his stomach and burying his head in Sebastian's pillows.
"Your phone is almost dead. I'll plug it in for you," Sebastian says.
"What about your phone?" Kurt asks.
"I don't have class until noon. I'll charge it in the morning. Scoot over."
Sebastian steps gently into bed as Kurt turns onto his side, his back to the wall. Sebastian falls in effortlessly next to him, pulling the blanket up. Kurt wraps his arm over Sebastian's hip, spooning against his back and falling asleep.