XVIII
~ Intimate Twilight ~
"Why did you run from me?" asked the man before Kurt, his voice dead serious as any as his hazel eyes bore into pools of blue. His stance was defiant, grounded, and steady. He wasn't going to go anywhere until the question was answered and as a result, Kurt could only flicker his mind for an answer that wouldn't render the situation worse, though it was difficult. Noah was suddenly here in his doorway, without any prior warning, here, his mood festering with anger. "I saw you Kurt, and I saw the little fake ass game of tag your friends were playing. I guess that was meant to distract me? Nice going."
"Well I couldn't very well greet you in public with Quinn on your arm and your siblings in tow after what we've been doing behind their backs now could I, and considering how we left things, I wouldn't have thought you'd even have acknowledged me if I had," replied Kurt sarcastically. "I may have run from you Noah, but so did you, and you left a mark behind when you did. Want to know whose skid marks those belong to outside? You. Once you kicked me to the curb, you sped off and now every time I leave or enter my apartment, I'm reminded of what you did, because there they are."
"Are you saying this is all my fault?" asked Noah incredulously as he pointed to his chest in annoyance, his voice rising towards the end. Kurt didn't want to begin accusing anyone. He didn't want to name names but technically, Noah had been the one to start it all. Even if Kurt hadn't said what he ought to have said, slicing open this gash in their affair, Noah hadn't reacted well and had therefore made it worse by further ripping it open to the state it was in now. "Fuck you Kurt, you're the one who lay there on that mat and didn't say anything! I threw myself out there and you left me to fall as if my feelings didn't mean shit!"
"I didn't leave you to fall, I was still there. I stayed with you."
"Yeah, and your plan on having sex afterwards was supposed to make me what? Forget? Another one of your fucking distractions?"
"Noah, your feelings do mean something to me, I just... I-"
"You just don't love me, I get it. Maybe if you did you'd understand."
"For heaven's sake Noah, I'm sorry if I don't return you're affections, but we can't sync our feelings together!" Cried out Kurt in exasperation, turning away from the man and rushing into the refuge of his bedroom, Noah entering and closing door as he closely followed him. "It would be ideal, yes, but this is no rom-com movie or sappy TV show where characters just happen to be in love with each other at the same time! This is the real world, we live in reality and in it people fall in love at different stages! You fell for me first, but that doesn't mean I'm not still falling for you!"
"You're... you're what?" Muttered Noah, halting in the bedroom doorway as Kurt threw himself onto his bed. The man's anger seemed to dissipate with each passing second and he almost felt the need to lean on the doorway frame for support when he came to realize how stupid he'd been. He would hit himself repeatedly over the head for having overreacted. He had panicked and jumped to conclusions and now look at what it had cost him, emotional distress for both him and Kurt. All because he hadn't been patient. "Kurt... you're falling in love with me? Look at me. Look at me, Kurt!"
"Yes I am, Noah! Now what are you going to do? Not believe me, drive me off downtown, dispose of me on some street and then proceed to ignore me for days on end now that I've admitted such a thing too late?!" Shouted Kurt, his voice wavering as he sat upright form his bed and turned on Noah. "I've not fallen in love with you yet Noah, but I'm well on my way, and I'm sorry if I've ruined your naïve image of a Disney fairytale confession of love you were hoping for but I can't face heartbreak again! That's right, I've been in love before Noah, and my heart fucking broke because of it!"
"Kurt, I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't know. You never told me about this," whispered Noah, approaching Kurt slowly as the boy attempted to control his panting and shortness of breath. Though said boy could only look down and close his eyes as he tried desperately to compose himself, to gather up any shred of dignity he had left from revealing such a secret. However, feeling the dip in the mattress next to him, he looked up into the eyes of the man who desperately wanted to know what he had just admitted, for this was deep, a repressed memory that had been let loose. "When... when were you in love?"
"It was years ago when I was in high school, before I met Blaine and before I began to think with by head instead of my heart," began Kurt, whisking away stray hairs from around his face as Noah shuffled closer, settling himself comfortably near him. "Remember, when I told you about the huge crush I once had on a boy at my school? How I said I got a record amount of tardies just for waiting for him to meet me at my locker before morning homeroom? Well, that was all a lie. The boy didn't go to my school. He didn't live in my state. We didn't even know each other but yet I still fell for him. Noah... he was you."
"Me?" asked Noah, placing a hand over his chest and watching as Kurt stared down at his plushy duvet, his blue eyes unmoving until with a slight intake of breath, the boy nodded in confirmation. In response, Noah's own eyes could only widen in a mixture of unmitigated shock and jumping for joy like surprise. Kurt had once been in love with him, and by the sounds of it, not too long ago. He'd always been under the impression that neither of them had known what love was when they'd first met, but now they both did, and oh how it had brought emotional turmoil down upon them both. "Go on, Kurt. Please."
"Some time after seeing you on TV for the first time I knew I liked you, which grew into a crush and eventually, love," continued Kurt. "It was the oddest feeling and although it felt great at first, it hurt more. All those pictures of you with girls, stories about you clubbing with them and bringing them back home with you, it tore me apart. Not only because I wasn't one of them but because it reinforced how straight you were and how carelessly I had allowed my feelings to lead me on. I swore to myself there and then that I wouldn't allow my heart to lead me astray so easily again."
"But... I'm not straight Kurt. You know what I'm into."
"I didn't know that then, Noah. Nobody did, not even you."
"Yeah, but the girls, I didn't feel for them. They were just... there."
"That I knew, but it didn't stop being painful."
"Oh Kurt, come here," replied Noah as he held his arms out and guided the hesitant, delicately framed boy to reluctantly climb into his lap and rest his body against his chest, Kurt's head with a forest of chocolate locks laying in the crook of his neck. "You should have told me this. All those times when you were distant I always thought you didn't like me or you didn't want anything to do with me, like at the Padova, when you believed that story in the park and when I came to Lima to beg you to come back to me. I guess I could have understood you more if I'd known this. It wouldn't have made me so paranoid over you."
"I'm so sorry Noah for messing you around, but you have to understand. You're in love with me and after I didn't say it back, you felt pain, the pain of unrequited love and that was the same kind of pain I went through over you for a whole year until it left me," explained Kurt as he looked up at Noah. "After that, I didn't think the pleasure I got out from love was worth all that pain. It was too top heavy, so I hardened my heart, guarded my feelings and began to think sensibly with a clear head, though I kept the memory, just to remind me of what could happen if I ever went with my heart again."
"I made you suffer unrequited love for a whole year? Damn, how did you do it? How did you cope, Kurt? I mean what I've been feeling for the past few days has been properly painful, it fucking kills and to go through it for twelve months? I don't think I'd be able to do it," replied Noah. "However, through all this fucking pain I've learned that sometimes you just can't deny what the heart wants, Kurt, and if you do, it'll break and it will leave you hallow with your body as nothing but a shell. You're lucky you made it through in one piece but for me, my heart will have you or nothing. I love you, Kurt."
"Why?"
"You can't ask why about love."
"You can't?"
"No, Kurt. There is no questioning it, there is no explaining it and there is no reasoning with it, it's love."
"Well in that case, I better not stop falling back in love with you otherwise your heart is done for, and you have no idea how much more painful this love business can all get if I were to leave you for my own sake," whispered Kurt as Noah's smile that he had been sporting just a few seconds ago, disappeared in a flash so quick the boy knew his words had struck the man hard. To Noah, the idea of suffering pain more horrific than what he had gone through already according to Kurt, who had had first time experience with it all, was enough to whiten his tanned skin considerably. "Noah, are you alright?"
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. It's just... It's just now I know I'm never going to risk losing you again over something just because I was too impatient and stubborn for my own good," replied Noah. "It's probably why you felt the need to actually run from me back in the park, right? You said back at my place in the Hamptons that you ran from people you didn't like and after the way I treated you, no wonder you ran away. I deserved it, I was an asshole to you and I'm sorry. Knowing you put all that effort into trying to leave that park without me seeing you, it was as if my heart was being thrashed with a club, and I deserved it."
"I didn't run from you because I didn't like you Noah, I ran from you because the second I saw you with Quinn, I had to get out of there. Despite what you said to me about leaving her and what happened in the Hamptons, there you were laughing and smiling with her hand in yours as if you'd never known me," whispered Kurt. "All of you together conjured the perfect image of a perfect family, something I know you want in the future, and there I was on the sidelines reliving the guilt I had when Anita shouted at me. The other man, the home wrecking villain in your life play starring you and Quinn."
"Kurt, look at me. We're not going to have this discussion again, I won't let it happen. We broke up once over this and only after epically failing cold turkey did I get us back together. I don't want us to go through all that again, it was stressful enough," replied Noah determinedly as Kurt nodded in agreement. "Yes, I was with Quinn earlier this afternoon, but you've been on my mind for days Kurt, thinking did I go too fast, too far? Have I fucked up the best thing that's ever happened to me? But I was too pissed to call you, I was... Christ, I was fucked up."
"Really? Noah, I was thinking the same thing. God knows how long that silence would have gone on for if not for what happened today. I missed you so much," gushed Kurt, bringing his lips to Noah's and trying to make up for all the days that had passed without a single touch of affection. However, as he felt a drop of something on his cheek, he pulled back to notice Noah crying. His hazel eyes were watering and a tear had landed on Kurt's pale cheek, prompting the boy to lift a finger and remove another teardrop that escaped from those brimming eyes. "Noah, it's alright. I'm here, I'm right here."
"Good, because I missed you too and I don't want you to ever leave me Kurt... I beg you, don't leave me," pleaded Noah, his arms wrapping themselves ever more tightly around Kurt's waist before bringing him in closer for another crashing kiss. The boy could understand how valuable he was in Noah's life now that the man was in love with him. Love just did that to people. However, this love was different. Whilst Kurt's had been the result of his teenage hormones overdosing on puppy love, Noah's was purely unconditional, almost on the brink of desperation, loss being the ultimate defeat.
You tell me you're in love with me, like you can't take your greedy eyes away from me
It's not like I don't want to stay but every time you come too close I move away
I want to believe in everything that you say 'cause it sounds so good
But if you really want me, move slow, there's things about me you just have to know...
As Kurt had ended their fervent kiss and laid Noah's head to rest this time on his shoulder, the sound of music slowly began to rock the man out of his embarrassing blubbering state. Kurt was singing. He had removed his hand that had been on Noah's shoulder and had brought it to the man's head, starting at the top and bringing his palm down softly along Noah's buzz cut, skin on fine hair before finally resting at the nape of his neck where it sat their comfortably. Lifting his head from Kurt's shoulder, Noah looked straight into the boy's eyes and did not for a second stray his gaze. Kurt never ceased to amaze him sometimes. He just seemed so accomplished. He looked like an angel, he could dance like an angel, and now he could sing like an angel, a song that seemed so appropriate for what had transpired in this room tonight.
Sometimes I run, sometimes I hide, sometimes I'm scared of you but all I really want is to hold you tight
Treat you right, be with you day and night, baby all I need is time...
Re-wakening his hand as if it had fallen asleep on the slope of Noah's neck, Kurt slid it down to the front of the man's chest until it reached the area above his heart. Thump, thump, thump. It almost sounded steady but its movement, the feeling of its large size beating at a tempo surely considered unhealthy by a number of doctors was evidence to the contrary. In fact, both of their hearts had been racketing inside their rib cages since the first knock on Kurt's door and now that attention was brought to them, Kurt was now remembering why Noah's love muscle was one of the most romantic and intimate areas to even touch on the man's body. He could feel it beating and it brought him comfort knowing that whenever he positioned his hand even close to it, it would always quicken. There were as many loves as there were hearts. This was one of them.
I don't want to be so shy but every time I wonder why
I hope you'll wait for me because you'll see you're the only one for me
I want to believe in everything that you say 'cause it sounds so good
But if you really want me, move slow, there's things about me you just have to know...
Looking down at where Kurt had placed his hand over his chest, Noah glanced down at its final resting place before looking back up at Kurt and giving himself up, his whole being to that lovely voice. The boy was in his arms where he belonged. It should have been Kurt's hand in his in Central Park, playing tag, rolling around on the lawn until grass stains blemished their clothes and feeding each other ice cream in the summer sun until their bellies burst. It should have been Kurt, not Quinn and as Noah brought his attention back to the song, he felt Kurt remove his hand from his chest. Swooping in before it fell, the man quickly took a hold of it, brought it up to his lips and graced it with a kiss, his lips stroking over every single pale knuckle on Kurt's hand. The boy's voice quivered but recovered to end the song, a charmed smile gracing his face.
Just hang around and you'll see there's nowhere I'd rather be
If you love me, trust in me the way that I trust in you
Sometimes I run, sometimes I hide, sometimes I'm scared of you but all I really want is to hold you tight
Treat you right, be with you day and night, baby all I need is time
"Alright, if time is what you want Kurt, I'll give you it. I wish I didn't have to but I know you can't rush these things. Take as long as you want and if you ever want to sing to me again, don't hesitate, because I could listen to your fine pipes any day. Thanks," smiled Noah, wiping away the remaining tears from his eyes before bringing Kurt in for a thankful kiss, tongues swash buckling in their mouths as the man lowered the boy gently down onto the bed. "I love you Kurt. God damn, I love you so much, and if I somehow fuck up again in the future, promise me you won't leave me for it... please."
"Well I don't know. Depends on the 'fuck up' doesn't it."
"Kurt, I'm trying to be serious here."
"Super serious?"
"Kurt, please."
"Noah, since first meeting you at the Padova, we've come all this way. It hasn't been easy what with my morals conflicting with the matter of your engagement and you being who you are and all, but I want to be with you in spite of all that, and together we'll face it all head on," replied Kurt, looking up at the once tearful face above him. How could he bring himself to reject this poor rugged soul who looked as if he'd allowed love to eat him alive like some chew toy? He couldn't, Noah would die without him, and so he let their lips meet for a passionate kiss that said it all; I'm not going anywhere.
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Glee
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With the clink like ringing of the elevator bell and opening of the doors, Noah led Kurt with a hand in his into the small circular foyer. They'd spent half an hour snuggling on Kurt's bed whilst waiting for the boy's Mangia pizza to arrive, but when it had and before Kurt and his starving stomach could ravenously eat it whole with as little grace as a bloodthirsty wolf, Noah had suggested bringing it along to his place instead. There they had caught a cab in the night and arrived at the penthouse on the Upper East Side, of course now with only the crusts and crumbs of the pizza littering the inside of the box. Noah had laughed heartily at Kurt's appetite, finding it utterly adorable and now that they were finally here, the man unlocking his front door and opening it wide open for the boy to enter, he was looking forward for another kind of appetite to be fulfilled.
"Noah, tell me why we're here again," inquired Kurt as he anxiously stepped over the threshold and allowed his lover to close the door behind him. Switching on the lights, Noah made sure the whole place was well lit before coming to stand before Kurt once again, eying his nervous stance with a frown. Of course, now he remembered. The last time Kurt had been here, he'd been allegedly chased out by Anita. No wonder he was glancing around to see whether she would pop out like last time to go at him for round two. "I'm sorry, but I just don't thing coming here was a good idea."
"Don't worry babe, no one's here except you and I," soothed Noah as he lead Kurt on over into the living room and onto one of the comfortable couches by the fireplace. The man could still sense a noticeable amount of tension in Kurt's shoulders but and it only served to make him angrier at Anita. Sometimes he wished he'd never left Kurt alone that day. The boy had paid for Noah's poor hosting skills. "Anita went home hours ago, Jake and Sarah are at my mom's and Quinn's with Santana at Rachel's tonight. Something about convincing her not to do a nude scene for some amateur student musical film."
"Well, if you're going to go nude for anything, you have to make sure you're in the company of professionals who aren't going to screw you over. It's what my friend Artie said. He claimed student filmmakers can sometimes be the worst, and he's one himself, except not skeezy. I would know, he's filmed me before," explained Kurt as Noah looked at him with a mixture of jealous yet hungry wide eyes, causing Kurt to laugh. "Oh no, he didn't film me in the nude. It was just for those music videos that I told you about. I'll have to thank him some time though. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have become a model."
"You've never shown me these music videos, babe. I want to see them."
"Maybe someday, but for now you have in your arms the boy who was actually in them."
"I guess that can hold me over, but I bet those videos are hotter than Quinn's yoga videos."
"Speaking of Quinn, doesn't she live here? Won't she come back here once she's finished with the girls?"
"Nah, she's not coming home tonight. She's staying at Santana's place," answered Noah as he lifted a hand to stroke Kurt's soft hair, from the tip of his roots all the way down to end of each strand. "Kurt, Quinn does live here and I'm not going to lie, we do share a bed, but that's pretty much it. Our schedules conflict with each other's and so I don't see her all that often except for in the morning and in the evening. Today was just an open slot and it was her idea to go out so we did, but like I said my mind was always on you. How that afternoon ended just made me grow some balls to go and talk to you."
"And now that you have come and talked to me, what happens now?" asked Kurt anxiously, feeling the strokes of Noah's palm on his hair cease as their eyes met. The man had previously assured Kurt back in Lima that he'd leave Quinn for him. If he didn't stay truthful to his word, Kurt would feel as if he'd been led on under false pretenses and there had been enough ruptures in their affair to risk creating any more. In fact, now that Noah was in love, he had all the more reason to go through with it. "Noah? Are you going to talk to your mom about me? Are you still going to leave Quinn... for me?"
"Yeah Kurt, tomorrow I am going to talk to my mom and see what she says... but I want you there with me when I do. She'll think it's a joke at first but if you're there with me for when I come out to her, it'll prove that what we've got going on is real and serious. It'll make it just that much easier," explained Noah as Kurt nodded in agreement, his heart beating a little faster now that he realized they were actually going to do this. No one wanted this engagement, much less to a marriage of convenience. Only love belonged in marriage, not convenience. "We're going to do this thing Kurt, together, you and I."
"That's all I ever wanted to hear," breathed Kurt, smiling gratefully before leaning in and planting a supple kiss on Noah's lips. There they lingered until eventually pulling away and resting their foreheads against one another's. Their breaths hit each other's faces and as they looked into each other's eyes, neither of them could count their luck for having met the other. "So, now that we know what we're doing, perhaps you can tell me why you've brought me here. I was happy with us being in my bed eating pizza you know, and it's not as if you don't like my apartment, right?"
"No not at all, it's just I didn't think you would have had all the... toys we'll be needing. If you know what I mean," flirted Noah as Kurt blinked at the sudden change in tone. It was a deep tone, a hot tone, one that he knew all too well and that always, more often than not, had Kurt screaming God's name over and over again. Yes, all the indications pointed to sex but the mention of toys, the hungry glint in Noah's eyes and just a feeling had Kurt slithering his hand from its perch on Noah's shoulder down to his crotch, intent on a delicious grope, until a tanned hand stopped him. "Wait, Kurt."
"What's wrong?"
"I... I want to do things a little differently tonight."
"How differently?"
"I want us to go... all the way."
"You mean... oh," mouthed Kurt as the flirtatious air that he had had about him a few seconds ago, morphed into one of nervousness. Up until now, their sex life had consisted of kisses, touches, hand jobs, blowjobs and frotting. They'd delved in nothing else but those acts, acts that had brought them a lot of satisfaction. Some might believe that Kurt's virginity was still intact in spite of them all but now with the prospect of losing it to someone he felt deeply for; it was something to think about. Yet what was he going to say? Noah wanted to do this, but did he? "Umm... Noah, I don't know."
"Please Kurt, just here me out first," began Noah as he took hold of Kurt's hands in his and looked straight into his eyes. "Remember when I once said I got bored with sex, that I'd kind of worn it out? Well now, because of you Kurt, it's never been hotter. You blew me first, you beat me off first and then you introduced me to kick ass frottage. It's been amazing. You literally blew the life back into my sex life. So, I've thought about this a lot. I mean it's a big step but I think we're ready, because I love you and I want to do this... I want to fuck you."
"Alright Noah, I'll do it, for you. I've been meaning to thank you for extending my vacation with that Hampton stay in some form or another so this fits in," smiled Kurt as Noah's face warmed considerably, excitement for the night's upcoming activities sending a rush of adrenaline to surge through his muscles and with his arms winding their way firmly around Kurt, the man hoisted the boy up into a bridal hold. "You know I'm glad you brought me here where you have the 'toys' Noah, because back at my place I have nothing, and I know that what you plan to do can be a lot less fun without them."
"That's right, I took up after your example babe and I researched my stuff. I've got everything we need for our all night championship fuck fest," grinned Noah. "And you needn't worry. When we started fooling around, I was kind of nervous, yeah, wondered if I'd be any good at it or if I'd make it good enough for you but now, I'm totally cool with it. Everything we've done has lead us to this moment and besides, it's you Kurt. You're sexy as fuck. If I didn't want to take you bed then there would be something seriously wrong with Tyrannosaurus Sex over here."
Flipping his head back and letting an eruption of melodious laughter to float from within him, Kurt smiled as Noah began walking out of the living room and down the corridor. Doors to various rooms flashed by and as they arrived at the final door, the light above in the frame casting a spotlight like illumination to grace its polished wooden front, Noah opened it. With Kurt still giggling in his arms, the man maneuvered his way through the doorway and kicked it shut with his heel as he led them over towards the bed. Noah's bedroom, compared to his one in the Hamptons was a lot more modern, much more in keeping with the city of New York. The color schemes decorated the room with generous splashes of blue, orange and black and had within it pieces of furniture upholstered in metal, leather, oak and soft white linen.
Kurt was then soon after placed delicately on the bed, his eyes plastered to Noah's. Here they were, in the room where it was all going to happen, the official consummation of their affair. The softly billowing curtains from the windows as well as the balcony doors that looked as if they led onto another mesmerizing view of the city's landscape all acted as backdrop to what he and Noah were sharing. The ultimate moment. He knew this was the infamous bed that had been branded the 'bed of a thousand babes' in the tabloids, the ultimate crème de la crème of the love nest if you were ever taken home by the Puckerman heir. In fact, this was the bed Noah was sharing with Quinn. They would tuck each other in separately with not so much as a kiss goodnight. This bed was big but cold, ever so cold. Oh how it longed for better days, for affection.
Beside the bed were two end tables filled with draws. Out of one draw to his left, a condom and bottle of lube were removed by Noah, and as Kurt made to peer more closely at the tall bottle, he bit his lip in both lust and nervousness. This lube was going to aid his lover enter him with ease, it was the main 'toy' that Noah had mentioned earlier but yet Kurt couldn't prevent himself from smiling as he noticed the 'limited edition' flavor: Strawberry and Champagne. Now, Kurt didn't know much about lubes, except that the flavored ones were preferable for oral sex whilst for anal, water based lubes were recommended. As a result, he began to doubt the amount of research Noah had done, but as he took a closer look at the bottle, he discovered that it was indeed water based. Kurt breathed in a smile of relief. Sex would smell sweet and bubbly tonight.
"I want you to feel good, Kurt," oozed Noah as he went to stand at the foot of the bed, watching as Kurt seemed to shrink in the linen, rendering himself so small in the man's large king sized bed. It was as if he was being engulfed in fluffy pillows and the thick comforter were smothering him alive, but of course he was just imagining. Noah was so excited that he was beginning to hallucinate things. Although, the one thing he knew for sure was that Kurt was eying him expectantly, waiting for it all to commence and with the unbuckling of Noah's belt and the descent of his jeans, it began. "Do you trust me, Kurt?"
"Yes I do, and do you want to know why I do?" asked Kurt as Noah peeled off his shirt before casting it aside with the remains of his gear, nodding. Everything had come off now, everything, except for the tight boxers cupping that erect bulge. "Back in the Hamptons, before I went down on you in the shower, you crouched down to my level, made me look in your eyes and say without hesitating that I wanted you. The sheer amount of care you showed me assured me that I was safe with you, that you wouldn't push me, that I could trust you, but now it's my turn. Noah, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yeah Kurt, I'm sure. I want to do this with you. I want to rock your world," replied Noah determinedly as he crawled up onto the bed and grabbed hold of Kurt's jean leggings. As the boy shimmied out of them, Noah pulled them off with a clean pull leaving behind perfect pale legs bear for him to stroke and to stare at. Off the socks went. Off the polo top went, until finally there both of them were, naked save for their underwear, their lips attached as Noah spread Kurt's thighs apart with his, their bodies crying out for each other. It was hot. Nerve-wracking but so hot as Kurt's puckered mouth softly cried out.
"Oh... oh Noah..." breathed Kurt harshly as he lifted his mouth to Noah's shoulder and bit down on it softly, the slight pain encouraging Noah to continue. It had been his idea and it had been all him. The man had since plunged his hand into Kurt's briefs and as turgid flesh had met thick palm, Kurt had let out a light high pitched gasp that had had his mouth forming an 'o' shape. His breathing had quickened, his lust had risen, and as his arousal fell prey to the hand job from a hand that gave it no mercy, Noah smirked before layering Kurt's neck with wet kisses. "Mmm yeah, Noah. Oooh, oh, I want you baby."
"I want you more, Kurt. God, I've wanted to fuck you for so long," replied Noah as he pulled his hand out from Kurt's briefs, taking both his hands and tearing them apart. The ripping sound and the cool breeze from the incoming air on his previously clothed skin caused Kurt to gasp aloud, looking down just to see his underwear fall apart in Noah's strong hands, revealing Kurt's pulsing erection. Noah was taking control tonight. Kurt's body was going to be along for the midnight ride. His ride. However, as he made to grab the Durex condom lying next to the lube, Kurt stopped him with a hand on his.
"No Noah, I don't care how thin that condom is, I want to feel you... unless you don't want to bareback."
"I want to, Kurt."
"You do? I mean, I know they say it's safer to use them, but-"
"It's alright baby, I'm healthy. I have myself checked every month. I'm good to go."
Smiling, Kurt looked lovingly back up at Noah who leaned down to plant an endearing kiss on his lips before shifting his still outstretched hand a little over to the left, from the condom to the lube. There he picked it up, his fervid tongue still in Kurt's mouth, and brought it over to them, popping open the lid and pulling away just in time for Kurt to watch him squeeze a drop onto his finger. The boy looked up at Noah and then back down at the finger. What would it taste like? Fruit and alcohol or artificial rubbish. Turned out, it was a mixture of the two but with no unpleasant after taste. It lingered on his tongue as he sucked on Noah's finger like a baby hungry with its toothless mouth poised for the breast. Pulling away with a slippery pop, Kurt smiled back up at Noah, the man's eyes so aroused that his irises resembled giant black balls of frothing lust.
Wasting no more time, Noah set aside the bottle of lube and pulled off his boxers in a lightening quick movement. However, he ceased moving when he heard a gasp. Looking over at Kurt, he noticed the boy gulping as he looked directly at his manhood, fully erect, fully present. Although Kurt had seen his length many a time before, this time, it was going to more than rub up and down against him. This time they were going to get a whole lot more personal. But in that moment, Noah feared that Kurt's tolerance for his size would come to an end here. He didn't want that happen. He wanted to be inside Kurt and make love to him on a whole other level. He would be crushed if the boy couldn't handle it. So he took it slow, bathing his hard shaft with lube, his eyes always on Kurt's anxious face, though as he neared the boy's entrance, he was stopped again.
"No Noah stop, you can't!" cried out Kurt as he whipped out a hand for it to land on Noah's bare chest. The man wasn't being serious was he? Planning to penetrate him with a dick that big without prior preparation? His ass would rip apart, and it wouldn't matter if they ended up emptying the entire five hundred milliliter lube bottle beside them, nothing would ease the no doubt excruciating pain. It seemed Noah really didn't know what he was doing. Research had been done, yes, but not nearly enough. However, as Kurt eyed the man above, realization struck him. "Oh no Noah, I didn't mean that. It's just-"
"I'm too big... fuck!" shouted Noah, his face scrunching up in extreme disappointment as he slumped back and eyed the quilt beneath with a broken expression. He was heartbroken and Kurt could very well see it in his body language, but above all in his face. Noah really had been looking forward to this. The man had really wanted to do this with him and now with it not being possible what with his well endowed lifeline exercise card, it just seem to ruin the evening. The whole evening to Noah had been wrecked but as he felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked up at Kurt's warmly smiling face.
"Noah listen to me, you've got a big cock yes, but it's beautiful. I love your cock. You just missed a crucial step, that's all. You can still fuck me," soothed Kurt as Noah's head whipped up from its hunched position to eye Kurt with surprise. With a supportive smile that indicated to Noah that everything was all right, Kurt giggled as he noticed wave after wave of relief flood the man's eyes as a thankful grin broke out onto his face. All was not lost, and as Noah's body straightened up, his knees shuffling closer to Kurt, he laughed in gladness. "That's right baby, we can still have sex. You just have to prepare me."
"Prepare you?"
"Yes, you're supposed to stretch me before hand otherwise I'll split in two. I thought you said you'd researched this."
"I did. I watched gay porn."
"Stick to the guides Noah, never the porn. It's all show, but now I know you've never done anal before."
"No, I haven't. I've suggested it a couple times in the past, you know, just to experiment a little, but chicks just don't seem to be all that into it, especially when you have a dick as big as mine," explained Noah as Kurt nodded, his hand still lying on the man's shoulder as a support. For this was all very interesting. "They find it a little weird and it takes a lot of foreplay for them to even consider doing it, but even when they do, they start to question whether I'll respect them more or less after doing it or not, so in the end I have to fuck them the regular way just to make them shut up."
"How charming," replied Kurt sarcastically as Noah rolled his eyes before giving into a small grin. Taking the lube in his hands, Kurt proceeded to squeeze a small amount of it into his palm before he covered every single one of his fingers in the clear liquid. Practical illustration was often the best method when it came to sex. "Okay, I'll show you what you have to do. The first thing you need to know about anal sex Noah, is that it's all about the lube. It's like the first rule, the more the better. To prepare me, you have you lather your fingers up in the stuff and finger me, one finger at a time, like so."
Bringing one fully slicked finger to his entrance, Kurt breached his hole and let out a soft puff of air from his lips, a light moan the deeper his finger went. He'd never done this before. He was just as new to this as Noah was, but yet he knew much more about it, giving him the upper hand. Noah, on the other hand sat transfixed as Kurt delved in deeper. His rein of power in the bedroom had been overthrown yet again by Kurt, all because he hadn't used good enough sources for his research. He was supposed to be the sex shark around here yet there he sat, learning, eyes fully focused on the beautiful sight of Kurt fingering himself in preparation for his manhood. The big Puckerman manhood that had not softened or drooped for a minute in spite of all the talking. How could it, when the fun had just begun?
Now however, Noah's body was itching to take part in Kurt's little show, his ever so erotic lesson. He didn't just want to sit watching it, he wanted to take part. Such a situation reminded him of the time he'd lost his virginity at the hands of two lesbians back in junior high, how he'd tried to join them after his 'role was over' only to end up being pushed off the bed and onto the floor. Of course, he'd had better experiences since then, but he hoped that such a time wouldn't arise again, for he was a man now, he was better, he was stronger and he was in love. With that thought of encouragement racing through his head, Noah grabbed hold of the lube and lathered his fingers once more. He gently removed Kurt's hand and entered a finger himself, the warmth engulfing his skin immediately. So warm, so hot. Christ, it made him hard.
"That's it Noah, oh, your fingers are bigger than mine," breathed Kurt light heartedly as he smiled back up at Noah. The boy was not so much breathing properly or well to be exact as he was panting. Tiny beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead, upper lip and chest and even though the breeze from the open doors and windows was ever constant, the heat felt as though it were rising unforgivingly on them both. However, this did not deter Noah from entering another finger, causing Kurt to gasp aloud, his arms struggling to support him, but as Noah pushed in deeper, the boy screamed.
"Kurt, what's wrong?"
"Nothing Noah. You just hit my G-Spot."
"Oh thank God, I thought I'd hurt you or something."
"No, I'm alright; I'm fine... want to fuck me now? I'm ready."
"Fuck yeah, let's do this," grinned Noah enthusiastically as Kurt returned the smile just as eagerly. However as he turned around to get on all fours, his line of sight now facing the polished headboard with his head down and ass up in the air, his nerves creeped back on him. He'd heard that starting in doggy style was recommended, especially for beginners, though not being able to see what Noah was doing was like waiting for a horror ride jump out or the blow from the executioner's axe. "But remember Kurt, your word is law, so if you say to go slow, I'll go slow, and if you want to stop... we'll stop."
"Alright, just... just remember to go easy Noah, please," requested Kurt softly as Noah nodded, leaning down over him and planting a soothing kiss to the back of the boy's neck before whispering, "I will do". There the man straightened up, stroking Kurt's back as he did, his fingers like a roller coaster to the faint outline of the boy's spine that ended with his lovely ass. He further pushed open Kurt's thighs with his knee, widening them, granting him better access as he positioned himself for the intrusion. However, as he entered, his glans had barely gone in a few inches when a gasp of pain ran out. "Ow... o-ow..."
"Kurt, are you okay?" asked Noah worriedly, eying Kurt's head which seemed to have sunk itself into a pillow. He was begging up high that he wouldn't have to retract, that he would be able to go through with this but nothing could prevent his heart dropping rapidly from the less than enthusiastic response he was receiving. Maybe they hadn't prepared enough; maybe they weren't using enough lube. He didn't know what to do. He had no idea how Kurt felt but taking in the boy's unnaturally rigid posture, quivering as if from cold sweats, it was far from good. "Baby please, answer me."
"It hurts, Noah," whimpered Kurt, lifting his face from out of the pillow on thin arms that shook from uncomfortable pain. In all honesty, it was taking up all his energy not only to collapse but also not to shout, scream or cry out from the searing burning he was experiencing, but he didn't want to fall apart. He didn't want to unsettle the already self-conscious man behind him and dissuade him from what he really wanted. Any extreme exclamation of objection, especially in a setting Noah had once claimed was his 'natural calling', would only land more brutal blows to his ego, but now he'd let one slip, and the damage had already been done.
"Right that's it, I'm pulling out," replied Noah determinedly as he made to remove himself from Kurt, his eyes downcast and upset. He just couldn't do this. The sight he was witnessing would discourage any man. Kurt's hands, so small and little, had almost blended themselves into the bed from the ghost pale shade of white they'd become. All that clenching and pulling at the creasing sheets below had left them lifeless looking, and no matter how many times the boy attempted to conceal his escaping squeals of pain into the pillow, Noah could still hear them faintly much to his great dismay.
"No, don't you dare! Stay where you are!" cried out Kurt as Noah froze, frowning as to why the boy would continue reveling in aching pain. He knew the boy's word was law but he really didn't like hurting Kurt. He really didn't. Pulling himself up to a kneeling position as if a dog balancing on its hind legs, Kurt leaned his back against Noah's chest, his face coming to look at his. There the man wrapped his arms supportingly around Kurt's pale torso and continued looking at his boy with nothing short of worry feasting in his eyes. "It's going to hurt at first, Noah. I'm not going to feel pleasure right away, it takes time."
Nodding before bringing Kurt in for an amorous kiss that let them both know that the man had understood despite his attempt at a protest, Noah shuffled slightly as he continued to pin Kurt's body to his, both of them upright. He could still feel the vibrations of the boy's small sized spasms channeling up his strong arms but he let them go as Kurt went to rest the back of his head on his broad shoulder, attempting to breathe as evenly as he could. Noah knew the boy was right. He had to be patient. It's just that he'd always wished that this would be amazing, that no work had to be put in, that it would come naturally. Maybe his expectations had been too high, of course he was a little disappointed but besides, this was their first time. The first time was always weird. Yet for Kurt, this was his first time ever. The pressure was on... hard.
"Alright babe, I'm going in," warned Noah as his arms tightened their hold around Kurt, his determination high once again. Pushing himself further and further into the boy, Noah strived to maintain a slow yet constant pace. Any sudden jolts would hurt Kurt and the boy's pants were already laboring significantly. The night's outcome was now on him but as his hose became fully engulfed, it was his turn to gasp aloud. Kurt was hot, comfortable and ever so tight. Tighter than any pussy. His shaft was fully sheathed in friction and it felt fucking amazing. "Fuck, babe, you're... God, you're so tight."
"And you're so big," complimented Kurt as Noah smirked back at him. As the man's pleasure had his eyes rolling white in their sockets, Kurt's pain had lessened. He'd gradually grown accustomed to Noah's manhood within him, and it no longer felt as though he were experiencing some kind of sadistic torture ritual. Noah had since noticed the change from tense statue to tranquil puppy and had caressed his sides and cradled his belly, all while uttering calming words of reassurance into his ear to breathe in deeply, in and out, calling him his baby, his love. But now this baby wanted more and as Noah set a supple kiss on Kurt's neck, the boy set the order. "Noah... move."
Kurt felt Noah still behind him and as the man came to look at him once more, the boy returned his gaze. Kurt knew that Noah wanted to move ever so desperately. He had to otherwise the pain on his manhood from lack of stimulation would cause him to go insane. Either that or it wouldn't take long until the combination of both Kurt's warmth and tightness would obliterate his stamina and encourage him to finish early. For Kurt, all pain had completely gone, leaving behind an after feeling of uncomfortable numbness. It wasn't particularly pleasant and the only thing he could think of to alleviate both of their problems was if Noah began to thrust, and thrust he did as the man pulled himself out before going back in, the sensations rocking his mind to the brim. Yet for Kurt it wasn't enough. He wanted more, damn it!
"Faster Noah, go faster," instructed Kurt as he peeled himself from Noah's chest to land on all fours again on the bed. He was grateful that the man was being careful with him, keeping a steady pace as though one move out of line would tear something inside, but now Kurt had had enough. He wanted to be fucked harder. It was the only way he was going to get any pleasure out from any of this and he was not going to leave this bed with pain being the only thing he remembered. No, he was not going to allow pain to scar the loss of his virginity to Noah. Thankfully, Noah had done what he'd been told because within the next second, the man had increased the pace of his thrusts, each one bigger, better, faster and stronger than the last. Only then did Kurt, unknown to Noah, begin to deviously smile in response. Now this was more like it.
"Fuck babe, you feel so fucking good," praised Noah as he dominated Kurt more and more with every thrust he laid on him. Despite the order to go faster, the man still kept on eye on Kurt just in case the boy screamed out in pain or something else equally mortifying, but at this rate, it was becoming that much harder to restrain his head from facing the ceiling and for his eyes not to roll back to blinding levels as he moved himself in and out repeatedly with greater speed, his brain and mind similarly turning to mush. "Kurt, turn over. Get on your back; I want to see your face... I want to see you."
Cooing in agreement, Kurt allowed the man to quickly pull out of him, flip him over with the flick of his legs and make to enter him once more. However, on the first powerful thrust back into that hot heat, Kurt shrieked as his arms shot out and grasped onto Noah's arms, his fingers digging into the man's biceps for support. He'd hit it. Noah had hit it again, Kurt's prostate, except the reaction now was a lot more pronounced that it had been earlier on. The boy's eyes were wide like tennis balls, his mouth agape as if he'd just experienced his first orgasm and for Kurt himself as he reveled in the feeling of Noah's manhood caressing his special spot, his bundle of nerves that melted him into the bed, he smiled. A dick was so much better than a finger, or to to be more precise, Noah's dick. Oh how the man had hit it on the spot. So good.
"Make me yours, Noah... oh baby," pleaded Kurt as Noah slowly began to resume his thrusting, gradually increasing the speed and resuming the rate he had been at before, except now, he'd angled himself whilst raising Kurt's leg ever so slightly so that each thrust hit Kurt's walnut shaped G-Spot over and over again, as if his hose were digging for treasure and striking gold each time. Accompanying his thrusts were his kisses as he nipped down to peck a trail of them on Kurt's neck and chest, licking and sucking on the boy's pointed nipples as Kurt held onto him tightly. "Fuck me, Noah! Just fuck me! Ah!"
"Yeah, take it babe. Take it all for me," demanded Noah as he fucked and he fucked and he fucked. Kurt really was being very vocal now, and Noah was overwhelmingly glad the boy was gaining pleasure instead of pain, but if Kurt continued moaning, biting his lip enough to draw blood and begging him to fuck him repeatedly like a hot cock slut, a sweaty, writhing slut whose body was finally in his command, Noah was going to have to use all the stamina within him to be able to withstand it all, but it wasn't as if he was being quiet himself. He was crying out. "Fuck yeah, Kurt. My cock making you squeal."
"Harder Noah! Do me! Pound me into your mattress like there's no tomorrow!" cried out Kurt as he reached down for his own shaft, pumping it with drops of pre-come already leaking like a hot spring. His body was being endlessly rocked by the power of Noah's thrusts, those strong thigh muscles, those abs, those everything. He couldn't get enough of feasting his eyes on the bronzed Adonis above him for he was reducing Noah to a mess. Whispering his name in awe, eliciting small whimpers of desperation, and barely audible pants of orgasmic like pleasure. Yes, Noah the hunk was falling apart over him.
"Fuck you're hot when you talk dirty, babe. You're killing me here," panted Noah as he shifted all this strength into his muscled packed lower body before slamming into Kurt. Through all the groaning and breathy panting that came with each thrust, sweat had now drenched their bodies. Beads of it were trickling down in the wake of the condensation on the windows and even though their bodies were becoming sticky from the prolonged activity of sex, they didn't care. All that was riding through their minds was what they were getting from each other, their bodies working in perfect sync.
"Noah, I'm not going to... last," warned Kurt as he felt his orgasm rapidly approaching. He knew he wasn't going to last long what with his prostate receiving the royal treatment. It meant that he hadn't had to masturbate all that long but that only allowed him to focus most of his attention back to the handsome man who was coating him in sex from above. Oh, how Noah was handsome. Tall, dark and handsome. The kind of man most girls and he dreamed of having in their beds, to make hard love to them, to bring them to the edge, to send them over it until with a final thrust... "I'm going to... Noah I'm going to!"
"Come for me, babe. Give it up for me," encouraged Noah as he leaned down to lick up the sweat around the shell of Kurt's ear, whispering in that same ear that undid Kurt right then and there. With the man's final words of encouragement, the hot breathing on his pale flushed flesh and three more quick strokes later, Kurt orgasmed his heart out as silver shaded seed rained down onto his glistening stomach, the sight awing Noah completely as the boy's silent moans and pants from a parted mouth once again in the delectable shape of an 'o', stunned him into silence, a sight that proved to be his undoing.
"Oh, my... oh God! Fuck, Kurt!" warned Noah as Kurt peeled open his eyes from his overpowering orgasm to see his big lover tensing and tensing. It was time. The boy's ass had increased the pressure on Noah's manhood and had in doing so sent the man spiraling down into his own mind-blowing euphoria. But unlike Kurt's silent cries, Noah roared in pleasure as rope after rope of cream like seed shot out into the boy. There he howled as his hips pumped in soft intervals, his breathing erratic and pant like, his eyes tight shut as the powerful sensation drowned him. "Oh, my… oh God! Fuck, Kurt! Baby! I am the... MAN!"
"Shh, easy Noah. Easy, that's it. There we go, shh," soothed Kurt as he attempted to calm the still heavily spasming man. What an ending. Neither of them had expected to experience anything of the sort, especially on their first try. Kurt was surprised with himself, the way he'd almost been possessed by the pleasure and as for Noah, as he eventually opened his eyes, his mouth still agape from his heavy panting, he could have sworn that during those last few minutes of orgasm, he'd died and gone to heaven, for what he'd just experienced was abso-fucking-lutely the best sex he'd ever had.
"Oh my God, Kurt... just... oh my God," muttered Noah breathlessly as he looked down at Kurt with an expression of complete serenity, as if he'd just experienced an epiphany. There were no words to describe it all, how he was feeling, how the whole thing had felt. Mere complimentary words would be useless, insults even to it all. Hell, he was still orgasming. Several minutes after coming and he was still orgasming. Was this the power of love? Had love made sex's pleasure more potent? Fuck yeah, he thought as he leaned down to kiss Kurt ardently on his swollen, puffed up lips. "Kurt, I love you."
"I love you too."
"What? ... what did you say?"
"I love you Noah."
"Oh my... I thought you said you needed time."
"Time needn't always mean days, weeks or months on end, Noah. Sometimes when a connection as strong as ours links people together, hours, minutes or even seconds are all it takes, giggled Kurt as he brought his hand up to caress Noah's cheek, his eyes looking lovingly back at the man who couldn't believe his ears. Was Kurt trying to kill him with happiness? A soft and sweet death that had his heart beating faster and faster until it could beat no more? It felt like it because his whole being swelled in joy, his soul soaring into the air. Kurt was in love with him. Love.
"Oh my God... Kurt, you've made me so happy, I fucking love you," praised Noah as without hesitation, the man pulled his boy into the deepest kiss he could take, only the new found love they had fueling it further. Noah's eyes had since watered, tears of joy spilling over the damns, and for Kurt, it had turned out that a connection, an act of this magnitude had been the final clinch in it all. His love for Noah had been revived. They had each other now and as they sealed Kurt's confession with a kiss, both of them fell into each other's embrace. Words weren't needed, their touch was only wanted. Here they joined on the bed that had fused their hearts together, their minds sinking into love's deepest ocean. Neither of them could have felt more at bliss, until one of them saw her standing in the doorway, her face broken as tears rolled down her fair cheeks, tears of another kind.
Quinn
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Author's Note: The song used is 'Sometimes' by Britney Spears from her album 'Baby One More Time..."
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