Lost then Found 11/15
Chapter 11:
Then they were kissing again, and Kurt felt happy and whole for
the first time he could remember in over ten years. So this was what
happiness felt like. It felt good.
Then he felt Dave press his thigh against his crotch and he gasped, ‘cause that felt good too.
Kurt felt Dave’s lips on his jaw trailing kisses down his neck, to the junction where his neck and shoulder met.
It felt great, and he could feel himself start to harden as Dave rocked his hips and groin into his.
Kurt groaned and let his head drop back.
He opened his eyes and looked out the window.
The neighbor, Mrs. Johnson was outside gardening and had a clear view of whatever goes on in the Hummel’s living room.
He pulled Dave’s head up for a minute, kissed him deeply, and then looked out the window again.
Mrs. Johnson was blushing furiously, but was not looking away.
Kurt giggled for a bit and turned Dave around,
“As much as I’m sure Mrs. Johnson was enjoying our show, I think we should take this upstairs.”
Dave groaned and stepped back,
“If you insist, but I’m sure Mrs. Johnson wouldn’t care.”
Dave glanced over at the elderly lady who was blushing and
staring at them. When she realized they had caught her, she became very
interested in her flower beds that had nothing but dead plants and
rotting mulch.
“Dave, you’re terrible.”
“Well, I really don’t want the death of an old lady on my hands, so let’s go somewhere a bit more private.”
“Where did you have in mind?”
“I was thinking your bed. I always wanted to get into your bedroom in high school. I used to have fantasies about it.”
“Really? What kind of fantasies.”
“Usually, it was pretty tame, just cuddling with you and kissing you, and you actually wanting to kiss me.”
“High school was a long time ago, Dave. We both grew up and
matured, and believe me, we can definitely cuddle and kiss in my bed. We
can also do a lot more than that.”
“Well, believe me, I did have those fantasies, too.”
By the time they stop talking, they are at Kurt’s bedroom door.
“Well, come on in, Dave. This is me circa 2012.”
“Wow that seems so long ago. Oh my gosh, you have a poster of Nick Jonas?”
“Come on! He was hot and he had a lead in the remake of Les Miserables!”
“Oh right, that’s why you have a poster of him. Actually I’m
willing to bet the only reason you have that poster is because he looks
so much like Blaine.”
“Well maybe, but Nick was hot in his own right, and you can’t tell me you didn’t have posters of any hot guys.”
“I had posters, but they were all of sports related stuff. I
really didn’t get into the whole celebrity crush thing, although I do
have one poster of the Backstreet Boys. My older sister, Katie, had it
and I always thought Brian was hot, and he had the best voice.”
“You like the Backstreet Boys?”
“I guess, a little. It’s not like I know any of their songs or anything.”
Kurt just grinned walked over to his laptop and typed something
in a moment later a song popped up. Dave blushed and Kurt grinned wider.
“Oh my God, Dave. You do know this song!”
“So what? I like the Backstreet Boys. Fine you caught me.”
“You shouldn’t be embarrassed Dave. I find it adorable.”
“Yeah. Whatever.”
Dave pretended to pout and flopped down on the bed.
Kurt walked over to him and straddled him,
“I know you know the words, Dave. Sing it to me!”
“Kurt, come on. I don’t like singing.”
“Why not? You’re good! Better than a lot of the guys that were in glee club. I’m still a little pissed you never joined.”
“Right, cause that would have gone over so well in high school.
You should just be glad you know how to get me drunk enough to get me
singing at karaoke night.”
“Fine, I’ll sing to you.”
Kurt starts singing along with the song playing in the background,
‘Cause everytime I breathe
I take you in
And my heart beats again
Baby I can't help it
You keep me
Drowning in your love
Dave groans and then joins in on harmony with Kurt,
Everytime I try to rise above
I'm swept away by love
Baby I can't help it
You keep me
Drowning in your love
Kurt stops singing and listens as Dave takes the melody and finishes the song. He grins at Dave and claps happily at the end,
“You are so good, Dave. “
“I sort of hate you right now.”
“No you don’t. You love me.”
“God help me, I really fucking do. I swear to God, Kurt. No one can know about this, okay?”
“Okay. We’ll keep this as our dirty little secret.“ Kurt grinds his hips down into Dave’s, who gasps.
“That really turned you on, didn’t it?”
“Yeah, I think this whole serenading thing should be our foreplay from now on.”
“Really? Do you now?”
Dave’s hips thrust up as if of their own accord while Kurt grinds down. The feeling is exquisite.
“Oh, yeah. Seriously, do you have any idea how hot it is that you can
serenade me with a boy band song, all the while being strong enough to
manhandle me?”
“Not really. I really don’t want to manhandle you, Kurt.”
“I know, but the thought that you could at any time and you don’t, it’s
hot. Speaking of hot, you need to tell me more about these dirty
fantasies you had in high school of us.”
“Come on, Kurt. It’s so embarrassing.”
“If you do, maybe we can act them out.”
“What?”
“I’m serious. Tell me your top fantasy from high school.”
“Well, my ultimate fantasy in high school is that you would initiate a
kiss and show me that you wanted me as much as I wanted you.”
“I can’t change what happened between us in high school and I probably
wouldn’t. Do you think we would have ended up here if we had? I have no
doubt we’d have crashed and burned like Blaine and I did. And I don’t
want to imagine that, Dave. Because this, what we have now, is what I
want for the rest of my life.”
“I know, but you asked and it was my fantasy. Just that you wanted me as much as I wanted you.”
“Well guess what, Dave? That fantasy is true, because I do.”
“You do what?”
I want you, everything about you, flaws and all. Whatever high school
fantasies you had about me, I’m guaranteeing that in our life together,
they will all be met and probably exceeded, as now I’m much better at
sex than I was in high school.”
Dave blushed and tried to hide his head, but Kurt grabbed his face and looked at him,
“I’m serious, Dave. I don’t know what you had in mind for us, but I’m
telling you right now, that it took me this long to admit to let myself
be happy, to trust my heart, and to give it to someone else. I chose
you, and that has everything to do with you. You were an amazing friend
to me, for so many years, even when I took you for granted. And you did
it with a smile on your face. I’m lucky that you love me and I’m
surprised that even after all the crap I have put you through, you still
do.”
“You make it easy, Kurt. I know that you can be kind of a bitch
sometimes, but you have the biggest heart of any person I know. You love
your friends and family with everything you have, and you would do
anything for them. I just wanted to be one of those people, and becoming
one, that’s something I would never take for granted or give up. I love
you, Kurt. I always have, and I know that I always will.”
Dave beckoned Kurt closer to him. He grabbed Kurt and pulled him into his embrace.
“Fancy, let’s face it. I think you’re stuck with me.”
“Not stuck, Dave. Never stuck. I choose this, all of this, even the
tears and pain, and fighting that I’m sure we’ll have, because we are
both incredibly stubborn. But I know that you are everything I’ve ever
wanted and you’re what I need. I don’t feel good when I’m not around you
or with you.”
Dave pulled him close and kissed him then, words no longer necessary to show how much they loved each other.
This time around, it wasn’t about sex or filling a physical need or
desire. It was about showing the other, through their actions, how much
they loved each other.
Dave and Kurt whispered words of awe as they undressed each other.
Every stroke, caress, kiss was peppered with compliments and praise.
Dave laid Kurt out as if he was a precious gift, something to be unwrapped with care and treated tenderly and cherished.
He kissed his way down his chest and slowly lowered his pants and underwear down Kurt’s thighs.
Once they were removed, he tossed them aside, and went back to kiss Kurt.
They kissed softly and slowly, exploring each other’s mouths and the feel of skin on skin.
Kurt ran his fingertips up and down Dave’s back. Kurt was painfully hard
already and every movement of his hips sent a tingle through his entire
body.
He arched up into Dave as Dave moved again, and their cocks brushed.
They both moaned and continued to do it until Kurt was on the brink of orgasm.
He was grasping, trying desperately to pull himself back from the edge.
“Dave as much as I enjoy the frottage, I really don’t want to come like
this. I want you inside me. Your fingers, tongue, cock. Please.”
Dave simply grinned and kissed his way down Kurt’s chest again, taking
care to stop and worship Kurt’s nipples, until he reached Kurt’s already
trembling cock.
He reached his tongue out and lapped at the head and slit and finally
swirled his tongue around and then made a lick from the underside of his
cock to his perineum. Kurt gasped in shock, no one had ever done that
before.
Then he felt Dave’s tongue lapping over his hole gently at first, taking
care to place kisses over his hole and finally swirling his tongue in a
figured eight pattern directly over it. The fluttering of Dave’s tongue
and the occasional breach into his tunnel had Kurt gasping. This was
the best rim job he had ever had, and that was saying something.
He was so ready to come, but he wanted Dave buried in him when he finally did.
He grunted his frustration when Dave removed his tongue, though.
Then he heard the bottle of lube pop open and looked over his shoulder to see Dave coating his fingers.
Slowly a thick, blunt finger entered Kurt and he thrust back into it,
taking it as far as he could. This is what he wanted. He needed more,
though, and urged Dave on.
Slowly, a second one entered and moved with the first, then a third
entered. And when Dave crossed his fingers inside him and brushed
against his prostate, he saw stars.
“God, Dave, uhh, you have to…”
“I have to what?”
“Your cock. In me. Now,” was the only coherent thought Kurt could put into words.
Dave slowly removed his fingers, grabbed a condom and sheathed himself.
Then he was rubbing his cock against his crack and over his hole teasingly.
“Please, Dave.”
“Please, what?”
“Stop teasing me. Please, fuck me. I need you to.”
Dave turned him over,
“I’m not going to fuck you, Kurt. This is more than that.”
Dave shifted onto his knees, and Kurt whined his disapproval, until Dave
grabbed Kurt’s hips, lifted him off the bed and helped Kurt lower
himself onto his cock.
The position was intimate and safe, and with their arms wrapped around
each other, they began to move together. Kurt thrust down as Dave thrust
up, and each time Kurt felt Dave brushing his prostate.
He was shaking and was thankful Dave had him held up safe in his arms.
He allowed Dave to take over, over and over and over Dave thrust up into
him, telling him how much he loved him, and Kurt agreed.
Then sensing Kurt’s inability to do much, Dave flipped them over. Kurt
wrapped his legs around Dave’s waist as he continued to pound into Kurt.
Then Kurt opened his eyes and stared into Dave’s. It was beautiful, to
see the look of pure joy and love on Dave’s face as they made love for
the first time. It was beyond words. It was, in Kurt’s mind, beyond
comprehension.
Then Kurt felt the familiar tingle again, and he reached for his cock.
Dave grabbed his hand and together they moved their hands over Kurt’s
cock.
The feeling of Dave’s hand on his cock, the constant pressure on his
prostate and the overwhelming feeling of love and peace he felt at that
moment wrenched the most powerful orgasm he had ever had out of him. His
cum splattered his face, arm, chest, and Dave as well. With his orgasm,
came the inevitable spasm as he tightened around Dave.
With a low growl, Dave came with his head buried in Kurt’s neck.
He stilled, unhooked Kurt’s legs, tied off his condom, threw it in the trash, then laid back down beside Kurt.
“That was without a doubt the best. EVER. You win all the awards.”
“I could say the same for you. So did that fantasy live up to your expectations?”
“That made my fantasies look like a PG-13 romantic comedy.”
“I have a fantasy you can fulfill, too.”
“Oh yeah, what is that?”
“Tell me you were wrong again, and that I was right.”
“You know what? Normally I’d tell you what a bitch you’re being right
now, but we just had the best sex EVER, so I’m going to do it. You were
right, and I was wrong. Now, let’s get something to eat, and do that
again.”
“What, tell me I’m right again?”
“Well, the mind-blowing sex thing first, then that.”
Kurt just grinned and said, “Okay.”
Kurt grabbed Dave’s shirt and threw it on. It was way too big on him, but Dave just groaned,
“Damn, Kurt. You look fucking hot in my shirt. I think you should keep it.”
“Really? I’d offer you my shirt, but it wouldn’t fit. So, I guess you’ll just have to go shirtless.”
“If you insist.”
Dave grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around his waist and they walked down to the kitchen together.
Dave grabbed some eggs, cheese, and ham from the fridge and went about
making omelets, while Kurt made coffee and called Santana to tell her he
was staying in for the evening because something came up.
Kurt walked up to see Dave making the omelets,
“I didn’t know you could cook.”
“Of course I can. I think we discussed this earlier. I can cook, very well, you just never got to taste it before.”
“Well, I for one am glad I finally get to eat what you’re serving.”
“That is a terrible euphemism, Kurt.”
“Who said it was a euphemism? I’m hungry.”
Kurt watched as Dave continued to cook, and his cock twitched in
excitement every time Dave would flex his muscles while grabbing the
bowl or moving the pan.
He finally couldn’t help himself anymore, and went up behind Dave.
He put his arms around him and licked the shell of his ear,
“I think the eggs will have to wait, because I can’t right now.”
He reached around and shut the stove off.
Then his tongue was in Dave’s mouth.
It was hot and heavy, just like the first night in Kurt’s apartment,
except this time, there was nothing stopping them from the rough,
passionate sex they were desperate to have.
Dave lifted Kurt up, and Kurt instinctively wrapped his legs around Dave’s waist.
Dave sat Kurt on the edge of the island in the kitchen and continued his assault on Kurt’s mouth.
Kurt reached down to the sheet tied loosely around Dave’s hips and grasped Dave’s cock in his hand.
Dave groaned and bit his lip. He reached out to steady himself against
the island and saw Kurt’s cock jutting out from the hem of his shirt.
He grasped Kurt in his hand and as they continue to kiss, they slowly jacked each other.
Then the door to the kitchen opened and in walked Finn and Santana.