Fic: First Time (Kurt/Dave, NC-17)

Feb 23, 2011 21:30


Title: First Time
Author: jenmstar 
E-mail: jenmstar@gmail.com
Pairing: Kurt/Dave
Rating: NC-17
Archive: kurtofsky_fic  karofskylove  karofsky_hummel 
Beta: None. Please let me know if you find any mistakes.
Word Count: 3,083
Warnings: None (unless guy/guy action counts?)
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: This is all fiction.



“I want to have sex.”

The second the words were out of his mouth, Kurt regretted saying them. At least like that. He had a perfect speech prepared about this topic already planned and this was not how it started. Not at all.

Maybe, just maybe, Kurt thought, Dave had fallen asleep. However the abrupt ceasing of the rise and fall of the chest below his cheek, followed quickly by a large inhale and exhale and Kurt knew that he wasn’t that lucky, so he held his breath, waiting for Dave’s response.

Whatever he was expecting, it was not a snort, followed by an amused “We just had sex, Fancy.”

That made Kurt laugh and tighten his arm around Dave’s waist, rubbing his cheek slightly against Dave’s chest. “No, you Neanderthal,” Kurt chuckled, “that was not sex. That was giving each other handjobs. Good handjobs. Great handjobs, actually. But that’s not sex.”

“Oh.” Dave was quiet for a moment and Kurt could almost hear him thinking. “You mean, you want me to fuck you?”

“Well,” Kurt swallowed hard, “that would be one way of going about it.” He felt his cheeks starting to flush red. But from his position, he could see Dave’s cock start to harden. That was encouraging at least. “I take it you’re… open to the idea?” Kurt continued, letting his fingers trace the thick line of hair from Dave’s navel to the dark curls around his cock. Dave squirmed, trying to get Kurt’s teasing fingers closer to his cock, making Kurt smirk. “Is that an answer?” Kurt continued, letting his fingers travel lower, barely brushing across Dave’s balls.

“Sure, just… yeah…” Dave groaned, fingers threading though, then tightening in Kurt’s hair.

“Now?” Kurt asked hopefully, tilting his head up and letting his lips brush against Dave’s jaw. His own cock started to harden against Dave’s thigh as he took the tip of his index finger and trailed it ever so slowly up the length of Dave’s cock.

“Um, well,” Dave stammered, then gasped as Kurt’s fingers wrapped around his erection, squeezing firmly. “I suppose now would work. If, um, you really think now…”

Kurt scooted up Dave’s body before kissing him firmly. “I can make now work,” he said when he finally pulled back, reaching across Dave to open the top drawer of his nightstand and pull out two items. The condom he left on top of the nightstand before he moved back to kiss Dave again, pressing the bottle of lube into Dave’s hand.

He pulled back from the kiss and opened his eyes just in time to see Dave look down at the bottle in his hand, his brow furrowing in confusion.

“It’s lube,” Kurt finally supplied after a few awkward moments of silence.

“For… sex,” Dave said, half statement, half question, looking from the bottle in his hand, up to Kurt, then back down to the bottle.

“Yes, for sex,” Kurt responded, almost, but not quite, repressing the urge to sigh. “To make things… smooth. You put it on your cock after you, you know, get me ready.”

“Get you ready?” Dave asked, his thigh pressing against Kurt’s cock. “You feel like you’re ready to me. I mean, you are the one who said you wanted to fuck.”

“Seriously?” Kurt asked, sitting up so he can look down at Dave. “You’re joking, right? You do know at least that much about sex, don’t you? I mean, I gave you all of that porn…”

“I thought that was for, you know,” Dave trailed off, making a crude hand gesture. “I mean, that’s why I was watching it. That was why you gave it to me, right?”

This time Kurt didn’t even bother to even try repressing his sigh. “Well, yes, in part. I’d be worried if you didn’t. But you said that you wanted to know what to do with a guy.”

“Well, then, just tell me what it was I didn’t learn so we can just get on with this,” Dave said, wrapping an arm around Kurt’s shoulder and tugging him down for another kiss. “’cause now you’ve got me all horny again thinking about fucking you, so let’s just get on with it.”

“Well gee, when you put it like that, how can I resist,” Kurt said with a snort, rolling his eyes, then laughing as Dave swatted him lightly on his butt. “Fine, look… gay sex 101… basically, guys aren’t exactly naturally designed to you know…” Kurt trailed off with a wave of his hand.

“Be fucked up the ass,” Dave helpfully supplied, hand moving down to caress Kurt’s own ass.

Kurt laughed, wiggling into Dave’s touch. “Yeah, that,” he said, giving Dave a quick kiss. “Anyway, guys need to be, uh,” Kurt damned himself that he was blushing talking about this, “opened up and,” he paused again, eyes flicking down to the bottle of lube in Dave’s hand, “moistened.”

“Makes sense, I guess,” Dave said, tongue flicking out across his lips quickly.

“Good,” Kurt said brightly. “How do you want me?”

Dave frowned. “What do you mean?”

Kurt rolled his eyes and sighed again. “I mean, how to you want me when you prepare me?” he clarified. “My back, stomach,” he paused and swallowed hard, “hands and knees?”

“Oh, um, I guess whatever you think is best,” Dave said, then wraped his arm tight around Kurt and rolled them over slightly so they were side by side. “Since you have all the experience from watching all the porn and all,” he added with a smile, shifting so his groin is pressed firmly against Kurt’s.

“Well, yeah, that,” Kurt said, pressing up against Dave, “and, as much as I hate to make the pun, first hand experience.”

Dave pulled back, looking at Kurt with confusion. “What do you mean? I thought you said you and that Blaine didn’t… or was there someone else?”

“Oh seriously,” Kurt said, reaching up and tugging Dave back down against him. “Not Blaine, or anyone else. Just me.”

“You mean, you…” Dave trailed off for a moment, blushing. “Yourself?”

Kurt chuckled, trying to cover his own blush by burying his face against Dave’s neck. “Yes, myself,” he said, titling his head up slightly to kiss Dave’s jaw. “I like it. It feels good, you know.”

“Don’t know,” Dave replied, “never tried it. But just tell me what to do. I’m not that hopeless.”

“Debatable at this point,” Kurt responded with a grin. “Look, you use the lube on your fingers, then, uh, put them, you know, in me, one at a time, kind of in-and-out and around to get the lube in there and get me, uh, open. And ideally if you can get the prostate, that helps makes it feel good.”

“Prostate?” Dave questioned, eyebrows drawing together slightly in confusion. “Doesn’t that have something to do with cancer or something?”

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Kurt muttered, reaching out and taking the lube from Dave. “I’ll just show you what to do.”

“Okay,” Dave said, grinning and scooting back a bit as Kurt slicks his fingers. “You are the one that knows what you are doing after all.”

“I do,” Kurt agreed, leaning down to kiss Dave. “Glad you agree,” he added, sliding his fingers down between Dave’s legs, then up behind his balls.

“What the hell?” Dave scooted back across the bed, almost falling off the other side. “What were you doing?”

“What do you mean what am I doing?” Kurt asked, sitting up and glaring at Dave. “What are you doing?”

“You said you were going to show me what to do,” Dave responded, returning Kurt’s glare, “and the next thing I know you’re trying to stick your finger up my ass.”

“How did you think I was going to show you what to do?” Kurt asked. Dave blushed and Kurt’s eye widen suddenly. “Wait, did you think you meant on myself?” Dave’s blush started to deepen even more and Kurt could feel the heat coming back into his own cheeks. “You thought you were going to watch me finger myself?”

“Well, you did say show,” Dave said, scooting a little closer back to the middle of the bed. “I thought by show you meant I would be watching something. Not, having it done to me.”

Kurt sighed and moved a little closer to Dave. “Guess I could have been more clear,” he said, looking down at his shiny fingers. “But really, what would you learn from watching, especially since you didn’t learn anything watching the porn?”

“I don’t know,” Dave admitted, moving back against Kurt’s side. He paused for a moment before looking up at Kurt with a slightly sheepish look. “But I thought it would be really hot.”

“Really?” Kurt asked, managing to feel both embarrassed and flattered at the same time. “That’s kind of… I don’t know. Maybe another day?”

“Sure,” Dave replied with a grin, then frowned. “Does that mean you still want to…” he trailed off, gesturing at Kurt’s hand.

“Still seems like the best plan to me,” Kurt answered. He looked at Dave’s face for a moment. “Seriously Dave, you’ve had your tongue in my mouth and your hand on my cock and have just been saying that you want to have sex with me and watch me finger myself, so please tell me you aren’t going to say something moronic like having another guy’s fingers up your ass is too gay for you.”

“Shut up,” Dave said, leaning over and resting his head on Kurt’s shoulder. “I didn’t say that.”

“You were thinking it though,” Kurt said, resting his cheek on the top of Dave’s head. “Look,” he said after a moment of silence, “we don’t have to do this, do anything you don’t want to do. But I’m not letting you fuck me if you don’t know how to start. Besides,” he paused to nudge Dave’s head up and kiss him lightly on the cheek, “I know how to make you enjoy it.”

Dave blushed and licked his lips. “Fine, let’s just do this,” he said after a moment.

“You sound so enthusiastic about that,” Kurt said, nudging Dave down onto his back and adding more lube to his fingers.

“I’m letting you do this, so stop complaining,” Dave responded, sighing as Kurt started stroking Dave’s cock back to hardness. It didn’t take long before Dave was hard again, hips pushing up and down, sliding his cock through Kurt’s slick fingers.

“I appreciate it,” Kurt said, stretching out half next to Dave, half over him. He lowered his head to kiss Dave’s neck as he let his fingers tease down over Dave’s balls, smiling as Dave moans in response. “Spread your legs a bit more,” he whispered, nipping at Dave’s earlobe as he let his fingers move down even farther.  “Or maybe it would be easier if you turned over,” Kurt suggested hesitantly.

Dave swallowed hard and nodded. “If it will be easier,” he muttered as he shifted away from Kurt and over onto his stomach.

“Stop thinking about it,” Kurt murmured against Dave’s shoulder as he trailed his fingers up the crack of Dave’s now exposed ass. Up and down a few times, shorter strokes each time until it was rubbing back and forth over Dave’s entrance.

“Just fucking do it,” Dave finally muttered, shifting his hips slightly.

“As you wish,” Kurt responded, kissing at the juncture of Dave’s neck and shoulder as he slid his index finger into Dave.

Dave grunted softly, hips pushing down into the mattress away from Kurt’s finger, but Kurt followed the movement with his hand. “You’re thinking too much,” he murmured, sucking at Dave’s neck and bringing up a mark as he slid his finger further in. Kurt moved his finger in and out, his own cock achingly hard just from Dave letting him do this.

A second finger followed before too long and Dave let out a pained hiss as it slid in along the first. “Look,” Dave said as Kurt paused for a moment, “I know I said I wanted to, you know, fuck you and all, but if it feels like this, I don’t know about this whole thing.”

Kurt laughed and started moving his fingers his again lightly. “That’s because you’re a virgin,” he said, leaning up to kiss Dave’s cheek. “I promise it feels good once you get used to it.”

“Yeah, well, you’re a virgin too, Fancy,” Dave responded with a pained chuckle. “Just kinky enough to get it on with yourself.”

“Well, thankfully one of us has,” Kurt replied, moving his fingers a bit faster, spreading them further, pushing them in farther.

“Are you done yet?” Dave asked with roll of his eyes. “Seriously, I get it already. I can do this to you, I promise.”

“Just one more thing you need to learn,” Kurt said with a chuckle. A few more thrusts of the fingers and Dave screeched, body jolting as Kurt simply laughed. “Your prostate,” he stated simply as Dave wiggled against the mattress.

“Holy fucking hell,” Dave cursed. “Is that what you were talking about? About why you like this?”

“Obviously,” Kurt chuckled, fingers working diligently against Dave’s prostate. “Coming from this is like nothing else,” he added, sliding in a third finger, pausing as Dave adjusted.

“You’ll make me come if you don’t fucking stop this,” Dave muttered as Kurt continued to stroke his prostate. “Seriously, Fancy,” he said as Kurt slid his free hand under Dave’s body to cup his cock, “I’m going to lose it before I can do this to you if you don’t stop.”

Kurt laughed and nuzzled Dave’s neck. “I don’t know,” he murmured against Dave’s skin. “Might be kind of fun to see you come like this.”

“I’m not opposed to the idea,” Dave responded, hips moving back against Kurt’s fingers, then forward to slide his cock into Kurt’s hand. “But I thought you wanted to get fucked.”

“I said I wanted to have sex,” Kurt clarified, then paused and swallowed hard. “So, maybe we could both get what we want right now,” he added hesitantly.

“You mean like, you fucking me?” Dave asked, sounding both shocked and slightly intrigued.

“Why not?” Kurt asked, withdrawing his fingers from Dave’s body, smirking as Dave groaned with the loss. “I want sex, you want to come, sooner rather than later from what I understand, and possibly with some prostate stimulation. It’s a win-win.”

Dave looked over his shoulder at Kurt, biting his bottom lip. “Fine,” he said after a moment. “But next time I get to fuck you, okay?”

“Whatever you say,” Kurt replied with a slight chuckle as he reached for the condom. It only took a moment for him to get it open and rolled onto his achingly hard cock. “You sure about this?” he asked as he straddled Dave’s legs.

“Yes, of course, I said yes, didn’t I,” Dave muttered as Kurt leaned forward over his back, cock sliding against the crack of his ass. “Seriously, I’m getting blue balls here. I just want to come, okay?”

Kurt chuckled and reached between their bodies to position himself against Dave’s entrance. “You are such a guy,” he teased, as he pushed forward, breath catching as the head of his cock slipped into Dave. “Just thinking with your dick all the time.”

“Yeah, but it’s getting you what you want isn’t it, Fancy?” Dave grumbled as Kurt pushed even farther in. “Now can you get back to making this feel good again, because this is kind of hurting.”

“Virgin,” Kurt murmured with a chuckle, reaching back under Dave to take hold of his cock again as he pushed until his balls were flush against Dave’s ass. “It gets easier after you’ve done it a couple times.”

“Yeah, well, it’s your ass next time,” Dave responded with a chuckle of his own, pushing forward into Kurt’s hand.

“At least you’ll have an idea of what to do then,” Kurt smirked, pulling back and pushing forward again. “Here, tilt your hips up a bit,” he added, using his free hand to pull at Dave’s hip as he began thrusting, short and shallow into Dave.

Dave grunted, planting his hands down and pushing his hips back toward Kurt. Kurt groaned as the movement sent him deeper into Dave. A couple more thrusts with Kurt changing the angle on each one and suddenly Dave cried out and his cock jumped in Kurt’s hand. “Finally,” Dave said with a groan. “Was wondering if you really knew what you were doing.”

“Oh shut up, Hamhock,” Kurt said, half laughing, half moaning as he began thrusting into Dave in earnest. “It’s not like I have a lot of practice trying to find another guy’s prostate with my dick, you know.”

“Good thing you’re a fast learner,” Dave said, pushing back to meet Kurt’s thrusts, his cock starting to leak, dripping over Kurt’s fist.

“Practice makes perfect,” Kurt quipped, the rhythm of his hips increasing, his breath coming in pants against Dave’s shoulder.

“Just practice making me come now,” Dave said, hips working to match Kurt’s. “I’m really close, I really want to.”

“Least I can do,” Kurt groans, tightening his fingers around Dave’s cock as he increased the speed of his thrusts. “Since you’ve been such a good sport about… all of this…”

Just a few more minutes of erratic thrusts and labored breaths and Dave came with a groan and curse, face pressed down into the pillow below him. Kurt felt the slick slide of Dave’s come over his fingers and he buried his face in Dave’s neck as he gave up on any finesse as he humped against Dave as quickly as he could until it became too much and his hips stilled as he came buried deep inside Dave.

For a moment or two neither Kurt nor Dave moved, their panting the only noise in the room until Kurt finally rolled off Dave’s back, peeling the condom off his cock and tossing it into the trash can next to the nightstand. As Dave rolled over onto his back, Kurt curled up next to him, slinging his arm across Dave’s chest and snuggling in with his body pressed against Dave’s side, his cheek resting on Dave’s chest.

“Thanks,” Kurt murmured softly across Dave’s skin after a few moments of peaceful silence.

Dave chuckled and tugged Kurt tighter against him, pressing a kiss to Kurt’s forehead. “Guess I’m glad you asked, Fancy.”
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