Blaine didn't know what to say at first. There was more he needed to say, he was attracted to Kurt. But he was scared, too. Maybe lying in bed, practically pasted to him and sporting a hard-on wasn't exactly the best place to be discussing this. Or maybe it was....Blaine turned toward Kurt, his erection deliberately brushing against Kurt's leg. Blaine held his breath in anticipation of what Kurt would say, but all he got was a gasp. Kurt began to tremble beside Blaine, and Blaine started to move away, cursing himself for acting on such a stupid idea. But Kurt grabbed at him, taking his shoulder to pull him back and practically climbing on top of Blaine to bring their lips together in a tentative kiss. Blaine kissed back, feeling that Kurt's body had been in the same state of arousal as his own, Kurt's erection like a brass rod rubbing against Blaine's inner thigh.

“Well, I guess that answers that question,” Blaine said a few minutes later when they stopped for air. Kurt giggled.

They lay just looking at each other, giving in to a little laughter, but otherwise just looking into each others' eyes. Then, like magnets that were resting too close together, they fell back in each others' arms. Blaine pushed Kurt back into the mattress, kissing him and humming in contentment as he let his tongue slip out just enough to touch it to Kurt's bottom lip and move along the plump part before returning to the kiss. Kurt opened his mouth a little, not sure of how this was all supposed to go. This was his first real kiss and he hoped his inexperience wasn't showing. But Blaine seemed to be enjoying himself, kissing back and now letting his tongue slip into Kurt's mouth. Oh, that was wonderful. Kurt had given this particular act a lot of thought over the years, but the actual kiss was so different than he had imagined. Blaine tasted good, which was a surprise because Kurt hadn't thought about that aspect. Blaine moved his hand under Kurt's loose pajama shirt and started caressing his skin and Kurt lost all ability to analyze the situation – he went with the feelings and lost himself in being with Blaine in this new and sensual way.

“Blaine.....”

“Yeah?”

“Ah, I have sort of a confession to make. I've never even touched another boy before,” Kurt said, hesitant because of his inexperience.

“It's okay, Kurt. I haven't either. We can learn together maybe?” Blaine said back, feeling very unsure of himself. He leaned very close, and whispered in Kurt's ear, his breath warm and damp as he touched Kurt gently on his neck and slid his fingers down to touch his collarbone in a soft caress. “You can touch me, Kurt. I'd like it if you did.”

Warmth flooded all of Kurt's senses. What did he say? Oh....Kurt put out a hand, his tentative touch tickling Blaine as he ran his finger over his cheek, along his jaw and then along his lips. He was shy and scared, but he wanted this so badly. He began with removing Blaine's pajama shirt, then trailed his fingers down the center of Blaine's chest, swirling around the ribs and sternum in a random pattern, seeing in the dim light the goose flesh that appeared in the wake of his touch. He followed a muscle, feeling it's strength under the soft skin and then centering on the pink nipple of Blaine's left chest. He circled it, Blaine gasping a little, and then added a tiny bit more pressure, mostly because he wanted to see what it felt like but enjoying the sound that came out of Blaine's mouth when he did it. He wanted to hear that sound again, so he leaned forward and pointed his tongue, just touching the tip to where his finger had just been. Blaine not only gasped again, but he let out a sort of squeak. Encouraged by this, Kurt flattened his tongue and licked over the nipple, slowly back and forth until the squeak turned into a moan. That sound almost brought Kurt to orgasm, and he moved to the other nipple to do it all again.

“Take off your pajamas, Kurt,” Blaine asked, looking expectantly at Kurt's face and seeing him blush, even in the low light of the moon streaming in the window. Kurt didn't hesitate, he climbed out of the blankets to sit on the end of the bed, although he moved very slowly as if he were contemplating the results of his actions. Blaine untied his pajama pants, removed them, and slipped back under the covers before he could change his mind. He picked up the corner of the blanket and held it invitingly to Kurt, who slid back underneath the sheets next to Blaine.

“Do you want me to do that to you, Kurt? Lick your nipples?” Blaine asked in a quiet voice full of emotion. Kurt couldn't say anything, his throat choked with too many feelings - a mixture of want, need, embarrassment, curiosity, fear of rejection, and so many more. He pulled back the blanket and cupped his hand around the back of Blaine's neck and gently pulled him close, positioning his lips so they brushed the dusky pink bits of flesh. He made a small noise in his throat, one of need or lusty craving that made Blaine's heart quicken as he felt the stiffness on his tender lips. He wondered how something so small, something so insignificant could make him feel so good -as though there were an electric wire connecting his nipple to his cock when Kurt's tongue had made contact. He watched Kurt's face to see if it did the same thing when he licked them.

Kurt had closed his eyes in order to concentrate on the touch and when Blaine's tongue grazed over the spot it was an intense jolt, Kurt almost shouted. His body curled forward and he had grabbed Blaine's face in reflex, moaning at the touch. His back arched as he pushed his chest forward, not wanting the feeling to end, and Blaine bent his head forward to continue his ministrations.

“Blaine, ah, Blaine..if just touching my nipples feels this good, what is touching my penis going to feel like?” Kurt said, although he thought it was just in his mind and didn't realize he had said it aloud. Blaine stopped and drew back to stare at Kurt, who was all but panting by now.

“Oh, I didn't mean to say that...I'm sorry, Blaine, I was just thinking out loud....” Kurt babbled on, but stopped suddenly and put his hand under the blanket and grasped Blaine's flesh. It was very gentle and his hands were amazingly soft, but it felt like his skin was being burned, the heat of the blood coursing through the veins was almost too much.

“Like that,” Kurt said in a husky whisper as he explored the length of Blaine's penis with his fingers, very slowly and with tenderness as though he might do it damage. It was as if he thought the organ was either made of glass or perhaps might blow up with rough treatment. Kurt was using both hands now, trading places as the one hand gripped around the shaft came to the tip, he took it off and placed it on the base and moved the other hand up to repeat the same thing over and over. Blaine was just undone by this, gasping for air and humming, moaning, closing his eyes, but the friction was wrong and he tried to think of how to tell Kurt.

After a few moments of that, Kurt stopped. Blaine's eyes snapped open, a deprived look in his eyes for a minute until he realized he was being selfish and Kurt would like to feel it, too. He started to sit up, but Kurt laid a hand on his chest to indicate he should stay where he was.

“Do you have any lube?” Kurt asked.

Blaine just stared at him for a moment. “Me? No....”

Kurt backed up and got out of bed, Blaine's hand following his as if to bring him back.

“Where are you going?” Blaine almost whined.

“To see if I can borrow some from Cooper,” Kurt said, and Blaine blanched pale, his mouth open in shock.

“NO!”

Kurt almost doubled up in laughter. “Of course I'm not going to ask your brother, Blaine. Chill. I'm just going in here for a second,” He said, walking into the bathroom. He returned with a bottle.

Climbing back into bed, he poured a small amount of thick liquid into his palm. “This is just unscented lotion, it won't cause any irritation, but I think I should warm it up a little first,” Kurt said, running his other hand down Blaine's inner thigh to calm him. He closed his hand so the lotion wouldn't spill and got closer to Blaine, placing his mouth on Blaine's and kissing him. Blaine's hands cupped Kurt's face, kissing back for a while before he felt Kurt's hand back on his penis. The lotion was warm now and felt smooth and sensual as Kurt ran his hand down and up again, coating it with the slick liquid. This felt totally different, the friction was different and it aroused Blaine more than he had even imagined. Kurt was dragging his hand, tightly wrapped around the girth, up and down, making a slight sideways movement whenever he reached the ridge so that the stimulation there was more intense.

Just when Blaine thought it couldn't get any better, Kurt's other hand came down between Blaine's legs to softly fondle his balls. Not a lot, he was being very gentle as though Blaine were a delicate and precious thing, but this added sensation was just the catalyst needed to push Blaine into an intense orgasm, moaning and gasping while Kurt didn't let up on his motions until Blaine had spent himself. He lay back, panting and trying to catch his breath, unable to speak or even put two thoughts together. Kurt could see his face, so beautiful as he came, now relaxed with a natural smile gracing his lips. He opened his arms, gathering Kurt close to his chest, kissing his hair.

They just lay together for a long time, eyes closed at first, but opening to look into the other's eyes, sometimes to kiss. Blaine, finally recovered, leaned up on his forearm to kiss Kurt.

“That was so different than anything I imagined it would be, Kurt, so much more intense. I don't know why we haven't been doing this all along,” Blaine said, beginning to stroke Kurt's chest in a sensual way, tracing patterns with his fingers the way he'd done earlier. He continued to kiss, moving from Kurt's lips down his neck to his collarbone where he sucked blood to the surface of the thin skin and left a rose of purple behind as he moved on, kissing and caressing his way down Kurt's chest. He found that he really liked the taste of Kurt's skin. It was soft and pale with golden and pink highlights that showed up in the moonlight, like the inside of some exotic shell found only at the bottom of the sea. Kurt kind of tasted like the sea, a little salty but fresh.

He reached Kurt's waist and felt Kurt's muscles stiffen and his breath catch.

“Are you okay, Kurt?” Blaine asked.

“Ah, yes, but I guess I'm a little nervous. Are you sure you want to keep doing that?' he was clearly worried about where Blaine was going with his mouth. Blaine smiled to himself, he knew exactly where he was going, and he thought Kurt would enjoy it if he gave himself a chance.

“Just relax, you're in good hands. Inexperienced, but my enthusiasm will more than make up for that, I hope,” Blaine said in a calming voice.

Kurt lay back and let it happen. He wasn't able to relax in the way Blaine had, but he did his best considering what was obviously going to happen in just a few....AHHHHHH.

Instead of a slow buildup that Kurt was expecting, Blaine had opened his mouth and slid Kurt's cock in as far as it would reach, eliciting a squeal from the throat of one surprised boy. Blaine would have grinned if that were possible. He moved his tongue from the tip down the underside of the shaft to the base, or as close as his under-educated mouth seemed able to take.

From all that Blaine had read over the internet, this would take a little while to achieve and he had to find and maintain a certain rhythm, which he was willing to do if Kurt would just give him a chance to do it. But Kurt was anxious and almost trembling as Blaine caressed and fondled his cock with his talented tongue, using his other hand to touch further back between Kurt's thighs, molding his fingers gently around Kurt's balls and moving his fingers slowly, like a sea anemone, to increase the stimulation. He came down again on Kurt's penis, his tongue flattened to add increased pressure to the vein and around the ridge, sucking ever so slightly when he felt a tightening in Kurt's balls and suddenly, before he had time to prepare, warm salty liquid was bursting forth like a fourth of July firework into his throat with amazing force.

Blaine choked and pulled back, his mouth open in mild shock as semen spattered out and down his chest while he coughed. He had the presence of mind to hold on to Kurt's cock so it didn't spray all over, and so he could add a bit of gentle friction to ensure the pleasure was completely spent by the end. He hardly had time to enjoy the sounds that he loved so much coming from Kurt's musical throat when he placed a reassuring hand on Kurt's chest in a stroke of comfort before he backed off the bed and into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

He spit in the sink, quietly so Kurt didn't hear him, he didn't want to hurt his feelings, but he had no idea what semen was going to taste like. He had assumed it was salty – and it was – but there was a bitter taste, too. Wow, it really wasn't so bad, but the funny taste coupled with the surprise meant he had not handled this very well. He grabbed the mouthwash and sloshed a bit in his mouth, swished and spit, followed by a long drink of water. He took a deep breath and went back through the door.

Kurt was still on the bed, wiping himself with a moist towelette that he must have brought with him when he brought the lotion. He wouldn't look at Blaine, clearly embarrassed. Blaine wasn't sure what to say, but Kurt's self-esteem was low enough, he had to say something to make him feel better. Blaine went to the cupboard outside the bathroom and got out a set of sheets for his bed. He started taking off the soiled ones and balled them up to set in a laundry basket before shaking the clean one out. Kurt took the other corners and they made the bed together, still not even looking at each other. Blaine slipped on a clean pair of pajama pants and held out another pair to Kurt, who took them with a small smile that faded instantly.

Blaine slid into the new sheets, smelling the laundry soap and feeling the smooth, clean feeling of fresh linen. He loved clean sheets. He held up the corner of the covers, inviting Kurt to come lie next to him with his eyes. Kurt complied. They turned out the lights and cuddled together, Kurt letting out a sigh.

“Hey, is everything okay?” Blaine asked.

“Yeah,” Kurt mumbled.

Blaine leaned forward, kissing Kurt's forehead as he was lying partly on Blaine's chest, his arm around Kurt's back.

“Kurt, that was wonderful. I know I'm new at this, but I had no idea it...well, things...oh, shit. I had no idea how that would feel and it was so much more than I expected,” Blaine finally said. “Was it the way you had pictured it?”

“More or less. Okay, it was more. A lot more. Thank you, Blaine. I know you didn't have to do that last, I would have been happy with just your hand,” he said in a tiny voice, obviously embarrassed to talk about his.

“Hands feel good. I just wanted to give you more,” Blaine said.

Kurt moved his mouth close to Blaine's ear and whispered into it, “Can I ask a stupid, embarrassing question and you won't get mad at me?”

“Yes. I don't know if I can answer it, but I'll try,” Blaine agreed.

“What did it taste like?”

“Oh. Well, in all the stories I've read, they seem to like it. But it's funny, not really bad but kind of salty and kind of bitter...” Blaine said, blushing.

“You didn't have to do that. And I'm so sorry I didn't warn you, but I didn't know,” Kurt buried his face in Blaine's neck.

“Hey, now. It was a learning experience, it wasn't going to be perfect. We'll have to practice maybe?”

Kurt giggled. He wasn't feeling so awkward now. “I can't describe it...your tongue, your mouth...on me.....so hot, and wet and well, it was so overwhelming to me that I didn't realize...until it was too late...”

“Kurt. It was fine. I know how anatomy works, but I was overwhelmed, too. I mean it when I say it was fine. Do you want to stop? I won't even ask again if you tell me you don't want to,” he reassured Kurt.

“Oh, no, I didn't mean that. I would like to do that again, maybe something similar, too. I just wanted to tell you I was sorry,” Kurt said.

“Nothing to be sorry about, nothing at all. I enjoyed it. A lot.” Blaine said, blushing a little. “All you have to do is tell me, and I'll be ready. Okay?”

Kurt sighed a very contented sigh into Blaine's neck. He stretched his arms out, feeling the stretch in the tendons, waking up a little more with fresh oxygen moving through the muscles. He opened his eyes to see Blaine's honey-amber-hazel eyes looking back, a smile on Blaine's face. It was a kind of a shy smile, like he was worried about Kurt's approval. Kurt leaned up and placed his lips gently on Blaine's lips, so soft and sexy that Blaine was almost hard again. He could fall in love with Kurt's lips.