“Im in love with you, too, Blaine.”

Kurt sat quietly as Blaine appeared to be catching up to what had just been said. He blinked, looking somehow surprised that Kurt had the same feelings for him. This was big, so big. It was suddenly the only right thing in his world – that Kurt loved him. It was right and it was wonderful and Blaine pulled Kurt close and kissed him so gently and softly that Kurt was whining for more.

“Oh...god, Kurt. You love me? You love me!” Blaine said again, as if it was too good to believe.

“Yes, Blaine. I do. I love you so much – surely you knew that? Ive said it before...” Kurt told him, looking shyly at Blaine, who nodded. He had, it had just never struck him like it did now.

“I have to have you near me all the time and when youre not, I dont know what to do with myself. I pout and act moody and everyone notices....I just dont feel in control of myself anymore. Its a bit crazy,” Kurt admitted, kissing the warm place under Blaines jaw.

“I must be a bit crazy, too, because I could say the same of myself,” Blaine said, his face sincere. “I know we were on the same wavelength before, I mean we were both aware of the attraction? But it feels so good to tell you, Kurt, that you are all I think about, too.”

The two grew quiet, not sure what would come next. Neither boy had dated before so having a relationship was new. The admission of love had been there, just not stated in so many words. They were holding hands, just looking into each others eyes.

“Blaine? I think its still a few hours until dawn, do you want to just – maybe just cuddle here together?” Kurt asked.

“Id like that,” Blaine said, settling down in the sleeping bag and holding Kurt in his arms.

They lay together, listening to the forest around them, migrating closer to each other. Kurt laid his head on Blaines shoulder and closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of his boyfriends skin as his body heat made its way into the nest they had made for themselves between the sleeping bags.

“Kurt?”

“Yes?”

“Do you think were too young for this? I mean – to say well be together - forever?” Blaine asked.

“What makes you say that? Are you not sure now that Im the love of your life?”

“Oh, you dont need to worry about that. Yes, you are the love of my life. I meant – I want to have us together forever. I want you, Kurt, for always, but I dont want to stop you from growing and learning and experiencing things. Do you think we should – I dont know, hold back a bit until weve known each other longer?” Blaine asked. He didnt want to, he wanted Kurt forever, but he felt he had to give him the choice.

“Hold what back? Do you want me to date other guys?” Kurt asked, his face a mirror of his dismay.

“No. I dont want you to, Im asking if you have to in order to make sure you feel as if youve experienced life. At least enough of it to know Im the one. I dont want you to wake up one day and find you let life pass you by, and Im to blame,” Blaine said.

“Blaine, I dont want to date anyone else. I dont want to live with anyone else. I dont want to love anyone the way I love you,” Kurt said, his eyes finding Blaines in the moonlight once more.

Blaine heaved a sigh. It was what he wanted to hear, but he hoped with all of his being that he wasnt making a mistake.

“Okay.”

They cuddled closer, Kurt burying his nose under Blaines jaw, rubbing the nape of his neck as he took in the scent that made him feel boneless with content. Kurt inched closer, practically on top of Blaine as he began kissing the soft skin of his boyfriends neck, his fingers making their way under his shirt to lay pressed to Blaines heart.

Blaine loved the innocent snuggles, the warm breath across his collarbone, the curious fingers exploring his chest and sides. He wanted so much to be what Kurt needed in terms of a best friend, a loyal partner, a loving boyfriend. He wanted to look at Kurt and see how much he was needed, how Kurt would rely on him for the years to come. He wanted to be able to take care of this precious gift, to be Kurts everything.

These thoughts were so often in Blaines mind, every day he found he wanted and needed Kurt more and more – but he didnt want to suffocate the boy with his love. Even his brother had told him that he was too clingy. He closed his eyes and thought about that. Was he really too stifling for Kurt? Would Kurt even tell him? He hated to move from this safe and enjoyable cuddle, but he had to know the truth.

“Kurt?”

“Uh huh?”

“Am I too much? I mean...am I strangling you with my attentions?” Blaine asked.

“Where did that come from? Do I look like I need space between us?” Kurt asked, giving him a strange look.

“Oh. Well, no....but Cooper tells me that I am a strangle-vine with the people I love and I dont want you to be sick of me. I want to give you space if you need it,” Blaine explained.

“Cooper said that? Well, I guess he has known you longer than I have, but the absolute truth is that I love it when were close. Im the one who asked you to meet me here, remember? You are not crowding me at all, Babe. We can be close...I promise Ill let you know if I need space. Okay?” Kurt offered.

“Okay,” Blaine said, kissing Kurts lips. “Just make sure...I dont want you to wait until its too late.”

Kurt pushed himself up further on Blaines body, rubbing his hard cock against Blaine and loving the resulting moan before he pressed in with a deep kiss.

Blaine responded, pulling Kurt tighter against him and rutting up to get the friction his body was screaming for.

“Kurt, can we... can we do something more? There is nobody around and it is the middle of the night,” Blaine reasoned.

“What do you mean by more?”

Blaines hands reached down and undid Kurts belt and then his jeans. He helped pull them down to Kurts thighs and then came back to pull down his briefs, leaving his erect cock waiting for more.

“Yes....” Kurt sighed, scooting the clothes down further.

Blaine took Kurt in his hand, sliding his fingers around the shaft and stroking very lightly, his thumb curling over the tip to collect the moisture there.

“Oh...yes, Blaine...that feels so good, so warm and soft and just...so good,” Kurt said, his brain not functioning on all cylinders.

“Babe, what do you want me to do? Im all yours, just tell me,” Blaine whispered.

“Let me take off my pants, Im sure well think of something. Here, take off yours, too,” Kurt said, a bit louder than he was before. Blaine put a hand over his mouth, giving Kurt a look in the moonlight.

“Noise travels over water, lets be quieter,” he suggested as he helped Kurt to remove his jeans, then taking his own off. He folded them lightly and placed them neatly beside them.

Blaine went back to kissing Kurt, deep and long as their naked bodies rubbed against each other. They slid together, their bellies close, cocks rubbing with the help of Kurts hand surrounding them.

“Now, what do you want me to do?” Kurt asked. He studied Blaines face, so beautiful as he closed his eyes and the needs of his body showed on his face.

“Can we...I wondered...can we make love?” Blaine asked, pulling back far enough to see Kurts face as he asked the question.

Kurt stopped what he was doing.

“You want to make love. Now?” Kurt asked.

“Yes....oh, dont you?”

“Blaine? Ah...you want our first encounter, our first time making that kind of commitment, our first time making love to each other - -you want it in a sleeping bag in the forest with nothing to lie on but a sleeping bag on the ground, no place to wash afterward, limited access to the things we need...?”

“I hadnt thought of that...we could wash in the lake?,” Blaine said, blushing.

“No, Blaine. I dont think I can do that. We havent really talked about it, I know. And that might be a large part of the problem here. I want our first time with me inside you or you inside me to be special. Do you think doing it on the spur of the moment in a public park, on the ground...is what you want?” Kurt asked, incredulous. His face settled into a frown.

“I hadnt thought of that....no. No, I dont. Thank goodness one of us has their head on straight! Im sorry, Kurt,” Blaine said.

“Nothing to be sorry about,” Kurt answered, but the atmosphere was different now and the boys lay in the sleeping bag apart from each other, neither knowing what to say. The night had held such promise, but now it wasnt turning out to be the best. Kurt sighed and turned away from Blaine at the same time Blaine turned to rest on his other hip. They lay there, feeling miserable, each wondering what the other was thinking.

After half an hour, neither had fallen asleep. Kurt was thinking he should have stayed at his dads house. Blaine was regretting the phone call and agreeing to meet Kurt. He was feeling so depressed, knowing it was all his fault for asking to make love with Kurt. He hadnt expected to be rejected, and it hurt. Tears came, running down his face as he struggled not to let Kurt know he was crying. He held himself very stiff and tried to think of other things – his car, the test coming up in American Literature, wondering just how much trouble he was in with the headmaster for leaving campus.

It didnt work. He could not get the image of Kurts disappointment out of his head. Was he so wrong to want to make love to Kurt? It was fine that Kurt said no, but then why did Blaine feel so guilty?

He was trying to keep his eyes closed now, maybe he could fall asleep? But warm hands came around his body, tugging him close. Kurts mouth was on his neck, kissing and nibbling. He could feel every inch of Kurts flesh pressed against him as he relaxed into those loving arms.

“Are we okay? You know that I love you and I really do want you– You know that, right?” Kurt asked, his voice sad and hurt.

“We are, or at least I think so --- Are you still upset with me?” Blaine asked. He didnt want to ask, was afraid to know, but he couldnt help it.

“No, my love. I was hoping you were not upset with me,” Kurt said, resuming the kisses as he moved down Blaines back.

“We need to talk more, maybe? I am guilty of assuming I know what youre thinking. That should never have happened, and I apologize. Its just that we got so close so fast...” Blaine said, trying to figure it all out.

“Agreed. I have jumped to the same conclusions. I love you so much it scares me, Blaine. My life has not been very full of good things and it causes me to doubt it when something good comes along. That is so unfair to you, Babe. I had no call to reject your advances like that. You know I sometimes dream about making love with you?” Kurt asked. Blaine stilled, this admission was a surprise to him.

“You do?” he asked.

“Yeah...probably more than is healthy for me,” Kurt laughed.

“Tell me more about this...” Blaine smiled, then laughed at the shocked look on Kurts face.

“I will not!”

Blaine laughed even louder. He knew that although Kurt was a willing participant in their sexual encounters, he did not like to talk about them.

“Now, lie still,” Kurt said, moving so he was lying partly on Blaines back as he resumed the kisses down his back. He followed the strong muscles along his backbone, licking into the dimples just above the curves of his perfect ass. Blaine giggled.

“Does that tickle?” Kurt asked, faux innocently.

“Yes...but you meant it to,” Blaine said, seeing through Kurts sham.

Kurt went back to kissing – down the slope of Blaines back and over his rounded cheeks. Blaine was humming in anticipation when Kurt gently pulled his cheeks apart and blew warm air on his boyfriend. Blaine jumped, the feeling was so strange.

“Is this okay?” Kurt whispered. Blaine hummed a yes, curling his fingers into the fabric of the sleeping bag underneath him.

Kurt licked along the end of Blaines spine, his hands gently parting the cheeks as he ran his tongue down the cleft and circled the pink opening. Blaine shivered all over. He began trembling as Kurt took his time, slow and soft, licking from backbone to perineum.

“Oh, my heaven and stars...” Blaine said, his voice shaky and low. He could not believe the sensuous feeling of this – he had read about rimming, but it never crossed his mind to try it.

“Is this good, Blaine?” Kurt asked, putting his head up to observe Blaines face. Blaine was lying on his stomach, his head on the rolled-up sleeping bag. His face was the picture of contentment and happiness.

“Yes....” he said in a dreamy voice.

Kurt went back to his mission, giving Blaine something he enjoyed, that felt so good – it was a sort of apology for saying no to intercourse. Kurt was feeling bad about rebuffing Blaines advances and he wanted in the worst way to make it up to him. He redoubled his efforts, licking harder and finally slipping his tongue just inside the tight muscle. Blaines moan could be heard across the water.

Kurt continued for quite a while, until Blaine was panting and rock hard before Kurt turned him over. Kurt hadnt thought far enough ahead to bring lube, but he had a small jar of vaseline in his jeans pocket that he used for chapped lips. He found it and opened the jar, rubbing some between his fingers before going back to Blaine.

“Just lie still, Babe, Im not finished with you,” Kurt said. Blaine pulled him down to give him a deep, passionate kiss. Kurt kept that up for a while before he took Blaines hard cock in his mouth, sucking gently as he rubbed his tongue around the crown and slid it under the foreskin. He slipped his tongue down to caress the vein underneath and Blaine moaned his name out.

Blaine was trembling again, fighting against his instinct to buck his hips and push down Kurts throat. He had no idea what to do with his hands and found them in Kurts chestnut hair. Just as the thought he had himself under control, Blaine felt Kurts fingers – slick and warm and circling his entrance where his tongue had just left. It felt funny, not at all what he had imagined, but it was good and Blaine was lightheaded with all the things going on all at once.

Kurts finger breached the sphincter muscle, easy and slow. He stopped for a few moments to be sure Blaine was okay with this, then pushed in further. Blaine moaned even louder, making Kurt harder. He pushed his finger in again, going in and out as he made Blaine feel even better. It didnt take long to find that amazing spot that all the literature spoke about, the prostate. He rubbed it gently, increasing pressure a bit at a time and sucking his cock even harder. Then he found Blaines chest with his other hand and pinched his left nipple – not hard, but so Blaine could feel it. Doing all of this at the same time took coordination, but Kurt was doing a monumental job of it and Blaines heart was about to pound out of his chest with all the stimulation at once.

Blaine took one more breath, struggling to hold himself at bay, but the dam burst and he was coming in huge bursts of semen, his voice silent with his efforts to stay in Earths orbit as he felt himself fall apart.

When he was finally down to just the aftershocks, Kurt let go, withdrawing his fingers and lying on his back, tugging Blaine against him and holding him close. He kissed Blaines forehead, his temple, the corner of his mouth. He hugged his lover tightly and brought the sleeping bag up around their shoulders to keep warm in the night air.

Blaine slowly came back to reality, blinking his eyes and licking his lips before trying to speak. His throat was scratchy from moaning, but he had to say something.

“Oh, Kurt....you are the best lover in all the world. I am so lucky to have you, Babe...so lucky,” he said, lying back down with his ear to Kurts chest, listening to the heart that beat for him.

“Are you okay now?” Kurt asked, a little worried at his fast breaths.

“Yeah, just stunned I guess. Have I told you how much I love you today?” Blaine asked.

Kurt laughed. “Yes. Everyday you show me, how could I ever ask for more than that?”

Blaines breath was finally calming down. He snuggled closer to Kurt, his hands moving under the sleeping bag to run fingers down Kurts chest, past his waist.

“Ah...Im sorry, Blaine, but...” Kurt didnt finish because Blaines fingers found his soft cock curled asleep in its nest of chestnut hair. “I got a bit carried away when you were moaning and I was rubbing against you...well, you know what happened,” Kurt apologized.

“Oh...Kurt, its okay. We have a few hours until sunrise, just rest for a while?” he asked.

“Yeah...with you in my arms, Blaine, I dont need more than that.”

After cleaning up with a few tissues and wet-naps that Kurt kept in his car, they put their clothes back on and lay down together on top of the sleeping bags. Kurt made a mental note to keep some lube in the car, too. Vaseline was not easy to clean up.

“Kurt? I know you said you didnt want to go all the way yet – but Im wondering why what we just did was okay, but full intercourse isnt okay? Im not trying to be a jerk, I just want to understand,” Blaine said.

“Its hard to explain. In my mind, going as far as we did tonight was okay because we enjoyed it, and I do believe it brought us closer. Intercourse would do the same, but it is different in my mind. It is giving myself to you – absolutely and entirely. It is both of us giving to the other. I only plan on doing that with one person in my life, and right now I hope that person is you, Blaine,” Kurt started to explain, allowing a few quick glances to Blaines face in the moonlight to be sure he was okay with what Kurt was saying.

“I want that in time,” Kurt continued, “its just that right now I dont feel ready for that level of commitment. I want you and I love you, but waiting for our wedding day to make that dream a reality means so much to me, Blaine. It is a gift I can only give once, so I want to make it the most special time. Do you understand what Im trying to tell you?” Kurt asked, his eyes dark and full of liquid.

“Yeah, Kurt. I do. Im sorry it took me so long to understand. I agree, we should save that for the wedding day.”

“I love you,” Kurt said, meaning it.

“I love you, too. Im the luckiest man on Earth,” Blaine said as he took Kurt in his arms and kissed him.