kissesandkinks
Nov. 25, 2014, 6 p.m.
Sweet Dreams: Chapter 3
E - Words: 3,502 - Last Updated: Nov 25, 2014 Story: Closed - Chapters: 3/? - Created: Nov 25, 2014 - Updated: Nov 25, 2014 228 0 0 1 0
Cooper shivered with need as he held on to his sleeping angel's gorgeous ass and let his fingers slip between his cheeks and brush over his puckered little hole. Cooper couldn't help letting out a needy grunt of pleasure as his fingertip circled the boy's entrance and then he dipped the tip of a finger in.
The boy huffed and tensed his muscles tightening around Coopers fingertip. Oh fuck, this was going to be so good.
He dribbled some lube over the boy's whole and watched it drip down his crevasse to his balls. Cooper bit his lip holding himself back, he needed to open the angel up first, he wasn't interested in hurting him. He was going to take this slow. Cooper slicked up the finger and then pressed it back into his boy's entrance letting it slide to the knuckle before pulling out and in again.
Cooper continued to work him open as the boy let out little whines and moans lifting his ass up into the air as his hands grabbed onto his pillow and his eyes remained closed. Cooper stroked a hand up and down his back to comfort him while he added a second finger and the boy gasped in his sleep arching his back and burying Cooper's fingers deeper in him.
Cooper smiled watching him start to come apart under him. His hole was so tight and warm and his body was tense, muscles taut and Cooper couldn't wait to know what it would feel like to be inside of him . Cooper inserted a third finger and the boy's mouth fell open and his eyebrows furrowed as he turned his face on the pillow so that Cooper had an even better view of his profile. He let out a little cry as his mouth opened wider.
“You're doing so good baby.” Cooper whispered kissing between his shoulder blades as he added a fourth finger. The boy whimpered and Cooper couldn't tell if it was in pleasure or pain or both. He half wanted to wake him and ask how he was doing, but he looked so pretty in his sleep, gasping against the pillow, fingernails digging in as he rutted back on Coopers fingers. His face was growing rosy and sweat trickled down his cheek. The tip of his tongue brushed over his lips and Coopers breath caught in his chest.
Cooper stilled his hand for a moment giving his angel a moment to adjust and hopefully relax, the boys body was so tense, but Cooper was aching, his erection hard and wanting. He could only wait so long. He finally moved again pumping his fingers in and out a few more times loving watching the boy squirm and gasp under him. Finally he couldnt wait any more, he withdrew his fingers with a squelching sound and then turned the boy back over as he murmured in his sleep.
His face was more relaxed now that Cooper's fingers werent in him, jaw lax and mouth open. Cooper moaned and brought the hand that had been rubbing his back up to his face smoothing over his lips and probing inside his mouth with his thumb. The boy moaned his eyelids fluttering a little as he sucked on the pad of Cooper's thumb. Oh god.
Cooper crawled up the bed some and held on to his own painfully hard cock as it hovered over the boys face. He only let go to grasp the boys jaw and open his mouth wider before he lower the tip of his cock between the boys warm, wet lips. The boy stilled for a moment and Cooper leaned down more, just the head of his erection in the boys mouth, hitting the inside of his cheek. Cooper waited and then started slowly pulling in and out, never going far, he didnt want his angel to gag.
It took a moment for the boy to respond and then the rough tip of a tongue stroked across the head of Coopers cock and the boy sucked lightly letting out dizzying little mewls and whines. Cooper couldnt keep this up or he was going to come down the boys throat and that wasnt what he wanted.
He pulled out, but not for long, he had to be inside this beautiful creature right then. If not his mouth then the precious, tight, hot squeeze of his ass... Cooper squirted more lube into his hands and coated his hot trembling cock. He then moved his hands and body down the boys body until he reached his legs, he spread them wide and then grabbed a pillow and slid it under his hips to lift them a little. He gave himself a moment to stare, his angels cock fully hard and leaking cum even though Cooper had already brought him to climax once. Youth, it made sex so much more fun.
Finally he knelt between the boys milky legs and scooted forward until his hard cock brushed against the boy's balls. Cooper drew in a breath between his teeth and then lifted his angel up a little, his little pink hole now stretched and open and ready for him. Cooper slid partially in and then paused as he gripped the boy's waist and tried to catch his breath. He was so tight and felt so perfect around Cooper's aching cock.
The boy was whining now, skin warm and sweat trailing down his neck as he tilted his head and curved his back. He was breathtaking. Cooper leaned forward sliding a little deeper in as he placed a warm wet kiss on his angel's lips and then lifted himself back up hanging on to the boys hips as he thrust forward impaling the lovely creature beneath him and groaning loudly at the tight heat clamping around his erection. He kept driving in until his balls rested heavily against against the boy's parted cheeks.
Cooper huffed out a loud breath, “Fuck you're so perfect!” and glanced down to see blue eyes flash open and stare straight up at him.
Kurt was drifting in some world full of swirls of light and dark. He felt like he was on something soft, cool fabric across his body. A bed? Yes. He knew it was a bed even though the edges of everything were blurry and obscured. He knew he was on a bed the same way he knew he wasn't alone on the bed, instinctively.
He body was throbbing, heat rolling over him and a tightness in his stomach that he recognized but had never felt this strongly. Kurt groaned and tilted his head to the side. “Kiss me” he murmured and then there were soft lips on his neck. Kurt lifted his hips and pressed forward whining as his body was filled with pleasure, hands stroked lovingly down his skin and lips marked his neck, the curve of his shoulder down his chest, a tongue sweeping over his nipple and making him cry out.
“I… I've wanted this so long.” Kurt panted his voice breathy and light. “I never thought I'd actually…” His words broke off with a whimper as a hand cupped his ass and long fingers worked smoothly between his cheeks.
“Oh god.” Kurt moaned.
“It is okay?” A rich, warm, familiar voice asked him. “Is this what you want?”
Kurt licked his lips and tried to settle his mind. He didn't know what he was doing. All he knew about sex was from some awkward pamphlets his father had given him and some truly terrible porn he'd only watched part of. But with as much as he didn't know one thing he was sure of. He wanted this. He wanted it if it was with Blaine.
He wanted Blaine more than anything. And not just sexually, actually sex was secondary in his desire for Blaine, he loved him and wanted Blaine to love him back.
As if reading his mind the voice spoke again.
“I love you Kurt.” And the fingers pressed in making colors burst before Kurt's eyes.
“I love you too.” Kurt huffed out and his body twisted with pleasure as heat built in his stomach. He was going to come again. He tilted his head and searched Blaine out locking eyes and smiling at the deep golden hue as Blaine smiled back at him.
“This is just a dream." Kurt said as the realization hit him. "When I wake up you wont love me anymore."
“I'll always love you.” Blaine said and kissed his lips. Kurt moaned into the kiss, his eyes fluttering closed as something jolted inside him, burying itself deep with in him. It felt amazing… but also… intrusive and goodand… and a little painful.
Kurt's eyes snapped open again.
The bright haze of his dream slipped away. The fuzzy edges became sharp. He was still in a bed, but a real, solid feeling bed with silky sheets under him and something warm and heavy over him. His eyes tried to focus on a face but all he made out was a head of dark hair and strong arms and a tan torso.
Yes, yes. This was right, it felt even more real than his other dream, though he knew it couldn't be real. But it felt, oh lord it felt real . He could feel everything. The fingers pressing into his hips, the scratch of leg hair against his skin, the damp sweat under his body soaking into the sheets and… and something else something he didn't understand at first...
Something heavy, and hot and… full. He felt so full. His hazy mind couldn't keep up, but finally he realized his body was being rocked back and forth over the mattress and the person above him was grunting rhythmically… He… he was being f-. No he couldn't even think the word. His cheeks felt warm as he blushed, that wasnt a term he used.
He knew what he was in the middle of even if his mind was too embarrassed the form the word. It felt like nothing had even felt before, the rush of pleasure, his skin burning hot, the hands on his body feeling like they were boring into him and the slick pull and slide of someone thrusting into him.
This was the most realistic and overwhelming wetdream possible. It was scaring Kurt a little because as much as he wanted to chase the pleasurable feelings there was also a little pain and a strange stretch... but it felt so right to be full. And if he was dreaming of Blaine, how could it be bad?
Kurt lifted himself up a little on his elbows, he wanted to be closer to Blaine to see his face.
“P-pl- please.” Kurt panted out in time with the movement inside of him. He wanted to ask Blaine to look at him. Pl- please B-.”
He was cut off as the face looked up and smiled at him. Sharply cut jaw with just a little scruff, sweaty hair in his face, and piercing blue eyes staring back at him. Kurt blinked. It wasn't Blaine. It wasnt Blaine. He was dreaming about someone other than Blaine? Why? And why did it feel like cheating?
“Oh angel.” A husky voice called and the man leaned forward cupping the back of Kurt's head and kissing him hard.
Kurt let out muffled squeak with seemed to make the man thrust in harder, causing Kurts body to tense and shudder. The man parted Kurt's lips with his tongue and then slipped in and and started exploring Kurt's mouth. Kurt had never been kissed before, not unless you counted Karofsky, which he didn't. So he didnt know how was his mind conjuring up the taste and feel and complete headyness of a kiss. Because this? This was way better than anything he could imagine.
Kurt felt himself relax in the man's hold even as his body continued to be pounded into. Kurt reached a hand up to grab at the mans back and pull him down so he was leaning over Kurt, their chest touching feeling like electricity pumping through him. It was so much it was too much Kurt was so far from being ready for all of this, even in a dream
“Wait.” Kurt gasped pulling away from the kiss. “Wait.”
The man just looked down at him with steady eyes, blown wide with lust. “So perfect. So beautiful. My angel.”
Kurt shook his head. “No. no.”
The man slowed his movement and then stopped. He didn't pull out of Kurt, which he was grateful for, if this man left him empty right now Kurt might sob.
“What is it angel?”
Kurt blinked his blurry eyes and realized tears were leaving hot trails down his cheeks. This was all just so overwhelming and he wasn't ready. “I…” Kurt opened his mouth and closed it again. “Wait. You're the free credit rating guy!”
A wide smile broke out on the gorgeous face. “Ahhh. A fan, of course.”
Kurt shook his head again trying to clear it. Okay yeah, he'd often thought when those commercials came on that the actor was hot, but why was he dreaming about him? And why did his body ache and throb and feel like it was going to fall to pieces? What was wrong with this dream?
“Listen angel.” The man said his voice growing deeper as his eyes roamed Kurt's very naked body. “I am so so close and you are too... we can't stop here.”
He smoothed a hand down Kurt's chest leaving fire in its wake and then it moved down to Kurt's cock and started stroking. Kurt craned his head back and let out a cry, as all questioning fled his mind, he didn't know it could feel so good.
“So beautiful.” The man said his voice purring. “So perfect my little fanboy.” His strokes started growing harder and faster and the friction was almost unbearable. Kurt shivered, tight heat swirling inside him driving him mad. The deep voice of the man was the only link keeping him from the dizziness of his mind.
“Come for me angel.” The man ordered.
And Kurt did.
With a shout Kurt bucked on the bed making the man jostle inside of him. Hot cum shot out like string onto his skin and the world spun, his orgasm shaking through him, heat washing over him like waves. When Kurt was aware of his surroundings again he realized his body was sliding back up and down, up and down the bed as the man had started thrusting into him, the sound of his balls slapping against Kurt's skin.
Kurt was going to tell him to wait again because he couldn't he just… there as so much heat and want and sickening pleasurable pain and… and he just couldn't keep going. He opened his mouth to speak but in that moment the man repositioned himself and thrust in harder and Kurt saw light. Light literally burst behind his eyes as the man hit something inside of Kurt that sent his world reeling sideways.
Kurt didn't even realize he was screaming until a heavy hand clamped down on his mouth effectively muffling his voice and shocking Kurt slightly back into reality. The man locked eyes with Kurt as he pounded into him, each thrust such sweet burning pleasure. Kurt's could feel his erection still hard and wanting even though he had just come.
“That's...right…” The man panted above him. “My… angel likes it… rough.”
With that the man did the impossible; He increased his speed and strength, ramming so hard into Kurt that his body moved up the bed and his head and shoulders were now riding up the headboard.
“So. Fucking. Tight!” The man yelled pushing deeper inside of Kurt, each time hitting that spot in him that made him was to scream and cry and kick. Kurt was shouting nonsense now so many “oh god”s and “please please” and and "Please dont" and “I can't” and “don't stop” all of which were muffled against the hand still pressed almost painfully over his mouth. Kurt took air in through his nose but still felt short of breath.
Kurt's body shuddered as his orgasm grew, his mind fevered and his body a symphony of pain and bliss and with one powerful thrust from the man Kurt's eyes rolled up in his head, his body arched so high he was hardly on the bed and he came again, painting himself and the man with cum. It lasted what seemed like forever and Kurt couldn't see, his vision spotty. He couldn't think with his mind ablaze. And he could hardly breath, his lungs tight, before his body collapsed back down on the bed feeling both weightless and full. The the man above him swore thrust a few more times into Kurts oversensitive hole and then something warm and wet was filling Kurt's insides working its way deep into him, claiming him, marking him.
Time seemed to suspend for a moment and then the man fell down on top of Kurt punching the air out of his lungs. They both laid panting, sweat and cum between their burning bodies. Kurt couldn't move. He suddenly felt like lead, his head even heavier than the rest of him. He tried to catch his breath as the man started to mouth over his neck.
“Oh angel. My angel.” the man said and Kurt started crying. He was too overwhelmed and still couldn't decide if he liked this dream, even if it had felt incredible. The man finally moved his hand from Kurt's mouth and leaned up to kiss him again. Kurt sighed into the kiss feeling dizzy and then his mind went black falling into even deeper sleep. Dark and mercifully quiet.
Cooper was breathing hard and could feel sweat crawling down his body, he was stretched out over the warm firm form of the beautiful boy who had just brought him to orgasm. The boys breath was also heavy making his chest rise and fell and Cooper could feel his heartbeat. Cooper couldnt stop kissing the boys neck, it tasted so good. And the boy didn't seem to mind if the way he was sighing was any indication.
It had been a pleasant surprise when the boy woke up and looked at Cooper with such beautiful eyes it made him seem even more unreal. Of course the boy knew who Cooper was, which was very gratifying and made Cooper want to reward him. Watching the boy come while was asleep was wonderful, but watching his face screw up in pleasure while he was awake was even better.
After he had pumped his angel's cock for a second time Cooper had been in a frenzy to come himself. He had fucked the boy hard only thinking afterwards that it might have been a little much. The boy had cried and screamed and seem to enjoy it even if his body had been shaking and tears stained his cheek. A lot of people cry during really intense sex. Cooper's own eyes had been damp, because holy fucking hell that had been the best sex Cooper had ever had.
He rolled over to lay next to the boy instead of on top of him because they were both still burning up. He looked at his face, peaceful and serene and realized he was asleep again. Cooper smirked, he was so good he practically knocked the poor kid out.
Cooper laid there for a while listening to the boy breath before he made himself get up. He felt a little gross and wanted a shower. He looked back down at the boy, cum and sweat drying on his pale, still slightly pink skin. His hair a disheveled mess, and marks on his neck from Cooper's mouth and on his hips from Cooper's fingers.
He had completely owned that boy, consumed him and it felt good. Cooper felt powerful. He leaned down and stroked his angel's now soft cock and kissed his lips again before heading the the bathroom for a long cold shower.
It was only when he'd cleaned himself off and was toweling his hair that he really started to think about what had just happened. What he had done. He still had no idea who this boy was or why he was in Cooper's bed. He must be a guest of his parents or something? It didn't make sense. He wondered for a moment how he'd explained to his mom he'd slept with their guest, but then shrugged it off. The boy had obviously enjoyed it and Cooper was an adult. He could do what he liked… and his mom didn't need to know.
Maybe it would be best if he spent what little was left of the night downstairs on the couch. He grabbed some pajamas from his dresser pulled them on, grabbed a blanket out of the closet and stuffed his suitcase in, then he scooped up an extra pillow from the bed. He stopped to look at his angel again smiling as he took in all that pale skin and toned muscle until he noticed the boy was shivering in his sleep. Cooper pulled the covers up and kissed his forehead before heading back downstairs to catch a few hours sleep on the livingroom sofa.
He looked forward to actually meeting the boy in the morning. It would be okay. Cooper smiled, it would be better than okay, the boy really had nothing to complain about.