Gracious! The reviews I got were so positive, and people seemed so eager for a second chapter that I decided to write one for you!

I'm not promising anything, but perhaps I'll add a few more chapters after as well.

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After explaining over a million times to my mother that it was yogurt on my shirt and not what she thought it was, she nodded, and took it in with the rest of the washing. I collapsed on my bed, surprised at how she wasn't asking where I had been. It was at least 8:00pm when I got home. I shrugged and rolled over, setting my alarm for tomorrow.

Damnit, I'd have to wait a whole day before I could touch him like that again... kiss him...

Uh oh. I grabbed the sheets on my bed and pulled them over me, just in time to cover myself when my mum walked in to pick up any extra clothes and fold them, put them on my chair, and pick up my PS2.

"You're going to break this thing you know."

"Mhmm." I was barely registering what she was saying, I was too busy picturing Kurt bursting into my room and jumping me, giving me that cheeky little look he did yesterday before he left...

I curled into the fetal position to hide my hard arousal, making a little grunting sound in the process. Mailman, Mailman damnit!

It calmed my erection very slightly, but I was still aching for him. My mum looked over at me, her expression full of concern and confusion.

"Honey? Are you OK..?"

"Y-yeah! I'm fine!" I replied in a strained voice. God, couldn't she just leave?! I need to sort myself out!

"Well alright.. you're sure you're not hungry?"

"Yup! A-ate before I got here!" I repeated my previous reply I had given her when she had asked that same question an hour ago. She stared at me for a couple of seconds, then shrugged and left with me grinning at her unconvincingly on the way out. I was grateful she closed the door.

I breathed a sigh of relief before drawing my attention to my, err, problem. I unzipped my pants before licking my hand quickly, slipping it down my boxers and wrapping it around myself. I closed my eyes and pictured it was Kurt's pretty wet mouth. Instantly I bucked into my own hand, the imagery was just too much..

I began to slowly stroke myself, faster and faster, and all I could imagine was Kurt bobbing his head on me, sucking ever so gently, maybe occasionally using his tongue.. and that was it. I shouted out my pleasure, shooting myself all over my stomach and hand. Fuck.

I'd never come so fast and so hard before. That damn Kurt, he was just too cute and beautiful and, as my mind was predicting, I'm sure he was gifted. I wondered if he had done it before, and made a note of asking him if he'd kissed before me. Somehow I doubted it.

I was still panting and holding myself with one hand, my other hand clutching the sheets. Oh shit, I needed to clean up. I frantically pulled tissues out of the box on my bedside table, and began to wipe my hand and stomach, before cursing as I gazed upon the bed. Oh crap, how the hell was I supposed to get that out?!

I scrambled out of bed and hurled myself out of my room and across to the bathroom. Wetting a cloth and rubbing a tad of soap onto it, I scurried back to my room, shut the door and began scrubbing the bed. Fuck, it wasn't coming out! I scrubbed harder and harder, but all it did was spread my come around and make my bed wet in the process. Giving up, I went back to the bathroom, rinsed out the cloth, picked up a towel and spread it on my bed before lying on it.

Thankfully the towel was thick enough to keep me dry. I rested there a while, still breathing fast from my escapades, and looked up at the ceiling. Why did Kurt have such influence over me? Did this mean I was gay? Or that I was simply in love with him? Or was I bisexual? I mean, when I pictured Quinn.. - oh shit! What was I supposed to say to her?! I really couldn't be bothered to deal with her complaints and ranting. I rolled onto my side and sighed. Then rolled onto my back.

This was all so confusing and frustrating. But I knew that these complications would all be forgotten as soon as I saw Kurt smiling at me again. That was all I wanted. I grinned like a goofball before closing my eyes and drifting to sleep.

I didn't realise I had fallen asleep until I woke up. I stretched and groaned, and looked over at my clock. It was 7:00am. I really didn't want to go to school today. But I knew I had to if I wanted to see Kurt ASAP. Yawning and grumbling, I sat up. I heard the door open and close, before the cute and excited voice of Kurt himself drifted up through the floor. Oh my god, he came here?! What the hell is my mum gonna say? I fell back on my bed, pretending to be asleep.

I heard my door burst open. I had a few seconds of peaceful silence before I felt something hurl itself on top of me.

"Oof!" I felt the wind knocked out of me.

"Oh sorry baby! You OK?" I opened my eyes and looked blearily at him.

"'Baby?'" I repeated, chuckling. He slapped my arm playfully.

"You're not up yet? It's already seven ya big lump! Up! Up and at 'em!" For someone so little he had an amazing amount of strength. He had pushed me off the bed. I was ready for the landing and brought my hands in front of my face to protect myself. I sat up, squinting up at him and rubbing one eye.

"You're chipper for someone who's about to go to school. And yeah it's seven, it's not that late!" He tutted and rolled his eyes before launching himself onto my bed. He bounced upon it a little, producing little squeaky sounds as my bed springs moved.

"Ooh, bouncy!" The way he was so adorable and just like a kid made me melt as I smiled at him. Then I blushed. Bouncing and squeaking were not good sounds when they mixed with what I was thinking.. I shook my head furiously and slowly sat on my bed. Kurt cuddled up to me and rested his head on my lap. His head was so near my crotch it was unbearable; I squeezed my eyes shut. He started babbling on about singing and Glee and school and how much he loved me and so on. Meanwhile, I brought my hand up to his head and stroked his hair. I heard him sigh happily, and I smiled.

Then I blinked, and that image flashed in front of my eyes. Kurt, using his mouth. Using his tongue. Sucking ever so slightly on my...

I jumped up. Kurt let out an exclamation of surprise and fell onto the bed. After seeing him pouting and letting out a hurried apology, I left the room, announcing I was getting something to drink. I could practically feel Kurt's eyes rolling on the back of my head.

When I reached the kitchen, I grasped the sides of the sink, shaking slightly. This desire, this need... it was too much. I looked down into the bubbling water in the washing-up bowl that held unwashed dishes. I was about to start washing them when a voice interrupted me. I whipped round, surprised, to find it was my mum. She was still looking at me in that way, and I was worried I was really freaking her out.

I smiled at her unconvincingly and pushed a hand through my hair.

"Wh-what's up ma?" I asked, trying my best to sound normal. She raised her eyebrow before sighing and rummaging in her bag.

"I'm going out. Here, take this money and order a pizza or something for you and your.. er.. friend.." My insides lurched as I took a fistful of dollars.

"O-ok, thanks.. When will you be back?"

"Later," Her eyes darted upstairs, with a worried expression on her face. "About eight-ish."

"Alright.. see you later.." She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before giving another concerned glance upstairs. I waved as she left.

Shit. Was I really that obvious? Oh crap, what would she say?! God, I need a rest. I trudged back upstairs to find Kurt removing the blanket and towel from my bed, before he looked up at me with an eyebrow raised and a grin on his face.

"That--! Th-that was--!" I stuttered as I tried to explain the stain, but he shushed me and gave me a kiss on the lips. I pulled him down with me and wrapped my arms around him, pretty much devouring his mouth. He moaned pleasantly into my mouth and I smiled against his lips. He cuffed me over the head playfully before standing up, at which I whimpered like a dog.

He made a small 'aww' sound and stroked my head before walking over to the bed.

"H-hey.." He looked over at me.

"Hold on, I know you want me and god knows I want you too, but we can't leave your bed in this state.. and while I'm here..." He looked around and wrinkled his nose in disgust. I opened my mouth, affronted, before thinking better of it. My room could really use a tidy.

I said nothing as he trotted to and fro, throwing rubbish in the bin, taking dirty plates downstairs, putting my remaining clothes in the wash and other various tasks. I offered to help two or three times, but he waved me off.

When my room was so tidy you could see the floor - that was seriously an amazing feat - we knelt beside my bed, Kurt with a damp cloth and a bowl of water beside him, me with my arm around his waist. He had tried fruitlessly to push me off but I held him firm until he gave in. Suddenly he attacked the stain like it was a cockroach or something and I jumped, my arm jerking from around his waist. He snickered. I frowned.

When at last he had finished cleaning, he looked at me.

"Got a hairdryer?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, hang on."

I returned a few minutes later clutching what Kurt had asked for. He plugged it in and started drying the stain on my bed. When it was no longer wet, he looked at it proudly, hands on hips.

"Now that's the way you go about cleaning c--! Er.. w-well.." He looked away. Oh god. He knew. That was so fucking embarrassing.

I blushed furiously and hopped on the bed, lying back with my hands behind my head. I felt a soft weight next to me and cracked one eye open in time to see Kurt straddling my hips.

"You do realise school started a couple of hours ago and you missed it..?" I grinned up at him.

"You do realise that you're missing it too? And that..." He leaned down and started kissing my neck. "I have more important things to do?" Oh god, the way he whispered in my ear.. Mailman, oh god Mailman, save me! He didn't. I sprang to attention. Kurt jumped letting out a sweet little moan as he felt my hardness. Oh please, please don't let him--! He's doing it. Grinding his hips down against mine. Fuck, that feels good!

I bucked up towards him and groaned. Damnit Kurt! I looked him in the eyes and stroked the side of his face. He closed his eyes and nuzzled against my hand. Oh god, he was so adorable.

"Damn you.." I whispered, smiling. He smiled back before putting on a totally innocent face.

"Damn me? Why, whatever did I do..?" He slowly ghosted his fingers over my chest, feeling my muscles and then - Oh god! - my hip bones through the material of my shirt and pants.

"Is it because I'm about to..." He undid my zip. My breathing went up a notch. "Or because I'm about to.." He stroked me through my boxers. I let out a shuddering gasp and pushed up towards his hand. He smiled evilly at me before delivering the final blow. "Or is because I'm about to...." He grabbed my penis. Oh my goodness gracious! My head fell back against the pillow as I mewled and pushed, trying to create friction. He giggled a little. "Ahh Finn, you're so cute." Which is more than I can say for you, you adorable, fiendish, misleading little-- O-ohh!

I moaned my appreciation as he slowly stroked me up and down, planting little kisses on my neck. I grasped his head and brought our lips crashing together, kissing him passionately. He squeaked in surprise before smiling fleetingly against my lips and reciprocating.

After a few minutes of making out and soft stroking - every time I felt I was about to come, throwing my head back and preparing for it, he stopped, the little bastard - he released his lips from mine. I gave him a pleading look for him to get back here right now, so I could keep kissing those soft lips, but he ignored it. I 'humphed' in annoyance.

"I need my mouth free, you know."

"Free for wh-- O-oh! Oh god, K-Kurt! Wh- W-wait, I-I..! O-ohh!" This was it. It was exactly how I imagined it - except a thousand times better. His mouth was so warm and wet, and he did this little swirly thing with his tongue that was just so-- He lifted his head, his lips swollen, and I came out of his mouth with a little pop that made my insides squirm.

"You know.. this is the first time I've.. so I'm sorry if it's not... up to scratch.." He blushed, ashamed. I lifted his chin, breathing fast.

"Does it sound like it's not good? Do I sound like I'm not enjoying it?" He shook his head a little. "Then it is. K-keep going.." I gently eased his head back down.

He continued what he'd been doing before, and I grunted appreciatively, shifting myself into a better position. I thought this was heavenly. But then he started sucking ever so gently as his head rose.

"Mmf.. nygh, oh, just like that... y-yes! M-more!" I was begging now. I didn't care if I looked pitiful. I just needed more of that sweet mouth...

I gripped his hair tightly and pushed his head down slightly, bucking upwards, as I felt a tremendous sensation overcome me. I had never come like this before.

I arched my back and shouted my overwhelming pleasure as I thrashed and took a hand away to fist in the sheets, and, a few seconds of tremendous heavenly heat later, I collapsed, my head lolling backwards. Oh fuck. Fuck. That was so amazing. Oh god.

I brought my head back up to see Kurt gulping down my seed as if it was a lifesaver. I blushed, but it turned me on. He wiped his mouth. I looked over at him, relieved, as none of my come was on his face. I knew how picky he was about facial care. I'll have to break that habit of his some day... I quickly pushed the image of Kurt on his knees at my feet, his face covered in the white sticky fluid before I got another hard-on.

He looked up at me and smiled. "You like that..?"

I urged him to clamber on top of me and come closer - I didn't think I had the energy to stand up. I stroked his face before cupping it and pulling it to me, my lips gently massaging his. It was a tender and loving kiss, and so wonderful I could hardly believe it. We broke apart and I looked into his eyes.

"Yes I did. It was.. amazing. You were amazing. How'd you get so good?" Kurt blushed and looked away.

"I didn't practice or anything.. I'm surprised you liked it so much. But," he turned back round to grin at me. "I'm so glad you did. Didn't I say I'd pay you back?" I laughed a little before kissing him softly and relaxed, my head sitting comfortably on my pillow, as Kurt snuggled into my chest and clung to my shirt.

"I love you, you know." I mumbled quietly before closing my eyes. I could feel him grinning against me.

"Yeah, I know. I love you too. Always have."

I smiled.


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