Chapter 7

“Oh, man, right there!”

Kurt wasn’t sure if it was the kid's words or the feeling of that tight channel gripping onto him, but he almost came right then. He pulled out a little then thrust back in, keeping the angle. He knew he'd gotten it right by the way Matt cried out, so he carried right on, slamming into the kid's gland faster and faster until Matt's moans and whimpers and whispers of “Oh, yeah!” blurred into one another. There was a thin sheen of sweat on the kid's face, making it glow in the dim light trickling in past the drapes. Kurt wanted to lick it off, to taste the saltiness of him. He wanted to know every inch of this beautiful boy who'd somehow managed to talk his way past Kurt's defenses.