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@chasingkurt
ooc: i can picture kurt walking in on jesse and the person being like when baby’s sister in dirty dancing went to have sex with robbie as her first and boom she sees him with another woman. that can be what kurt is doing. he’s going to see jesse to have sex with him and have jesse be his first. there. okay.
Why does high school hate me so much?
I really thought that they would take you, but I got an email saying the other class was too full. I’m really sorry, Kurt. I—I tried. I promise I did. Just please don’t go to the principle and do that. What are you going to tell him when he asks you why it’s so important that you transfer classes?
Well you didn’t try hard enough. You could have gotten down on your knees and begged the teacher to let me switch. But you didn’t. This is all of yours fault. Or you could have switched a student for student; that would have made room. I don’t believe your promise. Why can’t I? I won’t tell him the truth. I’ll get into trouble myself. I can think of something, I’m sure of it.
Why does high school hate me so much?
I went through the right steps, but they still refused let me transfer English classes. Apparently the other class is too full. That’s just a lame excuse. Maybe going to the principal will help me to get transferred.
the ‘oh shit’ moment || st. hummel f2f
The past minutes felt more like hours as he waited for all of this students to leave and for the halls to clear out. He never realized just how slow some students took to get out for the day until now, but then again Jesse never was this anxious and paying attention to them. Jesse made his way back into his office and he took a seat down at his desk. The longer he waited, the more that he wondered if Kurt changed his mind and decided to leave. Maybe he was being smart and he decided that even just seeing him after class was a bad idea. It probably was, but Jesse didn’t care. He was extremely attracted to Kurt and there was no way that anyone could change that. On the bright side, he wouldn’t even be his student by tomorrow, so the two of them have nothing to worry about. The other English teacher will sign off on it and he’ll be transferred the next day. Then the two can do whatever they want without worrying about if they’re allowed to or not.
When Kurt finally walked inside of his office, he instantly sat straight up and looked at him, eyes locked on his eyes. Jesse’s eyes watched him close the door and then he slowly stood up himself, and this time taking his time checking Kurt out. His question made him think because he honestly didn’t know. Jesse was being full of impulses, first the hallway and now this. He had no idea where he was going with anything but all he knew was that he wanted to be close to him. The two have been extremely sexual with each other through their computer screens, and Jesse never thought he’d actually meet him but now he has, he isn’t sure what to do. He always thought if he did meet him, which he thought was highly unlikely, something would happen between the two, but now there’s so many complications.
Jesse slowly approached him, closing the space between the two of them. “You’re not my student anymore… You’re going to be in a new class tomorrow.” He said before he moved so that he had Kurt backed up against the desk in his office. Jesse placed his hands on Kurt’s hips before pressing his own hips up against Kurt’s. “You’re a lot hotter in person.” Jesse’s eyes traveled down to Kurt’s lips, his own tongue moving across his lower lip as he kept thinking back to his encounters with Kurt during their cyber sex. The thoughts and flashbacks made Jesse’s cheeks turn a bit red and he could feel himself starting to get hot. Before Jesse knew it, the impulsiveness struck again and he crashed his lips against Kurt’s before he moved his hands up to place on his cheeks firmly.
He stood there almost as still as a statue. He didn’t know what to do with his body. Sure he knew behind a camera and a computer screen, but in person, Kurt was stiff as a board. He was still breathing, which was a good thing, but he had forgotten how to move; especially when the other male stood up from the desk. Kurt feel the man burning holes into his body as he looked at him. He wasn’t entirely sure if he should be nervous, or scared under the gaze of his former teacher. This was the man that he had been sexual with over a camera. He wasn’t really wanting to meet the man in person. He wasn’t ready. He could say that he was a bit shy and uncomfortable meeting the man who had seen him in such intimate ways. Sure he was sexual with this man, but Kurt was a virgin. He had never did anything sexual with another person in real life. He was only doing the cyber sex to gain experience before he actually had sexual intercourse, or sexual encounters with other men. And now he was here standing under this mans gaze, feeling exposed, and his body heating up as the man came up to him.
“Its still wrong,” Kurt whispered quietly, “no matter what, you are a teacher and I’m a student." His eyes roamed the body of the his teacher. His cheeks flushed a bright red when he thought about what the man looked like without clothes on; an image that Kurt had become accustomed to seeing. But in the past few days, he was busy getting ready for school and never expecting to see his cyber sex partner in person. Things were complicated in deed, and Kurt wasn’t sure if he could handle it. Kurt’s body heated up as Jesse came closer to him. He felt his body tremble slightly in anticipation of what could happen between them if he allowed for anything to happen. He wanted to touch his teacher, but everything was happening so fast and everything was real instead of being surreal like a computer tends to make things. And now his hips were being touched by this man and chills of pleasure ran through his body. It was like electricity was running through his body and making him attracted to this man’s touch and warmth. Then he was getting kissed by his teacher and oh boy was he going weak. His first kiss and all he could do was attempt to kiss back. If only his legs would let him.
The jello in his legs finally caved as his fell back onto the desk and ended up sitting instead of standing. He shamefully lost his balance. He far less experience than Mr. St. James was. This was his first kiss. He never thought it would actually be with a teacher as how as the one kissing him. Kurt’s breath came out in pants as he tried to kiss the experienced man back. Kurt’s legs wrapped themselves around Mr. St. James legs and arms wrapped around his shoulders. “Sir,” Kurt pulled back from the kiss, “please -- wait.” Kurt pulled his face back as he tried to catch his breath. He placed his hands on Jesse’s chest. “I don’t think --,” he paused for a second to think of what he wanted to say, “what exactly do you think will happen here?” Kurt’s breathing started to become pitchy. He pushed himself further up on the desk so he could get onto his knees and climb off the desk away from his teacher. “I’m sorry,” he played with the rim of his shirt nervously as he looked at the other man, “I can’t do this. I can’t.” His eyes watered a bit as he became nervous and started to walk around the desk. “I’m sorry to have mislead you, but I’m not ready --,” Kurt spoke honestly to Mr. St. James and walked to the door. “I should go,” he took hold of the doorknob tightly, “I thought we were going to talk. Not,” he shrugged his shoulders, “not this.”
the ‘oh shit’ moment || st. hummel f2f
Jesse watched as he turned around and out of impulse he reached out for his hand and grabbed it. “I’m going to stick around a little later than usual. You should stop by—after you’ve transferred classes.” He whispered to him before letting go of his hand and stepping back. Jesse cleared his throat and glanced around the hallway, relieved no one was around. He took a deep breath and moved his hand to the back of his neck, rubbing it firmly as a way to relieve some of the stress he was feeling. “Thank you. I’ll sign a transfer paper and you can tell the office that I’m going to have a student bring it down before school ends. I know the other English teacher and she’s great. It’s a large class, but she’s a good teacher. I’ll make sure she takes you, I promise. But I can still help you if you ever need it…”
He trailed off again and then turned to the class and opened the door, making his way inside of his classroom. “I’m sorry about that. I think that since today’s your first day, we should just do something fun.” Jesse was so distracted by the the guy he had been having cyber sex with, that he couldn’t get his thoughts straight. “You guys can find something fun to do; play a game, chat, write, do whatever you want within reason. I’m going to plan tomorrow.” He explained to his students who instantly got excited and started doing their own thing. Jesse cleared his throat and found his way back to his desk to fill out the transfer paper. When he got it filled out, he stood up and walked over to a student who was keeping to herself. “Hey, do you mind bringing this to the office?” Jesse wasn’t sure what the student’s name was until he hard kids talking about why Kurt Hummel left and if he was in trouble. When he heard the name and put two and two together he wrote it down on the paper and then let the girl bring it to the office.
With not too long left for the class, he got open his laptop and sent an email to the other English teacher asking if she could take in another student of his just this once. The two got along well, she was a strict teacher, one of the older teachers and maybe not the most fun, but he really hoped she’d take Kurt because he needed to not be his teacher. Once he finished with the email, he sent it, confident and hopeful that she would agree to the transfer request and that he’d be able to start her class tomorrow. His eyes lifted up to the clock once the bell rang, making him instantly get nervous because he knew that Kurt would be heading down here when the school cleared out, or so he hoped. “Have a good night everyone. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Sparks of tingles rushed through his hand and up his arm. He bit the inside of his mouth in a way to force himself not to make a sound. Kurt wanted to lace their fingers together, but he resisted the urge. Kurt flushed when Jesse told him about his office hours. His tongue slicked out to lick his lips at the thought of what they could do in Jesse’s office. “Alright,” was all he manged to say and his voice came out in a whisper that matched his teacher’s. Kurt felt a hint of sadness when the man let his hand go. He pushed it aside so it wouldn’t be what he focused on. “Thanks for the help,” he spoke a little louder than he did before, “and for understanding why I want to transfer classes. I’ll make sure to head to the main office now.” Kurt nodded at the man before tunring around and walking down the hallway. Kurt looked over his shoulder one last time at the man before focusing on where he was heading.
When he got to the office, Kurt was greeted by the school secretary, “How can I help you?” She asked him with a smile on her face. Kurt smiled back at her, “I need to transfer English classes,” he placed his hands on the counter, “the teacher said he’ll send a student with the transfer papers soon. But for now, I was hoping to start the process.” The school secretary looked at him with a confused expression on her face, “And who is this teacher, young man?” Kurt froze for a second because he didn’t know the teacher’s name. He wanted to say, ‘you know the hot young male English teacher. The one I’ve been cyber fucking,’ but Kurt kept it to himself and shrugged his shoulders. He was going to say he didn’t know the teacher’s, but lucky enough for him, a student walked in and said that she had transfer papers for Kurt Hummel from Mr. St. James. “Him,” Kurt happily exclaimed, “I’m Kurt Hummel. And I want to transfer from Mr. St. James’ class.” The secretary looked at him suspiciously, but shook her head and took the paper from the girl. “I’ll start processing the paper work and you’ll know in the morning. For now, your free to go home,” she told him. Kurt smiled and shook his head as a thank you before leaving the office.
Kurt made it look like he was going home, but really he went to his truck and sat in it as he waited for the bell to finally ring. He didn’t know what to do. He wanted to start the truck and drive away. But at the same time, Kurt wanted to see Mr. St. James again. He wanted to touch him most importantly. He was torn on what to do. All he knew was that whatever happened, this could end badly, or good for the two of them. Kurt sighed as he rested his forehead on the steering wheel. His little voice in his head told him to go home, but his body told him to stay and go see the teacher because he missed him. And obviously Kurt listened to his body as he walked back towards the school at least ten minutes after the bell rang. Kurt nervously walked towards Mr. St. James’ office. Luckily for him, there weren’t that many students left in the hallway who would see him go into his teacher’s office, or see him shaking like a nervous butterfly. Kurt knocked on the door before opening it and entering into the office. “I’m here,” he announced as he shut the door behind him and stood in front of Mr. St. James. “What now?”
the ‘oh shit’ moment || st. hummel f2f
Jesse shut his classroom door and then he stared at his student for a long moment, unsure of what he was going to say. He pulled him out of the classroom for a reason and that was to talk, or maybe so he could look at him in a way he couldn’t in the classroom. Regardless, he was out in the hallway now and he needed to say something or they needed to head back into the classroom because he had to teach his class. But he honestly wasn’t sure how he was going to do that now with him as one of his students. He was far more attracted to him than he should be and even more now that he’s seeing him in person despite all the reasons he shouldn’t be.
“I didn’t know. I thought you were in college and I just transferred here from another school.” He said before biting his lip and then swallowing hard. Jesse took a deep breath and then took a step closer to him. “We should have talked about ourselves more, that would have been the smart thing to do. I just thought we’d never meet in person and what we had… have… we’d never get to experience that anywhere besides behind a computer. So I didn’t see why we’d share every detail of our lives.” Jesse’s eyes checked Kurt out before letting his eyes turn back to his. “This isn’t going to work out. I can’t be your teacher—I don’t know how I’m supposed to be your teacher when all I can think about when I look at you is…—” He trailed off before he said anything he shouldn’t.
Kurt felt vulnerable under the gaze of his teacher. He awkwardly shifted from one foot the other as the man spoke. He had thought this man was handsome over the cyber webs, but seeing him in person was making Kurt’s knees feel like jello. He was surprised he was still standing. Kurt felt his stomach turn in that familiar fashion whenever this man turned up his pleasure button. He kind of wished he was in front of a computer instead of being face to face with him. Kurt knew he wouldn’t be able to sit in the guy’s class without licking his lips, or drooling whenever this man spoke to him. If he stayed in his class, it would be hard to focus on what he was supposed to be focused on. The whole time Kurt knew he would be thinking about his teacher without clothes on.
"I’ll transfer classes,” Kurt told him with a nod of his head. “It’ll much easier than trying not to do something -- wrong -- together,” Kurt kept his hands stiffly at his sides because he knew that if he moved his hands he would end up reaching out for his teacher; and well, that was unacceptable. Kurt took a step closer to his teacher after the man stepped closer to him. “I didn’t think this would ever happen,” Kurt bit on his bottom lip, “I assumed you lived in like New York, or somewhere. I think we were both too caught up in what we were doing to actually care enough to talk about our lives.” Kurt didn’t miss his teacher checking him out. It was hard for Kurt to not check out the man himself. He was unacceptably handsome in person and Kurt felt himself get an instant attraction to him. “Is what? How badly you want to --,” he trailed off and shook his head. “I’m going to the office,” Kurt told his teacher as he started to turn around, “I won’t be in your class anymore, sir.”
the ‘oh shit’ moment || st. hummel f2f
As a teacher, Jesse should be getting a full night’s rest, but lately he hasn’t and he really didn’t care. He got involved on a cyber sex website where he would fool around for people to watch, and he loved doing it. At first he was able to get offline, but recently he had met a guy who he started really getting into everything with. It got to the point where the both of them showed themselves—their full selves. He was extremely attracted to the male, and if he knew him in real life, Jesse would probably jump his bones at any chance he got. Just thinking about him, turned him on and got his body aching for him. There was no turning back, and he knew that after school when he finished everything he needed to do, he’d end up getting back on the site to see if the guy was there.
Jesse made his way to his classroom, making sure to get there earlier than the students so he could prepare everything and get the assignment ready for everyone. He was writing something on the board as the students entered the room and when he finally finished up what he was doing and heard a student say it looked interesting and fun, he was relieved. That was what he was hoping for because he never wanted to be one of those lame teachers who bored the class half to death. Jesse put down the marker and then turned around to look at the student, suddenly freezing up. “Fuck.” He muttered but he knew that even if no one heard him, they could probably read his lips. Jesse quickly cleared his throat and motioned for everyone to take out their text books. “Change of plans, everyone take out your books and read pages 260 to 265. I’ll be back, so don’t get into too much trouble.” He turned his attention to the student who looked just as shocked and terrified as he was. “Can I speak to you out in the hallway?” He asked before he walked out into the hallway.
In shocked silence, Kurt turned to walk out the classroom right behind the teacher. His heart was beating faster than normal. Kurt stepped into the hallway and looked up at the man in front of him. He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t find his voice. Kurt felt himself blush as they stood there in silence. It was lame, but Kurt hoped that the floor would open below him and swallow him whole. When that didn’t happen, Kurt was wanted to cry. How could this be happening? This wasn’t supposed to be happening. He didn’t want to there anymore. Kurt looked down at this shoes. His teacher was the man who he had cyber sexual encounters with and now Kurt wanted to cry. Kurt ran a hand through his hair.
“What do --,” Kurt squeaked out before clearing his throat, “what is there to talk about?” Kurt looked up at the other man. He didn’t know what to say him. What could be said? They had a summer fling of sorts and now here they were face to face as student and his teacher. Things couldn’t get worst, right? “I didn’t know you were a teacher,” Kurt sighed trying to make things a bit awkward for them. “You could have told me. Or at least told me where you lived. Not that it would’ve helped anything.” Kurt knew that if he knew what this guy did for a living, then he probably could’ve gotten out of his class and into another teacher’s English class. “I don’t know what you want me say,” Kurt shrugged his shoulders. He wanted to go back into the nearby janitors closet and hide from this man until the school day was over.
the ‘oh shit’ moment || st. hummel f2f
The boy sluggishly walked through the hallway to his last class for the day. It was the start of his last year and Kurt already wanted to be ready for school to be over. He was exhausted from the lack of sleep he had received the night before. It was one of those nights where he couldn’t relax enough to actually close his eyes and force himself to sleep. So he was left walking around school feeling like a slug and not really being there mentally. ‘Its just one more class,’ Kurt thought to himself as he got closer to the door. ‘You can do this Hummel,’ he was one of the weird ones who referred to himself by his last name and in his own head. Kurt managed to make it the classroom without bumping into anyone, or getting lost in the hallway somewhere. He didn’t know how he knew where he was supposed to be. He just knew that he made it there and even before the other students.
Upon entering the classroom, Kurt took notice of the other boy sitting in the back of the classroom. He also took notice of the teacher standing in the front who had his back turned to Kurt and the other boy. The teacher seemed to be writing something on the board that appeared to be an assignment. “Oh what assignment are we doing?” Kurt questioned the teacher. “It looks really interesting and fun,” Kurt shrugged his shoulders. He was going to move to a table when the teacher finally turned around to look at him. In that moment, Kurt wished that his teacher didn’t turn around to greet him. “Shit,” Kurt cursed under his breath as he realized the teacher was the man he had been fooling around with through the cyber sex website. Kurt stood there with his mouth agape and his eyes as wide of saucers. “-- Oh,” was all he managed to say before quickly moving away from the man and to an empty desk.
Thankfully my fathers know me well enough to know that is absolutely ludicrous to think I would ever waste my precious time and watch those phony movies. I much rather get some sort of sexual fix in some universe where that was even an option from the beautiful and in depth sex scene in shows like ‘True Blood’ or ‘Games of Thrones.’
Lucky for you. My father doesn't really know me all too well. Then again, I really don't know him. I don't spend my time watching them unless I get extremely bored; which is really rare by the way. I haven't really seen those shows. My sense of sexual fix comes from books mostly. That way I can imagine what it looks like without actually seeing it.
I’m okay with two dudes, as long as they’re dudes and not she-dudes but I know it isn’t for everyone. I just can’t get into girls that look like men. Then again most lesbian porn has hot chicks, I guess the industry knows that the consumers want? Don’t worry, Hummel. I won’t tell a soul about your late night web browsing adventures.
Two dudes in a porn -- just no. I can't support that. I mean, I -- its probably won't be my cup of tea. All industries of entertainment has hot chicks. Like almost everyone has to be hot. That's how our world works. I know I want a hot chick as a girlfriend. I don't have sexual late night browsing adventures. I swear.
Porn is disgusting
I don't see the appeal in porn.
@socstj: New York. I was there for about a year and a half. Hadn’t seen any of the family since High school graduation. It’s kind of depressing to think about how long ago that was. Now here I am living in the city of my teenagehood but starting my life into old-manhood. God, you’re so sheltered. How do you not know what Beer Pong is?
@chasingkurt: Oh wow, that's really amazing. I love the city and would really like to visit one day. Why haven't you seen them since then? You're not old so it isn't really old-manhood. I am not. I just -- don't get out much. Doesn't mean I'm sheltered. I guess its 'cause I rarely drink.
Oh really? And how do you suppose you could do that?
How many times have you had the real thing? Oh, that’s….interesting. What kind of fashion do you like?
By treating like a woman that you are on our first date. And on this date, I can give you flowers, open the door for you, pay for your dinner, take you home by curfew, and give you a goodnight hug if only I'm permitted to do so. Care to take up my offer, Miss Fabray?
Oh -- at least -- I lost track of how many times I had sex. Like too many to count on one hand. I'll need to burrow yours. A Soc needs to have good fashion to make an impression. I like anything Marc Jacobs.
Wow, you must hook up with girls like Brittany who think that heinous line was some what okay.
Well I don’t want to get paid for it ever but it’s not all bad. What are you into?
What's that supposed to mean? I had a ton of chicks hook up with me. I beat I can get you to fall for me too.
Maybe eventually I'll give it a shot. But now, it ain't for me. I rather have the real thing than the fake thing. Fashion blogs.
Lesbian porn is hot, as long as the girls are hot. If it’s a hot girl and butch or 2 girls that look like dudes, count me out. I’ll just watch straight porn or gay porn in that case. Call me a pig, but nothing kills my boner like a manly chick. Oh, right. Of course you haven’t.
No I agree. I do. I think the prettier the lesbians are, the hotter. No one wants to see two dudes or she men having sex. That's almost nobody's cup of tea. I see nothing wrong with wanting only hot chicks. Okay -- okay. Maybe I've seen a few porn videos in my time. I won't lie anymore.
You research flirting with girls?
Well yes it’s not Oscar worthy performances and most of the moaning is atrociously fake, but I don’t think people insist on million dollar budgets for various ways a girl next door can get railed. You seriously don’t watch porn? That’s weird.
What? No! I know how to flirt with girls. I just checking to how my fellow dudes bust out ways to flirt with chicks.
True. I guess it doesn't take a lot of acting skills to have sex with someone. I mean I could do it if I wanted to and got paid for it. But I don't. I'm not really into it, Quinn.
