I left my heart in San Francisco

Kurt Hummel. 21. Oakland Native. Gay. Hello one and all and welcome to the blog of the one and only Kurt Elizabeth Hummel. I'm Oakland born and raised and study fashion up in San Francisco at the Academy of Art University. Currently I'm spending the summer working as a camp counselor and arts and crafts teacher for a bunch of little kids...pray for me. [puckurt 1x1 rp] [Former teacher/former student AU]

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck’s lips twitched into a smile as Kurt looked up at him, his face absolutely flushed pink. He looked so fucking good like that, honestly, just pink and exhilarated and stretched around his dick. Puck glanced down again, looking at his pelvis pressed flat against Kurt’s ass, and just the sight made him moan just softly. This was so hot. He still couldn’t really believe that it was happening at all, either.

He chuckled at Kurt’s question, letting go of his hand only to plant both of his hands into the mattress on either side of the younger man’s body. “Hmm. I don’t know if you’re quite ready for that, actually,” he said, rolling his hips slowly as he leaned down to kiss Kurt’s neck. “We’ll build up to it..” He smirked against his skin and pulled his hips back and thrust back in slowly, panting in the process as he filled Kurt back up. “You have to tell me if it’s too much, okay?” He pulled back to look Kurt in the eye, making sure that he was still okay with everything. Truly, the fact that Puck was still not moving fast was kind of amazing in itself; he wasn’t sure that he’d ever had this kind of self control in his life, especially when he had his dick in somebody.

Puck leaned back and moved his hands from the bed to Kurt’s hips, holding onto him tight as he started to move his hips a little faster, finding a slower but steady rhythm for his thrusts. He groaned and let his head fall back for a few moments, his eyes falling shut as he increased his speed even more. Puck never really liked to talk during sex, but he was fighting to keep himself from going on and on about how good it all felt, not wanting to freak Kurt out or anything, but it was getting harder to resist.

Instead, he tried to keep himself busy with other things, like wrapping a hand around Kurt’s cock and giving him slow and loose strokes. He glanced up at Kurt’s face often, wanting to make sure he was still okay and enjoying himself. Puck dropped Kurt’s cock and leaned back again, turning his head to kiss along Kurt’s ankle and calf where they rested against his shoulder. He moved his head back to press a few kisses to Kurt’s foot before leaning in and pushing Kurt’s legs back in the process. He was aching to move more, to move harder, but he still held back, bringing two fingers to Kurt’s lips and pushing them into his mouth.

At first Kurt thought Puck was just trying to tease him a little bit, and he pouted until Puck’s slow thrust out made him let out a small gasp in surprise. He closed his eyes as Puck thrusted back in, the smallest noise leaving his throat. It definitely wasn’t as bad as it had been earlier, but, yeah, he still probably needed a bit more time to adjust. Building up to it was a good idea, even if a large part of Kurt’s libido was begging for him to beg for more. When Puck pulled back to look at him in the eye, Kurt’s eyes widened a bit. He nodded firmly in response before quietly saying, “Okay.” He really did trust him.

Kurt watched Puck intently as he moved back to hold his hips and started to thrust. He bit his lip, muffling any possible sounds he could possibly make. And, okay, it was a little uncomfortable at first. It didn’t hurt really bad, but it took some adjusting. But as Puck kept going, Kurt started to slowly relax and was starting to enjoy himself. Puck started to stroke him, though, and Kurt’s back arched a bit and he let out a surprised moan, his mouth opening without him telling it to do so. 

Puck went on, eventually dropping his cock and kissing around his legs and stuff, acting so sweet and gentle, even as his speed was increasing just slightly. Then he was leaning over him, bending him in half. Kurt, who was starting to get into it, eagerly sucked his fingers, moaning a little around them as he sucked. Something about being full at both ends was really getting him -

“Ah!” Kurt surprised himself with that noise, his eyes widening as he took a moment to realize what had happened. Then Puck was thrusting in that spot again and Kurt’s brain finally processed it. “Oh, I - ” Kurt moaned around Puck’s fingers, cutting himself off as he realized Puck’s fingers were muffling his words. Kurt grabbed Puck’s wrist and pulled his fingers out to say, “Can I - more? Please?” Kurt begged. “More, there, I - it’s so good - ” Kurt cut himself off and wrapped his arms around Puck’s neck, pulling him even closer and pushing his legs even closer to his torso in the process. He groaned at the sensation before kissing Puck, squeezing around him in hopes of urging him on.

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck nodded lazily with a smile when Kurt said that he wanted it just like this. He pressed a kiss to the younger man’s jaw before he started to pull away, only for Kurt to hook both of his legs over his shoulders, pulling him back in. He grinned and rubbed one of his legs, turning his head to press a kiss to the inside of his thigh, before returning the challenging look that Kurt was giving him. Then he moved just enough to roll the condom onto himself, smoothing it out and then reaching for the bottle of lube, coating himself generously and rubbing more over Kurt’s hole.

He let out a soft breath as he moved in closer, wrapping his arms around Kurt’s legs and pulling him in even more. He slowly pressed the head of his cock to Kurt’s hole, watching his body respond as he moved it in small circles. Puck really just wanted to dive right in and fuck him up, knowing his own preferences which tended to be more on the rougher side. Still, he knew that this was something different and new for Kurt, and as he looked down at the young man who was laying on his bed, legs spread wide for his former teacher, he knew he needed to be more careful.

Puck moved his arm and grabbed Kurt’s hand, pushing his finger between his and resting their hands on Kurt’s hip. With his other hand, he slipped his cock between Kurt’s cheeks and started to press his hips forward slowly, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment as he pushed inside. He swore under his breath as he felt Kurt’s tight walls around him, giving him time to adjust to more and more. It took some time, and Puck kept holding onto Kurt’s hand throughout it, squeezing for reassurance until he finally bottomed out.

“Kurt,” he mumbled, grinding his hips in slow circles. The hand that wasn’t holding Kurt’s moved up to his leg, rubbing over it soothingly as he focused on keeping his eyes open and his mind fully aware of Kurt’s reactions. “You feel so fucking good. God, you’re fucking gorgeous.” He moaned low in his throat and kept his eyes on Kurt’s face, pulling back just barely and pushing impossibly deeper.

Despite his confident look - or at least an attempt at looking confident, Kurt was definitely beyond nervous. Ready and excited and willing, but still nervous. He watched Puck as he rolled on the condom and lubed himself up more and kept telling himself to breathe. He trusted Puck, and he was sure he would stop if they needed to. He wouldn’t hurt him.

Kurt bit his lip as Puck first teased him, pulling him in even closer and rubbing the head of his cock over his hole. Kurt whined quietly as his hole twitched in need, but he said nothing as he closed his eyes in preparation. Then Puck was grabbing his hand and Kurt opened his eyes to look up at him. Suddenly he felt a lot more at ease and he was able to relax more as Puck finally started to push inside of him.

After that, Kurt closed his eyes and kept them shut as he let Puck slowly push in. As he said before, this wasn’t his first time doing this, but with Puck’s size and how long it had been since he’d done it and how little experience he had with it, it was basically like doing it again for the first time. He let out a few small gasps and moans and hisses along the way, his body experiencing a mix of slight pain and burn with some pleasure until, finally, somehow, Puck was all the way inside of him.

Kurt’s eyes slowly opened when he realized that, and he moaned quietly as Puck started to move his hips in circles. Weirdly enough, he started to smile when Puck called him gorgeous, even though he knew Puck was mostly babbling. Hey, Puck being the one babbling was a nice change for their dynamic. Kurt shifted his hips a bit for a more comfortable position and took a deep breath that was interrupted by Puck pulling out a little bit and then pushing back in. Kurt gasped a little and finally locked eyes with Puck. 

“So, are you going to tear me apart?” Kurt asked, remembering Puck’s earlier comment. While Puck hadn’t moved enough for Kurt to get used to the thrusting that was sure to come, he was definitely at least used to Puck being completely inside of him, and he really liked that. “Or should I have asked nicely?” Kurt teased. A small part of him wanted to go nice and slow, but the larger part of him was not ready for that at all since, hello, he had been waiting for the whole freaking summer for this night, for this moment. 

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

A lazy grin spread across Puck’s face as Kurt moaned, his hips bucking wildly even as he tried to grind down deep on Puck’s fingers. He pressed a few kisses to Kurt’s abdomen before pulling away, his free hand smoothing over his thigh as he continued moving his fingers slowly, sitting back on his heels. He very slowly slid his fingers back out almost completely, watching Kurt’s face as he paused before slamming back in with force, moving his whole body forward. “You’re so polite,” he teased, loving how Kurt was begging so nicely, always saying please. He started to thrust his fingers in at a steady pace, driving deep before finally sliding them back out and reaching for the condom.

He looked Kurt over as he hooked his thumb into the elastic of his own underwear. “Do you wanna stay like this?” he asked and pulled his underwear down, his hard cock springing free. He tossed them off of the bed and then focused on the condom, tearing the package open with his teeth, then let the wrapper fall to the bed and then brushing it off onto the floor.

He moved forward on his knees, leaning over Kurt and pressing his cock against his abdomen. “Or do you wanna get on your hands and knees for me?” He smirked as he bent down to kiss along Kurt’s neck, his cock rubbing against Kurt’s. He moaned softly against Kurt’s skin, his hips moving slowly as he grind against him. “You can have me however you want me. Just tell me and it’s yours.” He rocked forward especially hard, one hand sliding down to slip a still slick finger inside him as his lips moved up to Kurt’s ear.

Kurt had never really felt like this, and the whole situation was slightly overwhelming. It made it hard to follow everything that was happening, from Puck’s kisses on his stomach to his hand on his thigh. He really couldn’t keep track of everything happening. But he definitely noticed as Puck pulled out almost all the way. Kurt’s eyes flickered open and looked up at him. Then Puck slammed his fingers back in and Kurt’s back arched as he moaned loudly, his eyes falling shut. He hadn’t expected that. He merely whined in response to Puck’s words, barely registering them as Puck continued to just thrust them inside of him.

When Puck pulled out, Kurt looked back up again and licked his lips. He saw Puck grab the condom and then put his thumb under the waist of his underwear. He’s mouth felt a little funny, and he wasn’t sure if it was because he was nervous or if he wanted to suck Puck’s cock...probably both. Kurt’s eyes just stayed wide and lustful as he watched the man lower his underwear and rip open the condom.

Kurt’s stomach fluttered as Puck climbed over him, and he let out a shocked gasp as Puck rubbed his cock against him. Kurt’s eyes closed again as Puck teased him and kissed him. His hands found Puck’s shoulders, and he gave out a surprised moan as Puck grinded against him. “God,” Kurt whined, not sure what to even say, and then Puck was slipping a finger inside of him. He wasn’t even sure he was going to last long enough at this rate. Kurt couldn’t even decide between grinding against Puck or grinding down against his finger.

Finally Kurt managed to say, “Like this.” Kurt stopped moving his hips and said, “But you remember how flexible I am, right?” While deciding in the moment was hard and he had imagined it so many different ways, Kurt had one fantasy he kept going back to. And as Puck pulled back, Kurt carefully kicked his legs over his shoulders and gave him a challenging look. 

“I’m ready,” he said, another bought of nerves flooding in his stomach as he bit his lip. 

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck couldn’t get enough of Kurt’s reactions to everything he did. He was so expressive, and not just with his voice, but with his face and his body. And as he leaned down over him to kiss him, feeling his body moving underneath him, he could feel a rush of adrenaline coursing through him. Puck loved sex and he had a lot of it, but rarely was it with someone that was as inexperienced as Kurt claimed to be. While he didn’t get a lot of detail from him, he assumed that he’d probably only been involved in some boring, vanilla sex with some dumb boy, vaguely remembering a boyfriend that Kurt had in high school.

He pulled back just slightly, his lips still pressed to Kurt’s chin, and he smirked. “Because you asked so nicely,” he teased, pushing his fingertip just enough to almost penetrate, but not quite. He kept his eyes locked on Kurt’s face as he teased before finally pulling away and getting up off of the bed. He walked over to his dresser and opened a drawer, pulling out a bottle of lube and a box of condoms, setting them on top of the dresser. Then, taking his time just for fun, he unfastened his belt and took it off, rolling it carefully and putting in the drawer. Then he unbuttoned his shorts and slid them down, carefully folding them and putting them away. So maybe he liked the fact that Kurt wanted it so bad that he was begging and now he just had to lay there and wait. Puck liked being in control, especially in situations like this one.

He finally turned back to Kurt and smiled as he watched him still laying there looking flustered. He squeezed himself through his underwear and then grabbed the lube and condom and got back onto the bed. One hand reached for Kurt’s ass, squeezing it before he slid a pillow under his hips to prop him up a bit.

“I don’t wanna stretch you too much,” he stated as he started to coat his fingers with lube. “I want you to feel every detail of my dick when I’m in you.” He brought two slick fingers to Kurt’s hole, rubbing over it before suddenly pushing one in. He was careful but still assertive, watching Kurt’s face attentively. He moaned to himself as he pushed in completely, soon pushing his second finger too. “Fuck,” he muttered to himself as he moved his fingers, the tight sensation going straight to his dick. “So fucking tight and perfect.” He scissored his fingers slowly and leaned over to run his tongue up Kurt’s shaft, licking over the precome at the tip.

When Puck agreed and teased him a little, Kurt felt a rush of excitement run up him. He thought for a moment Puck was going to actually slip his finger in right then, but instead, Puck just kept teasing against it, not putting enough pressure in to actually penetrate his hole. Kurt whined hopelessly and tried to push himself down further before Puck finally just pulled away. Kurt groaned in frustration, but when he looked over to see Puck holding lube and condoms, he licked over his lips. He was nervous, so nervous, but he was ready and willing.

But apparently Puck wasn’t completely ready. Kurt thought maybe he was too turned on and maybe Puck wasn’t moving any slower than usual. That could be true, right? But, nope, he started to realize Puck was just teasing as he started to fold up everything. Kurt whined quietly, as he wasn’t quite bold enough to say anything or tell him to go faster. He bit his lips and lightly stroked himself for a moment before Puck turned around. Kurt immediately dropped his hand to the side and looked at him expectedly. His whined a high tone as Puck grabbed himself, almost reaching forward to grab him himself when Puck finally walked back over.

Kurt moaned quietly as Puck grabbed his ass, and he let Puck move the pillow under him without any thought. As Puck talked so certainly and matter-of-fact, Kurt looked at him with wide eyes. It sounded hot, if a little scary and fast. “O-oka - oh,” Kurt was cut off as Puck brought his now lubed-up fingers to his hole. Then Puck pushed a finger in and Kurt’s head fell back and he bit his lip. Fuck, that felt good. It stung a little, but he liked it. A lot. And after all the teasing, it was such a major fucking relief - enough so that even though the second finger came second later, Kurt welcomed it with a low moan along with the slight sting. 

Kurt’s eyes were still closed, so he didn’t expect Puck’s tongue against his cock. Kurt moaned loudly and bucked his hips as his suddenly opened wide. "Fuck,” Kurt moaned as he tried to grind down harder on Puck’s scissoring fingers. “Please, I - please,” Kurt moaned desperately, not even sure what he was begging for at that point. “Please,” he repeated, “Feels so good...” Was he even ready to take Puck’s cock? He wasn’t sure, but he really wanted to.

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck felt a shiver run down his spine as he felt Kurt trying to push up on his hands, attempting to break out of his hole before he finally gave up and started rocking his hips instead. He smirked as they parted, his breathing a little heavy as he looked over Kurt’s bright pink face. “Yeah? Good,” he murmured, his grip tightening on Kurt’s wrists and his hips rolling forward hard. Then he let out a low chuckle when Kurt asked him what he wanted to do to him and slowly released his grip, moving his hands to Kurt’s hips instead.

“Mm. I’m gonna tear you apart,” he said softly, his hands sliding up under Kurt’s shirt and pushing it up his torso. With Kurt’s help, he pulled it up over his arms and head and threw it onto the floor, his hands rubbing over his bare chest. “Piece by piece.” He looked at Kurt with hungry eyes but kept himself moving slow and steady, his fingers toying with his nipples and gripping at his pecs and shoulders. Then he slid down Kurt’s body a bit, kneeling at his side as he worked on getting Kurt’s pants off and throwing them towards the direction of his shirt.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he told him, one hand rubbing over the bulge in Kurt’s underwear as the other hand moved along his thigh. “So sexy.” He smirked and bent at the waist, mouthing over Kurt’s cock through the material of his briefs as his fingertips slid under the elastic and started to slowly peel them down. As soon as the head of his cock was visible, Puck sucked it between his lips and sunk down as he pulled the underwear the rest of the way down. He hollowed his cheeks as he took as much as he could before pulling off with a loud and messy pop.

He gripped Kurt’s legs and pushed them back, bending them at the knees so he could see his hole. “Fuck,” he groaned to himself, leaning in to get a closer look. “Such a hungry little hole..” He grinned up at Kurt before pushing his legs to one side, twisting his body in the process, so Kurt could still watch him as he lightly ran his finger up over his rim. “I’m gonna stuff you so fucking full of this cock.. is that what you want? Want me to split you open?” He smirked and then sucked at his finger before pressing it against him again, applying more pressure this time, and then leaned up to give the younger man a sloppy kiss.

Kurt groaned under his breath at Puck’s answer, his hips trying to roll up against his. He helped Puck as best as he could to get his shirt off, the cooler air of the apartment hitting his bare chest. Kurt licked over his lips as Puck started touching his chest, leaning up on his forearms. He wanted to touch Puck back now that his arms were free, but he was too hypnotized by Puck’s hungry eyes and slow, yet constant, touching. He let out a slight yelp at the first twist of his nipple, his hips bucking up without thought as a result. “Puck...”

Again, Kurt did his best to help Puck get his pants off, wriggling just a little bit so he could shimmy them down his legs. “Fuck,” Kurt panted quietly as Puck ran his hand over his crotch. Kurt’s head fell back soon after as Puck started to suck on the head of his cock and pulled off his underwear. He lost his balance on his arms and collapsed onto his back again, which turned out to be a good thing as Puck soon was off his cock and pushing his legs back.

Kurt’s stomach fluttered with excitement, since he knew exactly what was coming. Or, well, he thought he did. Puck teased him at first, his face flushing ever so slightly, as he nodded in agreement. He had been one second away from spreading himself open, honestly. But then Puck surprised him by twisting his legs around. Kurt got back up on one forearm to watch what he was doing better, since he was a little confused. He shivered at the gentle touch on such a sensitive part of him and looked up at Puck with wide eyes as he talked dirty to him.

“Y-yes,” Kurt said quietly, not sure if he was supposed to answer, but unable to stop himself from making it clear that he wanted it. “Please,” Kurt whined as Puck started to suck on his finger. Kurt’s eyes closed as Puck pressed the finger against him, still not really penetrating him, much to his frustration.

before he could voice that complaint, Puck was leaning up and kissing him, and Kurt was attempting to press himself down on his finger. “Please,” Kurt whined against Puck’s lips, his eyes closed. “Please, Puck, I need it,” Kurt moaned breathlessly. He had no idea who he was at that moment, but he didn’t really care. Even begging a little was turning him on, which he didn’t understand at all.

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck locked eyes with Kurt as he pulled back, studying him carefully as he responded, and smiled as Kurt confirmed that he definitely wanted it. He nodded as Kurt explained why he was a little nervous, his heart clenching in his chest as he rubbed at the back of his neck. Knowing that he was involved with so many new experiences for Kurt was so exciting to him and such a turn on.

Though a little surprised, he caught Kurt as he jumped up onto him and wrapped himself around him, chuckling quietly as he held onto him tight. “We’re gonna have a lot of fun tonight,” he assured him with a grin, his hands resting on his ass. He moaned into the kiss, taking a moment to steady himself as the intensity almost made him lose his balance. Then he took a few steps over to the wall and pushed Kurt up against it, pinning him up as he adjusted himself just slightly so he could grind right against his ass.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you,” he told him in a low voice, his lips pressed against Kurt’s jaw as he rocked his hips hard against him. “I’ll give you anything you want.” He moaned softly as he moved his hips, enjoying that friction for a little while longer before grabbing hold of him again and carrying him through the apartment and back into the bedroom, tossing him onto the bed. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt simultaneously before crawling onto the bed and on top of him, pinning his arms down over his head as he kissed him hard, licking into his mouth.

Kurt barely even registered that Puck was having trouble balancing. He just moaned into the kiss with him and then surprised himself by moaning yet again when Puck pushed him up against the wall. He had seen things like that in movies, but he never realized how great they would feel in real life. Kurt whined and pressed his ass down against Puck’s crotch, he’s breathing a bit labored from the kiss as they broke apart.

Kurt whined quietly at the tone of Puck’s low voice and felt a shiver run up his spine. He tried to rock against Puck’s hips, but between the wall and Puck’s body, he didn’t have much room to move, which was frustrating but also kind of tantalizing at the same time. “Good,” Kurt panted, one hand still in Puck’s hair while the other gripped hard at his back. Sure, he wasn’t really sure what he wanted since he wasn’t really well-versed in the subject, but he was sure he’d figure it out.

As Puck moved him to the bedroom, Kurt held on even tighter and buried his head in Puck’s neck, lightly nipping and kissing along there. He grinned as he realized he didn’t have to worry about marks, at least not tonight. Anything Puck made on him or vice versa would definitely be gone by the time school started. He didn’t have to worry about looking professional or anything like that. He didn’t have to set an alarm to make sure he went home on time. For once, Kurt could just enjoy his time with Puck and not worry about anything else.

And Kurt planned on doing just that. Soon Puck was tossing him onto the bed. Kurt quickly got his shoes and socks off and was about to grab his shirt when Puck was on top of him and pinning him down, his hands crossed over his head. Kurt moaned helplessly before Puck started kissing him, his tongue pressing into his mouth. Kurt wanted to touch him, to grab him, to do something, but he couldn’t, because Puck’s grip was too strong on his arms. While it was frustrating, much like the wall, it was even hotter for some reason he didn’t quite understand. So instead of grabbing him with his hands, Kurt rolled his hips against his, moaning loudly into his mouth at the friction.

Finally they parted for air and Kurt grinned at Puck as he panted. “I kinda like you taking control like that,” Kurt admitted. If he blushed at that, he couldn’t tell, since his face was already heated from all the kissing and grinding they were doing. “What all do you want to do to me?” Kurt asked playfully, his body completely pinned under Puck’s.

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck watched Kurt curiously as he asked if he was okay to drive because they’d need to leave fast. He nodded, an eyebrow raised as he pulled Kurt in a little closer, their bodies pressed firmly together. They weren’t even dancing anymore, just standing there together. Puck almost forgot there were even other people around.

He leaned in as Kurt moved up to his ear, and he felt his stomach flip when the younger man told him what he wanted. His immediate reaction was to grin, but he tried to stop himself from looking too crazy, even though he was definitely on board with that plan. He was frozen in place for a moment, his fingers pressing into Kurt’s back, only moving again once Kurt pulled away to look up at him again. “Yeah, we need to get going,” he chuckled and took Kurt’s hand, giving him a quick kiss before leading him back through the bar. He said a few quick goodbyes to the people that were still left, not worried too much about formalities at this point. He had better things on his mind.

Puck opened Kurt’s door for him and helped him into the truck before getting in himself and buckling up. He was more than okay to drive, but still knew he needed to be cautious after a few drinks, even if they’d been spaced out over time. Fortunately they weren’t too far from his apartment complex. He slid his hand to Kurt’s thigh as he drove, squeezing innocently at first before casually making his way to Kurt’s crotch and palming over him. He shot him a smirk and kept driving, and soon enough they were pulling into the parking lot. He got Kurt’s stuff out of the backseat and led him into the apartment, setting everything down on the floor and locking the door.

He immediately reached for Kurt’s waist, pulling him in close and pressing a kiss to his lips, slightly more intense this time, before moving his mouth up to his ear. “You’re sure this is what you want?” he asked to be nice, even though he’d probably lose his mind if Kurt decided that he didn’t want to. One hand moved up to the back of Kurt’s neck and wove into his hair, scratching lightly at his skin.

Kurt’s face broke into a wide grin at Puck’s reaction. He eagerly followed him back to the table for a few quick goodbyes as adrenaline raced through him. He was nervous to do this again, but he was also beyond ready to do this again, as well as do it for the first time with Puck. He waved excitedly at his remaining coworkers one last time before Puck yanked him back out of the bar, Kurt laughing along the way. Puck didn’t seem like the type for sentimental goodbyes, but Puck’s replies seemed particularly short. He was obviously just as ready for this as Kurt. Hell, probably even more so.

That was definitely true to the fact that Puck started feeling Kurt up on the ride home. First it started with a mostly innocent touch of his thigh until he had his hand in Kurt’s lap. Kurt was already excited and on a bit of an adrenaline high from telling Puck what he wanted so bluntly and kissing Puck in front of people he knew, but this was adding excitement in a completely different way. Puck touching him, especially while driving, was getting him going even harder. Kurt groaned at the unexpected contact, not missing the smirk Puck gave him before he looked back at the road.

Thankfully they made it back to Puck’s safely and on time. Puck, ever the gentleman, even grabbed his bag for him, and they both hurried into the apartment before Puck closed and locked the door behind him. In another gentlemanly manner, Puck, after a hot kiss, asked if Kurt was really ready and willing for what he had proposed.

To make sure Puck was totally sure he was serious, Kurt pulled back and looked him in the eye. “Yes. I really want this,” Kurt said. After a moment, he added, “Just know that I’ve only done this with one other person, so I’m a little nervous...and I don’t know if I can go as hard as I want to. Not yet.” Despite that, Kurt, determined to keep the mood going since he was still hard as all get out, jumped onto Puck, wrapping his arms around his neck and his legs around his hips. 

“That was fun,” Kurt said breathlessly, honestly just delighted at doing something so fun. The, after giving Puck a small grin, he leaned back in to kiss him, one of his hands going to the back of Puck’s head as he kissed him deeply.

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck grinned when Kurt agreed to dance, moving aside so he could get up and pay their bill. He took out his own wallet and left some cash on the table for a tip before standing up and stretching a little before finishing off the last of his drink. As he glanced around the bar, he looked at his coworkers that were still there and sighed to himself; they’d made it through another summer. A few of them were fellow teachers that he’d see back at work the following week, but the rest he probably wouldn’t see until the following summer, which was a little bittersweet, but he was mostly okay with it.

Soon enough Kurt was joining him as they stepped out onto the dance floor. He was pleasantly surprised when Kurt immediately wrapped his arms around his neck; sure, they had danced together pretty raunchily before, but Puck still wasn’t sure what Kurt would want to do or how close they would get in front of their coworkers. Well, technically they weren’t really Kurt’s coworkers anymore, just Puck’s, and plenty of them had made it clear over the last few weeks that they apparently knew just how Puck operated and likely wouldn’t be fazed by it anyway.

He slipped his arms around Kurt’s waist and held him close but not too tight yet, just to be safe, and looked down at him with an amused smirk on his lips. He was just too cute with the slightest flush in his cheeks from the alcohol, and Puck tightened his hold slightly as they started to move to the music.

He raised an eyebrow at Kurt’s next comment, but didn’t have a chance to say anything in response because Kurt was kissing him. He hummed softly and chased the younger man’s lips as he pulled away, then immediately kissed him again. The kisses were soft and tame, but still felt so incredible. The fact that they were right out there in front of everyone somehow made it all more exciting.

When they finally parted, Puck looked back to Kurt’s face again, another smirk on his lips. “And what exactly did you have in mind?” he asked quietly, his words coming out a little slower from the alcohol he’d consumed. “I’m ready to get out of here whenever you are, anyway.” His hand moved along the small of Kurt’s back as he watched him, pulling him in a little closer.

Part of Kurt was tempted to see who was looking at them from their group of coworkers. He was curious as to who was thinking what at this point, just because, of course, he was always curious what other people thought of him. But he didn’t move his eyes off of Noah. once their kiss ended. He was actually feeling a bit dizzy, which was probably just from the alcohol, and his own infatuation and want for what was to come next.

Kurt grinned as Puck pulled him in closer and he tilted his head. “And you’re sure you’re ready to drive?” Kurt asked, his voice still a little teasing and light. He knew Puck could handle how much alcohol he head, but he wanted to double check. “Because I don’t want to tell you unless you’re ready to drive back immediately.”

Once Puck confirmed it, Kurt looked up at Puck with bright eyes and a soft smile. He pressed a short kiss to Puck’s mouth again before moving his mouth to Puck’s ear. Kurt quietly whispered, “I want you to take me to your room, stretch me open, and fuck me into the mattress.” He laughed under his breath and added, “And if we leave now, we can have time for a second round and maybe you’ll let me ride you.” For once, Kurt’s cheeks didn’t get any pinker, though his heart was pounding in his chest from saying something so sexual and intimate.

He pulled back enough to look Puck in the eye. “Well?” Kurt asked.

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck smiled to himself when Kurt said that he’d like to come back the next summer if he didn’t already have a job in place. It would be pretty cool to have him back again for a lot of reasons. The kids really liked him, which was the most important thing. Still, he was sure Kurt would be totally over it by next summer and probably wouldn’t be that interested in doing anything with him again. He really didn’t get how Kurt was still single, but Puck was sure that now that he was 21 and able to go out and meet more people, he would probably be off the market fairly quick. And maybe it was egotistical for him to think so, but Puck was pretty sure that Kurt wouldn’t have enjoyed his boring summer camp job if they hadn’t been spending so much time together.

“I guess we’ll have to wait and see,” Puck said quietly, gently running his fingers over Kurt’s shoulder. He glanced over at Sam who was still watching them, giving him a slight look before turning his attention back to Kurt and the food and drinks in front of them.

After they ate a bit more of the food and Puck had finished another drink, he let his hand slide to Kurt’s thigh again and glanced around the bar. “Do you wanna dance?” he asked Kurt suddenly, looking over at the DJ that was looking pretty bored. It was still pretty early and the Friday night crowd hadn’t really started yet. “This is kinda lame. But I bet we’ll have more fun over there.” He smirked and nodded over to the dance floor, his hand sliding up Kurt’s thigh again as he watched him closely.

"Yep,” Kurt said in reply to Puck before going back to his drink. He didn’t know how any of this was going to work in the next month, let alone a year later. They were both busy during the school year, hence the fact they said this was a casual thing. But was it really going to just end at the beginning of the school year? Or would they possibly hook up a few more times? He knew he needed to stop thinking about the future this way, but it was hard to stop. He just finished his drink and had some more food to try to stop himself from thinking about that.

After a little while, Puck’s hand went back to his thigh and Kurt looked up at him. There were a few other people dancing and Kurt wasn’t really talking much at the table anyways, so it seemed like a good plan. The “party” of people was starting to wind down anyways, so Kurt said, “Let me go close out my tab and I’ll meet you out there.” 

Closing that tab didn’t take long at all, and soon as his card was back in his wallet, Kurt met Puck on the dance floor. He wrapped his arms around his neck, since even though the alcohol was making him a bit looser and calmer, he wasn’t ready to grind him in front of his now former co-workers. Still, Kurt remained close to him, definitely making it very clear that they were something if there were any doubters left. It was even better than at the club, because his body wasn’t vibrating from the booming bass and he wasn’t drunk out of his mind. He liked it.

“I don’t know how much longer you want to stay,” Kurt started, “But I’m not sure it’s going to be too much longer once you know what I want to do tonight.” Instead of telling him right away, Kurt leaned up to kiss him gently on the lips. Hey, there was no need to worry about being professional anymore, right?

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck wasn’t really sure how he expected Kurt to react to his touches, but it definitely wasn’t like that. His eyes widened as Kurt’s did, his other hand reaching over to pat his back as he coughed. He couldn’t help but smirk once he realized that Kurt was okay, chuckling softly to himself, even more so when Sam asked him if he had drank too much.

“Relax. Maybe you should drink more,” he joked, his hand back on Kurt’s knee. “At least red is a good color on you.” He smirked as he looked at Kurt and his flushed cheeks, then lifted his glass to have another sip of his new drink that the waiter had brought over. He glanced back over towards the rest of the table, noticing Sam who was still looking at them curiously. He moved down the table and eventually got to Quinn, who hadn’t been looking at him until she apparently felt him looking at her. She rolled her eyes at him and he just chuckled softly and shook his head, shooting her a glare and slipping his arm around Kurt, resting it along the top of his chair.

‘So Kurt, do you think you’ll come back next summer?’ Sam asked him. Puck turned to look at him as he answered. That was a good question, and one that Puck hadn’t really thought about asking. ‘You did a great job and we’d love to have you back. I bet Puckerman would like that too.’ Puck shot his head back to look at Sam, narrowing his eyes a little. It was true, it would be great to have Kurt come back the next summer, but it was just an odd thing for him to say.

“Yeah, I guess it’d be nice to have you around again,” Puck teased with a grin as he looked at Kurt again, giving his shoulders a little squeeze with his arm. “I’m sure you’ll have moved on to something much more fulfilling by then.”

Kurt was both glad but disappointed when Puck moved his hand back down his leg to his knee. As much as he enjoyed that attention and touch, having his hand that far up in public was honestly scaring the shit out of him. Obviously. He almost laughed with Puck as he joked, but instead he rolled his eyes at him and gave him a significant look. “Yeah, yeah,” Kurt said, turning slightly pinker from Sam’s look and Puck’s teasing. 

Sam’s look made Kurt a bit curious himself. While Quinn had called them out, it wasn’t like they confirmed that they were together or some sort of thing. They hadn’t kissed in public or at work, and they kept most everything they did on the down low. Even Kurt’s parents didn’t know about Puck. It was a pretty big deal. But it wasn’t like they were avoiding each other at work. They sat close to each other, and while they weren’t kissing that night, they had already sat apart from everyone. He was just curious as to what they thought about him and Puck. Or even just him, too. Did they all see him as some innocent “kid” who was roped in by Puck’s charms? He was curious.

Sam asked him a question, and Kurt paused for a moment. It never really occurred to him to think about a next year. He had hoped to have a job lined up that would make camp impossible, but he knew that wasn’t 100% likely. Sam said they’d love to have him back, and if that was true, having a for-sure job lined up sounded great. 

But that also meant seeing Puck again. Sam even pointed that out. And the idea of possibly having another summer like the past month had been...that sounded great. But would Puck want that? Maybe he really did want someone different every summer. Maybe he’d be dating someone by then.

He shook his head slightly to clear his thoughts. He smiled at Puck and shrugged before looking back at Sam. “Maybe. It’s been the best summer job I’ve had in all honesty,” Kurt said. Then he shrugged again and said, “If I don’t have anything lined up after graduation, which is very likely, I’d definitely come back. I’d love to work with you guys again. He looked down for a moment and then his eyes darted back to Puck. He definitely wouldn’t mind seeing him again.

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck agreed to the sampler and let Kurt order for them as he sipped his drink, watching him. He couldn’t help but smile to himself; Kurt was just so adorable, even doing something as simple as ordering food at a restaurant. Once their order was in, Puck stood up and grabbed his drink, walking over to the table with Kurt’s hand in his.

He glanced around the table as he sat down, nodding at a few coworkers and smiling. He had just lifted his glass to take another drink when Sam started talking to Kurt, asking him a few questions. He slowly sipped his drink as he watched them, listening attentively. He smirked at Kurt’s answer about his plans for the week as he set his drink back down, trailing his fingertips over the condensation on the glass. He would definitely be enjoying himself in bed a lot this week.

Puck was a little caught off guard when Sam started to ask him similar questions, suddenly pulled out of his thoughts. He looked over at the other man as he spoke, watching his mouth move, and then glanced over at Kurt briefly. Sam had been great in bed, with that perfect body and sexy mouth of his; he couldn’t help but think about being with Sam and Kurt at the same time.. he wondered if there was a way that would ever be possible. Sam obviously didn’t have a Quinn meltdown after they had hooked up in the past.

He tried to shake those thoughts out of his head and focus on the actual questions he was being asked. “Just trying to have some fun before the new school year starts up,” he said with a nod, one of his hands subtly sliding over to Kurt’s thigh under the table. “There’s a lot of fun to have in a short amount of time, but I know I can handle it.” He smiled and nodded at Sam before turning the questions onto him, his hand rubbing Kurt’s thigh gently. At this point, he was much more interested in getting back to his apartment with Kurt than making small talk with his coworkers.

After a few more minutes, their server appeared with their appetizer and a few other dishes that the table had ordered. Puck wasn’t too hungry, but knew it would be smart to eat, especially as he ordered another drink. He popped a few french fries into his mouth and casually tuned in to some of the conversations at the table for a bit before turning back to Kurt.

“Good choice on the sampler,” he told him as he wiped his fingers on a napkin. “Are you having fun?” He tilted his head as he looked at him, studying his face carefully as his mind started to wander with thoughts of what they would get up to that night and over the next few days. His hand moved up over his thigh, inching a little closer to his crotch, though his face remained unfazed.

Kurt looked over at Puck as the question was turned to him. Puck took a few seconds to answer, which made Kurt raise his eyebrows. Did he really need to think about his answer?

Finally Puck started to answer and Kurt gave him a small smile and a nod of his head. Then he felt a hand move to his thigh and he raised an eyebrow at him but kept his face otherwise neutral. That was, obviously, not really a big deal, even in public. He looked back at Sam as Puck started talking with him in return. It was nice to just be able to sit and listen without having to contribute much. Kurt wasn’t always the most fond of big crowds of people or having to talk to multiple people at once. He preferred small get-togethers and one on one time. He was an introvert, even though he did his best to be friendly. Even if he and Puck didn’t become, well, whatever they were, he probably only would’ve bonded with him and maybe one other person over the course of the summer.

Soon enough, their food arrived, and Kurt realized how hungry he was. He also knew having food would help make sure he didn’t get completely drunk. Kurt ordered another drink as well along with Puck and started to eat the appetizers they had ordered. 

“Thanks,” Kurt replied as Puck talked to him. He nodded at his question and took a bite of a mozzarella stick right as Puck’s hand started to move upwards. Kurt nearly choked on his bite of food and as his face flushed. He managed to swallow his food at looked at Puck with widened eyes. Was he really doing that right there? He was getting dangerously close to doing something very inappropriate in a public setting.

Kurt tried to calm down his eyes, but his cheeks were still flushed, enough so Sam asked if he was okay. ‘Had enough to drink?’ Sam joked.

“Yeah, no, I’m fine,” Kurt said. This was definitely something completely new for him, being in some intimate setting and having someone tease him like that.

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck chuckled and nodded his head. “Yes, boss,” he teased as Kurt told him that he already knew exactly what the night would entail. He loved that Kurt had become so much more assertive and confident throughout the summer. Just thinking about how timid he had been before and how he’d become much more open was really hot to Puck. He wasn’t sure what Kurt had planned, but he was absolutely on board with whatever it was.

He glanced down at the menu. “I’m actually not that hungry yet. Maybe an appetizer or something. Want to share one?” he suggested, pointing to the appetizer section of the menu. He happily took his drink from the bartender and took a long sip, knowing he couldn’t drink too much because he had to drive them home. Then he glanced back at the table where his coworkers sat, seeing the two seats that apparently had been saved for them. He wasn’t super interested in joining them and listening to them talk about whatever they were talking about, but he knew avoiding them at all costs would probably just create unnecessary drama.

He sighed. “We should probably go sit with them at some point,” he said as he turned back around, his thigh pressing against Kurt’s. “Maybe once we order.”

Kurt gave Puck a teasing little wink and laughed a little with him. He vaguely realized that earlier in the summer he never would’ve been so authoritative about it - not that he was even being that demanding in the first place. It was a little change that was kind of nice. At least he had gotten something from his time with Puck besides just memories.

“That sounds perfect,” Kurt said. If they got hungrier later they could make something at Puck’s or something. He found a mini sampler that seemed easily splittable and was about to suggest it to Puck when he saw him looking at the table of their coworkers. Kurt looked over at them as well and noticed two empty seats next to each other and, conveniently, not near Quinn.

Kurt looked over at Puck when he spoke and nodded. “I thought so, too,” Kurt said. He lightly squeezed Puck’s hand and suggested the sampler to Puck. After they made their choices of what to order in the sampler, they made their order with the bartender. After a moment, Kurt added, “We’ll be over at that table.” The man nodded and went to punch in the order as Kurt looked over at Puck. “I guess it’s time, then,” Kurt said with a half-smile. 

Taking his drink with him, Kurt held onto Puck’s hand as they walked over to join their coworkers. A few of them smiled and waved them over, but most of them were distracted and focused on their own conversations. That was better than having to get some teasing comments about how they were wondering when they’d join them and things like that. 

‘So, Kurt,’ Sam asked after a few moments in an attempt to start a conversation, ‘What's next for you? More school?’

Kurt nodded and had a sip of his drink. “I have a week off and then I start school and work - I work in the admissions office there, so I basically live there during the school year. Leave early, get home late,” Kurt said with a small shrug.

‘Any big plans for your week off?’

A few jokes came to Kurt’s head and he smirked. “I plan on staying in bed as much as possible and enjoy myself,” Kurt joked, no hint of any double entendre in his voice.

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

When the final day of Camp Cougar rolled around, Puck honestly couldn’t believe it had come so soon. He did like his summer gig, but he did usually look forward to it ending; however, this year’s final days were definitely bittersweet. It had been a fun summer hanging out with Kurt, and it would be a bummer that it was ending. Still, they had another week where they’d be able to hang out a lot more than they did at work, but that didn’t make it any less sad about the last couple of days.

The last week went well though, and Puck was even feeling good about his prep for the new school year. He’d probably only have to come in one more time before the first day of school. And when his coworkers discussed going out for dinner and drinks to celebrate a job well done, Puck was on board despite the fact that he usually passed on those kinds of things. He figured it would be a nice way to wrap it all up.

That proved to be true when they arrived at he restaurant and Kurt led them up to sit at the bar instead of at the tables with the others. He still wasn’t crazy about the idea of Quinn staring at them while they tried to innocently enjoy themselves.

“Hmm. Tempting,” Puck replied to Kurt’s suggestion about the drinks. He smiled and squeezed Kurt’s hand on his leg. “How about you get this round, and then I can pay you back later?” he said with a smirk, leaning in to talk into Kurt’s ear. He grinned and pulled away, subtly aware of the eyes on them from their coworkers, and glanced down at the menu.

Kurt had originally planned on just ordering drinks at the bar and then going back to sit with his coworkers. But then they were handing both him and Puck menus and, well, maybe being separated for a little while would help. Hopefully once their coworkers, especially Quinn, had relaxed a little and had some alcohol in their systems, things would be better. And, of course, Puck seemed much happier to sit away from them. Kurt didn’t really know any of them well enough to sit with them unless Puck was interested. 

Hopefully he didn’t come across like an asshole for sitting away from them at first.

He stopped himself from thinking about that as he started to tease Puck. They didn’t have enough time left before they were going to be separated, so he needed to make the most of his time. That was more important than wondering about sitting with his coworkers. Kurt raised an eyebrow at Puck’s suggestion and smirked. “I think I know some ways you can pay me back,” Kurt said slyly. “Just remember you’re driving us back tonight, and I know exactly what I want to do when we’re there.”

Kurt turned to the bartender who came over a second later and ordered a drink, smiling as he did so. He hadn’t yet told Puck that he was ready for what he had been calling “the full thing” inside of his head. But he was. He was really ready. He had even tried practicing a little with his toy, just because it had been so long and Puck was bigger than Sebastian was. Somehow he had managed to not completely blurt that out to him, too, and he was proud of himself.

Kurt handed the bartender his credit card to start a tab and took a sip of his drink. He planned on just having enough to relax a little. If he had learned anything this summer, it was what his limits were with regards to alcohol, and with the food they would order soon, he wasn’t worried about getting as sloppy as he did at the club, so he would be fine. “What are you thinking for food?” Kurt asked after a moment.

[sanfranciskurt]

but, oh, those summer nights.

The last week of Camp Cougar went by in a blur. Between trying to get everything cleaned up and ready for the school year, Kurt and Puck barely saw each other past lunch and their usual gym sessions. Kurt was definitely disappointed when Friday came so soon. Obviously he was excited for one last week off before school and his work study started back up, and he was actually excited to get back to school, too. However it also meant only one more week with Puck. No more sneaking kisses in-between classes or flirting during lunch or even having fun conversations while Puck worked behind a bar...it sucked to know it was going to end. All of it. Though it was obviously for the best and they had agreed on it for a reason.

Of course, that didn’t meant Kurt couldn’t make the best of it while he could. He had told his parents earlier that week that he was going to stay over at a friend’s house that Friday, and he got his dad to drop him off at the last day of camp on his way to work. That way he could go straight over with Puck instead of having to drive there separately. He had packed a bag of his usual overnight items as well.

By the time the last campers left that day, the rooms were almost all completely clean and organized. It didn’t take much longer to finish off everything, and after a small discussion, all of the teachers agreed on a bar to meet at to celebrate. While Kurt hadn’t bonded much with his coworkers past Puck, it sounded like fun to have one last hoorah. Plus a chance to go out with Puck was kind of nice in its own way. Kurt had a feeling they weren’t going to leave Puck’s place much over the next week anyways.

It was also fun to let go of any worries about being professional. While Quinn had pointed out their sort of relationship before, Kurt had done his best to remain professional and responsible in front of his coworkers. Now, however, while their coworkers were at their table and Kurt and Puck were at the bar ordering their drinks, Kurt had no problem putting his hand on his and leaning in close. If anyone doubted that their relationship had moved past just being coworkers before, they definitely weren’t doubting it then.

“So, should I buy this round?” Kurt asked, giving Puck a flirty look, “Or would you rather have me repay you later tonight?” 

[sanfranciskurt]

sing me anything, anything you want.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck felt his heart starting to race even faster as Kurt managed to get his pants open, moaning against his mouth as he felt his warm hand wrap around his cock. While he had expected Kurt’s mouth to muffle the sound of his moan, it came out louder than he expected since Kurt was pulling away. It took Puck a few seconds to realize what was happening, his sense of hearing almost dulled in the heat of the moment, but then he realized the alarm on Kurt’s phone was ringing. He blinked a few times as he processed this, sighing softly to himself as Kurt turned off the ringing and actually got up off of him.

“But…” he started, cutting himself off when he saw how irritated Kurt looked. He just nodded and got himself back into his pants, painfully hard as he zipped and buttoned his fly, then slid out of the back of the truck and closed it. He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed before getting into the drivers seat and starting the truck. He glanced at the clock. Maybe they’d still have enough time for Kurt to jerk him off at least? But then Kurt apologized, still looking pretty upset, so Puck decided to not push his luck.

“Don’t worry about it,” he told him, buckling his seatbelt and pulling out of the parking lot. He wasn’t really sure what else to say. It was still some of the hottest making out he’d experienced probably since he was in high school. Part of him was still satisfied, even if he definitely needed to get himself home and finish what they’d started.

After a few more minutes, Puck turned onto Kurt’s street and slowly pulled up in front of his neighbor’s house. “I’ll see you Monday?” he said, turning to look at the other man. “I had fun tonight. Thanks for coming out with me.” He gave him a small smile, knowing that Kurt was still a little wound up, and gave his thigh a gentle squeeze.

Kurt not only felt like a kid for having to leave so early, but he was also desperate to get off and was not looking forward to having to do that himself. He was sure Puck felt the same way. He frowned as Puck told him not to worry about it, since that wasn’t going to stop him from doing exactly that. Kurt held back a whine about how he hated living with his parents since, really, he didn’t. He just needed to talk to them about boundaries and more freedom in the future...but telling Puck all of that wasn’t necessarily going to help him feel less like a kid.

“Okay,” Kurt said softly as Puck started to drive. They were mostly silent on the way back until Puck stopped in front of Kurt’s neighbor’s. He figured it was best that his parents didn’t see who he was with, just in case they recognized him from his high school days. 

Kurt looked back up at Puck when he spoke and slowly nodded. “I did, too,” Kurt said, giving him a small smile, too. “I just wish there was some other coming involved with that...” Kurt muttered, surprising himself enough that he laughed for a short moment.

Kurt looked over at his house and then back at Puck. He leaned up and gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek. “I’ll send you those shorts photos,” Kurt whispered in his ear. Then with one final goodnight, Kurt hopped out of the car and made his way inside of his house.

Despite being wound up, Kurt hummed as he got back into his house, his parents still watching TV in the living room. ‘Have fun?’ his mom asked.

“Yeah. It was good,” Kurt said, intending on going straight to his room to take those pictures.

‘Cal State Football?’ his dad asked. ‘When did you get that?’

“Huh - ” Kurt looked over at his dad and then down at where his dad was looking. Oh. He still had on Puck’s sweatshirt. He totally forgot about it. Kurt smiled softly and shrugged, “Just borrowed it from a friend.” He bid them goodnight and went up to his room. 

Once his door was closed, Kurt took a moment to just pull the hood over his head and drown himself in the zip-up. Hopefully Puck was okay with never getting it back.

[sanfranciskurt]

sing me anything, anything you want.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck let out a soft whine in confusion when Kurt tugged him away from his collarbone. The sound was swallowed up as Kurt kissed him again, harder this time, and started to roll his hips down himself. Puck smiled against his lips as he deepened it, his tongue pushing into his mouth and tasting him slowly and carefully, feeling the ridges of the roof of his mouth.

His body tended slightly as Kurt’s fingers tugged at his nipple, and his back arched as he cupped his bulge through his pants. He moaned louder, unashamed, as he enjoyed the warm pressure from Kurt’s hand and pushed his hips up into the touch, definitely wanting more.

Puck slid a hand down and popped open the button of his jeans, his other hand gripping the back of Kurt’s head as he kissed him hungrily. He wasn’t sure what Kurt was going to be willing to do in the back of a truck, but he wanted to find out. His fingers toyed with the button of Kurt’s pants for a moment too, then managed to unzip them, giving himself a little more room to slide his hand down into the back of Kurt’s pants, cupping one of his cheeks in his hand and squeezing firmly.

Kurt moaned into the kiss as Puck pressed his tongue inside of his mouth. Kurt continued to roll his hips, their combined motions getting more and more heated as his hand lowered down Puck’s body. Puck seemed to follow what he wanted and he quickly undid the button of his jeans as they continued to kiss heatedly. 

Kurt started to work on Puck’s zipper with one hand, since the idea of pulling away at the moment sounded unbelievably horrible. Puck had gotten Kurt’s pants unzipped and unbuttoned before Kurt had finished, and Puck’s hand soon slipped down under his pants. Kurt moaned loudly into Puck’s mouth as Puck squeezed his ass, pausing for just a moment to enjoy the feel. Then his hand finally went back to pulling Puck’s cock out, his hand firmly wrapping around his length --

A loud buzzing followed by an annoying ringtone started playing in Kurt’s back pocket. No, it couldn’t be already - Kurt pulled away from Puck’s mouth and reached behind him to check his phone. Yep, that was the alarm, and, yep, it was time for them to start heading back to his place.

“Fuck,” Kurt grumbled as he turned the alarm off. “We need to get going.” His own body nearly cried out no at those words, but Kurt, unfortunately, pushed himself off of Puck’s body and zipped up and buttoned his pants. He awkwardly adjusted himself and put his shirt and Puck’s sweatshirt back on before climbing out of the back. Part of him was grateful that he had been stopped from coming in the back of a truck, but he was mostly just upset and annoyed that he still had a freaking curfew at 21. And, of course, it was upsetting to know that Puck had to think he was an absolute child at that point.

“I’m sorry we have to end early because of me,” Kurt said once they were back in the front of the truck. 

[sanfranciskurt]

sing me anything, anything you want.

[sanfranciskurt]

coachpuckerman:

Puck let out a quiet sigh of contentment as Kurt crawled on top of him, straddling his legs and getting comfortable. He slid his hands up around him and to his back, brushing over his skin softly with his fingertips until Kurt started to kiss him harder. Puck’s fingers pressed firm into his back and held him tighter, practically getting all of the air sucked out of his lungs by the intensity of Kurt’s kiss before he was suddenly pulling away again, moving to his neck instead.

Puck tried to quietly steady his breath, but then let out a moan as he felt Kurt’s teeth and lips on his pulse point. His body jerked slightly from the sensation, his toes curling in his shoes as Kurt worked his mouth over his skin, most likely trying to intentionally leave a mark. Normally Puck wasn’t all that into that kinda thing, but knowing that Kurt was trying to leave him with a reminder of the moment was really hot for some reason.

When he felt Kurt’s fingers playing with his chest hair, his back arched and his hands started to move along his back again. He let his nails drag against his skin as he moved down toward the small of his back and then over his ass, squeezing him lightly at first before applying more pressure. This whole situation was making him feel like a teenager again, making out in the back of a parked car until curfew. That was actually kind of exciting in itself.

With that in mind, Puck dipped his head down to kiss Kurt’s collarbone, nipping and sucking at the skin there as his hands started to move a little more purposefully over Kurt’s ass. He rocked him down against his own body carefully, definitely wanting to feel as much of him as possible. He managed to sneak one hand into the top of Kurt’s pants, his fingers tracing over the top of his ass. His other hand slid down far between his thighs, applying some pressure between his legs as he moved his own body underneath him.

Despite having a high school boyfriend, Kurt didn’t really have an experience like this. Kissing in the back of someone’s car before he had to run home was new for him. Sure, he and Blaine made out a few times, but never this late into the night after Kurt had set an alarm to make sure he got back in time. He felt kind of lame for having that experience in college when he shouldn’t have a curfew anymore, but, well, at least he was actually having it.

Of course, it was hard to really even think about that fact at all as he started to mark up Puck’s neck. He smirked against Puck’s skin at the older man’s moan, soon getting back to work. Soon Puck was lightly scratching his back, which felt so great. Then Puck’s hands found his ass and Kurt let out his own moan as  he lightly squeezed it. Kurt started to kiss up Puck’s neck in response, his hand lightly pulling on Puck’s chest hair in the process.

Puck started to kiss Kurt’s collarbone and Kurt didn’t even think about how he’d have to explain marks to his parents or anything; he just was enjoying everything too much to care. Kurt whimpered as Puck rocked him down against him and soon adjusted himself into an even better position for that as his mouth found Puck’s ear and he lightly nibbled on the lobe. Kurt couldn’t even keep track of what all Puck was doing, until he was being pressed down even harder against him with Puck’s hand between his legs and Puck’s hips pressing up.

Kurt pulled back from Puck’s neck to get some air, starting to get really heated. He licked over his already wet lips before using both of his hands to pull Puck’s head away from his collarbone and bring his lips to his. Kurt kissed him deeply as he started to roll his hips down. He realized that hadn’t even talked during any of this; they had just let themselves naturally find what they wanted to do and built around that. There was something nice there, something good about knowing that they just had the type of chemistry where this was possible.

The hand that had been in Puck’s chest hair started to go lower. First he lightly twisted Puck’s nipple, but then his hand continued downward. Finally Kurt cupped the bulge that was forming in Puck’s crotch and moaned himself. Yes, that felt good in his hand. Too bad he wouldn’t have time to get up close and personal with that.