Fan Fiction ❯ For Love of Kurt ❯ A New Boy, A New Beginning ( Chapter 1 )

Kurt was beginning to get anxious to meet the new student, the Professor had said that he had to do other things himself, and had designated Kurt with the responsibility of this, this being making the boy feel at home, and showing him his room. Kurt felt honored by the sudden surge of authority so much that he didn't even question the reasons behind him being delegated the responsibility, rather he just accepted it blindly and happily, glad to be given a bit more of a chance to show he was responsible, to everybody. He'd even been entrusted to the care-taking of the key to the new boy's room (and the spare, as well, no less), and he felt extremely honored to have had that kind of trust invested in him for some reason he couldn't quite place. He was standing in the open entry room of the Institute, waiting patient as he knew how since nobody else was around, everyone else was busy with something else, so he had been given the duty of welcoming the new boy. He'd been, of course, instructed by the Professor to go against his typical nature and not use his holographic emitter, although he was beginning to regret that he'd promised the Professor he wouldn't, and that he'd left it in his room. He was certain the Professor must have had a reason for requesting him very specifically to leave his projector in his room and give the new boy the tour (and show him to his room, right across from Kurt's) of the institute. When Kyle leaned in through the front door, after knocking lightly on the glass door, and looked around to see if it were possible anyone was even home, Kurt paused where he was hidden (well, in a way) on the ceiling and stared at him, dumbfounded. A moment later he blushed to himself, shook his head, and went poof into another room, and then walked casually out into the main room with a smile on his face, greeting the boy with a pleasant expression, "You must be Kyle, welcome to the Institute!"

The boy was not taller than Kurt, who at his current age was around five foot seven inches, to the other boy - who appeared to be about sixteen, like Kurt - who was probably around five feet and five inches, just a smidgen shorter than the blue beauty. He had bright blue eyes, and very light blond-colored hair, which was worn like silk, tapering ribbons to either side of his face, the rest in a ponytail, and skin quite nearly the color of fresh milk with only the slightest tint of pink to it. Kyle wasn't really wearing that much at the moment as far as Kurt could see, although he imagined there had to be some underwear underneath the current attire. Kyle was wearing a pair of blue sneakers, a pair of close-fit blue shorts that were about knee-length, and a similarly close-fit shirt of the same cobalt blue shading as the shorts, the shirt being a sleeveless of course. There was something about him that Kurt couldn't quite place, it made something inside of him click, and it made him feel warm with anticipation which he couldn't really make sense from, at the moment. When the boy nodded, seeming perhaps nervous, or just a bit demure quite possibly, Kurt gave a slightly broadened smile from the small one he'd given in greeting, and turned off sideways, gesturing with his tail toward the stairs, "Would you like to go to your room? So you can set down your suitcases, before we get around to the tour of the place, I mean, unless you'd rather just carry your things around the entire institute with you, which might make you tired, this is a big place, after all." Kyle blushed and smiled innocently, nodding slightly and then went outside, coming back in a moment with a couple of medium-sized suitcases with his few possessions in them, and then Kurt would lead him down a few turns, until he came to the room which had his name.

Kurt took out the room key to the room across from his own, each room had a plate on it that stated who currently occupied the room, and a fairly new one Kyle noticed on the doors in this area, especially the one across from his own. On his door, a little copper-colored plate with his name, Kyle Winters, engraved upon it, and on the door on the opposite side of the hall, he noticed was the room of his guide, engraved with the name Kurt Wagner. He turned his attention towards the blue boy, who at the moment was dressed casually in normal clothing, contrary to the normal uniform he wore when he was serving as a member of the X-Men who stayed with the Professor to help in the fight for equality. Kurt unlocked the door to his room and opened it up, giving a nice gesture to motion him to look to see if he liked the room, for some reason Kurt really hoped he'd like the room. He couldn't quite place the feeling, but the blue boy found himself honestly wanting to have the other boy around him, as long as he could and as often as he could find a way to manage, so he'd have to work out something. There'd need to be some way that he could come across, thinking about it, which would permit him to spend as much of his free time as possible with the other youth, who seemed to be somehow similar to himself, in some way, beyond just that he was a mutant. That he was a mutant was obvious, he had to be one or he would not be coming to live in Mutant High, as it were, and he certainly wouldn't be placed right in the same spot as Kurt just on the opposite side of the hallway. He led the boy into his new bedroom, and Kyle set down his suitcases on the bed and looked around, giving a smile shy and sweet towards his adorable, fuzzy blue elf of a guide, thinking about something, from the look on his face, Kurt thought.

"So, where would you like to begin, then?" It was a simple question from the furry blue boy he had as a guide assigned by the Professor, but it was one that he was simply not prepared to have gotten, because he was rather preoccupied, his eyes roamed over the blue body many times. Anytime he had it available to let his eyes wander over his tour-guide's perfect body, he took the opportunity and enjoyed what he was seeing of the other teen, the moment he'd seen him, he'd felt that attraction, and he had known it for what it was. He'd known about his boy-loving nature for years now, in fact, and he knew he wanted a boyfriend, but he'd never really been able to make a decision over whom he wanted as his first boyfriend, or whom he'd be willing to give his innocence to. A moment later, the blue boy was leaning over in front of his slightly dazed-looking blue irises, waving a three-fingered hand in front of him, "Hey? Not sure where you'd like to begin the tour, just yet?" Kyle blinked a few times, and shook his head to clear his vision, which had become blurred from staring in one place too long while being distracted by his own thoughts. Eyes focused suddenly on the blue boy's face, not more than about four inches from his own, and a sudden scorching heat caused his milk-toned cheeks to turn a shade of pale ruby with his blush, and he gave a shy smile towards the dark beauty that was Kurt Wagner.

"Oh, I'm sorry - I was just thinking about… umm… something," which wasn't inaccurate, by any means: a body was something, after all, wasn't it? Either way, though, he smiled again, a bit less of the shyness this time, replaced by the sweetest expression of pleasantness and affection you could ever imagine to see on the face of a young boy in his mid-teens, "Could we see the quieter rooms, first, by any chance? You know, rooms that don't really generally have a lot of people in them, I think I'd want to spend as much private time with a … err … certain individual, as possible." He blushed, working his way around the subject as best he could, though he thought Kurt must have realized what he meant by now, and would probably be excusing himself to have the Professor send someone else to be his tour guide or something. To his pleasant surprise, the indigo boy gave him a sweet, carefree smile that made it seem as if, if he knew what the blond was thinking, he either liked what he was thinking, or like he didn't really care either way: which meant either way, Kyle had a chance. Aside from this, though, his guide gave a nod and then they left his bedroom, and he was given his bedroom key, which he put into his pocket, and then looked around the hall, and then smiled, as he noticed the boy's room literally on the other side. He could go out his door and, without turning, go into Kurt's bedroom without stopping and for the reason of that he loved the thought of being that close to the blue beauty, he instantly fell in love with his bedroom, and wouldn't easily give it up. Unless he got a room that was putting him all that much closer to Kurt, whom he was steadily finding himself having more and more trouble getting out of his mind, the more he thought about him and the more time they spent together.

Kurt led the boy down the hall, down some stairs, and over towards the library, and then he'd take a seat, the room was presently empty, he was quite pleased for this because it would give him least a little bit of time alone with the blond boy. He felt the strong desire to get to know the boy, the reason for it was something he couldn't quite place: perhaps it was just because he'd like to be the first to meet the boy and get to know him other than the Professor. Perhaps he could even be the first one to find out what the boy's special abilities were, and what his unique mutation gave him the potential to do, the Professor had expressed a curiosity in it, since the boy's parents had been quite vague. They had, to be simple, told the Professor that the boy had evidenced the possession of special abilities, and since he had not been asked, Xavier had not scanned their mind to find out what those were. They had known of the Institute, even before the big events in the near past that had blown their cover wide open, due to having had a running friendship with Ororo Monroe, also known as Storm. "Maybe we could sit and talk here for a moment, or would you rather continue the tour and see other rooms in the Institute that aren't usually occupied?" Of course, considering the fact that the institute was so large and the student and faculty population was not that great, most rooms were empty most of the time, not a lot of course, but at least the majority of the time (even if it was a slim majority). When the blond boy gave a nod in response and looked around, Kurt found himself wondering why he felt so overjoyed about spending as much time with the other boy as possible, "I have the power to teleport myself, what's your power do?"

Kyle's luminescent eyes of crystalline azure followed the dark blue boy around, affectionately, until the boy sat down and then Kyle looked away innocently seconds before Kurt's eyes found his face and fixed on him. "Wow, sounds like you have a really nice body… I mean, power," he corrected quick and his cheeks were palpably warmer to himself, he could tell that he was blushing, especially as Kurt looked at him, cocking his head to one side, puzzling that over behind soft yellow irises. The Professor had told Kurt only that he thought Kurt would like the boy very much, and that they would get along, but had told him nothing else, although Kurt was beginning to wonder what the Professor was doing, it ceased to matter, as an amethyst blush touched his cheeks. "Well, you're called Nightcrawler, right?" Kurt nodded in response to this, and then Kyle continued, "That's a beautiful name, I call myself, most of the time, Nightshade, due to what my abilities let me do." When Kurt gave him a puzzled look for a different reason, he smiled innocently, then came over to stand in front of Kurt to give Kurt a full view of him, but not too close as to make some unintentional innuendo, either. Kyle closed his eyes, and he held his arms out to either side, palms up, standing with his heels together, and the look on his face, at that moment, was an expression of consternation: he seemed to be concentrating on something, now.

Kurt was beginning to wonder if the boy's power was something psionic or meditative in form after a few seconds had passed, and nothing had come of it, before he could notice the boy changing in color, his hair darkening to purest black was the first signal of the change. It wasn't a sharp alteration, but it was a swift fading from blond to black, until his hair was as dark as the inky blackness of space and flesh then swiftly faded through colors steadily darkening, until hue of flesh was as pure a black as the hair had become. Kurt blinked, suddenly, noticing his view of the boy had tilted up, and he found the boy was no longer standing on the ground, but rather floating in place, and while watching the boy he blushed, shoving a hand into his underwear to situate hardened flesh. A moment later, he drew out his hand and just rest his palms on his thighs again, as the boy floated down and touched unto the floor again, and opened eyes gone from pale blue to vibrant crimson: not glowing, simply a beautiful scarlet. Kurt found himself staring, floundering in the awe at the radiant shadow that stood in front of him and then, focus shifting between the boy's incomparable beauty to his personal arousal, he thought he had known why the boys would like one another. Kyle's eyes opened, and focused on Kurt's face, blushing as he noticed the boy was staring at him, and noticing the boy had developed something of a bulge that was evident in pants that were fairly close-fit, since agility was hard to do in loose clothing, after all. At first he didn't know what to do next, but he blushed a shade of very dark red upon jet-black cheeks, for just the moment before it faded into black sheen, and he set down beside Kurt. "My abilities permit me to change from light to dark in color, and permit to manipulate darkness and shadow, the night is like a playground to me, it has been ever since I was little, but I never told my parents until I saw you on the television that day."

Kurt moved a little closer on the couch, scooting a smidgen over towards Kyle, who's demure smile remained in place, as his cheeks tinted to very deep red (essentially a slight blush, given his hues at the moment), then he looked about. "Could we go see the living room, maybe we could get just a bit more comfortable together to talk in the living room, if nobody else is there?" Kurt nodded with some enthusiasm he wasn't expecting himself to have about finding somewhere more comfortable to be with another boy, but he couldn't help himself. He'd never met anyone like this boy, Kyle was so similar to him, though he had a feeling the Professor hadn't known that their mutations were so similar on more physical levels, and then he stood up and found himself offering his hand. The boy smiled, taking him on the offer and Kurt pulled him gently to his feet, maybe a smidgen too hard, as the boy staggered just a bit when he got to standing up, and fell lightly into Kurt, and both of them blinked, finding their lips touching. Kyle pulled back quickly, cheeks burning a light shade of pink (effectively a very deep blush) and nervously looked away, concerned that had ruined his opportunity to have a more in-depth sort of relationship with the blue boy. Kurt smiled at him, though, and gave one of his nervous but carefree chuckles, seeming to indicate that it was completely all right, though it secretly made him tingle when they'd kissed, even accidental it was still a kiss, and his arousal intensified. Soon they reached the new destination, and Kyle looked around the living room, which at the moment was completely empty, and the television was off, indicating there hadn't been anyone in the room recently, either.

Kyle found a loveseat in the living room, then turned his attention towards Kurt, who thought for a moment, looking around for a place to sit, before deciding to be bold, and see how the other boy reacted as Kurt walked over and sat in the loveseat with him. While the deep blush had faded, this had caused a new light blush of dark scarlet on jet-black cheeks, but he also didn't make any move to find a new chair, which seemed to indicate that the boy was open to Kurt's advances. It struck Kurt then that, perhaps, that was what the Professor had meant about them getting along: the boy might have been of the homosexual persuasion, and the Professor surely knew that Kurt was bisexual himself, and having a knowledge of their personalities, would help. He'd know that Kyle did seem fairly submissive, and that Kurt longed for a dominant role in a relationship with someone, perhaps that had been the intention of it when the Professor told Kurt he thought they'd get along very well. Kyle then took a moment to get himself situated more comfortably, leaning over and undoing the ties on his shoes and pulling them off to set them beside the loveseat on the floor, and Kurt took that opportunity to wrap his tail around the boy's waistline. Kyle voiced still no objections to the fuzzy blue elf's advances, which pleased Kurt very much, and then the former would shift into a more comfortable position, while Kurt did something of the same, so they were facing each other a bit more, now, with their hips closer. Kyle's slim legs were lounged across Kurt's, and the yellow-eyed youth found himself staring, amazed, into the crimson eyes of the new arrival to the Institute, and deciding to remain bold, Kurt leaned forward, and as Kyle's soft crimson eyes fluttered shut, their lips touched again. This time it was in a much more intentional way, and Kyle's supple arms wrapped gently about Kurt, who had already done the same with his arms, which had become twined gently around the submissive youth.

However, it being the living room of the Institute, it was unlikely that it would remain empty for long, and it wasn't a terribly great period of time before they had other people come to pass across the room, or think otherwise of it, more likely. Logan had been walking in with an apple skewered on his claws, but turned casually on a heel and left the room when he'd found two teenage boys making out on the loveseat, something he didn't mind, but also, didn't need to see. Just a few minutes later, the boys pulled finally apart, after kissing for quite a bit, and then leaned back into their former positions, leaning against opposite corners of the loveseat, but with Kyle's legs resting over Kurt's. It was about at that time that Kitty walked in, and blinked when she saw them, turning her course to walk over and to look at them curiously, then look at Kurt, "Hey, what were you two doing - hey, is this the new boy in school? Looks like you two are already getting along really well, from the looks of things, I'd say you've been making a really solid foundation for a good relationship, huh?" She had a lot of questions, and her being as intuitive as she was really didn't make matters any better either, all things considered, since it wasn't like they even had a relationship yet. A moment later, Kurt being about to answer was given an interruption by the arrival of Scott, Jean, and the Professor, who cleared his throat to interrupt things in a most purposeful manner. Kurt blushed, a shade of light amethyst upon furry cheeks of dark bluish coloration, and then he mentally thanked the Professor, both for his good timing and for the boy he'd essentially given him first shot at getting together with.

"Good morning, Kyle: I'm Professor Xavier, we spoke on the phone about your coming - I trust that Kurt has given you a warm welcome, and shown you around the Institute a bit, and shown you to your room?" Kyle nodded gently in response, blushing a light bit himself, his cheeks just a bit lighter than the black sheen of darkened skin, and he got up so that Kurt wouldn't be pinned beneath him, or tried to, though Kurt's tail pulled him gently back down. He didn't resist or voice any desire to be set loose, so he let himself sink back into a comfortable position on and beside the dark blue boy and fell lightly into the boy's arms, as the Professor continued, "I'm glad. It is my hope that you'll find the Institute to be a comfortable place to live and learn, and that you'll make friends here, albeit I'm sure you will do fine: you seem to have already made a friend." He smiled a bit, then bade them farewell but when he reached the door, he turned slightly and looked firmly at Kitty, "I don't want to hear anyone pressing them for information on the nature of their relationship. I'm sure that when they have gotten comfortable with it, they will let the rest of us know about the parameters of their relationship." It was stated with a broad target being to include Jean and Scott, even though the Professor was looking in the direction of Kitty, quite pointedly, since she was the one who had been pressing for information at the moment of their arrival. She blushed a slight shade in response, but didn't argue, she knew she had been doing something not quite wrong, but not very proper, after all, she wouldn't like anyone whom she didn't know pressing into her private life, would she?

Kurt wrapped his arms around the other boy again, then politely excused them from the group and then teleported away, bringing the other boy with him of course, and reappearing in another room and one that Kyle should learn about the location: the kitchen. It was always important to know where you had to go to find food, and Kurt didn't want his new … what exactly was their relationship, at the moment, anyway? He wasn't really certain, but perhaps that would become clear to him as time passed, but for the moment he was content to just know that the boy held for him much affection, and he was still himself coming to terms with his affection for the other boy. He knew he liked boys, but he hadn't ever liked a boy before, at least not in the way that his current emotion was guiding him to think about the Institute's newcomer, anyway. It would be a while, but by the time sunset was drawing along, they came back from their extensive tour (which would include the lower levels of the Institute, including a look at the Danger Room) and came to the hallway where their doors were both located. Kurt thanked the Professor mentally, for the placement of the newcomer in such a wonderful position, in relation to his own room, so they could see each other alone for a few minutes every morning. Kyle looked over at Kurt and gave a sweet smile, he'd long since faded back to his pale hues, as the Professor advised, as the coming morning would involve tests and his first time training with his powers, "Could I see your room, before we go down to dinner?" Kurt blushed a light shade of mediocre amethyst, caught off his guard by the mildly forward inquiry (although it hadn't been meant as such), and unlocking his door, wrapping his tail around Kyle's hips, and pulling him gently in, then closing and locking his door.

Kyle looked around, Kurt had a fairly simple bedroom, but Kurt's room was also on the more external side of the hallway, which meant that Kurt had a balcony, to which the blond moved quickly, and sat down on the edge, dangling his legs through the posts of the guardrail. Hands would grasp upon the stone posts, and he'd lean his head against the gap between the two, and stare out at the sunset, as for a moment, Kurt's imagination got away from him, and he saw a much different image of the boy in his mind. He shook his head, blushing a slight amethyst, then moved over to sit beside the boy, setting his own legs dangling over the edge, and wrapping his tail around the boy's hips again, he was really rather getting to like being able to do that. He felt suddenly very blessed to indeed have a tail that he'd be able to use like that, his tail suddenly seemed like it could take on so many new purposes that he of course intended to put it to, for the mutual enjoyment of him and his new friend. "Kurt, do you think anyone would mind if I came to spend a night in your room, once in a while? I mean, if my room just gets to feeling too empty, or I want to see the sunrise in the morning, do you think anyone would mind me sleeping with you the night before?" Kurt looked over at him, sidelong, and contemplated that for a long moment, and thought unintentionally about the various naughty things they may end up doing if, in fact, he were to let the boy stay the night in his room with him. "I'm sure I could repay you for it on any night I stay with you for the night," Kyle offered, which caused Kurt to quickly shake his head and smile, indicating he doubted anyone would mind them sharing a room once in a while.

Kurt wondered what kind of repayment the boy had in mind for those nights they'd share that would have both of them in his bed, so came the logical next turn, "Could I get a sample of what you mean by repaying me?" The boy's response was that he'd be willing to do anything Kurt wanted at any time Kurt wanted it, during those nights they spent together, to repay him for letting him stay for that night. He tilted his head thoughtfully for a moment, deliberating what that anything might entail, and deciding it was probably best to ask, "So if I want you to be my lover, and if my requests are sexual, you'll … have no qualms about being my lover, starting … oh, say, now?" Kyle shook his head in reply, indicating to Kurt that he had absolutely no qualms to being his lover and to obliging even the most inherently sexual requests the boy might have during their relationship, "Perhaps we could just share a room, permanently?" The boy nodded enthusiastically in response to this, responding that he'd greatly like the opportunity to start his life in the Institute with someone to start such a life with, something to make a good thing - the Institute - a great thing: getting a wonderful school, and a beautiful boyfriend. Kurt stood up, gently dragging Kyle back from the edge with his tail, and using it to pull the boy into a standing position, then drew him back into his room with him, and closed the glass door that led out to the balcony, and then shut the curtains. He coiled his tail away from the boy, and then he started to peel off the close-fit shirt he was wearing, and the pants he was wearing were removed using his tail as a second pair of hands, sliding his pants down his hips and off. When this was finished, it left him to be standing, utterly naked before another person for the first time in his life, in front of the new boy who had just arrived at the Institute, and had quickly become a very important person in Kurt's life.

The blond boy's eyes focused on Kurt, staring at him affectionately, as he watched the fuzzy blue elf strip of his only pieces of clothing, but as soon as it came into view, his eyes were riveted to the hard length of smooth, cobalt flesh. When the other boy began to approach, Kurt held up a hand, then used that hand to make a suggestive motion towards the blond boy's clothes, before running a hand through his hair and then down across his skin. Kyle blinked for a moment, trying to puzzle what he'd just been instructed to do, entirely, as he peeled off the dark blue shirt and matching pants, and pushed his shoes off his heels, he tried to imagine what the second part of it had meant. It took a moment, but then it dawned on him that perhaps, Kurt wanted him to use a bit of his own mutation, so that they'd look perhaps, more appropriate with one another, and he supposed he understood that, once he knew of the special watch which made Kurt normal-looking. He peeled off his skintight boxer-briefs of dark blue silk, blushing a sliver as he revealed himself to Kurt as utterly as Kurt had just revealed himself to the blond-who-wasn't-always-blond, so to say. He took a moment and gathered his energy, then he let the darkness consume him (as that was how it would look), as the darkness grew from the roots of his hair outward, and spread down from the hairline across his whole body in a wave of swift, fading dark. In just under a minute, his entire form had gone from crystalline and pale, to overshadowed and every bit as black as the midnight sky, barren and revealed before this person who was to be given his sensual innocence in every possible manner, he was sure. As soon as his transformation of sorts was complete, Kurt's hand twisted from facing him, to having the palm up and fingers crooked, and he smiled, "Okay, that's better, come on ahead, now."

The black-haired boy crossed the room, eager to spend time with the indigo-haired boy, and upon reaching the other boy, he felt the boy's lips press against his own, gentle but firm, and returned with pressure from his own. When he felt that smooth, moist velvet tongue pressing against his lips, he automatically let them part, and let his own tongue extend to touch the other boy's, as Kurt deepened their kiss from casual to romantic, from regular-style to French. He was really enjoying this time he got to spend with the person who was probably the most perfect boy in the whole Institute, and their soft, passionate kiss lasted for many moments, before Kurt drew gently back from it. He gave a light nudge, then, with arms that were gently wrapped about the boys form, a downward tug from arms twined all the way around the boy's hips, and Kyle nodded gently, sinking slowly down, trailing soft kisses across silky indigo fur. When he landed lightly upon his knees and kisses stopped at the waistline, he pulled back just the slightest amount, and a kiss would be placed fully upon the tip of the hardened length of Kurt's cobalt boyhood, which itself was as smooth as his hands or face, utterly hairless. Kurt's hardness was a bit larger than his own, at about seven inches in perfect length, yet about the same thickness, of about an inch and a half, and when he lowered his lips gently against it, pressing down with his head, it pierced his lips, penetrating into his mouth. He let his eyes shift up and crimson met gold, and quite pleased he was to see that Kurt was smiling affectionately to him, and couldn't resist a soft whimper of enjoyment at Kyle's actions already, which meant that whimper would develop as he continued.

With that in mind as a desired goal, he moved his head down on Kurt's length as far as he could, although it being his first time he couldn't quite take it all, due to a lack of ability to deepthroat, although he was able to take five inches. The last bit left he caressed with soft, ebon fingers, massaging Kurt's sac as well while nursing upon his length as best he could, and beginning to give a soft moan himself, finding he was enjoying this experience, and letting his soft moans vibrate Kurt's length. While that vibration was underway, he was also moving his satiny tongue in smooth, caressing swirls while lips presented a light massage to his length as they moved up and down the length with Kyle's bobbing head. Kurt had let his hands trail up the other boy's body as the boy had slipped into a kneeling position, and now rested his hands gently upon the youth's shoulders, but got an idea when it hit him that he could use his tail here. He extended his tail down between his legs and down towards Kyle's hips, and gently wrapped his tail about Kyle's length, just as Kyle was bringing his head down as far as he could, and as he felt that tail, he gasped softly. Upon this gasping, he suddenly felt his lips up against Kurt's base, as he'd accidentally managed his very first time deepthroating, the sudden drawing in of breath had drawn the last two inches of Kurt's length into his mouth, and he had passed his gag reflex, thereby not gagging. Kurt's eyes widened at the sudden feeling of warmth encompassing every portion of his length, and he moaned a bit louder than he'd expected to in pleasure, and began moving his tail slowly up and down Kyle's hardened obsidian boyhood. Kyle continued to move his head in the very same motions as before, rising and falling upon it, but tried taking a breath through the nose when he'd gotten near the point he had been a moment ago, and graciously, he felt Kurt's cock slide easily into his throat.

He felt wonderful that he'd learned how to deepthroat, and on his first time trying to learn to suck cock in the first place, no less: quite an achievement, as anyone who's ever sucked cock will surely tell you, it's not as easy as it sounds. Or at least, it's not as easy to be good at it, that much is more than certain, but to Kurt's virgin length, this was the most wonderful experience he had ever had, and Kyle was more of an expert at it than he'd ever imagined. Kurt had jacked his hard rod off before, and was of course no stranger to that kind of feeling, but this feeling was so much more intense and pleasant, and it was something he absolutely loved. His tail, twined about Kyle's length, began to move a bit faster as it went up and down that hard length, inciting even louder moans from the boy going down on him, to result in more palpable, sexually-pleasing vibrations in his length. He couldn't imagine the boy being so good, but he had no question of the boy's prior innocence, the boy would tell him if he had been, in any way, active like this in the past, Kurt was certain. He felt that same feeling as he felt near the end of any of his sessions of jacking off, and he looked down to the boy, not wanting to interrupt him when he was deepthroating, but needing to ask something, anyway. "Don't talk, just tap your body in answer to my question," at this Kyle gave a very slight nod while bobbing his head, crimson eyes suddenly on his, and Kurt asked, "where is the most erotic place you'd let me shoot my load, when we're alone in my room?" The boy responded by running his fingers around on his face, indicating to Kurt that he'd be willing to let the blue beauty spray a load on his face, and Kurt nodded and smiled, beginning to rub the boy's shoulders while he worked on Kurt's cock.

Kurt meanwhile continued to jack the boy off by moving his tail up and down faster than he had been a moment ago, and tightening his grip on it just a bit, which had incited slightly more noticeable moaning from the black-haired youth on his knees. He then thought for a moment, before asking, "now tap the most erotic place you'll let me shoot my load in public," and Kyle stared up at him, cheeks lightening to a very deep crimson in a blush, before he'd do the same as before. Now Kurt was extremely turned on, knowing the boy would not only let him go ahead and give the kneeling boy a facial, but that Kyle would let Kurt give him a facial right out in the middle of wherever they were, right in public, and wouldn't care. Of course he wanted to make sure the boy was serious, and when he felt his cock pulsing hard in the boy's mouth, he moved his hands to Kyle's head, and gently pulled the boy off his cock. Kyle looked up and then used his fingers, currently caressing Kurt's balls, to also hold the cock aimed at his face, and he leaned his head back just a bit and closed his eyes, and then felt Kurt beginning to spray his hot seed upon his dark face. In spite of blushing just a bit more than he had just a moment ago when asked about it, he was also giving a soft moan to signal that while it would make him blush for a while to have a facial, he certainly found himself enjoying it. When Kurt released him, he brought his head back down on the hard cobalt length, nursing out the last succulent drops and as he took his first taste, he gave a light whimper of pleasure, finding it to taste very pleasing to him. Just as soon as he was done, Kurt gently pulled him off his rod a second time, and then lowered himself to a kneeling position, and Kyle stood, as Kurt's tail left his length, and Kurt wrapped his fingers around the boy's cock, beginning to jack him off.

Kyle looked down at Kurt, blushing slightly in turn, and then when Kurt indicated he wanted it, Kyle let his mutation fade away and became the pale boy with crystal-blue eyes and light-blond hair and looked down to his lover in anticipation. He wasn't sure what Kurt was going to do, so he felt that it wasn't entirely unfair to ask if Kurt was going to do what it looked like he was about to, "Will you be going down on me, now?" Kurt looked up at him, tilting his head to one side. It looked like Kurt was thinking, and he sat there looking as such for a moment, then he released his hold on the other teen's cock and leaned forward, opening his mouth and taking as much of the blond's pale cock into his sweet mouth as he was able. Kyle took in a sharp breath, at the wonderful feeling of moist warmth around his length, he'd felt the touch of his fingers, or recently Kurt's tail, wrapping around his hardness, but he'd never had the feeling of someone taking it into their mouth. Kurt moved his head slowly up and down, like Kyle had done, hoping it would have as good an effect on Kyle as it had had on himself when Kyle was the one in this position of being on his knees. Kyle was whimpering softly in pleasure, which had to be a good sign, or at least that's what Kurt was thinking, it made sense that pleasured whimpering in any light be a good sign, after all, right? He began to roll his tongue gently around Kyle's hard, pale rod as he let his lips glide up and down along it, unlikely Kyle who had kept his eyes focused on the cobalt length he was nursing on, Kurt let his eyes close, liking to feel the cock.

Kurt soon found that, like Kyle, he couldn't really take the whole length in his mouth, and he didn't really know how Kyle had done it, but he knew when the boy had deepthroated his hard cock, it had been an amazingly pleasant feeling. The boy's throat felt wonderful around the end of his erect boyhood, and he wanted to give that same feeling to Kyle, now, as a result of that Kurt always felt that reciprocation was fundamentally important to a strong relationship, and he wanted this to be that way. He drew back gently, causing a whimper from the blond boy as he felt the blue boy drawing up off his length, and he looked down to see what was the matter, and Kurt took a moment to think of how to ask, "Kyle, how did you do that?" When Kyle looked confused by the question, Kurt knew he would be forced to elaborate, and he blushed light amethyst as he did, "when you took me all the way into your mouth, and partway into your throat." Kurt hoped that Kyle would be able to provide him some kind of help in the matter, because he knew that he wanted to provide the same pleasure to the boy as he'd been given, it wouldn't be very fair if only one could give the other great pleasure. Kurt then took the boy's hardness back into his mouth and resumed what he was doing, while he waited for the boy to try to explain how he'd done it, although it seemed like he'd figured out how to do it fairly quick. So that'd mean that whatever it was Kyle learned to do to let him deepthroat Kurt's cock, which was at the time, still very hard, and he'd probably need to try to get the boy to let him do something with him again. Before dinnertime arrived, they'd need to do something to let Kurt get off on (or in) Kyle a second time - but whatever it was Kyle had learned that let him deepthroat the blue boy, it couldn't have been very difficult since he'd figured it out quick.

"Remember when you started jacking me with your tail, and I gasped, that's the first time your cock went all the way deep into my throat until I pressed my lips against the base," he explained a little bit, he doubted Kurt would have known this. If he had, he wouldn't have asked the boy how he'd gone ahead and managed to start taking it all the way on his very first time sucking cock, "I found that if any time I was going down, if I breathed in, it'd draw your cock into my throat." Kurt nodded, and then he decided to try it out and see if it worked, and he positioned himself with as much of Kyle's cock in his mouth as he could take, then opened his mouth a bit more, and drew in a breath, then gasped and eyes widened. He pulled back quickly, coughing very lightly and blushing a bit, and Kyle giggled down at him, "Don't do that, it caught you off-guard cause it wasn't a normal motion, when I was bobbing my head, I timed it so you'd go in while I was going down." Kurt blushed a bit more in that same amethyst hue on the soft indigo skin of his cheeks, and then he went back down and tried again, remembering it as best he could, and when he started nearing the point stated, he drew in a breath. This time it wasn't a sharp drawing in of breath, and considering he was already moving downward anyway, it didn't startle him like it had before, and thus this time he managed his first successful deepthroating attempt, then exhaled while he was drawing back up. Kyle had instructed him while he was going down that to get it to come out easily, just exhale while you're pulling up off it, which made it easier to get it out just like inhaling made it easier to get it into your throat. Soon enough, Kurt was moving his head up then down, up then down, along Kyle's hard cock, which was slightly shorter than his own, and moaning on it slightly, remembering it felt good when Kyle had done that.

Kyle began to respond to Kurt's moaning with some of his own, Kurt's moan sending pleasant vibrations up and down the length of his youthful hardness, to the point he felt pleasure he didn't even know existed up until that point, as both of them were still quite virginal. Kurt continued moving his head up and down, though he didn't quite manage to deepthroat on every dive, he did succeed in doing it almost half the times he went down on the length of hard, pale meat between his lips. He found that it wasn't totally unpleasant, he actually was finding himself enjoying being in this position, which then made it possible for him to get into it, and as anyone knows, someone who's into the sexual favor they are doing for you, makes the favor itself much more enjoyable. Kyle's soft, pleasured moans heightened a bit in volume as a response to the pleasure that was being affectionately provided to him, and he just couldn't resist resting his hands on Kurt's head, twining his fingers lovingly into that beautiful indigo hair. Kurt could feel the boy's hard meat beginning to pulsate in his mouth, before he'd really decided, where he wanted to have the other spray his load, although when he felt that pulsing become steadily more noticeable, he rose then made one final deepthroat, and held it. While Kyle's cock was buried in his throat, Kurt began swallowing just a little bit, every few pulses of the slightly younger boy's length, swallowing any and all of the load that didn't go down the rest of his throat on it's own. Soon, it came to a halt, and he pulled gently up, breathing out at a slow rate and let the drag along his throat, which wasn't an entirely unpleasant feeling, drain the last drops from Kyle's cock, and then he swallowed just one last time. Kyle gently untangled his fingers and withdrew his hands from his lover's hair, and gave a blushing, appreciative smile down towards Kurt, in spite of noticing that Kurt was still quite erect, as well as that that meant Kurt would want one more thing before dinner.

Kyle still had the last load of Kurt's indigo seed painting his face, so a part of him hoped that it wouldn't be given a fresh coat, he wanted to be able to wash up before Kitty came bursting in going on through the door without opening it. Kurt got up then got a towel from his dresser, and chuckled softly tossing it to the other boy, who quickly wiped his face clean and when he tossed it into the chute that went to the laundry room, Kurt was done in the bathroom down the hall. As he was finishing, the blue beauty puffed back into the room, and came over and gave him a kiss, and whispered in his ear, making no secret of what he wanted to do before dinner, "How about I get to fuck you before Kitty calls us for dinner?" Kyle blushed, but he wanted to be able to move into Kurt's room before even unpacking into the one he'd been given right beside across from the other's bedroom, and he honestly enjoyed being in Kurt's company, sexually or otherwise (although, the sex was divine). To this end, he nodded gently, and then returned the kiss which Kurt graced to him, and for another long moment they stood kissing, and while they were, Kyle let his skin and body darken, to accommodate Kurt's desires. When Kurt did pull back, he smiled with notable satisfaction at the boy's darker toning now, and Kyle drew back and onto the blue boy's bed, laying on his stomach for a moment before rising to all fours, to put himself in a good position. Kurt got up on the bed after this, placing himself on his knees behind the other boy for a moment, before sliding his tail up between the black-haired boy's legs, and using his tail to wrap around the boy's waistline, while positioning his tip at the boy's rump. He lay his body gently up against the other boy's and whispered into his ear that he hoped the boy would be able to bite down on his tongue on the occasion that this hurt too badly, and the boy nodded, blushing a bit again.

He honestly hoped that it would not hurt too badly, he'd heard his elder sisters speaking when they were growing up about their first times (although they were younger than him when they'd given up their virginity, so perhaps in his body being more mature, it'd hurt less. Still, he doubted that it was going to be entirely pain-free, Kurt had the perfect cock, but it was still a good-sized one for a sixteen-year-old and Kyle wasn't sure how well it would fit into his rump for the first time. Kurt was gentle, as he began to slowly push his length into the boy's tight derriere, but forceful at the same time, not ever really stopping although sometimes slowing down to a near-crawl whenever the boy whimpered more loudly than he was willing to let go. Kurt very much liked Kyle, and didn't want to put him in any pain that wasn't necessary, so when the pained whine grew in volume to the point where he could hear it as clearly as if the boy had been speaking to him, he'd come to a near stop. Then he'd push in only ever so slowly until the boy's pained groan had died down into the whimpering it was most of the time, which was to be expected under the circumstances, it wasn't like he'd ever been in this position before. So it'd be ridiculous to assume that the boy would have been sexually prepared for this kind of experience, but that was not to say it was utterly unappreciated, the overall experience if not the pain attached to it. At the same time as there was pain, there was also a firm pleasure, as he felt Kurt's soft fingers caressing all along his sides, and his tail was swaying back and forth, massaging his stomach and pelvis. This at least drew some of the attention in the submissive boy's mind away from the pain of the penetration and to the pleasure attached to the loving caresses that Kurt was placing upon him all over his body, using his tail to double-purpose.

As Kurt's full length finally sank into him, Kurt rest there for a long moment, to allow Kyle's body the opportunity it needed to accustom to this new development, but Kyle's whimpering was kept to a minimum by Kurt's affection-filled attention. Kurt did his best to keep the boy's attention away off the pain that was unavoidable, and on the pleasure that the blue boy was working on giving him with a few gentle caresses and massages here and there scattered across his body. Hands worked upon juvenile shoulders, in a slow movement that provided a gentle yet firm massage, while tip of the tail caressed on his pelvis and lower stomach and back and forth across the waistline, causing his vocals to mix betwixt whimpers and whines. He did his best to make the pain as minimal as possible, and when the boy was no longer whining whatsoever, he began to move just a little bit back and forth, in and out, testing it to see if the boy's body had gotten used to the pressure. When the boy didn't whine, Kurt let himself get a chance to feeling the pleasure inherent to the boy's incredibly tight derriere, and began moving back and forth, slowly at first, moaning softly at the feeling of the other's rump. He began to pick up on the pace a bit, as the younger boy buried his face lightly into a pillow, still mixing between whimpers and whines, though not enough to want to worry Kurt about it. It wasn't long before his whining was just a series of whimpers instead, and he couldn't feel terribly much pain anymore, although he wasn't sure if it were because the constant pressure had numbed him, or because Kurt had been so incredibly gentle and loving about it. Whatever it was, though, he was certain that he wouldn't mind letting Kurt have it anytime he wanted the boy's firm, sultry derriere: he knew it might hurt in the beginning every time, for a while, but he was willing to accept with that.

For a good several long moments, or so it seemed, Kyle could feel Kurt's hard length moving in and out of his derriere, and he lay beneath the boy whimpering softly in pleasure at the multiple places that Kurt was still dutifully caressing. Kurt's tail had stopped massaging his waistline, pelvis and lower stomach and had started jacking him off as he had become hard from the knowledge that he was being fucked for the first time in his life, and it turned him on. Kurt didn't seem to care that if he kept it up it was going to make Kyle shoot his seed all over what was going to be their bed from now on, and Kurt assured him the Professor would have no objections to their living arrangement. Kyle's head had been lifted for a while now, moaning softly as Kurt jacked him off with his tail while ramming his hard cock into the boy's ass, then pull out a bit, only to be able to slam it back in all the way to the base again. He wasn't finding it terribly unpleasant, in fact it had gotten him even more aroused than the knowledge of that he was being fucked, the knowledge that he was being fucked hard by his new boyfriend made him even more aroused. Kurt moaned suddenly, and Kyle could feel the other boy's hardness pulsing in his derriere, and he knew the boy was letting his seed stream out into the boy's rump, where it would most likely soak into the skin, or at least most of it, but Kyle didn't mind. It was about this time that it was reaching the time to come down for dinner, and Kitty popped her head in, smiling in that typical way that had her eyes closed a bit, "Hey, Kurt - it's dinnertime. I can't find the new boy, have you seen Ky-" and then she gave a huge blush as she opened her eyes to look at him and saw what was going on, and was suddenly embarrassed by her intrusion, and vanished back through the door.