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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Burt_Hummel/Kurt_Hummel
  Character:
      Burt_Hummel, Kurt_Hummel
  Additional Tags:
      Boypussy, Boypussy_Kurt, Parent/Child_Incest, Innocence
  Series:
      Part 1 of Parental_Guidance
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-03-12 Words: 3054
****** The Private Fire ******
by DirtyBadWords_(Penneay)
Summary
     "Kurt and Burt have a very special relationship. It's only been the
     two of them ever since Kurt's mother died years ago, and in that time
     they've developed a really close relationship, in which Kurt tells
     his father everything, and they do everything together.
     When Kurt starts waking up with a wet and tingling pussy, he's
     confused and asks his dad about it. "
     Fill for the GKM
Notes
     This is a fill for a prompt on the GKM. There will probably be future
     parts that will be posted as part of a series. This version has been
     edited
     Warnings: incest, age difference, bp!virgin!kurt, Innocence,
     Masturbation
One warm summer night in July found Kurt Hummel, all of 14 years of age,
shifting restlessly in his bed. He would roll to one side and wriggle to the
other unable to get comfortable. He laid on his back and then his front,
rubbing his thighs together trying to soothe the ache between them. He was
finding the fabric of his pajamas itchy even though he usually found them so
soft. Getting comfortable again seemed impossible after waking up from the
confusing dream with warm, large hands and a comfortable weight on top of him.
Final fed up with his inability to get comfortable enough to go back to sleep,
he seeks solace in the place he usually finds the most comfort. He walks down
the dark hallway and to the door always left agar since before he can remember.
The light is on and his father, Burt Hummel, is resting with a magazine in hand
and his other hand beneath the covers.
“Daddy...” Kurt calls out tentatively. And shocked and embarrassed his father
looks up.
“Baby boy, what are you doing out of bed?” He asks sheepishly concerned while
placing the magazine in the bedside drawer.
“I couldn't sleep Daddy. I woke up from this strange dream and I can't get
comfortable any more,” Kurt whines crawling onto his father's bed. He sits
beside his father leaning on his shoulder.
Burt pulls his hand from beneath the covers and wraps his arm around his son.
“Do you want to tell me about it?”
“It was just really strange. I felt all warm and there were hands all on me
and.. and.. they were touching me... there...” Kurt tries to explain flustered.
“Touching you? In a bad way? Did it make you feel bad?”
“...No. I just feel really strange! And I woke up and it was so hot and my
pajamas felt really itchy,” Kurt explains rubbing his arms for emphasis. He
spreads his legs so his father can see the wetness that he'd noticed on his
trek to his father's room, “Look even the bottom of my pants are all wet! I
keep rubbing my thighs together but nothing is making it feel better...”
Burt can see the wetness his son is talking about. There on his green (mint,
daddy!) pajamas was a wet spot about the size of Burt's hand. Finally, Burt
understands.
“That just means you had a really good dream, Kurt,” Burt explains patiently.
“What do you mean?” Kurt asked, confused because it didn't seem like that great
of a dream to him. Especially if he couldn't get back to sleep.
“Well do you remember when we were watching that movie the other day, you know
the one with that Ryan guy and you went upstairs to change into your pajamas
and came back to tell me that your panties were all wet even though you didn't
have an accident?”
“Uhhuh, because I didn't Daddy. I'm too old.”
“Right, well its just like that. Just like I told you then. It just means you
saw or dreamt about something you really liked. There's nothing wrong with it.”
Kurt nodded to show he understood but he still was encountering one problem.
“But Daddy, I'm still achy down there. It won't go away.”
“Well... you're achy because your body wants to feel good. So to stop feeling
achy you just have to make your body feel good.” Burt explains thoughtfully.
And when he receives the question of how Kurt is supposed to accomplish this he
explains further. “You touch yourself Kurt. You know, you touch your pussy.”
“Da-ddy, I already do that and it doesn't make me feel any better!” Kurt
complains, not understanding what his dad means.
“Not like when you're cleaning it bud. It has to be little more purposeful than
that.” Burt tries to explain but seeing the confusion on his son's face he
elaborates. “You have to touch the lips of your pussy. You know rub it. And
then you can touch your button, the bump on the inside. And when you do it long
enough it'll feel really good and you'll have an orgasm and you'll stop feeling
achy down there.”
Kurt isn't looking to convinced.
“Why don't you go back to your room and try it?”
“Can't I just stay here and you can tell me if I'm doing it right?”
Without much thought, Burt agrees, always willing to help his son with
activities he's apprehensive about. Gently, he encourages Kurt to lean back
against the pillows behind him and then lays down to face Kurt himself.
“Well bud, start off by taking off those pants and maybe even your underwear.
You're never going to get any type of relief through that.”
Kurt shimmies out of his sleep pants and then his wet panties trusting his
father completely.
“What now?” Kurt asks looking to his father for guidance.
“Hmm, spread your legs. No, a little wider – there you go! Yea, now get
comfortable and relax.”
Kurt tries to follow his dad's instructions, relaxing back into the pillows and
releasing as much tension in his body that he can.
“Good, not take your hand and place it on your pussy. A little lower. Good.
Just do what feels good for you” Burt says totally focused on Kurt.
Kurt tries, his hand slipping clumsily over his folds and obviously nervous
about the new sensations he's experiencing. Nonetheless his breathing is
increasing but whether from nervousness or pleasure is not clear.
“Don't be nervous Baby Boy. There's no rush, take your time. When you're ready
feel free to slip your fingers between your lips and feel for your button, or
clit there.”
Kurt tries tries to calm himself, breathing deeply. Then he slips a finger
inside. Its warm and wet and so much smoother than his lips were. He feels
around, feeling smaller lips, a little hole, and a bigger hole down below.
“I-I can't find it.” He says nervous and a little embarrassed that he can't
find what his Daddy is talking about.
“Move your hand up a bit Bud, not to far up, right about there.” Burt tries to
guide him verbally, ignoring the way his dick is fattening up.
Kurt feels around and finally feels the little bump his Daddy was talking
about. He touches it, not really feeling much.
“Did you find it?” Burt asks.
“Mmhmm, its not doing anything.”
“You have to rub it. Gently though okay?”
Kurt heeds Burt's advice. He gently, almost feather like, rubs at the bump but
he isn't really getting anything out of it. All he's feeling is more achy and
frustrated.
“It's not working!” He says harshly to no one in particular.
“Be patient Kurt, its not going to come in an instant.” Burt tries to console
him.
“I'm never going to get it. I'm going to feel achy forever.” Kurt pouts, still
lightly grazing his bump.
“That's not true Bud. Try rubbing it a little harder.”
Kurt tries but accidentally applies too much pressure, overstimulating the
sensitive bump causing him to cry out. “Oh! Oh! No, I can't do it! I either end
up not doing it or hurting myself.”
“Calm down baby” Burt sooths. “Do you want Daddy to help?”
Eyes filled with frustrated tears Kurt nods and mumbles out a yes.
Burt leans over until he's lying mostly on his stomach with his hard dick, that
he is most certainly not thinking about, between him and the mattress. He
reaches his hand down and covers Kurt's with his own. Slowly he moves Kurt's
hands up to his chest encouraging him to play and tug at his nipples while he
focuses his attention on his clit. He takes his fingers and applies some
pressure stimulating the little bump occasionally reaching down to gather some
of the wetness that was gathering at his sons opening.
Above him Kurt starts to let out breathy moans. “Ahh. Ahhh.”
Encouraged, Burt continues, rubbing faster and harder at his sons clit. He
makes circles and changes between direct pressure and the hood above it.
“Yes, Yes! Oooh, Daddy! That feels so good.” Kurt exclaimed caught up in the
sensations he was experiencing. Still he pulled at his nipples and rubbed at
his chest only heightening the sensations he was experiencing. He bit his lip
and let out a loud moan unable to stop himself, not that he held any
inclination to do such.
“Come on Baby, I know you can do it. You're almost there. Come on Bud, Come
on,” Burt encourages
“Mmm! Mmm, mmfmm, unf! Yes! Yes!” Kurt shouted feeling like he was on the edge
of something but not sure what. “Oh, oh, Daddy! I'm so close.”
Burt could tell his boy was close. If not for his words, then from the
clenching of his hole and the tenseness in his thighs and stomach. He applied
just a little more pressure and a little more speed. His arm jerking just
within Kurt's eyesight. Kurt could feel his father's breath on his side as he
reached the top. With a loud moan, Kurt climaxes squirting a small amount of
release onto the sheets below him. Breathing heavily he slouches even farther
back and rests his hand on his forehead. He shifts his legs, rubbing his thighs
together noting that while some of the ache is gone he still feels pretty achy
down there. He reaches down, noting that everything is wet with his juices. He
feels around curious.
“Why is it so wet Daddy?” He asks
“When you get all excited and close to climaxing, or feeling really good like
you did at that end there, you start to get wet. The times when it feels best
is when everything is slick so fingers and stuff will slide smoothly.” Burt
explains, once again trying to patiently wait out his erection. He puts his
hand on Kurt's lower stomach which rises and falls with each of Kurt's breaths.
“Did that make the ache go away?”
Kurt shifts his thighs again, rubbing them together harshly trying to get some
stimulation on his still twitching pussy.
“No. It's still there, just not as bad.”
“Well we can try something else to try to make the ache go away?” Burt
suggests, really just wanting his baby boy to feel better.
“Okay!” Kurt agrees easily remembering the enjoyment he had experienced with
his fathers first lesson. “Will you help me this time too?”
“Always”
Kurt settles more in bed, scooting down until he is almost eye level with his
father. “Okay, I'm ready.”
“Alright, spread your legs like before and reach down for the hole at the very
bottom of your lips before you get to your butt. That's your vagina but you can
call it your cunt or hole if you want.”
Kurt feels around the hole which feels pretty small in his opinion. He wonders
what his Daddy is expecting him to do.
“So I just want you to slowly explore that hole and then when you're ready, I
want you to put one of your fingers in, okay?”
Kurt nods, agreeing, and slowly inserts his finger. It a little too tight at
first and it stings. He may even hiss in pain.
“Slowly Baby, and gently. Relax and just let it in.” Burt suggest calmly trying
to maximize his sons pleasure.
Finally he gets his whole finger inside, as close to the palm as possible. He
doesn't really feel anything. He wiggles his finger around and tries to find
what's so good about it.
“Just slowly move your finger in and out and when you feel comfortable add
another.”
Following Burt's instructions Kurt begins to thrust his finger in and out of
his hole. After a while he added a second finger. Hissing sharply Kurt stops
moving when the second finger causes more pain than expected.
“It hurts!” Kurt hissed angrily not understanding why his Daddy would suggest
something that hurts.
“Just go a little slower move your fingers more. It'll stop hurting eventually”
Burt assures.
“Uh uh. It hurts. Can't you do it?” he says petulantly.
Burt nods and moves his hand from where it had been rubbing his son's sensitive
chest. He pulled his son's hand from his hole to his clit once again and
encouraging him to explore that aspect more. He then moved his son's other hand
to play with his nipples again. After setting Kurt' hands to work he reaches
down and circles his son's slightly loosened hole. Slowly and carefully he
inserts his index finger. Thrusting in and out he make sure to crook his finger
up trying to find and stimulate the spot that would make penetration much more
pleasant. Soon enough he sees Kurt's leg jerk in his peripheral.
“Mmm,” Kurt moans, still rubbing his clit an and nipples.
Burt continues to slowly thrust and crook his finger while he adds another one.
Once again, this produces a slight sting but Kurt is distracted from most of it
by the pleasure to his clit and g-spot. Slowly Burt speeds up the trusts of his
fingers, scissoring them and soon moving up to three without Kurt noticing. His
arm is visibly jerking as Kurt moves his hips to meet the thrusts. The rude
squelching sounds go largely noticed as they both are focused on Kurt's
pleasure. Burt unconsciously rolls his hips so his dick receives some friction
from the pressure of the mattress.
“That feel good Baby?” Burt asks as he goes faster.
“Oh! Oh! Yes! Yes! Oh my God! Daddy, yes! Mmm,” Kurt exclaims as his pleasure
starts to peak and he stats to reach his climax for the second time that night.
Quickly he replaces Kurt's fingers with his own rubbing quickly at the boy's
clit and the thrusts of his hand get rougher. Kurt's climax rushes over him
like a tidal wave, stealing his breath as he arches his back and slams down on
Burt's fingers. Sated he falls bonelessly backwards. Pulling out his fingers
Burt lays on his side and reaches down to adjust himself.
Breathlessly Kurt looks at his father and smiles. “Thank you Daddy! My pussy's
not achy at all now!”
Grunting Burt gives a half smile as well. Shifting uncomfortably he reaches to
readjust his erection again. “I'm happy I could help you feel better, Baby.”
Seeing his father's discomfort Kurt asks about it, confused. “Why do you keep
shifting so much?”
Impressed his son noticed he tries to explain the best way he can. “Just like
when you came in and your pussy as excited and achy my dick is feeling like
that right no. My body and I really liked me helping you feel good so now it
wants me to feel good as well. I'll probably take care of it when you go back
to bead.”
Biting his lip Kurt looks at Burt through his eyelashes. “Do you want me to
help you like you helped me?”
Surprised Burt replies, “Only if you want to bud.”
“You helped me feel good I want to help feel good.”
“Then sure Bud, thanks.”
“You still have to tell me what to do.” Kurt tells as he sits up facing his
father's waist.
Burt pushes down his sleep pants, kicking them off once they are low enough.
Then he removes his boxers, pushing all the clothing to the floor beside the
bed. His dick stands proudly leaning toward his stomach with weight. Kurt's
eyesight is immediately drawn to it never seeing a dick so intentionally
before.
“This is my dick, as you know. Anyway, it feels good if you touch it and
especially good if you rub it. But it doesn't feel good when it's dry so maybe
lick your hand before you start okay?”
Kurt nods paying a lot of attention because he wants to make his daddy feel
good as well. Slowly he licks his hand trying to get it as wet a possible. The
he reaches out and gently caresses his daddy's length. Looking up, he asks with
his eyes what's next.
“Mmm, now wrap your hand around it and just... rub up and down... ah! You can
add a little more pressure. Mmhmm, that's good.”
Kurt moves his hands up and down. Firmly grasping his daddy's length. Licking
his other hand he moves his hand below his other one rubbing insistently.
“That's – mm – good Kurt. Now, um don't be afraid to get touch the balls below
my dick, that –ah, feels really good.”
Licking his hands again he moves a hand down to massage his father's balls and
continues to rub his father's erection.
“Now... Now, um swipe the head, the – the top, just real quick. Don't be afraid
to go faster.”
Following his father's advice Kurt's movements speed up and on every few
strokes he make sure to swipe over the head of his father's dick. Soon his arm
is moving in almost a blur with movements almost as jerky as his father's had
been before. His other hand is still groping Burt's balls and there is a
distinct fapping noise.
“You're – You're... doing so well Baby. Just keep doing that. Keep doing that
and I'm gonna come!”
And with Kurt's steady movements Burt's hips begin to make small and steady
thrusts as he gets closer to the edge. Grunting and bucking he finally climaxes
blurting out three large globs of come that shoot to his stomach and slid down
his dick over Kurt's hands.
“Did... Did that feel good?” Kurt ask tentatively.
“Baby Boy that felt so good. Thank you.” Burt says breathlessly and smiling
lazily.
Kurt smiles, then looks at his hand and the substance there. Tentatively and
curiously brings it to his lips and licks at it. Finding he really enjoys the
taste he licks it off his fingers and both hands, not noticing his father's
shocked face. Then he leans down and licks what had landed on his father up as
well. Burt gasps at the feeling his dick giving a weak twitch.
Kurt looks up at the gasp and smile sheepishly, “It tasted good,” he says
sheepishly.
Burt looks at him and smiles. He leans up and kisses his son on his cheek then
leans back.
“You're perfect.”
They both slept in Burt's bed that night.
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