Oh, definitely in.

"Is this a secret?" Kurt asked after a moment's consideration. Chloe fought simultaneous urges to step forward and jump back when he moved towards her, now only scant inches away. She couldn't help but look down for a moment, admiring his firm, nearly-hairless chest, distracting thoughts about how that probably didn't happen naturally and what that must be like for boys quickly beaten out by a desire to reach out and feel its firmness against her palms. "Fine if it is, I just need to know where we're standing."

"No pictures." She could hear her voice starting to shake, watching her hand actually move forward and touch the older boy's chest. He grinned at that, and she looked up at him as she slid her hands up and over his shoulders. "I don't want you giving an in-depth of what we're doing to anyone. But I don't care if anyone knows we're screwing. The me not caring isn't because I hate you or I'm looking down on you, you're just in this really weird space where I don't know you well enough to give a shit if this doesn't work, but I'm sure you're not sketchy enough for me to be in danger. I just don't want photo evidence, and I don't mind bragging as long as it's detail-light. Blurry watercolor, not technicolor images."

"I can absolutely work with that. I'm in." As Kurt answer, Chloe gasped, feeling his hand press up against her crotch. He teased sliding a finger over her pussy for a second, but moved away before he went any further. God, when had his hand even gotten there? When Chloe's eyes opened from her surprise, she found her lips meeting his. They were soft, yes, but he was anything but, letting her feel his desire for her body through the **** and speed of his kisses. Chloe's eyes fluttered for a moment, then shut, all apprehension dripping away in the face of how this was feeling to her. She leaned up, meeting him at the difference in their heights, and gasped as he lightly raked his fingers down her back.

"I want you to fuck me tonight," she panted out as one of his hands slid over her ass appreciatively and the other rested behind her neck. "I'll do whatever you want, I really will, but I want to get this out of the way. I don't want my first time to be ... whatever twisted things we, I mean you, come up with. Can you do that?"

"Alternatives hadn't even occurred to me," he mumbled, kissing down her neck before reaching her breasts and leading her down to the mattress as he teased one of her nipples with his mouth. Chloe melted down with him, not caring if that was a lie or the truth, but spread her legs to let him move over her and take control. It wasn't not a lie, though Kurt did already have certain things in mind for the surprisingly-bold redhead. Just not tonight. In spite of his darker proclivities, he really did want to make sure he did this right, too familiar with how your first time being awful could really screw up how you handle getting physical in the future. The one of her tits he wasn't using his lips and teeth on at the moment fell under the grip of one of his hands, slowly, but firmly squeezing it and gauging where Chloe was between "Barry White mellow," and "smack-my-whore-mouth rough." He would have been surprised when her moans and the way she pushed her chest up towards him leaned more towards the latter, but he had given up on being surprised for the night at this point.

Chloe pulled him into another furious kiss as she felt his hand slide down, over her stomach, past her waist, and brush agonizingly just against her sex. She whimpered into his mouth, holding back a desire to tell him to just finger her, sure he could feel how wet she already was.

"Lesson the first, don't be afraid to talk." Kurt's tone was low and soft, but confident and commanding. Chloe smiled to herself at how nice it sounded, especially right now. "Yeah, dirty talk is fun, but just normal talk, too. If there's something you want, don't be afraid to ask. Same if there's something that's not working. Shame is your enemy, and you're not trying to impress me, remember?"

"Okay, then I want you to finger fuck me," she managed to get out, breasts heaving as she breathed harder by the second. Her eyes closed and she tilted her head back as a finger slid into her wet slit, slipping over her clit and teasing her pussy.

"Actually finger you or work your clit? The second's easier, but some girls like the first one. Just think about what you like while you're getting yourself off." Chloe bit her lip and nodded.

"Usually, clit. Now, actually finger me. It feels really good when I use toys like that sometimes, and I want to make sure I'm getting ready for the real deal." Kurt nodded, then thanked her for her honesty by plunging two fingers into her sopping cunt, making Chloe yelp out in surprise at how different it felt from being by herself and also how easily it happened, expecting something bad to interrupt it along the way. Instead, she felt the ripped, blonde man working his fingers inside her, testing and prodding her to find exactly where she was the most sensitive until a spot up and slightly to her left drew a sharp, deep intake of air she found herself holding, not wanting even the slightest risk of him moving away from there. She squeezed the air mattress between her fingers as he pumped into her, focusing his attention there while she ground herself down and into his hand.

Chloe actually let out a light, pathetic noise when she felt him draw his fingers back. He didn't let her complain for long, working on her sensitive, heaving tits again while he stripped off his boxers. Chloe's eyes went wide as she felt the length of his cock slide up against her while he moved up to kiss her again. She froze for a moment until he began to tease her pussy with it, sliding it in her wetness and past her lips, but never going deeper. The feeling pinned her back down again with a hedonistic fury and she moaned as she kissed him harder, bracing her legs and pushing up against Kurt's prick in desire to actually feel what getting fucked was like.

Kurt let her squirm for a little, making sure he hadn't lost how charged-up he had gotten her. Normally, he didn't mind how he got his partner to cum as long as they did, but getting her to orgasm while they actually fucked set a good precedent. It made sex as a whole feel like fun, like something she'd be able to get a real handle on. When he slid down slightly, then pushed the head of his cock up against her actual vagina, the sporty readhead looked at him with open eyes, swimming in all sorts of pleasurable sensations, no doubt in that moment that she needed him to fuck her.

"Please just fuck me already!" she panted raggedly, and, not wanting to deny a lady her request, Kurt plunged his cock inside her soaked pussy slowly. Her face screwed up slightly, getting used to the size, but Kurt had made sure both of them were well-lubricated and he wasn't just ramming into her carelessly. By the time he'd bottomed out inside her, Chloe was just panting again, legs pulling her back towards his hips.

"God, that feels really fucking good, Chloe!" he admitted as he started to thrust into her. She pushed back with him, a grin appearing on her face at the mention of her doing a good job, too. Kurt wasn't kidding, though, and loved how she gripped him like a living vice, pulling him back relentlessly every time he went back to pick up momentum. Her whole lower body was in amazing shape, and he felt her letting everything go to give this her absolute best performance.

"Isn't is supposed to hurt or something? Everyone always says it hurts!" Chloe moaned as he picked up speed, screwing her harder. As his cock brushed up against the spot he'd been working with his fingers earlier, Chloe let out a scream she muffled into his shoulder, wrapping her arms around his back.

"Yeah, if you don't let your girl get ready and make sure you do, too," he actively scoffed, not slowing down a bit to talk. "First times usually suck because people don't understand what works and what doesn't. If you're enjoying yourself, that just means we're doing it right, nothing's wrong with your body. And also, fuck, nothing is wrong with your body!"

"I'd be, oh fuck! ... I'd be lying ... if I said yours abs ... or your smile ... or your arms ... had nothing to do with this," Chloe spoke between increasingly-heavy breaths and deep groans, feeling her clit practically throbbing as Kurt worked himself in and out of her faster. She bit her lip, the feelings flooding up through her body too much to handle in conjunction with the admiration of her body, and her lips slipped in a moaning scream, this one completely undisguised by anything, as she started to squirt all over Kurt's hard cock.

Feeling her squeezing and clenching around him, especially with the amount of control she seemed to have over her cunt, was far too much for Kurt. Chloe was actually proving to be a very active partner, and the thought of her capacity to learn even more only made him throb harder inside her. He sped up, using short, speedy thrusts as the girl came around his cock, before letting out a satisfied grunt and groaning himself as he started to cum inside her. Neither of them seemed to care much for the attendant risks, both squirming and egging each other on, Kurt riding Chloe through several orgasms as she squeezed all the semen out of him and into her she possibly could. The two kissed, hard at first, then more gently as his thrusting slowed and Chloe stopped pressing back against him as wildly, finally settling.

"I got a vasectomy before I went to college." Kurt pulled out of her, then rolled over to next to Chloe. "You don't have anything to worry about, I probably should have said."

"If you hadn't told me, I'd be freaking out by the time I got back to my room," Chloe admitted, staring up at the tent's ceiling as she recovered, her limbs still loose and wobbly, far too much to stand up just yet. "I hadn't really thought about it yet, though. Just ... felt right, while it was happening."

"Yeah, I'm clean and you're new, so we should be completely fine there, too, but you want to think of that ahead of time in another situation. Most guys don't get regular STI tests and most aren't clipped. Which is also an important part of learning about sex, make sure you're always safe."

"I'll put it in my notes," Chloe giggled, amused and a little turned-on by the seriousness Kurt seemed to be taking her absurd request with. "Fuck, that was actually really good! I mean, it's not the hardest I've ever cum, but it's ... up there."

"From someone who knows this shit? Was for me, too. You've got some real power down there. What the hell do you play again?"

"Soccer. The rest is just ... I'm not shy about most things, just the things we're doing. I'm extremely comfortable with knowing how my body feels. Just not how I feel about it." Chloe's breathing had returned to normal, and while still a little flush, her arms and legs felt more under her control again. "Thanks for helping."

"Thanks for letting me help." Kurt turned on his side, looking at her and took a second to admire the curves of her thighs and her breasts, still a little taken aback at all she was hiding earlier today. "Anything else you had questions about?"

"I wi-," Chloe stopped, staring back at him. After having her orgasm, her self-consciousness was creeping back in steadily, and seeing Kurt ogling her caught her more off-guard than she expected. "I will. But I need to go get cleaned up. And go the hell to sleep." She stood up and grabbed her coat, wrapping it around herself to cover up any evidence of what they'd been doing. She hurried a little unzipping the tent, but took just a second to look in before closing it back up. "Thanks again."

'What a weird night ...' Kurt thought to himself, grabbing a small towel to clean up. He wanted to think more about how he wanted to proceed with his plans, the extremely sexy Chloe's offer a big curve he hadn't seen coming, but his thoughts were too cloudy and loose to do anything with. A little more satisfied and having quieted his silent critics, Kurt pulled up his blanket and went to sleep.