Inner Conflicts

Inner Conflicts -- Part 19 Inner Conflicts Part 19 Todd stood frozen in disbelief. Omigod--there is no way Lance is gay... And yet, there he was, plunging himself into a guy's ass. There is no way the Fuzzy Freak could be gay!! Yet, there he was, letting Lance fuck him hard. And why am I still standing here watching this with a hard on?!?!?! Todd stifled a shriek as he fled to his room.  He shut the door and jumped on his bed, curled up in a fetal position, trying to get over his shock. A rythmatic tapping against his wall made him realize his mistake.  His room was right next to Lance's and he could hear everything! Todd just stared at the wall, eyes wide, mouth wide open. There is no fucking way both Lance and Kurt are gay, he thought wildly.  I'm seeing things.  I mean, they boike ike Kitty, yo! A low moan was heard coming through the walls. Kurt,  Todd realized, suddenly overcome with a sense of anger.   How did the freak manage to get laid before me?  I mean, I'm the more normal looking one! The tapping increased into a thumping sound as another moan and grunting was heard. It's not fair!  I should have had sex first! Even if it meant with the fuzzballbsp;bsp;I saw him first! Part of him knew that the reasoning was wrong.sp;Bsp;But the jealousy and anger that he was overlooked by everyone and the the blue mutant freak had found someone first consumed him. Leaning his head against the wall, Todd felt himself unzipping his pants.  It was so unfair. . . that the only thing he was ever intimate with was his own hand. He closed his eyes as he began to stroke himself in the rhythm of the thumping against his wall. The first time he had met Kurt, he had gone bursting through the front doors of the Institute. It definitely wasn't a love at first sight kind of thing.  If anything, it was instant dislike.  But it was the first time he ever had full on body contact like that.  And for one moment, he wondered what it would have been like to have a girl underneath him like that. The second time was when Principal Kelly first started.  He and the rest of the Brotherhood had started making trouble right after the girls' soccer game. Kurt had tackled him, but somehow, he had ended up on top.  Todd knew that his face probably displayed his shock at feeling a firm body underneath him.  Unfortunately, that gave Kurt an opening to knock him out. But still. . . Todd wondered why on earth was Lance fucking with Kurt. Was he really tight? Did he do really wicked and naughty things with his tail? Then again, just having anyone begging to be taken. . . Todd increased the speed of his rhythm. X It was starting to hurt. Kurt felt the tears trailing down his face as he continued to keep it buried in the bed sheets. He hadn't meant for it to go this far.  He should have stopped it at the jeep.  But it was as if his own body had it's own brain and demanded to be taken. Kurt could also feel Lance's fingers digging into his hips with each thrust. Kurt loosened the grip his tail hard around Lance, allowing it to slide off to one side. He just wanted this over with. He suddenly felt Lance thrust into him at a certain angle, which sent that electrifying jolt up his spine, and he couldn't help but let out a moan. He felt himself begin to get hard again. No, no, no, he didn't want to enjoy it.  It confused him! Lance then shifted behind him, one hand encircling his half hard erection, the other wrapping around his waist. Kurt let out another moan as Lance pulled him up to his knees, and he found himself further impaled as he was now seated on Lance's legLancLance began to jerk him off, moving his hand in time with his own thrusts. Kurt's back arched as his head rested against Lance's shoulder.  He let out another moan. The pain was going away, and his whole body quivered.   Lance thrust upwards, grunting each time, kissing his exposed neck and shoulder, nipping at the skin. Lance let go of his erection to pull his chin to the side, capturing his mouth. Both boys moaned before Lance broke the kiss, and resumed to touch him in a way that brought him both pleasure and pain. Kurt's tail twitched, and then wrapped around Lance's back once more. His thought faded away once more, as his body enjoyed the somewhat rough administrations. X It felt so good. Lance continued to thrust upward. He did his best to adjust his angle. He grinned in silent victory when he was able to produce another moan from  Kurt. Judging by the half hard cock in his hand, Kurt had been regaining some of his own control.  So now it was time to concentrate on pleasuring Kurt a bit more.  He needed him to be so completely overwhelmed with the physical sensations that he would not oppose to this act. Lance rolled his hips, and Kurt trembled in his arms, letting out a sharp cry. Lance repeated the action and Kurt gasped sharply. Lance grinned.  He had him. X It was incredible! Kurt felt his voice growing hoarse from the ragged breathing and the cries and moans that escaped his throat.   His own cock was swollen thick, and Lance's hand was doing wonderfully evil things to him. And that same burning sensation from Wednesday night was growing in him. The speed of both the thrusts and the pumping motions increased even more. Kurt's body snapped rigid, as he felt something escape him.  A loud cry escaped from parted lips as something hot filled him inside. "Gods, Kurt!" he heard Lance cry out. Both of them collapsed to their sides, gasping for air. X Todd removed the pillow from his face that had been used to muffle out his own cry of completion. He wiped the sweat from his forehead before realizing he had inadvertently wiped cum over his face. Yeach! He cleaned himself off using his bed sheet. Guess I have to do laundry soon. A moment later, he was overcome with great guilt and shame. Why had he thought of being the one to screw Kurt like that? It wasn't really the fuzl's l's fault that not many people would look past his appearance. If anything, he should be glad that someone liked him. . .even if it was Lance.  Then his breathing slowed down as he thought about the last couple of weeks. Kurt had been acting pretty strange. He wasn't loud like usual. He was timid, scared. . . looking around like someone was going to jump him. And he had caught sight of them at the carnival. Kurt didn't look too thrilled. So how did he end up in bed with Lance? And Lance! Now that he thought about it, Lance had looked guilty himself for a while, ever since the dance.  He came in the morning after, a terrified look on his face. Then he transformed. Became secretive. . . predatory. Coincidence? Todd sat up straight, pulling up his pants.   No. . . something was wrong.  But what?  Something must have happened to lead to this, but none of it was making any sense. A small sound from downstairs caught his attention. He listened carefully. . . but didn't hear it again. Todd shook his head, contemplating past events. n hen he felt the beginning of a panic attack start. What if the X-geeks didn't know about this? What if they found out? Would they blame everyone? But I didn't have anything to do with this! Todd thought to himself, somewhat hysterically. A moan was heard again. Again?! Todd threw  himself back on his bed and pulled pillpillow over his face, this time to muffle out the sounds from the other room. X Kurt slowly opened his eyes to stare at the ceiling above him. His back was pressed to Lance's chest, and one arm was wrapped casually around him. What have I done? A moment later, he felt Lance move out from under him.  Then he was over him, staring at him with those mesmerizing brown eyes. "Thank you," Lance whispered, leaning down to kiss his lips. Kurt didn't move. . . neither rejecting, nor accepting, the kiss. Lance pulled up, not bothered by the lack of response. "You made me the happiest person, love," he whispered, lowering himself once against, this time to kiss Kurt's neck. Kurt lifted his chin, giving access. Love. . . he thinks I let him take me out of love. . . I'm such an idiot.  What do I do now?  And what will happen if I leave him? Lance kissed downwards, causing a shiver to run through him. And do I want to leave him? Lance moved up again to kiss him on the mouth. Kurt's eyes flew open when he felt Lance begin to stroke him again. He couldn't help but gasp from the sensation. It just felt so good. His eyes closed and he moaned into Lance's mouth. "I just can't get enough of you," Lance whispered, breaking the kiss for a moment. Kurt moaned in reply as Lance suddenly pulled him towards the edge of the bed. Kurt's legs and tail hung from the edge. Kurt felt Lance pushing his legs apart, settling between them. Then his legs were lifted, raising his hips. Kurt moaned as he felt Lance pushing himself into him again. He let out a cry as he felt Lance hit that spot in him that cause him great pleasure. "L-lance!" he cried, as Lance began to move his hips again. In and out. . . In and out. . . Hitting that spot over and over again. . . Kurt's mind went blank as he was once again overwhelmed with Lance's touches. X Tabitha paused as she stepped into her home. Strange. . . she thought she heard a shout of some sort. Hearing nothing more, Tabitha lightly closed the door and headed over to the kitchen. She was starved. Not having much money was pathetic, especially when there was so much food around to buy.  Too bad she didn't think about that before going to the carnival. Tabitha stopped in front of one of the cabinets. Surely there was some spice in there that would make the canned chicken soup in her hand taste better. She opened it up and began to move things around. She paused for a moment, spotting a strange box tucked all the way in the back. That's funny. . . I don't remember ever putting that one in here. . . Tabitha pulled it out. "Spice your Love Life Naturally" the box read. Aphrodisiacs? Tabitha wondered.  Who in the hell would need aphrodisiacs in this bunch?   Then she spotted the writing.  "One for horniness. . . two for some major action." "Major action?" Tabitha held the box away from her.  Lance, you dirty bastard, she thought with a smirk.  Don't tell me Kitty's been stringing you long enough for you to resort to this!! Then she frowned.  "Gross," she muttered, before closing the cabinet door and dropping the box into the garbage can. A moment later, she heard a moan come from upstairs. What the hell. . ?  Are they here? Tabitha slowly made her way upstairs, frowning at the suspicious sounds that were coming from one of the rooms. Isn't that Lance's room? she thought to herself. She reached the top and paused. Yes. . . there was definitely sounds of sex coming from Lance's room. . . but who?  It didn't sound like Kitty. . . not that she would now what Kitty would sound like.  She just assumed the girl would sounds more. . .  girlish. The door was open by about an inch. Creeping her way to it, she took a deep breath and peered in. Her heart dropped. Tabitha stiffled a scream by covering her mouth with her hand, and rushed to her room. N-no!  It can't be! X Lance watched Kurt's face twist with pleasure as he continued to pound into him, hitting that special spot he read about over and over again. He grinned as Kurt begged him to finish. He continued to watch in fascination as trails of dark blue fur appeared through Kurt's body. Sweat, he realized.   He watched as his own sweat dripped off his face to fall down and disappear into Kurt's fur, soaked up and becoming part of him. It gave him a rush. "Lance!" Kurt cried out, his voice sounding strangled. "I love you, Blue," Lance grunted, before feeling himself emptying out his juices into the blue mutant. Kurt tensed under him, as his own cum fell across his stomach and chest. Lance collapsed on top of Kurt, body slick with a fine sheet of sweat. "I love you," he whispered again. Kurt stared at him with dazed eyes, before they slowly closed in slumber. Lance grinned. All mine. . . X Tabitha rocked herself on Mystique's old bed, Kurt's and Lance's orgasmic cry still ringing in her ears. No. . . it can't be. . . there is no way!  Kurt wasn't comfortable enough around Lance to let this happen!  She gasped as she thought about the aphrodisiacs she had found.  Could it be?  Did Lance drug Kurt? She grabbed one of her pillows and placed it between her legs.  Her hands clutched at one end tight enough to put strain on the seam. Mascara darkened her eyes as a few tears fell down her cheeks. God, please no. . . if Lance is screwing Kurt, please let it be Kurt's choice. . . not a drug.  Let Lance's feelings be true. . . not like Matt. . . never like Matt . . . Tabitha's breathing increased.   Matt. . . her first "lover."   Hatred flashed in her eyes. So may God help me, Lance, she thought angrily, as the seams tore and stuffing came out of her pillow.  If you manipulated Kurt into thisitisition. . . I will make you fucking regret it!!!! tbc. . .