Fic Title: The Bad Boys Club
One-Shot Title: The Beginning
Author: PuppeteerofLife, aka xlifelongsorrowx
Pairing: Blaine/Kurt/Finn
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Smut, language, slash, polyamory
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 3,333
Summary: No one ever said that love was conventional. And when people love each other whether it be two people or three, who says it has to be?
Prompt: Written for this prompt at glee_kink_meme: Kurt, Blaine, Finn, and Puck are all in a loving, polyamorous relationship.
Inspiration: The 'And Then There Were Four' series by jamiexh at

The Beginning

Kurt loved Blaine, without a doubt. He practically worshipped the older boy, making sure to show his love physically. He hated the stereotype that since they were gay, they had to go at it like rabbits, but it was true enough for them. The pair of beautiful young men had lost their virginities to each other the very night of their first kiss. Kurt was willing to charge it to the fact that they had both been holding pent up sexual frustration inside of them, and they had finally released it by consummating their love. Sure, it was a little soon, but they had known and loved each other for months. Besides, neither of them had any intentions of ever leaving each other.

However, despite the fact that Kurt loved Blaine, and never wanted to leave him, he had room in his heart for more. He had convinced himself that he had long ago given up on Finn, but he hadn't. Not really. He would always harbor a sweet spot for Finn in his heart, but he didn't want to lose Blaine, so he kept it a secret.

But that all came crashing down, one day as they were lying on Blaine's bed, both shirtless, in the middle of a heated make-out session. Blaine's tongue was currently as far down Kurt's throat as it could go, Kurt's own tongue licking at Blaine's delicious, cinnamon flavored lips. However, Kurt's phone started blowing up with 'Just the Way You Are' by Bruno Mars. Knowing immediately who was calling, Kurt pushed Blaine off of him, and snatched his phone off Blaine's nightstand.

"Finn? Finn, are you alright?" Kurt choked out, barely able to think. He had made it clear to Finn not to call him unless there was an emergency. Considering that Kurt still had Finn's browser history against him, he doubted that Finn would forget.

Blaine began attacking his neck with kisses, but Kurt pushed him away, standing up and walking to the window. The phone was pressed so tightly to his ear, Kurt was sure it would make an indention in his ear.

"What? Yeah, yeah, I'm okay, I just-"

"Finn!" Kurt cried in exasperation, his shoulders slumping from their tense form. "I told you not to call me unless it was an emergency!" Now he was pissed. Finn had totally killed the mood he and Blaine had, as well as Kurt's erection. That boy would be dead when Kurt got home.

"But it is!"

Kurt sighed. With Finn, it could be anything from a fire next door to running out of food in the house. "What is it Finn?" He asked, trying his best to remain patient and understanding. But that was awfully hard, considering Blaine had gotten up out of bed, and wrapped his strong arms around Kurt's waist, kissing his neck once again.

"Quinn cheated on me. Turns out she was just using me to become Prom Queen, and she thought Sam would help her better than I would."

Kurt could have told Finn that weeks ago, hell, anyone could have. But he wouldn't say that. Right now, he felt his heart go out to his…stepbrother, and he wanted nothing more than to kiss it and make it better, wait, no! God, no, how could Kurt be thinking that, when right now Blaine was behind him, nibbling on his ear, whispering tiny 'I-love-you's'?

"I'm so sorry Finn." Kurt said sincerely. "Do you want to talk about it?" He would gladly listen to Finn talk about it for hours, if it weren't for Blaine turning him on.

"No it's okay. We can talk when we get home. I'm uh…I'm sorry for interrupting you and Blaine."

"It's okay." Kurt said, trying to convey his true feelings through the phone. The problem was, he didn't know what his true feelings actually were. "I'll talk to you tomorrow Finn."

He sighed, and pressed the end call button on his cell phone, and placed it back on the nightstand. He turned around to find Blaine looking at him with an expression of interest. Kurt bit his lip, knowing he would probably have to explain. But Blaine had a question for him first.

"How did you know that was Finn?" He asked curiously.

Kurt shifted on the bed uncomfortably. "Um, I have personalized ringtones. Remember, yours is Teenage Dream." He was hoping to drift the conversation back to his relationship with Blaine, but to no avail.

"So why is Finn's a love song by Bruno Mars?" Blaine's tone of voice was not accusing, rather curious, and interested. Kurt continued biting his lip, feeling guilty, even though there was really nothing to feel guilty about.

"Um, well because he sang it to me at our parents' wedding. He hadn't been a very good friend lately, but he made it up to me by singing to me. It was intended for his mom, but he got the message across. He was the first person to slow dance with me." Kurt said softly, biting down even harder on his lip.

Blaine took his large hands and cupped Kurt's chin. He tilted the younger boy's head upwards, so that hazel eyes met glasz colored ones. "Kurt, answer me honestly. Do you love Finn?"

Kurt froze, his eyes widening. "Blaine, I love you!" Kurt said, trying to convey his honesty in the passionate tone of his voice. Blaine smiled, and stroked his thumb along Kurt's cheek, and said in a soothing voice.

"I know that baby boy. I love you to. But I wasn't asking that. I won't be mad if you say yes. I just want to know."

Kurt bit his lip. "He was my first love. I…in retrospect, I pegged it as a schoolboy crush, but…but I think I love him Blaine." After saying that aloud for the first time in a year, Kurt let out a tiny gasp, and buried his face in Blaine's neck. "God, I'm such a horrible boyfriend."

Blaine rubbed Kurt's back in the same soothing motion, and stroked Kurt's perfect hair out of his face. "No, no you're not baby boy, don't say that. It's okay, really, it is. Finn's kind of cute, isn't he?"

Kurt looked up at Blaine in shock. "Wh-what?"

Blaine sighed, and sat down on the bed, pulling Kurt onto his lap. "I never told you about my aunt, but she's kind of the black sheep of the family. And that's saying something, since I'm gay, and I'm not planning on being a lawyer."

Kurt snickered lightly at Blaine's playful joke.

"Anyways, she's a lesbian, but more than that, she's in a polyamorous relationship with two other women." At this statement, Kurt's blue eyes widened, but he remained silent, wanting to hear what Blaine had to say. "My aunts kind of raised me. They taught me what it was like to be a loving, trusting, accepting relationship. That's why I'm so proud about being gay." With a pause, he added, "I think I've always known I wouldn't be in an exclusive relationship."

Kurt didn't think his eyes could widen any more. "What-what are you talking about?"

Blaine's hazel eyes widened. "Is-isn't that what you meant? I mean, now I know you love Finn, and I kind of have a crush on him too, and based on the way I've caught him looking at us sometimes, I think he has feelings for the pair of us as well."

Kurt's jaw had dropped throughout the speech. "Y-you're serious? You really want to be in a relationship with two people? Like, we would all three be together, and no one would be jealous?" It sounded too good to be true to Kurt, so he had to clarify the point.

Blaine chuckled into his boyfriend's neck. "Of course that's what I mean. And I can't speak for you or Finn, but I certainly wouldn't be jealous. I love you Kurt, and I'm comfortable with our relationship. I've had you to myself for a while now, and I'm okay with sharing. I think in time I could really love Finn as well. Besides, the idea of you and Finn making out is incredibly hot. Kurt, polyamorous relationships are completely based off of trust and faith in one another. I don't consider it cheating, because if Finn agrees, we'd all be boyfriends."

Kurt smiled. "If Finn agrees. So until then, let's get back to what we were doing."

With a smirk, Blaine fell back onto the bed, bringing Kurt with him.

"Gladly."

Finn wasn't nearly as upset about his break-up with Quinn as he thought he should be. He supposed he should have expected this. After all, once a cheater, always a cheater, and she had cheated twice before. Third time's the charm, eh? It still meant that Quinn didn't love him, but that was okay. At first, when Finn had realized the true lack of depth of his feelings towards being cheated on, he assumed it was because his true feelings were for Rachel. But his heart did not skip a beat, or stop altogether like it did when Finn saw Puck, or Kurt, or even Blaine.

Sighing, Finn went straight to the fridge. He really had to get these thoughts out of his head. He should nt be thinking about his best friend like this! And oh god, his step brother, and his step brother's boyfriend! Finn was exceptionally glad that Kurt couldn't read minds, because if he saw some of the fantasies Finn had involving Blaine, he would be beyond pissed.

Finn wasn't really sure when he had turned gay. It wasn't like he had simply woken up one day straight, and the next gay, it had been a gradual process. However, it was sometime after he had used the 'f' word to describe some of Kurt's decorations in his basement. Finn knew how cliché it was, he began falling in love with Kurt after he had gotten over Finn. But that love had scared Finn, he had lashed out, done nothing to help Kurt. And therefore, his actions had driven Kurt straight to Dalton, straight into the arms of another gorgeous looking gay guy. Another gorgeous looking guy that Finn was kind of in love with. And he could do nothing about it.

Now that Kurt and Blaine had transferred to McKinley, it was so much easier, yet harder at the same time. Finn got to see the subjects of his unrequited love every day, yet he had to watch them make out in the hallways, hold hands as they walked to class, and wish that he was a part of that. He could never be a part of that.

Sighing, Finn grabbed a bottle of Pepsi, and walked downstairs to the basement he shared with Kurt. He had assured his step father that he did not mind sharing a room with Kurt anymore. Sure, it was a little bit of a guilty indulgence on his part, but he would take what he could get.

However, Finn did not expect to walk downstairs and see Kurt and Blaine shirtless, and kissing like their lives depended on it. Instead of yelping out, Finn just stood in the doorway, jaw hanging open, unable to move. Maybe it was sick, but watching Kurt and Blaine was kind of…hot.

Good god, what was wrong with him?

Suddenly, Kurt turned his head to allow Blaine to kiss his neck, and his gorgeous blue eyes fell onto Finn. The taller boy froze, expecting Kurt's eyes to widen, and for him to shriek at an octave only dogs and Rachel could hear.

However, what Kurt did next shocked Finn beyond belief.

"Hey Finn-ah, oh-would you like-god Blaine, yes!- like to join us?"

Finn was pretty sure if his eyes got any wider, they would pop straight out of their sockets. He could hardly even fathom what Kurt was inviting him to do. Was he still dreaming? Because this seemed like something taken straight from one of his fantasies.

And then Blaine turned to look at him, his eyes still dark with lust, and they did not contain anger or jealousy like Finn would have expected, rather tender desire. And for a moment, Finn wasn't sure if it was directed towards him or Kurt.

"Come here Finn."

Blaine's voice was gentle and warm, and Finn quickly scrambled to the bed, not knowing what was truly in store for him. But when Blaine sounded like that, he would do anything the shorter boy asked him to do.

Practically tumbling onto the bed, Finn waited, sitting on his knees, for whatever Blaine was planning to do. A light chuckle escaped his lips, and it went through Finn's ears, straight south. God Blaine was so hot. And then Kurt was just sitting there, looking practically sinful, lying down, but propping himself up on his elbows, his lips swollen, and eyes bright.

Finn tore his eyes away from Kurt's, and focused on Blaine again, whose face was steadily growing closer and closer. "Do you want this Finn?" Blaine asked in a whisper, taking his hand and softly bringing it down to Finn's cheek. "Do you want to be with us? Because we want to be with you."

God Finn hoped this wasn't a dream, because he didn't ever want to wake up. "Yes, I want to be with you guys."

And with that, Blaine closed the distance between their lips.

Kissing Blaine was unlike kissing anyone else. Finn had kissed every girl in school at one point or another, and he had thought that kissing Quinn or Rachel was the best. Good god how had he missed out on this? Blaine's lips were not coated in nasty flavored lip gloss, rather they had a taste of their own. Cinnamon and spice, that's what Blaine's lips tasted like. And when Blaine pried Finn's lips open, and assaulted his mouth with his talented tongue, Finn thought he had died and gone to heaven.

A thought reinforced by the heavenly whimpers coming from the other side of the bed.

Both Finn and Blaine turned to look at Kurt, and Finn's eyes widened. During the process of that mind blowing kiss with Blaine, Kurt had shed his skin tight jeans, and now was lying on his bed in just his boxers, palming himself, moaning both their names. It all went straight to Finn's cock, and he knew it was doing the same thing for Blaine, because the dark haired boy had a dark lust-filled look in his eyes. With a ferocity, he practically dove on Kurt, attacking his mouth with kisses so fierce Finn could hear their teeth clash together. And oh-oh good god, the pair had fallen off the bed!

Finn watched in awe, as Blaine moved away from Kurt's lips, attacking his chest with kisses, and oh god, now he was taking off Kurt's boxers! For a moment Finn just stared at Kurt's erect cock, before whispering, "Kurt, you're beautiful."

Kurt's head snapped up at Finn's declaration, and moaned as Blaine took his length in his mouth. Reaching up blindly, Kurt mumbled, "F-Finn. Get down here. Now."

Not wanting to keep the boy waiting, Finn quickly clambered to the ground, and lifted Kurt's head, kissing his lips with a passionate fervor. For some reason what he had just seen turned him on beyond belief. Realizing that Kurt was not just a little baby, a twelve year old milkmaid, but a beautiful, grown teenage boy.

To Finn's utter shock and pleasure, Kurt arched his back upwards, practically feet off the ground, and shrieked as he came into Blaine's mouth. He collapsed in a shivering heap onto the ground, his eyelids fluttering angelically. Finn could see the exhaustion on his face, but he still reached up to Blaine for a kiss. After kissing Kurt long and hard, Blaine turned to Finn for one, his cherry red swollen lips making Finn's cock painfully hard.

Unable to stand it anymore, Finn reached down and unzipped his pants, groaning in relief as his member was released from its denim cage. And then when Blaine leaned up to kiss him, Finn realized he could taste Kurt's come on Blaine's lips. It was so delicious, and so utterly Kurt, it had Finn coming in his pants, harder than he ever had in his life.

Utterly spent, Finn leaned back against the bed, and watched as Kurt moved towards Blaine. Finn could tell by his movements that he was still exhausted, but he had a determination in his eyes. He pushed Blaine onto the ground, and began straddling his hips. Blaine moaned, a deep guttural sound, that had Finn's cock twitching painfully, as if wanting to get hard again.

He watched, enraptured, as Kurt removed Blaine's jeans, and pulled down his boxers, stroking Blaine down there. Finn got a glimpse of Blaine's erection, and he moaned from his position on the ground. However, he was too sensitive to get hard again just yet. But if he hadn't been, he knew he would be coming from the sight of Kurt stroking Blaine. Oh god, oh god, the sounds Blaine was making! With a shout, and Kurt's name on his lips, Blaine came long and hard, onto his stomach.

Desperately wanting, needing, Finn crawled over to Blaine, and began licking the come off his chest. He saw Blaine's eyes close, clearly enjoying it. God, if Finn wasn't enjoying this he didn't know what he would ever enjoy.

Finally, a silence enveloped the room, aside from the three boys' heavy pants. Finn could hardly believe he had gotten so lucky. He felt like he was eight again, and had just been inducted into a secret club. But this was the best club he had ever been a part of, and that was including glee club. Looking at Blaine's heaving chest, and Kurt's drooping eyelids, Finn felt his heart swell with love. Love. It had taken him a year to say 'I love you' to Rachel, but it had only taken him a half hour to think it in regards to Kurt and Blaine.

"I love you two." Finn blurted out, not caring how random and out of the blue the statement was.

Kurt rolled over, and Finn could see just how exhausted he really was. But considering Finn had walked in on them on a Saturday afternoon, when they had probably already been going at it for hours, it was understandable.

"We love you too Finn." He said sincerely, and a goofy grin appeared on Finn's face. He saw Blaine nod, and then stand up. "Come on baby boy, I think it's time for a nap."

Finn looked at Kurt, and realized Blaine was right. Kurt was half asleep already. Bouncing to his feet, Finn quickly gathered Kurt in his arms, enjoying the feeling of the smaller boy snuggling further into his chest. Finn laid Kurt gently down in his bed, and watched as Blaine climbed into bed with him, spooning him. Kurt let out a little sigh, and turned slightly towards Blaine, though his eyes were closed. Finn stood there awkwardly for a moment, before Blaine said, "Come to bed with us Finn."

Happily obliging, Finn climbed into Kurt's bed, on the opposite side of Blaine, tentatively wrapping his arms around both boys. He felt Kurt burying his face in his chest, and he heard him mumble, "Je t'aime mon petit ami. Je t'aime mon amant." Confused, Finn looked to Blaine for clarification.

The dark haired boy looked half asleep as well, but he managed to mouth, "I love you my sweetheart, I love you my lover," translating what Kurt had said. Finn had overheard Kurt calling Blaine the 'amant' one before, so he assumed he was the sweetheart. Snuggling into the pair of boys, Finn whispered, "I love you too babydoll. And I love you too munchkin."

As he fell asleep, all Finn could think about was the fact that they were now his boys.