A/N: Hi! This one shot was written on my cell phone, so I apologize for any typos! xoxo
Blaine wrapped his slightly toned arms around Kurt's figure, making sure his hands reached as far down as appropriately possible, the waistband of Kurt's swim trunks. The couple floated freely in Blaine's pool.
"How quaint," Kurt remarked.
"Very," Blaine replied.
'How are you feigning this innocence, Anderson? You are in a pool with your fucking hot boyfriend on a blazing day. What are you waiting for. Put on the moves! You've fucked him before. Hell, if he won't fuck you, there are so many other things!' Blaine thought. Okay, yes, Blaine is a teenage boy. He is allowed to have his hormones control his mind SOMETIMES, right?
He was snapped out of his daze when Kurt finally said something.
"Blaine, can I kiss you?" Kurt asked, oh so innocently.
'Of course you can, you can do whatever you'd like, Kurt.' Blaine thought. "Okay," Blaine replied instead.
Kurt smirked, knowing Blaine's thoughts. He leaned over, closing the space between their lips.
Chaste kiss? Blaine would change that. He opened his lips, swiping his tongue over Kurt's lips, asking permission for entrance. Kurt, thankfully, obliged. Blaine tickled Kurt's teeth.
Oh. That did it. Kurt started trailing kisses across Blaine's cheekbone, cheek and over to Blaine's ear. He started nibbling on Blaine's earlobe, wringing out a moan of pleasure from Blaine. Kurt's bulge hit Blaine's hipbone.
"If you don't - nngh - stop that, I will - mm - come in my trunks," Blaine ground out.
Kurt immediately stopped. But Blaine was only upset for a second, because Kurt had started pulling down Blaine's trunks, following by pulling down his own, dropping both pairs into the pool. Kurt and Blaine also dropped down, soaking themselves. Blaine grabbed his own cock first, and then grabbed Kurt's, rubbing their lengths together, both boys moaning.
"Nngh, Blaine," Kurt groaned in appreciation.
Blaine had had enough. He spinned Kurt around. He carefully slid two fingers into Kurt's ass. Scissoring inside of Kurt, stretching him, he hit that one spot, Kurt let out a scream of pleasure.
Blaine positioned himself to enter Kurt.
"P-please?" Kurt asked desperately. Blaine could do nothing but oblige.
The head of Blaine's stiff cock entered Kurt's entrance. Kurt was tight as fuck. His muscles refused to release, but they allowed entrance. Blaine was filling Kurt with one quick thrust.
"Nngh," Kurt moaned.
"I know, baby, I know," Blaine moaned back.
Blaine was done. He pulled back and thrust back in, hitting that nub that made the sensation rumble through Kurt's body.
"Again!" Kurt demanded powerfully.
Blaine repeated his action several times, always hitting correctly, and always being demanded more.
Finally, the desperate sensations were enough. Blaine and Kurt came together, warmth spreading within Kurt, white fluid from Kurt's cock filling the pool. Blaine stroked Kurt during their high that lasted forever.
But orgasms weren't forever, and Blaine had to pull out of Kurt, leaving him empty and hurting.
"Well, that was nice," Kurt said breathlessly, pulling on his trunks and climbing back onto the airmatress.
"Quite," Blaine replied, copying Kurt.
The couple lay on the floating matress. Sleep overtook the couple exhausted from their high.
Yeah, what a nice summer night.