Hi! So yes, I'm putting up another story. Another Seblaine one at that! Haha, I just get so many ideas! I really hope you guys like this! I read a bunch of stripper Kurt stories and I felt Sebastian has more of the attitude a stripper would have. In my story anyway lol. I got this idea last night and I already have two chapters written up! So the next one should be up soon. But I have to plan out what I want after that. So for now, I hope you enjoy this story! I'd love to hear what you have to say about it :)
Chapter One
"Are you ready yet, dude?" Wes whined up the stairs, leaning against the wall. Blaine's friends have been waiting impatiently for him to get ready for twenty minutes.
"I'll be down in two minutes!" Blaine called back from his bathroom. Tonight was the night of his bachelor party and Wes, David, Thad, Trent, Nick and Jeff were all waiting for him downstairs.
"You said that ten minutes ago!" Jeff shouted back.
"I mean it this time!" Blaine answered, straightening his orange bowtie. Blaine wasn't entirely sure how to dress because the guys hadn't told him where they were going. Blaine smoothed down his hair and smiled to himself in the mirror. He smiled because he looked good. But he smiled even more because this was his bachelor party. Which meant he was getting married. To Kurt Hummel. The love of his life. He still couldn't believe Kurt had accepted his proposal almost a year ago.
Blaine adjusted the candles on his kitchen table. Kurt was in the shower and would be down any minute. It was raining when everyone got out of the McKinley High School graduation for the class of 2013 and Kurt hated how his hair frizzed after the rain and insisted he take a shower. Blaine had just graduated high school and had the engagement ring in his pocket all day. He was getting more and more nervous by the minute as he laid all of the food out on the table. Kurt and Blaine had talked about getting married someday but Blaine wasn't sure of this was too soon or not. They had both agreed it would be once they both graduated high school but they didn't necessarily have to graduate college to get married. Well, now neither of them were in high school and Blaine knew he wanted to make Kurt his. Kurt was spending the summer with Blaine in Ohio and in the fall both boys were headed to New York to attend NYU together. Blaine heard Kurt coming down the stairs of his parent's house and straightened out his bowtie and smoothed down his cardigan. Kurt walked in and his eyes went wide as he saw the romantic table laid out in front of him.
"B-Blaine, what's this?" Kurt asked, a smile emerging on his face.
"I-It's for us. To celebrate my graduating and us being in New York together," Blaine told him, pulling out his chair for him. Kurt smiled wider and sat down in the seat, Blaine pushing him in towards the table.
"It's perfect, Blaine. I love it," Kurt said, beaming at him.
"Thanks, I'm really glad you like it," Blaine said, taking his own seat across from Kurt.
"Everything looks so delicious!" Kurt says as Blaine puts some food on his plate.
"I hope you like it," Blaine responds as he puts some food on his own plate.
"Oh, I'm sure I will. When have I ever not liked anything you cooked?" Kurt retorted with a smirk. Blaine smiles at his boyfriend.
"Well, dig in!" Blaine says as he gestures to the food. They each take a bite.
"Oh wow, that's good!" Kurt exclaims.
"Thanks, sweetie," Blaine says shyly. They continue to eat and carry an easy conversation. Once they're finished eating, Blaine's nerves come on full force. His hands are sweating and he has to keep wiping them on his pants. Kurt wipes his mouth with his napkin and sets it on the table.
"Well that was a lovely dinner," he says with a content sigh. Blaine reaches across the table and takes Kurt's hand.
"Kurt, you mean so much to me," Blaine begins. Kurt just smiles at him and strokes the back of Blaine's hand with his thumb. "We've been together for a while and we've helped each other through so much. I can't imagine myself with anyone else ever," Blaine continues and he can see the tears forming in Kurt's eyes. Blaine hesitantly gets down on one knee, still holding Kurt's hand. "I love you so much, Kurt," Blaine says as he reaches his hand into the pocket, pulling out the little black velvet box. Kurt's eyes widen immediately. He's speechless as his free hand comes up and covers his mouth. "Kurt..." Blaine says, freeing his hand from Kurt's so he can open the tiny box. "Will you marry me?"
Kurt couldn't believe this was happening. Was Blaine actually proposing? Yes, he was! This is the happiest moment of Kurt's life.
"Yes, I'll marry you!" Kurt says as the tears start streaming freely. Blaine grins from ear to ear and slips the ring on Kurt's finger. Kurt examines it once it's on his finger and wraps his arms around Blaine's neck, jumping into his arms. Blaine stands up and holds his new fiancé close to him.
"I'm so happy right now!" Kurt exclaimed, his tears falling down onto Blaine's shoulder.
"Me too, baby. I'm so happy you said yes. I love you so much," Blaine tells him, his own tears starting to fall. Kurt pulls back to look Blaine in the eyes.
"I get to marry my high school sweetheart," he tells Blaine, "I've never been happier."
"I feel the same way, baby," Blaine says with a smile as he wipes away Kurt's falling tears. Kurt smirks and takes Blaine's hand.
"Let me go show you exactly how happy I am..." Kurt said with a wink as he walked with Blaine towards the stairs. Blaine loved when his man got all flirty. Blaine's eyes widened and he scooped Kurt up and ran up the stairs with him, heading towards his bedroom.
Blaine smiled fondly at the memory and made his way downstairs to his friends. Everyone who was sitting, because they got tired of standing, stood up and there were groans of appreciation for Blaine finally being ready. They had all missed Blaine while he was in New York which is why they made him come back to Ohio for his bachelor party. They were glad Kurt was still in New York so they wouldn't see Blaine in whatever shape he came back home in. Kurt would be having his bachelor party with Rachel and some other girlfriends he had made in New York. Mercedes was even flying out from Los Angeles to New York for the weekend to be there. Finn was going to come to Blaine's bachelor party since he didn't want to have to deal with all the women since they'd probably higher a male stripper or something but Kurt's bitch glare told him that if he wasn't going to Kurt's party, he wasn't going to any party. Blaine's parents really had no opinion on the marriage. They were a bit concerned at their age but were glad that Blaine would be out of the house. Burt and Carole on the other hand, were vocal about how they thought it should be a long engagement. They were happy for the two to be engaged but didn't think they should get married right away. After seeing Finn propose to Rachel, they were very wary about Kurt getting engaged. But they both knew that Kurt was more responsible and level headed than Finn. He was capable of making better decisions and even though they would never say it out loud, they knew Kurt was smarter than Finn. So they were supportive but also made their views clear. But now, only a little less than a year later of the engagement, the wedding is only a month away. It'll actually be one year exactly from when Blaine proposed. That's why they picked that date.
"Can you guys tell me where we're going yet?" Blaine pushed as the group of friends made their way to the cars.
"No way dude," David said as he climbed in the passenger seat of Wes's car.
"Oh come on!" Blaine begged.
"We'll tell you when we're on the road," Nick said as he got into the driver's seat of his own car.
"We'll meet you guys there!" Wes called as he climbed into the driver's seat of his car. Wes, David, Trent and Thad all went in Wes's car while Blaine went with Nick and Jeff in Nick's car. Blaine climbed into the backseat because he knew nothing could stop Jeff from sitting next to his boyfriend of three years.
"Okay, see you guys soon!" Jeff called as he closed the car door once he was inside. Both cars pulled out of the parking lot and headed off to this mystery location.
"Can you guys at least tell me how far away it is?" Blaine asked hopefully.
"It's about 45 minutes away," Nick told him, following behind Wes's white navigator while he drove his own blue ford fusion.
"That far? Have I ever been there?" Blaine questioned.
"Nope. Oh and you're going to need this," Jeff said, reaching into a small bag at his feet and handing the item to Blaine. Blaine examined it.
"Why do I need a fake ID?" Blaine asked with a raised eyebrow. Blaine could see both partners of Niff smirk.
"You'll see," Nick said and it was clear that conversation was over. To Blaine the ride was agonizing. To
Nick and Jeff it was rather fun. They were blasting music and singing at the top of their lungs. Blaine was singing along too but it wasn't whole heartedly. He was too busy trying to figure out where they were going. About thirty minutes into the ride, Blaine tried his luck.
"Okay, you said you'd tell me where we're going on the way there. Can you tell me now?" Blaine pleaded.
"I don't know Nick, should we tell him?" Jeff asks, a smirk playing on his lips.
"I don't know, Jeff. Do you think he's ready?" Nick replied.
"I'm ready, I'm ready!" Blaine called from the backseat, sounding like a little kid making both guys in the front seat chuckle.
"Okay, fine fine," Nick said, "We're going to a place called Dirty Times. Ever heard of it?"
Blaine thought for a minute.
"No, I don't think I have. What is it?" he finally responds. Both boys in the front seat smirk again.
"Let's just say it has something for all of us," Jeff explains, "For Wes, David and Thad, there's the bar."
"We can't drink?" Blaine asks, puzzled.
"Oh we can," Jeff tells him, "We just might be a little distracted."
"By what? I mean you only mentioned the straight guys befo- Wait a minute..." Blaine says, narrowing his eyes at his two friends who are smirking even more.
"And for the enjoyment of us gays," Nick says, "there will be tons of stripping men."
"One rule. No one tells Kurt," Jeff adds. Blaine nods quickly.
"We would all be dead," Blaine says. "So this is a gay bar?"
"And strip club," Jeff says.
"That's why we need these IDs," Blaine concludes.
"Exactly," Nick says.
"So you two are fine with the other watching guys strip?" Blaine asks.
"Yeah, I guess. I mean, we've never done it before but I'd rather him watch them with me there," Nick says.
"We've watched porn together. It's kind of the same thing, right?" Jeff asks.
"Except these guys are real and actually there. No touching, Jeff," Nick warns.
"You either!" Jeff retorts.
"So Trent and I get to have all the fun?" Blaine says with a smirk.
"Yes..." Jeff says with a sigh. Nick smacks his chest.
"Hey! So when we get back to Blaine's tonight we're not going to have fun?" Nick says.
"Oh shit! Hell yes we are!" Jeff answers, practically bouncing in his seat. He knows how hot they'll both be after tonight.
They finally pull up to the bar and both cars park. All seven former Warblers get out and walk into the club, each flashing their fake IDs.
"Enjoy the show guys; we'll meet up in an hour?" Thad asks, sending a wink to the three that will be joining Blaine. The three smirk in return and nod in agreement.
"See you guys then," Trent says, dragging Blaine by the arm towards the stage. The four gay friends find their way into the second row and take their seats right before the lights dim. The first man comes out wearing a cop uniform with extremely short and extremely tight shorts. Blaine looked him up and down. He was attractive. Blaine watched the way he shook his ass all around. It was pretty hot. But he couldn't get Kurt out of his head. He could basically hear him saying "Ugh, those sunglasses aren't in style anymore!".
By the time the third performer went out there, he loosened up a little bit and was enjoying himself a bit more. He managed to think of Kurt less even though he was still thinking of him. This particular guy that was out there was dressed as a biker. He had the leather jacket and tight leather pants. Trent was loving it. He was basically drooling and he was standing at the edge of the stage waving a five dollar bill. Blaine glanced over at Jeff and Nick and chuckled to himself when he saw Jeff clutching a dollar bill, not daring to stand up with Nick right there. Sure, Blaine found these guys attractive but none of them were really making him want to get up and give them money. Maybe because he was so in love with Kurt? It definitely wasn't because they didn't turn him on. I mean, come on, he's gay.
The current guy left the stage and all the lights went off. Blaine leaned over and whispered in Nick's ear.
"Is it over?" he asks.
"No, there should be one more guy for this show," Nick responds. Just as Nick says that a voice comes over the loud speaker.
"Now please put your hands together for the star of our show...Emerald!"
Emerald? The guy doesn't sound so good by the name. But the crowd erupts in cheers. Blaine looks around the room and notices that his three friends are cheering wildly too.
"You guys said you've never been here before," Blaine calls above the applause.
"Yeah, but this guy has a bit of a reputation," Jeff calls back. The stage is still black when Blaine looks back to it. Then a brightly illuminated spotlight shines on the middle of the stage. And Blaine saw him. The most beautiful man he had ever seen. Uh...besides Kurt of course. But this man had long, lean legs that were shown beautifully by the extremely short black shorts he was wearing. His black converse all-stars were at the end of those long legs. His toned chest was easily viewed due to his two sizes too small white t-shirt. On top of that was his black vest, buttoned at the bottom. It cut off just at his amazingly perfect arms. Muscle but not too much. So toned and tanned just enough. His head was down, looking at the ground. He slowly raised his head and smirked out at the audience. Blaine gasped audibly when he saw the beautiful man's eyes. They were the most gorgeous shade of green he had ever seen. He could see why he was called Emerald now. But not only were the color of his eyes striking, he was wearing eyeliner. Blaine had never told anyone, not even Kurt, but eyeliner was a kink of his. Blaine was instantly aroused by this man and he hadn't even moved yet. The music started and Emerald started by shaking his hips very slowly at first. Blaine felt like he was about to burst just from that slow movement. He scooted up and sat on the edge of his seat. He was entranced. Emerald began to shake his hips faster, turning in a circle so the audience had a terrific view of his ass. Blaine felt himself start sweating. This man was turning him on so much that he couldn't believe it. Emerald pulled out a chair and began using that as he danced around the stage. He positioned himself so his chest was pressed against the back of the chair and his long legs were stretched out for everyone's enjoyment. He danced around for a little while longer before pulling his vest off and tossing it to the back of the stage. Blaine pulled out his wallet and grabbed a twenty from it, ready to give it to the man when he started dancing on the edge of the stage. Nick leaned close to him and whispered, "Blaine, a twenty? Take it easy."
But Blaine couldn't help it. He would give this man his whole bank account as long as he never stopped swinging his hips like that. The beautiful man on stage ran his hands through his hair before teasingly dragging them down his body. He ran them down to his crotch and you could hear the moans in the audience. Apparently Emerald heard this too and smirked. He knew he had the audience in the palm of his hand. Emerald decided to give the audience a little treat and he pulled off his too tight shirt. The audience went wild and screamed and whistled. Blaine shot up and made his way to the front of the stage. No one else had come up and gave him money yet because everyone generally waited to the end but Blaine couldn't take it anymore. Blaine had completely forgotten about Kurt at this point. If someone were to ask him in that moment how Kurt was doing his answer would've been "who?". Emerald noticed someone there to give him money so he danced over, running his hands over his abs. Blaine swallowed thickly as the man approached him. He got nervous as Emerald came closer and he didn't know why. But then there he was. Emerald was there, right in front of him. He's shaking his crotch right in front of Blaine's face. Blaine breaks himself out of his daze and reaches up to place the twenty in his waistband. When Emerald sees it's a twenty his eyes widen for a moment and he gets on his knees so he's right in front of Blaine. Blaine can't breathe. Emerald starts to roll his hips right at Blaine's eye level and thrusts so his crotch is almost touching Blaine's lips. Then Emerald leans in and kisses Blaine's cheek.
"Thanks sexy," Emerald purrs in Blaine's ear. Emerald's voice. Blaine went weak in the knees. It was so sexy and sultry and so manly. He loved it. Blaine can't move. He's blushing from ear to ear. Emerald called him sexy. Emerald makes his way over to some other men who have come up with money but he doesn't give them half as much attention as he gave Blaine. Blaine grins to himself as he makes his way back to his seat. All three of his friends are patting him on the back and congratulating him on that hot guy paying attention to him. Emerald goes back into the middle of the stage and plays with the waist and of his pants, pulling them down ever so slightly. He's teasing everyone and there are shouts from the audience of "take it off!" or "show us!". But he doesn't. He knows it's driving the audience crazy that they can't see him there and he loves it. Emerald finishes with a few more provocative dance moves and then the music ends. He gives the audience a wink before walking off stage, his hips swaying in that way that was driving Blaine crazy. Blaine stood up and gave him a standing ovation and his friends followed suit. Blaine could feel himself half hard in his pants. That man was amazing. Blaine turned to his friends who were all smirking at him.
"What?" he asked.
"Oh nothing... We just have some pretty awesome blackmail now," Jeff said, looking down to Blaine's pants. Blaine looked down at the obvious bulge in his pants.
"Shut up! He was good!" Blaine yelled as he pulled his cardigan down over his crotch. They all chuckled.
"Come on, let's go meet up with the guys," Trent said and they all started towards the bar. The quickly found the three straight men that came with them. They were all tipsy but not quite drunk yet.
"Hey! Wedding boy!" David called, throwing an arm around Blaine's shoulders. "Have a drink!"
"Sounds good," Blaine says as the four Warblers join their friends and sit at the bar. They each order a drink and start telling the other guys what they missed. Jeff started to tell them about how Blaine was all gaga over the final performer.
"He was hot, alright?" Blaine called after his second drink. The boys wouldn't let him have any more saying that he wouldn't enjoy the next part of the evening if he kept drinking. Blaine pouted but didn't drink anymore.
"What else do you guys have planned for me tonight?" he asks. Thad looks around to all the other guys who nod at him as a signal of okay to tell him.
"Well, we actually paid for a private dance for you," Thad says with a smirk. Blaine blushed brightly and his eyes went wide.
"You did what?"
"Yep, and I think..." Wes said as he checked his watch, "Yep, it starts in five minutes. Let's get you to the room!"
Blaine stood as the six other guys pulled him along behind a curtain.
"Okay, we need room 6," Jeff says as they look at all the doors down the hallway. As they walk down the hall they hear all the moans coming from the different men in the rooms.
"That's gonna be you soon, buddy!" David says with a wink. Blaine rolls his eyes at his friend. He won't admit it to his friends but he actually is excited for this private dance. He hopes for one dancer in particular. But he knows he's very in demand here and his friends could probably never afford him. Plus, he's probably been booked for tonight for months. Nick opens the door for Blaine.
"Here we are, Blaine! Have fun!" he says as he shoves Blaine inside and closes the door behind him. Blaine can hear Jeff mutter "lucky bastard" under his breath and the sharp "ouch" as he's sure Nick elbowed him in the ribs. Blaine looks around the room. There's a small stage with a pole right in the middle. There's a plush red couch across from the stage and Blaine makes his way over to it. He sits down and looks at the red curtain behind the stage. He suspects whoever his dancer is will appear from behind there. Blaine looks up at the dim lights as the music starts. He swallows thickly and leans back in his seat, trying to relax. The curtain parts slightly and his dancer walks out. Blaine's jaw drops as his hazel eyes lock with emerald green ones.
Thoughts? Like it so far? I'm actually quite proud of this chapter. It's one of the longest ones I've ever written. Do you guys like it? I hope so! Be back with chaper two soon! :)