"What do you mean by 'get this party started'?" – Kurt asked him raising an eyebrow, alarmed with the tone Puck held in his voice.

"C'mon, guys, it's Friday night! We can't just sit here and watch… What's that?" – Puck asked, looking and pointing at the TV screen.

"It's True Blood, actually. And Blaine and I like it." – Kurt answered shaking his shoulders in a shrug.

"Yeah, it looks awesome. But, seriously, let's just have a drink, then." – Puck said, looking from Kurt to Blaine, with kicked puppy eyes.

After a few seconds, Kurt started to laugh really hard – "Okay, Puckerman, this is getting ridiculous. What do you say, Blaine?"

Blaine said nothing. He stood there just breathing and blinking surprised eyes for a few seconds, then he smiled slightly and went to the kitchen. Before Puck or Kurt could say a word, he returned with three bottles of Heineken. He handed one to Kurt and another one to Puck, who took and opened it with hesitation. Kurt did the same and Blaine, who had already opened his, raised it and said: "To Friday Night!" Kurt and Puck joined the toast right after, their bottles tinkling through the too silent house.

"Now" – Puck said – "We need some music!"

The stereo was blasting dance music as loud as it could. The three boys were dancing in the middle of the barely illuminated room.

"Blaine" – Puck shouted – "Hey, Warbler! Do you have lemons?"

"What!" – Blaine responded, obviously confused.

"Lemons! The fruit! Lemons!" – Puck screamed back at the boy.

"Yeah, in the kitchen."

Puck left the pair dancing and went to the kitchen. He found lemons on the counter and vodka on the freezer. One of the things his friendship with Artie gave him was a lot of knowledge about drinks. He learned how to make a lot of fancy drinks, but his favorite was the Brazilian "caipirinha". He squeezed the lemons, added sugar, ice and completed the glass with vodka. He tasted it. Perfect.

Then he made two more: to one he added strawberries (he knew that was Kurt's favorite fruit) and to the other one he added passion fruit, going back to the living room with the three glasses. He gave Kurt the strawberry drink and to Blaine the passion fruit one.

"Oh my god!" – Kurt exclaimed after tasting it, already licking his own lips – "This is absolutely delicious. How did you learn to make these?"

"I'm naturally awesome." – Puck answered with a wink. Kurt raised an eyebrow at him. – "Artie taught me" – he confessed with a grin spreading at his lips.

"Amazing, truly. And how did you know my favorite fruit is passion fruit?" – Blaine asked with curiosity in his eyes while he looked at the glass with satisfaction.

"Well, there were only three types of fruit to choose, actually." – Puck said, laughing.

The conversation ended there, and the three proceeded back to dancing.

One hour, a dozen beers and God knows how much vodka later, the boys were completely lost. Kurt had his back on Blaine's chest, their hips moving in synchrony in a really sexy, fluid movement.

Puck, who was watching, decided to make some action and got hold of Kurt's front, moving his hips in the same rhythm. Kurt opened his eyes but said nothing and Blaine was too far away to care about anything except the touch of Kurt's hips on his own.

After a while, Puck noticed that something was changing. Blaine was pushing harder, and Kurt began to respond faster too. In one of these thrusts, he felt Kurt's hips brushing on his thigh "Holy hell" – he thought – "Kurt's got a boner…and if Kurt's got a boner, Blaine's got one too." This thought, alone, made Puck's heart beat faster, and soon he had his own boner.

At this point, Puck lost every last, shy doubt he may have had. He reached for Blaine's ass and pressed, feeling the soft flesh inside those sweatpants. The pressure on his ass caused Blaine to take a step forward, making every tiny space between them disappear. The triple moan got lost between the loud music.

They stood still like that for a while, until Kurt decided he wanted more. He pushed Puck into the sofa, sat on his lap and whispered to his ear – "What's gonna happen now?" – before turning around to pull Blaine for a kiss. The kiss was deep, hot and full of desire.

Puck watched this unusually quiet, then decided to make a move. He decided he wanted to try Blaine's kiss too, so he put his left hand on the back of Blaine's neck. The boy broke his kiss with Kurt and, without hesitation, pressed his lips against Puck's.

Blaine's lips were soft, but they offered some kind of resistance, which felt really good. Soon, the kiss grew deeper and Puck felt Blaine's tongue on his lower lip, asking for access. Puck gladly opened his mouth and felt Blaine's tongue on his own, feeling it, discovering his mouth.

Puck reacted and pushed his own tongue on Blaine's mouth, feeling around the boy's mouth, massaging his tongue.

Before Puck needed air, he felt a soft hand on his chin, pulling his face to the right. He broke the kiss and turned, looking at Kurt, whose eyes were dark with lust. He took a breath and pressed his lips against Kurt's, to find that they were even softer than Blaine's.

This kiss was shorter, because soon Kurt moved to his neck, kissing, licking and slightly biting.

"Take off your shirt. Now." – Kurt whispered, between kisses.

Puck smiled and got up, gently pushing Kurt on the sofa. Blaine, who apparently didn't want to waste any time, sat on the sofa and started to kiss Kurt again. Kurt was lying down, with Blaine between his legs, his robe completely sideways, revealing his pale and long legs.

"Damn, that's hot" – Puck thought as he removed his own shirt. His erection throbbed painfully against his jeans, and he thought it might be a good idea to remove them. He undid his zipper and pulled his pants down. Blessed time he decided to go commando. Blaine looked away from Kurt for a second, and a moan escaped his red swollen lips at the sight of Puck, completely naked, watching them.

Blaine kneeled back in the sofa and gently undid Kurt's robe, leaving the younger boy fully exposed. Blaine moaned even louder and, not able to restrain himself, went to the floor and started sucking Kurt's cock like a boss.

Now Puck thought he was going to come without anyone touching his dick. The view was so hot and damn, the faces and noises Kurt was making should be illegal. Puck unconsciously moved his hand to his dick and started to stroke himself, looking at young the couple.

Kurt opened his now dark blue eyes and saw Puck standing there, jacking off, and motioned to Puck get closer. Puck did so and, without thinking or warning, Kurt started licking his dick like an ice cream. Puck couldn't resist and closed his eyes shut, his face turned to the ceiling. It only got better when Kurt put his whole dick on his mouth and started sucking. Holy shit, that was too good to be true. Kurt moved his tongue up and down, and around the head and HOLY SHIT!

Puck opened his eyes and looked down, to see if that was really happening and the view left him nothing more than breathless. Kurt's lips were swollen and his eyes were closed. Puck directed his look towards Blaine, who was on the floor sucking Kurt. The boy's eyes were open and were staring directed at Puck's. Like a tease. His hair was glued to his forehead by a thin trail of sweat, his cheeks would go deep as he sucked, and he would take Kurt's dick out of his mouth, and play a little with his tongue, before putting it in his mouth again.

That tease was too much to not respond to it, so Puck stopped Kurt and when the boy looked up to see if anything was wrong, Puck motioned towards Blaine, who still had his pants on. Kurt got the message and, stopping Blaine, who was taped on the sofa, told him to sit there. Blaine did so and Kurt kneeled on the ground, before Blaine, and took the boy's pants off. Blaine was really hard and had some pre-come on the tip of his cock. With a moan that sounded more like a growl, Kurt took Blaine's dick into his mouth and started to suck it eagerly. Blaine threw his head back and shut his eyes. Puck did not wait any tip this time, kissed Blaine's lips to remind him that he was still there. Blaine smiled a little before kissing back. Then he bent down to reach Puck's dick and SAINT LIMA HEIGHTS, his sucking was even better than Kurt's, if that was even possible. A little more aggressive and fast, and those puppy hazel eyes looking up at him made him lose his mind.

Unable to control himself, pretty soon Puck was thrusting his hips forwards and back, slowly fucking Blaine's mouth, whose only reactions was moan hungrily, vibrating around Puck's cock and place a hand on Puck's ass to encourage him to go faster.

The music had stopped and the only noises coming from inside the house were their moans and grunts. The temperature was definitely high and the room stank like sex. All of these things only made everything even better. Blaine's lips were swollen and Kurt's cheeks were deep red. They weren't going to last long.

Then Kurt did something that would really take things to a different and a lot hotter level. He started sucking one of his fingers along with Blaine's dick. When his finger was covered in saliva, he slowly introduced on Blaine's ass and start doing this thrusting movements. Puck was speechless, but Blaine almost didn't express any reaction. "They must do this every time" – Puck thought and, HOT DAMN, Kurt was now introducing a second finger. He held them still for a moment and then he started move them again. After a few seconds, Blaine's hips jerk up, and his moan was almost a scream.

"Right there, Kurt, right there" – Blaine practically begged. Kurt moved his fingers a certain way again and Blaine's reaction was the same. When Kurt did it a third time, Blaine really screamed and warned "Fuck, Kurt, I'm coming, I'm so close". Kurt hit that magical spot twice more and that was it, Blaine was coming hard on Kurt's mouth. Kurt swallowed every single drop and licked his lips absently and at that sight, Puck couldn't resist anymore. Not two seconds after he was coming too, hard, on Blaine's chest. Kurt stood up and also jerked himself until he came, on Blaine's chest, his come mixing with Puck's.

The boys collapsed on the couch and stood still, trying to recover their breaths and minds. Puck was the first to speak – "Oh My God. That…was...the…best….ever." – he said between breaths.

"Totally." – Blaine agreed, nodding his head – "I didn't know you were into…"

"Me neither." – Puck answered – "But, fuck… Hey, Kurt, why are you so quiet?" – he asked, turning his head to the boy afraid he might have done something wrong.

Kurt just shook his head, his breathing still hard.

"Hey, baby, is there something wrong?" – Blaine asked with a soft tone.

"No. It's just… I never thought I would ever do something like that. Especially with Puck." – Kurt answered, smiling.

"You know, it takes three for a threesome." – Puck said, smirking– "I just was afraid I did something wrong…"

"No, you were perfect." – Kurt said while Blaine agreed with his head.

"So, we are good, right?" – Puck asked, just to be sure.

"Of course… Well, a little dirty." Blaine said, looking down at his chest covered in drying come. The three bust out in laughter.

Puck stood up as he said – "Well, let's get you cleaned then. Help me giving your boyfriend a shower, Porcelain?"

"Sure thing." – Kurt replied with a smile as Blaine stood up too, leading their way to the bathroom.