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"How many guys want me?" Kurt asked. It had been one day since his meeting with Blaine and his first official day as an Anderson Pleasure. He was currently seated in Puck's office and the two of them were looking through the list of people who had requested him so he could choose his other charges for the week. Puck grinned.
"17. And those are only the ones who passed the health checks. There were a lot more." Kurt stared at the man in front of him, bewildered.
"And this is all from just seeing me once?"
"Chastity is usually one of the favorites. Seventeen is an average number." Kurt shook his head in disbelief and leaned back in his chair as he surveyed the 17 Polaroid pictures of men before him.
"I don't even know where to start." Puck shrugged.
"Just pick the ones you think are attractive."
"And they're all healthy? No diseases or anything?"
"Clean as can be." Kurt nodded and crossed his arms, once again looking at the photos before him. "You're over thinking this." Puck said, seeing how indecisive Kurt was being. The paler man looked up at him and arched an eyebrow.
"Well who would you recommend?" Puck sighed and scratched his chin.
"Well, Blaine counts as your first of the week, and past Chastitys have liked…this guy…and this guy." He said, pointing at a good looking blonde and grinning redhead. Underneath each picture, Puck had scribbled a name; the blonde being Daniel James and the redhead was Kevin Martin. Kurt nodded picking up their photos and held them. "Now you just need one more." Kurt bit his lip as he looked through the remaining fifteen pictures, his eyes finally landing on one in the far right corner. He lifted the photo of a man who didn't look that much older than Blaine. He was a brunette with eyes as blue as his own and a smile as if he knew a secret that he wasn't telling. The name under his picture was Eric Strong. "He your last one?" Puck asked. Kurt nodded.
"I think so. Is he a usual?" Puck shook his head.
"He frequents the bar and he comes here all the time, but this is the first time he's requested one of the pleasures."
"Really?"
"Yep. He must think you're pretty special. Congrats."
"Um, thanks?" Puck gathered the rest of the pictures and placed them in a folder before putting them in his desk. He then reached for the three Kurt was holding.
"So." Puck said, placing the pics back on his desk. "When do you wanna do whom?"
"Can I just do them the day after each other? So, tomorrow Daniel, Wednesday Kevin, and Thursday Eric so I can have the weekend off?"
"You will still have to do the personal appearance on the floor."
"And I'll do it before I meet up with Eric." Puck nodded.
"Then you can completely do that. I'll contact the guys and let them know." Kurt rose from his seat.
"So that's it? This is all I've got to do every week?"
"Yep. It's really simple. I do most of the processing and background checks. You just choose the ones you like." Kurt nodded and headed towards the door.
"So, I'm free to go?"
"Yeah. See ya tomorrow, Hummel."
"So how was your first picking?" Kurt jumped practically out of his skin at the unexpected question, quickly turning around to face the asker. He saw Jeremiah Lane standing behind him, chuckling at his reaction. He was two years older and a good three inches taller than Kurt with curly blonde hair and green eyes. He played Patience and had been for over three years, making him the longest lasting pleasure. The two of them as well as others were in the Employee lounge, a room where employees could just do whatever when they weren't working. There was a flat screen TV, a Wii an Xbox 360, a fully stocked fridge, a microwave, a toaster, a coffee maker, couches, bean bag chairs and a state of the art stereo system. All personally paid for by Blaine Anderson. The smaller male rolled his eyes as he took his bag out of his locker, preparing to leave.
"It went fine, Jer." He finally answered. "It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be."
"Who did you pick?"
"Daniel James, Kevin Martin and Eric Strong."
"Eric Strong? Eric Strong requested you?" Both Jeremiah and Kurt turned in the direction the voice had come from to see Nick, who had been doing yoga in the corner, staring at them with wide eyes. Kurt nodded slowly.
"Yes, he did. Why?"
"Because Eric Strong doesn't request anyone." Mike, who had been watching T.V. answered. "Ever. And every single one of us pleasures would like to hit that. Repeatedly." Sam nodded beside him.
"I would tear that ass up without a second's hesitation." Jeremiah rolled his eyes.
"Sam, you would fuck the wall if you could." He said, walking towards the other blonde who simply shrugged.
"I'd deny it, but it's completely true." Kurt rolled his eyes and continued pulling his bag out of his locker and putting it on. "Where ya going, Kurt?" Sam asked, watching him get ready to leave.
"Home. I've got to finish unpacking and moving in."
"Do you want help?" Kurt paused and looked at him to see he was being serious. To his surprise, he couldn't find a single trace of humor on the jokester's face.
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah. It's not like I'm doing anything."
"But aren't you working today?"
"The club doesn't open till 9 and it's not even noon."
"Same here." Mike added. "Besides, the more hands you've got helping you, the sooner it'll get finished." Kurt looked at the four faces staring at him to see them all looking back at him expectantly.
"You all wanna help?"
"Yeah." Nick said. "Plus, this way we can get to know you better, and you get to know us a little better. It'll be like…a Pleasure Get Together." Kurt tried and failed miserably at holding back the smile that spread across his face.
"Sure sounds good." Nick jumped up and rolled up his yoga mat.
"Great!" He exclaimed. "You guys go ahead, and I'll call Jeff and the rest of the guys and we'll meet ya'll there." Kurt nodded. After giving his address to Nick, he left the building with Sam, Jeremiah and Mike in tow. They got in their respective cars and left the back parking lot, Kurt leading the way. The four males drove for about twenty minutes before Kurt finally turned into a condominium complex. The four men pulled into the parking lot and got out of their separate cars. Kurt led them inside the tall skyscraper and they moved into the elevator. They rode it up to the third floor and walked down the hall until they reached the last door on the left. Kurt pulled a key out of his bag and unlocked the door. Mike let out a low whistle as he saw just how high the boxes were stacked.
"Have you unpacked anything?" He asked. Kurt blushed and shook his head.
"Not really. Every time I've tried to start, I see the number of boxes and I don't wanna do it anymore." Sam opened one of the brown boxes and pulled out plates, handing some to Jeremiah.
"Well, no time like the present."
Twenty minutes later, Nick had arrived with Jeff and the other pleasures, Kurt meeting most of them for the first time. He had already met Wes and Jesse and he was introduced to Thad Harwood, Matt Rutherford, Artie Abrams, David Thompson, Trent Nixon and Sebastian Hollow who played Temperance, Greed, Charity, Kindness, Sloth and Envy respectively. When all fourteen pleasures were in Kurt's house, the men quickly set to unpacking the boxes, and by six that evening, they were more than halfway done, Kurt's condo beginning to look the way that he wanted it to.
They were sitting in the living room, some drinking beers, others drinking soda and some sipping water. Nick had been right. This had been the perfect way for Kurt to get to know them all and they had welcomed Kurt with open arms. Nick and Jeff were the only confirmed couple, but the others had slept around with each other, Sam having been with everyone except Kurt. Jesse had been in a committed relationship for two years and Thad had started dating someone he had met at the club a few weeks back. Wes had an obsessive crush on Puck that everyone poked one at him for and Sebastian flat out admitted that if necessary, he would do anything to once again get in Blaine's pants. His bluntness made Kurt uneasy and his stomach turned in knots. The rest of the pleasures were happily single and felt that with their current line of work they would be for a while. The men continued to sit around and talk until there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Who could that be?" Kurt questioned. "All the pleasures are here and I haven't met anyone else." From his spot on the floor, Matt shrugged.
"Answer it and find out." When the knocking started again, Kurt reluctantly got up and walked to the door. He opened it wide and stepped back, shocked at whom was standing in front of him.
"Blaine?" All of the room's occupants looked up at the name, Sebastian listening intently. "What are you doing here?"
"Just wanted to say hi, see how you were adjusting to L.A. and such. Can I come in?" Kurt nodded and he stepped back to allow the older male inside his house. Blaine stopped in his tracks once he saw the living room full of people. He smirked and crossed his arms. "Hey guys."
"Hello, Mr. Anderson." His employees replied in unison.
"What are you all doing here?"
"We were helping Kurt unpack and get situated." Sebastian replied, grinning. "We were being good people." Blaine rolled his eyes and shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Well I'm very proud of you then. But aren't most of you working tonight? Cause if so then you should get going." Matt stood up and stretched.
"Why? What time is it?"
"7:15, and you all know that you've got to be in costume, character and ready to go at 8:30." There were mumbles about a killjoy heard all around the room as the guys got off the couches and floors, picking up their cans and bottles with them. "Yeah, yeah. I'm the bad guy. I'm gonna remember this the next time I'm signing your checks." This earned a laugh from the group and slowly the house began to clear out until only Kurt, Blaine. Nick, Jeff and Wes were left.
"Don't you three have anywhere to go?"
"We're all off so, if it's alright with Kurt, we're just gonna hang here a little while longer." Kurt nodded.
"Go ahead, but the minute you start mentioning all of your Puck filled fantasies, you're gone." Wes flushed but nodded in agreement while Nick and Jeff laughed. As the couple started poking fun at their friend, Blaine turned back to Kurt, who had been trying his best to not openly stare. Kurt bit his lip.
"Why are you here?" He quietly asked. Blaine chuckled.
"I told you. To make sure that you were adjusting to the difference and that you were okay and all." Kurt nodded.
"But you could've just called and asked."
"True, but I could have called and you might have told me you were fine when in reality you might have been hanging upside down over a boiling pot while three witches danced manically around you." Kurt was silent as he searched the other male's face. He was stunned to see that the man was being dead serious.
"Boiling pot? Dancing witches? Really, Blaine?" He shrugged.
"I have a slightly overactive imagination. Sue me. But like I was saying, you could have told me everything was alright when really everything was wrong. So I decided to see for myself. I prefer to handle affairs in person rather than over the phone. But, if you ever need to get in contact with me and you physically can't reach me, I want you to have this." He reached into his back pocket and handed Kurt a small white card with two numbers written on it, and his name on the bottom. "The first is my cell, and the second is my home office, which you should only use as a last resort because I always have my cell on me and it's always on." Kurt nodded and looked down at the card in his hand, already mentally memorizing both numbers.
"Is that all?"
"No, it's not. I don't think I told you before that if you ever need anything, have any problems or just wanna talk or possibly hang out, don't be afraid to come to me. Because as corny as it sounds, you and the rest of the pleasures are not just my devastatingly attractive workers. You're also my devastatingly attractive friends who can come to me for anything. Don't ever forget that." Before Kurt could answer, Blaine had pulled him to him in a tight hug. Kurt quickly recuperated and placed his arms around Blaine's back, marveling at the muscle he could feel beneath the shirt and jacket. When Blaine pulled away, Kurt allowed his fingers to stay on the body a little longer than necessary, his hands finally coming to a rest at his sides. Blaine smiled.
"Well, I'll see ya later, Hummel." He then turned around to the room's seated occupants. "Montgomery. Sterling. Duval." He then proceeded to walk out of the front door, shutting it quietly behind him. Kurt walked back into the living room and flopped down on one of his couches, staring intently at the card in his hand. When he finally looked up he saw, Jeff, Nick and Wes staring at him with matching knowing looks.
"What?" He asked, suddenly feeling hot as his skin flushed with color.
"Don't play dumb. We saw that." Wes firmly stated.
"Saw what?"
"All of it. In the past year and a half, I have watched two pleasures, three bartenders, one bouncer and six of Puck's assistant managers fall head over heels in love with Blaine Tristian Anderson and you by far have fallen the fastest and the hardest." Jeff and Nick nodded in agreement. Kurt shook his head trying to deny what he knew was the truth.
"No, I'm not in love with him. Yeah, I think he's cute but that's it. Besides, he's my employer it would be unprofessional."
"He slept with you the first day he met you. That doesn't sound very professional to me." Jeff added. Kurt arched an eyebrow.
"Didn't he sleep with you all as well?"
"That's beside the point!" Nick interjected. "We've seen everyone fall for his charm only to be completely shut down soon after. But…he has yet to do that with you." Kurt immediately sat up straight, intrigued.
"What do you mean?"
"I have never once seen nor heard of Blaine making a house call."
"He came to give me his number. I'm sure he gave it to you-"
"Oh, he did. Only he did it in Puck's office in broad daylight. He wasn't lying about not liking to call over the phone but whenever he wants to talk to any of us, he either does it at the club or asks us to meet him in a public place. He has never once gone to the home of a pleasure, and I know he has every single one of our addresses on file. Obviously, since he got here." Kurt shook his head at his brunette friend.
"What are you saying?" Wes laughed at the question.
"Clearly we are saying that you've got a thing for Anderson. And we think that he just might have a thing for you too."
"Hey! Chastity! Can I buy you a drink?" That was the fifth time that Kurt had heard someone say that in the past four minutes. Kurt politely shook his head no and continued towards the bar. He was roaming the dance floor of Anderson's Loft in full costume, including wings. It was Thursday, his last day with his last client. Daniel and Kevin had both been nice, making sure that he had been satisfied, and even cuddling afterwards and asking him for his real name. Kurt had originally thought that he'd have a problem with having sex with random strangers but he found that Nick had been right. It was a complete turn-on. The pale brunette glanced at the wall clock and sighed inwardly. There was still an hour before he had to meet Eric for their appointment and even though he liked the continuous and very vocal attention from the guys, it was a bit overwhelming.
"The usual." He shouted to the bartender who quickly brought him a Shirley Temple. He took it and headed up to the second level of the club, where it was less crowded and he could calmly wait till he had to go meet Eric. From his spot on top of a table he could see both Mike and Jeff-who were also patrolling the club as their personas-grinding on two of the guys who had offered to pay for his drinks. He rolled his eyes and took another sip of his drink.
"Chastity?" Kurt looked up at the sound of his stage name being called and was graced with a face that he had only seen before in a picture that didn't do it justice. The man before him smiled, and he could have sworn his heart stopped. He had dark and long brown hair that swooped into his blue eyes. The male was taller and broader than he was and his defined muscles could clearly been seen through his clothing. Kurt bit his lip and nodded as Eric Strong's smile grew wider. "I'm Eric." Kurt chucked.
"I'd tell you mine, but you already know it. Is there something I can help you with?" He asked innocently, hoping the guy would catch on and play along. He did.
"Not really. I just wanted to tell you that you are without a doubt the most attractive angel I have ever seen." The blush that spread across the pleasure's face was as real as possible.
"Well thank you. Is that all?" Eric shook his head.
"Do you wanna dance?"
"Stefan, what are you doing here?" Matt asked once he and the guy he had been dancing on were in the back alley behind Anderson's Loft. "If Puck finds out you're here, he'll kill you." The man named Stefan scoffed and crossed his arms. He was the same height, same age and shared the same birthday as the pleasure in front of him but he couldn't be more opposite. His blonde hair was gelled back and his brown eyes were unfeeling as he stared at the Asian man in front of him.
"And why would he do that or care?" Mike glared at him.
"After we broke up, I went on a rant to him about all the horrible things you did to me while we were dating and he said if he ever saw you again he'd strangle you." Stefan arched an eyebrow.
"Horrible things? Like what?"
"You stole money out of my bank account."
"I admitted to it, didn't I?"
"You sold my items on ebay. Without asking me first."
"I gave you half of the profit!"
"You cheated on me twice! With my sister!"
"So?"
"You're gay Stefan!"
"Everyone experiments every now and then." Mike rolled his eyes and sighed.
"This is why we broke up, Stef! You could never commit, you were never serious about us and I hated feeling like I was the only one who wanted the relationship and I refuse to go back to that!" Stefan's eyes widened and he looked mildly ashamed. He stepped closer and grabbed Mike's arm.
Come on, Mikey. There's got to be some part of our relationship that wasn't that bad." Mike tried to pull out of his grip but only succeeded in Stefan pulling him closer.
"Please the only good thing when we were together was the sex." Stefan arched an eyebrow.
"Really?" Mike immediately regretted his comment.
"Stefan, I know what you're thinking and we're not doing it here in an alley. Besides I've got to get back out there-" Stefan however wasn't listening and turned him to face the wall, his front firmly against Mike's back. "Stefan no! I don't want this!"
"Really?" The other man breathed. "Cause you weren't exactly pushing me away when we were inside in fact you were practically riding me. Don't fight it, baby. You already admitted that you missed it." As he said this, he reached one hand forward to unbutton the other man's jeans, Mike not stopping him. Stefan leaned forward and kissed his neck repeatedly, trying to get the other male to relax and it was working, Mike relaxing into the warm body behind him. Soon, he was willingly shimmying out of the skinny jeans he wore as Diligence, with nothing underneath.
"Wanna know a secret?" Stefan asked. Mike nodded, biting his lip.
"Yes."
"I missed the sex too." Mike groaned and turned around, pulling Stefan's face to his and kissing him deeply. Stefan grinned in the kiss, mentally thinking that that was the easiest he had ever had to try to get Mike horny in the six months they had been together and the four since they had been broken up. The Asian man wrapped his arms around his lover, firmly keeping him in place. Stefan pulled back from the kiss and laid his head on Mike's shoulder, the pleasure using the wall to support himself and keep remain upright. "I miss kissing you and sucking you and fucking the shit out of you." Mike groaned and shut his eyes tightly as he wrapped his hand around his dick. Stefan saw this and slapped his hand away, replacing it with his own. "Fuck, Michael. I forgot how hot I find it when you're like this. Completely at my mercy." Mike scoffed breathlessly.
"You…you always were diligent. You…you should have…been the pleasure…" Stefan chuckled, speeding up his hand movements.
"No thanks babe. Plus, I get a kick out of watching all these guys drool over you. It's become one of my biggest turn ons."
"What's…another one…that I don't know?" Stefan grinned before moving in close until his lips were right against Mike's ear.
"Watching. You. Cum." Mike's eyes rolled in the back of his head and his hips jutted forward of their own accord. Before he could warn Stefan, he was cumming all over the other man's hand who was grinning wickedly as he watched his ex fall to pieces because of him. When he was finally spent, Mike fell to the ground, his butt hitting the cold concrete. He looked up to see Stefan cleaning his hand with his tongue. The two stared at each other in silence, both reflecting on what they had just done and had been doing for over a month. When his hand was spunk free, Stefan stuck them in his pocket and nodded at the man on the ground. "We should do this again soon." Mike shook his head.
"No, Stef. This is it. This is the last time." Stefan nodded.
"Sure babe. See ya next week."
"Thank you for the dance." Kurt said as he and Eric entered one of the upstairs bedrooms and he locked it behind them. It was finally time for "Chastity" to come out and the time that both mattered and Eric had paid for. The two had danced for the past hour, laughing and talking in between. Now that it was time for the actual act to go down, neither were fully sure how to go about it. Kurt decided since he was the one being paid, he should make the first move. He stepped away from the door and walked to the middle of the room where Eric was calmly standing. "You're really nice, Eric. I like you." Eric smiled.
"I like you too, Chastity. And I meant what I said about how you are the most beautiful angel I've ever seen." He said, taking a moment to run his hands down the part where Chastity's wings met with his back, causing a shiver to run down the smaller man's back.
"Thank you. Now Eric, I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I don't plan on having sex until I'm married, but I would very much like to kiss you. And I'd appreciate it if you'd kiss me back. But if you don't want to, I'd completely understand." He said, blushing the whole time. Eric chuckled, running a hand gently through his hair.
"Actually, I was hoping we could just talk." Kurt arched an eyebrow.
"What?"
"I'd like to get to know you better. The real you. Not the performer. I want to get to know you…Kurt."
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