Rachel Berry with Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel

Rachel waited in the doctor's office for Blaine and Kurt. Finally, the door opened, and the two gay men walked in.

"About time you two showed up," Jesse St. James, Rachel's husband, spoke up from his place against the far wall.

"Sorry, we overslept," Kurt fretted. He and his husband took seats flanking Rachel. The doctor then explained her findings from an earlier test they had done to determine if Rachel could be a surrogate mother for the two men's baby.

"She is qualified: physically, medically, emotionally. But there is one catch: we have deemed her unable to be impregnated via in-vitro fertilization."

Kurt and Blaine's hearts sank at these words. That one catch meant their dreams for a baby were pretty much shot to hell.

"Of course, you could always still have Mrs. St. James get pregnant with your child via natural procreation." At the doctor's words, all three friends heads snapped up.

"N-Natural?" Rachel stammered. Was the doctor really suggesting she sleep with either Blaine or Kurt? She looked to her husband, fearful of his reaction. Jesse, however, only raised an eyebrow, and…was he trying to hide a smirk? She could have smacked him. How could he possibly think the prospect of his wife being sexually conquered by two other men was funny?

"Of course, if that is uncomfortable for any of you, Kurt and Blaine could always try to find a new surrogate…"

"No," Blaine said suddenly. "We accepted Rachel's offer because she was somebody we know. We feel more comfortable with that. And…I don't think the natural means is impossible." He looked to Kurt, who nodded, even though there was still terror in his eyes. A look at Rachel, who bit her lip and nodded. She would do this for her friends. It would pay them back and then some for all they had helped her with in her life.

A night was set for Rachel to stay at Blaine and Kurt's place for what Jesse had sensitively code-named "the sleepover." That evening, Rachel and Jesse arrived at the gay couple's apartment. Kurt greeted them very nervously. Blaine was more calm about the whole affair.

"So," said Jesse to his wife. "I'll pick you up in the morning, yeah?"

Rachel nodded. Then, just as she was heading inside, she spun back around and threw herself at Jesse. She kissed him deeply, wanting to let him know all she was feeling: asking for his forgiveness for doing this, letting him know she had no desire to betray him and would remain faithful to him even in this, and that she loved him. When they broke apart, Jesse nodded. He understood.

As Blaine and Kurt made to close the door, Jesse held it open. "I am only going to say this once, so listen carefully: You both damn well better be good to her, because if you aren't….I will break both of your necks. Got it?" Blaine murmured what sounded like "Yes, sir" while Kurt let out something between a whimper and a squeak.

The boys joined Rachel where she was already waiting in their bedroom. She looked up, terrified, when they came in.

"So, what should we do first?" Kurt asked. Rachel gawked at him, and then suddenly burst into tears. She turned away from them.

"Rachel," Blaine said gently, coming to stand behind her. "Look at me." Rachel hiccupped and shook her head. "Look at me, Rachel." When she did, Blaine suddenly leaned in and kissed her full on the mouth. Rachel was so surprised, she did not pull away until Blaine did, lingering only to kiss away her tears.

"That might take away the awkwardness. Kurt and I wouldn't dream of hurting you. We love you - so much, especially that you are willing to do this. We promised Jesse we would be good to you, and that's what we'll do." He looked to Kurt to back him up, who nodded. Kurt approached her and kissed her lips quickly. Rachel looked and felt a lot better.

"I…I want you both to sleep with me," she said, eyeing pointedly at Kurt. "Whoever turns out to be the father is the father." The boys nodded.

Kurt stood before Rachel. He awkwardly kissed her. After the briefest instant, he pulled away. Rachel smiled shyly, and that seemed to give the more effeminate boy courage. He took her in his arms and kissed her more confidently. Rachel softened, and leaned into him, wrapping her arms around her best friend to deepen the kiss. Her tongue flicked out and licked his lips, letting him know that he did not need to feel awkward. Kurt opened his mouth, allowing Rachel to enter. Meanwhile, Blaine stood behind Rachel, his hands roaming everywhere along her body. He kissed her hair and the bare skin of her neck, as he boldly slipped one hand down into her paints. Rachel nearly choked as she gasped into Kurt's mouth and abruptly pulled away.

"Wait," she hissed. She quickly removed her top, revealing a bare chest only covered in silky bra. She resumed kissing Kurt, as Blaine removed her bra, and cupped her breasts in his hands, kneading them. At the same time, Kurt's hands were roaming and now it was his turn to force a palm down Rachel's pants to stroke her center.

"Ahhhaaa!" Rachel let out a high-pitched yelp. Her brown eyes were wide. Blaine smirked and leaned to whisper in her ear:

"Do you like that, you little slut?" Rachel whimpered and nodded fervently. She turned her head and captured Blaine's lips in a passionate kiss. When they separated, she managed to croak out. "Bathtub. Immediately."

The three turned on the tap of the tub in the bathroom and did not even wait for it to fill up before clambering in, laughing like little schoolchildren. Once the water was off, the three lay together in the suds, arms wrapped around each other. Rachel was actually smiling.

"I love you boys so much. Now…let's make us a baby." At this, Kurt seemed fearful again.

"Let Blaine do it."

"Why?" Rachel questioned. "Is it because you think he's more man enough than you to take me? You've never even wanted to know what it feels like to make love to a girl?" When Kurt did not answer, she smiled sympathetically, yet her voice remained playfully firm. "We are not leaving this tub until you get me off, Kurt Hummel. I'll help you. Here…"

She gently groped for his manhood and began to stroke her hand over it's length. She watched with satisfaction as Kurt, one of the gayest men she had ever known, respond. He groaned and his eyes seemed to cloud over. His manhood expanded in her hand with clear arousal - an excellent first step. Rachel grinned deviously, pleased with herself that she was able to induce such a reaction.

"Do you like that, you little slut?" she hissed, turning Blaine's words back onto his husband. Kurt's head bobbed up and down. Rachel went further. She took his length in her mouth and began to suckle on it. Kurt's hands fisted in her hand and he cried out. Rachel tenderly slowed her feasting and gave his tip one last lick. She smiled when she saw Kurt looking so tense and yet so relaxed. She swallowed him again and sucked harder. After a bit, she suddenly heard a sharp "JESUS!" Kurt came in her mouth and she gulped his juices greedily. Kurt made to make room for Blaine, but Rachel stopped him.

"Ah, ah, ah. I said you had to get me off." She seized Kurt's dick as though she now owned it and guided him into her. Then she yanked him close and kissed him hard.

"Mmmm…."she moaned into his mouth. "Fuck me." Kurt began to gradually do her bidding, Rachel gently encouraging him even as she began to scream and thrash about as they rode each other. Finally, she screeched, "KURT!" as she climaxed at last. They separated, and Rachel kissed him deeply. "Thank you," she breathed. "You were wonderful. Take a break." She then faced the other man beside them, who looked like he was about to die from want. "Come here, you."

Blaine and Rachel kissed sensuously, groaning into each other's lips. When Rachel could stand the teasing no longer, she tore away from the kiss and growled: "Blaine. Inside me. Now." Blaine did as he was told. He thrust himself inside of Rachel's womanhood, stretching and expanding, eventually finding a rhythm.

"Oh God! Oh God! Oh, yes! Blaine, sweetheart you're wonder - OH!" Rachel squealed. She pulled him in deeper by clutching at his bare arse with one hand, even as she clawed at his back with the other. She wanted to be sure he was buried within her, down to the hilt. With a scream of his name - "BLAINE!" - as she came, the lovemaking stopped. All three gazed at each other in wonder and happiness. Rachel kissed each of them with intense love and pride.

"I hope it's twins with each one of you being a father."

It turned out she was wrong. 9 months later, a boy was born to her whom she named Finn Hudson Anderson-Hummel. Blaine, of course, was his father.