Warning: this part contains smut, so if you don't want to read it you don't have to.
Also I don't own Glee.
[new years]
Kurt straightened his cardigan as he stood outside Blaine's house. He hadn't been able to see Blaine since the night the exchanged their presents, and he wanted to show the older man the cardigan in person, like he wanted. This time, Kurt dressed it up with a black button up shirt underneath and a silver tie, pairing the ensemble with some snug fitting black trousers—the teen dressing up for New Years.
Blaine opened the door, jaw dropping at the sight before him. How was he lucky enough to have this as his boyfriend?
"I-uh- thought we could go out to eat, since we have mostly stayed in." Blaine said pushing his impure thoughts out of his head.
Kurt smiled and nodded. "I wasn't sure what to wear, is this okay?"
Blaine's eyes traveled the length of Kurt's body, holding back a moan. "It's perfect. So are you ready?" He asked holding out his arm.
Accepting the arm, Kurt walked with Blaine over to the parked car.
"Is this a 2005 Shelby Series 1? 4.0 liter V8 engine? Oh god! Is it supercharged?"
Smiling, Blaine's heart swelled watching his boyfriend's enthusiasm. "It is supercharged and maybe if you're good, I'll let you drive?"
"Could I really?" Kurt asked, now climbing into the passenger seat.
"Of course, I would even let you look under the hood." Blaine said pulling out of his driveway and revving the engine.
-.-
[first time]
The couple walked back into Blaine's house after a delicious dinner at M at Miranova. They sat on the couch, Blaine pulling Kurt closer to him. Bending his head down, Blaine placed a kiss on Kurt's lips. Kurt tangled his fingers into Blaine's curls, deepening the kiss.
Pushing Blaine down on the couch, Kurt straddled him and parted his mouth to allow Blaine's tongue in. Moving his hips in a circular motion, both men let out a moan.
The moan popping Blaine's mind out of the haze.
"Kurt, we have to stop." Blaine panted, pushing Kurt's shoulders trying to get him to sit back.
Kurt moved so he was still straddling Blaine's legs, but now sitting.
"I don't want to stop. I love you, Blaine. And I want you to make love to me." He said before leaning forward, capturing Blaine's lips again.
"Kurt, I love you too, but, are you sure? I don't want to pressure you into anything."
Kurt nodded, "More sure than I've been in my life."
Standing, Blaine held out his hand, and once Kurt grabbed it and the pair made their way to the bedroom—a place Kurt had only seen during a brief tour, well as brief as a tour through this house could be.
After settling both of them on the bed, Blaine slowly started kissing Kurt—first his lips, then cheek, then chin, and working his way slowly down Kurt's neck as his fingers worked at the buttons of Kurt's cardigan. After the cardigan was off, Blaine worked the buttons of the dress shirt.
Finally the cardigan and shirt were off Kurt, who then sat up and quickly pulled off his undershirt. A bush crept up his face as he saw his boyfriend stare at his torso.
Kurt wrapped his arms around himself, trying to hide from view.
Blaine pulled Kurt's arms aside and started placing little kisses down Kurt's chest. "Don't try to cover yourself, you're beautiful." He whispered before taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking—eliciting a high pitch moan from Kurt. Switching to the other nipple, Blaine made that one stand at attention as well.
Kissing lower, Blaine began unbuttoning Kurt's trousers and pulled them down enough to release Kurt's aching cock.
Knowing this was caused by him, Blaine moaned at the sight. He licked the precum off the tip, hearing Kurt let out a whine. Smirking, Blaine opened his mouth and sucked the head of Kurt's dick.
"Oh god! More!" Kurt screamed out.
Relaxing his throat, Blaine let Kurt's member slide down his throat until his nose was buried in the light brown hair at the base. He hallowed out his cheeks and pulled back, his tongue circling around the head.
Kurt could feel the tightening in his abdomen, "Blaine, I'm gunna cum." He tried to warn, but only made the older man speed up and suck harder.
Finally, the coiling in Kurt's stomach snapped as he came sending spurts of come down Blaine's throat, which the man greedily swallowed.
Panting, Kurt grabbed one of Blaine's hands, pulling the man up to lay next to him on the bed.
"I thought you were supposed to make love to me?" Kurt questioned, still trying to catch his breath.
Blaine smirked, "Who said we were done?" he asked before placing a kiss on Kurt's lips. Blaine climbed off the bed and quickly undressed himself.
Blaine dug around in his night stand, pulling out a bottle of lube. Kurt's eyes grew even wider when he heard the snick of the bottle opening.
Climbing back onto the bed, Blaine poured a generous amount on his fingers, and while letting it warm up he leaned down and kissed Kurt.
"I need you to tell me if you are in any pain. It will sting a bit and be uncomfortable, but it shouldn't hurt too bad."
Kurt nodded, and gasped when he felt Blaine's finger circle around his hole. Slowly the finger pushed in and Kurt took a deep breath, not ready for the strange feeling.
Blaine slowly pumped his finger in and out of Kurt, feeling his muscles loosen. Soon he added a second finger, scissoring to open Kurt up more. He moved his fingers around trying to find that bundle of nerves, smiling when Kurt screamed out—knowing he finally found it. He added a third finger, stretching Kurt while still rubbing against the prostate.
Kurt felt Blaine pull all of his fingers out, whining at the loss.
"Are you ready?" Blaine asked in rough voice.
Kurt nodded, and watched Blaine pick up the lube ready to slick up his cock.
"Condom." Kurt said, forcefully.
Blaine stopped his movement, "I'm clean, I get tested regularly."
Shaking his head, Kurt looked up at Blaine pleading with his eyes. "Condom."
Nodding, Blaine searched around in his night stand again, this time pulling out a square foil package. Ripping it open with his teeth, Blaine pulled the condom out and quickly rolled it down his hard length.
Leaning back over Kurt, Blaine grabbed a hold of his hard cock and looked Kurt directly in the eyes. "I love you," he whispered before pushing into Kurt's waiting hole.
Kurt moaned at the strange sensation, not believing he could ever feel this full. Blaine inched in, slowly, not wanting to hurt his boyfriend.
"More," Kurt moaned, wanting to feel closer to his love.
Finally, Blaine was buried into Kurt, with Kurt's cheeks pressing against his thighs. Blaine pulled out so only the head of this cock was left inside of Kurt, then pushing forward. Keeping the up the rhythm, Blaine did speed up slightly.
Though Kurt had came not long before, he could feel his orgasm building.
"Blaine," he moaned, gasping when Blaine's hand grabbed a hold of Kurt's once again leaking cock. Blaine began pumping Kurt's hard length in time with his thrusts into the teen.
Kurt's orgasm came quickly he had no time to warn Blaine. Feeling Kurt's perfectly tight hole contract around him, Blaine couldn't hold off his own release, coming just after Kurt.
Carefully pulling out, Blaine removed the condom, tying it, and throwing it into the trash can. Standing up, Blaine went into the bathroom coming back with a damp washcloth. He cleaned Kurt up as best as he could, then tossing the cloth toward the bathroom door.
Climbing into bed, and pulling up the covers, Blaine pulled Kurt closer to him, whispering, "I love you," to the now sleeping boy.