A/N: This is the chapter I am most eager to get out! I'm hoping for some positive responses because this was the first time I've written smut!
I'm sorry for the long wait. I didn't mean to have you wait this long for an update.
I got a little careless and anxious at the end so the story may have been better if I took my time but I still hope it's good.
"What am I doing?" Blaine wondered as he drug Kurt up the stairs to his apartment. He felt like the elevator would slow them down. Or maybe time was, but soon enough they were standing outside Blaine's apartment. Blaine was busy fumbling with his keys as Kurt asked him questions, "What are you doing? Blaine, what's going on? What's this sudden rush? Why did you nearly pull my arm off? Blaine, I need an explanation." and after the last statement Blaine finally got the door unlocked and he signaled Kurt in. Kurt gave Blaine one last quizzical look before stepping into the little home. Blaine came in behind him and closed the door.
Kurt sat down his bag. That's when Blaine noticed he had one with him the entire time, "Must've held those tight shorts he was wearing earlier." Blaine pondered as he studied the bag he just noticed.
"So, are you going to tell me why you were in such a hurry to get me up here. I just asked-" Blaine cut Kurt off by pressing his lips on the stripper's. They were soft, warm, and welcoming. He couldn't remember how Brinley's lips tasted, but they were nothing like Kurt's. Kurt's were better. Blaine let out a heavy sigh, the feeling of relief wash over him, but still he felt unsure and guilty, "Would this be considered cheating?" He questioned before quickly pulling his lips away from Kurt's. The pair stood looking at each other for a moment before Blaine whispered "bedroom" in Kurt's face then smirked. Kurt looked into Blaine's eyes and Blaine could tell he was scanning them for lies but the kiss Kurt planted back told Blaine he found none.
Blaine grasped his hands on Kurt's shoulders and pulled the man closer to him as he pressed into Kurt's kiss, there erections now fully grinding on the other. Kurt's left hand went for Blaine's upper back and his right to the back of Blaine's head. Blaine pulled Kurt along as they walked toward Blaine's bedroom, lips still locked.
They fumbled their way through the open doorway and across the room to the bed. Kurt tripped on one of the legs and fell backward on to the mattress. Blaine pulled up for a breath and looked down at Kurt's blue eyes as a million things crossed his mind, "This isn't happening. I'm not turned on by a man. I'm not about to have sex with Kurt. I'm not trying to slip his shirt off..." Blaine looked down at his hands, "Oh shit, I'm trying to slip off his shirt." He hadn't noticed his hands trace down Kurt's torso to reach for the bottom of his shirt, and when he did he never made an effort to stop them, and Kurt didn't try to stop him either. In fact, he was helping him. Blaine felt the warmth of Kurt's hand touch his own as they began to slide up the shirt together. Within seconds, the shirt was slipped off and thrown across the room.
Blaine began to reach for the zipper of Kurt's pants when he felt Kurt wrap his arms and legs around his shoulders and waist and pulled Blaine on top of him. He continued to cradle Blaine as so as Kurt leaned in to Blaine's face and whispered, "Top or bottom?"
Blaine pulled away and took a couple of steps back. Kurt sat up and looked expectantly at him. "No, it has to stop here!" Blaine's mind ordered, "Bottom." Blaine's mouth said, then he moved back to the bed. Kurt grabbed him and quickly swiveled Blaine on to his back on the bed. As soon as it happened, and Kurt was on top of him Blaine forgot everything. About Brinley. About the sexuality he thought he was. All he could think about was wanting Kurt, and this time, Blaine didn't mind. Their lips pressed against each other. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and held him. Kurt's right hand was rubbing Blaine's left shoulder then traced its way down to Blaine's pants. He then unbuttoned and unzipped them before pulling back and looking down at Blaine as he caught his breath.
"I- I don't have any-" Blaine stopped mid-sentence as Kurt's lips touched his neck. Blaine rolled his eyes back as the gently kisses Kurt was planting on him aroused him even more.
Blaine groaned as his head nestled in toward Kurt's as Kurt continued to kiss it. Kurt made his way up Blaine's neck and to his ear and whispered, "It's okay, I have some." Then went on to suck the lobe causing a quiet whimper to come out of Blaine.
Blaine threw his head back and let out a forced breath, "Kurt." He breathed as Kurt traced Blaine's face with his lips then locked them on Blaine's, "Kurt" He breathed again, this time a little louder.
"Yeah?" Kurt moved his head back so he could see more of Blaine.
Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's neck, kissed the man quickly but passionately, then said, "I need it now." Kurt blinked twice before rolling off of Blaine.
"I'll be right back." Kurt said then walked out of the room. He came back in a moment later with his bag. He threw it on the floor next to the bed and jumped back on top of Blaine and joined their lips back together.
Kurt finally began to work on Blaine's pants again. He started at the waist. Kurt kissed Blaine's neck as he began to tug the jeans down. He moved his face down with the jeans and began planting little kisses on Blaine's left leg the farther they went. One on the side of his thigh, next to the knee cap, a couple little kisses down the leg and then the pants were slipped right off and fell to the floor. Blaine's hard erection protruding from his briefs. Blaine noticed Kurt was still for only a moment, his eyes lingered around his cock before he crawled back up and ran his hands up Blaine's body and under his shirt which he pulled over his head and threw it across the room before meeting Blaine's lips again.
Blaine began toying with Kurt's jeans. He unbuttoned them and with Kurt's help got them pulled off the man. Now the only thin between them is the cloth covering their penises.
"Kurt... now..." Blaine growled flirtatiously as he could feel himself ready to come. Kurt practically ripped off Blaine's briefs and grabbed his bag off the floor.
Blaine gripped his pillow as he tried to hold back the come. Kurt whipped out a condom and proceeded to open it and put it on Blaine's erection.
"Funny." Kurt said as he began to pull it up, "Usually the bottom gives the blow job and usually I'm doing this without a condom but since this is clearly your first time-"
"Kurt!" Blaine groaned between gritted teeth and just like that Kurt was down and his mouth was wrapped around Blaine's rubber-covered penis. Blaine began to release his grip on the pillow and relieve himself.
Blaine moaned at the feeling of Kurt sucking gingerly on the condom-wrapped cock. Even with the piece of rubber around him it still felt good. Blaine began to writhe involuntarily, thrusting in toward Kurt as he began to suck deeper and deeper until he could feel his dick hit the back of Kurt's mouth and still the stripper did not stop. Blaine continued to push forward into Kurt. Kurt wrapped his hand around the remainder of Blaine's penis and began to thrust his mouth slowly, up and down but hard. It felt as if he was trying to suck the rubber off of Blaine's cock to swallow the oozing come. That's the whole glory of a blowjob on the blowers end Blaine learned, from what he's seen on porn videos he had watched before.
Blaine finally refused to let Kurt's urge go much further and it felt like Kurt was beginning to pull back anyway, so he slowly slipped out. Kurt took off the condom, "Maybe next time I'll be able to do it without the barrier." He giggled as he leaned in to kiss Blaine's neck again.
"Next time!" Blaine wasn't sure if his eyes widened because of arousal or fear, "What does he mean next time!" For a second he remembered everything but he forgot again when the kiss turned into a ginger biting. It felt... so... right!
Blaine slightly struggled as he tried to get Kurt's underwear off the man, but with his help they got them off and thrown on the floor, his bare, hard cock was just above him. It was- huge, "Now I understand why the women love you." Blaine nearly laughed as he resisted the urge to blow Kurt as Kurt did to him. Kurt looked down at himself and then back at Blaine. A small blush was noticeable on his cheeks, "I've never actually fully gone naked on stage." And before Blaine could question the gorgeous stripper Kurt's mouth fell on Blaine's.
"What!?"
Blaine felt like pulling away and questioning this man. A stripper! Blaine expected he'd do a full nude performance at least once.
Suddenly Blaine didn't care as he could feel Kurt's tongue lick hungrily around Blaine's lips, asking for an entry. Blaine obliged and the tongue shot its way in like a cobra catching its prey. Kurt's head bobbed with the movements of his tongue, their bodies rubbed against each other and with each swift movement happening on Blaine's bed the more the man wanted the stripper.
"Hmph!" Blaine writhed underneath Kurt as he slowly pulled back from the kiss, "Kurt..." Blaine breathed. Kurt's tongue found its way back into Blaine's mouth which caused him to moan. He wriggled again as he moved his mouth enough to murmur, "Fuck... Kurt..." And as if Kurt knew what he was going to say he began brushing his arm along the floor and grabbed his bag. Kurt sat up slightly to pull out another fresh condom, unwrapped it, and slipped it around his penis. The stripper dug back into the bag and grabbed a bottle of lubricant before tossing it back on the ground. The label of the lube was torn and all Blaine could read was a capital 'A' at the top and 'L-ant' in smaller letters underneath that Blaine knew was the word lubricant.
Kurt began massaging Blaine's shoulders. Without saying a word Blaine knew what he wanted. He began squirming around on the bed as Kurt continued to massage him until Blaine was completely turned and laying on his stomach. Kurt squirted the lubricant on his hands and lathered it on his cock then squirted some on his fingers and proceeded to insert them inside Blaine.
Kurt started with his index finger and began its entrance. He circled it around the hole. Blaine's eyes rolled back as he tried to suppress a moan that was eagerly awaiting to escape his lips. Then in went the middle finger. Blaine moaned in delight; he couldn't hide it anymore. The last finger went in and after a few swivels Kurt pulled them out, confirming they were both ready.
Kurt nibbled lightly on Blaine's shoulder as he let his penis make its first entry. Blaine gasped from the sensational feeling. It went in slowly. Kurt thrust along as he continued to bite gingerly on Blaine's shoulder. He wriggled his hips around slowly as his dick moved in a little more.
"Mmmm" What more could Blaine say? But when Kurt concluded the entry and he was in all the way Blaine could no longer whimper. He was able to get out his first words, "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Kurt!"
Kurt's thrusts intensified as he brushed his lips up from Blaine's shoulder to his neck. Blaine grasped at his bed sheets as his eyes bulged out of their sockets from the pleasure. Blaine lifted one arm up and reached behind him and wrapped it around Kurt's neck. He gently pushed down on Kurt asking for him to suck on his neck. Blaine found his neck to be extra arousing. Kurt did as he was silently asked to do.
Blaine's hand went back to grasping the sheets. He held on to it as tight as he could until his knuckles went white. He bit down his lip that quivered before letting out a little yelp. Then his mind flashed to Brinley and the situation he was in, "Kurt..." He whispered as he tried to move his head and neck away from Kurt's lips. He couldn't let the sex go on.
E/N: Again. so sorry to keep you waiting and I truly think I could have done a little better but I was anxious and blah... blah... blah...