Chapter 10, Part 2 (split due to loading issues.. sorry!)


Sighing, Kurt was half-afraid of waking up from this beautiful dream-like setting. Never could he have imagined being here…

Kurt had enjoyed being a passenger, as Blaine drove them in Tom's borrowed car. They went over the bridge, the day bright and clear. Kurt had been very charmed when Blaine had parked in the seaside town of Sausalito. Walking hand in hand, it had been a lovely afternoon of browsing through the art galleries and boutiques.

Blaine guided them to a small Mexican restaurant, and they sat on the patio with a lovely view of the bay, sharing fish tacos and quesadillas, sipping icy cold Coronas.

Very content with their date, Kurt had been surprised when instead of heading back to the car; Blaine had guided them towards the harbor. When he waved to a middle-aged man on a small sailboat before hopping onboard, Kurt's jaw actually dropped.

"You want me to get onto that?" Kurt asked, incredulous, looking over the tiny sailboat. One gust of wind, and the small boat would flip over, surely drowning all three of them.

Chuckling, Blaine held out his hand to Kurt. "It's perfectly safe, Kurt. This boat is for up to six people."

Biting his lip, Kurt was glad that Blaine had made him change into sneakers and comfortable clothes as he jumped onto the wobbly boat. Blaine held Kurt's arm, leading him to the back of the boat to settle down on the cushioned bench seating.

"Greg, this is Kurt. Kurt, Greg is Tom's brother." Blaine completed the introductions as he sat down next to Kurt.

Greg nodded, untying the boat and winding the ropes up. "Good to meet you." He was soon guiding the boat out of the harbor, heading out to the open water.

Once in the open, Greg cut the engine and moved confidently around the boat, working with ropes and winches until large sails were in place.

"Do you know how to sail, Blaine?" Kurt spoke softly. With his privileged background, Kurt wouldn't be surprised.

Shaking his head, Blaine looked up as the sails caught the wind and the boat really began to move. "No, but I've been on friend's boats a few times. You?"

"No. Never." Kurt looked down at the water as they picked up speed, the boat cutting through the waves with ease.

Leaning back, Blaine bent one leg and pulled Kurt to settle between his legs, reclining back against his chest. Nuzzling into the nape of Kurt's neck, he inhaled the light, spicy scent of his cologne and couldn't resist kissing the skin there.

Kurt felt so happy. It was wonderful, sitting there wrapped in Blaine's arms, and looking out over the bay as the sailboat sped through the waves. There was only a light wind, but the sailboat seemed to fly along. Kurt loved the feeling of speed. The boat felt connected to nature somehow, using only the wind to propel them along, without noisy motors.

As they sailed past San Francisco, Blaine and Kurt tried to identify as many of the landmarks as they could. Fisherman's Wharf, Coit Tower, and the Transamerica Pyramid building. Greg turned the boat north, taking them past Alcatraz and Angel Island. Other sailboats were out on the water, enjoying this clear day.

By the time they looped back to Sausalito, the sun was getting close to the horizon. Greg adjusted the sails until they slowed down to a slow drift. Kurt was skeptical when he suggested they lie down on the bow, but the waves were very low. Blaine led the way, stretching out and looking back at Kurt invitingly. Greg gave them a pillow for their heads, and Kurt cuddled up along Blaine's side.

It was almost hypnotic, facing towards the setting sun, and looking out over the water. The Golden Gate Bridge was overhead, arching elegantly over the wide span of the bay. Waves broke gently against the boat, a lulling sound. Slowly, the sky became more tangerine as the sun dipped lower and lower, and the sky ahead darkened, the few fluffy clouds fading to a soft yellow shade. When the sun appeared to touch the water, Kurt held his breath, enchanted by the way the waves sparked with touches of gold against the deep navy of the ocean.

Within a few minutes, the red-gold orb had vanished below the horizon. Kurt turned towards Blaine, smiling. "I can't remember the last time I watched the sunset. It was so beautiful, magical. Thank you so much for bringing me out here, Blaine."

Cuddling closer, Kurt arched his face up, Blaine meeting him halfway with a tender kiss. Cupping Blaine's cheek, Kurt let his fingers stroke over his warm skin and the soft hair of his beard, their kisses continuing, too good to stop.

When Kurt finally rolled onto his back, the sky had darkened considerably. The hills along the shoreline were a dark silhouette, dotted with lights. San Francisco's city lights reflected against the water.


Outside Kurt's house, Blaine put the car into park, turning towards him. Leaning closer, he cupped a hand along Kurt's jaw and gave him a gentle kiss.

Opening his eyes, Kurt looked into Blaine's rich hazel eyes, so warm and caring. "Blaine, want to come upstairs with me?" He knew what he was asking. Knew what he wanted. Everything.

Nodding, Blaine smiled. "Yes, so much."

Getting out of the car, Kurt was surprised when Blaine went to the trunk and took out a duffle bag. At Kurt's arched eyebrow, Blaine smiled. "I don't want to seem presumptuous, but I brought along this bag just in case."

Once in the apartment, Kurt turned a couple lights on. Blaine turned him, and kissed him lightly. "Would it be OK if I set some things up in the bedroom? I have some surprises for you."

After how beautifully this day together had gone, Kurt was very willing to see what else Blaine had in mind. "Yes, that's OK."

Blaine smiled, guiding Kurt to the sofa to sit down. "It won't take long." He gave Kurt a quick kiss, and disappeared into the bedroom with a bag, closing the door behind him.

Waiting was hard. Kurt shifted on the sofa, taking deep breaths, trying to relax. His feelings were a jumble of excitement, nervousness, and pure desire. It was challenging to just think straight. Soon, they would be in that bedroom, together, naked. Kurt was hard, aching, just thinking about it.

Finally, the door opened, and Blaine came into the living room. He'd removed his outer layers of clothing, just down to a light grey V-neck tee and blue jeans. His feet were bare and his curly hair a little messy. He looked sexy as hell.

He stopped in front of the sofa, taking Kurt's hands to raise him to standing. Turning, he led him back to the bedroom. Kurt bit his lip, his jumbled feelings intensifying.

Blaine put his arm around Kurt's waist, holding him close to his side as Kurt looked curiously around. Candles flickered in glass holders all around the room, bathing it in soft light. Blaine's laptop was open and playing classical music from small speakers. The bed was turned down, looking inviting.

Kurt was really touched that Blaine had made such an effort, that he wanted to make this special for them. Turning to him, Kurt looked into his eyes. "Wow, Blaine. This is so wonderful, so thoughtful..."

"You deserve it. You are so special to me, Kurt." Blaine's eyes were so sincere, his voice a bit rough with emotion. When he leaned forward, Kurt's eyes drifted shut and he sighed as Blaine's lips settled over his own. His kisses were slow, brushing against his again and again, until Kurt was gasping for breath, his hands on Blaine's shoulders to stay steady.

Kurt stilled when he felt Blaine's fingers tug at the zipper of his hoodie, and then he let out his breath. He had wanted this so long, and now it was finally happening. It was so intimate and erotic to watch Blaine's hand as he slid the zipper down slowly, and to see the rapt expression on his face.

Dressed now in only a t-shirt and jeans, Blaine pulled him into a tight hug, letting his hands slide over his back as he nuzzled into Kurt's neck. He sighed happily. "Mmmmm, you look so good, feel so good, smell so good, Kurt. I just want to unwrap you like a present."

Kurt chuckled. "I usually just rip all the wrapping paper off my gifts."

Blaine bit lightly into Kurt's neck. "That is so fucking tempting, Kurt. But I want to savor this, savor you..." His hands went to the hem of the tee, rubbing his fingertips lightly over the bare skin of Kurt's stomach. Kurt's skin zinged with sensation, and he moaned softly. This was killing him, but it was so good too.

Slowly lifting the hem, Blaine pulled the tee off Kurt. "So gorgeous." Blaine's whispered words were spoken against Kurt's bare shoulder, ghosting light kisses over his pale, smooth skin.

Stepping back, Blaine quickly pulled off his own shirt, and gathered Kurt back into his arms. Bare skin against bare skin. Kurt groaned, pressing closer, his hands splayed over Blaine's lower back.

Blaine sat on the edge of the bed, tugging Kurt in front of him with hands on his jean-clad hips. His hands slid over Kurt's chest, looking up at his eyes. He leaned forward, nuzzling his face against Kurt's stomach, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses all over. Kurt gasped, pushing a hand into Blaine's curly hair.

And then he moved lower, nuzzling into the front of Kurt's jeans. Kurt's hand clenched in Blaine's hair involuntarily when he felt Blaine press against his hard cock. He was so turned on, aching. Yes, yes, yes…

Blaine's eyes were impossibly dark and large when he looked up at Kurt from that position, the desire clear on his face. He moved to press hot kisses against Kurt's stomach as his fingers teased around Kurt's zipper, seeming to take forever to undo the top button, and to start sliding the zip downwards.

Reverently, Blaine pulled the sides of the thick fabric out of the way, creating a frame for Kurt's black boxer briefs. Kurt groaned when Blaine leaned forward, pressing his open mouth against Kurt's hard cock, only the thin material of his briefs between them. His hot, moist breath travelled through the fabric. Kurt put a steading hand in Blaine's shoulder.

Blaine lost himself, exploring, just pressing his open mouth along the length of Kurt's erection, letting his warm breath go through the fabric, letting the material get soaked with his saliva when he reached the tip, sucking and lightly biting against it until he could hear Kurt groaning. Feeling him shifting, pressing harder against Blaine's mouth, his hand more urgent in his hair.

Then Blaine pushed those tight jeans slowly down his long legs, watching as the beautiful bare skin was revealed. And then he stood up, guiding Kurt to the bed and laid him down, wearing only boxer-briefs, with so much bare skin, his breathing fast and so obviously aroused. Blaine took a long long look at him, burning it into his memory, before stepping back to quickly strip and join Kurt in the bed.

Kurt's hands were on Blaine, running over his chest, and Blaine let out a shaky laugh. "Hey, remember last time? You said I'd get a chance to touch you later. It's still my turn." He smiled as he lifted Kurt's hands from his chest, kissing them lightly before raising them above his head. "Grab hold of the headboard, Kurt."

Meeting Blaine's gaze, Kurt froze for a couple heartbeats, and then he nodded, almost more to himself, before obeying Blaine's instructions. It was so hot, so sexy, seeing Blaine so in charge, having him teasing Kurt like this. Making him so aroused, so needy.

Setting his hands in Kurt's waistband, Blaine held his breath as he slowly peeled this last piece of clothing off, leaving Kurt completely naked. Kurt was so beautiful, all long limbs, alabaster skin flushed with arousal, and still so masculine. He was lightly muscular, and lightly dusted with hair on his legs and chest. Blaine's hands explored everywhere, frequently stopping to kiss the more sensitive areas, until Kurt was writhing against the sheets, still holding onto the headboard.

"Please... Blaine... Need you so bad..." Kurt was gasping as Blaine kissed up his inner thigh, spreading his legs wide, silently begging for Blaine's touch. He groaned when Blaine wrapped his hand around his hard cock, finally touching it directly. His stroke was slow, and then Kurt felt his other hand cupping his balls, squeezing them lightly. Then hot, open-mouthed wet kisses over that sensitive skin. And Blaine's lubed fingers playing over his ass.

"Yes, yes... " Kurt moaned, wanting it so much. Blaine's mouth was now on his cock, sucking up the side as his fingers eased into his ass, twisting and stretching. When he took Kurt into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the head, Kurt couldn't help arching off the bed a little. "So close, Blaine..."

Blaine didn't pull back, but just sped up, sliding his mouth further down Kurt's thick, long cock. His fingers matched the intensity, seeking and finding Kurt's prostate. Kurt gasped, his whole body tensing. "Yes, yes…" Kurt groaned, shuddering in pleasure against Blaine, his orgasm long and intense from the prolonged build-up.

Kurt was still breathing hard, when he felt Blaine brushing the hair off his forehead. Opening his eyes, he saw Blaine smiling down at him, looking very pleased with himself. "You can let go of the headboard now, Kurt." There was a bit of a chuckle in his tone.

Kurt's eyebrows lifted. He hadn't realized he was still holding on. Letting go, he wiggled his fingers and rolled his shoulders. He felt fantastic, thanks to the guy lying next to him.

"Think it's time for you to hold onto the headboard, Blaine." Kurt smiled over at him, and after a minute, Blaine returned the smile and rose up his arms, grabbing hold.

Pulling open the bedside drawer, Kurt pulled out a condom and opened the package. Straddling Blaine's legs, he stroked Blaine's hard cock lightly.

"Kurt... I don't know... I won't last long..." Blaine groaned at Kurt's touch, twisting against the bed. He had been so focused on Kurt's pleasure all night, so aroused by seeing how responsive he was.

Sliding the condom in place, Kurt smiled as he shifted position. "That's ok. We have all night."

Kurt lowered himself down, sinking slowly down onto Blaine's thick cock, taking him in fully. Looking down at Blaine's face, he could see how close to the edge he was. Moving really slowly, he raised and lowered himself, loving how Blaine felt inside him. Loving how intimate, how connected, he felt with him.

When he sensed Blaine was really close, Kurt moved faster, grinding down on him, again and again. Blaine's hands went to Kurt's hips, clenching tight as he arched off the bed. "So good, Kurt…" Blaine gasped. With a few more hard, fast pumps, he groaned, finding his release. Kurt wasn't far behind him, his hand stroking hard over his own cock, looking down at Blaine's face, his sated, half-open eyes, as he came again. It wasn't as intense as the first, but still satisfying.

After catching his breath, Kurt kissed Blaine's chest and shifted away. He grabbed some tissues to clean them up as best he could.

Rolling onto his side, Blaine was reaching for something on the floor.

"What are you doing?" Kurt laughed, running his hand down Blaine's bare back.

Rolling back onto the bed, Blaine gave Kurt a little smile. He had the mostly empty duffle bag in his grasp. Unzipping it, he pulled out a couple bottles of water and a gold box wrapped with ribbons, handing the box to Kurt.

Kurt raised his eyebrows. What else could Blaine have thought of for tonight? Undoing the ribbons, Kurt opened the box and peeled back the purple tissue paper. Nestled inside, there were a dozen chocolate-dipped strawberries.

"Dessert." Blaine smiled back at Kurt, when he flicked his gaze at him.

Cuddling together against the pillows, they fed each other the strawberries between sips of water. Kurt looked around the candlelit room, listening to the classical music, his eyes lingering on the heaps of discarded clothing.

Kurt smiled a little to himself. The date had been almost too stereotypically romantic. Watching the sunset together, slow sex by candlelight, chocolate-covered strawberries. The only thing missing was a bouquet of red roses. But it never felt like anything but special and everything had Blaine's own spin on it. It all felt perfect.

Leaning over, Kurt kissed Blaine lightly, and then spent a few minutes exploring his lips and mouth, loving the taste of strawberries and chocolate on them. They would definitely have to experiment with that in the future.

"Thank you so much for tonight, Blaine. It was the best date I've ever had." Kurt looked right into his eyes, wanting how much it had truly meant to him. "I hope it didn't cost you too much though. That sailing trip must have been expensive."

"A steal at ten times the cost, if it made you happy." Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt lightly. "It wasn't that much. I bartered Tom for the car, and I did some paperwork for Greg in exchange for the sail trip."

"Paperwork?" Kurt looked over at him questioningly.

Blaine nodded. "During university, I had a summer job in a small accounting firm. Did a lot of basic bookkeeping stuff. Greg is trying to get his sailing charter business off the ground, so I reviewed some of his numbers."

Finishing off the last strawberry, Kurt took a sip of water and moved everything over to the bedside table. He pulled up the bed coverings, snuggling down under them. He sighed contentedly when Blaine spooned behind him, cuddling close. They didn't have to work until the later shifts tomorrow.

Kurt was starting to drift off to sleep when he felt Blaine kissing slowly along the nape of his neck. Suddenly, Kurt wasn't feeling so sleepy. Shifting back, he pressed his ass back against Blaine, and smiled when Blaine pushed closer, his cock half-hard. Blaine's hand cupped Kurt's hip as his teeth nibbled the skin at the base of his neck.

Nope. Not feeling sleepy at all...


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A/N:

-'The Mill' – bakery/café that specializes in bread, coffee, and toast.

-Seduction Table:

-'Good Girl's Guide to Great Sex' by Sheila Wray Gregoire

-'She Comes First: The Thinking Man's Guide to Pleasuring a Woman' by Ian Kerner

-'The Bro Code' by Barney Stinson

-'Joy of Sex' by Alex Comfort and Susan Quilliam

-'Tantric Sex: The Path to Sexual Enlightenment' by Kavida Rei

-'The Complete Kama Sutra' Translation by Alain Danielou

-'He's Just Not That Into You: The No-Excuses Truth to Understanding Guys' by Greg Behrendt and Liz Tuccillo

-'The Rules: Time Tested Secrets for Capturing the Heart of Mr. Right' by Ellen Fein and Sherrie Schneider

-'Sex Tips for Straight Women by a Gay Man' by Dan Anderson

-'Hot Sex: Over 200 Things You Can Try Tonight' by Jamye Waxman and Emily Morse

-'Gay Dating 101: Finding Men, Sex and Love in a Complicated World' by Jonathan Cohen