AN: WOW … where the fuck did THIS come from ? NOT at all what the bunnies had previewed. Also, trying to write 4 males in one scene is CRAZY pronoun wise, I hope I kept it clear enough who is doing what to who, when.
That's all I have to say about THAT except that just as I do not own these guys … I am ALSO not responsible for heart failure, asthma attacks or spontaneous human combustion. Suck it up and deal with it.
Brian turned to Kurt and gave him the trademark Kinney tongue in cheek grin after he looked in the rear view mirror of the Jeep.
"I'd say there's no question of those two getting along, is there?"
Kurt turned to look over his shoulder and saw Justin pressed against the driver's side panel in the back seat; Blaine sprawled across his lap licking up the chords of the blond's neck.
"At least it's better than the first time Blaine got drunk with me." He replied with a chuckle, "He is what we like to call an equal opportunity drunk. I will say that he was a lot worse off then than he is now, but he ended up spending the evening playing tonsil hockey with my best friend Rachel. At least this time I can guarantee he won't come out thinking he's bi."
Brian laughed as he threaded his free hand through Kurt's hair as they drove back to the loft. "And how'd that go over?"
"One of the worst fights we ever had, though at that point there were quite a few. I was madly in love with him and had been spectacularly friend-zoned. Only problem is, stone cold sober, Blaine has issues with understanding personal space, and his idea of friendly is most everyone elses's idea of flirting so it made things a bit confusing to say the least.
"We were at the local coffee shop for our daily non date when Rachel called the next day to ask him out. I told him he was leading her on and he threw the bi thing at me. I told him that "bisexual" is a gay guy's excuse to hold hands with a girl and feel normal and accused him of going back into the closet. It was seriously ugly."
Kurt had to stop and take a breath. The situation he found himself in was hard to reconcile with the mundane conversation he and Brian were having. The hard-on straining against his leather pants didn't help the situation either. Brian's fingers were tracing sensual patterns along his neck and across the tops of his shoulders. Hearing Blaine moan Justin's name from the back seat sent a shiver through his entire body. Brian noticed the tremor and glanced over, slowly running his finger down across Kurt's chest to brush against his cock.
"Why do I think that you are someone that makes their opinions known in no uncertain terms?" He asked, giving Kurt's cock a squeeze. "I respect that. I get called an asshole for it most of the time but I don't believe in bullshit. Straight up, fucking tell it like it is, is the only way to fucking be."
"Oh Fuck ..." Kurt groaned and bucked into the hand caressing his cock, trying to maintain an intelligent conversation. "The words snarky and bitchy have been used about me on more than one occasion. Sometimes my mouth and brain don't always connect, and Barbra help the person who pisses me off. I tend to hit below the belt."
"I can think of a few things to do with what's under that belt, Angel" Brian said giving Kurt's cock a final squeeze before returning his hand to the wheel to pull the Jeep up in front of the loft. "Hot Stuff, you need to let Sunshine up back there, we're home."
Blaine's exclaimed "Thank God" had all of them laughing as Brian shut off the Jeep and opened his door to lead the way inside.
"Shit" Brian exclaimed, watching Blaine bouncing from one foot to the other in front of the windows. "Is he always like the fucking Energizer Bunny?"
"Brian," Blaine yelled from across the room "Did I tell you that your loft is fucking amazing"
Kurt laughed and yelled back to Blaine "Sweetie, you already told him that 3 times, now calm down, you're bouncing again."
Turning back to Brian, Kurt took the bottle of water that Brian extended to him "As to if he's always like this, not always. This is Blaine in super hyper puppy dog mode. Usually means he's either excited or nervous or both. I'm voting for both right now."
"I got him, Kurt" Justin said, walking by from the bathroom and running a hand gently along Kurt's arm. Coming up behind Blaine he wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist and laid a kiss directly on the sensitive spot under Blaine's left ear.
"What's got you so hyper?" he whispered in Blaine's ear.
"Nothing" Blaine replied uncertainly, leaning back into the embrace.
Blaine shivered as he felt Justin's breath on his neck when he chuckled "I don't believe you. You are so tense right now." Taking Blaine's hand he led him over to the couch and pulled him down to sit in front of him. "You need to relax sweetie."
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"He really knows how to deal with him, doesn't he?" Brian said, running a hand along the nape of Kurt's neck as he leaned in to whisper in his ear.
"Brian" Kurt said quietly, leaning his head back against the older man's shoulder "Blaine isn't all that hard to handle. He loves affection and attention. That back rub Justin's giving him right now is going to be the best thing to calm him down and get him to relax. He thrives on touch. That's the hardest thing for us, not being able to touch. I think it's part of why he's such a cuddle whore sometimes."
"I can tell." Brian replied, leaning down to run his tongue along Kurt's neck as he slid his hand under Kurt's shirt to tease his stomach with gentle fingers. "They are really striking together aren't they? I noticed that at Babylon. Everyone was watching the two of them."
Kurt looked over to where Justin was leaning against the arm of the sleek white sofa, one leg stretched out along the back, Blaine tucked in between his legs. Blaine's eyes were closed as he leaned into the fingers stroking along his shoulders, down his arms and back up to massage the muscles in his neck. Kurt watched him gasp silently when Justin nipped lightly on his neck.
Kurt's breath echoed his boyfriend's when Brian once again slid his hand down to cup his erect cock through the leather pants.
"Watching the three of you … fuck, that was hot, Kurt. But the two of them, so perfectly matched, just moving so smoothly on the dance floor. Watching Justin kiss him … that's one of our rules you know … no kissing … but fuck, watching that made me so fucking hard. I wanted to fuck them both right there on the dance floor."
Kurt reached down and covering Brian's hand with his own, ground his cock hard into the man's palm.
"But you, fuck Kurt, you I want to take apart piece by piece. I want to watch that cool, controlled exterior fall apart as you fuck that gorgeous man of yours. I want to watch your tongue opening Justin up for me. I want to fuck you until you beg me to let you cum. I'm going to, you know; fuck you so hard you'll feel my dick when you are on the plane home."
"Fuck yes" Kurt breathed, torn between grinding his ass back into the delicious cock he could feel pressing against him and rutting against the hand that was sliding the zipper down on his leather pants.
Opening his eyes Kurt felt his cock not so much twitch as leap when he saw Blaine twist in Justin's arms to run his tongue along the blond's full lips. Justin's hands were caressing Blaine's body, fingers of one hand running over one of Blaine's nipples under the black mesh tank while the other cupped Blaine's cock and balls though his pants.
Kurt could see how hard his boyfriend was in the blond's arms, could smell the scent of him from where Brian and he were standing watching. He felt Brian's thumb running over his bottom lip and opened for him to slide it into his mouth. He sucked down hard when Brian's long fingers slid into his pants to wrap around his leaking cock.
He moaned, deep in his chest as his boyfriend caught his eye and smiled as he bucked up hard into Justin's hand before turning on the couch to kneel between the blond's open thighs.
He watched Blaine's hands hesitate at the top button of Justin's shirt, watched his boyfriend look first to him and then to Brian before popping it out of the button hole.
He felt Brian's fingers slide smoothly over his erection as Blaine popped the buttons of Justin's shirt, one at a time, head dipping to tongue over the exposed flesh.
A smooth hand slid along his side, slipping his pants far enough down his hips that Brian could palm his balls as his fingers teased the tender flesh behind them.
He felt himself pressed forward towards the couch as Brian growled in his ear "Boots … pants … off … now"
He smiled, pulled back flush against Brian's body as Justin and Blaine's fingers tangled together in his bootlaces, struggling to loosen the knee high white leather, finally pulling the first one off to be tossed to the side before starting on the next.
Kurt spun in Brian's arms and pushed the older man down onto the couch next to their boys. Teasingly he opened the buttons on his white gauze shirt before sliding it off his shoulders as Brian slid his pants over his ass and down his legs to be toed off along with his socks.
Just before he dropped to his knees to begin stripping Brian's clothes he felt the older man's arm wrap around his waist and pull his hips in towards him.
He watched Blaine slip the shirt off of Justin's shoulders as he felt Brian's tongue glide across the tip of his rock hard cock.
Blaine stood and wrapped a hand around Kurt's head, pulling him into a deep kiss as Kurt's cock slid between Brian's lips and into the sweet warmth. Blaine moaned into Kurt's mouth as Justin dragged the curly haired man's pants down and off in one quick movement.
Kurt felt his cock buried in the back of Brian's throat as Justin raised his hips off the couch just enough to slide his cargo pants off his ass before Blaine grabbed the ankles and pulled them off.
He felt Brian's breath against his pubes as the older man exhaled through his nose before swallowing around the head of Kurt's cock.
He opened his eyes to see Justin reach over and quickly strip the shirt off of Brian, god knows when or who unbuttoned it.
Kurt felt Justin shift to back of the couch before reaching over to pull him into a deep tongue kiss as Blaine deep throated the blond in one quick stroke.
He looked down to see Brian and Blaine fisting each others cocks in time with the cocks fucking their mouths.
He gasped into Justin's mouth when he felt Brian run a thick stripe of lube along his fingers and then rubbing his through it, slicked both of them up.
He felt his balls tighten as Brian slid two fingers into his ass and struck his prostate straight on with no hesitancy.
He heard the tell tale breathy "Oh god … oh fuck" that meant his boyfriend was on the edge of cumming and felt Blaine's ass clench around the fingers he pushed inside his boyfriend.
He felt Brian's hips grinding up into Blaine's hand, felt his breathing change as the older man sucked down hard on the head of his cock.
Blaine's ass pulsed around his fingers as his boyfriend screamed "Oh fuck … yes" and Kurt opened his eyes as his cock exploded in Brian's mouth to see Justin's cum dripping off Blaine's face.