AN: HOLY SHIT, HAS ANYONE SEEN CHRIS COLFER'S HALLOWEEN COSTUME. I woke up one morning before school and BAM there's his big giant arms in a tight costume on my tumblr dash. Sorry to sound weird but that man is so gorgeous you wouldn't believe! Also, I wanted to say best of wishes and love to anyone who has been affected by the hurricane Sandy. I live in Canada so we just got a lot of wind and rain, but I know those New Yorkers must be struggling so I send them my best wishes and thoughts.

It was now the middle of the Christmas vacation, and for once in Blaine's life, he was actually having fun. The closest he'd ever gotten to fun before was probably just zoning out in his room, smoking a joint or a cigarette as he listened to music. People would assume that Blaine had "fun" all the time, from all the sex and vandalizing other people's property and laughing while he was drunk. But believe it or not, Blaine didn't really feel invisible like that, or doing those things. Just being still, thinking about absolutely nothing and staring at absolutely nothing was an art. That art of getting lost in oneself was something that not many people could perfect, because of all the distractions. Blaine literally was beginning to think that he was born with a built in switch in his brain, so he could turn it off and on anytime he wanted to block out any bullshit he didn't want.

But this time, he was kind of...dare he say? Enjoying himself. It was probably because he could stay up as late as he wanted at Kurt's house without having to worry about school the next day, and that he could be in Kurt's house for longer periods of time now that his family knew about him. And the more and more time Blaine spent with Kurt, the more and more he warmed up to his surroundings. Sometimes he would eat dinner or lunch with Kurt's family, and other times, he would just come over for a couple of hours or go out somewhere with Kurt. He knew it sounded super corny that he was spending the whole vacation with someone he'd only known for about 3 months, but in that time he'd grown attached to Kurt. It kind of scared him.

Kurt was always very, very sweet. It was surprising how sweet one person could be when a few months ago, he was bitching and being moody towards Blaine. Kurt could shoot a glare full or death and ice, melting anything in his path. His tongue was razor sharp, and his insults and quick-wit could make anyone faint. Fast forward a few months, and there was Kurt, cuddled onto Blaine's side in his house, speaking in a soft and slow voice with a smile on his face. Blaine would never admit this, but Kurt's butterfly kisses were his favorite. He'd never had a butterfly kiss before, not even by his mom or dad, but he'd seen them in movies. He thought that they would feel icky and gross, like a bug climbing onto your face. But Kurt's were nice and soft, since his eyelashes were so long and fanned out, like Blaine's.

It was kind of like Bender and Claire from The Breakfast Club. One was a trouble making, foul-mouthed street rat that everyone hated but still had a sensitive side, and the other was a snappy but innocent and insecure person. They were pretty much at opposite ends of the globe in terms of personality, and they'd only known each other for one day, but Claire and bender ended up together fine in Blaine's opinion.

That's why, when Kurt was on his knees if front of Blaine for the first time, Blaine had to blink a few times to make sure it wasn't make believe.

"Um," Kurt said a little awkwardly, "I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do."

They were at Kurt's house, and it was around night time. It was strange, because one minute Blaine was just sitting on the bed with Kurt, laughing and talking about things he couldn't remember now, and then the next minute it got all quiet.

"CanIgiveyouablowjob?" Kurt said it so quickly that Blaine didn't catch it at first. So Blaine asked him to repeat himself, Kurt looking down at the bed in front of him with his cheeks glowing red. Blaine heard it the second time and felt like he was Alice in Wonderland all of a sudden.

Blaine had been standing against Kurt's wall before he kneeled down and touched Kurt's face gingerly. "Hey, just cause I did it for you doesn't mean that you have to do it back. Don't think of it like that with us," Blaine smirked. "And besides, it's not like I mind doing it for you."

"I want to do it though," Kurt said firmly, but still with a blush in his face. "I promise. It's not about repaying you or whatever." Kurt placed his hand over Blaine's heart and looked into his eyes. "I want to make you feel good, too, Blaine. But I'm also doing this for myself just as much as I'm doing it for you."

"You sure? Because you don't have to prove anything to yourself or think you're a better person for it," Blaine said, placing a hand on Kurt's knee reassuringly.

"No," Kurt replied. "I'm sure. I don't need to prove anything to myself, but I am ready for something more."

Blaine kissed Kurt's chin gently, moving in to nose at his neck. They probably looked pretty ridiculous, kneeling on the floor as they talked about a blow job as if one of them was going off to war or something. But Blaine knew that Kurt was new at this, and that he didn't want to force Kurt into anything. And Kurt knew that Blaine probably didn't get pleasured by anyone often, because usually he would be the one pleasing others. Kurt wanted to change that.

They decided that they weren't going to use a condom. They knew it was just oral and not anal sex, but Blaine had been tested, and he'd never gotten an STD. He also never had sex without a condom before, or had any problems with his body. The thought made Kurt a little nervous and made his heart beat speed, but it didn't make him any less excited.

Or nervous.

Blaine stood back up and leaned against the wall again, scratching the back of his head in a shy manner and watching Kurt below him. Kurt gulped.

"Uh, I don't really know what I'm doing," Kurt said, his voice shaky. But this was not a secret, and Blaine knew it.

"Don't worry about it," Blaine shrugged. "You gotta start somewhere, right? It's not gonna be perfect the first try."

Kurt nodded, and with trembling hands, he moved them up so that his fingers found themselves unhooking Blaine's jeans, zipping down the zipper, and slowly easing down the pants until they hit the floor. Kurt was met with Blaine's legs that were covered in dark, but non-heavy hair. Kurt was also face to face with Blaine's grey boxers, in which Kurt could just make out the faint outline of-

Kurt forced himself to breathe. It was okay, it was only Blaine. Nothing bad was going to happen, right? Blaine made himself pretty clear that he wouldn't get mad if Kurt messed up. After all, Kurt had never done this before, and had only ever touched himself before with his hand.

Blaine watched him. He could sense how nervous and tense he was, almost like a small animal who was shuddering in the cold, but at the same time, Blaine knew that Kurt wanted to do this. The slight arch in his eyebrows and the determined gulp that Kurt took told Blaine that he didn't want to be shushed away. He was ready to try something new.

It seemed odd to Blaine. He himself had given so many of these things, and yet here was an inexperienced and imperfect boy who liked him enough anyway to try something he never had before.

Fingers lightly brushed against Blaine's hips, and then he could feel the gentle tugging on the waistband of his underwear. Blaine wasn't nervous for himself, because he was never afraid of being naked in front of anyone. But his heart pounded for Kurt, on account that he was really the only person that Blaine's ever been with and cared about.

He could see Kurt's eyes widen at the sight of Blaine almost naked (apart from his shirt) in front of him. Seeing a penis in real life and seeing one on a computer screen are two completely different things, Kurt discovered that day. Kurt had no idea why, but he was strangely attracted to it as he stared at the length. Everything was just so different, and this was only the first step.

"You okay?" Blaine asked, peeking down to look at Kurt. Kurt snapped out of his trance.

"What?" Kurt whispered hoarsely. "Um, yes. It's just. Wow."

Blaine smirked. "Good or bad wow?"

"Good," Kurt said immediately, "Good. It's...big."

Blaine laughed. He knew Kurt didn't mean to choose such awkward words, but this was a kid who'd never even watched a full length porn video without screaming or had talked much about sex with anyone he knew. He supposed Kurt would get more used to it as time went on, and hopefully Blaine would get to experiment new things with Kurt. The thought made him shudder pleasantly.

Blaine stroked Kurt's cheek with his fingers once. "Hey. Don't think too much about if you're doing a good job. Just try to enjoy it."

Kurt nodded without taking his eyes off Blaine's member. He closed his eyes shortly and took a little breath, giving himself a mental pep-talk. If he choked, or forgot to swallow, or even died in the act of doing this, he was still going to do this not only for his boyfriend, but for himself.

Kurt leaned forward and as he did so, he placed his hands flat on Blaine's thighs. He then engulfed Blaine into his mouth and became still.

Blaine allowed himself to get used to Kurt's mouth. A sharp tingle sparked through his body when he felt Kurt's tongue, making his eyes snap shut and open quickly again. he refrained from gasping too loudly.

After a few seconds, Kurt began to suck slowly and gently. Blaine rolled his head against the wall and sucked in a breath. This blowjob was so much more different than the other ones he had. Instead of being rough and overly-practiced, this one was soft and gentle, so Kurt was teasing Blaine without even realizing it. Blaine liked the feeling, actually. And the fact that Kurt had never done this before made it that much hotter for Blaine.

Kurt only started off with small kitten licks, but he eventually got more confident since Blaine made no indication to stop. His sucks got deeper, longer, and a little bit harder. He placed one of his hands on the part of Blaine's penis that he wasn't reaching with his mouth, and Kurt heard a definite sigh of approval above him.

He tentatively started to swirl his tongue around Blaine's shaft, a little afraid of what might come if he did so. The feeling of Blaine inside his mouth was very strange, foreign. But that wasn't a bad factor.

And then Kurt slid his plumped lips down and back up, and that's when Blaine snapped.

"Shit, Kurt," Blaine closed his eyes and his eyebrows furrowed. He slid his hands into Kurt's silky hair (how did he get his hair to be that soft? seriously) and Blaine thrust his hips forward unintentionally into Kurt's mouth. Kurt gasped when he did, and Blaine was about to apologize when Kurt stopped him. he grabbed Blaine by the hand on his hair, telling him to push in deeper. Blaine obliged and then Kurt was fully sucking on him, his cheeks slightly hollowed as he worked himself over.

In terms of blowjobs, it wasn't like God himself descended from the sky and touched Blaine's dick with his hand personally. It was sloppy and imperfect. But what made it so hot and pleasurable and special was that it was Kurt's very first time giving head, and for a newbie, he wasn't doing such a bad job at it.

"God, Kurt," Blaine's voice broke on his boyfriend's name, and he panted, his face tilted towards the ceiling. His lips were parted as if he was going to cry out, and his eyes remained shut as he continued to feel everything Kurt was giving him, and how Kurt was taking him so well. Blaine felt a coiling hot sensation in his stomach and tried to push Kurt off gently.

"Kurt," Blaine rasped out, "I'm really close. Y-you should stop."

Kurt pulled off for only a second with a weak popping noise, looking up at Blaine, and Blaine had never seen anything so erotic, so sensual in his life. Kurt had a crazy fire in his blue eyes, like he couldn't get enough, his hair disheveled and his cheeks flushing bright pink. But it was the slight tweak of angelic-ness and innocence mixed in with that fire that Blaine always knew Kurt had that made Blaine go insane. This was Kurt, in all his sex induced glory, and he never looked so desirable.

"I want to swallow," Kurt stated, his voice raspy from all the sucking.

Before Blaine could say anything, Kurt was back on Blaine's erectness, sucking harder but more slowly than ever. Blaine moaned loudly and threw his head back so it was on the wall again. The last few moments before Blaine came were the most intense, and that's when he released, sending himself flowing into Kurt's mouth for the first time ever.

The taste of Blaine's come on his lips was not what Kurt expected. He'd expected it to taste like disgusting poison, or rotten milk. Something along the lines of expired food. But instead, it had both a slight sweet and bitter taste to it. Kurt knew it was a taste that he certainly wouldn't mind tasting again. The thought made him almost smile with excitement. The first time ever that he was taking charge, that he was pleasing someone else.

A few drips managed to get their way out of the corner of Kurt's mouth, but when he finally pulled off, he wiped them away with his sleeve. He couldn't be perfect on the first try, right?

He noticed Blaine's body slumped against the wall, almost looking like he was going to fall over. His sweaty curls were plastered to his forehead and his eyelashes were fanned across his cheeks. His panting was becoming more controlled now. And there it was, the smile, spread across his face. Kurt had made Blaine do this, made him feel things that he never thought he could make another person feel. He had made himself along with his boyfriend feel sexy. Kurt couldn't help but be a little proud of himself, and something told him that Blaine was, too.

"So?" Kurt asked cheerily after clearing his throat. Blaine gave an out of breath laugh.

"Damn," was all he could say.

AN: Sorry if I use awkward words for this part. I hate the words "cock" and "dick" because I think they're so unsexy.