Competition of Love

by ColferAndCoffee

AU: Kurt is a swimmer/part-time model in New York and has the opportunity to participate at the USMS for the first time. Blaine and Sebastian are swimmers in the Ohio team. They meet in Ohio, where Kurt never wanted to set foot again. What happens at the competition? Will there be a chance to start a friendship or even a relationship with all the difficulties, they have to face?

25. Chapter 25 - Kurt

A/N: Hello my friends and happy new year. I am back and ready to continue with the story. I hope you enjoyed the holidays. So here are the chapters 25 and 26. I had written out the chapters 27 and 28 too so I need to go back to writing ASAP! Enjoy the chapters.

Kurt

Dad, Finn and I enter the Starbucks across the pool area. It's quite empty right now which suits me well.

We just talk about casual things until Dad smirks at me challenging.

"So I took a good luck at your boy earlier."

"He's not my boy, Dad."

"Well he could be. He looks like a lovesick puppy."

"Not true. Stop it."

"Hey. I can say for sure that he always wears a pair of heart-eyes when he looks at you."

I groan in defeat and slam my head on my crossed arms on the table.

"Daaaaaaaaad."

"Okay okay, I'll stop with the teasing. But he seems nice. Just saying. Not really arrogant, hm?"

"No he is definitely not arrogant. He's really nice and sweet."

"I figured."

"So Kurt. 2 finals today. You are amazing out there. Are you nervous?"

"Not really. More like excited, Finn. It's like a rush. You are on autopilot. It's a great feeling."

We chat for another half hour before I have to hurry back. We part ways at the entrance and I'm sandwiched in a group hug. Feels good to see my family this much. They wish me luck and are off towards the stands. I quickly get ready for the first final of the day.

The crowd is cheering on Blaine as he is announced. It's amazing to watch the passion and happiness of the crowd in which they scream for Blaine.

So here comes the 200m Freestyle. I'm good to go. I'm a little behind in the first 2 laps but I really do have the feeling that I am better at longer distances. I normally can increase speed after 2 or 3 laps.

I don't really think about winning this time though. Freestyle is only my second best style. When I look over to the board I'm speechless though.

1st place: Kurt Hummel: 1:45.03

2nd place: Blake Pieroni: 1:46.30

3rd place: Blaine Anderson: 1:46.39

Holy shit. I did it. Again. I won my second final. No way to cushion my happiness. I squeal in delight. After climbing out of the pool I run over to Dad and Finn and throw myself into Dad's open arms. I feel like a child again.

Finn hugs me from behind and a tiny happy tear runs down my face. After loud clapping from the audience and whoops and hollers from the stands I bounce back to Blaine. He has a beautiful smile on his face.

"Blaaaaaaaaaine."

"Kuuuuuuuurt."

"I did it."

"You did. Congratulations!"

"Thank you! I achieved more than I was aiming for. I know my best style is the 200m Butterfly but the Freestyle too. I'm so happy."

"As you should be. You were great!"

"Thank you. And sorry for beating your ass."

"Well, honey. There are still 2 competitions to come. I'll beat YOUR ass in the 100 and 50m Freestyle. Just you wait."

Oh the naughty thoughts that run through my mind right now.

"Is that a threat?"

"No! It's a promise."

If I don't stop the teasing I will definitely get hard in the middle of the pool, watched by hundreds of people here and thousands on the TV.

"Words, Anderson. Just words. You should definitely show me."

"Oh I will. I definitely will."

Oh dear god, please yes. Later.

There is not much time until the last final of the day and I get ready for the 100m Freestyle. My expectations on this competition are really low.

The short distance is really hard to get into. It's over before I realize it.

I look at the board.

1st place: Blaine Anderson: 47.32

2nd place: Kurt Hummel: 48.14

3rd place: Caeleb Dressel: 48.56

My first thought is: YES. Blaine did it. My second thought is: I am second. My third thought comes as soon as I see the board lightning up with: 'AMERICAN RECORD TIME: CONGRATULATIONS!'

Oh my gosh. Blaine beat the American Record. Holy fucking shit, baby.

I turn my head fast and I see him pale. He gets some slaps on the shoulder or back but he doesn't really react to the congratulations. I dive over to him and stand in his personal space as I grab his shoulders.

He looks me in the eyes and I smile my widest smile ever.

"Blaine! You beat the American Record. Oh my god. You did it!"

"I did it."

"You did. Come on, let's get out of the water and celebrate at my hotel room."

Blaine looks at me with adoration and surprise. He smiles and nods. Still out of words for now.

We walk arm in arm towards the locker rooms until Sebastian and Justin jump Blaine until he lies on the floor.

I grin at the display in front of me and finally Blaine gets it. He whoops. Loud. It's a joy to watch him this carefree.

He tackles me to the ground too and Jus and Sebastian leave silently. We chuckle and laugh until the mood changes.

I grab his hands and pull him up.

"Let's go, champ."

"Kurt?"

"No talking, Anderson. I want you. Now."

I don't know how many minutes it takes for us to reach my hotel and my room. It could have been minutes or hours. I don't care. We haven't even closed the door to my room yet when Blaine pulls my jacket off my torso and I push my track pants down in a swift move. Blaine is already tearing his own clothes off and after some tumbling towards the bed we are both gloriously naked as I remember something.

"Blaine. We haven't showered. I smell like a pool."

"Don't care. I love the smell of chlorine."

"Fuck. Me too."

We kiss frantically. All teeth and tongue. It's so hot. In a fraction of a second I remember to grab the supplies before it gets too heated and I throw the lube and a condom onto my pillows.

Blaine groans at the sight and grabs my ass tightly before he throws me onto my bed.

"What do you want? Kurt? Tell me, baby."

"I want you, deep inside of me. Fucking me like there is no tomorrow."

"Holy fucking shit, Kurt. If you don't stop I'll come before I am buried inside you."

I smirk and let go of Blaine to kneel on the bed, facing the headboard and laying my palms on the wall over the headboard. I spread my legs apart and look over my shoulder.

"Then you should better start right now, Anderson. I hate waiting."

Blaine mumbles some dirty cuss words before he positions himself behind me and grabs the lube and the condom.

My anticipation is running high. I'm horny as hell and I can't wait to feel Blaine deep inside my body. My mind is in overdrive and I feel like floating when I feel the first finger breech my slightly lose hole. I gasp. I can't wait for more and wiggle my ass a little in eagerness.

Blaine is careful, thorough but quick in his preparation. I could come just from his fingers alone. I feel like going crazy.

After another minute of fingering I hear the condom foil packet ripped open and Blaine moaning when he coats his dick with lube.

"Hurry, Blaine. I want you in me NOW."

Blaine grabs my hips and pushes my back a little to bend a bit more. I grab the headboard tightly when I feel the blunt head of Blaine's cock against my hole before he pushes in slowly.

I must be moaning like a cat in heat because Blaine slams his dick in the rest of the way until I feel his hips against mine.

"Holy fuck, Kurt. You're so-"

"Gimme a second, please."

Blaine trembles behind me but he gives me time to adjust. I don't need long. I am pliant and so damn horny that my body is ready before I can count to 3.

"Okay move."

Blaine pulls back slowly until only the head of his thick cock is in me before he pushes back in. Equally as slow.

I grip the headboard tighter until my knuckles are white against the black bed frame. I pant heavily. He feels amazing. So hot and big inside of me.

"Blaine, faster. I need you faster."

"Okay. Okay."

The new pace makes me dizzy. Blaine slams in and out of me in a steady, fast pace. I feel like flying or floating or whatever. I can't think. I only feel. And it feels like nothing ever before. It's addicting.

"God Kurt. Oh my-, ah-, ah-, yes!"

The sounds of slapping skin against skin and the headboard slamming against the wall and our combined moaning and yelling gets me into ecstasy. Blaine nudges my prostate at every fucking push inside me. I lose every coherent thought and my ability to word my feelings has left me too. The only word I am able to scream is 'YES'.

My hands start to lose the grip on the headboard but Blaine is there. He wraps one arm around my chest and pulls me up again until his chin hooks over my shoulder. I grab for his arm and with the other I grab my leaking cock.

I don't need more than another couple of thrusts before I come over my hand and the bedspread. The only thing holding me up is Blaine's strong arm around me.

After half a dozen more thrusts Blaine comes with a yell of my name. We ride out our orgasms and when Blaine slowly pulls out of me I crash onto the mattress. Blaine lies down next to me and chuckles while he caresses my back.

"Holy shit, Kurt. That was-"

"Yeah. Exactly that. You broke me."

We giggle a bit and I turn my head to watch Blaine. His eyes are closed and his expression is calm and happy. I wiggle a bit until my head rests on his chest and my arm lies across his stomach. Not even 5 minutes later Blaine snores lightly. He's gorgeous like this. My heart swells but aches at the same time.

"Can I keep you? Please let me keep you."

I stifle my upcoming tears and place a kiss on his peck before I close my eyes too.