Kurt Hummel's ass hurt. It was sore and burned every time he rolled over in bed. It was then that he remembered exactly why his ass hurt, though. His eyes snapped open and were met with the sight of a very delicious looking pair of lips very close to his own.
Blaine.
How had Kurt let Blaine Anderson, McKinley High's very own rebel without a cause, do all the inexplicably dirty things he was recalling from the previous night? He could practically feel the ghost of Blaine's hands touching, teasing, and groping his naked sweaty body. He remembered the warm wetness that was Blaine's mouth enveloping his cock and sucking hard enough to make Kurt's eyes roll back into his head.
It had all started at school the previous day. Kurt was waiting by his locker on Mercedes so they could walk to their cars together. He didn't see her around anywhere, though, so he decided to leave without her. As he was sending her a quick text to let her know he had gone home, he was stopped when he felt eyes on the back of his head. Kurt turned around to see who was watching him. When he looked behind him he saw none other than Blaine Anderson. Blaine had just transferred in from Dalton Academy, the private school in Westerville, notorious for its ability to turn bad boys into upstanding citizens of society. Blaine had gotten kicked out. Kurt had heard the rumors of course.
He was having an affair with a teacher, a male teacher.
He set off a surprisingly large amount of fireworks and explosives in the science building burning down that section of the rather expensive school.
He had stolen a prized original print of a Jackson Pollock painting that had originally hung in the headmaster's office, and had yet to be found by the police.
Kurt had heard all of the rumors, but he didn't know quite what he believed to be true about Blaine Anderson. Especially, the rumor about the male teacher. Was he really gay? Kurt sure hoped so because the look Blaine was giving him right now was causing his brain to short-circuit and started a tingling sensation somewhere low in his stomach.
"Hi, there beautiful," Blaine quipped at Kurt's stunned expression. "What's a pretty little thing like you doing wandering around by yourself? That's rather dangerous, don't you think? Especially with guys like me around just waiting to snatch up something as delicious as you."
Kurt could not quite comprehend what was happening around him. He heard Blaine's words, but he could not bring himself to believe that Blaine was speaking to Kurt. Kurt chanced a glance over his shoulder to find the source of Blaine's smoldering eyes and found himself quite alone in the hallway with the other boy. Kurt's thoughts were interrupted as Blaine gave a soft chuckle.
"I'm talking about you, Kurt.", the boy said. Kurt was stunned. Blaine Anderson knew his name? He knew he should probably say something in response to the boy so that he didn't think Kurt was a mute.
"How do you know my name?", Kurt asked. He had never talked to Blaine before and he only shared one class with the boy, English.
"Oh, I know a lot about you, Kurt Hummel. You're the only countertenor in McKinley's glee club, the resident school diva, and you have the most incredible ass I've ever seen."
Kurt's blush was so deep at this point he could feel the heat radiating from his face. Blaine stepped closer to the taller boy and leaned in to whisper something in his ear.
"Also, your blush is the sexiest thing I've ever witnessed.", Blaine smirked. He pulled back to stare into Kurt's eyes and Kurt saw a mix of emotions in the other boy's. Amusement, lust, and arrogance were all present, but underneath Kurt could see something softer teasing its way into Blaine's gaze.
"Um, well…t-thanks…I guess.", Kurt managed to stutter out. His heart was racing just from being in such close proximity with the other boy, who was undeniably sexy in a very dangerous way.
"No problem.", Blaine smirked. "See ya around, Kurt.", he said with a wink and turned to go. Before he could get very far though, he felt a hand wrap around his bicep halting all movement. He smiled as he turned around to see Kurt holding him in place.
"Since you know so much about me. It's only fair that I get to know you a little better too.", Kurt had said with some bravado that he himself didn't know he possessed. He managed to say the next line with a straight face despite the blush that was creeping back into his complexion. "Want to come back to my place, so we can even the playing field?"
Blaine smiled and nodded, following Kurt to the school parking lot. The drive to his house had never felt longer to Kurt, as he kept glancing in his rearview mirror to see Blaine following behind him in his red vintage '74 Mustang. Kurt would catch his gaze and Blaine would acknowledge this exchange with a smirk or a wink before Kurt would turn his eyes back to the road.
When they finally arrived at the Hummel house, Kurt took a deep breath before pulling his keys from the ignition and jumping out of his Navigator. Blaine was already waiting by the front door, as Kurt let them both into the house, silently thanking a god he didn't believe in that his father and Carole were still at work and Finn had gone to Puck's for the afternoon. It gave Blaine and himself nearly two hours to accomplish what he was planning. He locked the door behind them and turned around only to be pushed up against his front door and feel Blaine's lips crash onto his with pure passion and force.
Their breaths came hot and fast as they kissed repeatedly, Blaine slipping his tongue into Kurt's mouth to graze along the roof of his mouth. They broke apart and stared into each other's eyes momentarily, silently agreeing to what they were about to do, before they started to violently remove each other's clothes. Kurt tugged Blaine's jacket off as quickly as he could, while Blaine was fumbling with the straps on Kurt's latest Alexander McQueen ensemble. When Blaine had rid Kurt of his shirt he decided to distract him by nibbling and sucking on his collarbone while trying to undo the belt buckle on his pants. Kurt's hands stilled on Blaine's chest as he took in the sensation that was Blaine's lips on his skin. It was warm and wet and the most arousing thing Kurt had ever felt. He tugged at the back of Blaine's curls to pull his lips to Kurt's once again. This time Kurt's tongue was the one dominating the kiss. He let it massage against Blaine's as he stripped the other boy of his shirt and they were both left bare-chested, breathless and panting.
Blaine was surprised by the sudden forcefulness of the other boy, but decided he liked it and continued to rid Kurt of his incredibly tight pants that had grown even tighter since their little makeout session had begun. When Kurt was left clad only in his boxer briefs, Blaine knelt down to graze his tongue across Kurt's clothed member. Kurt gaspend and whined as Blaine's fingers found their way under the waistband of Kurt's briefs and he slipped them down his porcelain legs. He stared up at Kurt, once he was fully exposed and whispered one word into the heated silence.
"Beautiful." And without any hesitation Blaine's mouth engulfed Kurt's rock hard member. Kurt threw his head back against his front door hitting it sharply, but not caring because what Blaine could do with his tongue cancelled out all other sensation in Kurt's body. He was acutely aware of the feeling of Blaine's silken curls brushing against his thighs as he took Kurt whole and it was all Kurt could do to keep from fucking Blaine's mouth right then and there.
"Ung…Blaine, you…I…ohgodyes", was all he could manage to say repeatedly. Blaine murmured something in response with his mouth still closed around Kurt's dick and the vibrations sent shockwaves through Kurt's stomach.
"Fuck!", Kurt shouted. He was not going to last much longer. He looked down at Blaine and the sight of his lust-blown eyes staring right back into Kurt's was enough to make him loose it.
"Blaine, I'm gonna…", Blaine just sucked harder and took more of Kurt into his mouth at this statement and Kurt came and could feel Blaine swallow around him. Blaine continued to suck Kurt through his orgasm and then release his member with an obscene pop and licked his lips in what had to be the hottest way Kurt had ever seen.
A deep growl found its way out of Blaine's throat as he stood and crashed his mouth to Kurt's once again forcing his tongue into Kurt's parted lips. He broke away the kiss and leant over to Kurt's ear.
"You taste fucking delicious.", he growled and then pulled back to smirk once again at Kurt's lust blown-eyes.
Two can play that game, Kurt thought. "Your turn.", Kurt smirked in response and pulled Blaine by the hand up the stairs into his bedroom.
Kurt slammed the door behind him and shoved Blaine into the mattress, his dick already hardening again as he knelt on the bed, knees on either side of Blaine's lap. His fingers made quick work of Blaine's jeans button and zipper and he freed the boy's now throbbing cock by pulling off his jeans and boxers in one go. Blaine was surprised at Kurt's forcefulness, but decided to go with the flow because Kurt in control was the hottest thing he had ever witnessed.
Kurt brought his hand down to stroke Blaine's cock soft and teasingly, at first, wetting it with the precum that had started leaking from its tip. He smiled to himself as he felt Blaine thrust up into his hand trying to gain more friction.
"Nnnngh…Kurt…fuck…oh!", Blaine gasped when he was getting close. And damn it if those noises didn't have Kurt hard as a rock again. There was something to be said for being a horny teenager.
Kurt stopped stroking Blaine and reached over to his bedside table to retrieve the bottle of lube and a condom that he had bought for himself after that awkward situation with his dad and the pamphlets. He had wanted to be prepared and now seemed like the best time to use his stash of paraphernalia. He looked into Blaine's eyes and his breath stopped when he saw the look of pure lust he saw there.
"Hand them over.", Blaine commanded gruffly. Kurt handed him the condom and lube silently and watched as Blaine tore the wrapper open with his teeth. He slipped the condom onto himself and then gently pushed Kurt into a laying position on the bed. He popped open the top to the bottle of lube and warmed some between a few of his fingers. He leant down and kissed Kurt with all teeth and tongue before pulling back and looking him in the eye. "This is going to hurt, Kurt, but I promise I'll make sure you feel pleasure from it in the end.", Blaine said.
Kurt just nodded and hissed as he felt Blaine push a finger into the tight ring of muscles at his entrance. Blaine just continued kissing him desperately now because he didn't want to wait any longer to be inside of Kurt. He put another finger in and thrust them in and out slowly trying to let Kurt adjust to the feeling of being filled. He scissored his fingers searching for the spot he knew would break down the last of Kurt's inhibitions. Finally, he felt his fingers brush over a small nub and he felt Kurt clench his muscles around Blaine's fingers.
"HOLY FUCK!", Kurt screamed. That went right to Blaine's cock and made it even harder than it already was. If that was even possible. "Please, Blaine. Now. I need you inside of me now.", Kurt begged.
Blaine quickly withdrew his fingers and heard Kurt literally whimper at the loss and feeling of emptiness. He lubed up his throbbing cock and positioned himself at Kurt's entrance. He wanted to be gentle, but fuck if he couldn't wait any longer so he ended up more or less slamming into Kurt balls deep. He managed to still his hips allowing the pain to ebb away so he could fuck Kurt's tight little ass properly. When he saw Kurt give a slight nod, Blaine pulled out until just the tip was still inside of Kurt and slammed back into him. Kurt gave a slight gasp at the feeling of Blaine's enormous dick buried inside of him. Blaine knew that he wasn't going to last much longer so he angled his hips slightly searching for Kurt's prostate again and thrusting into it sharply.
Kurt let out a loud moan as Blaine continued to pound into his prostate with each thrust. There was pure electricity coursing through his veins as a coil somewhere in his lower abdomen tightened and he could feel himself close to release. He wanted to make sure Blaine was close too, though. He looked up and all he could say was, "Blaine", as he stared into the other boy's eyes. Blaine just continued thrusting and said the sexiest thing Kurt had ever heard directed at him.
"Come with me, Kurt. Let go, baby." That was all it took for Kurt to come so hard it sent a shockwave of shivers down his spine and he saw white lights blinking at the corners of his vision. He could feel himself clench around Blaine and then he felt Blaine's warm come filling him as he came with a violent shudder.
As Kurt snapped back to the present he could hear his father's voice calling for him from downstairs. "Kurt! Why are your clothes down here by the front door?" Blaine stirred at the noise and gave Kurt a small smile until he heard the approaching footsteps on the stairs. He quickly left the bed and dashed into Kurt's walk-in closet and closed the door seconds before Burt barged into the room.
"Kurt, why did you leave your clothes downstairs by the front door? Is there someone else here with you? Because this doesn't look like your shirt.", Burt said with a look of apprehension and parental disapproval on his face.
"No, Dad. I was just doing laundry. That shirt is new…there was, uh, a sale at the Gap today that Mercedes and I went to after school. I was trying it on and then wanted to do some laundry after taking a nap and I guess I overslept. Sorry, Dad." Kurt was pretty impressed with himself for coming up with a lie that fast and just prayed that his dad would believe him.
"Hm, well ok, just be more careful with your things next time. Your clothes are expensive, Kurt, and I don't give you money to just throw them on the floor.", and with that Burt left and closed the door behind him. Kurt sighed and laid back down as Blaine poked his head out of the closet.
"He's gone.", Kurt muttered before looking up to see Blaine laying back down on the bed with him.
"That was a close one, eh?", Blaine said with a smirk pulling at his lips.
"Yeah. Yeah, it was.", Kurt smirked back. The two boys stared at each other for awhile before Kurt felt the need to say something to break the tense silence. "So, what happened today, was that um…?", Kurt trailed off because he wasn't quite sure how to ask Blaine to define what they were now.
"Well, I'm not usually a relationship kind of guy.", Blaine had said while looking at the comforter on Kurt's bed like it held the secrets of the world.
"Yeah, I thought as much. Well, I guess I get that. Um, it was nice and everything, so, um, thank you?', he asked. He really wasn't sure what the etiquette for excusing rejection after losing your virginity to a one night stand was. He just stared at his hands as he wrung them together in his lap. Of course he didn't want a relationship. This was Blaine Anderson, for god's sake.
"I said 'usually.'", Blaine amended. "But I've been known to make exceptions.", he quipped as he looked at Kurt with something akin to hope in his eyes. "That is, if that's what you want."
Kurt couldn't believe this. Here was Blaine Anderson, the school's biggest bad boy and notorious playboy asking him to be his boyfriend. He really didn't have to think twice.
"Yeah…yeah, I'd like that.", he said smiling slightly. Blaine leant over and kissed the lips that now belonged only to him and pulled back gently.
"Will you help me with something then?", he asked Kurt with a serious expression on his face. Kurt nodded in response wondering what Blaine could possibly need from him. "Will you help me get out of here, so I can go get dressed and come back and meet my boyfriend's parents properly?"
Kurt let out a laugh at that and helped his boyfriend sneak out of his window and into the backyard, pointing him in the direction where his car was parked a few houses away.
"Give me fifteen minutes to tell my dad, we're having company for dinner.", Kurt said as he waved at Blaine as he disappeared to his car. Kurt smirked to himself. If you had told him when he woke up this morning that he would have lost his virginity and gained a boyfriend all with Blaine Anderson all in the same day, he would have wondered if you were crazy. Now the only thing he questioned was where he could hide his dad's shotgun so Burt couldn't threaten Blaine with it at dinner.