CHAPTER 10

Blaine was getting ready to leave for work that Friday night when he heard the front door slam downstairs and a commotion on the stairs. Not wanting to seem too nosy, he opted not to open the door and gawk, but just stood at the door and listened, hearing muffled speaking, and what appeared to be…no…surely not. Was it? "Are you kidding me?" he said quietly to himself, pressing his ear to the door.

BANG! Thump…thud…"mmmmmmmmhmmmmmmmm…..oh god…hurry!"

"Ouch! Oh shit….that was my funny bone!"

"NOT the bone I'm worried about right now, Seb…..hurry…"

"Hunter…please…..if you just let go, we can get up the steps faster and…..ohhhhhhhhh…..sweet Jesus!" Sebastian hissed. "Christ, I missed you so fucking much….ok, ok, don't let go…..yes…there…..GODD!"

Blaine was absolutely intrigued now, looking out through the peephole in the door that showed him a very limited view of the hallway. He could make out two figures bumping and banging their way up the stairs, twined around each other and holding on for dear life. They managed to get to the top of the stairs near the new tenant's apartment and disappeared from his sight, but still thumped and thudded their way down the wall until they were obviously right outside his door. He stood there listening, almost half hard himself from just hearing the unbelievably sexy exchange, and totally embarrassed at having heard this intimate moment when suddenly the pair crashed right into his door. His eye was still up to the peephole and he saw the back of a head and then the eyes of another man, a stunning, good looking man who was quite obviously kissing the man who had his back against Blaine's door….and staring Blaine in the eye through the peephole. Sebastian winked at him.

"Shiit!" Blaine hissed, throwing himself back from the door. He was blushing from his head to his toes at being caught, and wanted to crawl under his welcome mat and hide. Still, he could hear them speaking in the hall.

"Seb….oh my God….yes….there…..Please, sweet mother, open the fucking door and get inside! "

"I hope you haven't slacked off on me, Hunter…I plan to have you on your knees all fucking night. It's been a crazy month and nobody does it like you do, baby…"

The jingle of keys signaled their arrival at the door directly across from Blaine's and they finally stumbled inside still tangled up in each other, slamming the door behind them.

"Well, glad I don't share any walls with them…." He mumbled to himself. He was oddly turned on at the scene that had just happened, but as he closed his eyes and tried to clear his head and make his body behave, all he could picture were tanzanite eyes and perfect skin as close as the two in the hallway had been. His hand shot down to his crotch where he was feeling quite uncomfortable by now. Eyes still closed, he shook his head knowing he didn't have time for what he wanted. He leaned back against the door and tried to just breathe evenly and clear his mind. It didn't work. He saw only the grin of the beautiful man with the chestnut hair and suddenly had to know how his hands would feel all over Blaine. He couldn't have 'all over', but he'd settle for one specific area right now. Knowing he was going to be late for work, he shoved off from the door and headed to his bedroom to take care of his growing problem.

"Shit!" he mumbled, flopping down on his back on the bed. His zipper quickly went down, and he unsnapped the button of his jeans. "Oh my God, all I want is one man wrapped around me and I don't even know his name…" Blaine made haste to wrap his fingers around his cock and stroked softly at first, but it was immediately not enough, and soon he was pumping his hand up and down, breathing heavy and grunting his frustration. He grabbed some lube from his bedside table to alleviate the friction somewhat, and found that it helped immensely, but made his imagination go absolutely wild. The vision that pushed him over the edge was of his infatuation on his knees before him, luscious wet lips wide and stretched over his erection, bobbing up and down like it was his job. Perfect, beautiful, pale hands were gripping his hips and would surely leave a bruise or two. His mouth was hot and wet, wrapped around Blaine's cock and sucking steadily as he pulled back…..lips wrapped over his teeth on the way back down. Blaine's brain swam, his hand steadily moving faster, finally feeling the coil of heat in his belly and….

"uunnnggggghhhh!" he groaned as he spewed white ribbons over his fist. "Jeeez….." he muttered, breathing heavily, heart pounding, feeling like he would lose consciousness for a second there. Before his breathing had evened out he very hastily cleaned off with a tissue , zipped and buttoned again and racing for the door, knowing he was going to have to practically run to get there on time.

He whipped open the door and rushed out, barely pausing to shove his key in the lock. He ran toward the stairs before noticing that his new neighbor's door was open. Wanting to spare himself the embarrassment of running into the guy right now, he continued for the stairs and vaulted down them two at a time. At the bottom of the stairs he rounded the corner and slammed straight into the man in the peephole.

"Ugh!" they both grunted and landed in a heap on the floor. Blaine looked up first, got to his feet and offered the other man his hand to help him up.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry! I'm ….late for work and…..and I got sidetracked and…so sorry….." he stammered through his sentence. In the back of his mind, he was beginning to register what this man had been doing while Blaine was laying on his own bed minutes before. He blushed immediately.

"Sebastian Smythe" the man said, extending his hand in greeting with a feral grin.

"Blaine….Blaine Anderson" he answered, still blushing, but firmly shaking Sebastian's hand. "Late for work…..sorry again…" Blaine said, turning toward the door, but realizing that Sebastian had yet to let go of his hand. Finally he was released, though, and he took another step toward the door.

"Blaine?" Sebastian called out to him. Blaine turned and met his eyes. Sebastian had raised his right hand to his nose and, eyes closed, took a long sniff of his fingers slowly and oh-so seductively. He then ran his tongue over his teeth, let his eyes roll back a little and smiled. "Sidetracked, huh? Was it as good for you as it was for me?" He grinned wickedly, seeing the absolute shock on Blaine's face as he realized what it was Sebastian was implying. Smythe turned and walked up the stairs carrying the luggage he'd obviously left in the hall earlier, leaving Blaine to stare openmouthed at his retreating back.