Chapter 4

Heavenly! That's the way Blaine could describe the current scene. Lounging out by the pool naked with his gorgeous boyfriend. The soreness had faded from the waxings they had endured, and now they were relaxing after they showered and thoroughly cleaned themselves. Blaine had to admit that the aftermath of the waxing was totally worth it if it meant that his boyfriend's beautiful skin was even more smooth and sensitive than usual.

He had been caressing him all morning. He allowed his mind to take him back to this morning when he was using a loofah to cleanse his boyfriend's back, but the sponge was quickly abandoned when Kurt slid his hands down Blaine's wet, soapy back and firmly squeezed his ass. Blaine immediately found Kurt's lips with his own and then moved his own mouth down, down to Kurt's lucious, fully erect dick, engulfing it while he looked at Kurt, his head falling back against the shower stall wall as he cried for Blaine to never stop what he was doing. He even dared to allow his tongue to venture, first to Kurt's ball sac and then further, further in between his boyfriend's legs as his fingers slid in between his cheeks, teasing playfully as Kurt cried out in orgasmic bliss.

"Well, damn. I wanted to keep going," Blaine boldly said with a wink.

"Thank you," Kurt laughed playfully as he picked up the shower head and sprayed the creamy mess from the shower walls. "But the articles I read said you need to wait a little while after you irrigate because liquid could seep out, and it's supposed to be really unsexy. Besides, I like what you just did. A lot," he said hoarsely, like his voice was as wrecked as he was from what had just transpired.

"I liked it too. You're perfect. I love touching you," Blaine said as he washed his face with his own loofah.

"I love it too, but it's kinda unfair," Kurt pouted. "Because someone is cleaning himself now before I could make him dirty, like he just did to me," Kurt pulled the loofa from Blaine's hands and kissed him dirtily before dropping to his knees and returning the favor.

And now, they were both lying on the lounge chairs, hair relaxed and unstyled so they could both pull and tug it as they made out under the sun when the urge struck them. They had the whole weekend to explore and study one another and how to make each other fall apart. The worst part about it was that Kurt was irresistible like this, and yet, he insisted that they stick to their timetable.

They actually made a plan that the poolside was the perfect place for their explorations, as the water was right there and the whole area was surrounded by a fence and landscape that blocked any nosy neighbors from seeing what they were getting up to. They had Katy Perry blasting from the sound system to drown out any noise from their neighbors or noise that they made. Kurt was a screamer, although Kurt assured him that when he climaxed, all the dogs joined in with the howl that he made. Blaine had argued that he was not that bad until Kurt recorded him and the resounding dogs in the background. Kurt- one. Blaine-zero. Although, he realized that he got a hell of an orgasm out of it so they both kinda won.

Kurt sighed happily as Blaine sat down behind him on the chair and started rubbing his bare back with sunscreen. "You're starting to pinken."

"Yeah. It's not fair. Some of us get a gorgeously tan and others turn into lobsters after being in the sun for two whole minutes. We might need to rethink this. I'd hate to get a sunburn on my ass," Kurt chuckled.

"As would I. Although, I promise to kiss it all better. Besides, it couldn't be as red as it was last night."

Kurt sat up straight as Blaine massaged the cream into his upper back. "I should cut you off for that. Were you trying to torture me, or did you actually get joy from hearing me scream like that? Your neighbors probably thought I was rehearsing to replace Linda Blair in the Exorcist."
"I normally take pleasure in making you scream, especially when you demand me not to stop and those pretty eyes of yours roll up. I thought I've heard every expletive that existed after walking in on Jeff and Nick that time in our room, but you put them to shame. My baby has a dirty," he kissed Kurt on the neck, "dirty-" he kissed him behind the ear and then whispered, "mouth."

"Which is exactly how you like it, as this next foray into exploration will prove. I'd say it's about to get A LOT dirtier," Kurt teased, licking his lips as he swung around toward Blaine and pushed him back in the chair and straddled him, lowering his body on top of Blaine's and kissing him messily as the music continued to play.

"Don't tease me, Kurt," Blaine panted, as his hands tangled into Kurt's already unruly hair as Kurt started grinding against him.

"I don't intend to tease at all," Kurt purred, taking both of their lengths in his hand.

"Oh hell yes," Blaine cried out. This night was going to be perfect, just the two of them, no distractions, no limitations, no regrets. Just love and hot, hot sex.


Cooper Anderson was excited. It had been months since he had been back to Ohio, but now, he was finally free, and he had some amazing news to share. He knew that Blaine was going to be home this weekend. His mom had told him earlier when they talked on the phone. He knew Kurt would most likely be there as well, since his mom told him that they had practically been joined at the hip all summer.

Kurt seemed like a great guy, at least from what he saw when he had visited Blaine back in the spring. He had called him the most handsome man in America, and then he even listened to him and gave him advice when Blaine was angry at him. They had even skyped a few times, the three of them, because Cooper wasn't able to travel now with his current gig. He had a new pilot that he had been cast for, and he needed advice. He was supposed to play a gay lifeguard, and he needed to do some research. The best way to do that was to talk to his two favorite gays and maybe even spend time in their pool, goofing around, and practicing his life-saving skills.

He let the door slam behind him as he dropped his bag on the living room floor (He could do that since his mom wasn't home) and yelled out loud. "Blainey? Kurt? You guys around here somewhere?" He chuckled when he heard "Teenage Dream blaring from the pool house stereo system. "He still loves his Katy. He'll crap his pants when he sees the autograph I got for him," he said to no one as he grabbed a glass from the cabinet and poured a glass of lemon berry tea. Kurt was definitely here. Blaine had told him that it was Kurt's favorite beverage. Actually, he knew more about Kurt than he did his own brother because Blaine never stopped talking about him. He was quite jealous of Blaine, really. To be so young and already be so in love with someone. It was sweet.

He sat his glass in the sink and slid the glass door open and closed it behind him. He rounded the corner and was halfway to the pool's gate when he heard something. A scream.

Oh god! Was one of them hurt? Was it a pool emergency? He could practice his life-saving skills right now. He yanked his shirt over his head and dropped it to the ground as he dashed to the gate and quickly unlatched it, letting it slam closed behind him. His eyes darted around quickly as he searched the water to see if one of the boys was in danger when he froze in place.

"Oh god, yes. Blaine! Yes! Just like that!" Kurt was lying on his stomach on a chaise lounge chair, his ass elevated up higher than the rest of his body and his brother was perched on his knees, which were resting on a lounge cushion and Blaine was on the ground behind him, although he really couldn't see him because Kurt was blocking his view. A very naked Kurt, who hadn't seemed to notice that he and Blaine were no longer alone.

"Blaine, what the hell are you two doi-? Cooper froze in mid-sentence when Blaine's head shot up right above Kurt's ass. Something slipped off his tongue as he started to speak.

"Coop, what the hell?" Blaine yelled as Kurt practically fell off the lounge chair and scrambled to get something, anything to cover his naked body with. He attempted to grab a cushion, which Blaine's knee was still on, and jerked it harshly, causing Blaine to lose his balance and fall forward clumsily onto the lounge chair.

Coop quickly threw a robe that had been sitting on a chair at his brother. "Apparently, I'm not doing anything half as exciting as you too. I'm not even going to ask about what I think I just saw."

"You wouldn't have seen anything if I knew you were coming. What are you doing in Ohio?" Blaine questioned as he straightened himself, his hand perched on his side as he did when he was thoroughly annoyed.

"Dress first, then yell at me!" Cooper demanded, alerting Blaine to the fact that he was in fact, standing there in front of his brother still stark naked. Kurt struggled to hold the cushion in place as he reached with his other hand for his robe that was lying on the other lounge chair.

"Cooper, a little privacy please," Kurt squealed as he attempted to put on the robe with one hand while he tried to conceal himself with the cushion. His attempt was unsuccessful as the cushion slipped from his hand as he fought to get his arm in the sleeve, flashing Cooper, who for some reason, was still standing there like a voyeur.

"COOP, GEEZ! GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE AND LET US GET DECENT!"

"Uh, yeah. Sure thing, Squirt. Although Kurt seemed to think what you were doing felt more than decent, judging by his banshee screams," Cooper replied cheekily as he turned around and exited the gate. "You two get dressed and come to the living room. We should chat."


This was a nightmare. Cooper wasn't supposed to be here this weekend. Noone was, except him and Kurt. They had major plans, which were now ruined. What was worse is that his brother thought that they should talk about what he just saw them doing. What was he planning? Blackmail? Blabbing to his parents? He wouldn't put it past his brother. He sighed heavily as he tied the belt of his robe around his waist. "Kurt, you ok?" he called out to his boyfriend who had fled to the poolhouse. He cracked the door open and saw Kurt hunkered down on the couch, his knees up and his head resting on them. His body was shaking.

"Hell no, I'm not ok. Your brother just walked in on us when your tongue was in my ass," he replied, his head hunched down between his knees. "I'm never coming out of here."

"Hey, I said that same thing when I had my thirteenth birthday party here. It was a pool party, and I just came to terms that I was gay when I saw Gregory in his tight swim trunks. One of the other guys hollered out, "Hey Woody, where's Buzz." He pointed to my own swim trunks, which were embarrassingly tented. I ran in here and slammed the door behind me, refusing to come out. Cooper came in here and we sat on this very couch and just talked. I came out to him that day. I seriously thought that memory would be the worst one I'd ever have of this place. If only that were true," Blaine blushed, dropping his head down and chuckling lightly.
"Although, it could be worse."

Kurt's head shot up and he glared at his boyfriend. "How in the hell could this be worse?"

"At least it was Coop and not my mom or dad. Or worse. It could've been your dad."

"Ok, that would've been worse," Kurt admitted, his cheeks still blood red. "Do you think he'd tell anybody what he saw?"

"Cooper? Not on purpose. But will he probably blab it out in the most embarrassing place possible? Yep," Blaine replied, sighing. He took Kurt's hand in his own and stroked it lovingly. "Come on. Let's go get this over with."

"So, are either of you going to explain what you were doing?" Cooper grinned as he sat down across from his brother on the loveseat.

"Actually, no. I don't care to in the least," Blaine replied. "How about you, babe."

Kurt shook his head. "Nope. Not now, not ever."

"What are you doing home?" Blaine asked as his back rested against the sofa, his knees falling apart.

"Squirt, you're in a robe and I can see your hose. Care to put it back in the truck there?" Cooper laughed as Blaine looked down in horror and realized that he flashed his brother for a second time in a matter of minutes. Kurt laughed and crossed his legs tightly to make sure that his boyfriend's brother didn't see more of him than he already had earlier.

"What are you doing here?" Blaine questioned.

"I had good news and a break from my shooting schedule. I haven't seen you in a while, and mom said you'd be home,``Cooper explained.

"Did it occur to you that I may not be alone?"

"Actually, mom told me that Kurt would be here. That's why I didn't call. I wanted to surprise you both, since Kurt is a fan of mine."

"Well, you certainly accomplished that goal," Kurt muttered. "I've never been more surprised in my life."

"That goes for me too, you know. I'm not even going to ask what I interrupted," Cooper replied.

"You already did. You didn't get it out of me then, and you aren't getting it out of me now."

"Sounds like something Kurt said to you while he was on that chair," Cooper laughed, almost doubling over on the couch arm.

Kurt's cheeks flamed crimson as he buried his head into his boyfriend's shoulder. "Used to be a fan. Now, I'm contemplating all the places in this huge house where I could hide your body," he muttered under his breath.

"Hide my body? Seems that thought would be more fitting for the both of you, seeing that I saw you both naked just a few minutes ago."

"Are you ever going to drop it?" Blaine sighed.

"Don't need to. Kurt already did that back by the pool." Cooper howled with laughter.

"All the times that you tried to explain why your brother kinda got on your nerves. I get it now." Kurt said to his boyfriend.

"You said you had good news?" Blaine interrupted, trying to change the subject.

"I'm going to be on television! Like something bigger than a commercial this time," Cooper gushed, his hands swinging wildly in excitement. "I got cast in a new pilot. It's gonna be my first tv show!"

"That's great!" Blaine jumped up and rushed over to his big brother and gave him a big hug. "What's the show?'

"Squirt, the hose is swinging free again. God, go get dressed. Then I'll tell you all about it."


Both Kurt and Blaine retreated to Blaine's room and got dressed in something that didn't lead to a wardrobe malfunction and returned to the living room. "So tell me about this show," Blaine coaxed, as he sat back down on the couch.

"It's called Guards. I play a lifeguard. That's why I ran out to the pool. I heard a scream and I figured that one of you was in trouble. I figured I could get some real-life practice in, and you know, save my brother's life and all, since I had to go through training and all. I never actually got to rescue an actual person, although that dummy was fairly lifelike. She had a nice rack."

"Coop, so when do you start shooting?" Blaine asked.

"Next week, which is why I wanted to talk to you this weekend before filming began. I needed to ask you guys something, you know, for research purposes."

"Research?" Kurt cocked his head sideways. "How is talking to us research?"

"Cause my character has to come out in the first episode. He's gay and I thought it'd be great to talk to you guys because you both had to do that, even though Blaine says that you didn't really have to because everybody already knew."

Kurt glared at Blaine, who scooted away from his boyfriend a little. "You weren't supposed to blurt that out either, Coop." Blaine sighed.

"I wasn't supposed to see Kurt's bare ass today either, but things happen," Cooper chuckled. "Anyway, I need both of your help. My character, Kip, is like, really comfortable with his gayness around everybody except his parents. In fact, he's so comfortable with his sexuality that he's kinda like a ho and he's getting buck wild with another guy in the very first episode. Obviously, I came to the right people to talk to," Cooper laughed.

Kurt shook his head back and forth. "Oh my god."

"Yep, Heard you say that earlier too," Cooper teased. "So, the coming out part won't be so bad. I remember when you came out to me, buddy, and I committed it to memory just in case I ever had to use it for a scene. But I have to do something else that I've never really done before," Cooper dropped his eyes down so that he was staring at the floor.

"Which is?"

"Ihavetorimhim," Coop muttered.

"What? Kurt asked, glancing at Cooper and then his boyfriend in confusion.

"Rimming! I HAVE TO pretend to rim him!" Cooper practically yelled. "And I'm not really sure what that even is, although I think you two came pretty close to showing me how it was done earlier.

Blaine bit his lip to try to stifle a laugh, but it came out as half laugh half snort. "Wait, is this porn."

"It's not. It's all simulated. They said they won't show much aside from his naked ass and some thrusting, but my junk will be covered," Cooper explained. "Anyway, I figured that you two could help me, since you are obviously experts.."

"Actually, no. We really aren't, since you interrupted us, and it was the only time we ever tried, and most likely, the last," Kurt snarked.

"Wait, the last?" Blaine squeaked. "But you didn't even get to do it to me y-" He stopped when he saw Kurt's bitch glare as he gestured to Cooper, reminding him that his brother was still there.

"So wait, that was the first time? What was it like?" Cooper inquired.

"It was quite amazing, UNTIL we were interrupted by you. Is that the reason you kept leering?" Kurt questioned.

Cooper nodded.

"You know that straight couples do it too, right? You didn't have to come to us." Blaine blurted and then sighed.

"Well, I did. I asked a few buddies, but they all said they never tried it. But one of them said that the gays love that stuff, and it seems like they were right," Cooper teased, cocking an eyebrow.

"Well, at least it's just simulated. Are you just giving, or are you on the receiving end too?" Kurt asked. Blaine slapped his shoulder, as if to ask why are you asking him this.

"Um, I think I'm just giving, for this episode anyway. Why?"

"Well, you're kind of a hairy guy, but many gay guys, especially gay guys prefer the hairless look. Especially in that area," Kurt said, grinning at Blaine slyly.

"Yeah, I noticed your ass was smooth. Blaine glared at Cooper as if to say, what the hell, man. "Don't look at me like that. It was right in my line of sight, and his skin is so freakin pale, that I'd notice if it had hair or not. Are you just naturally that way? My own screen partner said his agent said he should schedule a waxing session for his chest and his ass. Do you think that I should get it done too?"

"Definitely! Blaine smiled wildly. "The fans would love it."

"But doesn't it hurt? I've dated a couple of chicks that say it hurts like hell. Cooper looked concerned.

"Nah. It wasn't that bad," Blaine said, almost biting his lip to stifle a laugh from escaping. "Was it Kurt?"

"Nope. Not that bad at all. Actually, you should bring a friend along to record it. To show how manly you are. Blaine could go, for support and all, at least for the chest part."

"You'd do that buddy?" Cooper asked, perching his chin on his hand.

"Of course. No problem. What are brothers for?" Blaine grinned.


Author's Notes: There. You got a little smut from me. I'm sorry it got interrupted. This started out different and evolved into something else, but I hope you still enjoy it. I'd love to hear your thoughts. I'm thinking there will be one more chapter to this unless anyone else has a prompt or something they'd like me to incorporate or questions you want me to answer. I hope that you all have a happy fourth.