Yay, I updated and this one is even longer! I'm going to try my best to update more often like every other day! I really just wanna get this story out there on the net and out of my head! I'm in the mood to start something new.

I have the next chapter half written and I have most of my ideas for the whole story, it might end up being longer than the first-I just need to work out some kinks.

I hope you all enjoy, and please review-throw some ideas my way or just tell me particular parts you liked!

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Part 3: The Rachel Berry House Party Train Wreck Extravaganza

Kurt woke up around 7PM and started to get ready for Rachel's party, feeling oddly tired with probably too much sleep. He rubbed his eyes before walking into the bathroom to splash his face with water. He knew though that he'd get over his tiredness in a half hour or so as he got walking around.

Kurt returned to his bedroom to see Blaine still sleeping, cuddled up in the blanket, smiling in his sleep, he was probably glad he was away from his psycho, douche bag parents.

He pulled out black jeans, a blue and white horizontally stripped t-shirt and a leather jacket and set them on the bed on top of Blaine's legs. He started to undress, pulling his pants off and then his shirt when Blaine started to wake.

"Hey," he blinked his eyes open and smiled when he saw his boyfriend only in his underwear.

Kurt blushed and then smiled, "Hi,"

"Come here," Blaine rolled on his back on Kurt's bed, sprawled out on it and motioned w his hands and then opened them wide.

Kurt walked over and bent down to get in Blaine's arms. Blaine leaned his head into Kurt's and kissed him, placing his lips between Kurt's, sucking on them gently. His hand traveled down Kurt's back and then smacked his butt lightly before pushing Kurt by his butt to lay on top of him. Kurt fell on Blaine and into the kiss.

"Blaine, my clothes," he muttered into the kiss, "are gonna wrinkle," he continued but moaned as Blaine flipped them and grinded against Kurt.

"I want you so bad, let's have sex soon, very soon," Blaine moaned out as Kurt started to pull away.

"Babe, we gotta go to Rachel's party, we can talk about it now though if you want, I think we need to prepare ourselves before we make this big step," Kurt stood up, he was half hard and it was quite obvious through his underwear.

Blaine's eyes never left him, "Okay," he just said, licking his lips, as he adjusted himself in his jeans.

Kurt blushed a deeper shade of pink because Blaine was staring at him like a piece of meat, who he wanted to grind against.

Kurt grabbed his clothes and pulled them on quickly.

"I think I should be the top, I am the more dominant one," Kurt said, looking Blaine over before turning to face the mirror as he started brushing his hair and then holding it in place down with hairspray.

"Um, I guess," Blaine shrugged, watching him, kind of wanting to be the one in control for a change in his life after being sexually assaulted.

"Blaine, I'll be able to guide you through everything, help you conquer all your fears, we can do it when your parents go to Italy for vacation, that's next week right?" Kurt glanced at Blaine who just nodded.

Kurt walked over to him and climbed on the bed, and gently stroked his worried face, "it all will be okay, I promise." Kurt searched Blaine's eyes for calmness, but it didn't arrive.

"What's wrong?" Kurt knelt beside him and looked down at him lying there, "you really want to do this, you bring it up all the time. Why are you so worried? I'll take care of you, I promise,"

The worry vanished. He knew Kurt would be gentle and help him face all his fears, "Okay, I trust you."

"Good," Kurt patted Blaine's thigh before getting off the bed, "Now get dressed."

"Kurt…I don't have any other clothes, can I just stay in this?" He looked at his plain clothes that were now wrinkled from the sleep. Blaine just shrugged, not caring about his appearance.

"No, no way, here," Kurt said before turning into his closet pulling out white skinny jeans a pair of knee high boots and a button down shirt with flowers on it.

"Kurt, no, that's your style," Blaine sat up and looked at the clothes like what the heck, and just took the white jeans.

He stood up and put the rest back in his closet. He ended up picking a black button down shirt and white suspenders with a pair of black and white saddle shoes. While in Kurt's closet, he found a black t-shirt on the floor with a white golden gate bridge on it. Blaine looked at Kurt who was too concerned with his appearance in the mirror that Blaine could get away with taking the shirt. Blaine smelled it, knowing it wasn't freshly washed, but wasn't smelly either, it just smelled like Kurt, sweet and fresh. He folded it quickly putting it with the rest of the clothes in his hand, throwing it on the bed. He swiftly put the shirt in his book bag and zipped it up. He would have wore it, but he didn't want it to start smelling like him, instead of Kurt.

"I was trying to help," Kurt huffed and crossed his arms as he stared into the mirror brushing his hair with a fine tooth comb.

"I appreciate it, babe, I'm so happy that we're the same size pretty much, but you're taller and skinnier, so these might be really tight on me," Blaine laughed as he started to undress. He took off his t-shirt and put on the black button down, and then took off his jeans and put the white ones on to reveal that you could see a bulge in his pants because they were obviously too tight. Blaine wanted to laugh, but stopped himself as he saw Kurt so seriously observing him.

"Nice," was all Kurt said, giving him a once over. He helped Blaine tuck his pants in and fixed the collar around the suspenders that Blaine was putting on.

"You look kind of 80s," Kurt laughed and then Blaine started laughing too.

"I know, I look insane, like a gay man's dream," Blaine cupped himself and laughed, "look at the bulge these pants are giving me. I look huge, right?" Blaine grinned and said excitedly.

"Rawr, sexy," Kurt pulled his boyfriend closer so their hips were connected and started feeling him up through his pants. Blaine let out a deep moan from the bottom of his throat at the unexpected touch.

Kurt grinned evilly and continued speaking as he kept caressing Blaine, "we're gonna have so much fun, we'll get drunk out of our minds and stay the night at Rach's or have Finn or someone sober take us home," Kurt grinned wide and kissed Blaine.

"Mmm, good idea," Blaine moaned as Kurt pulled away.

Blaine was wide awake now by the time they arrived at Rachel's party. Blaine was socializing with Brittany, sitting on spare chairs in the corner while Kurt got them drinks. "Blaine, why won't you let me kiss you or at least touch you," Brittany's eyes kept gazing at the bulge in his jeans.

"I'm with Kurt, Brit," Blaine kept looking over at Kurt, hoping he'd come save him.

"So I kissed Kurt. Could you explain to me how two guys have sex? Because I only get how two girls or two guys have sex," she asked with wide eyes.

"Um," Blaine laughed uncomfortably, "Kurt!" he yelled as he started to get up. Kurt glanced at him with two drinks in his hand.

"It's because that's all I have experience doing, you know…maybe you could teach me how two guys screw…I'm really interested," she said seriously tilting her head at Blaine as if trying to understand. Blaine stood suddenly, and kept glaring at Kurt who was taking his sweet time coming back. Kurt was talking to Mercedes now.

"I'm sorry Brit, but I got to go. Maybe if I'm ever single, I'll explore my sexuality and help you explore yours, but not right now," Blaine kind of shrugged, not sure if he meant it, but he had to tell her something to get her off his back. He knew one thing: he wanted to have sex with Kurt, but knew with a girl, he'd automatically be the dominant one in the situation, which he felt he needed if he ever wanted to feel better about what was done to him. He wasn't sure if Kurt would give him that control and dominance he needed to get by.

Blaine ran to Kurt, "Why didn't you save me," he muttered, grabbing the drink out of his hand. Kurt was mid laugh when Blaine came crashing into their conversation.

Mercedes looked at Blaine, "Hey white boy. Just ignore Brittany, she sleeps with anything with two legs. You're just something she hasn't conquered yet,"

Blaine didn't reply, but turned to Kurt and grabbed his arm and pulled him to him, "stick with me," he requested quietly, making sure everyone in the room knew he was taken by Kurt.

"Babe, relax, we need to get you drunk. Puck broke open Rachel's dads' liquor cabinet, we're gonna get sloshed," Kurt laughed and downed his first drink. He motioned to Blaine's drink and Blaine put it up to his lips and drank it down like Kurt's, all in one shot.

Blaine smiled at him and shook his head at the sensation that was building up in his brain, "I never been drunk before."

"Good, then we'll have so much fun," was all Kurt said as he poured them another cranberry and vodka.

Rachel was walking around with a tray of food, offering them tortilla chips with her mango salsa dip, oblivious to the hard liquor being passed around.

After everyone had a few drinks in them, even Rachel, who was singing "Don't Rain on My Parade" on the little makeshift stage in the basement, where everyone was hanging out. Puck and Lauren were dancing, screaming at Rachel to sing something more fun and upbeat. Brittany and Santana were fighting again, so much so that Santana stormed upstairs and Brittany just sat there asking everyone dumbly "What did I do?" Finn was watching Rachel with big eyes. Mike and Tina were making out as usual. Artie was watching everyone, especially Brittany who broke up with him about a month ago. Kurt and Blaine were just playing around in their own little drunk happy world.

Kurt lifted Blaine over his shoulders, twirling him around, slapping his ass with a laugh as he started getting more and more dizzy, he started to sway and crashed into the wall.

Both Blaine and Kurt started laughing. Blaine started to wiggle his way out of Kurt's grasp and settle on the ground and against Kurt, who was leaning against the wall he crashed into.

"I wish we were alone because I wanna go down on you so bad right now," Blaine said as he sloppily started kissing Kurt. His tongue snaking out and entering Kurt's mouth, moving at a rapid pace. They walked together kissing, trying to make it to the couch nearby where Brittany now was sitting.

Kurt massaged his tongue against Blaine's with a moan, wrapping his arms around him tightly. Kurt wrapped one leg around Blaine's waist, and Blaine hoisted Kurt up, lifting him so Kurt ended up wrapping his other leg around him, and Blaine fell on the couch with Kurt under him.

Brittany stared at them curiously before she started caressing Blaine's back.

Brittany knelt in front of them, wanting to join in but not knowing where she'd fit.

Blaine started grinding against Kurt at a fast animal-like pace. Kurt gripped his back tightly, moaning loudly, letting Blaine dry hump him.

Brittany got off the couch and knelt by where their faces were gently brushing back Blaine's hair and then pulling it lightly then more roughly to the point where Blaine slowed down and had to pull away, obviously confused. Blaine was breathing heavily, watching Brittany and then looked back at Kurt who looked at Brittany incredulously.

"Can I just please join in?" Brittany asked leaning in and kissing Kurt on the cheek and then kissing Blaine on the side of his mouth.

Blaine wanted to react, and kiss her back… the girl wanted him badly and he was so drunk that kissing a girl sounded like fun and meaningless, but he knew in doing so, Kurt might kill him. So all Blaine did was stare.

"Brit, we're kind of crunched for space. I don't understand where your obsession is coming from," Kurt said sitting up under Blaine, looking at her curiously. His hard on rubbed up against Blaine's erection causing Blaine to hitch a breath. Kurt suddenly felt sober at the reality that some weird orgy might occur and that made him feel uncomfortable.

"You're just both so pretty," she sat on the ground crossed legged and stared at them, "and then you just laid in front of me, making out and all up on each other, it made me want you all the more, especially you Blaine," she stared blankly at Blaine, blinking innocently.

"I-I may be drunk, Brittany, but no," Kurt said, pushing at Blaine , who rolled off Kurt, but remained on the couch. Kurt got up, staring down at Blaine who lounged on the couch with his hard on obvious through his pants.

"Can't we just give in?" Blaine asked, "She's really pretty, for a girl, and if I brought her home, maybe my parents would shut up,"

"Blaine, we'll discuss this later," Kurt said standing up.

Blaine shrugged and waved bye to Brittany as Kurt pulled Blaine up and then along by the hand, "Ow, chill out, Kurt. I don't like want her, I mean," he sighed when Kurt brought him upstairs and sat him down on the living room couch. He wanted to tell Kurt that he just wanted to be the one in control with sex and with a girl, he thought that might be easier than with Kurt, who clearly is very strong and a little more dominant than him. That and he just thought having a girl who's a friend over might make him look straight to his parents.

"I'm gonna call my dad to pick us up," Kurt said pulling out his cell phone. Blaine just watched him like a scolded child.

"Kurt, you know I want you," Blaine rested his head on Kurt's shoulder looking up at him with an innocent smile, "Don't be mad at me, please?"

"Blaine, I'm not. I just think it'll be nicer if we stayed the night at my house…"

"Here, there's no supervision or suspicion, we can just hold each other all night," Blaine grinned at the thought, wrapping his arms around Kurt.

"Plus, we're so drunk," Blaine burped quietly and then laughed, "Your dad will not likey," Blaine playfully poked Kurt's chest and started tickling him.

"Stop," Kurt giggled, pushing his hands away from him, but clearly enjoying it.

"I can sleep over tomorrow night and the next and the next," Blaine laughed as he pulled away from Kurt and got up and started going downstairs.

"Hey, I didn't agree yet," Kurt said quietly as Blaine kept walking downstairs.

"I'm getting more to drink be back up in a minute, you want another one?" Blaine asked.

"I'm okay," Kurt said and sighed, leaning back against the couch. He guessed Blaine was right, they could get away with a lot more at Rachel's house when Rachel's parents weren't around, and if he sobered up, he could bring Blaine home later in the night.

Blaine headed downstairs and screamed, "BEST PARTY EVER, WOO!" Kurt smiled and rolled his eyes at that, Blaine was a character when drunk, a very cute one at that.

Everyone cheered as he grabbed another drink and downed it quickly before pouring himself another one.

Rachel was hanging on Finn who looked annoyed; Finn was the only one who was seemingly sober.

Brittany skipped over to him, "Did you go to space with the unicorns?" she asked, "That's what I thought when you left so fast. I said how could someone leave so fast without me even noticing. I mean it had to be a rocket ship."

"to Mars," Blaine agreed and laughed hysterically, almost falling over himself as he laughed. He fell into the back of the couch.

"Really? Wow. What was it like?" Brittany asked and fell over the couch just copying Blaine's movements.

Blaine looked at Brittany curiously and stroked back a piece of blonde hair, "I wanna take you home to my parents so bad, they would love you," he said drunkenly with a huge grin.

"Okay," Brittany said. Blaine stood, swaying a little as he downed the rest of his drink and smiled at Brittany, who stood and faced Blaine.

Blaine grabbed her by the ass and pulled her closer, "Don't tell Kurt any of this," he mumbled before pulling away and stumbling up the stairs, but not before grabbing another drink, a bottle of beer.

Blaine stomped his way up the stairs, stumbling on the last step, falling forward, reappearing to Kurt, half on the floor. He grinned as he stood and staggered towards Kurt, who looked shocked.

"Blaine, what the fuck, did you have like five drinks while you were down there?" Kurt stood immediately and grabbed Blaine and helped him to the couch.

"I gots youuu a drink," Blaine slurred out and offered Kurt the beer. Blaine struggled to open it and as soon as he did, he brought it up to Kurt's lips.

"it's makes you feel better," Blaine mumbled tilting it, spilling it on Kurt, who was pushing his hand away.

Kurt grabbed the bottle and put it on the coffee table.

"No Blaine! No more drinking" he said firmly, "we're going to sleep right now, and no arguing," Kurt said sternly and seriously. He grabbed a hold of Blaine and pushed him down against the couch so that he was laying. Kurt slipped off Blaine's shoes and put them on the floor. He kicked his own boots off.

He stared at Blaine who looked up at him with a dopey happy smile on his face, ready to be tucked in.

"I lovee you, Kurty, you are so beautiful, like a sunrise, or a unicorn, or a princess," Blaine mumbled and smiled and sighed softly thinking about Kurt and those things.

"Why thank you," Kurt just said, looking at how tight his jeans were on Blaine, wondering if he should take them off or not. They looked really uncomfortable and straining.

"Blaine, honey, are you comfortable?" Kurt asked as Blaine wiggled and made a face at Kurt, groaning, and started moving his hips and pulling at the tight white jeans.

"I love being in your pants, but they hurt," Blaine cried out, tugging at them, trying to pull them off.

"Alright, be patient," Kurt unclipped Blaine's suspenders and then Blaine's pants and gently tugged them off for Blaine. As Kurt was doing that Blaine sighed contently, "Thanks, now I go to sleep," Blaine mumbled, turning away from Kurt and curling up and closing his eyes. Kurt sighed watching him and folded the jeans, putting them on the coffee table alongside his suspenders.

Kurt took his pants off quickly and folded them next to Blaine's. He grabbed the blanket that was laying over the couch and laid next to Blaine, spooning him. He fixed the blanket so it was over both of them, and then he wrapped his arm around Blaine.

Blaine turned to face him and wrapped his arms around him.

"You're pants are off too," Blaine entwined their legs and moved his legs around against Kurt's legs.

"Yes," Kurt breathed out, looking over at Blaine. His curly hair was all over the place and his green eyes were tired, but he was smiling, so he was happy.

Blaine suddenly pinned the sober Kurt and looked down at him, "I still wanna give you a blow job," was all he said in a whisper against Kurt's lips.

"Babe," Kurt breathed, he felt his crotch stirring and his stomach building up with excitement, "you're so drunk, just sleep it off."

Blaine started kissing Kurt's neck, "we're alone," he mumbled, "I can do it if I want to, just please, I never did it before, and I wanna suck on you, now,"

Kurt breathed out, "Okay," was all he said as Blaine started to lift Kurt's shirt up and over his head. Blaine stopped to look at him and grinned before leaning down to kiss his neck again.

"You're gonna regret this in the morning," Kurt said. He felt guilty that he was turned on so much by his drunken boyfriend.

"No, I never regret anything with you," Blaine said as he pushed down Kurt's boxer briefs and looked at him.

He gasped, "beautiful," he put his mouth on Kurt, who bucked his hips feeling the warmth surrounding his cock, nothing like he ever experienced before.

Blaine licked Kurt's shaft and sucked on it while he fingered Kurt's balls gently.

"OH, Ohh," Kurt cried, breathing heavily. "Oh God," Kurt said. He put his hand on Blaine's curly hair and gently tugged on his hair.

As Blaine sped up his movement against him, Kurt screamed out, "I'm gonna come, Blaine," he cried out and Blaine pulled away a little, but not enough as Kurt thrusted into Blaine's mouth. Blaine coughed a little before swallowing and licking the rest up.

"I do good?" Blaine asked with a grin as he pulled away and puts Kurt's boxers back up. He settled against Kurt again. His hard on rubbing up against Kurt's thighs.

"Yeah, very," Kurt sighed as he fingered Blaine in between them and started caressing him slowly.

"Mmm, oh," Blaine moaned and cried out quietly as Kurt got him off.