Blaine lifted his head off a soft pillow and looked around the dark room. He could see it was still night out, no light peeking through the window shades. He turned his body, so his back was against the wall and lifted him self up. Kurt's bare body laid off his with a thud and he winced at the noise. He cautiously stood up and hopped off the bed, landing lightly on his tippy toes. He crept through the pitch black room towards what he thought was the bathroom. He opened the door and flicked on the light.
"The closet.." He said to himself with a smile. Luckily it had a mirror in it, so he looked himself over. He was also naked, sporting a few hickeys on his chest and his neck. Sighing, he left the closet and hobbled back to bed, holding Kurt close in his arms.
"Rough night, you two?" Finn asked, stuffing his mouth with pancakes. He examined a tired looking Kurt and Blaine cuddled up on the couch, watching The Lion King. Neither boy answered him, to tired to even move. Finn shrugged, finishing off his pancakes. He drank the rest of his orange juice as soon as the doorbell rang. Kurt turned his head towards the door, giving it an odd look. "It's Rach. She went to her house for something." Finn said opening the door.
"Good heavens, Finn! It's pouring down out there and you kept me waiting!" She stepped into the home, removing her rain coat and shoes.
"For like two seconds, Rachel chill." He closed the door and went to sit on the couch.
"I guess we're staying in today. We can watch movies and maybe- oh hello Blaine! Kurt! I didn't know you two were up yet." Rachel sat in between Finns legs, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Yeah, but I'm so tired now." Kurt said tiredly. He rolled his head back on Blaine, closing his eyes.
"Wanna. Go back to bed. Babe?" Blaine asked through his tiredness. Kurt nodded and they both stood up, waving food bye to their friends. The treked down the stairs and closed the door behind them. Once the door was closed they smiled at each other.
"It worked! You sir are a good actor!" Blaine bowed playfully to Kurt and sat on his coffee table, despite a few chairs that were there.
"You are too." Kurt said. He say at his desk and opened his laptop. He typed in his super long password 'KlaineIsForeverKurtAndBlaineBitches' and logged onto Facebook. "Oh great." He said, reading what Rachel posted not too long ago.
"What?" Blaine said walking over.
"Rachel said 'Hanging with my Frankenteen! Too bad Kurt and Blaine are downstairs doing God knows what instead of up here with us.' I'm going to kill her!"
"Look! Twenty likes already. Read the comments, baby." Blaine said logging in on his phone.
Puck: They getting it on again? And l'm not there to see it... Again?! Geez give me your schedule!
Santana: Wanky!
Rachel: Puck... I'm not even going to say anything..
Kurt: geez! Stop commenting! We are trying to sleep and our notifications keep blowing up!
Puck: "trying" to "sleep"
Blaine: Baby, stop worrying about your notifications blowing up, an come back to blow me(;
Kurt gasped, face tinting red. He turned around and pushed Blaine over the chair. He heard him laugh, so Kurt chuckled, still blushing madly.
Santana: WAAAAAAANKY!
Puck: Damn Hummel! Get some!
Quinn: well... I didn't even.. Okay.
Finn: Kurt.. That's not even.
Kurt: Okay bye!
Sam: Tell Blaine I said hey!
Blaine: Hey Sam! :D
Sam: sup bro?
Kurt: ... Really.
Blaine: watching Kurt give me head (;
Kurt: Okay that's enough!
Kurt shut his laptop off and glared at Blaine who was staring back.
"Blaine that's not even funny! My dad gets on there too!" Kurt said smiling slightly. Blaine's iPhone buzzed and he looked down.
Finn: Finn Hudson tagged Burt Hummel in a comment on a status you were tagged in.
Burt: Kurt I want an explanation of who this Blaine character is and why you two are doing whatever! I'll be home in an hour and Carole too!
Blaine: Dad, he was hacked!(Kurt)
Burt: We'll talk when I get home...
Burt: Burt Hummel had removed himself from the status.
Puck:Damn!
Santana: Send me the link to you guy's sex tape!
Blaine: I hate you guys. You too Finn!(kurt)
Finn: sure ya do :p
Puck: Go and fuck Blaine.
Santana: Wanky!
Blaine: ugh (kurt)
Kurt tossed Blaine's phone on his bed and leaned his head on Blaine's shoulder.
"I hate them with a passion." He sighed into Blaine. Blaine laughed and pulled Kurt onto him, leaning back over the chair. Kurt positioned himself, sitting below Blaine's belly button.
"That was funny." Blaine said, closing his eyes, suddenly tired.
"No it wasn't! My dad read everything!"
"So what? Does he think you're a virgin?" Blaine asked.
"Well no, but... Um- how many guys have you been with?" Kurt asked, looking away from Blaine's soft face.
"One." Blaine said, opening his hazel eyes.
"I've messed around with four people. You are my first boyfriend."
Blaine sighed, mostly to himself. Kurt mussed his boyfriends hair and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "My dad will be here in an hour, apparently. So great thanks to Finn. He'll get to meet you."
"That's good. Your dad seems pretty cool." Blaine gripped Kurt at the waist, pulling him closer.
"No, no that's not great. He saw what you put on Facebook!"
"I'll just say Puck hacked me..." Blaine licked his lips, staring into the blue orbs in front of him. Kurt blinked slowly, his eye lashes falling softly onto his porcelain skin. Blaine mentally moaned, but stopped himself from thrusting up. "Well, we can't stay down here forever. Wanna go to Sam's?"
"What's going on with you an Sam? You two have been all buddy buddy recently."
"What.. I can't be friends with him?" Blaine sat up a little, still holding onto Kurt.
"You can. I was teasing." Kurt grind down on Blaine once and sat up, reaching back for his car keys.
"You are suck a tease!" Blaine said, groaning. "Look what you did to me." Blaine pointed t the obvious bulge in his pants. Kurt fake frowned at him and patted him on the head.
"Better go take care of that before we leave." Kurt smiled deviously and got off Blaine, standing up an fixing his tee shirt.
"Sometimes I hate you..." Blaine got up off the couch and went in the bathroom to take care of his "problem".
"Oh no you don't!" Kurt said,'following him. "You won't hate me after I help you."
"Blaaaaaaine!" Sam shouted running over to the smaller teen, knocking him into the truck. Kurt smirked, pulling his leather jacket on his body and pocketing his keys. "Oh hey Kurt." Sam said, setting Blaine free. Kurt hit Sam in the back of his head. He rubbed it and called Kurt a dick all before picking him up and placing a wet kiss on his cheek.
"Put me down!" Kurt yelled, hitting him in the head again. Sam and Blaine laughed, placing him back on the ground. "I swear you are the gayest person here, and Blaine and I are dating... Now invite us in." Sam smirked, placing both his hands on the two boys shoulders and motioned them in his one story house.
"Why are you guys here? Not that I didn't want you guys to be." Sam said, turning the tv off. He was home alone, his dad and his two siblings off somewhere. He sat on the arm of the chair, shirtless and had jeans on. Blaine yawned, rubbing his neck, exposing a few hickeys. Sam snorted, "Wow, it must've been more than a blow job! Look at how big those things are!" Sam threw himself at Blaine, gripping his shoulder with one arm and the other pointing at them.
"No, that was last night." Kurt said, now more interested in his phone than ever.
"Don't spare me the deats, I wanna know everything." Sam sat in the floor and crossed his legs. Kurt stared at him crossly, before rolling his eyes. He locked his phone and faced Sam properly. Blaine blushed slightly, sitting next to Kurt. (Flashback)
"Are you sure he doesn't mind?"
"Yeah, just take some."
"No- no I'm not hungry anymore."
"Blaine, just take some!"
"Fine!" Blaine cut into the cake slowly and quietly, cutting himself a huge piece. He put it on his plate and set the knife down quietly.
"Alright let's go back-"
"What are you doing?" Finn said, sitting up in the couch.
"I'm hungry." Kurt said.
"You can't have any of my cake!" Finn whined.
"Oh shut up." Kurt rolled his eyes and pulled Blaine behind him toward the stairs.
"You're paying for that!" Finn said. Rachel popped her head up too, squinting her eyes over at Kurt and Blaine. It was about eleven o clock, both of them were asleep on the couch. Kurt just rolled his eyes and led Blaine down the stairs.
"That was a close one. I don't think I'll be taking food from him ever." Blaine said, sitting on Kurt's bed. He put the cake on the computer desk and yawned.
"Tired already? You didn't even get your cake I covered you for." Kurt put a blue hoodie on and sweatpants. Blaine was in a black muscle shirt and his boxers which both were hugging his body quite perfectly.
"Oh I'm going to eat it. Just... I thought we could use it for something else?" Blaine sat up and wiggled his eyebrows at Kurt who winked at him.
"And what did you have in mind, Blaine?" Kurt strutted over, swaying his hips and sat on Blaine's lap. Blaine kissed him once on the cheek.
"Let me eat it off of you." Blaine said, kissing Kurt softly. Kurt gulped and then smiled into the kiss. He felt his underwear get tight on him and cursed under his breath. The things one Blaine Anderson did to him. Blaine picked Kurt up and held him close kissing him passionately. Kurt warped his legs around Blaine's waist when his back hit the wall. Blaine licked the corner of Kurt's mouth and sucked on his bottom lip which made him whimper. Blaine placed both hands on the wall above Kurt's shoulders, using his body to keep him up on the wall.
"Damn. We only kissed, and my cock.. Mmm.." Kurt panted, pulling Blaine closer and kissed him gingerly.
"Why'd you put this hoodie on?" Blaine asked, having trouble pulling it off of Kurt.
"Let's just take a breather for a second." Kurt kissed Blaine for a second and then pushed himself off the wall. He unwrapped his legs from around Blaine and stood up. Blaine shook his head, throwing off his shirt. He rubbed his arms and looked over to Kurt who was lighting something.
"Kurt, that better not be a cigarette!"
"It's not..." Kurt said, turning his bare back to Blaine. Blaine smirked and sat on the bed.
"I can smell it. Kurt you said you were stopping!"
"It's not a cigarette." Kurt said sighing.
"Then what is it?"
"It's.. Um. It's weed, but it's not even mine I swear!" He turned around and showed Blaine the small rolled up joint.
"Kurt! You aren't doing that." Blaine snatched it away from him, about to toss it in the trash but Kurt stopped him.
"Blaine, weed isn't that bad. At least I'm not smoking cigarettes."
"But you switch to weed? Whose is this?"
"I stole it from Puck."
"Please Kurt- don't do it..."
"Blaine. I- you don't understand. It's me- it's what I want to do." Kurt brought it to his lips, but before he could hit it, Blaine grabbed his arm.
"Well, I-I'm doing it with you." Blaine looked him straight in the eyes. Kurt started laughing and he dropped his gaze.
"Blaine, you can not be serious! Have you even smoked before?"
"No- but I've drank!" He crossed his arms.
"You are too much of a goodie goodie!"
"Well, when did you start doing it?"
"13. Wild friends." Kurt sat on the edge of the bed now, crossing his legs.
"Well. Just let me do it."
"I won't allow it. You aren't turning into me. I ruined my life. You have so much potiential, and I know you can go places. So no." Kurt lit the joint, but before he could do it, Blaine snatched it again and took a huge puff. He only held it in for half a second before coughing it out, smoke going out his nose. "Blaine! I told you no."
"Let me see it again!" Blaine hit it again, this time taking a smaller. He held it in longer before blowing it out smooth.
"Alright Blaine, no more." Kurt brought it to his mouth and took in what it had to offer. After doing it a couple times, he was starting to feel something.
"Kuuuuurt please." Blaine whined reaching over. Kurt, whose eyes were red, handed it over with a smile. After about ten minutes, they finished the blunt. The room was smoky and they were long gone. Blaine was now naked and dancing in top of the table.
"Baby, wanna... Wanna lap dance!?" Kurt said, wearing the tightest underwear ever. Blaine whimpered and nodded, sitting down on the computer chair. "I have- have some rules. You can't touch yourself, talk or touch me. Just in case you try to..." Kurt held up two pairs of handcuffs.
"Where you get those?" Blaine asked, tilting his head.
"I know a guy." Kurt handcuffed Blaine's arms to the chair with a smile. He set the keys on the desk and turned the computer on. He started to play some soft music, dancing softly.
Kurt stood in front of Blaine and rubbed his hands down his chest. His right hand played with a nipple while his other hand was palming him inside his boxers. Kurt licked his lips at how Blaine's cock, stood up. He could see the pain on his face as it started to throb.
"Oh... Blaine, touch me there." Kurt moaned. Blaine opened his mouth, but stayed quiet. Kurt grinned at Blaine deviously and sat on his lap, his cock trebling at the slight friction. Kurt kissed Blaine hungrily, biting on his lips. When Blaine kissed him back, Kurt pulled away. "No no Blaine. You can't do anything. Let me take care of you." Kurt playfully licked down Blaine's neck and across both nipples. He circled his tongue around Blaine's belly button, before peppering kisses on his v-line. Kurt was holding Blaine's throbbing cock in his hands, moving it up and down with gentle strokes. "You like that?" Kurt asked sucking at Blaine's neck. He let go of Blaine's cock and placed it on his chest, running it over his left nipple. Blaine moaned softly, trying ever so hard not to thrust up. Kurt placed a few more hickeys on Blaine's neck before pulling away. He pulled at the elastic waistband of his boxers, eyeing Blaine, his head still thrown back, making puppy noises. Kurt walked over to the side drawer an pulled out a bottle of lube. He pulled off his underwear, showing off his own erect, precum leaking, cock. He lifted his pillow and pulled out more pre-rolled weed. He quickly lit and and smoked it, watching Blaine trying to calm himself down. When Kurt was done with it he stumbled over to Blaine and pulled the rolling chair to the end of the bed. Blaine bobbed his head towards Kurt, looking as lost as ever. Kurt smirked laying himself on his back, positioning Blaine right in front of him with his feet. He then grabbed the bottle of lube and poured som on his index finger.
"Blaine... Oooh." Kurt moaned, grabbing Blaine's attention. Kurt was massaging his entrance softly before sliding his finger in him. "Shit!" He gasped, sliding in the finger all the way. He pushed it in and out slowly, making eye contact with Blaine who was thrusting up to nothing but air.
"K-k-Kurt.. Ugh!" He whined. Kurt smiled, slipping another finger inside. He winced slightly before scissoring the two fingers in him.
"Blaine! Yes. Fuck me! Ahh." Kurt pushed the fingers in him faster and harder. "I love it when you fuck me like that!" Kurt arched his back high so Blaine could see what he was doing. Blaine started to whimper at the sight. Kurt was sweating and so hot. Blaine groaned, wishing to feel Kurt.
"Mm, Kurt!" Blaine yelled. Kurt grabbed his leaking cock and started to pump himself, matching the thrusts of the now three fingers in side of him.
He panted, arching his back higher.
"Blaaaine! Agh!" Kurt moaned, going as fast as he could. He shut his eyes as his climax neared. He held the base of his cock firmly and slowed down his fingers as he came hard. It spilled out, landing on his sweating thighs and hand and chest. He opened his eyes and slowly pulled his fingers out. He made eye contact with Blaine, who was crying now at how much pain it was not to be touched, and licked his fingers clean of the mess. He rubbed it off his chest and thighs, sucking it off his fingers. He moaned and stood up, sitting on Blaine's lap. He pecked him on the lips. "Blaine, that was so much fun... You felt so god inside me." Kurt whispered in his ear.
"Kurt- please." Blaine whined.
"Please what baby?"
"Touch me." Blaine growled out. Kurt shook his head and grabbed the handcuff keys. He unlocked Blaine's arms, but told him to stay put. He then handcuffed his own arms to the table and laid flat on his back.
"You aren't wasting that cake." Was all Kurt said, and Blaine got what he meant. He quickly stood up off the couch and ran to the cake on the dresser. He walked back and got on his knees on the right side of Kurt. He didn't think it was possible, but Kurt seemed to be getting hard again. Blaine took a chunk of the cake in his hand and smeared it all over Kurt's chest. "Wait." Kurt said. "Go-go get the whipped cream." Blaine stood up and nodded, taking a bite out of the cake before setting it down. He ran up the stairs and unlocked the door, opening it slowly. He tip toed out and into the kitchen. He quietly opened the refrigerator and grabbed two cans of whipped cream. Closing the door back, he crept out of the kitchen. He walked by the bathroom, whose light was on, softly. It opened with a loud bang and out stepped Rachel. She squinted her eyes, pulling her shirt down.
"Blaine? Why are you naked?" She asked. Blaine quickly covered himself and ran down the stairs. He entered Kurt's room again and found the cake gone and his chest clear of the mess. Blaine, holding his throbbing cock, sprayed whipped cream in his mouth. Kurt watched, licking his lips, how Blaine licked the creamy white off his lips. Blaine then sprayed some on his cock and shook it, watching how Kurt kept licking his lips.
"You want it, baby?" He asked sexily, sitting himself on Kurt's abdomen. Kurt nodded his head hard, practically begging for it. Blaine scooted up and Kurt took his cock in his mouth. Kurt licked the under side of Blaine's cock, making the boy shiver. Kurt made sure to get every last bit of whipped cream off before taking all of Blaine in his mouth. "Kurt.. I'm close." Blaine moaned. Kurt pulled off with a pop before staring immensely into Blaine's eyes.
"You said you wanted to eat it off of me." Kurt said sexily. Blaine nodded hard. He grabbed the spray bottle and sprayed it on Kurt's thighs and chest. He put some on his cheeks and nose. Lastly he sprayed a bunch on his cock, saving the best for last. Blaine started with Kurt's thighs, licking the inner of them, slowly. Once one side was completely clean he kissed Kurt on the head of his leaking cock before going to the next. The sight alone was driving Kurt mad, but he tried his best to hold it off and wait for Blaine.
Blaine was licking his way up Kurt's left thigh, holding onto him with his left hand. He circled his tongue a round before sucking at Kurt's waist line. He flicked his tongue back and forth. He was watching Kurt the whole time, him throwing his head back with pleasure or cursing under his breath. Blaine smiled, and started to climb his was up Kurt's body. Blaine licked the sides of Kurt's face, cleaning him of cream. Kurt let out a shaky breath. Kurt lifted his legs up so Blaine was lying I between him, their cocks lining up with each other. Blaine slowly licked cream off Kurt's nose before grabbing him in a kiss. Blaine hungrily thrusted his tongue in Kurt's mouth, exploring through it. Their tongues wrapped around each other.
Blaine moaned into it, grinding down on Kurt. Now, feeling the friction, he was in desperate need to come. He thrusted down hard, letting out a moan of pleasure. Kurt started mumbling things that neither of them could understand. Blaine bucked his hips forward hard making Kurt scream out. He loved hearing Kurt do that, so he did it again. And again and again before both of them were spilling over, out of breath.
Kurt moaned, his sensitive cock hurting. Blaine sat up. He looked around for the keys so he could let Kurt out. Finding them, he did such. As Kurt got up he was met by Blaine's mouth on his cock, sucking and licking all the hot, white, creamy substance of of him.
"God, Kurt. You taste so good!" Blaine stated, stumbling over to the bed, instantly shitting his eyes. His eyes weren't as red as before, but he still felt high. Kurt smirked and laid next to Blaine, holding him close in his arms.
"Blaine, I-" Kurt stopped himself from saying that he loved Blaine. They had already told each other and Blaine did on accident. So Kurt just hummed and breathed in his boyfriend. Blaine made no action to speak so he just sighed softly, falling asleep in his boyfriends arms.
-(Kurt's house, present)-
"Dad just pulled up." Finn said with a grin. He straightened the pillows on the couch and turned the tv to the sports channel. Rachel had left a few minutes after Kurt and Blaine left for Sam's, but said her and Mercedes would be back later on tonight. Kurt glared at Finn, straightening out his leather jacket. He was wearing leather black jeans and a blue striped shirt. He had his hair perfectly coifed with the right amounts of hair spray. Finn had thrown on a plain red hoodie and jean pants. Blaine was wearing a purple, blue, pink, an yellow plaid long sleeve shirt with purple jeans that were above his ankles. He had asked Kurt if he had gel, so his hair was back to normal. Once the door handle jiggled he straightened out his bow tie. He had the intention of making a good first impression on Kurt's dad, so he dressed nicely.
The door opened quickly and behind it stood Burt Hummel. Blaine gave him big smile, which must have been a horrible thing to do, because he gave him a grim look. He took off his baseball cap and rubbed hi bald head.
"Hey dad, how was work?" Finn said taking his dad's jacket off. He had a wild evil grin on his face that Kurt just wants to shoot.
"Just fine." He said hard, still staring at Blaine. Blaine as a few curls that started to pop out, so he matted them down with his hand. Finally he looked away from Burt's glare, looking towards the tv.
"Hey," Kurt said softly. Burt nodded at him and went to sit on his recliner chair. Finn left and came back with a beer in his hand. He handed it to Burt with a smile an snickered towards Kurt and Blaine.
"Finn, could you leave?" Burt asked, focusing on the tv. Finn nodded and went outside, saying he'd be at Puck's. It was silent for a while. Kurt looked at Blaine who was trying to calm himself down before he started to panic. Kurt looked at his dad who was enjoying the game that was on. Kurt turned and started to walk towards his room before his dad stopped him.
"Sit. The both of you." Kurt sat on the couch in front of his dad. Blaine slowly walked and sat awkwardly by Kurt. "What's this, this stuff on Facebook?" He said, eyes never leaving the tv.
"I was hacked, sir." Blaine said, crossing his legs.
"Do you like lying?"
"I- no sir. I was only kidding though."
"Oh, so you think all of that was pure fun? Because I think that was so inappropriate." Burt said hardly, finally looking over to the hazel eyed teen. Blaine had a face of pure shock and fear.
"Dad. I promise, we didn't do anything."
"Why was he here then?"
"He is going through family problems and he needed a place to stay. But dad, I really like him."
"Oh, so you two are going out?" Burt said, turning the TV off. Kurt nodded and grabbed Blaine's hand in his own. His dad just grimaced, taking a drink of his beer. "This is something I'm gonna have to get used to huh?"
"Yeah, but dad we are very happy." Kurt looked at his dad with pleading eyes.
"Go. Go out. Have fun, I'll see you two at dinner." Burt said, turning the tv back on. Kurt made no hesitation and grabbed Blaine by his arm, pulling him outside. Kurt took him behind the house, pushing him against the house.
"What are we doing? Your dad.. I'm confused." Blaine said, a slight chuckle in his words. Instead of talking, Kurt pressed his lips to Blaine's.
"Let's go out." Kurt said, pulling away. Blaine blushed, but nodded. "There's someplace I want to show you."
-
Ight' this is done. HELLA LONG. And ha i dont even know ... Any guesses to where they are going? I dont know, when Rachel comes back with Mercedes it'll be hella fun! :D