So, three chapters right away, because I want this to get caught up to what I posted on gkm already.
Beware this part contains the first bit of smut, so this is the reason for the M rating.
However, enjoy!
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Walking into the moderate sized house, the boys saw a balding man sitting in a large recliner watching a basketball game on the television.
The man looked back, to see who it was, raising his eyebrows in surprise at the unfamiliar person.
"Hi, dad. This is…" Kurt stopped, realizing he didn't even know his tutor's name.
"Blaine Anderson, Sir." Blaine said holding out his hand for a shake, impressing Kurt with his manners.
"Yes, this is Blaine, we're just going downstairs, he's going to help me with some homework." Kurt said before walking down into his basement bedroom, not really caring whether or not Blaine followed.
"Fine, but remember I have a date with Carole in an hour."
Rolling his eyes, Kurt continued down the stairs. They got situated on Kurt's bed, pulling out all the things they needed to begin studying. Kurt's phone started ringing about thirty minutes into Blaine talking about Act I of Hamlet.
"What." Kurt answered, once he apologized to Blaine and stating he needed to take it.
"Are you finished with your homework yet? I know our last conversation didn't end well, but we can still make this work. Didn't you say your dad was going out with that woman tonight? I can come over and we could just spend time together." Sebastian spoke, his voice showing only a minor amount of emotion.
"Sorry, but I can't. Blaine and I just got started, and I'm not sure when we're going to be done." Kurt replied, wanting to get this done quickly.
"Blaine?"
"Yes, he's my tutor. He was actually in the middle of telling me about the first act of Hamlet when you called." Kurt said, explaining.
"I'm sure that's all Blaine was doing." Sebastian said, his voice now laced with venom.
"Don't you even start that Sebastian Harold. Nothing has happened, and he isn't even gay anyway."
Kurt could hear the deep breathing of his boyfriend on the phone, signaling his anger. "I'm sure, Kurt. Let me guess, you both are in your bedroom, and he's in your bed."
"Yes, bu-" Kurt realized after he said it, that it was the wrong thing.
"You know what. Don't even try. As far as I'm concerned, we're over." Sebastian growled, before hanging up the phone.
Kurt pulled his phone away from his ear, and stared at the screen. Hoping that it would light up again with the green eyed boy he thought he loved. He didn't even know he was crying until Blaine wiped the tears away with a tissue.
Blaine wrapped his arms around the Cheerio, making Kurt cry more. They fell back against the bed, Kurt sobbing into Blaine's shirt.
"Kurt."
Both boys were startled at Kurt's father's voice from the other side of the door at the top of the stairs.
"I'm leaving now.. Kurt?" He asked again when there was no reply.
"Sorry, Mr. Hummel, he's in the bathroom right now." Blaine answered, getting a thankful look from Kurt.
"Oh… well just let him know, will ya?"
"Yes, sir." Blaine replied, hoping Burt wouldn't decided to come down the stairs.
There was a sound of retreating footsteps, and the front door closing, causing both of them to know they were now alone in the house.
"I'm guessing everything is not fine." Blaine spoke quietly.
Kurt shook his head, and sat up. "I'm sorry, that was probably making you uncomfortable." He said with a blush.
"Kurt… what you told Sebastian, was wrong." Blaine said more to his hands than to Kurt. After looking up when Kurt didn't say anything, Blaine clarified what he was saying. "When you said that I wasn't gay." He muttered.
Realization dawned on Kurt. "So, you're gay." He said as more of a statement than question.
Blaine nodded anyways.
Kurt surged forward and placed his lips on Blaine's. He took advantage of Blaine's surprised gasp to thrust his tongue into the other boy's mouth.
Pulling away, both boys were panting for air.
Kurt blushed, "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I-"
Blaine pulled Kurt closer, and kissed him again. Leaning back further, Blaine kept pulling on Kurt's shirt, causing both of them to lay down on the bed. Kurt could feel the hardness from Blaine on his leg.
Pulling back again, Kurt looked at the boy below him. "We should stop. And work on English." He said before sitting back, with Blaine following.
Blaine let out a low whine. "I know this isn't going beyond sex. I know I will still be your tutor after this. We just both need to let off some steam." He whispered into Kurt's ear before pulling off his cardigan and polo.
Kurt marveled at the bare torso in front of him. It was almost perfectly sculpted, with defined abs and a light dusting of chest hair that went below the waist band of his khakis. Who knew this nerd his friends always threw slushies at would be this ripped.
Releasing a sound that could only be described as a growl, Kurt threw himself at Blaine, causing both of them to fall back down on the bed.
Blaine's hands grabbed onto Kurt's ass and squeezed, causing Kurt to let out a breathy moan. Blaine moved his hands up, and under Kurt's uniform top.
"Off. This needs off." Blaine whispered before grabbing at the fabric. Kurt pulled away, sitting back and straddling Blaine. Quickly, he pulled the WMHS cheerleader top off and threw it across the room.
Leaning back down, Kurt kissed Blaine again, stopping when he felt Blaine still. Unsure of what he was doing, Kurt looked at him questioningly. Blaine smirked, grabbed Kurt, and flipped them over.
Before Kurt could think, Blaine attached his mouth to the sweet spot just under Kurt's jaw, nipping lightly. The cheerleader moaned, but reluctantly pushing the other boy away—he didn't want to cover up too dark of a hickey.
Blaine shrugged and attached his lips lower, kissing and sucking down Kurt's chest. When reaching his nipples, Blaine caught one in between his teeth and sucked hard, causing Kurt to emit a scream.
Smirking, Blaine moved to the other nipple and brought it to attention as well.
Moving even lower, Blaine swirled his tongue around Kurt's belly button while he started pulling off Kurt's red uniform pants. Backing away, Blaine pulled the pants all the way down and threw them somewhere behind him. His eyes stayed focused on the now unclothed erection.
"Someone's been naughty, no underwear?" He questioned while he used a feather light touch drawing a line down the heated member.
"I planned on showering once getting home." Kurt said breathily in an attempt at an excuse.
Without warning, Blaine grabbed Kurt's cock, placed his mouth at the tip, and sunk down, eliciting a loud moan from the cheerleader.
Sucking lightly, Blaine pressed his tongue to the underside of the head. Relaxing his throat, Blaine lowered his mouth even further down the length, until his nose was pressed into the neatly kept light brown hair. He could feel Kurt's hands on the back of his head, tugging.
"B-laine, gunna cum." Kurt panted out.
Reluctantly, Blaine pulled off Kurt, giving Kurt room to reach towards the night stand. Blaine knew exactly what he was wanting and beat him there. He found the lube quickly, and settled back in between the Cheerio's legs.
Blaine squeezed the cool lube onto his fingers, and spread it around. He placed one finger at Kurt's entrance, lightly tracing around it.
"Please." Kurt begged.
"Please what, Kurt?" Blaine asked, stilling his fingers.
"Please finger my ass!" Kurt screamed.
"Since you asked so nicely," Blaine commented before thrusting his finger all the way in.
He worked the digit in and out slowly, feeling Kurt loosen up. Pulling all the way out, Blaine used more lube before placing two fingers in and scissoring them. Pushing in again with the two fingers, Blaine moved them around until he found what he was looking for.
Kurt let out a loud moan when Blaine finally found his prostate.
"More." Kurt breathed out.
Blaine obliged by working in three fingers.
"I'm ready," Kurt demanded.
Pulling out his fingers, Blaine quickly stood up and removed his pants and black boxer briefs. He slicked his throbbing member up with the lube before throwing the bottle on the floor. Blaine positioned his cock at Kurt's open entrance, and pushed in slowly, not wanting to hurt the other boy. Kurt sighed, and grabbed Blaine's hips and quickly pulling the tutor towards himself. Causing Blaine's cock to get fully buried in Kurt, both boys groaned with pleasure.
Blaine started thrusting in and out, barely containing himself. A smirk grew on Blaine face while he thought about Kurt. Kurt the cheerleader. Pausing, Blaine smiled at the disgruntled groan. He removed his hands from Kurt's hips, and placed them on the Cheerio's legs. Quickly, he pulled the cheerleader's legs up so they were over his shoulders. Blaine leaned forward, folding Kurt practically in half, thanking God Kurt was a Cheerio and was unnaturally flexible. He began thrusting in and out again.
Kurt couldn't help but moan with the new position. Blaine was stimulating his prostate on every thrust. He could feel his orgasm building.
"Blaine…" He screamed before letting go, and letting the pleasure take him over.
Blaine could feel Kurt convulsing around him, which caused him to let go as well, releasing his seed deep inside Kurt.
Pulling out of Kurt, Blaine kissed the cheerleader on the lips before laying down next to the other boy and drifting to sleep.
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A couple hours later, Kurt awoke to a very naked Blaine laying next to him. Slowly he got up and jostled Blaine awake.
Kurt began stripping his sheets, while Blaine was pulling on his jeans.
"We didn't get very far on Hamlet, did we?" Kurt asked with a blush.
Blaine smiled. "The quiz tomorrow will be over Act I and I got a little bit carried away with talking about, so you should be fine. As long as you remember it all."
Nodding, Kurt walked with Blaine up the stairs to show him out. "So, we still need to get together tomorrow and work on it more, though. That's how it works, right?"
"Yeah, after school, or practice, or whatever tomorrow, we can come back here or wherever."
Kurt agreed, saying he has Cheerio practice after school, but they would meet after that.
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Kurt walked into school the next day with his head held high, just like every other morning. He went to his locker ignoring Sebastian's presence.
"Hey baby." Sebastian greeted.
Kurt opened his locker taking out his French book, still not acknowledging the other boy.
Sebastian sighed, "Kurt. Why are you ignoring me?"
"I'm sorry. I thought we were no longer boyfriends. So, I'm confused as to why you are at my locker and not your own preparing for your classes." Kurt stated, glaring straight at the lacrosse player.
"Look Kurt, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten that angry. I didn't mean to breakup with you. I- I love you." Sebastian said, barely glancing at Kurt.
Looking at Seb, Kurt almost rolled his eyes at the other boys acting.
"Okay, fine. We didn't break up. Now walk me to class." He said before handing his books to Sebastian making him carry them.