This chapter was pretty much just an excuse for smut ^_^ but what's the point in having sexual super powers if you can't put them to good use?

"One... two... three!"

Even with a count in I couldn't bring myself to do it. I kept looking away at the last minute, worried something might go wrong. What if I wasn't meant to use my power on myself? What if there were hideous consequences? Maybe this wasn't something I should just use at will. Maybe it was a gift that should be treated with respect.

Or maybe not...

In case you haven't guessed yet, I was stood in front of a mirror. And yes, I was attempting to wink at myself and make myself come. There is no shame in that. I had tissue paper on hand should it work, plus the possibility of never having to masturbate again.

"Ok this time... this time." I prepped myself up, taking a deep breath and counting myself in once more.

I didn't look away. I kept my eyes pinned on the mirror, winking as I got to three.

"Shit!" I gasped, as I came instantaneously, not expecting such a sudden rush. I had to lean against the wall to catch my breath, sneaking another quick look in the mirror as I did so. I smiled to myself before winking for a second time.

"Oh fuck..." I breathed through clenched teeth as I spilled out all over again. "Oh Kurt... keep doing that...!"

I must've winked around 8 or 9 times, imagining his mouth around my cock as I slipped slowly down the wall, waves of pleasure rushing through me. Of course I would've continued for hours if I could have, but nausea and dizziness told me it was probably time to stop.

Still panting, I picked up my phone to text Kurt.

"Just came over you 11 times."

I knew he would appreciate it.

For a guy who everyone wanted to have sex with I was surprisingly sexually frustrated. Apart from a few dirty text messages, Blaine had been neglecting me completely. He seemed to be in denial about my condition and preferred to ignore the whole issue. He'd not even bought the condoms I'd been promised!

I was sulking in the school corridors as he caught up with me. Usually he'd kiss me delicately on the cheek or squeeze my hand affectionately, but there was now a 10cm force field around me that he knew he couldn't break.

"What's wrong?" He asked smiling warmly, his eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"Guess." I shot back.

He lifted his hand to comfort me but then thought better of it.

"It's your power isn't it?" He looked up at me, concerned. "You shouldn't let it get to you. It'll disappear eventually... I'm sure."

I sighed, unconvinced. "But what if it doesn't? I can't stay like this forever. I can't even hug my dad. ...To be honest I'm shit scared of going anywhere near my dad."

I shuddered at the thought. Blaine looked equally disgusted.

"I'm sure it wouldn't... I mean not on your dad..."

"It's not worth risking it." I said quickly, hoping to put an end to this particular subject.

"It's not so bad you know..." Blaine tried to cheer me up. "I mean look at it this way... you can have me whenever you want."

"I could always have you whenever I wanted." I reminded him, pouting.

"Hey that's not true." Blaine looked amused. "I remember one time I turned you down..."

"That's because I'd just thrown up." I laughed. "And to be honest I was surprised!"

He laughed with me for a few seconds before his expression changed.

"Kurt... kiss me?" He said it so quietly he barely said it at all. He looked up at me tenderly, his eyes dancing with mine as he silently urged me to follow his instructions.

I bit my lip, staring at him sadly. "You know I can't..."

"I... I won't touch you. I'll put my hands behind my back." He illustrated this, sliding his hands into the back pockets of his jeans. "If you do it quickly then maybe... maybe it will work?"

He closed his eyes and lifted his chin up a little, puckering his lips in preparation. He looked so adorable that it was impossible to say no. I leant in slowly, enjoying his breath on my lips, freezing just millimetres away to soak in his presence. My lips were tingling as they traced the surface of his; he remained perfectly still.

"I love you." I whispered, before pressing my lips neatly against his... and for a second, just a second, I could actually feel Blaine's lips kissing me back. And I mean Blaine, not the unrecognisable empty shell that he became when we made contact, but actual Blaine, my Blaine.

It didn't last long. His hands jolted straight out of his pockets, grasping for me, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth.

"Mmm." He moaned against my lips, his penis already pressing hard against my leg. "Fuck me that's good."

It took me a good 30 seconds to twist my way out of his grasp.

"Anything?" I whispered hopefully as Blaine came back around, biting my lip as I waited for an answer.

"I'm sorry..." He sighed in defeat. "I'm so sorry Kurt..."

I was glad we were interrupted. I was already on the verge of tears and I needed a distraction. Unfortunately it came in the form of the nerdy little gay kid from the year below. He was stood staring at us, and for a moment I thought he wanted to join in.

"Fags." He practically spat, glaring angrily, fists clenched.

I was wrong. Very wrong. Blaine and I exchanged confused looks. I don't think either of us had a comeback to that one.

"Yes?" Blaine inquired, rather indifferently.

"Shouldn't be allowed."

"Excuse me?" I'd obviously got the wrong end of the stick here. Surely he didn't mean we shouldn't be allowed to kiss? This was 2012 for god's sake!

"You two dirty little fags shouldn't be allowed."

I almost laughed. Blaine however, was not amused. He stepped forwards, ready to take this guy down.

"Blaine wait..." I interrupted him before he could do this poor kid some major harm. "Something's not right." I turned to the boy, eyeing him up suspiciously. "Aren't you... aren't you gay?"

"Not anymore."

I glanced at Blaine, hoping he would show some sympathy, but I could tell he was trying not to laugh.

"What do you mean not anymore?" I asked him softly, trying to get him to open up.

"To be honest it's none of your business."

Blaine rolled his eyes at me. I don't think he could be bothered to have yet another 'talk' with someone who was sexually conflated.

"I'm just trying to help..." I reasoned, but the boy was having none of it.

"You're the ones who need help. You need to start over like me. Yesterday I woke up straight... you should try it."

"You woke up straight?" Blaine ridiculed him, continuing with a sarcastic, "Oh do tell us your secret. We're dying to know. I'm so excited I can hardly contain my erection."

I know he was only joking but my eyes immediately flew to his crotch. I had to hide my disappointment when I realised there was nothing to see.

"I don't know how... or why... but I'm cured. I couldn't care less how it happened."

I could see Blaine gritting his teeth. If I wasn't here he would have been laying into him by now.

"Oh I don't think you're cured..." Blaine began. "In fact I think it's got worse." And with that he winked.

...

"Don't you think it's a bit weird?" I questioned, as Blaine crawled over me, trying hard not to catch even the slightest particle of my skin. This was proving rather difficult as we were both completely naked. Yes... I know what you're thinking. This was not the best time to start worrying about some sexually confused boy, but I couldn't help it. It had been on my mind all day.

"Kurt..." Blaine looked exasperated. "He's not the first boy to try and repress his sexuality."

He stared at me sympathetically and I felt as if my dick had lost about 5 inches.

Fortunately in reality it hadn't. It was still standing tall and eagerly awaiting Blaine's lips as he nuzzled it gently through the impermeable latex.

"No but... with all this stuff going on... oooh... that's nice... I just wonder if it's something to do with our powers..."

Blaine was trailing his tongue up my shaft, staring intensely at my cock as if he hadn't seen it in months. To be honest it had been a fair few days since he'd seen it... or at least since he had remembered seeing it.

He stopped to answer me, and I wished I'd never opened my mouth.

"Maybe we're getting what we always wanted." He looked thoughtful, like he was on to something. "Maybe he wanted to be straight, and I wanted to make boys come, and you wanted..."

"a blow job..." I cut in desperately.

Blaine smiled. "Someone's a bit pushy tonight..."

I sighed in frustration. "Please Blaine... you might have the power to make yourself come but I haven't quite mastered that one yet."

"You know..." He had a playful grin on his face as he crawled up to meet me at eye-level. "I don't even have to touch you. All I have to do is look at you and you'll be coming over and over and over again."

I moaned and bucked my penis up to meet his, whimpering as it made contact. I wasn't expecting him to be so hard. I hadn't touched him once.

"Fuck Blaine... you shouldn't say these things."

"It's not just talk you know?" He smiled. "I'm going to wait until you're so close you can't bear it and then give you the orgasm of your life."

"Oooh..." I snaked my hand down towards my erection, grasping it and pumping it gently.

"You're going to come until you're physically exhausted." He purred. "And then I'm going to lick every inch of you clean."

I let out a little shriek and sped my hand up, getting over-excited at the thought. Blaine was eyeing me desperately, probably wishing for the contact we both craved.

"I can't wait to suck you." He admitted." You don't know how much I've missed that pretty little cock of yours."

I instantly let go of my cock to allow him access and he immediately complied. He placed his lips neatly around my head and flicked his tongue gently against it, making me whimper in frustration.

"More Blaine..."

I had him trained well. He took my entire length in without hesitation and sucked down hard.

"Ah..." I gasped as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. This had been long awaited.

Usually I'd lie back and let him do all the work but I couldn't stop myself from fucking his mouth. I could feel him moaning around me as I pushed into him. It was driving me insane. I wanted to grab his hair and force him further onto me but I knew this was impossible.

"Fuck Blaine..." I mewled as I gripped the sheets firmly. "I'm... ah!"

He caught me with his teeth by accident but it just made me more excited. I don't know how we were managing, there was no control over the act; it was just his mouth and my cock.

Eventually, as my stomach began to tighten and I felt myself slipping away, Blaine let my throbbing erection pop out of his mouth.

"Kurt..." He panted. "Look at me."

My eyes shot open to see him jerking himself off above me. I let out a moan and gripped the sheets tighter to stop myself from coming at the sight.

"Keep your eyes on me for as long as you can ok?"

"Yes..." I struggled to breathe as he winked at me the first time. "Oh fuck yes!"

I writhed against the sheets but kept my eyes firmly on his, my whole body shaking as I spilled out into the condom. I hoped there'd be enough room in there.

I was still in the midst of my orgasm when Blaine winked again, my fingers curling frantically into the sheets as I let out a gasp of surprise.

"Blaine!"

He smiled and winked a third time, my whole body jolting into the air as I felt the tantalising sensation rush through me again.

"Ah! Blaine..." I struggled to breathe. "Blaine that's... fuck!"

His face was scrunching up now as he tried to stay focused, his hand was working overtime on his erection and I could tell he was battling against the inevitable.

"Oooh..." my eyes fluttered shut for a moment as I came a fourth time. I was finding it hard to concentrate, the whole room blurring as my body tightened right on cue. I somehow managed to splutter a "don't stop... please don't stop..." as I opened my eyes to see Blaine on his final stretch.

I cried out in exhaustion, my cock throbbing as it tried to spill out more non-existent loads. "Please Blaine... fucking yes. Fucking YES!" I dug my heels into the bed and gasped for breath.

I was whimpering uncontrollably as I felt his cum leak onto my chest. Without thinking, I made an automatic grab for him, pulling him into a careless sloppy kiss and moaning appreciatively. He moaned back, his teeth pulling at my bottom lip violently.

"I want to fuck you so badly."

I let out a tiny shriek as one of his fingers pressed unexpectedly against my hole. I didn't have the energy to bat it away.

"Blaine..." I whispered, still caught up in post orgasmic bliss. "I don't think..."

Too late. My eyes shot open as he shoved his digit straight into my arse.

"Blaine!"

"Oh fuck me. You're making me so hard."

He pressed his erection against me to prove his point, fucking me with his finger as he moaned a string of inappropriate expletives. I don't think he would've known my name had I have asked.

"Blaine please... what... what are you..." I panted as I tried to wriggle out of his grasp. Unfortunately the wriggling only encouraged his finger further. "Ah...!" I half yelped half sighed as he rubbed himself against my spent cock. "I... I can't... OH!" His finger slipped out so quickly it made me cry out in surprise.

Taking advantage of the fact that Blaine was no longer attached to me, I hurriedly tried to push him to the floor. Unfortunately our limbs were in such a tangled mess that he managed to pull me with him and we both landed with a deafening crash on the carpet.

"Are you alright up there?" My dad immediately called out from the bottom of the stairs. My heart was racing. What if he decided to come in?

"Yeah dad... fine!" I quickly gasped in reply as I tried to wrestle Blaine away. He was bloody strong for such a little guy.

"Fuck me Kurt. FUCK ME!"

"What was that?" My dad called out again.

"Nothing!" I squeaked as Blaine tried to attack my lips with his, all the while muttering about how perfect I was.

"You're so fucking awesome. So fucking sexy." Unfortunately his voice had got louder with mine and I was sure my dad would be able to make some of it out.

"Well dinner's ready in 5..." My dad said uncertainly. "Make sure you're ready..."

"Aha...!" I managed to yelp as Blaine licked his way down my body.

"Your cock is huge!"

I cursed him under my breath as I heard my dad make a quick getaway into the kitchen.

"You complete twat..." I sighed as he peeled away the condom and took my length into his mouth for a second time.

"Mmm I love it when you talk dirty." He spluttered.

I don't know how I ended up sat at the dinner table with a black eye and a nose bleed, but I did. Kurt assures me there was no other option and I guess I'll have to take his word for it.

Thank you for all your comments, and thanks to Tabbyrox for the ever so brilliant Blaine and the mirror idea!