Chapter 19
When Kurt woke up on Thursday morning he had to take a moment to remember where he was. He felt the warm body heat behind him as he opened his eyes to look around Blaine's bedroom. He smiled to himself as felt the bare arms around his waist pull him closer and became aware of something hard pressing against his ass. Blaine wiggled around slightly as his body tried to get into the most comfortable position while he slept and Kurt heard him groan as the hard object settled in between his ass cheeks.
Kurt couldn't help but grind back on Blaine's erection, biting him lip to keep himself from moaning at the feeling. Blaine groaned louder and opened his eyes as Kurt turned his head back to look at him over his shoulder. He turned in Blaine's arms so he was looking directly at the curly hair boy who took the opportunity to lean forward and kissed him, immediately forcing him tongue into Kurt's mouth. He pressed his bare chest and boxer covered groin against Kurt's, groaning into his mouth at the contact.
Kurt pulled out of the kiss first and Blaine pouted at the loss. "Come on, shower," he giggled at Blaine's expression and threw the sheets back to climb out of the bed. Blaine lay still for a second, watching Kurt's ass in his tight underwear as he walked towards the door of the en suit. He stopped in the doorway and leant against the frame. "Y'know, communal showering will save time and water," he smirked as Blaine's eyes grew wide. He turned back round, pulled down his boxers, letting them pool around his ankles while giving Blaine a fantastic view of his ass before walking into the bathroom.
Blaine was out of bed like a shot, pulling his underwear down as he half-ran to join his boyfriend. He found Kurt standing under his large rain shower, head tipped forward as he enjoyed the warm water soaking his body. He moved over a bit so Blaine could get under the shower head too and pulled a bottle of shampoo of the shelf. He squeezed some out and began to wash Blaine's dark locks. When he was done and Blaine had rinsed his head, the other boy did the same for Kurt. He gently pulled Kurt back under the spray to wash away the conditioner and joined him back under the running water, kissing him firmly as he did so. Kurt felt his erection brush against Blaine's abs and groaned as he wrapped his arms around the body's neck. The enthusiasm grew from there as Blaine's tongue explored the inside of Kurt's open mouth and he brushed a finger over Kurt's hole, causing Kurt to automatically pressed down on the digit as he whimpered into Blaine's mouth.
Blaine broke the kiss to reach over to the shelf to pick up a small bottle. He squirted a large amount onto his fingers as rubbed it around on them. "Really Blaine? You actually keep lube in your shower?" Kurt raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether to be impressed or concerned but Blaine just shrugged. "Always gotta be prepared babe," he smirked.
Kurt rolled his eyes and was about to retort when Blaine jammed a finger into him. The shock made him gasp and his knee's wobbled slightly but he turned to lean his body against the wall, with his back to Blaine, so he kept his balance. Blaine quickly pumped his finger in and out of him before adding another. He kept moving until he had four of them moving swiftly in and out of the moaning boy. When he was ready, Blaine slipped his fingers out of him and pulled a condom from the back of the shelf. Kurt didn't even question it this time, but he did yelp when Blaine pulled him down to the tiled floor with him.
Blaine sat with his back against the wall, opposite the floor to ceiling mirror at the other end of the bathroom. "I want you to watch yourself ride me," he whispered roughly into Kurt's ear, making him groan quietly at the mere thought. Blaine tore opened the condom packet and spilled it over his hard cock. He lubed himself up as Kurt turned so his back was facing Blaine and he hovered over his lap. Reaching down, he aligned Blaine's penis with his hole and slowly sank down on it, watching it disappear into him in the mirror. He felt a lot fuller than last time and he honestly didn't think he would get all the way down on Blaine's huge cock at this angle but he kept pushing.
When he felt his ass rest on the other boy's pelvis he let out a very loud shaky moan. He lifted off until just the tip of Blaine's cock was inside the ring of muscles before sliding back down again, watching in the mirror as he fucked himself on the cock beneath him. After Kurt had done this a few times at a faster pace, Blaine started thrusting up to meet him. He yelled in pleasure as he felt full to the brim, tilting his head back to rest on Blaine's shoulder.
The pace quickened dramatically from there and Kurt moaned as he speedily bounced up and down on Blaine's lap. The speed of both boys' breathing had increased as they made it onto the final stretch. Blaine reached a hand forward to rapidly stroke Kurt's rock hard member to the same beat as he thrust. He sucked harshly on the point where Kurt's neck met his back and the boy in front of him moaned louder still as the pleasure overwhelmed him. "Fuck Kurt, you feel so good, so tight, ah", Blaine groaned into the boy's back as Kurt cry out, cum shooting from his cock and covering the floor in between Blaine's legs,
"holy shit, oh my god, yes, uh yes."Not a second later, Blaine gave one last thrust and came hard inside Kurt, filling the condom as he rode out his high.
As Kurt clambered off, he glanced out of the open bathroom door to check the time on Blaine's wall clock. "Shit Blaine, we're gonna be late," he said scrambling up and hobbling out into the bedroom quicker than he felt his body wanted him to move. Blaine pushed himself up with his hands and follow Kurt, "relax babe, we'll make it, here," he hushed, passing him a large white towel which Kurt wrapped around his waist as he picked up his bag of clothes. He took out a clean pair of boxers and some red skinny jeans, pulling them on as Blaine walked into his closet and returned with a handful of clothes. He unceremoniously threw them onto the floor before picking them up one by one and put them on. Kurt did up if fly before looking back into his bag. "Shit, I forgot a shirt," he looked over to the other teenager, "Blaine can I borrow one of your shirts for today please?"
"Sure," he said, shaking his wet hair as he went back into the closet. "Here," he threw a t-shirt to Kurt as he went about lacing his black converses. Kurt looked at the shirt and frowned. "Blaine, honey, there is no way in hell I am wearing his," he said holding up the faded grey Pink Floyd t-shirt.
"Either that or nothing," he grinned but Kurt decided he didn't have the time to argue. If he was late to school, a note would be sent home to his parents and his dad would ask him why. And Kurt was a rubbish liar.
He pulled the top over his head and took a quick look in the mirror. It fitted his snugly and he had to say, it did show off his trim body but he wasn't going to admit it. He rolled back the short sleeves twice to show off his arms a bit more – if Blaine was making him wear this shirt he was going to wear it well – and then began to style his hair.
They had a quick breakfast and ran out to Blaine's car because there was no way Kurt was messing up his hair by wearing a motorbike helmet. They sped out of the gates and down the road, making it into the parking lot of McKinley with five minutes to spare. "Told you we'd make it," Blaine smiled, pulled the keys out of the ignition and leaning over to kiss Kurt briefly. They got out of the car and walked hand in hand towards the group of friends standing in their usual place, enjoying the warm weather. Before they could greet them however, Santana kicked in.
"Oh my god, Hummel's got a sex limp," she gasped pointed at the boy whose cheeks all but burst into flames. He hid him face in Blaine's chest and the other boy wrapped an arm around his waist. "So would you Santana if you went at it in the same way as we did this morning," Blaine smirked and Kurt buried his head deeper to hide his tomato red complexion. "Nice work," Puck held up a hand for a high five and Kurt glared at Blaine. "If you even consider high fiving him you will be automatically replacing me with your own had for a month," he said firmly, eyebrows raised.
Blaine sighed in defeat and looked a Puck's waiting face. "Sorry man, I'm not giving his ass for your hand," he said and the boy with a mowhawk dropped his hand back down."S'ok dude, I totally understand," he nodded.
It was Mercedes turn next. "Kurt, I think I could recognise every shirt you own and I have a feeling that's not one of them," she said gesturing at his torso as the rest of the girl's eyebrows shot up. Kurt dropped his head in embarrassment and Quinn and Tina giggled. Fortunately, he was saved from any more awkwardness as the school bell rang from the building and everyone hurried inside to get to home room on time.