Chapter 23

Two hours later the living room and kitchen were full of teenagers and the party was in full swing. Music blast from the stereo as glee club member, ranging between tipsy and drunk danced around with red plastic cup and bottles in their hands. Mike had lost the game of straws for designated driver but that didn't stop him making out with a heavily drunk Tina in the corner.

Kurt picked up a WKD from the counter in the kitchen and made his way into the living room to look for Blaine. He found his boyfriend on one of the couches having eyeliner applied to his eyes as he slipped his beer. Mercedes and Quinn giggled as they applied the makeup to the nearly oblivious boy between them.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Kurt slurred slightly at the girls causing the three of them to look up at him. "We're making Blaine look even hotter," Quinn replied with another giggle. Kurt pulled his boyfriend up off the sofa and led him away by his hand. "Give me your drink," he told Blaine, setting his own down on a small table which contained a range of empty bottles. "Why?" the boy questioned. "Because you're sexy and I want to dance with you," Kurt replied simply.

A few minutes later the boys were amidst the other bodies in the room dancing to the Ke$ha tune which was blaring through the house. Kurt had his arms around Blaine's neck while the other boy had his slung around Kurt's hips. They kept their eyes locked as they danced, Kurt becoming quite turned on as he took in the black lines drawn around Blaine's increasingly hooded pupils. The song changed and Blaine excused himself briefly to take a gulp of two of his drink. When he returned he found Kurt dancing with Santana, shaking his ass in a very provocative way. Blaine couldn't stop himself from moving to stand behind the boy.

Kurt felt his presence and pressed himself up against the boy behind him. He rotated his hips in time to the beat of the song and bit his bottom lip as he felt Blaine's growing interest. The teen behind him reached around to griped Kurt's thighs, an inch of two below his crotch. The intoxicated boy closed his eyes and leaned his head back to rest on Blaine's shoulder as Blaine buried his head into Kurt's collar.

"That is so hot," Kurt opened his eyes for a second to connect the voice with Santana who was staring at them as they grinded. He closed his eyes again, if she wanted a show she would get a show. He turned around so he was facing Blaine and slid is arms around his waist. Now chest to chest they could feel each other's erections against their own. Their movements became more wild and Kurt's breath became shallower as he tipped his head back, exposing his neck to Blaine's lips.

They were drawn out of their actions by the shill voice of a drunken Rachel Berry. "Let's play Never Have I Ever!" There where shouts and cheers of agreement from around the room and the two boys on the dance floor pulled apart as they were dragged down into the circle.

Everyone placed their drinks in front of them as Mike turned down the music a bit so people didn't have to yell to be heard. "I'll start," Rachel began, "Never have I ever won a Tony." The group mumbled collectively as nobody took sips of their various drinks, water in Mike's case. They continued around the circle, taking drinks when they had done whatever the random thing that was stated.

"Never have I ever worn makeup," Artie called as all the girls and Blaine took drinks.
"Never have I ever bunked off school," Mike said, Puck, Blaine and Santana all sipped from their cups. The game continued this way for a few more turns until the group got into more sexual territory.
"Never have I ever had an erection," all of the boys drank, as did Brittany. Santana leaned over and whispered something in her ear with caused her to spit her drink back into her cup.
"Never have I ever been given a blowjob," it was Quinn's turn and she watch, grinning as all the boys excluding Finn drank.
"Never have I ever had shower sex," to everyone's surprise only Kurt and Blaine took drinks as the rest of the circle watched them. "Dam Hummel, even me and Santana haven't done that, I have to say I'm proud." He raised his hand and Kurt high-fived it, grinning.

"Wait, you didn't do it in our shower did you? I wash in that thing!" Finn whined in disgust. Kurt shook his head. "We did it at Blaine's, he has floor length mirror in there."
"That is the most wanky thing I have ever heard," Santana's eyes were wide as she took in the information. Rachel hid her face in their hand as she laughed and Puck actually applauded.

It was Blaine's turn next and he scanned the circle as though he was looking for inspiration. His eyes landed on Kurt next to him and he bit his tongue to side of his mouth. "Never have I ever had somebody finger me." He looked sideways as Kurt drank along with some of the girls.
"No, no, no I didn't want to know that," Finn closed his eyes and shook his head as if he was trying to get rid of the information, "I think this has gone too far now."

He stood up and wobbled a bit, as did the other teenagers who followed. Blaine dragged Kurt over to the unoccupied sofa. Blaine sat down first and pulled the other boy down on top of him. "I want you so bad," the boy underneath moved to lie back on the sofa was Kurt straddled him. Kurt began to attack his neck, kissing and sucking and biting, causing Blaine to stifle a moan as he tipped his head back and thrust upwards.

Threading his fingers through the brunette's hair he pulled Kurt into a passionate kiss, both of their mouths opening immediately in attempt to gain dominance over the other as they sloppily moved their tongues together. Blaine thrust upwards again, this time coming in contact with the other boy's clothed erection. Kurt grinded back, needing to feel closer to the teenager underneath him. As they continued to kiss Kurt slid his hands up the back of Blaine's tight t-shirt which was sticking to his body slightly with the sweat of dancing and his raised body temperature from his alcohol consumption. They parted lips for a second so that Kurt could pull the fabric off him before they lunged together again.

Blaine gripped at the bottom of the other boy's shirt, pulling it out of the back of his sinfully tight jeans and moving his hands underneath it. He traced his fingers over the dip in Kurt's back and then around to the front of his waist. Undoing the button on his jeans meant he was able to pull the hem up as Kurt fiddled open the buttons of his dark blue shirt to expose his torso. He then sat up slightly to rid himself of the material, throwing it anywhere before moving his hands down to undo his own zipper and relieve some of the pressure on his straining cock. He then sank back down into the heated kiss and opened up the front of Blaine's jeans as he had done his own.

Their grinding was more rapid now and it was only when a voice outside their own little bubble was heard did Blaine pull back to look up. "Err guys?"

"Sshh!" Rachel hushed her boyfriend as she watched the goings on of the couches along with the rest of the girls and Puck.

"I think we've got an audience, babe," Blaine whispered into the other boy's ear in a husky voice as Kurt sucked on the bottom of his neck.

"Seriously dudes, I think I've learnt enough new information about you already today." Blaine considered Finn's statement for a moment before gripping Kurt's legs around his waist, turning into a sitting position and then standing upright, his boyfriends legs hooked around him, completely oblivious to anything changing.

Blaine walked towards the doorway in a surprisingly steady manner considering he had been drinking and currently had a horny boyfriend sucking on his collar bone. He hoisted the boy a little higher as he began to climb the stairs towards Kurt's bedroom. Once they were there the taller boy climbed off him and pushed him up against the back of the door, causing it to slam shut.

"I need you to fuck me, Blaine, fuck me so hard," Kurt had his eyes closed as he fumbled around the top of the other boy's jeans, pulling them down along with his underwear. Kurt pushed him back against the wooden door and knelt down to take the standing boy's cock in his mouth. He licked around the tip and along the sides before taking it in fully and sucking hard. "Holy shit, Kurt," Blaine cried out, tangling his hands into the boy's hair and using all of his energy not the thrust into the warm cavern surrounding his erection. The boy below began to massage is balls by rolling them in his soft hand, causing Blaine to close his eyes tightly. "Ah, fuck, no stop, I'm gonna come."

Kurt pulled off, kissing his way up the boy's defined chest to look him in the eyes. "I said fuck me," his eyes were hooded with passionate need as Blaine silently kicked off his boots and pulled his jeans off all the way. He did the same to Kurt before walking the boy to the bed behind them. Kurt lay down on the sheets, still neither of them spoke as Blaine reached into the nightstand to get the lube. The next sound that was made was the bottle cap being opened as Blaine spread the substance over his fingers. "Ok, I'll fuck you. I'll fuck you so hard that everyone downstairs will hear you scream in pleasure," Kurt's breath hitched at this declaration and he bent his knees as he spread himself so Blaine could access his ass. "Please," was all he could reply with.

The curly haired boy grinned as he jammed two fingers, knuckle deep, into Kurt's waiting hole. He didn't wait for him to get used to the sensation before he moved them in further, causing Kurt to whine. Kurt had always been loud during sex - a quality that Blaine was not complaining about - but with the added intoxication, things that made him gasp made him moan, and things that made him moan made him yell. Blaine was now thrusting four fingers in and out of the messy haired boy as he moaned a range of vibrant profanities. "Oh my God, oh my God that feels so good, yes, shit, right there."

Blaine grazed his prostate a couple of times before pull out altogether. Kurt whined at the loss but as soon as the boy above had lined up his lubricated dick and pushed in, he was moaning loudly again. Blaine began thrusting slowly, loving the feeling of Kurt's aching ass tight around him. Kurt began to get impatient and with Blaine caught off guard he managed to roll them over so that he was on top. He raised his ass in the air and kept his chest close Blaine's as he began to move wildly, with no pattern to his thrusts, only concerned with the sensation of the large cock inside of him. He buried his head in Blaine's light chest hair, rutting animalisticaly. "Uhh Blaine..."

Blaine took hold of Kurt's hips and rolled them back into the position they had been in. He brought Kurt's legs up to hook his ankles around his neck and continued the pace that Kurt had been moving at previously. He slammed in hard making Kurt cry out with pleasure. "Come on babe, we need everyone downstairs to know that you're mine, go on let them hear how much of a cockslut you are for me," Blaine's voice was dry and husky.

"Yes," Kurt said in a quiet voice.
"They can't hear you."
"Yes, yes, right there," Kurt yelled as Blaine made contact with his prostate on a particularly hard thrust.
"That's better, now tell everyone what you want,"
"Harder, Blaine, harder, fuck that's so good, oh, so hard, so faster, oh my god, oh you're so good," Kurt screamed as he arched his back off the bed. "Fuck, Blaine, I'm gonna come."
With a series of loud moans Kurt erupted across his chest. The contractions of his hole as he came caused Blaine to fall over the edge too, breathing shallowly as he climaxed deep inside Kurt, feeling the warmth flow out of his cock.

"I love you so much Blaine," Kurt whispered as Blaine moved the sheets up so they were covering their bodies. The curly hair boy froze, not knowing what to do, but when he looked down he saw Kurt sleeping soundly, warn out from the evening's activities. Without a word, Blaine lay down next to him on the other pillow and closed his eyes.