Chapter 21

By Saturday afternoon, Blaine had figured out most of his plan. He didn't like it but, he knew it would work and most importantly, it would keep Kurt safe. He would explain things to Kurt Monday evening. Well, he would explain some things. Kurt would be better off if he didn't know everything.

On Saturday evening, his parents had a few friends over. Naturally, Phil was there too. Blaine was glad. He needed Phil to think he had won in order for his plan to work.

He waited until his dad and Phil were alone by the bar.

"Excuse me, could I speak to you two for a minute?"

James looked at Blaine in utter disbelief. Blaine never talked that way.

"Uh...sure. What's up Blaine?"

"I just wanted to let you know that I've decided to make the statement with you on Wednesday. I'm not reading what Meghan wrote but, I will work with her to draft something I'm comfortable with."

Phil grinned at James, his expression clearly saying, see, I told ya. James looked dubious.

"Really Blaine? Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'm sure."

"Well...okay then. I'll tell Meghan that you will stop by headquarters on Monday."

"Okay." Blaine walked away.

James looked at Phil in disbelief.

"Wow. That must have been some conversation."

Phil just smiled.

Kurt stood in the middle of his room and exhaled.

Finally.

Never before had he been so happy to be in his own room. Family week had been fun and Cleveland had been great but, he really wanted to see Blaine. Bad. It had been seven days. Seven long days of intense sexual dreams that left him turned on all day. Seven days of jerking off and fighting with Finn over the shower. He needed Blaine and finally, in just a few hours, he would be there. They were going to dinner. Kurt planned to eat Blaine.

Kurt showered, moisturized and obsessed over what to wear. He wanted to look sexually stunning for his boyfriend. An outfit that would communicate just how badly he wanted him.

When the doorbell rang at 6:00 pm, Kurt was highly annoyed that his entire family was in the living room. Didn't they have something, anything to do? He opened the door.

Damn.

Apparently, Blaine had taken some time with his outfit as well.

"Hi Kurt."

"Hello."

"Hey, Blaine! How are ya?" Burt called out. Blaine squeezed past Kurt, purposely brushing against him hard as he passed. Kurt almost choked.

"I'm good Burt. How are you? How was Cleveland?"

Okay, thought Kurt, I'm going to kill him. I'm going to let him fuck me really, really hard and then I am going to kill him.

Kurt stood by the door tapping his foot as Blaine chatted with Burt and Carol about Cleveland and even had the nerve to start talking football with Finn.

"Blaine, we'd better get going." So I can eat you.

"Okay. Well, I'll see you guys..." Kurt pushed him out the house and slammed the door. Blaine smiled at him wickedly.

"My, my. Aren't we in a rush."

"Shut up and get in the car."

Once they were in the car, Blaine turned to him. "Hungry?"

"Not for food."

They hit the highway. Once they were in the park, Blaine drove to a different section than last time and then, to Kurt's surprise, pulled off the main road and started down a dirt road. A service road. When they finally stopped, he hopped out and opened the trunk. He took out something folded, two blankets and a lantern which he gave to Kurt.

"Are we going camping?"

Blaine just smiled.

They walked for a few minutes to a clearing. Blaine took the folded contraption and pulled it apart. Within seconds, a tent appeared before Kurt's eyes. Then Blaine took out a rod with a hook that was tucked into the blankets. He unfolded it, making it longer and pushed it into the ground. He took the lantern from Kurt and hung it on the hook. He took a lighter from his pocket and lit the wick inside the lantern.

Kurt was speechless. Blaine pulled back the entrance to the tent and looked at him. "Still hungry?"

They were naked in seconds.

They kissed as if trying to swallow the other. Their hands roamed up and down their bodies, fingertips desperately tracing every curve, coming to rest on each others cock. They were stroking each other until Blaine slid down to his knees and took Kurt into his mouth. Kurt gripped his hair and cried out as Blaine deep-throated him over and over before slowing down to tease him. As he worked Kurt's cock in his mouth, Blaine slid two fingers inside Kurt's ass. Kurt screamed and almost came. Blaine added two more and Kurt started begging.

"Please...please...Blaine...please..."

Blaine just kept twisting his fingers and sped up his mouth.

"Oh...please...please...oh, ugh, Blaine...oh my God...please..."

Blaine thrust his fingers further up Kurt's ass, twisting harder.

"Ugh! Please master...fuck me!"

Blaine stopped sucking and removed his fingers. Kurt collapsed and Blaine climbed on top of him. He entered him slowly. Oh, how had he gone for seven days without this? After tonight, how was he going to go without it for weeks? He moved in and out of Kurt's ass with purpose. He wanted to etch every stroke into his memory. It was the only way he was going to survive without Kurt.

Their lovemaking was hot, intense and deeply passionate. Kurt's cries were full of desire and need while Blaine growled with every thrust and tried to fuck Kurt into the ground beneath them. At one point, Blaine carefully rolled them over. Kurt readjusted, impaling himself on Blaine's cock, the fierce depth causing him to scream louder than ever. Blaine held his arms up and out and Kurt grabbed his hands for balance and leverage. He then started moving up and down slowly, his body shuddering every time he came down as Blaine moved up to meet him. The feeling was so severe, Kurt whited out for a few seconds but, Blaine didn't let him fall.

Eventually, Kurt let go of Blaine's hands and managed to bounce up and down and remain steady, on his own. Blaine took Kurt's cock in his hand and began to stroke. This pushed Kurt over the edge. He erupted, shooting cum all over Blaine's stomach. The sight pushed Blaine over and he came hard, shooting cum up Kurt's ass. The sensation caused Kurt to yell out and another orgasmic wave flowed through him. He fell back on to his hands, head back, screaming. Blaine was sure it was the hottest, sexiest as fuck thing he had ever seen. It was how he would dream about Kurt from now on.

They lay quietly, arms and legs wrapped tightly around each other. Blaine's hair was now way too long but, Kurt loved being able to play with his curls, twirling them around his fingers.

Blaine let out a deep sigh. Why couldn't they stay like this forever? Why did he have to ruin it?

"Kurt?"

"Mmm hmm?"

"I need to talk to you about something."

"What?"

"I...we...shit."

Kurt sat up. "Blaine, what is it?"

Blaine sighed again. Damn. This was going to be so fucking hard.

"Kurt...we can't see each other for a while."

"What? Why?"

"Well...it's...oh, Kurt."

Tears had started rolling down Kurt's face. Blaine felt his heart crack. He grabbed Kurt's hands.

"Okay. Here's the deal. Apparently, sex makes the darkness in me weak. It makes it go away. I don't know why but, it just does. I need the darkness, Kurt. I need it to be strong. At least for right now. It's the only protection I have against my father and Phil."

"Whose Phil?"

"Phil is my father's lowlife best friend and campaign manager. He's a sick, disgusting, creep and he has it in for me and..."

Blaine stopped. He was torn between wanting Kurt to be on the look out for Phil and wanting to keep him in the dark. He didn't want Kurt scared. Hopefully, if things went according to his plan, he could keep Kurt safe without Kurt ever knowing he was in danger. He decided not to tell him.

"And I need the darkness to protect me."

"But, I don't understand. Why does that mean I can't see you?"

"We can see each other but, we can't do anything sexual and, let's face it Kurt, it's hard for us to be together and not be sexual. I'm not sure I can resist you."

"But, why does sex make the darkness weak?"

"I don't know. I wish I did but, I don't."

"Then how do you even know that's the reason why it is weak? It could be something else or maybe it's just going away."

"I think the same thing used to happen to my grandfather. He was like, this incredible congressman who could negotiate deals with his opponents that left their heads spinning. He was known for being very powerful and I think I got the darkness from him. Anyway, I think he and my grandmother had an agreement. They didn't have sex while congress was in session because it would weaken his power and make him less effective. He would come home for congressional breaks and then they would go on these trips where I think they would screw constantly. Then, when it was time for him to go back, they would stop so the power could...replenish."

They sat in silence. Blaine was watching Kurt closely. He had already decided that if this was too much for Kurt, he would figure out something else. He didn't want to lose Kurt and he didn't want to hurt him. If this was going to be too hard, he would close his eyes and suck Phil's dick. Anything to keep him away from Kurt.

Kurt looked at him. "Okay. I don't understand it but, if you think this is what you need to do to stay safe, then fine. I'm gonna hate it but, I'll do it."

"I'm gonna hate it too. I'm hoping it won't take long."

"But, Blaine, I don't understand something. Your father's not going away. I assume this Phil guy isn't going away either. Are we just never going to have sex so you can stay strong until we graduate and get out of here?"

Blaine chose his words carefully. The less Kurt knew, the better.

"I just need to be strong for the next month or so. I think things will be different by mid-July."

"Why? The election isn't until November."

"I just think things will change."

Kurt narrowed his eyes and stared at Blaine. Hard.

"Blaine...what are you planning?"

"Nothing. I just think things will have improved by mid-July."

"I don't believe you. I think you are up to something."

Blaine said nothing. Kurt sighed.

"Fine. If that's the case, I definitely want you as strong as possible."

Kurt lay back on the blanket, propping himself up on his hands and gave Blaine a sexy look.

"Does this abstinence plan start now or do we still have time for you to fuck me senseless?"

Blaine found it hard to breathe. "We have time."

Kurt smiled at him and spread his legs. "Better make it good Blaine, its gotta last you awhile."

Blaine swallowed. How the hell was he going to do this?