Yay my boys finally do it!

The minute the door was closed Blaine found himself pushed against the door and he was being kissed again.

It was obvious by the way Kurt handled Blaine, from the kiss to the way his hands were squeezing Blaine's waist, that he knew exactly what he was doing with another man. Blaine didn't think he'd enjoy someone taking over and taking the lead, but really it was the opposite.

He craved it.

He felt Kurt's fingers brush underneath his shirt, teasing up his sides, and Blaine shivered at the contact. Kurt's lips twitched in a smile against his own, and Blaine loved the feeling of it. He wondered what it would be like to feel that smile everywhere.

"Shirt?" Kurt gasped when he pulled away, and Blaine immediately obeyed, taking it off quickly. Wearing a collared shirt and a vest wasn't the best decision he ever made, but the look Kurt was giving him while he was undressing, like he was a birthday present unwrapping...well Blaine couldn't regret his decision.

Once they came off and Blaine was bare, Kurt whipped his own shirt off and wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulders, "Are you sure?" He whispered.

Blaine responded by leaning forward and reattaching his lips to Kurt's. They did a spin across Kurt's room and Blaine landed on Kurt's bed, bouncing slightly. He looked up at Kurt and he grinned, "C'mon, don't back out on me now."

Kurt growled and pounced. His hands scrambled to Blaine's waist and unbuttoned while his mouth attached itself to Blaine's neck.

"Pants..." Kurt groaned, "Why do you wear pants?"

"Because-ah-wearing no pants isn't rec-oh my God-recommended."

Kurt bit down gently on the soft flesh where his shoulder and neck met and continued peppering his neck with kisses. Blaine felt his pants go down his legs and hear a plop! of them landing on the ground. Kurt's lips started travel south, down his chest and lingering around his little pouch of a stomach, then pausing at his left hip. Kurt looked up to meet Blaine's eyes and asked, "Blaine, is this ok?"

Blaine smiled and nodded, "Just...slow."

Kurt smiled and nodded. He reached his hand out and opened the nightstand drawer. Blaine realized that he was still not fully on the bed, his feet planted firmly on the ground and Kurt kneeling in between his thighs. He tried to sit up to move to lay normally, but the feeling of something-oh God Kurt's tongue is licking him through his briefs, this is not happening-

Kurt must've found what he was looking for because the drawer shut loudly and the feeling of wet tongue disappeared, much to Blaine's dismay. He let out a little whine at the lack of contact.

Kurt chuckled, "Patience, it is your first time." He heard a wrapper open and he realized that what Kurt was looking for was a condom. Blaine looked at Kurt with a raised eyebrow.

At which, Kurt rolled his eyes, "Look, I'm not sure you know this, but STI's can be transferred through oral, and I haven't been tested in a while so..."

Blaine's heart rate spiked at that admission, but mostly because the thought that he was going to get a blow job.

His briefs were pulled down and his half-hard cock came out gingerly. Blaine felt himself blush slightly at being naked in front of someone else, but the feeling went away quickly when Kurt grabbed his cock and slid the condom on.

With his mouth.

Blaine groaned and grabbed the sheets on the sides of his hips, trying to remember how to spell his name. He was getting pretty good at remembering too, that is while Kurt wasn't licking the underside while dragging up and down.

B-L-A-

He hissed when Kurt kept going down farther...

B-L-A-I-

He gasped when, even through the latex, he was sure he felt the back of Kurt's throat...

B-L-

He gave up trying to spell his name when Kurt came off and, while looking at Blaine, said, "You can hold my hair if you want."

He tentatively unclenched his hands and wrapped them in Kurt's hair. Kurt hummed like he was being petted and went back down onto Blaine's cock. Good God this boy was going to be the death of him. Blaine groaned and pulled slightly on his hair on accident. He sputtered and was just about to apologize before he felt Kurt moan and he realized that Kurt liked it.

"K-Kurt I don't think I-Ohhhhhh-can last any longer..."

Kurt glanced up under half-closed eyes and smirked, like he was trying to say 'Good.' He then sunk his cheeks in and sucked.

Blaine threw his head back and arched off the bed, he scratched his nails through Kurt's hair and tried to catch his breath. Kurt, bless him, stopped trying to suck his own orgasm out and went back to bobbing slowly up and down.

That is, he thought Kurt wasn't going to try it again until he went all the way down again and sucked again and that was it. Blaine slammed his eyes shut and screamed, coming so hard he's pretty sure he saw the Big Dipper fly by his head.

He felt something plop next to him and he felt the warmth coming from them and without thinking about it he rolled into it and snuggled into it.

His new pillow laughed softly and wrapped his arms around him, "You ok there?"

Blaine hummed and nodded, "Just...wow. How...what..."

Kurt laughed again and stroked his hair softly, "It happens sometimes."

Blaine's eyes flew open and he jumped, "Oh God, Kurt, do you need me to-"

He glanced down and gasped. Kurt wasn't hard. And from their earlier making out, there was certainly something in those pants...

"I...ah...enjoy giving." Kurt explained, and Blaine saw Kurt's chest start to redden slightly, like he was blushing. It was adorable.

Blaine was a little in love with it.

"Thats...good..." He settled back in and snuggled his head into Kurt's neck, "Nap?"

Kurt giggled and nodded, "Of course." He squeezed him gently and murmured, "Anything."

Later, after they had a shower and a quick snack, Blaine had laid on the bed the right way, ass high in the air as Kurt opened him up maddeningly slow. It was agony for Blaine, who had bypassed hard a few minutes ago and was now in a new state of arousal. Kurt somehow managed to curl his fingers just the right was every few minutes and it was torture to Blaine. He was still only on two fingers, and Kurt had told him that he wanted to work him up to four before doing anything.

Blaine whined when he felt Kurt's fingers slip out, but it quickly turned into a moan when it was evident that another finger was being added.

"Shhh." Kurt whispered into his skin and he brought his other hand to Blaine's hip to give it a gentle and reassuring squeeze, "Don't wanna hurt you..."

Blaine bit back a sarcastic or sassy remark. The last thing he wanted to do was stop.

This sweet and awful torture lasted for a few more minutes before finally Kurt added the fourth finger and stretched him wider. Blaine whined at the pain, feeling himself soften slightly between his legs, but from what he knew that was normal.

He felt Kurt pull himself and heard another condom wrapper open, then the pressure was back to his ass, but this was better. This wasn't just fingers this time, it was Kurt's hard cock.

Blaine let out a whimper as Kurt pushed himself in slowly. He waited a beat to make sure Blaine was comfortable, not moving in further until Blaine grunted in affirmation for more and he pushed in further, further, until his hips hit Blaine's ass. Kurt waited again, this time apparently waiting for Blaine to be used to the fullness, the feeling of being stretched so far. He nodded when he was ready, Kurt started rolling his hips even more agonizingly slow than when he was fingering him. He clutched the sheets under him while Kurt draped himself over Blaine's bare back (heh. Bareback. The humor didn't escape him) and pounded in rhythm to some tuneless beat before Blaine came, hard and untouched this time.

After that, Blaine got to do the same thing to Kurt, but less slow and more fast and passionate, their lips barely leaving each other while doing so. He considered dragging out the prep just like Kurt did, but once he had dipped his fingers in he couldn't find it within himself to leave the perfect heat that just surrounded him. And knowing that soon that was going to be around his own cock...

Kurt just laid there and took whatever Blaine gave him. He had tried to get on his stomach, but Blaine had stopped him and looked at him until Kurt got the message. Blaine grabbed another condom and after wrapping himself entered Kurt a little slower until Kurt whined and slammed his hips down.

That made Blaine understand what he was supposed to do.

Kurt laid there, hot and pliable underneath Blaine, he let out little grunts every time Blaine slammed in a certain spot and moaned every time he hit the right one.

He decided he liked it when Kurt did it to him more.