Finally, summer classes end tomorrow!
I have to also write a small bit about Cory. I obviously didn't know him personally, but his death is still sad and sobering. I was shocked and thought someone was playing a prank at first. My heart goes out to everyone here and in the Glee community, especially his family and Lea.
"Taylor, buddy, go wash up." Kurt said, kissing his son on the head. Taylor, who was playing with clay in the living room, looked up. "Papaaaaa….." He moaned. "Five more minutes?" Kurt would always smile at his new title, but he knew the guests would arrive soon, and he didn't want his son potentially running around with dirty hands. "C'mon bud. It'll take five seconds. Then you can help me with everything."
Taylor poured a little, but when off to the bathroom without any argument. As Taylor scampered off to the bathroom, Kurt began carrying the dish wear to the table, and would let Taylor carry the food, as he enjoyed positioning the food closer to himself. Taylor ran back in, careful to avoid knocking into his papa, and began carrying the salad bowl out, placing it as far away as possible from himself, and closer to Uncle Finn. Tonight was special because both families were coming over, and Burt and Carole, who were on the campaign trail, wanted to see their grandson, as did Sofia and Bruce Anderson.
The door unlocked, and in stepped Blaine, whose face was red from the chill of early November with his parents. Blaine was the spitting image of Bruce, with the same face (although shorter, as Bruce was 5'11). However, Blaine had inherited his mother's eyes and lips. Sofia was beautiful, wearing a Diane von Furstenberg dress Kurt had sent her, her glossy blonde hair blown out and her make up perfectly applied. As she shook off her coat, Bruce helped her, and Blaine kissed Kurt on the cheek. "Hey baby."
"Hey you." The two stood there, grinning like two goofs before Taylor walked in, all done setting the table. "Daddy's home!" Taylor exclaimed, hugging Blaine. "Hey there my little monster." Blaine smiled. "There are some people I want you to meet." Blaine crouched down to his son's level, taking his hand. "This, is my mom, Sofia, and this, is my dad, Bruce." Both of his parents smiled. Taylor smiled back, clinging to his daddy. "He's a little shy." Blaine explained, scooping up Taylor. "Hey Taylor," Bruce said, smiling. "I heard you're a sports fan?" Taylor nodded and smiled a little. "Yeah. Daddy's been watching the Yankee games. I always root for the other team." Sofia laughed. "No wonder you get on so well with Cooper. He used to do that all the time with Blaine." Meanwhile Bruce had moved onto Kurt. "Hi, you must be Kurt. I'm Bruce. It's a pleasure to meet you." Bruce locked Kurt's hand in a firm handshake and smiled at him. "Bruce, the same here. Your son is amazing." Kurt smiled.
"I'd like to think so, too."
As Sofia introduced herself to Kurt, thanking him for her dress for the 50th time, the doorbell rang, and Carole, Finn, Rachel and Burt appeared, with a very cold Cooper and Candice.
The introductions went smoothly, with Bruce and Burt talking about Burt's upcoming political trip, as Rachel cooed over Candice's growing belly. Taylor warmed up as Burt arrived, since the two had been around each other since Kurt started working for Taylor's other parents.
As Taylor jammed steaming mashed potatoes into his mouth, Burt caught him. He signaled Bruce, who started laughing. "Okay Taylor, us men have a bet for you."
Taylor set his fork down. "You're on."
"If you can eat two helping of those without stopping, we'll give you ten bucks."
"This doesn't sound like a good idea." Carole said.
"You're on." Taylor said, getting his fork ready.
Finn chuckled as he and Cooper pushed their plates aside. Rachel rolled her eyes. Men. Kurt and Blaine, who were in the kitchen, didn't know what was going on.
Taylor quickly stuffed his helping of potatoes into his mouth; fully knowing he was going to win. Two minutes later he was the winner. Kurt walked in at that exact moment. "What'd I miss?"
"Dude, you just missed your son totally take on these two and eat a full plate of mashed potatoes!" Finn exclaimed, reaching across Rachel to high five Taylor. Kurt lightly rolled his eyes and high fived Taylor. "Show 'em who's boss, kid," He whispered.
After dinner, the coffee flowed, as did Kurt's cookies and cake, and Taylor rotated laps, everyone in love with him.
After their guests left and the dishes were put away, Kurt and Blaine put Taylor to bed, before making their way into their own bedroom. Both knew what was going to happen next. The desire hung in the air like lingering perfume, and Kurt knew he wanted Blaine. Kissing him, Kurt nodded, and Blaine saw the fire in his eye. He was ready. Kurt suddenly lead him to the bed, pushing him down, and taking Blaine's hand he placed it between his legs for Blaine to feel the heat. Blaine gasped loudly, and dug his other hand into the mattress. Throwing all hesitation out the window the dark haired man kissed his boyfriend deeply, mouthing "I love you," beneath him. Stealing the Kurt's breath by palming him through his jeans and taking advantage of the gasp to dive his tongue into his boyfriend's mouth. Kurt coaxed the shy tongue to play with his then explored the wet cavern wanting to taste all that Blaine had. "God, Blaine, you're so beautiful." Kurt moaned into the kiss. As the he struggled to breathe Blaine left the kiss, tracing open mouth kisses down Kurt, taking his time to suck on his neck, with Kurt moaning in pleasure.
"Oh shit, Blaine!"
"Shh…..don't say anything."
As they continued to kiss, Kurt removed his shirt and threw it over the side of the bed not caring where it landed. Changing the angle of the kiss he got fully on the bed placing a knee on each side of Blaine's hip. Finally pulling back, Kurt placed his hands on Blaine's hips sliding his hands up under the shirt lifting it slowly as he made his way to Blaine's nipples. Pinching a pale nipple his mouth went to the other, tracing around it not touching the center until Blaine moaned in frustration. Smirking he licked it flicking the hardening nub with his tongue then sucking on it and gently biting on it. When he was satisfied with his job on it he moved to the other nipple giving it the same treatment all while Blaine cussed and moaned beneath him. Slowly Kurt licked a trail down Blaine's toned and taunt body, pausing briefly to dip his tongue into Blaine's navel, loving how he arched into the touch while calling out his name. With quick long fingers, Blaine unbuttoned Kurt's pants looking up briefly to check for any signs of hesitation in his boyfriend's eyes before pulling pants along with boxers down and off pale, slender, perfect long legs.
"W-what are you staring at?"
"You...you're gorgeous, Kurt."
Flipping over so Blaine was on top, Kurt attempted to arch his back as Blaine licked the head of his cock but found his hips held down to the bed. Panting heavily, he gasped and moaned as he felt Blaine run his tongue on the underside of his length tracing the vein there.
"SHIT, Blaine!"
Blaine then licked head of Kurt's cock before taking the entire length into his mouth. Moving up and down the brunette hummed sending vibrations up the length as he fondled his balls.
The only sounds Kurt could make were moaning sounds, and muffled as his boyfriend lifted his legs and dove his tongue into his hole. As he licked his boyfriend's hole, Blaine showed him three fingers, placing them on his lips. Kurt sucked on them hard with want, lavishing them with his tongue, and Blaine's tongue was replaced with a finger that lightly traced his hole before entering. Kurt could feel the finger inside him moving in and out which was then followed by a second finger.
"Aahh!"
Finally finding the bundle of nerves he was looking for, Blaine thrusted his fingers into the spot a few more times before removing his fingers. Quickly disposing of his own pants, Blaine pulled a condom out and coated his own member with lube before positioning it at Kurt's entrance.
"Baby, are you sure you're ready?"
"Yes, I've never been more sure."
Finally when Blaine was all the way in he kissed Kurt and stroked his shaft to relax him and give Kurt time to adjust to his size. After a few moments he took hold of the slender hips and pulled out slowly only to thrust back in, setting up a slow rhythm.
Kurt threw his head back, arching up to meet his lover's thrusts as Blaine located his prostrate. Wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck, Kurt brought his head down for a sloppy passionate kiss. Thrust after thrust aimed at his prostrate, their rhythm becoming erratic as they neared their completion.
Encouraged by his lovers pleads the Blaine sped up his pace repeatedly slamming into the tight heat. Knowing he couldn't last much longer he took hold of Kurt's cock and fisted it in time with his thrusts.
When Kurt came he clamped down on the cock deep inside him making Blaine thrust a few more times before grunting his own climax. Exhausted for the time being, Blaine slipped out of Kurt, discarding the condom, both shuddering at the feeling. Kurt pulled Blaine close for a kiss, and pulled the covers over both of them before snuggling into Blaine's side.
"I love you, Kurt."
"I love you, too, Blainers."
So they finally had sex!