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Warning: Rated M
Kurt quietly selected his silk pyjamas, toiletry products and fresh clothes for the morning, before he left his and Jeff's dorm, shutting the door with a quiet click. He walked over to Blaine and Nick's door and knocked.
Blaine opened the door, dressed in pyjama pants and a grey sleeveless vest ready for bed, looking puzzled when he found Kurt in the hallway, holding a bag over his shoulder.
"Kurt! Are you okay? Did you leave something in my room?"
Kurt had briefly filled Blaine in on his visit with David before he had returned to his room, because it was getting late by that point, where he found Nick still with Jeff.
Blaine fully supported Kurt's wish to befriend David under the circumstances and was touched at how it had made Kurt even happier with their own relationship, thankful that they had found each other.
I wonder why he has come back? What's in that bag? Blaine thought, eyeing the stylish messenger bag.
Kurt shook his head. He bit his lip, wondering how Blaine would take what he was about to say. "Nick is asleep in our room." His curly haired boyfriend's eyes widened.
Blaine stepped aside to let Kurt in, shutting the door behind him. "Oh, do you want to stay here until Nick gets back? I could ring him to wake him up if you like?" Please say no, please stay with me tonight. All night.
Kurt shook his head, placing his bag carefully on the floor. "No. I want to stay with you tonight." He gazed into his boyfriend's dilated hazel eyes as he stepped close, taking both of his hands in his. "In your bed."
"O-okay." Blaine nodded, staring back into Kurt's eyes.
Thad was in trouble.
His boyfriend was currently completely oblivious to the effect he had on him and his body was misbehaving.
He was lying on his stomach with his chin propped up on his hands on Trent's bed while his sassy boyfriend was running a suggested new dance routine past him. One that involved far too much wiggling in Thad's opinion.
Since he was in a dorm alone with Trent, he had stupidly let himself enjoy the show a little too much and his eyes were currently fixed on Trent's shapely ass.
"...Thad? Are you okay?" Trent's voice broke into his reverie. Thad's eyes snapped up to meet his green gaze. "Uh, sorry, what?" Thad stammered.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to go downstairs for a hot chocolate?"
Thad shook his head firmly. "No, I'm, uh, not going anywhere for a little while."
Trent sat close next to him on the bed, which did nothing to help Thad's predicament. "Are you okay?" Trent asked, concerned. He shuffled to move so he was next to Thad in the same posture. His eyelashes batted softly against his cheeks as he gazed sideways at his boyfriend, shoulders touching.
"Mmmhmm." Thad hummed. "To quote you, I'm more than okay." He smiled when he saw Trent realise what he meant. His cheeks flushed an adorable pink hue and his lips parted as his eyes shot wide. "Oh." He squeaked. "Really?"
Thad rolled his eyes. "Of course! You can't just strut around in front of me like that and expect no reaction!"
Trent ducked his head. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
Thad put a finger under his chin and tilted it to softly kiss him. "Hey, it's okay, gorgeous." Trent swooned at the nickname. "I'm really not complaining, I'm just not fit to be seen in public quite yet."
He laughed, making Trent relaxed enough to giggle, before leaning back in to kiss him again. He was surprised when Trent licked his lower lip, silently asking to deepen the kiss.
Thad eagerly responded, lying down further and taking Trent with him. As tongues slid against each other deliciously and lips softly met their bodies became less angled towards the bed and more towards each other.
Both boys were gradually inching closer to the other, grasping at sides, backs, hips or stroking cheeks or running hands through soft hair.
Trent could feel his blood rushing south but he didn't care this time. He knew that Thad was okay with him being affected that way and he had already admitted to being very turned on right now.
Well that makes two of us now! He thought as he hesitantly slid his hand that was resting on Thad's hip slightly further to cup his backside. He'd never been this bold with Thad yet and was curious how the other boy would respond.
However, Trent wasn't quite expecting the moan that Thad made, which made him suddenly fully hard. He couldn't suppress his own matching moan and he gripped onto Thad's ass tightly as said boy shuffled closer, closing the remaining distance between them as their bodies met from lips to toes. Both boys could feel the other's hardness and their kissing became more desperate.
Thad very slowly started to draw his right hand back from Trent's left hip, feeling the material of his pants running under his fingertips as he moved gently closer and closer to the front.
He paused while kissing Trent when he was a fraction away, making sure Trent had a chance to tell him to stop, until he finally moved his hand to cup him. Thad's breath caught as he felt him gently.
He had never done this with a boy before, but the blood rushing through his veins and the tightening feeling in his stomach as he laid his hands and lips on Trent told him this was right. So very right. He gave in to his urge and gently started to stroke the prominent bulge as he kissed him tenderly.
Trent moaned into his mouth. "Nnngh! Oh my god!" He went back to kissing Thad deeply, his boyfriend taking that as a sign to carry on.
Thad's mind registered that Trent's hand was beginning to wander, too, copying his moves on Trent. Oh I am so okay with that!
Trent's hand slid further towards Thad's hardness and he tentatively ran his fingertips over it and back again, then rested his hand to feel him. His toes curled tight as he gave in to the amazing feeling of Thad touching him while he too felt his boyfriend. Wow, he wasn't kidding, he really is hard. He gulped. And big!
He felt Thad's hand move up slightly, grasping at the fastening of his pants as he broke the kiss to search Trent's green eyes for any sign to stop. Trent didn't want him to stop.
To show Thad this he too moved his hand up to gently unhook the top of his pants and carefully lowered the zip.
I know I'm Thad's first boyfriend, so we're equally inexperienced from this point, so I don't have to wait for him to always make the first move! Trent thought, desperate to touch his boyfriend without material in the way.
Thad's eyes widened and grew dark as he captured Trent's lips once more, waiting for his boyfriend's next move. He gasped into Trent's mouth as he felt his hand creep under the waistband of his tented boxers, fingertips trailing through his dark, wiry hair before warm fingers wrapped around his length.
He couldn't help his hips jerking as he broke the kiss, burying his head in Trent's shoulder, moaning, "Ooohh yeesss!" He tried to concentrate on undoing his sassy boyfriend's pants, which was really difficult while warm fingers were gently pumping him, pulling at his throbbing cock.
He bit his lip hard as he held his breath and slipped his hands into Trent's open pants and under the elastic of his boxer briefs. He ventured lower and sighed out the breath he was holding as he wrapped his fingers around Trent's hard length.
He swallowed Trent's whimper by kissing him deeply as each boy carried on stroking the other, gradually picking up the pace and every so often adding a slight twist or running the pad of a thumb over the head to collect the pre come there.
They carried on kissing, stroking and moaning into each other's mouths until they were both so close. "Nngh! I'm... s-soo close..." Thad whispered and he heard Trent moan one more time before he felt hot, wet come spilling over his hand. This pushed Thad over the edge and he too stilled and jerked in Trent's hand, burying his head in his neck again as his orgasm washed over him.
He released Trent's cock, extracting his hand and bringing it up to his lips and licking them clean. Trent watched, transfixed before doing the same.
Thad kissed Trent softly before saying, "Uh, Trent? You do realise if you show those dance moves at the next meeting I may have to do that in front of the rest of the Warblers." He smirked.
Trent giggled. "I'm pretty sure Wes would think that to be excessive PDA."
Kurt checked himself one more time in the mirror of Blaine's bathroom where he had gone to shower and change into his silk pyjamas.
He had done a very short version of his usual skincare routine and his hair was looking sexily towel dried and swept back, free of the usual hairsprayed coif, in anticipation of Blaine being granted permission to run his hands through it for once.
After considering for a minute, he took his long sleeved silk pyjama top off, leaving a simple t-shirt. Less layers. He thought to himself.
He breathed in and out deeply, then opened the door and stepped back into the bedroom, ready to join Blaine.
Blaine was trying not to panic. They hadn't had any alone time since their talk in the library. What does Kurt have in mind? Does he just want to sleep here? Does he want to go all the way? Or somewhere in the middle?
He checked his top bedside drawer for lube and condoms, before he climbed into bed, resting on his left side with his back to the wall, head propped on his hand, waiting for Kurt. I'll let Kurt take the lead on how far we go, but it doesn't hurt to be prepared for everything. I know I'm ready.
He gulped nervously as he heard the door open, immediately looking up to take in the beautiful sight of his silk-clad boyfriend. Wow, he could be a model, he looks so sexy! His pyjama pants were starting to tighten as his eyes roamed Kurt's body.
The simple off white t-shirt Kurt wore was a stark contrast to the usual number of layers he had to contend with. He licked his lips at the sight of the rarely seen milky skin of Kurt's arms. The silk pyjama pants clung perfectly to his hips, the flowing fabric accentuating his long legs.
Blaine lifted the covers and patted the space next to him.
Kurt smiled softly and climbed in beside Blaine, leaning his head on the pillow and shuffling forwards to lean their foreheads together, gazing into each other's eyes. Blaine gripped Kurt's left wrist with his hand between them as he slowly inched forwards, their noses meeting softly. He paused, before finally breaking the comfortable silence.
"I love you Kurt."
Kurt smiled softly, replying, "I love you too."
Blaine let go of Kurt's wrist to stroke his cheek, daring to then run his hands through Kurt's soft chestnut brown hair. Kurt hummed in contentment as he reached out to run his hands over Blaine's bulging arm muscles, shown off very nicely by his vest.
He slid his hand down Blaine's arm, then dropped down onto his waist, toying with the edge of his vest. Blaine was surprised to feel his boyfriend's fingers dip underneath the fabric, before boldly running his hand up his side, taking the vest with it.
"Can I?" Kurt asked softly, his glassy blue eyes locking with hazel. Blaine nodded, immediately moving to take his vest off, baring his defined torso. Kurt's eyes hungrily roamed over his chest, lightly smattered with dark hair. He gently followed the contours with his fingertips, grazing over his nipples slowly, teasing them.
Blaine moaned quietly and leant in to capture Kurt's lips softly. He parted them and their tongues met, sliding against each other and sending hot tingles from there throughout their bodies. He sighed through his nose as he wrapped his arms around Kurt, pulling him close.
His hands stroked the expanse of Kurt's back, venturing lower to his waist. We haven't granted our hands visas to travel south of the border yet. I don't want to do anything he isn't comfortable with.
"Uh, Kurt?" Blaine leant his head back and gazed into Kurt's eyes.
"Yes Blaine?" Instead of listening intently, Kurt leant forwards to kiss and suck at Blaine's neck, lapping at the dark red mark he made.
The curly haired Warbler moaned, words forgotten, as he let his head fall back, exposing more neck.
Kurt smirked softly at the effect he was having on the usually dapper and eloquent boy who was now tongue-tied and moaning. "Did you have something to say?" He prompted, teasingly.
"Uh, yes. I-I wanted to ask how far you wanted to go. I don't want to pressure you." Blaine's blackened but still earnest eyes held Kurt's blue, desperate for an answer before they went further than Kurt was ready for.
Kurt replied softly, "You're not pressuring me. I came to you. I want everything with you." Blaine gulped, nodding. "I-I want you to make love to me." Kurt clarified. He leant in to kiss his dazed but perfect boyfriend.
Blaine snapped out of his shock to kiss Kurt back, deeply. His hand finally slid from the small of Kurt's back, lower until he cupped his backside, squeezing softly. His cock twitched in his pyjama pants as his mind raced ahead to what was about to happen.
He slid his hand back upwards to grip the bottom of Kurt's t-shirt, tugging softly. Kurt slipped the t-shirt over his head, revealing his soft, smooth, milky white skin. Blaine's breath caught as he gazed at his boyfriend's chest, reaching out to run his hand over it gently, looking back up to his favourite blue eyes, whispering "...so beautiful."
Kurt smiled softly and leant forward to kiss him again, both boys sighing when their bare chests met. This time Kurt let his hand wander lower, gripping onto the gorgeous ass he had admired from afar for so long while Blaine remained oblivious to his feelings.
Kurt could feel that Blaine was hard against his hip. He shuffled slightly, bringing his own hard length to meet Blaine's through the material. They both moaned, clutching onto each other at the delicious friction it gave.
Kurt couldn't get enough of touching his boyfriend's bare skin, he loved the feel of Blaine's shoulders and back and waist and... I really want to feel his backside, not through his pyjama pants! Kurt thought. He decided to just go with it, because his breathless boyfriend wasn't arguing so far.
Kurt slipped his hand lower, dipping under the elastic and firmly squeezing his buttock. "Nnngh!" Blaine moaned, kissing Kurt desperately. Kurt broke the kiss, asking, "Can I see you? I don't want any clothes in the way." Blaine nodded frantically and Kurt began to push the elastic down, helped by his boyfriend.
He couldn't help but stare as Blaine's thick cock sprang free and to attention. All he knew right then was that he wanted to kiss and lick every inch of his gorgeous boyfriend, so he pushed Blaine onto his back and climbed between his legs, leaning down to kiss and suck at his nipples first.
I must be dreaming! Blaine thought, willingly lying back, eager to accept anything Kurt wanted to offer right now. I love it when Kurt is dominant, it's such a turn on.
Kurt had reached his navel now and was busy swirling his tongue around and dipping in it, before he slowly started his descent down the v. Blaine was beginning to whimper the closer he got to his throbbing erection. Many a dream had gone this far before waking up either rock hard or sticky. But this was real. I'm naked and Kurt is between my legs. Shirtless.
His inner thoughts were interrupted by the feel of Kurt's wet tongue licking up his cock from base to tip. "Unngh!" He moaned, whimpering as Kurt repeated this before taking him into his mouth and starting to suck.
"Oohh yeess!" Was all he could manage as he lost himself in the sensation of Kurt's mouth on him. Kurt's.
Kurt began to bob his head up and down, swirling with his tongue and sucking as he did so. Blaine was a gooey mess of moans and whimpers and he let Kurt know he was close. Kurt nodded and Blaine suddenly jerked, warm come filling his mouth as he heard Blaine yell his name. He swallowed as much as he could, some dripping out the side of his mouth.
I want to feel that with Blaine too, but not tonight. I want to go all the way tonight because there's been no pressure, no tense build up to it, just us ready and a place to be alone together, and safe. It couldn't be more perfect for our first time.
He quickly removed his silky pyjama bottoms and crawled up next to his sated boyfriend who was gazing at him lovingly.
"Kurt! That was just...amazing. Thank you. I love you so much." He kissed him softly once he was next to him.
His eyes widened as soon as he realised he could feel Kurt's skin pressed against him all the way down to his toes. He could feel Kurt's hard cock nudging against his hip and he couldn't wait to see and feel him at last. "C-can I?" He pleaded.
Kurt nodded and Blaine kissed him on the mouth, before working his way down his neck, marking his collarbone. He carried on kissing down to his chest, licking at his nipples, making them hard. He gripped onto Kurt'a hips as he trailed lower still with his tongue, kissing open mouthed every few inches.
He sat back to gaze at Kurt's cock, pretty and leaking, seemingly desperate to be kissed. He's longer than me, but mine is thicker. He thought, before gently kissing the head. Kurt moaned and Blaine could feel the blood rushing to make his own cock hard again already.
He leant on one arm, leaving his other free so he could stroke at Kurt's balls as he began to suck him slowly. He didn't want him to come just yet.
Knowing that Kurt wanted to have sex, he had read pamphlets that suggested sucking your boyfriend through the discomfort of being stretched before penetration. He wanted to prep Kurt properly before he tried entering him. His cock twitched at the mere thought of it.
He reached out to his bedside drawer to retrieve the items he had stowed there earlier, placing the lube bottle and condom pocket within his reach. He moved up to check Kurt was sure about what he wanted and Kurt kissed him softly, replying, "Blaine, I love you. I really want this."
"Okay." Blaine kissed him deeply before moving to settle in between his legs. He coated the fingers of one hand with lube and gently started to suck him again as he ran his fingers along his crack.
Kurt was moaning and panting above him as he started to push in with one finger. The feel of the hot, tight muscle surrounding his finger made Blaine fully hard again.
He continued to push in slowly, starting to pump in and out once his knuckles met Kurt's ass. After a while he slicked up a second finger and worked this one in too. Once his fingers were buried inside Kurt, he sucked harder as he began to scissor his fingers, stretching Kurt open.
"Nngh! Blaaaiiine!" Kurt moaned, lost in the feeling of Blaine's hand up his ass and mouth on his cock. He couldn't stop thinking about the feelings now and comparing them with how he had felt watching Blaine sing Teenage Dream to him. Both were equally intense.
Kurt's hips stuttered as Blaine added a third finger, but then his curly haired boyfriend crooked his fingers and finally found the little bundle of nerves he had been searching for.
"Blaine! Ohmygod! Theeeeerrrre!" Kurt practically screamed, making Blaine glad he could concentrate on that feeling rather than the burn of the stretch. He kept scissoring and stretching as he rubbed the same spot over and over.
Finally three fingers were moving in and out easily and he kept his hand buried, letting Kurt's cock go from his mouth as he kissed his stomach, saying, "Are you ready, baby?"
Kurt nodded. He stroked Blaine's cheek as he whispered, "Yes. I want to feel you inside me."
Blaine gulped and felt around for the condom packet, ripping it open with his teeth. He removed his hand from Kurt's ass, making him hiss at the loss. He leant forward to kiss Kurt on the lips softly before slicking up his covered cock with more lube. Then he leant on his hands, lining his cock up with Kurt's prepared hole, took a deep breath and started to push in.
Kurt's hands steadied his hips, helping to keep the pace steady as his whole body screamed with the intense feeling of Kurt's warm muscles clenching around his hard, throbbing cock. He was feeling a desperate urge to rush all the way in, but he held it together and pushed slowly until he bottomed out, waiting for Kurt to get used to the full feeling.
Blaine hung his head, panting, sweat starting to collect on his brow and between his shoulder blades, ready to track down his spine. He felt Kurt's hands cup his face, bringing him into a tender kiss, holding his lips there as he pushed against Blaine's cock, signaling that he should move.
Blaine pulled out halfway before pushing back in. Oh my god. This feels amazing. So much better than I imagined. I'm not going to last long!
"NNngh! S-so goood. I love you, Kurt!" He kissed him passionately, all tongue and wet lips.
Kurt clung onto any part of Blaine that he could reach, lost in the amazing sensation of being completely filled and loved by Blaine. My Blaine! He thought, as Blaine began a steady pace of thrusting in and out, over and over.
All thought was gone as Blaine hit his prostate. From that point all he could do was whimper and moan his name, which sent Blaine to the edge of release. A few more thrusts and suddenly he was coming, the edges of his vision starting to blacken as his orgasm hit him harder than ever before.
He cried out Kurt's name as he rode the waves of his orgasm, sending his boyfriend over the edge too. Kurt's ass muscles clamped around his softening cock as white streaks spurted from his cock, falling onto his stomach.
Blaine slipped out of his ass, tying off the condom and disposing of it before he laid down next to Kurt, gathering him in his arms tenderly and covering them both with the covers.
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