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Warning: Rated M, smut


"So... you kissed me?" Dave couldn't help smiling as he looked over at Seb in the car.

"You noticed that?" Sebastian smirked as he drove.

"Seriously though, if I overstepped I'm sorry. If you're not ready for anything then just tell me, no hard feelings, I promise. It's just you look super hot in that uniform and all that grease stuff on your face and the sweat and... " he coughed.

"Any way, I sort of lost my self control a bit back there. I'm not sorry though, if the alternative was you thinking I was trying to run."

He looked over to Dave, who was listening intently. "So, are you mad at me, or... "

Dave shook his head. "No! No, not at all. You're one of the only people I know who treats me like I won't break any second if they upset me. Life isn't going to be all good all the time, I was at a really low point when I did what I did, but I'm past that and I need to be able to live the rest of my life, not just survive it.

I'm glad you kissed me. I've wanted you to for a while, but I thought I wasn't your type."

Seb smirked. "Well, for the record, the only type I have is hot. Hotshot football jock falls into that category nicely."

They pulled up outside Dave's house and Seb turned to face Dave, saying, "So, now that the game is over, how about we have some fun Saturday. You can call it a date if you want, or not but we can still go out."

"Its a date." Dave replied, his eyes twinkling.

Seb smiled widely. "Great, I'll text you tomorrow, then. Goodnight, Dave."

"Goodnight, Seb."

Dave paused for a moment after he unbuckled his belt, so Sebastian took the initiative and leant across to kiss him chastely once on the lips, succeeding in making him blush faintly and smile even wider as he got out of the car.


Sebastian found the particular Warbler he was looking for in the library. The slim brunet with perfectly coiffed hair was sat twiddling a pen, apparently thinking about the essay that was in front of him. He looked up with an arched eyebrow as Sebastian addressed him.

"Kurt."

"Sebastian. Were you, uh, looking for me?" He asked, smiling but also frowning a little since he was quite confused.

"May I?" Seb gestured to the empty seat across from him and Kurt nodded, waiting patiently for an explanation.

"I know you and I haven't seen eye to eye before, but I was hoping to talk to you about something. Someone, to be exact." His gaze was level and honest as he directed it at Kurt.

"Of course, is it about David?" Kurt hazarded a guess. He put the pen down and moved his papers to the side to focus on Sebastian properly.

Seb gave a short laugh. "Yes. I, uh, I mean, we... are going on a date on Saturday." Kurt nodded, waiting for him to continue. "I just wanted you to know since you and he are friends now, in case he needs to talk to you about anything."

"Okay. Thank you for telling me Sebastian." Kurt interrupted.

"I didn't mean for this to happen just yet, but it's new for me too. I've never really had a boyfriend or gone on a date with someone who I've been friends with first, so I can't promise I'll get it right. I just really like him, you know?"

Kurt nodded, a soft smile creeping onto his face.

"I told him we could stay being just friends if he wasn't ready yet, but he said he wants to go on a date with me and he's glad I'm not treating him like he'll break."

Kurt smiled wider. "Well, for what it's worth, I think you two are good for each other. If you both want this, why don't you just see where it goes? I'll let David know that I know, so he has someone other than you to talk to if he needs to."

Seb nodded as he stood. "Thanks Kurt." He turned to leave, but Kurt called out to him.

"That goes for you too, Sebastian. If you need to talk, that is." Kurt clarified.

Seb's eyes widened in surprise and he smiled one of the most sincere smiles he had ever offered to Kurt. "Thank you." He nodded, before he turned and left.

Kurt decided to pack up his things, quickly texting Blaine to see where he was.

Because of a heavy workload this week they hadn't seen much of each other and he was hoping Blaine was also finished with his homework for the day. His eyes widened in surprise and he gulped when he read the instant reply.

I'm in my room. Thinking of you. I may need some... assistance ;P B x


Kurt made it to Blaine's shared room in record time. I seriously hope he is alone and not messing with me. If he lets Nick open the door on me in this state I'll make him pay later! He adjusted his pants quickly.

He rapped his knuckles on Blaine's door and it opened quickly, revealing a rather dark-eyed Blaine.

The curly-haired Warbler ran his gaze down and up Kurt's body hungrily before he smirked, grabbing Kurt by his tie and yanking him into the room, slamming the door and locking it behind them.

Kurt surged towards Blaine, attacking his luscious lips with his own, while his fingers made short work of unbuttoning Blaine's shirt and loosening his belt.

"How long do we have?" Kurt managed to ask as his hands slipped inside his boyfriend's boxer-briefs, deliberately making it hard for the panting boy to reply as slender fingers wrapped around his already hard cock.

"Nngh! N-nick... just left for ... unhh! ... dinner with Jeff. So, half an... nngh! ... hour?"

Kurt let go, making Blaine whimper in protest until he heard the next words to come out of the slender brunet's mouth. "In that case, strip!"

He stared in momentary shock at Kurt as the taller boy began to strip himself. Blaine hastily obeyed after coming to his senses and soon the two boys were diving naked onto Blaine's bed, desperate for each other.

Blaine found the lube and expertly prepped his moaning, bright-eyed boyfriend. Kurt grabbed at every part of his gorgeous naked boyfriend that he could reach, helping him roll the condom on when he was ready and crying out in pleasure as he entered him at last.


Nick had forgotten his cell phone, so he quickly kissed Jeff on the cheek, told him to join the line in the cafeteria, slapped his backside cheekily and ran back to his and Blaine's shared room to fetch it.

He turned the handle, frowning when the door didn't budge. He put his ear to the door and smirked as he clearly heard Kurt moan "Blaiiiine!"

That means Jeff's room is empty right now! He thought, smiling widely.

He ran straight back to the cafeteria, whispering in Jeff's ear before the blond hurriedly swapped his food choices for sandwiches to go and quickly paid, following Nick back to Warbler floor, heading for his and Kurt's room.


Jeff's study things were still covering his desk when the desperate boys stumbled through the door.

The blond boy kicked the door shut with a bang, not wasting any precious time locking it, and grabbed Nick by the lapels of his navy and red Dalton blazer, smashing their lips together for a deep, passionate kiss.

Jeff started pushing into Nick, backing him up to the desk by the window. The brunet whimpered at the forcefulness that his boyfriend was displaying, immediately deciding that he liked it. A certain part of him liked it a lot.

Holy hell he's hot when he's horny. Nick thought as his backside hit the desk.

Jeff broke the kiss, saying, "Wait, I've always wanted to do this." He leant around Nick and with one swipe of his arm he swept the contents of the desk onto the floor. He smirked and Nick's eyes darkened even more as he grabbed Jeff's blazer and tugged it off, going straight to unbutton his shirt quickly as Jeff rid him of the same.

Next the boys loosened each other's belts and then lowered the zippers, except Jeff's got stuck for a minute. "Shit! Fuck it! What the hell?" Nick whined as they wrestled the blond free, dragging his pants off frantically.

Nick stood up to quickly drop his own and they kicked off their shoes and socks, leaving only straining boxers. For a split second any way. Jeff expertly removed Nick's in a flash and growled, "Turn around!"

Nick gulped in a lust-muddled daze and spun round, clutching at the desk, baring his backside to Jeff. He almost screamed out in pleasurable shock as he felt Jeff's tongue swipe down his back, not stopping until it was lapping at his hole.

"Fuck! Yes! Jeff! Ohmygod!" He yelled, loud enough to hear through the thin walls, but neither could care less at the moment.

Jeff's tongue lapped and poked and prodded, soon replaced by slicked up fingers as his sexy as hell boyfriend expertly worked him open quickly. In no time at all he was ready, yelling through gritted teeth at Jeff that he wanted more, so Jeff gave him more.

Nick stuffed one fist in his mouth to disguise the moans as he felt Jeff push in, stilling when his balls met Nick's legs. Jeff gripped Nick's hips hard and pounded in the direction he knew drove Nick wild.

Jeff kept one hand on Nick's hips but started strioking up his back with a flat palm, coming back scraping his nails so a pattern of pink lines soon littered Nick's perfectly toned back and shoulders. Over and over he pounded into Nick.

"Nngh! S-sooo cl-close!" Nick panted, holding on to the desk for dear life. "Fuck, Jeff! Harder! Ohhh yesss!" He shuddered as he came all over the desk, his ass muscles clamping around Jeff sending him headlong into orgasm himself.


It was early Saturday evening and Ryan and Nate were at the Harris house for dinner.

"We'd best get eating the food while it's still hot, it hasn't got much else going for it!" Nate's Grandma chirped loudly, struggling dramatically with the armchair until Nate offered her some assistance to stand, ready to head into the dining room. If Nate had delayed any longer she may have been nominated for an Oscar.

Nate's mum flushed, embarrassed and his Dad scowled at his mother. Once she was stood, clutching onto her grandson's arm, Nate's grandma did her best "I have no idea what I said to offend" shrug followed by a smirk.

She continued talking to Nate's mother. "Is that a new perfume you're wearing?"

Mrs Harris did her best to smile without gritting her teeth as she nodded, fully expecting a nasty reply. "It's very... interesting." Grandma said as she sniffled and retrieved her handkerchief from her pocket, shaking it out and holding it up to her nose as she went past her and into the dining room.

Ryan gulped. He eyed the dining room doorway wondering whether it was too late to leave without anyone noticing.

Nate's parents managed to tightly control the conversation for most of the main course, finally beginning to eat their own meals once they were relatively sure that Grandma was behaving.

Nate's Grandma shrewdly waited until his parents had taken mouthfuls of food before saying, "So, Ryan, with hair that long and your pretty face you could be mistaken for a girl."

Choking sounds came from Nate's parents as she resolutely turned from a pink Ryan to level her gaze at her grandson. "Are you sure you're really gay, Nate?"

"Yes, Grandma, I'm definitely gay. If Ryan was your grandson and he brought me to dinner you could have said exactly the same thing, since my hair is long and I'm also gorgeous." He winked at Ryan who couldn't help a short burst of giggles.

Nate's parents were wise enough to stay quiet since Ryan didn't appear to be offended and Nate had dealt with her.

Or so they thought.

She turned back to Ryan, her gaze raking over him. He somehow managed to hold her withering gaze. "So, are you one of those transgender thingies or are all your manly bits still there?" She gestured at him with her fork.

Nate and his dad yelled at the same time, "Grandma!" "Mother!"

Ryan held his hand up as he answered as politely as possible. "Its okay. Yes, ma'am, I have all my "manly bits" and I have no wish to part with them. I'm just gay, not transsexual. I don't identify myself as being a girl in a boy's body, not that there is anything wrong with that. I'm simply a boy who is attracted to boys, which is why I'm dating your grandson."

Grandma nodded, seemingly satisfied.

Or so they thought.

"So, what makes you good enough to date my grandson?" She persisted.

Ryan looked softly at Nate, the love for his boyfriend evident to everyone present. "Actually, I don't think I am. He is gorgeous, funny, popular, a great singer, generous, kind, and..." he looked Nate's Grandma square in the eye, "...refreshingly blunt."

A faint smile played at Grandma's lips as Ryan continued. "I have no idea why he was attracted to me, but it was instant and mutual and I love him." He finished.

She turned back to Nate. "And what if I said I would disinherit you if you continued seeing this boy?" She poked her fork in Ryan's general direction again.

Nate flashed an apologetic look at Ryan before he answered firmly but calmly. "I would say keep your money, because love is more important. I've never felt so happy and loved as I do with Ryan and I need him in my life for as long as he'll have me. I love you too, Grandma, so if you decide to do that I hope you will still visit us." He shrugged.

Grandma nodded. "Good boy, you stick to your principles and you'll go far in life. You get that from me. He'll do. I wouldn't want anyone less deserving of you. " She announced decisively, apparently giving Nate and Ryan her blessing.

Nate's mother interrupted the stunned silence. "Pudding anyone?"


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