A/N: Do-do-do-do
Kurt blinked, a horrified expression on his face as Blaine continued.
"Well…Cooper…he's bisexual…and Simon's straight as a beam, and Jared is gay as the fourth of July." Blaine was flushing, glaring at the road. "Penny and Ashleigh are dating, Lisa and Sarah are bi and experimenting, and Alana is straight…"
"Blaine…" Kurt swallowed hard. "Why…why didn't you tell me this before I agreed to come…"
"I just…I kind of forgot…"
"How do you forget this type of thing?"
"Well, we've always been drunk when this has happened!"
Kurt swallowed hard.
"Look…if you're uncomfortable, we can stay at the house. We don't have to stay in the tents."
Kurt chewed his lip. "I'll think about it."
"I just…I have so many memories up at this place…and I want to be able to share all the oddities that happened there with you."
Kurt took his hand with a smile. "Alright. I…I'll definitely think about it."
Blaine grinned happily. "Good."
^.^
Blaine had coaxed Kurt to a farm, and to this moment, Kurt was still wondering how. It was owned by Blaine's aunt and uncle, and was acres and acres of land that spanned over hills and hills of green and yellow grass.
"Kurtikins!" Cooper grinned happily, punching him gently on the arm.
"Leave him alone, Cooper." Blaine warned, putting a protective arm around Kurt.
His warning was full of light-hearted mirth and Cooper shot them a grin.
"Where's everyone else?" Blaine asked, and Kurt shifted uncomfortably.
"Late." Cooper huffed. "But they're all on their way. Why don't you show Kurt around?"
^.^
Kurt was fine. He was great. Hell, he was actually having fun. He met the other people who visited – who Blaine had grown up with over the years of his life. He heard stories and he laughed along with them, and for once in his life he immediately felt at home. These people were just like he was.
But then night time fell, and they moved to the tent.
They were situated in the very back paddocks – Kurt held onto Blaine's waist tightly as he drove the quad bike. He was slightly nervous – if the stories were anything to go by.
The tent was large – three large sections that could hold five people in each comfortably. Blaine grinned, glancing over at Kurt as they climbed off the bikes.
"Welcome to…welcome to my childhood."
"Judging by the way Penny and Ashleigh keep grinding up against each other, I'd say your childhood was quite an experience." Kurt whispered, inhaling heavily.
Blaine turned to him, pulling his boyfriend into a hug. "Look, if you don't want to do this, the offer still stands. We have the house, and a bike."
"I just…let's see how this goes."
Blaine nodded and took his hand, pulling him towards the tent. The others had already invaded, seeking out their sleeping spots and lying down on the sleeping bags that were already there. Blaine and Kurt snagged two that were next to each other in the middle section – sharing with Cooper.
He wasn't happy.
"No…weird stuff, okay. At least, while I'm in the compartment."
Kurt blushed heavily.
^.^
Halfway into the night, the alcohol was brought out, and the tent inhabitants wasted no time in getting themselves sloshed. Except for Kurt and Blaine, of course.
"What are we even playing?" Kurt inquired.
They sat in a circle in the middle compartment, cards in piles around them. A bottle sat in the middle of the circle, next to Cooper's phone.
"It's called drunk spin the bottle poker."
Kurt was confused.
"Sorry, what?"
"So, you spin the bottle, and then you get a dare from the phone. If you fail to complete the dare, you lose a card. The card goes to the person you're supposed to be doing the dare to." Simon explained with a giddy grin.
"And at the end of the game, the person with no cards gets torture of our choice."
Kurt blinked worriedly. That sounded dangerous.
"I'm…not sure I want to play this." Kurt said softly, and Blaine laughed gently.
"It's his first time." Blaine said. "So he can sit out."
There was mumbled agreement and Kurt nodded almost happily, watching as Alana spun the bottle. It landed on Simon – the straight one – and she grinned happily.
"Okay, dare says…" Cooper grinned, "Handjob. Go."
Kurt's eyes widened as she reached for his pants with no hesitation.
"Is it…always…?" Kurt whispered, and Blaine nodded.
"It gets worse as the night goes on."
Alana giggled to herself, and suddenly she was pulling Simon's cock from his jeans, stroking over him quickly and with no hesitation. Simon didn't seem embarrassed, his eyes closed as he bit his lip, leaning backwards.
Kurt looked away awkwardly, but Blaine was watching – like the rest of them.
He sighed.
It was going to be a long night.
A/N: Okay, so I don't actually think Cooper might be Bi, but it seemed fitting for this fic :)