They both laughed, unaware of the peeping Finn at the doorway who was a little

green around the gills and extremely hard...

The couple smiled at each other as they pulled their jeans on, though Finn knew why they weren't in any hurry to get dressed. Burt and Carole would be gone until tomorrow night. Finn was supposed to stay the night with Puck, but apparently, he was responsible for dying Sue Sylvester's hair purple, so she got him locked up for the weekend. Kurt doesn't know he's home. He tried to call but Kurt wouldn't pick up. He never imagined that it was because of this. The boys arranged their clothes in a pile in the corner before crashing back onto the couch. They were all smiles and hugs. Too bad Finn didn't feel the same way. He could barely breathe and his pants were way too tight for comfort. He would give anything just to go upstairs and picture Rachel in a Catwoman suit (with the whip and claws), but his feet were glued to the floor.

He couldn't stop staring at the two boys as they kissed. They just showed so much...love. With Quinn, it was all about popularity and pregnancy. Rachel just wanted the quarterback as her boyfriend. Kurt and Dave just seemed like two completely normal teenagers. Who were in love with each other. The thought constricted his chest. He just wanted a high school sweetheart and all he got were two scheming women who would dump him for the next best thing. Makes me want to just give up women all together, he thought. Kurt had no idea he struck a nerve saying that. He had no idea that when Finn called the pillow "faggy", it's because he liked it, not Kurt. Finn loved that Kurt redecorated his whole room just for him. He loved that no matter how shitty he treated him, Kurt still got those puppy dog eyes every time Finn said his name.

"I'm going to get some water," Dave said as he stood. Finn tried to bolt, but Karofsky saw him before he could. "Finn?" He could almost picture Kurt freezing, like a deer in the headlights. "Finn, what are you doing home?"

"Um, Puck...purple...jail...Coach Sylvester, you know." Finn bolted up the stairs, slamming the door shut and collapsing on his bed.

Kurt stood and walked over to where Finn stood. "How long do you think he stood here?"

"I don't know. Why?" Kurt turned to face his boyfriend.

"Because from here," he gazed past Dave to see a full view of the couch, "I can see everything." His wide eyes went back to Dave's. Dave saw tremors wracking Kurt's small form. "Oh, God. Oh, this was a mistake. We should have never done this. He's gonna kill me, or call those homophobic assholes to kill me. He was already scared to come within ten feet of me. Now, we won't be able to come in the same room without him screaming that fag is contagious." Dave took Kurt in his arms, holding him tight.

"Baby, calm down. Everything will be fine. We'll just talk to him, okay?" He lifted Kurt's face to look him in the eye. "If you want, you can wait down here while I talk to him." Kurt nodded. "I'll be right back." Kurt slowly went back to the couch as Dave pulled on his t-shirt and climbed the stairs. He came to Finn's door and knocked. "Finn? Come on, man, open up. It's just me." Silence. "Come on, Finn. You've known me since second grade. Let me in." Dave could have sworn that he heard someone whimper. "Finn? Finn, are you okay?" He banged on the door. "Finn, let me in, dammit!" He heard dull footsteps approach the door before a voice came through the wood.

"Just leave me alone, Karofsky. I didn't see anything, okay? I just came up here so I don't mess up your night."

"If you didn't see anything, then what's wrong with you? "

"Maybe purple isn't Coach Sylvester's color and I'm upset about it." Because that doesn't sound gay, Finn thought. "Look, you two can get back to screwing around. I'll be up here for the rest of the night."

"So you did see us?" There was a moment of silence before the door swung open. Finn changed into pajama bottoms and his undershirt. His hair was mussed up. Karofsky couldn't help but be a little aroused at the sight.

"I told you, Karofsky, I didn't see anything. Now you can tell Kurt that the big, scary homophobe is harmless." Finn went to slam the door, but Dave caught it. Finn pushed hard, but Dave kept it open.

"I'm worried about you, not Kurt." Finn stopped. "Something isn't right with you. You're not acting like yourself."

"I'm Finn Hudson, that's who I am and that's who I've been." He crossed his arms under Dave's gaze, suddenly realizing how underdressed he was.

"No, you've been different. The way you act in the locker room, the way you are around the girls, even how you treat Kurt is different." Finn huffed before retreating to his bed. Dave followed him into the room.

"Kurt is my friend." Finn started. "You both are. I just don't want to make myself an ass again, and break you guys up or something." A slight knock came from the door, causing both boys to jump. Kurt was leaning against the doorway, his eyes too bright to be normal. He took a step into the room, with a sway in his hips that only Dave caught, knowing the tenor's routine of seduction.

"What makes you think you would break us up, Finn?" Kurt said, his voice low and rough. Aroused, Dave thought. He looked over Finn's shoulder to look into Kurt's eyes. 'What are you doing?' he mouthed to him. 'Play along' was his boyfriend's silent reply.

"I don't know." Finn said, frustrated beyond belief. "Kurt, you always had a thing for me, and I completely blew you off, and I think I screwed up because I kind of think I love you, and-" He clapped his hands over his mouth, his eyes bulging out of his head. Dave had to catch himself before he fell off of the bed. Kurt had nothing to catch himself with, he fell on his ass.

"You-" Kurt started. "You, what?" Finn shook his head wildly, covering his face with his hands.

"I'm so sorry, Kurt! I-I don't know what I was thinking. I got drunk the other night and went over to Rachel's. We started fooling around and right when I came, I said your name. Thank God Rachel didn't hear me say it, she was screaming so loud-"

Kurt held out his hand, "Okay, ew. Please skip the part where you fucked Rachel's brains out."

"But I didn't, Kurt! In my head, I was fucking you! I mean, I never did someone in the ass before so it was kind of easy imagining you instead of her, except you had boobs and you were screaming something about Fiyero-"

"FINN!" Kurt snapped, getting the attention of both the jocks. Finn's blood rushed south as thoughts of Kurt commanding him to do stuff circled his head. Dave slowly snuck around to Finn's back, noticing the tall boy shudder. Dave and Kurt shared a knowing glance before Kurt winked. "Finn," he said again, making his voice deeper, darker. Dave wrapped his arms around Finn's shoulders, pulling the tall boy up to the head of the bed. Finn sat between the strong jock's legs, watching the skinny tenor slowly stand. "Did you like me yelling your name? Maybe if your cock was deep in my ass when I screamed your name?"

Finn squirmed, freezing when he felt Dave's erection press into his back. "Kurt, I-I can't..." Finn struggled against him, but Kurt's voice cut through the air.

"Shut up!" The two larger men stared in shock as Kurt took his shirt off. Finn's cock twitched when Kurt flexed his stomach. God, where did those abs come from?! "David," Dave shivered at the tone of Kurt's voice, "take off Finn's shirt and yours too." Finn stared open-mouthed at Kurt, not even noticing when Dave pulled his shirt over his head. "Good," Kurt purred. He sat at the end of the bed, sliding a hand up Dave's leg. Dave shivered again. Finn could feel his erection pressing into his back. His mind was shorting out. There was no way this was really happening, and there was no way it was making him harder than he could ever imagine. He jumped when he felt a hand brush his dick through his pajamas, and nearly screamed when he saw Kurt moved up to come within inches of him. Kurt smiled sinfully before leaning down to brush his lips down Finn's neck. Finn let his head fall back on Dave's shoulders with a groan. His body was tense all over and was gradually relaxing with each swipe of the tenor's lips over his pulse. Kurt looked up at his lover, at the same time moving his lips up to the tall jock's ear, "How about it, Finn? Just say the word and we'll stop." With you, Kurt added in his head. Even though at this point, Finn saying 'no' would probably crush his libido for the rest of the night. The forbidden fruit was hanging right there, and Kurt wanted it so bad. This was most likely a once-in-a-lifetime thing. "Think about it, Finn." He paused to lick the pulse in Finn's neck, earning a throaty growl. Kurt groaned in return, feeling like he was about to explode from the sound alone.

"Kurt," Dave moaned. They looked at each other. Dave's eyes were almost completely hazy with lust, with a bright streak of love shining through. "This is so hot, Kurt. Watching you with him." Kurt grinned as he turned back to Finn.

Finn's eyes were shut tightly and Kurt could see that if he didn't relax soon, he was going to hurt himself. "Finn," he said. His mood hit rock bottom when a tear escaped from Finn's eye. "Finn!" He took his face in his hands and forced his head to face him. "Finn, look at me. Look at me!" Those large, brown, what Kurt deemed 'puppy', eyes opened. They were red and it took a minute for them to fully focus on Kurt. "Finn, we mean it. If you don't want this, just say so."

"It's not that," he croaked. Dave and Kurt moved away from him at the sad tone of his voice. They sat together, watching him as he wiped the wet lines from his face. He paused to calm down before he spoke. "It's not that, Kurt. I want this. I just-I-I just..."

"Don't know if you should want it?" Dave offered. Finn nodded. "I get that, man. I was dating girls, too, and I didn't get what the big deal was with chicks. The guys would go on and on about how hot they were and how great the sex was. It was boring as fuck to be with them. I dreaded dates and one-nighters." He took Kurt's hand. "But then I saw this ass right here. I started to get it, but I was getting it about other men. Kurt noticed and helped me figure it out." He looked Finn in the eye and smiled warmly. "I get it, Finn, but you won't know what you want until you give it a shot."

"But Rachel...?"

"She won't know a thing." Kurt assured. "If you want this to be a one time thing, we understand. Our lips are sealed." Dave moved to kneel behind Kurt, placing open-mouthed kisses on his neck. Kurt sighed and let his head fall back. Finn squirmed anxiously.

Dave rose up long enough to grin slyly. "Of course, he means our lips will be sealed tomorrow. Tonight, our mouths can be as open as you want." Kurt grimaced, slapping Dave's arm.

"God, you make the worst puns!" Dave went back to Kurt's neck, sliding a hand down his chest to cradle the bulge in his skinny jeans. "Oh!" Kurt gasped. Finn watched the two boys until his brain screamed at him to do something before he falls apart. He rose up to his knees, his lips inches away from Kurt's. Kurt's eyes looked into his, open, almost begging.

Thoughts of Rachel, the guys at school, and the consequences flew out the window on two words, "Fuck it." He pressed his lips to Kurt's, swallowing the groans and gasps coming from the smaller man's throat. He felt more than heard Dave groan against Kurt's neck. Finn found one hand sliding down to grab Kurt's ass while the other followed Dave's arm to rest on his bicep. Dave flexed, and Finn was surprised to feel a rush of heat go straight to his cock. He moaned into Kurt's mouth as he felt Kurt's hands clutch his hair. He felt a rush of cool air as Dave disappeared, then jumped when he felt a large wall of muscle press into his back. Kurt and Dave shared a glance before Kurt pulled away to nibble the skin under Finn's ear. Finn let himself sink into the other jock's embrace.

Dave's breath slid over his cheek as he spoke, "Kurt is really something, isn't he?" Finn felt Kurt bite down on his collarbone and Dave rub his calloused palm over his chest. "I bet you didn't know that Kurt likes to be a good little boy for his daddy, or in this case, daddies." Kurt groaned into Finn's neck. Dave's hand slid lower to rub circles over Finn's stomach. Finn's hips bucked involuntarily and he gasped when he felt something hard brush his thighs. Kurt growled low in his throat before straddling Finn's legs. Finn cried out and clawed whatever his hands could reach when Kurt grinded his dick into Finn's. Kurt hissed when Finn gripped his ass harder, digging his nails in the skin. "He likes pain, Finn." Dave breathed, grinding his own cock into Finn's back. "I bet you thought he was fragile. That if you gripped him too hard he would break. Oh, no, Finn, if you could just see what he is capable of."

Kurt's lips gradually moved down Finn's chest until his tongue grazed the edge of his pajamas. Finn reached behind him to hold on to Dave's neck as Kurt worked his pants down. Finn's heart was pounding as he looked down at the smaller man. His lips were red and swollen and his eyes were clouded over with lust. He had to turn his head into Dave's neck so he wouldn't come just by looking at Kurt. Kurt finally pulled off Finn's pants, and grinned when there was nothing else. He knelt over his legs, looking at the two jock's past Finn's cock. It was everything Kurt imagined. It was longer than both his and Dave's, but Dave's was thicker. Dave took Finn's chin and tilted his head up. Dave pressed his mouth to Finn's, forcing his tongue past his lips, just as Kurt swallowed Finn's cock as far as he could go. Finn cried out into Dave's mouth, gripping his short hair. Dave groaned, then pulled away. Finn leaned towards him, wanting his kiss again. Kurt pressed his tongue to the vein on the underside of Finn's cock, getting his full attention. Finn fought to thrust into Kurt's mouth. He gripped Dave's hair so hard that he pulled away from him.

His voice was back in his ear. "Finn, he loves to have his hair pulled." He took Finn's hand in his and buried it deep in the thickness of Kurt's hair. Kurt moaned around Finn's dick. Finn twitched, but fought to keep still. Dave's hand forced his to take a handful of hair and pull. Kurt growled, trying to rub himself on the sheets. "Let go, Finn." Kurt's eyes rolled up to look at Finn. Finn watched him swallow his cock down until his nose brushed the hairs at the base. Kurt's cheeks hollowed as he sucked his way back to the top. Dave moved his hand away from Finn's to rub his shoulders and his arms. "Let go, Finn." Finn whimpered, holding his hips still. Kurt stayed at the tip, alternating between licking and sucking. "Tell him, baby." Kurt paused to look at Dave. "Tell your new daddy what you need." Kurt smiled. He moved back up to the boys, giving Dave a quick peck before moving to Finn. They kissed roughly, Finn groaning as Kurt pulled away.

"Finn," Kurt's voice was deep and scratchy. The sound of it sent a pulse of fire into both Dave and Finn's arousal. Kurt went up to suck on Finn's earlobe, making him growl. "I want you to fuck my mouth, Finn." He whispered. "I want you to grab my hair and thrust so hard down my throat I can't breathe." Finn groaned loudly. Dave's lips came back to Finn's as Kurt worked his mouth back over Finn's cock. Kurt led Finn's hand back into his hair, forcing his hand to grip it before letting it go. Finn groaned impatiently. Kurt was there. He could feel the heat and the moisture, but there wasn't anything else. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kurt just hovering there with his mouth wide open. When he didn't move, Kurt huffed in impatience and sat up.

"Just fuck my mouth, dammit!" Kurt snapped. Something about his voice set off something in Finn. It was like a switch being flipped from thinking and worrying to wanting to make that bitchy mouth useful. He took Kurt's hand in a firm grip and pulled him into a heated kiss. Kurt and Dave were both shocked by the change in Finn. Kurt's eyes were wide open and looking up to Dave for answers. Dave shrugged as Finn pulled Kurt away.

"Change of plans, little boy." Finn sneered. "You want us to be your daddies, you don't get to talk to us like that." Kurt's face lit up. "Dave, you are going to fuck his mouth."

"Oh, God." Dave breathed. He moved around to face the tall jock, "And?" He watched Finn, waiting for him to continue.

"And what?" He looked at Kurt. The countertenor smiled shyly.

"What are you going to do?" Finn raised an eyebrow as a blush creeped over Kurt's neck. "Oh, Daddy?" Finn smirked.

"I'm going to fuck you. We are going to do you at the same time."

"Jesus Christ!" Dave groaned. The boys scrambled to get into position. Kurt, on all fours, between them while Dave kneeled in front, and Finn behind Kurt. When Finn's hands massaged the cheeks of Kurt's ass, he froze.

Dumbass! He thought. He heard a chuckle before he felt Dave crawl to press his chest to Finn's back again. "I'll show you what to do." He said, his voice breathy in Finn's ear. He held out a small bottle over his hand. Finn held out his palm as Dave squirted an obscene amount of the slippery liquid out. "He needs to be slick, but he should still be loose from earlier." Finn groaned, the memory of the two of them on the couch in his mind. Dave spread the liquid generously over his fingers, leading his hand to Kurt's entrance. He only let go when Finn started teasing Kurt's hole with his finger. Kurt let out a broken groan, his top half collapsing on the bed. "Do you want to play a game, Finn?" Dave whispered, bringing out shivers down his back. Finn nodded. "Good." Suddenly Dave's lips ravished his, thoroughly exploring his mouth before jumping back. "Follow my lead, babe." The pet name brought more shivers. He was on the verge of bursting. He thought if this kept up any longer, he would suffocate from the pressure building in his body, or explode. He watched Dave, mesmerized as he went around to Kurt's head, taking his chin in a firm grip and yanking his top half back off the bed. "On all fours, bitch!" His sharp tone was met with a gasp from Kurt. He didn't even realized he stopped teasing Kurt until he saw him wriggling his hips, desperate for more.

"Please," Kurt gasped. "I need both of you." His pleading voice brought Finn back to his task, this time sticking a finger in his entrance with hardly any resistance. He felt the singer shudder around him. "More, Finn, please." Dave's grip on Kurt's chin tightened until the boy groaned. Finn watched in amazement as the two shared what Finn thought was the most savage kiss he ever seen. He heard Kurt squeak into Dave's mouth before Dave pulled back, with a smear of blood on his lips. He bent over to retrieve something from the drawer and when he showed it to Kurt, Kurt replied with a weak, "Oh, Versace, Gucci, and Prada, no." Dave's smirk was predatory, and when he looked up at Finn, who had added another finger, it made him shiver again. For a brief minute, he wished that he did take the role of bitch, because Dave was both the scariest and the sexiest thing he's ever seen waving around that small rubber ring in his fingers.

"I think we should put this ring on him. What'd you think, Finn?" He continued without waiting for an answer. "We wouldn't want Kurt to finish too soon." He stroked Kurt's face, those hungry eyes boring into his. "Would we, baby?" Kurt shook his head, unable to speak. His entire body was taut like a guitar string. Finn subconciously stroked his back and added a third finger to Kurt's body, making the boy shiver and moan. Finn kept working at his entrance until Kurt jerked, crying out Finn's name. "He's ready for you, Finn." He reached under Kurt, making him shudder violently, before pulling back, the ring gone. Finn's heart lept in his throat as he positioned himself at Kurt's hole. Before he could stop himself, he shoved his entire length into Kurt's body, making him scream and claw at the sheets.

"Holy fuck!" The singer cursed. The dirty words on the singer's pale, innocent lips made Finn impossibly harder, thrusting fast and hard. "Oh, Finn. Oh, OH!" Dave took Kurt by his hair and pressed his face into his crotch. Without hesitation, Kurt took Dave's cock in his mouth. Dave groaned, watching Kurt's lips stretch around his body.

"Shit, Kurt!" he said through gritted teeth. Finn gasped, pounding into Kurt. His eyes screwed shut as he was bent over the boy's body. Dave gripped Kurt's hair hard, fucking his mouth. "You're mouth is so much hotter like this." Kurt hummed around Dave's length. Finn was getting overwhelmed. So many things going on at once, and so many sensations coursing through him. His hips fell a bit, out of exhaustion, but when he pushed in again, Kurt screamed around Dave's cock, making Dave cry out. Finn started thrusting in the same spot. Kurt was unable to move his jaw as he started babbling random syllables around Dave's dick. Finn's eyes watched Kurt blow Dave through teary eyes. His senses were going into overdrive and he needed to finish now, before he died from being with these two men. He straightened, pulling together his leftover energy, before slamming into Kurt's body.

Dave had to lean back on one hand as Kurt brutally sucked his dick. Kurt cheeks were blood red and he was breathless as Finn pounded into his ass almost unnaturally fast. Dave could feel his balls tighten painfully, before he felt a fire rush through his veins. He held on to Kurt's head, gasping, as his orgasm ripped through him violently. Kurt gagged as he struggled to swallow, but after Dave was finished, he pulled away, sparing a small smile for his boyfriend before another pulse of pleasure shot through him. His balls ached and his cock throbbed with the need to cum, but he stayed untouched as Finn repeatedly hit his prostate. Finn's hands had Kurt's waist in a death grip, sure to leave bruises. His breath was coming hard and fast, and he kept saying Kurt's name under his breath. Kurt clenched his muscles around Finn's cock, and Finn cried out.

"Oh, God!" He gasped. "Kurt, oh, Kurt. Oh, Dave! Oh, Kurt! Oh, Dave!" Finn felt his balls tighten to his body. "Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Dave, let him come!" He snapped. Dave scrambled to pull the ring off of Kurt's cock right as Finn screamed his release. Kurt jerked in suprise as his orgasm tore through him and out of his dick. His muscles clamped down on Finn's cock, making him cry out again. The entire world went silent and fuzzy as the three boys froze, high on post-sex buzz.

"Jesus!" Finn exclaimed, breaking the silence. The three men broke out into laughs, breaking apart and falling into a sweaty heap on the pillows. They all stared up at the ceiling, breathless, when Finn shot up, a smile on his face.

"What?" Kurt asked. The smile grew into a smirk as he glanced from Kurt to Dave as if he was picking out desserts at a buffet.

"Is this a bad time to mention that me and Rachel are officially broken up?" The other two sat up as well, curious.

"What happened?" Dave asked. Finn laughed.

"Well, I told her that I didn't care to keep chasing her. Especially since my recent revelation concerning my sexuality." They stared, open-mouthed. He rolled his eyes. "Her words, not mine."

Their eyes widened before Kurt blushed. "You mean...?" Finn nodded.

"I'm definitely gay. Now how in the hell I walked past the two of you without jumping you in the hallways speaks volumes of my dumbass-ery!" Kurt threw his arms around Finn's neck, but stopped, turning back to Dave guiltily.

Dave shook his head, smiling. "They say gay guys are sexual deviants. What is it about me and Kurt that makes us so stereotypical?" They waited, confused. Dave laughed. "It's only natural that the only three homos in Lima, Ohio would all date each other. Finn, will you be our boyfriend?" Kurt squealed, kissing Dave. He kissed back, smiling crookedly. Finn's heart lept in his chest again.

"Fuck yeah, on one condition." Dave's smile faltered, but he waited. "I'm the next one to take it from both ends." Dave's eyes widened, and Kurt smirked. He leaned in, kissing Finn slowly.

"Dibs on the mouth." Kurt said against his lips. The three tumbled around the bed, Finn smiling. Finn didn't have it in his heart to tell them that Burt and his mom also called saying they'll be gone until next week, too...