Chapter 3

Blaine stood entranced by the beauty of the young man in front of him.

He never did things like this; He never brought home guys he had barley spoken two words to but he'd be lying to himself if he said he regretted it.

This kid was gorgeous and mysterious but he also had sadness about him that he could totally relate to.

Standing in the bathroom coming down from his high, he couldn't help but take in Kurt's lips, pink and swollen from their heated kisses. His eyes roamed his soft smooth skin, his cute little nose, those beautiful big blue/green eyes, that dopey little grin with the barest hint of teeth showing.

He could feel himself trying to get hard again already; the effect this kid was having on him was overwhelming. Tempted to carry this on in the bedroom, Blaine was just about to lean forward to seal their lips together when he noticed the smile slowly disappear from Kurt's face.

As his breathing slowly returned to normal, Kurt could not believe what had just happened. He had sex! Kurt Hummel, Lima looser and resident punching bag just had sex. Sure it wasn't penetrative but still!

Someone had wanted him and not just anyone, but this sexy, handsome older guy. It felt amazing; His body was still tingling from the sensation and my god, why is he looking at me like that.

Kurt couldn't help but notice the way Blaine was staring at him. It wasn't an intimidating or repulsed kind of stare that he normally got from the neanderthals from school, this was something else.

Lust? Curiosity maybe? He couldn't quite place it but it wasn't threatening; it was strange for him, the way Blaine made him feel. The passion in which he came at him, kissing with so much force he was sure his lips would be bruised. The strength he had shown when he grabbed hold of Kurt's body and moved him so easily, the desire as he practically tore his clothing off him.

The smile fell from his lips as it dawned on him that he was naked. Sure, he had no problem with it in the heat of the moment but now they were just standing there, looking at each other, baring all and unable to hide.

Blaine, sensing his discomfort and clasping hold of his hips tighter as he attempted to pull away, gently leant forward and pecked his lips before softly speaking. 'Don't be embarrassed'

Kurt was silent; he didn't know what to say.

Looking at Blaine was not an option for him right now. It didn't matter how stunning he was, how much he wanted to burn his image into his brain before he left and it was gone forever. Blaine was naked and they had had sex; how could he face him?

Blaine's attempts to make eye contact with Kurt were futile. He was looking everywhere but at him.

Raising the hand which was not tainted with the remnants of their earlier activity, he placed his palm on the side of Kurt's face and softly stroked his cheek with the pad of his thumb.

The action startled Kurt and he turned to face him before he could think to stop himself.

Once their eyes locked, neither could look away.

'Hey' Blaine whispered, 'You ok beautiful?'

Kurt nodded, trying to contain the tears he was sure were on the verge of flowing. No one ever called him beautiful. Freak, ugly, fairy, homo were common names thrown at him but never beautiful.

Blaine took in the emotions playing on his face. He wandered just what this kid had been through to look so sad. 'Shit' Blaine thought, what if he's a minor, he just had sex with him, and he could go to jail. Before he allowed himself time to panic further he calmly asked.

'How old are you Kurt?'

'18' was the timid response.

Blaine internally breathed a sigh of relief and then noted the look on Kurt's face which indicated he was wandering the same thing.

'I'm 21, I go to Ohio State'.

Finding his voice, Kurt asked 'What about the club?'

'Oh, I just work a couple of shifts a week for some cash. While we're on the topic, why were you there?'

Kurt looked down not wanting to answer but couldn't contain the squeak that escaped when he was faced with the sight of Blaine's flat stomach, toned thighs and what appeared to be a semi hard cock.

Realising what Kurt just noticed, he simply shrugged and confessed, 'sorry, you kind of have that effect on me. I can't help it'.

The slight twitch that Blaine's cock gave resulted in another squeak from Kurt before he found himself rapidly becoming hard.

Blaine placed a finger under his chin and tilted his head up, raising one of his incredibly endearing triangular eyebrows to question what was wrong. A deep flush spread across Kurt's face and he unconsciously licked his lips. Blaine glanced down, saw that Kurt was hard and had to bite his lip to stop the massive grin from adorning his face.

He boldly asked 'Do you like what you see?'

Kurt paused and then faintly nodded.

Blaine leaned forward rubbing his cheek against Kurt's, breathing him in whilst laying tender kisses to his face. 'So do I. I like it a lot' he whispered.

He gently held onto the side of Kurt's neck stroking it tenderly with his thumb as he brought their lips together for a slow deep kiss. Kurt lifted his hand to mirror Blaine's immediately as they continued to kiss at a leisurely pace for several minutes.

Kurt vaguely became aware of being lifted and carried out of the bathroom while their lips remained locked together. He held on tightly around Blaine's neck and wrapped his legs loosely around the older man's hips as they made their way through the apartment.

It was only when Kurt felt himself being lowered onto a soft mattress that he opened his eyes, looking up into Blaine's eyes as he hovered over him.

'Do you want to stay?' he asked

'Yeah' Kurt replied. His dad wasn't expecting him home tonight. He had planned his excursion with a purpose and mentioned attending a sleep over to cover his absence. As much as he wanted to hook up with someone tonight, in reality he saw himself checking into a motel and wallowing in self-pity. This option was a thousand times better plus god knows how his dad would react if he waltzed in at this time of the night with bruises now prominent on his face.

The hardness pressed against his hip snapped him out of his thoughts as Blaine started to roll his hips into him. Kurt could feel that warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach again and was astounded by the way Blaine was looking at him as he continued with his actions.

'God Kurt, what are you doing to me' Blaine uttered before he started kissing down his neck and sucking on his collar bone.

Kurt pushed his head back into the pillow to give Blaine better access.

'There's something about you, I don't know what it is but I can't keep my hands off you' he whispered into the barely lit room.

Kurt found himself trembling slightly at the words coming out of Blaine's mouth; but not just the words, the hunger behind them.

Soft kisses were scattered across his navel as he responded 'then don't keep them off me'.

Blaine glanced up at him briefly before sinking his mouth down over Kurt's shaft.

The moan that escaped Kurt's lips at that moment was so loud, he was sure it could be heard from the next state. Blaine ran the tip of his tongue from the base to the head, swirling along the slit enticingly slowly before lowering again, sucking loudly and beginning a steady rhythm.

Kurt's breathing started coming out in heavy pants as he continued to moan, mumbling Blaine's name and other expletives in the process. Blaine was relentless in his actions, determined to turn the young man to a withering mass of limbs. So consumed in his mission, he wasn't even aware he was rutting against the bed, groaning as he continued to lick and suck Kurt's cock. The taste of smell of the young man was intoxicating; he wanted to explore every inch of his body.

He was fast approaching his release, so he stroked a hand across Kurt's stomach to reach for a nipple then slowly tweaked it whilst paying extra attention to the head of his cock.

Kurt thought he was dying; this was too much, what he was feeling was just too much and he had never felt like this before. Blaine's smell and sound and touch were everywhere, and he couldn't hold back for much longer.

Aware his release with rapidly approaching, he knew he had to inform Blaine because coming down someone's throat unexpectedly had to be rude and surely not proper blowjob etiquette.

It was then that he realised one of his hands was already grabbing Blaine's hair, fingers twisted around his curls. The other was clutching the bed sheet for dear life.

He started tugging to pull him off but Blaine ignored his warning and sucked even harder; desperate to taste him and clearly turned on from hearing Kurt chant his name over and over again. Before he could contain it any longer he was coming in waves into Blaine's mouth as he drank him dry and he let out one final scream before silence.

His eyes were closed as he tried to steady his breathing, he felt movement on the bed then opened his eyes to see Blaine sitting up, his own member in hand as he squeezed and pulled at it frantically; his eyes glued to Kurt's body, dark with hunger and lips red and swollen from the act he just completed.

In the back of Kurt's mind, as he lay there exposed, he pondered whether he should feel embarrassed and cover up. Seeing Blaine in this way, because of him, he found that he was too tired to move and really couldn't care.

Blaine's broken cry of his name spurred him on. He sat up to kiss him and raised his hand to join Blain's for the final few strokes before he too released his load and panted out Kurt's name repeatedly.

Both fell down onto the bed sated and the room was once again quiet except for the sound of their breathing as they calmed down.

'wow!' Kurt sighed before he even realised it had left his mouth.

Blaine chuckled and responded 'thanks'.

Embarrassed Kurt playfully nudged his should and told him to 'shut up'

Blaine became serious and lightly traced his finger along Kurt's cheek.

'How's your face?' he asked.

Kurt lowered his head slightly ashamed; he wanted to put the memory of Karofsky behind him. 'It's fine'.

Blaine was quiet for a moment, undoubtedly not believing him then he spoke again.' Who was he?'

'No one' He replied immediately.

'Sure didn't look like no-one. In fact from the way he was talking to you, I'd say he knew you pretty well'.

Kurt sighed, knowing he couldn't just ignore Blaine's questions, so he admitted, 'He's just a guy that hassle's me at school'

Blaine stiffened at Kurt's reply, 'what do you mean, hassle?'

Looking away from him, he couldn't believe his one moment of happiness was going to be ruined; he should have known it was too good to be true. There was no chance somebody like Blaine would want to stick around with a loser like him. Someone as pathetic as he was that couldn't even look after himself.

He could feel the tears threatening to flow and sat up to start looking for his clothes.

'Locker slams, dumpster tosses, slushy facials and name calling' he was getting frantic as he stood pulling a sheet around his waist to hide his modesty, even though it was pointless given what they had already done this evening. 'We'll look at me, can you blame them?'

His words were cut off as Blaine jumped, grabbing hold of his arms to pull him close to sooth him. 'hey, hey calm down. I didn't mean to upset you'

'You didn't, don't worry about it. Give me a couple of minutes to get my stuff and I'll let you have your space.'

'What' Blaine stuttered? 'Where are you going to go?'

'I'll think of something' he replied

'Look this is stupid, you're here now, just stay'

Kurt looked into Blaine's eyes for the first time since his outburst.

'Why?' he asked timidly.

'Because I want you to' he stated 'Come on, let's go back to sleep. I won't mention that guy again tonight I swear'

Kurt looked at him cautiously.

Blaine could see he was torn, 'please Kurt, stay the rest of the night with me'

Kurt gulped, how could he say no to that.

'I'll make you breakfast in the morning?' Blaine stated playfully.

Finally a small smile broke out on Kurt's face and he nodded.

Blaine smiled back and began ushering him over to the bed.

They had been lying peacefully without a word spoken for several moments and Kurt was adamant Blaine had falling asleep. That was until there was a shift in the bed and he felt a warm body press against him and an arm draped across his hip.

All thoughts that this was the act of a sleeping man were washed away as a light kiss was placed behind his ear followed by a whispered 'I'm glad you stayed'.

Kurt felt his heart beat speed up as the arm tightened slightly around him and a nose was nuzzled into his neck.

A huge smile burst onto his face and for the first time in a long time he slipped into a peaceful sleep looking forward to the next day.