Kurt wakes up with a headache, and a taste in his mouth that is disgusting.  On his nightstand sits a glass of water and two pills.  Thanking whoever put them there, he knocks them back and drinks the whole glass of water.

He climbs out of bed and trudges over to the bathroom, removing clothes as he walks.  After a long and wonderful hot shower, Kurt brushes his teeth.  Gets that taste out of his mouth.

By the time hes finished cleaning up the smell of freshly brewed coffee greets him.  Makes him smile.  Coffee is exactly what he needs.  So, he heads downstairs.

In the kitchen sits Blaine with a cup of coffee when he walks in.  The sight of him has an onslaught of everything from the night before rushing back to him.  He groans, and inwardly cringes at remembering everything he said.

"Morning," he mumbles as he walks up to the fridge.

"Morning.  I made coffee for you."  Blaine smiles as he offers the cup he holds.

"Thanks," Kurt says as he takes it.

"How do you feel this morning?"

"Like shit in so many ways."  Kurt pours milk into his coffee, watches as the dark liquid turns light brown.

"Do you remember what happened last night?"  Blaine asks.

Kurt drops a couple spoonfuls of sugar into his coffee.  Debates on how he should answer that.  But he knows he has to say the truth.  Has to apologize.  "Yeah, I do."  He hears Blaine chuckle.  "Im sorry, Blaine."

"For what?"

"For what I said.  I didnt mean to make you uncomfortable in any way."  Kurt blows on his coffee and takes a sip.  The sweet taste delicious on his tongue.

"Um...In case you dont remember, I didnt mind."  Blaine lets out a small laugh as he blushes.  Diverts his eyes in embarrassment.

Its then that Kurt remembers feeling Blaine hard against his ass.  That memory sends a jolt through him.  Makes him grin as he drinks his coffee to hide his obvious enjoyment.

"Im gonna go."  Blaine stumbles as he starts to walk backward out of the kitchen.  "Just wanted to see if you were okay."

"Okay.  Oh, thanks, by the way," Kurt says before Blaine leaves.

"For what?"

"For taking care of me last night."

"It was nothing."  Blaine shrugs his shoulders.  "I didnt mind."

Alone after Blaine leaves, drinking his coffee, and nibbling on a banana, Kurt thinks about what this means for Blaine and he.  He knows its one more step closer to them abandoning all rules and sleeping together.

"Hey, Kurt," Cayden says as she comes inside through the back.

"Hey, Cay," he says as she sits down at the kitchen island.

"How are you this morning?"  Cayden grabs an orange and starts to peel it.  "Blaine told me about last night."

"Im okay."

"I told you to take it easy."

"I know."  Kurt abandons his coffee and banana.  "You want to go into town with me?  Check out the stores and stuff?"

"Sure," Cayden replies as she eats an orange segment.  "We can also scout for men."

Kurt chuckles when Cayden waffles her eyebrows.  "I told you, Cay, I dont think there are any single gay men here for me."  What Kurt doesnt say out loud is that theres only one single gay guy hes interested in.  "But, we can look for you."

"Deal."

~

"What about him?"  Cayden nods her head to a guy across the street looking at a display of fruit set up outside a store.

They sit outside a small coffee shop eating lunch and drinking iced teas after a few hours of shopping and walking around.  They, also, gratuitously look at all the men that pass them by.

"Married," Kurt says.

So far, Cayden hasnt had much luck.  Kurt, on the other hand, is just enjoying the view every once in a while.  He doesnt care to test drive any of these models.  The only model he wants to drive is back at the lake house probably playing some video game with Asher.

"How do you know?"

"Unless he likes wearing a wedding ring for no reason, Im going to say married."

"Damn!"  Cayden exclaims in frustration.  "I didnt see that.  This place is like Disneyland."

Kurt laughs in utter confusion at that.  "What?"

"You dont go to Disneyland to look for someone because most, if not all, the men there are married with kids," Cayden explains.

"Oh," Kurt replies, understanding.

"I want to get laid, Kurt.  I want to have hot sex with someone," Cayden groans as she drops her head to the tabletop.  "Is that too much to ask for?"

"No.  You just picked the wrong place to vacation."  Kurt laughs when Cayden groans out loud again.  "But you never know.  Disneyland could still turn out a guy for you."

"I wouldnt put any money on that."  Cayden lifts her head.  "Come on, Im tired of looking at men I cant have.  Lets go back home to our guys."

"Alright."  Kurt stands up and grabs his bags.

~

He sees him sitting at the end of the dock by himself.  With Asher passed out taking a nap in his room, and Cayden God knows where, Kurt goes outside and walks down the dock to Blaine.

"Hey there," he says as he takes a seat next to Blaine.

"Hey, Kurt."  Blaine beams at him.

"Wheres your mom?"  Kurt sways his legs in the cool water.

"Inside doing something.  Im not entirely sure."  Blaine shrugs his shoulders.

"Water is pretty today," Kurt says as he lifts a leg out of the water; watches as drops of water roll off and fall back into the lake.

"Have you been in yet?"  Blaine asks as he nods his head to the lake.

"No."  Kurt shakes his head.

"Come on."  Blaine nudges his shoulder as he stands up.

"What?"  Kurt looks up in time to see Blaine pull his shirt off his shoulders.  All coherent thoughts leave his head at the sight of Blaines toned body.  The only thing he can think of is licking every inch of Blaines tanned skin.

"You need to go in.  Lets go swimming," Blaine replies as he works open the shorts he wears.

"Oh!  I...I cant," Kurt stammers a little as he watches Blaine push his shorts off his hips.

"Why?"

"Im not wearing my swim trunks."  Kurt loudly gulps when Blaine steps out of his shorts.  Now standing there in just tight black boxer-briefs, hands on his hips, Kurt does his best not to look at Blaines crotch.  But he fails.  His eyes are drawn to the bulge; to the faint outline of Blaines dick.  Blaines dick that has Kurt biting his lower lip, and mouth watering.  God, does he want to taste.  To take all of Blaine into his mouth.

"Neither am I," Blaine says as he reaches down and grabs Kurts hand, pulling him up to stand.  And effectively pulling him from thoughts of sucking him off.  "Well swim in our underwear."

"Is that a smart idea?"  Even as the words leave his lips, Kurt lifts his arms to let Blaine pull his shirt off.

"Yes," Blaine answers as he drops Kurts shirt on the dock and reaches for the button of his shorts.

Its the first time in years that Kurt has let another guy undress him.  Its intimate and arousing all at once.  To have someone, a someone he likes a lot, undress him

Fingers slipping past the band of the shorts at his hips, Kurt bites back a gasp as Blaine pushes them off his hips.  Blaines fingers slowly drag down his thighs; letting up just above his hips.  The shorts pooling around Kurts ankles as he stands there staring into Blaines eyes, and breathing heavy.

"Th-Thanks," Kurt mumbles.

"No problem."  Blaine grins and takes a step back, not hiding the fact that hes looking at Kurts almost naked body.

Shy as Blaine stands in front of him intensely looking him over, Kurt almost wants to hide behind something.  Its been so long that hes let another man stare at his body.  So long since hes stood there vulnerable to someone elses gaze and scrutiny.

"What...What are you doing?"  Arms wrapping around himself when Blaine steps behind him, a blush starts to spread down Kurts chest.

"Im getting a good look at all of you," Blaine whispers into his ear.

Kurt drops his eyes closed and softly moans at the tickle of warmth breath over his ear.  At Blaine so close to him from behind.  "Do you like what you see?"  Kurt asks after Blaine hooks a finger into the band of his underwear and pulls them back to expose his ass.

He shouldnt allow it.  He should have stopped him.  But something about Blaine looking at him stirs arousal in Kurt.  Makes him feel gorgeous.  And desirable to the one person he wants more than anything.

"Definitely," Blaine responds with a smirk on his lips.

The band snaps against Kurts skin when Blaine lets it go.  The sound of a loud splash catches his attention.  He turns in time to see Blaine go underwater.

Carefully slipping into the water, Kurt screams when hes suddenly pulled all the way under.  Flailing around, arms wrapping around him still him.  Eyes opening to Blaine looking at him with a grin on his face, Kurt playfully shoves at his shoulders.

"Asshole," he mouths to Blaine.

Blaine just laughs.

Working his way out of Blaines hold, Kurt swims to the top.  Pulling in a deep breath of air after breaking the surface, he splashes at Blaine when he emerges next to him.  "That was mean."

"That was fun."

"Fun for you, maybe," Kurt says with a small chuckle as he swims over to the dock.  "Now, Ive had enough swimming for one day."  Kurt grabs ahold of the dock and pulls himself out of the water.

Lying back on the dock, the hot sun falling down on him, Kurt hears as Blaine pulls himself out of the water.  For a second, he imagines Blaine climbing over him and staring down at him.  Thinks about water drops falling down on him as Blaine holds himself above him.  Thinks about pulling Blaines wet body down on his.  But when Blaine lies down next to him, Kurt lets that fantasy go.  Like he should.  He shouldnt even be fantasizing in the first place.

"I have a joke for you."

"What is it?"  Kurt asks interested.

"A man asks his friend to stay at his house while hes gone for the week," Blaine starts off, voice already filled with amused laughter.  "So, the friend stays and takes care of the house.  When the guy calls to check up on things, the friend tells him that nothing much happened.  But he leaves the big news for last.  He goes, Sorry, dude, but your cat died.  And the guy gets all upset and heartbroken.  He tells his friend, Why couldnt you say he was just on the roof, or something?"

"This is a terrible joke," Kurt laughs.

"Trust me, it gets better.  Anyways, the guy calls back a few days later and checks up on things again.  The friend says everythings fine, and then adds at the end, By the way, your grandmas on the roof."

Kurt burst out laughing.  "Oh, my god," he says between bouts of laughter.  "Thats terrible.  I shouldnt be laughing."

"But you are," Blaine points out through his own laughter.

"My ex was terrible at telling jokes," Kurt says after the laughter starts to die on his lips.

"Was he?"  Blaine says, sounding like he doesnt care at all about Kurts ex.

"Yeah."  Kurt nods his head.  "He always screwed up the punchline.  God," Kurt huffs.  "He was forever ago."

"How long have you been single?"  Blaine asks.

"Ive been single for six years," Kurt answers as he turns his head to look at Blaine.  "I havent gotten laid in just as long."

"Youre lying," Blaine says stunned.

"Nope."  Kurt shakes his head.

"You havent had sex in six years?"  Blaine asks, still sounding shocked by Kurts admission.

Kurt nods his head.

"Whatd you do?  Break a mirror and get seven years bad luck?"  Blaine jokes with a small chuckle.

"No."  Kurt laughs.  "I had a kid who needed my attention."

"So," Blaine huffs.  "That doesnt mean youre sex life has to end."

"Well, mine unexpectedly did."

"We need to get you laid, Kurt Hummel."

"Okay.  Whatever you say," Kurt agrees in a joking way with a laugh.

As he looks at Blaine lying there beside him on the dock, eyes closed and head held slightly tilted back to welcome the sun rays that fall on him, Kurt cant help but to think how he wouldnt mind Blaine to be the one to sleep with him for the first time in six years.