"I feel like a defendant waiting to be questioned in court," Kurt says as he stands next to Blaine in front of the foggy bathroom mirror.

"Dont worry," Blaine tells him as he leans over and presses a kiss to Kurts neck in a comforting gesture.  "I have a feeling its all going to be good."

Kurt looks at Blaine and shakes his head as he laughs.  "I wish I had your optimism."

"Im choosing to be optimistic so I dont focus on the fact that my mom might kill us," Blaine replies with a chuckle.

"Geez, thanks.  Thats exactly what I needed to hear right now," Kurt says in a fake, cheery voice.  Ignoring Blaine as he laughs next to him, Kurt focuses on his reflection in the mirror and takes a deep, relaxing breath.  Eyes opened, Kurt zeroes in on the hickey adorning his skin.  "I really wish you hadnt given me a hickey here," Kurt worriedly says as he brushes his fingers over the bruised skin over his collarbone.

Although worried Cayden might see it and get even angrier, knowing it shouldnt be there, Kurt finds himself enjoying the dark spot on his skin.  The faintest of pleased smiles appears at the corner of his mouth.  Its the first time in forever that he has a hickey.  He cant remember the last time having one.  Years and years ago.

"But it was so much fun giving it to you," Blaine sensually whispers into Kurts ear.

A shiver runs along Kurts spine at Blaines words.  He does have to admit, it was fun.  And how Blaine went down on him afterwards made it even better.

"That doesnt make it better for me right now."  Kurt looks at the hickey one more time a huffs.  "Maybe a shirt will cover up most of it."

Towel wrapped around his hips, Kurt walks out of the bathroom.  In front of the closet rifling through his clothes, Kurt lets out a surprised yelp when his towel is ripped away.  "Blaine," he says in a barely angered tone of voice as he stands there naked, not phased at all.

A moment later, Kurt flutters his eyes closed when Blaines own naked body presses into him from behind.  Against the cleft of his ass, he can feel Blaines cock hard and nudging between his cheeks as Blaine minutely grinds his hips forward.

"B-Blaine," Kurt sighs, body responding to Blaines touch.  "We...We cant.  D-dont have t-time."  Kurt shudders as Blaine kisses along his shoulder and up his neck.

"Are you sure?"  Blaine nips at the back of Kurts neck as he slowly strokes his cock.

"Fuck!"  Kurt reaches up and grips the bar in the closet where the clothes hang.  Hips rocked back on Blaines cock, and forward into his fist, Kurt finds his resolve quickly crumbling.  Giving up, he turns to face Blaine and crashes their mouths together.  "You have to be quick.  Okay?"

Blaine just grins.

Ten minutes later finds Kurt lying on his back on the carpet with his legs over Blaines shoulders as he continuously thrusts his tongue into his ass.  Fifteen minutes after that finds him getting carpet burn on his knees as Blaine fucks him to a second orgasm.  Twenty minutes after that, still blissed out from his intense orgasms, Kurt scrambles to finish getting dressed.  On the bed on his stomach lays a gloriously naked Blaine as he grins at him.  Every so often, Kurt finds himself stealing a glance at Blaines ass.

"You made me late," Kurt says as he rushes to fix his hair as best as he can.  He doesnt even care if its not perfect.  As long as it doesnt say he got fucked thirty minutes ago is good.

"You enjoyed it."  Blaine turns onto his back.  His head hangs over the edge of the bed, a pleased smirk on his face.

Kurt just rolls his eyes and laughs, not surprised at all to see Blaine is ready and willing to go again.  His cock is hard and curves upward toward his belly.  As much as he would love to take Blaine into his mouth, Kurt focuses on the reason hes dressed and Blaine isnt.

"How the hell are you ready to go again?"  Kurt asks as he climbs on the bed and straddles Blaines hips.  He holds himself up over him, afraid of what he might do if he feels Blaine hard against his ass.

"I was looking at you," Blaine says as he looks at Kurt.

Kurt feels Blaine grab at his hips and try to bring him down onto him.  "Oh, no, mister," Kurt says as he decides its just best for him to climb off the bed.  "I have a talk with your mother that Im late for."

"But I want you."  Blaine sits up.

"You always want me."  Kurt sees Blaine nod his head in agreement at the statement, not even trying to deny it.  "Afterwards," he tells Blaine.  "You can do anything you want with me after my talk with your mom."

"Promise?"  Blaine gets a gleam to his eyes.

"Promise."  Kurt leans over and gives Blaine a kiss before walking out of the bedroom.

Out on the patio, he finds Cayden already waiting for him.  She sits in a deck chair with a far off look to her eyes.  Going up to her, Kurt sits in the chair beside her.  That seems to snap Cayden out of her thoughts.  She smiles at him.  "Sorry Im late," he apologizes as he sits back, returning her smile.  Kurt sees it as a good sign that shes smiling.  Maybe if she starts off their conversation happy, she wont be too upset when he tells her he cant end it with Blaine.  Anyways, thats his wishful thinking.

"Thats okay," Cayden says.

Ready to tell her the truth, Kurt sits forward to do just that.  But when he opens his mouth to speak, Asher walks up from behind him.  "Hey," he says when Asher catches his attention.  "You okay?"

Kurt looks back at Asher, notices a difference to him.  He seems less...tense.  Less stressed.  He looks more relaxed and happy.

"Yeah, dad."  Asher nods his head.  "Im great."

"Thats good."  Kurt notices Ashers gaze flick to Caydens a few times; corner of his mouth turning up in a small grin each time he does.  He thinks nothing of it.

"Im gonna go for a swim," Asher says before disappearing inside.

"Okay."  Kurt faces back to Cayden.  A deep breath taken, he gets ready to tell her the truth before they talk.  Might as well get it over with.  "Hate me all you want, Cay, but I didnt mean for it to happen.  I tried to stop it."  Of course, Kurt doesnt tell her how easily he gave up trying and gave into Blaine.  "I told Blaine we had to end it, and I...we, sort of, slept together, again.  Thats where hes been all night.  He was with me."  Kurt waits for the fallout; for the anger from Cayden.  It has to be coming.

"Oh, thank god!"  Cayden sighs with relief; looking like she just got told it was a mix up at the clinic and shes not actually dying.

That surprises Kurt.  He expected a barrage of things from Cayden: anger, hate, yelling and screaming among other things.  But nothing like that.

"What?"  Kurt looks at her confused as he sees an ease to her that shouldnt be there.  He just told her he slept with her son, again, and she looks happy.  He starts to wonder if shes drunk or something.

"Um..." Cayden mumbles as she stares down at her hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.  "I kind of slept with Asher, again."

"Oh," Kurt says, shocked.  It takes a few seconds, and then it dawns on him why Cayden isnt upset with him over being with Blaine.  She fucked up, too.  "Oh!"

That explains the look Asher has.  And why he kept looking at Cayden and smiled.

"Yeah."  Cayden laughs as she nods her head.  "Seems we have a problem," she jokes.

They surely do have a problem.  It seems staying away from the others son isnt as easy as they thought it was going to be.

"How about a drink?"  Kurt says.

"Yeah.  I could use one."

In his kitchen grabbing two bottles of cold water, Kurt sees Asher run out of the kitchen in just his swim trunks.  He sees him stop on the deck and talk to Cayden for a second, a huge grin spreading across his face.  He wonders what Cayden told him.  As he stands there, Kurt jumps a little when arms wrap around his waist.

"Hows the talk going?"  Blaine asks after softly kissing at Kurts neck.

"Its...interesting.  To say the least," Kurt replies.

"Why?  What happened?"

"Ill tell you later."  Kurt turns in Blaines arms and is hit with immediate arousal at finding him in swim trunks.  The sight of his toned stomach has him wanting to trace the lines of his abs with his tongue.  "You going swimming?"

"So, you noticed," Blaine jokes.  "Ash asked me as I was walking downstairs.  For someone who knows I was fucking his dad, he seems-" Blaine stops mid-sentence.

Kurt lifts his eyebrows and shrugs his shoulders as he recognizes as realization dawns on Blaines face.

"Really?"  Blaine asks surprised.

"Yeah."  Kurt nods his head.

Blaine laughs.  "Thats fucking relieving."

"How so?"

"I didnt want you stressed out over being with me last night.  And this morning," Blaine makes sure to add.

"Yeah, the rug burn on my knees thanks you for that," Kurt jokes.

"Ill make it up to you."  Blaine skims his fingers along Kurts side, sending a tremble through him.  "Have you two talked about what this means for all of us?  Are we together?  Is this over?"

Kurt hears Blaines voice slightly falter on the word over.  It makes him want to kiss him until he forgets about that possibility.  Because Kurt knows no matter what Cayden says, hes still going to be with Blaine.

"Im going to ask her about right now," Kurt tells Blaine.  "Remember, Blaine, no matter what, I still want to be with you."

"Even if its in secret?"

"Yes.  Even then."  Kurt leans in and captures Blaines mouth in a sweet, languid kiss.  Its the kind of kiss that makes his body tingle.  "I have to go before your mom starts a search party for me," Kurt says as he pulls away from the kiss.

"Alright," Blaine sighs.  "Ill go out first."

Kurt nods his head.  As he stands there trying to catch his breath after his kiss with Blaine, he hears as Cayden sees Blaine.  He laughs to himself when Cayden fusses over if Blaine is wearing sunblock.  He hears Blaine groan, obviously embarrassed as he says yes, making him quietly laugh.

Back out on the deck after Blaine walks away, Kurt takes his seat.  He sets a bottle of water down in front of Cayden, who takes it and takes a long drink.

"Lets go sit on the dock," she suggests.

"Okay," Kurt easily agrees.  Any way to stare at Blaine is good enough for him.

Walking to the end of the dock and sitting down, Cayden pulling her sundress off to reveal a very flattering black bikini on underneath; Kurt tries not to think about the reason she wears that as she grabs a towel from the bag she has and spreads it out on the dock.

Gently swaying his legs in the water below as he sits on the edge of the dock, Kurt watches the ripples on the water push out until they disappear, only to be replaced by new ripples.  Next to him, Cayden leans back on her hands.  Head tipped back to welcome the sun rays, Kurt can see how happy she is.  And he knows he must look the same.  Its been too long, if ever, that hes felt this extremely happy.  Knowing what is causing this happiness, although weird and strange, they both accept it.

"How do you want to do this?"  Kurt finally asks as he stops the movement of his legs.

Thats the million dollar question for him.  Either way Cayden answers, though, he wont stop seeing Blaine.

"Were with them," Cayden replies as she looks at him.  Kurt breathes a sigh of relief at her answer.  "We keep it between us.  No need for strange looks."

"Okay."  Kurt smiles at knowing he doesnt have to secretly keep seeing Blaine.

Looking out to Blaine swimming in the lake with Asher, Kurt feels a relief wash over him.  This isnt over between he and Blaine like he feared Cayden would force them to do.  They dont have to hide it from anybody.  There wont be secrets kept behind Cayden and Ashers back.  Its going to be easy in a fucked-up kind of way.  If by fucking his best friends son who is in turn fucking his son is easy.

"Also," Cayden says.  "I think we should agree that if one us breaks-up, the other should end it."

"Oh," Kurt says a bit surprised by Caydens request.  "Okay."  Its a strange...pact, he guesses to call it.  But hell agree to anything if it means he can be with Blaine.

"Promise?"  Cayden asks.

Kurt looks at Blaine as he tries to shove Asher under the water.  He smiles.  "Promise."

Several minutes later, Blaine swims up to him after Cayden lies back on her towel to sunbathe.  Arms on either side of him, Kurt looks down at Blaine as he looks up at him with a mixture of hope and fear in his eyes.

"What did you and my mom say?"  Blaine asks as he strokes his thumb over Kurts hip.

"We discussed what should happen with all of us."

"And?"

"We can still be together," Kurt tells him, seeing relief wash over Blaine.

"Thats great!"  Blaine excitedly exclaims.

Kurt lets out a soft sigh when Blaine pushes himself half-way out of the water and leans up and kisses him.  It should feel weird, or strange kissing Caydens son right in front of her, but it doesnt.  It feels normal.  Like if he was kissing any other guy hes been with.  But Kurt already knows Blaine isnt like any of the guys hes been with.  Hes different in all kinds of ways.  Mainly, Kurt is seeing a future with him he never saw with those exs he broke up with.

Letting out a small scream when Blaine shakes his head, sending water droplets flying, Kurt pushes him back into the water as he laughs. Blaine emerges from under the water, sputtering out water, and pushing his hair back from his face, and Kurt is surprised how that sight alone turns him on.  That quickly, he gets hard.  And if he wondered if Blaine knows, he gets his answer in the knowing smirk Blaine gives him.

"That was rude," Blaine says in a teasing tone, playfully glaring at Kurt.

"Im not sorry," Kurt replies with a smirk as he lifts his legs up to his chest to hide the bulge in his shorts.  Under Blaines intense stare, he flushes and wishes they were alone at the moment.

Eyes locked on Blaines, a growing need building between them with each passing second, Kurt watches as Blaine mouths bedroom to him and nods his head to the house.  Kurt nods his head yes.  A few seconds later, Blaine dives under the water, giving him a head start to leave.

"Im cooking dinner tonight."  Kurt stands up and looks down at Cayden as she shields her eyes from the sun with her hand as she gazes up at him. "Come over."

"We will."  She smiles and nods her head.  Somehow, Kurt knows shes referring to Asher and her.

Walking down the dock back to the house, feeling sweaty after sitting under the hot sun, Kurt heads straight for the bathroom once inside.  He takes a quick shower to get rid of the grossness he felt from being under the hot sun.  As he walks back into his room drying his hair, he grins when he finds Blaine stripping out of his swim trunks.

Dropping his towel, Kurt walks right up to Blaine and hungrily kisses him as he walks him back to the bed.  Pushing Blaine to fall back on the bed, Kurt straddles him and starts to kiss his way down his stomach.

"Is this the part where you do anything for me?"  Blaine asks.

Kurt lifts his head and stares down at Blaine.  "Yes," he replies as he reaches down and wraps his fingers around Blaines cock.  "Anything you want."  Kurt slowly strokes Blaine as he kisses at his chest, hearing him moan.

"I...I want you to fuck me," Blaine says.

Kurt stills his hand at hearing Blaines request.

Hes definitely thought about fucking Blaine.  Hell, with the kind of ass he has, its kind of hard not.  But he didnt ask him; didnt want to push him to do anything he wasnt ready to do.  He waited until Blaine was ready to ask him.  Now that he has, Kurt feels his body thrum with the need to be buried inside Blaine right now.

Kurt pushes up into his hands and knees and smiles down at Blaine.  "Are you sure?"

"Am I sure I want you to fuck me?"  Blaine chuckles.  "No, I just said it to get your hopes up."

"Okay, then."  Kurt stands up off the bed, figuring two can play this game.  "Im going to watch TV with my high hopes."  He laughs when a hand grabs his wrists and pulls him back to the bed, and onto Blaines lap.

Lips press to Kurts in a rough, claiming kiss.  Blaines tongue delves into his mouth massaging against his own tongue as he his hands grab at his ass.  A shudder runs through Kurt.  A small moan escapes his mouth when Blaine rocks his hips up into him; his cock rubbing against his ass.

Going when Blaine lays back on the bed, not breaking the kiss, Kurt comfortably straddles Blaines hips and lowers his down.  With a soft thrust of his hips down, Blaine tears his mouth away from his to moan.  As he starts to rock his hips down faster and harder, moaning at the glide of their cocks together, Kurt attaches his lips to Blaines neck.  Hands grab at his hips; fingers digging in deep to flesh.

"How do you want me to fuck you?"  Kurt murmurs against Blaines jaw.

In an instant, Kurt finds himself on his back after Blaine rolled them over.  Extremely turned on by how easy Blaine can manhandle him, he finds himself even more desperate to be inside Blaine.

Blaine grins down at him as he says, "I want to ride you."

"Hell yes!"  Kurt quietly exclaims.  Just the thought of Blaine bouncing up and down on his dick is arousing.

Climbing to sit up against the headboard as Blaine reaches over to the nightstand to grab the condom and lube, Kurt cant help but to stare at Blaines ass.  The thought of getting to fuck him makes his cock twitch in anticipation.

"Is it okay to say Ive thought about riding you a dozen times a day since I first saw you?"  Blaine says as he squeezes lube onto Kurts fingers.

"Thats totally okay."  Kurt reaches around Blaine after he comfortably settles in his lap.  "If I can I say this wont last long?"

"Ditto," Blaine replies.

Kurt savors the moan that falls from Blaines lips as he pushes in with the first finger.  Blaine is tight around his finger.  He cant even think about being buried deep inside him.

He wants to take his time stretching Blaine; wants to savor every little moment.  But, Kurt is too desperate. Hes too hungry to be inside him.  So, he stretches him quickly.  Works him open with one finger, then pushing in with two.  For a few moments, he pleases Blaine with the two fingers; sees him rolling his hips down on them.  When Blaine gets whiny and desperate, Kurt pushes in with three. With three fingers buried in Blaines delicious ass, stretching him open, Kurt cant hold back any longer.  He needs to be inside Blaine.

"Condom," he says as he pulls his fingers away.

Kurt stares as Blaine grabs the condom with slightly shaky hands and rips open the foil packet with his teeth.  To say hes just as desperate as him for this is an understatement.  He keeps his eyes locked on Blaines lust blown ones as he rolls the condom down his aching cock.  Stroking himself to spread the remaining lube on his hand around himself, he sees the fire grow in Blaines eyes as he watches him.  Kurt laughs when Blaine knocks his hand away and positions himself over his cock.  "Desperate much," he teases Blaine.

"Im not even embarrassed to say yes," Blaine lowers his ass.

Kurt groans when the head of his cock nudges at Blaines entrance.  About to grab the base of his cock, Kurt sees Blaine reach down and do it himself.  With Blaines fingers around him, and the fingers of his other hand gripping his shoulder, Kurt moans when Blaine pushes down until the head of his cock is in his ass.

Blaine moans as well as he lets go of Kurt and grips his other shoulder, gently rocking his hips down.

As Blaine sinks down around him, Kurt groans when Blaines ass comes to rest against his hips.  The heat and tightness that surrounds his cock makes it hard for him to keep from flipping Blaine onto his back and fucking him until he comes.  Kurt thinks about it for a second.  He thinks about pushing Blaine onto his back and lifting his legs over his shoulder, raising his ass up and repeatedly sinking into him until he couldnt hold back anymore and comes.  Its a nice thought.  A tempting one, too.  But Blaine riding him fast and hard sounds much more appealing at the moment.

"God," Kurt groans as he drags his fingers down Blaines chest, skimming along his cock.  The corner of his mouth turns up into a small grin when Blaine trembles above him at the touch.  "Six years is a long time to go without this."

"Then let me show you what youve been missing."  Blaine smirks; leans in and kisses Kurt.

Its with those words that Kurt feels Blaine raises his hips and then slam them back down, rocking them forward.  Kurt loudly moans.  "Fuck!" he exclaims.

"Fuck is right," Blaine teases with a grin as he grinds his ass down against Kurts hips.

After Blaine does that, Kurt gets needy when he doesnt move again.  He keeps his hips against his ass, teasing him with minute rolls of his hips.  Kurt feels his cock twitch inside Blaine each time he does this.  He knows Blaine must feel it, too, because he softly moans every time.  As great as it is to be buried in Blaines ass, Kurt wants to fuck him. He wants to move.

"You want to fuck me, Kurt?"  Blaine asks like he doesnt know the answer to that as he grinds his ass down again.

"No, my cocks in your ass because Im bored," Kurt sarcastically replies.

"Sarcasm wont get you anywhere, Kurt," Blaine responds with a smirk as he reaches down and wraps a hand around his cock.  "Maybe I should jerk off until I come.  Make you wait until Im ready, again."

Kurt tries to open his mouth to respond, but he finds the words dying on his tongue as he watches Blaine start to stroke himself.  The sight is sexy as fuck, and only proves to turn Kurt on further.  He does find Blaine does manage to distract him from wanting to fuck him.  But the urge is still there to thrust up into his ass.  Kurt ignores it in favor of continuing to watch Blaine please himself for him.

"Kurt," Blaine whines, tossing his head back as he strokes up and thumbs at the leaking head of his cock.

Kurt groans at how needy Blaines voice sounded saying his name.  "Dont stop," he tells Blaine with a deep voice filled with need as he keeps his eyes on Blaines hand.

When Blaine comes, spilling over his fist, and onto both their stomachs, Kurt moans as his ass clenches around his cock.  With Blaine lax above him from his orgasm, head resting on his shoulder, and no longer able to hold back, Kurt winds his arms around Blaines waist and crushes him to his chest.  Holding him tightly, he starts to fuck up into him.  Theres no kind of rhythm; no kind of finesse to what he does.  All Kurt can think about is the orgasm his body so desperately seeks.

"Fuck me, Kurt," Blaine pants into his ear as he starts to thrusts his hips down.

When he looks down, Kurt isnt the least bit surprised to see Blaines cock already half-hard again.  Kurt has to admit, there are definitely many perks to sleeping with a nineteen year old who has the stamina to wear anybody out.

It doesnt take long for Kurt to feel the heat start to coil in his belly.  Close to coming, he takes Blaines mouth in a kiss thats all tongue and teach as he reaches down and takes him in hand.

"Oh, god, Kurt," Blaine moans above him as he kisses along his neck.  "Youre amazing."

Kurt smiles against Blaines salty, sweaty skin.

Continuing to fuck Blaine, feeling his cock hard in his hand, Kurt digs his fingers into Blaines flesh and pushes.  He pushes his hips up.  He pushes his body to the edge he wants to fall over.  He pushes his cock deep into Blaines ass.  He pushes until he snaps.

Kurt presses his face into the curve of Blaines neck as he slams his hips up one last time and comes.  As he comes, he feels Blaine spill over his fist.  Together, they experience pleasure as it washes over them; leaves them motionless for a few minutes.

"Oh, god!"  Blaine breathlessly exclaims as he finally lifts himself off Kurt and collapses on the bed next to him.  "That was fucking fantastic!"

"You could definitely say that again." Kurt chuckles as he pulls the condom off and ties it, tossing it in the trash.

"You know," Blaine says as he sits up and climbs back into Kurts lap, "sex with my ex was good.  It was pleasurable."  Kurt gives Blaine a look that says get to the point, and fast.  Blaine just laughs.  "But its different with you.  Its so much more than it ever was with him.  With you, its not just over the top phenomenal," Blaine rests his forehead to Kurts and closes his eyes, "it feels like Im connecting with you on this level Ive never experienced with anybody else."

Eyes falling shut, and fighting back tears, Kurt pulls Blaine closer to him and holds him.  "I know what you mean," he whispers to him.  And he does.  He gets what Blaine said.  The feeling he has when hes intimately connected to Blaine is something hes never felt before.  Its like feeling whole after walking around his whole life missing a piece of himself.

"Kurt?"  Blaine says as he pulls back and stares into Kurts eyes.

"Yeah?"  Kurt replies as he runs his fingers down Blaines spine.

"Im so happy I get to stay with you."

"Me too," Kurt responds.  For a moment, he wonders if he should tell Blaine about the rule Cayden had when it came to being with him.  He knows Blaine needs to know.

"Blaine?"  Kurt softly says to get his attention.

"Yeah?"  Blaine looks at him with hazel eyes filled with happiness.

"Theres something we agreed to.  Me and Cayden."

"What?"

"If either of us is to breakup, the other couple has to end it."  Kurt sees the confused look Blaine gives him.

"Why?"  Blaine asks.

"Because it starts and ends with all of us," Kurt answers.

"I dont know, Kurt," Blaine says as he starts to back away.  "I cant have my happiness with you be dependent on two other people staying together."

"Their happiness is just as dependent on us, Blaine," Kurt points out as he grabs Blaines hand and pulls him back.

"No, Kurt," Blaine says as he shakes his head.  "They dont have to worry."

"Why?"  Kurt already knows the answer, but he still wants to hear Blaine say it.

"Because," Blaine smiles as he presses close to Kurt, "I have no plans to breakup with you.  This feels too real to just be a summer fling."

That catches Kurts interest.  "Summer fling?" he repeats with an air of surprise and anger to his voice.  "Is that what Im supposed to be to you?  Someone to fuck for a few weeks to occupy your time?"  Where he hoped Blaine would deny it, he sees the truth in his eyes.

Before he can move away from Blaine, mad at him, Kurt finds himself being held down against the mattress as Blaine stares down at him with something akin to regret in his eyes.  Kurt turns his head, not wanting to look at him.  He doesnt want to see the pity Blaine has.

"Kurt?"  Blaine softly says.

"What?"  Kurt snaps back, fighting back the angry tears in his eyes from falling.

"Look at me."

Kurt ignores him.  He keeps his eyes on an uninteresting scratch in the nightstand.

"Fine," Blaine huffs.  "If you wont look at me, then listen."

Kurt closes his eyes and tries to ignore the ache he feels in his chest.  Hes so stupid.  To think Blaine saw him as nothing more than someone to fuck for a summer.  And he so easily fell for it; fell for his charm.  It hurts so much to think how he was just something for Blaine to use; to have fun with.

"Will I admit that I wanted to just fuck you the first time I met you?  Yes.  Youre so fucking gorgeous, Kurt.  I wanted you, and I wanted you bad."  Kurt feels a tear roll over the bridge of his nose.  "Then things changed.  That trip to the store started to change things for me.  I no longer saw you as a summer conquest to pass the time.  I saw you as someone I could actually be with.  I was so hurt and broken after what my ex did, that I didnt want to let anyone in and make myself vulnerable like that again.  But you, Kurt," Blaine softly sighs, "you found a way in.  And as scary and crazy as it was to let you in, Im happy I did.  Yes, you started off as just supposing to be a summer fling.  But its become so much more, Kurt.  I want so much more beyond these short months with you."

Those words have Kurt pulling in a deep breath.  Opening his eyes, he turns to look up at Blaine, who looks so apologetic and worried.  His heart races at Blaines confession.  The ache he felt a minute ago is replaced by a flooding of warmth through him.

"Is...Is it true?" he says in quiet voice.

"Is what true?"  Blaine asks.

"That you want more than these months together?"

"God, yes, Kurt!"  Blaine exclaims.

A small smile appears on Kurts lips.  "Good," he says, sounding satisfied.  He softly moans into the tentative kiss Blaine gives him.

"Im so sorry, Kurt," Blaine apologizes against his lips.  "I never meant to hurt you."

"Im going to need a better apology than that," Kurt says with a smirk as he pushes at Blaines shoulders.  He sees it instantly click for Blaine.  A smile spreading across his face.

"I can do that," Blaine replies as he kisses his way down Kurts chest.

Legs falling open to accompany Blaines head between them, Kurt moans as he licks a slow stripe up the underside of his cock.  Instead of sinking his mouth down around him, Blaine surprises him by kissing lower.  Kurt hooks a leg over Blaines shoulder, arching his back off the bed and whines as Blaine slowly traces his entrance with his tongue.

In way of apologies, Kurt has to admit this beats any other way hes ever known.

"We should start making dinner," Kurt says as Blaine nuzzles his lower belly hours later.

Completely sated and satisfied, body lax and loose, pleasure still swimming through his veins, Kurt runs his fingers through Blaines curls.  They need to get out of bed and get to work on the dinner he promised Cayden and Asher.  Staying in bed and continuing to have sex, although appealing, is not possible at the moment.

"Id rather have you instead."  Blaine kisses the tip of Kurts cock.

Kurt arches his back and moans as Blaine flicks his tongue over the head, licking at the bead of pre-come gathered at the tip.  His traitorous body ignores his attempts at not trying to let it affect him by instantly getting turned on.  Kurt feels his cock twitch, and slowly get hard again.

"Bl-...Blaine," Kurt deeply sighs.  "We...We cant.  Dont ha-Fuck!"  Crying out as Blaine slowly sinks his mouth down around him, Kurt easily forgets about dinner, and focuses on Blaines hot, silky mouth around his cock.

Ten minutes later, unsure if he will be able to move ever again, Kurt groans as Blaine kisses along his neck.  Against his hip, he feels Blaines hard cock rub against him.

"Im leaving before you wrangle me into more sex."  Kurt pushes Blaine away until he flops back on the bed.  "My body already hates me."  That much is true.  There is a soreness and ache that encompasses every inch of Kurts body.  But he doesnt regret how he got here.  Not in the least.

"Where you going?"  Blaine asks.

"Im going to take a quick shower."  Kurt climbs out of bed and walks to the bathroom on wobbly legs.  Behind him, he hears Blaine delightedly chuckle.  "And dont you dare follow me," he says over to his shoulder to a Blaine already getting out of bed to follow him.

"Why?  We could have fun!"  Blaine playfully calls to him.

Kurt laughs as he turns on the bathroom light, and goes to warm up the water for the shower.  "We already had fun!" he yells back.  "That ended with us in bed for the next several hours!"

"I didnt hear you complaining!"

Kurt leans over to look at Blaine in the bedroom.  He finds him lying on his back with his head hanging over the edge with his eyes closed.  Uncovered and body glistening with beads of sweat, Kurt contemplates just skipping the shower and dinner and letting Blaine "have him instead" as he told him.

As he thinks that, Kurt has to wonder where this insatiable need for Blaine has come from.  He was never this way with anybody else he was with.  There was never a constant need to be fucked again right after coming.  Theres never been the giddiness he feels each time knowing hes going to be with Blaine. This is something new to him.  This is fun and exciting.

"Thats because there was nothing to complain about," he tells Blaine in reply as he walks to the shower.

"I think I got that when you were screaming for me to fuck you harder!"

Smiling and shaking his head, Kurt closes the shower glass door and stands under the spray of hot water. Blaine is going to make him crazy in the best way possible.

~

"You know, you could actually help me make dinner instead of eating it," Kurt suggests as he mixes in the melting butter into the mashed potatoes an hour later.

"I dont do cooking.  PopTarts and Ramen Noodle Soup are what got me through my first year of college," Blaine tells him with a smile.  "Those are the only thing I can cook without fucking it up."

"Im going to teach you how to cook," Kurt says as he turns off one of the burners of the stove.

"Trust me, you dont want to."  Blaine laughs.  "My mom tried, and she almost disowned me as her kid."

"Youre such a liar," Kurt says with a small chuckle.

"No, she didnt," Blaine says with a smile.  "But she did get really frustrated and angry.  That was the first and last time she tried to teach me to cook.  Im a hopeless cause that sticks to takeout and Ramen and PopTarts."

Grabbing a bowl for the mashed potatoes, Kurt sets it on the counter.  "I taught Asher," he says as he dumps the potatoes in the bowl.

"Ash can cook?"  Blaine says surprised.

"Yeah."  Kurt nods his head.  "Pretty much since the day he could eat solid foods, Ive cooked his meals.  And as he got older he would stand by my side and watch.  I would explain to him everything I did.  He picked it up fairly easy."

"I might take you up on your cooking class," Blaine says.

"Really?"

"Yup."  Blaine hops off the counter and pulls Kurt close to him after he sets the bowl of mashed potatoes on the table.  Kurt moans when Blaine kisses him, grabbing and massaging his ass.  "You think I have a chance to get lucky with the teacher?"

As Kurt giggles, he finds himself being lifted up to sit on the edge of the table.  The fact that Blaine is strong enough to do that turns him on.  Blaine stands between his parted thighs; arms draped over his shoulders, Kurt lazily makes out with him.  "I dont know," he mumbles against Blaines lips.  "Depends on how well you perform in the kitchen."

"Mmm, Mr. Hummel," Blaine sensually hums into Kurts ear, sending a shiver down his spine.  Its the first time in over a month that Kurts been called Mr.  Hummel.  And he is surprised by how turned on he gets when the title comes from Blaines mouth.  He files that little tidbit away for another time.  "If I remember correctly, I can perform extremely well in the kitchen."

Kurts mind goes to Blaine fucking him over the kitchen island.  Arousal pools in his belly at the memory.  "Oh," he sighs.  "I remember."

"Does that mean Ill find myself fucking the teacher after class?"  Blaine pushes his hips forward to emphasize his point.  Not like Kurt needs it.

Head tipped back, legs falling open even wider, and moaning, Kurt is close to giving in.  Hes close to letting Blaine have his wicked way with him right here.  But he has to remind himself that they wont be alone for long.

"Un-uh, mister," Kurt says as he forces himself to push Blaine away.  "Were not having sex on the table where were about to eat."

"Are you sure?  Theres a position up my sleeve that involves a tabletop."  Blaine evilly grins.

Kurt trembles as Blaines fingers skim along the exposed skin of his lower stomach.  As much as he would love to have sex with Blaine right now, he knows they dont have time.  Plus, it is kind of rude to fuck where theyre about to have dinner with Asher and Cayden.

"As very tempting as that sounds," Kurt says as he stands up off the tabletop.  "Which it is.  We cant."  Right then, he hears Cayden announce her and Asher are here.  "See," Kurt raises an eyebrow at Blaine as he fixes his skewed clothes, "they would have caught us."

"So?"  Blaine shrugs his shoulders as if doesnt matter.

"Look at it this way: do you want to catch Asher with your mom?"  Kurt asks as he uncorks a bottle of wine.

"Ew!"  Blaine groans in disgust.  Kurt knows hes thinking about that happening now.  He does his best to keep that picture out of his head.  "God, no!"

"See," Kurt tells him.  "So, I think we should spare them the image."

"Yeah," Blaine says as he nods his head.  "Definitely."

As he laughs, Kurt smiles at Cayden and Asher as they walk up to the table.  "Hey, guys," he greets them.  He pulls Asher into a tight hug, realizing how much hes missed him these past couple of days.

Hes been in a world of Blaine and sex and orgasms.  Deliciously amazing orgasms.  Kurt thinks he probably shouldnt be thinking about that right this moment as he hugs his son.  He holds onto Asher for a few more moments before pulling back.  "Are you doing okay?" he asks as he holds Ashers face, looking him over to make sure hes healthy and fine.

"Im good, dad," Asher replies as he embarrassedly shoves Kurts hands away.  "No need to exam me."

Kurt laughs at the fact that hes embarrassing Asher in front of Cayden.  When he looks over to her, he sees shes doing the same with Blaine as she tries to fix his hair and shirt.

"Mom!"  Kurt hears Blaine say in a hushed, embarrassed tone as he steps away from her.  "Stop!  I look fine."

"Fine.  Whatever."  Cayden puts her hands up as if to say she gives up.

Kurt walks up to Cayden when Blaine walks away from her.  "Seems were embarrassing them in front you and me," he chuckles.

"What do they expect?  Theyre our boys.  Well always do that," Cayden replies.

"True," Kurt agrees.  He watches as Blaine and Asher take a seat at the table and start to serve themselves.  "Boys," Kurt chuckles.  "Bottomless pits for food.  I think thats our cue to eat before its all gone."

Taking a seat next Blaine, surprised when he sets down the plate he prepared for him, Kurt doesnt even think about it as he leans over and kisses Blaine.  "Thanks," he mumbles against Blaines lips.  As he pulls back, wiping his thumb along Blaines lower lip, Kurt catches a glimpse of Asher and Cayden across from them.  They have a bit of a stunned look to their faces.  Its then that he realizes its the first time hes ever shown any kind of intimacy with Blaine in front of them.

"Sorry," Kurt embarrassedly mumbles as he sits back in his chair.

"Its okay," Cayden says as she waves off Kurts apology.  "Its just going to take some getting used to."

"You can say that again," Asher annoyingly murmurs under his breath.

Kurt ignores Ashers comment.  Instead, he focuses on being happy as he sits next to Blaine and eats dinner.

"Hey, Cay, guess whos going to teach your son to cook?"  Kurt says with a grin and a lift of his eyebrow.

"Well, good luck with that," Cayden laughs.  "I consider him a hopeless cause."

"I taught Ash.  Im sure I could teach Blaine."  Kurt reaches over and runs his fingers through Blaines curls and down his neck.  He feels the shiver that runs through Blaine.  By the fiery look in Blaines eyes when he looks at him, Kurt knows what Blaine is thinking about, because hes thinking the same thing.  As he sits there, Kurt hopes this dinner is over soon.  "I can teach him," he says as he keeps his gaze on Blaine.

"I dont think sex is cooking," Asher comments.

"Asher!"  Kurt exclaims, pissed at his sons rude and unnecessary comment.

"Im going to get some ice cream."  Asher pushes his chair back, the legs scrapping loudly against the floor.

Kurt catches the roll of Ashers eyes as he passes by him.  Deep sigh of breath released, Kurt forces a smile as he stands up.  "Ill talk to him."  Before he walks away, Blaine grabs his hand and pulls him down for a sweet kiss.

"Dont worry," Blaine whispers against Kurts lips.

"I wont."  Kurt pulls away and smiles down at Blaine.  "Ill be back in a moment."  Right before he leaves, Kurt sees the apologetic look she gives him, as if apologizing for Ashers attitude.

"Asher!"  Kurt finds Asher in the kitchen.  "What the hell was that?!"

"Nothing."  Asher pulls the pint of strawberry ice cream from the freezer.

"Do you have a problem with me being with Blaine?"  Kurt asks, crossing his arms over his chest.  His stance gives off the vibe of him being angry.  "Because if you do, tell me."

"Its nothing, dad," Asher says with an underlying hint of annoyance and judgement to his voice.  He abandons the carton of ice cream on the counter and starts to walk away.  "Im perfectly happy for you, dad," Asher says with fake happiness to his voice as he passes Kurt.

Alone in the kitchen after Asher leaves, Kurt connects his fingers at the back of his neck and drops his head back.  He lets out a long, deep breath as he closes his eyes.  This is the last thing he wants to deal with when everything else is so great.  He gets Asher might be having a hard time dealing with him being with someone so young, and that its Blaine.  But he needs Asher to understand that hes happy; that for the first time in years hes happier than he can ever remember being.

Arms wrapping around his waist have Kurt relaxing.  Blaine hooks his chin over his shoulder; placing at kiss on his neck.  "You okay?"  Blaine asks.

"Other than the fact that my son doesnt like us together.  Im great!"  Kurt looks at Blaine and puts on a fake grin.

"Im sorry," Blaine tells him.

"Dont apologize for him, Blaine."  Kurt turns in Blaines arms.  Staring into hazel eyes that fill him with a warmth as they stare at him, Kurt leans forward and captures Blaines mouth in a sweet, tender kiss.  Its the kind of kiss that starts a small fire of arousal under Kurts skin.  The flames fanned as Blaine sweeps his tongue into his mouth and massages it against his.  Its the kind of kiss that has Kurt wanting to drag Blaine to the bedroom for the rest of the night.

So caught up in the hot kiss, Kurt is slightly embarrassed when someone clears their throat to announce their presence.  Cheeks flaming, he finds Cayden standing there with a hint of embarrassment to her eyes as she stares at Blaine and he.  "Hey, Cay," he giggles as he licks his lips.

"Um...Me and Ash are heading back.  Wanted to tell you, and say goodnight," Cayden says.

"Goodnight, Cay," Kurt says at the same time as Blaine says goodnight.

"Thanks for dinner, Kurt."

"No problem."

After they leave, Kurt cleans the dishes.  But hes distracted by Blaine standing behind him as he tries to work open his jeans.

"Blaine," Kurt chuckles as he places a clean plate in the rack to dry.  "What are doing?"

"Having my dessert," Blaine replies as he pushes Kurts jeans off his hips.

"And I would be correct in assuming that dessert is me?"  Kurt ignores the other dirty dishes in the sink and faces Blaine.  With his jeans around his ankles, and an obvious bulge in his underwear, he grins as Blaine slowly drags his fingers down his stomach and over the bulge.

"Almost correct," Blaine replies.

Kurt shudders as Blaine gently palms him over his underwear.  He clutches the edge of the counter behind him.  "A-almost?" he stammers out, pushing his hips forward into Blaines hand.

"Yes, almost," Blaine repeats.  "Theres another part to this dessert besides you."

"What would that be?"  Kurt groans when Blaine pulls his hand away from him.  But the desire he feels is replaced a little by surprise when he sees Blaine reach for the ice cream that never got put away.  It instantly clicks for Kurt what Blaine is planning.  "No," he says as he shakes his head.

"Yes," Blaine replies as he lifts the lid off the carton.  Kurt see how melted the ice cream has gotten from sitting out.

"Blaine, that...thats going to be messy."

"But itll be so much fun getting clean," Blaine growls into Kurts ear as he steps close to him, placing the carton on the counter behind him.

As his shirt is lifted over his head, Kurt forgets about how messy this will get when Blaine starts to kiss down his chest.  Fingers burying in soft curls, head tipped back, he faintly moans when Blaine nuzzles his nose against his lower belly.  Kicking off his shoes and stepping out of his jeans, Kurt stares into Blaines eyes dark with lust when he stands back up.  Leaning in and kissing him, eyes fixed on Blaines as he does; he works to get Blaines jeans off.

"When do we get to the ice cream part?"  Kurt asks as he pushes Blaines pants off his hips.

Blaine grins.  "Youre excited by the idea now, arent you?"

Kurt has to admit, it does seem sexy.  If the images his mind is creating is anything to go by.  "I was never against it," he clears up.  "Just said it would be messy."

"So, if I do this," Kurt stands still as Blaine grabs a spoon and dips it into the carton to gather a spoonful of ice cream; pouring the cold liquid down over his neck and collarbone right before leaning in and slowly following the path of the melted ice cream with his tongue, "you wouldnt mind?"

A groan is Kurts only reply.  Its not supposed to be sexy, but, somehow, Blaine makes it just that.  "M-more," he manages to get out with a shaky voice.

"My pleasure," Blaine says as he dips the spoon into the ice cream again.

Two hours later as he lies on the kitchen floor, carton empty, naked, sticky and covered in sweat and cum, and smelling like strawberry ice cream, Kurt cant stop the laughter that bubbles up inside him.  It spills out of him with joy.  Next to him, in the same state as him, Blaine laughs along with him.

"Im never looking at strawberry ice cream the same way again," Kurt says as he turns his head to look at Blaine.

"Yeah," Blaine breathlessly pants as he nods his head.  "Now youll always think of me."

"Not a bad image to have: you licking away melting ice cream off my body.  Very fucking sexy."  Kurt arches an eyebrow and grins.

Blaine laughs.  "I aim to please."

"And you pleased me very well."  Kurt turns to lie on his side, propping his elbow up on the floor, and resting his head in his hand.  "In fact," he says as he reaches out and drags his finger down Blaines stomach.  "I think I should be pleased, again.  You know, to make sure the first time wasnt a glitch."

"Is that so?"  A spark lights Blaines eyes as he stares at Kurt.

"Yes.  But no food this time," Kurt adds.  "Im already sticky enough as it is."

Blaine leans over and captures Kurts mouth in a hungry, desperate kiss, rolling him onto his back.  Kurt moans as he feels him already hard against his hip.  "You know what this means?"  Blaine growls.

"No.  What does it mean?"  Kurt sighs as Blaine kisses along his neck and skims his finger high up his inner thigh.  His cock twitches in interest as Blaine slowly ghosts his fingers along it.

A pleased grin spreads across Blaines face.  "Shower sex," he replies.

Kurt arches an eyebrow.  Shower sex sounds amazing.  "Shower sex?" he repeats with excitement his voice, not even trying to fight his smile.  "If I didnt know better, I would think this was your evil plan all along:  get me naked and in the shower so you could fuck me."

"Ah.  It seems youve caught me," Blaine replies as he covers one of Kurts nipples with his mouth.  Kurt softly moans as he closes his eyes, arching up into the touch.  Blaine sucks at the nipple; tracing it with his tongue.  After a few moments, Blaine lifts his mouth off Kurt and stares down into his heated gaze.  "What are you going to do now that youve figured out my evil plan?"  Blaine asks as he finally wraps his fingers around Kurts cock after teasing him with light touches.

Kurt pants and moans as he keeps his eyes on Blaines as he pushes up into his fist as he slowly strokes him.

"I think I can figure something out," Kurt whimpers.  He grabs behind Blaines head and brings him down for a claiming kiss.  Its all tongue and teeth, and filled with need.  "So," he mumbles against Blaines slightly swollen lips that taste like strawberry.  It makes Kurt smile as he thinks about how Blaines lips came to taste that way.  "How about that shower?"