Kurt walked into the stable with Blaine, both dressed for horseback riding. Sheila was there, grooming her horse.

“Hi guys!” she greeted them. “Up for riding today, Kurt?”

“Yes!”

“Have fun, Beau,” Blaine urged, kissing Kurt as he put his helmet on, tucking his chestnut strands under the helmet. “Ill be at the other end of the field with the guys. Be careful, okay?” He buckled the chin strap and kissed Kurt again, getting a big smile from his boyfriend. Blaine left Kurt reluctantly, walking to his own horses stall to saddle him for practice.

“Can I ride Sunny today?” asked Kurt as Sheila came over to put an arm around her friends waist. He was anxious to show off to Blaine and the other players how much he had learned from Sheila.

“Sure. I was going to ride Lady. Maybe we can sneak up on the boys and you can show Blaine and Trent how well you ride now? They havent seen you on Sunny, have they?”

“No,” Kurt grinned, thinking of what Blaines face would look like when he saw Kurt on Sunny. “Okay, lets go,” Sheila encouraged. She was anxious to show off her protégé to her brother and his friends.

Sheila and Kurt rode out of the barn, the grin on Kurts face stretching from ear to ear. He kicked the horse into a trot and then quickly to a lope. It was hard for him to balance at a trot. Sheila had spent so many hours working with Kurt on his balance and he had surpassed all of her expectations.

“Hey, Hummel!!” Jeff shouted, spotting him coming across the field. All eyes were on him and Blaine rode over to meet him.

“Hey, Hotshot! Look at you, all riding so fancy. I knew you and Sheila were up to something,” Blaine grinned. He loved seeing Kurt so happy, especially after the past few weeks with everything that went on with the cancer scare.

“Yeah, Sheila and Katie have been mentoring me. What do you think? Could I try out for the polo team?” Kurt asked as the boys gathered around him.

“Sure, I dont see why not,” David said.

“Try-outs are in the fall, so if you practice all summer with us....” Wes said, looking to Thad to see if he agreed.

“We can get you in shape by then,” Thad offered, bringing his mount to a quick halt in front of Kurt, its hooves spraying gravel all over anyone close to them.

“You look cute in that helmet,” Nicky laughed, imagining Kurt scrambling to fix his hair at the end of a ride.

“You look great on that horse,” Blaine said softly, his eyes twinkling as he rode his horse closer. He was a little concerned, but he remembered the talk with Burt about Kurt learning to do new things and not holding him back. “Care to show us your stuff, Hotshot?”

Kurt blushed. When he imagined showing off his new horse skills to Blaine, the entire polo team in attendance wasnt in the picture. He was proud of what hed learned in the past weeks, but he knew it was nothing compared with what the rest of the team could do.

“Im just a beginner, Bee. I have only just learned to stay on the horse, I dont exactly have much showing off to do,” he said quietly.

“Im sorry. I realize that – I was just excited for you, Beau. Okay, lets see how you turn corners on Sunny,” he urged. The thought of being able to play polo, his favorite sport, with his boyfriend was strangely heartwarming and exciting at the same time.

The next hour was spent in practice, the boys introducing Kurt to the equipment – Sheila hadnt gotten around to showing him how to hit the ball with the mallet yet. She was just concentrating on having him stay on the horse.

By the end of the practice session, Kurt had been able to strike the ball, pass it to a teammate, and ride fairly close to Blaine. Riding shoulder to shoulder was very important to playing polo and not every horse could learn to do it well.

“Wow, that was so much fun!” crowed Kurt, still grinning as he rode towards the barn.

“Even when you fell on your butt?” asked Nick, gently teasing him. Sunny had taken a corner too sharply for Kurt to hold on with his thighs and he went sailing over the side of the saddle. He wasnt hurt badly, but Blaine knew he would be showing bruises from his adventure in the morning.

“Yeah, even then. To be fair, Jeff and David both fell off their horses, too,” Kurt defended himself, still with a smile on his face. “I think Sheila could beat you all.”

“What? No way!” Trent shouted. He knew it was true, but it wouldnt look good if he agreed out loud to that. Kurt just snickered and he saw the bright smile on Sheilas face. He winked at her.

Blaine and Kurt had plotted a way to distract Jeff so he wouldnt go with Nick and Trent for their first practice on the Warbler duet. Trent deserved to be alone with the boy he was crushing on, and Blaine agreed with Kurt when he said so. Back at the barn, Blaine winked at Kurt to follow along with the plan as they brought the horses in the door.

“Hey, Jeff. Were you still wanting to go with Kurt and I to get some mushrooms? We can just ride the horses over to Drucillas Pond to see if theres any more. Thats where we found them before.”

“Oh...I was going to help Nick and Trent,” he said, looking sad.

“Well be fine, Jeff. Go ahead with Kurt and Blaine. You can come next time. I think were just going to go over the words and basic tune today. No problem – go have fun,” Trent encouraged.

“Well, if you think its okay?” Jeff said, hoping.

“Sure, Jeff. Ill see you back in the dorm later. Have fun,” Nick added.

“I guess Im all yours,” Jeff said, walking his horse over to Blaine.

“Sheila, can I ride Sunny over to the pond?” Kurt asked.

“Sure. Just walk though. No galloping, shes had a real workout on the field today,” Sheila agreed.

“Thank you,” Kurt said.

The three boys got back on their horses and walked them to Drucillas Pond.

“We can tie the horses to the picnic table. I dont want to be gone more than half an hour, so they should be fine,” Blaine said.

Jeff dismounted and went over to help Kurt. It was easy for Kurt to mount the horse from a mounting block, but getting off was a bit more difficult. He slid down the saddle into Jeffs waiting arms, looking up to see a jealous look on his boyfriends face.

“Thanks, Jeff,” he said, then walked over to Blaine and put his arms around his neck. “Love you, Bee. Dont be jealous, he was only helping me,” he whispered as he kissed his neck.

Blaine nodded, and pulled back to put his lips on Kurts mouth.

“Okay, no time for snogging. Lets get going, “ Jeff kidded. He looked happy to be with his two friends.

They walked down the path to the summerhouse, but took a turn just before and went down another path toward the creek that fed into the pond. Kurt informed them that it wasnt a good idea to over-hunt one place or they wouldnt find mushrooms there the next year.

“Ive never been mushroom hunting before,” Jeff said. “I used to go pheasant hunting with my dad. This might be easier since the mushroom are not likely to fly up in front of you and startle the hell out of you,” he laughed.

Kurt giggled. “Yeah, but I bet you dont run much risk of having a spider run up your arm pheasant hunting.”

Jeff paled. “Spiders? You didnt say anything about spiders!”

Blaine laughed. “Are you afraid of a little spider?”

“Yes. I hate spiders,” Jeff said, glaring at Blaine.

“There are spiders, and a lot of different kinds of insects, but I have never actually had one crawl up my arm. I was kidding you,” Kurt apologized. Jeff rolled his eyes.

After a couple of minutes silence, Jeff looked at them with a smirk. “You know I came along to get out of being with Nick and Trent, dont you?” Jeff confessed. “Not that I mind being with you guys, but I found out that Nick has a big crush on Trent.”

Kurts eyes got big. “Really?” He looked at Blaine and they both started laughing.

“Yeah, thats why we invited you to come with us! But it was because Trent has a crush on Nick, not the other way around,” Blaine laughed.

“So, without us, they would just be moon-eyed over each other without ever getting together?” Jeff guessed.

“Looks like...” Kurt giggled. This was too funny.

“I wonder what theyre up to now,” Kurt said.

“Probably dancing around each other, stumbling and stuttering,” Blaine speculated.

“I hope this is enough of a push...I had to ask a bunch of the Warblers to vote for those two so they could get together. I was tired of listening to Nick whine about how much he likes Trent, but being too shy to ask him out,” Jeff said.

“Hey, theres a mushroom,” Kurt interrupted and the conversation was turned to mushrooms. All told they found nine morels, enough for breakfast for them. It had been half an hour, so they headed back to get the horses and rode back to the stable.

~KB~KB~KB~KB~KB~

“Well, how did it go?” Kurt asked when Trent knocked on their door later that evening.

“He is so dreamy,” Trent said, walking on air.

“So, it went well?” Blaine asked.

“Yes. It was such a beautiful moment,” Trent said, sitting down in the chair by the fireplace.

“What, singing?” Kurt asked and rolled his eyes.

“No. I mean the kiss,” Trent went on. “The best kiss ever.”

Blaine and Kurt exchanged looks. For two boys who were so shy, they sure got to the kissing part quickly.

“So soon?” Kurt asked again.

“Well, yes. We met in the choir room and I meant to say I love the song, but I said I loved him instead. Before I could sink into the carpet in embarrassment, he said he felt the same way about me and.....well, what else was there to say? He told me hes had a crush on me since the first day of class but was too shy to ask me out. I had to put him out of his misery and tell him I had the same thoughts and....voilà! Magic.”

“Thats wonderful!” Blaine said, grinning and looking at Kurt who was also happy to hear the news.

“I should have said something a long time ago,” Trent sighed. “But at least he knows now and it turned out okay. Better than okay, more like amazing,” he said.

“I have never seen you this excited about anything,” Blaine said.

“I guess theres a lot of people going around here in love with someone and not acting on it,” Trent said, then realizing he had said it, tried to pretend he didnt.

“Like who?” Blaine asked.

“Oh...I was just speculating. I didnt have anyone in mind per se,” Trent tried dismissing it.

“Spill, Barnes. Ive known you all your life and I know when youre trying not to say something,” Blaine said, looking menacing.

Trent giggled a little. “You dont scare me, Anderson. Calm your ruffled feathers, Ill tell you. Both of you need to promise you wont say a word to anyone,” Trent made them promise.

“Okay,” they both agreed.

“Its Jeff,” Trent said.

“Who does he have a crush on?” Blaine asked.

“Someone with the initials SS?” Kurt asked.

“Hey, how did you know that? Trent asked.

“He writes it on his notebook in class. Every. Day. I havent asked who it is, though,” Kurt informed them.

“I dont know if I should tell you who it is,” Trent tried to get out of it.

“Is it a Warbler?” Blaine asked. Trent nodded. Blaine and Kurt looked at each other for the space of a heartbeat.

“Sebastian Smythe?” they both roared.

Trent nodded again.

“Wow...Im selling tickets to this,” Blaine laughed. He could not imagine those two together. Stuffy, proper, risqué Sebastian and goofy, casual, sweet tempered Jeff. That was going to be interesting.

“Does Sebastian know?” Kurt asked.

“Nope. And Jeff likes it that way. He wants to move at his own pace – which means hes waiting for next Christmas or something. Well, well just have to wait and see what happens. I dont want to be involved with that keg of powder when it blows,” Trent said.

~KB~KB~KB~KB~KB~

The next day just before lunch, Kurt met Blaine in front of the small music storage room off of the Senior Common room. It was a small room used to store sheet music and a few musical instruments, extra chairs, choir robes, metronomes, pitch pipes, and a few other odds and ends. The Warblers used it to practice solos when the main room was in use because it had decent acoustics in spite of its small dimensions. Blaine and a few others had keys to the room for removing sheet music or equipment for Warbler meetings.

“Hi, Beau,” Blaine winked at his boyfriend as he walked across the choir room to the door of the storage room. He took his keychain out of his pocket and unlocked the door. As they entered the dark room, Kurt leaned close and kissed his boyfriend on the cheek. When the two didnt have time to sneak back to their dorm room, they often met in the small music room and made out before practice, careful to be back in the choir room with the storage door locked before any of the Warblers had entered.

“Blaine...are you here for practice?” he giggled and held out his arms to Blaine. They said nothing more, just started kissing. It was just small, chaste kisses at first, getting deeper and more intense as time went by.

“We still have twenty minutes before the guys will start to show up, Beau,” Blaine whispered to Kurt, pulling at his shirt to untuck it from his suit pants. Kurt stopped him with a hand on his arm.

“Lets go sit on the sofa, it will be easier to..ah...yeah...” he cooed as Blaine unbuttoned his trousers. He pointed at the rack of choir robes. Behind the racks was an old leather sofa they could lie back on and the robes would act like a curtain to hide them. Kurt just made it through the robes and onto the sofa.

“Are we in Narnia?” Kurt whispered into Blaines ear. Blaine put his hand over his mouth to keep from giggling.

With Blaines fingers slipping down into Kurts briefs to curl around his erection, Kurt licked his way into Blaines mouth, all of their concentration on each other, so they almost missed the sound of a key in the lock of the door.

“Somebodys coming, be quiet,” Blaine directed, whispering in Kurts ear. The boys froze.

“Didnt you lock the door?” Kurt asked.

“Yeah, but theres more than one key. Shhhhh,” Blaine admonished. They heard two people enter the room, talking to each other.

“How did you get the key to this room?” asked the first voice in a stage whisper.

“From Wes. I told him I left my homework in here a few weeks ago and I forgot to return the key. Lucky for us, huh?” the deeper voice asked with a chuckle.

There was some fabric swiping across something – probably other fabric – and then a gasp.

“Is this okay, my little studmuffin?” the first voice whispered, obviously trying out the name.

“Dont call me that,” the deep voice said, sounding short tempered.

“Sorry...”

“You dont have to say anything at all, doll. Just get down there....ah, yes. I knew you were a quick learner.”

There were some muffled sounds, then a sort of muffled moaning. With the very thin bit of light from under the door, Kurt could just barely make out Blaines face. They looked at each other, eyes wide and hands over mouths. Peeking between the robes, they could make out two figures: both tall and thin. One was on his knees and unzipping the trousers of the other. Blaine and Kurt watched as the standing ones trousers were lowered, followed by his underwear, and the kneeling boy leaned forward to lick his cock.

The boys on the sofa were in shock. It wasnt as if they hadnt done the exact same thing here – more than once as a matter of fact – but to be here and witness this? It was too late to let the boys know of their presence, that would be too embarrassing and questions about why they were here would come up and, well, it just wouldnt be the best action to take. So they cuddled closer and although both had thought of being polite enough to turn their heads, neither of them did.

“Come on, take it, ahhhhh....yes, fuck!” the standing one said, his voice getting deeper.

There were only some moans coming from the kneeling boy as he sped up his motions.

“Ah....okay, open your pants now, get out your cock,” the standing boy directed. When the boy did as he was told, the taller one moaned. “You know what to do...yes, oh....okay, I dont want to come like this. Stop.”

Soon both boys were standing and the one who had knelt was divested of his pants and underwear, then bent over the back of a chair. He moaned loudly, causing the taller boy to put a hand over his mouth.

“This place isnt sound-proof, you fool. Try for some control,” he sniped and the shorter boy mumbled something.

“No, Im not mad, doll, just concerned. You had better behave,” he demanded and although his voice was quiet, it was definitely in control. At the sound of it, the shorter boy stroked his cock hard and fast for a moment. “Hey...you know better than that,” the boy in charge said, knocking his hand away from his erection.

“Are you going to punish me?” the shorter boy said in a seductive whine.

Blaines fingers were digging in to Kurts arm and his heart was beating fast. He was partly afraid of getting caught but now that the other couple were making so much noise, there was little chance of being found out. Kurt looked at Blaines face, worried about what Blaine might think – as each action unfolded between the two tall boys, his cock was getting harder and harder.

“Punish you?” the tall boy asked, playing his role with his voice getting deeper and more menacing. “Oh, yes, doll, Im going to punish you.”

The shorter boy was still bent over the chair, his butt cheeks catching the little light in the room and shining. They were plump for someone so thin, and the two in hiding could see him shiver. That was when the taller one pulled back his hand and slapped his right cheek. Hard.

The boy moaned, and touched himself just a bit, trying to hide the action from the taller boy. Then a second spank came, the sound of the sting echoing in the small room.

Blaine took Kurts hand and brought it to the front of his trousers and Kurt could feel him – as hard as a brass rod. He stroked it for a minute, then opened the fly and grasped his cock harder before Blaine uttered a quiet little peep, then he put his hand back down Kurts pants, cupping him.

Suddenly the shorter boy turned, once more on his knees as he licked again at the taller ones cock, then took it in his mouth as far as he could. Some sort of verbal exchange between the two and the taller took his lovers hand and helped him up, gently pushing him over the chair again. He took a condom out of his pocket and slid it on, then he took a tube of something and slicked it on his fingers and cock.

“Oh...my....stars, Blaine.....they....theyre going to......” Kurt whispered, his heart beating a mile a minute. Blaine took in a big, deep breath of air and tried not to moan aloud.

The taller one was fingering his partner – who was not being very quiet. He was moaning, telling the boy how hard he was, how hot this was...”Yes, yes....stick it in deeper, yes...fuck me, fuck me,” the boy moaned.

It didnt take long to get him prepped and soon he was taking it, the taller boy pushing in, pulling out. He stopped once and leaned close to ask if his partner was okay, gently stroking his back for a moment while he caught his breath, then back to his heavy strokes in and out. With every push came a whine or a moan, whispered love words or swearing.

Kurt was practically in Blaines lap, Blaines hand stroking him hard. Kurt was giving his boyfriend the same treatment as they lay back on the sofa, their dim view of the hot couple enhanced by their moans and noise. Kurt had his handkerchief out, ready to use so as not to mess up their clothes, but otherwise just going with the feeling in the room.

“Do you need me to touch you?” the tall one asked, but the short one was too far gone to answer and his voice was heard – panting and swearing as he came over the back of the chair he was bent over. “Yes! Yes...oh, Se-bas-T-I-A-N!!” he shouted, then Sebastian pumped just two more times and came, his voice so deep it was barely heard by the boys hiding on the sofa.

“Oh, yes....you are always so good, Jeff...so good....my good boy, my pretty boy...” he said, panting to get his breath and resting his body on Jeff for a moment before standing up and helping Jeff to stand, too. He put his arms around his lover, kissing his temple and wiping what might have been tears from his face.

They had some kind of towel or wet wipes and cleaned each other up, ending by putting their clothes back on, and a loving kiss shared before they left the music room, locking the door behind them.

Back on the sofa behind the choir robes Kurt and Blaine sat in heavy silence. They looked at each other, then down at their open trousers and spent cocks. Kurt was still wiping his hands, looking over at Blaine in shock. Blaine coughed, then tried not to smile.

“Hey, are you alright?” Blaine asked, cupping Kurts jaw and tilting his face up so he could kiss him.

“Yeah.....but if you ever tell anyone what we just did...ah...getting each other off watching Sebastian and Jeff? ….wow,” was all he could say.

“Did you know who it was at first?” Blaine wanted to know.

“No – not until he shouted his name at the end. Sheesh....Im wondering now if anyone was ever in here hiding when you and I...” Kurt asked, then blushed, not wanting to know the answer to that particular question. Blaine giggled.

“I guess well have to be careful in the future,” Blaine said. “So, is that a position you might like to try?” Blaine asked, turning to see a stunned look on Kurts face.

“You mean let someone else watch us?” he said, the shock apparent in his voice.

“No...I meant over the chair.....” Blaine explained, then he got a wicked grin on his face. “But if you want.....?”

Kurt smacked him lightly on the arm.

“Never, Bee. Never in your wildest dreams...just...never. I will demean our love life by putting it on a stage. End of discussion.”

“Okay, Beau. I was just kidding, you know,” Blaine said, carefully stroking Kurts temple and kissing his cheek. “Just a joke, okay?”

“Okay. OH...look at the time. We better get out there, the giys are due to be in there in a minute. I wonder if Jeff and Seb are out there?”

“I hadnt thought of that. Well, we can pretend we didnt see anything – right?” Blaine suggested, “You know full well that will drive Jeff around the bend, knowing that his friends were witness to that. Seb will probably enjoy knowing he was being watched. He grinned to himself. “Cmon, Beau, lets go.” Kurt rolled his eyes.

They put their clothes back on and adjusted them, combing their hair before they started out of the room. They had been in the storage room longer than usual and by the time they left, the Warblers were drifting in for their practice. Blaine had an armful of sheet music and Kurt was carrying the metronome they used for practice sessions. Leaving the door to the music storage room open, they went about their business placing the things on the council members desk and taking a seat on one of the far chesterfield sofas in the back of the room.

Both Kurt and Blaine saw Jeffs face as they walked by: his mouth was open, his eyes wide, and a gasp came from his throat when he saw his two friends walk out of the music storage room. Kurt and Blaine walked by, trying hard to appear not to notice Jeff as they conversed quietly on their way to their usual seats.

They would have pulled it off, but Blaine couldnt stop himself winking quickly at Jeff, who put his very red face into his hands. Sebastian was seated near Jeff, his face a mask as he looked over at Wes, David, and Thad sitting down at the council table, but Blaine could see the naughty twinkle in his eye and gave him an almost non-existent nod. Seb returned it, smiling at Blaine. Wes banged the gavel to start the meeting and all eyes were on him as he started the practice with Trent and Nickys song.

Blaine took Kurts hand and smiled at his Beau. “Love you,” he mouthed.

He was rewarded with a sweet smile from Kurt who squeezed his hand and whispered in his ear. “I love you, too, Bee.”