On Monday morning, it took every bit of strength for Kurt to focus on the road during his long drive to Dalton. When he got there, he went straight to his locker. There stood Blaine, with two coffee cups in hand. He handed one to Kurt with a smile.

He waited until Kurt finished his sip before he spoke. "So, the other night was… interesting! I'm sorry if I freaked you out."

Kurt almost laughed. "Uh, you didn't! Trust me! Quite the opposite!" There was a long pause before he continued, "Blaine? What does this all mean? Cause I do like you, in that way. And I think you like me, in that way. So what are we?"

Blaine leaned forward, raising himself up on his toes and kissed Kurt's cheek. "Boyfriends, silly! I don't make out intensely and dry hump just anybody! I'm not some floosy! Please!" He smirked at Kurt before taking his hand in his and pulling him off to class.

Kurt was in a haze for the rest of the day. Blaine was his boyfriend. He had a boyfriend, who was Blaine. It was all he could think of. At lunch, he sat with Blaine and the rest of the Warblers but he couldn't focus on their excited banter about Regionals. He was just so focused on Blaine's hand that was placed on his knee. If it weren't for Wes and David starring at them, Kurt would have snuck Blaine a kiss.

"So, are you guys dating now? 'Cause really David and I have been holding bets with the group. I had money on this week!" Wes' voice dragged Kurt out of his dream world.

"Well looks like the guys owe you money Wes" Blaine leaned his head on Kurt's shoulder, "'cause this is happening!"

Kurt had to roll his eyes at this. Blaine really was cheesy sometimes! He laughed as Wes held his hand out to each of their fellow Warblers, getting them to each pay up. He felt Blaine stand and grab his hand, pulling him up as well.

"We have to get going, but we'll see you later!" Blaine said practically dragging Kurt out of the cafeteria.

"Blaine, what the hell? I wasn't even done with my lunch!" Once in the empty hallway, Blaine pressed Kurt against the wall, kissing him deeply and passionately. "What was that for?"

Blaine rolled his hips against Kurt's, and it was plain to see exactly what Blaine's motivation was. "Kurt, you know I would never pressure you into anything you're not ready for but I was wondering if maybe we could have a repeat performance of the other night, you know, without Finn's interruption. If that's to forward, I understand. It's just… well Kurt…you turn me on. Being near you, touching you, kissing you." He kissed down Kurt's jaw and neck. Nothing extreme, just feathering his skin with light kisses. "Hell, even thinking of you does the trick. But if I don't find another outlet for my, uh, passion, I'm worried I'll develop some serious wrist injury!"

Kurt was stunned! Did Blaine just admit to thinking about Kurt when he masturbated? The picture slowly forming in Kurt's head was not helping is own… passion, as Blaine put it. This was all so overwhelming. A few days ago Kurt admitted his feelings to Blaine, then out of nowhere he and Blaine have an intense makeout session, and this morning he became boyfriends with him. Now Blaine was standing here practically begging him for a grindfest! Is this real?

"Kurt? Oh my god! Did I totally freak you out? I'm sorry, it's just when my brain gets that way, sometimes it just makes me blurt out whatever I'm thinking!"

"Uh, no, it's not that. I just…yes! Yes, I want to…. Again… what we did the other night!" Kurt couldn't form sentences. His thoughts were too focused on the incredibly hot boy holding him and also on the near painful erection threatening to burst out of his boxer briefs.

The boys continued to kiss passionately in the hallway until they heard the bell cue the end of lunch. Kurt shifted his messenger bag in front of his lap as he made his way to class. Blaine excused himself to the nearest restroom.

That night Kurt sat in his room. His thoughts reeling over the day's events. When he got home he informed his father that he and Blaine were now dating. Burt wasn't surprised. "Knew it'd happen eventually." And that was all he said on the subject.

Kurt could still hear Blaine's voice in his ears. "Kurt, you turn me on…" Kurt thought of Blaine's voice, his words, the way he sang, his beautiful face, his hazel eyes, its full lips, his bushy eyebrows (which were strangely sexy). He thought of Blaine's smile. As Kurt's thoughts began racing, he felt a stirring in his pants as the blood rushed to that very sensitive spot on his body. Kurt's hand slowly slid down and he began to rub himself through his pants. He felt heat rush to his torso. He quickly got up and locked his door. Returning to the bed, he stripped his pants and boxer briefs. He lay back on this bed, closed his eyes and continued to envision Blaine.

He pictured Blaine's strong jaw, his neck, the veins in his neck that protruded as he sang. The way he got sweaty as he sang, the way his shoulders and chest looked in his uniform. The way his legs and ass looked in the rarely worn jeans of his. Kurt wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and gently began pumping. He imagined kissing Blaine, their hands exploring each other's bodies. He imagined it was Blaine's hand on him instead of his own. Kurt let out a tiny moan and pumped his hand faster. He pictured Blaine kissing his way down his body; he imagined his hot tongue sliding up the underside of his cock. He could almost feel the hot breath on him as he felt Blaine swallow him into his mouth.

Kurt was writhing in his bed down. He grabbed a pillow to bite down on to stifle his moans. He stroked himself as fast as he could. There was a tightening in his abs and in his balls. A wave of heat fell over Kurt has he felt himself come into his hand and onto his stomach.

After Kurt had come down from his post-orgasm high, he noticed that he had gotten cum all over his shirt. He quickly stripped it off and threw it in the sink. He then climbed in the shower to clean off. He had never thought of Blaine like that before, well not while he was awake. And honestly, he was happy with the change. Kurt knew he wasn't ready for any of that to actually happen, but he was happy that the thought of it didn't frighten the hell out of him anymore.

One thing was for sure. When Blaine did come over for their evening alone, Kurt won't be nervous, he'll be ecstatic!