Chapter 4

He felt hands on his hips almost before he had touched the ground, lifting him up effortlessly and dropping him on Kurt's bed. He stretched out luxuriously as fingers dipped into his ass briefly. He sighed in pleasure as someone sank into him again, wasting no time before pounding out a fast pace.

“Oh yeah, fuck me hard, make me your bitch, ung, so good.” Blaine rambled as the cock shifted to hit his prostate, thrusting against it at a punishing rhythm. He yelped and jumped a little when a hand landed sharply on his ass. His head dropped against the duvet and he moaned lowly.

“Try the riding crop, he loves that.” Kurt chuckled. Blaine was caught between excitement and wanting to yell at Kurt for telling them all the little things that made him fall apart when he couldn't even come. There was a rustling noise before he heard someone cackle almost evilly.

He heard a swish before he felt the sharp sting and he whimpered, caught between a sharp pain and a bone chilling pleasure. “Dude, did you see him jump?” Sam asked excitedly. Blaine whined and gripped the blanket tightly as the crop came down over and over in quick succession against his back, the rough hand of whoever was fucking him matching the pace on his ass. A long thin cock bumped against his face until he looked up to see Mike smirking down at him. Blaine opened his mouth and lunged forward to wrap his lips around it. He hummed at the slightly bitter taste, pressing his tongue against the throbbing vein on the bottom. Fingers tangled in his hair as he began bobbing up and down, his tongue dancing around the length as he continued to whimper from the stinging hits against his skin.

Blaine pulled in his cheeks and sucked hard, moaning in satisfaction when the warm come hit his tongue. He whined in disappointment when the cock pulled out from his ass, and he was abruptly flipped onto his back. He nearly screamed when the crop came down against his stomach, a part of it accidentally grazing his cock. Sam watched him for a moment before landing a hit directly on his shaft. Instantly he turned into a blubbering mess, sobbing and clutching at the blanket.

“Please, please let me cum! I'll be good, I'll do whatever you want, just please!!” he cried. The boys around him just laughed. Something smooth slid around the edge of his ass and he looked to see Sam pushing a small egg-shaped vibrator into him, the remote in his other hand.

“Hey Matt, come here.” he heard Puck say. He was lifted again and plopped into Matt's lap. He adjusted himself so he could sink down on the jock, clenching around him at the wide stretch. The vibrator was shoved further inside him, bumping his prostate. When Blaine felt something else nudge against his opening, he spun to see that Puck was fingering him beside Matt's cock, stretching him even further as he stroked his own dick lazily.

Blaine curled into Matt's chest, instinctively angling his ass out as two fingers wormed their way in, scissoring carefully. Everything seemed to slow as he was prepped. Instead of the stinging crop, Blaine felt hot mouths and calloused hands running over him, soothing while still pushing him closer to that edge he could never reach. There was a collective intake of breath as the blunt head of Puck's cock lined up with his already filled ass, and began slowly pushing in. Even for all the preparation, Blaine still felt like he was being torn in half. He whimpered and hid his face in Matt's neck as Puck paused, eight hands rubbing along his back and side, coaxing him to relax. Blaine felt himself go limp again as they whispered praises, barely loud enough to be heard.

Finally, Blaine felt Puck's hips meet his overheated skin. Everyone stopped moving, just waiting, watching.

“Please.” Blaine finally panted, hardly above a whisper.

“What do you want?” Puck asked, as if he didn't know.

“Fuck me.” Blaine managed, barely able to hear himself.

“Pardon me?”

“Fuck me.” he said louder.

“I'm sorry, I couldn't hear that.”

“I want you to fuck me!” Blaine screamed, digging his nails into Matt as he nearly sobbed with desire.

“Your wish is our command.” Puck chuckled darkly as he slipped out slowly, before bucking back in. Blaine screamed.