Chapter 3
 
Kurt was swaying back and forth his head tilted up to the ceiling. He was so fucking drunk. The whole worldwas spinning and he could barely stand on his feet. His favorite song had just come on by Skrillex.
 
“Ya!” He yelled jumping up and down.
 
He looked over the dancing crowd. It was full of grinding girls and drunk guys making doosh bags out of themselves. He spotted Blaine a few feet away looking at his feet attempting to shuffle, which Kurt assumed would be pretty hard cause he was pretty sure that Blaine was as drunk as him right now.
 
“Kurt!” He looked over to Santana and Brittany who were stumbling towards him. “Kurt, come here.” Brittany grabbed his hand as she began leading him out of the crowd. He briefly saw Santana heading over to Blaine before he was brought out into the bright entrance and up the stairs, into a guest bedroom.
 
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Blaine had been dancing for who knows how long struggling to keep his eyes open. Fuck he shouldn’t have taken that beer. God he was fucked. He began letting his body take over his dancing and found himself shuffling.
 
“Blaineee.” Santana who was now right beside him slurred into his ear, “Come with me babe.” She grabbed his hand and pulled him through the crowd, into the entrance, up the stairs and into a guest bedroom where Brittany and Kurt were waiting.
 
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Blaine stumbled into a bedroom dumbfounded. He had no idea why Santana had brought him here and any less why Kurt was sitting on the edge of the bed moaning as Brittany palmed him, but he was honestly to drunk to care. Much to his dismay, Blaine was beginning to get hard at Kurt’s breathy moans that were now coming out much faster.
 
“Brittanyy! Why’d you start without me!” Santana slurred.
 
“Sorryyy, couldn’t help myself.” Brittany answered. Blaine had a hard time seeing but he swore he saw Kurt if only a spilt second staring at him, licking his lips.
 
Everything happened very fast. Kurt was first being palmed when the pressure on his throbbing erection disappeared and he open his eyes whining in protest. This whine quickly turned into a groan of arousal as Santana and Brittany began making out with each other in the middle of the room, much to the disbelief of both boys. The girls moved to the bed quickly tearing off their clothes till they were in their bra and underwear. Blaine had never participated in a foursome and he assumed the same about Kurt as the boy gapped at the two girls who were now going at it on the bed. Allowing his sexual side to take over, Blaine walked to the bed taking his shirt off and crawled onto the bed where he laid on his side, beside Santana and began pressing kisses to her back. Oh my god, I’m actually going to be in foursome was all Kurt could think as he took his shirt off and adopted the same position as Blaine, beside Brittany.
 
Both girls then turned their heads over so that they could quickly catch both boys’ lips with theirs. Kurt moaned into the kiss grinding his erection into Brittany’s ass. He reached over lightly massaging Brittany’s breast as she turned back to Santana, who was still busying herself with Blaine’s mouth, pressing kisses onto her neck. Blaine who was doing his best to not pass out cause fuck this if he was going to miss the hottest thing to ever happen to him. He then found himself being flipped over so he was now beside Brittany, on his back, who then moved to do the same with Kurt.
 
Kurt who had been flipped over by Brittany, onto his back, turned to look at Blaine who was groaning as Santana straddled him, grinding her hips into his crotch. Brittany had moved from Kurt’s neck to his chest running her tongue over his nipples. It was now Kurt’s turn to emit a groan. Santana leaned over Kurt, grabbing Brittany’s neck, pulling her up from Kurt’s chest and pressed their faces together.
 
The boys were quickly forgotten as the girls rolled off of them and onto the floor. Both boys turned to look at each other, their throbbing erections desperately needing relief. Kurt tentatively reached over to Blaine’s cock that was straining against his tight jeans. “Fuck” Blaine gasped thrusting his hips upwards searching for the much-needed friction. Kurt increased the pressure smiling at Blaine’s face.
 
Somewhere in the back of his mind a voice was reminding him that he was straight and that he would regret this. Kurt brushed it off, whether it was because of the alcohol or because he was attracted to Blaine, he didn’t care. All Kurt knew was that he had a massive boner that needed to be relieved and the only moving body that was beside him happened to be a boy who was more than willing to get him off.
 
Kurt dug his palm into Blaine’s groin, receiving a low growl. “Holy shit.” Kurt whispered, catching sight of Blaine’s face, as his own boner twitched in his pants. Blaine all of sudden quickly pushed Kurt’s hand away, sitting up and fisting his hands into Kurt’s shirt, bringing him up with him.
 
Both boys were now kneeling, the tips of their knees touching, facing each other. They stared at each other, both emitting ragged breaths. Finally Blaine took his hands that had been fisted in Kurt’s shirt and using them to bring Kurt’s mouth to his. The kiss was rough and sensual and Kurt loved it. He opened his mouth allowing Blaine’s tongue to explore his mouth. Kurt lightly scraped his teeth over Blaine’s tongue causing Blaine to push their facing even closer together. Kurt finally pulled away sucking in a deep breath before plunging back in.
 
He quickly brought his hands down to Blaine’s crotch. He unzipped the pants and pulled out Blaine’s thick cock out of the boxers. “Fuck.” Kurt moaned pulling away from Blaine to look at the hard cock that was leaking with pre-come. Blaine had moved down to Kurt’s neck sucking hard, making sure to leave a mark. Kurt hesitantly brought his hand around Blaine’s cock and slowly began moving up and down. Blaine groaned and brought his forehead to Kurt’s shoulder. Kurt gained confidence and began moving faster, occasionally twisting his hand and running his thumb over Blaine’s slit. “Fuck!” Blaine yelled biting down onto Kurt’s shoulder. “My turn.” Blaine reached down to Kurt’s zipper, undid it and pulled out his length. He quickly began pumping following the same motion as Kurt. Kurt’s moans became so loud that Blaine was pretty sure that people downstairs could here them.
 
Blaine began to feel the familiar tightening of his stomach and the heat pooling in his groin. “Oh god, I’m gonna come!” Blaine said into Kurt’s ear. Kurt quickened the pace of his pumping, wanting to here this beautiful boy scream. “Come on, scream. Scream for me.” Kurt had no idea what had taken over him as he said this to Blaine.
 
Kurt’s words were all it took to drive Blaine over the edge. Suddenly he was coming, hard. Blaine couldn’t remember a time that he had ever come this hard. Kurt watched as the boy in front of him fell apart. Blaine let go of Kurt’s cock and brought his arms around Kurt, hugging him tightly, while his head dropped onto his shoulder. Kurt could feel the boy bite down on him as he pumped Blaine through his orgasm. Finally Blaine let out a shuddering breath. “I haven’t finished you off yet.” He said smirking, while looking down at Kurt’s still erect cock. 
 
He took Kurt’s length into his hand and started off slowly, gradually tightening his grip. “Oh yeah, come on faster.” Kurt moaned, closing his eyes. Blaine began twisting and going faster mimicking the same movements that Kurt had done on him.  It didn’t take long for Kurt to come. Seeing Blaine had already almost sent him over the edge. He came silently, only a few high-pitched moans escaping his mouth. Blaine continued to pump him as he watched white strings of cum shoot across his fist. He had the strangest urge to try it, to taste Kurt.
 
Kurt watched in disbelief as Blaine brought his hand up to his mouth and licked it clean. Kurt released an animalistic groan and pounced on Blaine, pushing his tongue into Blaine’s mouth tasting himself. Blaine broke the kiss after a few minutes and finally both boys fell back onto the bed, exhausted. They stayed like this, laying on their backs trying to regain their breath, before it finally dawned on them of what they had just done. “Holy fuck.” Blaine was the first to speak. He quickly got up throwing his shirt on, zipping his pants, and used the sheets to wipe off his drying cum on his pants. He ran out of the room without once looking back at Kurt.
 
“Ughh” Kurt groaned, sitting up and holding his head between his hands. The alcohol was finally beginning to wear off and his head was pounding.
 
God had he actually just got off with Blaine Anderson!? What was wrong with him!!?
 
Kurt got up, barely conscious of his surroundings and quickly wiped Blaine’s cum from his hand, then tucked his cock back into his pants. He barely put on a shirt before he found himself staggering down the stairs, weaving through the dancing crowd and grabbing two shots of Vodka. He was doing his best to block out the voice in his head telling him that he was falling in love with Blaine Anderson.