"Okay, I'll flip and you call it in the air," Finn stated as he pulled a coin from his pocket. Finn set the quarter on his thumbnail and flicked it in the air.

"Heads," called Kurt.

The coin landed on the ground and flipped a couple times before it settled flat on the pavement. "Tails," Finn said, reading the top face of the coin. "Sorry, Dude." He was being sarcastic.

"Damn," Kurt said under his breath and the three boys got into Finn's car.

"Do you ever get to drink?" Blaine asked.

"No," Kurt answered remembering the few parties he'd been to. "I took care of you at Rachel's party and the Sectionals after party, and the couple other parties I went to at Dalton I was sober because I had to go home afterward."

"That doesn't seem very fair." Blaine thought for a minute. "Tell you what. I'll drive and take care of you for once."

Kurt stared at his boyfriend stunned. "No, Blaine. That's okay. I flipped and lost and these are my friends anyway."

"All the more reason for you to enjoy yourself with your friends." He looked at Kurt encouragingly. He had an ulterior motive, but didn't want to say it out loud. He'd never seen Kurt drunk and wondered what it would be like. "Don't say no. I won't drink, so if you don't either then it will be a waste of a chance for you." Kurt returned Blaine's look with a guilty expression. "Really. I want you to have fun."

Kurt huffed. "Okay, but don't let me drink too much. Projectile vomiting is so not hot."

Blaine smiled excitedly. "You got it. No alcohol poisoning for you."

"Kurt I just got a text from Puck," Finn said from the back seat. "He said Karafsky was there, but he made him leave."

"He said he wants you to make sure that if you see him to tell Puck immediately so he can get rid of him again."

Kurt sighed. "I will. I don't foresee tonight going badly though."

It only took twenty minutes to get across town to Lima Heights Adjacent, a section of town across the train tracks that was heavily wooded. More things seemed to happen there than any other part of town because it was so secluded. It was the perfect place for an outdoor party because the houses were so far apart.

Puck's house was at the end of a dead end road and surrounded by trees. By the time Finn, Kurt, and Blaine arrived, there were already tons of people there and a roaring bonfire that people were throwing stuff into. There was a bar that looked at as if Puck paid some guy to monitor the kegs and act as bartender.

The boys got out of the car and Kurt immediately spotted Tina and Mercedes near the fire with solo cups in hand. Finn walked off to find Puck and Kurt headed for the two girls with Blaine in tow. He hated that he felt they couldn't hold hands, but this was their public life and they knew better than to ask for looks and unwanted attention by stupid people who couldn't mind their own business.

"Kurt!" Tina called as she waved.

"Wow! You're dressed down," Mercedes said, commenting on Kurt's outfit.

Considering his usual attire, he was dressed very down. He wore a pair of blue jeans that had various frays here and there, burn and rust marks, and bleach spots randomly place around the fabric; paired with a simple black crew neck and black zip-up hoodie with thin white horizontal stripes. Simply put, he looked like a normal, everyday boy, with an average sense of style. "Yeah, most my other clothes are flammable, so I settled for this."

"You look good," Tina remarked. "I don't think I've ever seen you with normal non-designer clothes on."

"Oh, the pants are D Squared."

Blaine chuckled. Leave it to my boyfriend to think up some what to slip in a designer name. "Kurt do you want to get a drink?"

"Um. Sure. I don't know what to get though."

"I don't take you for a beer drinker, so a mix drink, but…" he trailed off thinking.

"Here try this," Mercedes said, handing him her cup.

Kurt put the cup to his lips and took the tiniest of sips. He didn't taste much so he took another sip and another; each sip getting bigger than the last. "Is there anything in this?"

Mercedes giggled. "Yes! It's cranberry juice and coconut rum. They're dangerous because you can't taste the alcohol. So you can drink a lot of them and not realize that you're wasted until you've had WAY too many."

"Okay. Blaine I want one of those. They taste good."

Blaine smiled. "You stay here. I'll get it." He touched the small of Kurt's back and headed toward the bar.

"I can't believe you're tapping that," Mercedes said as she watched Blaine walk away.

"What?" Tina exclaimed. "Kurt, are you-?"

"No! Mercedes! You weren't supposed to say anything."

"Sorry. Slipped out." She was still watching Blaine's smooth walk.

Kurt snapped his fingers in front of her eyes. "Hey! Mine." He chuckled. He turned his attention to Tina. I should probably explain that before everyone thinks I'm fucking a Warbler. "I'm not sleeping with Blaine, Tina. We fooled around, but that's it. Please don't tell anyone. I don't really want my personal business getting around."

"No problem. But… fooled around? That could mean a lot of things."

Kurt looked around quickly. "I don't really want to talk about it." Tina raised an eyebrow. "Okay, I blew him and it was so fucking awesome," he blurted out. "And before you ask, yes he returned the favor. I don't know what was better, give or receiving, because both were effing incredible." Tina and Mercedes were stunned into silence. He blushed and averted eye contact wishing he could take his word vomit back. "I'm done talking about it."

"So, Mike's our DD," Tina said not knowing how else to change the subject.

Blaine returned with two red solo cups and handed one to Kurt. "What's the other one for? I thought you weren't drinking."

"I'm not. This one's yours too. It just saves a trip and I figured since you liked that so much, you'd finish it quickly."

He took a good sized drink. "This really is good. I can't believe you can't taste anything in it." He took another drink. Blaine looked on with a grin. "What?" Kurt asked him.

"Nothing." He grinned wider. "I've just never seen you drink before. This is going to be fun."

Kurt took another drink, thought for a second, and quickly downed the rest of the drink. He handed the cup to Blaine and took the other cup from him.

"Oh, I saw that Zach friend of yours. He works fast. Wasn't today his first day?"

"Yeah. What do you mean?"

"He was sitting with his arm around some girl."

"See, I told you. You have nothing to worry about."

"Wait," Mercedes began. "Zach is straight? I totally got the vibe that he was into you. He was way too overly friendly with you and kind of ignored everyone else whenever you were around." Kurt had widened his eyes and began shaking his head at her to stop talking.

Blaine bit down on his bottom lip. He was obviously holding a comment or two back.

The night progressed and Blaine continued to feed Kurt drink after drink. He saw Zach and caught his gaze a few times, but knew better than to say hello or talk to him.

Kurt was sitting with Blaine on a bench about fifteen feet from the bonfire. He had just finished what he thought was his sixth or was it eighth? drink. He threw the cup in the direction of the fire, but it fell short and he settled for watching it shrivel and melt in front of him from the heat. "I'm hot," he said.

Blaine smirked and put his arm on the back of the bench behind Kurt. "Yep. Can't disagree with you."

Kurt giggled. "Wanna go for a walk?"

"Sure." Blaine stood first and caught Kurt as he stood up second and stumbled. "Careful," he warned with a smile. Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist and hoisted his boyfriend's arm over his head to rest on Blain's shoulders.

Kurt took his arm back and stepped two wobbly steps away from Blaine. "No. We can't."

"Can't what?"

"We can't be all PDA in front of the idiots at my school who think you can catch gay." He said it very loudly, unknowingly attracting a lot of looks.

Blaine met the eyes of several girls who looked at him flirtatiously. He smiled sweetly and turned his attention back to Kurt. "Come on. It'll be okay." He was encouraging. He stepped toward him and wrapped his arm back around his waist. "Let's walk, my love."

Kurt giggled and forgot about the people around him. "Do you know how much I love it when you call me that? I friggen love it. I love it even more because I know that it's true. It's true right?" Kurt stumbled a couple times as the two boys walked in the direction of the woods. "Where are we going?"

"No where in particular. Just away from the fire. You probably didn't need any more heat radiating on you. I think you need some food in your stomach. Kurt, do you have anything to eat in your car?"

Kurt stopped walking. He couldn't walk and think at the same time. "I think Finn keeps snacks in the car for football. Let's go look!"

The two walked back over to where the cars were and Blaine leaned Kurt up against the driver side door while he fished around the back seat. Aha! he thought. He found an unopened box of chocolate Ring Dings. He picked up the box and found two unopened bottles of water. Perfect. He grabbed one bottle and two packets of the snacks and put the box back where he found it. He crawled back out of the car and unwrapped one package. "Here," he said, offering a single Ring Ding to Kurt.

Kurt looked at Blaine dazed with heavy eyes. His back was flushed completely on the door. He reached out a hand and pulled Blaine to him. "Kiss me."

"Eat first."

"No. Kiss me first."

"I will gladly make out with you, for as long as you can stand it, for every one of these four Ring Dings you eat."

"Mmm. Okay."

Blaine fed him with his fingers until Kurt took the last bite of the first one and swallowed. Blaine kiss him on the lips and tasted the chocolate. He uncapped the water and put it up to Kurt's lips. "Drink, my love." Blaine felt that coddling would work best. Not that he didn't like coddling Kurt, he actually liked caring for him this way. He got a chance to be sweet and loving and as cute as he pleased and didn't have to feel embarrassed.

Kurt took a few sips before shutting his mouth when Blaine brought the bottle back up to his lips. "Mm-mm," he protested quietly. "Kiss, please."

Blaine chuckled and did as promised. He wrapped his arms around Kurt's neck and kissed his boyfriend with parted lips. Kurt's lips were cold from the water, but his face was warm.

Kurt ended the kiss first because he forgot to breath through his nose and had to catch his breath. He leaned for another kiss, but Blaine held up another Ring Ding.

"One more." He fed this one to Kurt a bit faster than the last one. Kurt finished the second treat and drank half the bottle. Blaine didn't have the chance to recap the bottle before Kurt pulled Blaine in by the waist.

"I love bribery," Kurt said lazily. He was slurring less so Blaine knew his plan was working. He rewarded Kurt with his promised kiss. Kurt was a little less sloppy than his last kiss and remembered to breath through his nose this time. This kiss grew in intensity and Blaine found himself opening his mouth to allow Kurt's tongue to enter.

Kurt moaned into Blaine's mouth and Blaine closed his mouth to trail kisses along his jaw. Blaine sneakily wrapped his arms around Kurt for a hug, but unwrapped the second package of Ring Dings behind Kurt's back and pulled away from the hug with yet another treat for Kurt to eat.

Kurt ate this one in three bites and drank the rest of the water. He was a bit more coordinated when trying to grab Blaine, but Blaine stopped him momentarily. "There's another bottle of water in the car." He handed Kurt the last Ring Ding and opened the door to the back seat. He crawled in and retrieved the water.

Blaine hadn't heard Kurt move from the car and was surprised when Kurt was right there to shut the car door for him and pulled him in by the waist. Blaine figured that he must have eaten the last snack because he could taste the chocolate cake and frosting that made up the Ring Ding.

Kurt massaged Blaine's tongue gently with his own in a tender and romantic kiss. Blaine wrapped his arms Kurt's neck and caressed the hair at the nape of his neck. Kurt moaned softly.

Blaine heard footsteps, but didn't break the kiss. He felt a warm sensation rush through him.

"Fuck, Hummel. Really? God damn it, get a room."

Kurt slowly released Blaine's lips and peered behind his boyfriend. A very large football player that Kurt recognized as Finn's right tackle was looking at the two boys uncomfortably. They were parked next to his car. He was one of the nicer football players, but clearly still didn't approve. Kurt looked at him with an intensity that he never would have had if there weren't alcohol in his system. He wasn't mad, if anything he looked fiercely flirtatious. He spoke calmly with a hint of romanticism. "My boyfriend is hot. I'll kiss him if I please."

Blaine was frozen with his arms around Kurt. He was happy that they weren't being beaten up at that moment. He decided that it would be better if he gave Kurt the last bottle of water. He pulled back slowly and kept his eyes on Kurt with a smile. He uncapped the bottle and handed it to him. "Drink, please."

Kurt did as he was told. Blaine turned to the broad-shouldered football player that rounded to the driver side of his car. The boy was purposefully trying not to look. "Sorry, man," Blaine said to the boy. The boy looked at him and shrugged. "Whatever," he said.

"No really. Sorry. He's kind of drunk and doesn't really know better at the moment."

"Whatever," he said again and got into his car.

Kurt downed the rest of the water and looked at Blaine with a raised eyebrow. "I do too know better." He pouted.

"How do you feel?" Blaine asked, changing the subject.

"Better." He grabbed Blaine again and pulled his waist to his own. "Horny actually."

Blaine smiled flirtatiously as he felt Kurt's slight bulge in his pants. "I think I can take care of that.," he said, his voice becoming lower and more seductive. Kurt leaned forward and grasped at Blaine's back as he crushed his lips and body to Blaine's.

Blaine quickly pushed Kurt away. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down. I didn't mean here."

Kurt pouted. "Where?"

Blaine looked around and quickly came up with an idea. "The woods?"

"Now?"

"If you'd like."

"I'd very much like."

Blaine took Kurt by the hand and headed towards the woods, which were to the right of the parked cars. They scooted along behind the cars so no one would see them and entered the forest.

Kurt was walking much better now so, Blaine didn't have to hold him up. He was also much more coherent and didn't feel so light headed. They walked and walked until they were so deep in the wooded area that no one could see them, but close enough that they could still see some remnants of the party and wouldn't get lost when they wanted to go back.

It was Blaine who decided when they'd gone in far enough and Kurt saw a bit of the fire in his eyes that he saw the night before and it excited him. Blaine pulled Kurt in by the hand he was holding and kissed him feverishly. He reached his hands up Kurt's shirt and felt his skin. He was amazingly soft and lean. Blaine unbuckled Kurt's belt and unbuttoned his jeans quickly.

Blaine's touch was a very sobering feeling for Kurt because it was giving him something else to be drunk on. He moaned into Blaine's mouth when he felt him take hold of his hips. "I love these," Blaine rasped into Kurt's ear. He pressed his entire body up against the fragile boy and ground his growing arousal into Kurt's. "What do you want me to do, My love?"

"Uhng," Kurt moaned. "Uhng. Shit." Blaine was sucking and nibbling on Kurt's neck and ear lobe, while grasping his firm, round ass.

"What was that, my love?"

"Fuck. Touch me. I want- Ahh. I want you to touch me."

Blaine shoved a hand down Kurt's pants and palmed him through his underwear. He rubbed firmly in up and down motions. "Is this all?" he growled breathily.

"Fuck, Blaine. Ahh. Ohmygod I fucking love you."

"I love you. Is this all you want?" He continued his motions. Kurt moaned some more, finding words hard to find. He did want more, but wasn't sure how to ask. "Say it." His voice was calm and like liquid velvet. "All you have to do is ask." He grasped Kurt's cock hard. "Ask me…. I'll do it."

"Gah. Fuck. I want to be in your mouth."

"What was that my love?"

Kurt's eyes were shut tight. "Shit. Mmnn. Blow me."

"You want me to suck your dick?"

He licked his lips then clenched his teeth. "Mmhmm."

"Say it." He grasped harder.

"Ahh. I want. Fuck. Blaine, suck my dick."

"Now?" Blaine extricated Kurt's painfully hard cock and started pumping it from base to tip.

Kurt was overwhelmed with arousal and could barely form words. He put his hands on Blaine's shoulders. "Yes. God yes. Suck my dick now." He pushed Blaine down.

Blaine knew how badly he teased Kurt and dragged his arousal out. He wasted no time licking the pre-cum from the tip of Kurt's cock and Kurt's knees buckled. "Oh fuck," Kurt groaned. He kissed Kurt's length from base to head before fully enveloping him with his lips. "Uhng! Shit!"

He started slowly, taking in as much of Kurt's engorged cock as he could and dragging his lips back to release him.

Kurt's breathing was broken and jagged. He was so in love with the boy who could one moment be sweet enough to care for him as a child, then in another moment be the sexiest man who could make every part of him come undone.

In a moment of ecstasy, Kurt suddenly felt off. He heard a high pitched giggling and quickly opened his eyes. He saw Zach and one of the cheerios making out against a tree directly ahead of him. He wanted to stop Blaine so they wouldn't be seen, but didn't have the ability to do much else than what he was doing right at that moment. He was surprised that Blaine didn't hear any of the things he did. Instead, Blaine kept his hands grasping onto Kurt's ass and thrust his head back and forth along the inebriated boy's length.

Kurt was trying not to moan or make any noise for that matter, but Blaine was so fucking good at what he was doing that Kurt failed in his attempts a few times. The more silent Kurt became, the more Blaine tried to hear the precious sounds that told him he was doing a good job.

Kurt covered his face and ran his fingers through his hair as his breathing became heavier and heavier. He tried keeping his eyes open as much as possible to keep a look out, but was failing miserably. "Fuck, Blaine. You're fucking incredible." Thinking he said that a little too loud, he opened his eyes quickly to see another pair of eyes on him. He inhaled quickly and his breath caught. He held it in.

Zach was pressed up against a tree just like he was and the perky brunette he had entered the forest with was now sucking on Zach's neck. His arms were wrapped round her and he stood staring at Kurt.

Kurt was trying to place the facial expression. It wasn't disgust or even curiosity. He looked… aroused? Kurt thought. Entertained?

The girl moved back to kissing Zach's mouth and Kurt noticed Zach never closed his eyes. He kept them on Kurt.

Blaine dragged his teeth down Kurt's shaft, adding a different kind of pressure and Kurt remembered he'd been holding his breath. He exhaled a moan and wound his fingers through Blaine's curls and couldn't help bucking his hips a few times. "Oh God Blaine. I fucking love you." He made sure this was a whisper.

He looked towards Zach again in time to see him pushing the girl down to her knees and staring hungrily as the cheerio sucked his cock. Kurt became very nervous, thinking that this was wrong. Blaine was blowing him out of an act of love and lust, and another guy, whom Blaine was very jealous of, was looking in on their moment while he had his own. What happened to sweet, overly cheery Zach? This guy is different. This guy can't take his eyes off me as if he's picturing me pleasuring him instead of the girl.

Blaine picked up his speed and sucked harder until his cheeks hollowed out. He swirled his tongue and rolled it on the bottom of Kurt's ejaculatory vein the way he had the night before and he got the reward he was waiting for. Kurt moaned very loudly and his knees began to shake. "Uhng! Shit. Ahh. Fuck that's amazing." He was beginning to fold in on himself against the tree.

Kurt reach one arm above his head and around the tree as far as he could reach, hoping for more stability. "Uhng! Uhng! Blaine!" he cried out. How is it no one can hear me? "Blaine I'm- Uhng. My-Fuck-I'm gonna-" He involuntarily looked toward Zach again. His eyes hadn't moved. Zach was breathing heavy now and looked like he was about to come undone. Kurt shut his eyes tight and pitched himself forward. He let out one last moan as his warm cum shot into Blaine's mouth.

Blaine held Kurt in his mouth, softly rolling his tongue until Kurt's dick stopped throbbing and pushing out his seed. He swallowed every last drop and smiled up at Kurt as he tucked him gently back into his pants.

Kurt breathed deep to catch his breath. He cupped Blaine's face with both hands and encouraged him to stand. Instead of kissing him, he pulled him in for a hug. He held him tight, tucked his chin in the crook of Blaine's neck and looked over his shoulder. Zach must have finished around the same time Kurt did because he was already hand in hand with the cheerleader and walking back toward the party. Zach turned for a moment and looked back at Kurt. His face read something Kurt didn't recognize. It wasn't an emotion. It was a message. Kurt suddenly knew: "I won't tell if you don't."

Kurt didn't feel right. He didn't feel the electric feeling he had last night with Blaine. Instead he felt dirty. He was mad. Zach intruded on something very special. Part of him felt like it was his own fault for allowing it to happen. They were out in the open after all. He blinked back tears.

Blaine pulled back immediately, knowing something was different. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Kurt batted his eyes some more to keep from crying. "Sorry. I just- um." He threw his arms around Blaine again. "I'm really sorry."

Blaine hugged him back and rubbed his back, shushing him in an attempt to calm him. "Hey, it's okay. Just tell me what's wrong."

"I don't know! I don't feel right."

Blaine pulled back again suddenly looking nervous. "Wait, it wasn't… bad?"

"Oh no! No! It was amazing. It's me. Really, it's me. I don't know what this is. I just don't feel right. I feel… I don't know. Uncomfortable? Like I can unzip my skin and walk out of it."

"Oh, Kurt. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have made you do this out in the open. You're anxious. That's what you're feeling." He brushed his fingers through the hair around Kurt's left ear and tucked the hair back. "I'm sorry, baby. What can I do to make this better?"

He grabbed Blaine and pulled him close. Blaine kissed him on the cheek before cradling the back of Kurt's cheek. "Just hold me, please."

"Kurt this is my fault. I'm so sorry. I love you so much. Please don't feel bad."

Kurt wanted to tell him the truth, but couldn't bring himself to admit what happened between him and Zach. He knew from the beginning it was wrong, but couldn't stop looking. He wasn't turned on by Zach's looking in on them. He was uncomfortable about it from the start. Was I uncomfortable because he was watching or because he looked like he was longing for me? He didn't know. He didn't want Zach to want him. He didn't want anyone to want him, but Blaine. He'd waited so long for Blaine and now that he was his, he hated that someone comes into his life and in one day, causes a wedge between them. He ruined this… I hate him.