"No, Kurt, wait," Rachel said, tugging on his arm. He turned back around and looked at Blaine skeptically. "Please? I've always wanted to have a three-way, and this doesn't make you gay." Rachel paused, fighting off every urge to break out into The Lonely Island's infamous song. "It's not like you're going to have sex with him. You two are going to share me. Comon' please?"

Kurt looked away from them. He was already half-hard from seeing Rachel in her sexy little outfit and why pass up a good lay?

"Okay," he mumbled.

Rachel clapped her hands together in excitement then busied herself with stripping Kurt as fast as humanly possible. Kurt and Blaine glared at the other while she kissed Kurt's torso, trying to make him more interested. It was working, but gradually.

She eventually pushed him forcefully onto the bed, naked, then yanked off Blaine's boxers. The two men made sure to keep at least a foot between them on the queen-sized bed that Rachel had gotten from her dads for her 16th birthday. She settled herself in that gap and lazily stroked at both of their wavering erections.

"So boys, what do you want to do first?" she asked throatily.

Both just groaned in response as she stroked their erections into full hardness.

"Whatever is good with you and pretty-boy is good with me," Blaine said.

"I'm not 'pretty,' I'm just good looking and have a great moisturizer that I am secure enough to admit that I use," Kurt spat.

"You are kinda pretty, Kurt," Rachel said.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Ever heard of a spit-roast?"

Rachel took her hands off their dicks for a moment to clap her hands. "Excellent idea, Kurt!"

"And before you ask, dapper-prude, a spit-roast is when two guys take a girl from both ends. I know they don't teach you that at fags academy."

"Shut up, Hummel," Blaine sneered.

"Boys, boys, calm down, or else you two aren't gunna get anything. Here, have something to drink," she said, sliding off the bed and tossing them a bottle of vodka. They both took long sips, then Rachel took one as well. As they drank, Blaine tried not to stare at Kurt's dick or compare sizes. Kurt grinned through when he saw Blaine's uncomfortableness and stared pointedly at the others boy's dick, reveling in the fact that he was a bit longer than the hobbit's... though for his size he was extremely well endowed.

"Who gets the condom?" Kurt asked, taking a second swig.

"That would be me," Blaine said pointedly, reaching for the bottle.

Kurt gave Blaine the bottle then leaned over Rachel to drag his nose down her collar and into her cleavage, gnawing at the thin material of her bra until it snapped open, her breasts falling out of it. He moved down to her panties and slid them down with his teeth, then walked over to his jeans and putting them in his back pocket.

Rachel got on all fours, waiting for the boys to take their positions. "Comon!" She groaned. "At least pretend to be into it! I'm so fucking horny right now and you two are taking forever to do anything!"

Blaine crawled over to her and placed down kisses down her back as he lined his condom-clad dick against her opening, pumping himself a few times while he waited for Kurt.

Kurt kissed Rachel's forehead and down to her lips before kneeling, like Blaine was, in front of her face. He stroked her hair as she licked the sides of his erection, wanting it fully hard before she sucked it.

"Ready?" Blaine asked her softly.

"Good lord, are you some kind of pansy?" Kurt asked. "'Are you ready?'" he mimicked. "This is worse than counting down."

Blaine frowned at Kurt, then thrust balls-deep into Rachel in one smooth thrust. Rachel gasped loudly, breathing onto Kurt's dick and Kurt took the liberty of nudging himself past her lips. She took the hint and eagerly began sucking on the head, teasing him for what was yet to come. Blaine began thrusting at a steady pace making Rachel gradually inch forward and soon she had taken all of Kurt into her mouth. Kurt strained to keep still, not wanting to choke her because of Blaine's increasingly faster movements. Kurt felt saliva dripping from Rachel's mouth down his thighs making him fist his hand into her hair. Blaine grunted and reached down to press against Rachel's clit while he held back his own climbing orgasm. He refused to climax before Kurt did.

Kurt's eyes fluttered shut and he let Rachel work him over. The wonderful sound of skin-slapping against skin and the constant noise of Rachel's loud, wet sucking made his dick twitch in her mouth. The warm heat suddenly went away and he opened his eyes just in time to see Rachel growl, "Fuck my face, Hummel," lips red and puffy.

All too eager to, he started twitching his hips forward, letting her adjust, then began full-on thrusting into her. He tried to match Blaine's pace so that Rachel would kind of rock forward into both of them, but she had other ideas and stilled her body so that they would simultaneously thrust and pull out of her. She groaned around Kurt and he was ready to cum, but then he noticed that Blaine was obviously holding back. Kurt noticed on the taunt restrain on Blaine's ab muscles and how his chest was heaving as he tried to control his breathing. He soon realized that he wanted to be the last to orgasm. Kurt smirked, conveying to Blaine that he was on to his little game. The smirk on Kurt's face wavered a bit when he couldn't help but stare at Blaine's wonderfully sculpted body. His dick twitched in Rachel's mouth, but he wrote that off as him straining against his will to cum.

"I've got all day, Anderson," Kurt said with a new smirk.

Blaine ignored the way Kurt actually looked really sexy and cute when he smirked. Blaine mentally slapped himself, blaming that random and unexpected thought on the heat of the moment.

"Me too," Blaine said, thrusting roughly into his girlfriend to further obliviate that earlier thought.

"I-I don't!" Rachel practically screamed around Kurt. Then she did scream and climaxed, Blaine driving into her to help her through it.

She collapsed onto the bed, stars in her eyes. Once she had a moment to come down though, she instantly noticed the two erections that still laid before her.

"Neither of you came?" she asked between breaths. "Good, cause I'm ready for more," she giggled drunkenly.

"Sure!" Kurt said, kissing her on her swollen lips.

She grabbed his face. "I want you to take me up the ass," she breathed in his ear, licking the shell.

He forced himself not to cum at the mere mention and instead pushed Blaine away so he could press a finger into her ass, knowing he needed to stretch her out first. He and Santana had done that twice and he secretly loved how tight a girl's ass was compared to her vagina. "Do you have some lube though?" he asked. "Or else this can end very badly."

"I have two gay dads, what do you think?" she snarled, already extremely turned on and ready to go again. She reached over Kurt, her nipples grazing against his chest, and pulled out a full bottle of lube from her bed stand.

He took it and slathered a large amount onto his fingers, then massaged between her ass cheeks, needing her to relax first despite his ranging hard on that was just begging to be put in her tight ass. He finally felt the tension leave from her body a bit and he pushed a finger in, suddenly two-knuckles deep. He looked at her and she bit her lip again, making precum dribble down and around his dick from how bad he wanted her.

"I may or may not have stretched myself out a bit before you two came here."

Kurt's eyes seemed to bug out of his head and he pressed in three fingers all at once, making her moan in pleasure.

"I'm ready, I'm ready," she panted. Kurt was not convinced through and added his pinkie before spreading his fingers out to give her a full stretch.

"Fuck me!" she commanded.

Blaine laid down on the bed and Rachel climbed on top of him, straddling his legs, then sinking onto his dick. She whimpered and lifted herself up and down on him three times before leaning forward and gripping her ass cheeks, spreading them apart. Kurt leaned over her, pressing her into Blaine and making her loose her breath.

"You like spreading yourself open for me, don't you. Hm? You little slut?" he whispered into her ear, then bit on her shoulder. He lifted off of her and she inhaled, trying to fill her lungs again. She buried her face into the pillow beside Blaine's head and waited for Kurt, Blaine letting his hips twitch up every few seconds. Kurt entered her slowly, afraid of hurting her, but this was clearly not her first time taking it up where the sun don't shine. He thrust once and suddenly she was moaning like a whore again. Kurt wondered if she was playing it up, but then Blaine was fully thrusting too and Kurt matched his pace.

The two men held Rachel between them, both thrusting in and out at the same time. Kurt's entire body shivered when he felt Blaine's rock-hard cock drag against his, inside Rachel's body.

Kurt knew he wasn't going to win this contest of who could last longer and was about to cum just as he focused on Blaine's sweaty face. His super dark eyelashes fanned out on his cheeks, sweat pouring down his face. His full lips were parted and suddenly those big beautiful eyes opened again.

Blaine stared up at Kurt, a pretty-boy who he had always seen so put together, and now he was falling apart on top of him, his fair body flushed to his toes, and his defined body straining.

All these thoughts passed through their minds simultaneously within a fraction of a second.

And then they were kissing.

Rachel's face was still buried in the pillow so she had no idea of what was happening, but suddenly Kurt and Blaine's lips met and a thousand fireworks seemed to flash behind their eyes. They came at the exact same moment, groaning into each others mouths and deepening the kiss and adding a sloppy amount of tongue. Kurt forced himself not to black out from how amazing kissing Blaine coupled with his orgasm was, and Blaine was secretly fighting the same battle.

Kurt hissed when Rachel clenched too tight around his softening cock and came as well, oblivious to what had just happened. The men broke the contact of their lips and they stared at each other for a few seconds more before scrambling apart, Blaine gently pushing Rachel off him.

"You two are gods! Gods!" Rachel sighed, spreading her entire body over the bed.

She squirmed as she felt Kurt's cum seeping out her ass and she curled a finger towards her. "Hey Kurt, you want to clean up your mess?"

Kurt ran around the room grabbing his clothes and forcing them on, ripping his shirt in the process, but he barely registered that, his mind was occupied with a more prominent issue. "Um, that sounds great Rachel, but I uh, just remembered I have something to do at my Dad's shop and I gotta go. It was fun, thanks." He ran over and pecked her on the lips, then looked up at Blaine. Blaine seemed to be frozen in shock and Kurt would have been too if his legs weren't on autopilot and dragging him out the door.

"And uh, bye. B-blaine."

Kurt drove home quickly, never releasing his foot from the gas pedal, and squealed into his driveway, leaving a dark skid mark near the mailbox. He ripped the keys from the ignition then laid his forehead on the steering wheel.

What the hell just happened.