A gasp echoed the bathroom.

Kurt and Blaine froze in their positions, eyes going wide as they pulled back from each others lips and exchanged horrified looks. There was an eerie silence as the gasp dissolved into the muggy air of the mens room, and turned into empty air. Both their facial expressions told that neither Kurt or Blaine were looking forward to the next moment. They turned their heads slowly towards the entrance of the bathroom, both boys hesitant and terrified to be turned in by the person who had entered and taken to the school's council immediately for inappropriate acts between a student and teacher during educational hours.

Their eyes found the doorway to the bathroom, and Kurt frowned deeply as he gripped onto Blaine tighter and turned to whisper. "Wha...there's nobody there I don't understand..."

Blaine nodded, still staring at the doorway with a confused and yet still horrified look before he shook his head and took Kurt's hands into his own. "Maybe we both just imagined it..." He mumbled, glancing back towards the door.

Kurt nibbled on his reddened lips and leaned in to murmur. "If it was just in our heads...does that mean we can continue?"

Blaine let out a snort. "Kurt for goodness sakes our whole lives were just at stake."

"But nobody was there! Nobody saw us so we're good!"

"Kurt we're not going to risk that again, just go back to class."

Kurt stubbornly grabbed Blaine by his dress shirt and tugged him into a nearby bathroom stall, shutting the door closed and locking it. Blaine grabbed him from behind and pulled him to his chest, causing him to squeal and grab the hands that were gripping at his hips.

"You really drive me fucking insane with your stubbornness." A low voice growled in his ear. But Kurt could only grin in return and lean his head back onto Blaine's shoulder to look up at him.

"And what are you going to do about it?" He challenged.

Blaine narrowed his eyes before spinning Kurt around and slamming him against the stall's wall, his cheeks pressed into the metal while Blaine reached around him and roughly tugged his pants down with not another word, ripped his boxers down and letting his clothes pool at his ankles before Kurt could hear the jingle of Blaine's belt as he removed his own pants and underwear.

"What are you going to do to me?" Kurt breathed out, pushing his now bare ass back in a taunting way.

Blaine was not amused, though, and gave a sharp smack to the boys pale ass cheek. "Whatever the fuck I want to do, pet." He pushed Kurt's chest flat up against the wall but pulled his hips out so he was bending slightly towards Blaine, his cock hanging hard and untouched, Blaine grabbed it by the base and squeezed roughly. "Maybe I'll fuck that tight little ass of yours, maybe I'll spank you until you bleed and bruise then send you back to class without a single orgasm. I'll just leave that cock to throb against the seam of your jeans..."

Kurt exhaled shakily as Blaine's hand wrapped around his cock, his forehead creased and pressed onto the cool metal of the stall as he gritted out. "Please, please Sir touch me I need you..." He couldn't imagine being tortured like that, painfully hard and in incredible pain as he sat in his desk for math class and grew even more weaker with lack of attention from his dominant.

Another sharp smack.

"Sir! Please!"

Blaine released Kurt's cock and pulled him further by his waist into a bending position, his own cock and ass were bare and fully showing, and he thrusted his hips forward to grind his hard cock between the cheeks of Kurt's ass. His eyes fluttered as he gave himself friction, grinding a couple times before he felt the head press against Kurt's tight entrance, and with one glare at Kurt he placed one hand on the middle of his spine and jolted his hips forward to thrust his cock into Kurt's hole deep, stopping as the walls contracted around him.

Kurt was about to scream before Blaine's hand wrapped around his mouth, muffling the cry of pain and growling out a threat that someone would hear. Tears stung in Kurt's eyes, but it felt so incredibly amazing that even throughout the burning pain as Blaine entered him bare and roughly, he could still feel himself fill up with strength again, and his hands were planted on the wall as he pressed himself back and hissed through Blaine's hand. "Oh fuck, yes."

Blaine allowed Kurt to adjust for a moment, but just for a moment, before he pulled back until only the head of his cock remained in his entrance, and he thrusted his hips forward again swiftly, burying his cock deep inside Kurt until his curly hair at the base of his cock brushed against Kurt's creamy white cheeks. He bit down on his bottom lip to subdue the moans he was tempted to let out, and continued his pattern of thrusting. Pull out nice and slow, allow Kurt to whimper into his hand which was covering his mouth with a tight grip. He let the head remain inside before his hips would jolt forward again and push deep and sudden into Kurt. Both boys barely could contain their cries of pleasure as Blaine thrusted torturously slow and deep into Kurt, stretching out his ass and spreading his cheeks apart to watch as his thick, long cock disappeared quickly into Kurt and stretched the rim out. He was amazed and so turned on, he watched then as Kurt's eyes squeezed shut and teeth bit down on Blaine's fingers as he whimpered and gasped quietly, at one point Blaine jolted forward and pushed deep inside Kurt with a harsh push of his hips, and he barely brushed against Kurt's prostate. The boy gasped, stuttered with his breathing, and groaned incredibly loudly into his hand as tears dripped down his cheeks again and his face contorted again into pure pleasure and ecstasy.

"Shhh, come when you need to I'm...fuck I'm going to come..." Blaine whispered through clenched teeth, spreading Kurt's cheeks wider and watched intently as he started to pound his cock deeper into Kurt, his hands clenching and digging his fingers into skin as he came close to his release. He felt Kurt whimper repeatedly, his breathing fast and short as they both started to breach over the edge, and finally Blaine stilled, pulled out slow so Kurt could feel the friction of Blaine's cock sliding out of his asshole, and Blaine placed one hand on the wall in front of Kurt before he thrusted his cock incredibly hard into Kurt, and pushed the boy up against the wall with his force and out of his bending position.

"Blaine!" Kurt shrieked, biting down onto Blaine's knuckles and letting out a noise of pleasure as Blaine shook and bucked his hips erratically, spilling his come into Kurt while biting onto the smaller boys shoulder blade to muffle his cries. He could feel Kurt tremble against him as his own come spilled out onto his own thighs.

They both panted heavily, letting their breaths catch up as they rested against one another.

Blaine pulled out once he regained feeling and a normal heartbeat, and Kurt shivered as the warmth that filled him up inside was vacant. He could hear Blaine's bell jingle as he tugged his boxers and jeans and tucked back in his shirt, trying to look decent.

Kurt's eyes were drooping slightly as he tried to calm his own self down from the excitement, but his cheeks had flooded back to their original color and he felt as if he could run miles without a single breath needed. He felt arms wrap around his waist to pull his own jeans and briefs back up. Plump lips pressed to the crook of his neck and murmured against his skin quietly, "Wait one minute before you leave," before the stall door opened with a creak and footsteps strolled towards the entrance of the bathroom, one more creak of a door before it slammed shut and left Kurt in total silence.

He smiled proudly to himself for a moment, rubbing his cheek with one hand as he felt the warmth from Blaine's hand squeezing there, and followed Blaine's orders before he walked out of the bathroom and grabbed his backpack. He quickly checked to make sure that no one was waiting in the stalls, before he left the bathroom swiftly and hurried to the class he was most definitely over thirty minutes late to.

The door of the bathroom closed shut with a slam, and the atmosphere was still as the hums from the hallway filled silence. It was only minutes after Kurt had left, that one of the stall doors slowly opened, and eyes peaked from side to side of the bathroom before they stuffed a picture phone into their backpack and scurried out of the bathroom with a hood over their head to cover their face.