They got to the bar and were served drinks immediately. Blaine and Kurt were at first taken aback by the men in drag, but soon became comfortable with their surroundings because no one thought anything of any of the people there. Rachel was hit on by another guy when he thought she was in drag. Instead of getting upset, Finn just put his arm around her and they continued to drink.

“I can’t believe that guy thought I was a guy dressed as a girl.” Rachel was so upset. The guys minus Blaine and Kurt were not drinking too much. They didn’t want to accidentally get hit on and not know it.

“Rachel, you’re beautiful. You should be happy that they hit on you. They thought you were attractive and you are.” Finn kissed her on the head.

“What are we doing here again?” Wes asked the group.

“We are here to support Blaine and Kurt, remember?” Puck was first to answer. “Where are they anyway?”

“I have no idea Puck. And again, I have no idea why I’m here. I’m not even gay.”

Puck laughed at that statement. “First of all Wes, you carry around that gavel with an unhealthy attachment. Second, we are here for Blaine and Kurt. Third, if you say it again, I will hit on you myself.”

“Crap. Wes, David, Puck. They are over there with those guys. They look drunk and hit on.” Finn always wanted to protect them. Burt always made him promise and he had become accustomed to watching over both boys now. “We need to save them.”

“Dude, we are in a gay bar. They are gay. I don’t think they want to be saved.” Puck was flustered yet followed. “This is like their mother ship if you haven’t noticed it.” Sure enough, Puck was right. Blaine and Kurt were dancing with a bunch of guys they just met. They were drinking and they seemed the most free they have ever been.

Soon enough the boys approached their friends. “Finn, guys. These guys are awesome. This is James, Laurent, Michael and Thomas.” Blaine was drunk.

“How much did you guys have to drink?”

Kurt was laughing out of control. “I have no idea.”

One of the new friends spoke up. “I just ordered some shots for us. This would be 3, I think.”

“Finn. There’s going to be a drag show in a minute. She’s going to sing! It will be awesome.” Blaine was too chatty as a drunk.

“Okay Blaine, we’ll stay just till the show is over.” Finn looked questioning at Wes. “Right?”

Wes agreed. “Yeah. Let them have fun. They never get to. They’re lucky to have us, aren’t they? Let’s sit.”

Wes found a table for all of them and they just sat and talked about songs and music and the difference between schools. The drag show started. A Cher look alike came out and was singing and followed it with a little dancing and got a few people to join him. Next thing you know Blaine, Kurt and two of their new friends were there singing and dancing.

“Camera! Someone!” Finn was yelling and his hand was reaching out. “Rachel produced the camera and got a picture of them dancing and singing on stage.” They were a drunken mess, but they still sounded good. Rachel smiled at Finn. They both seemed so at ease and accepted. It was getting late so Wes started to get everyone gathered up.

“Hey, someone told us we have to hit the Sainte Jaques Quartier.” Blaine slurred it all out. There are some bars there that we need to see.

Puck returned the answer. “Blaine there are some eyelids that I need to see tonight.”

“Blaine, we need to leave early in morning. We will be going to Calais and then from there to London. The trip is almost over kids.” Wes reminded them that they were close to finishing the trip this year.

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The bars proved to be a bit much for Blaine and Kurt. They had definitely found a comfortable place where they could be themselves and Gay and out and proud. So proud that everyone was toasting them and bunches of guys were buying them drinks. They were both drunker than anyone had ever seen them.

The group walked along the street trying to guide their two drunk friends back to the hotel. “Puck, you are the most awesome dude. You are strong and cool. Well, except for that hair.” Kurt batted at the top of Puck’s head. “What is that anyway? Who told you it was cool. You look like a chia pet that got in a fight with a lawn mower.” He reached for Weses hair. “Now that is hair. He keeps it real and so does David. At least he keeps it nice and tight.” Blaine looked at Kurt. Kurt burst into a huge belly laugh. “Not like that honey, though he probably is.”

David was a little buzzed, but not too much. “Shut up you guys. You are going to be so embarrassed when you wake up in the morning. We should be videotaping this. Where is Blaine’s flip.”

“I have it. I think I will video myself.” Blaine and Kurt were kissing and smiling into the video. Then Blaine turned to Kurt. He was a couple conversations behind. “Honey, you are so right, Pucks hair is a big mess, but his arm muscles are totally hot aren’t they?” Kurt nodded his head in huge motions. “I happen to really like Finn’s height.” Blaine was standing next to Finn trying to jump up to get close to his height. Finn took the video camera from Blaine and started to video laughing the entire time.

“Oh. Baby stop it, you’re going to fall over and hurt yourself.” Kurt laughed really loud falling into Blaine. That turned into kissing… A LOT of kissing.

Blaine backed away from the kiss first because he had something to say. “I have something to share! Hey, listen up everyone! Kurt is the best kisser.” Blaine turned to Kurt who was giving him adorable puppy eyes. “You are the best kisser Honey. I love your lips and your tongue. You taste so good. All of you taste like a candy shop. Your co….”

“Whoa! Stop right there.” Finn interrupted them. “We don’t need to know what else tastes good boys.” Video was rolling.

“Remember when I thought Finn was hot?” Kurt was laughing and crying at the same time. “Finn, you are no fun. Live a little BIG Brother. Are you Big by the way? I was just wondering because you’re tall and I know how big Blaine is and he’s short and.”

Wes took over now. “Okay Back to the hotel now.” He and Finn started to herd the boys with Puck.

“I didn’t know you then, but you told me about you liking Finn. I thought the Jolly Green Giant guy. You think he’s hot?” Blaine was stumbling over to Kurt. “I love you. You know that?”

“Blainey Bear. I love you too!” Kurt hugged Blaine and grabbed his ass.

“Hey. Not in front of…. These guys. Later Baby.” Blaine tried to wink but when he closed his eyes he fell into Finn who stood him back up.

“Guys, come on. We need to get you guys back to your room.” Finn was trying to be responsible. “Rachel, what are we going to do with them?”

“Maybe I should have Lauren pick up the hobbit and you and me can carry Queenie.” Puck stood almost embarrassed. “We need to get them out of the street. People are starting to stare.”

Rachel was frustrated because no decisions were being made. “They’re staring because they see 2 drunk, cute gay men that they want to take home to their beds. Now, if we are leaving, let’s go.” Rachel had her hands on her hips tapping her foot. She barked the orders in frustration. “Wes and David. You guys need to guide Blaine and Finn and Puck get Kurt. Let’s keep moving.” Wes and David were hoping to stay out of sight for fear or Blaine and Kurt’s drunken mess.

“Wes! Wes! Dude. That gavel. Do you sleep with it Wes?” Blaine was screaming. “What would happen if you lost your gavel?”

David responded for him. “He would cry for weeks.”

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Standing in the room it was past 11:00 and room check had not yet happened. Rachel and Lauren went to their rooms for curfew. All the boys were here with Kurt and Blaine sitting on the bed next to each other holding hands. Their heads were hanging. They reeked of alcohol. Mr. Shue finally made it to their room to see Finn standing over them. “How am I supposed to watch over you guys if you can’t control yourselves?” It struck Mr. Shue as comical and he started laughing. This was Finn. Finn Hudson, quarterback, lecturing them.

“Uh, Finn, guys, what did you guys do?”

“Mr. Shue, they drank too much. We took them to a gay bar.”

He was a bit shocked. “All you guys took them to a gay bar.”

“Yeah and Lauren and Rachel too. Anyway, they were kind of having fun so we kind of let them.”

Wes jumped into the conversation. “Mr. Shue, since they never really feel like they belong in most places, they were so comfortable and they were having fun, so we let them.”

Mr. Shue understood. “After all, it was really thoughtful.”

Kurt shot up. “I think I’m going to throw up.” He went running to the bathroom and Blaine fell over on his back. Finn followed Kurt into the bathroom.

Puck looked at Mr. Shue. “Maybe me and Finn should stay in here tonight. They aren’t doing too well right now.”

“I think that’s a good idea. Wes, you and David go on to your rooms. If you see Mr. Royce, tell him I will be by to explain.”

“False alarm.” Kurt proudly exited the bathroom.

Kurt laid down on the second bed in the room face first and was out. Mr. Shue shook his his head and left the room.

“I don’t want to sleep with Kurt. Maybe you should sleep with Kurt and I’ll sleep with Blaine. I just don’t want either of them to puke in their sleep and choke to death.”

“Finn, this sucks. I want you to know that I am only doing this for you. Crap. I guess I am doing this for them too.”

Finn moved Blaine on his side and pushed his back up against Blaine to keep him on his side and then Puck matched with Kurt. All four boys went to sleep back to back in their clothes under covers.

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“Hey Baby. My head is pounding.” Blaine was wrapped around Kurt, who was oddly larger than usual. Blaine thought in his head. I am still wearing my clothes and so is Kurt. Too big to be Kurt. Blaine opened his eyes to see his arms wrapped around Finn and his leg entwined with Finns. “Finn!!! What the hell!”

“Oh my God.” Finn jumped out of bed. “You scared the shit out of me.”

“Where’s Kurt?” Finn pointed with a giggle and a smile. Puck had his arms wrapped around Kurt nuzzling into Kurt’s hair. Blaine got up and walked over. “Kurt. Wake up.”

“Don’t want to wake up. Warm here and my head hurts.” He was so cute.

“Kurt open your eyes.” Kurt opened his eyes to see Blaine standing in front of him. Wait a minute. You’re Blaine. Who is nuzzling into my hair?”

“Baby, your hair smells so nice.” Puck was dreaming and nuzzling into Kurt’s hair.

“Ahhh. Puck, wake up and, oh my God, you’re touching my hair!” Kurt was suddenly wide awake. “What the hell? My head hurts.”

Blaine was cracking up, he could barely hold in his laughter. “Come here Kurt.” Blaine stretched his arms out to Kurt urging him into them. “I think we must have had too much to drink.” He kissed Kurt’s temple and brushed his hair back. Blaine was the only person besides Kurt that was permitted to touch his hair. “My head is pounding.”

“Me too!” Kurt turned to his brother. “Finn, why did you let us drink so much?”

“Kurt. You guys were having so much fun, we couldn’t stop you.” Finn scratched his head because that wasn’t exactly what he meant. “We didn’t want to stop you guys.”

“That makes no sense at all. Noah help me out here.”

“Well, what Finn means is that you guys usually have it so tough? You know, being gay and all. You can never let loose and have fun. You guys were having so much fun that none of us wanted to stop either of you.”

When it was put that way, Kurt felt bad for yelling at Finn. “Sorry I yelled at you Finn. That was really thoughtful of you.”

“Yeah.. I think we did have fun.” Blaine laughed. “Until I woke up with my legs entwined with Finn.” Kurt glared at him.

“You couldn’t tell the difference between me and Finn?”

“Kurt, I was sleeping.” Blaine grabbed his hands and kissed his palms. “Let’s go shower.”

Finn turned to leave. “This is definitely my cue to leave. Dude, showering with my brother. There should be some rule against telling me that you guys are going to shower together.”

“Finn, you can be such a prude sometimes. We are actually going to shower. It’s not like a code word for something else like sex.” Kurt emphasized the word sex when he said it.

“Ewww.. Please. You’re my brother and my brother does not have sex. I’m leaving.”

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Kurt and Blaine stood in the shower with their heads pounding. “Do you remember any of last night?” Kurt tried and tried in his head. “How much did we actually drink, I wonder.”

“Baby, I can’t remember anything except for getting to the bar and then all the men in drag. I remember meeting a bunch of guys and doing shots with them.” Blaine thought to himself. Were they drugged? He doubted that they were drugged since they were actually functioning this morning.

“Okay, so all we can remember is going from doing shots with strangers to waking up with Puck smelling my hair?”

“You forgot the part of me spooning you brother.” Kurt cringed at the sound. “Let’s forget about it for now. I have a gorgeous man in front of me that I didn’t get to kiss last night and I need to make up for that.”

Kurt leaned in and kissed Blaine nipping at his upper lip. The pounding in his head was enough to not ever drink again. It never seemed to end well. Kurt took a firm hold of Blaine cock hoping that this was okay. “I’m going to make your headache go away, Sweetie.” Kurt gently stroked Blaine while dipping his tongue into his mouth to taste his boyfriend. “God, I could kiss you all day and still not get enough.” What seemed to be enough was his hands on Blaine. “My head is pounding too much to do more than this baby.”

“There is nothing better than your hands on me anywhere Kurt. I just love to feel your touch.” Kurt sped up his actions at the confession that Blaine never needed more than Kurt to touch him. Blaine was lost in the sensation of Kurt’s hand on him. He was already in another world. Kurt took his own cock and Blaine’s in his hands and stroked them both together. “Uhnngh. Oh Kurt. This feels so good. I can feel your cock against mine and OHHHHHH.” The sensation of them rubbing up against each other and Kurt’s hand and he came all over Kurt’s hand and Kurt’s cock. Kurt continued to stroke Blaine through his orgasm and next thing he knew, He was also coming.

“Blaine. Your face when you come. God.. I love it.”

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They loaded everyone on the bus as they checked out of the hotel and head to the Atomium for the entire morning before driving to Calais for the ferry to Dover. Though the tunnel existed and they could drive, taking the ferry was more conventional and it gave the teams time to unwind.