Chapter 2

Both men sat on Kurt's couch in a tense, almost awkward silence, not moving an inch.

"So..." Blaine turned to Kurt, looking at him dead in the eyes. r32;"You're telling me...last night I slept with little Kurt Hummel from Lima, Ohio?" He couldn't believe what had just come out of his mouth, a sentence he had never dreamt of saying.

"Blaine, I think we both can agree that I am not little by any means." Kurt had to laugh because, well, it was totally funny.

A pale blush crept on Blaine's face at Kurt's comment.

"I really don't think I can answer that statement."

"Oh come on Blaine, I was joking...kind of" he winked.

Just then, Kurt heard the door open as his roommates started to file in. Panicked, Kurt quickly grabbed Blaine's hand and pulled him off of the couch and back into his bedroom. Whilst Blaine went to sit on Kurt's bed, Kurt went into his closet and got some new clothes to change into.

Noticing what Kurt was doing, Blaine swiftly joined in; picking up the rest of his clothes that were all over the floor and putting them back on.

"Did you... maybe want to go to the small café just around the corner from here? If we stay here, we really won't be able to talk."

"Yeah sure. Sounds good" Blaine replied as he finished putting on his shirt.

Walking out into the living room, Kurt called to his roommates, saying that he would be back later. Without even thinking, Kurt took Blaine's hand in his as they walked down the street together. It felt nice; Blaine had to admit to himself.

Once in the café, Blaine grabbed a table and waited whilst Kurt went up to the counter to get them some coffee. He was so lost in thought that he didn't register Kurt until he had set the cups down and sat across from him.

"Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." Kurt smiled.

"Nah it's okay. I was um...just thinking." he confessed.

"So...it's been what? 13 years since the last time I saw you." The shorter man started as he sipped at his coffee.

"Yeah. I just can't believe it. A lot has happened since then."

For the next few hours, Kurt and Blaine stayed at the café playing catch up with each other. The weirdness from this morning seemed to have disappeared. Kurt talked about his moms passing, and how high school was just plain awful for him. He talked about his Dad and his friends. In return, Blaine filled him in on his crazy times at college and how finally he had gotten his act together and now owned a record label with some of his close friends from college.

"So you're 30 years old now, and you don't have a man waiting at home for you every night to cook you dinner, watch Disney movies with you before bed and make love to you?" Kurt questioned, smiling.

"Ha! Yeah no- none of that. I've had a few serious boyfriends but well, as you can tell from last night there is no one special person in my life." Kurt just nodded in response.

"What about you?" he asked.

"No one special; there hasn't been for a few years now. But there was only one person and well it ended badly."

Blaine just nodded and took his cup of coffee and drank some more of it. When their cups were empty, they finally made their way outside of the café.

"So listen Kurt, I really would like to go out with you for some coffee again sometime, if you would like. It's totally up to you."

Kurt leant in and kissed Blaine on the lips, leaning his forehead against his.

"I'd love to do this again sometime."

They exchanged numbers and both left in their own direction to their apartments.

0o0

For the next few weeks, the boys would get together as much as they could. Nothing sexual had occurred since that night, and to be perfectly honest it was killing Kurt. He had had a crush on Blaine Anderson since he was 8 fucking years old, and now he knew how Blaine was he wanted every single part of him. There had been many nights over the past couple of weeks where Kurt had woken up to find himself idly stroking his cock, thinking about Blaine. About how much he wished he could feel his soft lips around him, sucking him dry whilst he screamed out his name and shot his load down his throat.

Jesus this needs to stop.

The next morning, Kurt got up and went through his daily routine. Picking up his phone before he left, he saw that there was a message from Blaine.

[Blaine]: Hey! Um I was wondering if you wanted to come over tonight. I can make us dinner and we can watch a movie. If you want...you don't have to.

Kurt laughed at Blaine's tentative rambling. But he replied back.

[Kurt] Blaine...your rambling needs to stop. I would love to come over and have dinner with you. I don't have any plans for tonight I just have classes until 4pm, I can come over after that.

Pocketing the phone, Kurt walked out of his apartment with a small smile on his face and started to head towards the school where he got to sit in anticipation for the next few hours.

His pocket buzzed again.

[Blaine] Ok I'm stopping :) just give me a call when you are done and I'll come and pick you up. Sound good?

[Kurt] Perfect ;)

The time that Kurt spent at school seemed to actually go by very quickly, which made him very happy. He couldn't wait to see Blaine again. It was finally 3:45 and Kurt was walking out of the building to find Blaine standing there by his car, just looking like a hot piece of meat that Kurt wanted to stick his teeth into so badly. He could feel himself starting to get hard at the mere sight of him, although it was neither the time not the place. He made his way quickly to the car, Blaine opening the door for him and shutting it once Kurt was in.

The ride to Blaine's was short and sweet.

Blaine had a small one bedroom apartment and although nice, was in serious need of some TLC.

"Blaine you need to let me decorate this apartment, it's so empty." Kurt sighed.

"Yeah I know, it's just with my job I'm not really here all the time and I guess it's just never got done. "

"Well, on one of my school vacations I'm turning this place into something fantastic." Kurt giggled.

Blaine smiled and walked over to Kurt, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"You're so cute when you giggle, you always have been."

Blaine leaned in for a kiss and Kurt was more than willing to return it. He had been dreaming about something like this ever since the first time it had happened. Kurt sighed into the kiss and tilted his head to deepen it. Cupping Kurt's face, he swiped his tongue on Kurt's bottom lip, asking for entrance, and once inside they fought for dominance. They couldn't get enough of each other. They were like animals and pretty soon, they were ripping each other's clothes off.

"Fuck Blaine, you're so hot. I want you so bad" Kurt whimpered, pushing him onto the couch and straddling his lap as he continued to kiss him.

"Shit... how do you want me baby?" Blaine replied breathlessly, Kurt shivering at the pet name.

"Mm...I want to ride you right here on your couch. Is that okay?"

"That's fucking perfect." Blaine choked out.

Kurt hopped off of Blaine and went into his bag, grabbing a small bottle of lube and walking back to Blaine, straddling him again. He didn't waste time once the cold liquid was in his hand as he pushed two fingers inside of himself, whilst Blaine rubbed circles into his hips with his thumbs. When Kurt was ready for Blaine, Kurt took the lube again and spread it on Blaine's dick, slicking it up. He lifted his ass up and lined it up with Blaine, slowly pushing down until Blaine was 100% inside of Kurt. They both had to shut their eyes at the sheer intensity. The pleasure was too much and they needed a second or neither of them would be lasting that long tonight.

Kurt leant forward and placed small kisses on Blaine's collarbone as he lifted himself up and thrust back down hard.

"Oh god Kurt. You feel so good. So t-tight and perfect." He moaned into Kurt's shoulder.

Kurt placed a hand on each side of Blaine's shoulders and continued to thrust harder as he went along, making sure to hit his prostate every single time.

"Shit Blaine, I feel so full. Your cock is so big, I dream about it pretty much every night and I come so hard in my pants because of it. Fuck Blaine do you understand what you do to me?"

Blaine didn't respond, favoring to take Kurt's hard cock in his hand instead and stroking him fast.

"Blaine, I'm going to come... don't stop, please don't stop...Fuckkk"

Kurt spilled over Blaine's hand a few strokes later and when Kurt clenched down on Blaine's cock, it sent Blaine over the edge as well, releasing his hot seed inside of Kurt.

Kurt moaned at the feeling of Blaine actually coming inside of him no condom. It felt so good.

Blaine moved Kurt off of him, giving him a lingering kiss on the mouth before making his way to the bathroom for a towel. Blaine cleaned them both up and gabbed a pair of sweat pants for the both of them.

They made their way into the kitchen and made dinner together. Blaine made his famous Chicken Alfredo and Kurt moaned at every single bite he took. By the time Blaine was done and clearing the table, he had a boner all thanks to Kurt and his obscene mouth.

And Kurt, generous as ever, noticed Blaine's problem and got down on his knees and sucked him off right there in his kitchen.

When they finally did make their way back to the living room, they popped in a movie and watched The Little Mermaid for old times' sake.