Chapter 8:

Later that morning while was sitting in Kurt's kitchen watching him make breakfast, I got a phone call from Wes.

"Hello."

"Blaine, dude, where are you? I was waiting for you to get back last night, but you were a no show. I was starting to think Kurt kidnapped you or something." His observations weren't that far from true.

"Oh sorry I didn't call. Last night was a crazy night."

"I bet."

"Not like that, okay kind of like that, but Kurt asked me to stay over, and it's not like I was gonna refuse my hot boyfriend." I saw Kurt by the stove smirk at this.

"Wow congrats man! He sure is one fine piece of ass. I know if I were gay I would totally tap that."

"Too bad he's mine."

"Do you know when you'll be back at Dalton, a couple of the boys and I were gonna grab a bite to eat tonight, if you wanted to go. If not I'm sure Kurt would be more than happy to suck your face all night."

"You are never ending are you Wes, but sure I'll grab a bite to eat with you guys." Kurt chose that moment to come up behind me and started peppering kisses on my neck.

"Ugh Kurt, I'm kind of on the phone," I said.

"Then get off the phone because 1 your breakfast is getting cold, and 2 as soon as your done breakfast, I'm gonna make you come so hard baby."

"Yeah Wes I gotta go." I said a key higher than usual.

"Fine go make out with your boyfriend, and leave me all alone."

"Gah Kurt. Okay bye Wes, see you soon."

"Bye lover boy." Kurt ripped the phone out of my hand and hit end. He pushed me against the countertop and kissed me with so much force. He ran his tongue across my bottom lip and begged for entrance. We fought for dominance, but he won. He put his leg in between my thigh, and pushed up on my now growing erection.

"Not here," I whispered in his ear. He understood what I meant, and lead the way to the bedroom upstairs.

"Too many clothes," he said and started to remove layers. He ripped my shirt right off my chest. I felt a shiver go down my chest from the sudden exposure to cold air. I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. Trying to undo his buttons was really hard because of the things Kurt was doing with his tongue. Once I got his shirt off he flipped us so I was on the bottom. He started to kiss his way down my chest, sucking on my nipple which in return made me throw my head back, and emit a scream. All of a sudden I felt him playing with the button on my jeans. He stopped and looked at me for approval. I nodded my head desperate for more friction. He pulled down the zipper and asked me to lift up so he could remove my pants leaving me in my boxers.

In one big swish he had my boxers off leaving me feeling utterly naked. He stared at it for so long that I started to get worried. Finally after what seemed like minutes of his staring, he grabs me and starts with slow, long stokes, and drags his thumb over the head. I let out another groan because God it felt good. I grab him by the back of his neck and pull him into a fierce kiss. By now I was hard as a rock, with Kurt massaging my balls. I could feel that same familiar clench in my gut and I knew I was close.

"Close," I moaned. Kurt started to speed up his strokes. "Faster…. Harder… Kur…." And I came with a shout. He continued to stroke me through it. I pulled him in for another kiss, and we kissed until our lips were bright red, and swollen.

We laid there, legs and arms wrapped around each other. My come was sticky between our chests. Kurt got up and got us a towel from the bathroom.

"Thank you," I said. I realized that Kurt still had his pants on, and that he didn't come yet. So I went to go for the zipper on his pants, but he stopped me.

"No," he said. "Today was about you. You can do me some other time." He wiped the come off our stomachs and threw the towel towards the bathroom. "So much for breakfast," he said. My stomach growled signaling that I still hadn't eaten yet.

"How 'bout some breakfast," I said, totally forgetting that he's a vampire, and that he doesn't eat human food.

"Blaine aren't you forgetting something. I'm a vampire remember?"

"Yeah I remembered." All of sudden my phone starting ringing. Perfect timing.

"Hello."

"Hi honey."

"Mom?"

"Hi Blaine. How are you?"

"Hi mom. I'm great! I got a boyfriend. His name is Kurt. He is the boy I told you about. The one that I met while I was walking back from the pizza place."

"That's great Blaine. I'm so proud of you. I was calling to ask if you would like to come to dinner with your father and I. You should bring Kurt. We would love to meet him."

"Okay mom, I'll ask him. I love you mom."

"I love you too Blaine, I'll see you at 6."

"Okay, see you then."

One thing to know about my parents is that they were awesome. They were rich, and they accepted me being gay. I am the second child, with an older brother Cooper, who is 31 with a wife and son.

"Your parents call at the best times."

"I know. Now how about I go eat that breakfast you made for me."

"Yeah, go eat my wonderful food."

"Oh Kurt. My parents want you to come with me to dinner tonight at six. Will you come?"

"Do you want me to come?"

"Of course I do. You're my sexy boyfriend." I planted a kiss on his lips. "So you'll come?"

"Fine."

"Great!" I gave him another quick kiss. "Make sure you wear something nice." Kurt gave me the bitch glare. "I'm joking you always look hot. So hot, trying to not get a boner every minute of the day is a real challenge." He gave me another chaste kiss.

"Flattery will get you everywhere. No go eat your breakfast. It's already cold."