Blaine moaned brokenly and arched his hips up higher to make it easier for Kurt to hit his prostate. Theyd been at this for some time now and Blaine just wanted to come, though it seemed like Kurt had other ideas. Every time he got close or felt Blaine tightening around him, a clear sign that he was this close to coming, hed slow down, intentionally avoid the spot inside Blaine that would tip him over the edge, and just grind a little, just to keep them both on the brink of orgasm. But never enough.

Blaine was slowly going insane because of it.

His cock was dripping copious amounts of pre-come onto the bed covers and he wanted nothing more than to rut against them until he came his brains out. But Kurt apparently didnt much like Blaines plan, if the way he stopped moving completely was any indication. He grabbed Blaines erection and squeezed hard at the base to stave off his orgasm and then began slowly moving in and out of him again, all the while holding Blaine in a tight grip. 

So, he succumbed and subjected himself to some more torture. The good kind. And who was he kidding? He absolutely loved it.

Kurts own moans got increasingly louder and he started slamming into Blaines body as if his hips had a mind of their own and Blaine was sure that hed come this time around and spurt deep inside him but no such luck.

Just before he reached his release he slowed down once again and tightened his grip around Blaines erection. He leaned down until they were touching everywhere, Kurts chest to Blaines back, and started kissing Blaines neck. 

Blaine turned his head and fused their lips together, moaning into Kurts mouth and sucking on his tongue. Kurt was still buried deep inside him, big and hard and throbbing and Blaine started grinding back against him in an attempt to get him to move his hips. He felt Kurts cock shift inside him and groaned a little at the sensation. He loved how big Kurt was, how he filled his ass completely, so much that he wasnt sure he could take anymore.

Kurt, obviously understanding what Blaine wanted, shifted until he was in his previous position again and placed his hands back on Blaines hips. He gasped a little when he noticed the bruises adorning his lovely skin and realized that he was the one that put them there. He was about to apologize for being so rough when Blaine emitted a desperate sound, a mix between a breathy wine and a deep groan, and humped back harder.

"Come on, Kurt, fuck me!" he pleaded. "Please!" 

So Kurt just gripped him tighter, a hand on either side and trusting Blaine to refrain from rutting against the bed, and started pounding, literally pounding, him into the mattress.

Blaine went positively wild beneath him, shoving his hips back with every thrust forward from Kurt to get him to penetrate deeper, Kurts hipbones digging into the supple flesh of his ass, which would undoubtedly leave bruises to add to the ones on his hips.

He kept writhing on Kurts cock, upsetting their rhythm and paying no heed to how desperate he must be looking, fucking back like that and letting out a continuous stream of swear words.

Truth is, he loved when Kurt fucked him bare. He loved how close to his boyfriend it made him feel when there was no condom between flesh, separating them, and he loved that he could feel the ridges and veins in Kurts cock, though he wasnt sure if he was imagining that or not.

But what he loved the most was the feeling of Kurts warm come filling his ass, making him so wet inside, how he could feel Kurt jerking inside of him while he shot his load. And there was always so much of it. 

While Blaine himself wasnt on the small side, Kurts dick was <i>huge</i>, as were his balls, and he always came a lot, making a mess of his ass. Which was the reason why they rarely did this, fucking bareback. While they agreed that it was hot, neither were a fan of the post-orgasm clean up, Kurt even less so than Blaine and using condoms just made it easier.

Kurt was getting close now, Blaine could tell by the way the grip on his hips tightened and he lost all semblance of rhythm, just frantically fucking into him and occasionally hitting his prostate, making pleasure spark in Blaine.

One of Kurts hands left its place on Blaines hip and traveled down, his long fingers encircling Blaines weeping erection and stroking with not quite measured movements, but it was good enough to make Blaine scream out his release only moments later.

Kurt fucked him through it and Blaine was starting to become over-sensitive when Kurt stilled behind him and practically howled. He was perfectly still except for the little rocking motions his hips made while he rode out his mind-blowing orgasm. 

Blaines dick made a valiant attempt to get hard again when he felt Kurts come flood his insides, twitching painfully, but he knew that he couldnt go again so soon after coming and he doubted that Kurt could either. 

Exhaustion made Kurt slump down over Blaine, making him support their combined weight on his forearms until they gave out and both collapsed on the bed. Blaine made a disgusted sound when he landed in his own drying come and tried to shift to a dry spot but soon gave up when it became clear that Kurt had no intention to let him move.

With a hand on Blaines back, holding him down when he made a motion to get up, Kurt lifted himself off of Blaines body and pulled his softening cock out of Blaines ass.