Dave Karofsky made his way slowly and carefully toward the choir room, peeking in to see that Mr. Shue was wrapping up the meeting. Kurt- beautiful Kurt Hummel- was sitting with an equally beautiful Blaine Anderson at the back of the class, hands clasped resting on Blaine's thigh and Blaine's thumb rubbing circles on the top of Kurt's hand.

Dave swallowed hard and thought deeply about what he was about to request. The boys on the football team said horrible things about Kurt and Blaine's sex lives and how they were 'preying' on others and turning people gay, but he became intrigued. Dave had been struggling with his sexuality for almost three years now and he had never actually tried to explore it except for kissing Kurt and a bit of fooling around with a stranger at a party. Kissing Kurt felt so good, but he knew he destroyed the boy, taking his first kiss from him. Dave felt guilt wash over him as he watched Kurt laugh at something Blaine had whispered in his ear. He had made that beautiful boy's life Hell after that then- on top of that- he put it in his head that he was going to kill him. Dave couldn't imagine the fear Kurt lived in after that, especially after all the things Dave and the other guys had done to him over the years.

Mr. Shuester opened the door and the glee kids started filing out with their respective other halves or friends, Kurt and Blaine at the back of the group. They turned and walked the opposite direction, not seeing Dave. He walked slowly behind them until he was sure no one was around.

"Hummel," he called out to him. Kurt stilled, his hand visibly clenching Blaine's tighter. Dave moved carefully toward them as they turned around.

"What do you want, Karofsky?" Blaine took him in.

Dave looked around again, making sure they were still alone, then leaned forward. "I...I want in."

Kurt quirked an eyebrow. "In what?"

"Well...I've heard about you guys...you know...basically fucking everyone in school-"

"Ok, first off, we don't fuck everyone in school...just the willing ones," Blaine straightened up a little. "Second, why the hell would you want that? You aren't gay, remember? You called my boyfriend 'lady' and 'fag' and stole his first kiss."

"I know...and I'm miserable over that," Dave heard shuffling and headed toward the empty glee room, beckoning them to come with him. Kurt looked apprehensive, and Blaine shook his head.

"I'm not gonna hurt you guys, I swear," he tried to make his eyes look as soft as possible. Kurt and Blaine exchanged a look, then followed Dave into the choir room.

"Kurt, I'm so sorry about what I did to you. The truth is...I've been trying to convince myself I wasn't gay for the past three years."

Kurt's eyebrows raised. "Really?"

Dave nodded. "I just feel like if I told anyone, people would hate me...treat me like-"

"Like you treated me?" Kurt answered for him, his body straightening and his chin raising. Blaine looked proudly at his boyfriend.

"Yeah," Dave looked down. Kurt exchanged a look with Blaine, a silent conversation happening before Dave's eyes as Kurt nodded toward Dave and Blaine, eventually,'

agreed.

Kurt walked slowly toward Dave, who took note of the way his slender hips swayed side to side. Kurt was very close to him.

"Can I try something?"

Dave swallowed then nodded. Kurt pressed his chest to Dave's, his hand sliding up the muscles there up to cup his neck. Kurt pressed a harsh kiss to Dave's lips, drawing a surprised moan from Dave's lips. He was afraid to touch Kurt- not because he didn't want to, but because his boyfriend had piercing eyes that actually shook Dave to his core and made him believe that if he inappropriately touch his boyfriend again, he would rip Dave's dick off. Kurt pulled back and looked into Dave's eyes.

"So...think you're gay now?"

Dave couldn't speak from the feeling of the air being sucked from his lungs. 'Hell yes, 120% gay, please let me fuck your ass' was what Dave wanted to say, but he couldn't respond.

Kurt studied him for a moment then backed away. "Meet us in the locker room- one hour."

Dave's cock twitched in his pants and he nodded enthusiastically. Blaine and Kurt went to leave, but not before Blaine looked back at him.

"I know this boy by now- you're in for it."

Dave sat nervously on the bench in the locker room, looking up at the set of lockers where he kissed Kurt- remembering the fear in the boy's eyes and feeling guilt bubble in his stomach again. It was 4:57 and he heard hushed voices drifting into the door. He took a deep breath as he saw the couple walk in.

"Well...I see you were serious about this," Kurt's lips played into a smirk. "We'll see about that when this is over."

Blaine shut and locked the door. Dave was amazed at how hot it was that Kurt seemed so confident and dominant. He always imagined he would be the dominant one, but the way the boy was boring his eyes into Dave, the intensity of his gaze, the flash of arousal, was something that made Dave feel like he would do absolutely anything that the boy said.

"This is how it's going to work- I have a good bit of pent-up aggression," Kurt started slipping off his tie and unbuttoning his shirt slowly, making Dave's mouth water. Blaine was watching this with hunger blazing in his own honey eyes. Dave never really looked at Blaine because the boy was...well...he was a bit intimidating without trying to be. Dave knew Blaine was very protective of Kurt, especially around him.

"I want you to understand this is only going to work one way- You do exactly what I say and you address me as sir. I think after all the humiliation you put me through, you can handle that, right?"

Dave was humming with arousal. "Y-yeah."

Kurt let out a laugh then pushed Dave by the shoulders against the locker. "Apparently you didn't understand what I said-"

"Yes sir," Dave's voice shook.

Kurt smirked at him. "That's better." Kurt stood up and moved back to Blaine. He kissed him hard on the lips, hid tongue visibly disappearing into Blaine's mouth. Blaine groaned low in his chest and it was echoed by Dave's. He had seen porn before, but it was so staged. Kurt wasn't putting on a show- he was just very good at what he did and it was driving Dave absolutely nuts. Kurt lifted Blaine's shirt over his head, revealing the lean muscle beneath it and the dark dusting of Chest hair that ran down his abs into his jeans. Dave rubbed himself through his jeans looking for much needed friction. Kurt glanced over and saw what Dave was doing. He pulled away from Blaine and picked up the tie on the floor.

"Now, now, Dave, did I say you could do that?"

"N-no, sir," Dave stammered, too overcome with lust for the pale boy. Kurt grabbed his wrists and jerked them behind his back, tying them securely.

"I didn't think I did. You're going to watch me suck off my boyfriend and then I'll deal with your insolence."

Dave moaned and rested his head back against the set of lockers behind him. Kurt threw him a wink before dropping to his knees in front of Blaine, who was panting with excitement. Kurt all but ripped off Blaine's black leather belt and tossed it onto the floor with a clink. He slipped the button open on Blaine's jeans, pulled down the zipper and slipped them down quickly, pulling Blaine's boxers with them and taking Blaine into his hand.

"Woah," Dave let slip, eying Blaine's rather large cock.

"Nice, isn't it?" Kurt looked to Dave, teasing him by licking the pre-cum away from the tip. Blaine hissed and threw his head back. "He really knows how to use it, too."

Kurt licked a line from the base all the way to the tip before taking the entire length into his mouth.

"Oh, fuck," Blaine moaned and buried his hands in Kurt's soft brown hair. Dave fought with the tie around his wrists, desperate to touch himself, but Kurt had him securely fastened. That revelation made Dave think that Kurt had expertise in tying people up, which then made his cock twitch even more and the need for release greater.

Kurt was absolutely ravishing Blaine's cock by now. Blaine was a blubbering mess, muttering curses and Kurt's name as his hips shuddered forward.

"Fuck my mouth, Blaine, please," Kurt pulled off to tell him. His voice was rough from the abuse to the back of his throat. Dave had never heard the boy's voice that low and he groaned at the sound of it. Blaine growled and forced Kurt back onto his cock, thrusting forward into Kurt's mouth and moaning loudly as he felt it hit the back of Kurt's throat again. Kurt hummed around Blaine and that was when Blaine picked up his speed, his hips snapping skillfully back and forth.

"Oh, Kurt. Fuck yes!" Kurt slipped his hand up Blaine's abs and chest and guided his fingers to Blaine's lips. Blaine sucked the fingers into his mouth, coating them with saliva and giving Kurt a seductive look before Kurt pulled them out, slid his hand around Blaine's ass and slipped one inside him.

"Oh, Jesus, Fuck!" Blaine whimpered, his hips faltering slightly and his knees visibly shaking. Dave didn't know how the hell he hadn't exploded in his jeans from watching. Blaine was absolutely falling apart and Dave couldn't help wishing that that was his cock in Kurt's mouth.

"Mmm, baby, so close," Blaine panted. Kurt looked up at him, giving him the signal to let go. Blaine thrusted hard a couple more times before crying out Kurt's name, his naked stomach tensing and Kurt swallowing and moaning against him. Kurt slipped his finger out of Blaine and wiped it on his jeans before turning his attention back to Dave. Blaine stumbled a moment, his eyes almost out of focus, before leaning back against the cold locker set.

"Now...what to do with you..." Kurt walked over to Dave, his erection straining against his jeans. Dave could see just from the outline that Kurt was huge as well. "I think it's time for a little pay back. Stand up."

Dave did so shakily.

Kurt moved to untie his wrists and when he finished, he stood back in front of Dave and ripped his Letterman jacket off his shoulders. His eyes were dark with lust, making Dave's breath catch in his throat. Kurt pulled up Dave's shirt and slipped it off over his head.

"Been working out, Dave?" Kurt eyed his body.

"Yes, sir," Dave felt vulnerable.

"Ah, you remembered. I may reward you for that later. You may actually leave here with cum stains," Kurt unbuttoned Dave's jeans and pulled them down with his underwear.

"Well, look at you," Kurt was face level with Dave's hard erection. "You've been holding out, huh?"

Kurt's breath against his tip made him shiver. Kurt quickly stood up and walked over to where Blaine's belt lay abandoned on the floor and picked it up.

Dave and Blaine both let out breathy moans and Kurt doubled the belt and snapped it, sending an echo across the empty locker room.

"We're gonna do something now, Dave- a game of sorts," Kurt walked over and ran a finger down Dave's chest and stomach, his fingertips grazing the base of his cock before moving away.

"Turn around," Kurt said in a husky tone. Dave was apprehensive and hesitated. Kurt grabbed his wrist and, with amazing strength, whipped him around and forced his hands against the lockers, leaving his body exposed with his back to Kurt.

"When I tell you to do something, you do it, right, Dave?"

"Y-yes sir."

Kurt smirked and ran the belt up Dave's ass and back, resting the loop on Dave's shoulder. Dave smelled the leather and Blaine's cologne.

"I have many things to be pissed about, Dave- dumpster tosses, slushies, the bruises on my back from all the times you shoved me into the lockers- so I can't really tell you how many strikes you're about to get, but I want you to count every...single...one," Kurt punctuated the last word by pulling the belt back and striking Dave's ass. Dave could never have imagined that it would feel so good and so bad at the same time, but it did. He wanted more and he knew Kurt had plenty to give him.

Blaine was leaned back against the locker, watching his boyfriend punishing his former tormentor in the sexiest way. He could tell Dave figured out that it was all an act and that it was really turning him on, as it was Blaine. Kurt had never taken control like this and he couldn't wait until he was the victim to Kurt Hummel's wrath.

"I didn't hear you, Dave," Kurt growled.

"One," he moaned.

"Good. Now that was for the dumpster tosses," Kurt pulled the belt back and struck him again.

"T-two."

"That was for throwing slushies in my face."

Strike

"Three," Dave whimpered. He wanted so badly to get off it was burning his stomach, but Kurt hadn't told him he could touch.

Kurt struck him again and Dave counted. "That was for me having to go home every day and tell my dad I tripped on the stairs."

The strikes continued, the counts got higher, and every single transgression was stated. Dave felt like a total asshole by the last strike- the death threat-

but he wanted nothing more that to be at Kurt's mercy.

"Twenty-four," Dave groaned through gritted teeth. Kurt dropped the belt and spun Dave around. Kurt looked addled with lust and Blaine was fisting his hard-again cock.

"One knee on the bench, Dave. Bend over."

Dave did so without hesitation.

"Well, look at that...absolutely submissive." Kurt ran his had over the heated skin of Dave's ass. "Wanna get off, Dave?"

"Please, Kurt, it hurts," Dave gripped the edge of the bench. Kurt looked over at Blaine and beckoned him over to them. Blaine walked over and stood in front of Dave, his erection grazing Dave's lips.

"Ever suck cock before, Dave?" Kurt asked.

Dave shook his head. Kurt backhanded a red section of Dave's ass. "Answer me."

"No, sir," Dave moaned.

"Suck him off," Kurt ordered. Dave took Blaine into his hand and slipped his lips down over him, making Blaine groan in appreciation.

"Mmm, he's lying, Kurt. He's done this before."

"Tell me the truth, Dave. Have you ever sucked cock?"

Dave pulled off Blaine. "Last year...at a party..."

"Figured. As you were," Kurt instructed and Dave immediately took Blaine back into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the tip. Blaine moaned and slipped his hand down Dave's back, dragging his nails back up. Kurt leaned over and slipped his fingers into Blaine's mouth again. Blaine took his hand and laved at them hungrily. He looked into Kurt's eyes, fire burning between them before he finally released Kurt's hand and Kurt leaned over to whisper in Dave's ear.

"This is about to feel strange, but I'm gonna blow," Kurt licked at the shell of Dave's ear, "your fucking mind."

Dave moaned around Blaine, who shivered at the sensation. Kurt circled Dave's entrance before slipping a finger in, heading straight for his prostate.

"Mmmf," Dave's eyes rolled back in his head as Kurt worked him open. He added another finger and scissored them, wanting to quickly prepare Dave as his cock was aching against the zipper of the jeans he was still wearing. He slipped a third in as he unbuttoned his jeans with his other hand and unzipped them. Kurt pulled out of Dave and tore off his shoes and jeans, his cock springing free from its confines. Blaine's eyes raked his naked form and Kurt gave him a seductive wink before taking a condom and a bottle of lube out of Blaine's jeans pocket. After putting the condom on and slicking himself with lube, he positioned himself behind Dave, the head of his cock brushing his entrance.

"Welcome to gay world, Dave," he said before thrusting into him, stilling only momentarily before beginning his thrusts and slamming into Dave's prostate.

"Ummph!" Dave groaned against Blaine again. Blaine had his hand on the back of Dave's head, his head thrown back in ecstasy.

"I'm close, Dave, wanna try and swallow?" Blaine panted. Dave shook his head as best as he could. Blaine thrusted into his mouth a couple more times before pulling out quickly and taking his cock into his hand, pumping furiously. Kurt was gripping Dave's hips hard and thrusting deep and hard into the jock. Dave cried out.

"Kurt, please, let me touch myself, please."

"Do it, Dave. God you feel so good!"

Dave wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked in time with Kurt's snapping hips.

"S-so close," Dave whined.

"Come, Dave, come for me!"

Dave lost it. His orgasm hit him like a brick wall. He came hard in his hand and on the bench, his vision blurring and the arm holding him up gave out. Kurt snapped forward twice and screamed a string of curses as he released inside Dave. The sound of his lover coming sent Blaine over the edge, coming over his hand, chest and stomach. The room was filled with the sounds of after shock- pants, groans and swears. Kurt pulled out and tossed the condom into the trash can beside Beiste's desk. Dave finally composed himself enough to sit up and slump back against the lockers. Kurt, breathless, walked over in front of Dave.

"So...blow your mind?"

"You...fucking animal," Dave's chest heaved with every word. Kurt smiled.

"I've been told. Though my intention was to make you feel like a total dick and humiliating you to no end, but wow...you're a good lay."

Dave couldn't help but laugh. "Thanks."

Blaine walked over and kissed Kurt gently on the lips, his thumb stroking Kurt's cheek tenderly. Dave had seen them kiss before out in the parking lot as Kurt and Blaine departed for their respective vehicles, but up close, he could see that the boys loved each other very much. Blaine pulled away slowly and looked into Kurt's eyes, smiling softly and moving to get his clothes. The boys got cleaned up and dressed. Blaine slipped his hand into Kurt's and kissed his cheek, making Kurt blush.

"Can I just say something before we go?" Dave asked. Kurt and Blaine turned to him, looking curious.

"I really am sorry, Kurt, and you too, Blaine. I know I've caused the both of you some grief and I don't think I can hide anymore...I wanna talk to my dad tonight."

Kurt smiled, "That's great."

"Yeah...I still don't know about school yet, but I think I want to tell Dad. He's pretty understanding about stuff. Anyway, if you guys ever get into any trouble...you know, with the other guys, please come tell me... I'll take care of it as best I can. You two are actually really cool and I'd feel horrible if they ever hurt you."

Kurt let go of Blaine's hand and hugged Dave unexpectedly. Dave glanced over at Blaine, his hands held away. Blaine smiled and nodded and Dave relaxed and hugged Kurt back.

"It was a rather unorthodox way of getting you to figure all this stuff out, but I'm glad you did." Kurt stepped back and smiled, taking Blaine's hand again.

"I just... I really wanna find someone someday...be happy like you guys. I see how different you are now, Kurt and I'm glad you didn't let me and the guys break you."

"You did," Kurt said. "I was seriously on the edge of completely giving up. You'll find someone someday, Dave. He'll make you feel like you're the most amazing person on the planet when he have people tell you that you're a disgrace or an abomination. That's what Blaine is to me."

Blaine squeezed his hand. Dave noticed the gesture and his heart warmed.

"Thank you guys," Dave smiled and walked toward the door. "Take it easy."

Kurt and Blaine nodded and watched Dave leave. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt tightly.

"That is the sweetest thing you've ever said about me," he whispered against Kurt's neck.

"I mean it, Blaine. I love you."

"I love you, too," Blaine kissed the tip of Kurt's nose, which scrunched up adorably and they walked out of the locker room where the horrible memories that Kurt had carried with him for so long were replaced by feelings of reconciliation.