Nick fiddled with the bottom of his tie as he sat in Warblers rehearsal, listening to Wes bang that fucking gavel and ramble on about cohesion and unity. Today, they practiced tenors and basses. He looked around the room at the other Warblers in the room- Jeff, Jon, Wes, David, Thad and Trent.

He sighed and sat back in the red armchair, letting his thoughts wander. He didn't hear the door open or the couple of surprised gasps that escaped, but he did hear two very familiar names.

"Blaine, Kurt, what are you guys doing here?" Trent asked excitedly.

Nick looked up and saw the couple positioned in the doorway. It was a rare occasion for any of them to see Blaine in casual dress. He was wearing a tight gray Henley shirt with the buttons undone at the top, exposing his collar bones, and tight jeans with the cuffs rolled up at the bottom and converse. Kurt always looked immaculate, but today he was dressed casually in a dark green sweater that clung to his chest and skinny jeans with his Doc Martins. Nick hadn't seen the boys since the night Thad called them all into his room after surfing Tumblr.

"Guys, check this out! It's Kurt and Blaine with two chicks!"

Nick saw a link on a girl's tumblr that read "Four drunk, horny teenagers- tell us what you want and we'll make it hot".

"Come on, guys, we can't do this- it's Kurt and Blaine!" Nick pointed out. Jeff, Wes and David through him a look.

"Dude...you don't understand...these two are freaking beasts," Jeff emphasized with his hands. "I mean...I literally have never come so hard in my fucking life."

"Yeah, and they did sort of get me and David together," Wes smiled. David's hand squeezed his gently.

Nick looked around the room, the straight boys looking a little curious and Jeff, David and Wes pleading with their eyes.

Nick sighed. "Fine, open the damn thing."

They clicked the link that took them to a video that was streaming live. They recognized Blaine's bedroom and Kurt's naked upper body. Blaine was kissing Kurt passionately as sexy blond in the Warbler tie giggled.

"Holy shit, Hummel's kinda ripped," Trent sat down on the dresser to get a better look. People posting on the video instructed the Latin chick to suck Blaine off.

"Can he do that?"

"Guys, shut up!"

They peaked over at the comments and laughed at a couple as the latina sucked Blaine's cock.

"Um...wow...he's huge."

"But he's so short!"

"Oh my god, shut up!"

They watched as Kurt and a beautiful blond fulfilled one of the many other requests, kissing hungrily.

"Woah," Thad's eyebrows raised. "I didn't even know Kurt could do that."

"He's gay, Thad, we're not totally against kissing girls," Jeff rolled his eyes.

After a conversation they couldn't hear, the camera was carried over to another spot facing the bed. By the end of the live stream, five boys had come in their pants, Jeff, Wes and David were panting, and the rest were staving off their erections with the heels of their hands.

"Sweet Jesus," Thad mumbled as the boys and girls came down from their highs. "I gotta say something."

He typed 'get it, anderson' with shaky fingers then typed out a text to him. Blaine had approached the screen, sweat glistening over his forehead and chest. He grinned at the comments lazily then checked his phone. He laughed and typed back 'Go to bed, Thad'.

"Dude, he knows!"

"So what, that was the hottest fucking shit I've ever seen!" Jon shifted uncomfortably as his pajama pants began to stick to him.

"He's gonna kill us when he's sober, you know that, right?" Nick pointed out.

"No way, he and Kurt live for that shit lately," Wes shook his head. They all finally departed to clean up or go finish themselves off. Nick couldn't get the images out of his head. It stuck with him like a disease, but for some reason, he jerked off that night, coming hard on his stomach at the memories of the video and what it would be like to see it in person.

Back in present time, Nick shook his head and stood to greet the boys.

"We just decided to pay you losers a visit before sectionals," Blaine smirked. "We had the day off today."

Wes and David's eyes were traveling the expanses of the boys' bodies shamelessly. Jeff was biting his lip.

"So...I heard you enjoyed our show last month," Kurt smiled. The boys shuffled their feet and gave soft chuckles.

"That was actually really hot," Trent spoke up. The room collectively agreed.

Blaine laughed. "See anything you like?"

"How the hell did you two get those girls to do that?" Thad asked.

"We're very good at what we do," Kurt shrugged and Blaine smirked. Wes and David shivered.

"Do you do live shows?" Jeff flirted. The room waited on baited breath.

Kurt smirked and looked over at Nick, who hadn't realized he had been staring so hard.

"What's wrong, Nick?"

Nick ducked his head. "Nothing, why?"

Kurt walked over slowly, his hips swaying. The Warblers all seemed to lean forward to stare as Kurt stopped only inches from Nick.

"You look a little nervous, that's all."

Nick swallowed hard, his breath growing shallow.

"You enjoyed it, too, didn't you?"

Nick nodded. "It's just...I'm not gay-"

"-and you think that enjoying it makes you gay," Kurt nodded. "I've heard that before. Nick?"

"Hhm?" was all he could manage. Kurt was very close to him and the heat radiating from his body was doing things to Nick that he never felt before.

"No one here will judge you, you know that," Kurt's hand slipped over Nick's and up his arm. "If I'm making you uncomfortable-"

"You're not," Nick's voice shook with arousal. Kurt's blue-green eyes met Nick's brown ones in an intense exchange.

"They asked for a live show...wanna be the star?"

Nick's dick throbbed in his slacks. The dialogue between them was in whispers. The other boys were watching intently, trying to capture any part that they could. Blaine's hands slipped into his jeans pockets, inconspicuously adjusting himself in his jeans. He knew what Kurt was doing and by the look on Nick's face, it was working. Kurt was a master of seduction.

"Yeah," Nick finally breathed out and pulled Kurt in quickly for a kiss. The boys in they room let out gasps and whistles as Kurt reached around Nick's back and pressed him closer against him. Nick groaned against Kurt's lips and backed up to the table, taking Kurt with him. The view from where the other Warblers and were standing was absolutely perfect- they were parallel with the councilor's table at the other end of the room and the other boys were around the front of it, taking up seats in the sofas or on the table or standing. Blaine moved over to where they were and crawled onto the table, sitting on his knees behind Nick and pulling him back to rest against his chest.

"Always climbing on the furniture," Blaine heard one of the Warblers say. He chuckled before sliding Nick's blazer off his shoulders while Kurt slipped his tongue into Nick's mouth.

"You're...a good kisser," Nick said between gasps and kisses. Kurt giggled.

"Thank the guy behind you. He made me this dirty," Kurt winked up at Blaine, who growled and worked Nick's tie off.

"Oh, shit, he just growled," someone moaned softly.

"Get it, Nick!"

Nick laughed against Kurt's lips. "God, they love this."

"Well, they'll love this, too," Kurt kissed Nick one more time before lifting him with amazing strength and beckoning Blaine to follow. He carried Nick to the councilor's table, the boys there moving and swiping the desk clean.

"We felt too far away," Kurt said as he sat Nick down on the table and continued assaulting his neck.

"You look a little lonely, Blaine," Jon raised an eyebrow. Blaine smirked and shrugged.

"What do you plan on doing about it?"

Jon moved forward and kissed him, bending slightly to adjust to Blaine's height. Jon lifted Blaine up and rested him against the bookcase behind the sofa, Blaine wrapping his legs around Jon's solid waist.

"Well, Wes and David, you just gonna sit there?" Jeff eyed them. Wes blushed until he felt David's lips at his neck. He let out a soft moan and Trent ran over to lock the door.

Kurt slipped Nick's Oxford shirt off his shoulders, bearing his tanned hairless chest. Kurt licked and sucked his way down Nick's neck, pulling moans from the boy with each graze of his teeth over the heated skin.

"God, Kurt...that feels amazing," Nick panted.

Kurt smiled and licked at his belly button before slipping off his belt and pulling down his slacks.

"I know you aren't shy," Kurt looked up beneath his long lashes. Nick laughed breathlessly and shook his head. Kurt's eyes turned dark and pulled down his boxers, revealing a trimmed cock. Kurt lapped at the head before sinking down to where his bottom lip touched Nick's balls.

"Oh, god fuck!" Nick gasped and gripped the edge of the table hard. Jeff got bold and stood up, approaching Nick and kissing at his neck while Kurt continued his ministrations.

Jon held Blaine's wrists gently against the sets of old dirty books on the shelf, his hips thrusting forward against Blaine, who whined at the friction.

"Mmm, harder, Jon, so good."

Jon leaned forward and kissed Blaine hard on the mouth-teeth and tongue- and thrusted forward in a rhythm.

"Oh, so good. Jeans...in the way," Blaine panted as he gripped at the edges of the shelf. Jon chuckled and set him down, sliding his Henley off his body and letting Blaine remove his as well.

"Working out, Anderson?"

"No...sex," Blaine slid his jeans off, bearing himself. Jon worked his off quickly and lifted Blaine back up and slammed him against the shelf.

"Kurt doesn't care?" Jon breathed against his ear.

Blaine laughed. "Just ask him."

Jon turned to speak but was speechless when he saw what was behind them- Wes and David were against the wall, David's hand in Wes's slacks, Thad and Trent were making out and exchanging over the clothes handjobs, and Kurt had Nick sprawled out over the table. Kurt worked his tongue down over the throbbing cock between Nick's legs as he slowly jerked off Jeff.

"K-kurt?"

Kurt looked up, licking his lips and making Jon shiver.

"Is it ok if...you know," he indicated to the state he and Blaine were in. Kurt studied Jon in a hungry fashion then shrugged.

"Yeah, he can take it."

Blaine growled low in his chest again at Kurt, who winked and, without moving his gaze from Blaine's, sunk back down on Nick's cock.

Blaine pulled Jon back for a kiss.

"Know how to do this?"

Jon shook his head.

"No worries. Kurt and I fucked in the parking lot," Blaine breathed into Jon's ear. "Just go ahead."

Jon groaned and lined up with Blaine before sinking in. Blaine hissed at first because Kurt had wrecked him in the back seat of the car, but the pain was replaced quickly by pleasure.

"Mmm, go Jon," Blaine threw his head back. Jon settled one hand on Blaine's hip and the other on the shelf behind his head and thrusted, the pleasure he was feeling totally taking over his speed.

"Can I fuck you, Nick?" Kurt kissed back of his chest and neck to whisper in his ear.

"Anything, Kurt, just do something," Nick stammered and covered his face with his hands, the feeling almost too much for him to handle.

Kurt smiled and sucked two fingers into his own mouth before leaning forward to kiss Nick gently on the lips. Nick moaned at the sudden change and kissed back. He had no idea Kurt was only distracting him from slipping his fingers slowly in.

Nick cried out into Kurt's mouth, gripping for something to grab on to and found Jeff's hand.

"Relax, I've got you," Kurt said softly against his lips before moving his fingers in and out, stretching and searching. "Should I sto-"

"No, please, don't stop," Nick almost sobbed against Kurt's neck. Kurt kissed down his chest and looked up when he heard his lover crying.

"Oh, fuck yes! Harder!"

Jon was pounding into Blaine. Blaine's fingers were gripping at his shoulder, turning his knuckles white. Sweat glistened on Jon's chest and back as he moaned and doubled his efforts, shaking the bookshelf and sending several books falling to the floor. Gasps, moans, heat and sex was in the air of the room around them and it was intoxicating. Blaine's shaky hand traveled down and gripped his own cock, pumping erratically, so close it was almost painful.

"Blaine, fuck!" Jon cried out and came hard in Blaine, his vision blurring, barely missing Blaine arching his back and shouting as he came over his stomach and hand. Jon lowered Blaine shakily and they both leaned against the shelf, catching their breath.

"Woah," Jon breathed.

Blaine laughed and looked over at the goings on of his boyfriend, who was still stretching Nick.

"Better go see what he's up to," Blaine lapped at some stray come that had shot up to Jon's chest, making him groan. Blaine walked over to Kurt, who was straightening up.

"God, Kurt, please," Nick begged. Kurt rubbed his hip and Blaine came up behind him and wiped the come on his stomach and used it to coat Kurt's cock, twisting his wrist like he knew Kurt loved.

"Ungh, I can't fuck him if you make me come, baby," Kurt leaned back against Blaine's chest.

"Don't want that. You've got him worked up," Blaine kissed Kurt's neck and guided him up to Nick's entrance. Kurt took Nick's legs and held them at the knee between his elbows to open him up.

"Ready, Nick?"

"Yeah," Nick panted. Jeff leaned down to kiss him hard on the mouth and Nick took Jeff into his hand and stroked him. Blaine lined Kurt up and Kurt slowly pushed in.

Nick groaned at the intrusion, but Jeff swallowed it whole, slipping his tongue into Nick's mouth. Kurt stayed still for only a moment, feeling Blaine caressing his back and ass before finally asking Nick if he could move. Nick nodded and Kurt started slowly. Blaine's hands wandered around Kurt's front and ran his fingernails down from Kurt's chest to his abs, making Kurt hiss and thrust just that much harder. Nick moaned and stroked Jeff a little faster.

"Look at him falling apart, Kurt," Blaine said huskily, filthily, into Kurt's ear, making goosebumps rise on Kurt's skin. "He's doing that because of you. You and your huge fucking cock."

Kurt groaned and his hands flexed around Nick's thighs.

"Faster, Kurt, harder!" Nick cried out.

"He's begging, baby, give him what he wants," Blaine pulled Kurt's head back onto his shoulder by his hair and licked at his exposed neck. Kurt could feel the smug tone dripping from Blaine's voice. Kurt's hips were thrusting hard and deep into Nick. Jeff leaned down and took Nick into his mouth, sucking and licking while he fucked his own hand. The rest of the boys were now watching them, Wes and David with sticky laps and Trent and Thad stroking in time with Kurt's thrusts.

"He's close baby, finish him off. Make him scream like you make me scream," Blaine licked the shell of Kurt's ear and he absolutely lost it. Kurt's hips began to shudder and stab at Nick's prostate.

"Goddamnit, Kurt, fuck!" Nick arched up and came in Jeff's mouth, who swallowed it hungrily and moaned as he came in his own hand.

"Feel how he's clenching around you, baby? Fucking come, Kurt," Blaine's finger brushed over Kurt's entrance and he cried out and his hips stilled as his orgasm rocked his body, filling Nick, who whined at the over-stimulation. Kurt fell against Blaine, his body jelly in Blaine's arms. He pulled out of Nick and Blaine hugged him to his chest.

"So good, baby," he smiled against Kurt's ear and kissed the soft spot below it. They each regained their minds and the boys all stared at them with looks of surprise.

"What?" Kurt asked.

"You two...you guys should be porn stars or something," Thad's chest heaved as he was coming down from his own orgasm.

Kurt laughed. "Porcelain and the Hobbit."

Blaine slapped his ass. "I thought we decided I would be Horatio!"

Kurt rolled his eyes and pulled his pants back up. The rest of the boys dressed in their private school uniforms and just as Blaine pulled on his Henley, a knock came to the door.

"Oh, shit, it's the dean." Wes adjusted his tie.

"Damn, he missed the show by about two minutes," Jeff giggled.

"I'm sure he would have loved it," Blaine said sarcastically. Wes opened the door and Dean Marshal peaked in.

"Hello, boys. Why was the door locked?"

"Didn't want to be disturbed, sir," Thad spoke up. "Working on something pretty big."

Dean Marshal looked excited. "Can't wait to see it, boys. Anderson, Hummel, nice to see you two again."

"As it is to see you, sir," Blaine flashed is charming smile. The dean bid them farewell and closed the door. After a second of silence, the boys broke out in laughter.

"Shit, Anderson, you could charm the pants off anybody," Trent doubled over.

"You're so damn dapper, it's sick," Wes smirked.

"What can I say? I'm gifted," Blaine winked.

"That you are," Kurt smirked and cupped him through his jeans. Blaine's cock gave a pitiful twitch, trying to harden again but it was the third time that day and all the juice was gone.

"We gotta go, guys- movie night at my house for New Directions," Kurt took Blaine's hand. They all hugged and said goodbye with lingering eyes and winks before the two boys shut the door. The room was completely silent for almost a full minute before Thad spoke up.

"Guys...I would totally go gay for them."

They exchanged looks before approving with a nod.

Kurt and Blaine arrived at their vehicle and Kurt opened the passenger door for Blaine. "Well...that was interesting. I wasn't expecting to come see your friends then fuck one of them senseless."

Blaine laughed. "You're not complaining, are you?"

"Never," Kurt winked and pressed a chaste kiss to Blaine's lips. "You know...we don't have to actually be back for another two hours-"

"Jesus!" Blaine moaned through a smile. "Stop thinking with your cock and get in the truck. Besides, between you and Jon, my ass can't take anymore abuse today."