"BOOM! Headshot, motherfucker!" Puck cried out in victory as Finn, Sam, Artie and Mike groaned as they were all shot down by a harrier.

"Dude, how the hell are you so good at headshots! I can't even aim right on here," Mike shook his head.

"I'm amazing, that's why," Puck said it as if it should be in history books and taught to children. They continued their Call of Duty marathon for a while,

only stopping to grab snacks or to pee. By the 15th match, they heard a car door shut.

"I thought your parents were in Waikiki," Artie said to Finn.

"They are. That's probably Kurt and Blaine," Finn glanced toward the door. He couldn't help but admit that the thought of the boys still made him hard. Puck chuckled and muttered 'nice' and Artie and Mike blushed.

"I still don't get it. I mean, you guys are all straight. Every time someone mentions Kurt and Blaine you guys get all hot and bothered." Sam said as he planted a mine outside a door on Favela.

"If you only knew, Trouty Mouth," Puck groaned.

"Yeah...their interesting," Artie smirked.

The door opened and a giggling Kurt and Blaine walked in, shaking snow off their jackets and scarves.

"Oh, shit, Call of Duty!" Blaine called from the door.

"Grab a controller, precious," Puck beckoned him over.

Blaine kissed Kurt's cheek and ran into the living room. He took the seat between Puck and Sam and grabbed a controller. Kurt smirked and rolled his eyes and muttered 'silly boys' under his breath.

"You like it," Finn called after him.

"You know it," Kurt caught his eye, wiggling his eyebrows. Finn sighed and turned back to the game, his fingers shaking a little.

The boys played for a little while more, Blaine 'pwning' them all severely.

"Not cool, man!" Puck set his controller down and stretched back on the couch.

"Ah, stop bitching because I nailed you to the wall," Blaine smirked.

"Maybe next time I'll nail you to the wall," Puck winked at him. Blaine's eyes flashed with arousal.

Kurt walked in with a dish towel drying his hands. "Who's getting nailed to a wall in here?"

"Jesus, stop saying that," Finn groaned, covering his face and obviously trying his mailman trick.

"Your boy, if he's lucky," Puck winked at Kurt, who shivered visibly.

"Oh, he just might be," Kurt raked his eyes over Blaine's body. Blaine adjusted his jeans as Kurt did this. Sam was watching the exchange, feeding off the sexual tension. He felt himself getting hard in his jeans.

Kurt came over and tossed the dish towel on the coffee table, settling himself next to Blaine, their hands gravitating toward each other's and linking.

"So now what?" Artie asked.

"Not sure...Truth or Dare?" Puck asked.

"You just wanna get somebody naked," Kurt snipped playfully.

"Maybe...so what do you guys say?"

The boys looked around before confirming.

"Sweet, I'm first. Sam, truth or dare."

"Um...truth."

"Pussy...fine. Have you ever been turned on by a guy?"

Sam swallowed and looked between Kurt and Blaine, who were looking at him, waiting for an answer.

"Uh...yeah."

Kurt quirked and eyebrow and Blaine had a knowing smirk on his face.

"Who was it, dude?" Finn asked.

"Really? You have to ask? With these two running around fucking everyone, how could you even wonder?" Puck nodded toward Kurt and Blaine. Both boys exchanged a smug grin.

"That doesn't like...bother you guys?" Sam asked.

"Why should it? It's fun, it feels good and we still make time for each other," Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand.

"Wow...that's pretty cool," Sam looked thoughtful.

"Anyway, luscious lips, your turn," Puck barked at him, snapping him from his thoughts.

"Ok, ok...Kurt, truth or dare."

"Dare," he answered without hesitation. He would do anything, but he refused to go spilling his secrets to the world- or at least around Puck.

Sam thought for a second, then said, "Play the rest of the game in your underwear."

Kurt smirked then shrugged before standing up and pulling his t-shirt slowly over his head, the muscles in his arms and chest rippling at the motion. The six boys around him stared in awe as he tossed the shirt to the side and unbuckled his belt.

"Oh...I forgot," Kurt bit his lower lip. "I'm not wearing any. Is that ok?"

The boys collectively gasped or groaned. Artie pressed a gloved hand into his lap and Puck sat up straighter to get a better look. Blaine's expression was something that seemed to say 'Yeah, that's mine'.

"S-sure," Sam stammered. Kurt smiled and unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them down slowly and letting his half-hard erection free of the tight jeans. He kicked them off and returned to his seat, six sets of eyes on his naked form.

"Puck, truth or dare," Kurt continued, as if sitting naked in a room full of horny boys was perfectly natural.

"Dare...bring it on."

"Go test those luscious lip," Kurt nodded toward Sam. Puck looked at Sam for confirmation which he tenativly gave. Puck crossed the room and straddled Sam before crashing their lips together. Sam moaned at the intensity, but kissed back quickly, his hands resting on Puck's thighs and squeezing.

"Shit," Blaine mumbled. Kurt's cock twitched in his lap and he slipped his hand over Blaine's leg, resting it over his clothed erection and stroking him.

Blaine groaned, causing the two boys on the couch to look up.

"S-sorry..."

"No, please, objectify me," Puck smirked. Kurt took that as a sign of confirmation and quickly straddled Blaine, attacking his mouth with his lips. Sam and Puck were still on the chair, but were watching as Blaine slid his hands up Kurt's bare back and dragged his nails down, leaving angry red trails over the pale skin and pulling a needy whimper from the boy in his lap. Puck stood and walked over to Kurt, sliding his rough hands over the trails Blaine had made and kissing at Kurt's neck.

"Mmm, fuck," Kurt broke his kiss with Blaine and leaned back into Puck's touch. Puck slid his hand into Kurt's hair and pulled his neck back, lapping and biting at the skin there. Blaine bucked up against Kurt when Kurt's hips rolled forward into Blaine's. The other boys were watching with lust-filled eyes. Finn's mailman was completely forgotten by that point and his hand was unbuttoning his jeans. Sam's mouth is parted slightly. He had never seen such a thing in real life before, especially not a bunch of boys. Artie had removed one of his gloves and had his hand gently stroking his own erection. Mike had already started touching himself watching Kurt strip.

"Ungh, god, fuck me," Kurt arched back as Blaine gripped Kurt's hips and ground into him.

"Seems you have plenty of willing participants," Blaine chuckled against his chest as he bit and licked. Puck growled in Kurt's ear.

"But I get you first," Blaine smiled and lifted Kurt up to push him up off the couch. Puck's arm circled Kurt's waist and gripped his aching erection in his hand.

"Come here, lips," Puck called for Sam, who stood unsteadily and walked over.

"He's aching, here," Puck gave Sam a grin as he lazily stroked a whimpering Kurt. Sam met Kurt's eyes and Kurt gave him a nod. Sam dropped to his knees in front of Kurt and replaced Puck's hand with his own mouth, taking Kurt in tentatively.

"God, yes," Kurt groaned and leaned his head back on Puck's strong chest. Blaine stripped his shirt off then his pants and underwear.

"My turn, boys," Blaine smacked Puck's ass and Sam pulled off Kurt. Blaine pulled Kurt in for a kiss, teeth and tongues clashing and moans slipping between them.

Blaine guided Kurt down to the floor, where he whispered for him to get on his hands and knees. Kurt did as he was told, Blaine's tone telling him it was time to be submissive.

"Ever hear of the term 'gang bang' baby?" Blaine asked in a rough voice as he fished the bottle of lube from his discarded jeans.

"Oh my god," Kurt, Mike, Sam and Finn all seemed to groan at the same time. Puck and Artie fisted themselves.

"What happens here stays here, ok?" Blaine assured them before inserting to slick fingers into his boyfriend, curling them instantly toward Kurt's prostate.

"Oh, yes!" Kurt's arms gave a little and he dropped down to his elbows, burying his head into the crook of the right one. Blaine worked Kurt open, scissoring his fingers then adding a third, leaning down occasionally to kiss and nibble his ass cheek. The other boys were beginning to strip their shirts and pants off their eyes trying to stay focused on the two boys in the center of the room. Blaine pulled his fingers out and used the rest to cover his own erection before he thrusted into Kurt.

Kurt cried out and pushed back against Blaine's hips, forcing him deeper inside him.

"You gonna do what we want, baby?" Blaine gripped Kurt's hips tightly.

"Yeah," Kurt whined. The other boys were absolutely amazed by Blaine's ability to control Kurt. Blaine was a little guy and Kurt was a diva. To see it reversed was something that had them all aching for it.

"You can come whenever you want, baby, but remember...we all get a turn," Blaine tapped Kurt's ass, sending shock waves down Kurt's lithe body.

"Yes, anything, so good!" Kurt dug his fingers into the carpet, gripping for dear life.

"Tell them, Kurt. Tell them to use you."

"Mmm, use me! Do whatever you want," Kurt cried out. Puck moved in front of Kurt and dropped to his knees, his leaking erection brushing Kurt's lips. Kurt gripped Puck's muscular ass and pulled him into his mouth, taking him all the way in and humming around him.

"Jesus," Puck groaned, sliding his fingers into Kurt's hair and gripping it tight. Blaine looked over to the other boys, seeing the burning in their eyes.

"Who's next?" he slowed his thrusts a little. "No need to be shy. He loves this."

Sam walked over and switched places with Blaine. He slid into Kurt slowly at first, making Kurt groan at the size adjustment and the fact that the only lubrication used was what Blaine had used on him. Sam gripped Kurt's hips and rolled his hips.

"Fuck, he's so tight," Sam gritted out, tossing his head back.

"Feels amazing, doesn't it?" Blaine growled in his ear.

"Fucking incredible," Sam moaned and thrusted faster. Kurt was deep throating Puck at this point, who was coming undone fast.

"God, Kurt, your so good with your tongue," Puck traced Kurt's spine with his fingertips. "I'm close."

Kurt only sucked harder, bobbing his head in time with Sam's thrusts and moaning deep and loud around him. Puck screamed Kurt's name and came hard down his throat.

Kurt swallowed every drop and his muffled cries rang out as Puck slipped out of his mouth and he came without being touched.

"Oh, fuck, Sam, harder!" Kurt whined, his body aching with over stimulation, but the feeling of his cock hardening again sent shivers over his spine. Sam picked up his speed and panted while Blaine was leaving bites on his neck and shoulder.

"Fill him up, Sam," Blaine breathed heavily into his ear. Sam's head fell back on Blaine's shoulder and he came inside Kurt with a loud groan, his hips shuddering and his body shaking.

Kurt was still in his knees and elbows, his body visibly trembling. Blaine pulled him up flush against his chest.

"You ok?"

"P-perfect," Kurt whimpered, his hand gripping his half-hard cock.

"Artie looks a little lonely," Blaine said against the back of his neck. Kurt looked over and smirked at the boy, his eyes still clouded and dark.

Kurt stood shakily and walked over to Artie, who was still in his jeans, but had been jerking off to the sight before him. Kurt leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"Fuck me, Artie."

Artie groaned and nodded. Kurt turned around, back to Artie, and slipped down onto him. Artie moaned and lifted Kurt by the hips, slamming him down onto him. Mike crouched down in front of Kurt and pulled him in for a heated kiss. Kurt's body was so blissed that his kiss was lazy and sloppy.

"Let me suck you off," Kurt said against his lips. Mike stood up and Kurt took him into his mouth, the head brushing the back of his throat. Mike knew he wouldn't last long at the rate this was going. He had been hard since Kurt and Blaine walked into the house. Blaine and Finn were sitting on the couch, Finn lazily fisting Blaine as Blaine ravished Finn's neck. Puck and Sam were watching in awe as their own erections tried to return.

Kurt pulled off of Mike and began pumping him furiously. Mike gripped Kurt's shoulder hard and came over Kurt's lips, cheek and neck. Kurt moaned as Artie rammed his prostate with every other stroke, the sensitive area twice as sensitive after his first orgasm. Kurt leaned back against Artie's chest, draping his arm back over the chair and rolling his hips with Artie's movements.

"Kurt- fuck!" Artie cried out and filled Kurt, who was already full with Sam's come. Artie lifted him up off of him when it became too much and Blaine pulled Kurt into his arms.

"Still ok?" he whispered to him. Kurt nodded, rolling his hips against Blaine's when he felt Blaine's leaking erection brush against his.

"Can Finn and I have you now?" Blaine licked the come from Kurt's lips.

"Please, baby," Kurt moaned. Blaine pulled him toward the couch and lay him back to where he head was up on the armrest. Blaine placed a couch pillow beneath his hips and hooked his left leg in the crook of his elbow, gaining more leverage. Finn leaned down and kissed Kurt passionately. Blaine leaned down and licked a strip up Kurt's cock, making Kurt scream out into the kiss. The poor boy hadn't been touched after one orgasm and the jolts of pleasure coursing through him caused him to buck his hips and brush his erection against Blaine's cheek. Blaine took Kurt into his mouth for only a moment before pulling off and motioning to Finn to come to him. They had talked about it before while they were waiting.

"Blaine, please," Kurt clawed at Blaine's shoulders. "Need you."

"Shh, ok, angel. You're doing so good. Driving all these boys crazy," Blaine lined himself up. The other boys were still on their highs, watching the wrecked boy as Blaine slid into him without shame. Kurt arched his back and gripped at Blaine's chest, his nails digging into the soft chest hair. Blaine straightened up and pulled Finn toward him, swallowing his cock whole. Finn moaned and thrusted into Blaine's mouth, ramming the back of his throat and gripping the boy's curly hair.

Blaine set his thrusts to match Finn's and Kurt tightened his legs around Blaine, his right heel digging into his ass and driving him in deeper.

"Oh my god, Blaine!" Finn exploded in Blaine's mouth, watching the dark haired boy swallow quickly before he pulled off and leaned down to kiss Kurt, picking up his speed and depth. Kurt tasted Finn on Blaine's lips.

"God, your so stretched for me, Kurt," Blaine huffed in his ear, only loud enough for him to hear. "Do you wanna cum, baby?"

"God, yes, please Blaine!"

"I'm giving you control, baby- I won't cum until you do."

Kurt didn't even care to abuse the power he had been given. He reached down and stroked his throbbing cock furiously in time with the erratic thrusts of Blaine's and before long, he screamed a string of curses and came over his hand and stomach. Blaine whined at the sight and filled Kurt for the third time that night, his body shaking with the intensity of his orgasm. Kurt seemed to daze out for a moment, but he came back to his senses as Blaine pulled out and fell back against the couch. The other five boys were collapsed on chairs or the floor, each with an expression of respect or shock on their faces.

"I have to know your secret, dude," Puck shook his head at Blaine.

"What secret is that?"

"You just...wow...it's like a super power or something." Mike said.

"If your talking about the submission thing," Kurt piped up, the boy's eyebrows raising at the deep, husky voice that came from him. "It's all me. Blaine just loves talking dirty."

Blaine shrugged. "He's really the one in control, though," he said. "It's his kink, really."

"You two are gods," Sam sighed. Blaine couldn't help but laugh breathlessly and if Kurt wasn't so worn out, he probably would too.

"Want me to get you to bed, baby?" Blaine leaned over, stroking a piece of hair out of Kurt's eyes. Kurt nodded and Blaine smiled before standing to get dressed. The other boys had gotten into various states of dress. Blaine pulled his jeans back on and slipped his boxer briefs on Kurt before lifting him into his arms. Kurt immediately snuggled into his chest and was almost asleep before his head hit his chest.

"Damn, we really did a number on him," Artie smiled at the sleeping boy.

"He doesn't mind, though, the little sex monkey," Blaine laughed and kissed Kurt's temple.

"You two are hilarious- one minute, your fucking like rabbits, then your so sweet and adorable," Puck laughed. "What the hell?"

"I just love him. I know it may look like crazy sex, but in truth...it's always love to me with Kurt."

The boys all smiled at this. They had seen Kurt at his most frightened and depressed. To see someone there holding him and saying that he loved him made each of them all proud.

"That's dope, man," Puck nodded. "Get him to bed, then."

Blaine nodded and said goodnight to the rest of them before carefully walking up the stairs, Kurt whispering something to him and him responding on the way.

"They're awesome, you know?" Sam smiled. "Not just like...the sex or anything...they're just awesome."

The others nodded and finished dressing, each soon departing for their own homes. Finn walked quietly up the stairs and peeking into Kurt's room to see Blaine lying on his back sound asleep with a protective arm around Kurt, who is snuggling against his side with his face buried in the older boy's neck. Finn smiled and walked into his room, shutting the door quietly, careful not to disturb the peace falling over the lovers.