The next week found Kurt sitting in the back of glee club, chatting with Brittney. The club had changed drastically since Kurt and Blaine had slept with Rachel the first time. They all looked at Kurt like a piece of meat. It was almost as if they were all waiting on baited breath to see which one of them was next. Brittney was totally oblivious.

"And then, Lord Tubbington was under the pillow the whole time. I kept thinking he was the pillow and I didn't check."

"I'm glad he's safe and sound," Kurt smirked, his fingertips grazing Brittney's knee. Brittney noticed and smiled.

"I'm not a boy, silly," she giggled.

"I know...trust me," Kurt winked. "You wanna come over after school? Blaine is coming over to watch a movie. Mean Girls."

"I love Mean Girls," Brittney's eyes lit up. "Can Artie come, too? I promised I would hang out with him today because we aren't dating anymore but he still wants to be around me a alot, but I really wanna watch Mean Girls."

Kurt looked back at Artie, who caught Kurt's eyes through his glasses. Kurt sent him a seductive wink, seeing Artie blush. That was enough of a confirmation for him.

"Of course, babe."

Brittney smiled. "I love it when you call me babe. It's kind of sexy."

Kurt smiled and slipped his fingertips farther up Brittney's lacy white skirt. "I'll call you whatever you want me to call you."

Brittney's eyes shifted between Kurt's eyes and lips. "I really liked kissing you...you know, when you were straight. You're a good kisser."

"Well...I've had plenty of practice since then. There are plenty of other things I've learned to do with my mouth besides that," Kurt whispered into her ear, his fingers gently brushing Brittney's wet pussy. She gasped quietly and bit her lip.

"See you after school, ok?" he pulled his hand from beneath her skirt and picked up his bag. He walked past Artie, who had been watching the whole time, his erection straining against the buckle of his belt, and leaned down to his ear.

"I guess we'll see you later, too. You in for a little fun?"

Artie sighed and nodded, controlling the urge to press his palm into his erection to seek friction.

"Good. Blaine will love that chair."

Kurt chuckled and walked out, leaving two glee club members very horny and very curious as to what Blaine and Kurt were going to do to them.

Blaine and Kurt laughed loudly at the television as Mean Girls had started playing. They sat on the couch, Blaine leaning against the arm of the couch with Kurt sitting between his legs, leaning back against Blaine's chest. Blaine sat with his oxford shirt unbuttoned and his worn white undershirt exposed, his tie and blazer draped over the arm of the recliner next to them. The doorbell rang and Kurt smirked.

"I forgot to mention...Artie and Brittney are joining us this afternoon."

Blaine quirked an eyebrow. "Joining us?"

"Let's just say...I seem to have a bit of power over the glee kids...if you're interested."

Blaine thought and smiled. "Let them in."

Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine quickly on the lips before hopping up, sock feet sliding him to the door. He opened it to reveal Brittney and Artie, who looked anxious.

"Come on in, guys. We started already, but the movie hasn't gotten going yet," Kurt moved aside to let Brittney push Artie's chair inside.

"Oh, hey, guys," Blaine smiled, waving to them. Brittney was eying Blaine's disheveled appearance while Artie wrung his hands nervously. Kurt noticed his apprehension.

"Hey," he said only loud enough for Artie to hear. "You don't have to do anything if you don't want. We can all just hang out."

"I know..." Artie nodded. "It's just...does this make me gay? I mean I'm not saying, like, being gay is bad or anything-"

Kurt smiles and places a finger to Artie's lips to shut him up. "This doesn't make you gay. It makes you a horny teenager like every other horny teenager in the world. Trust me, we won't even tell anyone if you don't want."

Artie relaxed a bit and nodded.

"I could, you know," Kurt knelt in front of Artie, "Relax you, if you want."

Artie swallowed, his erection half hard in his lap. "Um..."

"Um, Kurt?"

Kurt looks up to see Brittney straddling Blaine's waist, licking a stripe up the side of his neck. Kurt giggles and hears Artie moan behind him.

"Someone's eager," Kurt says as Blaine looks to Artie. "I'm not touching her until you say it's ok, man."

Artie laughs and nods. "We're not dating, Blaine. Go ahead."

Blaine groans and pulls Brittney in for a hot kiss. She squeaks in surprise, but quickly starts to return it, running her fingernails over the fabric of Blaine's cotton undershirt.

Artie's gloved hand pressed the heel of his palm against his erection as he watched his girlfriend making out with Blaine. Kurt hissed and turned back to Artie.

"Need some help with that?" Kurt smirked.

"I-if you want," Artie stuttered. Kurt slid his hands up Artie's thighs and rested on his belt buckle. "You sure? I promise, we'll be easy with you."

Artie nodded and Kurt undid his belt and pants. Artie lifted himself up in the chair to allow Kurt to pull his pants down his legs.

"I don't know what's in the water around here, but wow," Kurt said hungrily, eying Artie's cock. He kissed and licked and nipped from Artie's knees to his thigh, where the feeling started in Artie's lower half. He couldn't feel past his mid-thigh, but when Kurt's warm breath reached the skin right beside his leaking erection, he let out a moan and let his head fall back.

"Mmm, Kurt," Artie moaned. Kurt smiled and licked the bead of precum from Artie's head before taking him half way, fisting the other half and jerking him.

"Oh, Jesus!" Artie fisted his hair and threw his head back again, gripping the arm of his chair with his other hand. Blaine and Brittney's attention turned on them as Blaine watched his boyfriend suck Artie into incoherency.

"So hot," Brittney mumbled.

"Yeah," he agreed, watching Kurt's head bob up and down in Artie's lap. Kurt pulls away and stands to lift his shirt off his body and beckon Blaine and Brittney over. Brittney had already stripped of her shirt and was now in a pink lacy bra and her short white skirt while Blaine had lost his over and under shirt in their heated make-out, his curls broken free from their gel by Brittney's fingers. Brittney walked up behind Kurt and turned his face to kiss her, her fingers dragging down his chest and abs.

Blaine knelt down to Artie and continued Kurt's work, sucking and tonguing with fervor.

"Oh, Blaine! So good!" Artie slips his hand down into Blaine's curls and tugs.

Blaine's hands are gripping the arms of Artie's chair, his fingers flexing around the metal.

"Told you he'd love the chair," Kurt smirks as Brittney's tongue and teeth work at his neck. Blaine chuckles deep in this throat and sends vibrations of pleasure up Artie's body.

"Oh, god, please!" Artie begs, suddenly wishing he could thrust up into the warmth.

"Fuck me, Artie," Blaine mumbles as he lets Artie slip from his lips. Artie doesn't even think when he nods. After all, he's just a horny teenager. And Blaine is hot.

Artie feels Blaine's lips crash against his and his tongue slip into his mouth. The kiss is different because of the obvious stubble brushing against his chin, but Blaine is an amazing kisser.

Artie lets down the arms of his chair without breaking the kiss and Blaine straddles Artie immediately, legs on either side of the chair and their erections grinding together perfectly. Both moaned loudly into each others mouths and Artie pulled Blaine closer against him.

Kurt had Brittney sitting on the back of the couch, her long dancers legs wrapped around his slender hips.

"God, Kurt, you're so hot," she breathes against his neck as he worked with the clasp of her bra. He slipped it off and kissed down her chest and squeezed her breasts, sucking on her right nipple. He decided that this was definitely his favorite part of the female anatomy.

"Mmm, Kurt, please," she begs, wrapping her legs tighter around him to pull him into her.

"What is it, Britt?" he teases.

"Fuck me, please!"

Kurt laps at her nipple again before kissing up her chest again and taking her lips to his. He digs in his back pocket for a condom and allows her to unbutton his jeans and slip his jeans off. He had gone commando today for this specific reason. He slipped the condom on and lifted Brittney into his arms and moved her against the wall, only feet from Artie and Blaine.

"Don't you need anything?" Artie huffed as Blaine lifted his sweater off. "Like...to prepare?"

"Nah, I can take it," Blaine grinned, lifting the white t-shirt from Artie's body. Blaine sputtered for a moment at Artie's upper body. The boy was ripped.

"Damn, Artie," Blaine drank him in.

"The chair really helps with the bis and tris," Artie quipped.

"I see," Blaine smirked, leaning down to nip at Artie's hard chest, taking a nipple between his teeth and biting gently. Artie hissed and slipped his gloves off quickly to get a better feel for the boy on top of him. He slid his hands up Blaine's back, feeling the smooth olive skin beneath his fingertips. Blaine hissed and kissed back up his neck and met his lips.

Kurt slid into Brittney slowly, her head falling back against the wall as he bit down a littler harder than expected on the dip of her neck.

"Oh, Kurt, again!"

He smiled against her and pulled back out and slammed back in, biting back down on her neck at the same time.

"Oh, fuck!" she tightened her legs around his waist and scratched at his back as he picked up his speed. Blaine had slid Artie's jeans off his legs and was all but ripping his slacks off as Artie fisted his cock, glancing between Blaine and Kurt and Brittney, who was crying out in pleasure as Kurt slammed faster into her.

Artie pulled Blaine into his lap and kissed him furiously, allowing Blaine to guide himself onto Artie's dick.

"It may take a minute, but I'll get used to it. No lube, you know," Blaine grunted into Artie's neck and relaxed while slipping down onto Artie.

"Oh, god!" both boys cried out at the same time, Artie from unbelievable amounts of pleasure and Blaine from the initial burn of the stretch. Once he sank all the way down, he sat for a moment, Artie rubbing circles on his back.

"Ok," Blaine said breathlessly. "You ok?"

"Yeah. When you're ready," Artie groaned. Blaine lifted himself up then back down, slamming down on his prostate hard.

"Oh fuck!" he cried out, gripping hard at Artie's shoulders. Artie took Blaine's hips and lifted him effortlessly up and down in rhythm. The boy couldn't thrust up, but he could definitely lift the boy. Blaine's head fell back in ecstasy as Artie impaled him on his cock faster, heat pooling in both their stomachs.

"Mm, Brittney!" Kurt cried out as he snapped his hips quickly into the blond. She tensed her muscles around him, sending him quickly toward the edge. The room was full of moans, heat and sex.

"Artie, fuck!"

"Blaine, so close!"

"Kurt, I'm gonna-!"

"Ungh, god!"

Kurt came hard as Brittney tensed around him, dropping his head against her shoulder and panting madly, his knees shaking. Artie pounded Blaine's prostate three more times before Blaine was shooting across his own chest and hand and clenching around Artie, who fell shortly after Blaine and filled him up. Blaine lifted a shaking hand a carded Artie's dark hair, kissing him lazily before lifting himself up off of Artie.

"Well," Artie said, his voice rough from overuse. "The movie's over."

Blaine chuckled against Artie's neck and stood, wincing. "Shit, that's gonna hurt for a while."

Kurt had put Brittney down and he walked over to Blaine, still naked. "That was so hot, you know," Kurt giggled.

Blaine rolled his eyes and smiled. "Artie's beast."

"Damn right," Artie replied, Brittney now sitting on his lap and hugging his neck, snuggling against the crook.

"Can we watch the movie again? I love Mean Girls," she said sleepily. Blaine and Kurt laughed and nodded. They all got back into various states of dress and settled on the couch, Artie in his chair next to it. Brittney was snuggled in Artie's lap, watching the movie through half-lidded eyes.

"I'm so sleepy, Artie," she whispered.

"Go to sleep, Britt. I'll hold you," he whispered back. She placed a kiss on his cheek and closed her eyes, drifting quickly to sleep.

"That's so sweet," Kurt cooed from his position on the couch, fitted between Blaine's legs again.

"She used to let me do this all the time when we were dating. Maybe this means I have a chance."

"Don't give up, Artie," Blaine patted his arm. "If you really love her, don't let her get away."

"I just want her to be happy," Artie looked down at Brittney's sleeping form.

"She is, Artie, she's just confused," Kurt said. "She really likes you, though. She couldn't stop watching you earlier."

Artie grinned and kissed her forehead. Kurt and Blaine turned their attention back to the movie, letting Artie watch Brittney sleep in his arms. Before long,

Kurt felt Blaine's chest rising and falling gently. He looked up to see his lover fast asleep.

"Looks like you wore him out," Kurt joked at Artie.

"He's a good guy, Kurt. I'm glad you found him. You deserved it."

Kurt smiled and took Blaine's hand in his, running a thumb across Blaine's knuckle. "Thank you. Want me to take you and Britt home?"

"You mind? She's exhausted. We'll come get her car tomorrow."

Kurt nodded and carefully stood trying not to wake Blaine, but failed.

"Whereyagoin?" he asked sleepily.

"Taking Artie and Brittney home. You get some sleep, I'll be back soon." Kurt kissed Blaine softly and their eyes lingered for a moment. Artie saw a spark between them, a silent 'I love you' exchanged by just their eyes. Artie smiled and looked down at Brittney, hoping that one day, she would look at him like that again. Thanks to Kurt and Blaine, he would never give up on Brittney.

Next we take a break from the Glee kids and just have Kurt and Blaine...but if you know me, it's not just sex...Kurt gets a new toy and Blaine can't wait to try out a new discovery Kurt has made about himself.