"OH MY GOD, I CANT BELIEVE IT!" Kurt threw his arms around Blaine outside the doors of McKinley High. Blaine had just walked from the principal's office with a class schedule and gel-free curls, indicating his step back into public school.

"What happened to prep school?" Santana asked, caressing Blaine's hand lightly.

"I decided to try and save Mom and Dad some money for college. Also, this sexy beast is here," he nodded toward Kurt. "I missed the hell out of him."

Kurt blushed and rolled his eyes. The glee kids were a changed group by this point. Before class, it was all they could do to not undress the couple with their eyes- well, with the exception of Finn, Sam, Quinn, Mercedes, Mike and Tina.

"Ok, guys, let's get down to it! Blaine, I'd like to welcome you to glee club and McKinley!"

"Thank you, Mr. Shue," Blaine flashed a charming grin, causing Santana, Brittney and Rachel to audibly swoon. Kurt just gave a smug smile and toyed with the curls at the base of Blaine's neck.

"Ooo..K." Mr Shuester looked at the group, confused. "So, let's talk about sectionals!"

Through the course of the class, Blaine and Kurt were exchanging messages in the back of the room. Finn couldn't help but stare over at the couple. Kurt read the text on his phone and bit his lip, turned his head and blushed furiously. Blaine glanced smugly at him, waiting for his reply. Finn knew Kurt liked him the the entirety of the last school year before he introduced their parents to get into his pants. Because Finn never really thought about being with guys, he never really looked. He tilted his head to the side a bit and studied Kurt. The boy was scanning his blue eyes over his phone, a look of arousal on his face. A quiver of a smile crossed his face as he returned it and Blaine read his, a barely audible moan escaping his lips.

Kurt looked up and noticed Finn staring. Finn quickly looked away. He knew the stories of his step-brother and his boyfriend's sexcapades with the rest of the glee club. Even Puck. PUCK! He remembered when Puck told him about it the next day during Call of Duty.

"I'm telling you, dude, their fucking amazing. Like, I don't think I'm gonna go fuck dudes now, but if they asked me again...in a heartbeat."

Finn felt a little uncomfortable about hearing about that, but after thinking it over, he was almost curious. They even rocked Brittney's world.

"Kurt has a really strong tongue," she mused during glee the next morning. Artie let out an aroused sigh at the memory.

Finn felt Kurt's eyes on him and he slowly looked back. Kurt was looking at him a little confused, but a little turned-on. Finn assumed it was from the dirty texts he and Blaine were sending each other, but he couldn't be sure.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the day and Kurt and Blaine walked quickly out of the room, the other glee clubbers watching them walk out.

"Hot action," Santana mumbled before shivering and walking out, too. Finn finally gathered his book bag and walked out. The halls were empty by now and he walked over to his locker to get some books when he heard a moan followed by sounds of kissing. He looked back and saw it was coming from an empty classroom about two doors down from his locker. Finn walked slowly toward the door and peaked inside, quietly cracking the door.

"Oh, fuck, so good," Kurt moaned against Blaine's mouth. Blaine had him pressed against the teacher's desk, rutting against his lap. Kurt grasped at Blaine's clothed back. Finn felt a strange warmth in his stomach and looked down to see that he was half-hard. He knew it was wrong. He had to leave.

"Finn!" Kurt cried out, seeing him standing at the door. Blaine turned his head, his hazel eyes black with need.

"S-sorry, I'll just-"

"No, stay," Blaine cut in. Kurt looked at Blaine in confusion. Finn looked between the two boys, unable to make his feet move him from the door.

"Um...I-"

"If you want," Kurt spoke up. "I won't say anything."

Finn's eyes widened. He looked down both ends of the hall before slipping into the room and locking the door. Finn stood awkwardly at the door.

Blaine walked over slowly and put out a hand for Finn to take. After a moment, Finn took it and Blaine led him over to the desk. Kurt's face was flushed, his hair now free from it's spray and falling over his eyes.

"This is crazy," Finn said to Kurt.

"Well, we're not actually related..." Kurt smirked. This sent shivers down Finn's spine. He never knew Kurt's voice could get that gravely and deep. Kurt stood up straight and stood forehead to eye with Finn, looking up at him through long eyelashes.

"You go first," Kurt said softly. "You don't have to do this if you don't-"

Finn's lips crashed against Kurt's, a large hand cupping the back of his neck to pull him closer. Kurt groaned and wrapped his arms around Finn's neck. Blaine watched in awe as the two boys made out furiously in front of him. His hand slid down over his erection and he palmed himself.

Finn broke away for air and Kurt smirked again. "I knew you had a little gay in you somewhere."

Finn couldn't help but laugh. Kurt looked over at Blaine, who was starting to unbutton his jeans for relief.

"Aw, he looks lonely," Kurt said in what others would have found a concerned tone, but the look of hunger in his eyes told a different story. Kurt pulled Blaine in and kissed him passionately, slipping his hand down into his now unbuttoned jeans.

"Mmmph," Blaine moaned against Kurt's lips. Finn's breathing became heavy watching the boys and hearing the noises escaping between them. Without looking, Kurt slipped the button open on Finn's jeans and unzipped them, slipping his other hand in and wrapping his hand around Finn, pumping in synchronization with the movements of his hand on Blaine's.

"Oh, shit," Finn grunted. Kurt made an approving noise and sped up a little. Finn could tell he was close. Kurt's hands were perfect for this- soft, smooth and large. Kurt must have sensed both approaching orgasms because his slipped his hands out of each of their jeans and turned to Blaine, tearing his shirt off over his head and running his hands over Blaine's pecks and nipping down the base of Blaine's neck and top of his shoulders.

"Mmm, baby, what do you want?"

Kurt leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "If he wants, can he fuck me?"

Blaine's cock twitched and he nodded, moving to remove Kurt's shirt. Kurt looked at Finn, who had slipped a hand down his boxers and was easing the throbbing sensation of his erection. Kurt pulled Finn in for a kiss before asking him. "Would you fuck me?"

Finn couldn't hold back a groan. He knew he would regret it later, say at the dinner table, but he nodded. Kurt smiled and kissed him again, moving to take off Finn's white polo. Ever since Rocky Horror, Finn has tried to take better care of his body by exercising in the weight room a couple extra days and laying off the sloppy joes. His body was more sculpted and Kurt was drinking it in while sliding Finn's jeans and boxers down at an agonizing pace.

"Damn, Hudson," Blaine breathed, a smirk on his face. "Those couple of extra days are working for you."

Finn blushed and then realized he was naked. Kurt stood up. "You can touch me too, you know," he quipped.

Finn swallowed and ran his fingertips over Kurt's neck, down his collar bone and over his chest, grazing a nipple. Kurt hissed at the contact and spurred Finn onward. Finn knelt down and fumbled with the button of Kurt's skinny jeans before slipping them down. He was met with Kurt's angry red erection and suddenly had the urge to taste.

"Oh, fuck!" Kurt threw his head back as Finn ran his tongue over the head of Kurt's cock, tasting the beaded precum. It was weird, but good. Finn took Kurt a little farther into his mouth and massaged his tongue against him. Blaine came in behind Kurt and kissed down his neck and shoulder before pulling two of his own fingers into his mouth and slipping one into Kurt, stretching him.

"Oh, Blaine, Jesus!" Kurt threw his head back against Blaine's shoulder and forced himself not to thrust into Finn's mouth. Finn was learning quickly and it felt amazing.

Blaine fucked Kurt with his finger a few more times before thrusting another one in and scissoring, knowing exactly where Kurt's prostate was and flat out refusing to stimulate it. Kurt whined as he felt himself getting close and tapped Finn's shoulder to warn him. Finn moved back and looked worried.

"C-Close," Kurt stammered, Blaine's finger's still working him open.

Finn stepped forward and kissed Kurt again, trying to avoid their erections slotting together, while Blaine bit at the base of Kurt's neck. He slipped his fingers out and guided Finn toward the teacher's desk chair. Finn sat, knowing what was about to happen, and spread his legs. Kurt sat with his back to Finn.

"You're sure?" Kurt asks one more time. Finn nods vigorously.

"Please."

Kurt slides down slowly on Finn, who has the feeling that thrusting into the heat immediately was a bid idea, so he resisted. This was so much more intense than Santana or masturbation. Kurt was hot, tight and ohfucksogood!

Kurt sheathed himself on Finn, then after a second, told him he could move. Finn lifted Kurt's hips up then brought him back down, causing the boy to cry out.

"Ungh, fuck, Finn, harder!" Kurt shouts and Finn complies. Kurt pulls Blaine over and Blaine bends down to kiss Kurt hotly on the mouth before Kurt pushes Blaine back against the desk and leans forward, placing both hands on the desk on either side of Blaine's hips, and takes Blaine's cock into this mouth.

"Oh, Kurt!" Blaine's hand flies to Kurt's hair and he begins to fuck Kurt's mouth. He knows he can take it.

Finn is thrusting quickly now, watching as Kurt sucks Blaine's cock. Blaine's head falls back and he cries out Kurt's name and shudders, coming hard down Kurt's eager throat. Blaine quickly spread's Kurt's legs and takes him into his mouth while Finn continues to fuck him, his thrusts becoming erratic with his coming orgasm.

"God, Kurt! I'm so-"

"Come, Finn, do it!"

That did it. That lustful command sent Finn into body-shocking orgasm, his head falling back over the chair as he pressed deep into Kurt. He suddenly felt Kurt's ass clench around him as Kurt's back arched and he came in Blaine's mouth. Finn slumped back in the chair, his breathing crazy and his body numb with pleasure. Puck was absolutely right. Amazing.

Kurt stood up slowly and leaned backward against the desk, his legs shaking slightly form effort. The three boys looked among each other before letting out laughs.

"This is going to be an interesting Friday night dinner," Kurt said to Finn.

"I'll keep a secret if you can," Finn replied. Kurt smirked and leaned forward to kiss Finn on the corner of the mouth.

"So...you two just sleep with everybody...but you're still together right? You guys are too awesome together and I hope I don't like...come between you guys."

"Don't worry," Kurt smiled and leaned his head on Blaine's shoulder, who slipped his arm around Kurt's waist. "We're together forever, it seems."

Finn nodded. "Good. I better get home. Mom wanted me to help with dinner."

"Ugh, when will she learn?" Kurt joked. Finn shoved his shoulder and kissed Kurt's cheek. "See you guys tonight."

They watched him dress quickly and leave the room. Blaine slipped his hand down between Kurt's cheeks and rubbed at his entrance, Finn's come leaking out of it.

"Mmm, Blaine, what are you doing?" Kurt bucked as Blaine rubbed the sensitive area. Blaine collected a bit of come on his finger and licked it clean.

"He tastes good, too," Blaine smirked and Kurt groaned before kissing Blaine sweetly. "I love you."

"I love you, angel," Blaine smiled against Kurt's lips. They dressed quickly then walked out of the room. When they got in the car and started the ignition,

Blaine stopped.

"What's wrong, baby?" Kurt asked.

"Ok...Carol, I can deal with...how the hell am I supposed to lie to Burt Hummel about having sex with both of his kids at the same time?"

Kurt stifled a laugh. "Well...technically..."

"I GET IT, FINN'S NOT YOUR BROTHER!" Blaine held up his hands in surrender. "Still...this is gonna be awkward."

"...but it was totally awesome."

Blaine sighed. "Yeah, it was."

yep...going to hell... not in a hand-basket, however... on Rumbleroar's back.