Chapter 5

The feel of hands, feather light as they were, undressing him woke him.

"Blaine?" Kurt groaned.

"Yes, beautiful," was the soft response. "I'm here to check in on you."

Kurt sighed and let Blaine undress him.

"What are you…"

"I need to see," Blaine said quietly. He turned Kurt over onto his belly, and Kurt carefully craned his neck to peek behind him.

Blaine knelt between his legs… one hand running gently up Kurt's back, relaxing him - and he twisted the plug and pulled it out.

"Fuck," Kurt gasped.

A surge of guilt washed over Blaine.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah… just very well fucked," Kurt sighed.

"Yeah?" Blaine said shakily.

"Worth it though," Kurt reassured him… The stretch, the burn, the soreness - it was part of something wonderful, even if it ended with a warm rush flowing out of him.

"I need a towel," Kurt murmured. "My sheets… Blaine?"

For Blaine didn't seem to be listening - he was tracing his hands over Kurt's ass, unable to look away. Kurt tried to roll over, but Blaine caught his hips with gentle hands and held him in place.

"What are you doing?" Kurt asked, exasperated. He could feel the come in him, dribbling out of him - it felt strange.

"Oh, I, well…" Blaine blushed, and Kurt was astounded - he'd never seen Blaine blush before.

"What? What is it? I'm kind of… dripping here!"

Blaine groaned helplessly, like the words were turning him on. Kurt suddenly realized where Blaine was staring - right as his hole, watching come drip out of him.

"Does that turn you on?" Kurt asked, astonished. He spread his legs slightly, and Blaine's breath hitched.

"M - maybe."

Kurt fixed him with a serious stare.

"Okay, a little… Yeah. It turns me on," Blaine admitted. "Can I… do you mind.. If I… look?"

"You want to look at my ass. After I've been fucked. When come is dripping out of me."

Blaine shivered and just nodded.

"Go ahead," Kurt said lowly. He didn't understand Blaine's kink… but he wasn't going to judge. He was too well-fucked at this point to care.

Kurt's legs spread a little further, pushing his ass closer to Blaine, who just groaned and leaned down.

A curious finger ran around Kurt's opening - it was quickly slick with come and lube.

Kurt hissed.

Blaine pulled back immediately.

"Did I hurt you?"

"Just sore."

"I can see that."

"Uh huh?"

"You're rather… red," Blaine said hoarsely.

Kurt just mmm hmmed and settled his head onto the pillow.

Blaine's finger returned to Kurt's hole, rubbing in gentle circles on the rim.

"You're so… open." Blaine said in awe.

Kurt groaned and looked over his shoulder to see Blaine staring intently.

"And dripping." Blaine circled his finger again, and then carefully, his hands spread Kurt's cheeks. "Can I…"

"Whatever you like," Kurt whispered.

He didn't think he could deny Blaine anything.

Before he could contemplate that thought, and just what it could mean - Kurt screamed as Blaine's hot tongue ran over his opening.

"Oh fuck!" The first touch was intense, and Kurt's hips shoved back, trying to get more of that amazing, moist touch.

Blaine was rimming him.  After Kurt had been fucked. By four guys, no less.

Blaine's tongue circled and dipped in just a little bit.  Kurt's hands desperately clutched at the sheets with each push of Blaine's tongue.

Blaine's tongue.  Inside of him.

"That's so dirty," Kurt choked out, but he just rocked back to help further the pure dirtiness.

"Absolutely filthy," Blaine purred in agreement, and went back to licking come out of Kurt's ass.

Shivering, Kurt moaned helplessly - how was this so hot? He could feel Blaine's hot breath against his hole every time he pulled back, then felt the slow slide of his tongue back inside.

"You know… its not just you you're licking out?" Kurt trembled.

"Who else?" Blaine growled.

"Wes, David, Greg… Oh, uh, uhh!"

Blaine was positively fucking him with his tongue now.

"Don't stop, please," Kurt begged. It should have been too soon for him to get turned on again - dear Gaga, how many times had he come today? At least four already… But his cock was living proof that Blaine was totally amazing at what he did.

"Won't," Blaine growled, and went right back to fucking his tongue in and out, like he just couldn't help himself. The bed was shaking - and Kurt suddenly realized that Blaine was rubbing himself off on the sheets - and wasn't that hot, that he couldn't resist, that doing this to Kurt drove him this crazy...

"Are you going to make me come again?" Kurt whined.

"You bet I am," Blaine swore.

Every lick, every thrust, was working to build something powerful inside of Kurt that threatened to overwhelm him any second.

"You're so hot," Blaine gasped when he pulled away to breathe. He slid a wet finger inside of Kurt, who clenched around it.

"No, you are," Kurt moaned, unable to look away from the sight of Blaine bent over him, mouth on his ass, despite how terrible the angle was for Kurt's neck. "I want… I want to get you off too."

"I can get off just watching you, tasting you," Blaine sighed.

Blaine's tongue in his ass quickly reduced Kurt to nonsense syllables.

"Mmm huh ahhh! Blaine!" He whined, and Blaine fucking hummed into his ass.

Kurt could feel it everywhere - spreading up his spine, making his nipples tighten… Blaine thrust his tongue in harder, brushing his prostate finally and Kurt whited out as he came.

He slowly came back to life, only to feel Blaine's tongue still there. Blaine was licking slowly now.

"Have to get it all out," Blaine whispered in explanation, and Kurt just groaned. When Blaine finally decided he'd done all he could, he sat up hurriedly, fumbling with his belt.

"Come here," Kurt said softly, turning, and Blaine shakily crawled up his body. Kurt reached down and took Blaine's dark red cock in his hand.

"Thank you," Kurt whispered, and kissed Blaine softly as he slowly began to jack him off.

"Kurt," Blaine groaned deeply. "Please."

Kurt just smiled and kissed him again as he lazily stroked Blaine's cock.

"More, harder," Blaine begged.

"Like this," Kurt said firmly. His hand twisted under Blaine's head, making Blaine cry out.

"Kurt, god, why? Please, more."

"Shh, unless you want me to stop," Kurt said silkily.

"No, don't," Blaine begged. He thrust helplessly into Kurt's grip.

"Then let me have control."

He nodded, his eyes closing as his head fell onto Kurt's shoulder, his entire body shaking.

"What are you thinking of?"

"You," Blaine said hoarsely.

"Doing what?"

Blaine bit his lip, and gasped out -

"Fucking me. Hard, till I can't walk - Kurt!" He wailed as Kurt took his hand off his cock. "Why - what - uhhhhh."

Kurt was pressing two fingers, slick with Blaine's pre come, against Blaine's tight hole, rubbing slowly.

"When I fuck you, Blaine - and I will," Kurt said darkly. "You're going to feel it for days. You're going to come to me begging for me to fuck you."

Blaine stared at him, at those sincere, hot-as-fuck blue-gray eyes, and thrust forward, grinding his cock against Kurt's hip.

"Fuck, fuck," Blaine said raggedly, and Kurt pushed a finger slowly inside of him. Blaine was hot and dry inside, and the pre come wasn't enough to fuck him with.

"Lube?" Kurt gasped.

"No, fuck me now," Blaine begged, and Kurt groaned and pulled his finger out before pushing back inside.

Blaine clenched around him, looking more desperately turned on every second.

"You're so tight," Kurt can't help but babble, and if he hadn't just come spectacularly he'd be hard again. "Soon, I'm gonna open you up with all my fingers, make you nice and ready for me."

"Yes…"

"Get you ready for my cock inside you, stretching you so wide," Kurt purred.

"I want you so bad - nngh," Blaine whimpered, because Kurt was taking his cock in hand and squeezing just right, finally speeding up, and Blaine tried to grab onto something before Kurt pulled him over the edge.

Blaine's come spurted over Kurt's hand and both their chests, and Kurt sighed happily as he kissed a dazed looking Blaine.

"Good, darling?"

"Yeah," Blaine whispered, his head falling onto Kurt's neck. "Oh my god, Kurt. That - you are fantastic."

Kurt just kissed the top of his head and carefully pulled out of Blaine. The other boy hissed slightly, and looked Kurt in the eye.

"How about a hot bath? I have a key to the prefect's bathroom."

"That sounds perfect," Kurt groaned.

"Good, let's… Well, when I can move."

"That may take a while," Kurt agreed.

So for the moment, they just lay wrapped up in each other, both hoping they would never really have to move again.