Chapter 5

Blaine's head felt very fuzzy, never did he once think that Kurt would turn out to be such a sex God, he looked at Kurt and always think of the innocent chubby nine year old but now that he had grown up those images were soon gone when he saw Kurt's features; Kurt had a slim body and was much taller than Blaine, his jaw line was there and so firm- Blaine just wanted to lick it and claim Kurt as his. Kurt's lips were kissable, his eyes were shocking Blaine through out his body, his smile causing Blaine's hairs to stand up, his laugh giving the older man a hard time to think- never in his life would he think of Kurt as a fuckable person but that had changed as did Kurt and his body.

After finding out that Kurt smokes, he felt a hard on coming along but that wasn't a very good thing, he was suppose to tell Burt about that but he wanted to see for himself first.

"So curly top, wanna smoke with us?" Santana questioned him, he felt Kurt tense up beside him remembering that he was with them and that Blaine was ten years older than them all. "We don't have all day, ya' know?"

"Oh um sure..."

"Good, well hurry, we have like only 20 minutes until our lesson starts." Mercedes said, everyone walked out of the store and went out of the mall. "Ugh, we won't make it in time..."

"Don't you have a car?" Blaine couldn't help it, the girls shook their heads.

"We came by bus, Bee."

Oh Jesus, again with the nickname; why does it sound so innocent and hot?

"I can drop you all off,"

"Oh that's great," Mercedes said as she leaned against the wall looking over at Santana who was already lighting up a cigarette, Santana took one out and handed it over to Mercedes with the lighter. 

"Hmm..." Santana made a noise before pulling it out with her fingers and handing the cigar over to her girlfriend and blowing out the smoke. "So curly fries, you wanna smoke?!"

"I suppose," Blaine answered, taking one out of the packet and lighting it up, placing it in his mouth.

"Is that all you had, Satan?" Blaine's eyes widen at the name calling. Santana nodded and smirked, "I wanted one."

"Why not share with sugar daddy over there? I bet you that he doesn't mind, I mean he did take care of you..."

Blaine gulped and turned to look at Kurt, who sighed and shook his head. "Um, Kurt, I don't mind if you want to share..."

"Will you really share that cigar with me?"

"Why not?"

Kurt smiled slightly and reached for it, his fingers brushing against Blaine's lips making the both of them gasp quietly. Blaine just wanting to suck in the lips and Kurt wanting the press his fingers against it before kissing the older man.

Kurt grabbed the cigar and placed it in his mouth and felt the different taste- the substances in the cigar along with Blaine's germ free mint breath, he wanted to groan at the taste as he felt himself get a bit hard.

It took about five minutes for all of them to finish their cigar, Kurt and Blaine blushing like crazy as they could taste each other throughout the whole time and the girls smirking as they watched the two interact.

"Come on you all," Blaine rolled his eyes and walked towards the car. "Don't want you all to be late..." Everyone sat in, Kurt sitting beside Blaine.

Everyone was silent throughout the whole ride towards school, no one spoke a word until Mercedes asked Blaine to switch on the radio. 'Carry Out' by Timbaland started playing and Blaine noticed Kurt turning pink, the girls laughing and giggling at him.

"What's going on?"

"Oh Blaine, this is Kurt's-"

"Please Shut up, 'cedes." Kurt said turning around to face the window.

"No way! The older white boy needs to know..." the girls giggled. "Basically, when Kurt dances to this song, he turns into a dancing stripper or just a fucking attention whore because this boy here knows how to move his body..."

Blaine's eyes widen, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the sterling wheel, images of Kurt under all those layers flashed through his mind, him trying to get rid of them as he was driving and because of how inappropriate it was. Blaine drove up the driveway of the school's entrance, waiting, for the teens to get out and go in before driving off.

Kurt watched Blaine drive off, he can't believe his friends did that. But other than that he was feeling dizzy, everything smelt like Blaine and he loved it, his eyes sparkled at the thought of Blaine being on top of him; now he knows that he liked older men.

Blaine drove up to the drive way and parked, he killed the engine and sighed, dropping his head back against the chair with his eyes closed. Kurt was in his mind and was not suppose to be, this was not right, this was so perverted!

He shook his head and got out of the car, shutting the door and getting inside to find Burt sleeping and Finn playing video games- wait, what the actual fuck? Blaine rolled his eyes and went down in the basement bedroom of Kurt and looked through the place, trying to get comfortable with sharing the place with Kurt; the guest room was almost cleaned up, it just needs a new bed.

He sighed and walked around, opening drawers and checking everything. He reached the drawers of the bedside table and pulled it open before his jaw had dropped, there in the drawer was a bottles of lube and a purple dildo along with a vibrator of the colour blue.

Blaine's knees went weak, this Kurt is killing him with surpises and now images of Kurt shoving those toys in him was rushing like a car on a highway; Kurt was not the sweet innocent boy anymore...oh no no... he is all freakin' sexy, his shape, his movements, his body, his voice- wait, Finn said that he sings... Jesus tap dancing Christ, Blaine did not want to know how Kurt sings because then he would have to take the younger boy in front of anyone.

He closed the drawer and went back upstairs to the kitchen to get himself something to eat.

With Kurt, at school, his heart was thrumping and beating way too fast for his own liking. Seeing Blaine was making him go wild and his hormones are increasing with the insanity of wanting to have sex- he likes older men, so what? But Blaine wasn't that old, was he? Oh Jesus, why the hell was Kurt thinking about his brother's best friend.

Kurt then remembered that he was in class, where there was a lot of students sitting and listening (ya' right!) to the teacher, what class was Kurt in again? Kurt's blue eyes slowly fell down onto the test book in front of him- Oh yeah, Math. 

Kurt rolled his eyes and leaned against his hand, sighing softly. His mind, that he had no control over, started to wonder off again which finally led to Blaine; the sexy twenty-six year old man was in his mind again, the way his smile just makes Kurt's heart flutter with so much butterflies, his eyes making him melt and his body shape... he looks so fucking sex-

BAM!

Kurt snapped wide awake to find everyone staring at him and a teacher, math teacher, in front of him. He blushed, "Yes, ma'm?"

"Please care to answer the equation on the board, Mr.Hummel." She snapped with a glare. "Answer it or else you are going straight to the Deans office."

Kurt got up and just in time to save his life, the bell rang. He grin and gave the marker back to the teacher, collecting his things and heading out of the door and not bothering to listen to her when he hears her shouting after him.

He could not wait until he leaves school and today he was interested in leaving school and skipping Glee Club, going directly at home to see Bla- no, he meant Finn and Burt.

He clutched his bag and strutted over to the phone (school's phone) and dialled his father's number,

"Hello?"

"Hi dad,"

"Kurt? Why are you callin' me, kid?"

"I was wondering if I can come home like right now."

"Hmm... not sure, I mean I just left the house to go to work...and don't you have class?"

"I do but I'm not really feeling for the next one..."

"Which is the next class?"

"It's French and you know I am fluent..."

"Fine but never do this again, alright?"

"Sure," Kurt mumbled through the phone. "Um dad, is anyone home?"

"Oh um just Blaine, Finn went out to the mall..."

Shit. Kurt wanted to use his new toy. "Oh OK, I'll see you later dad.."

"Bye, Kurt."

Kurt sighed and walked out of the school building towards the bus stop, he sighed and looked at his shoes before an idea popped in his head, he ran to the nearest film store and entered.

He looked around at the back and found what he was looking for, he picked it up and went to buy it. The cashier looked at Kurt, Kurt rolled hi eyes and answered. "Its a prank for a friend..."

Ok, that was a lie...he would never buy gay porn for nothing....

He paid and went directly home and into his bedroom, undressing himself and taking out the lube and dildo before entering the dic into the player, switching on the tv he waited for it to load as he started stroking his cock, bringing it to life also not noticing that someone emerged out of his bathroom.