“You like that, don’t you, my little whore?” growled Blaine, his dick pressing hard against his zipper.

“Let me fuck you, Blaine, please?” pleaded Jermaine as Blaine nibbled his neck.

“Tell me how bad you want it, how are you going to fuck me?” Blaine groaned. The thought of Jermaine inside him made his cock ache.

“I’ll pick you up, and you’ll wrap your legs around my waist,” said Jermaine breathing rapidly as Blaine removed his top, and kissed Jermaine’s bare chest.

“And then?” Blaine demanded.

“And then… I’ll slam you against the wall, and kiss down your neck,” Jermaine heard Blaine give a throaty moan. “And then I’ll slide my dick inside you and thrusting at your favourite angle, hitting your prostate each. and. every. time.”

“Ergh, fuck me! Now!” Blaine screamed.

Jermaine began to undo Blaine’s pants, loosening the pressure on his dick. Blaine removed his shirt revealing his perfect chest and abs. Just, wow. Jermaine removed Blaine’s pants and stood staring openly as the beautiful boy stood in front of him.

“Come here,” said Jermaine pulling Blaine close.

He looped his arms around Blaine's waist an moved them down to his ass giving it a firm squeeze, and then moved his hands down to Blaine’s thighs and picking him up.

Blaine's cock gained the friction he craved as Jermaine carried him and slammed him against the wall and began abusing his neck again.

“Oh God, JJ, just fucking get your cock inside me now,” said Blaine, his dick was getting sore now, he needed to cum.

“Okay, okay don’t get your knickers in a twist,” said Jermaine lining himself up at Blaine’s entrance.

Blaine hissed at the intrusion, it burned. Jermaine kept his hips stationary a moment to allow Blaine to adjust, and then began to thrust deeply into Blaine, hitting Blaine's prostate and sending waves of pleasure through the other boy.

“Fuck, shit oh god Kurt oh god… faster, faster more, more, more, please.” whined Blaine as Jermaine kept thrusting, quickening his pace.

Both the boys’ breathing was shallow and rapid… they felt the familiar coiling in their abdomens, Blaine felt Jermaine cum inside him.

Jermaine’s legs went weak; he pulled out of Blaine setting him down, still hard.

“Kurt? Blaine, you said Kurt!” snapped Jermaine.

And then Jermaine woke up.

“Shit, again?” he muttered to himself. It was the downside to having an extremely attractive best friend who you are head-over-heels for.

Jermaine loved Blaine, he’d always loved Blaine. Ever since they first met at Dalton, he’d been confused about his feelings for Blaine. His parents were extremely ‘anti-gay’, and Jermaine knew that if he came out he’d get kicked out of the house. So when he finally came to terms with it he hid it. From everyone. Including Blaine.

’Okay, Jermaine. You have to tell him… if you just wait for him you know he won’t see it. You know he’ll never see it, unless you tell him. I know it’s going to be hard.’

‘Yeah, I know it’s been like this for years, but what if he says ‘no’. A lot has changed since then, he has a crush on Kurt now, he’s moved on.’

‘Are you stupid? There is always something left behind after crushes, especially ones as hard as he had one you. He really cared... really cares about you.’

‘I know.’

‘I still don’t know why we lied.’

‘Because I wasn’t ready, I was confused. I wanted to be sure, I didn’t want to break his heart.’

‘But you know if you had told him he’d be yours now.’

‘Yes, yes, I know don’t bloody rub it in. He likes Kurt now though, and I think he likes him more. He really likes him.’

‘Yes, I know but he really cares about you too.’

‘But not as much.’

‘You believe that! But you know why don’t you… If you’d just come out to him… He might be able to read it better.’

‘I can’t come out; I don’t think I’m strong enough.’

‘You are, you can do it, just imagine if you came out and told him how you felt maybe he’d fall into your arms, there’s part of him that still loves you, you know? I can see it in his eyes.’

‘But it’s not the same love as he loves Kurt… If he truly loved me why did he blow me off yesterday?’

‘Like he said he probably just forgot. You can’t tell me that if you were in Blaine’s position that you wouldn’t forget about him.’

‘That’s the difference! I wouldn’t because if I was in Blaine’s position, I’d be having lunch with him.’

‘You know what I meant.’

‘I just wouldn’t - he means too much to me!’

‘But-‘

‘But nothing. He forgot… He forgot about me - his best friend.’

‘You still mean something to him, you’ll always mean something to him… He’ll do anything to make you happy.’

‘Just shut-up I need some sleep.’

‘You should try to tell him again…’