In Control

"No fighting!" Kurt shouted and sprinted towards the direction where all the commotion was originating from. "Everyone stop fighting!" In all honesty Kurt did not believe the five high school age boys would stop fighting because of his simple words. He was thin, twenty-three years old and still referred to as the ‘new teacher. Kurt may have the title teacher of chemistry and music, but he was still viewed as a timid school boy who was easily ignored and frequently toppled over.

"Please stop," a weak boy cried. Kurt paled as he neared the fight scene. Lying on the ground was his best friends seventeen year old brother, and hovering over him were four other boys. One of the boys was saddling the victim and punching him. The other three boys were both cheering and kicking the same victim. "Please stop," the same boy chocked with tears and blood. 

"Stop this instant!" Kurt screamed again. Surprisingly, the four boys stopped attacking the crying seventeen year old who was still lying on the ground. "Go to the principals office this instant and dont think I dont know all of your names. I never thought I would see this kind of behavior from you boys."  The four attackers stared at Kurt with confused expressions and pale cheeks.  "You heard me. Go to the principals office now!"

The oldest of the boys and most likely the leader of the group blinked several times. "Why are you shouting Mr. Hummel? What are you talking about?"

Kurt was temporarily caught off guard by the subtle and easy nature of the boy. The blond hair boy name Robert was normally just that, calm and collected. Robert had never demonstrated to be the aggressive or violent person that he was acting like less than fifteen seconds ago. "Robert, I want you and your friends to go to the principals office this second. I will be there soon as I take Mr. Anderson to the nurses office."

Robert worriedly raised his eyebrows. He had never been in trouble before and he could not understand why he was in trouble now. "What is wrong with Blaine?" 

"What is wrong with me?" Blaine struggled to stand up. Kurt volunteered his shoulder for the boy to lean on. "You and your friends attacked me!" Robert immediately began protesting the accusation against him. "Stop pretending that you are innocent. It is about time everyone learned now what kind of person you truly are."

"Blaine, what are you talking about?" Brian asked next to Robert.

"Kurt...I mean, Mr. Hummel, this really hurt." Blaine hissed and added more of his weight onto Kurts shoulder.

Kurt struggled to keep the dark hair boy standing upright. "Brian, I want you, Robert and all of your friends to go to the principals office now." Kurt growled and all four boys dropped their heads in defeat and began walking in the direction Kurt had instructed. None of the boys could understand what just happened. The last thing any of them could remember was getting ready for football practice. They could not remember Blaine Anderson being anywhere in their memories.

Meanwhile Blaine gave himself a congratulatory smile. Everything had turned out beautifully. The bright smile was fleeting and soon replaced with a painful and distressed expression. "Please dont take me to the nurses office." Blaine cried.  "If I go there, then the nurse will call my parents."

"Are they out of town again?"

Blaine shyly nodded his head in agreement. "They moved to Seattle and left me in Ohio. They still pay all of my bills and expenses. My dad wont care that I got beat up. He would just say that I derived it and then ask if Im now straight. As for my mom...she likes to pretend that her son is not gay." Blaine stopped talking when he felt Kurts hand gingerly touch his waist for added support.

"Im really sorry Blaine, but you need to go to the nurse. You could be internally bleeding or have other injuries I cannot recognize. Youre my student and I cannot stand by and watch you suffer."

The dark hair boy savored the acknowledgement that this beautiful man cared for him. "Thank you."

Blaine Anderson was eleven years old the first time his big sister, Rachel, invited Kurt over for a sleep over party. Prior to that afternoon, Blaine did not realize that a boy could be so beautiful. It was also that day that when Blaine realized he favored boys over girls, and Kurt in particular. Unfortunately for Blaine, he was viewed as nothing more than Rachels nerdy younger brother. With time it because obvious to everyone, except Kurt, that Blaine was madly in love with the fair skin beauty.

Rachel found out about the crush when she overheard her brother confessing his love for Kurt in front of a mirror. Mr. and Mrs. Anderson learned that their son was gay when they walked in on Blaine pleasuring himself to a picture of Kurt. Blaine was fourteen at the time.

Rachel and Kurt remained friends in high school and college. During the entirety of this time frame Rachel hid Kurt away from her younger brother. It was not until she and Kurt were twenty-one and Blaine got a boyfriend before Rachel allowed her brother to see Kurt again. To this day Rachel does not know that Blaines ‘boyfriend was just a ploy for Blaine to see Kurt again.  

Mr. and Mrs. Anderson began distancing themselves from their son the moment Blaine proudly announced himself to be gay. 

Blaine did not mind being isolated from his family. The new found freedom and lack of responsibility allowed him time to begin practicing dark magic. Blaines grandmother was a dark magic witch and she elected Blaine to be the grandchild that she would pass the gift on to. Blaine was twelve the first time he casted a spell, but it was not until he was fourteen when he put his heart truly into it. Now at the age of seventeen Blaine is well crafted and powerful. One of Blaines magical specialties is mind and body control. 

There are very few people in the school that Blaine has not manipulated to some degree for his own amusement. To all the promiscuous girls who make fun of his hair and wardrobe, Blaine increased their chances of fertility. A number of such girls have, since then, suddenly quit attending school. For the boys who teased Blaines sexuality, Blaine would give them interesting dreams which left them wet and questioning their own desires.  With the exception of Kurt, Blaine has controlled most of the school faculty for better grades and more freedom. Blaines was waiting for the right time to control Kurt, such times were coming close.

"No need to thank me. Ive known you far too long." Kurt tried to lighten the conversation.

"I guess were both old men together." Blaine spoke back. Blaine usually tried to minimize their six year age difference.

Kurt gave Blaine a hurt expression. "Youre not old. If youre old then Im an antique."

Blaine wanted to say something, but the duo arrived outside the nurses office. On the closed white door was a note saying that the nurse had left for the day.

"Is it four-thirty already?" Kurt gasped. Where had the day gone?

"Yeah, its okay Kurt...I mean Mr. Hummel. Im alright. You can just let me go home. Ill be fine tomorrow."

"I dont think you should be alone. Would you care if I called Rachel?"

"No."

Kurt dialed his friend. Rachel had moved to New York after she graduated from college. Before she left, she had asked Kurt to keep an eye on her younger brother. The phone rang multiple times until Rachel finally answered.

"Hello," Rachel cheerfully answered. Kurt quickly told Rachel of Blaines attack.

"I want to take him to the doctor, but-"

Rachel frantically interrupted her friend. "Dont take him to the doctor?"

"What?" Kurt pulled the phone away from his ear and gave Blaine a confused expression. Blaine just smirked and whispered another spell.

"Can he stay with you tonight? He is probably really scared and tired."

Kurt glanced back at Blaine. Blaine did look scared and tired. "That is fine."

"Great," Rachel quickly hung up.

Kurt confusedly closed his phone. Normally it was impossible to get Rachel off the phone. The brown hair girl could talk for hours at the time. Normally she would talk about a play she auditioned for or a cute boy who flirted with her. Never before had she said ‘great and then end the conversation. On top of the simple fact that she was not acting like her normal self, she also showed little concern for her brothers wellbeing.

Kurts confusion was not missed by Blaine. "Sorry if Rachel was not acting like her crazy self. She has been stressed out lately because no theater will hire her." Blaine did not see it necessary to add that he placed a curse over Rachel, a curse to prevent Rachel from ever acting on a stage. The younger brother had still not forgiven his sister for keeping him and Kurt away from each other. 

"That would explain it." Kurt tucked his phone away. "Rachel asked for you stayed with me tonight. I have a spare bed for you. Would that be alright with you? I dont want to make you feel uncomfortable."

"I-I-I wont want to be inconvenience you." Blaine shyly bit his lips, but his true intentions were to prevent himself from licking his lips with hungry lust.

"Of course not," Kurt smiled. "Would you feel safe waiting in my office while I talk to the principle about your attack?"

"I wouldnt mind at all."

The two boys walked in comfortable silent back to Kurts office. Once they arrived Kurt ensured from Blaine that he would be comfortable on his own.

"Ill be fine." Blaine nervously answered. "Please dont be gone for too long."

"Youre safe now. I wont let anything bad happen to you."

"Thank you."

Kurt offered Blaine an encouraging smile and closed the office door behind him.

Kurt had not been gone for more than ten seconds before Blaine began his preparatory work. Without shame or hesitation Blaine unbuttoned and removed his pants and underwear. Thanks to Blaines best efforts he did not succumb to his lust and take care of his growing problem. He was here on a mission. If his mission was a success, then the next time he would be naked in Kurts office, Kurt would be naked too and preferable leaning over the desk with widen legs. Blaine struggled to push back the image. Kurt in such positions has polluted his mind since he was fifteen. 

Without anything holding him back, Blaine opened the bottom desk drawer. The drawer was filled with various papers and forms. None of the information captured Blaines interest. The mundane appearance of the draw shifted when Blaine secretly stowed away his dirty underwear in the back of the drawer. Then, as if the underwear was not enough of a scandal, Blaine added an opened box of condoms and half empty bottle of lube.

Satisfied by his work the teenage turned his attention to Kurts computer. The computer did have a security password, but even an amateur witch or sorcerer could have infiltrated the database. Just as expected Blaine tapped into the computer smoothly. One there Blaine downloaded multiple nude pictures of himself in various positions and costumes. Blaine would prefer not to explain how the pictures were taken, but trust assured that there is an interesting back story. While the pictures were downloading off his flash drive and into the Kurts computer, Blaine created a special file to store his pictures. The file was simply titled "B.A."

With nothing else to do, the dark hair boy logged off of Kurts computer and put his pants back on. It was ten minutes later when Kurt returned with grim news.

"I dont understand..." Kurt puzzled in a foul temper. "Robert and his friends were not in the principals office. When I arrived the principal told me that all your attackers are out of town of a football game. He called the football manager and all of those boys have good alibies...." 

Blaine acted surprised by the news. "What? Kurt, what are you talking about? No one attacked me." The dark hair boy lied. If his spell was going to work, then Kurt would need to be very confused.

"No... You were attack. I saw it. I saved you. Dont you remember... I called Rachel and she requested that you sleep at my house tonight?" Kurt gasped. Was he losing his mind? 

"Kurt, do you care if I call you Kurt? Have you been sleeping? You look tired.

Kurt did not feel tired before, but now his eyelids seemed to be growing heavy. "Now, that you mention it, I havent been sleeping much lately...Enough about me, how are you feeling?"

Blaine stepped closer to Kurt and gently rubbed circles on the other mans back. "Im fine. I think you are the one who needs help. Come on, let me help you home."

Kurt did not open his bottom desk drawer or check his computer again for the evening. It was late and he was not feeling like his normal self. He felt dizzy, confused and Blaine did not look like Rachels younger brother. Blaine looked more mature and wiser.

"Blaine, you look different." Kurts words were slurred, almost as if he was drunk. 

Blaines hot breath ticked Kurts ear. "I suggest we get home and in bed quickly." Blaine was finished with pushing back his eagerness. Tonight he would finally release his years of lusting after his big sisters best friend. 

...

To anyone who has been ever be graced or cursed with Kurts company in the morning would understand that Kurt is not a morning person. No matter how late he wakes up or how dark his room is, Kurt is always in a foul temper. The cure to the Kurts morning irritation is a cup of coffee and general silence for the next ten minutes after waking.

This particular morning began with the promise of being like every other day. However, as Kurts blue eyes began to flicker against the morning light, subtleties took over his morning irritability.

The first subtlety was the simple fact that he was lying on the left side of the bed. He always went to sleep and woke up on the right side of the bed. The second change was Kurts nightstand and dresser. All the drawers were pulled opened and the materials from within those drawers were either on the floor or partly hanging out of the side. Kurt had self-discipline strictness over organization and cleanliness to the point it was almost an obsession. The scene before him was unacceptable. The third difference was the big fact that Kurt was nude and his bedding felt a little sticky. The combination of the three subtle changes to Kurts routine left him feeling nauseous and ashamed.

"What happened last night?" Kurt sat up from his bed and glanced around his room. It looked like a wild party had been thrown. His window curtains were ripped from the wall and the clothes on the floor looked like they were removed and tossed away with savage eagerness. The pale boy felt his cheeks flush when he recognized the outfit he wore the previous day laying on the floor. Next to his shirt and pants was another set of clothes. The tiny blue bowtie among the heap caused Kurt to cover his mouth with his hands. "Oh no, oh no." Kurt weakly stumbled out of bed and accidently fell onto the floor.   

"Oh good youre up." Kurt timidly peaked over his bed and looked towards the bedroom threshold. Standing there was a naked Blaine holding two cups of coffee. "Oh, dont be shy Kurt. There is no longer reason for you to be embarrassed around me." The dark hair boy stepped away from the door and advanced towards the older man. Kurt retaliated to Blaines actions by wrapping a sheet around his naked body. Kurt remained kneeling on the floor. "Seriously Kurt, I have an excellent memory. There is nothing left of you that I havent seen or will ever forget. You might as well get used to it."

The other boy grew worried. "What happened last night?"

The dark hair boy laughed and sat the coffee on the nightstand and then stretched out on the bed. Kurt looked everywhere except at Blaine when the dark hair boy opened his legs widely and moaned.

"Oh, what did happen last night? Well it began with a nice dinner of wine and chocolate covered strawberries and it ended with you riding me like there was no tomorrow. I never knew you could move so fast. It was a lot of fun. Can we do it again? Look Im already for you." Blaine motioned towards his growing appendage.

A million horrified thoughts and questions passed through Kurts mind. Did he just have sex with a student? Did he sleep with an underage boy? Did he wildly ride his best friends baby brother? The answer had to be no. It needed to be no.

"Blaine this isnt funny. What happened last night?"

The younger boy smirked at his teacher. "We had a lot of fun last night. Ive wanted to sleep with you since I was fourteen. How long have you wanted me? I want to guess a very long time. Tell me, when you saw me dating other guys were you jealous? Did you wish you were them instead? Your eagerness last night seems to think so."

"B-B-Blaine."

"I certainty wished they were you." The teenage ignored the warning in Kurts voice. "I forget who I lost my v-card to, but I do remember giving him a little magic to make him look like you. Dont worry gorgeous," Blaine winked, "None of them can compare to the real thing."

"Blaine."                                                                          

"Stop mopping on the floor Kurt, and get back up here. Im hard and ready for that tight ass of yours."

"Dont you dare talk to me that way!" Kurt screamed. "What did you do to me last night? Did you slip something in my drink?"

Hazel eyes flashed red for a moment, just a moment. It was never a question who was in control. Blaine was always in charge of his actions, and now he was in control of Kurts actions. "If I were you, Kurtie, I wouldnt talk that way to me...unfortunate things could happen to you."

Blue eyes looked towards Blaine. "I dont remember what happened last night. Can we please pretend that this did not happen?"

Blaine stood back up from the bed and walked towards Kurts dresser. "Ive wanted you for far too long. Im not going to just pretend this did not happen. You dont remember what happened? Well luckily I recorded it." Blaine smiled and removed a camera setting on the dresser. "You see Kurt, I have special gifts. These gifts allow me to make people do what I want them to do. But youre different Kurt. I want you to want me. I want you to choose me. Unfortunately, you needed a little persuasion to make the chose I want you to."

Kurt carefully watched Blaine walk to the side of the bed he was setting next to. "What kind of persuasion?"

The teenage age lifted a corner of the sheet covering Kurts naked body and set next to Kurt. Blaine rested his spare hand on Kurts upper thigh. "I can make people do certain things for me. For example, I made you rape me last night."

Kurt did not have a chance to response before the tiny screen on the camera replayed the previous night.

"There we are." Blaine rested his head on Kurts shoulder and began narrating. "We had just finished eating dinner and suddenly you stopped acting like your wholesome self." Kurts eyes widen as he watched himself push Blaine against the wall and began grinding their bodies together. In the video Blaine cried out in pain and began protecting Kurt dominance. The older man was not influenced by the younger boys whimpers.

"Dont worry," the teenage tried to comfort. "I wasnt in any pain. I just needed to make this rape look authentic. The next time you and I role play, can we act with you being the rape victim? Only Ill be fucking you." Kurt did not hear Blaine. The video recorded less than nine hours ago resumed playing.

With nothing better than to describe as savage, Kurt watched as he tried to undress Blaine. Blaine did not submit to Kurts actions easily. In the video Blaine frantically tried to fight back. The question of how Kurts bedroom became so messy was quickly answered. Kurt finally won the battle and completely removed all of Blaines clothing and then tied to the screaming boy to his bed with different colored scarfs.  

"I originally brought with me handcuffs for you to use, but when the time finally came I decided that that scarfs were a hotter kink." Blaines hazel eyes brightly lit up. "Oh, this is my favorite part."

Kurt wanted to look away from the screen, but Blaine would not allow it. "Dont you want to watch us become one?" From the camera Kurt watched and he sat on and then began riding Blaine. "Look at how well you just take me all in."

Blaine may or may not have turned up the volume of the camera, but the sounds of Blaine ‘crying out in pain, Kurt grunting and skin slapping against skin, cause Kurts ears to burn. "I r-r-raped you..."

The teenaged laughed and closed the camera. "It wasnt a rape. It was incentive for you to stay with me. I can see how this can be confusing for you. So allow me to explain." Blaine stood up from the floor and picked up Kurt with him. "According to his video you raped me. Yesterday, I hide my dirty underwear in your office at school and I download pornographic images of myself onto your work computer. With all of this evidence and my testimony in court, I could have you arrested. You would be arrested, your records would be tarnished and you would be fire. Lets not forget that your family and friends would disown you. Do you want that?" Kurt remained completely passive as Blaine lifted him onto the bed. The sheet covering Kurts naked body remained on the floor.

"What do you want?"   Kurt fearfully asked. The hungry hazel eyes staring at his pale flesh was answer enough. "What do I need to do?"

Blaine smiled at Kurts questions. "See, I just need to give you a little incentive for you to see things my way." Blaine may be younger, but his body was more muscular and sexually experienced. "I want you to put your hands here." The dark hair boy lifted the two arms towards the headboard and secured the two hands with two scarfs. "I want your feet here." Olive tone hands motioned for the two shaking pale legs to widen. Kurts feet were trapped to opposite sides of the bed.  "Thanks better."

Kurt closed his eyes when he the bed shift and rough lips attack his neck. Blaine did not return from the conversation until Kurts neck was fully marked with his signature.

"What I want from you Kurt, is your mind, body and soul. I mainly want your body, but your love will make the physical more satisfying."

Kurt remained breathing loudly with fear. Afraid that if he moved too quickly then his entire world would come crashing down.

"Kurt, I will never make you come with me. I will never rape you or use your body against its will again. If you want me to leave, then Ill leave." Blaine kissed Kurts right cheek. "Just be aware the recording of last night comes with me, as does my testimony." Cold lips then kissed the left side of Kurts face. "What do you say? Will you give me your body and love? Or do you want to lose everything?" Kurt shivered underneath Blaine and accepted the feeling of Blaines hands touching his sex and Blaines tongue licking his collar bone. "You better answer quickly my love. Per my request and influence, the principle and his team are going to be doing surprised searches in all the teachers offices. I would hate for them to find all the goodies I hide away under your name. Tell me your answer, Ill undo my spell, and they will forget to check your office for any wrong doings."

"You want me to be your sex slave." Kurt stated.

The teenage pulled back and smirked. "I wouldnt use the term ‘sex slave, but if you would like to wear cuffs and call me ‘master I wouldnt complain. No, instead I was thinking of us having a healthy and mature relationship. A relationship where we live together, share our days and end up in the same bed. You would still teacher chemistry and music. I wouldnt stop you from living your normal life."   

"Youre only a child, Blaine. How can you know what you want in life? Ah...!" Kurt was quickly silenced when Blaine rolled the pale boy onto his stomach.

"Im not a child. Im more of a man than you. I said it before and Ill say it again. Im a sorcerer and I can make people do what I want them to do. I ensured that you stayed a virgin for me. Im the only guy you have been with. I on the other hand, have been with plenty of other men. Some men have even been older than you." Blaine honestly informed the boy beneath him. "You are a teacher because I took away all of your opportunities. And I have already been accepted into Harvard for the coming fall. Trust me," the dark hair boy allowed his fingers to tease Kurts back. The teasing ending when Blaine slipped his index finger into Kurt.  "I know perfectly well what I want. I have known that Ive wanted your love and attention since I was eleven, and Ive wanted this body until I was fourteen. It is you who doesnt know what he wants in life."

A second finger wiggled into Kurt. "Now I ask, what do you want Kurt? You only have two options. Do you want me or a rape conviction?"

Kurt pressed his forehead into the pillow and accepted the teasing Blaine was inflicting upon him.  What other choice did he have? "You."

Blaine smiled and kissed Kurts shoulders. "Prove it." Kurt started crying when the younger boy rolled Kurt onto his back.  "Not only do I want you to prove it, I also want you to agree to always be mine."

More tears fell from Kurt when Blaines intentions become obvious.

"Open up." The dark hair boys rested his knees on opposite sides of Kurts neck. Blaines sex aimed directly towards Kurts mouth. "If you open your mouth, then youre accepting this agreement with me. Youre agreeing to follow me where ever I go, to do whatever I tell you to do. One day you will marry me and help me raise our children. If you do all of this and never complain or deprive me of sex or a smile, then our agreement stands. Otherwise, your fate will be decided by a judge."

"I agree." The pale boy cried.

"Beautiful." Blaine motioned his body closer to Kurts mouth. "Now open wide for me."

Kurt did and the union was solidified.

The End