The bottle landed on me!

A simple kiss or maybe a lap dance would have sufficed, but hey I’m not complaining.

In fact I was really really happy.

“You sure you wanna do this white boy?” Mercedes asked Kurt.

Kurt just shrugged and smiled.

“Bout time Hummel puts that mouth of his to work!” Puck growled.

“Hey dude that’s my brother!” Finn laughed playfully hitting him on the shoulder.

“I’ve never done this before so I probably suck, hahahaha suck hahaha” Kurt laughed to himself.

“You and you’re whore lips will do just fine.” Santana winked, “And I have the perfect song!” She announced and walked over to select a song.

As Katy Perry’s Peacock started playing over the speakers I couldn’t help but laugh.

Kurt was singing along as he made his way over to me. He knelt down in front of my and placed his hands against my thigh’s, he rubbed down my legs as he removed my pants. He palmed at me through my boxers and grinned when he found that I was already hard.

His long fingers toyed with the waistband of my boxers and he reached in and freed my erection. He looked up at me with his piercing blue eyes and kissed the base of my cock.

He licked all down my length as I grew achingly hard. And he took me in all at once, bobbing his head up and down with just the right amount of suction. He ran his tongue against the underside of my cock and I couldn’t help but moan.

He kept moving his head up and down and I tangled my hands in his hair. He was absolutely beautiful like this.

“Oh fuck” I moaned and he laughed the vibrations from his mouth on my cock made it twitch. I immediately apologized but he pulled off with a popping noise and licked his lips, “You can fuck my mouth if you want.” He smiled and took me in again.

I thrust into his mouth and it just felt so good, “Oh fuck” I cried out. “Fuck, Kurt. You’re so good. Fuck.” I cried.

He sucked harder and swirled his tongue around, and oh the things he could do with his tongue “Fuck” I said as I thrust into his mouth again and again.

“Oh fuck, close.” I screamed but he didn’t pull back he only sped up and sucked harder taking me deeper.

I cried out and my eyes rolled backwards as I came down his throat and he swallowed around my cock. I swear to God, I had never come so hard in my life. What this boy could do with his mouth was amazing.

After I had completely come down from my mind-blowing orgasm he pulled off and licked me clean.

He looked up at me and smiled. “Fuck.” Was the only thing I could say I was completely speechless.

“You both are behind eight shots.” Santana laughed.

We both downed the shots and I thought I was going to black out. I could barely stand up I was clinging to Kurt like he was my life line. Not that that was a problem.

After a few more turns and a lot more body shots the only person left was Santana and we were all way to wasted to come up with a good dare, I think Finn decided for the group and she had to run around the neighborhood naked or something.

When she got back everyone got into various states of dress and began finding places to crash around the house.

The last thing I remember was sitting on the sofa with Kurt singing Shots before I passed out.

“Well if that isn’t the cutest thing ever! Get a picture!” Rachel laughed way too loudly for the condition of my head.

I opened my eyes to see her standing over me. “W-what?” I asked.

“Why are you cuddling Kurt?” Finn laughed.

“W-what?” I asked again but looked down to see I was on top of Kurt and my limbs were tangled around his body. I sat up gently and rubbed my head.

“When did I pass out?” I asked confused.

“You passed out a little after 5 am, Puck was going to draw a dick on your face but Kurt told him not to and then we all fell asleep on the floor.” Finn explained.

“I guess I’ll have to thank him for protecting me.” I shrugged.

“While you’re at it you should thank him for that orgasm he gave you.” Santana laughed from across the room.

“What’d I give who?” Kurt asked groggily sitting up holding his head. “My head hurts like a bitch, and why does my throat hurt?” Kurt coughed.

“Oh god! Blaine I’m so sorry! I was really really drunk! I’m sorry if that made you uncomfortable! I’m such an awkward person, I probably scared you off.” He laughed burying his head in his hands.

“Nah, its fine. Actually it was more than fine. It was fucking amazing!” I laughed.

“Hahaha oh God.” He groaned and lay back down on the floor.

“I really wanna go wash my mouth out but I’m to dizzy to move.” He complained covering his face.

Everyone just laughed and more people woke up.

“Kuuurrrt.” Finn whined.

“Whaaaaattttt?” Kurt teased.

“Go make breakfast. Please?” Finn smiled sweetly.

“And coffee!” Mercedes added.

“What do I look like to you?” He laughed getting up.

“My bitch. Now go make me food.” Santana whined.

“Fine. But you guys start cleaning up.” He sighed and walked into the kitchen.

By the time we had mostly everything cleaned up Kurt had made an enormous stack of pancakes and lots of coffee.

Before I entered the kitchen Kurt stopped me and pulled me back into the living room.

“Hey Kurt!” I smiled brightly.

“Hey, so about last night. I just wanted to apologize again. And also don’t worry about the rest of them, they won’t say anything at all. So don’t worry about rumors or anything. We never talk about what happens at our parties. So no worries. I just wanted to apologize again, hopefully you’re not too uncomfortable with me. I hate to see me being drunk and their dumb dares ruin you and Finn’s budding friendship. So sorry.” He smiled softly.

“Kurt, its fine. In fact I enjoyed it. And I wasn’t worried about any of that. Its fine, you don’t have to apologize. Okay?” I explained.

“I know, it’s just you’re new here and this town is rude and I didn’t want you to worry about any of that stuff. It wouldn’t be fair to you.” He smiled.

I wanted to tell him that I wouldn’t mind rumors, because they’d be true. I wanted to tell him that I really enjoyed it and that I really liked him. But I just couldn’t.

I shook my head and gave him a hug. I’m not really sure why, maybe because I’m love with him and I just wanted to hug him. But then maybe because he just looked like he needed a hug.

“Kurt leave Blaine alone and make more pancakes!” Puck yelled from the kitchen.

Kurt laughed and walked back into the kitchen.

Why couldn’t I just tell him I was gay?

Maybe because I was scared.

I heard Finn talk about how they treated him, I didn’t want that. I couldn’t handle that.