Blaine closed his eyes and threw his head back as Kurt sped up his motions but almost screamed when he felt Kurt lick at the head of his cock. Blaine's eyes snapped open and he looked down to see Kurt staring right at his face. Kurt placed one of his arms on Blaine's waist to prevent him from thrusting in too hard, and sunk his mouth over him as far as he could. Kurt loved how Blaine's cock felt in his mouth and how much stronger the smell of him was down there. Kurt inhaled through his nose deeply and moaned as he continued to sink his mouth down over Blaine's thick shaft. Blaine was shivering from being unallowed to thrust up into the hot, wet heat of Kurt's mouth. Kurt pulled off with a lewd pop and immediately returned his mouth to Blaine's cock, swirling his tongue around the head and then sinking all the way down. Kurt continued this pattern until he heard Blaine stuttering out words ranging from crass fucks to whispering so good to drawled out versions of Kurt's name.

Kurt removed his arm from Blaine's waist and moved them both underneath Blaine's body to grab at his ass and push him deeper into his mouth. Blaine looked down at him, confusing taking over his features until the realization of what Kurt really wanted dawned on him. "Kurt, fuck," he moaned as he thrust shallowly once into Kurt's mouth. Blaine's hands flew down to rest on Kurt's head, fingers tangling in the soft locks but not forcing his head any harder onto his cock. Blaine began thrusting softly into Kurt's mouth until Kurt whined and pushed himself as deep as he could onto Blaine's cock. Blaine groaned as he felt his cock hit the back of Kurt's throat and Kurt swallowing around it. He got the message and began pumping his hips harder. Kurt's hands were still on Blaine's ass and he kneaded the soft but muscled flesh in his hands. One of his hands slowly made its way down the crack of his ass, searching for the feeling of puckered skin. When Kurt rubbed one finger against the tight hole, Blaine yelled out Kurt's name and thrust deep into his mouth as he came down Kurt's throat. Kurt only hesitated for a brief moment before swallowing down Blaine's come until his cock began to soften, and licked around the head as Blaine pulled out, causing him to hiss at the over sensitivity.

Blaine's mind was fogged by the most intense orgasm of his life but quickly remembered that not only did Kurt not come, but he came in his mouth without so much as a tap on the head for warning. The guilt and embarrassment crept up into his throat and he began apologizing profusely, "Kurt, oh my God! I'm so sorry! I should have warned you but I had no idea - " Kurt cut him off with a soft kiss and whispered, "shhh, it's okay." When he puled back, Blaine's eyes shot down to Kurt's throbbing cock. Beautiful, Blaine thought, admiring how flushed red it was against Kurt's gorgeous, light complexion. He wrapped his hand around it and just held it for a moment, noticing how different it felt from his own cock. It was a bit longer and slightly thinner than his own. He traced one perfectly smooth vein on the underside all the way up the shaft and then back down. Kurt's breathing became sharp and erratic and all he could do was stare at the hand, that was noticeably darker than his own, wrapped around his cock. He loved the contrast of Blaine's skin against his and the feeling of light calluses on the tips of his fingers, no doubtably from years of playing guitar.

Just like Kurt, Blaine's curiousity got the better of him and he leaned his head down to lick at the head. It was bitter but not unpleasant and Blaine couldn't compare it to anything else he'd ever tasted. Blaine was no blushing virgin: he had exchanged a few quick blow jobs and sloppy hand jobs with a couple of boys at school when he started becoming more comfortable with his sexuality and even then, he had never had penetrative sex, but no one he'd ever been intimate with had ever tasted quite like Kurt does. He decided that the taste could only be described as Kurt and he moaned at the thought. Kurt threw his head back and thrust his hips up involuntarily as the vibrations of Blaine's moan traveled down his cock and all the way up his spine. Blaine pulled off and coughed as he tried to catch his breath and Kurt began apologizing and telling Blaine he didn't expect anything back and he didn't have to keep going. Blaine leaned over to kissed him and whispered, “shut up,” against Kurt's lips causing Kurt to laugh and pull Blaine in for another kiss. Kurt could taste himself on Blaine's tongue and moaned as he sucked the other boy's tongue into his mouth, trying to get the taste of himself and Blaine's mouth all at once. Blaine pulled away and smiled as he said, “I'm going to need my mouth back if you ever want to come.” And with that Kurt giggled and pecked a small kiss against the corner of Blaine's mouth before Blaine went back to licking at his cock.

Learning his lesson, Blaine placed an arm against Kurt's stomach before he sunk down as deep as he could. He couldn't go down as deep as Kurt could but he got more than half of it into his mouth. He pulled off and licked his palm and returned his mouth to Kurt's cock, taking as much of him as he could and wrapping his hand around the base. He bobbed his head and hand up and down the shaft and trailed his tongue along the throbbing vein on the underside of Kurt's cock. He could hear Kurt mewling above him and his own cock twitched, wanting to get hard again so soon. Blaine sped up his motions and Kurt began keening and moaning Blaine's name.

“Blaine...Blaine, I'm close,” Kurt gasped out in warning. Blaine kept up his pace until he heard Kurt let out a moan deep in his throat as he came in spurts in Blaine's mouth. When Kurt finished, Blaine pulled off and swallowed Kurt's come. He looked up to find Kurt looking down at him with wide eyes, despite his brain being slightly muddled from his orgasm, at the sight of Blaine swallowing his come and brought a hand down to Blaine's now slightly damp and loose curls. Blaine closed his eyes and leaned his face into Kurt's hand.

“Kiss me,” Kurt whispered and Blaine made his way up to Kurt's face and placed a soft, dry kiss to his lips.

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine and Blaine relaxed into him, still reeling from the memory of his own orgasm. Suddenly, he remembered that he needed to be back home at a certain time and his eyes shot open. He looked up at Kurt as asked what time it was.

“It's 4. You don't have to be home for a couple of hours, right?” Kurt asked, rubbing soothing circles on Blaine's back.

“Yeah, I just don't want to lose track of time,” Blaine explained, relief flooding his expression but not taking over completely. He was still worried that he would lose track of time if they just so happen to start up again and he really didn't want to deal with coming home late along with already lying to his parents about where he actually was.

“I'll set the alarm on my phone so we can sleep and you won't be late, okay?” Kurt asked, rubbing one finger down the middle of Blaine's face to smooth out the worried crinkle on his forehead. Blaine let out a long breath and smiled as he whispered, “okay,” and kissed Kurt one last time before finally closing his eyes and letting sleep take over. Kurt set the alarm and pulled Blaine closer as he threw a blanket over them.

Neither Kurt nor Blaine had felt more relaxed in their lives.