Blaine,
Your father and I have gone out with your grandparents
and some family friends for dinner at national harbor. There’s
food in the house for you and Kurt, or you two can go out to eat.
there’s a Subway right down the block. We’ll be back at around 11pm.
-mom

Ps. please don’t break anything. Your grandparents pay good money
For their house, so be careful.

“What’s that?” Kurt said as he entered the kitchen and saw Blaine holding up the small note written on light pink paper.

“A note from my mom. She went out to dinner with my dad and her parents, plus some friends. They won’t be back until 11.”

“Well…” Kurt said, with a devilish smile on his face “that gives us about four hours of alone time”

“Why yes Mr. Hummel, I believe it does.” Blaine stepped closer, putting down the two small pink boxes of Georgetown Cupcakes down on the counter. “And how were you planning on spending that alone time?”

“Why don’t you just show me?”

And with that Blaine pulled Kurt into a deep kiss. Kurt began tangling his hands into Blaine’s curly locks as Blaine’s hands found Kurt’s waist, rubbing up and down his sides, progressively getting lower and reaching Kurt’s perfect ass.

“Ummph...god Blaine. I-ughhhh- I need you.” Kurt whispered into Blaine’s ear as Blaine sucked on Kurt’s long, graceful, sexy neck, while massaging his hands into Kurt’s backside.

Blaine took no hesitation in grabbing Kurt and pulling him up the stairs to one of the guestrooms. What Blaine didn’t notice was that Kurt had grabbed the two pink boxes of Georgetown Cupcakes, bringing them up the stairs with him.

Blaine pushed open the door and slammed Kurt onto the bed, finally noticing the two boxes.

“What did the little slut bring with him this time?”

Kurt groaned as Blaine spread Kurt’s legs apart, standing between them. “God, I just want to suck you.” Kurt’s voice was breathy and soft, but Blaine heard it loud and clear. The hazel of Blaine’s eyes was barely visible because his pupils were so blown with lust, yet he stepped back a little bit. “Damn Blaine, let me be your slut. Let me show you how much I want you, how fucking amazing you are to me. Please Blaine, god, please put your cock in my mouth.” Kurt begged.

“Blow me.” Blaine’s voice was low and demanding, Kurt gave a small gasp as Blaine continued to speak “You’re such a whore for me. Show me how much of a whore you really are. And when you’re done sucking me off, if you do a good job, I’m going to fuck your little ass out. Show me how much you want my thick cock in your tight little ass. Show me you deserve to be filled up by me.”

Kurt wasted no time in unbuttoning Blaine’s pants and pulling them down and off, along with his boxers. Kurt yanked off Blaine’s shirt before slowly licking all over Blaine’s toned chest. Teasing at his collarbone, and pressing hickeys up and down his abs.

“Kurt. Clothes off now. Stop being a fucking tease, let me see that pretty cock. Let me see your amazing ass. Suck me dry, you tramp.”

Kurt almost jumped out of his clothes, throwing them across the room as he kneeled to the floor and attacked Blaine’s stomach with open mouthed kisses before licking down and kissing the tip of Blaine’s hard on. He pushed his lips around the head, swirling his tongue, tasting Blaine. He suddenly pulled off and reached for the box, taking out a red velvet cupcake. He slowly took some of the sweet icing on his finger, and spread it in a thick line down Blaine’s length. Kurt just stared for a moment before slowly licking up the frosting off of Blaine. Blaine was mesmerized, Kurt was amazing. Since when was he into foodplay? Well, all that didn’t really matter now, because Kurt was licking him up and down like a lollipop.

“God, little whore! You’re such a tease! Get your pink lips on my cock now, or I’m not going to fuck the sweet life out of you.”

Kurt knew better than to disobey, but he really wanted to try something new. He grabbed another cupcake from the box, a double chocolate ganache one with a little pink sugar flower on top. He placed the flower at Blaine’s base, while slowly coating his shaft with the rich, decadent, chocolate ganache. Kurt wiped his chocolate covered fingers all over Blaine’s stomach before taking Blaine in whole. Oh gosh, he tasted so good like this. The mixture of chocolate, precome, and Blaine’s skin was too much; Kurt’s cock became impossibly harder as he moaned around Blaine.

“Oh...mhhhmmm...Kurt you’re so slutty…ughmm...” Blaine said between breaths “your sexy little mouth, god it wants me so bad.” Kurt hummed, sending vibrations all the way through Blaine, making him slightly dizzy while his knees went weak. Blaine thrust into Kurt’s mouth, only causing Kurt to suck harder. “You’re such a little cunt. A fucking prostitute. You’re sucking me off like it’s your job. Maybe that should be your job; you would be so good at that. But that will never happen,” Blaine paused as his breath hitched when Kurt hollowed out his cheeks “do you want to know why?” Kurt moaned again “because you’re all mine. I wouldn’t allow you to do this to any other guy. Never. You are mine. My slut. My whore. My pretty little bitch.” Kurt couldn’t help but whimper; Blaine’s words turned him on so much, it was almost impossible to contain himself.

“And besides,” Blaine continued “you wouldn’t want to do this to any other guy. You love me, you love my cock, especially when it’s fucking your tight little hole, filling you up, making your back arch until you’re panting and moaning like the good little bitch you are. Speaking of that, you’re doing so good right now, I know you want to come soon, your cock is going crazy for me, but I’m not going to let you. No, first, I’m going to fuck your pretty face, I love it when my cock is sliding in and out of your lips. I know you love it too. Next, I’m going to come all down your throat, and you are going to swallow every last drop, you hear me, slut? Then, I want you to take over, just for a little bit while you get me hard again and ready for your ass. After that, you are going to stretch that hole of yours for me. God, I love it when you finger yourself. You don’t even know how sexy it is, the way your hungry ass always wants more, and by the time you have three fingers in, you’re begging for my cock like a slut. I’m going to fuck you so hard you can’t breathe. Sound fun?”

Kurt could only moan in agreement, god that sounded fun. Too much fun actually. Kurt took Blaine in deeper, making the tanned boy’s cock hit the back of his throat, Blaine swore in satisfaction at the overwhelming pleasure that was Kurt Hummel’s mouth. God, Kurt could still taste the chocolate around Blaine’s cock, and it was definitely the most amazing thing Kurt had ever tasted. Kurt pressed his tongue to the underside, rubbing up and down, until he reached the sensitive spot just below the head, making Blaine’s knees weak. He bobbed up and down as Blaine thrust into him. Kurt sucked harder, hell; the thought of Blaine coming in his mouth right now was all too delicious. Blaine was close; he kept fucking Kurt’s face, thrusts becoming faster and deeper into the boy’s throat.

“Ugh…Kurt...You’re so fucking good. I’m so close…swallow it all you slut.” Kurt moaned for about the hundredth time this evening, sending Blaine over the edge. His come filled Kurt’s mouth as the brunette swallowed around him, still bobbing his head, sucking him dry. Every last drop was gone, and shit, Blaine tasted fucking hot. Blaine pulled out of Kurt’s mouth as Kurt took the little pink sugar flower from Blaine’s base into his mouth.

“Damn slut,” Blaine said panting as he came down from his orgasm “you did so good. You loved that didn’t you?”

“God, yes. So much.”

“Good, now, like I said, I want you to get me hard again. Do whatever you want little whore, but when I say enough, I take over again.”

Kurt’s plans for the night played out perfectly this way. He grabbed a vanilla cupcake with light blue frosting and spread the icing all over Blaine’s chest and stomach. Kurt licked it up, alternating between licking up broad stripes and light kitten licks. He paid special attention to Blaine’s nipples, kissing each of them lightly before biting down and blowing cool air over them. Blaine was lying down, head propped up by the plush pillows at the headboard. Kurt moved to straddle his chest, erection directly in Blaine’s line of vision. He took the leftover cake part of the desert and broke off a piece, placing it in Blaine’s mouth before pulling him into a searing kiss, crumbling the cake all over Blaine’s chest with his hands. The two mouths worked in perfect harmony, tongues running everywhere. Blaine was getting harder, but Kurt wanted to try one last thing. He pulled out of the kiss and pressed his hands to blains shoulders, keeping him down.

“Let me rim you.”

Kurt’s voice was clear and steady, despite being about two seconds away from falling into complete ecstasy.

“Do it, slut.” Blaine responded

Kurt grabbed yet another cupcake, the last one in the first box. It was the same flavor as the light blue cupcake, but had pink icing instead.

“Kneel for me baby, and face the wall with your hands above your head.” Kurt whimpered into Blaine’s ear, before licking slowly around the shell and sucking on the lobe. Blaine faced the headboard, and rested his hands on the wall right above his head. Kurt spread Blaine’s legs wider, pulling his cheeks apart, ghosting cool air over his hole. Blaine shivered and groaned at the same time, and wow, it was hot. Kurt took some of the pink icing on his thumb, spreading it all over his hole, slowly dipping the tip of his thumb inside Blaine. Kurt slowly thrust in and out of Blaine with his thumb, one, two, three times. He removed his thumb and spread Blaine’s cheeks even further. Kurt’s tongues licked a bit of the sweet pink icing from Blaine, and circled around the rim slowly, savoring the way Blaine’s breathe would hitch at the slightest pressure. All of the sudden, Kurt shoved his tongue inside Blaine as far as it would go, gaining something between a moan and a yell from his lover.

“Unghh…fuck Kurt! God you little bitchy tease! Uhhhh…you make me feel so good…” and honestly, who cares if the neighbors could hear? This was a wealthy neighborhood; the walls are probably thick, right? A part of Kurt wanted the neighbors to hear, wanted everyone to hear.

Kurt kept thrusting his tongue into Blaine, circling it around, tasting Blaine. The shorter boy’s back was arched; his eyes closed, and mouth open. Hot. So fucking hot. Sexy boy. He was Kurt’s sexy boy. Kurt pulled his tongue out for a moment and just kissed Blaine’s hole. He pressed about three firm kisses to Blaine’s entrance, licked the frosting off his lips, and breathed on Blaine, so close, almost touching him, his lips just a fraction of a millimeter away.

Kurt began sucking gently at Blaine, tongue occasionally trailing over his hole, dipping down slightly sometimes. He continued sucking Blaine, the taste of pink icing in his mouth, before he was full on making out with Blaine’s entrance. God, frenching with Kurt felt so right, but he never thought he would get the same feeling when Kurt preformed those same acts down there. Kurt continued sucking and teasing Blaine’s hole, tongue rubbing all around, tasting all of Blaine. Dear. Sweet. Life. Wow.

Kurt began thrusting with his tongue again as reached around to Blaine’s front, pumping his cock in perfect rhythm with his tongue. Blaine was so hard, oh my, Kurt had done that.wow. Kurt licked up the remaining icing with soft light traces of his tongue before bringing his face up to Blaine’s ear.

“Fuck me.”

Kurt had no reason to whisper this; Blaine too, wanted everyone to hear that he, Blaine Anderson, would be fucking the living daylights out of Kurt Hummel, but man, that whisper sounded so sexy. Blaine had no room to complain. Under one condition.

“Remember what we said slut?”

Kurt remembered, but hearing Blaine say it would be so much more fun.

“No, remind me...” Kurt whispered into Blaine’s ear.

“Stretch yourself for me baby. Get that tight little hole ready for my cock.”

Kurt gave a breathy nod in agreement. “How do you want me?”

“Spread those gorgeous legs wide for me, let me see everything.” Blaine reached for his pants, before digging around in the pocket and pulling out a small bottle of lube and passing it to Kurt. “I’m going to coat those pretty little fingers for you, and you’re going to press them in one at a time. Follow all my instructions like the good little whore you are.”

“Yes Blaine.”

“good.” Blaine said with a smirk as he coated Kurt’s fingers with lube. “Now, put one in. thrust it deep inside yourself.”

Kurt followed instructions, taking his index finger to his entrance, pushing in sharply, and groaned and breathed in ecstasy. The stretch felt marvelous, perfect actually.

“Good Kurt, now imagine it’s me inside of you. My fingers pressing in and out of you, move faster Kurt, go deeper. Do you like this? You do. I know it. I know that look, god your eyes go crazy when you’re like this, it’s so hot. You don’t know how much of a turn on it is.”

Kurt’s finger was moving fast and hard, imagining it was Blaine. One finger. How could only one finger do this to him? He needed more, and Blaine could tell.

“Fuck Kurt, look at the way your hole grips that finger of yours, the way you clench around it is so hot. And all this from one finger? No wonder you go crazy when I push my cock inside you, or when I use a vibrator on you. You just about lose it. Your ass is so greedy, it always wants more, well except when my cock is inside you. When I’m in you, you can’t take any more.”

“God, yes…you fill me so much...Unhhh” Kurt panted out.

“Add another finger.” Blaine demanded, eyes blown with lust at the delicious sight presented to him. “And look me in the eyes, baby.”

Kurt didn’t hesitate, because Christ, it felt so amazing. Kurt pushed deep inside of himself, clenching hard around the two fingers as he looked directly at Blaine.

“What are you thinking?” Blaine asked in a low voice.

“I’m thinking of you, the way your hands work on me, the way you stretch me, make me scream. I want your cock so bad now. I need it.”

“You’re gonna get it slut. Don’t worry, just stretch that ass of you’re a little bit more. You know how thick and long I am, and you’re always so tight. Why is that? We fuck every chance we get, sure sometimes it’s you’re cock in my ass, but you are always impossibly tight. Such a turn on Kurt, you don’t even know.”

Kurt could hold back another moan, his fingers felt so good, sweat running down his face, hair totally wild, back arched as he fucked himself onto his fingers.

“deeper.” Blaine said voice low and husky.

Kurt went deeper, and god, it was heaven.

“New angle, tilt your fingers up a bit, baby.”

Kurt obeyed, and oh, Blaine was trying to get him to rub against his-

“OH MY GOD BLAINE, HOLY SHIT!”

Blaine smirked as Kurt hit his prostate. Kurt was blown into a state of complete pleasure, as he worked his hips in a circle, grinding against that perfect spot inside of him. The one spot Blaine had found from fucking memory.

“You like that don’t you slut? It feels good right?”

“Oh Christ yes Blaine…uhhh..Yes.”

“Good, because I want you to add another finger.”

Kurt didn’t hesitate; he didn’t feel any pain anymore, just the wonderful pressure his hole was receiving with every thrust of his slender fingers. Kurt kept grazing his prostate with every few thrusts, saying Blaine’s name again and again. Blaine was just happy to enjoy the little show. His boyfriend was so hard, and he was fucking himself like crazy, god, he needed Blaine.

“You’re ass is so hungry, Kurt. It wants to keep those three little fingers inside, never let them go. You love being full, don’t you? Remember that time when I took you out to dinner, and it wasn’t until we got back to your house, that I realized you had a fucking dildo in the whole time, stretching you, so I could just slide right in. do you remember that? I do, it was hot. So. Hot.”

“Ughhh…Blaine I need you inside me, right now. I’m your whore, your tramp, your cockslut. Fill me up, please. I’m begging you, Blaine. You make me feel so amazing.”

Blaine looked at Kurt’s beautiful face. His eyes were shut, his breaths heavy. Kurt was a hot mess. But so gorgeous at the same time.

“I love you so much.” Blaine whispered before cupping Kurt’s face, pulling him into a kiss. The kiss was deep, but slow and loving. Beautiful, really. Blaine pulled back.

“Hands out, I need you as much as you need me.”

Kurt pulled his fingers out as Blaine rubbed lube up and down his cock. He spread Kurt’s legs even wider before lining up and pushing in slowly. The two boys groaned at the sensation, savoring the crazy, erotic sensations they were feeling. Kurt clenched around Blaine, leaving the shorter boy speechless, heart beating faster by the second. Kurt breathed in sharply, letting out a laugh, somewhere lost in blissful pleasure. This was too perfect. Kurt was made for Blaine, and Blaine was made for Kurt. Simple as that.

Kurt tangled his hands in Blaine’s hair, pulling him into another deep slow kiss that got faster and more frantic as the speed of Blaine’s thrusts increased. Kurt kissed along Blaine’s jaw and neck, leaving dark marks all over his boyfriend.

Blaine had picked up a steady rhythm, hitting Kurt’s prostate every time he pushed in. Kurt met him half way. Piercing himself with Blaine’s cock, rocking and turning his hips with Blaine’s perfect rhythm. Blaine’s hands reached between them, pumping Kurt’s cock, hard and fast. Kurt was crumbling fast under Blaine’s touch, and totally loving every second of it. The brunette was screaming, swearing, and gasping for breath, forgetting how to form coherent sentences. Nothing mattered; it was just Blaine and him right now.

Blaine changed his angle; Kurt spread his legs as wide as they would go, giving Blaine full access. Blaine went deeper still, so thick and long inside of Kurt. He wrapped his legs around Blaine’s back, holding him close, arms wrapped around Blaine’s neck. Blaine bit down on Kurt’s collarbone, it was all too much. He needed release.

“Uhhh…Kurt…come for me...”

Kurt didn’t need to be told twice, and he came all over Blaine’s hand and both of their stomachs. Blaine pumped his cock, working Kurt through his orgasm and he fucked his tight hole wildly. Kurt was clenching around him, and that in itself almost pushed Blaine over the edge. But it was what Kurt said that really forced him into orgasm.

“Blaine, I never want you to stop doing that to me. Come inside me, let me be yours forever.”

Blaine needed no further instruction. He came deep inside Kurt so hard his whole body shook. Blaine thrust so deep inside his lover throughout the length of his glorious orgasm, leaving Kurt utterly speechless. He lay there, panting as he came back to reality. Kurt was smiling down at him, hair messy and lips swollen. He still looks gorgeous.

Blaine pulled out and snuggled into Kurt’s chest, peppering light kisses and just listening to the beautiful boy’s heartbeat. Kurt was the first to speak.

“Round two?”

Blaine bent his eyebrows up at this suggestion. “We have plenty of time, and a whole other box of cupcakes.”

“Good” Kurt said as Blaine kissed his cheekbone. “But this time, I’m in control. Deal, slut?”

“Deal.”