Blaine was sitting in his lifeguard chair, enjoying the late afternoon sun when he saw him. That skinny, tall, brunet boy. He'd shown up during Blaine's shift the past three days in a row. Blaine couldn't help but stare. This boy was absolutely gorgeous. His arms and legs were toned, and shining brightly in the sunlight. And oh, how Blaine wished he'd just take his shirt off already. How he managed to spend three days in a row at the beach without once taking his shirt off was beyond Blaine. Blaine knew he should be working, on the lookout for any sign of danger in the vast ocean, but he just couldn't look away from that beautiful boy down on the beach.

Alright, Blaine thought to himself, if he's still here when my shift ends, I'm going to go introduce myself.

The only reason Blaine hadn't done so already was because the other boy had always seemed to have a rather large gaggle of girls with him. And, if Blaine was being quite honest, they kind of scared him. They were loud, and boisterous. And Blaine had always just been a bit reserved. Not shy, by any means. But he'd rather talk to this beautiful boy alone, without the other boys friends all around. He definitely wanted to get to know him.

Kurt hated the beach. He hated the sun. He had such fair skin that he burned incredibly quickly. However, three days ago, a group of girls from Glee Club had called him up, begging him to join them. And, grudgingly, he had agreed. All disgruntlement was put aside once they arrived, and he saw the, terribly attractive, curly haired lifeguard sitting up on his perch.

He'd watched as the girls frolicked about in the water, but made sure to stay on a towel, under an umbrella, trying to avoid burning, or getting sand in any uncomfortable areas. Every once in a while, he'd glance up at the curly haired lifeguard. He didn't believe in love at first sight, but he definitely felt a strong connection there. One time, he could swear he caught the lifeguard looking at him, too. A blush rose to his cheeks as Mercedes made her way over, and sat next to him, looking up in his line of sight.

"He's cute.", she said, nudging his shoulder. "You gonna talk to him?"

"Oh. No, 'Cedes, I can't. You know I'm not that outgoing. I doubt he's even gay. I mean...Look at him."

"Pfft.", she scoffed. "He was totally checking you out a second ago."

"You noticed that, too, huh?"

"Kinda hard not to, hun. You should talk to him. Maybe get his number. He looks like he's about our age."

"Hmmm. Maybe I will.", he sighed.

But he hadn't. He'd chickened out, and then it was time to head home.

He and the girls had come back the next day, but he'd chickened out, just like before. Today, however, he had come on his own. And he was going to talk to that mysterious lifeguard if it killed him. Which, judging by his nerves, it just very well might.

He glanced over to the lifeguard chair.

Then, he was struck with an idea. A crazy idea, but an idea nonetheless.

First, he looked around to make sure no one was too near by.

And then, he ran, fast as could, into the crashing waves, and started flailing and shouting for help.

The lifeguard heard him, and started rushing his way.

Blaine was running faster than he ever had in his life. This beautiful boy was drowning, and he hadn't even gotten a chance to talk to him yet.

It felt like it took hours to make it over to him. He was panting as he pulled the taller boy out of the water.

He laid him down carefully on the sand, and was about to check for a pulse when suddenly, the boy was pulling him down, crashing their lips together in an urgent kiss.

Smooth, Hummel. Real smooth. Kurt thought to himself. That had to be the worst icebreaker in the history of ever. Oh, yeah. Pretend you're drowning. That lifeguard's certain to love you now.

It took him a moment to realize that he was in fact, not having an embarrassingly awkward conversation with his beautiful lifeguard, but was kissing him.

Oh.

His first kiss. And he was dripping wet. On a beach. With sand sticking all over him. And not only that, but he didn't even know the boys name. And yet, somehow, none of this mattered. Because the lifeguard's lips were strong and sure against his, and, although this wasn't how he had expected his first kiss to go, it was perfect.

He tangled his finger into the lifeguards beautiful curls, and pulled him just slightly closer.

Blaine couldn't believe this was happening. He'd been trying to think of things to say to this beautiful boy all afternoon. And then, here he was, not having said one word to him, and they were kissing.

Oh, shit. They were kissing. On the beach. And who knows who could be watching.

He'd never kissed anyone before. This was probably the most nerve-wracking, exciting thing he'd ever experienced.

But he was on duty. No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't just sit here kissing this boy all day. Plus, he'd kind of like to know his name.

He pulled away, slowly.

"Um...Hi.", he whispered.

Kurt blushed and ducked his head a little. He honestly couldn't believe that had just happened. He didn't know what had come over him.

"I'm Kurt.", he said, extending a hand.

Blaine laughed softly at that. And, God, it was the most beautiful noise Kurt had ever heard.

"A handshake? Really? I pull you out of the water, thinking you're drowning. You then attack my mouth...Not that I minded that part....And now you're going to shake my hand?", he laughed again. "Blaine, by the way.", he finished, taking Kurt's hand, and giving it a firm shake.

"Well, when you put it like that, I just sound crazy.", Kurt huffed, awkwardly. "I mean, I probably am crazy. Who does that? Who just pretends to drown so they can get a cute lifeguard to talk to them?"

"You think I'm cute?", Blaine asked, with a smile.

Oh, shoot. Had Kurt said that out loud? He'd definitely meant for that to remain in his head.

"Obviously. I don't tend to kiss people I'm not attracted to.", Kurt said, a cheeky grin appearing on his face. "Actually, I don't tend to kiss people at all. Period."

"You mean that was your...?"

"First kiss? Yeah.", Kurt breathed.

"Oh. Um. Mine, too."

"Shut up."

"I'm serious, Kurt."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I just attacked your face. I'll just....Be going now. It was nice to meet you, Blaine.", he said, standing up, wanting to get out of there as quickly as possible. He was absolutely mortified.

"No, wait!", Blaine exclaimed, taking his wrist. "Please don't go."

Kurt hesitated for a second before sitting back down next to Blaine.

"I'm glad you kissed me, actually. Sure, it was nothing how I expected my first kiss to be."

"Oh, me either.", Kurt mumbled under his breath.

Blaine chuckled. "But that doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it. I did enjoy it. Quite a bit, actually."

Kurt smiled shyly at that.

"Look, I've got about an hour left on my shift. If you just wanna hang out here until then, maybe I could by you some ice cream and we can get acquainted?"

"Sure.", Kurt blushed. "Sure. Yeah. Sounds great."

"Great.", Blaine said, flashing Kurt a smile, before heading back to his tall chair, overlooking the ocean.

An hour later, and Blaine was walking back over to Kurt, feeling incredibly anxious. This is silly, he told himself. You've already kissed. Talking to him shouldn't be too difficult.

"Hey.", Blaine said, a coy smile gracing his lips.

Kurt looked up from the book he was reading. Although, in all honesty, he hadn't actually read any of it. He couldn't stop thinking of the feeling of Blaine's lips on his, and how perfect it had felt. How right.

"Hey."

"Wanna just go for a walk around the shore? Tell me about yourself?"

"Yeah, of course."

Blaine took Kurt's hand, helping him to stand up, but not letting go once Kurt was securely on his feet.

Kurt suppressed a smile at that.

"So, where do you go to school?"

"Well, I just graduated high school. I'll be heading off to NYADA at the end of the Summer."

"No way!", Blaine exclaimed. "Me too!"

Wow. This was perfect. If things went well with Blaine, maybe Kurt would actually have a boyfriend. With him. At college. Hold up, Hummel. You're getting ahead of yourself. Take it slow.

"That's wonderful, Blaine. Guess I'll be seeing you around then, yeah?"

"Definitely. Maybe we'll be roomies.", Blaine suggested, with a wink.

Kurt blushed at this, not sure what to say.

Blaine noticed the semi-awkward silence, and decided to change the subject.

"Favorite musical, on three. One, two, three!"

"Wicked." "West Side Story."

"Oh, darn. And here I thought you were perfect. Although I can appreciate West Side Story, and even auditioned for the role of Tony just this year at school, Wicked is far superior."

"No way!", Blaine shouted, getting enthusiastic now. "West Side Story is the greatest love story of all time."

Kurt just shook his head.

"Blaine, dear, you are sorely mistaken."

Oh. Kurt had just called Blaine dear. Where did that come from?

Blaine squeezed his hand, smiling.

"We'll just have to agree to disagree, I suppose."

Kurt stuck his tongue out, and Blaine couldn't help noticing how adorable it was. Was that weird, thinking someone's tongue was adorable? He didn't care.

He leaned down, slowly, giving Kurt a chance to protest, and when he got no sign of hesitance from Kurt, he captured his mouth in a gentle kiss. Much softer and sweeter than the kiss they had shared earlier that afternoon, but just as passionate.

He pulled away, smiling faintly.

"So, how about that ice cream?", Blaine suggested.

It was dark by this point, and there were just a few people scattered out across the beach.

"What flavor would you like?", Blaine asked.

"Mint chocolate chip.", Kurt said. He rarely ate ice cream, but when he did, he always had mint chocolate chip. It had been his mother's favorite.

"One strawberry ice cream cone, and a mint chocolate chip for this beautiful boy over here, please.", Blaine said, politely, to the man in charge of the ice cream cart.

"That'll be four dollars, please.", said the man gruffly.

Blaine handed him a five dollar bill.

"Keep the change."

The man handed him their ice cream, and they were on their way, back down closer to the ocean.

Kurt laid out his blanket, and they sat upon it, listening to the sea crash on the shore.

After a few moments of just sitting there in silence, enjoying each others company, and eating their ice cream, Blaine leaned over and rested his head on Kurt's shoulder.

Kurt let out a soft sigh. This was literally the perfect evening. He couldn't have imagined anything better.

He wrapped his arm around Blaine's shoulders, and let his head fall to rest on Blaine's.

"You're really cozy, Kurt.", Blaine commented. And Kurt could hear the smile in his voice.

"You're pretty comfy yourself.", Kurt replied.

A cool Summer night's breeze chilled the air just a bit then, and Kurt shivered.

"Are you cold?", Blaine asked.

"Hm?", Kurt asked. He hadn't really been paying attention to anything other than how right this felt. Being here with Blaine. It felt like he'd known him for his whole life. "Oh. No, I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You shivered."

"Yes, Blaine. I'm fine. I'm perfect."

"Yes, you are.", Blaine whispered, more to himself than to Kurt.

"What was that?"

"I said, Yes, you are.", he answered, taking his head off of Kurt's shoulder, so he could look him in the eyes. "You're perfect."

Kurt blushed.

"Blaine, we just met. I doubt you could really know by now whether I'm perfect or not."

"But you are, Kurt. You are. I don't care if we've only known each other for a day, because the moment your lips touched mine, I felt like I'd known you for my whole life."

"I feel the same way. Being here with you, it just feels....Right."

Kurt could feel tears pooling in his eyes, though he wasn't sure why. He didn't want Blaine to see him cry, though, and so he distracted himself with his ice cream, which was getting pretty messy at this point. He had sort of forgotten he was holding it. And Blaine had finished his not two minutes after they had sat down.

He finished his ice cream, and then he had nothing left to distract him. He could feel Blaine's gaze on him, and his blush grew hotter. He turned his head to look at Blaine.

"You've got a little..." Blaine said, gesturing to Kurt's chin.

And then, before either of them knew what was happening, Blaine had reached over, and swiped the melted ice cream from Kurt's chin with his pointer finger, and licked it off.

The action made Kurt's cock twitch in his swim trunks.

He leaned over towards Blaine then, crashing their mouths together in a heated kiss, full of want, and the love they were both too scared to express with words. Blaine moaned, pulling Kurt closer to him.

Kurt tangled his fingers in Blaine's beautiful curls, and situated himself so he was straddling Blaine. He ground his hips down, not sure what he was doing, or even what possessed him to do it. But knowing that he wanted to get to know Blaine. In every way possible.

"Kurt.", Blaine moaned.

Blaine broke the kiss then, looking around. The beach was deserted by this point, and they were all alone. Even the man at the ice cream cart had closed up shop, and headed home.

Blaine pulled Kurt back to him, kissing him deeper and more passionately.

Kurt moaned low in his throat, and ground his hips down against Blaine again. This elicited a groan from the curly haired boy, who grabbed his hips roughly, and began thrusting his hips in time with Kurt's.

Blaine knew they just met, and maybe this was crazy, but he just needed to see Kurt. All of him. Plus, Kurt had the upper hand on him, currently. Blaine, being a lifeguard, hadn't been wearing a shirt all day. So he pulled Kurt's shirt up over his head, and gasped at the sight. If he had thought Kurt was beautiful before, there were absolutely no words for his chest and torso. Kurt was the most flawless thing Blaine had ever seen.

Kurt leaned back down, attaching his lips to Blaine's neck, and grinding his hips down once again. This time, though, their bare chests rubbed together, and it was the most exquisite thing either of them had ever felt. Blaine let out a satisfied whine, and then his hands moved from Kurt hips, to the tie of his swim trunks. Kurt stopped then, pulling away just slightly.

"Blaine. We're on the beach. Anyone could see us."

"It's nearly ten o'clock, Kurt. No one's going to decide to head to the beach now. And even if they do, I don't care. I just...I want you, Kurt. I want you so badly. And I know we just met, but I also know that I....That I love you, Kurt. And I'm not just saying that to get into your pants."

"You mean it?", Kurt asked, hopefully.

"I do."

Kurt leaned down, pressing a chaste kiss to Blaine lips.

"I love you, too."

"May I?", Blaine asked, hands returning to the drawstring on Kurt's trunks.

"Yes.", Kurt breathed.

Blaine untied Kurt's trunks and slipped them off in one quick motion.

He stared, unblinking for a moment.

"Blaine? Blaine, you're kind of making me uncomfortable. Is it that awful? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Blaine could tell Kurt was beginning to panic.

"No. No, no, no. Kurt, you're breathtaking.", he sighed, running his hands up and down Kurt's back.

"Don't make me be the only naked one here, Blaine.", Kurt teased. "If someone does end up showing up, I don't want to be the only one who's completely mortified."

"Oh, of course." Blaine replied, quickly pulling off his own swim trunks, and tossing them to the side.

And now it was Kurt's turn to stare.

Blaine chuckled.

"Kurt, you're staring."

"Oh. I....I'm sorry. You're just..."

"I know. I feel the same way about you."

And with that, he was kissing Kurt again. All lust, and tongues, and teeth.

He jerked his hips up, and their naked cocks brushed together. He moaned brokenly, before reaching out, and wrapping his hand around Kurt's achingly hard erection.

"Blaine.", Kurt panted out.

He was a little nervous. Sure, he'd done this to himself a hundred times. But this wasn't his cock in his hand. This was Kurt's. Kurt, the beautiful boy he'd just met this afternoon. Kurt, who he loved. Kurt, who loved him back. Kurt, who he wasn't even officially dating yet. Oh, they'd have to talk about that later.

He pumped his fist, gripping Kurt's cock slightly firmer. He ran his thumb over the slit, collecting some of the precome, and spreading it down Kurt's shaft, helping his hand to glide smoothly. Kurt moaned into Blaine's mouth. He pulled away from the kiss long enough to beg Blaine to go faster. Blaine obeyed, pumping his cock with a new found fervor.

"Oh, fuck, Blaine. I'm close.", Kurt moaned, beginning to writhe just a bit. "Faster...Just....Faster. Fuck."

Blaine increased his speed once again, twisting his wrist slightly every other stroke. He ran his thumb over the head of Kurt's cock, and leaned into breathe in his ear.

"Come for me, Kurt."

And that sent Kurt over the edge. He came, with a shout, come spilling out across his stomach, and onto Blaine's hand. Blaine looked at Kurt through lust blown eyes, and began to lick his hand clean, never taking his gaze away from Kurt. The sight alone was enough for Kurt to wish he were hard again.

"Let me take care of you now, honey."

"O-Okay." Blaine said. For some reason, he was more nervous about this than he had been about getting Kurt off.

"Could I...Could I try, maybe....", Kurt took a deep breath.

"Could you what, Kurt? Just ask me. If It'd make me uncomfortable, I'll tell you."

"Um. I was just wondering if maybe I could give you a blowjob?"

"Oh, God, yes."

"Are you sure? I don't really know what I'm doing. I've never...Been with anyone before."

"Kurt, I was your first kiss. I'd be surprised if you HAD ever been with anyone before. Not that I'd judge you or anything. Just...You seem to be more of a romantic. And you'll never learn these things if you don't try. I'd be glad to be your test subject." Blaine said, with a wink.

"Okay. Okay, yeah.", Kurt breathed out, his nerves subsiding a bit.

He leaned in, kissing Blaine lightly on the lips, and then trailed feather-light kisses all down the beautiful curly haired boy's torso, down across his hips, and then, he kissed the base of Blaine's shaft, and licked up the underside, placing a tender kiss to the tip. Blaine groaned wantonly underneath him.

"Fuck, Kurt. You're so good."

"I've hardly even started yet, Blaine.", Kurt retorted.

And with that, he took the head of Blaine's cock into his mouth. Blaine inhaled sharply. The hot, wetness of Kurt's mouth had to be the most wonderful thing he'd ever felt in his life.

Kurt slowly sunk his head down, taking about half of Blaine's long shaft into his mouth. He bobbed up again, getting a feel of things, and trying to figure out just what angle he'd need to use to get Blaine's entire cock to fit. He lowered his mouth down again, taking more of Blaine in this time, and sucked hard, hallowing out his cheeks. Blaine writhed underneath him, and Kurt couldn't believe this was happening. Couldn't believe Blaine was completely falling apart beneath him. That he had caused this. He moaned, and it sent vibrations all up and down Blaine's cock.

"Shit, Kurt....Do that again.", Blaine panted out, desperately.

Kurt bobbed his head a few more times, taking Blaine deeper with each bob of  his head. Once he had gotten to the point where Blaine's tip was hitting the back of his throat, and Blaine's entire cock was in his mouth, he moaned again. The ripple of vibrations shooting through Blaine's cock, and causing his hips to buck up. Much to both of their surprise, Kurt wasn't even hindered by this. On the contrary, he sucked even harder. Licking up the underside of Blaine's shaft, along the vein, and hallowing out his cheeks. Sucking as though he could actually suck Blaine's orgasm right out of him.

"Oh, God, Kurt. You're so amazing. You...Just...Holyfuckinghell."

Kurt pulled up, so that only the head of Blaine's cock was on his mouth. He then swirled his tongue around the head a few times, and Blaine arched his back, his end growing near.

"Kurt. Kurt, I'm gonna..." Blaine warned, pulling at Kurt's hair.

But Kurt refused to be pulled off. He bobbed his head one, two more times, his cheeks hollow, and his tongue lapping at Blaine's slit, and then Blaine was coming, hot, and fast down his throat. He swallowed him down like an expert. Every last drop. He pulled off of Blaine with a faint pop, and laid down beside him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Can I....Kiss you?", Blaine asked, hesitantly.

"Of course."

Kurt leaned forward, capturing Blaine's lips with his. Blaine ran his tongue across Kurt's bottom lip, begging for entrance. Kurt obeyed, spreading his lips just enough for Blaine's tongue to fit. Blaine lapped at Kurt's tongue with his own, tasting a mixture of mint chocolate chip ice cream, and his own come. The taste alone was enough to make him almost hard again, and he moaned softly into Kurt's mouth.

Kurt pulled away, breathing heavy.

"I can't believe any of this happened.", Kurt breathed, incredulously.

"I know.", Blaine replied. "I never thought I'd find anyone as amazing as you."

"And we're going to the same college. This just...It's too good to be true. Are you sure I didn't dream you up?"

"Pretty sure.", Blaine said, pinching him.

"Ow! Okay, yeah. You're real.", Kurt sighed happily, hugging Blaine closer to him.

"Hey, Kurt?"

"Yeah, Blaine?"

"We are boyfriends now, right?"

"Right."

"'Kay, good. Just checking.", Blaine said with a yawn.

"Blaine, you can't fall asleep. We're laying naked on the beach."

"But 'm'sleepy." Blaine mumbled into Kurt's shoulder.

"Come on, you dork." Kurt said, pulling away from Blaine and taking his hand, helping him to stand upright, and tossing him his swim trunks, pulling his own on quickly, and making a disgruntled face at the sand inside. "You wanna stay at my place tonight? I live about five minutes from here, and I'd really like you to meet my dad."

"Do you really think that's the best idea? We just met today, and had sex on the beach, and now you want me to meet your father?"

"Trust me, he'll love you.", Kurt said, giving Blaine's hand a reassuring squeeze, and packing up his blanket.

"Do I get to sleep in your room?"

"Of course."

"In your bed?"

"Yes."

"With you?"

"Yes, Blaine."

"And we can cuddle all through the night?"

"Yes, you cuddle monster. We can cuddle all through the night. Let's go."

Blaine skipped along, following Kurt to his car, and humming contentedly to himself. Blaine Anderson had found himself one hell of a boyfriend.