If there was anything Blaine Anderson loved more than Kurt, it was Kurt’s boy pussy.

Blaine had never seen anything like it, and had only heard whispers about it over time. But his world had been turned upside down when he found out his boyfriend had one. He figured he would have been disgusted or ashamed to date someone like that, but as soon as Kurt had trusted him enough to tell him, Blaine had only been wildly curious.

The first time he touches it, it’s like nothing he’s ever experienced before. He’s fingered himself plenty of times and has even been lucky enough to finger Kurt on special occasions, but slipping his fingers inside Kurt’s pussy was something else, something completely unique.

And he couldn’t get enough of it.

Kurt had been so wet and tight the first time Blaine fucked him and it drove Blaine literally over the edge with need as he slid in and out repeatedly, struggling to keep a steady pace. But he remembered that Kurt was a virgin and hurting him was the last thing he wanted to do, even if his dick wanted nothing more than to fuck relentlessly inside of him.

Their first time goes well, better than Kurt expected. He had been so nervous to tell Blaine and thought that at best, Blaine would just be indifferent for a little while before leaving him when he wanted to have sex but couldn’t because Kurt was lacking certain equipment. But Blaine had been supportive and honest and everything Kurt had dreamed of and so much more. Blaine actually wanted to see it and even touch it and Blaine’s complete and utter acceptance of Kurt left him dumfounded.

So as Kurt got more comfortable and Blaine got more curious about Kurt’s anatomy, they experiment and try new things in the bedroom. Kurt discovers that even though he finds the idea slightly embarrassing, he loves it when Blaine eats him out. Fingering is still always an option when he needs to get off quickly and easily. They also find that they equally enjoy it when Kurt rides Blaine, slick walls clamping around Blaine’s hard cock as Kurt impales himself repeatedly up and down.

It was a particularly hot and humid spring afternoon and in a rare twist of fate, they had the house to themselves. They ended up making out furiously on the couch before they clamored up the stairs, a constant fury of limbs and tongues. They tumbled into Kurt’s room, busting through the door and shutting it closed with their bodies pressed against the door. Blaine had Kurt pinned, nipping at his neck and licking at the bead of sweat already starting to form.

“Too many layers,” he panted, and Kurt nodded. He went to the hem of Blaine’s simple white t shirt and lifted it over his head and tossed it somewhere in his room, forgotten. Kurt’s graphic t was treated in the same manner and now they were pressed together, chests slick and taunt as they grinded slowly into each other.

“Pants,” Blaine gasped. Kurt worked in un-doing the button to his jeans as Blaine did the same. Once nude, they made their way to the bed, mouths searing, tasting hungrily. Kurt’s knees hit the back of the bed and he fell back, bringing Blaine on top of him with a grunt.

“Fuck me,” Kurt moaned, arching himself into Blaine, trying to get as close as possible. Blaine kissed him again and allowed his lips to trail down the expanse of his jaw, neck and soon his collarbone, where he sucked lightly.

“I want to see you on my cock,” Blaine said around Kurt’s skin. Kurt shivered under him, the rest of his body reacting of its own accord as he felt himself throb with need.

“God, just get inside of me already.” Blaine didn’t hesitate. He moved over to Kurt’s bedside table and rummaged around until he pulled out a condom. Tearing off the package with his teeth, he slipped it unto his half-hard cock and Kurt flipped them over, straddling Blaine’s hips as Blaine worked to position himself at Kurt’s entrance.

“Need you now,” Kurt moaned, hands splayed across Blaine’s chest and body suspended in mid-air. Blaine gripped Kurt’s hips and slowly brought himself inside, delving into Kurt’s tight heat. Blaine started slow at first, but it became difficult as Kurt took all of his cock inside of him and back out just as easily. Watching it disappear and reappear inside of Kurt’s pussy made Blaine even harder, and Kurt noticed.

“Jesus Blaine, you’re so fucking hard. Oh, fuck.” Kurt alternated between throwing himself back and arching his body away from Blaine and leaning in and covering Blaine’s face with kisses as Blaine fucked into him.

“Can’t help it. You drive me insane, Kurt.” Blaine thrust into him harder, grazing Kurt’s clit in the process.

“Oh yes, god yes. Fuck me harder, Blaine. Please, harder.” Again, Blaine couldn’t deny Kurt and ultimately, if he were to be honest, himself. He wanted to fuck Kurt until he was raw and hoarse from screaming. He wanted everyone to know he had been inside Kurt’s pussy and that it was the most amazing feeling in the whole goddamn world.

Kurt met Blaine’s thrusts and they rocked together, the friction white hot and electric in the air. Blaine grunted and snapped his hips out and Kurt moaned brokenly when Blaine kept finding his clit. He was close, he could feel it. Every muscle tightened as he felt the familiar warmth pool in his abdomen and slowly spread.

“Come for me, baby,” Blaine coaxed, the grip on Kurt’s hips tightened almost to the point where Kurt was sure bruises would be left. His vision blurred and he felt like he had been kicked in the stomach as his breath left him and he came, broken and heavy on top of Blaine.

Blaine kept thrusting, enjoying the look of utter bliss on Kurt’s face and knowing he was the cause of it all. His thighs shook as he continued to move inside Kurt, but not quite as harshly as before. He squeezed Kurt’s ass cheeks while bringing him forward and brought them together once again with his lips capturing Kurt’s as he came with a guttural moan inside Kurt.

They kissed briefly before Kurt pulled away and rested his sweaty forehead against Blaine’s chest, rolling over onto his side. Blaine didn’t slip out of Kurt and Kurt didn’t mind letting him stay. There was a comforting feeling in having Blaine’s cock within him, whether they were fucking or simply basking in the afterglow.

“You’re amazing,” Blaine muttered, fingers playing with Kurt’s damp chestnut locks.

“Mmm, am not,” Kurt replied lazily, already almost asleep. Blaine laughed lightly and kissed the top of his head, lulling him to sleep with soft pets to his hair.

“I love you,” Blaine whispered, expecting Kurt to be fast asleep.

“Love you too,” came Kurt’s sleepy response and Blaine pulled him closer against his chest, arms wrapped securely around his waist as they drifted off into a post-lovemaking slumber.