“I need to find Blaine.”

Kurt left, leaving Rachel and Finn abandoned at his locker. He ran down the hallway tears pouring from his eyes. He kept calling, “Blaine! Blaine, please!”

Finally, when Blaine found him, he immediately wrapped his arms around Kurt and asked him, “Kurt, what’s wrong? Why are you so upset?”

“I lost,” Kurt sobbed into his shoulder. “P-Principal Figgins thought I-I stuffed th-the ballot box. I-I’m never going to g-get into NYADA, now!”

Blaine, not caring what other students would say about them, kissed Kurt on the cheek. “Look, baby, it’s going to be okay,” Blaine told his boyfriend, trying to calm him down.

“No it’s not!” Kurt yelled frustratedly, collapsing to the floor. “I’m never going to get out of here! My dreams have been crushed! Again!” Kurt kept sobbing.

Blaine didn’t know what to do now. His boyfriend is emotionally broken down and doesn’t have the physical or mental strength to pick himself up. When the hallway was finally clear, Blaine grabbed Kurt’s face and immediately latched his lips onto Kurt’s. Kurt was caught by surprise when Blaine kissed him, but Kurt didn’t care. He didn’t care if one person or a million people were watching them. Kurt loved this kiss. He noticed Blaine’s tongue trace along his bottom lip, begging for entrance. Kurt happily opened his mouth and the two boys tongues started darting against each other. The way each other’s tongues felt in the other’s mouth just felt right and perfect and...

It was a bit of a turn on.

Kurt didn’t want to pull away, but he had to as Blaine started to graze his hands up Kurt’s shirt and began to climb onto Kurt’s lap. “Blaine, not - not here...” Kurt said breathlessly.

Blaine cocked an eyebrow. “Not here as in the hallway or at McKinley?”

“At McKinley, stupid,” Kurt told him.

“Well, then, let’s go do this somewhere else. Everyone else is gone anyway,” Blaine told Kurt, smirking.

Kurt looked at Blaine, his pupils blown up with lust and fascination, absolutely overcome with lust. All Kurt could do was nod and say, “Okay,” in a very airy tone.

“I’ll do anything you want tonight,” Blaine smiled. “Tell me how you want to be treated when we get to my house.”

“Anything?” Kurt’s voice sounded very surprised.

“Anything.” Blaine kissed Kurt’s forehead. “You.” Then his cheek. “Want.” And a final kiss on the lips before running out the door to ‘go have some fun’.

---

When the two boys got into Blaine’s bedroom in the empty Anderson house hold, they immediately attacked each other with their mouths and tongues. They were kissing each other like there was no life tomorrow. They made each kiss last, but with a ferocity that made each other want more. Blaine worked his way from Kurt’s mouth to his neck, biting hard on his vein. “Oh, god, Blaine...” Kurt moaned out. “More. Please...”

“Please what, baby?” Blaine moaned out.

“I need you,” Kurt said, looking Blaine dead in the eye.

Blaine continued to bite at Kurt’s neck, which Kurt knew was going to leave an obvious hickey for the next day. “Need me how?”

“I... I need you inside me...” Kurt told his boyfriend breathlessly.

Blaine started to unbutton Kurt’s shirt. “What was that, baby? What do you want?”

“I-I want you’re cock... I-Inside of me...”

Blaine pushed the shirt off of Kurt’s shoulders. “Do you want me to suck you first?” Blaine asked pushing Kurt down onto his bed and sitting on top of him.

Kurt’s breath hitched, but nodded as a response.

“Then what do you want me to do?” Blaine laid the two of them down and worked himself down to the waistband of Kurt’s jeans, unbuttoning them slowly.

Kurt, overcome with an aching pain in his jeans and the feeling of lust reeling in his mind that made him dizzy, stuttered out, “F-fuck m-m-me...”

Blaine pulled down Kurt’s jeans and Kurt kicked them off his feet, his erection standing tall in his boxer briefs. “Fuck you how?” Blaine took off his own shirt and threw it onto the floor with the rest of Kurt’s clothes. “Be specific,” he whispered in Kurt’s ear before he teased with Kurt’s nipple.

Kurt moaned and writhed because they both knew Kurt was very sensitive there. Even though he felt like he was going to come in his pants anytime soon, Kurt mumbled, “H-h-hard a-and d-d-deep...”

“What position?” Blaine asked, taking off his own pants, only to be left in his boxer briefs, walking over to Kurt only to play with the waistband of his underwear.

“D-doggy...” Kurt breathed out. “Fuck me like a... AH!”

Blaine slipped down Kurt’s underwear to his ankles and licked the head of Kurt’s cock, tasting all the precum dripping down the shaft. “Fuck you like a what?” Blaine repeated, rubbing his thumb over the head of Kurt’s member.

“F-fuck me l-l-like a s-s-slut, Blaine...” Kurt stuttered.

Blaine licked up the shaft of Kurt’s penis and started bobbing his head up and down. He pushed himself all the way down Kurt’s length, taking in all of him. He was practically gagging himself. He lifted up for air and responded to Kurt’s request. “You want to be fucked like a slut?” Blaine asked, tracing a hand down Kurt’s chest.

Kurt nodded. “Please, Blaine... Please...” Kurt begged.

Blaine had a smirk growing on his face. “Get on your hands and knees, you little slut,” Blaine demanded.

Kurt looked shocked and asked Blaine, “What the hell are you -?”

“You want to be fucked like a slut, don’t you?” Blaine seemed to say as more of a statement than a question, pushing off his own underwear.

Kurt nodded slowly.

“Then you’ll be treated like one,” Blaine told Kurt, grabbing the hair on the back of his neck. “Now get on your hands and knees, you pretty little bitch.”

Kurt did as Blaine demanded. “Don’t be gentle,” Kurt panted. “Don’t go slow. I want it all and I want it now.”

Blaine reached for the lube on his night stand. He thought about it for a second, then told Kurt, “We’re gonna try something different, baby. Hold this in your mouth.” Kurt did as Blaine said. “Now, no complaining. You want to be treated like a slut, you got it.” Blaine slapped Kurt’s ass hard once, receiving a cry from Kurt. “Oh, you like it when I spank you, Kurt?” Blaine asked with a seductive smile.

Kurt could only nod and inaudibly say, “Again... More...”

Blaine continued to spank Kurt 10 times, getting a cry from Kurt every time. “Look at your ass. It’s so nice and red.” Blaine leaned down next to Kurt. “Did you like it when I spanked you?” Blaine asked as he removed the bottle from Kurt’s mouth. All Kurt could do was nod. Blaine placed a sloppy kiss on Kurt’s lips and told him, “Good little slut. And since you were such a good boy, I let you have your decision. Do you want me to stretch you out or do you want my dick inside your ass?” Blaine asked very sexy-like.

“I need you...” Kurt breathed. “Now... Just fuck me, please...”

Blaine pressed a kiss onto Kurt’s back and said, “Remember, this was what you wanted, baby.”

“I want it so bad, Blaine...” Kurt whined. “Please just fuck me with your fucking huge dick...”

“Ooh,” Blaine commented smirking. “When Kurt’s needy, he becomes a desperate slut.”

“Why do you think I told you to fuck me like - OHJESUSFUCKINGCHRIST!”

Blaine’s act immediately went away when he asked Kurt, “Do you need me to stop and prep you?”

“No... Oh god, Blaine... Feels so fucking good...” Kurt moaned. “Go deeper,” he demanded.

Blaine pushed in his member farther down Kurt’s entrance and the slut act was back on. “Oh, god, baby... Your tight ass feels so good around my cock...”

“Move,” Kurt demanded. “Now.”

Blaine began to move and Kurt let out a series of words that sounded like, “Holyfuckingshitblainefeelssogoodmore.” Blaine continued to go at a moderate pace until he knew Kurt was comfortable. “Faster...” Kurt told him. Blaine began to speed up, causing Kurt to scream, “Oh, yes... Yesyesyesyesyesyes YES! More!” Blaine began to go faster. “Harder...” Kurt moaned. Blaine did as he was told. “Deeper...” Kurt said, pretty sure he was ripping Blaine’s sheets from his fingernails scratching them. Kurt was now kneeling, his arm wrapped around Blaine, and Blaine continued to fuck him senselessly.

Blaine always got a kink when Kurt touched himself, so he whispered to Kurt, “Touch yourself, baby. Stroke your cock.” Kurt did as he was told so and soon, Blaine was screaming, “Oh, shit! Kurt, I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come! I’m gonna - AH!”

Blaine was coming in Kurt’s ass. The feeling felt pretty good to both of them. Kurt soon followed with the sticky white substance ejecting from his member onto his stomach. Blaine pulled out of Kurt and both of them collapsed onto the bed. The were both breathing heavily from the mind blowing sex they just had. Kurt turned away to grab some tissues to clean himself, then to back to face Blaine again. Blaine told him, “I’m sorry you weren’t voted Senior Class President.”

Kurt kissed Blaine’s forehead and told him. “Me, too. But look on the bright side. We get a lot more time to do that now.”

Blaine chuckled and pulled the covers over the two of them. “Let’s just get some rest before dinner,” Blaine told him. “We have bigger things to focus on.”

“Like you cock?” Kurt raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“More like your NYADA application,” Blaine said with a slight frown. Kurt sighed and Blaine told him, “Why don’t we rest and we’ll fill it out tomorrow, okay?”

Kurt nodded and told his boyfriend, “Goodnight, Blaine.”

“Goodnight, my beautiful -”

“Don’t say it!” Kurt demanded in a raspy voice.

“I was going to say ‘boyfriend’!” Blaine laughed. “Calm down, Kurt.” Blaine kissed his forehead and they both fell asleep.