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May 19th - There’s talk that they’re going to resurrect Glee club next year. I think I’m going to try out. Cheerleading has been fun work - winning the championship was a lot of hard work but being with Kurt made it fun. I wonder if he wants to try out too. Gotta go get ready for my date with him - tonight our hands will be making sanctioned trips south of the border! I can’t wait!!
May 23rd - Coach called both of us into her office today and laid out her plan for next year. She wants us to ... (drum roll please) ... co-captain the Cheerios! I feel so honored to be in this position. It’s fantastic! All my hard work paid off! Celebratory dinner with my parents tonight seeing as Kurt wasn’t feeling well.
May 26th - Kurt and I went to a party (Rachel’s Train Wreck Extravaganza) last night with the old Glee Club members and I got a little tipsy. Oops! I wasn’t complaining though - Kurt and I jerked each other off in the bathroom later. Thankfully a crazy game of Spin the Bottle ended with me climbing in Kurt’s lap and kissing him stupid so I didn’t have to kiss Rachel, who seemed oddly annoyed by that. They’re a bunch of fun people though and it turns out that Kurt wants to join the club if it starts back up!! I never even knew he was in it when it was disbanded after some weird Glist fiasco! What’s a Glist anyway?
May 27th - I had lunch with Mike and Brittany today who filled me in on the gossip of the old club - New Directions. It sounds like fun! I can’t wait to join next year! But I’m not going to tell Kurt - I’ll let it be a surprise! I should check if he’s coming to the special meeting with the Coach on Monday too - she probably wants to go over strategy for next year with her co-captains. I guess I can do that over dinner at Kurt’s tonight.
May 29th - Last week of school! There’s going to be an epic party at Puck’s at the end of the week, a weekend with Kurt without anything else taking up our time (I really missed seeing him this weekend!) and then I’m out of here. California here I come!!
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June
Blaine stepped off the plane and headed for baggage claim, already feeling like he was a hundred pounds heavier before he’d even collected his luggage. This had been the worst week of his life.
He found Cooper standing in a crowd with a driver’s cap on and a sign with ‘Squirt’ scrawled out on a piece of cardboard. He’d never been quite so glad to see his big brother.
Blaine grabbed his suitcase from the conveyor and shuffled over to him. Dropping his bag and the sign, Blaine wrapped his arms around Cooper tightly and tried not to cry in the middle of the stupid bustling airport.
“What the-?” His older brother mumbled but hugged him back until the crowd thinned a little.
They were silent on the drive back to Cooper’s condo.
Once the bag was stowed, his brother tried to drag a conversation out of him to no avail. Instead Blaine took a shower and climbed onto Cooper’s bed to nap the last of the stifling summer afternoon away.
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It was dark when Blaine woke, curled up on top of the covers in a pair of shorts and a tank top. Beside him, beneath the sheets, Cooper snored on obliviously.
He got himself up and to the small kitchen without waking his older brother, hoping that a drink of water would help his headache. In the end, he found a couple of Aspirin in the bathroom cupboard and settled in to sit in the dark and try not to think for a while.
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Blaine’s pussy tingled with arousal, a Pavlovian response it seemed, when it came to thinking of his older brother in bed.
He wondered if his big brother would mind being woken up in order to fuck him. Probably not, he decided. But then, he would be confused. There was a reason why Blaine had been left to sleep, in clothes and on top of the sheets, while Cooper had gotten into his own pajamas and climbed into bed, leaving him undisturbed - Blaine had asked weeks ago that they not get physical during his stay. They could still watch each other get off but they were to be strictly hands off with each other. Of course, that was before.
Maybe they didn’t have to hands off anymore. The reason behind it all was no longer a problem. Kurt was no longer his boyfriend.
Shit. He’d needed to stop thinking about it. Him. He needed Cooper. His touch. His kisses. His cock pushing into him. He just needed to feel loved.
A hot tingling feeling spread over his pussy lips and inner thighs, spreading through his limbs as prickling tendrils of desire made themselves felt at the thought of Cooper’s cock. Warmth lapped over his skin and Blaine was helpless to resist pressing his palm against his pants, pushing in to touch his core as he stifled a laugh. The trashy romance novels were right for once - his loins were on fire. And his older brother was just person to put it out.
He quickly got up and headed for the bedroom, stripping out of his clothes along the way. He didn’t bother turning on the lights as his eyes had already adjusted to the dark and he could clearly see Cooper sprawled out on his back, snoring.
Blaine smiled to himself. He should record this and finally settle the debate they’d been having for years - yes, Cooper snored and quite loudly. Instead, he stripped back the blankets without any finesse and crawled onto the bed to kneel beside his big brother. Blaine nudged his thigh but Cooper was still completely asleep.
He considered his options as he took in his older brother’s attire, simply dressed in red briefs and a worn white t-shirt. The bulge in Cooper’s underwear wasn’t nearly as big as Blaine needed it to be and he wondered if he should just get started anyway, like Cooper had so many months ago. Blaine shrugged to himself when he couldn’t think of a reason not to and He wondered how long it would take for him to wake up and fuck him the way he wanted. He wondered exactly how long it would take for him to wake up and fuck him the way he wanted.
Inching Cooper’s briefs down to his hips, he left them scrunched up at the top of his thighs and eyed the soft cock. Even flaccid, Cooper still had a handful but Blaine wanted - needed - him to be rock hard.
He gathered up Cooper’s dick and hovered for just a moment. He’d understand, Blaine mused, once he’d come inside him. Blaine slipped the entire floppy penis into his mouth and sucked gently. A few moments later, it began to stiffen, growing between his lips and he used his tongue to roll it against the roof of his mouth as he sucked harder.
His brother moaned and shifted his hips slightly, wanting more of Blaine’s mouth when he pulled away. The moist half hard dick slapped against his brother’s balls but still Cooper didn’t wake.
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This past week hadn’t been sexy. It had been full of tension and shouting and resentment fueled arguments that had ended with Kurt saying bitterly that they should stay out of each other’s spotlight for good and storming off. Blaine was devastated, barely understanding what had gone wrong and not getting the chance to talk it over because Kurt had been avoiding his calls since that last blow-up.
But now wasn’t the time to trawl through fresh memories. Now was the time to give his body what it wanted - and it wanted to be fucked. He wanted to feel powerful and grounded and full. Cooper could give him that. Would give him that, if the straining cock his hand was wrapped around was any indication.
His older brother grunted softly and then smacked his lips as he shifted his arms, one smoothing over his stomach and the other flopping outward to take the space left by Blaine earlier.
Blaine took one final moment to rub at his soaked pussy, letting a finger glide in to make sure he could take his big brother easily. He was practically dripping, eager to feel Cooper inside him at long last. As if his older brother had heard his thoughts, a fresh dollop of pre-come dribbled down his thick shaft, and Blaine made sure to smear it over the fat cap of his cock.
He swung a leg over Cooper’s hips. He was ready. He wanted this. Wanted to feel everything he’d missed in the past few months - being full, being fucked, being lost then found. Everything he’d hoped to share with Kurt.
No. He wasn’t going to think about Kurt right now. This was about him. About what he wanted. About what he needed.
Blaine lined up his Cooper’s length, his fingers slipping around the swollen tip as it nudged against his entrance. He slid down, letting the cock plunge into him and relishing the pressure of the stretch, feeling his inner walls adjust to big brother’s girth while his hands gripped his own thighs.
This was it. This was what he had wanted. Full, heavy with cock, centered. But it wasn’t enough. He wanted to move. Needed to.
Blaine rose up on his knees, feeling the grip his cunt had on Cooper wane as his brother moaned and tossed his head. He waited until the tip was nestled just inside and eased himself down, letting every spark of pleasure cartwheel carelessly through his veins.
Cooper’s groaning became louder. Every rise and drop of Blaine’s body made his brother tense up and gasp, and soon Blaine began to move faster, suddenly hungry for more.
Blaine planted his hands on his older brother’s damp t-shirt stretched across his broad chest and bore down, wiggling back and forth, letting Cooper slide in as deep as possible. His slippery clit ground against his brother’s pubic bone and he careened closer to the edge. His throat was parched as he tossed his head back and grunted in unison with Cooper, who was louder than he had been a few minutes earlier.
Hands suddenly flew to Blaine’s hips, gripping him tight while Cooper arched up beneath him. His brother’s eyes blinked open as Blaine heaved up and dropped down, fucking him hard.
“Fuck!” Cooper gasped into the darkness. Blaine thrust himself down again. “Uh! Oh my god...Blaine!” he cried out, his fingers pressing into Blaine’s hips and pulling him back upwards.
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Below him, Cooper tried to wrestle his hips for control, wanting it either faster or slower but Blaine couldn’t tell and it didn’t matter anyway. He wouldn’t stop now. This was for him. And he would get what he wanted.
Blaine slammed his hands against his big brother’s shoulders and pressed him down into the mattress, working his hips the way he wanted. Cooper’s fingertips dug in and bruises bloomed across Blaine’s hips as he swiveled and bucked wildly.
“Yes! Fuck, Blaine. Uh!”
His cunt clenched down on Cooper as he worked himself into a frenzy, cursing under his breath, lunging forward and driving back against his brother’s cock. With a final cry, Blaine came with his brother’s cock buried inside him, shaking and convulsing as effervescence ricocheted under his skin.
His finger’s relinquished their grip on the damp shirt and he slumped down over his older brother’s chest in exhaustion. He took heaving breaths with his eyes squeezed shut and his lips dragged over Cooper’s sweaty neck as he finally calmed down. His big brother’s hands smoothed over his lower back, stroking him, dipping lower with every pass until he was palming Blaine’s ass, squeezing his cheeks in long pulses.
“Are you okay?” Cooper said quietly. “You came so hard.” Blaine pressed a soft kiss to the underside of his brother’s jaw, trailing pecks until his lips were lazily sliding over Cooper’s.
“I needed it,” he explained in a whisper. “Did you come?”
“Not yet,” Cooper murmured back as he rolled them over. “There are some things I should be awake for.”
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The week of days spent at the beach or in bed turned into ten days, then two weeks, and as Blaine considered staying for a third, a phone call changed everything.
“I miss you,” Kurt had admitted quietly. “And I- I’m sorry.”
They’d talked for hours that afternoon, digging into why Kurt had gone into a tailspin of jealousy and resentment.
“What did he call you?” Cooper asked curiously. “The new Rachel? What’s that about?”
Blaine shrugged and mentioned that Kurt had thought that he got everything he wanted thanks to a breezy smile and a handshake whereas Kurt had had to claw his way up from being dumpster tossed to become head Cheerio and after all that, Kurt was still afraid he’d be passed over for solos in the new New Directions - just like he had been with Rachel.
“That’s hardly your fault,” his older brother scoffed.
“He knows, Coop. He’s apologized.”
“So you’re back together?” Blaine shook his head and put the last of the dinner plates in the dishwasher.
“Not yet...but we will be.”
“Ah, so you are gonna fly home tomorrow then,” Cooper said to himself.
“Yeah,” Blaine agreed and bit his lip, cautious to say anything about the dilemma he was facing.
“And then...what? It’s back to Skype for us?” His brother asked. Blaine shrugged and stared at the floor, unsure of how to say the words. “You don’t want that though,” Cooper said matter-of-factly and Blaine shook his head in agreement. “So this is it? For us?”
Blaine looked up in concern at his older brother drying his hands on the towel as he leaned back against the bench.
“It’s not fair on Kurt,” he said quietly. “Or you.” Cooper studied him for a moment, his blue eyes lingering as they swept down his body.
“But you’re not back together yet,” his big brother stated and Blaine’s mouth tugged into a crooked smile.
“No.”
“And once you touch down in Ohio, we’re gonna be back to being just brothers.”
“Yes.”
Cooper gave a short nod then walked toward him and held out his hand.
“In that case, we need to check if you can live up to your nickname one more time. Twenty-ninth time’s a charm, I hear.”
“Really? I heard it was the thirty-first,” Blaine said playfully as his older brother glanced at him with a raised eyebrow.
“I like the way you think, Squirt,” Cooper said with a grin and tugged Blaine into his arms, tickling him to make him shriek and run for the bedroom.
Fin
A/N - Thanks for reading and to those that commented.
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