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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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