Fill: The Plan
So, hi. Um, I’ve never written a threesome or voyeurism fic before but I love a challenge and I gave it my best so I hope the OP who prompted this: http://community.livejournal.com/glee_kink_meme/6968.html?thread=11622712 is satisfied.
Warnings: lots and lots of gay sex. I think I might’ve written some swear words too.
No real spoilers, I think.
If you know of anything else to add up here, let me know. Also, painfully un-betaed so sorry for any mistakes. Lemme know about them if you spot any and I’ll do my best to fix it. Enjoy.
THE PLAN
David was the one to send the text to Blaine but everything was Wes’s idea. David wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about the plan, of course. It was a bit extreme. But something had to be done. Not only was Kurt head over heels for Blaine, Blaine loved him too. They were both completely oblivious to each other’s feelings. Kurt seemed to brush the flirting off as completely in his head and Blaine wouldn’t recognize flirting if someone hit him across the face with it. Not that that was possible, of course, but you get the point. And while the flirting was blatant and almost unbearable, the sexual tension was horrible. Kurt would practically drool when Blaine so much as unbuttoned his jacket or the top button of his shirt and Blaine would stare at Kurt like he was a piece of meat no matter what. It was suffocating. Something had to be done. David just hoped Blaine stepped up to the plate so Kurt’s first time didn’t end up a threesome with people he only tentatively liked.
Blaine arrived at the coffee shop and looked around for them. David waved him over to their secluded corner table. Blaine walked over and slid into the free seat. “Gentlemen,” he greeted politely. “Does this have to do with the Warblers?”
David swallowed. Time to get down to business. Wes shook his head in answer to Blaine’s question and pushed his coffee to him. “This is about you and Kurt.” Blaine accepted the coffee but frowned at them, waiting for Wes to continue. “You could cut the sexual tension between you two with a knife, Blaine. A butter knife. He wants you. You want him. The Warblers, all of the Warblers, are suffocating from the tension between you two. There have been some complaints.” Blaine flushed and brought his cup to his lips in an attempt to hide it. “You two need to…And you’re going to have to forgive me for being crude here, Blaine. You two need to have sex because you are driving everyone insane.”
Blaine literally did a spit take; spewing coffee across the table and having some end up on David’s arm. “What? Wes, I can’t have sex with Kurt. He doesn’t love me and we haven’t dated at all and -”
“And it doesn’t matter to him or you. Not really. Besides, Kurt is crazy for you. He would drop his pants and bend over for you at the snap of your fingers. He doesn’t want or need wooing or dating from you,” David cut in. “He would do anything you asked without hesitation. Have sex with the poor kid. He’s ready, willing, and waiting. He knows in his heart that you’ve been flirting with him but his head keeps telling him he’s imagining it. He’s in love with you. Fuck him. Please. For the sake of the Warblers, at least.”
“His first kiss was crap. I’m not going to make his first time less than perfect and I’m not asking him out until I know I can make it perfect for him,” Blaine said firmly, starting to stand up and leave.
“Sit down, Blaine,” Wes spoke up. Blaine froze for a second then slowly lowered himself back into his seat. “We tried reasoning with you but now, it’s time for the ultimatum.” Blaine frowned at him in confusion. David picked up a few napkins and wiped the spit and coffee off his sleeve. “Either you get it together and have sex with Kurt by midnight tomorrow or David and I are going to do it.” Blaine’s eyes practically bulged out of his head and he looked between Wes and David frantically, silently asking if they were serious. David nodded. “We are very serious here, Blaine. Do it or Kurt is going to have a threesome as his first time. And you’ll have to watch. Because we will tie you up and show you just what you’ve been missing. You’ll have to watch while I fuck Kurt’s ass and David takes his mouth.”
David looked at Wes, part of him wanting to protest Wes getting to fuck Kurt’s ass while he only got his mouth. Blaine looked down at the coffee splattered table blankly. “Kurt wouldn’t agree to that.”
“He’s a seventeen year old boy who takes five cold showers a day from looking at you in a uniform. He’s more sexually frustrated than any guy at Dalton. We’d be offering him two men at one time, both attractive and well endowed. He’d agree to it,” Wes replied coolly. “And because we’ll be telling him about this entire meeting, if you don’t meet the deadline, he’ll know you’re not truly interested and probably be devastated.”
“I can’t believe you two,” Blaine forced out after a long moment of shocked silence. He stood up and glared at them. “In fact, I don’t believe you. I will take my time romancing Kurt but I’ll only do it when I know for sure Kurt’s interested, not when you two tell me so.” Then he left, his body language screaming anger and offense.
“Well, let’s just hope he comes to realize we’re serious before the deadline,” Wes said calmly.
*Glee*Glee*Glee*
The deadline came and went. This time, it was Kurt who sent Blaine a text, asking him to come to David’s dorm room. When he arrived, he found Kurt sitting on the bed with David’s arms securely around him and his head on his shoulder. A jealous heat swept over his body before he reminded himself that David wasn’t gay. Wes was the one to answer the door with his mouth in a thin line and an unpleasantly serious and disappointed expression on his face. “I don’t have to remind you what you missed out on yesterday, do I?”
“What are you…?” Blaine trailed off when he realized that holy crap, they had been serious. He pushed passed Wes and grabbed Kurt’s hand. No way was Kurt staying with these two, just in case. “Come on, Kurt. I’ll walk you to your car.” He pulled but either David was holding on too tight or Kurt resisted because the slightly taller boy didn’t move an inch. It appeared to be both David and Kurt keeping him on the bed because Kurt turned into David and tucked his head into his neck, sniffling. “What’s going on? What did you tell him?”
“Exactly what we promised to tell him, Blaine. He knows the ultimatum we gave you. He knows we’ve been reminding you of the deadline every two hours. We even gave you an extra day. Either you’re dumb or naïve or you didn’t want him because you should have realized we were serious and acted accordingly.” Wes locked the door and dragged the desk chair until it was behind Blaine. “Sit.” Blaine reluctantly did as told and Wes knelt beside him. He untied the perfectly knotted necktie from Blaine’s collar and Kurt peeked at him to watch. David stood and went to help Wes.
“Wait. What’re you doing?” Blaine asked. He started to get up but David put a hand on his shoulder to hold him down. Wes tied his hands behind his back and he looked at Kurt worriedly. Kurt looked up and him and Blaine’s heart broke a bit at the leftover tears in his eyes and marks on his cheeks. “Kurt?”
“He got very upset when we told him the deadline had passed by. He cried,” Wes informed him harshly. Blaine tested his bonds but they were firm and definitely not giving. He wondered how Kurt could stand the blatant misuse of the clothing article. Wes pushed his jacket off his shoulder and David pulled it until it was acting as a second set of bonds for his hands. He wasn’t going anywhere. “We told you we were serious. You should have taken the opportunity, Blaine.”
“Kurt, you can’t be okay with this,” Blaine insisted. He couldn’t wrap his head around this. They were actually going to make him sit there and watch why they had sex with Kurt.
“Why not?” Kurt replied dully with a shrug. “I’m not going to get some epic first time, Blaine, and I’m seventeen years old. I’m so ready to lose it. I’m sick of waiting for the perfect guy. He’s not coming. You’re not him, apparently. You don’t even want me. They’re both hot, horny, and they want me. I’ll get to touch and be touched and it will be fun. I don’t see why I would want anything else. Not to mention, I get to show you what you're missing.”
Blaine gawked at him. Then David pulled Kurt to his feet and gently kissed his forehead. “That’s the whole point of it,” he said softly. “You had your chance, Blaine. You should have taken it.”
“You can’t do this! He’s upset! He’s not thinking clearly! You can't take advantage of that!” Blaine protested firmly. Kurt tilted his head up and pressed his lips to David’s. David slid his hands around form his hips to the back of Kurt’s jeans and slid his hands into the pockets. Blaine tried to struggle free. Wes smirked slightly before going behind Kurt and bending his head to kiss the spot beneath his ear. Blaine thrashed in the chair. “C’mon! You can’t take his first time like this!”
“Shut up, Blaine,” Kurt said. He turned to kiss Wes softly before stepping from between them and removing the scarf draped loosely around David’s neck. He bent to Blaine’s level and frowned at him. “Wes said gagging you wouldn’t be necessary but you’re so loud you’ll wake the neighbors.”
“Gagging me -” Kurt pushed the scarf into his mouth and tied it tightly behind his head, effectively cutting him off. “Kurt!” Blaine tried to protest but it sounding like, “Urgh!” instead.
“Nope. Kurt’s right. We can't have you making it sound like we’re raping the poor kid,” David told him solemnly. “All that shouting, Blaine, when you should enjoy watching instead. You are about to see something pretty damn hot. Ain't that right, Kurt?”
Kurt nodded and smiled slightly at David. David shrugged off his jacket and Wes followed his example. Kurt stepped forward and began to untie Wes’s necktie. David and Wes exchanged one look and a confident nod then David took a step forward and began to unbutton Kurt’s thigh-length blue sweater until it could be pulled off his shoulder, leaving him in a black turtleneck and black skinny jeans that were practically painted on. His blue boots had already been removed and set carefully at the foot of the bed before Blaine arrived. Wes leaned down and took Kurt’s lips in a demanding kiss. Kurt sighed pleasantly against his lips. One of David’s hands slid under his turtleneck shirt. A gasp escaped Kurt’s lips when David’s hand slid higher and higher until Blaine figured he was where Kurt’s nipples would be.
“Sensitive nipples,” David noted out loud. Wes nodded to show he had heard before returning his lips to Kurt’s again. Kurt’s cheeks flushed. “Kurt? We’re going to make a few observations out loud, okay?” Kurt pulled back from Wes’s lips and looked at David curiously. “They’ll be for Blaine’s benefit. Don’t get embarrassed, all right?”
“Okay,” Kurt agreed to a small smile and a nod. David smiled and nodded before taking Kurt’s hands and turning him to face the chair bound teen. Wes grinned at David before they both grasped the hem of Kurt’s shirt and gently pulled it over his head. Blaine swallowed at what they revealed to him. He itched to reach out and touch the smooth planes of Kurt’s pale body, feel his nipples between his fingers. He started to struggle again. No. They weren’t touching Kurt. Not before he got to at least.
“Stop wiggling, Blaine. You can’t get free,” Wes told him before both he and David pressed their lips to the sides of Kurt’s neck. He closed his eyes and smiled. Blaine say his hands twitch and start to move towards David before he clenched them into fists to stop the movement. Apparently, Wes saw too. “Remember, Kurt. You can touch.” Immediately, Kurt grasped David’s shirt and started unbuttoning it from the bottom up. “He’s a little too quick at that, David.”
“Yeah, he is,” David agreed. Kurt ducked his head and licked - fucking licked - David’s collarbone once it was exposed. David shuddered pleasantly. Blaine chocked back a whimper. Wes began to unbutton his own shirt quickly. Kurt reached back to touch the other teen’s stomach curiously and Wes stepped forward so more than his fingertips could reach. That sent an even worse amount of jealousy through Blaine. Kurt’s smooth hand - the very hand he had held that day he met Kurt - was on Wes’s body. He had never ever hated Wes but at that moment, he did. He yearned to be him.
While Kurt was mapping out Wes’s chest, he kept his lips on David’s neck and collarbone and Wes worked on removing David’s pants for him. Kurt removed his hand from Wes’s chest and pushed the shirt off David’s shoulders. “Step out of your pants, David,” Wes ordered before moving behind Kurt and pressing his lips to his shoulder blade. Kurt smiled against David’s skin. He slid his hands down his sides to the top of David’s uniform pants and pushed until David could step out of them, kicking off his loafers as well. David leaned down to capture his lips again. The sound of a zipper directed Blaine’s attention downward where he found Wes’s hand on the zip of Kurt’s skinny jeans. He immediately started thrashing again. “Knock it off, Blaine. You’re not getting out.”
“He doesn’t even want to watch,” Kurt said sadly. David sat down on the bed and guided Kurt to stand between his knees. Kurt put his arms around his neck and leaned down to kiss him. Blaine whimpered. This wasn’t fair. He wanted to touch, damn it! He wanted them to get their grubby paws off Kurt. As soon as they let him go, he was going to tie them to chairs of their own and make them suffer the way he was. He would show them how Kurt deserved to be loved. How he deserved to be worshipped.
“I’m pretty sure that, at this point, he’s kicking himself for not taking you when he had the chance,” Wes said softly to Kurt. He dropped his own pants while David slid Kurt’s off and Kurt stepped out of them. He lifted his feet and pushed off his own socks. “Don’t like the idea of sex in socks?”
“No. I fully intend to force David out of his in a second,” Kurt told him. Wes chuckled softly. Blaine strained, trying to lean around the sight of Wes’s back blocking his sight of Kurt. He couldn’t seen Kurt’s ass. God, he wanted to see Kurt’s ass. There was no way in hell he had been wearing underwear under those pants. David and Wes were wearing underwear, of course. David had on red briefs and Wes had black boxers. But he wanted to see the smooth globes of Kurt’s ass, not their underwear.
“What’s wrong with socks and sex?” David grumbled.
“No way I have sex with someone only wearing socks. It grosses me out, even on TV.” Kurt lowered himself down onto David’s lap and Wes sat down beside them on the bed. Blaine’s eyes bulged when he saw Kurt’s cute little ass on David’s lap. His hardness was painful in his trousers. He had to get out of the damn bonds. He wanted Kurt in his lap. Why on earth did Kurt want David and Wes anyway? He shouldn’t. He should only want him.
Wes pressed his lips to Kurt’s shoulder and started to nibble, leaving little red marks that would become hickeys with a bit of time. Blaine tried to say stop. How dare Wes mark his Kurt? Wes tossed a smirk over his shoulder at him. “Blaine can’t see him,” he said out loud. Kurt turned his head to look at Wes then at Blaine and rose out of David’s lap.
“Let’s get the rest of David bare,” he said decidedly. David bent to remove his socks then stood to remove his underwear. Kurt dropped to his knees and batted David’s hands away. Using his hands and his teeth, he slowly pulled down the tight red object. Wes grinned and David squeezed his eyes shut, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. Kurt sighed when he saw David’s erection. He looked up at Wes and Wes nodded. Permission granted, Kurt wrapped one soft hand around the base of David’s cock and stroked it tentatively. David groaned, his head falling back. “He’s really big.”
“Yep. Before you get carried away, he should sit down,” Wes said, running his fingers through Kurt’s soft brown hair. Kurt looked up at him curiously. “He gets wobbly.” Kurt nodded and released David. He received a groan of displeasure. Kurt used Wes’s offered hand to pull himself up and leaned forward to kiss David’s lips. “Sit down, David.”
“Please,” Kurt added cheerfully. David sat down on the bed then scooted until he was against the headboard, half-sitting but half-lying. Kurt turned to Wes and kissed him. Wes grinned at him and Kurt crawled onto the bed, giving Blaine his first real glimpse of his hard, slightly leaking cock. It was turning pink and bigger than imagined. It was perfect. Blaine whimpered as Kurt sat on his knees between David’s legs, yearning for a taste and a feel of that beautiful cock.
“He’s perfect, isn’t he, Blaine?” Blaine couldn’t help but nod energetically. Kurt looked at the wall next to the bed quickly to hide his blush but it spread down his neck to his chest so much it was impossible to truly hide. “His skin it so soft. And absolutely flawless. And his lips…Well, David, why don’t you tell us about Kurt’s lips?”
“Hmm. I’d need another taste, Wes. Kurt?” David requested with a grin. Kurt turned to face him again and grabbed the tie still around his neck. He used it to pull David forward and pressed his lips to his eagerly. David slid his hand into Kurt’s hair and Blaine found his mouth watering against his gag. Kurt was slim and long and pale. His cheeks were red, his ass almost presented to them, and his dancer’s body was everything Blaine had dreamed of and more. He wanted him more than anything. He struggled, trying to twist and wiggle his wrists free of the bonds.
“Tell Blaine about how soft and delicious Kurt’s lips are,” Wes ordered. “Let Kurt explore you.” David whimpered when Wes pulled them apart. Wes climbed onto the bed and knelt behind Kurt. He grasped his hips and leaned over to kiss his spine. Then he slid his hands down to Kurt’s ass and gave both globs a squeeze. Kurt moaned softly and Wes kissed a line down Kurt’s spine while Kurt explored David’s chest with his mouth.
“They’re like clouds, Blaine. Soft and silky. He tastes like fruit, coffee, and sugar,” David said before Kurt latched his mouth onto a dark chocolate nipple and sucked, making him moan instead of speaking. Wes put a hand on David’s thigh and pulled so he was lying down and Kurt had to bend down to lick, kiss, and nip at his chest and abdomen, presenting his ass for anyone to take. Blaine ached to be the one to take him.
“Don’t be selfish, David,” Wes said suddenly. “This is Kurt’s first time. It’s not about your pleasure. Do something more than lie there.”
“Yeah, okay,” David agreed. Kurt did something Blaine couldn’t see that made him groan. He slid one hand back into Kurt’s hair and kissed the top of his head. “What’re you up to?”
“You’ll see,” Wes replied with a smirk. He grasped Kurt’s ass cheeks and parted them. Blaine strained to see Kurt’s cute little pucker. Kurt flushed and hid his face in David’s chest.
“Don’t do that,” he protested weakly. Wes kissed his hole soothingly and Kurt whimpered softly.
Wes reached over and grasped the arm of the chair. He pulled and it rolled across the carpet just enough for Blaine to see. “Look at him. He’s going to be so tight around me, Blaine. I’m almost worried he won't be able to take me.”
“I can,” Kurt spoke up, looking over his shoulder at Wes and Blaine. “I have a toy as big as you.” Wes grinned and nodded to show he understood. He leaned down and licked from behind Kurt’s balls up to the end of his crack. Kurt shuddered and dug his nails into David’s biceps. Wes lapped at Kurt’s hole like a kitten and Blaine and Kurt moaned simultaneously. Blaine because he wanted to taste Kurt and Kurt because it felt good.
“He tastes pretty damn good,” Wes told Blaine. Blaine narrowed his eyes at him angrily. Wes laughed. “Don’t be bitter. This is your own damn fault. You should have met the deadline and he’d be all yours. But now you’re stuck watching us enjoy him.” Blaine looked at the saliva coated hole and whimpered softly. Wes smirked at him then swooped down and stuck his tongue inside Kurt. Kurt bucked forward, trying to get friction from pure air, and moaned; high and loud. David wrapped his hand around Kurt’s cock and began to stroke him gently and slowly. Wes dug his tongue inside and around Kurt enthusiastically, all three boys enjoying the breathy noises he made in pleasure. “God,” Wes gasped when he pulled away. “He’s so tight.”
“I’m so not settling for just his mouth,” David spoke up. “Kurt, can I have your ass too?” Kurt nodded and pressed his lips to one of David’s pecks. He sucked a mark into the skin and was rewarded with a moan and a firm pull on his cock.
“Pass me the lube,” Wes ordered. David picked up a bottle of KY from the bedside table and passed it to Wes. “Time to stretch him out. I’ll stroke him.” David nodded and pushed himself up until his cock was where Kurt could reach with his mouth. Kurt wrapped five long, elegant fingers around David’s cock and stroked upward. Then he flicked his tongue across the head and smiled when David bucked upward with a pleased groan. He began to lavish David’s shaft with kitten licks and David tossed his head back and groaned. He looked like he was being tormented but pretty damn happy about it. Jealousy surged through Blaine again. However, his mind was taken off his jealousy towards David when Kurt suddenly gasped and arched his back slightly. He turned his head to see that Wes had a slick finger inside Kurt.
Kurt took the head of David’s cock in his mouth and focused on sucking on it instead of the pain/pleasure sensation from Wes’s finger. Wes kissed his rear soothingly and slid in another finger. Kurt whimpered around David and the dark skinned teen arched off the bed and moaned. Kurt took a visible deep breath then practically swallowed all of David’s hardness. David groaned loudly. Blaine looked frantically between what Wes was doing and what Kurt was doing to David, unsure which he found hotter and which he wanted to occur between him and Kurt more. The same question continued to echo in his head. Why does he want them?
“Damn,” Wes hissed. “He’s so tight. Kurt, baby, take a few breaths.” Kurt immediately did as told and Wes rubbed his flank in a manner similar to an equestrian soothing his horse before adding another digit to the mix. Kurt grimaced and put his entire focus into pleasing David to distract himself. Blaine tried to speak, tried to protest, but Wes just kept on going. He worked to stretch Kurt out slowly and carefully.
“I…I’m ready, Wes,” Kurt said, pulling off David with a pop. Wes and Kurt locked eyes then Wes nodded and picked up the lube again. Kurt’s eyes widened when he seemed to realize the situation he was in was real. “Gucci. Just…Not too hard at first, okay?”
“Of course. I would never purposely hurt you,” Wes assured him. He leaned over and Kurt smiled before accepting his kiss. Blaine squirmed some more and Kurt narrowed his eyes at him, causing him to stop almost immediately.
“Knock it off. You’re not going anywhere and you’re starting to annoy,” he told him monotonously. Wes and David chuckled. “Can I slick you, Wes?”
“Of course,” Wes agreed with a smile. Kurt sat up on his knees and took the bottle of lube. While he and Wes kissed, he coated the Asian teen with the thankfully warm lube, Wes fighting down shudders and moans the entire time. And Kurt certainly took his time. Blaine closed his eyes and tried to will away his own erection. He should not be hard. Kurt should not be about to have Wes take his first time. He should not have been sucking on David’s cock a few seconds ago. He shouldn’t even want them. He should, however, want Blaine. He should have been sucking and preparing Blaine for sex. But he wasn’t. And it was driving Blaine insane with jealousy and arousal.
David noticed the way Blaine was staring at Kurt when he finally did open his eyes and looked down to see the pronounced bulge in his pants screaming for attention. “Guys,” he spoke up. Kurt and Wes pulled apart and looked at him. “Maybe we should be nice and unzip Blaine’s pants.”
Wes and Kurt looked over and Kurt crawled over to the edge of the bed to unzip and unbutton Blaine’s trousers. He let out as much of a relieved sigh as he could with the gag in. He locked eyes with Kurt and tried to silently beg him to let him go but Kurt just crawled back into position with his head over David’s groin and his ass presented to Wes. He wiggled and tossed a seductive look over his shoulder at Wes. Wes grinned and moved into position. He wrapped his hand around Kurt’s leaking erection and guided his head to press against Kurt’s entrance. Kurt nodded and Wes pressed inside. Blaine pulled at his bonds desperately. He wanted Wes to get the hell away from Kurt. Now.
“Keep going,” Kurt hissed when Wes held still after only the head of his dick was inside. “More. All the way in. Please, Wes.” Wes nodded and moaned as he slowly pressed all the way inside. He pressed in until he was balls deep and Kurt was gasping in pleasure from the sensation. “Oh, God.”
“Fuck. I thought you were tight around my fingers…You feel amazing, Kurt.” Wes leaned over him and kissed his shoulder blade tenderly. “You’re so hot and tight. David, he’s heaven.” David smiled and ran his hand through Kurt’s hair. “How ya doing, Kurt?”
“So full,” Kurt moaned. “Please, please, move. I want more.” Blaine watched with wide eyes as Wes pulled out almost all the way then snapped his hips forward all the way back in. Kurt threw his head back and mewled.
“God, listen to him,” David cooed. “He sounds beautiful. Go on, Wes. He can take it.” Wes nodded and started pumping his hips, making sure to never pull all the way out of Kurt or leave him completely empty. Kurt sang beautifully for him, getting better and louder the harder Wes thrust in. He sounded absolutely incredible. Blaine and David both found the need to touch themselves getting more and more unbearable but only David was able to do so. He wrapped his hand around his manhood and began to pump. Kurt, seeing this, lowered his mouth onto David and pushed his hand away. David slid his hand into Kurt’s hair again.
“So tight,” Wes rasped out. David and Blaine looked up at him. “He’s so good. I can’t…God.” After that, everything out of Wes’s mouth became incoherent. Between his noises of pleasure, the occasional word could be made out and every last one was about how good Kurt felt around him. Blaine was pretty much ready to kill Wes. And David too, from the way he was enjoying Kurt’s lips wrapped around his cock. He wanted them both to knock it off! “You…have…no idea, B-Blaine. No idea what…you’re missing.”
“Shut up!” Blaine tried to growl angrily. If that stupid, disgusting, moron dared to come inside Kurt, he was going to wring his neck. And maybe stab him for good measure.
“Got that right,” David sighed, letting his head fall back as Kurt sucked on him particularly hard. “His too damn good to be a virgin.” Kurt hummed his thanks and David cried out. “I’m…I’m…”
Blaine kicked the bed in frustration and growled, “Don’t you dare!” into his gag. Kurt smiled up at David then leaned down and took him back into his mouth, nonverbally inviting him to fill his mouth. David let out a chocked groan and Blaine watched Kurt swallow. He couldn’t get everything and a little bit slipped from the corner of his mouth. It was simultaneously the most infuriating and hottest thing Blaine had ever seen. Wes was still moving inside Kurt, though now he had grown frantic and Kurt’s noises were no longer muffled by the rod in his mouth. David calmed down enough to push Kurt onto his knees and both he and Wes held him up while Wes continued to thrust desperately. He was holding off, waiting for Kurt, but obviously struggling. David lowered himself and took Kurt into his mouth. Kurt cried out and Wes slid a hand from his hips to his right nipple to twist it pleasurably.
“Let Blaine see him cum,” Wes ordered. David nodded and Wes thrust up as hard as he could into Kurt. Kurt screamed - the most gorgeously high-pitched sound Blaine had ever heard - and David pulled his mouth off his cock while still stroking him so Blaine could see the spurts of white erupting from the soprano. Wes groaned and shuddered through his own release. “So tight, Kurt,” he chocked out as he was coming.
Blaine whimpered and looked away from Wes. He didn’t want to see him filling Kurt like that. That was what he wanted to do. It should’ve been his cum inside Kurt’s tight channel. He could have had that, he realized. He had a chance. It wasn’t fair. He was such a moron. “Look at him, Kurt,” David whispered. Kurt was slumped between the two boys, Wes still inside him, and he managed to turn his head weakly to see Blaine looking away with an absolutely miserable expression on his face. “What do you think of that expression?”
He shook his head and turned to face David again. He leaned forward and kissed him gently. “I’ll worry about him later. I want you now, David,” Kurt said softly. Wes chuckled and rested his forehead on Kurt’s shoulder. “You asked, remember? Please?”
“God, we’ve created a monster,” Wes joked lightly. Kurt and David chuckled. Blaine glared at all of them. “Okay, Kurt. Relax so I can slip out then we’ll get David hard for you.” Kurt nodded and took a deep breath. Wes slipped out of him and Blaine’s eyes widened at the erotic sight of Wes’s cum leaking out of Kurt’s stretched hole. “Damn. That is so hot. Seeing this, Blaine?”
Blaine nodded reluctantly. David let go of Kurt suddenly and he dropped to the bed with a soft gasp of surprise. “Gentle!” Blaine tried to protest.
“Blaine, we have no idea what you're saying,” Wes told him dryly. “It just sounds like mumbling. But I’m guessing you want David here to be more careful with our dear little Kurt.”
“It was an accident. I didn’t think he was still limp and stuff,” David said defensively. He wrapped his arms around Kurt’s waist and maneuvered him to lie his head on the pillows. “Sorry, babe.” He leaned down and kissed Kurt gently. Wes crawled to lie between Kurt and the wall and they created a Kurt sandwich on the bed. Kurt smiled softly and Blaine looked away as they took turns kissing Kurt playfully on the lips then on the shoulders and neck.
“You’re adorable, Kurt,” Wes whispered into his ear affectionately. “You’re blushing.” Kurt smiled shyly at him. “You think you're ready for David?” Kurt nodded and Wes reached over to stroke David’s limp dick to hardness. Blaine squeezed his eyes shut. “David, he’s tight. Even when I was pulling out. You’re gonna love being inside him.”
“Let me feel,” David whispered, mostly to Kurt. Wes slid the hand resting lazily on Kurt’s his down to his thigh and guided his leg to bend and the knee to rest on top of David’s side. David kissed Wes gently then slipped a finger into Kurt’s stretched, soaked hole. “My God. You’re right. He’s so tight.” He pressed another finger inside and both he and Kurt moaned. “That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced, Kurt.”
“Thanks,” Kurt mumbled, embarrassed. David chuckled and slid down Kurt’s body. He lifted Kurt’s legs over his shoulders and pressed his lips to Kurt’s hole. “D-David?”
“It’s okay. Just relax,” both David and Wes soothed him.
“I just want a little taste,” David said softly. “See if we can't get you hard again.” Wes slid down so he was level with Kurt’s cute little cherry nipples and licked at one gently. Kurt sighed and slid his hand into Wes’s hair. He appeared content, relaxed. More so than Blaine had ever seen him. Blaine wished he was the one who had given him that feeling more than anything. He closed his eyes and imagined lying on Kurt’s bed, hearing Deadliest Catch upstairs, after making love to him. After knowing the tightness Wes and David kept going on about. He imagined holding him, feeling Kurt mewl contently as he stroked his hair and kissed his forehead. He wanted that. He wanted to go back in time before the deadline and take Kurt to bed. He wanted to take him to the white and black bed and love him while candles lit the room.
A gasp startled him out of his imaginings. David was now pressing his tongue to Kurt’s hole, swirling his tongue and lapping at the cum that had escaped. They both moaned. “Nice,” David complimented. Wes smiled and took one of Kurt’s nipples into his mouth. He slid one hand down Kurt’s abdomen to his half-flaccid length and he began to work him back to full hardness. David continued to lick at Kurt and with their combined efforts, they had Kurt writhing and moaning beautifully in minutes.
“David,” Kurt croaked wantonly. “I’m ready. Please?” David sat up, nodding, and crawled up to kiss Kurt gently before lifting both of Kurt’s legs over his shoulders and all three boys definitely admired Kurt’s flexibility as he slide inside. “Oh,” Kurt moaned. He grasped the bed sheets and forced himself up for a kiss. “So good.”
“Yeah,” David agreed with a nod. “I’m so glad Wes didn’t stretch you out too much. You’re so perfect, Kurt. So tight. It’s like…Like a adult trying to where a child’s glove. You’re almost too tight.”
Kurt opened his eyes and smiled slightly. “Maybe you’re just too big,” he said teasingly. David grinned and Wes slapped him on the ass impatiently. He bucked forward in surprise and Kurt moaned as he managed to hit his prostate dead on.
“Move already,” Wes ordered. “You’re taking too long. We only have a half hour until your roommate gets back.” David nodded and Kurt clenched the sheets readily. Wes watched attentively as David started to rock into Kurt aggressively. Blaine focused on Kurt’s pleasured expression instead of David. “Blaine, if I take that gag off, would you do me a favor?”
Blaine narrowed his eyes suspiciously at Wes. He slinked off the bed and climbed into Blaine’s lap. Blaine hissed at the sudden weight on his throbbing cock. Wes smirked. “I wanna rub my cock against yours. You obviously need something. I kind of wanted Kurt’s mouth but the position he and David are in makes it a little impossible. David told me no to fucking him before. What do you say, Blaine? Help a fellow Warbler out?”
Blaine must have been desperate for touch because he nodded. Immediately, Wes freed him from the confines of his underwear and removed his gag. Then their cocks were pressed together and Wes was rocking against him wantonly. He locked eyes with Kurt and moaned at the hazy glaze over his pretty blue eyes. “Let me show you how tight Kurt is.” Wes wrapped his hand around Blaine’s shaft and Blaine cried out. He tried to thrust up into the tight grip but failed. “That’s what he feels like inside only hotter and probably a bit tighter. He feels so good, Blaine. So good. Better than anything you will ever feel. He squeezes you and loosens up every time he moans and he feels like this,” he tightened his hold on Blaine’s dick almost unbearably, “When he’s about to cum. It’s magnificent. He’s perfect.”
“Shut up, you smug bastard,” Blaine growled. “Just rut your dick against mine already.” He was beyond annoyed now. He really couldn’t wait until he could get his hands around Wes’s neck. Wes snickered but nodded and slid their cocks together. Then he wrapped both hands around them and stroked them at the same time. Blaine moaned. Kurt screamed and he looked over to see him orgasm, back arched in a near perfect C and body covered in sweat and whatever else. He looked amazing. David choked, his rhythm stuttered, and he released inside Kurt with a groan.
Wes pulled open Blaine’s shirt and rubbed their dicks together frantically. Blaine continued to focus on Kurt so much he barely noticed when Wes came all over his chest. Wes slumped against him for several moments before climbing off and lying on the bed beside David and the wall. David was asleep and Wes looked like he would be in a few seconds. Kurt, however, was staring at Blaine’s chest silently. He slipped off the bed and walked to him. He gracefully straddled Blaine’s lap and began to lap the cum off him. Blaine moaned. “Kurt,” he sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry I missed the deadline.”
“I’m not. I had fun,” Kurt said cheerfully. “Even if I didn’t get to have sex with you. I’ll untie you in a second. I’m contemplating having my wicked way with you and if it counts as rape.”
“So not rape. Wanna wide my dick?” Blaine asked. Kurt’s head snapped up and he looked at Blaine in surprise. “C’mon. You can have sex with me now. Please? Please, please, Kurt. They got to be inside you. Please.”
Kurt smiled, his eyes getting a rather mischievous glint in them, and he nodded. “I guess I could go one more time. But Blaine?” Blaine nodded eagerly to show he was listening. “Next time someone tells you I want you, please, believe them. Seriously. And remember, I’m a teenager. I’m a teenage boy. I want sex just as much as the rest of you. No candles needed.”
“I’ll remember,” Blaine promised bashfully. Kurt smiled and leaned forward to kiss him. After a few languid moment of kissing, Blaine noticed Kurt seemed to have forgotten his hands were still tied. “Uh, aren’t you going to untie me?” Kurt only smirked.
THE END