When Three Is Not A Crowd (Puck/Kurt/Brittany; NC-17)
Title: When Three Is Not A Crowd
Author: lacorbe
Rating: NC-17
Character(s)/Pairing(s):Kurt Hummel, Noah Puckerman, Brittany Pierce; Kurt/Puck/Brittany
Genre: Smut
Warning: Boy on boy kissing, slash, threesome, oral sex…. You name it.
Spoilers: None,
Disclaimer: Not mine
Summary: Puck was stunned to learn that Brittany was dating Kurt. How? Why? Upon further questioning, he found himself rather… interested. And the outcome of this, will turn out to be a very peculiar experience.
Author Notes: This fic was inspired by this prompt that cwshowspodcast sent me.
Word Count: 4,482
When Three Is Not A Crowd
Part One.
This was starting to become one of the weirdest couple of weeks that Noah Puckerman had ever had; first, he decided to go after Mercedes Jones to try and regain some of the popularity that his missing Mohawk had caused him, only to have that affair ending because, let’s face, no real sparks there, from either of them.
And now, he found himself gaping at the sight of Reigning Slut Cheerleader Queen No. 2, Brittany Pierce ( No. 1 being Santana Lopez, of course), holding hands with none other than Reigning Flamboyant Gay Queen, Kurt Hummel, and parading themselves along the hall, for everyone to see… “WHAT THE FUCK?!” was the main thought in Puckerman’s brain; and how in the hell did THAT happen?
As they make their way across the hall, Puck could hear that someone was calling Kurt’s name out loud. It turned out to be his father. So, Kurt asked Brittany to leave them alone so they could talk…. Brittany put on a sort of pouty face and walked away. And this was the moment that Puck was waiting for. He took Brittany by the hand, and made their way to an empty classroom.
“Puck! What do you want? You have to know that now that I have a boyfriend, I’m not going to make out with you…”, she started protesting only to be shushed by Puck.
“Oh, shut up, that’s not why I brought you here”, and he could’ve sworn that he saw some disappointment in her eyes. “Hummel is your boyfriend? The princess? How did that happen? That dude is gayer than Liberace’s shoes! How you two even… What do you guys do?”
“Actually, we’ve just kissed…” , she pouted. “I tried to touch his ass, but he wouldn’t let me, then his dad walked in on us, and when he left he lost all interest in making out, so we watched a movie, and then he took me home…” Brittany seemed to be remembering something important. “Although, the making out part, was so totally worth it! He is a very good kisser…”
Puck’s eyebrows shifted a little. “He is? How so?”
“Well, he didn’t slip his tongue in my mouth… pity. But his lips are soft and warm, and… Wait. Why do you wanna know this? Why are you interested in Kurt’s kissing?”
Puck was startled at that question. “What? Me, interested? No way… Just curious, I guess” Brittany let out a tiny squeal. “Oh, my God!”… “What now?” Puck asked, irritated.
“ARE YOU GAY?” , Brittany could not contain her smile. “NO, I AM NOT!”… “Yes, you are! Why so interested in Kurt, if you’re not?” Surprisingly enough, Britt had a point…
Because, in the past three minutes that she’d been talking about Kurt’s kisses, and warm and soft lips, Puck felt chills on the back of his neck, imagining those red, pouty lips against his own, he could almost taste the sweetness of his tongue…Damn. His throat went dry and his jeans, which were commonly loose, started to feel a little too tight…
“Uh, Puck?” Brittany interrupted his mind show. “What?!”, he snapped. “You really like Kurt, huh?”, he grinned and looked down on his now very obvious bulge.
“That’s not your concern”, he said dryly. She walked closer to him. “What if I were to make you a proposition? Something that would be a win-win situation for the both of us?” He looked at her. “What exactly are you proposing?” She was actually brushing her body against him, feeling his bulge on her thighs. “What DO you think I’m proposing?”
Part Two.
“We need to talk, Britt…” Kurt’s voice sounded sad but determined. “Sure! What?”, she inquired.
“I don’t think this is working… Us. I mean, you’re very sweet, but I…”
“Oh, please… say no more. I know. You’re as gay as a rainbow, and there’s nothing I can do to change that… But, does this mean we are not friends anymore?” Brittany sounded legitimately sad. Kurt took both her hands: “Gosh, no doll! Of course we’re still friends… I just, I don’t know what I was thinking, trying to convince my dad of anything…” Brittany chuckled. “If I may say so, your tight, skinny jeans are way hotter than those baggy ones you wore last week!” They both laughed at this statement. “Merci, ma petite…”, he said to her, when all of the sudden they were interrupted by a husky voice behind them: “Now, Brittany is absolutely right…”
They thought they were alone in the classroom, so Kurt was startled to hear someone else in there, so he turned around, and met Puck’s almond, lustful eyes. “What the hell do you want, Puckerman?” he snapped. “No need to stop being a lady, Hummel…”, he practically sneered. Puck made his way toward them, and he finally said: “Britt, can you excuse us for a minute?”
Kurt felt a sudden rush of panic at the thought of being left alone in the room with Puck. What devilry was he planning now? He held Brittany’s hand a little tighter, trying to tell her no to leave without using words. Unfortunately, Brittany was never good at taking hints, so she let go of Kurt’s grip, and nodded: “Yeah, sure! I’ll leave you boys to talk!”
Kurt groaned, but had no choice. He had to face his tormentor. He sat up straight, crossed his legs, placed his hands above his knee, and waited for the torture to begin. “So… What do you want?” “Don’t worry, Hummel; today I mean you no harm”, he said, as he begun to pace around Kurt… “So, what happened to the macho look? Didn’t work, huh? That’s not easy to pull off, especially by someone like you…”
“Ah and there it is… Your homophobia always finds an outlet. Someone like me? For your information, I did it because I was trying to show my dad that… Wait. Why am I explaining my elf to you?! This is nuts! Leave me alone!” Kurt stood up all of the sudden and his bag, which was lying on his lap, fell to the floor, scattering some of his belongings around. “Damn it…!”, he hissed, and bent down to pick the stuff up.
When Kurt bent over to pick up the spilled contents, Puck stopped pacing all of the sudden. Kurt’s shirt was lifted up because of the movement, letting some of his lower back show. While he was unaware of this, Puck was not and he stared heavily at the white pale skin; he noticed that Kurt was wearing briefs, odd because he could’ve sworn that he would wear lacey panties; and upon further gazing he even saw some of his crack. Puck swallowed hard at this, as he began to feel his dick pulsing. Kurt was so distracted that he didn’t notice when Puck stood right behind him, so when Kurt got straitened back up, Puck grabbed him by his waist, making his back collide with Puck’s tone abs. Kurt almost let out a scream at this aggression, but when he felt that bulge pressed against his lower back, what came out of his mouth was a muffled moan… Still, Kurt tried to wiggle himself out of Puck’s grip.
“What the hell are you doing? Let me go! Don’t…”
“Don’t what, Hummel? Oh, come on… You can’t tell me you don’t like this…”, Puck whispered in his ear, and Kurt could feel his whole body trembling. Then, Puck kept one arm fully wrapped to his waist, and the other found its way under the shirt and was now caressing his chest, all the way to the nipples, which he twisted and pinched, ever so softly…. So, the animal (insert here, teenager) part of his brain, finally caved in, and Kurt started grinding his ass against Puck’s erection, with circular and slow motions. Puck growled in his ear, nipping at it, and pulled Kurt even closer to him, if that was even possibe by now. It felt so warm, so right…. Kurt’s gentle moans sent electricity through Puck’s veins: “Ooh, Go-d, No-ah,… yeah, more…” How sweet his own name sounded on Kurt’s lips…
Suddenly, the bell rang, and it was all over. The magic died right there. Their bodies, still shivering, parted from each other’s embrace, but they kept on looking at one another, maybe trying to find some reasonable answer for what had just happened. And they heard the familiar sound of their classmates approaching, they knew that now was not the moment. Puck got closer to Kurt once again, and whispered:
“We are not done yet”, and he stormed out of the room, as Kurt followed him with his gaze, still trying to catch his breath…. “WHAT THE HELL…?”
Part Three.
Puck was pacing his room, back and forth, trying to make heads or tails of what had just happened that day… What was wrong with him? Did he what, just, turn gay? No, no way…. He put his hands on his head, groaning and cursing at the same time. There was no way in hell…. Kurt was gay, and he was not into dudes. NO SIR. Still…. No, no way.
Last time he felt this light headed was when he was with Quinn. All the shivers, the nerves…. the boner. And not since then had he felt so strongly for someone, not the cougars, or the cheerios, not even Santana, his, as he called her “fuck buddy”… What was it about Kurt, that all of the sudden had him in this unspeakable mess? Puck threw himself on his bed, looking at the ceiling.
Maybe it was his milky white skin, which was so soft to the touch; maybe it was his round and tight ass which looked incredible in those damn tight pants he always wore; maybe it was the sweet scent that his body exuded, for he didn’t smell like a girl, no, he smelled like a man, a young, vigorous man, oozing sexuality through every pore… God, he must be so tight…
As this point Puck had his hand inside his pants, jerking off, slowly, but firmly, to all the images of Kurt that popped in his head; when he came, loud and long, with Kurt’s name on his lips, his body trembling and covered in sweat, his own cum splashed on his shirt and inside his pants, and his blurry eyes, Noah Puckerman decided to do something about it.
His cell rang. He quickly wiped off his hand, and picked it up.
“Hey there”…
“Hey Britt…”
“So, are we still on for tomorrow night?”… Puck looked down to his dick that, at the mention of “tomorrow night” was pulsating again.
“Fuck, yeah we are.”
Part Four.
“Thank you so much for inviting me to your house tonight, Kurt!” Brittany sounded really excited about spending this time together with him… “No problem, Britt… I have everything ready here: popcorn, sodas, and sweets that you brought…. So, what movie do you feel like watching?” “Do you have some Disney ones?”… “Girl! Do I ever! My mom and I used to watch them and I love all the Disney classics…” His mind trailed off some, at the mention of his mom. Brittany took his hand. “You ok, Kurt?” “ Yeah… I’m fine! Let’s go to my room…”
Just as they were making their way to the stairs, the door bell rang, and Kurt wondered who it could be… He wasn’t expecting anyone else. He went to answer the door, and his jaw all but dropped at the sight of Noah Puckerman standing at his doorway. “Sup, Hummel?” Kurt had literally lost the ability to speak. “I… I…. What are doing here…. Wha…?” “Chill out, Hummel… I was passing by and thought I’d stop by and say hello, and maybe hang out… Oh, but I see you have company”… “Hey, Puck! Wanna watch some movies with us?” Kurt turned around and looked at her as if she had grown a second head. “Sure.. Why not…”, Puck said, while he made his way through the door way, and brushed Kurt’s body as he walked into the house. Kurt took a step back to the wall, and looked away, avoiding Puck’s intense gaze. Then he turned again and saw them going down the stairs to his room…. “This cannot be happening to me…”
When Kurt got to his room, he saw that Brittany and Puck had taken their sits on the couch, conveniently leaving a space between them for Kurt to sit; “Great”, he thought. He proceeded to put the movie in the DVD player, and they started watching it. 20 minutes had passed and suddenly, Brittany’s cell phone vibrated. “Hello?”, she answered. “Oh, hi! Yeah. Uh-uh. Right. Wait a minute… I have to take this. Sorry. Be right back!” and she stormed up the stairs.
Kurt swallowed a big lump at the sight of Brittany once again leaving him alone with Puck. He wasn’t even able to scoot away from him without making it obvious that he was trying to distance himself. So he figured that the best way out of this, was standing all together.
“I guess I should pause it till she gets back…”, and he stood up, but in a movement that was nothing but a blur to Kurt, Puck grabbed him by the waist, and pushed him up against the wall that was right behind him. He pinned both his arms above his head, putting all his body weight onto Kurt. Their faces brushing, sharing one breath, and all Kurt could do was plead.
“Noah… No, please… Let me go… We can’t. You can’t. I mean, you’re not…”
“Shhh…” Puck placed his pointer finger on Kurt’s lips. “For once in your life, be quiet, Kurt…”
Kurt looked into his eyes, and sighed at the mention of his name, instead of his last name, coming from Puck, so he shyly stuck his tongue out to lick Puck’s finger. Puck went wide eyed at this action, so he kept his finger in the same place, avid for Kurt to do that again… And he did, only now, he started by licking from the bottom of the finger to the tip before taking the whole finger into his mouth, and the way he twirled his tongue around it, sent electric waves throughout all his body… Puck decided that was enough foreplay.
He took Kurt’s lips roughly, panting, almost like his life was depending on it. He let go of the grip on his arms and grabbed Kurt by the neck to bring him even deeper in his mouth. Kurt wrapped his legs around his waist, and moaned lustfully inside Puck’s mouth. The only audible thing in the room was the slurping sound of their tongues devouring each other, sucking, biting lips, crashing teeth, a real fight over dominance that neither one wanted to end. Then Kurt started grinding against Puck’s ever present erection, and the two of them growled, but much to Puck’s surprise, Kurt’s voice, always so girlie-like, was actually husky and low now, and all of the sudden Puck feared that he wasn’t gonna last much longer, and he wanted Kurt. Now. He wanted to fuck Kurt so badly it hurt.
With Kurt still wrapped around him, Puck made his way to the bed. Kurt turned his head to see where they were going and looked back on Puck. So, he stopped.
“What’s wrong? … If you don’t wanna, we can just” But Kurt silenced him by covering his mouth with his own, and when he broke the kiss, he licked Puck’s lips and whispered: “You can’t imagine how much I want this… I want you to fuck me senseless… Now.”
No more words needed. Puck placed Kurt on the bed, and hovered over him, still kissing him, sucking his neck, puffing little air blows in the lower part of his neck…. Kurt was practically writhing underneath him, and he took his shirt off, and started sucking on Puck’s nipples and tugged firmly the one that was pierced. Puck was moaning without any hesitation, and still wanted more. So, he aligned their bodies so that they could get better friction to their straining dicks, and started grinding against one another again. Kurt let his head fell onto the bed, trembling, and grabbing Puck’s back with his fingernails…. All of a sudden, someone cleared her throat at the base of the stairs.
Brittany was there, eyes wide, and flushed cheeks. “Brittany!”, Kurt panicked and tried to get Puck off him, but he wouldn't move, pinning Kurt to the bed with his own weight. “That looks like fun. Can I watch?” … “What?!”, Kurt practically yelled. “What do you mean…?” But Puck started kissing and grinding against him again, so all attempts to protest were cast away.
Part Five.
Brittany made her way to the bed and lay next to Kurt, who was in complete awe of everything that was happening. Puck tugged his pants off, and then his own, and then his briefs, of course, Puck wasn’t wearing any, and Puck and Brittany looked agape at Kurt’s impressive size, considering he was not a tall person. Brittany licked her own lips and watched in wonder at Puck’s every move. He had never done anything like this before, but his whole body was crying out at what he needed to do next. So, he lowered himself unto Kurt crotch, and started licking the tip which was already wet. Just like sucking a lollipop he thought as he traced small circles around it, tasting it all, from side to side, and when he could feel Kurt’s moaning and trembling starting all over again, he took what he could of it in his mouth. At this, Kurt’s back arched almost all the way up, but Brittany hurried up and eased him down by caressing his chest with one hand, and his hair with the other. The watery sound that emerged from Puck’s throat made Brittany warm and wet, so she lay down next to Kurt once again, and started fingering herself, slow and steady tickles on her clit that made her shiver.
Puck, on the other hand, was really getting off on giving Kurt a blowjob. His own dick was hard and leaking, and he just couldn’t wait anymore. He let go of Kurt’s dick with a loud pop, and reached for his pants that were on the floor, for a condom and the lube he had stashed there…. With all the accuracy that his eagerness aloud him, he placed the condom on himself and lubed it up, and returned on top of Kurt. He kissed him one more time, and told him: “Please tell me if I’m hurting you, ok?” Kurt nodded, half excited, half scared… God, the boy was too beautiful for his own damned good… Puck took his legs and placed them on his chest, and leaning over just a little, started searching/teasing Kurt’s crack, for his hole… Kurt was mumbling incoherent words and clenching the sheets till his knuckles turned white. And when Puck finally found the entrance, he started sliding in, slowly, letting both of their bodies adjust to the new feeling. Then, Kurt started bucking down, slowly causing Puck’s dick to go deeper, until he was all the way in…. And Puck knew then that he truly wasn’t gonna last long, so he slammed himself into Kurt, slow at first, and then faster, and harder… All the while, Kurt was jerking himself, moaning, and growling, and he kept hold of Puck by digging his nails in his chest. Puck got down to catch Kurt’s lips one more time, but the position they were in made it difficult, so only their tongues found each other, sweet slurps were coming and going…. And when Puck slammed into that sensitive bundle inside of Kurt, he let out a harsh sound.. “Oh-h G-goo-odd.. Ah.. Yeah..Oh, right there, oh, God…” All this drove Puck to the very edge, so he started to pound on that spot, harder and faster, until both of their bodies arched and started to tremble uncontrollably. Puck collapsed on Kurt, his head on his shoulder, and Kurt wrapped his arms around him, both trying to catch their breaths again.
Kurt was beyond belief. “Wow… I can’t believe…. That was so wonderful. God…”
Puck smiled and place a soft kiss to his ear. “It totally was…”
“THAT WAS HOT! THAT’S WHAT IT WAS!”
Suddenly, they became aware once again of Brittany’s presence in bed with them. They were so caught up on their own experience, that they completely forgot about her. Kurt almost felt ashamed. “Gosh, Brittany… I’m”
“Shh, quiet you! I’m just happy that you’re happy!.. And when I realized that Puck had the hots for you, I thought it’d be better to pair you up…” she winked.
“Wait… You two planned this?” Kurt asked.
“Kurt…”, Puck said, “I’d do anything to have that precious ass of yours…”
You’d think that Kurt Hummel would have been pissed to find out this bit of information…. But ultimately, he decided that what was there really to complain about, anyway? So, he left it at that.
Part Six.
The three of them cuddled for a while, Britt and Puck on each side of Kurt, Puck with his face still buried on Kurt’s shoulder, and Brittany took Kurt’s hand and placed it against her cheek, while she rested next to Kurt… It was Puck who first broke the silence. “We are so gonna do that again…”
“Oh, we definitely are…!”, said Kurt, “In fact…” And with one swift move, Kurt placed himself on top of Puck. Brittany was taken almost by surprise, but was amazed by the fact the she was going to watch them at it, AGAIN. The mere thought made her loins hot as fire. Puck and Kurt were kissing again, their breathing sounded low and husky, but Puck moaned loudly when he felt that Kurt was sucking his tongue the way he would his dick… They were already hard again, and Kurt didn’t want to waste any more time.
“Do you have another condom?”, he said into Puck’s mouth. Out of a kind of daze, Puck mumbled: “Uhh, no… Just that o-one..”. Kurt licked the boy’s lips once more and grinned. “It’s ok. I have some here…”… “I’ll get it!”, Brittany squealed. She didn’t want to see them part now, so she went over the night stand, the place she thought most boys would keep their stuff, and found it. “Here, I got it!”, and handed it over to Kurt. The boy couldn’t help but giggle at Brittany’s both boldness and sweetness about the whole thing.
He stroked Puck a couple of times to get him hard, which took Puck’s entire force to try not to come again right there. Kurt placed the condom on Puck, and then lined himself until his entrance met the tip of Puck’s dick, and slowly, buried himself on it. An almost guttural growl came out of Puck’s throat, and his eyes almost rolled white, while he kept hold of Kurt by his hips, until he was completely impaled on Puck. His dick was throbbing at the sensation of Kurt’s tightness once more. This new position gave them both a whole new sensation of pleasure and ecstasy, and while Puck was breathing rapidly, Kurt was shaking, and on the verge of tears. Nevertheless, he began to move up and down, at a slow pace, but every single thrust brought Puck fully inside of Kurt, hitting his bundle of nerves with each pound.
That was all that Brittany could take. She rapidly removed all of her clothes, and lay beside Puck, and was starting to touch herself, but Puck stopped her hand. “For what you have done for us to get here, you deserve better than that”, he said in between moanings. “Come here..” He motioned Britt to come on top of him, and what followed next would mark that evening as the epitome of anyone’s sex fantasies.
Brittany was on top of Puck, which proved difficult, given the amount of movement that was taking place right there, but he guided her with his hands, until she found herself sitting on Puck’s face. She was facing Kurt and they kept looking at each other the whole time, and she couldn’t help biting her lower lips to prevent a scream from bursting out, when she felt Puck’s tongue inside of her, flickering her, tasting her, and ultimately fucking her, both with his tongue, and his fingers. Puck made his tongue like a dart, and grabbing her waist, he made her move, up and down, and Brittany threw her head back, in a mixed of lust, pleasure and complete bliss.
And there they were, Kurt and Brittany, in a situation that had never even crossed their wildest dreams. They were being fucked by Puck, both of them at the same time. What a crazy, crazy world.
All the emotions brought on by the events that night made it almost impossible to last for too long. Brittany started to tremble from her loins to her spine, and she tried to get off Puck, but he wouldn’t let her, and she came, he kept on sucking her until she was all but spent, but instead of getting off him, she sat down on his belly, her warmth spreading on him, and started to stroke Kurt, who by this time had lost all coherent thoughts, too bedazzled by what had just occurred in front of him.
The feeling of Brittany’s hand stroking him, slow and steady, made Kurt whimper. He was so close, every movement that he made, up and down, was matched by her strokes on his dick, until he felt that electric sting once again on his back, and he came hard, on her hand and belly. They leaned on each other, while Puck gave a couple more thrusts until he too came hard inside of Kurt. They held each other for a moment, while Puck regained his breath underneath them. This sight would’ve made Dr. Alfred Kinsey proud.
They finally lay on the bed, cuddling one another, making a mass of limbs, sweat and gasping breaths. They were exhausted beyond belief. Who wouldn’t? Finally, Kurt spoke.
“Puck, does this mean you and I… I mean, we-are we?”
“Don’t worry…”, he said, placing a kiss on his head.”We’re gonna be ok…” Then, he chuckled a little. “Gotta say, Britt… I don’t think people give you enough credit!”
Brittany sighed heavily. “That’s what I keep saying, but nobody listens to me…”
Kurt and Puck looked at each other, and started laughing. Brittany looked at them and pouted “Are you laughing at me?”
They both took her in to a big hug, and decided to stay put for the rest of the night.
Author: lacorbe
Rating: NC-17
Character(s)/Pairing(s):Kurt Hummel, Noah Puckerman, Brittany Pierce; Kurt/Puck/Brittany
Genre: Smut
Warning: Boy on boy kissing, slash, threesome, oral sex…. You name it.
Spoilers: None,
Disclaimer: Not mine
Summary: Puck was stunned to learn that Brittany was dating Kurt. How? Why? Upon further questioning, he found himself rather… interested. And the outcome of this, will turn out to be a very peculiar experience.
Author Notes: This fic was inspired by this prompt that cwshowspodcast sent me.
Word Count: 4,482
When Three Is Not A Crowd
Part One.
This was starting to become one of the weirdest couple of weeks that Noah Puckerman had ever had; first, he decided to go after Mercedes Jones to try and regain some of the popularity that his missing Mohawk had caused him, only to have that affair ending because, let’s face, no real sparks there, from either of them.
And now, he found himself gaping at the sight of Reigning Slut Cheerleader Queen No. 2, Brittany Pierce ( No. 1 being Santana Lopez, of course), holding hands with none other than Reigning Flamboyant Gay Queen, Kurt Hummel, and parading themselves along the hall, for everyone to see… “WHAT THE FUCK?!” was the main thought in Puckerman’s brain; and how in the hell did THAT happen?
As they make their way across the hall, Puck could hear that someone was calling Kurt’s name out loud. It turned out to be his father. So, Kurt asked Brittany to leave them alone so they could talk…. Brittany put on a sort of pouty face and walked away. And this was the moment that Puck was waiting for. He took Brittany by the hand, and made their way to an empty classroom.
“Puck! What do you want? You have to know that now that I have a boyfriend, I’m not going to make out with you…”, she started protesting only to be shushed by Puck.
“Oh, shut up, that’s not why I brought you here”, and he could’ve sworn that he saw some disappointment in her eyes. “Hummel is your boyfriend? The princess? How did that happen? That dude is gayer than Liberace’s shoes! How you two even… What do you guys do?”
“Actually, we’ve just kissed…” , she pouted. “I tried to touch his ass, but he wouldn’t let me, then his dad walked in on us, and when he left he lost all interest in making out, so we watched a movie, and then he took me home…” Brittany seemed to be remembering something important. “Although, the making out part, was so totally worth it! He is a very good kisser…”
Puck’s eyebrows shifted a little. “He is? How so?”
“Well, he didn’t slip his tongue in my mouth… pity. But his lips are soft and warm, and… Wait. Why do you wanna know this? Why are you interested in Kurt’s kissing?”
Puck was startled at that question. “What? Me, interested? No way… Just curious, I guess” Brittany let out a tiny squeal. “Oh, my God!”… “What now?” Puck asked, irritated.
“ARE YOU GAY?” , Brittany could not contain her smile. “NO, I AM NOT!”… “Yes, you are! Why so interested in Kurt, if you’re not?” Surprisingly enough, Britt had a point…
Because, in the past three minutes that she’d been talking about Kurt’s kisses, and warm and soft lips, Puck felt chills on the back of his neck, imagining those red, pouty lips against his own, he could almost taste the sweetness of his tongue…Damn. His throat went dry and his jeans, which were commonly loose, started to feel a little too tight…
“Uh, Puck?” Brittany interrupted his mind show. “What?!”, he snapped. “You really like Kurt, huh?”, he grinned and looked down on his now very obvious bulge.
“That’s not your concern”, he said dryly. She walked closer to him. “What if I were to make you a proposition? Something that would be a win-win situation for the both of us?” He looked at her. “What exactly are you proposing?” She was actually brushing her body against him, feeling his bulge on her thighs. “What DO you think I’m proposing?”
Part Two.
“We need to talk, Britt…” Kurt’s voice sounded sad but determined. “Sure! What?”, she inquired.
“I don’t think this is working… Us. I mean, you’re very sweet, but I…”
“Oh, please… say no more. I know. You’re as gay as a rainbow, and there’s nothing I can do to change that… But, does this mean we are not friends anymore?” Brittany sounded legitimately sad. Kurt took both her hands: “Gosh, no doll! Of course we’re still friends… I just, I don’t know what I was thinking, trying to convince my dad of anything…” Brittany chuckled. “If I may say so, your tight, skinny jeans are way hotter than those baggy ones you wore last week!” They both laughed at this statement. “Merci, ma petite…”, he said to her, when all of the sudden they were interrupted by a husky voice behind them: “Now, Brittany is absolutely right…”
They thought they were alone in the classroom, so Kurt was startled to hear someone else in there, so he turned around, and met Puck’s almond, lustful eyes. “What the hell do you want, Puckerman?” he snapped. “No need to stop being a lady, Hummel…”, he practically sneered. Puck made his way toward them, and he finally said: “Britt, can you excuse us for a minute?”
Kurt felt a sudden rush of panic at the thought of being left alone in the room with Puck. What devilry was he planning now? He held Brittany’s hand a little tighter, trying to tell her no to leave without using words. Unfortunately, Brittany was never good at taking hints, so she let go of Kurt’s grip, and nodded: “Yeah, sure! I’ll leave you boys to talk!”
Kurt groaned, but had no choice. He had to face his tormentor. He sat up straight, crossed his legs, placed his hands above his knee, and waited for the torture to begin. “So… What do you want?” “Don’t worry, Hummel; today I mean you no harm”, he said, as he begun to pace around Kurt… “So, what happened to the macho look? Didn’t work, huh? That’s not easy to pull off, especially by someone like you…”
“Ah and there it is… Your homophobia always finds an outlet. Someone like me? For your information, I did it because I was trying to show my dad that… Wait. Why am I explaining my elf to you?! This is nuts! Leave me alone!” Kurt stood up all of the sudden and his bag, which was lying on his lap, fell to the floor, scattering some of his belongings around. “Damn it…!”, he hissed, and bent down to pick the stuff up.
When Kurt bent over to pick up the spilled contents, Puck stopped pacing all of the sudden. Kurt’s shirt was lifted up because of the movement, letting some of his lower back show. While he was unaware of this, Puck was not and he stared heavily at the white pale skin; he noticed that Kurt was wearing briefs, odd because he could’ve sworn that he would wear lacey panties; and upon further gazing he even saw some of his crack. Puck swallowed hard at this, as he began to feel his dick pulsing. Kurt was so distracted that he didn’t notice when Puck stood right behind him, so when Kurt got straitened back up, Puck grabbed him by his waist, making his back collide with Puck’s tone abs. Kurt almost let out a scream at this aggression, but when he felt that bulge pressed against his lower back, what came out of his mouth was a muffled moan… Still, Kurt tried to wiggle himself out of Puck’s grip.
“What the hell are you doing? Let me go! Don’t…”
“Don’t what, Hummel? Oh, come on… You can’t tell me you don’t like this…”, Puck whispered in his ear, and Kurt could feel his whole body trembling. Then, Puck kept one arm fully wrapped to his waist, and the other found its way under the shirt and was now caressing his chest, all the way to the nipples, which he twisted and pinched, ever so softly…. So, the animal (insert here, teenager) part of his brain, finally caved in, and Kurt started grinding his ass against Puck’s erection, with circular and slow motions. Puck growled in his ear, nipping at it, and pulled Kurt even closer to him, if that was even possibe by now. It felt so warm, so right…. Kurt’s gentle moans sent electricity through Puck’s veins: “Ooh, Go-d, No-ah,… yeah, more…” How sweet his own name sounded on Kurt’s lips…
Suddenly, the bell rang, and it was all over. The magic died right there. Their bodies, still shivering, parted from each other’s embrace, but they kept on looking at one another, maybe trying to find some reasonable answer for what had just happened. And they heard the familiar sound of their classmates approaching, they knew that now was not the moment. Puck got closer to Kurt once again, and whispered:
“We are not done yet”, and he stormed out of the room, as Kurt followed him with his gaze, still trying to catch his breath…. “WHAT THE HELL…?”
Part Three.
Puck was pacing his room, back and forth, trying to make heads or tails of what had just happened that day… What was wrong with him? Did he what, just, turn gay? No, no way…. He put his hands on his head, groaning and cursing at the same time. There was no way in hell…. Kurt was gay, and he was not into dudes. NO SIR. Still…. No, no way.
Last time he felt this light headed was when he was with Quinn. All the shivers, the nerves…. the boner. And not since then had he felt so strongly for someone, not the cougars, or the cheerios, not even Santana, his, as he called her “fuck buddy”… What was it about Kurt, that all of the sudden had him in this unspeakable mess? Puck threw himself on his bed, looking at the ceiling.
Maybe it was his milky white skin, which was so soft to the touch; maybe it was his round and tight ass which looked incredible in those damn tight pants he always wore; maybe it was the sweet scent that his body exuded, for he didn’t smell like a girl, no, he smelled like a man, a young, vigorous man, oozing sexuality through every pore… God, he must be so tight…
As this point Puck had his hand inside his pants, jerking off, slowly, but firmly, to all the images of Kurt that popped in his head; when he came, loud and long, with Kurt’s name on his lips, his body trembling and covered in sweat, his own cum splashed on his shirt and inside his pants, and his blurry eyes, Noah Puckerman decided to do something about it.
His cell rang. He quickly wiped off his hand, and picked it up.
“Hey there”…
“Hey Britt…”
“So, are we still on for tomorrow night?”… Puck looked down to his dick that, at the mention of “tomorrow night” was pulsating again.
“Fuck, yeah we are.”
Part Four.
“Thank you so much for inviting me to your house tonight, Kurt!” Brittany sounded really excited about spending this time together with him… “No problem, Britt… I have everything ready here: popcorn, sodas, and sweets that you brought…. So, what movie do you feel like watching?” “Do you have some Disney ones?”… “Girl! Do I ever! My mom and I used to watch them and I love all the Disney classics…” His mind trailed off some, at the mention of his mom. Brittany took his hand. “You ok, Kurt?” “ Yeah… I’m fine! Let’s go to my room…”
Just as they were making their way to the stairs, the door bell rang, and Kurt wondered who it could be… He wasn’t expecting anyone else. He went to answer the door, and his jaw all but dropped at the sight of Noah Puckerman standing at his doorway. “Sup, Hummel?” Kurt had literally lost the ability to speak. “I… I…. What are doing here…. Wha…?” “Chill out, Hummel… I was passing by and thought I’d stop by and say hello, and maybe hang out… Oh, but I see you have company”… “Hey, Puck! Wanna watch some movies with us?” Kurt turned around and looked at her as if she had grown a second head. “Sure.. Why not…”, Puck said, while he made his way through the door way, and brushed Kurt’s body as he walked into the house. Kurt took a step back to the wall, and looked away, avoiding Puck’s intense gaze. Then he turned again and saw them going down the stairs to his room…. “This cannot be happening to me…”
When Kurt got to his room, he saw that Brittany and Puck had taken their sits on the couch, conveniently leaving a space between them for Kurt to sit; “Great”, he thought. He proceeded to put the movie in the DVD player, and they started watching it. 20 minutes had passed and suddenly, Brittany’s cell phone vibrated. “Hello?”, she answered. “Oh, hi! Yeah. Uh-uh. Right. Wait a minute… I have to take this. Sorry. Be right back!” and she stormed up the stairs.
Kurt swallowed a big lump at the sight of Brittany once again leaving him alone with Puck. He wasn’t even able to scoot away from him without making it obvious that he was trying to distance himself. So he figured that the best way out of this, was standing all together.
“I guess I should pause it till she gets back…”, and he stood up, but in a movement that was nothing but a blur to Kurt, Puck grabbed him by the waist, and pushed him up against the wall that was right behind him. He pinned both his arms above his head, putting all his body weight onto Kurt. Their faces brushing, sharing one breath, and all Kurt could do was plead.
“Noah… No, please… Let me go… We can’t. You can’t. I mean, you’re not…”
“Shhh…” Puck placed his pointer finger on Kurt’s lips. “For once in your life, be quiet, Kurt…”
Kurt looked into his eyes, and sighed at the mention of his name, instead of his last name, coming from Puck, so he shyly stuck his tongue out to lick Puck’s finger. Puck went wide eyed at this action, so he kept his finger in the same place, avid for Kurt to do that again… And he did, only now, he started by licking from the bottom of the finger to the tip before taking the whole finger into his mouth, and the way he twirled his tongue around it, sent electric waves throughout all his body… Puck decided that was enough foreplay.
He took Kurt’s lips roughly, panting, almost like his life was depending on it. He let go of the grip on his arms and grabbed Kurt by the neck to bring him even deeper in his mouth. Kurt wrapped his legs around his waist, and moaned lustfully inside Puck’s mouth. The only audible thing in the room was the slurping sound of their tongues devouring each other, sucking, biting lips, crashing teeth, a real fight over dominance that neither one wanted to end. Then Kurt started grinding against Puck’s ever present erection, and the two of them growled, but much to Puck’s surprise, Kurt’s voice, always so girlie-like, was actually husky and low now, and all of the sudden Puck feared that he wasn’t gonna last much longer, and he wanted Kurt. Now. He wanted to fuck Kurt so badly it hurt.
With Kurt still wrapped around him, Puck made his way to the bed. Kurt turned his head to see where they were going and looked back on Puck. So, he stopped.
“What’s wrong? … If you don’t wanna, we can just” But Kurt silenced him by covering his mouth with his own, and when he broke the kiss, he licked Puck’s lips and whispered: “You can’t imagine how much I want this… I want you to fuck me senseless… Now.”
No more words needed. Puck placed Kurt on the bed, and hovered over him, still kissing him, sucking his neck, puffing little air blows in the lower part of his neck…. Kurt was practically writhing underneath him, and he took his shirt off, and started sucking on Puck’s nipples and tugged firmly the one that was pierced. Puck was moaning without any hesitation, and still wanted more. So, he aligned their bodies so that they could get better friction to their straining dicks, and started grinding against one another again. Kurt let his head fell onto the bed, trembling, and grabbing Puck’s back with his fingernails…. All of a sudden, someone cleared her throat at the base of the stairs.
Brittany was there, eyes wide, and flushed cheeks. “Brittany!”, Kurt panicked and tried to get Puck off him, but he wouldn't move, pinning Kurt to the bed with his own weight. “That looks like fun. Can I watch?” … “What?!”, Kurt practically yelled. “What do you mean…?” But Puck started kissing and grinding against him again, so all attempts to protest were cast away.
Part Five.
Brittany made her way to the bed and lay next to Kurt, who was in complete awe of everything that was happening. Puck tugged his pants off, and then his own, and then his briefs, of course, Puck wasn’t wearing any, and Puck and Brittany looked agape at Kurt’s impressive size, considering he was not a tall person. Brittany licked her own lips and watched in wonder at Puck’s every move. He had never done anything like this before, but his whole body was crying out at what he needed to do next. So, he lowered himself unto Kurt crotch, and started licking the tip which was already wet. Just like sucking a lollipop he thought as he traced small circles around it, tasting it all, from side to side, and when he could feel Kurt’s moaning and trembling starting all over again, he took what he could of it in his mouth. At this, Kurt’s back arched almost all the way up, but Brittany hurried up and eased him down by caressing his chest with one hand, and his hair with the other. The watery sound that emerged from Puck’s throat made Brittany warm and wet, so she lay down next to Kurt once again, and started fingering herself, slow and steady tickles on her clit that made her shiver.
Puck, on the other hand, was really getting off on giving Kurt a blowjob. His own dick was hard and leaking, and he just couldn’t wait anymore. He let go of Kurt’s dick with a loud pop, and reached for his pants that were on the floor, for a condom and the lube he had stashed there…. With all the accuracy that his eagerness aloud him, he placed the condom on himself and lubed it up, and returned on top of Kurt. He kissed him one more time, and told him: “Please tell me if I’m hurting you, ok?” Kurt nodded, half excited, half scared… God, the boy was too beautiful for his own damned good… Puck took his legs and placed them on his chest, and leaning over just a little, started searching/teasing Kurt’s crack, for his hole… Kurt was mumbling incoherent words and clenching the sheets till his knuckles turned white. And when Puck finally found the entrance, he started sliding in, slowly, letting both of their bodies adjust to the new feeling. Then, Kurt started bucking down, slowly causing Puck’s dick to go deeper, until he was all the way in…. And Puck knew then that he truly wasn’t gonna last long, so he slammed himself into Kurt, slow at first, and then faster, and harder… All the while, Kurt was jerking himself, moaning, and growling, and he kept hold of Puck by digging his nails in his chest. Puck got down to catch Kurt’s lips one more time, but the position they were in made it difficult, so only their tongues found each other, sweet slurps were coming and going…. And when Puck slammed into that sensitive bundle inside of Kurt, he let out a harsh sound.. “Oh-h G-goo-odd.. Ah.. Yeah..Oh, right there, oh, God…” All this drove Puck to the very edge, so he started to pound on that spot, harder and faster, until both of their bodies arched and started to tremble uncontrollably. Puck collapsed on Kurt, his head on his shoulder, and Kurt wrapped his arms around him, both trying to catch their breaths again.
Kurt was beyond belief. “Wow… I can’t believe…. That was so wonderful. God…”
Puck smiled and place a soft kiss to his ear. “It totally was…”
“THAT WAS HOT! THAT’S WHAT IT WAS!”
Suddenly, they became aware once again of Brittany’s presence in bed with them. They were so caught up on their own experience, that they completely forgot about her. Kurt almost felt ashamed. “Gosh, Brittany… I’m”
“Shh, quiet you! I’m just happy that you’re happy!.. And when I realized that Puck had the hots for you, I thought it’d be better to pair you up…” she winked.
“Wait… You two planned this?” Kurt asked.
“Kurt…”, Puck said, “I’d do anything to have that precious ass of yours…”
You’d think that Kurt Hummel would have been pissed to find out this bit of information…. But ultimately, he decided that what was there really to complain about, anyway? So, he left it at that.
Part Six.
The three of them cuddled for a while, Britt and Puck on each side of Kurt, Puck with his face still buried on Kurt’s shoulder, and Brittany took Kurt’s hand and placed it against her cheek, while she rested next to Kurt… It was Puck who first broke the silence. “We are so gonna do that again…”
“Oh, we definitely are…!”, said Kurt, “In fact…” And with one swift move, Kurt placed himself on top of Puck. Brittany was taken almost by surprise, but was amazed by the fact the she was going to watch them at it, AGAIN. The mere thought made her loins hot as fire. Puck and Kurt were kissing again, their breathing sounded low and husky, but Puck moaned loudly when he felt that Kurt was sucking his tongue the way he would his dick… They were already hard again, and Kurt didn’t want to waste any more time.
“Do you have another condom?”, he said into Puck’s mouth. Out of a kind of daze, Puck mumbled: “Uhh, no… Just that o-one..”. Kurt licked the boy’s lips once more and grinned. “It’s ok. I have some here…”… “I’ll get it!”, Brittany squealed. She didn’t want to see them part now, so she went over the night stand, the place she thought most boys would keep their stuff, and found it. “Here, I got it!”, and handed it over to Kurt. The boy couldn’t help but giggle at Brittany’s both boldness and sweetness about the whole thing.
He stroked Puck a couple of times to get him hard, which took Puck’s entire force to try not to come again right there. Kurt placed the condom on Puck, and then lined himself until his entrance met the tip of Puck’s dick, and slowly, buried himself on it. An almost guttural growl came out of Puck’s throat, and his eyes almost rolled white, while he kept hold of Kurt by his hips, until he was completely impaled on Puck. His dick was throbbing at the sensation of Kurt’s tightness once more. This new position gave them both a whole new sensation of pleasure and ecstasy, and while Puck was breathing rapidly, Kurt was shaking, and on the verge of tears. Nevertheless, he began to move up and down, at a slow pace, but every single thrust brought Puck fully inside of Kurt, hitting his bundle of nerves with each pound.
That was all that Brittany could take. She rapidly removed all of her clothes, and lay beside Puck, and was starting to touch herself, but Puck stopped her hand. “For what you have done for us to get here, you deserve better than that”, he said in between moanings. “Come here..” He motioned Britt to come on top of him, and what followed next would mark that evening as the epitome of anyone’s sex fantasies.
Brittany was on top of Puck, which proved difficult, given the amount of movement that was taking place right there, but he guided her with his hands, until she found herself sitting on Puck’s face. She was facing Kurt and they kept looking at each other the whole time, and she couldn’t help biting her lower lips to prevent a scream from bursting out, when she felt Puck’s tongue inside of her, flickering her, tasting her, and ultimately fucking her, both with his tongue, and his fingers. Puck made his tongue like a dart, and grabbing her waist, he made her move, up and down, and Brittany threw her head back, in a mixed of lust, pleasure and complete bliss.
And there they were, Kurt and Brittany, in a situation that had never even crossed their wildest dreams. They were being fucked by Puck, both of them at the same time. What a crazy, crazy world.
All the emotions brought on by the events that night made it almost impossible to last for too long. Brittany started to tremble from her loins to her spine, and she tried to get off Puck, but he wouldn’t let her, and she came, he kept on sucking her until she was all but spent, but instead of getting off him, she sat down on his belly, her warmth spreading on him, and started to stroke Kurt, who by this time had lost all coherent thoughts, too bedazzled by what had just occurred in front of him.
The feeling of Brittany’s hand stroking him, slow and steady, made Kurt whimper. He was so close, every movement that he made, up and down, was matched by her strokes on his dick, until he felt that electric sting once again on his back, and he came hard, on her hand and belly. They leaned on each other, while Puck gave a couple more thrusts until he too came hard inside of Kurt. They held each other for a moment, while Puck regained his breath underneath them. This sight would’ve made Dr. Alfred Kinsey proud.
They finally lay on the bed, cuddling one another, making a mass of limbs, sweat and gasping breaths. They were exhausted beyond belief. Who wouldn’t? Finally, Kurt spoke.
“Puck, does this mean you and I… I mean, we-are we?”
“Don’t worry…”, he said, placing a kiss on his head.”We’re gonna be ok…” Then, he chuckled a little. “Gotta say, Britt… I don’t think people give you enough credit!”
Brittany sighed heavily. “That’s what I keep saying, but nobody listens to me…”
Kurt and Puck looked at each other, and started laughing. Brittany looked at them and pouted “Are you laughing at me?”
They both took her in to a big hug, and decided to stay put for the rest of the night.