fic: Trapped! [part 6/?]
Title: Trapped! [part 6/?]
Rating: hard NC-17
Pairing: any and all combinations of Kurt/Sam/Blaine/Sebastian eventually
Words: ~3,000 this part (~17,800 so far)
Warnings: breathplay, rough sex, slight dirty talk, double penetration
Notes: A fill I have begun for the glee_kink_meme. This one is going to be a beast.
Summary: The boys are kidnapped after having a bit too much at Rachel's party and deciding to go to the Lima Bean for a late night brew. When they wake up, they're somewhere unfamiliar, and they won't survive unless they give their captors exactly what they want.
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As the days dragged on, the boys became complacent. They’d do what they had to, and they’d cuddle in their free time. With such animalistic requests like rough sex, or being tied up, it was nice to have the tender moments in bed, curled up with all four of their bodies entwined. It was the calm and comfort they needed to balance out how truly opposite that all the requests were. Days and nights blurred together - with no view of the outside world, there was no way of knowing what time of day it was. They just went to bed when they were tired, woke up when it was requested of them, and went about their business.
The boys learned quickly that the more they played up the sex acts - like louder moans, lots of cursing (making it a lot more like porn) - they’d get better meals. The more like professional pornography they made it look, the better meals they’d get. Sebastian’s moans in the shower earned the four of them a delicious chicken dinner with dessert, and a few days later when Blaine had to go solo with a dildo and his hands, he moaned plenty and even cursed a few times, and after that, the four of them earned a big meal and a snack later in the day.
Now that they were discovering the little tricks to living better, they were taking advantage of it. When the voice came over the speaker one day to ask how hardcore they thought they could be without him there, Sebastian said bravely, “We can do it. Just tell us what we need to do.”
The long list of requests was rattled off, and though a few things baffled the other three, Sebastian knew what to do. Before being escorted back down to the basement, the boys huddled and Sebastian said, “I know what these things are, and I can do them… just trust me, okay?”
Without question, Blaine, Sam, and Kurt all nodded. The trust they might not have had upon first arriving was now strong and instilled deep within them. On a daily basis these four trusted each other with their lives - after a full month of random requests and plenty of tears, they knew they could do this. It was what they had to do to survive.
The men were rough and had far too tight grips as they dragged the four down to the basement, and they were promptly locked inside. All four boys stripped off their clothing and set it in the corner, and most looked on with nervousness. “Okay… the first step is pretty easy. Just… who wants to go first?” he asked.
Blaine stepped forward and Sebastian nodded. Then he turned to Kurt and Sam and said, “You two just… make out. Lots of touching. Maybe prep each other… just, no fucking, okay?”
Sam and Kurt nodded and turned to face each other. They did as they were told just as Blaine and Sebastian walked to the center of the room. There was a gym bench set up that would work for it, and with a nod, Sebastian leaned in to kiss Blaine. Their lips met in a rough kiss, and Sebastian wasted no time in running his hands all over Blaine’s body and down his ass, over his hole.
Blaine let out a loud, throaty moan and didn’t protest at all when Sebastian turned him and bent him over. Sebastian leaned in to bite and suck at Blaine’s ass until his lips were covering his hole. Slowly he licked and teased, tracing the entrance and causing Blaine to continue to moan out in pleasure. “You like that?” Sebastian asked.
With a nod and a whimper, Blaine agreed and spread his legs just a bit wider for Sebastian. He leaned forward, his arms resting on the gym bench, and he looked over his shoulder at Sebastian, who was still sucking and teasing at Blaine’s ass. Blaine kept whimpering and moaning, and one of his hands reached down to tug at his cock a few times. He was swiftly growing hard, and he wanted more. Sebastian getting up and walking away was his cue that things were about to move on to the next level, and Blaine was glad. He didn’t really like being teased.
When Sebastian came back, he made quick work of prepping Blaine. He’d learned in the past few weeks that Blaine actually liked a bit of pain mixed in with the pleasure. That’s also why he was glad that Blaine stepped forward and volunteered to do this with him. It would take a certain kind of person to be okay with what was to come. He rolled Blaine over on the bench and looked down at him before sliding in completely. Blaine cried out, a mixture of pleasure and pain washing over his body. Their eyes met and Blaine nodded, and Sebastian started to thrust his hips. Slowly at first, but then he picked up speed, until Blaine’s body was rocking on the bench with the force of each thrust.
In the corner, Sam and Kurt were making out and their hands were wandering, Sam gently stretching Kurt open. They kept quiet, though. The focus was on Blaine and Sebastian and they knew that. “You like that?” Sebastian asked, his voice deep and a slight grin on his face.
He felt sick just for what he was doing, but it was what they expected and it was what earned them nice, luxurious meals. “Yeah,” Blaine moaned, eyes shut and head tossed back as he spread his legs wide, his arms hooked under his knees as his feet went up above his head.
“Louder,” Sebastian demanded.
“Yes, oh god… yes,” Blaine moaned.
It did feel good, and he didn’t fight it anymore, but he knew this wasn’t it. Sebastian had to be rough, but there was still another element to it. When their eyes locked again, Blaine gave a small nod and Sebastian did what he had to. They’d worked out ahead of time what to do if Blaine got too scared. He had to squeeze Sebastian’s upper thigh with his fingernails as tight as he could if it was too much. They couldn’t use words (they’d tried, but the men didn’t feed them after that) so they had to use some other code.
Sebastian kept one hand pressed on Blaine’s stomach, steadying him and keeping him in place on the bench, and his other hand traveled up to clasp around Blaine’s neck. “You want it harder?” Sebastian asked.
Blaine nodded, the grip on his neck not enough to inhibit anything yet. “Yes,” he gasped, purely from pleasure.
Sebastian’s hips thrust harder, in short, deep thrusts inside of Blaine, and his hand clamped down a bit tighter around Blaine’s neck. Blaine’s jaw dropped at the first hardship of breathing. He could gasp air in, but not like he was before. Now it was limited. It made his head spin a bit, but he was fine. It felt good, if he was being totally honest. Blaine kept his eyes locked with Sebastian’s and words failed him as he watched, his vision blacking around the edges before his hand reached down to squeeze.
It was easy for Sebastian to pick up on, the sharp pain of fingernails digging into his thighs. He never removed his hand fully, but he took away all the force. He could feel Blaine gasping for breath under his touch but didn’t falter. Sebastian and Blaine both were doing things the best that they could, and the fact that Blaine was trying to give Sebastian a slight smile told him that Blaine was okay.
Sebastian traded his hand out on Blaine’s neck in favor of jerking him off in time with his thrusts, but then he reached out again soon enough. The second time, Sebastian went right to grasping at Blaine’s neck, giving him very little warning, and Blaine’s face turned red. He was gasping for air, getting little puffs at a time. “You like that?” Sebastian asked again.
“Yes,” Blaine gasped out, his voice hoarse and raspy.
Sebastian’s grip remained as he kept fucking Blaine, and neither of them had warning as Blaine’s body convulsed and he came between the two of them. He gasped for air and his face turned even redder, and Sebastian instantly let go. Blaine’s eyes were closed and he looked exhausted, and he was desperately gasping for air as he came down from his orgasm. Sebastian hadn’t cum yet but that wasn’t the point - the point was making Blaine get to this point. Apparently it had worked better than either of them anticipated. Blaine’s gasping turned to whimpers as he came down from it all, too exhausted to move.
Sam and Kurt walked forward, aware that it was their cue to step in, and they both got down on their knees to lick up the cum from Blaine’s cock and abs without question. They’d gotten used to the fact that the men expected them to swallow as much as possible. Whenever they didn’t, they got in trouble, usually in the form of being yelled at, spanked, and then given little to no food for dinner that evening.
Sam ended up having to carry Blaine over to the side so he could fully get his breathing back to normal and pull himself together. Needless to say, he’d earned a dinner that evening, and they all knew it. They understood what it was like to experience what Blaine had, so Blaine got to relax the rest of the night. Now it was on Sebastian, Sam, and Kurt. The second request would be the most difficult one so far, but they were ready for it.
Sam laid down on the bench and Kurt instantly straddled him, sinking down onto Sam’s cock almost right away. He moved slowly, getting used to the stretch. Kurt hadn’t bottomed since the fisting incident, even weeks later, because the boys were all rather protective of Kurt. After much arguing, he’d insisted that he’d be the one to do this, and so they all respected it. They all understood that as much as Kurt hadn’t enjoyed fisting, he did enjoy other things, so they’d let him get his fill so to speak.
Slowly, Kurt started to bounce on Sam’s lap, riding him slowly as he grew accustomed to the stretch entirely. Little moans tumbled from Kurt’s lips as he moved at a steady rhythm, Sam’s knuckles white as he felt how tight Kurt was around him, his hands gripping Kurt’s hips. Sebastian watched with interest before he leaned down and slid his tongue along Kurt’s hole and Sam’s cock where they joined together. All three of them let out moans at that, and Kurt slowed so he could really feel it.
Kurt rolled his hips and moaned as Sam’s cock brushed his prostate, and Sam leaned his head back on the bench as he just let himself feel everything. Sebastian was teasing at Kurt’s hole with a finger, Sam still buried deep inside of Kurt, his tongue trying to help relax Kurt’s muscles. Kurt was moaning and whimpering but he never told Sebastian to stop.
It seemed like that moment and the ones to follow moved in slow motion. Kurt rolled and rocked his hips, Sam buried deep inside of him, and Sebastian’s thin, nimble fingers pressed their way in alongside Sam’s cock one by one. Kurt was sweating and his hair was a mess, but he felt amazing. Having someone spend time stretching him, focused on his pleasure rather than his pain, made everything much more enjoyable. Sam was breathing heavily, amazed at how much Kurt could handle and how tight he was around his cock. “Ready?” Sebastian breathed as he stood up.
Kurt nodded, and Sebastian straddled the bench, his legs settled between Sam’s, Kurt still straddling Sam’s lap. “Breathe,” Sebastian whispered in Kurt’s ear as he pressed the tip of his cock against Kurt’s hole.
All three of them let out loud moans of pleasure as Sebastian slid inside of Kurt slowly, his cock hugged incredibly close to Sam’s. Kurt was so tight, Sebastian didn’t know how he was supposed to even move. He was amazed that Kurt could do this, as well as at the fact that it was so incredibly pleasurable. It seemed to take forever for Sebastian to bottom out inside of Kurt, but when he did, Kurt let out a whine and said, “Go. Move. Oh god, please…”
Sebastian didn’t hesitate to do exactly as Kurt asked, and he slowly began to thrust in and out of Kurt while Sam rocked his hips as best he could from underneath. Kurt’s breathy moans echoed throughout the room as Sam and Sebastian picked up speed a bit, settling upon a steady rhythm within seconds. “Oh god…” Kurt kept muttering between moans.
Sebastian reached around Kurt’s body to slide his hands over his abs and stomach. He trailed his hands upwards to tease at Kurt’s nipples, which only served to multiply the volume at which Kurt was moaning. Sebastian couldn’t tell whether Kurt really felt that good, or if he was just playing it up for the cameras, but either way it was hot and he loved hearing it. Sebastian wasn’t going to last long if Kurt kept making these noises.
From the look on Sam’s face, he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer, either. He seemed incredibly focused, and he had his eyes closed as his teeth bit down at his plump lower lip. Sam always looked like that when he was trying not to cum early. Kurt reached down with one hand to tug as his cock as Sam and Sebastian continued to thrust into him, and their moans, gasps, and little utterances of pleasure grew in volume until the three of them paused as they came.
Kurt’s back arched and he leaned back against Sebastian, his body growing incredibly tight around their cocks as the two of them came and filled him up. Nobody moved for a second until Sebastian pressed Kurt downwards, tugging at his ass as their cocks slid out of it. He guided Kurt so he had his back arched, ass up in the air, little droplets of cum sliding down his ass. “Blaine, c’mere,” Sebastian nodded towards Kurt.
Kurt was still gasping and trying to compose himself, but here he was in a new position. He felt incredibly exposed, bent over the way he was, but he knew what was coming. Blaine knelt down behind Kurt and started licking and sucking at his stretched, red hole. Kurt keened and muttered Blaine’s name as Blaine swallowed down as much of the cum as he could get. His tongue darted out inside of Kurt to pick up any last drops, and it seemed like forever to Kurt. He was so sensitive and overstimulated from it all that he could hardly handle it. When he had a chance to roll over onto the bench where Sam had been laying he did, and Sam eagerly leaned in to clean up he cum from Kurt’s stomach.
The four were exhausted, but cleaned up just the way the men running the place wanted them to. They were instructed to dress and then escorted into their room where food was already warm and waiting for them. This time it was a ham dinner, similar to something they had seen on a big holiday, and they didn’t hesitate to take the trays to the bed and all sit together as they ate their dinner.
Whenever they were given food, the boys ate slowly, savoring each and every bite. Not even a crumb was left behind when they ate. The boys understood that this might be their last meal in days and they weren’t going to waste any of it. They were very adamant about that, too, and always shared their food if they couldn’t eat it all. As usual, they all finished off their food and left the trays over by the door where they could be collected.
After that, it was easy for them to move on with life. They had their routine that they stuck to. Get up, perform the acts the men requested of them, enjoy their food, and then curl up together and enjoy the feeling of being cared for and valued. Kurt and Blaine weren’t so much a couple now as they were in a group with Sam and Sebastian. The four of them cared for each other as though they were all dating each other, though nobody thought of it like that.
Kurt climbed into bed, exhausted, with Sam right there to hold him. Blaine liked curling up behind Sam, they’d all learned, and he used Sam’s shoulder blade as a pillow more often than not. Ever since their scene in the shower, Kurt and Sebastian had been closer, too, and theirs was the last bit of animosity between the four of them and it was now gone completely. Sebastian spooned behind Kurt, and the four of them tangled their limbs together as they let sleep claim them.
Across town, Brittany finally discovered how to use the internet, and when she misspelled something in her Google search about showers, she stumbled across a very curious looking photo indeed: a photo of that smirky meerkat guy that Santana wouldn’t stop saying bad things about, and her very own unicorn best friend Kurt. Confused, Brittany picked up her cell phone immediately and called Santana. She didn’t understand why Kurt was naked on her computer, especially since he’d died, but Santana probably would. Santana knew everything that Brittany didn’t.
Rating: hard NC-17
Pairing: any and all combinations of Kurt/Sam/Blaine/Sebastian eventually
Words: ~3,000 this part (~17,800 so far)
Warnings: breathplay, rough sex, slight dirty talk, double penetration
Notes: A fill I have begun for the glee_kink_meme. This one is going to be a beast.
Summary: The boys are kidnapped after having a bit too much at Rachel's party and deciding to go to the Lima Bean for a late night brew. When they wake up, they're somewhere unfamiliar, and they won't survive unless they give their captors exactly what they want.
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As the days dragged on, the boys became complacent. They’d do what they had to, and they’d cuddle in their free time. With such animalistic requests like rough sex, or being tied up, it was nice to have the tender moments in bed, curled up with all four of their bodies entwined. It was the calm and comfort they needed to balance out how truly opposite that all the requests were. Days and nights blurred together - with no view of the outside world, there was no way of knowing what time of day it was. They just went to bed when they were tired, woke up when it was requested of them, and went about their business.
The boys learned quickly that the more they played up the sex acts - like louder moans, lots of cursing (making it a lot more like porn) - they’d get better meals. The more like professional pornography they made it look, the better meals they’d get. Sebastian’s moans in the shower earned the four of them a delicious chicken dinner with dessert, and a few days later when Blaine had to go solo with a dildo and his hands, he moaned plenty and even cursed a few times, and after that, the four of them earned a big meal and a snack later in the day.
Now that they were discovering the little tricks to living better, they were taking advantage of it. When the voice came over the speaker one day to ask how hardcore they thought they could be without him there, Sebastian said bravely, “We can do it. Just tell us what we need to do.”
The long list of requests was rattled off, and though a few things baffled the other three, Sebastian knew what to do. Before being escorted back down to the basement, the boys huddled and Sebastian said, “I know what these things are, and I can do them… just trust me, okay?”
Without question, Blaine, Sam, and Kurt all nodded. The trust they might not have had upon first arriving was now strong and instilled deep within them. On a daily basis these four trusted each other with their lives - after a full month of random requests and plenty of tears, they knew they could do this. It was what they had to do to survive.
The men were rough and had far too tight grips as they dragged the four down to the basement, and they were promptly locked inside. All four boys stripped off their clothing and set it in the corner, and most looked on with nervousness. “Okay… the first step is pretty easy. Just… who wants to go first?” he asked.
Blaine stepped forward and Sebastian nodded. Then he turned to Kurt and Sam and said, “You two just… make out. Lots of touching. Maybe prep each other… just, no fucking, okay?”
Sam and Kurt nodded and turned to face each other. They did as they were told just as Blaine and Sebastian walked to the center of the room. There was a gym bench set up that would work for it, and with a nod, Sebastian leaned in to kiss Blaine. Their lips met in a rough kiss, and Sebastian wasted no time in running his hands all over Blaine’s body and down his ass, over his hole.
Blaine let out a loud, throaty moan and didn’t protest at all when Sebastian turned him and bent him over. Sebastian leaned in to bite and suck at Blaine’s ass until his lips were covering his hole. Slowly he licked and teased, tracing the entrance and causing Blaine to continue to moan out in pleasure. “You like that?” Sebastian asked.
With a nod and a whimper, Blaine agreed and spread his legs just a bit wider for Sebastian. He leaned forward, his arms resting on the gym bench, and he looked over his shoulder at Sebastian, who was still sucking and teasing at Blaine’s ass. Blaine kept whimpering and moaning, and one of his hands reached down to tug at his cock a few times. He was swiftly growing hard, and he wanted more. Sebastian getting up and walking away was his cue that things were about to move on to the next level, and Blaine was glad. He didn’t really like being teased.
When Sebastian came back, he made quick work of prepping Blaine. He’d learned in the past few weeks that Blaine actually liked a bit of pain mixed in with the pleasure. That’s also why he was glad that Blaine stepped forward and volunteered to do this with him. It would take a certain kind of person to be okay with what was to come. He rolled Blaine over on the bench and looked down at him before sliding in completely. Blaine cried out, a mixture of pleasure and pain washing over his body. Their eyes met and Blaine nodded, and Sebastian started to thrust his hips. Slowly at first, but then he picked up speed, until Blaine’s body was rocking on the bench with the force of each thrust.
In the corner, Sam and Kurt were making out and their hands were wandering, Sam gently stretching Kurt open. They kept quiet, though. The focus was on Blaine and Sebastian and they knew that. “You like that?” Sebastian asked, his voice deep and a slight grin on his face.
He felt sick just for what he was doing, but it was what they expected and it was what earned them nice, luxurious meals. “Yeah,” Blaine moaned, eyes shut and head tossed back as he spread his legs wide, his arms hooked under his knees as his feet went up above his head.
“Louder,” Sebastian demanded.
“Yes, oh god… yes,” Blaine moaned.
It did feel good, and he didn’t fight it anymore, but he knew this wasn’t it. Sebastian had to be rough, but there was still another element to it. When their eyes locked again, Blaine gave a small nod and Sebastian did what he had to. They’d worked out ahead of time what to do if Blaine got too scared. He had to squeeze Sebastian’s upper thigh with his fingernails as tight as he could if it was too much. They couldn’t use words (they’d tried, but the men didn’t feed them after that) so they had to use some other code.
Sebastian kept one hand pressed on Blaine’s stomach, steadying him and keeping him in place on the bench, and his other hand traveled up to clasp around Blaine’s neck. “You want it harder?” Sebastian asked.
Blaine nodded, the grip on his neck not enough to inhibit anything yet. “Yes,” he gasped, purely from pleasure.
Sebastian’s hips thrust harder, in short, deep thrusts inside of Blaine, and his hand clamped down a bit tighter around Blaine’s neck. Blaine’s jaw dropped at the first hardship of breathing. He could gasp air in, but not like he was before. Now it was limited. It made his head spin a bit, but he was fine. It felt good, if he was being totally honest. Blaine kept his eyes locked with Sebastian’s and words failed him as he watched, his vision blacking around the edges before his hand reached down to squeeze.
It was easy for Sebastian to pick up on, the sharp pain of fingernails digging into his thighs. He never removed his hand fully, but he took away all the force. He could feel Blaine gasping for breath under his touch but didn’t falter. Sebastian and Blaine both were doing things the best that they could, and the fact that Blaine was trying to give Sebastian a slight smile told him that Blaine was okay.
Sebastian traded his hand out on Blaine’s neck in favor of jerking him off in time with his thrusts, but then he reached out again soon enough. The second time, Sebastian went right to grasping at Blaine’s neck, giving him very little warning, and Blaine’s face turned red. He was gasping for air, getting little puffs at a time. “You like that?” Sebastian asked again.
“Yes,” Blaine gasped out, his voice hoarse and raspy.
Sebastian’s grip remained as he kept fucking Blaine, and neither of them had warning as Blaine’s body convulsed and he came between the two of them. He gasped for air and his face turned even redder, and Sebastian instantly let go. Blaine’s eyes were closed and he looked exhausted, and he was desperately gasping for air as he came down from his orgasm. Sebastian hadn’t cum yet but that wasn’t the point - the point was making Blaine get to this point. Apparently it had worked better than either of them anticipated. Blaine’s gasping turned to whimpers as he came down from it all, too exhausted to move.
Sam and Kurt walked forward, aware that it was their cue to step in, and they both got down on their knees to lick up the cum from Blaine’s cock and abs without question. They’d gotten used to the fact that the men expected them to swallow as much as possible. Whenever they didn’t, they got in trouble, usually in the form of being yelled at, spanked, and then given little to no food for dinner that evening.
Sam ended up having to carry Blaine over to the side so he could fully get his breathing back to normal and pull himself together. Needless to say, he’d earned a dinner that evening, and they all knew it. They understood what it was like to experience what Blaine had, so Blaine got to relax the rest of the night. Now it was on Sebastian, Sam, and Kurt. The second request would be the most difficult one so far, but they were ready for it.
Sam laid down on the bench and Kurt instantly straddled him, sinking down onto Sam’s cock almost right away. He moved slowly, getting used to the stretch. Kurt hadn’t bottomed since the fisting incident, even weeks later, because the boys were all rather protective of Kurt. After much arguing, he’d insisted that he’d be the one to do this, and so they all respected it. They all understood that as much as Kurt hadn’t enjoyed fisting, he did enjoy other things, so they’d let him get his fill so to speak.
Slowly, Kurt started to bounce on Sam’s lap, riding him slowly as he grew accustomed to the stretch entirely. Little moans tumbled from Kurt’s lips as he moved at a steady rhythm, Sam’s knuckles white as he felt how tight Kurt was around him, his hands gripping Kurt’s hips. Sebastian watched with interest before he leaned down and slid his tongue along Kurt’s hole and Sam’s cock where they joined together. All three of them let out moans at that, and Kurt slowed so he could really feel it.
Kurt rolled his hips and moaned as Sam’s cock brushed his prostate, and Sam leaned his head back on the bench as he just let himself feel everything. Sebastian was teasing at Kurt’s hole with a finger, Sam still buried deep inside of Kurt, his tongue trying to help relax Kurt’s muscles. Kurt was moaning and whimpering but he never told Sebastian to stop.
It seemed like that moment and the ones to follow moved in slow motion. Kurt rolled and rocked his hips, Sam buried deep inside of him, and Sebastian’s thin, nimble fingers pressed their way in alongside Sam’s cock one by one. Kurt was sweating and his hair was a mess, but he felt amazing. Having someone spend time stretching him, focused on his pleasure rather than his pain, made everything much more enjoyable. Sam was breathing heavily, amazed at how much Kurt could handle and how tight he was around his cock. “Ready?” Sebastian breathed as he stood up.
Kurt nodded, and Sebastian straddled the bench, his legs settled between Sam’s, Kurt still straddling Sam’s lap. “Breathe,” Sebastian whispered in Kurt’s ear as he pressed the tip of his cock against Kurt’s hole.
All three of them let out loud moans of pleasure as Sebastian slid inside of Kurt slowly, his cock hugged incredibly close to Sam’s. Kurt was so tight, Sebastian didn’t know how he was supposed to even move. He was amazed that Kurt could do this, as well as at the fact that it was so incredibly pleasurable. It seemed to take forever for Sebastian to bottom out inside of Kurt, but when he did, Kurt let out a whine and said, “Go. Move. Oh god, please…”
Sebastian didn’t hesitate to do exactly as Kurt asked, and he slowly began to thrust in and out of Kurt while Sam rocked his hips as best he could from underneath. Kurt’s breathy moans echoed throughout the room as Sam and Sebastian picked up speed a bit, settling upon a steady rhythm within seconds. “Oh god…” Kurt kept muttering between moans.
Sebastian reached around Kurt’s body to slide his hands over his abs and stomach. He trailed his hands upwards to tease at Kurt’s nipples, which only served to multiply the volume at which Kurt was moaning. Sebastian couldn’t tell whether Kurt really felt that good, or if he was just playing it up for the cameras, but either way it was hot and he loved hearing it. Sebastian wasn’t going to last long if Kurt kept making these noises.
From the look on Sam’s face, he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer, either. He seemed incredibly focused, and he had his eyes closed as his teeth bit down at his plump lower lip. Sam always looked like that when he was trying not to cum early. Kurt reached down with one hand to tug as his cock as Sam and Sebastian continued to thrust into him, and their moans, gasps, and little utterances of pleasure grew in volume until the three of them paused as they came.
Kurt’s back arched and he leaned back against Sebastian, his body growing incredibly tight around their cocks as the two of them came and filled him up. Nobody moved for a second until Sebastian pressed Kurt downwards, tugging at his ass as their cocks slid out of it. He guided Kurt so he had his back arched, ass up in the air, little droplets of cum sliding down his ass. “Blaine, c’mere,” Sebastian nodded towards Kurt.
Kurt was still gasping and trying to compose himself, but here he was in a new position. He felt incredibly exposed, bent over the way he was, but he knew what was coming. Blaine knelt down behind Kurt and started licking and sucking at his stretched, red hole. Kurt keened and muttered Blaine’s name as Blaine swallowed down as much of the cum as he could get. His tongue darted out inside of Kurt to pick up any last drops, and it seemed like forever to Kurt. He was so sensitive and overstimulated from it all that he could hardly handle it. When he had a chance to roll over onto the bench where Sam had been laying he did, and Sam eagerly leaned in to clean up he cum from Kurt’s stomach.
The four were exhausted, but cleaned up just the way the men running the place wanted them to. They were instructed to dress and then escorted into their room where food was already warm and waiting for them. This time it was a ham dinner, similar to something they had seen on a big holiday, and they didn’t hesitate to take the trays to the bed and all sit together as they ate their dinner.
Whenever they were given food, the boys ate slowly, savoring each and every bite. Not even a crumb was left behind when they ate. The boys understood that this might be their last meal in days and they weren’t going to waste any of it. They were very adamant about that, too, and always shared their food if they couldn’t eat it all. As usual, they all finished off their food and left the trays over by the door where they could be collected.
After that, it was easy for them to move on with life. They had their routine that they stuck to. Get up, perform the acts the men requested of them, enjoy their food, and then curl up together and enjoy the feeling of being cared for and valued. Kurt and Blaine weren’t so much a couple now as they were in a group with Sam and Sebastian. The four of them cared for each other as though they were all dating each other, though nobody thought of it like that.
Kurt climbed into bed, exhausted, with Sam right there to hold him. Blaine liked curling up behind Sam, they’d all learned, and he used Sam’s shoulder blade as a pillow more often than not. Ever since their scene in the shower, Kurt and Sebastian had been closer, too, and theirs was the last bit of animosity between the four of them and it was now gone completely. Sebastian spooned behind Kurt, and the four of them tangled their limbs together as they let sleep claim them.
Across town, Brittany finally discovered how to use the internet, and when she misspelled something in her Google search about showers, she stumbled across a very curious looking photo indeed: a photo of that smirky meerkat guy that Santana wouldn’t stop saying bad things about, and her very own unicorn best friend Kurt. Confused, Brittany picked up her cell phone immediately and called Santana. She didn’t understand why Kurt was naked on her computer, especially since he’d died, but Santana probably would. Santana knew everything that Brittany didn’t.