Lima Meets Liberty 8/?
Glee/Queer as Folk US crossover - Kurt and Blaine visit Kurt's cousin Emmett in Pittsburgh over Spring break. How do the guys react when the finally realize what "Out and Proud Queer" means on Liberty Avenue?
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
AN: OK … rating change to NC-17 here … One thing that I was discussing with my favorite fellow hag, Mardie, is that writing Brian/Justin sex is VERY different from Klaine sexy times. Hope I don't disappoint any hard core QAF fans in the audience.
Thanks for the wonderful reviews. Melanie - FF is odd about posting emails and such but I appreciate your insight.
As always, they aren't mine but I have fun playing with them
Kurt was all but flying as he made his way across the floor back to their table. Performing always gave him a high better than he imagined any drug could do, but something was different after that performance. He had felt the energy of the crowd radiating back at him as he performed, so much different than the audiences at their competitions. It was as if there as a direct connection between himself and every member of the audience. Every eye had been on him and the appreciation and interest was evident as he moved across the bar.
There was a strut in his step that wasn't normally there, a confidence that wouldn't have been recognized by his friends in Ohio. This was a Kurt Hummel who owned the room and he knew it.
As he passed tables men reached out to lay a hand on his arm, fingers tightening just so as he moved past them.
Quiet words of encouragement and appreciation were interspersed with offers that had never been made to him before.
When he reached the table Blaine was on his feet and pulling him into a deep embrace.
“Holy fuck Kurt” Blaine whispered in his ear as he pressed his erection against Kurt's hip “That was fucking hot. You should have seen the looks on these guy's faces. Brian was all but jerking Justin off watching you.”
Kurt grinned as he pressed back against Blaine “So everyone liked it huh?”
“Understatement of the century” Blaine chuckled as he stepped back to give Kurt some room.
Everyone was speaking at once, appreciative comments directed at Kurt from both tables.
“Where did you learn to dance like that?” Ted asked
With a smirk directed at Blaine he simply replied “Practice Ted, lots of practice”
Blaine burst out laughing at the comment before he buried his red face in Kurt's shoulder.
“Baby, that was amazing” Emmett said, still fanning himself.
“Hey Blondie” Michael said with a laugh “I think he can give you a run for your money, oh King of Babylon”
“That reminded me of a tribe in ...” Ben began before Michael leaned over and smacked his arm.
“Thanks guys,” Kurt said with a smile directed at the table behind him “I haven't had that much fun in awhile.”
Turning back to his companions he saw three pair of eyes looking back at him, all reflecting the same emotion. On Blaine he was used to the look, it was the one that was usually accompanied by a breathless whisper of “Fuck me Kurt.” On Justin it looked out of place with the blond hair and blue eyes that had previously showed nothing other than friendly respect. On Brian it looked dark and hungry and frankly enticing.
Justin's eyes were the first to cut away, as he looked back at Brian with a smile “Now he can teach me how to dance.”
Brian rolled his lips in, seemingly trying to hold back the laughter that showed in his eyes. “Why not Sunshine?” he said “After all I taught you everything else you know.”
Justin responded with a deep laugh at what was obviously a private joke between the two.
Kurt kept an arm around Blaine's shoulder as Brian stepped closer to him. He felt Brian's arm rest across his back as he leaned in and was surprised to feel a hand gripping the back of his neck as he heard “Nicely done, Angel” whispered in his ear.
Kurt flushed as he felt his cock twitch at the sound and feel of that breath against his ear. As quickly as the contact came it was gone and Brian stepped back to drape his arm around Justin's shoulder, wrapping it across his chest and leaning in to whisper something in his ear.
Kurt turned to Blaine and quietly said “I'm going to go grab some drinks, I'll be right back.” as he turned and walked away to the bar.
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No one saw it coming and yet everyone recognized it when it happened.
Kurt stood at the bar waiting for their fresh drinks when a tall, dark skinned black man stepped behind him and placed his hands on Kurt's hips.
Kurt turned away from the bar with a smile, obvious to all onlookers that he thought Blaine had come behind him. The look on his face quickly turned to one of confusion and uncertainly when instead of his boyfriend's eyes he was met with a solid, tee shirt covered chest.
The automatic step back he tried to take was blocked by the bar behind him as the man crowded further into his space.
No one heard the words that passed between them but all saw the deliberate head shake Kurt gave in response to an obvious overture.
As the man's hand reached up to run a finger along Kurt's cheekbone an arm sliced neatly between the two of them and firmly pressed the man backwards. He looked up and meet the darkening hazel eyes and the scowl on the face before him.
Everyone did hear the growled “He's not for you.” and they all recognized both the tone and the gesture, or at least all but two did.
Kurt had just been marked by Brian Kinney, the Stud of Liberty Avenue.
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Later that Evening
The Loft
“Fuck yes.” Justin moaned “Right there … Fuck me harder Brian”
Brian tucked his legs firmly beneath him as he knelt on the bed and pulled Justin further up on his thighs as he pumped into him with deep, hard strokes.
Justin's back arched off the bed as Brian expertly hit his prostate with every stroke.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck” Justin chanted as he was drawn closer and closer to the edge with each passing second.
Leaning forward and catching Justin's knees in the crook of his elbows Brian bent his lover nearly in half, knees pressing to his chest and caught him in a searing kiss. His tongue invaded Justin's mouth as he increased his thrusts, burying himself balls deep on every stroke.
“How the fuck...” he gasped between thrusts as he nipped and sucked at the tendons in Justin's neck “can you still … be this tight … every fucking time?”
“Don't know … don't care … just fuck me.” Justin's words came out almost in a wail “Fuck Brian … I'm gonna fucking cum … Don't fucking stop.”
Brian swallowed Justin's cries as he sealed their mouths together. As he felt Justin release hot against his abs he buried himself as deeply as he could. The contractions from Justin's orgasm milking his dick had him filling the condom almost immediately.
Almost before he had fully caught his breath Brian was rolling off Justin, disposing of the condom and grabbing a cigarette from the nightstand. As usual, as soon as he had it lit Justin reached over to pluck it from between his fingers and take a drag.
“That was hot” Justin said simply as he handed the cigarette back to Brian.
“It was alright” Brian replied with a smirk that Justin smiled at.
“Tonight was hot all around.” Justin said with amusement in his voice “God when Emmett said that Kurt and Blaine were visiting I was expecting stuffy prep school kids like the ones I went to school with at St James ...”
“I have to admit that they are anything but that.” Brian finished for him “You looked good with Blaine draped all over you tonight Sunshine, you know that? Fuck, the pictures that put in my head. I've always loved watching you fucking and that ass rivals yours. I could picture you fucking him you know? And Kurt … my god those hips.”
“What I wouldn't give to get inside that ass. That stunt you pulled with Kurt at the bar though. The last time I think anyone saw you like that was the first night I showed up at Babylon. It was like you were staking your claim. I can just picture the two of them, spread out on this bed, begging to be fucked.”
“You do realize that that would break at least one of our rules Sunshine?” Brian said as he rolled over and sucked one of Justin's nipples into his mouth. “No names, no numbers remember?”
“Does it count as breaking them if we agree? Because I think we both know what we want Brian.”
“Yeah we do” Brian said with a smirk as he ran his tongue down Justin's body and licked a stripe from the base of his cock to the tip.
“So how do we get them to agree?” Justin said before he lost himself in the sensation of Brian's mouth engulfing his hard dick.
Meanwhile
Emmett's
Kurt and Blaine had barely made it in the bedroom before a still tipsy Blaine had his boyfriend pinned up against the nearest wall and his hands working on the fly of Kurt's jeans.
“You were so fucking hot tonight baby.” Blaine breathed as he slid down Kurt's body taking his pants off as he went. After removing Kurt's shoes and socks he slid the jeans fully off and tossed them to the side.
“God I love your hips” he said as he trailed feather light kisses over Kurt's hip bones as his hands slid under the vest to tweak his boyfriend's nipples.
“Oh fuck Blaine, stop.” Kurt moaned “I want to suck you. I want to feel that cock deep in my throat, taste you when you cum. Then I want to fuck you, so damn hard that you scream.”
Blaine stood and pulled Kurt back towards the bed. He slid backwards up the mattress as Kurt quickly got to work removing his clothes. Once naked Blaine moaned as Kurt slid his mouth over his cock, burying him deep in the back of his throat. He fisted the sheets when Kurt hummed around the head, his hips rising in time with Kurt's strokes. "Damn, you suck me so good"
Kurt resisted the urge to wrap a hand around his own cock, and pointedly rose up on his knees to avoid the friction from the bed. It seemed like one touch would be all it would take for him to cum, and he wanted the feeling to last. He slid back off Blaine's cock and replaced his mouth with his hand, stroking firmly around him. He nudged his legs apart a bit and slid his tongue down over Blaine's balls, gently pulling one into his mouth and sucking. The noises Blaine was making were almost enough to push him over the edge, even with no contact at all on his cock.
"Oh god, that feels so good." Blaine moaned, head thrown back, chest heaving. Kurt slid down further and began to tease Blaine's opening with his tongue, running it in slow circles at first and then quickening his pace, teasing him with quick strokes before sliding just into him. "Shit, shit, fuck, God you are going to make me cum Kurt. I am right there, I want to come in that hot mouth baby, please" Blaine begged.
Kurt quickly shifted position slamming Blaine into the back of his throat with one quick motion and felt Blaine's entire body tense in the moment before his orgasm hit him and he filled his mouth. "Oh my god, Kurt, god you feel so good" Blaine whimpered as he came. Kurt swallowed everything Blaine gave him and continued lazily teasing him with his tongue until he flinched ever so lightly from the touch. He knew that Blaine was just at the sensitive point and slid up to draw him into a deep open mouth kiss.
“I want you to ride me.” Kurt whispered, reaching for the lube bottle. He slicked his fingers and pressed one against Blaine's entrance.
He teased, just sliding the tip of his finger in before pulling back and rubbing against his entrance. When he heard Blaine beg "Now" he slid his first finger in carefully, swirling it in and out, gently curling it and felt Blaine press down on his hand. Slowly he pressed a second finger in, spreading them apart as he pumped, opening Blaine up for him. His boyfriend moaned as he slid the third one in and as he hit the spot that made Blaine groan his name, halfway between and expletive and a prayer.
“God I love you baby” He whispered in Blaine's ear as he pulled him tight to his chest with one arm and used the other hand to roll a condom over his cock and slick himself up before placing the tip of his cock against Blaine's entrance. With a whimper Blaine let himself slide down Kurt's body until just the head of his cock was inside him. As he moaned Kurt fought the urge to grab Blaine's shoulders and pull him down.
Ever so slowly Blaine lowered himself onto Kurt's cock, knees pressed on the outsides of his legs as he tried to control the movements. When he finally took all of Kurt's cock deep inside him he moved carefully and wrapped his legs around Kurt's waist and leaned back, their bodies forming a deep V rising from the bed. "Move" he moaned. The two of them found their strokes easily, Kurt raising slightly off the bed while Blaine dug his fingers into his shoulders for support. Blaine would rise as Kurt pulled back and then grind his ass down on his cock. Their strokes became quicker and more frantic as Kurt reached down and wrapped his hand around Blaine's rehardened cock and stroked in time with their movements. With a few long strokes Blaine was crying Kurt's name and exploding between them. The feelings of muscles clenching around his cock pushed him over the edge and Kurt bit back a yell as he came.
After Blaine rolled off of him and he disposed of the condom Kurt pulled Blaine's head down onto his chest and the two wrapped around each other in the bed.
“So how did you feel about tonight?” Kurt asked, still slightly tipsy from the drinks earlier “Was it as awkward as you were worried it was going to be?”
“Actually no” Blaine replied with a yawn “It was hot. You were hot. All those men wanted you and that made me horny to be honest. I never thought that watching someone else would turn me on but watching Brian stroking Justin's cock while they watched you was fucking hot.”
“You like those two don't you?” Kurt asked with a grin “I have to say they are both hotter than hell, and the way Brian just stepped up and pushed that guy off of me, fuck it made me hard.”
“God that's hot Kurt” Blaine said, voice slurred with both alcohol and sleep “He wants you you know. You could see it in his eyes ... he wants to fuck you and you know what that's a fucking image in my head now … I'm tired baby, can we go to sleep? We can talk about this in the morning.”
“Sure baby” Kurt said, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on Blaine's curls “We can talk about it in the morning … It was hot wasn't it?”
The last thing Kurt remembered hearing was Blaine's mumbled “It fucking was” before sleep overtook them both.