The Sandman Cometh 6/?
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Blaine/OMCs, Blaine/Kurt
Spoilers: Set from 2x06, canon by day, AU by night
Warnings: Non-con, Somnophilia, Drugs/Alcohol, Manipulation, Oral, Frottage, Toys
Summary: Blaine is impatient. He doesn’t want to wait for true love to strike before he can touch another boy or have someone touch him, so he finds a way to make it happen. Although there are others, he finds himself lured in by his new roommate at Dalton, Kurt.
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Kurt groaned as his forehead hit the desk with a thud. “I am so over studying and there’s still three exams left this week,” he grumbled.
“Yeah but at least you’re more than halfway through right?”
“Oh Blaine, you’re ever the optimist, aren’t you?”
I grinned as he tilted his head on the desk to look at me forlornly. “Oh poor baby. Dalton’s broken you already? I thought you were tougher than that, Kurt.”
“Shush, you.”
“Uh uh, don’t fall asleep yet. You’ll only grouch at me later when you can’t get to sleep at your normal time.”
“’M not sleeping....just looking the inside of my eyelids, thank you.”
“Mm hmm,” I chuckled as Kurt rubbed at his eyes with a balled up fist. “You’re adorable when you’re all dozy.”
“’M not dozy.”
“Right, right,” I went back to reviewing the rest of my notes, making sure to finish the chapter to give Kurt a chance to wake up or actually fall asleep. Glancing up, I closed my books and pushed the highlighters to the side so they wouldn’t clatter to the floor as I got up.
I padded across the room to check on my roommate as he sat folded over, cheek lying on the desk, deep breaths blowing from his mouth. I pushed back the swathe of hair that had flopped over his face and shook my head as Kurt hummed when I ran my hand through the soft locks. “Just adorable.”
Reaching over to put my hands on both shoulders, I started a kneading action. May as well get him used to my touch as soon as possible. As I continued to press and roll my fingers into his cardigan covered flesh, he moaned softly. Encouraged, I moved my hands to the base of his neck and started to knead up each side. A soft whimper from Kurt had my dick springing to attention.
“Mmm...Feels good.”
My eyes widened as he muttered and I slowed my movement. He’s not as asleep as I thought he was.
“Blaine?” Kurt mumbled, “Don’t stop, it feels good.”
What I would give to hear him say that to me in bed. “Okay. Like this?” I asked as I rubbed small circles in behind his ears and around his hairline.
“Yeaaaah.”
I could feel the head of my dick rub against the wet spot of my underwear with every time I moved my hands to a new location. The delicious agony of not being able to do anything about my pleasure right now had my head spinning. I couldn’t help but pull a hand away from him and push the heel of it against my length to give me some respite before I moved my boner upwards so it was tucked into the waistband of my boxer briefs. The pressure on my cock head was exquisite and I whimpered helplessly.
Kurt’s head lifted off the desk, rolling and stretching as he sat upright, my thumb and fingers still pressed into his neck. “Uhhh,” he sighed, “That was fantastic, thank you. I feel ten times better than I did.”
“My pleasure. Uh, excuse me.” I walked as fast as I dared to the bathroom with a desperate need to free my aching cock and come.
Shutting the door, I leaned my back against it, unzipped and pulled my cock out. The change in pressure had me biting my lip to stifle a groan. I stroked quickly with Kurt’s sleepy mumbling echoing in my head. Several strokes later I put my other hand over my cock and caught most of my release as it gushed out. Unbelievable. I bet he doesn’t realize just how much he turns me on. Fuck.
***
Kurt didn’t think much of it when Blaine rushed off to the bathroom as it gave him the perfect opportunity to rearrange his erection so that he could stand up and not take someone’s eye out with it. He smiled at the fact that Blaine could turn him on so much with just the touch of his fingertips. He’d loved the warmth of his hands against his neck, it had been simply delicious.
He glanced to the still closed bathroom door and wondered just how long his roommate would be. Making a snap decision, Kurt strode over to his closet and yanked the door open. Grabbing a spare hand towel, he shut the door behind him, enclosing himself in darkness and groped for his zipper, knowing he’d have to be quick.
With his cock free from his uniform pants, it only took a handful of strokes for him to empty his load into the towel. His head thunked against the door in relief before he rushed to fold up the towel for washing later and tuck himself away.
He eased the door open to the room, thankful that Blaine was still in the bathroom and he flopped onto his bed, loosening his tie when the bathroom door burst open. “Oh! Good timing,” Kurt exclaimed as he jumped up and raced into the bathroom. Flicking the faucet on, he washed his hands and stared at himself in the mirror. That, he thought, was a little too close to getting caught. He was sure that Blaine wouldn’t want to catch his roommate with his hand down his pants. Or in the closet for that matter, he thought to himself with a smile.
Kurt’s cheekiness was soon replaced by doubt as he remembered that Blaine didn’t seem to like him like that anyway. It was obvious he was just a kind and friendly, tactile guy. That had been clear when Kurt saw him with the Warblers, particularly his old roommates. Kurt sighed with longing as he thought about how unaware Blaine was to the affect he had on him, wishing that Blaine would just send him a clear signal of his disinterest or attraction.
“Hey, Kurt?”
Kurt looked up, startled, to see his roommate grinning at him from the open door.
“Wanna go get a snack before we hit the books again?”
“Um, I can’t. I need to cram as much I can for the Biology exam tomorrow morning. Jeff says it’s going to be a killer.”
“Oh. How ‘bout I go and bring some food and drinks back here for later? You’ll need to eat and drink at some point and an early night would do you the world of good too.”
Kurt smiled at his roommate’s thoughtfulness. “Yeah, thanks Blaine. You’re amazing.”
***
I practically skipped from our dorm room on a mission for snacks and a beverage that would act as Kurt’s first spiked drink. Tomorrow he’d feel well rested and relaxed. I’d make sure of it.
After all, a good orgasm does that for you, right? And I couldn’t wait to see him come.
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Part Seven>>
Pairings: Blaine/OMCs, Blaine/Kurt
Spoilers: Set from 2x06, canon by day, AU by night
Warnings: Non-con, Somnophilia, Drugs/Alcohol, Manipulation, Oral, Frottage, Toys
Summary: Blaine is impatient. He doesn’t want to wait for true love to strike before he can touch another boy or have someone touch him, so he finds a way to make it happen. Although there are others, he finds himself lured in by his new roommate at Dalton, Kurt.
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***
Kurt groaned as his forehead hit the desk with a thud. “I am so over studying and there’s still three exams left this week,” he grumbled.
“Yeah but at least you’re more than halfway through right?”
“Oh Blaine, you’re ever the optimist, aren’t you?”
I grinned as he tilted his head on the desk to look at me forlornly. “Oh poor baby. Dalton’s broken you already? I thought you were tougher than that, Kurt.”
“Shush, you.”
“Uh uh, don’t fall asleep yet. You’ll only grouch at me later when you can’t get to sleep at your normal time.”
“’M not sleeping....just looking the inside of my eyelids, thank you.”
“Mm hmm,” I chuckled as Kurt rubbed at his eyes with a balled up fist. “You’re adorable when you’re all dozy.”
“’M not dozy.”
“Right, right,” I went back to reviewing the rest of my notes, making sure to finish the chapter to give Kurt a chance to wake up or actually fall asleep. Glancing up, I closed my books and pushed the highlighters to the side so they wouldn’t clatter to the floor as I got up.
I padded across the room to check on my roommate as he sat folded over, cheek lying on the desk, deep breaths blowing from his mouth. I pushed back the swathe of hair that had flopped over his face and shook my head as Kurt hummed when I ran my hand through the soft locks. “Just adorable.”
Reaching over to put my hands on both shoulders, I started a kneading action. May as well get him used to my touch as soon as possible. As I continued to press and roll my fingers into his cardigan covered flesh, he moaned softly. Encouraged, I moved my hands to the base of his neck and started to knead up each side. A soft whimper from Kurt had my dick springing to attention.
“Mmm...Feels good.”
My eyes widened as he muttered and I slowed my movement. He’s not as asleep as I thought he was.
“Blaine?” Kurt mumbled, “Don’t stop, it feels good.”
What I would give to hear him say that to me in bed. “Okay. Like this?” I asked as I rubbed small circles in behind his ears and around his hairline.
“Yeaaaah.”
I could feel the head of my dick rub against the wet spot of my underwear with every time I moved my hands to a new location. The delicious agony of not being able to do anything about my pleasure right now had my head spinning. I couldn’t help but pull a hand away from him and push the heel of it against my length to give me some respite before I moved my boner upwards so it was tucked into the waistband of my boxer briefs. The pressure on my cock head was exquisite and I whimpered helplessly.
Kurt’s head lifted off the desk, rolling and stretching as he sat upright, my thumb and fingers still pressed into his neck. “Uhhh,” he sighed, “That was fantastic, thank you. I feel ten times better than I did.”
“My pleasure. Uh, excuse me.” I walked as fast as I dared to the bathroom with a desperate need to free my aching cock and come.
Shutting the door, I leaned my back against it, unzipped and pulled my cock out. The change in pressure had me biting my lip to stifle a groan. I stroked quickly with Kurt’s sleepy mumbling echoing in my head. Several strokes later I put my other hand over my cock and caught most of my release as it gushed out. Unbelievable. I bet he doesn’t realize just how much he turns me on. Fuck.
***
Kurt didn’t think much of it when Blaine rushed off to the bathroom as it gave him the perfect opportunity to rearrange his erection so that he could stand up and not take someone’s eye out with it. He smiled at the fact that Blaine could turn him on so much with just the touch of his fingertips. He’d loved the warmth of his hands against his neck, it had been simply delicious.
He glanced to the still closed bathroom door and wondered just how long his roommate would be. Making a snap decision, Kurt strode over to his closet and yanked the door open. Grabbing a spare hand towel, he shut the door behind him, enclosing himself in darkness and groped for his zipper, knowing he’d have to be quick.
With his cock free from his uniform pants, it only took a handful of strokes for him to empty his load into the towel. His head thunked against the door in relief before he rushed to fold up the towel for washing later and tuck himself away.
He eased the door open to the room, thankful that Blaine was still in the bathroom and he flopped onto his bed, loosening his tie when the bathroom door burst open. “Oh! Good timing,” Kurt exclaimed as he jumped up and raced into the bathroom. Flicking the faucet on, he washed his hands and stared at himself in the mirror. That, he thought, was a little too close to getting caught. He was sure that Blaine wouldn’t want to catch his roommate with his hand down his pants. Or in the closet for that matter, he thought to himself with a smile.
Kurt’s cheekiness was soon replaced by doubt as he remembered that Blaine didn’t seem to like him like that anyway. It was obvious he was just a kind and friendly, tactile guy. That had been clear when Kurt saw him with the Warblers, particularly his old roommates. Kurt sighed with longing as he thought about how unaware Blaine was to the affect he had on him, wishing that Blaine would just send him a clear signal of his disinterest or attraction.
“Hey, Kurt?”
Kurt looked up, startled, to see his roommate grinning at him from the open door.
“Wanna go get a snack before we hit the books again?”
“Um, I can’t. I need to cram as much I can for the Biology exam tomorrow morning. Jeff says it’s going to be a killer.”
“Oh. How ‘bout I go and bring some food and drinks back here for later? You’ll need to eat and drink at some point and an early night would do you the world of good too.”
Kurt smiled at his roommate’s thoughtfulness. “Yeah, thanks Blaine. You’re amazing.”
***
I practically skipped from our dorm room on a mission for snacks and a beverage that would act as Kurt’s first spiked drink. Tomorrow he’d feel well rested and relaxed. I’d make sure of it.
After all, a good orgasm does that for you, right? And I couldn’t wait to see him come.
***
Part Seven>>