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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“Your salad, sir. Bacon and dressing on the side.”
“Blaine, I have ever told you that you’re awesome?”
“Hmm, you might not think that after I tell you that they were out of dessert.”
Kurt pouted.
“But, I got you this instead. I hope you like chocolate milk,” I said, shaking the bottle vigorously and removing the lid for him.
“Oh, uh sure. Not my usual tipple but it’ll have to suffice in lieu of dessert, I guess. I’m making this allowance for you, Blaine, because you were so very nice as to bring me food in my hour of need,” Kurt remarked jokingly.
I smiled in satisfaction as Kurt took his first mouthful. If he only knew what allowances he’d let me take later.
“You’re nearly finished with Biology, I see.”
“Yes, thankfully! Now I can move on to reviewing my French verbs. Something I’m actually confident about.”
“Awesome. I just need to finish up my English notes tonight and then I’m gonna try to turn in early. I’ll be up at the crack of dawn anyway, so my Econ notes can wait.”
“Ugh. I don’t know if I’m jealous or happy that I need to sleep so much more than you in order to function like a rational human being. Ummm, on second thought, I’m going with happy because Economics....yuk!” Kurt smiled as he poked his tongue out at me.
“Whatever,” I laughed, pushing his shoulder playfully. I collected my sandwich and can of Coke and settled across from Kurt on his bed sitting cross-legged while we ate.
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Kurt yawned loudly and stretched his arms out in a wide arc before he started to tidy up the remains of our supper. The empty plastic milk bottle made a hollow sound in the bin before the empty Coke can was thrown on top.
“Gosh, I’m so tired,” he said yawning again. “I think your idea of an early night is a good one.” He shuffled over and face-planted onto his bed, jostling me and my notebook. “Shit. Sorry, Blaine.”
I chuckled. “Nah, don’t worry about it. Hey listen to this. It’s the synopsis of the next play we’re reading in English after the exam tomorrow. Kurt?”
“’M listening,” he said as he waved a hand in my general direction.
I smiled to myself as I read out the blurb from the dust cover of The Importance of Being Earnest. With every new sentence, I could hear Kurt’s breathing deepen but didn’t rouse him until I’d finished reading aloud. “Kurt? Hey, Kurt?” I shook his leg.
“Wha?”
“You need to get into your pajamas, okay? You don’t want to sleep in your clothes, do you?”
“Don’t care,” he mumbled, “So tired.”
“C’mon. I’ll help,” I offered as I pulled him up gently.
“’Kay.”
Kurt’s hands worked automatically as he dropped his head to watch his fingers fumble with his shirt buttons with half closed eyes. “Mpf. Can’t do it!” he grumbled blearily.
“Here I’ll help.” I deftly unbuttoned him quickly and pushed the shirt off his shoulders so that the sleeves would get stuck around his wrists, essentially leaving him helpless. I stifled a laugh as I watched him flaps his arms a little trying to slip the cuffs off. “Hang on, Kurt. Take your shoes off first.” I bent down to slip each school shoe off as Kurt kept his balance by leaning on my shoulders, shirt pulled tight around his thighs.
“There we go. Trousers now,” I said soothingly as I stayed kneeling. His head jerked upwards in alarm but his hands never left my shoulders and he let me unbuckle his belt and pull down his zipper. The loose grey uniform pants slid down a little and I helped them on their way, my hands pulling them down and helping Kurt remove them one foot at a time.
“Socks off?”
“Mm hmm.”
“Lift up please,” I tapped his left foot and pulled the sock off before dealing with the other. “There we go.”
I slid my hand up the outside of his legs, fanning my fingers out as they passed over his thighs. I watched Kurt’s face for signs of discomfort but the slight frown had disappeared, replaced by another yawn and a sleepy smile as his eyes blinked heavily.
“Tired, huh?” I asked as I reached for his wrist, unbuttoning the cuffs one at a time, letting the shirt fall away. I let myself look for half a moment at a Kurt. Only his white undershirt and sky blue underwear remained.
“Mmm,” Kurt hummed as I stood up.
“This shirt off too?” I asked, pulling at his undershirt.
“Nuh uh,” he shook his head vehemently.
“Okay,” I placated as he leaned on me bodily, swaying a little. Can I get away with getting him into bed without his pajamas? It would save so much hassle later undressing and redressing him.
“PJs?” Kurt asked as he smacked his lips together and snuffled into my neck.
“Sure.” Damn.
Pushing him back gently to stand on his own, I grabbed at his blue silk pajamas from under his pillow. “Shirt first, okay?”
“’Kay,” Kurt mumbled as he held out his arms like a little kid.
Chuckling, I undid the buttons and threaded each arm into the shirt. I pulled him close while buttoning up so he could lay his head on my shoulder, face snuffling in the crook of my neck. “Look at you, sweetheart. All snugly. D’you remember what I said earlier?” I asked in a low voice.
“Said I was adora-able.”
“Uh huh. All cute and cuddly, aren’t you?”
Kurt giggled into my skin, making my dick harden faster.
“Too adorable for your own good, really. There’s so many boys here that would like to eat you up.”
Kurt giggled again. “Don’ be silly.”
“I’m not being silly. You’re so sexy Kurt and you don’t even know it, do you?”
Kurt whined, twisting his face against me.
“Or maybe you do. Maybe you’re just teasing us all. Are you teasing me, Kurt?”
Kurt clicked his tongue in annoyance which I felt more than heard. “No’ teasin’.”
“No?”
“Nuh uh.”
“I think you are,” I said pulling his hand from my waist to press against my hard cock. “See? This is what you do to us all.”
Kurt’s hand gripped me for a second then fell away. “Bein’ silly.”
“Not silly. You drive me crazy,” I gently pulled his hand back and rubbed along my shaft. “See?”
“Mmm.”
I looked down, trying to see his face but he had it pressed hard against my neck. “You like that?”
“Mmm,” he moaned and then yawned letting his head drop backwards, putting him off balance. His hand fell away and I had to pull him by his hips to keep him upright. I let him stumble to his bed and climb under the covers, the pyjama pants falling to the ground in the process.
“’Night, Kurt.” I got a snore in reply. Sweet dreams.
I stepped away, picked the clothes up off the floor and draped them over the back of the desk chair and set the pyjama pants on the bedside table for later then turned on the lamps in the room so I could turn off the harsh overhead light. Straightening up my schoolwork and putting away my pens, I looked around the room in satisfaction with my hands on my hips. Tidy enough.
I had little doubt that Kurt would remember our conversation. Past experience had taught me that in that dozy stage, boys were very compliant and docile and barely remembered a thing later. The only chance I’d ever had with Wes, who had moved out before I’d gotten the pills, had been at a sleepover when Hunter had joined the Warblers. The lightest sleeper I’d ever met, Wes, was putty in my hands as his body shut down in preparation for unconsciousness. I’d managed to help him give me a hand-job after a hug and he was more than happy to let me blow him as he swayed on his feet. By the end of it, Wes was clutching my head in a vice grip as he pumped my throat full of come and yet all he remembered the next morning was giving me a long hug.
Giving Kurt a little more time to slip under, I undressed and jumped into the shower to wash the gel from my hair. I tried not to touch my dick. I didn’t want to waste the come, not when I knew that I’d have Kurt to myself tonight and that he’d let me come anywhere I wanted. But tonight was primarily about Kurt and making him feel good.
Of course that doesn’t mean that it can’t feel good for me too.
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I pulled the covers back from Kurt’s body. He was lying in a loose foetal position, breathing soft and slow, long legs bare. I sat on the bed next to him, his knees pressing slightly into my back. He’s just stunning, almost cherubic in this light.
Holding my camera up to take close-ups of his profile, I zoomed on his pouting mouth, the swell of his cheek, and the twist of his fingers. The Canon SLR did such a better job than my phone but, of course, I couldn’t lug it around with me everywhere. Leaning forward, I brushed the back of my fingers against his jaw. Look at you, beautiful. If I kissed you when you were awake, would you like it? I let my thumb rub across his bottom lip feeling the plush pink lip drag across his teeth. I shook my head clearing away a vision of us wrapped up in each other’s arms, swapping kisses. Don’t torture yourself with things that will never happen. My fingers slipped from his chin and trailed over his shoulder, continuing their journey down his back, stopping only to smooth his briefs and cup the covered cheek.
I moved around to the other side of the bed with the camera ready. Shots of his pert underwear covered ass, thighs resting on one another lazily, feet tucked under one another piled up with each click of the shutter and my arousal faded a bit as I remembered that I’d be taking something from Kurt. Frowning, I took a deep breath. What the fuck is going on? Why am I not fucking ecstatic about the fact that Kurt is here for me, ripe for the taking, like I have been for every other roommate I’ve ever had?
Laying the camera down on the bedside table, I crawled onto the bed behind Kurt and pulled at his shoulders to get him to roll over, which he did easily, his arm splaying out with the momentum. I straddled his hips and sat down lightly, letting him feel my weight slowly as I settled. Reaching for his pyjama top, I unbuttoned it, hesitating for a moment before flipping it open and pushing up his undershirt. Shuffling further up his body, I pulled at his limp body to get the clothes off and then finally he was bare. Damn undershirts, they’re such a pain in the ass to get off and on and it seemed as though Kurt always had one on. Hmmm.
Leaping off the bed, I grabbed his undershirt from the floor where I’d tossed it and crossed to Kurt’s dresser. A quick look through his drawers confirmed that he mostly the same brand and size white undershirts. Perfect! I headed back to my notebooks and jotted down the details. If we’re gonna be indulging in our new bedtime ritual often, I need to make life easier and that means scissors.
I dropped the shirt next to Kurt’s bed and got my lock box out, retrieving the warming lube, condom, bullet and a packet of wet wipes and hurried back to the bed, my enthusiasm reinvigorated. I tossed the items alongside Kurt’s torso and set about removing his blue briefs, being careful not to just tear them off in my haste to see him completely nude for the first time.
Jesus. The soft lamplight made his skin look creamy and so touchable. I tossed the underwear over my shoulder and ran my hands over the soft brown hair on his calves, all the way up to his inner thighs. There, I pushed his legs apart, spreading them wide as his knees bent, leaving himself exposed all for me as I sat on my knees and simply looked at him.
“Ku-urt,” I groaned. “Look what you’ve been hiding from me. Fuck, that’s some cock, sweetheart.” I forced myself to swallow the saliva that was pooling in my mouth at the site of his pink meaty slab. “God, I hope you’re a grower,” I mumbled as I wrapped a hand around the thick soft dick immediately, stroking slowly, watching as it hardened and lengthen. As I stroked faster, the hot length grew to its full size. A good eight inches. Fuck, I’m gonna be riding you at some point, that’s for sure.
I let go and rest my hands on his inner thighs as I watched the flushed cock twitch with arousal, I glanced up at Kurt’s face still looking as serene as ever. “You are such a mystery,” I chuckled, shaking my head in amusement. “What else are you hiding from me, Kurt?” I asked rhetorically as I stretched my body out, slotting between his legs easily, my eyelashes fluttering at the feel of his cock sliding along mine. “Mmm, fuck.”
Laying my face next to his on the pillow, I breathed in the scent of his conditioner as my body settled over top of his, the warmth of his skin inviting me to take more. I slipped my arms underneath his armpits, wrapping him up tight in my embrace, fingers digging into his back. “You feel so good, Kurt,” I whisper into his hair. “I’m gonna make you feel amazing, beautiful, just you wait and see. And then it’ll be my turn.”
Kurt took a deep breath at that.
“Oh? You want me to go first? Are you sure? Mmm, I don’t think I could resist an offer like that, Kurt. Fuuuck,” I groaned as I ground my hips against his still hard dick. “Kiss me? C’mon, don’t be shy, sweetheart. We’re gonna do so many things together, baby, there’s no need to play coy now.”
I untangled a hand and stroked across his cool brow while I propped myself up somewhat. I need to see his face before our very first kiss. Kurt’s eyelashes had fanned out and there was a slight blush staining his cheeks, his lips parted in seeming anticipation.
Closing the gap, my mouth hovered over his as I caressed his cheek, my eyes slip closed as my lips finally pressed against his. I pulled away, a little breathless. “Oh Kurt,” I sighed before diving in and sucking in his bottom lip, then, using my thumb on his chin to widen his mouth a little, I licked my way inside. Soft whimpers bubbled up as I tasted my roommate’s mouth for the first time. “So sweet but I have something else we can use your pretty mouth for.”
Moving to straddle Kurt’s shoulders, I spread my weight across his chest, my cock looming over his face. I started off by lightly slapping my hard dick on his plump cheek, leaving small wet spots on his skin then lay my shaft alongside his nose and let it slap back against my stomach satisfyingly. “You wanna taste me, don’t you? Here you go, sweetheart.”
I pried his mouth open and slowly fed him my cock, mindful of his teeth that scraped me a couple of times as I eased in almost to the back of his throat, leaving him just enough to keep breathing easily. “That’s it. See? I knew you could do it.”
Leaning over to try and grab the camera off the bedside table, I fumbled, slipping forward and plunging down Kurt’s relaxed throat in one swift move. I let out an embarrassingly high pitched moan immediately as Kurt constricted around me. Hauling the camera back quickly, I pulled back to let my sleeping roommate breathe. The gasping breath he drew in cooled my saliva slick cock as I sat there snapping photos, my dick still stuck between his lips.
“You look so beautiful with your mouth stuffed full, baby. Let’s try it again.....ohhh God,” I groaned as I pushed in deeper. “Fuck! Suck me, Kurt. Oh, that’s it, that’s it.” I pushed the camera under his pillow to keep it out of the way and pushed up on my knees so I was crowding my roommate’s face with my cock, continually pumping in and out of his throat. My moans grew longer and more frantic as I fucked into Kurt’s mouth.
Deeper. Deeper. Oh Fuck! “Uhhhhh,” I slammed in, his nose shoved into my crotch, the convulsions of his throat milking come from me freely. The final short thrusts let Kurt catch his breath as his tongue stroked my sensitive cock until I’d had enough. Grabbing the camera, I took the final shot of Kurt’s face, lips slack around my softening tip, face red and sweaty. “Sorry, baby. I made you work for that, didn’t I?” I mumbled as my hand stroked his temple.
Putting the camera aside once more I rearranged myself to lie alongside him, continuing to the stroke his face. “That’s what you do to me, Kurt. You make me lose control of myself. But you did so well, I think you’re a natural.” And I’ll make sure you get lots of practice.
As we lay there cuddled together, I stroked his skin after the color faded from his face. I spent minutes pinching and pulling at his nipples, just to see how red and erect they’d become before I soothed them with sucking.
It never failed to amaze me how still and silent boys would be in the early stages of their induced sleep, which is why the experience with Finn both freaked me out and excited me beyond imagining. I wondered when Kurt would rouse tomorrow. He should be free of the drug in 9 hours, so around seven o’clock probably. As usual, he’d get more reactive as hours passed but for our first time, I wanted to enjoy everything I could before having to redress him and heading back to my own bed.
I let my hand drift down to his semi-hard cock then past it to roll his balls in my hand. His legs were still spread wide, so I let my fingers dip lower stroking over his perineum, watching in the dim light as Kurt’s dick started to harden.
Leaning over his body, I collected the warming lube and shuffled down his body to lay my head on his stomach, I pumped out the lube into my palm and wet a finger. “I think you’ll like this,” I said softly and kissed the soft stomach above his cock, letting my finger probe its way to his asshole. I rubbed back and forth across the rim, getting his body used to my touch there, slicking the surface in my wake. “Open up for me, Kurt. Op, there you go!” I cheered as my fingertip slipped in easily. I pushed and swirled gently, working him open enough to accept the slim-line bullet.
My concentration on fingering Kurt had me forgetting about his now leaking cock directly in my eye line. I chuckled. “Oh, it’s my turn to taste you.” I took the tip in my mouth and dug my tongue into his slit while I sucked softly.
“Mmm, I think you’re ready.” Removing my finger, I got the bullet covered and slicked up the condom with lube. Positioned at his rim, I pushed it in with tiny circles until he opened for me once more and it slid in easily. “It’s gonna make you feel amazing. Just wait ‘til I turn it on.”
“Ready to have your mind blown, Kurt?” I chuckled. I took his cock back into my mouth, just suckling it lazily, as I turned the vibrating bullet on and flicked up to mid intensity. Immediately the dick between my lips convulsed, gushing pre-come, which I happily slurped up. The shaft kept twitching manically making me laugh, as best I could with my mouth full, and I hummed in satisfaction as the vibrations rattled through Kurt’s body and into mine, the side of my head pressed to his stomach. I rolled the dial around to the top end to see how my slumbering roommate would react.
The effect was instant, his hips bucked up involuntarily forcing me to swallow his cock along with a glob of pre-come and his breathing quickened to panting. I tried to keep my lips tight around his shaft as his body shuddered and his hips continued to jerk up uncontrollably. Dropping the controller, I squeezed his nuts together tightly and was rewarded with a massive load of hot tangy come flooding my mouth.
I kept my mouth on him as Kurt trembled wildly while I groped around for the discarded controller. Ah! There it is! Turning the dial down immediately, Kurt’s body relaxed and his breathing settled into a steadier pattern. I gave his spent dick a final swirl with my tongue and turned off the bullet, laying the controller between Kurt’s still spread legs.
“How’d that feel, Kurt? Incredible, I bet. You came so much, Kurt, oh my God,” I laughed as I shuffled up to snuggle my face against his neck, hooking a leg over his. “Mmm, you turn me on so much. Fuck. Feel that?” I pulled at his curled hand and pushed my renewed hard on through his loose fist. “Ohhh yeah,” I mumbled as I fucked through his fingers faster. “Ohhh, you’re gonna make me come. You want it? Yeah?”
Ignoring the silence, I pulled myself up onto my knees tugging my cock rapidly, letting my balls drape across his cheek. “Uh. OH!” My hips swung back and lunged forward as my release rocketed through me and spattered across Kurt’s cheek, nose and eyelid. I stroked myself through it gently, wiping the last dribble along his parted lips. “Wow,” I panted. “You’ve never looked more beautiful. Fuck.” I sat back and took stock of my work. Damn, that deserves a photo. Finding the camera, I snapped a couple of shots and moved off the bed to get a drink of water and to clean up.
Passing a warm washcloth over Kurt’s face, I wiped him clean of my seed before rinsing it out and setting it aside in the bathroom. I gathered up his bed clothes, laying them on my bed and collecting the lube and wet wipes to set on the bedside table then lastly, I put away the camera. I could look at the photos later as Kurt was only in the dorm room four nights a week unlike most roommates due to the Hummel family dinners on Fridays, but it did give me the opportunity to review footage, stock and ideas.
Leaning over his bed, I pulled Kurt’s arm across his body to get him to roll onto his side so he could spoon me once I’d wriggled my way back into his bed and pulled his blankets up over our legs. Wrapping his arm around me, Kurt’s soft breaths puffed against my hair and the cool plastic box of the controller knocked against my legs as I tried to tangle ours together. Stretching down to retrieve it, I threaded it between my thighs. I’ll deal with it later.
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