Summer Skin (Part 4/6?)
Title: Summer Skin (Part 4/6)
Rating: NC-17 (NC-17 for this part. We did it, guys!)
Spoilers: Up to 2x15
Warnings: College (summer vacation) AU, major Klaine, major Niff, some Nurt, Jurt, Blick bromance, explicit sex, strong language, underage drinking, angst, inside horse jokes
Word Count: 5,575
Summary: The summer after Kurt and Blaine's first year of college is filled with bonfires, sexual bickering, summer jobs, horseback riding lessons, a wedding, and above all else, romance.
Chapter Summary: It's a Jeff Galven Sex Riot in the works. Kurt and Blaine have sexy time, and then complications are quickly floating to the surface.
A/N: This story is part of an ongoing series that started with Great Romances of the 21st Century. It takes place at the beginning of summer, right after Kurt, Blaine, and Jeff come home from their first year of college (and Nick from his second year). A summary of GROT21C for those who want to read a summer fic but would rather not read 60K to catch up. (It's like SparkNotes for fic!)
star55 and teaboytoaliens beta this story and my life.
Songs for this chapter: "Poker Face" by Lady Gaga
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
June 2014
Operation: Make Jeff Galven A Sex Riot.
Kurt’s driving him and Jeff back from the mall. They went shopping-shopping for the operation. Jeff’s still in his plaid shorts and an Abercrombie & Fitch shirt, sitting in the passenger seat, and Kurt’s trying not to vomit all over himself. He thinks that as soon as they get Jeff into the clothes he made him buy, Nick will get a boner. The biggest. It’s on.
Jeff looks at himself in the rear view mirror and makes a face. “I don’t feel like a sex addict, Kurt.”
Kurt drives onto the freeway, sighing after he merges into the lane. “No, a sex riot, Jeff. I’m a sex addict and a sex riot, we’re just trying to make you a riot, so Nick appreciates you more.”
Jeff sighs and feels the two bags of clothes at his feet. Kurt made him get them so next time Nick sees him, he’ll want him and not Kurt. It’s not a fail-proof plan, but he also just likes hanging out with Kurt. It’s about time he bought new clothes anyway, even if the jeans Kurt made him buy make him want to cry from how tight they feel.
“Him and Blaine are coming over your house tonight, right?”
Kurt nods and puts a CD in his car stereo. “You’re going to look marvelous, Jeffrey.”
As they sit in silence for a few moments, Kurt decides that he wants to build up Jeff’s confidence. He does it the way he knows they both only know how-by singing. The acoustic version of “Poker Face” comes on, and Kurt starts singing.
He told Jeff this trip was all about him looking more appealing to Nick, but really, Kurt knows that after two times of seeing Jeff in nice clothes, he’ll stop caring. Jeff’s too into Nick and Nick’s not into the idea of anyone being too into him. Jeff needs to not give a shit about what Nick thinks and just be a sex riot for himself. Or for Kurt. Kurt likes when his friends are sexy. He likes when Blaine dresses nice, too.
“I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got.”
Jeff smirks and looks out the window as he listens to Kurt singing softly. He’s remembering how good of a singer he thought Kurt was in the Warblers, even though he was a hardcore Vote Blaine for Every Solo kind of guy. Either way though, he wonders why Kurt isn’t in the theater department up at school. His voice sounds almost perfect for the song and it just makes Jeff want to join in.
“Can’t read my, can’t read my, no, he can’t read my poker face,” Jeff sings a little deeper, but it harmonizes with Kurt’s voice nicely. Kurt smirks and grabs Jeff’s hand over the seat and starts singing louder with him, both boys aware that they’ve stopped trying to sound good and are now barely below yelling the lyrics.
“Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun, and baby, when it’s love, if it’s not rough, it isn’t fun.”
Jeff squeezes Kurt’s hand for a moment before they both start yelling, “I’m marvelous, I’m marvelous, I’m marvelous, so marvelous.” After the song, they both grin at each other and start laughing. Kurt notes that Jeff has really white teeth. Just a nice thing to know for a later date. A date of later.
Don’t make me fall in love with you for knowing Gaga, Galven.
Kurt thinks Jeff might be ready. He’s interested to see what a Jeff Galven Sex Riot would be like. He’d join in.
~*~
Burt and Carole are away for the weekend at Carole’s sister’s house. Finn and Nick bonded last week over Morgan Freeman films, so Finn decided to stay for Kurt’s spontaneous boys only shindig (or really, it’s a “I didn’t tell Rachel and Mercedes that you guys were sleeping over, so just don’t ever tell them what you did on this night or lie if you have to”). Finn still doesn’t drink, but he figures he can beat them all in video games by 1 AM that way.
Jeff and Kurt are in Kurt’s room upstairs getting ready. They hear the doorbell ring, and Blaine texts Kurt to let him know that Nick and he are here. Kurt texts back that Finn will let them in and that he and Jeff will be down in a minute.
Jeff looks in the mirror, flipping his flat-ironed hair to the side. “I don’t know, I think I should have just left it alone. It’s too warm now, I’m going to sweat.”
Kurt shakes his head. “It’s just for tonight. We want you to look like you’ve purposely put thought into your appearance, but then give you the attitude of not caring what you look like, you know? Nick will notice, and if he doesn’t, then he can jerk himself off tonight. Oh, that reminds me, do you think you guys are going to fuck? Because Finn usually sleeps on the couch in the summer, so you guys can sleep downstairs if you want.”
Jeff blushes, shaking his leg a little to make the pants feel less tight. Kurt dressed him in tight faded jeans with intentional rips by the pockets. “Um… I don’t know... probably not? It’s your house, and I’m like, uh, no. That’s weird, no offense to your house. I just... don’t like to.”
Kurt smiles and walks over to him. “You’re adorable, did you know that? But come on, Jeff, I’m giving you permission. My house wants you to have sex in it. Besides, it’s Finn’s room now down there, I don’t really care.”
Jeff laughs a little, blushing still. He stares at himself in the mirror, glad that Kurt let him buy a dark red PacSun t-shirt, because he flat out refused to pay more than twenty-two dollars for a top. He thinks the red makes his hair stand out more, and he’s hoping Nick notices, too. Maybe Nick will like the way he looks tonight.
He stares at himself a little longer in the mirror. No, he’s going to be turned off if anything. Kurt’s not even trying and he looks better than I do. “I look like a scene surfer.”
Kurt stands behind him, smiling excitedly, not able to hear the negative comments Jeff’s giving himself in his head. “I’d say more like a surfer Barbie.”
“You mean Ken?”
Kurt shakes his head. “Well, you have really blond hair, and you look more like Barbie than Ken anyway, so, no. Sorry.”
They hear Finn open the door, so Kurt hurriedly shoves them out of Kurt’s room so Jeff will be standing at the top of the stairs when Nick comes in the house. It’ll be like a fairy tale or really, nothing like one at all. If Prince Charming drooled when Cinderella walked down the stairs, and then fucked her against the wall, then yeah, this would be Kurt’s version of a fairy tale. He wants that scenario to happen tonight for Jeff.
Jeff’s nervous and he knows that he shouldn’t be purposely trying to play games, but he’s been feeling really unsure of where he stands with Nick, so hopefully he’ll find out now.
Nick and Blaine walk in, and Kurt filled Blaine in earlier that him and Jeff went to the mall to get Jeff new clothes. Knowing Kurt, Blaine already has a pretty good idea what’s up, but he hasn’t said anything to Nick out of respect for his boyfriend’s mischief.
Nick looks up the stairs and first sees Jeff’s legs wrapped tightly in jean material, and then, as even more of a surprise, he sees Jeff’s not even looking at him. He’s looking down and texting on his phone as Kurt walks down the stairs to greet them. Why aren’t you staring at me with hopeful eyes like you always do?
Jeff is secretly hesitating at the top of the stairs, but then he comes down a moment later and smiles, giving Nick a small half hug. “Hey,” he says calmly.
Nick stares back at him and smirks a little, tilting his head. “Hey?” That’s it?
Jeff pretends to look confused and furrows his eyebrows slightly. “Yeah?”
Kurt comes over and hugs Nick tightly, however, not tightly enough to knock the boy out of his current interest. “Hiii... Alright, guys...” He lets go, and Nick doesn’t even pay attention to how good of a hug Kurt gave him. He stares back at Jeff who’s staring at Finn with interest. Or really, Finn just told Jeff that his hair looked nice, so that’s why Jeff’s smiling and talking back to him.
Finn has never cared about Jeff’s hair before. Why the fuck did he say that just now? What happened today?
Secretly smirking at Nick’s look of frustration, Kurt leads them down the stairs, explaining that they have to kill two bottles of tequila before morning. They think they can definitely do it.
---
Everyone is plastered except Finn who’s sitting on the couch watching Monsters, Inc. in the basement. Jeff is sitting behind the couch, playing Scrabble with the other three boys, and Kurt keeps drunkenly smirking at how much Nick hasn’t been paying attention to him all night. The fact that he chose Jeff’s pants makes him feel ten times better than getting less attention from his favorite admirer (other than Blaine, of course).
Nick looks over at Jeff after he makes an impressive thirty-six point word. “Nice one.”
“Thanks.” He sees Nick giving him ‘the look’, and it’s especially awesome because it’s a drunken version of ‘the look’, which means he could get sex a lot sooner if he wanted to, but he doesn’t want to have sex. He just wants Nick to want to have sex with him. There’s a big difference.
Nick doesn’t know that Jeff’s thinking this however; he just thinks that if he crawls over to him and puts a hand on his thigh that he can turn his boyfriend into a blonde blushing mess. He gets on his knees, ignoring his turn of Scrabble, and sits down by Jeff. “Hey.”
When Jeff feels a hand on his thigh, he pretends to have to get up to pour himself more to drink. He knows that even though he’s pretending to not be interested in the Hand of Nick that was on him for a brief moment, if he waited any longer, Nick would have him on his knees somewhere in the basement. He can’t give in yet. (Yet implies that he already knows he’ll give in, but he can’t right now, not yet.)
He’s extremely trashed, but his mind is finally trying to be nice to him and let him not be reduced to a messy puddle just from seeing Nick’s smile. It’s unhealthy. He needs to be healthy. Maybe sobering up would help with that, just maybe.
He looks over at Finn as he’s in the middle of pouring his drink and almost spills the bottle of tequila all over the floor. He should definitely sober up, but no. He quickly throws his head back and downs a shot before wobbling over to Finn on the couch. He plops down and smiles at Finn when he smiles over at him.
Hi, Kurt’s step-brother. Finally someone that’s taller than me...
Jeff remembers earlier that Finn complimented his hair, so he decides thanking him again would be the right thing to do. “Thankssomuch fer liking my hair. I like you, too.”
Finn laughs and makes more room for Jeff on the couch, amused by Jeff’s bloodshot eyes and rosy cheeks. “Hey, you’re welcome, Jeff. I meant it.”
Aw, he meant it? He’s so hot. He should mean to be hot, too.
He tests his luck of Sex Riot Night and leans his head on Finn’s shoulder, letting himself melt into the couch, feeling drunk enough for two people. Finn smiles and rests his head on Jeff’s head for a moment before leaning back up and watching the movie. He thinks all of Kurt’s Warbler friends are really cool, and even though he doesn’t really know Jeff, he sure is a nice kid.
Jeff inwardly grins over the feeling of Finn’s head on his own for that one moment, getting the overwhelming urge to be held by him. He wonders what Nick will do, if he’ll even pay attention. It’s time.
“Fiiinnnnn... Finnycakes... FFFFFunnel cakes. Oh my gosh, I want a funnel cake.”
Finn laughs and turns his head slightly to try to stare down at Jeff’s head on his shoulder. He definitely thinks that Jeff is the best looking guy in the room, you know, if he had to choose for some reason. …Finn can think a guy’s sexy if he wants. He has a girlfriend. Rachel would probably encourage him to be open-minded about a guy’s sexiness, anyway. Definitely. Jeff’s just cool and seems the most likely to know how to surf. Finn wants to learn how to surf, even though he’s never even been to an ocean. That’s why Jeff seems cool, obviously.
But maybe he doesn’t really know Jeff and maybe this would look bad to someone named Nick, seeing his boyfriend leaning into him and laughing loudly at the movie.
“I love this movie. Shrek’s really good, too, Finnel. Do you like the donkey? The donkey’s my favorite. Eddie Murphy is so hilarious. And Cameron Diaz is hot; her character isn’t too bad looking, either. Nick hates her, but I don’t. I give everyone a fair chance.”
Wait, Jeff’s gay, how can he think a woman’s hot? Is that possible? And what? Why's he talking about Shrek? This is Monsters, Inc.
Nick comes over and stands near the TV, trying his best not to glare at the scene of Jeff leaning into Finn. Not that Finn would ever like Jeff to the extent that Jeff would need to be liked in the bedroom, but what the fuck is he doing?
“Hey, Jeff, I think Finn wants to watch his movie in peace.”
Jeff starts pouting and slouches on the couch. “But we’re watching it together. You can watch it together, too, if you want.”
Nick just mumbles something about finishing his Scrabble game with Kurt and Blaine and heads back behind the couch.
Is he mad at me? What the fuck did I do?
He decides texting is a better option than trying to talk to Jeff who’s not even three feet in front of him.
Hey, why don’t you come behind the couch? I want to talk to you.
y?? im watching monssers inc.,
You look really great tonight. I want to tell you over here.
Jeff uses all of his energy to sit up on the couch and turn his neck around to glance at Nick really quick before texting back. U DON’T LIKE CAMERNO DIAZ. WHAT CAN U POSISBLY SAY??
Fuck. Why do I want him? His texting is god awful.
Nick takes matters further into his own hands and stands up, ignoring his turn at Scrabble and leaning against the couch. He gently strokes Jeff’s hair from behind, making the other boy snap his head back to see who’s touching his hair. Jeff smiles and leans his head into Nick’s hand. Nick leans his head in and whispers, “You look so good tonight, baby. Come over here, please?”
Jeff blushes when he feels Nick’s lips hovering over his ear lobe and stands up, coming around the couch to follow Nick over to a dark corner.
Kurt smiles and takes this opportunity to circle his score of 138. “I win! Game over. Hey, Blaine, come help me upstairs real quick.”
Blaine furrows his eyebrows and mumbles something about only being twelve points behind Kurt, but he follows him anyway.
The last thing Kurt sees is Nick putting his hand on Jeff’s thigh and leaning in to kiss him against the wall.
My name isn’t Kurt Elizabeth Hummel for nothing. Fairy tales and shit are my specialty.
---
On the way up the stairs, Blaine’s checking Kurt’s ass out the entire time. Another one of Kurt’s specialties is knowing when someone is checking his ass out, so he silently reaches behind himself to grab Blaine’s hand and leads him up to the kitchen and then up the other flight of stairs to his room.
They haven’t been spending much time together since both of them got jobs, unfortunately. Blaine usually works eight hour shifts until 11:30 PM, and by that time he’s already really tired and Kurt’s getting ready for bed, having to get up at 7 AM for his job at the candle store.
Luckily, they both have the day off tomorrow, so they intend to spend the entire day together after Nick and Jeff leave.
Once they get in his room, before Kurt can shove Blaine onto the bed, Blaine’s grabbing him by the hips and pulling him towards him. “Hey,” he says in a deeper voice than normal-a deeper voice that always makes Kurt want to sex him up.
It’s the little things that Blaine does that turn Kurt on. Most of the time he wants to kill him, but like right now when he’s barely talking and all he’s doing is wanting Kurt, it makes Blaine very, very sexy and appealing.
It also makes Blaine seem sexy when Kurt realizes that Blaine could have put him in Jeff’s position. He could have gone out with Kurt, taken his virginity, and been everything Kurt wanted until the time came where Blaine just couldn’t like him anymore. Now, though, Blaine wants to be with him. Like right now, when he’s drunkenly going around Kurt’s room lighting candles, Kurt believes he’s not in any rush to ravish him. Sure, he better want to ravish the fucking shit out of him, but they don’t have to do it right this second. Blaine’s going to know Kurt for his entire life whether he likes it or not. Desperate and needy sex doesn’t have to pay a visit every time they’re drunk (just most of the time).
Kurt giggles and runs the ten steps over to him, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist from behind. “Stop lighting candles, it’ll get too hot.”
Blaine smirks and turns around in his arms, putting a hand on Kurt’s arm. “It’ll get too hot, regardless.”
Kurt nods and smiles. “Right.” He slowly leans in and kisses him, bringing his hand up to caress Blaine’s cheek. “Hey, can I tell you something private and you promise not to tell anyone?”
Blaine grins and leans into him further, waiting anxiously for what he has to say. Kurt stares back at Blaine’s drunken puppy eyes, his stomach doing flip-flops when Blaine presses closer to him. He leans his mouth to his ear and whispers “I love you”.
Blaine’s grin gets wider as he feels light kisses going down his neck. “It’ll be our little secret,” he whispers back.
They take each other’s clothes off and stand naked in front of each other. It’s not like this is the first time they’ve done this, but standing naked in front of anyone with candlelight can make you feel vulnerable, especially when your intention is to have sex with said person.
Kurt leans further into him when Blaine starts grinding their hips together. Feeling him getting hard against his thigh makes Kurt moan softly into the crook of Blaine’s neck. Blaine grabs his ass and presses him closer, grinding harder into him. Kurt gasps and reaches his hands to grab at Blaine’s shoulders when he does. He leans into his ear, sucking gently on his earlobe. “I am so sexually attracted to you.”
Feeling Kurt’s breath on his ear causes him to shiver, and blushingly, he brings a hand up to rub Kurt’s back. “You’re fucking gorgeous,” he whispers back.
It’s Kurt’s turn to blush, and now he’s decided they’ve wasted too much time standing up. He sits down on the bed and waits for Blaine to sit down with him. Blaine smiles and puts a hand on Kurt’s cheek before he kisses him. “I know what you did.”
Kurt immediately pulls back and stares at him. Oh GOD. Nick did NOT tell you what we did on his hammock. It was a fucking hammock! He made pancakes! I couldn’t help it, really...
“What?”
Blaine smirks and pushes Kurt down on the bed, getting on top of him and resting his palms above Kurt’s head. “You helped Jeff out. You probably took him to the mall to get new clothes just so Nick would pay more attention to him than you.”
Oh, thank god.
This is the first time Kurt’s aware of Blaine’s awareness. He forgets sometimes that Blaine writes and has emotions and actually observes Kurt in his Kurtian ways. Interesting. “Um, what? No, that’s not what happened...”
Blaine smirks and raises an eyebrow. “Oh, yeah? It was all Jeff’s idea to look hot for Nick tonight?”
Kurt smiles and nods up at him, still freaking out about the idea of Blaine potentially knowing that Nick was grinding against him on the hammock.
Blaine nods again, rubbing his hip with his thumb. “Right, I thought so, too.” He leans down and kisses Kurt’s cheek, bringing his lips down just a bit further to press a gentle kiss to his lips.
Stop being so sweet to me, please.
Kurt can’t have sex with him while feeling guilty about things he did with Nick that one day. He strokes Blaine’s arm lightly. “Hey, Blaine?”
Blaine pulls a sheet over them so they’re under the covers now. “Yes, Kurt?”
He looks away as he catches Blaine smiling at him. “...Just so you know, you always come first.”
Blaine sighs gently and smiles down at him, rubbing his thumb gently against his cheek. It still makes Kurt blush when Blaine stares at him like this. “...I know Nick still likes you.”
“...What?”
Blaine laughs at his lack of ability to lie. “Any guy that wouldn’t spend every minute of his life trying to get into Jeff’s pants is obviously a guy that’s still secretly trying to get into yours. The only reason Nick’s paying attention to Jeff tonight is because you probably told him what to wear and how to act. You told him to act like you, Kurt.”
Kurt scoffs. “I do not wear ripped faded jeans, thank you very much. And maybe Jeff just realized that he has to let down the ‘I only have eyes for you’ bit. It turns a guy off when he knows you’d do anything to keep him. They need challenges.”
“Do you need a challenge, Kurt? Am I too easy for you?”
Kurt looks Blaine over, a playful smirk slowly spreading over his face as he looks up at him. “Well… You are naked and on top of me. Obviously you’re not too hard to get in bed.”
Blaine immediately gets off the bed and stands over by the wall. “Oh, gosh, where am I? Is this your room, Kurt?” He looks down at himself in surprise. “Wow! I’m naked. This is strange. I best be getting my clothes on... This is quite an embarrassing situation. Please pardon my semi-erect member. I’m sure it’ll go down momentarily...”
Kurt looks at him like he’s insane. “Are you fucking serious? Get over here.” He whines as Blaine starts putting his clothes back on. “Noooo! Goddammit, Blaine! I was talking about Jeff, not you! You are such a challenge...”
Blaine just puts his boxers on and plops down on the floor by Kurt’s bed. He shrugs. “The game just got harder. Tough luck.”
Kurt stares at him dumbfounded. After a few moments of no movement from the other boy, he decides to start masturbating on his bed, knowing it’ll get Blaine to come back over if he’s not being too stubborn. He starts stroking himself, getting harder when he sees Blaine’s watching now. Blaine walks back, kneeling down by the bed, and moves Kurt’s hand away as Kurt’s palms press into the bed as he feels Blaine jerking him off.
Then he feels Blaine’s mouth working over him. His head almost involuntarily tilts back as he moans. “Fuck, that feels so nice.”
With his heart beating fast and his head moving slower, he just feels Blaine’s mouth pull off him, and soon he’s feeling a condom being rolled on himself as Blaine gets back on the bed. He puts his knees on either side of Kurt, leaning his ass down so he can feel Kurt’s cock pressing against him. “God, you’re so hard.”
Kurt puts his hands on Blaine’s hips and then reaches his fingers back to grab his ass, feeling Blaine press himself down on him. Blaine moans as he feels Kurt push into him. Kurt decides it’s his turn for dirty talk, since he hasn’t been the one to do this in a while.
“That’s it, baby. You’re perfect.”
Blaine moans louder as Kurt starts going a little harder. Likewise, he hasn’t been on the receiving end in a while, like a long while, so feeling Kurt going harder and being in control of Blaine’s body, even the thought alone, makes him want to come everywhere.
“How’s it feel, baby?”
Hearing Blaine moan, whine, and curse under his breath is basically the best thing since sliced bread to Kurt. He pounds into him, making Blaine come first all over his stomach and somewhat on Kurt’s, and then it only takes a few more thrusts until Kurt’s body is relaxing and he lets go of Blaine’s hips. Blaine pulls off him and lies down, putting his head on one of Kurt’s pillows.
Kurt sits up and takes the condom off with a few tissues, cleaning himself off the best he can and then hands the tissue box over to Blaine. He tries to remind himself that in the morning he needs to take the trash out before his dad gets home.
----
In the morning, Kurt goes downstairs to see Jeff and Nick sleeping on the couch with just a blanket, Nick’s hair completely messed up. He kicks them and Blaine out at seven and then spends an hour cleaning the house up with Finn. A little after eight, Burt and Carole get home and go upstairs to unpack their things from Carole’s sister’s house as Kurt starts making breakfast for everyone. His plans for the day are to watch TLC until 4 PM when he and Blaine are supposed to meet back up.
While he’s waiting for the toast, Kurt decides he can’t wait to ask Jeff how the night went, so he texts him. Jeff tells him that Nick gave him a blowjob in the corner and that he’s sorry for doing anything sexual at Kurt’s house even though he gave him permission to do so.
Kurt smirks at the text as Burt comes down the stairs. He stares up at his dad when he sees Burt’s staring hard at him. Burt puts Kurt’s trash can on the counter. “Do I need to ask?”
Kurt stares at the used condom that’s just sitting on top. He thought last night that he buried it in the trash, but...
He feels terrified and disgusted all in one. Dropping his phone on the table, he stares at the trash can in horror, unable to look up. “...Ask what?”
“What’s this doing in here?”
Kurt’s aware of how hard his heart’s pounding. “...”
“I thought you told me you weren’t going to do anything like this until you graduated. Now, I know that’s unrealistic, but Kurt, I-”
Kurt interrupts, hoping to save himself. “Yeah, Dad, it is unrealistic of you to think that. It’s... just sex. We’re using protection, and we love each other. I know I matter and that Blaine matters. We both matter, I get it.”
Burt just looks at him. “I’m not trying to embarrass you or get on your case about it, and yeah, you’re using protection, that’s great. But you didn’t need to lie to me about it to me, Kurt. That’s what I’m upset about.”
Kurt blushes. “You didn’t really expect me to tell you that I’m--with Blaine... It’s just, I didn’t think you’d understand.”
Burt almost looks hurt. “I understand pretty well, don’t you think? I mean, if you don’t remember all the late night crying sessions we’ve had over how much you love Blaine-I get it, Kurt. You’re older now; you’re supposed to be making your own decisions, but you’re still just a kid. You still need your dad, and you always will, whether you can believe it or not.”
Kurt picks his phone up to make sure he won’t try to read his text messages now. “I believe it, Dad. I just… felt weird telling you. It’s nothing personal, really. ...Are you mad?”
“No, I said I wasn’t. I’m not. ...But we should talk about it soon, or when you’re ready. I know I don’t know about that stuff, but just because it’s two guys doesn’t mean there isn’t an emotional side to all this, Kurt.”
“...Dad, I know. Trust me, I know.”
“Do you?”
“...I guess? I don’t know. I feel fine about it.”
Burt sits down at the kitchen table and raises an eyebrow at him. “Well, since you’re fine with it, I guess I should tell you that I don’t want it happening in the house. Blaine’s not allowed in your room anymore.”
This is so awkward.
“Dad. I know this is your house, and okay, sure, Blaine won’t go in my room anymore, but since we already are, it means we’re not going to stop. Okay? And unless you want me wasting all my money on motel rooms or being rude at parties and taking beds there, it’d really be more efficient if you just let it happen when you’re not at home. That’s what I’ve been doing, to be completely honest.”
Don’t cock-block me, father. It’s been happening for almost a year now and you never noticed, so...
Burt just sighs. “Well, I guess I had a feeling you were, but-is Finn?”
“Dad...”
“Okay, okay. You guys don’t’ have to tell me. Just… be careful, okay? And--”
“I’ll pretend that you never said I could have sex when you’re not home so Blaine still thinks we have to be secret about it.”
“...Alright. Good.”
Kurt nods and is about to walk out of the kitchen, but before he can...
“Oh, by the way, Kurt, since you two are becoming more of a couple, there won’t be sharing a dorm room anymore.”
Kurt rests his hand on the counter and tries not to overreact. “Dad! No, you can’t! Why?!”
Don’t tell him everything. Don’t tell him everything... Don’t tell him you were having sex last year or that you drink or that you’ve had sex with Nick and that Nick drinks and has sex with Jeff and that you just had an amazing orgasm last night. Oh god. Why am I thinking about that in front of my dad? Fuck.
Blaine was so hot though. He will never not be allowed to ride my cock again.
Kurt brings up the points about how they’ll have sex anyway and how they could just sleep at each other's dorms, and that the only way to try to separate them is make Kurt go to a different school.
“I’d like to talk to Blaine’s parents about this, but since I know that they’re maybe not as understanding as I am, maybe you should just think about next year then. What if you two get in fights? It’ll be difficult, Kurt. And what if you break up? Eventually, one of you will want to be with someone else and it’ll be hard to see that if you’re living together.
“Just think about it. Maybe talk it over with Blaine, alright?”
Shit.
Kurt has to think about it.
~*~
Kurt and Blaine are hanging out at the park today since Kurt refuses to let Blaine come over anymore when he knows Burt’s home. He knows he’ll try to talk to Blaine about sex, and that’s not something Kurt’s prepared to listen in on.
He brings up the idea of maybe not rooming together next year, but he’s not sure what Blaine wants to do. “Just in case we get in fights or something, you know? It did seem a little stressful last semester.”
Blaine says he wants to room with Kurt. “Even if something bad happens, I want to make sure that it won’t separate us for good.”
Kurt bites his lip and wraps his finger around a piece of grass that he picked off the ground now that they’re sitting down. “But maybe he’s right. ...Wouldn’t it hurt?”
Blaine shrugs. “What could we possibly do that will make us hurt so bad? ...I’m never going to cheat on you, so...”
I’m never going to plan on cheating... You’ll have to talk to Nick...
Kurt looks unsure for a moment, but then he sees the way Blaine’s looking at him, how sure Blaine is of wanting to be with Kurt, and he can’t help but smile. Maybe he can manage to stay committed. Blaine would be worth it. “All right. Let’s stay roommates.”
Part 5
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So, that's part 4! Next part will be the wedding and then some other stuff, all of it leading more towards the final part. (Yes, it is finally ending.)
Before I actually write part 6 though, I'm wondering who would all be interested in a college sophomore sequel. I already have all the plans for one, but that's just because I suck at concentrating on only one story.
We could have gone from freshman year right to sophomore, but since it's summer (for my part of the world, anyway), I wanted to show you guys more of what NBJK do when they're not in school. It maybe didn't work as well as I hoped, but they needed to ride horses somehow. Know what I'm sayin'?
So, yeah. If there is a sophomore sequel, it'll be written more like GROT21C was, with actual chapters flowing better together and way more angst and disaster. To give you an idea of what would happen:
-Blaine starts smoking marijuana and partying (for a reason untold)
-Nick joins a frat
-Kurt makes a new friend
-Jeff starts a band with David and some other ex-Warblers
-They all grow up and learn, tada
How does that sound? Suggestions? Comments? Decide for me!
Link to poll that everyone should take, yes. I love you.
Rating: NC-17 (NC-17 for this part. We did it, guys!)
Spoilers: Up to 2x15
Warnings: College (summer vacation) AU, major Klaine, major Niff, some Nurt, Jurt, Blick bromance, explicit sex, strong language, underage drinking, angst, inside horse jokes
Word Count: 5,575
Summary: The summer after Kurt and Blaine's first year of college is filled with bonfires, sexual bickering, summer jobs, horseback riding lessons, a wedding, and above all else, romance.
Chapter Summary: It's a Jeff Galven Sex Riot in the works. Kurt and Blaine have sexy time, and then complications are quickly floating to the surface.
A/N: This story is part of an ongoing series that started with Great Romances of the 21st Century. It takes place at the beginning of summer, right after Kurt, Blaine, and Jeff come home from their first year of college (and Nick from his second year). A summary of GROT21C for those who want to read a summer fic but would rather not read 60K to catch up. (It's like SparkNotes for fic!)
star55 and teaboytoaliens beta this story and my life.
Songs for this chapter: "Poker Face" by Lady Gaga
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
June 2014
Operation: Make Jeff Galven A Sex Riot.
Kurt’s driving him and Jeff back from the mall. They went shopping-shopping for the operation. Jeff’s still in his plaid shorts and an Abercrombie & Fitch shirt, sitting in the passenger seat, and Kurt’s trying not to vomit all over himself. He thinks that as soon as they get Jeff into the clothes he made him buy, Nick will get a boner. The biggest. It’s on.
Jeff looks at himself in the rear view mirror and makes a face. “I don’t feel like a sex addict, Kurt.”
Kurt drives onto the freeway, sighing after he merges into the lane. “No, a sex riot, Jeff. I’m a sex addict and a sex riot, we’re just trying to make you a riot, so Nick appreciates you more.”
Jeff sighs and feels the two bags of clothes at his feet. Kurt made him get them so next time Nick sees him, he’ll want him and not Kurt. It’s not a fail-proof plan, but he also just likes hanging out with Kurt. It’s about time he bought new clothes anyway, even if the jeans Kurt made him buy make him want to cry from how tight they feel.
“Him and Blaine are coming over your house tonight, right?”
Kurt nods and puts a CD in his car stereo. “You’re going to look marvelous, Jeffrey.”
As they sit in silence for a few moments, Kurt decides that he wants to build up Jeff’s confidence. He does it the way he knows they both only know how-by singing. The acoustic version of “Poker Face” comes on, and Kurt starts singing.
He told Jeff this trip was all about him looking more appealing to Nick, but really, Kurt knows that after two times of seeing Jeff in nice clothes, he’ll stop caring. Jeff’s too into Nick and Nick’s not into the idea of anyone being too into him. Jeff needs to not give a shit about what Nick thinks and just be a sex riot for himself. Or for Kurt. Kurt likes when his friends are sexy. He likes when Blaine dresses nice, too.
“I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got.”
Jeff smirks and looks out the window as he listens to Kurt singing softly. He’s remembering how good of a singer he thought Kurt was in the Warblers, even though he was a hardcore Vote Blaine for Every Solo kind of guy. Either way though, he wonders why Kurt isn’t in the theater department up at school. His voice sounds almost perfect for the song and it just makes Jeff want to join in.
“Can’t read my, can’t read my, no, he can’t read my poker face,” Jeff sings a little deeper, but it harmonizes with Kurt’s voice nicely. Kurt smirks and grabs Jeff’s hand over the seat and starts singing louder with him, both boys aware that they’ve stopped trying to sound good and are now barely below yelling the lyrics.
“Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun, and baby, when it’s love, if it’s not rough, it isn’t fun.”
Jeff squeezes Kurt’s hand for a moment before they both start yelling, “I’m marvelous, I’m marvelous, I’m marvelous, so marvelous.” After the song, they both grin at each other and start laughing. Kurt notes that Jeff has really white teeth. Just a nice thing to know for a later date. A date of later.
Don’t make me fall in love with you for knowing Gaga, Galven.
Kurt thinks Jeff might be ready. He’s interested to see what a Jeff Galven Sex Riot would be like. He’d join in.
~*~
Burt and Carole are away for the weekend at Carole’s sister’s house. Finn and Nick bonded last week over Morgan Freeman films, so Finn decided to stay for Kurt’s spontaneous boys only shindig (or really, it’s a “I didn’t tell Rachel and Mercedes that you guys were sleeping over, so just don’t ever tell them what you did on this night or lie if you have to”). Finn still doesn’t drink, but he figures he can beat them all in video games by 1 AM that way.
Jeff and Kurt are in Kurt’s room upstairs getting ready. They hear the doorbell ring, and Blaine texts Kurt to let him know that Nick and he are here. Kurt texts back that Finn will let them in and that he and Jeff will be down in a minute.
Jeff looks in the mirror, flipping his flat-ironed hair to the side. “I don’t know, I think I should have just left it alone. It’s too warm now, I’m going to sweat.”
Kurt shakes his head. “It’s just for tonight. We want you to look like you’ve purposely put thought into your appearance, but then give you the attitude of not caring what you look like, you know? Nick will notice, and if he doesn’t, then he can jerk himself off tonight. Oh, that reminds me, do you think you guys are going to fuck? Because Finn usually sleeps on the couch in the summer, so you guys can sleep downstairs if you want.”
Jeff blushes, shaking his leg a little to make the pants feel less tight. Kurt dressed him in tight faded jeans with intentional rips by the pockets. “Um… I don’t know... probably not? It’s your house, and I’m like, uh, no. That’s weird, no offense to your house. I just... don’t like to.”
Kurt smiles and walks over to him. “You’re adorable, did you know that? But come on, Jeff, I’m giving you permission. My house wants you to have sex in it. Besides, it’s Finn’s room now down there, I don’t really care.”
Jeff laughs a little, blushing still. He stares at himself in the mirror, glad that Kurt let him buy a dark red PacSun t-shirt, because he flat out refused to pay more than twenty-two dollars for a top. He thinks the red makes his hair stand out more, and he’s hoping Nick notices, too. Maybe Nick will like the way he looks tonight.
He stares at himself a little longer in the mirror. No, he’s going to be turned off if anything. Kurt’s not even trying and he looks better than I do. “I look like a scene surfer.”
Kurt stands behind him, smiling excitedly, not able to hear the negative comments Jeff’s giving himself in his head. “I’d say more like a surfer Barbie.”
“You mean Ken?”
Kurt shakes his head. “Well, you have really blond hair, and you look more like Barbie than Ken anyway, so, no. Sorry.”
They hear Finn open the door, so Kurt hurriedly shoves them out of Kurt’s room so Jeff will be standing at the top of the stairs when Nick comes in the house. It’ll be like a fairy tale or really, nothing like one at all. If Prince Charming drooled when Cinderella walked down the stairs, and then fucked her against the wall, then yeah, this would be Kurt’s version of a fairy tale. He wants that scenario to happen tonight for Jeff.
Jeff’s nervous and he knows that he shouldn’t be purposely trying to play games, but he’s been feeling really unsure of where he stands with Nick, so hopefully he’ll find out now.
Nick and Blaine walk in, and Kurt filled Blaine in earlier that him and Jeff went to the mall to get Jeff new clothes. Knowing Kurt, Blaine already has a pretty good idea what’s up, but he hasn’t said anything to Nick out of respect for his boyfriend’s mischief.
Nick looks up the stairs and first sees Jeff’s legs wrapped tightly in jean material, and then, as even more of a surprise, he sees Jeff’s not even looking at him. He’s looking down and texting on his phone as Kurt walks down the stairs to greet them. Why aren’t you staring at me with hopeful eyes like you always do?
Jeff is secretly hesitating at the top of the stairs, but then he comes down a moment later and smiles, giving Nick a small half hug. “Hey,” he says calmly.
Nick stares back at him and smirks a little, tilting his head. “Hey?” That’s it?
Jeff pretends to look confused and furrows his eyebrows slightly. “Yeah?”
Kurt comes over and hugs Nick tightly, however, not tightly enough to knock the boy out of his current interest. “Hiii... Alright, guys...” He lets go, and Nick doesn’t even pay attention to how good of a hug Kurt gave him. He stares back at Jeff who’s staring at Finn with interest. Or really, Finn just told Jeff that his hair looked nice, so that’s why Jeff’s smiling and talking back to him.
Finn has never cared about Jeff’s hair before. Why the fuck did he say that just now? What happened today?
Secretly smirking at Nick’s look of frustration, Kurt leads them down the stairs, explaining that they have to kill two bottles of tequila before morning. They think they can definitely do it.
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Everyone is plastered except Finn who’s sitting on the couch watching Monsters, Inc. in the basement. Jeff is sitting behind the couch, playing Scrabble with the other three boys, and Kurt keeps drunkenly smirking at how much Nick hasn’t been paying attention to him all night. The fact that he chose Jeff’s pants makes him feel ten times better than getting less attention from his favorite admirer (other than Blaine, of course).
Nick looks over at Jeff after he makes an impressive thirty-six point word. “Nice one.”
“Thanks.” He sees Nick giving him ‘the look’, and it’s especially awesome because it’s a drunken version of ‘the look’, which means he could get sex a lot sooner if he wanted to, but he doesn’t want to have sex. He just wants Nick to want to have sex with him. There’s a big difference.
Nick doesn’t know that Jeff’s thinking this however; he just thinks that if he crawls over to him and puts a hand on his thigh that he can turn his boyfriend into a blonde blushing mess. He gets on his knees, ignoring his turn of Scrabble, and sits down by Jeff. “Hey.”
When Jeff feels a hand on his thigh, he pretends to have to get up to pour himself more to drink. He knows that even though he’s pretending to not be interested in the Hand of Nick that was on him for a brief moment, if he waited any longer, Nick would have him on his knees somewhere in the basement. He can’t give in yet. (Yet implies that he already knows he’ll give in, but he can’t right now, not yet.)
He’s extremely trashed, but his mind is finally trying to be nice to him and let him not be reduced to a messy puddle just from seeing Nick’s smile. It’s unhealthy. He needs to be healthy. Maybe sobering up would help with that, just maybe.
He looks over at Finn as he’s in the middle of pouring his drink and almost spills the bottle of tequila all over the floor. He should definitely sober up, but no. He quickly throws his head back and downs a shot before wobbling over to Finn on the couch. He plops down and smiles at Finn when he smiles over at him.
Hi, Kurt’s step-brother. Finally someone that’s taller than me...
Jeff remembers earlier that Finn complimented his hair, so he decides thanking him again would be the right thing to do. “Thankssomuch fer liking my hair. I like you, too.”
Finn laughs and makes more room for Jeff on the couch, amused by Jeff’s bloodshot eyes and rosy cheeks. “Hey, you’re welcome, Jeff. I meant it.”
Aw, he meant it? He’s so hot. He should mean to be hot, too.
He tests his luck of Sex Riot Night and leans his head on Finn’s shoulder, letting himself melt into the couch, feeling drunk enough for two people. Finn smiles and rests his head on Jeff’s head for a moment before leaning back up and watching the movie. He thinks all of Kurt’s Warbler friends are really cool, and even though he doesn’t really know Jeff, he sure is a nice kid.
Jeff inwardly grins over the feeling of Finn’s head on his own for that one moment, getting the overwhelming urge to be held by him. He wonders what Nick will do, if he’ll even pay attention. It’s time.
“Fiiinnnnn... Finnycakes... FFFFFunnel cakes. Oh my gosh, I want a funnel cake.”
Finn laughs and turns his head slightly to try to stare down at Jeff’s head on his shoulder. He definitely thinks that Jeff is the best looking guy in the room, you know, if he had to choose for some reason. …Finn can think a guy’s sexy if he wants. He has a girlfriend. Rachel would probably encourage him to be open-minded about a guy’s sexiness, anyway. Definitely. Jeff’s just cool and seems the most likely to know how to surf. Finn wants to learn how to surf, even though he’s never even been to an ocean. That’s why Jeff seems cool, obviously.
But maybe he doesn’t really know Jeff and maybe this would look bad to someone named Nick, seeing his boyfriend leaning into him and laughing loudly at the movie.
“I love this movie. Shrek’s really good, too, Finnel. Do you like the donkey? The donkey’s my favorite. Eddie Murphy is so hilarious. And Cameron Diaz is hot; her character isn’t too bad looking, either. Nick hates her, but I don’t. I give everyone a fair chance.”
Wait, Jeff’s gay, how can he think a woman’s hot? Is that possible? And what? Why's he talking about Shrek? This is Monsters, Inc.
Nick comes over and stands near the TV, trying his best not to glare at the scene of Jeff leaning into Finn. Not that Finn would ever like Jeff to the extent that Jeff would need to be liked in the bedroom, but what the fuck is he doing?
“Hey, Jeff, I think Finn wants to watch his movie in peace.”
Jeff starts pouting and slouches on the couch. “But we’re watching it together. You can watch it together, too, if you want.”
Nick just mumbles something about finishing his Scrabble game with Kurt and Blaine and heads back behind the couch.
Is he mad at me? What the fuck did I do?
He decides texting is a better option than trying to talk to Jeff who’s not even three feet in front of him.
Hey, why don’t you come behind the couch? I want to talk to you.
y?? im watching monssers inc.,
You look really great tonight. I want to tell you over here.
Jeff uses all of his energy to sit up on the couch and turn his neck around to glance at Nick really quick before texting back. U DON’T LIKE CAMERNO DIAZ. WHAT CAN U POSISBLY SAY??
Fuck. Why do I want him? His texting is god awful.
Nick takes matters further into his own hands and stands up, ignoring his turn at Scrabble and leaning against the couch. He gently strokes Jeff’s hair from behind, making the other boy snap his head back to see who’s touching his hair. Jeff smiles and leans his head into Nick’s hand. Nick leans his head in and whispers, “You look so good tonight, baby. Come over here, please?”
Jeff blushes when he feels Nick’s lips hovering over his ear lobe and stands up, coming around the couch to follow Nick over to a dark corner.
Kurt smiles and takes this opportunity to circle his score of 138. “I win! Game over. Hey, Blaine, come help me upstairs real quick.”
Blaine furrows his eyebrows and mumbles something about only being twelve points behind Kurt, but he follows him anyway.
The last thing Kurt sees is Nick putting his hand on Jeff’s thigh and leaning in to kiss him against the wall.
My name isn’t Kurt Elizabeth Hummel for nothing. Fairy tales and shit are my specialty.
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On the way up the stairs, Blaine’s checking Kurt’s ass out the entire time. Another one of Kurt’s specialties is knowing when someone is checking his ass out, so he silently reaches behind himself to grab Blaine’s hand and leads him up to the kitchen and then up the other flight of stairs to his room.
They haven’t been spending much time together since both of them got jobs, unfortunately. Blaine usually works eight hour shifts until 11:30 PM, and by that time he’s already really tired and Kurt’s getting ready for bed, having to get up at 7 AM for his job at the candle store.
Luckily, they both have the day off tomorrow, so they intend to spend the entire day together after Nick and Jeff leave.
Once they get in his room, before Kurt can shove Blaine onto the bed, Blaine’s grabbing him by the hips and pulling him towards him. “Hey,” he says in a deeper voice than normal-a deeper voice that always makes Kurt want to sex him up.
It’s the little things that Blaine does that turn Kurt on. Most of the time he wants to kill him, but like right now when he’s barely talking and all he’s doing is wanting Kurt, it makes Blaine very, very sexy and appealing.
It also makes Blaine seem sexy when Kurt realizes that Blaine could have put him in Jeff’s position. He could have gone out with Kurt, taken his virginity, and been everything Kurt wanted until the time came where Blaine just couldn’t like him anymore. Now, though, Blaine wants to be with him. Like right now, when he’s drunkenly going around Kurt’s room lighting candles, Kurt believes he’s not in any rush to ravish him. Sure, he better want to ravish the fucking shit out of him, but they don’t have to do it right this second. Blaine’s going to know Kurt for his entire life whether he likes it or not. Desperate and needy sex doesn’t have to pay a visit every time they’re drunk (just most of the time).
Kurt giggles and runs the ten steps over to him, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist from behind. “Stop lighting candles, it’ll get too hot.”
Blaine smirks and turns around in his arms, putting a hand on Kurt’s arm. “It’ll get too hot, regardless.”
Kurt nods and smiles. “Right.” He slowly leans in and kisses him, bringing his hand up to caress Blaine’s cheek. “Hey, can I tell you something private and you promise not to tell anyone?”
Blaine grins and leans into him further, waiting anxiously for what he has to say. Kurt stares back at Blaine’s drunken puppy eyes, his stomach doing flip-flops when Blaine presses closer to him. He leans his mouth to his ear and whispers “I love you”.
Blaine’s grin gets wider as he feels light kisses going down his neck. “It’ll be our little secret,” he whispers back.
They take each other’s clothes off and stand naked in front of each other. It’s not like this is the first time they’ve done this, but standing naked in front of anyone with candlelight can make you feel vulnerable, especially when your intention is to have sex with said person.
Kurt leans further into him when Blaine starts grinding their hips together. Feeling him getting hard against his thigh makes Kurt moan softly into the crook of Blaine’s neck. Blaine grabs his ass and presses him closer, grinding harder into him. Kurt gasps and reaches his hands to grab at Blaine’s shoulders when he does. He leans into his ear, sucking gently on his earlobe. “I am so sexually attracted to you.”
Feeling Kurt’s breath on his ear causes him to shiver, and blushingly, he brings a hand up to rub Kurt’s back. “You’re fucking gorgeous,” he whispers back.
It’s Kurt’s turn to blush, and now he’s decided they’ve wasted too much time standing up. He sits down on the bed and waits for Blaine to sit down with him. Blaine smiles and puts a hand on Kurt’s cheek before he kisses him. “I know what you did.”
Kurt immediately pulls back and stares at him. Oh GOD. Nick did NOT tell you what we did on his hammock. It was a fucking hammock! He made pancakes! I couldn’t help it, really...
“What?”
Blaine smirks and pushes Kurt down on the bed, getting on top of him and resting his palms above Kurt’s head. “You helped Jeff out. You probably took him to the mall to get new clothes just so Nick would pay more attention to him than you.”
Oh, thank god.
This is the first time Kurt’s aware of Blaine’s awareness. He forgets sometimes that Blaine writes and has emotions and actually observes Kurt in his Kurtian ways. Interesting. “Um, what? No, that’s not what happened...”
Blaine smirks and raises an eyebrow. “Oh, yeah? It was all Jeff’s idea to look hot for Nick tonight?”
Kurt smiles and nods up at him, still freaking out about the idea of Blaine potentially knowing that Nick was grinding against him on the hammock.
Blaine nods again, rubbing his hip with his thumb. “Right, I thought so, too.” He leans down and kisses Kurt’s cheek, bringing his lips down just a bit further to press a gentle kiss to his lips.
Stop being so sweet to me, please.
Kurt can’t have sex with him while feeling guilty about things he did with Nick that one day. He strokes Blaine’s arm lightly. “Hey, Blaine?”
Blaine pulls a sheet over them so they’re under the covers now. “Yes, Kurt?”
He looks away as he catches Blaine smiling at him. “...Just so you know, you always come first.”
Blaine sighs gently and smiles down at him, rubbing his thumb gently against his cheek. It still makes Kurt blush when Blaine stares at him like this. “...I know Nick still likes you.”
“...What?”
Blaine laughs at his lack of ability to lie. “Any guy that wouldn’t spend every minute of his life trying to get into Jeff’s pants is obviously a guy that’s still secretly trying to get into yours. The only reason Nick’s paying attention to Jeff tonight is because you probably told him what to wear and how to act. You told him to act like you, Kurt.”
Kurt scoffs. “I do not wear ripped faded jeans, thank you very much. And maybe Jeff just realized that he has to let down the ‘I only have eyes for you’ bit. It turns a guy off when he knows you’d do anything to keep him. They need challenges.”
“Do you need a challenge, Kurt? Am I too easy for you?”
Kurt looks Blaine over, a playful smirk slowly spreading over his face as he looks up at him. “Well… You are naked and on top of me. Obviously you’re not too hard to get in bed.”
Blaine immediately gets off the bed and stands over by the wall. “Oh, gosh, where am I? Is this your room, Kurt?” He looks down at himself in surprise. “Wow! I’m naked. This is strange. I best be getting my clothes on... This is quite an embarrassing situation. Please pardon my semi-erect member. I’m sure it’ll go down momentarily...”
Kurt looks at him like he’s insane. “Are you fucking serious? Get over here.” He whines as Blaine starts putting his clothes back on. “Noooo! Goddammit, Blaine! I was talking about Jeff, not you! You are such a challenge...”
Blaine just puts his boxers on and plops down on the floor by Kurt’s bed. He shrugs. “The game just got harder. Tough luck.”
Kurt stares at him dumbfounded. After a few moments of no movement from the other boy, he decides to start masturbating on his bed, knowing it’ll get Blaine to come back over if he’s not being too stubborn. He starts stroking himself, getting harder when he sees Blaine’s watching now. Blaine walks back, kneeling down by the bed, and moves Kurt’s hand away as Kurt’s palms press into the bed as he feels Blaine jerking him off.
Then he feels Blaine’s mouth working over him. His head almost involuntarily tilts back as he moans. “Fuck, that feels so nice.”
With his heart beating fast and his head moving slower, he just feels Blaine’s mouth pull off him, and soon he’s feeling a condom being rolled on himself as Blaine gets back on the bed. He puts his knees on either side of Kurt, leaning his ass down so he can feel Kurt’s cock pressing against him. “God, you’re so hard.”
Kurt puts his hands on Blaine’s hips and then reaches his fingers back to grab his ass, feeling Blaine press himself down on him. Blaine moans as he feels Kurt push into him. Kurt decides it’s his turn for dirty talk, since he hasn’t been the one to do this in a while.
“That’s it, baby. You’re perfect.”
Blaine moans louder as Kurt starts going a little harder. Likewise, he hasn’t been on the receiving end in a while, like a long while, so feeling Kurt going harder and being in control of Blaine’s body, even the thought alone, makes him want to come everywhere.
“How’s it feel, baby?”
Hearing Blaine moan, whine, and curse under his breath is basically the best thing since sliced bread to Kurt. He pounds into him, making Blaine come first all over his stomach and somewhat on Kurt’s, and then it only takes a few more thrusts until Kurt’s body is relaxing and he lets go of Blaine’s hips. Blaine pulls off him and lies down, putting his head on one of Kurt’s pillows.
Kurt sits up and takes the condom off with a few tissues, cleaning himself off the best he can and then hands the tissue box over to Blaine. He tries to remind himself that in the morning he needs to take the trash out before his dad gets home.
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In the morning, Kurt goes downstairs to see Jeff and Nick sleeping on the couch with just a blanket, Nick’s hair completely messed up. He kicks them and Blaine out at seven and then spends an hour cleaning the house up with Finn. A little after eight, Burt and Carole get home and go upstairs to unpack their things from Carole’s sister’s house as Kurt starts making breakfast for everyone. His plans for the day are to watch TLC until 4 PM when he and Blaine are supposed to meet back up.
While he’s waiting for the toast, Kurt decides he can’t wait to ask Jeff how the night went, so he texts him. Jeff tells him that Nick gave him a blowjob in the corner and that he’s sorry for doing anything sexual at Kurt’s house even though he gave him permission to do so.
Kurt smirks at the text as Burt comes down the stairs. He stares up at his dad when he sees Burt’s staring hard at him. Burt puts Kurt’s trash can on the counter. “Do I need to ask?”
Kurt stares at the used condom that’s just sitting on top. He thought last night that he buried it in the trash, but...
He feels terrified and disgusted all in one. Dropping his phone on the table, he stares at the trash can in horror, unable to look up. “...Ask what?”
“What’s this doing in here?”
Kurt’s aware of how hard his heart’s pounding. “...”
“I thought you told me you weren’t going to do anything like this until you graduated. Now, I know that’s unrealistic, but Kurt, I-”
Kurt interrupts, hoping to save himself. “Yeah, Dad, it is unrealistic of you to think that. It’s... just sex. We’re using protection, and we love each other. I know I matter and that Blaine matters. We both matter, I get it.”
Burt just looks at him. “I’m not trying to embarrass you or get on your case about it, and yeah, you’re using protection, that’s great. But you didn’t need to lie to me about it to me, Kurt. That’s what I’m upset about.”
Kurt blushes. “You didn’t really expect me to tell you that I’m--with Blaine... It’s just, I didn’t think you’d understand.”
Burt almost looks hurt. “I understand pretty well, don’t you think? I mean, if you don’t remember all the late night crying sessions we’ve had over how much you love Blaine-I get it, Kurt. You’re older now; you’re supposed to be making your own decisions, but you’re still just a kid. You still need your dad, and you always will, whether you can believe it or not.”
Kurt picks his phone up to make sure he won’t try to read his text messages now. “I believe it, Dad. I just… felt weird telling you. It’s nothing personal, really. ...Are you mad?”
“No, I said I wasn’t. I’m not. ...But we should talk about it soon, or when you’re ready. I know I don’t know about that stuff, but just because it’s two guys doesn’t mean there isn’t an emotional side to all this, Kurt.”
“...Dad, I know. Trust me, I know.”
“Do you?”
“...I guess? I don’t know. I feel fine about it.”
Burt sits down at the kitchen table and raises an eyebrow at him. “Well, since you’re fine with it, I guess I should tell you that I don’t want it happening in the house. Blaine’s not allowed in your room anymore.”
This is so awkward.
“Dad. I know this is your house, and okay, sure, Blaine won’t go in my room anymore, but since we already are, it means we’re not going to stop. Okay? And unless you want me wasting all my money on motel rooms or being rude at parties and taking beds there, it’d really be more efficient if you just let it happen when you’re not at home. That’s what I’ve been doing, to be completely honest.”
Don’t cock-block me, father. It’s been happening for almost a year now and you never noticed, so...
Burt just sighs. “Well, I guess I had a feeling you were, but-is Finn?”
“Dad...”
“Okay, okay. You guys don’t’ have to tell me. Just… be careful, okay? And--”
“I’ll pretend that you never said I could have sex when you’re not home so Blaine still thinks we have to be secret about it.”
“...Alright. Good.”
Kurt nods and is about to walk out of the kitchen, but before he can...
“Oh, by the way, Kurt, since you two are becoming more of a couple, there won’t be sharing a dorm room anymore.”
Kurt rests his hand on the counter and tries not to overreact. “Dad! No, you can’t! Why?!”
Don’t tell him everything. Don’t tell him everything... Don’t tell him you were having sex last year or that you drink or that you’ve had sex with Nick and that Nick drinks and has sex with Jeff and that you just had an amazing orgasm last night. Oh god. Why am I thinking about that in front of my dad? Fuck.
Blaine was so hot though. He will never not be allowed to ride my cock again.
Kurt brings up the points about how they’ll have sex anyway and how they could just sleep at each other's dorms, and that the only way to try to separate them is make Kurt go to a different school.
“I’d like to talk to Blaine’s parents about this, but since I know that they’re maybe not as understanding as I am, maybe you should just think about next year then. What if you two get in fights? It’ll be difficult, Kurt. And what if you break up? Eventually, one of you will want to be with someone else and it’ll be hard to see that if you’re living together.
“Just think about it. Maybe talk it over with Blaine, alright?”
Shit.
Kurt has to think about it.
~*~
Kurt and Blaine are hanging out at the park today since Kurt refuses to let Blaine come over anymore when he knows Burt’s home. He knows he’ll try to talk to Blaine about sex, and that’s not something Kurt’s prepared to listen in on.
He brings up the idea of maybe not rooming together next year, but he’s not sure what Blaine wants to do. “Just in case we get in fights or something, you know? It did seem a little stressful last semester.”
Blaine says he wants to room with Kurt. “Even if something bad happens, I want to make sure that it won’t separate us for good.”
Kurt bites his lip and wraps his finger around a piece of grass that he picked off the ground now that they’re sitting down. “But maybe he’s right. ...Wouldn’t it hurt?”
Blaine shrugs. “What could we possibly do that will make us hurt so bad? ...I’m never going to cheat on you, so...”
I’m never going to plan on cheating... You’ll have to talk to Nick...
Kurt looks unsure for a moment, but then he sees the way Blaine’s looking at him, how sure Blaine is of wanting to be with Kurt, and he can’t help but smile. Maybe he can manage to stay committed. Blaine would be worth it. “All right. Let’s stay roommates.”
Part 5
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So, that's part 4! Next part will be the wedding and then some other stuff, all of it leading more towards the final part. (Yes, it is finally ending.)
Before I actually write part 6 though, I'm wondering who would all be interested in a college sophomore sequel. I already have all the plans for one, but that's just because I suck at concentrating on only one story.
We could have gone from freshman year right to sophomore, but since it's summer (for my part of the world, anyway), I wanted to show you guys more of what NBJK do when they're not in school. It maybe didn't work as well as I hoped, but they needed to ride horses somehow. Know what I'm sayin'?
So, yeah. If there is a sophomore sequel, it'll be written more like GROT21C was, with actual chapters flowing better together and way more angst and disaster. To give you an idea of what would happen:
-Blaine starts smoking marijuana and partying (for a reason untold)
-Nick joins a frat
-Kurt makes a new friend
-Jeff starts a band with David and some other ex-Warblers
-They all grow up and learn, tada
How does that sound? Suggestions? Comments? Decide for me!
Link to poll that everyone should take, yes. I love you.