Author's Notes: Of course Wes and David wanted to know all the details, but Blaine, being a gentleman, would never tell them everything.
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All he told them was that they had fun together and, that he was meeting Kurt again next week.
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He went through the week in a daze, he couldn't concentrate on his classes, he could think of nothing but Kurt all week.
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When Friday finally came around he suddenly became very nervous. He was standing in front of his closet trying to decide what to wear when it hit him: he was going to see Kurt again in a matter of hours. This time he was going alone, so it would just be him and Kurt for the night.
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His heart was racing. Was this what it felt like to go on a first date? He knew what he was doing with Kurt wasn't dating, but he did still feel the need to impress him.
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He picked out his favorite pair of dark highwater pants and a red polo shirt, he wanted to impress Kurt, but he didn't want to look like he was trying too hard.
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He put on a plain black bowtie, because an outfit just wasn't complete without a bowtie, and slipped on his navy boat shoes.
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Satisfied with his outfit, he was ready to go. He was still nervous but also excited. He wasn’t sure what was going to happen tonight, but he was sure he was going to enjoy it.
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It had taken Kurt over an hour to settle on an outfit which was unusual for him. It reminded him of the way he was before his eighteenth birthday when fashion actually mattered to him.
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This was the first time in a long time that Kurt actually felt nervous about going out. He had never felt like this about anyone before, he actually had butterflies.
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He didn't see Blaine’s car when he pulled into the Scandals parking lot. He didn’t really expect to since he had come a bit early.
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He really hoped Blaine would show up. He had seemed keen last week, but Kurt didn't want to get his hopes up.
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He went inside and took a seat at the bar where he could keep an eye on the door.
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After a while he started to regret coming early. Every time the door opened his heart would start to race, but every time he was disappointed when someone else walked in.
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Maybe it would be better for him in the long run if Blaine didn't show up. It was wrong to get attached to hook ups, and this thing with Blaine would undoubtedly end badly for him, it always did, but he couldn't fight the feeling that he needed to see Blaine again.
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Kurt was mentally chastising himself for their last conversation. Why couldn’t he have given Blaine his number? Now he probably thinks Kurt doesn't want to see him again, and they'll never meet again all over a big misunderstanding.
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He forced himself to stop thinking like that. Blaine would come, Kurt knew he would, he had to believe he would.
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The door opened again, and Kurt almost didn't believe his eyes when he saw it was Blaine. Blaine saw him straight away and gave him a wave as he walked over to him.
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“Hi,” He said with a smile.
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“Hi,” Kurt replied, trying to contain his excitement at seeing him. “You look nice.”
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“Thanks,” Blaine said, looking a little uneasy. “So do you.”
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“Do you want a drink?” Kurt asked.
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“No thanks.”
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“Do you want to go somewhere more private?”
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Blaine blushed. “Yeah.”
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*o*~*o*~*o*
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They soon found themselves back in the familiar bathroom. There was a guy already in there washing his hands. Kurt and Blaine pretended to be fixing their hair in the mirror until he left.
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Kurt locked the door and turned back to Blaine, his face taking on a confused expression when he met Blaine's gaze. “Are you sure you want to do this? Because you don't have to.”
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Now Blaine was confused. “Why would you think I don't want to?”
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“I'm just checking because you seem a little unsure,” Kurt said sympathetically.
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“I'm not unsure, I'm just a little nervous,” Blaine assured him.
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“Why?”
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“I don't know what’s going to happen.”
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“What do you want to happen?”
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“What do I want?” Blaine said a little surprised.
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“Of course. It's your call; I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want,” Kurt promised.
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Blaine smiled. “I never thought you would.”
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“So... what do you want to do?” Kurt asked.
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“Can I give you a b-blow job?” Blaine asked, his voice shaking slightly.
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“Of course you can,” Kurt said loosening his belt and admiring the adorable blush on Blaine's cheeks.
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Kurt pulled his jeans and underwear down revealing that gorgeous cock again. Not wanting to kneel on the filthy bathroom floor, Blaine crouched down holding onto Kurt's leg for balance.
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Being at eye level with Kurt's cock gave him a strong urge to lick it. Summoning all his courage, he gave it a quick lick as he would an ice-cream.
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Kurt couldn’t help giggling. “Try just stroking it first, and then when it's fully hard you can use your mouth.”
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“Okay,” Blaine followed his instructions, and it didn't take long for Kurt to get hard. Blaine experimentally took the head into his mouth and sucked hard causing Kurt to let out a low moan.
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Blaine pulled off and looked up at Kurt. “Just warn me when you’re going to...”
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“I know. Swallowing isn't for everyone.”
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Grateful that Kurt understood, he went back to work on getting him off. He took the head back into his mouth and sucked hard again.
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“Remember what I told you about variations?” Kurt said. “Blow jobs aren't just about sucking.”
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Blaine used the hand he wasn’t using for balance to hold Kurt's cock in place while he traced his tongue around the head and into the slit tasting the pre-come there. That seemed to do the trick as Kurt moaned even louder than before.
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Feeling adventurous, Blaine tried to take him in as far as he could. As the head hit the back of his throat he knew it was too much. He pulled off coughing and trying to catch his breath.
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“Don't push yourself,” Kurt said stroking Blaine's hair soothingly. “What you were doing before was perfect.”
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When he caught his breath, he went back to sucking the head and stroking the shaft with his hand, which Kurt seemed to love. At this stage Blaine was achingly hard and unconsciously rubbing his bulge against Kurt's leg.
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It wasn’t long before Blaine felt Kurt pulling his hair. “Blaine... I..”
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He was obviously very close. Blaine pulled off and finished him off with his hand.
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Seeing the look on Kurt's face when he came was enough to set Blaine off too. He pressed his erection into Kurt’s leg once more and came with a shout of Kurt's name. After coming down from his high, he suddenly realized what he'd done. 'Shit.'
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He hoped Kurt hadn't noticed, but, of course, he had. “I've never met anyone that excited by giving a blow job before,” Kurt teased. “But at least you enjoyed yourself.”
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Blaine stood up, his blush giving away his embarrassment. “God, this is uncomfortable,” He said, becoming aware of the sticky mess in his underwear. “Give me a minute,” He went into a stall to clean up.
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Kurt, obviously finding Blaine's embarrassment amusing, started laughing.
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“It's not funny,” Blaine protested.
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“Your reaction is,” Kurt retorted, still laughing.
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After a few minutes Blaine emerged from the stall, still red-faced.
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“You okay?” Kurt asked, holding back his laughter.
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“Yeah,” Blaine said. “Kind of disappointed though. I was looking forward to... that is if you wanted to-”
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“I do,” Kurt interrupted. “And we still can. Let’s just give you some time to recover first. Do you want to get a drink?”
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Blaine nodded. “I'd like that.”
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*o*~*o*~*o*
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They found a table in a less crowded part of the bar so they could talk. Conversation seemed to flow easily, all the awkwardness from earlier was gone. This was the first time they'd really talked about anything other than sex. It was nice.
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It turned out that they had a lot in common. They both loved musicals, a passion Kurt hadn't indulged in far too long. He was too busy dwelling on his misery for so long. Blaine was also the lead vocalist in his school's glee club. Thinking back on it, Kurt's glee club days were the happiest times of his life. It had been so long since he'd felt the joy he felt when he was performing.
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Kurt had never had a relationship like this with anyone before. It was always just sex and then they’d go their separate ways afterwards. No one had ever wanted to get to know him before, and honestly, he didn’t really care to know them either, but with Blaine everything was different.
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Once they'd finished their drinks, they want back to the bathroom to pick up where they left off only to find there were too many people in the bathroom already, so Kurt took Blaine out to his car instead.
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Kurt got him to lie down as much as he could on the back seat. Kurt got in on top of him straddling his legs and started to unzip Blaine's pants.
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As Kurt pulled down Blaine's pants and underwear, he felt Blaine's legs trembling slightly. “Just relax; this is supposed to be fun,” Kurt said, petting Blaine's thighs.
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“I can't help being nervous doing things like this.”
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“You'll get used to it.” Kurt replied as he took Blaine's cock in hand and stroked it to full hardness.
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He closed his lips around the head and sucked. Blaine cried out in pleasure. Kurt, knowing how sensitive Blaine was, held the base of Blaine's cock to prevent him from coming too soon.
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Kurt took him as far down his throat as he could, urging Blaine to thrust up into his mouth. Kurt swallowed around him, and that had Blaine writhing underneath him.
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“Oh my god,” Blaine gasped.
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Kurt decided to stop teasing him and let him come. He removed his fingers from the base of Blaine's cock. Instantly he felt Blaine trying to push his head away, but he had no intention of going anywhere. He sucked hard on the head once more, and that was all it took to have Blaine coming down his throat.
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He couldn't help admiring the blissed out expression on Blaine's face as Kurt tucked him back into his pants.
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“That was amazing,” Blaine sighed. “That thing you did with your throat...”
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“It took a lot of practice before I could do that without gagging,” Kurt smiled.
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“I didn't know you were going to swallow.”
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“I don't usually, but I wanted your first blow job to be as mind blowing as possible,” Kurt opened the door and held his hand out to Blaine.
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“Mission accomplished,” Blaine said as Kurt helped him out of the car.
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They said goodbye with a hug and a promise to meet up again next week. Before they went home, they exchanged numbers. Kurt figured he knew Blaine well enough to know he could be trusted.