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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Blaine_Anderson/Kurt_Hummel
  Character:
      Blaine_Anderson, Kurt_Hummel
  Additional Tags:
      Boypussy, Boypussy_Kurt, Mpreg, Age_Difference, Sugar_Daddy
  Series:
      Part 3 of Closest_to_Magic
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-02-05 Words: 1028
****** Closest to Magic - first time ******
by heavenorspace
Summary
     Powerful exec Blaine has, at 40 years old, met the love of his life.
     He had first glimpsed Kurt at Hummel Tires and Lube, where Blaine had
     arranged to pick up spare parts from Burt for an old car he was
     rebuilding in his spare time. The teenager had been tapping his foot
     impatiently, waiting for the two men to finish talking cars so that
     his father could take him to lunch. Blaine had smiled winningly and
     offered to take them both out as his treat. Anything to spend some
     time around the fascinating creature with the beautiful eyes and
     mile-long legs. Even if it was directly under the nose of the boy’s
     father.
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Pushing into the warm, velvety heat of Kurt’s pussy was a level of bliss Blaine
knew he would never experience anywhere else. And the high, soft sound Kurt had
made when he’d been penetrated was the most beautiful thing Blaine would ever
hear.
Kurt had shown up alone at Blaine’s rented apartment in town, seemingly
straight from school. He had greeted Blaine with a sweet kiss as usual, and
then primly clasped his hands in front of him to announce that he wanted Blaine
to take his virginity. That he couldn’t imagine trusting another man so much,
or feeling loved and adored as much as Blaine clearly loved and adored him.
Blaine had managed to croak out a “darling…are you absolutely sure?” before
launching himself at the boy. He had simply unzipped his trousers, stripped
Kurt of his adorable knickerbockers, and hauled him into the desk. Perhaps not
the most romantic situation but Blaine felt like a man possessed at the thought
of being the first (he prayed, only) man to be inside his beautiful Kurt.
It had taken all Blaine’s willpower and experience to seat himself fully inside
Kurt’s tight body. He was particularly well-endowed, and the rumours he had
heard of boypussies being especially small and tight were certainly true for
Kurt. It was something of a gamble entering the boy without a condom, but they
had agreed Blaine would pull out and finish himself off after Kurt had come.
Kurt had wrinkled his nose so adorably at the tacky feel of the condom, and
Blaine had inwardly patted himself on the back for having been tested just
prior to falling for Kurt. After months of courtship and flirtation, they had
both wanted to feel everything when they were first together.
Even with his stamina, Blaine was already reaching his limit after hushing and
kissing away Kurt’s little pains and discomforts with each deeper thrust and
change of angle. When the boy would start to whine or whimper, Blaine paused to
kiss the sound away or suckle at Kurt’s sensitive nipples to get him wet again.
Kurt’s clit was almost too sensitive to touch. It was pleasurable work, but by
the time Kurt’s long, flexible legs were spread wide and he was taking it
harder, Blaine could feel his balls slapping heavy, tight and urgent against
Kurt’s ass.
Blaine pushed damp hair out of Kurt’s closed eyes, kissing his cheeks and
panting against his neck. With a little cooing noise Kurt opened his eyes and
looked up at his lover.
“Sweetheart,” Blaine said. “Do you think you could come for me soon? You’re so
sexy and you feel so good on my cock. I just don’t know how much longer I can
last.”
Kurt smiled so sweetly then, reaching one hand up to brace against the wall and
the other gripping into Blaine’s suit jacket. With a wiggle of his hips and
throwing his feet even further apart, he whispered, “I’m ready.”
Blaine began to pound against the lush resistance deep inside Kurt’s body. He
knew it probably hurt a little more, but with a slight change in position, he
knew he’d found Kurt’s G spot. The boy’s cries went from soft and breathy to a
piercing rasp being punched out of his lungs with each frantic thrust.
Suddenly, Blaine felt the drag and suction of Kurt’s pussy pulling him deeper,
readying for orgasm. His eyes rolled back in his head as he fought desperately
to keep fucking Kurt through it, a sweet gush of fluid making the slide so much
wetter.
Kurt couldn’t seem to stop, his body rigid and his breath stuttering out in
sharp gasps. Blaine didn’t think he could possibly hold out any longer, and
made to pull out of Kurt’s body.
“No! No don’t!” Kurt’s screech had jolted Blaine so much he had frozen still,
afraid something was wrong. Instead he felt two heels dig into his ass and both
of Kurt’s hands scrabbling painfully at his hair, holding him tight.
“Keep-going-don’t-stop! Blaine! Come-come inside me!” Kurt gasped, thrusting
his own hips up onto Blaine’s cock. “Fill me with—”
It was all Blaine could humanly take. Wrapping his arms around Kurt’s waist, he
angled Kurt’s hips just right and let his hips thrust deep and fast inside the
clenching heat. He felt harder and thicker than he’d ever been in his life, and
Kurt was crying out again and again when they both began to come.
Blaine came so hard it almost hurt, pouring hot and fast while Kurt’s muscles
sucked him in. He was just managing to thrust shallowly through it when he felt
Kurt’s entire body seize around him violently. The walls of his pussy suddenly
seemed to double in pressure and Blaine felt a hot fluid almost forcing him
out. Kurt had gone silent, but his thighs were trembling and his fingers were
clawed tightly into Blaine’s jacket. By the time they could both breathe again,
Kurt was nearly sobbing in relief.
After a moment of coming back to reality, Blaine gently eased his young lover
down onto the desk. He looked between them where they were still connected and
saw that they were both completely drenched. There were even splashes of
wetness down the front of his trousers. Somewhere dimly in the back of his mind
the nagging worry quickly turned into an overwhelmingly triumphant feeling of
having come inside Kurt. Of perhaps giving Kurt his child and making the boy
all his own.
He looked down at his sweet lover, covered in sweat and flushed down to his
navel. He looked so exquisitely beautiful. Blaine could imagine him looking
like that after giving birth to their baby. Tired, but blissful and content.
Kurt slowly opened his eyes and smiled gently. He reached a hand up to Blaine’s
face and traced the laugh lines by his eyes so lovingly. Blaine had all but
forgotten that he was still inside the boy, softening, with a little more come
trickling out.
There was surely trouble to come from what they had done. But in that moment
Blaine didn’t have a care in the world.
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