Three's Company

Merry Christmas everyone! Consider this my Christmas gift from me to all of you. As always this was edited for me by the wonderful noxlumen so three cheers for her. Enjoy!
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Chapter 9

Lance was the one to spot their next opportunity during his last lesson when he saw Kurt walking past the door of his classroom probably on the way to the toilets. Lance grinned, his eyes lighting up with anticipation as he asked the teacher for a bathroom pass before hurrying down the hall after Kurt.

Kurt was just washing his hands as Lance entered the boy’s bathroom and the taller boy resisted the urge to chuckle at the emotions that flitted across Kurt’s face as he saw him.

Kurt forced his head down. His cheeks started to burn as he tried to discreetly observe Lance through his eyelashes. Heat and guilt spread through him, especially at the friendly smile the taller boy was giving him. Lance couldn’t know that, just a couple of hours ago, Kurt had been under the bleachers with Pietro having....having what? Gott, he didn’t even know the right term for what they’d done!

“Hey there, blue. Been hoping to get a minute alone with you all day.” Lance grinned, striding over to the other boy and wrapping his arms around him, placing a gentle kiss on Kurt’s lips before the German boy even had a chance to react. Kurt could feel a haze settling over him from the feel of Lance’s soft lips moving with slow sensuality over his own. He was that close to just throwing everything aside and returning the kiss before an insistent voice inside his head reminded him that what he was doing was wrong and he had to make it clear to Lance that there could be nothing between them. That and he had to let Lance know that he had cheated, sort of. He and Lance weren’t technically going out but he was positive it wasn’t right to do things with Lance then turn around and do things with Pietro, too.

With a show of willpower he hadn’t been sure he’d be capable of, Kurt forced himself to break away from the kiss, placing his hands on Lance’s broad chest to push the other boy away. Apparently he’d used up all the willpower he had by breaking the kiss, as his hands remained where they were, making no move to push Lance away.

“Please, Lance, ve can’t do zhis. I have somezhing to tell you. I...” Kurt started, steadying himself to do the right thing only to be cut off by Lance.

“Yes we can. Christ, Kurt, it’s been driving me nuts all day, seeing you and not being able to come over to you.” Lance claimed, remembering what Pietro had told him about not allowing Kurt the time to talk and confess anything or say no. He wrapped his arms tighter round Kurt as he spoke, drawing the more slender boy more firmly against him.

“B-but vhy vould you even vant to come over to me?” Kurt stuttered, struggling to hold onto his train of thought as he felt Lance’s hard muscular body against his and he felt Lance’s hands start moving slowly over his back.

“So I could do this!” Lance grinned before swooping down and re-claiming Kurt’s lips forcing his tongue through to tangle with Kurt’s, not allowing the blue furred teen the opportunity to say no.

Kurt’s skin buzzed and his bones melted at the fire and strength behind Lance’s kiss and he couldn’t stop himself from responding. He moaned as Lance’s tongue massaged his own and he felt Lance’s strong hands travel down his back to cup and squeeze the cheeks of his ass. Any will to resist fled, leaving him damning his own weakness as his hands smoothed up Lance’s chest to wrap around Lance’s neck, his fingers tangling in the other boy’s long hair as he leaned into the kiss, giving himself over completely.

Lance fought down the triumphant smirk that wanted to curve his lips as Kurt’s reservations flew out the window. He clutched Kurt’s ass harder pulling the other boys hips into his as he ground his quickly stiffening member against Kurt’s own, earning him a throaty moan. He wanted to strip Kurt naked and fuck his brains out right here and now, but he restrained himself, remembering where he was as his brain reminded him of Pietro’s suggestions. He began to carefully manoeuvre Kurt back towards the stalls, where they wouldn’t immediately be seen by anyone entering the bathroom.

Kurt was too caught up in the way Lance’s kiss made his body soar to notice the other boy’s actions till he felt the cold door to one of the stalls pressing against his back and Lance turned off his hologram. He panted as he broke the kiss. He opened his mouth to ask Lance what he was doing only to have a groan come out instead as Lance began to nibble his neck. He squirmed, sandwiched between the door and Lance’s hard body, his breath coming out in gasping moans as Lance’s large warm hand covered his cock, massaging the now swollen appendage through his jeans.

He couldn’t gather his wits enough to protest as Lance pushed him inside the stall, locking the door behind them. Lance immediately claimed his lips again for another hot demanding kiss and he felt Lance’s body pinning him against the side of the stall.

He broke out of the sexual haze surrounding him a little when he felt Lance’s fingers fiddling with his belt buckle and zipper. He went to protest, only to let out a strangled cry as Lance’s warm hand closed around his hardened cock, giving it a firm squeeze. He trembled and whimpered, pleasure thrumming through his veins as Lance began to pump his elongated shaft with firm smooth strokes. He didn’t hear the sound of Lance’s zipper being lowered over the sounds of pleasure he couldn’t hold back and he blinked dazed lust filled eyes as Lance’s lips moved away and he felt his hand being directed to the gap in Lance’s jeans.

He raised wide eyes to meet Lance’s. He bit his lip hard, his heart thundering in his ribcage, as Lance directed his hand. He saw the request and pleading in Lance’s brown eyes and he couldn’t help but obey. He tentively curled his lightly fuzzed fingers around Lance’s thick, lightly tanned length, drawing it out and beginning to pump. He felt like he was trapped in a dream, like his actions were not his own.

Lance shuddered, a deep groan escaping his throat at the feel of Kurt’s lightly fuzzed hands stroking his cock, the fine peach fuzz tickling and teasing his aching shaft in the most delicious way. He pressed his lips back onto Kurt’s, pushing his tongue through those slightly parted lips. His cock pulsed and throbbed in Kurt’s palm as he stole kiss after luscious kiss from Kurt’s panting mouth. He was trying to keep half an ear out for anyone walking into the room, knowing that they would be able to hear his and Kurt’s activities the second they stepped inside, but it was hard to keep his head together.

They gasped and panted against each other’s mouths as their eager hands worked the others swollen shafts. The part of Kurt’s brain that screamed at him to see sense and stop what he was doing was long gone, totally cast away as he lost himself to the feel of Lance’s large hand stroking his cock. His breath hitched, his heart thudding faster within his chest as electricity spread through him, radiating out of his groin. The world around him faded away as his senses became heightened to the feel of Lance’s strong body against his, Lance’s thick cock filling his palm and the other boy’s slick agile tongue as it explored his mouth.

Lance was going out of his mind. He usually wasn’t one for doing things in semi public places. That was more Pietro’s kink, but he couldn’t deny the arousal that stormed his veins at the lustful moans and whimpers pouring from Kurt’s mouth and the feel of Kurt’s uncertain hand pumping his throbbing erection.

He knew he was getting close but he wanted to watch Kurt go over first. He concentrated, feeling the tingles build up within his palm before letting his powers out to vibrate through Kurt’s cock. Lance drew back from the furious meeting of lips and tongues in favour of watching Kurt’s face in the throes of pleasure. The blue furred boy was undeniably erotic like this, his cheeks flushed purple and his golden eyes alight and burning with arousal as his chest heaved erratically for breath.

Kurt couldn’t take it anymore as he felt the tremors from Lance’s powers passing through his needy member, making it throb with wicked pleasure. It was the last straw as he bucked into Lance’s palm, his eyes squeezing shut with ecstasy, as he tried to hold back his strangled yell of release. His tightening grip around Lance’s shaft was all that was needed to bring the other boy over with him. Kurt’s knees gave out as his body shook and quivered with aftershocks. He knew that he would have collapsed to the floor if it wasn’t for Lance’s heavy form leaning against him and holding him in place.

Lance leaned forwards, resting his forehead against Kurt’s, letting the other boy see the pleasure in his eyes before he brushed his lips gently against Kurt’s, teasingly tracing his tongue over Kurt’s slightly parted lips, breathing in the small hitched breaths that escaped Kurt’s mouth. The tiniest mewl escaped Kurt’s throat at Lance’s light barely there actions. Lance’s chocolate brown eyes filled his vision and the warm sated glow in those eyes made him shiver. He let his own tongue creep out of his mouth to touch Lance’s.

The kiss was unbelievably soft and gentle and unbearably slow, totally at odds with the way Kurt would have expected Lance to kiss. Against his will, he found himself comparing Lance’s kisses with Pietro’s.

Pietro kissed the same way he talked, fast and forceful. He bent you to his will, making your senses buzz with the speed with which he sought out your pleasure spots. His kisses were demanding and lit Kurt’s body up with a fury of fire. Pietro’s kisses made the world spin and his mind twirl dizzily, lost to a cyclone of passion.

Lance’s kisses were maddening by comparison, so much slower. His tongue requested entrance, rather than demanded it. It made heat rise up within at a steady pace, making his body sink into oblivion. Lance’s kisses were drugging and intoxicating, full of heat and possessive control. Strong, yet soft at the same time, as if you could pull away, but why would you ever want to? Lance’s kiss claimed him and made him float.

Kurt let out a shuddering sigh as Lance pulled away from his lips, cutting his musings short. If his eyes had pupils he knew they would be dilated like he was high right now. He swallowed thickly, licking his lips, feeling his chest press more firmly against Lance’s with every shallow breath.

“As much as I hate to leave, I had better get going or the teachers gonna wonder why it took me so long just to go to the bathroom.” Lance grinned, feeling pleased with the entranced look in Kurt’s huge golden eyes. He grabbed a few tissues to clean up the cum that had landed on their stomachs. He forced back the chuckle that bubbled up inside at the dazed way Kurt watched him clean them up.

Kurt was struggling to make his brain work as he felt Lance gently wiping the cum from his fur. The way he did it was almost tender and it made guilt churn in Kurt’s stomach as he was reminded of how he’d already ported home once today to wash the cum from his fur. A stricken expression came to his face and he raised guilty eyes to the other boy who was disposing of the soiled tissues. He was a terrible person. He was meant to be one of the good guys but here he was, not only cavorting with the enemy, but fooling around with the two of them at the same time.

He needed to stop this. He had to confess but he was starting to get scared. If he had confessed earlier, when all he had were kisses to confess to, it wouldn’t have been so bad.

He’d let it go too far. He didn’t want to face the disgust that would be in Pietro’s or Lance’s eyes when they found out that he’d been screwing around with both of them. They would surely hate him, but maybe that’s the way it should be. Then neither of them would want him and he wouldn’t be betraying his team anymore. He closed his eyes steeling himself to tell Lance exactly what was going on.

Lance turned around to see the determined look hardening Kurt’s face. A slight panic swept through him knowing that Kurt was about to do exactly as Pietro had said he would. He saw Kurt’s gold eyes open and his lips part to speak, but before the blue boy could talk Lance lunged forwards, pressing a firm kiss to Kurt’s mouth cutting off the confession that Lance was sure was about to be aired.

Kurt body stiffened, desperately trying to resist Lance’s kiss and do the right thing, but all too soon he found himself giving in and returning the kiss. It felt so good to be kissed, to be touched and held. How was he supposed to give this up?

When Lance pulled away he didn’t give Kurt a second chance to try and speak as he reminded the more slender boy that they should get back to class before darting out of the bathroom. The brunette rock tumbler didn’t relax till he got back to class. The teacher complained about how long it had taken him but he just waved the woman off. He hoped Pietro had some sort of plan, beyond cutting and running, to stop Kurt from confessing because they weren’t going to be able to do this every time or Kurt would get suspicious.

Kurt narrowly escaped getting detention by the time he got back to class. He’d sat in the toilets so long after Lance left feeling awful. It was only the fact that he was an exemplary student that wasn’t prone to skipping that saved him. He felt so ashamed of himself. He knew the longer he left, it the harder it would be, but he couldn’t seem to get the words out. He sighed as he gathered his bag together to go home. Had he always been this weak?

Over the next few days Lance and Pietro continued their attentions towards Kurt. At school they pounced on every opportunity, switching off to get Kurt alone and work the blue furred teen’s body, never allowing him the chance to vent his guilt or refuse their advances. They knew they were going to have to let Kurt in on what was going on soon as it was clear that the German teen was screwing himself up with needless guilt. They just needed to find the right situation to explain to Kurt exactly what they wanted.

Luckily, within a couple of days the ideal situation to solve their problem was practically handed to them on a silver platter.

“Ok, what’s up with you? You’re too cheerful.” Lance accused as Pietro practically bounced as he sat beside him at lunch. He wondered if the other boy had cornered Kurt somewhere, again, for a little fun.

They had been torturing Kurt for a little over a week now and the situation was becoming difficult. Whilst he could see that part of Pietro’s plan was working and the blue furred boy was becoming addicted to what they did to him, he could also see that Kurt was tearing himself apart with guilt. The German boy never said no to either of them. Hell, Pietro had even snuck into the mansion a couple of times to work him over, but Lance was starting to feel a little bad about the way they were doing things. He wanted Kurt, but he wanted to be upfront and tell the blue furred boy that they wanted him, but Pietro kept telling him to wait for the opportune time.

“I was just in social sciences class with Kurt and I’ve got the best news!” Pietro grinned excitedly.

“Pietro, maybe we should just tell him already. I think we’re really starting to mess him up.” Lance sighed, making Pietro scowl at him.

“If you’d shut up for a second you’d know that we are going to tell him.” Pietro snapped impatiently.

“We are?” Lance perked up. Finally, he was beyond ready to move on to the next stage of Pietro’s grand plan.

“Yes! I’ve just had the perfect opportunity handed to me. The teacher has just paired me and Kurt together for a project. It couldn’t be better if I planned it myself.” Pietro laughed, his good humour returning as he remembered the gob smacked expression on Kurt’s face as the teacher had read out the pairings.

“That sounds cool. But how is that going to help us catch him?” Lance asked confused. Whilst he could see how it was a good opportunity for Pietro to get closer to Kurt, he couldn’t see how he came into it.

“I persuaded him to come over to our house tonight to work on the project so that the X-Men don’t know we’re working together. I figured we could get him a little drunk, I could seduce him a bit then you could come in to close the deal.” Pietro announced giddily, already seeing how the scene would go in his mind’s eye.

“And what’s to stop him from flipping out on us when he hears we’ve been playing with him?” Lance said feeling a little sceptical. He’d been hoping for better than this.

“Well that’s partly what the alcohol is for. Make him nice and relaxed and lower his defences. If we work him up enough he’ll be too turned on to place blame. We need to really go for it and seduce him properly. Show him just how good it can be. Come on, Lance, where’s your enthusiasm? If we do this right, you’ll finally get your chance to pop his cherry tonight.” Pietro enticed encouragingly.

A slow smile spread across Lance’s face as it really began to sink in that he could really have claimed Kurt’s fuzzy ass before the day was over. Tonight was the night. They’d take Kurt to the next level and really make him theirs and then they could start in on the next phase and start separating Kurt from the X-Geeks.

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The next chapters the one you’ve all been waiting for. Hands up everybody who wants to see Kurt get laid! The next chapter should be pretty long as i’ll have lots to write about. Kurt’s first time shouldn’t be rushed so yay for lots of hot threesome sex!