Blaine had been hanging out with a few friends at the bowling arcade, growing increasingly nervous over Kurt's absence, when Mr Schue intercepted him on his way to the men's room. Having cornered his target, and keeping an eye out for any witnesses, Schue greeted the clean-cut young man as naturally as possible before they both headed into the bathroom. Will placed his broad palm on Blaine's back, ushering the naïve young man furthering into his doom as the two mused over where Kurt may have disappeared to.
Minutes later, Schue emerged from the room and made a beeline for the exit. He patted his jacket pocket as he strode through the car park, smiling to himself when he felt the tell-tale kicking of Blaine's tiny legs. Then his hand travelled to the front of his pants. And there was that familiar boy-shaped bulge, not kicking but lying limp and defeated, against the shape of William's long cock.
*
"Let him go! You can keep me, I swear, but please let my boyfriend go, Mr Schue! I'll do anything!" Kurt begged in an extra shrill little voice.
Sitting on his couch, Will chuckled to himself over a beer. The two teenagers were huddled on the coffee table, trying to console each other. Since their reunion they'd both been making pleas and promises like this, though Blaine's were much less obliging. He'd been livid when he saw his beloved boyfriend being fished out of their teacher's pants, tangled in stray pubes and smelling of unwashed cock.
"Kurt, Kurt, Kurt. I'll do whatever I like with you either way. Already have, remember? And your boyfriend. Well, he'll either learn some proper respect for his new master, or he'll get an even tougher chore list than you." He said with a smirk. It could just be the beer getting to him, but Will was starting to feel more cocky and horny than ever.
"You'll regret this." Blain murmured through gritted teeth, staring down at the table beneath them. Kurt shushed him, trying to keep his tempermental boyfriend calm.
"The only thing I regret is that I still haven't given you a demonstration of what me and my new boyfriend like to do." Will stood up, the tent of his rising erection standing over the two boys. Kurt shivered, and Blaine held onto him. "Where are my manners?" Will laughed, and Blaine snarled.
"He's my boyfriend! Don't you touch him!" But by the end of his threat, the bravado was already gone fron his voice. Kurt was snatched up easily in Will's hand, and as soon as the teacher's cock was let free, the feminine little beauty was wrapped around it like a monkey on a tree branch.
Will groaned happily, extra loud for Blaine's benefit, while he stroked his massive manhood using Kurt. It took only a few minutes before his breaths were fast and shaky, and he was grunting in the final moments of ecstasy. Blaine's challenging posture had gone limp in that time. His shoulders slumped and his face blank. He stood there, depressed and hopeless, listening to the squeals of his sex-toy ex-boyfriend seconds before a hot rain of jizz came splattering down all over him.
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