For the First Time Pt. 1

"Let's go out tonight." Kurt came up to Blaine who was packing up his backpack before he final bell sounded.
"What do you have in mind?" Blaine asked.
Kurt reached into his back pocket, pulling out two perfectly made fake IDs.
"A raunchy movie? Really Kurt?"
"No. A bar. Rachel's party was fun and I wasn't even drunk. I didn't even take a sip, not that you would remember, your mouth was too busy fooling with Rachel's."
"Are you still holding that against me?"
"I will always hold it against you."
Blaine smiled in response.
"So...do you want to go or not?"
"I'll be at your place around eight."
"I'll be waiting."

That night, right at eight, Kurt heard a knock on the door. "You showed." Kurt said, pretending to be surprised.
"A date that involves fake IDs, liquor, and you, I wouldn't miss it."
"Are you ready?" Kurt asked.
"I was born ready." Blaine said shutting the door behind him.

They drove singing along to every song that came on the radio.
"Let's stop here!" Kurt exclaimed as they neared a small bar.
"This one? Are you sure? It seems...dingy." Blaine stated.
"Positive, now parking the freaking car.

The first thing they noticed as they walked in was that the bar had no women.
The closest thing they had were drag queens who were strutting around on the stage in the front of the bar.

"This is perfect." Kurt exclaimed.
"I...uh, Kurt." Blaine pointed his finger to a tall, husky man sitting at the bar.
"Karofsky." Kurt felt the name stick to his tongue, leaving a bitter taste.
"What are you going to do?"
"What every guy does when he sees the boy that kissed him against his will." Blaine stared blankly at Kurt, searching for an answer.
"Get a beer." Kurt turned on his heel and trotted to the bar.

Kurt placed a five on the wet bar.
"What can I getcha?" The bartender asked him.
"Two beers."
"Aren't you a little young to be in here?"
"No." Kurt replied.
"Let me see your ID, kid." The bartender kept his eyes on Kurt's face.
Kurt placed the card next to the man's hand.
The man surveyed the car, turned, poured Kurt's drinks, then went on serving the other customers.

As Kurt turned to walk back to Blaine, he ran into Karofsky.
"Hummel? That you?" His voice had gotten deeper, Kurt noted.
"Dave. What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm here with my boyfriend if you must know."
"That Anderson kid?"
"That would be the one."
"Well you might want to keep your eyes on him, he seemed to have met some new friends." Karofsky pointed towards Blaine who was surrounded by two males dancing on either side of him.
"Have a good time tonight, Dave."
"You too Hummel."

Kurt dashed over to pull Blaine out of the man sandwich.
"What did you do that for?" Blaine asked.
"Because you were dancing...with other people!"
"It's no biggy." Blaine took a drink out of Kurt's hand and proceeded to sit down.

Within a few hours, Kurt and Blaine had gone through over seventy-five dollars.
"What were you doing with those guys earlier?" Kurt interrogated.
"You were talking to Karofsky, yeah I saw that."
"I bumped into him."
"I bumped into those guys."
"Fine, whatever."

"Hey!" Before Kurt knew it, Blaine was standing on his chair, flagging down a muscular man.
"Blaine! What the hell are you doing ?" Kurt yelled above the music.
"That's Sebastian." Blaine answered in return.
"Sebastian." Kurt repeated mockingly.

"Blaine." Sebastian flirtatiously stroked Blaine's arm.
Could you be any more obvious? Kurt questioned in his mind.
"I need to make an announcement!" Blaine was standing on his chair again.
"Hey! Come up on stage and say it into the mic." A drag queen dressed as Tina Turner, hoisted Blaine's body up onto the stage.
Kurt put his head in his hands.
"This...is Kurt! I love...him! So! Much! Him," Blaine pointed his finger towards Kurt, whose face was now a bright shade of red, "and yeah! I love him! Love! Whoo!"
"Blaine. Get. Down ." Kurt pulled Blaine's hand.
"So this is Kurt?" Sebastian asked Blaine as he checked Kurt out, up and down.
Out f the corner of his eye, Kurt saw Sebastian roll his eyes.
Dick. Kurt was in no control of his thoughts.

"Blaine! I think we should go!" Kurt reached for Blaine's wrist.
"That's right! It's Hummel's bed time." Sebastian mocked.
Kurt shrugged it off and pulled Blaine out towards the car.

Neither of teh two boys were in a state to drive.
"Sit down Blaine." Blaine fell into the backseat, but didn't let go of Kurt's hand, causing Kurt to fall on top of him.
Blaine pulled his head up enough to let his lips meet Kurt's so that they could share a heated kiss.
Both of the boys' breathing shallowed.
"Are you...a virgin?" Blaine breathed into the kiss.
"Yes." Kurt replied.
"Well, we are going to have to fix that." Blaine reached his hand down, lifting Kurt's shirt up above his waist.
"No." Kurt pulle dhis shirt back down and placed Blaine's hand back on his hip, in it's previous position.
"C'mon Kurt, you said you wanted to have fun tonight."
Kurt pulled away from the kiss, "I did. I wanted to have fun, not fun. "
"C'mon." Against Kurt's rejection, Blaine contnued.
"No! Blaine, stop!"
Blaine sat up.
"We are drunk. I don't want my first time to be in the back of a car when I can barely remember where we are."
"Fine. Be that way." Blaine lept out of the car, nearly falling on his face in the progress.
"Where the hell do you think you're going? This is your car!" Kurt called after Blaine.
"I'm getting a ride with Sebastian."
"Oh no you aren't!" Kurt ran after him.
"Watch me." Then Blaine disappeared into the sea of people.
Shit. Now you've done it Hummel. Kurt said to himself.


(To Be Continued!!!)