Blaine Hudson

Blaine Hudson 39 years old Broadway Actor Singer/songwriter Bottom

[blainehudsonanderson]

ooc: hey everyone! i just wanted to let you guys know that i’m currently dealing with a family emergency, and have requested a hiatus yesterday because of that. i noticed that i was included in the “are lacking in activity” list, so i just wanted to clear up that my lack of activity isn’t because of disinterst, as i'm still very interested in this group and i’d love to keep being part of it, but that ii simply have to much going on right now to focus on replies. i’ll definitely be back by sunday, though, hopefully sooner! 

[blainehudsonanderson]

ooc: i know i still owe a few replies, but i’ve gotta go. i'll be mobile for most of the night, though, so feel free to message me, and i might be back later. 

[blainehudsonanderson]

Texts (Open)

Scott: And I'd hate to be the reason you're left unsatisfied, Mr. Hudson...

Scott: Would you like me to come over?

Blaine: And I'd hate to be the reason you're left dealing with all of that all by yourself.

Blaine: I /need/ you to come over.

Blaine: Or I could come to you, or we could meet somewhere else... Whatever you prefer.

Blaine: And please just call me Blaine.

[blainehudsonanderson]

musicislifejean‌:

“Yes, Blaine. I’m serious. You’re one of the best singers I’ve ever worked with, even before I was producing anyone.” Jean had never produced his ex husband, but he wondered how that could have been so. Just because their marriage came to an end, it didn’t mean their friendship did, or their love for each other. Jean had seen Blaine do his thing plenty of times on Broadway, and he was guilty for owning the albums Blaine released. He would have loved to release some work now for his best friend and former husband. Plus, more time with Blaine was needed. It had been a while, what with their conflicting schedules and all. “Alright, why don’t you sing a few for me? In fact…” Jean boldly swiped the pile of shit for demos off his desk and onto the floor. “How about we go down to the studio right now and you do your thing? And no, nothing in that shit pile I just threw onto the floor has anything close to star quality. Nothing like what you can do, Babs.”

“Why, thank you,” Blaine said, offering Jean a bashful smile. Even though he knew how amazing Jean was at what he did, Blaine had never wanted his ex-husband to produce any of his work back when they were married, afraid of how working together might affect their relationship. Now that they were just good friends, though, Blaine was excited to finally get the opportunity to work with him. When Jean swiped the pile of demos off his desk and suggested going to the studio right away, Blaine chuckled and jumped up from his seat, eager to get started. “Alright, sounds like a plan, mister. Let’s get this show on the road. And perhaps we could go to Scandals afterwards and have a few drinks? Or we could come back here and have a drink, maybe have some fun...”

[blainehudsonanderson]

skrewsociety‌:

Pull me into a bathroom at a party and tell me how bad you want me. Then fuck me.

[sethsmusic]

Open - Everyone; Smut/NoSmut

[blainehudsonanderson]

sethsmusic‌:

Seth sat across from the older man and leaned across the table some, his arms propped up as he tilted his head, a small smile across his face. “Seriously? You’ll help? Fucking, awesome” Seth sighed in relief as he sat back, grinning a bit, legs slightly spread before he adjusted himself and looked at Blaine. “I’m getting help from a famous actor, this is so sweet” he said as he took his own coffee and started to sip it. Coffee was his guilty pleasure, he could drink it for hours. “Well, I like “A New Brain” by Imagine Dragons because it’s sorta deep but it’s also got that musical theme to it, you know?” 

“Of course! It’s always important to support new blood. I mean, as much as I’d love to play Tony for the rest of my life, I don’t think anyone really wants to see me in that role when I’m sixty,” Blaine joked. “I like that! That would absolutely be a good choice, and it’s original, which is important as well. You don’t want to be Phantom of the Opera Guy number 7. I’m not saying you should always avoid classics or popular songs, but in this case, I would definitely try to stand out.” Blaine finished his coffee, then pointed at Seth’s cup. “Would you like another one, by the way? I’m terribly behind on my caffeine intake today, so I need another cup right now.”

[blainehudsonanderson]

papixsantiago‌:

Keeping in physical shape was important to Santiago, especially now as he was getting older. As both a model and a professional dancer, used for a myriad of musical videos and commercials for clothing, colognes, cars and other objects, Santiago’s body was part of the reason why he had managed to ascend to the level of fame he currently had - and why he was being asked to return to the studio he had once worked with - so he knew he had to keep himself in peak physical condition. His body was his money-maker, after all, so it was right to keep it sharp. It was late when he headed to the gym, the only time he could get out as he had dance lessons all day, so he assumed that no one would be in there until he walked in and saw Blaine sitting there - or rather standing in a very enticing position, his thick ass on display. Almost immediately, a smirk pulled at his lips - well, he had said that he was there for a workout… This would certainly qualify, right? “Not quite yet,” Santiago spoke, walking up to Blaine so that he stood behind him, crotch pressed against the smaller male’s thick bubble-butt. “But the night is still young.”

A content hum fell from Blaine’s lips when he felt Santiago’s bulge against his ass, and he pressed into the touch almost on instinct, grinding against the other male’s clothed cock. It was a pleasant surprise that Santiago had been the one to into the locker room -- not only was it clear that the other man’s cock was far above average in size, but he also had a body that made Blaine want to drop to his knees and worship every inch of it everytime he got a glimpse of it. As an actor, Blaine knew the importance of keeping in physical shape, and how it was even more important for dancers and models, and Santiago obviously took his job very seriously -- Blaine had seen him dance countless of times, had seen his commercials. “Well, how about a little warm-up?" he suggested, licking his lips. 

[claydaymayday]

Open Starter- (for vers/bottoms)

[blainehudsonanderson]

claydaymayday‌:

“Only took you so much longer than any other of the daddies to let me fuck them senseless, Blaine. Still have that ass though that my dad said would get any guy hooked,” Clay said, wandering over to the other man. “Should know you’re interested, just by looking at you. Also, why don’t you let me strip you, put on a bit of a show?”

“I guess I’ve just been a little busy letting those other daddies fuck me senseless. But if I’d known you were interested...” Blaine said, having another quick -- but obvious -- glance at Clay’s bulge. He stopped undressing, thong sticking out from his shorts just a tiny bit, and took a step closer to Clay instead, closing the last bit of distance between them. “Go ahead. Maybe I’ll let you get more acquainted with my ass, let you do the same to me as you did to them.”

[blainehudsonanderson]

Texts (Open)

Scott: I've got a problem on my hands...

Scott: [IMG] https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/625052901936726057/663139401743859739/tumblr_o51m67aSxo1sjyue7o4_500.gif

Scott: I've got all this dick and no one to worship it...

Scott: [IMG] https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/625052901936726057/663139268260003861/tumblr_or9g4n03FC1s8xa66o2_r1_500.gif

Scott: And all this cake with no one to eat it.

Scott: Want to help me out?

Blaine: [IMG] https://66.media.tumblr.com/11599b6929f023e57059d8817707115b/tumblr_inline_ox7vfdDofQ1twqgs8_500.gif

Blaine: I was just about to have some fun by myself, but I don't think my toy will be enough after seeing that...

Blaine: And it'd be rude not to help you out.

[blainehudsonanderson]

ooc: not feeling well, but i’ll try my best to do replies later tonight! and if anyone has any tips on where i can find some more nsfw (gif) icons, that’d be great because i can’t find a lot on tumblr thanks to the new rules. 

[blainehudsonanderson]

ooc: not sure if i’ll be on tonight, as i’m going out with friends. but i’ll be mobile so please feel free to send me an im if you want to plot/start a thread!

[beelzabutts-deactivated20180203]

Mood: let me sit on your lap and pretend like I'm not trying to get you hard

[sethsmusic]

Open - Everyone; Smut/NoSmut

[blainehudsonanderson]

sethsmusic‌:

“I know, I know, I’m only in high school and I have the rest of senior year to look forward too but there’s only a few months left and I would like to go to college so, please, fucking help me.” Seth needed help. “First, I need help picking a song to submit for the musical theater department. Then, maybe I could use some help deciding who I want to be in the future, you know, not panicking or anything.” Seth, might’ve had a few too many coffees today. He sighed, rubbing his cheek for just a moment. “Help me with my thing, I’ll help you whatever you need, even trade, sound good?” 

Blaine chuckled as he listened to Seth’s rambling, taking a sip of his own coffee as he patiently waited for the other to finish speaking. “Don’t even worry about it, I’d be happy to help,” he said, smiling at the boy in front of him. “And I actually think it’s good that you’re thinking ahead. If you want to get into a musical theatre program, there’s no such thing as starting too early.” Being a Broadway actor and having studied musical theatre himself, Blaine knew all too well how stressful auditions could be, especially when there was so much depending on it. “Maybe finding the perfect song will even help you decide who you want to be in the future. Did you have anything in mind yet?”

[blainehudsonanderson]

It had been a long day, but ending it at the gym in his favourite tiny green shorts, which made his ass look amazing, had definitely been the right decision. It was no secret that working out was necessary at his age if he wanted to stay in shape, but Blaine didn’t mind at all. Not only did he enjoy going to the gym and the long, hot showers after a tiring workout, he also loved the attention he usually got there whenever he wore one of his tighter outfits. Especially today -- he’d just returned to Lima after spending a few weeks in New York, and it had been a while since he’d had fun with anyone, thanks to his and Finn’s busy schedules. It had Blaine hoping that he’d get lucky at the gym today -- or anywhere, really. He wasn’t picky (not today at least). It was all he could think about while he lingered in the locker room after his workout, taking his time as he untied his shoelaces in the hopes of someone joining him. His foot was placed on one of the benches, ass propped up in the air towards the door, the green fabric stretching sinfully tight over his round ass. “Enjoyed a late-night workout too?” Blaine asked when he heard someone come in, looking over his shoulder with a small smirk on his face. 

[blainehudsonanderson]

musicislifejean‌:

“I. Can’t. Even. With. These. Fucking. Demos.” Jean said each word as he banged his head on the table. Besides being a world renowned DJ and beloved radio host, Jean made his cheddar making the stars of tomorrow. He knew good music, he knew how to make good music. But part of his job was listening to any kind of demos that were brought to him, see if any of them had potential. Not one fucking demo had any potential. He groaned and let his head rest on the table, the pile of discarded CDs and USB ports in front of him. There was nothing he could work with. He sat up and rubbed his face. “How about you? Why don’t you sing for me? I’ll make you billions. You probably have more talent in your pinky finger than any of these talentless hacks have in their voices.” Jean was half joking, but also half not.

"Is that a serious offer?” Blaine asked, raising an amused eyebrow as he sat down across Jean. Blaine himself was mostly known for his success on Broadway, but he’d also released a couple of albums throughout the years, and had written songs for other artists. Jean’s offer sounded tempting -- not just because he knew working with Jean would guarantee success, but also because he wouldn’t mind spending some more time with the other man. “I’ve been working on some new songs, and I’ve actually been looking for someone new to work with, so colour me interested. Are you seriously telling me that none of these has at least a tiny bit of potential, though?”

[blainehudsonanderson]

carterkarofsky‌:

“College is so stressful you know.” Carter confessed, staring into the ceiling, laying on his bed wearing nothing but a pair of tight underwear and a loose shirt he had definitely ’accidentally’ borrowed from one of his brothers. “I could really use a blowjob.” as he talked, he moved his legs a bit, spreading them, and allowing his much more impressive bulge to flop around in his underwear, showing that even when he was soft he looked as if he was hard. 

Blaine wasn’t entirely sure how exactly he’d ended up in Carter’s room. One moment he had been looking for Kurt, and the next he found himself standing at the edge of his son’s bed. Not that he was complaining -- especially not after spotting the younger man’s impressive length. Licking his lips, he kneeled on the bed, still eyeing Carter’s bulge. “Stressful? Are you sure? You look pretty relaxed to me...” he teased. 

[claydaymayday]

Open Starter- (for vers/bottoms)

[blainehudsonanderson]

claydaymayday‌:

“Shit, if I knew you’d be here, I’d would have left a few minutes later, so you could have had an even better show,” Clay stated, wearing nothing but a mesh jockstrap as he headed to the showers in the gym. “We both know you’d like to have a go.”

“Well, better late than never, right?” Blaine pointed out, rolling his eyes playfully as he walked right past Clay as if he didn’t have the slightest bit of interest. His eyes had already wandered down to the younger man’s cock, though, and after seeing what Clay had to offer Blaine was definitely interested. “What makes you think so?” he asked, as he started to take off his own clothes.