Rim Job

By GleefulDarrenCrissFan

Author's Notes: This is a little more M rated than most of my stuff, but if you are looking for hardcore smut, I'm just not there yet. Meanwhile, I couldn't get this plot bunny out of my head.

"So, I've been thinking," Kurt sighed softly as Blaine's fingers caressed his chest as they laid in the back seat of Blaine's Prius. "I'd like to give you a rim job."

Blaine immediately jerked his head from its place on Kurt's shoulder. "What?" Blaine starred at Kurt in shock, hoping that the dimly lit vehicle hid the lust in his eyes. "You really think so."

"Yeah. It's time for something different. You have to change things up every now and again, you know," Kurt smiled, his cerulean eyes alight with wonderment. "Something new to liven things up a little bit."

"Yeah? You're serious?" Blaine felt himself harden in his boxers even though he had been thoroughly sated by Kurt's gorgeous lips only moments before.

"Of course, I'm serious, Blaine. Would you be up for it?
Blaine was totally up for it right now, aside from the fact they were in Kurt's car and they were kinda messy. "Now?"

Kurt chuckled. "Not at this precise moment, but soon. We'd have to prep for it first. Order all of the needed supplies. I don't think I have everything on hand."."

Prep? Was Kurt referring to manscaping? That was hot! Blane was rock hard now and his pupils were blown as he imagined Kurt sliding his tongue over his pink pucker. He had imagined it so many times but he had been too timid to ask. Was Kurt trying to get him ready for round two, because it was totally working? "Of course. When?"

Kurt chuckled again. "I don't know. In a couple of days. When we have plenty of time. I don't want to get interrupted. "You know how it gets this time of year at the shop."

"The shop?" Did Kurt want to mess around in his father's garage? Granted it wouldn't be the first time or even the tenth. But this was different. This was a quick handjob in the office or in the back seat of Kurt's Navigator or his own Prius.

"Yeah, the shop. It's probably the best place to do it. We could do it this Sunday. The garage will be empty. Dad and Carole are going to DC this weekend so he won't pop in. I'm not sure he'd approve."

Thoughts of Burt walking in on them in the garage while Kurt had his tongue in his ass was enough to bring him back to reality. "No, I don't think he would either. God, Kurt. Can we please not talk about your dad right now."

"Are you turned on? You are insatiable. How could you be ready again?" Kurt questioned as he lightly kissed Blaine's neck in that place that always drove him wild, nipping lightly with his teeth.

"Of course I'm turned on. How could I not be, with what you are suggesting? God, Kurt. I've wanted to try that for so long."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. I didn't think you'd ever be up for that," Blaine replied, throwing his head back as Kurt continued to nip and lick that spot.

"Gotta spice things up sometimes," Kurt replied as he pushed Blaine flat against the seat and straddled his boyfriend's lap. "But if I knew talking about this would get you so excited, I would have suggested it months ago."

Blaine captured Kurt's lips in a searing kiss. "Oh, God. I need you, Kurt. I'm so close." Blaine moaned, as he felt the heat from his boyfriend's hard dick rubbing against his own. This was going to be over surprisingly fast. "Kurt!" he screamed as he felt his boyfriend climax, his own orgasm rushing upon him. "God, I love you. I love you so much, he sighed as Kurt collapsed beside him, sticky with sweat and cum. He kissed Kurt softly.

"I love you too. I can't wait for Sunday."

"Me neither."


The week dragged on, each day painstakingly mundane until midnight when Blaine was alone in his room imagining what was to unfold between them on Sunday. He had to change his sheets three times already. He had wanted this for so long, dreamt of it, but believing it to be something Kurt would never want to try, he had kept that particular fantasy to himself. Now that it was going to happen, the anticipation was too much. He palmed himself as he imagined Kurt's perfect, wet tongue on his most intimate place. He jerked himself until he came with Kurt's name on his lips.

He cleaned up quickly, dropping the tissues when his cellphone vibrated. "I can't wait for tomorrow."

Blaine replied quickly. "Me neither. But what are you doing up? It's after midnight?"

"I'm too excited to sleep." Came the reply from Kurt.

"I can't believe you are so excited. And here I was thinking you'd change your mind."

"There's no way I'd change my mind. What time do you want to come over?"

"If I wouldn't get grounded, I'd come over right now."Blaine typed.

"LOL. I'll text you tomorrow when Finn Leaves. He's supposed to go over to Rachel's to practice for their duet in glee next week. We should have plenty of time."

Blaine could feel himself start to harden again. "Is there anything you need me to do beforehand?"

"Nope. I have everything we need. Wear something you don't mind getting dirty. It might get messy."

Oh God. Baby penguin, my ass, Blaine thought. "K. Goodnight, love." Blaine typed out quickly.

"Good night."

Blaine practically dropped his Iphone on the nightstand as he roughly jerked himself with his left hand. Tomorrow was going to be awesome.


"God, Blaine. How the hell did you get here so fast? I just texted you fifteen minutes ago." Kurt said when Blaine practically sprinted through the doorway and gave him a firm kiss on the lips.

Blaine handed Kurt a coffee cup. "I was at the Lima Bean waiting for you to text. I couldn't help it. I was too excited."

"I don't have everything ready yet. I checked the package earlier this week to make sure that I got the right ones, but I need to get everything else ready.."

Blaine scratched his head. The right ones? Did Kurt get a toy? Or maybe he meant oral barriers. Kurt was adamant about safety. Or maybe he meant new seat covers so things didn't get too messy. "It's fine. Can I help with anything?"

"Yeah. I need you to pull the car into the garage. You don't want to do this in the parking lot, do you?"

Blaine blushed profusely. "Um, no. Of course not. Sorry. Where do you want me to park?" He felt like an idiot. Of course, they'd need somewhere to do it. Burt removed the couch when he walked in on them making out on it. No, Blaine. No thinking of Kurt's dad. Not now.

"Over there, so we have plenty of room. No reason for us to be uncomfortable."

Blaine quickly pulled the Prius into the garage. "Do you want me to leave the keys in the ignition? So we can listen to music. You know, to set the mood?

"Yeah, I guess. What were you thinking? Greased Lightning?" Kurt laughed.

Blaine laughed. "No. Too many references to girl parts. How about Katy?"

"Fine. Just no peacock," Kurt chuckled. "You look great, but you may want to get a pair of coveralls. I told you this could get messy."

Did Kurt want to roleplay? God, this was hot! "Um, I don't think the guys would like it if I wore their coveralls.

"Wear mine. I have an extra pair," Kurt said casually. "No worries, You'll look amazing in them, I'm sure. But it might get too hot too keep them on for too long."

Kinky little minx, Blaine thought as he took a sip of his medium drip. "Ok. I'll go slip these on."

When Blaine got back, Kurt was bent down next to the Prius, his back to Blaine.

Blaine snaked up behind him and kissed his neck. "So, where do you want me? On the back seat, the hood?"

"Um, I really need you here beside me to help with getting these nuts off."

Good thing Blaine was done with his coffee because he would've spit it out. Kurt never said anything in such a crude way. It was amazingly hot. Blaine dropped to his knees so that he was eye to eye with Kurt and caressed his cheek before capturing his mouth in a searing kiss.

Kurt finally pulled back. "What was that for?"

"It's nothing compared to what we're about to do?" Blaine blurted.

"Um, I guess," Kurt shrugged. "So do you want to see them first?"

"See what?" Blaine asked.

"The rims, Blaine. The silver-plated rims I chose for your Prius."

"For the Prius?"

Kurt looked confused. "Yeah. You did know we were going to put them on your car and not the Nav, right?"

"Oh, um. Right," Blaine was mortified. "Of course. I just, uh, thought you were referring to something else."

"Did you prefer crome? I thought you'd like silver? Or even black. Honey, you look disappointed."

"No, it's fine. Silver is fine. It's just, I misunderstood. I thought you were talkng about sex."

"Blaine, I told you we were putting on rims." Kurt's cheeks were blazing red.

"No," Blaine said, shaking his head. "You said, word for word, I'd like to give you a rim job."

"Yeah, same thing."

"No, not the same thing, Kurt. Do you know what a rim job is?"

Kurt shook his head.

Blaine grabbed his cell phone and quickly looked up the definition and handed his phone to Kurt. Kurt almost dropped the phone in shock. "You thought we were going to do, that? Kurt looked like deer caught in headlights. "Here?"

"Yeah, kinda. Although it sounded a little strange. But you said you wanted to spice things up."

Kurt could hear the disappointment in Blaine's voice. "So, that's something you'd want, from me? My tongue, there?"

"Or my tongue on yours. Only if you wanted to," Blaine stammered. "I've thought about it. Especially this week."

"Oh. " Kurt asked, his pupils blown wide. "OH! You'd want to do that to me?"

"God Yes, Kurt! I mean, have you seen your ass? I've wanted to taste it, taste you, for so long. But only if you want me too. You' know I'd never do anything to you that you didn't want. Which is why I never brought it up before."

Kurt was completely silent for a moment as Blaine looked at the floor, the wall, anything but Kurt. "I think I'd like to try it," Kurt said shyly, his eyes staring directly at Blaine.

Blaine raised his head so that their eyes met again. "Yeah?" Blaine felt his dick harden in his pants.

Kurt kissed Blaine hard and dirty, his tongue plunging into Blaine's mouth. He finally pulled back. "Yeah. But first,-"

Blaine's pupils were blown and his dick was jabbing into Kurt's thigh. "Yeah?"

"Help me put on these damn rims."


Author's Notes: I betaed this myself so I hope there weren't too many mistakes. I hope you enjoyed this and don't want to kill me for screwing with you. You guys know how I am with puns and analogies. Get it "anal'ogies? Sorry. So, thoughts? Would you like me to continue this?