TAGS: Piercing, blowjobs, FaceTime, adult toy shopping
"Holy. Fucking. Shit," Blaine choked out.
"You like that, huh?" Kurt asked with a smirk. He loved seeing the reaction of his subs when they realized that he had a Jacob's Ladder piercing. "And before you ask, yes; it did hurt, and it took about two and a half months to heal."
"That is the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life," Blaine panted out.
"I'm glad," Kurt said as he reached down and grabbed his erection, giving it a few strokes. "I believe you were going to suck me?"
Blaine got in a comfortable position and started licking up and down Kurt's dick. The barbells felt amazing on his tongue. I bet they'd feel even better inside of me. With that thought, Blaine began to sink his mouth down around Kurt's cock as far as he could go. Kurt was huge, and he could only get about half way down. That's definitely something I'm going to have to work on.
"Nnngh fuck," Kurt groaned, one hand resting on Blaine's head and the other grabbing the headboard. He didn't want to push Blaine; he just wanted to let him know that he was there.
Blaine moaned around Kurt. He hadn't given a blowjob in several years, and he just hoped that he was doing okay. By the sounds Kurt was emitting, he figured he was. Kurt wasn't nearly as vocal as Blaine had been, but he was definitely making sure that Blaine knew he was liking what he was doing.
"Blaine, baby, I'm going to cum," Kurt warned him and was tugging gently at his hair. Blaine was having none of that, though. He redoubled his efforts and sucked harder and deeper. "BLAINE!" Kurt shouted as he came down Blaine's throat.
"You taste delicious," Blaine said, parroting Kurt's words from earlier.
"Come cuddle me," Kurt instructed. "I want to hold you for a little bit."
Blaine scooted up next to Kurt and cuddled him, his once-again hard cock nestled up against Kurt's hip. He didn't want release again. Sucking Kurt off had turned him on, though, and he knew he'd be jerking off and replaying tonight when he got home.
After several minutes of quiet and cuddles, Kurt broke the silence. "How do you think tonight went?"
"I enjoyed it a lot," Blaine answered. "When I was nervous, you immediately picked up on it and got me to tell you. I feel like there's a lot for me to learn about this way of life, but you made me feel very comfortable at every turn. And, I love how you checked in with me. It's not something I would expect all the time, but I really appreciated it tonight."
"Good boy," Kurt said and kissed Blaine's forehead. "Do you think you'd like to do this again?"
"If it were with you, absolutely," Blaine answered without hesitation. "I don't know, Kurt; you just have a way of reading me and making me feel safe and vulnerable at the same time. I liked it, and I would love to explore more of this life with you."
"I'd like that, too," Kurt replied and kissed Blaine's forehead again.
Just then, the boys heard a phone vibrating. Kurt looked at the clock and noticed how late it had gotten.
"That might be Mark," Blaine said. "I wonder if he's ready to leave or if he's telling me he's leaving with someone."
"You'd better get up and check," Kurt instructed.
Blaine got off of the bed and went over to where his pants were folded up. He extracted his phone and laughed.
From Mark (11:45): You must be having a hell of a good time back there!
From Blaine (11:46): Are you going home with someone?
From Mark (11:46): No. I said I'd wait for you. I'm sitting here with Paul, but he's getting ready to go home; I'm going to be all lonely.
Blaine laughed again. "Mark's friend is getting ready to go home, and he said he was going to be all lonely now."
"Let's get dressed to go out and join him, then," Kurt suggested.
"Ok, Kurt," Blaine replied, sent a text back to Mark saying they would be out in a few minutes, and started putting his pants on without his underwear.
"Hold on," Kurt said before Blaine was able to get his foot in his pants. "You can wear mine home if you'd like," and he held up his tight, black boxer briefs to Blaine.
"What will you wear?" Blaine asked.
"These pants show lines really badly," Kurt said in lieu of an answer.
"Thank you, Kurt," Blaine replied and took the proffered briefs. As he pulled them on, he couldn't help but feel that Kurt was with him, touching him, even though he was standing a couple of feet away, putting on his own clothes.
"I'd like to meet with you again this weekend if you're not busy," Kurt said after they were both fully dressed. It was only Tuesday, and surely, Blaine would have plans with his family for the holiday. "I should be back in town Saturday afternoon, so if you were free, we could meet up Saturday night."
"Where are you going?" Blaine asked.
"I'm flying back to Ohio tomorrow to have Thanksgiving with my dad and step-mom," Kurt replied.
"No way," Blaine said. "I'm from Ohio, too."
"What part?" Kurt asked.
"Columbus," Blaine answered. "I went to Dalton Academy in Westerville for High School, though."
"My school competed against them in Glee Club," Kurt said. "I went to McKinley High in Lima."
"They always had great talent when we faced them," Blaine replied. "I was in The Warblers. What year did you graduate? Maybe we competed against each other."
"Blaine," Kurt asked cautiously, "how old do you think I am?"
"I don't know," Blaine said. "I'm guessing you're a few years older than me, so maybe 25?"
"Add 10 to that, and you've got it," Kurt said. "I'm 35 and graduated in 2003."
"Oh," Blaine said. He thought for a few moments and then spoke again. "Your age doesn't bother me. Not the slightest bit."
"You're really special, Blaine," Kurt said in awe. He had never felt flutters like this before, and he wasn't entirely sure how to handle them. So, he decided to go back to the competition discussion. "Okay, so we probably didn't compete against each other then."
"No, probably not," Blaine answered with a grin. "To answer your earlier question, I'd love to meet you again when you get back. I'd love to meet Saturday night, like you suggested. I have class and student teaching on Monday, so I'd rather not be out late."
"That's perfect," Kurt said. "Can I have your phone number? Maybe we can spend some of the next few days getting to know each other better?"
"I'd really like that, Kurt," Blaine replied and put his number in Kurt's phone. Kurt then sent him a message so he would have his contact information.
"You ready?" Kurt asked.
"Let's go," Blaine said, and they went back out to the main club room and immediately spotted Mark.
The trio hung out and talked for a little longer and then decided to all go home around 12:30. Kurt made Blaine promise to text him when he made it home, even though he knew Mark was with him.
From Blaine (1:05): We made it home, Kurt. I'm going to take a shower and then head to bed.
From Kurt (1:06): Thank you for letting me know, Blaine. Think about me in the shower, and I'll talk with you tomorrow.
From Blaine (1:08): Yes, Kurt. Sleep well.
From Kurt (1:08): You, too.
Blaine did as Kurt told him to and thought about him in the shower. He thought about his tongue on Blaine's ass and his nipple piercings and his dick piercings and, "NNNNGGGGGHHHHH." Blaine tried to keep his moan muffled as to not alert Mark to what he was doing. Mark gave him a wink when Blaine walked through the living room toward his bedroom, though. Blaine blushed and ducked his head, saying a quiet "good night" on his way past his roommate. By the time he hit his bed, he passed out and had the best sleep he had had in years.
The next morning, Blaine woke up feeling better than he could ever remember. He wasn't sure if it was the four orgasms or the dominance that was exerted over him last night. What he did know, though, was that he definitely wanted more of it. Beside him, he heard his phone ding, and when he looked at it, he realized that was probably what had woke him up. It was a reminder ding that signaled him to an unread text message.
From Kurt (9:30): Good morning, Blaine! I hope this doesn't wake you up. I realized I never did ask you what you were doing for the holiday, and I was curious.
From Blaine (9:35): Good morning, Kurt. I think the ding might have woken me up, but that's okay. I needed to get up anyway. To answer your question, I'm staying here for the holiday.
From Kurt (9:36): I'm sorry I woke you up, and if you say it's okay, I'll believe you. Is your family traveling here to be with you?
From Blaine (9:37): Sady, no; they're not. I wish we could see each other, but it's just not in the cards this time.
From Kurt (9:38): I don't want to pry, so please feel free to not answer. I'm just curious why it's not in the cards?
From Blaine (9:39): It's not prying. If we're going to try to be in a relationship of this nature, I figure that honesty is the number one priority, right? To answer your question, my mom just found out that her work was going to allow her the time off, and then, the plane tickets were so outrageous that neither of us could justify paying the high prices last minute amounts. So, we decided to do Zoomsgiving instead.
From Kurt (9:42): I just checked, and there are still a few seats left on my flight. I can get you a ticket, and you can go see your mom.
Holy shit, Blaine thought. It's insanely tempting. I miss her so much, and Christmas is still up in the air right now because money will be tight then, too. Then again, I just met Kurt, and while I didn't get this sense from him, what if he is expecting something back in return?
From Blaine (9:45): That's a very generous offer, Kurt. I hope this won't affect anything between us, but I'm going to have to decline. We already have other plans, and I don't want her to have to stress out because I'm all of a sudden coming home. Plus, it's way too expensive.
From Kurt (9:46): It really wouldn't be a big deal on my part. I won't try to pressure or push you to do it, either. I just wanted to let you know the offer was available. And no, it absolutely will not change anything between us. Thank you for being honest with me.
Not that big of a deal? Blaine thought.
From Blaine (9:47): I will always do my best to be honest with you. It might take me awhile to be comfortable enough to tell you some things-and maybe that's something we can talk about soon-but as it pertains to us and what we're doing, I will be honest.
From Kurt (9:48): Thank you, Blaine. I have to finish a few last minute things before I head to the airport this afternoon. Since I know that I woke you up, I'd like for you to eat some breakfast and then start looking over the membership stuff from Ruby, more specifically the limit list. That way, if you have any questions, you can either ask me or Mark about them. I'll send you a couple of links that might be helpful, too. There is a lot of not-so-good information online, and I want to make sure that, if you have questions, you get your information from a credible source.
From Kurt (9:51): ; ;
From Blaine (9:52): Yes, Kurt, and thank you.
Damn that feels good, Blaine thought as he let the command wash over him. He typically struggled with what to do on his days off and having this direction really helped.
From Kurt (9:52): Good boy.
Oh, and that feels even better. Blaine followed Kurt's instruction and got out of bed. After he'd eaten breakfast, he got dressed for the day and pulled up Ruby's website. Mark had left early that morning to drive to his parents' for the holiday. He had, of course, offered to take Blaine with him. Blaine had politely declined, and now, he was glad he had. He really wanted to have a little bit of time to himself to look over the membership stuff, and after looking through Kurt's limit list last night, he was certain those links would be his best friends today.
Blaine spent the rest of the day looking over the nine-page limits list from Ruby. He created a profile and started filling out the list. There were several things that intrigued him: sensation play, some of the sensory deprivation stuff, bondage, and the possibility of exhibitionism and voyeurism. There were also things that he knew he'd never be interested in trying: needles or blood play, watersports or scat play, and anything that severely restricted his breathing.
He didn't want to seem needy, so Blaine waited until later that evening to text Kurt. He didn't want to text too early and possibly interrupt Kurt's time with his family, but he didn't want it to be too late, either.
From Blaine (8:02): I hope I'm not interrupting anything. I just wanted to let you know that I went through the limits list and got it all done. All I need to do for membership now is just pay when we meet there on Saturday.
From Kurt (8:05): I was just getting ready to head to my room, actually. You aren't interrupting anything at all. It would seem you've had a very productive day.
From Blaine (8:06): I have. It was nice to have the apartment to myself, honestly. I love Mark, but sometimes, it's just nice to have things be quiet. How was your day?
From Kurt (8:07): My day was wonderful. The plane ride was good, and I got to spend the majority of my day with my dad, which I always enjoy. Could we FaceTime or Zoom or Skype?
From Blaine (8:08): I have all three. Which do you prefer?
Instead of a response, Blaine received a FaceTime request from Kurt. When he opened it up, his heart skipped a beat, and he gasped a little. There on there screen was Kurt, yes, but Kurt had glasses on; and, holy mother of fuck was it sexy.
"Hi," Blaine choked out.
"What's wrong?" Kurt asked, sensing something wasn't right.
"Glasses," Blaine managed. "Sexy. Um… sorry… I'm just having a hard time. No, not a hard time. Well, sort of hard now. I'm just going to shut up."
"Really?" Kurt asked with a sly grin. "These do something for you, huh?"
Blaine nodded. He was afraid to open his mouth again after all of that had just come out of it.
"Verbal answer, please," Kurt said firmly.
"Yes, Kurt," Blaine replied. "I just didn't want my mouth to run off without me again."
"There has not been a single thing your mouth has done since I met you that I haven't enjoyed," Kurt said. "I really like it when you're uncensored. It means you're real. That's the Blaine I want to get to know."
"Alright," Blaine said with a blush. "It might take me awhile to get used to. I'm not used to people wanting to know the real me. That's not entirely true, but you know how you sort of have to act differently around different people? I'm used to that. So, I think I might have defaulted to that since I don't know you that well, and I don't know who I'm supposed to be around you. Does that make any sense at all?"
"It does," Kurt said with a smile. "And, I would really just love to know the real Blaine. No barriers, no facades. Just you."
"Okay," Blaine said with a huge smile. "I can do that. Fair warning, I ramble. A lot. Especially when I'm trying to work through things."
"Duly noted," Kurt replied. "So, were there any of those limits that you just couldn't wait to try out?"
The guys talked until midnight, and orgasming before they hung up was an added bonus to the amazing conversation they had. Kurt had instructed Blaine to go to Romantic Depot tomorrow and pick out one item that he wanted to use for himself and one item he wanted to try with Kurt at some point in time. He was to ask for Zoe if anyone approached him, or if nobody did, when he was ready to check out, because she would give him a discount. After they were done on the phone, Blaine went onto their website and started getting ideas of what he might want to get.
After waking up to another good morning text from Kurt and eating breakfast, Blaine got around for the day and headed to Romantic Depot. He knew from his search last night that they opened at 10:00. It was after that right now, and he hoped that by getting there early, maybe it wouldn't be too crowded.
When he walked into the store, he saw some employees walking around, but none of them immediately approached him. He had started just wandering around the store when he heard someone behind him say, "Good morning! Is there anything I can help you find?" Blaine turned around and noticed "Zoe" on her nametag.
"Actually," Blaine said with a smile, "I was told to find you if I needed any help. Kurt sent me to get a couple of things, and I have no idea where they'd be."
"He let me know you'd be coming today." At that, she winked at him and then continued, "And, that I was to take very good care of you. So, what did you have in mind?"
"I looked on the website last night because I had no idea what was even available, so I wanted to look around there before I came here," Blaine told her. "I found this, and thought it might be something I'd want to try." He showed her a picture on his phone, and she led him over to the item he had indicated he wanted to try.
She told him that the toy he'd picked out would be great for solo use or use with someone else. He also showed her what he wanted to get for him and Kurt to try together sometime. Of course, she didn't bat an eyelash and led him over to what he'd told her he wanted. After he had his items, she led him to the register to check out. She pulled out a discreet bag from under the counter and set it beside the register. It clinked around like it already had something in it.
"Does that already have things in it?" Blaine asked. "I didn't need anything else."
"I'm sure you saw on the website that all of our toy purchases come with a free health and wellness kit," Zoe said.
"I thought that was just for online orders?" Blaine replied. He had seen that advertised, but he didn't want to wait for a delivery.
"We tend to do special things for our special customers," Zoe replied as she rang up the items. "And, Kurt is a very special customer. He could go to any store in the city, and he chooses to come here. He also told me to put a couple of things in here when he called."
Blaine sighed at that. He hoped that this wouldn't break him. There was plenty of money in his account, but most of it was earmarked for other things. After Zoe bagged everything up, she handed Blaine the bag and said, "I hope you have a wonderful day. Make sure to use the cleaner on those and not soap and water."
"I haven't paid," Blaine said, very confused.
"Kurt already took care of it," Zoe said. "He told me to charge whatever you got to his account, and that's what I'm doing, even if you insist on paying."
"Thank you for all of your help, Zoe," Blaine said. "I hope you have a great rest of your day and a Happy Thanksgiving tomorrow."
"You, too, Blaine," she said and then went to help someone else walking around the store.
All the way home, Blaine wondered if this was something Kurt did for all of the guys he played with or not. For some reason, it bothered him a lot more than he wanted to admit. He wasn't sure if the possibility that Kurt just liked to pay for everything as a favor to all his subs bothered him, if it was the fact that Kurt had paid for it, or if it was something else entirely.
The rest of the day was laid back. Blaine worked on his lesson plans for the following week of student teaching, knowing that he would have to up his game to keep the students interested from now until Christmas break. He double-checked with his mom about the time for their Zoomsgiving. And, he charged his new toy. He wasn't quite sure if he would use it tonight, but he wanted it charged regardless.
After dinner that night, Blaine decided he wanted to take a bath. He knew it was a luxury in most NYC apartments, and after the emotionally stressful day he'd had, he really wanted to relax, even more so in case Kurt decided to call him tonight.
While he was in the bath, he thought about his day. Shopping had been fun until he'd had to pay. What was it about Kurt paying that was stressing him out so much? Should he wait to tell Kurt about it until he understood it fully? In the end, he decided that he was going to try and figure it out before saying anything.
After getting that much sorted, he decided to relax and clear his mind like Jenny had taught him to do. He went to a place in his mind that was peaceful and calm; then, he heard his phone ding with an incoming text message. Right away, his heart started beating faster. When he saw who it was, he smiled.
From Kurt (9:30): FaceTime?
Instead of responding, and really without thinking, Blaine hit the green "call" button on his FaceTime and waited patiently for Kurt to answer the call.
"Hello, Kurt," Blaine said.
"Hello, Blaine," Kurt replied. "Are you in the bath?"
"Oh shit," Blaine gasped. "I was so excited to see your text, I completely forgot where I was. Should I call you back?"
"No, absolutely not," Kurt said firmly. "Have you washed and done all you need to?"
"No, Kurt," Blaine answered. "I've just been relaxing."
"Have you had a bad day?" Kurt asked.
"Not bad, no," Blaine replied. He took a moment to figure out what words he wanted to use. "There were parts that were sort of confusing, and I'm not exactly sure why. When I figure them out, though, I will let you know. I guess that's one thing I can tell you about me. All my life, I've been somewhat of a slow processor. Not that I have difficulty processing new information, but when something happens that I can't immediately figure out, it takes me a while to link it up in my brain. My old therapist used to tell me that if I tried to force it, it would almost run away, and it would take me longer to figure it out."
"Okay," Kurt said. "And, you'll let me know when you figure it out? Even if it's not something that will affect our relationship, I care about you and want to make sure you're okay."
"I will tell you either way," Blaine replied. "Would you mind if I sat you down on the counter so I can wash up? I want to show you what I got today."
"Of course," Kurt replied.
Blaine washed his hair and then his body very thoroughly. He wasn't sure if Kurt would want him to use his new toy or not, but he wanted to be clean if he did. When he was all done, he pulled the plug on the drain and stepped out, grabbing his fluffy towel and wrapping it around his waist.
"Hi again," Blaine said.
"I really love your curls," Kurt replied. "I wish I was there so I could run my fingers through them."
"That's one of my favorite things in the world," Blaine said as he walked to his bedroom. "When I was little, my mom would spend what seemed like hours running her fingers through my hair. I think she kept her nails long just because I loved it so much."
"I'll have to remember that," Kurt said. "I like knowing the things that you like."
Once he was in his room and sitting down on his bed, Blaine put the phone in the holder he had on his nightstand. He liked to watch movies on his phone to fall asleep to, and he'd found a stand that typically went in a car but could work on any surface that was perfect. He loved that he could angle it however he wanted, depending on what he was doing, and he didn't have to hold it.
After Blaine got the phone adjusted, he got the items he had bought next to him, ready to show Kurt. "So, the purchases came with a plug, a cock ring, a cock lollipop, and toy cleaner. There was some lube in there that Zoe said you had requested, too."
"Good," Kurt said as Blaine showed him what all was in the bag. "That's the best lube, and I wanted to make sure you had some. Did you get something for you to use and something for us to try together?"
"I did," Blaine answered. "Which would you like to see first?"
"How about the one for us to use together?" Kurt asked.
"Okay, Kurt," Blaine replied. "This is something I obviously have no experience with, but when I was going through the checklist, it made my heart flutter and my stomach swoop." He picked up a package of red and black wax play candles.
"Yeah?" Kurt asked. "Wax play can be very fun for subs, I'm told. It would leave your skin a gorgeous shade of red and then make anything else we did where the wax had been that much more intense."
"Mmmmm," Blaine moaned, eyes closed, as Kurt was describing the scenario. After a couple of seconds, he put the candles down and grabbed the last item. "Um, I got this for me." He held up a black, silicone prostate stimulator. "I've never used one of these, but I did some research last night after we got off of the phone; I think I might like it."
"Wanna see?" Kurt asked, lust in his eyes.
"Right now?" Blaine asked. If he was being honest with himself, this was exactly what he'd hoped Kurt would ask him.
"Yes," Kurt said more firmly. "I want you to position yourself so I can see that gorgeous ass, and I want you to use that until you cum, hands free. You can stroke yourself through after you've started cumming but not before."
"Nnnngggg," Blaine groaned. "Yes, Kurt."
While Blaine got himself positioned, Kurt got more comfortable. When Blaine was in place, he noticed that Kurt was naked and was gripping his hardening cock, hand glistening in lube.
"Your piercings are so fucking hot," Blaine told him. Thankfully, he had read up on how to use his new toy and was glad it was fully charged. He lubed it up and got into a comfortable position. Once it was inside him, he got used to the feeling of it and then turned it on low.
Meanwhile, Kurt was stroking himself as he watched Blaine with his new toy. "How many speeds does it have?"
"Three, Kurt," Blaine answered.
"Turn it up one more," Kurt commanded.
Blaind did so and then started rocking on it. "That feels… so fucking… amazing."
"You're stunning," Kurt panted and sped up his stroking. He knew that a guy could cum in under four minutes with one of these, and he really wanted to cum with Blaine. "Turn it all the way up now."
"Fuuuuccckkkk," Blaine grunted as the toy was pulsating into his prostate hard, repeatedly. "Please… please let me touch myself."
"No," Kurt replied. Blaine was hot when he begged, and he couldn't wait for more.
"Please… please… please…," Blaine chanted. "I… I want… please let me."
"No," Kurt said once more. His hand was now flying up and down his cock, the barbells from his piercing clinking together loudly.
"Aaah. Aaah. Aaah," Blaine said. He knew he was getting closer. He could feel it building up, and it was taking all of his willpower to not reach down and stroke himself through it.
Kurt could feel his orgasm approaching him as well. The moment he saw Blaine's cock start to point up into the air, he knew it was time.
"Touch yourself, and cum now," Kurt ordered and then muffled his own release.
On his end of the phone, Blaine reached down and screamed Kurt's name, cumming so hard he was seeing spots. He was brought down from his high too soon by the still pulsing stimulator, and it was starting to hurt. Blaine quickly shut it off and removed the toy before looking at the camera. There on the screen was a spent Kurt, hand still on his softening dick and cum covering his stomach.
"Can we do this again?" Blaine asked.
"Yes," Kurt replied. "We most certainly can. How are you feeling?"
"I'm good," Blaine replied. "I was starting to float a little, but the vibration was still on and brought me out of it pretty quickly."
"I'm going to stay on the phone with you until you fall asleep, okay?" Kurt replied, now concerned. He knew it wasn't good for some subs to come down from an intense orgasm like that, and he had no idea how Blaine would respond.
"You don't have to do that," Blaine said with a blush. Having Kurt offer to do this made him feel very well taken care of, though.
"I know I don't have to," Kurt replied. "I want to. So, go clean up and get into whatever you usually sleep in, and I will meet you back here in a couple of minutes."
"Yes, Kurt," Blaine replied. He did as Kurt instructed, and then when they were both back, he got comfortable in his bed. "I'm really sleepy," Blaine said right before he yawned.
"Get some rest," Kurt instructed. "I'll talk to you tomorrow." And with that, Kurt started to sing.
"It's a little bit funny, this feelin' inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money, but boy, if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live
If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelin' show
Oh, I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world"
Kurt watched as Blaine drifted off to sleep. He kept singing for a little while after he heard the soft snores of the man on the other side of the screen. When he was sure Blaine was out, he whispered, "How wonderful life is, now you're in my world. Good night, Blaine." With that, he disconnected the call and fell asleep himself, dreaming beautiful dreams of what could be.
A/N: The song used is "Your Song" by Sir Elton John. Also, the links in the earlier text messages are NOT real ones. I made them up for the purpose of this story (and if they are real I have no idea what's on them so enter at your own risk).
