I swear I could write lusty goodness every minute of the day. Alas, blowjobs do not a good story make. hehehehe
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Last time on "Try Me":
"I love you, Kurt," Blaine whispered.
"I love you, too, baby," Kurt answered, stroking his curly hair. "Sleep now," he said.
"Mm, yes, sleep," Blaine murmured.
When Kurt knew he was asleep, he held him even closer. Never had anyone shared something so intimate with him before. Yes, Blaine making love to him was always incredible and mind blowing. But there was something powerful and intimate about being the one to top. He had the power to corrupt and injure like Karofsky. Or to bring bliss and caring and love. Knowing that he had been the one to evoke such feelings in his lover made his heart beat with unknown pleasure. As much as it was about having an orgasm, Kurt now knew it was so much more. You had the ability to create emotion, to express love through motion.
As he nodded off to sleep, there was one thing he knew for sure. Topping would be something that would happen much more.
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Rising up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
"Again," Kurt gasped. "Again!" He put up his fists and bent his knees as he'd been instructed to do.
"Kurt, no, you've had enough," Blaine insisted.
"Dammit, Blaine, I decide when I've had enough. Now come on. One more time," Kurt insisted.
Gritting his teeth, Blaine came at him again, taking a swing when he knew he'd be able to land Kurt on his ass.
So many times it happens too fast
You change your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
Surprising him, Kurt ducked to the side, just as Blaine had taught him. Before Blaine could turn fully, Kurt sucker punched him in the kidney.
"Holy shit," Blaine gasped. "Nice shot, Kurt," he said as he fell to one knee.
Kurt held his hand out to Blaine to help him up, only to swing his leg out and swipe Blaine's feet out from under him.
It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger
Blaine leapt up, a light in his eye, partially proud that Kurt had really learned what he'd taught him over the last two weeks and partially wanting to get revenge. He stayed low, intending to leg sweep Kurt, when again, Kurt used his long legs to his advantage. Spinning, he kicked Blaine lightly in the ass, pushing him into the wall.
Rising up, straight to the top
Had the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not going to stop
Just a man and his will to survive
As Blaine bounced into the wall, Kurt was instantly up against him, his forearm trapping Blaine's head and neck against the wall. Adding to it, he shoved his leg between Blaine's, effectively trapping him from escaping.
"Gotcha," Kurt said with a wink and a kiss on the lip.
"Water," Blaine gasped. Having the air shoved out of his lungs made him thirsty for some reason.
It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger
Kurt took the bait and stepped back, releasing Blaine, only to be taken to the ground himself. Realizing his error, he locked legs with Blaine and made sure he landed on top.
"Nice try, Anderson! Do you declare me the winner, baby?" Kurt asked with a chuckle.
"Well, my kidneys do," Blaine groaned. "So yeah, good job, sweetie. You have officially kicked my ass. Congratulations."
Kurt leapt up easily and did a little shoulder shimmy dance with a few high kicks. "Finally!"
Blaine stood up, rubbing at his kidney area. "I'm glad you're so happy. You're a brutal little thing," he said, sounding surprised.
Kurt bounced over and kissed him. "I learned it from the best, you know. And in only two weeks! That's gotta mean I have natural talent, right?" The adrenaline was still running through him, giving him a natural high.
"You did wonderful sweetheart. And yes, I think you have some sort of inner Chuck Norris going on. That one kick you got in just about laid me out. Very impressive. Come on, I need a hot shower before all of the bruises start setting in," Blaine moaned. Then he smiled big. "I really am proud of you, sweetie."
"Thank you, Blaine," Kurt said, giving him a blinding grin.
"You really earned it," he said as they walked to back to the apartment.
They'd been working out early in the morning in the apartments gym when the aerobics and yoga room was empty. They would lay out mats and just start working at it. Kurt taught Blaine some warm-ups from yoga and Blaine taught the rest.
Not a day went by that they didn't get some kind of work out and training in. Kurt could already feel his muscles growing and developing into lean, strong muscles. His body took to the training naturally, as if he were meant to fight. And whether or not he ever actually got into a fight, he felt completely empowered, he had a new confidence about him. He carried himself differently. His posture was straighter, his stride longer, his chin was up. He couldn't be happier if he tried.
Blaine watched Kurt as they shared the extravagant shower that came with the apartment. Kurt was under one shower head, Blaine under the other. The change in Kurt was beautiful and he was so proud of him. His body was turning even more long and lean than he was. His biceps were quite impressive now and his leg muscles tensed and flexed with every move he made. It had brought about this huge change in his confidence and attitude. He was never fearful anymore. He walked down the street with his head held high. His grades were at their best, he had new friends. Blaine had to admit that learning how to defend himself was the best decision Kurt had ever made. Even if he faced Karofsky, which he still didn't want Kurt to do, the fear Blaine had had about it was lessened. Kurt had proved to be a quick learner who was almost elegant in his fighting. After Blaine had shown him the basics, Kurt had come up with additions to moves that made them more effective for him. He'd learned that Kurt's strongest feature were his legs. If he could kick instead of punch, then he would do that.
Now, watching Kurt leaning against the shower, his head down, the water sluicing down the lean muscles of his back. See the water trickle over and down his ass.
Blaine couldn't help himself and turned and knelt behind Kurt. He kissed and nipped at his cheeks, listening to Kurt gasp and then moan. Spreading him just a bit, Blaine licked him from top to bottom in one hot, wet motion. Kurt cried out, leaning his ass out a bit more so Blaine had more access. Blaine moaned and boldly stroked his tongue inside Kurt's ass.
"Blaine!" Kurt shrieked.
"More?" Blaine asked, licking lightly at Kurt's hole.
"Ohdeargodpleaseyes," he moaned, pushing his forehead into the tile wall.
"Mm," Blaine growled at Kurt's response.
Pulling his cheeks apart, he inhaled sharply at the sight before him. Leaning forward, he was able to thrust his tongue inside Kurt, enjoying his gasp and cries of pleasure. For several minutes he fucked Kurt with his tongue, learning the clean, musky taste of him.
Unable to take anymore, he stood up and thrust his hard cock into him, hard.
Kurt screamed at the stretch, before begging for more. Blaine put his arms on the tile around Kurt and fucked him until they were both crying.
Their love making was brutal and hot, Blaine sucking bruises into Kurt's neck as he pounded into him.
"Blaine, Blaine, I'm gonna come," Kurt panted.
"Do it, babe, come for me," Blaine encouraged, tilting his hips so he hit Kurt's prostate.
With that final contact Kurt yelled Blaine's name and came hard, shooting all over the shower.
Feeling Kurt's ass pulsing through the orgasm, pushed him over the edge and he came hard inside Kurt with a shout.
They came down together, washing each other clean under the still hot water.
Coming out of the shower, the dried each other off and went to lie naked on the bed.
"I'm so proud of you," Blaine whispered next to Kurt's ear.
"Thank you, baby," Kurt said, smiling happily.
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After a quick nap, Blaine got up and went in to make Kurt lunch. They'd change their diet to mostly proteins to help their muscles grow. He made them a salad with meat sandwiches. He began humming and old song he'd loved for years.
Deciding to sing it for Kurt, he put their lunch on a tray and carried it into the bedroom.
Say, wasn't that a funny day?
Gee you had a funny way, a way about you
A kind of glow of something new
Kurt giggled, hearing the lyrics. "Funny way, huh? Looks like I kicked your butt!" Blaine chuckled and kept singing.
Sure, I'll admit that I'm the same
Another sucker for a game kids like to play
And the rules they like to use
Don't you want the way I feel?
Don't you want the way I feel?
Don't you want the way I feel for you?
The sun telling me the night is done
Well I refuse to let it stop our fun
Close your eyes, we'll make it dark again
And kiss, there's a thought so how 'bout this?
Let's pretend that both our lips are made of candy
After all we need sweets every now and then
Kurt put his sandwich down and kissed Blaine, humming against his lips. Sitting back, he smiled happily.
Don't you want the way I feel?
Don't you want the way I feel?
Don't you want the way I feel for you?
Well here we are two strangers in a very different place
Who knows what will happen to us next?
Here we are with nothing but this little spark
It's too cold outside to lay this fire to rest
Go, how so very apropos
A goodbye just as soon as I said hello
Well, alright, I'll see you later
It's true, it's just a fantasy for two
But what's the difference if it all could have been true?
I guess this is better
Don't you want the way I feel?
Don't you want the way I feel?
Don't you want the way I feel for you?
"That is the best song ever!" Kurt exclaimed, hugging Blaine and laughing. "And yes, I want the way you feel for me."
"I love it, too. I love you, too. That is how I feel about you," he grinned.
After lunch, they were settled in front of the TV watching old Chuck Norris movies.
"You know," Kurt noted quietly. "The Karofsky D-day is just around the corner."
"I know," Blaine sighed.
"Any idea of what you want to do? Do you want to let me fight him? I think I'm ready," Kurt continued in a soft tone.
"Honey, I just can't agree to put you in that kind of danger. He beat you up so badly before and I couldn't just sit there and watch him do it again," Blaine said. "I do have a plan, however, and it will include both you and I."
"Ooh, are you going to tell me?" Kurt asked eagerly.
"Well, it starts with…"
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Mean, I know. I can't seem to help myself. Hehehehe You guys know I love ya. You'll see what happens soon enough. Btw, just an fyi, the story is nearing its end so be warned. Glee comes back in less than a week! WOOOOOOOOOOOOT
Songs: Eye of the Tiger by Survivor
Don't You by Darren Criss