Chapter 8
Blaine didn't need to be asked twice. He stepped sideways slightly so Kurt could turn his body towards him. The brunette had his eyes half-closed as Blaine leaned in to connect their lips. Kurt groaned at the contact and Blaine took this opportunity to slide his tongue into the other boy's mouth. The kiss quickly got more passionate, Kurt's tongue responding to the intrusion with an equal amount of want.
The position the two boys were in was somewhat uncomfortable, both of them swatted down. As Blaine ran his hands down Kurt's sides he gently pushed him down so he was lying flat on the hard stone floor of the garage. Blaine followed him down; manoeuvring their bodies so he was kneeling between Kurt's parted legs. At this point, Kurt was right in the middle of heaven and hell. He was so overcome by the feeling of pleasure radiating from Blaine's mouth but at the same time he wanted more. Kurt laced his fingers into the other boy's curly hair and yanked his head down so he ended up lying fully on top of him.
Blaine's lips left Kurt's and began to travel down the brown haired boy's neck. The sensation was so overwhelming when Blaine bit the skin directly under his earlobe and he bucked his hips up into the boy above. He let out another groan that echoed through the silent room – silent but for the harsh breathing and slight ruffling of material.
The boy above him rolled his hips in response and Kurt felt something hard grind against his thigh. Kurt arched is back in an attempt to get more friction against his own equally hard cock and the two boys rutted together at a fast but steady pace. Their lips reconnected into a struggled kiss which was mainly teeth and tongues. Kurt could feel the sharp hot heat pooling in his stomach and he tried his best to will it away. Before now the only people who had ever come in close contact with his dick were either himself or one of the jock kicking him in the balls, so he was approaching his climax quicker than he would have liked. Actually, he didn't really mind, it was beginning to feel painful as he tried to hold on, so instead, he just let go. "Ah, oh fuck, Blaine, ah, ahh fuck... fuck, ah... Blaine," he gasped as he came inside his underwear. Apparently the time had reached for the other boy too as Kurt watched him shudder and heard his own name spill from his lips, mixed with some swear words before he collapsed on top of him.
When they had both come back down from their highs, Blaine rolled off the other boy and they both lay on the ground for a few seconds. That was before Blaine jumped up to his feet and turned to look down at Kurt, who still hadn't moved. "Need a hand beautiful," he asked holding one out for Kurt to grab onto as he pulled himself up. "I'm just gonna go and, err, clean up," Kurt stammered as his eyes darted around the shop. Blaine laughed a little at his slight embarrassment, "take your time gorgeous," he smirked.
When Kurt made his way out of the employ's bathroom at the back of the garage we saw Blaine kneeling by his bike, tightening up one of the bolts. "Umm, Blaine, what are you doing?" Kurt asked, confused at why he had brought the bike to the shop if he could do it himself. "I'm changing the oil filter," Blaine stated the obvious. "I saw the name of the shop yesterday when I was driving by. I didn't really think there would be more than one Hummel family in the district so I came back to see if you worked here," he stood up and walked over to Kurt. "My guess was correct," he leaned closer, "and I also enjoyed it very much," he finished, his mouth directly next to Kurt's ear.
Kurt gulped audibly as the curly haired boy drew back so he was looking into his eyes. "Are you free tomorrow afternoon?" He asked, his eyes not leaving Kurt's.
"I have glee until 5," Kurt himself didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.
"I'll have you after then," Blaine ran his index finger down the side of Kurt's cheek and across his bottom lip. Kurt didn't move. He didn't know what 'have you' implied but he wasn't going to ask. "See you later beautiful," and with that, Blaine turned and mounted his motorbike, kicked off and sped out of the garage at a dangerous pace.
When Kurt got home that evening he saw Rachel's car on the drive next to Carole's. His dad had obviously taken his own on his night out and Finn didn't have one so he parked at the end of the drive way and climbed out. As he entered the kitchen he saw two plates of half eaten food that looked like they had just been abandoned. Kurt took some bread from the basket in the centre, not wanting to know what had distracted the diners from the meal. He was safe in the knowledge that Rachel didn't want to lose her virginity until she had won a Tony award so he was at least safe from thinking about that. But he still didn't want to find out.
He made himself a cup of tea and went upstairs to his bedroom to finish off his US History assignment and falling asleep not long after, feeling quite worn out from earlier that day.