{fic} What You Got Boy, Is Hard To Find 7b/7

[hamhocklover]

For the past seven hours, Dave hadn’t been able to think of much besides Kurt’s naked body. Images of a bare shoulder, an exposed nipple, the curve of his naked lower back and even the bruise on his uncovered hip played over and over in his mind. Of course, he tried to reason with himself that last night (and yesterday morning) were flukes and it would most likely be a long frustrating wait until he was able to get Kurt naked again.

His only consolation was knowing he now had a shit load of memories to get him through the next several weeks, if that’s how long it took. He finally clocked out and checked his phone as he headed outside, stopping in the middle of the parking lot to read and re-read the messages from Kurt.

They’d be alone tonight? All night? His cock twitched as a hungry smile spread across his face. He almost jogged the rest of the way to his truck.

Kurt opened the front door for Dave, oozing with every ounce of his ever-increasing sexiness. “Hi…” he purred.

“Hi, babe.” Dave stepped inside. He leaned in and kissed Kurt’s waiting lips. “So…what’s the deal tonight, exactly?”

“I told you.” Kurt answered as he took Dave’s hand and led him to the kitchen. “We have the whole house to ourselves. My dad…he doesn’t like you, David…he freakin loves you. He and Carole are out for the night. Finn is at Rachel’s. He might be spending the night there again. So, tonight, it’s just us. We can do…whatever we want.”

There was something different dancing behind Kurt’s eyes, besides the excitement and relief that they were alone…there was something else and Dave was trying to place it. “What did your dad say, exactly?”

Kurt turned to face Dave once they reached the kitchen. He had candles lit and the breakfast bar set with a tablecloth and plates. “He said he likes you. He said that he trusts you, he trusts us and that we can basically do whatever we want now.”

Dave’s lips twitched into a small smile. Whatever they wanted? No sneaking around or resorting to phone sex only? Wow, he thought. And then he felt his stomach twist into a knot. Maybe his mom’s talk affected him more than he thought it did. Was he ready for more? After he’d just told his mom…that they weren’t? “Whatever we want?” he asked quietly.

“Anything at all.” Kurt smirked. But Dave saw it again, it was just a flash of something behind Kurt’s smile. “Sit down, what do you want to drink?” Kurt directed Dave to sit at the breakfast bar and then turned back to the fridge.

“Um, lemonade, soda…whatever you’re drinking, I guess.”

“How was your day?” Kurt asked as he busied himself with the drinks.

“Good. We were busy so it went by fast. Kurt…are we--?”

“My day was fine, in case you were wondering. Have you ever been to Artie’s house? If not, you should definitely come next time.” Kurt kept talking as he dished the food out onto their plates. “It’s really nice. He’s got this amazing in-ground pool with a water fountain and Jacuzzi and his mom makes these spritzers that are so delicious. Mercedes dropped her phone in the water so she was absolutely devastated most of the day. But other than that--”

“Kurt…?”

“Finn and Rachel were arguing about something but I don’t even bother to ask anymore. He still went to her house for dinner so I guess they’re ok.” Kurt sat and picked up his fork, twisting his noodles around on his plate as he spoke.

“Kurt.”

“I hope you like this. You liked it last time. And I made it the same way so you should like it.”

“Kurt!”

Kurt looked up suddenly and they locked eyes. “What’s wrong?” Dave asked quietly.

Kurt swallowed. “I’m sorry. I’m just…um…I don’t know…nervous, I guess? I’ll shut up…I’m sorry.”

“Why would you be nervous?” Dave whispered. That’s when he saw it again, flashing briefly across Kurt’s face. That look. Kurt wasn’t just nervous…he was terrified. He was trying to hide it but Dave knew it was there.

Kurt looked down at his plate. “I don’t know…um…later, I mean…I just…”

Dave sighed deeply, got up, walked around the counter and stood next to Kurt. He cupped Kurt’s chin in his hand, stroking his cheek with his thumb. “Kurt. It doesn’t matter if we have the whole house to ourselves and permission to do…whatever. Nothing’s happening tonight that you and I aren’t ready for.” Kurt swallowed, his eyes big and trusting as he looked up at Dave. “I love being with you. You’re so sexy and there are so many things I want to do with you. But…” he reached down and took Kurt’s hand, bringing it to his mouth for a light kiss, “…I just got my first glimpse of you naked yesterday. I’m not in any hurry to do more. Are you?”

Kurt’s features visibly relaxed, a shy smile tugging at his mouth. He answered by looking down and shaking his head slowly. Then he jumped up suddenly, wrapping his arms around Dave’s neck, burying his face in his boyfriend’s warm chest. “Oh my god, David, you’re right. I’m not ready. But I thought maybe you were and…god…I’m so stupid.” Kurt looked up and smiled. “You are an incredible boyfriend, you know that?” he whispered.

“Whatever. First of all, you’re not stupid. And second, you’re the one who cooked me dinner after a long day at work. I think you’re the incredible boyfriend here.” He leaned in for a light kiss and then set Kurt back on his barstool. “Speaking of dinner…” he moved to the other side of the counter sat back on his stool, picking up his fork and taking a bite. “Mmm, delicious, of course.”

Kurt smiled widely, “Thank you,” he wiggled in his seat and happily dug into his meal. Conversation flowed easily as they ate, laughing and talking about Mercedes, Finn and Dave's stoner co-workers.

The dishes were done and Dave and Kurt stood awkwardly for a second in the kitchen. Dave reached down and took the kitchen towel from Kurt’s hand, squeezing gently. “Now what?” he teased.

“Now…” Kurt cleared his throat, “you follow me to my room.” Kurt winked as he passed Dave, walking out of the kitchen, up the stairs and into his bedroom. Dave was right behind him. The door was shut and Kurt turned back to his waiting boyfriend. “Mmm, a button down…” Kurt hummed as he reached for the top button of Dave’s shirt.

“Mm-hmm, I know how to follow directions.” Dave chuckled. Kurt had the shirt unbuttoned and open quickly. He reached in to grab the sides of Dave’s t-shirt and tugged it out of his waistband.

“Too many layers, though. I’m already getting frustrated.” Kurt frowned jokingly. He allowed Dave’s help in sliding the open shirt off his shoulders and then pulling the t-shirt over his head. “Ahh…that’s what I want…” he exclaimed as he let his hands run freely over Dave’s bare chest. Their lips met again as Dave’s hands wrapped around Kurt, bringing their bodies closer. “I got an idea.” Kurt smiled as he pulled back from Dave’s arms, his hands reaching for the button of his boyfriend’s jeans. “How about a massage?”

“A massage?” Dave’s eyebrows shot up…he liked the sound of that. He reached for Kurt’s shirt, slipping it easily over his head as Kurt fumbled with Dave’s zipper.

“Yes. I have this amazing massage lotion, it’s jasmine vanilla scented as it’s just…ugh…you’ll see.”

Dave kicked out of his pants and slipped off his socks, leaving his boxers on, for now. He reached for the button of Kurt’s shorts and undid it quickly, tugging them down and off, leaving his impossibly tight, incredibly sexy underwear on too. For now. He wrapped his hands around Kurt’s back, savoring the incredible silkiness of his bare skin and nuzzling into his neck and inhaling his scent. “You mean you want me to feel all over your body with some smelly lotion on my hands? Well…ok, if I have to.”

“Uh-huh, and I go first, since it’s my idea.” Kurt chuckled, pulling back. “You, on the bed, face down.” Kurt smirked, slapping Dave’s ass.

Dave faltered, hesitating as he looked over at the bed and back to Kurt, sudden worry flashing across his face. “Face down? It’s…it’s just a massage, though…right?” He broke out in a huge grin as Kurt smacked his ass again.

“Shut up and get on the bed before I change my mind.” Kurt laughed.

Dave pulled the covers back and crawled across the bed, laying down on his stomach. Kurt plugged his ipod into his speakers and selected an appropriate playlist. He returned with the bottle of lotion and climbed onto the bed next to his boyfriend. He squirted a generous amount onto his palms and rubbed his hands together to warm it then placed his hands on the broad plain of Dave’s back and began massaging his fingers into Dave’s tired muscles. “How does that feel?” he asked after several quiet minutes.

“Amazing.” Dave mumbled into the mattress. “Mmm, that does smell good.”

“Glad you like it.” Kurt continued massaging, focusing his attention on one shoulder cap then the other, moving down the sides of Dave’s back, then back up and massaging his arms one at a time.

“Ugh, god…feels so good.” Dave groaned as Kurt used his full strength to work into the tight muscles of his neck.

“Didn’t realize you held so much tension in your neck, babe.” Kurt answered.

“Me neither.”

Kurt moved down the bed, reapplied some lotion and began kneading into the back of Dave’s thighs, one at a time, before moving lower to work on his calves. Finishing there, he tapped lightly on Dave’s back, whispering, “Roll over, sweetheart.”

Dave complied. He opened his heavy eyelids and watched as Kurt worked intently on his chest, rubbing and kneading his muscles with lotioned hands. He closed his eyes again, worried he might be too relaxed to give Kurt a decent massage once it was his turn.

“You couldn’t be sexier if you tried.” Kurt whispered under his breath…causing Dave’s eyes to flutter open.

“Mmm, think so?”

“I know so. I’ve had my hands all over you. It’s painfully obvious. You are a gorgeous hunk of man.”

Dave chuckled, forcing himself to mumble a ‘thank you’ to Kurt’s compliment, as exaggerated as it was. He’d never get enough of those, he knew it. “Is it my turn yet?”

Kurt dropped down next to Dave’s body, propping himself up on his elbow next to Dave, “Yes, it’s your turn. How do you feel?”

“Incredible. I think you’re spoiling me.”

“That’s my job.” Kurt replied, switching places with Dave on the bed.

“Your job?” Dave asked, reaching for the lotion as Kurt lay on his stomach in front of him.

“Mm-hmm. My grandmother told me that’s the secret to a long, happy relationship. You have to continuously find new and interesting ways to spoil each other.” Dave warmed the lotion in his hands and pressed them onto Kurt’s back. “Once you stop trying, the other person feels deprived and they’re more likely to look for someone else to make them feel special.” Kurt groaned as Dave’s large hands pressed him into the mattress. “When you commit to someone, she said, you’re actually promising them that stroking their ego is now more important than stroking your own. That’s your job. And they should feel it’s their job to stroke yours.”

“Grandma was a smart lady,” Dave chuckled.

“Still is. You’ll meet her someday, I hope. She lives in Florida.”

“Ah. Even better.” Dave worked out the muscles across Kurt’s back, coming down to his waist and then reaching the area near his sore hip. He pulled the waistband of Kurt’s boxer briefs down to inspect the area. “How does it feel?” he brushed lightly over the bruised skin.

“Still a little tight. Looks hideous, doesn’t it?”

“Not hideous. Just…a slight, temporary imperfection to an otherwise flawless body.”

“Mmm…you got the ego-stroking thing down pretty well, don’t you?”

“Mm-hmm…you make it so easy.” Dave whispered, leaning in towards Kurt’s ear. He slipped his fingers into Kurt’s waistband again, with the intention of pulling it back into place. But…the temptation was too great. He tugged them down further with both index fingers until the waistband hugged just under the pert roundness of Kurt’s ass cheeks. He could hear the snicker as it escaped Kurt’s throat. Dave leaned down to place a tender kiss in the center of each cheek before pulling the tight piece of elastic back into place and finishing with a playful squeeze. “Fuckin perfect ass…” Dave mumbled as he shifted lower on the bed and began working on Kurt’s legs.

Finishing there, he whispered for Kurt to roll over. Once Kurt was lying on his back, Dave reached for the lotion but hesitated. He took in the beautiful sight before him, slowly drinking in every inch of Kurt’s body, smiling blankly as he held the bottle in his hands. “How does he do it?” Dave asked, shaking his head.

“How does who do what?”

“Calvin Klein. How does he make your ass and your…cock…look so irresistible when they’re actually hidden behind this damn piece of material?” Dave let his fingers glide down Kurt’s side, over the edge of his underwear and down his thigh. “Naked…you’re fucking unbelievable. But like this…” Dave slipped his fingers into Kurt’s waistband, snapping it back teasingly, “you’re just so damn sexy.”

Kurt smiled and shook his head. “I’m glad you can appreciate the fashion genius that is the Calvin Klein menswear collection.” Kurt cleared his throat. “But…um…I have to ask. Are you finished with my massage yet? Because at some point, I’d really like to take these off.”

Dave smirked. “Nope. Not done,” he answered, “…you hold your horses. I’m enjoying this.” He applied a small dab of lotion to his hands and placed them immediately on Kurt’s chest, chuckling as Kurt jumped at the cold temperature and goosebumps appeared on Kurt’s skin.

“Meany.” Kurt giggled.

Dave moved his hands down Kurt’s body to his abs and across his belly then up his sensitive, sometimes ticklish sides. He slowly worked his way down one arm, caressing it tenderly and placing it on the pillow above Kurt’s head. He took the other arm too, massaging it gently and kissing Kurt’s hand before placing it above Kurt’s head. He dropped to his elbow, gliding his fingers gently across Kurt’s chest. He passed over one nipple and then the other, smiling and enjoying the reaction as the muscles in Kurt’s abdomen twitched. “How do you feel, babe?”

“Absolutely blissful.”

Dave leaned in, catching Kurt’s lips in a tender kiss as he moved to lie on top of him, holding Kurt’s hands above his head, supporting his weight with his elbows. He brushed his hips across Kurt’s pelvis, spreading Kurt’s legs gently with his knee and causing their building erections to rub against one another. “So sexy…” Dave whispered. He trailed his fingers down the length of Kurt’s arm, continuing down and grazing Kurt’s chest as his hips continued grinding into Kurt’s.

The friction was building and Kurt thrust his hips reflexively, meeting Dave’s slow rhythmic movements and groaning into their kiss as their lips met again. “That feels so good, David…right, oh…right there…god, that feels good.”

“Yes, it does.” Dave groaned as he gradually picked up the pace, rutting into Kurt, overwhelmed by the now intensified sensation.

A moment later Kurt shifted his hips sideways abruptly and broke contact. Dave’s eyes snapped wide in confusion. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “Did I hurt you?”

“No.” Kurt smiled shyly, pulling one hand down and cupping Dave’s face, “Just…slow down,” he whispered.

“Oh. Sorry.” Dave looked down, embarrassed. “I promised I’d go slower, didn’t I?”

Kurt nodded. “Everything you’re doing…it feels amazing. I just want it to last a little longer, tonight.” Kurt raised Dave’s cheek and met his eyes.

“Of course, babe. Me too.” He moved slightly and found friction again, although this time concentrating more on his pace rather than his pleasure. He leaned in and kissed Kurt deeply, stilling the movements of his hips as he did so. He paused again a few moments later, focusing his attention on Kurt’s neck and then his nipples. He pulled back, locking eyes with his boyfriend. “I love you, Kurt. So much.”

“I love you too, David.” Kurt whispered, smiling up at his man.

Dave moved back, propping himself on his elbow as he laid next to Kurt, tugging on the waistband of his tight black briefs, finally pulling them down and off. He then slipped out of his own quickly. He reached down, grazing his fingers along Kurt’s erection before looking over his shoulder and mumbling something about the bottle of lotion.

Kurt decided to use the opportunity to trade places. He pressed his hands against Dave’s chest, forcing him to roll onto his back. He climbed on top, straddling his body and feeling his boyfriend’s erection hitting his ass. He reached behind himself and grabbed it firmly. “Someday…” he mumbled, raising his eyebrows and licking his lip seductively. He shifted slightly, rubbing Dave’s hardness against his crack, enjoying the new type of friction it caused there. “Mmmm, definitely, someday.” He shifted again, moving to sit lower on Dave’s body, bringing their erections back together as he leaned forward against Dave’s chest, grinding into him and enjoying the feel of skin on skin. “Now, you can grab the lotion…” he instructed with a mischievous smile playing across his face.

Dave reached for the bottle and squeezed a small amount onto Kurt’s palm. Kurt sat back up and applied the lotion to both their cocks, wrapping his long fingers around both shafts. Kurt was blown away by the new sensation as he watched his hands pump both shafts together. He let his thumb slip over the head of one and then come back around the outside of the other. Kurt was enjoying himself so much that he seemed to forget there was a body attached to the cock he was so engrossed in stroking.

Until Dave groaned. “How long do you want me to last, Kurt?”

“Um….a little while lon--”

“Then stop.” He grabbed Kurt’s hands, chuckling as he stilled his boyfriend’s movements.

“Ah. Sorry.” Kurt replied knowingly. He leaned down again, giving their mutual erections a break as he pressed his chest against Dave’s. Their lips met again, this time for long, slow and lingering kisses while their hips continued the faint, impulsive dance against each other. “That felt really good.” Kurt breathed between kisses.

“Yes, it did…almost too good.” Dave answered as his lips struggled to find the sweet spot on Kurt’s neck. “How long do we have, honestly? Before your parents come home?”

“You can stay all night, babe. I swear, it’s ok. You can stay until you have to go to work in the morning.” Kurt answered.

“Ok. I get that part. But,” Dave smirked. “I’d rather he not hear you screaming and moaning while I continue to ravage your gorgeous body all night long.” Dave slid his hands around the curve of Kurt’s ass, bringing their fading erections into better contact. “How long until they get home?”

Kurt glanced at the bedside clock. “Another hour, to be safe.” Kurt pulled himself back into a sitting position, returning his hands to Dave’s cock only. “Besides, if we both have to work in the morning, it’s not like we can stay up all night having sex.” He nodded, thoughtfully as his hands worked Dave’s shaft hard again, “We should be responsible and go to sleep at a respectable hour.”

Dave nodded in false agreement, “I totally agree…getting to sleep early tonight is definitely a good idea.” Kurt’s hand tightened around Dave’s cock and the pace of his strokes steadily increased. “That way, we can get up early and have sex again in the morning. Oooh…we can do it in the shower again.” Dave’s eyes widened with excitement.

“See? Now I remember why you’re my boyfriend…you are just so clever.”

“Clever, huh?” Dave smirked, his hand finally wrapping itself around Kurt’s twitching cock. “Is that all?”

“Clever. And…if I’m lucky, we’ll have math class together next semester and you’ll let me cheat off you.”

“Oh, Kurt. Don’t be silly.” Dave chuckled, “Like you’d ever find yourself in an honors trig class.”

Kurt flashed Dave a wounded look but then giggled as he leaned down onto Dave’s chest again, catching his lips for a playful kiss. “No, I guess not.” He rocked his hips, bringing their erections closer in line. “Whatever will we do with ourselves if we don’t have any shared classes next year?”

“I’m sure we’ll find something.” Dave mumbled as his hands reached for Kurt’s ass, pulling him closer and moving his pelvis in perfect slow circles, finding just the right amount of friction and drag. “I don’t think I can hang on much longer, Kurt. I want you so bad.”

Kurt moaned as he felt Dave’s hardness grow between them. “Do it then…make me come, David.”

Kurt’s words shot right into Dave’s dick, causing him to pull Kurt harder against him. They rocked into each other, meeting the push and pull and torturous, playful circles of each other’s hips until the pace increased and the moans and whimpers escaping Kurt’s mouth were enough to send Dave over the edge. Kurt followed a second later, his fingers digging into the tops of Dave’s shoulders as he continued thrusting, groaning with pleasure at the increased slickness.

He collapsed onto Dave’s chest, panting heavily as their spent seed mingled between them. He knew he’d have to get up eventually, but was in no hurry.

“You’re amazing, Kurt.” Dave whispered into the silence a few moments later.

“Mmm, so are you, you know.” Kurt strained to sit up, mindful of the mess splashed across his belly. “Hmm, none got on the bed, very nice.”

Dave chuckled as he sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed, following Kurt into the bathroom. “Quick shower?”

“Yes, excellent idea.” Kurt replied. “Then, I believe I’ll wake you up at some point in the night with a sneak attack blow job.”

“Really? That’s your plan?” Dave smirked as they stepped into the shower together. “And you feel comfortable telling me? You’re not afraid that I might be planning the exact same thing?”

“But David…I’m the sex monster, remember?”

“Oh, that’s right…you are.” Dave nodded. “My boyfriend’s a sex monster…so…you know what that makes me?” Dave pressed Kurt against the tiles, rubbing their still slick bellies together as the steam swirled around them. Kurt shook his head slowly, the devilish, hungry look on Dave’s face causing his breath to catch and his spent dick to twitch with renewed desire. “That makes me the luckiest guy in the world.”

Epilogue - The rush is worth the price I pay