Manipulate Me 3/3
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine
Warnings: Age gap, Dub-con
Summary: This is for a prompt on the Glee Kink Meme HERE. A massage is supposed to make you feel really good and leave you completely relaxed, if a bit sore, right? Sixteen year old Blaine gets his first full body massage and then some.
I don't own anything Glee related, just my perversions.
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Sitting on his haunches between Blaine’s outstretched legs, Kurt paused to think how to make this feel as good for Blaine as it will be for him. He leaned forward on his knees, bracing himself by planting a hand on a quivering ass cheek in front of him. Kurt ran his hands over the pert globes and smoothed the skin as his hands slid up Blaine’s back. Kurt continued to move his hands over Blaine’s body in an effort to relax him a little more. He moved his legs one at a time, placing a knee either side of Blaine’s hips, as his hands ran continuously over the boy’s silky skin.
Blaine first arched into his touch with his hips and then again as Kurt’s hands crest over his shoulders, his chest rose. He turned his head to get a look at Kurt but to no avail. Blaine felt Kurt’s cock bumping against his inner thighs and backside. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for whatever was next and thought that part of his anxiety was that he wasn’t exactly sure what was next.
He’d done his research (the internet can be a wonderful place), so Blaine knew what sex between men entailed but he just wasn’t sure if that’s what was happening here. Okay yeah, Kurt was obviously hard but this experience was sensual and who wouldn’t be aroused, even just a little bit? But surely Kurt doesn’t want him, isn’t attracted to him, in that way. Right? But Blaine was so desperately turned on; his brain switched itself off as his body simply ran on instinct, hips canting upwards again and again wanting more.
Kurt sensed his client’s need for reassurance and leaned forward, nosing up Blaine’s back in a wandering pattern to plant a light kiss behind Blaine’s ear. His cock slid between the boy’s warm ass cheeks as he tipped his chin over Blaine’s shoulder and nuzzled into his temple.
Blaine lifted his chin, looking for more. He found Kurt’s warm, smiling lips waiting for his. There was just a briefest touch between them as Kurt pulled away. Blaine opened his swirling hazel eyes lazily to see Kurt’s own, dark and studying him, it felt like they were boring straight through him. It was too much, he felt overwhelmed suddenly, overheated. He closed his eyes to take a calming breath and as he did, Kurt’s lips were back on his own. Their mouths slid together as Kurt’s tongue touched his lightly, reverently. Kurt kept rocking ever so slightly as they kissed deeply; the valley of Blaine’s ass provided breathtaking stimulation to them both.
Kurt pulled his lips from Blaine’s. He feathered light kisses along his shoulder and the back of his neck as he shifted his weight back onto his knees to ready himself to lie down over Blaine. His heavy cock slid up through the cleft of Blaine’s ass and over his lower back as Kurt brought his weight down on Blaine’s torso, he then stretched his legs out along the prone boy, providing full body contact. Kurt slid himself up and down against Blaine’s body. Sighing softly, Kurt sucked in an earlobe, ran it between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue.
Blaine’s breathing hitched, his cock was all dewy as it lay trapped between his body and the table, and he’d do whatever it took as long as he got to come. He understood what was next when Kurt’s cock bumped into his entrance again as the masseur pulled back to settle on his knees again. More lube gushed over his hole and Blaine’s mouth hangs open waiting for contact.
Holding his cock in one hand, Kurt teased Blaine’s hole before starting to press in unhurriedly. He sighed as he felt Blaine’s walls grasp him, sucking him into his own version of heaven.
Blaine held his breath, waiting for pain. He gritted his teeth as it came, a grunt turned into a whine as he let the breath go.
Kurt bottomed out, once again spread across Blaine’s back like a blanket, his arms threaded under Blaine’s armpits so his hands rested beside Blaine’s head. He laid a flurry of kisses along the side of Blaine’s face as he ground his hips slowly against him. Small kisses turned into a hot wet mouth that slid across Blaine’s ear and sucked his earlobe in again.
As Blaine’s blood slowed he heard the whispers that Kurt was laying into his skin, “So good Blaine, you’re so amazing.” Blaine exhaled again, feeling calmer.
“Oh Blaine, you’re so gorgeous. I want you so much. I can make you feel so good, so good, oh, oh.”
Blaine smiled softly and took stock of himself for a second. The ache in his ass was fading. He was being gently rocked into by Kurt above him and his cock was refilling, enjoying the friction against the table, as Kurt murmured against the shell of his ear. Kurt’s hips started to move, pulling back a little further each time, while the rest of his body was glued to Blaine’s. The little voice inside Blaine’s head giggled at the thought of Kurt humping him like this, but as silly as it sounded it was so hot and his skin was starting do that tingly thing again, like there were bubbles trapped and ready to burst beneath the surface.
Kurt steadily pumped in and out of Blaine, increasing in tempo. He grinned when Blaine’s voice reappeared with little, “uh uh uhs,” and breathy moans which drove Kurt wild. As Blaine’s volume increased, so did the pace. Kurt couldn’t get enough of this boy and he started to plunge his cock deeper and harder into Blaine.
“Oh, oh take it baby, take it,” Kurt groaned, voice breathy. Kurt couldn’t stop, he needed to come and he needed it now. His skin slapped up against Blaine’s, it echoed off the walls of the room, sounding delightfully dirty. He felt Blaine tense up underneath him, his voice clear, “Ah ah Kurt, oh God, oh, ahhhh. Oh my God!” Blaine’s walls clenched tightly around Kurt’s cock deliciously as he came spurting onto the sheet and it spurred on Kurt’s own release. “Oh, oh, oh baby. Blaine, oh you feel so good,” Kurt called out as he ground his dick deeper into the boy and filled the condom.
The room is filled with heavy breathing as they lay together. Blaine felt dazed, overheated and thirsty. He didn’t really want to move, but right now he needed water like he needed air. He lifted his head and mumbled his request to get up to the man splayed out over top of him.
Kurt blinked slowly at him, not quite comprehending in his boneless state, and then moved himself up and off the table. He stood there holding the condom and tried to figure out what to do next until he saw the tissues and wrapped it up, threw it in the bin then rifled through the side-table’s cupboard looking for something.
As Blaine sat up on the table, Kurt was back with two bottles of water. Blaine gasped out his thanks and proceeded to chug back most of the bottle.
Kurt sat next him, still bare, warm thighs touching Blaine’s while he sipped his own water and considered what he should say. In his rush to seduce Blaine he’d not thought about what would happen afterwards. “So, how did that feel?” he started.
Blaine quirked an eyebrow at him as the bottle left his lips.
He blinked. “I mean, for your first full body massage, do you feel more relaxed?”
Blaine laughed, really laughed hard, throwing his head back as he slapped a warm hand on Kurt’s naked thigh. “Do I ever!” he chuckled, getting himself back under control.
Kurt grinned back at him.
“C’mon, grab your robe. Let’s get you into the shower.” Kurt’s instructions are interrupted though by the quiet buzz of a telephone on the side-table.
Blaine found his robe as Kurt took the call in the nude. Turning back to watch him, Blaine came to the conclusion that should any cult be set up in Kurt’s honour, it should definitely be dedicated to worshipping his ass. He sighed, if only he had the chance to do so himself.
Kurt hung the phone up. “Sorry, my next appointment is here. Um, you can head back to the bathroom, take a shower in there before heading out.” He started to climb back into his pants.
“What about you?” Blaine asked. “You’ll need a shower too and a change of clothes.”
Kurt stepped closer; he stroked a thumb across Blaine’s cheek and spoke softly, “Don’t worry about me. I have a bag full of clothes in the locker room. I’ll get freshened up while Lydia shows the next client into the other massage room.” He tipped forward and kissed Blaine’s lips lightly. “If you ever need another full body massage, you be sure and book in with me, okay?”
Blaine can’t help but grin widely. “Well, now I have the perfect solution to all my mom’s worries about what to buy a teenage boy for Christmas.”
As the building’s door closed behind him, Blaine knew, without a doubt, that he’d be back.
Fin
Sequel - Manipulate Me, Knead Me, Caress Me 1/?