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works/285266.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Kurt_Hummel/Noah_Puckerman
  Character:
      Kurt_Hummel, Noah_Puckerman
  Additional Tags:
      Barebacking, Masturbation
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-01-01 Words: 750
****** Hands Off ******
by solequeene
Summary
      Kurt loses a bet and a pillow.
Notes
     Written for this prompt, posted by my beloved 
     [[info]]
lezi . Unbetaed.
Kurt Hummel should have known that betting on a game’s winner to Noah Puckerman
was stupid. What did he know about sports? Nothing. It had been a stupid and
impulsive act. And he was paying it.
“So, you have to do whatever I want. And you can’t complain”.
“I know, Noah. You’ve said it ten times. What do you want me to do? Suck you?
Beg? Oh, no… you don’t want me to wear those heels again, do you? Because I
almost died, last time. And, honestly, I have no intention of dying at the
tender age of…”
“Shut up”, Puck pressed a kiss on his lips. “Man, you’re gonna kill me with all
that talk!”.
Kurt huffed but went silent and moved to sit on his bed. The jock joined him
and pulled him into his lap, grinning as Kurt’s cold façade melted away.
“I want you to jerk off”.
“Uh?” How eloquent, Kurt
“I.WANT.YOU.TO.JERK.OFF”, he repeated slowly, like when talking to a little,
dense child. “You know? Getting off? For me?”
“Umm, yeah, sure”, Kurt’s hand flew to his belt.
“There’s a catch, baby”, Noah’s grin widened “You can’t use your hands”.
Kurt’s eyes narrowed in confusion. “What?”
“I want to watch you wanking, without your hands. You’re slow today, babe”
“How should I? I … I … you are weird, Noah”
“I am. Now, pants off and let me see what you got, blue eyes”
Kurt sighed. Trying to understand Noah was like trying to understand the moment
before the Big Bang: you could only see chaos and heat and you would end up
crazy. And he totally couldn’t pull off a straight-jacket.
He took his clothes off, and straddled his boyfriend, kissing him deeply. It
only took a few kisses and some trained caresses to get him hard as rock. Damn
Noah and his talent.
Kurt was at lost. He lied on his back, auburn head resting on the soft pillow
and then everything made sense. He took the fluffy object and, mourning briefly
for the loss of a perfectly nice Egyptian cotton piece, he put it between his
legs, making sure his member was not being crushed and squeezed his legs,
tight. It felt good, soft but firm and his shaft twitched appreciatively. He
moved his hips tentatively. Yes. This would work.
Noah was looking at him, kneeling by his side, eyes fixed on his crotch. Kurt
smiled coyly and started rubbing his legs against each other, putting as much
friction as he could, enjoying the roughness of the fabric on his scorching
flesh.
“Damn, Kurt, that’s hot” Puck was undoing his belt, hard already.
“Thanks. Watch”
He kept rubbing his legs, thrusting his hips ups. A moan was torn from his lips
as he let himself enjoy the experience. Noah was stroking his own dick, eyes
blown wide and hips rocking swiftly. Kurt rolled over, re arranging the pillow
so it would also move against his ass, teasingly but constantly. He heard the
boy next to him gasp and ran a hand over his small, perky ass, and then slapped
it.
The gleek started humping the cushion in earnest, contracting ands relaxing the
muscles in his butt, offering Noah small glimpses of his pink, tight hole. He
was whimpering, pace growing wilder and more erratic, feeling his climax
building on the base of his spine.
Puck knelt between the pale legs, his hand moving up and down his swollen
member, watching heatedly as the small man ground himself against the cotton.
He let go of his cock to spread Kurt’s ass cheeks and the smaller man screamed
in pleasure. Noah kept the tempting entrance exposed with one hand and the went
back to stroke himself.
Kurt thrust a few more times and came with a roaring “Noah” and the jock felt
his chest puff with pride. He guided his throbbing shaft to rub against his
boyfriend’s crack, teasing the hole with the head, almost pushing in, but not
really. He pulled away (Kurt whimpered) and set a furious pace on his cock. It
took him less than a minute to come, spilling himself on Kurt’s entrance,
trying to get as much on it as possible. Even if he wasn’t inside of the pale
boy, he loved watching that minuscule ring of flesh drowning in his jizz. It
made him feel powerful.
Puck collapsed on top of Kurt’s trembling body and caught his plump lips in a
lazy kiss.
Life was good.
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