Title: Road Trip Rendezvous

Rating: M

Summary: Kurt and Blaine have a little fun on a road trip.

Gift for Matty on Valentine's Day 2011

Kurt's been driving for seven hours straight when Blaine insists that he pull over and give someone else a turn. He gets off at the next exit and lets Wes take over driving the Navigator, while he curls up in the back seat next to Blaine for some much needed sleep.

The drive from Dalton to Disney is long, but splitting it between four drivers makes the drive easier. Kurt insisted on taking the first shift, but now he knows he needs a break. He drifts off to sleep quickly, leaning against Blaine and relishing in the warmth radiating off of the other boy.

Warm hands run over his naked body as he writhes and moans on the bed. One hand cups his face and the other grabs his ass, and he's going crazy.

"Blaine, just touch me, please!"

The hands oblige, beginning to stroke up and down his hard cock, faster and faster until –

Kurt's eyes spring open because while his dream was fantastic, it's nothing compared to what's going on right now in the back seat of the Navigator. At some point when Kurt was sleeping, Blaine must have fished a blanket out of the back of the SUV, and now it's draped around the two of them. And Blaine's hand is stroking Kurt's cock.

Kurt glances furtively at the two boys sitting in the front seat. David is fast asleep in the passenger seat and Wes has got his headphones in, so Kurt thinks maybe he won't notice.

"What are you doing?" hisses Kurt.

"Waking you up," Blaine grins, increasing the pace of his strokes.

"Ungh," Kurt gasps, thrusting into Blaine's fist.

"See, you're enjoying it," Blaine says, as he leans over to nibble on Kurt's ear.

Kurt grips the seat with both hands, closes his eyes, and shudders, reveling in the feel of Blaine's hand on his cock.

"What if they notice?" Kurt gasps.

"Calm down, Kurt. Live a little."

Kurt leans into Blaine's shoulder to stifle his moan which Blaine interprets as more, please.

Blaine adds more pressure to his stroking and runs his finger over the tip of Kurt's cock, smearing his pre-cum around. Kurt's cock is nice and slick now and Blaine can stroke him with more ease.

Kurt arches his hips up to meet Blaine's hand when he feels Blaine's other hand slide its way under his shirt

"No, don't –" Kurt manages, but it's too late. Blaine knows his weakness.

Blaine runs his fingers over one of Kurt's nipples, knowing that this is what will push him over the edge.

Kurt bites into Blaine's shoulder to muffle his scream, and as Blaine pinches his nipple between two fingers, and he knows he's done for. After a few more hard strokes, Kurt is coming all over Blaine's hand, and he knows he's left a pretty nice mark on Blaine's shoulder, even through his tee shirt.

"Finally," comes David's voice from the front seat. "I was getting sick of pretending to be asleep."