Kurt was driving down the back roads in Ohio hoping to get to his job soon. Once again he was running late because his boyfriend decided to be out later with his car and then Kurt had to drop him off at work. As he rounded the turn he didn't see the cop sitting on the side until he heard the 'whoop whoop' and he looked in his rear view. There were the red and blue lights flashing. He pulled into the abandoned gas station on the side of the road.

He looked in his rear view and saw the cop walking. It was the same cop who had pulled him over another time in the same zone for speeding. He groaned and sat back in his seat. At least this time he was buckled in. The man walked up to the side of his car and looked into the Navigator at him. His name was Blaine Anderson. He was kind of short with short, curly black hair that Kurt just wanted to run his hands through. He had these piercing hazel eyes that he swore saw right to his soul and all of his deepest secrets, like the hidden crush. He was tanned and had a nice smile on his face that complimented his eyes. Kurt looked out at him giving him his best smile as his skinny jeans suddenly felt tighter.

“Good afternoon,” Kurt said politely hoping his unease didn't show. He couldn't get the smile of his out of his mind at all.

“Hi. Do you know why I pulled you over?”

“No.”

“I clocked you at 55 in a 35 zone...can I see your license and vehicle registration?”

“Sure, officer,” Kurt said as he opened the console in his car. He pulled out the little book and took out the registration and got his wallet for his license. He handed them over and waited as he looked at them.

“Mr. Hummel? Did I pull you over before? In the same spot?” He asked.

“I believe so...I'm not too sure.”

“I'll find out when I get back to my car,” he said turning and walking away. Kurt waited the longest five minutes of his life for him to come back to his car.

“It's you. I thought you would have learned by now.”

“I'm sorry officer. I'm running late for work because of my boyfriend had my car...”

“I'm not interested in hearing what your excuse is.”

“Please, I can't afford another ticket with my dead end job...”

He watched the uncertainty in Blaine's eyes and then his hazel ones avoided his blue ones. He turned back to him with a small smile on his lips.

“If you do one thing, I'll let you off and act like this never happened,” Blaine said.

“Anything...”

“Get out of your car.”

Kurt closed his eyes and let out the breath he'd been holding. He unbuckled and opened his door and stepped out. Blaine's eyes roamed up and down his body and Kurt looked down feeling his face flush. Blaine pressed him against his car and smiled at him. Kurt felt his cock twitch an knew it was too late to back out now.

“You can back out now...but your ticket isn't exactly cheap,” Blaine said.

“No...I...I'm okay with this...” Kurt replied. Blaine moved away from him and looked Kurt up and down again.

“Hands on your car.”

Kurt turned and braced himself against him car scowling at the hand prints that would be left over. He felt Blaine move against him and his hands rested on Kurt's hips. A tentative kiss was placed on his neck as his hands moved to the front of his jeans. His hands moved back to Kurt's hips as he held him. Kurt turned around and pressed his lips to Blaine's and then looked down into the hazel eyes.

“I think we'd be better in the backseat of my car...” Kurt said.

“No shit. Let's go,” Blaine said. Kurt turned and opened the door to the back of his car. Once they were in Blaine closed the door and Kurt called his boss.

“I'm really sorry...I got into a fender bender and I'm waiting for the cop to come,” Kurt said. He listened to his boss bitch him out and then hung up. Once he did Blaine was on top of him and pushing him to lay down on his back. Blaine lips attached to his and Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck. Blaine's tongue traced along Kurt's bottom lip. Kurt responded and their tongues fought for dominance. Kurt kept his eyes closed as Blaine started on his shirt. Once it was discarded along with his undershirt into the trunk of his car he felt his jeans being pulled down. He opened his eyes and saw Blaine was still dressed.

“Let me help you there, officer,” Kurt said as he started to unbutton Blaine's shirt. He pushed it down off his arms and Blaine took it off the rest of the way. He threw it into the back of the car with Kurt's shirt. Kurt shuffled out of his skinny jeans as Blaine undid his belt. Kurt felt his face flush even more remembering he had gone commando that day. Blaine whistled and Kurt closed his eyes. He opened them to look at Blaine's chiseled chest and the patch of hair leading to his cock that was hard and already leaking pre-cum.

“Turn around,” Blaine instructed. Kurt complied and waited for Blaine. He heard some clicking and saw Blaine his handcuffs around one of Kurt's wrists. He tried to pull them away but Blaine had him beat. Kurt was strong but Blaine had him pinned and he couldn't move. The other cuff was looped through the grab-handle on the ceiling of his Navigator and cuffed around his other wrist. He maneuvered to get comfy but still felt uncomfortable in the awkward position. He hoped they could get into a more comfortable position. He saw Blaine reach over into the cup holder on the door for the lube and condoms he kept there. He saw him open bottle of the lube and coat his fingers.

“Ready?” Blaine asked. Kurt nodded and felt the intrusion of Blaine's digit against his ass. He pressed forward slowly and Kurt squirmed under the touch for more. Blaine's other hand rested on his hip and held him still.

“More...” Kurt breathed out. Blaine complied and he felt another finger press into his ass with the first. Blaine moved fast and went deep hitting the sweet spot that drove Kurt crazy. Blaine scissored him and Kurt felt the shudders wrack his body as he yearned for more. He felt disgusted as he stuck his ass out for more from Blaine and hissed in shock as a third finger was suddenly added to the other two.

“You okay?”

“I'm fine...just...just move,” Kurt said. After a few more minutes of Blaine teasing him the fingers slipped from his body. He heard the condom wrapper be opened and waited. He felt Blaine press against him and he whined for the feel of him inside of him. Blaine laughed and pressed in. He took his time and once he was sheathed he laid down against Kurt's back and and kissed the back of his neck lightly. He kissed Kurt's shoulder and moved to his back and down until he stood straight. He looked back to see Blaine had one foot on the floor of his car and was kneeling on the seat. Blaine pulled out and thrust back in quickly. Kurt groaned and waited as Blaine pulled out again. He kept up a steady rhythm making Kurt's heart beat sound like a hummingbird and driving him crazy.

“More...God more...” Kurt said. Blaine's grip on his hips tightened and he slammed relentlessly into Kurt. Kurt let the moans and curses slip from his lips without any holding back. God, he was good! Blaine's hand pressed down on his back. He moved down and stuck his ass in the air for Blaine. He got into as comfortable a position as he could like this. Blaine's hand moved down his back and down his hip and wrapped around his achingly hard cock.

“I could get you off without touching you...” Blaine said as he let Kurt go.

“No...no...please...” Kurt begged. Blaine's hand, still lathered with lube, wrapped around his cock. He moved his hand and slid his thumb over the head and spread the leaking pre-cum. He didn't know what felt better. Blaine thrusting into him or jacking him off. The familiar warm, coiling feeling started in his groin and he started to moan even more. Kurt felt his body give in as he came on his back seat. He felt Blaine's thrusts become uneven and then he stopped. He collapsed on Kurt's back and pressed soft kisses along his spine.

“Can...can you...damn...can you please unlock the cuffs?” Kurt said while trying to get his breathing under control.

“Yeah...just...let me...” Blaine said still ragged. He leaned over Kurt and picked the keys up. Kurt moaned as Blaine slipped out from him and reached above him to unlock the cuffs. Once he was free he slumped down on his seat and turned around onto his back and looked up into the hazel eyes of the one he loved.

“That was better than last time...” Blaine said.

“Yeah, a quickie in the back of my car can be considered good sex...” Kurt replied.

“Kind of...the sex is better when I have you in our bed and I'm pounding that ass.”

“God...I can't wait until later...” Kurt said closing his eyes. He felt the material of his clothes hit him in his face and he quickly dressed. Blaine was back in his uniform and ready to get out but Kurt straddled his hips and kissed Blaine. He ran his thumb over the name tag on Blaine's uniform and smiled down at him.

“I'm sorry you were running late for work...I didn't mean to be out so long.”

“It's okay...I just don't know how to tell them about the no damage to my car...”

“Take the car to your Dad's garage and I'll drive you to work.”

“You can't...”

“But I will. David will understand when I tell him your car broke down and you had to get it to the garage,” Blaine said.

“Well, let's go then,” Kurt said kissing him once more and then opening the door. Kurt got out looking around and he saw another cruiser pull in by Blaine's and his stomach dropped. Blaine got out behind him wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist and kissing his neck. Kurt felt like he was going to be sick. Somebody stepped out of the cruiser and he sighed in relief when he saw his brother get out.

“Kurt? Blaine? What the hell are...Never mind. I'm going to go now. I didn't see anything...” Finn said getting back in and leaving. Kurt laughed and he heard Blaine giggling behind him. Kurt closed the door and Blaine made his way to his car. Kurt got in his hissing at the sting in his ass and shook his head. Work was going to suck tonight.