"Sure, kiddo." Burt lowered his paper and looked at his son. Kurt was shifting uncomfortably on his feet and wringing his hands together.

"Remember when you gave me the talk and you said that guys want it all the time?" Burt nodded, wondering where this was going. "What if a guy doesn't want it, at all? Even if the other person loves them and tries not to pressure them, but kind of is because of how bad they want it."

"Is Blaine pressuring you in to sex?" Burt's voice and body began to rise. "You can say 'no', Kurt! There is no shame in it! Now if you'll excuse me, I have to have a little talk with your boyfriend!"

"No dad. It's actually the opposite." Burt stopped in his tracks and turned towards Kurt. "Blaine's the one who doesn't want to, and I… you know, this is too awkward! I'll talk to Finn about it."

"No you don't. I said you could come to me with any questions, and this is a question." Burt sat back down, trying to stay calm. "Kurt, if Blaine's not ready, then you'll have to wait. Sex is a very serious thing and if you have it before you're ready, it will haunt you the rest of your life. You can't take it back. You really need to sit down with him and discuss this."

"But that's just it. We have talked about it. When we went to the hotel for spring break. And at the Dalton Prom, things escalated, but I got sick and you came and picked me up." It was four days ago that Kurt was hugging the toilet in the Dalton Health wing, throwing up a variety of mixed drinks and junk food. An hour later, Burt showed up to take Kurt and Blaine, who didn't want to stay without Kurt, home. Kurt told the truth about the drinking and Burt let Blaine spend the night so not to get in trouble with his Nana. After that, Blaine became really distant.

"Well, it's a good thing you can't hold your liquor then!" Burt laughed. Kurt tried to laugh, but he was too upset. "Look kiddo, you still need to just ask Blaine what changed his mind. Communication is important."

"I tried, but he kept saying 'don't worry about it' whenever I asked. But the more he says it the more I worry. And now he's gone from avoiding the subject to completely avoiding me. Dad, what if it's not the sex he's having second thoughts about? What if it's me? What if he wants to break up with me?" Kurt started crying then. Burt pulled him into a hug and stroked his hair.

"I highly doubt that is the issue. I'm sure he's just freaking out over Cram Week and doesn't want to displace his stress on you."

"You really think so?"

"I do." Burt averted his son's gaze. The fact of the matter was, he didn't know why Blaine was acting this way. But he sure as hell was going to find out.

Burt wouldn't have to wait long before that confrontation happened. The next day, while at the shop, Blaine came to him. "Burt? I know you're busy, but can I talk to you, about Kurt? I brought a bargaining tool." Blaine held up a McDonalds bag, Burt could smell the French fries from underneath the car hood.

"Fine kid. Let's go to my office." Burt wondered if all parents had to hear this much about their kids relationships. "Sit down."

Blaine sat and then emptied the contents of the bag onto Burt's desk. He handed one order of fries to Burt and kept one for himself. He placed a handful of ketchup packets between them. "Thanks for talking to me."

"You know Kurt will kill you if he finds out you're giving me this greese, but thanks."

Blaine laughed quietly, "I think I can handle Kurt."

"Ok kid. Cut the crap. Why are you avoiding Kurt? Is it the sex thing?" The air became thicker as the tension rose.

"He told you that…" Blaine crumbled into his seat, tears started to form in his eyes, "I lied to Kurt. And to you." Burt didn't speak, he just waited for Blaine to explain. "When you first sat me down and gave me the 'Dad to Boyfriend' talk, you asked if I was a… a virgin. I lied. And then when Kurt and I talked about being ready, I kept lying. I'm a liar! How could I let Kurt give me something so important if I can't even be honest with him. If I tell him now, it will crush him. I just know it. He'll leave me. I can't let that happen!"

"Look Blaine, Kurt is stressing himself out over you avoiding him. He's worried that you're having second thoughts about your relationship. I'm gonna give you the same advice I gave him. Talk to him. Even if it's difficult, tell him the truth, explain yourself. If I know my son, and I think I do, he'll listen. The boy loves you and I can tell you love him. Don't let this ruin you guys. I want you two to work. Being with you has made my son the happiest he has been in years, and I love seeing him happy. So please for his, yours, and my sake; talk to him about this."

"You're right. I'll talk to him. Tomorrow…tonight." Blaine said quietly. The two sat quietly while they finished their food. Blaine took the evidence with him, to help Burt avoid Kurt's wrath. Before leaving the shop, Blaine turned to Burt, "Thank you Burt. I never really had a parental figure to talk about this stuff with, especially now that my mom… died. Kurt is really lucky to have you. I've always envied him for that."

Burt fought back the watering of his eyes. "Anytime kid." And with that, Blaine left.

That night, Kurt lay in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He had spent most of the day crying and he was just tired of all of the emotions. His dad was at the shop and Carole went with Finn to New York for Nationals. He couldn't even call Mercedes, Rachel, or Santana for a cheer up. He gave up on studying hours ago. With a sigh, he settled on reorganizing his closet. It was then he heard his phone ring, notifying him that he had a text message. The screen read 'BlaineyBear'. Kurt took a deep breath and opened the text.

'Outside. I'm sorry for being weird. Let me explain? Go for a walk?'

Kurt typed out a quick 'sure. Be right down' before slipping on his shoes. He checked his hair quickly in the mirror and went down to meet Blaine. When he opened the door, Blaine was standing at the end of his driveway, staring at his feet. Kurt walked over to him. "Shall we?"

They began to walk. It was a minute or two before anyone spoke. "Kurt, I lied to you." Kurt stopped short and turned to Blaine. He looked a mixture of angry, confused, and hurt. "It's kind of a big deal, and I wouldn't feel right about taking the next step in our relationship knowing that there's this big secret I'm keeping from you."

He cheated! This is why he's being so distant. There's someone else! Kurt's mind was racing. "What's the secret?" He whispered. If there was a gust of wind or a bird flying by, you wouldn't have heard him.

"I'm not a virgin." Blaine tried to read Kurt's face but he couldn't decipher the vast array of emotions he was expressing. "It was before we started dating. On Valentine's. After Jeremiah rejected me, I felt like crap. I felt like no guy would want me. I went to a party with David at his older brother's apartment. I got a little drunk and there was this guy there. One thing led to another and I had sex with him. The whole next day, I felt worse than ever. All I could think of was how mad I was at myself. I was mad that I threw away something so special, I was mad that Jeremiah rejected me, and I all I could think of was weather to tell you. You were kind of the only person I could talk to about it. But I didn't because I didn't want you to think less of me. I really wanted you to think only good things about me. I could give to craps what anyone else thinks, but your opinion meant, and means, the world to me. That's how I knew i felt stronger than friendship for you. I was always attracted to you, because you're beautiful, but that was when I realized I was falling for you."

Kurt just stood there quietly and let Blaine continue to ramble.

"I didn't want you to hate me, or think I was being slutty or foolish. So I kept it to myself. And then we started dating and your dad asked if I was a virgin. I still didn't want you to know, so I lied. And then in April, when we talked about it, I should have told you, but I couldn't. I want to be with Kurt. I want it more than I can say, but I'd understand if you think differently of me. It'd be selfish of me to ask you to give up your virginity to someone who lied about theirs."

Blaine turned to walk away, but Kurt caught his arm. Without speaking, he leaned in and kissed him. The kiss was soft and sweet. After pulling away, Kurt looked in Blaine's eyes, "Blaine Anderson. Don't you realize by now that I am head over heels in love with you? I am fully aware that you aren't perfect. I'd never ask you to be. You're goofy, dorky, excitable, and adorable. You're also passionate, smart, talented, beautiful inside and out, and you caring. You showed me that I can be proud and out and find love. I don't want you to ever feel like I could think anything less of you than that. You are the best thing that's ever happened to me. So you made one mistake. You're a teenager, we screw up. It's part of life. It's ok to share these things with me. I'll always love you, no matter what." Kurt kissed his forehead. "I just have one question though."

"What is it?" Blaine said nervously.

"Did you top or bottom?" Blaine met Kurt's eyes. They both broke out into laughter. Blaine missed this, laughing with Kurt.

"Uhm, I bottomed." Blaine said between fits of giggles.

"Good. We'll just do the opposite. That way it's still new for both of us." Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and they started the walk back to Kurt's house. Blaine couldn't help but blush. How was Kurt so calm about all of this? Kurt was the one who was initially so against anything sexual and here he was delegating who would top and bottom. Blaine looked at Kurt's profile. He knew that he wanted to see that face every day for the rest of his life. He didn't care that he was only 17, he was in love with Kurt and nothing would change that.

The boys had barely made it back to Kurt's before they attached themselves. Their kissing was hurried and rough. Somehow they made it upstairs and into Kurt's room, closing and locking the door behind them. Kurt pulled Blaine by his tee-shirt towards the bed. He just had to wear that tight black tee with form fitting dark wash jeans, didn't he? Blaine kicked his shoes off before climbing in to the bed with Kurt. He held himself up on his forearms while he continued to kiss the beautiful boy beneath him.

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's torso, bringing their bodies flush against each other. Blaine began to unbutton Kurt's shirt, kissing along Kurt's neck, collar, and chest as more and more skin became exposed. Kurt clawed at Blaine's shirt. Understanding, Blaine pulled back and removed his own shirt as well. As he lowered himself back to Kurt's lips, he was grabbed and flipped onto his back.

"Pinned you." Kurt laughed as he kissed, licked, nipped at Blaine's neck, shoulders and chest. Blaine let out a soft moan when Kurt's tongue reached his right nipple. He sucked the tender flesh in to his mouth, rolling his tongue around. He then moved over to the left side, repeating his actions. Kurt let his tongue trail down Blaine's abs, stopping briefly to circle his belly button, then continuing to the waistband of Blaine's jeans. Kurt was using his hands to hold himself up, so instead he wrapped his lips around the button of Blaine's fly. Using only his teeth, he unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper. Blaine watched Kurt unblinkingly. Did he just use his teeth? Blaine pulled Kurt back up to eye level. He kissed him, taking his bottom lip and biting down lightly. Kurt let out a shaky moan, rocking his hips against Blaine.

"Pants off, Hummel!" Blaine's voice was rough and low. His eyes were dark with lust, but still sparkling with love. Kurt obliged, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them, along with his boxer briefs, down his legs and off. He then hooked his fingers in to Blaine's waistband.

"Yours too, Anderson." Kurt pulled off the remainder of Blaine's clothing. He glided his hands lightly up Blaine's legs as he made his way back up his body. Blaine shivered under the light touch. The boys kept theirs eyes lock on each other's. Kurt stopped just below Blaine's pelvis. He began to massage the muscles of his thighs, paying close attention to the area where leg met hip. Kurt kissed along Blaine's hipbones. Light and feathery kisses. He made his way to Blaine's penis. He licked a straight line up the shaft, stopping just under the head. He kissed softly at the head before taking it into his lips. He swirled his tongue around, then began to lower his head. Blaine instinctively bucked his hips in to Kurt's mouth and Kurt let him, taking him deep down his throat. Kurt relaxed his throat muscles. When Blaine hit the back, Kurt moaned and hummed around him. Blaine reached a hand in to Kurt's hair, pulling him back a little bit.

"Ok, if you keep that up, this is gonna end before the best part." Blaine's voice was raspy. Kurt found it to be the sexiest thing he's ever heard. He moved his body back up, so their chests were touching. Blaine pressed their lips together. Kurt was so involved in the kiss, he didn't notice when Blaine, rolled them back to where they started. That was until he felt Blaine slide down his body, leaving a trail of open, wet kisses along his path. Suddenly, Kurt couldn't feel Blaine touching him anymore. He opened his eyes to see Blaine rummaging in Kurt's desk drawer, pulling out the bottle of lube and box of condoms. He removed one of the condoms and through the box back in the drawer. Humming a made up tune, Blaine made his way back to Kurt.

With a devilish grin, he wedged himself between Kurt's thighs, pushing them farther apart. He opened the bottle and poured a generous amount onto his hand. He trailed his fingers softly along Kurt's erection. Leaning forward, he kissed Kurt deeply and let his finger slide down to tease at Kurt's entrance. "Are you sure? I don't want you to do anything you don't want." Blaine looked deeply into Kurt's eyes.

"Yes I'm sure. I love you and I want all of you." Kurt reassured. With that Blaine returned to kissing him as he pressed a finger into Kurt. Kurt felt his body stiffen at the sudden intrusion, but he willed himself to quickly relax. "Keep going." He said once he was ready. Blaine began to finger Kurt slowly. After a moment, Kurt found himself pushing back against Blaine, trying to get him deeper, to feel more of him. "More Blaine, please." His voice was desperate.

Blaine nodded as he pulled his finger almost all the way out and then pressing back ing with two instead. Once Kurt adjusted, he began pumping into him once more. This time he bent his fingers just a little, brushing past a bundle of nerves.

"Holy shit! Blaine! Do that again!" Kurt's hips bucked trying to return Blaine's fingers to the perfect spot again. Blaine continued his penetration and every now and then crooking his fingers to hit Kurt's prostate. It wasn't long before Kurt was begging for more and Blaine added a third finger. "Blaine! I want you! Now!"

"Oh, uhm, ok." Blaine grabbed the condom with his other hand, tearing it open with his teeth, and rolling it on. He grabbed the lube and applied a good amount to his dick. He slipped his fingers from Kurt, who let out a small whine at the loss. Blaine positioned himself at Kurt's entrance. "Are you…are you ready?" Kurt gave a hastened nod and Blaine pressed into Kurt. Blaine moved slow, taking pauses to let Kurt relax and adjust. Eventually, Blaine was buried in Kurt. It was hot and tight. He could feel every muscle movement. The feeling of being balls deep in Kurt was enough to make him come, but he held back. Not yet, Blaine. You're just getting started.

Kurt couldn't speak, he could barely move. He wasn't sure if he was in shock from pain or pleasure. All he knew was he had Blaine in him. He felt full, complete, like they were made to fit together. After staying still for a while, Kurt needed something more, "Blaine, please move, or something." He barely got the words out. Blaine just nodded as he slowly began to rock his hips against Kurt's. He would pull back, and almost out, then slide all the way back in. After a few thrusts, Kurt began meeting his movements. Their breathing was heavy and Blaine, but they seemed to have lost their voices.

Kurt's eyes closes as he let out a low moan that came from somewhere deep down. When he opened his eyes, he saw Blaine and only Blaine. The room disappeared and it was only the two of them. Blaine's curls were plastered to his forehead as a layer of sweat appeared. His hazel eyes, full of love and lust, looked into Kurt's.

Blaine knew this wasn't going to last much longer, if Kurt kept looking at him like that. He felt a familiar tightening in his lower abdomen. He leaned down and kissed Kurt, roughly. "I love you." He barely got out the words before he felt himself come inside Kurt. His upper body collapsed on top of Kurt. He then noticed that Kurt was still hard beneath him. He slowly pulled out, causing Kurt to whimper at the loss, and slid his way down the bed.

Once in position, he licked along the lines and contours of Kurt's cock, then wrapping his hand around the base and his lips around the head. Kurt tried to thrust his hips up in to Blaine's mouth, but Blaine held him still. Instead it was Blaine who lowered himself down his shaft until he hit the back of his throat. He sucked hard, hallowing out his cheeks occasionally. Blaine then released his hold on Kurt's hips, setting them free to buck up into his mouth. Kurt came down his throat quickly and Blaine swallowed ever last drop before letting Kurt fall from his lips. He climbed back up next to Kurt and pulled him in to his arms.

"I love you too." Kurt said before drifting off to sleep in Blaine's arms. Blaine pulled the blanket up over them to cover their nudity. And soon, he too fell asleep.