Chapter 6

Blaine’s first class on Monday was Gym. He was grateful that it wasn’t with Santana for he was trying to avoid her as much as possible. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do. He had decided that he would still be with her as a couple but he had no idea if he would be able to do the whole sex thing. He had, on Sunday afternoon, while his parents were gone for groceries, attempted to watch porn but not once did his dick twitch. Not until he clicked on one of the many side images leading him to a website of gay porn. After having watched and jerked off to several videos he, in frustration, slammed his laptop shut. His emotions overcame him and he fell into a fit of crying, screaming and punching, leaving him in the shower scrubbing his skin roughly. He had felt so ashamed. He wanted to get every single drop of dirt that he felt his skin had taken on since the incident with Kurt. Blaine had and still felt completely lost. He could not bring himself to even think of the possibility of being gay. Even the word made him cringe.

He knew he would not be able to face Kurt today. He had done and tried everything to get his parents to let him stay home but they had both refused as he had a fitness exam the next day and he had had the misfortune of mentioning it to his parents the week before. He hoped that Kurt would not show up. Unfortunately for him, Kurt was also in the same gym class him.

As Blaine entered the locker room he kept his eyes glued to the floor praying that he wouldn’t have to look into the crystal blue eyes of Kurt. He was able to make it to his locker till he was forced to look up, to open his locker. He briefly checked his neck in the mirror making sure that his hickey’s were in fact as they were in the morning, a yellowish almost beige color. He had over the weekend been able, after doing some research, to get all the hickeys on his neck to fade. The ones on his chest, well those hadn’t budged.

He moved as quickly as possible, pulling his pants off and shirt replacing them with the dull McKinley gym uniform. After having changed Blaine sat down on the long bench in the middle of the row of lockers to put on his shoes. As he was slipping the second shoe on a musical laughter filled the locker room and Blaine couldn’t do anything but look up to find the source. As his eyes scanned the row of lockers he spotted Brittany leaning against Kurt’s locker whom was returning the touches and flirtatious jokes that Kurt was laying on her.

Blaine quickly fell into a daze as he watched the beautiful boy. His eyes raked over his long pale neck that was adorned with purple hickeys, then his eyes fell upon Kurt’s outfit. God could they be any tighter? Every single lean muscle of Kurt was perfectly outlined in his tight jeans and green polo. Blaine heard himself gasp but was to entranced to care, as he watched Kurt pull his shirt off. He could feel his dick get hard and hoped to dear god nobody would realize that he was getting a boner in a boys’ locker room. That would not go over well with the rest of the football team who had seen each other naked several times. Kurt’s eyes suddenly moved and met his. Blaine felt as if they pierced through his soul as cheesy as that might sound. He watched as a small frown appeared on Kurt’s lips as he continued to hold Blaine’s gaze.

“Yo dude! Hello??! Earth to Blaine!” Blaine jumped quickly snapping out of his trance, as Mike Chang plopped down on the bench beside him.  Blaine quickly bent over too tie his shoe hoping that it would provide a good shield for his raging erection.

“As hot as Brittany is, I’d like to remind you that you have a girlfriend, and I doubt she would be happy to know that you’ve been ogling her best friend for the past 6 minutes” Mike chuckled shaking his head. “ -and don’t worry all the guys have. It’s not like there’s a girl that’s brave enough to venture into the guy’s locker room every day.” Mike laughed once again playfully nudging Blaine with his shoulder.

Blaine felt the blush that had been rising to his face quickly dissipate; relieved that Mike hadn’t realized that it had been Kurt he was staring at and not Brittany. Blaine finished tying his shoe as he laughed awkwardly.

“I gotta go.” Blaine stammered as he quickly got up shutting his locker and ran towards the locker room washroom.

“You don’t have a boner now do you, you little slut!” He stepped into the stall blushing as he heard Mike shout out.

Kurt who had returned his attention to Brittany after seeing Mike sit beside Blaine now turned it to Mike who had gone up and was beginning to walk away. Did Blaine really have a boner? Kurt was hesitant, he didn’t want to jump to conclusions but did Blaine get a boner because of him? No of course not he was staring at Brittany not me. Kurt bit his lip, sighing and turned back to his locker to grab his shorts and shoes.

“—and you know how he is, always blabbing on about shit.” Kurt shut his locker turning to face the girl who had not stopped talking since she ambushed him to at his locker and insisted on bringing him to his class completely disregarding the fact that he was heading to the boys locker room all up until now.

 “Uh-uh k well sorry I have to go to class and so should you.” He began walking towards the washroom before quickly turning around and running up to give Brittany a quick peck on the cheek, reminding himself that he wanted Brittany to like him as much as he hated kissing her.

“Bye babe.” He winked and turned, going into the washroom.

He really didn’t like her but he wasn’t about to let anybody find out that he was gay. Kurt had come to this realization over the weekend. After finally admitting it to himself he had felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off of his shoulders and he was soon overcome with an odd feeling of calmness. He guessed that he had always known. When he was young in movies it wouldn’t be the princess he would watch but the prince. Then in his early teens he had begun dreaming of boys and dicks. It had been hard for him. He had even begun cutting, frustrated that he couldn’t control his sexual urges and the cutting had giving him that sense of control that he so very much lacked over his desires. After leaving the rehab that he had been sent to when the cutting had landed him in the hospital, he had vowed to himself that he would never put his dad through that again.

 He had managed, after that, to keep up his appearance of straight though he was longing to wear knee length sweaters and fancy broaches. He had as well been able to keep the odd girlfriend here and there. He was embarrassed to admit but he was still a virgin not wanting to go through the shame of being unable to get hard with the girl. He had never thought of actually having a boyfriend and having sex with a guy up until the party. He had planned to wait until he was out of high school and to keep it from his dad whom he knew was pretty old fashioned.

 But know he didn’t know what to do. He was pretty sure that Blaine didn’t feel the same way and he had tried so hard to forget him and disregard his feelings but it had become too hard and soon he was dreaming of Blaine and waking up hard in the morning.

It was after having said goodbye to Brittany that he found himself in the locker room washroom unaware that a very hard Blaine was doing his best to get soft again in the stall behind him. It didn’t take long before Kurt realized that the small grunts of frustration that every now and then filled the washroom as he was changing, were coming from Blaine. Kurt didn’t know what took over him but as soon as the washroom was empty he found himself knocking on the stall and was greeted by a lust eyed Blaine who hesitated for a few seconds before he grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him in, both boys groaning.