Disclaimer: I still DO NOT own Glee or any of the characters. They still belong to Ryan Murphy and Fox.

The next morning Kurt woke up lying on top of Blaine completely naked. He looked at his sleeping boyfriend and just smiled. He couldn't believe after all those years of hiding who he was and being bullied endlessly; that he would be lying in bed with a wonderful man completely in love and loved in return.

He laid his head back on Blaine's chest and closed his eyes. He only slept for twenty more minutes before he gently slid out of the bed, threw on his boxers and headed downstairs.

He'd been to Blaine's house before and had been there all weekend, but he'd never explored. As he walked around the house he stared at the pictures. Blaine in his ‘Gavroche' costume from Les Miserable and him singing with Broadway Kids.

There were no photos of the entire family though. There was only a few of George and Vivian and one or two Cooper. The home was so neat and high-end that Kurt was starting to feel almost out of place walking around in only his boxers.

He went back to Blaine's room and threw on his t-shirt and a pair of Blaine's pajama bottoms before he headed for the kitchen.

Kurt looked around the kitchen to find ingredients for the perfect Sunday morning breakfast. He pulled out stuff for pancakes and began to mix the ingredients together.

Breakfast was almost ready and Blaine woke up to the smell of bacon. He quickly put on some clothes and headed downstairs. He stood in the doorway silently for a minute just watching Kurt cook.

He loved this. He loved being with Kurt; even if there wasn't any sex or watching Kurt cook. Just being with him made Blaine the happiest guy in the world. “You're spoiling me.” He said finally walking into the room.

“I have to.” Kurt replied. “This could be the last time we see each other for a little while.” He said walking over to kiss Blaine. “It's almost done.”

“I'll get the plates.” Blaine went over to the cupboard and took two plates and two glasses out. He poured them both some orange juice and placed it on the island. “This is nice.” He kissed Kurt on the cheek.

“Perfect.” Kurt said taking the bacon out of the pan. “Food's done.” He served them both and walked around to sit down. As soon as he hit the stool he jumped up.

“Are you okay?”

“Still sore from last, well yesterday.” He chuckled and sat slowly back on the stool.

“You're in pain.” Blaine said looking guilty. “I'm sorry.”

“Blaine, I started it. All three times.” He smiled and kissed him. “And it was amazing. No reason to be sorry.” Kurt kissed him.

“I love you.” Blaine said kissing him again. “When do you have to leave?” He asked his mood immediately dropping.

“In a little while. We still have time.” Kurt said placing a hand on Blaine's thigh.

“This blows.” Blaine said picking at his bacon. “It was easier when we were sneaking around.”

“I know.”

Blaine pushed their food away and took Kurt's hand. He led him to the living room couch and lied down. Blaine reached out for Kurt to join him. Kurt crawled in next to his boyfriend and wrapped his arms tightly around his body.

They both simply laid on the couch. Neither said a word; they were content in each other's embrace. It was completely silent, except the light breaths being taken, for an hour and a half.

“We should probably get around to leave.” Blaine said quietly.

“Ten more minutes.” Kurt mumbled into Blaine's chest. Before he started sucking on Blaine's neck.

“Now? Really, Kurt?” Blaine said.

“I don't know when I'm going to see you next. I need something to tide me over.” Kurt said moving up to his lips quickly attaching himself to Blaine.

“You sure you're up for this?” Blaine asked gripping at Kurt's shirt.

Kurt got up without answering. “Don't move.” He said and ran upstairs. He ran to Blaine's room to get the condoms and lube and ran back down.

“Right here?” Blaine asked and pointed to the couch.

Kurt set the supplies down on the coffee table, took off his shirt and climbed back on top of Blaine. “Mm-hmm.” Kurt's legs went to straddle Blaine and they both sat up. Blaine quickly took off his shirt and threw it across the room.

Blaine could feel Kurt's cock getting hard underneath his pajama bottoms. Blaine started pulling the cotton bottoms over Kurt's ass.

Kurt stood up off the couch and Blaine turned to face him. Blaine slid the pants the rest of the way off his boyfriend's body. He stared for just a moment before he took Kurt's hips and began to kiss his torso and around his cock.

Kurt's hands ran through Blaine's loose curls. He cupped Blaine's face and bent over to kiss him.

Kurt walked away from Blaine to make sure all of the curtains were closed. He turned around to see Blaine had removed his pants and was sitting on the couch. Kurt walked back over to his naked boyfriend. He climbed onto the couch straddling Blaine and gripping the back of the couch tightly.

His tongue quickly invaded Blaine's mouth as he moved up and down against his cock. Kurt reached behind him to grab the condoms and lube. Kurt unwrapped a condom and gently slid it over Blaine dick. Kurt coated it with lube and started to rise over Blaine. “You don't want me to?” Blaine asked.

Kurt only shook his head. With his lips attached to Blaine's; Kurt slowly lowered himself onto Blaine's cock. He stopped every couple of seconds because of the soreness of the area, but when he did scream it was out of pure pleasure.

Blaine loved the way it felt to have Kurt wrapped tightly around his dick.

Kurt began to rise and fall on Blaine's cock. He loved the friction he got with his dick against Blaine's chest. Every time he let Blaine's dick get all the way inside he hit his prostate.

Kurt was beginning to feel a burning sensation in his thighs as he rode Blaine. As Blaine moaned, Kurt would let out slight screams as he hit just the right spot. After only a few minutes Kurt had hit the edge and was coming over Blaine's chest. Just a second after Blaine hit his point. Kurt slowly climbed off of Blaine. Blaine laid down on the couch and pulled Kurt with him.

They lied tangled together on the couch. Kurt was almost asleep when they both heard a knock at the door. “Blaine, dear, it's Mrs. Spencer.” They heard from outside.

Both boys jumped from their position and quickly got dressed and took care of the condoms and lubricant. “Blaine.” Kurt said tossing a rag at Blaine to try to clean off his chest just a little. Blaine opened the door. “Mrs. Spencer. What are you doing here?”

“Are you still in your pajamas, Blaine? It is after noon.” She said.

“Yeah, we've just been watching movies on the couch all morning.” Blaine said sounding nervous.

“I'm old not stupid, Blaine.” She said to him. “Are you going to let me in? Or is Kurt—“

“Come on in.” Blaine stepped aside to let the woman in. Kurt came back down from upstairs.

“Hello, deary.” Mrs. Spencer said. “You're not dressed either.”

“Um, no. Been watching movies.”

“Blaine.” She looked at him.

“She's old not stupid, Kurt.” Blaine said with a smile.

“Would you like something to drink?” Kurt asked her.

“No, sweetheart, but I just want to let you know that your parents are coming home a day early so get your ass out of the house in the next thirty minutes. And I'm leaving for vacation in a week and a half and will need you to house sit.” She told them.

“No problem.” Blaine answered.

“Here is the key.” She said handing him a house key. “No parties. Check in just to water the plants. I won't let your parents know that I'm having you do it.” She said. She motioned for Blaine to get closer to her so she could whisper. “He can come too.” She whispered into Blaine's ear as she motioned to Kurt. At first Kurt thought it was something bad, but then he saw a smile come to Blaine's face.

“Thanks.” Blaine said giving her a hug. “And thanks for the heads up about my parents.”

“You're welcome. Now hurry up and head out you two.” She said leaving the house.

“So a week and a half?” Kurt said. “That's how long we have to wait.”

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt pulling him in tightly. “Too long.”

“I'm gonna take a quick shower before we have to get out of here.” Kurt said running upstairs followed closely by Blaine. Kurt stripped down and climbed in the shower as Blaine tried to enter behind him. “What do you think you're doing?”

“Need a shower too.” Blaine said.

“Blaine, I love you and I love our time together, but the shower is me time.” Kurt said crossing him arms.

“But it could be we time.”

“No, out.” Kurt said. As Kurt tried to push him out of the shower Blaine attached himself to Kurt's neck. “Blaine, we have less than 30 minutes to get out of this house. We have to shower and clean; now out!” Blaine removed himself from Kurt and began to pout. “Resorting to this, Blaine?”

“Fine. I will leave. But you're missing out, Hummel!” Blaine said stepping out the shower.

“I'll live. Go clean the kitchen.”

Blaine reluctantly went downstairs to clean the kitchen while Kurt finished getting around. Blaine quickly did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. He fixed the couch after their activities on it that morning.

“We have 10 minutes!” Kurt shouted as he walked down the stairs.

“Just enough time.” Blaine said coming up behind him attacking his neck with his lips.

“B-b-b-b-b-Blaine please not now.” Kurt moaned as he let Blaine naw on his neck. “B, we have to get out of here.”

“Come on.” Blaine said as he moved to Kurt's ear. “We still have a few minutes.”

“St-st-st-stop.” Kurt felt his knees getting weaker and weaker as Blaine continued to chew on his ear. He wasn't going to make it much longer before he completely gave into Blaine.

“I know you're loving this.”

Kurt quickly pulled away with what little control he had left of his body. “We leave now and we can have some fun. What time is curfew?”

“On Sunday the doors lock at 10.” Blaine said.

“Well, we can park your car at Dalton and you can come to Lima with me.”

“That's a lot of driving, Kurt.” Blaine said sounding disappointed. “And I think it might be easier if…” Blaine trailed off.

“Probably.” He put his arms around Blaine's neck and just breathed in his scent. “No, it won't be easy either way. Let's go get lunch. Neither of us have eaten.”

“Alright.” Blaine said sadly. He didn't want to let Kurt go. He didn't want to go back to Dalton. He wanted to run away and never come back to his parents or his therapist. None of it. He just wanted to be with Kurt always. “I love you so much.” He said into Kurt's neck.

“I love you too.” After a few more seconds of standing holding each other for dear life Kurt pulled away slightly. “We should get out of here.”

“Yeah, that little caf� we met at a couple weeks ago?”

“Sounds perfect.” Kurt smiled. “I'll follow you.” Kurt kissed him. Blaine grabbed both of their bags and they walked outside to their cars.

They drove the little caf� they went to the morning after Blaine found out about his parents at the edge of Westerville. Blaine pulled into an alley behind the restaurant and Kurt followed. “Blaine, what the hell?” He asked as they both got out of their cars.

“Come here.” Blaine grabbed his hand and pulled him to his car.

“Blaine, I'm honestly hungry. I don't have time for this.” Kurt said as Blaine opened the back door. “I might have a few minutes.” Kurt smiled as he climbed in sitting next to Blaine. Kurt quickly shut the door and began to kiss Blaine.

Blaine's hand moved across Kurt's cock as he started to harden at his touch. Blaine moved so he was straddling Kurt. As things started heating up Kurt started to push Blaine off of him and into the left door. He settled in between Blaine's legs and put his hands on the window to keep himself up as he kissed Blaine with more than just passion. Blaine had unbuttoned Kurt's pants without protest and was caressing his ass. Blaine started to rise from his position moving Kurt towards the other side of the car against the door. As Kurt moved Blaine pulled his pants down a little more.

Blaine attached himself to Kurt's neck and began to bite the spot that drove Kurt crazy. “B-b-Blaine.” Kurt let out.

“Mm-hmm?” He moaned into Kurt's neck.

“We're in-n-n-n your car.” He was barely able to get the words out of his mouth.

“Yes, we are.” Blaine said coming up for air. “But no one is around. No one comes out here. And they aren't going to come in some creepy alley.” Blaine went back to nawing on Kurt's neck. Blaine started to slowly back away still kissing Kurt every few seconds. He bent over and started to kiss gently around the base of Kurt's exposed hard cock.

“Oh my God, Blaine.” Kurt gasped as Blaine ran his tongue the length of his dick. As Kurt sat on the car seat trying not to scream Blaine let his cock sink deep into his mouth. Kurt quickly grabbed onto the driver's seat and Blaine's shoulder as he began to rise and fall on Kurt's cock. “Blaine.” Kurt yelped. Kurt dug his finger nails into Blaine's shoulder holding on for dear life as Blaine sucked on his dick.

It didn't take long for Blaine to push Kurt over the edge and he started to come down his throat. Kurt collapsed letting go of Blaine and the driver's seat. Blaine propped himself up and kissed Kurt. “You drive me crazy, Blaine Anderson.”

“Hungry?” Blaine said sitting back placing his hand on the door handle.

“Give me one second, Blaine.” Kurt finished putting his pants back onto his body before he started towards Blaine. “Come here.”

“Kurt, I'm really hungry.” Blaine said with a cheeky smile on his face. He opened the door and started to get out of the car.

“I don't think so.” Kurt grabbed his arms and pulled him back into the car.

“You said we've never have this much fun in the back of my car.” Blaine said kissing Kurt.

“That was before I knew it was going to be almost two weeks before I get to touch you and be with you again.”

“Kurt, as much as I would love to do this right here in public, we both have somewhere to be and you have a two hour drive home.” He opened the door back up. “Come on. Let's get some food.” He offered his hand to Kurt as he got out of the car.

As they ate their lunch Kurt kept his leg entwined with Blaine's under the table as Blaine rested his hand on Kurt's thigh.

After they both had finished eating they went back to the alley where they had left their vehicles to say ‘goodbye'.

Kurt threw his arms around Blaine and held him as tightly as he possible could. “This just isn't fair.” He said softly.

“Life's a bitch.” Blaine said. “I will call every day after school and before Warbler practice and we will Skype every night before bed.”

Just as they started to pull away Blaine's phone began to ring. ‘Mom Calling' appeared on the screen. He let out an exasperated sigh. “Hello?” He answered as Kurt stepped back letting go of Blaine.

“Are you at school?” His mother asked him.

“Yes. I have been all weekend.”

“Don't forget about your appointment tomorrow. And your father and I want you home this weekend.” She stated.

“Alright. Look, mom, Wes and David are in my dorm and we're playing video games. Can I call you back?” Blaine asked.

“Alright. I will talk to you later. I love you.” His mother said.

Blaine rolled his eyes. “Bye.” He hung up the phone. “I have to be home this weekend. I probably won't be left alone all weekend. I liked it better when they didn't acknowledge my existence.” Blaine stated.

Kurt looked at his phone and noticed it was almost 4 o'clock. “I have to get home.”

“No.” Blaine pulled Kurt back up against his body.

“My dad's gonna get suspicious and call Mercedes if I don't head home.” Kurt said fighting back tears.

“Alright.” Blaine pulled away slightly looking Kurt straight in the eyes. “I love you so much, Kurt.”

“I love you too.” Kurt leaned in for a kiss and Blaine pushed their lips together forcefully. They broke the connection. “I don't want to leave.” Kurt said letting the first tear fall.

Blaine quickly wiped away Kurt's tears and held him close. “I wish we didn't have to leave this position.”

Kurt pulled away. “This weekend was perfect.” He kissed Blaine. “Just perfect.”

“Okay, we should probably get going.” Blaine said walking Kurt to his car door. “Drive carefully.” Blaine said opening the door for Kurt. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Kurt kissed him passionately. “A week and a half.” Kurt sighed.

“I'll even plan dinner.” Blaine smiled. Blaine gave him one last peck on the lips before Kurt climbed into his car.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” Blaine smiled as Kurt drove away. He couldn't help but feel empty without Kurt standing next to him. Blaine had never gone through a tough break-up, but if it felt anything like this he thought he'd never recover. It hadn't even been five minutes and Blaine missed the way Kurt felt against his bare skin. He missed running his hands across Kurt's naked body. He missed his lips. He missed that smile Kurt hated. He missed those beautiful blue eyes looking into his own. He just missed everything about Kurt. He wanted to get in his car and follow Kurt back to Lima, but he headed towards Dalton instead.

Lima, Ohio

Kurt pulled into the driveway a few minutes passed six o'clock. He slowly walked to the front door and went inside. “Welcome home, buddy!” His dad yelled from the living room.

“Hey dad.”

“What's wrong with you?” He asked. “Upset you had to leave Blaine?”

“What?” Kurt perked up.

“Kurt, you really thought I believed you when you said you were gonna spend all weekend with Mercedes?” Burt asked him.

“Oh.” Kurt said back. He set his bag next to the staircase and walked into the living room to join his father. “But yeah. I just don't get his parents.” Kurt stood up and went over to hug his dad. “Thank you for being such a great and supportive dad. I love you.”

“I love you too, kid.” Burt hugged him back. “So what's going on with Blaine and his parents?” He asked as Kurt went back to the couch.

“I told you about the therapist. But, his neighbor across the street had been reporting to his parents about when he's home and who he's with all week, but Saturday she told us. I found out that Mr. and Mrs. Anderson don't know she has a gay son; so she stopped telling them the truth about Blaine and she's gonna help us out.”

“That's kind of her.” Carole said from behind him.

“Yeah.”

“Kurt, you know I just want you to be happy; but—“

“Dad, I know you're worried about me, but I love Blaine. I'm gonna fight until we can just be together.” Kurt said with authority.

“Sweetheart, Blaine is welcome here whenever you two would like. There will be rules though.” Carole said to him.

“I know.” Kurt chuckled.

“We'll get him a tent and he can camp outside while you are locked inside.” Burt said sounding very serious. He looked over at Kurt's smiling face “I'm serious kid.”

“I know you are. I'll be sure to let Blaine know you'll even buy him a tent, dad.” Kurt laughed. “Ugh, and he has that stupid therapist appointment tomorrow. I really hope he doesn't go on about our weekend.” Kurt's head fell back on the back of the couch.

“What happened this weekend that he shouldn't be talking about?” Burt asked sounding like a genuinely concerned parent.

Suddenly Kurt was very aware of who he was talking to. He was not going to tell his dad he and Blaine had sex four times that weekend or that just before lunch Blaine gave him a blowjob. That was not something he was willing tell his father about. “Um, nothing worth mentioning.”

“Kurt.” He father said. “What were you…” He trailed off as he saw Kurt's face change looking very embarrassed. “Never mind, I don't want to know.”

“Good.”

Carole sat down next to Kurt. “You're being careful?” She asked into Kurt's ear.

Kurt jumped at the question. He really wasn't ready to be talking about his sex life with his parents. He and Blaine had one weekend together. Yes, they were having sex most of the time, but he wasn't going to talk about it. “We're good.” Kurt said simply trying not to discuss the topic anymore. Kurt looked over to his dad who had his fingers in his ears trying not to listen to the conversation about his little boy doing the dirty. Kurt couldn't help but laugh. “I'm gonna go unpack my stuff.” Kurt got up from the couch and headed upstairs.

“Did you expect him to be a virgin his entire life, Burt?” Carole asked with a smile on her face.

“No. I mean I can't say I wasn't hoping for that, but it's just not something I want to talk about with my 16 year-old son.” Burt explained to his wife.

“How old were you?” She asked him.

“His age.” Burt sighed. “That doesn't mean he should be doing it. He's so innocent, Carole. I just don't want him getting hurt.”

“Honey, I don't think Blaine is going to hurt him. I do think Kurt is mature enough and that he really loves Blaine. And I know he wouldn't do anything he wasn't ready for even if Blaine tried to pressure him, which I'm sure he didn't. Kurt would have said ‘no'.” She told Burt.

“I really don't want to talk about my son's sex life. What's for dinner?” He said desperate to change the subject.

“Lasagna.” She said. Carole stood up and kissed Burt before he headed for the kitchen.

“Just don't think about it, Burt.” He said out loud to himself.

Westerville, Ohio – Dalton Academy

Blaine quietly snuck onto campus making sure no one saw him walk into the house. He ran up to his room and locked his door. Just moments later a chorus of bangs was sounding from his door. “What do you guys want?” He yelled towards the door. “I just got back! Leave me alone.”

“Blainey, come on open up. We just want to play.” Nick whined.

“I'm not in the mood.”

“Does someone need to get laid?” David asked his a chuckle.

“That's exactly what it is and the person I would like it to be with is two hours away. So go away!” He yelled again.

“Blaine was gettin' some this weekend!” Wes hollered down the hallway.

Blaine finally swung the door open looking furious. “If I let you in will you shut up?” He asked his friends.

“Yes.” Wes said as they all pushed passed Blaine and into his dorm. “So how was he?”

“What?” Blaine asked very confused.

“Kurt. Was it everything you have wanted?” Wes asked in a feminine tone as the rest of the boys laughed.

“I'm not talking about it with you.” Blaine said sternly.

“Come on, Blaine. We're gonna have to start living through you. Even if you are gay.” Nick said.

“Hey, sex is sex.” David said going through Blaine's video games.

“Someone change the subject.” Blaine suggested as he phone started buzzing with a text message.

“That lover boy?” Nick joked.

“You said if I let you in you'd all shut up.” Blaine said picking up his phone.

Kurt Hummel:
Received: 6:30 PM
My dad said he'd get you a tent and you can sleep on our backyard.

Blaine Anderson:
Sent: 6:31 PM
How nice of him. Haha

Kurt Hummel
Received: 6:32 PM
Anytime you can sneak away from Dalton my parents said you can come up here and stay. In a tent outside.

Blaine Anderson
Sent: 6:33PM
We won't be able to do our favorite activity, but at least we'll get to see each other. Hold each other.

Kurt Hummel
Received: 6:34 PM
Blaine, I said tent…outside. I've been sneaking in and out of my house for months. I can sneak into a tent in that backyard and back in the house a lot easier.

Blaine Anderson
Sent: 6:35PM
As much as I would love to sneak around your father at your house. I enjoy life and don't want to risk beheading. Or worse castration.

“Blaine! Stop texting your boy toy and grab a controller.” David scolded.

Blaine Anderson
Sent: 6:36 PM
I'll Skype you later. Right now the guys are yelling at me for talking to you instead of playing games with them.

Kurt Hummel
Received: 6:37 PM
Alright. Talk to you later. Love you.

Blaine Anderson:
Sent: 6:38 PM
Alright. Love you too. Bye.

Kurt Hummel
Received: 6:39 PM
Bye.

Blaine set his phone down on his bed and joined his friends at the television. Nick got up to get a water from Blaine's mini fridge and make some popcorn as he walked by Blaine's bed he grabbed his phone. “Aww. I love you. I love you too.” He read aloud.

Blaine jumped from his position and tackled Nick. “Give me my phone.”

“Blainey is in love you guys.” Nick laughed.

“Nick.” Blaine reached for his phone as Nick jumped onto his bed.

Nick continued to read Blaine's texts to Kurt silently. “Fuck, you guys are adorable. Listen to this—“

Blaine jumped onto the bed flattening Nick on the bed and knocking the phone out of his hand. Blaine saw Wes jumped up to grab it so he scrambled to get off the bed and reach his phone first. “Why won't you guys see each other for a while?” He asked reading the texts.

“My parents.” Blaine answered. He realized who he was talking to. He hadn't told them about how disapproving his parents were about him and Kurt dating. About him being gay.

“What's up with your parents?” Trent asked.

“They're really homophobic. That's why I'm seeing that therapist again.” Blaine admitted to his friends.

“Seriously?” David asked standing up and joining the group by Blaine's bed.

“Yes. They are dead set against letting me see Kurt.”

“And yet you're still fucking him.” Nick chuckled.

“It really isn't funny, Nick.” Blaine said seriously. “It's really fucking hard. I've fallen hopelessly in love with him and I barely get to see him because of this. He lives two hours away and I'm stuck here boarded in Dalton and not allowed to leave. I had to sneak out this weekend just to see him. I just want to hold him again.” Blaine's voiced cracked slightly.

“Dude, that really sucks. Whenever you want to sneak out for the night or weekend we've got your back.” David said to him.

“You can count on us.” Wes agreed.

“Thank you guys.”

“You should tell your therapist about your sex filled weekend.” Nick said.

“Seriously, though you're the first out of all of us. Good?” David asked.

“Really good.” Blaine walked away. He turned around looking back at his friends with a grin on his face. “Four times.”

“Fuck!” David yelled. “Lucky you.”

“Jealous.” Nick said.

Lima, Ohio – Hummel/Hudson Residence

“So Kurt, how was your weekend with Blaine?” Mercedes asked. “And thanks for telling me you were staying with me.”

“I'm sorry. I just had to see Blaine.” Kurt told her. “Oh, but it was perfect.” Kurt gushed to his friend.

“What did you do?”

Kurt suddenly got slightly embarrassed. “We just hung out.”

“Kurt, you didn't.” Tina gasped.

“Didn't what?” Mercedes asked. “Oh, Kurt!” She yelped.

“I don't want to talk about, girls.” Kurt stated. “But yes.”

“Was it like really special? Were there candles and was it all romantic?”

Kurt chuckled. That's exactly what he would have wanted his first time to be like when he imagined it, but it wasn't and he didn't care. “No, I showed up at his house on Friday and it just happened; right after I got there. We didn't even eat dinner until after.” Kurt gazed out the window. “And it was perfect. There was nothing huge or planned about it. But it was special because I love him. Ha, I never thought I'd be talking about this with you guys while still in high school. Or madly in love with someone who actually loves me in return.”

The girls sighed at Kurt as he sat with the biggest smile on his face. “How did it happen?” Tina asked.

“I told you I just showed up as planned and we headed straight upstairs.” He chuckled. “I don't know what came over me. I just knew that it was the right time to fully be with him.” Kurt explained. “Like I said it was perfect.”

“You are so in love it's almost sickening, Kurt.” Mercedes told him. “But we're happy for you.”

Rachel walked back into Kurt's bedroom. “What are we talking about?” She asked.

“Kurt losing his virginity.” Mercedes said smugly.

“To Blaine?” Rachel screeched.

“No, to some guy he met at the gas station.” Mercedes stated sarcastically. “Yes, to Blaine.”

Mercedes and Tina laughed. “When?!” Rachel yelled.

“Friday.” Kurt said simply.

“I have a weird question.” Mercedes said.

“Then don't ask.” Kurt said sternly.

“It's just a…procedure question.” The room broke out into uncontrollable laughter, except Mercedes.

“Let her ask it. I want to know what it is.” Tina said.

“Fine.” Kurt agreed.

“Did it…” Mercedes trailed off a little. “Did it hurt?”

“Do you see me lying down on the bed right now?” Kurt asked. She nodded her head. “There's your answer.”

“Still from Friday?” Rachel asked sounding amazed.

“No. From this morning.” Kurt told her. “And yesterday.” He added. “Twice yesterday.” He said under his breath so they wouldn't hear. “Can we please change the subject?”

“Prom is coming up!” Rachel announced.

“I wonder if Blaine will be able to sneak away that night?” Kurt asked himself aloud.

“Girls time to head home! It's almost ten!” Carole yelled from downstairs.

All three of the girls headed out the door to go home.

Blaine walked into Dr. Brigg's office Monday afternoon looking very smug. He knew Kurt would probably break up with him if he told the shrink about their sex filled weekend, but could tell him something not as revealing.

“Dr. Brigg will see you now, Blaine.” The receptionist told him.

He hopped to his feet straightening out his blazer and strolled into Dr. Brigg's office. “Good afternoon, doc.” He said with a huge smile on his face.

“Hello, Blaine. How was your weekend?” He asked.

“It was perfect. I snuck out of Dalton to…wait, you can't tell my parents any of this right?” Blaine asked.

“Not unless I feel you are a danger to yourself or to others.” Dr. Brigg explained.

“Good, so I snuck out of Dalton and Kurt came over to the house. It was amazing. We spent all weekend together. I made dinner; he made breakfast. We made love.” Dr. Brigg began choking on his water. Blaine's smile got even larger. “You know how you want to make your partner's first time special and memorable?” Dr. Brigg only nodded his head. “Well, he got to my house on Friday and he practically dragged me upstairs. But it was so amazing. I didn't realize how incredible it would feel.” Blaine gushed.

“Let's talk about something else. Have you spoken to your parents?”

“I talked to my dad on Saturday right after Kurt and I finished round two. And that was day sex. And I talked to my mom yesterday around four while Kurt and I were trying to say ‘goodbye'. You know doc it's gonna be over a week before I get to see him again.” Blaine told him.

“What did they have to say?” Dr. Brigg asked.

“Nothing. My dad yelled at me and my mom said she wanted me home this weekend. I was planning on sneaking up to Lima all weekend.” Blaine told him.

“What's in Lima?”

“The most adorable, perfect, handsome, magnificent, wonderful person in the world.The love of my life, Kurt Hummel.” He looked dreamily out the window.

“Oh.” Dr. Brigg said. “Blaine, I want you to try something for me. Okay?”

“Alright. What's up doc?”

Dr. Brigg walked over to his desk and grabbed a rubber band and handed it to Blaine. “Put this on your wrist please.” Blaine obliged.

“What's this for?” Blaine said looking down at his wrist.

“I'm going to show you some photos.”

“What sort of photos?” Blaine's curiosity had been peaked.

The doctor set an iPad in front of Blaine on the table and pulled up a photo of two men holding hands. As a smile came to Blaine's face Dr. Brigg snapped the rubber band on his wrist. “What the hell?” Blaine yelped. Dr. Brigg said nothing he simply showed Blaine the next photo. Two men hugging intimately.“Aww.” Slipped out of Blaine's mouth as Dr. Brigg snapped the rubber band. “You really need to stop doing that.” Again Dr. Brigg only showed him the next photo of two men cuddling on the couch. “Kurt and I did that this weekend.” Blaine said proudly. Another snap. Then two men kissing. Another snap. “Really what is that doing besides pissing me off?” Blaine yelled. Suddenly Blaine was looking at two men having sex on a couch. “Kurt and I did that yesterday.” He said smugly. Dr. Brigg was taken aback by this comment. “No snap this time? Throw you off by saying Kurt rode me yesterday on my parents' couch until we both came for the fourth time that weekend.” Dr. Brigg just stood appalled by Blaine's comments. “Don't like me talking about my sex life do you? The first time it was making love the second through the fourth it was simply us fucking!” Blaine exploded. He quickly got up and left the room.

As soon as he left the building he called Kurt; he needed someone to calm him down. “Kurt, please pick up.”

“Hello?” Kurt said into the phone.

“Kurt, I'm going to kill that fucking therapist!” Blaine yelled into the phone. “He put a rubber band on my wrist and snapped me every time he showed me a picture of gay men.”

“Blaine, take a couple breaths.” Kurt said in that calming voice Blaine loved. “Tell me again what happened?”

“That damn therapist put a rubber band on my wrist. Then he began to show me pictures of perfectly happy gay men together and when I smiled or said that you and I had done that. Like holding hands or kissing he snapped me with the rubber band hoping to turn me straight.”

“One that is the stupidest idea I've ever heard. Two you didn't tell him about the sex did you?” Kurt asked.

“He really pissed me off Kurt. And for all he knows I was lying.”

“Blaine! We agreed that was just for us to know about.” Kurt yelled.

“I know you've told your friends and you know I've told mine.” Blaine said.

“All I said was I lost my virginity nothing more.” Kurt told him. “Wait, what did you tell your friends?”

“That it happened four times. That's it.” Blaine told him.

“What did you tell the shrink?” Blaine hadn't been on the receiving end of Kurt's angry voice before. He knew that Kurt was pissed and that he was in more trouble than ever.“Blaine.”

“He pissed me off, Kurt.” Blaine said.

“What did you say?” Kurt's voice was beginning to get very loud.

“It doesn't matter. Can I come up there tonight?” Blaine said trying to change the subject.

“Blaine!” Kurt yelled at him.

“I'm sorry.” Blaine said sadly. “He just pissed me off and I just started talking. I wasn't thinking.” Blaine got into his car.

“Blaine!” Kurt said sounding hurt. “Just stay in Westerville.” Kurt hung up the phone.

Blaine quickly re-dialed Kurt's number hoping he would pick up the phone. He didn't answer. Blaine tossed his phone to the passenger seat of the car and hit the steering wheel forcefully. “Dammit!” He drove back to Dalton and hurried inside so no one would stop him. He slammed the door shut and collapsed on his bed.

Blaine Anderson
Sent 5:14 PM
Kurt. I'm so sorry.

Blaine Anderson
Sent 5:16 PM
Please call me.

Kurt Hummel
Received 5:20 PM
Turn on Skype.

Blaine dove for his computer and turned on Skype. He quickly called Kurt. As soon as Kurt's face appeared on the screen he said, “Kurt, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say it. I just—“

“Stop.” Kurt interrupted. “I'm beyond pissed at you right now, but I just had to see you.” Kurt explained. “I know you're sorry. I just can't believe that you got that pissed off you would tell your therapist about what we do together. That's not supposed to be shared with everyone and their brother. I know I talked about it with my friends and I know you did too. I want to know exactly what you said.”

Blaine hesitated. “I don't remember exactly. I told him we cuddled when I was shown that photo. Then a picture of two men having sex on a couch came up. I may have mentioned that encounter.” Kurt's head dropped as Blaine continued telling him what happened. “That's when he didn't say anything or snap that stupid rubber band. And my anger got the best of me. I told him the first time was us giving ourselves to each other and making love but the other three times it was just sex and nothing more.” Kurt looked at Blaine through the screen with nothing but pain on his face. “Kurt, I didn't mean it. It wasn't just sex. I love you. It was love all weekend.” Blaine saw a tear stream down Kurt face. “No. No. No, no Kurt I never wanted to hurt you. Please I'm so sorry. It wasn't just sex for me.”

“Then why did you say it?” Kurt asked holding back sobs.

“I don't know. I just wanted to make him mad and stop snapping me with that fucking rubber band.” There was silence for what seemed like hours. “Please, can I come up there? I want to hold you and whisper how I love you into your ear.” Blaine had tears coming to his eyes. “Why the hell did I open my mouth? Now I hurt you and I just don't know what to say.”

“I want to stay mad at you. I want to tell you if you come up here I won't answer the door. That nothing you can say will help right now.” Kurt told him. “But I just want to be held by you. I want you here next to me more than anything in the world.” Kurt said.

“Would it be weird if I kissed the screen?” Blaine asked with a smile on his face.

Kurt couldn't help but laugh at his goofy boyfriend. “Yes, it would be.” Blaine kissed the screen anyways. Kurt laughed. “I don't think you should drive up here. No matter how much I want you to. It's just not a smart thing to do. But I wouldn't say ‘no' to you playing the guitar for a little while.” Kurt told him.

Blaine went and grabbed his guitar and started to play for Kurt. He sang words that didn't make any sense and Kurt just laughed. “I love you.” Blaine said stopping for just a second.

“I love you too.” Kurt smiled. “I'm never gonna be able to stay mad at you am I?” Kurt giggled.

Blaine strummed the guitar a little harder as he watched Kurt laugh on the other end of the call. “Never!” Blaine yelled.

The call lasted hours. Blaine played the guitar for another hour and insisted that Kurt play the piano for a little while. “I'm not as good as you I'm sure.” He said sitting down on the piano bench.

“I don't care.” Blaine smiled.

“Alright. You asked for it.” Kurt sat down and began to play. He didn't play anything in particular. Blaine laid down on the bed and just listened to Kurt play. He was positive that this is what he would hear entering heaven. “Where did you go?” Kurt asked looking up at the computer screen.

Blaine sat up. “Sorry I just laid down for a second. Keep going; I was enjoying that.” Blaine said.

Kurt played for a while longer before realized what time it was. “I should probably get to bed. You too.” Kurt said.

“It's only midnight.” Blaine whined.

“Exactly. Bedtime.” Kurt told him. “Come up tomorrow?”

“As soon as school lets out.” Blaine smiled at him.

“I love you. See you tomorrow.” Kurt said.

“I love you too. Goodnight.” Blaine said.

“Goodnight.” They both closed their laptops and laid down for the night.

As Blaine drove up to Lima the next day Dr. Brigg drove over to the Anderson residence. “Doctor, is it working?” George asked.

“No.” Dr. Brigg looked at the couch the couple was sitting knowing that Blaine and Kurt had sex on it just two days prior. “I tried the rubber band therapy and it only made him angry. He stormed out of my office.”

“What else can you try?” Vivian asked.

“There are a number of therapies that I can try. Some more extreme than others.” He told them. “If I may ask a personal question, George?”

“Of course.”

“Did you show Blaine much affection as a child?”

“Why does that matter?” George asked sounding very angry.

“One theory is that children become ‘gay' when the parent of the same sex does not show them much affection as children. Simple things like hugging him often as opposed to not.” Dr. Brigg explained.

“You're telling me that I turned Blaine gay because I didn't hug enough when he was a kid?”

“There's that theory. It can also be said that Blaine beating something like a pillow yelling at his mother.” He told them. Vivian looked horrified. “I don't think that would help in this case. He seems to be upset with you both for separating him and Kurt. He wouldn't stick to just Vivian, but begin to beat the pillow yelling at George as well for keeping him from someone he claims to love.” He told them.

“Anything else?”

“We could give him a tape like they did in the 70's. If he listens to it while he sleeps it might work. The only other thing is electro shock therapy.”

“We are not shocking our son with electricity just to turn him straight!” Vivian yelled.

“If that's what it takes that's what we'll do. Right now please just keep doing what you're doing it might begin to work.” George told the doctor.

“I said no, George. We may not approve of the way he is living, but he is our son and I refuse to harm in like that.” Vivian said sternly to George.

“Don't pay any attention to her, Victor.” George said as he walked the doctor to the door. “Thank you for telling us what is going on.”

“I'm risking losing my license by telling you all of this. Even just telling you Blaine said he was in love with Kurt is against my rules.”

“We greatly appreciate it, Victor. We just want our son back to normal.” George said. Victor left the house.

“George, we will not resort to electro shock therapy!” Vivian yelled as soon as the door was closed.

“Vivian! We cannot let Blaine keep living this way. We don't know what he's done with Kurt. How far they have gone. That kid will be back to normal if I have to beat it out of him.” George stormed out of the room.

Blaine finally pulled into Kurt's driveway. He politely knocked on the door and Burt answered. “Mr. Hummel.” He said.

“Blaine.” By the look on Burt's face Blaine knew that it had slipped about he and Kurt's intimate activities.

“I won't go in his room with him.” Blaine told him.

“Good.” Burt stepped back to let the boy inside. “He's in the kitchen.” Burt walked back into the living room.

Blaine headed straight for the kitchen and saw Kurt in the fridge bent over grabbing something out of the bottom drawer. He walked straight over to him, turned him around and kissed him. His tongue quickly invaded Kurt's mouth.

“We're just gonna leave.” Tina said slowly standing up.

Blaine quickly turned around to see Kurt's friends sitting at the kitchen table. “I'm sorry.” Blaine said looking very embarrassed.

“No problem.” Mercedes said.

Mercedes grabbed Rachel and the three of them left the house. “Well, that was embarrassing.” Blaine said smiling at Kurt.

“I thought it was pretty funny.” Kurt laughed.

“I didn't know they were here and I started to make out with you right in front of them. Oh, and I told your dad I wouldn't go into your room.” Blaine told him.

“He and Carole are leaving in 20 minutes for DC.” Kurt said with a cheeky smile on his face.

“Really?” Blaine said pulling Kurt in close to his body. “What about Finn?”

“He is leaving to hang out with Quinn. We will have the house to ourselves.” Kurt laced his arms around Blaine's neck. “Just us.” He quickly kissed Blaine. “Twenty minutes.” Kurt moved out of Blaine's embrace and walked out into the living room. Blaine couldn't help but check out Kurt's ass as he left the room.

“Damn.” He mumbled as he followed Kurt into the living room. Kurt sat down on the couch and motioned for Blaine to join him. Blaine looked at Burt quickly and sat a few inches from touching distance and put his hands in his lap. Burt nodded at him. Kurt chuckled and moved closer to Blaine and slipped his hand into his.

They sat watching television together for a few more minutes before Finn left and Carole came downstairs. “Time to head to the airport, Burt.” Carole said.

Burt got up and said ‘goodbye' to the boys sitting on the couch. As soon as the door was closed and Kurt could see his parents' car had left he tackled Blaine on the couch and attached himself to him. His tongue quickly entered his mouth. Blaine's hands slid up Kurt's shirt clutching his back. “Kurt. Kurt.” Blaine said pulling away and taking his hands out of Kurt's shirt.

“What?”

“I kind of just want to lay here with you.” Blaine said. “I just want to hold you."

Kurt settled in next to Blaine on the couch and they turned on a movie. They quickly fell asleep.

Around two o'clock in the morning Finn got home from being with Quinn. He walked into the house and immediately noticed Kurt and Blaine lying on the couch together. The first time he saw them like this he was very confused, but this time he knew exactly what was going on. So he threw a pillow at them to wake them up. “Dude, it's 2 AM. Blaine's gotta go.” He told them.

“Huh?” Kurt asked rubbing his eyes awake.

“Blaine's got to go. It's after two.” Finn told them again.

Blaine quickly fell back to sleep trying desperately to pull Kurt closer to him. “Blaine.” Kurt said struggling to free himself. “Blaine. B, wake up.” He said shaking Blaine awake.

“No.” He said to him.

“Blaine, you've got to get back to Dalton.”

Blaine finally opened his eyes to look at Kurt. “Driving tired is dangerous. I'll just stay here and go back in the morning.”

“What about class?” Kurt asked trying to stand up.

“I'll say I wasn't feeling well.”

“How are you going to get back in? You're parents bribed the entire staff to keep you inside.” Blaine pulled Kurt back to his level.

“This would be much easier if you just trust me that everything will be perfectly alright.” Blaine said hugging him closer.

“Can we at least go to my room?” Kurt asked.

“I promised your dad I wouldn't go up there with you.” Blaine said closing his eyes again.

“He's not here.” Kurt forced himself out of Blaine's grasp and pulled him up the stairs to his room.

The rest of the week went by very slowly. Friday night Blaine drove as slowly as possible back to his house. He stopped in his driveway and sat in his car for a few more minutes. As he got out of the car he saw Mrs. Spencer gardening across the street. He gave a small wave as she smiled at him.

Mrs. Spencer motioned for Blaine to come over and talk to her. He quickly crossed the road and went to speak with her. “Good evening, dear.” She said as he walked up to her.

“Hi, Mrs. Spencer.” Blaine responded.

“Your parents are home. Why are you?”

“I was told to come home this weekend. So here I am.” Blaine said.

“Okay, well I'm making some pasta would you like to come over here for dinner instead of sitting with your parents?”

“Very much.” Blaine chuckled.

“Let's go inside.” She ushered him into the house.

Blaine sat down at the kitchen table. “How was your week, child?” She asked him.

“Alright. Kurt and I got into a huge first fight. It didn't last long, but still.”

“What happened?” She asked setting down a plate of pasta in front of him.

“I over shared at the therapist on Monday. But that douche really pissed me off.”

“Language.”

“I'm sorry. He kept snapping me with a rubber band to get me to associate ‘gay' with ‘bad'. I could have punched him.” Blaine explained to the old woman.

“Did the two of you see each other?”

“On Tuesday I drove up to Lima for the night. I spent the night at his house, but other than that it was Skype and phone calls.” Blaine said sadly.

“It's just not the same is it?” Mrs. Spencer asked while sitting down across from Blaine.

“Not at all.” Blaine paused for a second. “Why don't my parents like him?” He asked.

“Oh, honey, I have no idea. They might like him. They are just some of those people who believe that their way is the only way. They can't see past the fact it is two men instead of a man and a woman. They can't see I what I saw last weekend at that restaurant.” She started. “The way you look at that boy and the way he looks at you. That's something special, Blaine. Don't let your parents get in the way of that.”

“It's nice to have someone to talk to.” Blaine smiled. “My friends are no help except helping me sneak out of Dalton. And I don't feel comfortable or safe around Kurt's dad anymore. Not after our weekend together.” Mrs. Spencer laughed. “And I love Kurt, but sometimes you need someone older than yourself to help you in these kinds of situations.”

“Well, I'm glad I can be that person for you.” She took his hand. “Don't you ever let your parents tell you who to love or how to live your life. It's not their decision to make.”

“Do they think I'm choosing to be this way?”

“I don't know sweetheart.” She said going back to her food. “Some people are just ignorant assholes.”

Blaine chuckled at the woman. “Thank you for helping Kurt and I. I know we're only 16, but we really appreciate it.” Blaine told her.

“I'm happy to do it. Well not happy under the circumstances, but you know what I mean.” She smiled. “Now about what I walked in on last Sunday.” Blaine started to blush. “Be safe.”

“This conversation just got extremely awkward and uncomfortable.” Blaine said looking down at his food wanting to disappear.

“I will take that as you are.” Blaine only nodded.

After the meal was over Blaine reluctantly walked back across the street and into his house. “Where the hell have you been?” George yelled at his son before the door closed.

“Across the street talking to Mrs. Spencer.” No one said anything. “Kurt wasn't there if that's what you're concerned about. Unfortunately he's up in Lima and I'm stuck here with parents who don't give a shit.”

“We care that's why we're doing this, Blainey.”

“Don't bring up ‘Blainey' to me.” Blaine snapped.

“Blaine Devon Anderson!” He his father bellowed.

“Let's all just sit in the living room and talk for a few minutes without yelling.” Vivian suggested urging Blaine and George into the living room.

A small smile grew on Blaine's face when he saw his parents sit down on the couch.

“What's that God damn smirk about boy?” George addressed Blaine.

“Nothing.” Blaine's smile got larger. “If only the walls could talk.” He chuckled.

His father was getting more and more furious with his behavior. “What would they say?” Vivian asked in a calm voice.

“I don't think you want to know.” Blaine just sat and smiled at his parents. He pictured him and Kurt having sex on it the week before. His father was sitting right where he had been sitting while Kurt rode him Sunday afternoon.

It took several minute staring at Blaine to realize what he was talking about. “You didn't?” He father asked him infuriated.

“Last Sunday when I was ‘at school'. Right there where you're sitting.” Blaine smiled again.

George got up and almost ran towards Blaine. He back handed the boy across the face causing his nose to bleed. Blaine simply got up off the chair and headed for the door. “Once there.” He pointed towards the couch. “Three times in my room.” He gestured to the stairs. “And I went down on him in the backseat of my car.” He quickly walked out of the house before George could hit him again.

George went for the door until Vivian stepped in front of him. “Let him go.”