Kurt's pov

So it had been about 3 weeks now since I stopped dating Brittany. She was totally okay with moving on. She just said, “there are a few kids who I still haven’t made out with. Wheelchair kid from glee club is next on my list.” And she skipped away.

It was actually extremely easy.

Finn was the most confused about the situation since he saw me holding hands with her in the hallway, but my dad told him to not give me any crap about it because I was going through a "confusing time".

Yes, I will admit, I was confused. I didn’t understand why my body liked sex with Brittany, but I don’t question it anymore. Sex feels good, so I guess that’s just why.

Things have also gotten so much easier since the whole ‘operation become straight’ started. Now, the glee club doesn't stare at Britt and I like we are Narnia anymore. They've mostly gotten over the fact that we dated for like a week and a half, and then stopped. Mr. Schue is glad that I am back to my old self.

“Good to have the real you back Kurt. We need you to be you for regionals.

My dad still hadn't managed to get the details about what exactly Brittany and I did yet, but it certainly wasn't from lack of trying. I had been coming up with excuses for weeks now trying to get him to stop asking questions. It’s over and done with. It doesn’t matter what we did.

But, I am not a good liar, at all. Not even a little bit. Especially to my dad, so when he finally got me alone last night and asked 'how far I went, with Britt, I just said, 'we just made out', and he didn't buy it at all. Thankfully, Carole and Finn came in and I quickly retreated to my room. I know that next time though, he is going to have my ass. He can see right through me, and I am totally not prepared.

Passing Brittany in the halls, she looked really down and upset.

I put my hand on her shoulder. “Hey, what’s the matter Britt?”

Brittany just looked up and me and gave me a smile. "I'm just not feeling well, I think im gonna go home and lie down. I think I have the stomach flu or something."

I raised my eyebrows. "You just had the flu a few months ago Britt. Bad reputation week."

She just shrugged and that was then end of the conversation.

I didn’t think any more about it, and I went straight to glee club.

I went home hoping to get some solace and nice time alone before my dad came home and demanded I talk to him. I got a plate of toast, and Finn came in. "Hey dude." He whispered…

"Hi Finn, why are you whispering?"

"Your dad is doing laundry. But he's been down collecting laundry from our room for a while now….."

"Dad is home already?” I voiced my thoughts. That’s weird. He is never home this early.

And I didn't even wait for Finn to answer because I set my plate on the counter and went downstairs.

"Dad, what are you doing in my room?" I said, on the verge of panicking. I knew this was it. He was going to get it out of me one way or another.

The details of what I did with Brittany.

"Kurt, I want to talk to you. And you don’t have glee, or cheerleading practice, and I don’t have to go to work. There are no more excuses for you to avoid me.”

I sighed. Here goes my grounding.

I sat down on my bed, and he sat beside me. He spoke, not wasting any time. “You know that neither you, or Finn, are allowed to do anything inappropriate like this is my house. And you sure as hell are not old enough to be having sex. But I have a feeling that you took me seriously that night it here with that girl. I just need to know.”

My mouth opened as I contemplated what to say. My teenaged mind knew two things right now. 1, to fess up, tell him what I did, and just say I’m sorry, and two, I'm right no matter what. I was battling for which one I was going to go with.

"Dad, I slept with Brittany because you told me I could.” I shrugged, going with both answers. The truth, and that I am right. “I don't see what the big deal is?

"The big deal, Kurt, is that, you know I didn’t really give you permission. I knew that you were just experimenting with kissing her. And the fact that you just admitted that you slept with her, leaves a lot of other concerns. I really doubt you had any condoms down here son. Meaning that even if I did give you permission, I said to be safe, and you weren’t.”

I know where this is going……..

A sex talk.

"Dad-"

"Don't argue with me Kurtis, this needs to happen." he said sternly, cutting me off. "I do not want you having sex! With anybody, and if you are doing it anyway, I want you to know about being safe. Especially if it’s happening with girls."

"Fine.” I whispered. I know that I screwed up. I might as well just get this over with.

"First things first,” he said, and he picked up a brown paper bag from the floor, and gave it to me.

I was hesitant, but I picked it up.

In the bag, there was a box of condoms, a tube of….. Lubricant? There was a stack of pamphlets in here too.

Boys will be boys, Sex for same sex, Stay Safe from Std’s, Gay intercourse, and Sexual emotions, and how it affects us inside.

I knew that I was blushing like a tomato.

This could not be any worse…….

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The sex talk with my dad wasn’t so bad. It was incredibly embarrassing, but the pamphlets definitely made me even surer that I am 100% gay. I didn’t get attached to Brittany emotionally in any way after being intimate.

That was a huge sign.

Brittany stayed home from school the next 2 days, and I only noticed, because coach sue asked me where my girlfriend is, and I told her, were not together. But regardless, Santana interrupted to tell Coach Sue that Brittany’s parents said she had the stomach flu.

When she was back, she seemed to be feeling fine though, which, when I think about it, made sense since the stomach flu usually only lasted a few days.

Nothing suspicious there. Except, there wasn’t really any sickness going around….

Hmm…..