Mr. Schue dismissed glee practice for the day and everyone gathered their things and began to scatter.  Pretty soon, the only people left in the choir room were Kurt, Blaine, and for some reason, Puck.

Kurt and Blaine often hung out in the choir room for a few minutes after glee let out where they could have a little private time.  They were talking quietly and giggling as Blaine put his hand on Kurt’s knee and leaned in for a quick kiss.  They hadn’t even noticed Puck was still in the room.

“Hey, guys, I was wondering about something.” Puck said, seeming a little nervous (but what on Earth could make Noah Puckerman nervous?)

Both of the seated boys jumped simultaneously out of their chairs.

“Puck!  What are you still doing here?” Kurt asked, his voice exceptionally high.

“Well, I kinda wanted to ask you guys a question.”

Kurt and Blaine exchanged looks of concern and confusion as Puck stared at the floor, unsure of how to proceed.

“Well…what do you want to know?” Blaine finally asked, breaking the tension.

Puck took a deep breath.

“It’s no secret that ol’ Puckster is no stranger to the ladies, whether they’re young and innocent or aged like a fine wine.”

Blaine’s eyebrow raised as Kurt’s eyes widened.

“But the other day I was cleaning Mrs. Tennison’s pool and I started thinking:  what if there’s something I’m missing out on?  I mean, I’m only 18 and I’ve already done just about everything you can do with a chick.”

A sly smile wiped across Blaine’s face as Kurt became increasingly uncomfortable but wildly aroused.

“So I guess what I’m trying to ask is:  what’s it like?  You know, with a dude.”

Puck looked from Kurt to Blaine, waiting for his answer.

“Uh, I, uh…” Kurt stammered as he considered Puck in ways he never had before.

“I’m not sure what you’re asking, exactly.” Blaine said, scrunching his face.

“I don’t really know either.” Puck shrugged.  “I mean, I guess I just want to know how different it is from being with a chick.  Like, what’s it like to kiss a dude versus a girl even.  I’m just really curious.”

Kurt could only stare at Puck with his lips pursed in a small ‘o’ and his eyes mimicking the same shape.  Blaine brought a fist to his mouth, resting his lips on his thumb as an idea formed in his head.

“You could kiss Kurt.” he said suddenly.

“What?” Puck and Kurt said in sync.

“Think about it:  no matter how we describe it to you, you won’t really know until you experience it for yourself.”

“Point taken.” Puck nodded.

“Blaine!” Kurt said, shocked at his boyfriend’s suggestion.

“What?  It’s just a kiss, Kurt.  You’d be…helping out a friend.” Blaine said with a smile and a hint of longing in his eyes.

“So, you’re sure you would be okay with that?” Puck asked Blaine as he wanted to make sure he wouldn’t cause any trouble for his OTP.

“Yeah, I think it would be…interesting.” Blaine said.  “What do you say, Kurt?”

Kurt stood there for a moment with his hand on his chest, his mouth still gaping open slightly as he considered the option.  He had always thought Puck was cute, and he couldn’t help but be attracted to the bad-boy image.  He looked over to Blaine who gave him a reassuring nod.  It was as if Blaine wanted to see Kurt kiss Puck…

“Okay.” Kurt exhaled quickly.

“Alright, let’s do this!” Puck said exuberantly as he walked over to Kurt.  “Ready when you are.”

Kurt hesitated a moment before placing a hand on Puck’s cheek and pressing their lips together.

Puck’s lips were much rougher than Kurt was used to, and his kissing style was much different from Blaine’s.  It wasn’t bad, just different.  Not as good in Kurt’s opinion, but still hot enough to make his pants uncomfortably tight.

Kurt’s lips by contrast were soft and supple.  He was, after all, adamant about his moisturizing routine and he wouldn’t leave his lips out of consideration.

Puck pulled back after a moment and stared at the wall for a few seconds with a pensive look on his face.

“Well that didn’t do anything for me.” he said conclusively.  “I guess that answers my question.  Thanks, bro.”  He extended his fist for a bump from Kurt, who reluctantly obliged.

“Oh, and this doesn’t leave the room, got it?” Puck said on his way out the door.  Kurt and Blaine nodded.

“That was…” Kurt began after Puck was gone.

“Hot.” Blaine finished.

Kurt giggled coyly at his boyfriend.

“You’re a much better kisser, by the way.”

“Well, that’s good because even though watching you kiss another guy was super sexy, I’m not inclined to share you with anyone.” Blaine said as he planted a tender peck on Kurt’s lips.

“That’s fine with me.”  Kurt reciprocated Blaine’s kiss.  “Now, let’s go to your house and get dirty before I explode.”

“As you wish, baby.”

Blaine motioned for Kurt to walk in front of him where he could look at his boyfriend’s beautiful butt as he strutted. 

They would have the house to themselves tonight.

It was going to be a fantastic evening.