Andrew was now fifteen and he had grown up to be a handsome boy, just like his father, Blaine. He had Blaine’s curly hair and his beautiful eyes and sense of fashion (which Dad couldn’t help but tweak here and there). His twin brother, Grayson, was a hit with the ladies and that worried Andrew because he didn’t like girls, well he had never liked one. He always liked men and he knew it was normal for some boys to think that, but he really wasn’t sure about him. His sister had posters of the celebrity guys she had crushes on, on her wall but he knew nothing of her liking girls and Grayson was hiding porn magazines poorly under his mattress, so he obviously just liked girls. But that just left Andrew, he had never had a girlfriend or boyfriend or a kiss. The only people he knew that he could talk to about this was his parents, the only people that wouldn’t judge him.
“Father? Dad?” He came out of his bedroom and started walking down the stairs, calling for both of his parents. He called Blaine “Father” since “Papa” got a bit babyish and he stopped calling Kurt “Daddy” for the same reason. It wasn’t hard to tell which parent was Andrew’s biological one, he was a younger version of his father. But he remembered having that conversation, it was when he was getting picked on as a child for having two dads and no mom. One kid suggested that all the kids in Andrew’s family were carried in his Dad’s stomach because the kids at school thought that Dad was very lady-like. That got him in trouble once, hearing someone call his dad that, he pushed this kid, Tommy Jefferson, out the sandbox and grazed his elbow. But that was like eight years ago.
“Down here!” Andrew heard a soft voice coming from downstairs, he knew which one that was, it was Dad. He went into the kitchen where he spotted Dad cooking and Father assisting.
“What’s wrong?” Dad turned round and saw on Andrew’s face that something was troubling him.
“Can I talk to you about something?” Andrew asked, sitting down by the side of the counter on his stool.
“Of course! You can tell us anything, you know that.” Father smiled, throwing Andrew a couple of chocolate bars when Kurt wasn’t looking. Father usually did that, Dad always said no chocolate before meals but Father was never too fussed and managed to sneak them some, of course he’d get into trouble but Dad could never stay mad at Father. Never.
“Okay. It’s kinda hard to talk about. Well talking to you two about it makes it easier but…” Andrew said, tapping his fingers on the counter.
“But what?” Father said, reached over and putting his hand over Andrew’s, mostly to stop the tapping because it annoyed Dad most of the time.
“Is this about the porn magazines that Grayson hid in your room?” Dad said, stirring something in the saucepan.
“Wha- No! I didn’t even know he hid them in there… Or had them… oh shoot!” Andrew knew he had just gotten Grayson into trouble again, he could slap himself.
Father and Dad laughed, they clearly had known about them for sometime. “It’s okay, we knew. You know what I’m like, Andrew. I find things and maybe, just maybe, your Father and I stole one and drew all over it.” That made Andrew chuckle softly, he remembered that when Grayson thought it was him.
“You’re okay with Grayson liking girls?”
“Of course we are! We have no problems with it. We love you all no matter what sexuality you are. We’d love Lizzie if she was gay but she swears she loves that new teen popstar, what’s his name honey?” Dad asked, leaving the saucepan and going over to Father, stroking his hair and playing with his curls.
“Romeo Parker.” Father sighed, he remembered back in his day when Justin Bieber existed. Those were bad times.
“Would you be upset if I was gay?” Andrew looked down and played with the sleeve of his shirt.
“Of course not. Andrew, we’ve always known.” Dad smiled. Andrew looked up to see both of his parents smiling widely at him.
“You have? But how?”
“You’re just like your father. Did you know that my dad always knew that I’m gay? He knew when I was three years old. Andrew honey, we’d love you if you were gay, straight, bisexual or…”
“A mulitcolored dinosaur.” Father finished, earning him the strangest look from Andrew.
“A multicolored dinosaur?” Andrew repeated with an eyebrow raised.
“You’re missing the point.” Dad said. “We love you no matter what. We always wanted a gay child but we’d be fine if we didn’t have one. We love you Andrew.”
“Are there any guys that you like?” Father leaned over the counter with his cheeky grin.
“Actually…” Andrew blushed.
“I knew it!” Father laughed and got a high five from Dad.
“He’s gay too. His name is Jamie, he’s really hot. I think he likes me.” Andrew had to cover his ears because of the squeals coming from his parents, he could mistake them for girls because of the pitch of their squeals.
“You should bring him over.” Father suggested.
“Yeah, I’ll ask him. Thanks, you two are the best parents ever!” Andrew jumped up and went round the counter, hugging both of his parents before rushing out of the room.
Kurt and Blaine looked at each other incredibly happy once Andrew and left. Blaine stood up and wrapped his arms around Kurt, pulling the apron from his body.
“God, we’ve been married for thirty years and you’ve not lost an ounce of your sex drive.” Kurt grinned.
“I’m very pleased to say, neither have you.” Blaine kissed Kurt deeply before rushing over to lock the kitchen doors. “Now, we have ten minutes before the kids will come down for dinner. Andrew was very unexpected but we won’t get interrupted anymore, like normal.”
Kurt had already started working on removing Blaine’s clothes and over time, he got much faster and Blaine was always naked by the time he had finished speaking. Blaine was always about the same speed and when they both were naked, Blaine picked Kurt up and put him on the counter. “God I love you.” Blaine smiled, covering Kurt’s lips with his own and thrusting into Kurt, never tired of hearing that gorgeous moan.
“I love you so goddamn much, Blaine Hummel-Anderson! Now do me so hard until I explode!” And Blaine did.