Hey Dave! someone yells he looks over with a grunt. he knows that voice, the slight squeak in the way he talks. He turns around ready to ask the queer why he thinks he can just talk to him, his breath catches in his throat and he breathes out heavily. Kurt was walking towards him...the catch he was in a tank top and boxers. This probably the only time Dave has seen Kurt without a designer something or other. The manliest thing he's ever seen Hummel wear. So why was it turning him on. "wh-what do you want"? he asked as Kurt neared him. The little smirk on Kurt's face angered Dave. "answer me" he yelled, Kurt's laugh was all breathy
Dave awoke startled and sweating. What the hell was that? he looked around, the bright red numbers on his alarm mocking him. 3:47am. He sat for a minute wondering why he was all out of breath. Looking down a realizing the front of his boxers where wet. Wait a minute that dream wasn't even sexual! how could it even make him come like that, especially since it was about another boy. He went and cleaned himself up, although alone he felt a creeping red sensation over his cheeks. He shook his head promising himself it would never happen again, besides it couldn't, he wasn't gay.
That day at school went the same until this time it happened in class. He had just gotten done throwing some nerd into the dumpster and felt tired, he had been afraid to fall back asleep. So deciding maybe it was time to return to class for awhile he did. A couple kids looked surprised seeing as though he never came to class, especially since Kurt was in the same class to. For a moment a flicker of fear crossed Kurt's face but then realization that if Dave did decide to do any bullying he'd be stopped. His stomach dropped when he realized the only seat left was the one by Kurt, he groaned. "ha! look Karofsky gets to bunk near homo explosion!" someone joked and dave flashed him a look that would have raised the dead. As the teacher went on about something called the Pythagorean theory or something, he put his headphones in turning on Eminem. He laid back and struggled to keep his eyes open. The music from the song, Cleaning Out My Closet, was surprisingly soothing. He looked over at Kurt who was jotting down notes furiously. His expression was slightly determined to get all the words down that the teacher spewed out.
"Dave!Dave wake up" someone was shaking him. "okay okay! im up Jesus" Dave grumbled and opened his eyes. "what the..." he started, the class room was completely empty. Well not totally empty. Kurt was sitting at the teachers desk, "what are you doing?" Dave asked taking his head phones out realizing some weird song about California Girls was on. "you shouldn't sleep during class " Kurt said turning in the chair. "what are you doing Hummel? i swear I'll beat the shi-" he started but stopped when Kurt stood. All's Dave could do was gasp, Kurt was in a red and black plaid mini-skirt, with a white shirt all tied up like a schoolgirl. He swallowed hard as he neared dave his heels tapping. He was holding a ruler slowly running his fingers around it. "you've been a naughty boy " Kurt said and it was like Dave was thrown into a trance. Kurt stopped in front of Dave's desk a smirk on his face. Dave winced as his pants tightened and he started sweating. Kurt leaned his face next to Dave's ear, his warm minty breath engulfing Dave. His head swam and suddenly he reached his hand out to touch Kurt's knee high socks, running his head up to Kurt's thigh. "a very naughty boy" Kurt's breathing was slightly hitched. Dave felt a shudder tear through his body, a warm sensation filling his stomach. He bit his lip as Kurt ran his soft, moist lips along his cheek.
"Mr. Karofsky"! and Dave was pulled out of his sleep. His face reddened this time by the fact that everyone was staring at him. "please Dave no sleeping in class" the teacher said and went back to class. Dave noticed his headphones dangling on the floor from his pocket. He didn't remember taking them off. He shifted uncomfortably as he realized once again his pants were wet from his daytime emission. He glanced over at Kurt who was staring at him oddly. Dave glared at him and he turned his head quickly.
When the bell rang Dave gathered his things and what was left of his dignity. There was a light tap on his shoulder and he turned. He gulped, Hummel. "can I help you?" he growled and Kurt looked scared. "just wondering why you said my name when you fell asleep" he said in a defensive voice. "what are you talking about? you know what never mind don't talk to me" he replied embarrassment flooding him. He stormed out hearing Kurt sigh.
He didn't know why he was here, he felt weird like a creepy stalker. Watching as Kurt sang a solo on stage with his other faggy friends. He watched from the very back, Kurt's face lighting up with each note. Dave tried to understand why all his dreams were centered around this gay kid he so loved to torture. "what are you doing here?" someone asked and Dave jumped up. He looked at the face of his former friend, Finn Hudson. Dave felt more embarrassment, he began to get flustered. "because i can Hudson" was all he could come up with, Finn looked at him with his weird eyebrows raising. He nonchalantly strolled forward and pushed Finn, walking out
"calm down Dave wake up" he heard his sister say and he opened his eyes. "what are you talking about Carley?" Dave asked and looked around. "you where like saying some name K-Kurt or something and whimpering" she replied shrugging and Dave got up off the couch. "wheres dad?" he asked gruffly, slightly relived he hadn't came right next to his sister. "at the bar" she sighed and continued watching TV. Suddenly a song came on the TV, catching his attention. "wait what song is that?" Dave asked and walked closer observing some girl with blue hair laying on cotton candy. "California Girls by Katy Perry" she replied singing along after. The song from his dream, how had he known it?
"you want me dont you?" Kurt asked him. Dave swallowed and shook his head. Kurt was dressed in the most bizarre outfit. A short glittery dress that looked somewhat like a outfit some pink haired dude had wore in some video his sister had watched. Beauty killer or something. The smaller boy straddled on Daves lap. Both his knees hugging at Dave's sides. "dont you?" he repeated thrusting down, Dave feeling the hardness of Kurt now. Which made Dave's blood pulse like crazy and his own cock hard. Kurt smiled, showing his perfect white teeth. "yes" Dave replied inhaling sharply. "then come get me Karofsky" he said almost in a angry voice. He got up and walked away leaving Dave feeling empty
This was it, the last wet dream he was going to have. He grabbed his keys and jacket and ran outside. tearing out of his driveway and down to that Hummel kids house. When he reached it he drew a blank and got scared. What would he say, Hey kid I've tortured for like ever im having sexy dreams about you and think i might be infatuated? Wrong because he wasn't gay or bisexual or anything like that! Yet he found himself exiting the car and knocking on the door. He heard a clattering sound and suddenly the door inched open, "can i help you" Kurt asked in a scared way. Dave forgot that he was the cause of a lot of fear in Kurts life. "we need to talk Hummel" he said sternly
TBC