Chapter 2
The next morning, Kurt stood at his locker putting away some books that he didn't need until fifth period. A light tap reached Kurt's butt which made him jump, expecting to turn around and see Rachel or Mercedes who had a strange habit of always touching him in inappropriate places. Instead he saw a blonde football player just pass him in the hall way and offer a wink. Kurt just smirked, not being able to contain it.
It was Glee next anyway, so he'd see Sam then. Kurt realised what he was thinking about and turned back to his locker, hitting his head against the locker door.
"What's up baby?"
Kurt's head shot round faced with Mercedes. "Oh, it's nothing 'Cedes." He smiled sweetly.
"I know you Hummel; you won't risk your hair for anything, let alone damage it on purpose." She reached up and moved a stray hair which had escaped from his quiff.
"It's nothing honestly." Kurt hoped his smile again would let him off the hook.
"Okay, but when you need to talk with some ice-cream, you know where I be." She grabbed his arm quite violently and pulled as he rushed to shut the metal locker. "C'mon! It's Glee."
The two walked in to the hushed room where Quinn, Puck, Finn and Rachel were gathered talking. Once they got closer and Rachel's head flung around to meet Kurt's curious gaze, the room was silenced again. All eyes were on Kurt for a moment, even Mercedes who had taken her arm away from him. It stayed like this for a few moments, until Rachel stood and muttered something like "Fine, I'll do it." But Puck held her back by her arm and she sat back down.
"What's going on guys?" Kurt questioned curiously.
"Nothing.." Finn looked at his brother almost disapprovingly. "Nothing, its all fine." He continued a little happier, trying to hide the fact that he's not happy with his brother cheating on his boyfriend. Not like he actually knew that for a fact or anything, it just seemed suspicious. "Come sit down."
Finn pulled out a chair for the pair and Kurt threw his bag down wearily next to him, sat forward and waited for Glee to start. Trying to ignore the whispers that were still going on behind him was getting difficult, but he had to think to himself that they couldn't have been talking about him and Sam, because no-one knew they met after class to basically put it; fuck each other.
Once everyone had piled in to the room and Mr Schue had gotten his notes together, the task for the week was written on the board as usual. Rumours.
"How appropriate." Rachel called from her unusual place at the back of the room; there was almost a hint of sarcasm in her voice. Kurt turned round to look at her, but ignoring the fact that she was glaring at Sam through the corner of her eyes.
This literally cannot be happening. Kurt thought to himself. No! You're just being paranoid! No-one will know anything!
"Well, thanks for that Rachel." Mr Schue giving her a strange look, not really understanding what was going on. "This weeks lesson guys; Rumours. Fleetwood Mac kind of Rumours. These guys made a whole album at the time when all they spoke about was the music. You all seem to be having problems recently communicating with each other." It was kind of true, the Glee club for a few weeks had been having problems with arguing between different members and not getting along as well as they used to. I suppose this week was a re-bonding exercise. "This week, you guys need to chose a song from the album that means something to your life right now, performances will be anytime during the week, whenever you're all ready."
The rest of the lesson was spent trying to search for different songs that would express each person's feelings at the time. Kurt and Sam tried to maintain little contact between each other, trying not to give anyone any more suspicion then they already might.
It was lunch and Kurt was stood at his locker, admiring the decoration inside it, mainly of stupid things that he'd collected when he was dating Blaine. Movie tickets, pictures of them at the park together or in the back yard, receipts from dinners they'd had. Kurt got butterflies when he looked at it all. But not butterflies like he used to. It made him nervous, scared and like he was doing something very, very wrong. He knew he was, but the idea of letting Blaine down after lusting after the boy for so long turned his stomach.
"Stop it." The annoying shriek of Rachel Barbra Berry's voice stuck in his ear before he turned to see her glaring up at him.
"What?"
"Stop it, I know Sam's hot but he's not worth losing Blaine over!"
Kurt had been thinking what he would say in this situation all day. And it appears to be pretty obvious that they were now talking about him all around the Glee club like he thought. The words tumbled out of his mouth easily.
"Oh how I've missed your insanity." Kurt slammed his locker shut, showing Rachel he was annoyed.
"I'm serious Kurt; it's not fair on Blaine. He's a great guy."
"You know Rachel; I somehow already knew you thought he was a great guy when you had your tongue down his throat a few months ago." Kurt thought for a moment while Rachel's shocked face at his comment gave him time. "However, about this Sam thing, I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Kurt, promise me you won't cheat on Blaine."
"Rachel Berry. I am not a cheat. I have a wonderful boyfriend, why would I want to ruin that?"
"Okay." The small brunette seemed sceptical but bid her farewells and went off down the corridor once she saw Finn at the end. On reflection, Kurt thought back to himself, why the hell am I ruining this?
iPhone in hand, a beep warned him that he had a message. Expecting it to be Blaine, Kurt's hands became sweaty and he got nervous. Opening the message and noticing it was from Mr. Evan's sent the nerves in to butterflies.
Come round tonight? You're wearing those tight pants that I can't wait to rip off your amazing body xxxxx
Kurt's lips inched in to a smile at each side and he actually couldn't help himself. He needed to see Sam, he needed to feel his skin next to his own, and he needed to be loved like Sam could love him.
Kurt replied quickly just in case anyone came creeping on him again from behind.
If you say so. I can't wait to see you later xxxxx
He'd even stopped putting kisses on the end of Blaine's texts; it was official that their budding romance was slipping away fast. With Sam it was exciting, seeing him in the corridor made Kurt's breath hitch. Doing the long drive to Dalton once a week to see Blaine was getting boring and he didn't get a reward for doing it after either.
Sam seemed to be a fast replier to Kurt's texts; Come round about five baby, I'll be waiting for your beautiful face xxxxx
Why did it feel like Kurt was actually in a relationship with this boy?
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Kurt was doing homework in his bedroom after school, waiting for the right time to lie about where he was going tonight. With any luck Kurt would be able to stay over with Sam's parents and siblings out for the night. In the middle of his maths work he heard a knock at the door. Carole was at work and his father would still be down at the garage.
"Yeah?" He asked weakly, not bothering to stand from his place.
Finn's head popped around the door, and just stared at Kurt for a few moments, waiting for his brother to allow him in to the room.
Kurt still not looking up from his work said, "Finn, you know if I shout 'yeah' it usually means you can speak to me when you get in my room."
"Oh good!" Finn said happily and entered, shutting the door behind him. The taller boy made his way to Kurt's bed and sat down lightly, knowing that he didn't like it messy.
"Can I talk to you?"
"I presume that's what you've come in here for."
Kurt flung around on the chair he was sat on to look at his brother. Finn looked nervous, hands in his lap and he was just staring at them. No matter how much the silence prompted Finn to start talking nothing was coming out.
Kurt began. "Finn, is this about Rachel?"
A shocked look appeared on his face; well yeah Finn was really confused about Rachel at the moment. He was dating Quinn, but why didn't he like her anymore? And why was he still so much in love with Rachel?
"Urm...what?"
"I know you still like Rachel, is that what you want to talk about"
"What? No!" The shocking way that Kurt managed to get inside his brain finally got him to the immediate subject. "I wanted to talk about – talk about you."
"Me?"
"Yeah, you and – and Sam." He stammered.
"Oh god." Kurt buried his face in to one of his hands that his elbow was lifting up on the arm of the chair. "Has she put you up to this? Rachel I mean?"
"No! No-one did. I just wanted to say that, well. I saw you, yesterday. Coming out of Sam's place."
"What? How the hell do you know where Sam is?"
"You mean the hotel? Me and Puck went round to cheer him up a bit. And well, we were in the car and we saw you leaving." Finn said rather awkwardly.
"I was just round there too – too well just help a little, I took him some of my old clothes, you know. Help a bit." Kurt couldn't help but stammer, it's all his voice would let out.
"Oh, right. Well yeah. I just wanted to know that you're not cheating on Blaine, I mean I really like the guy, he's a good guy."
Why did people keep telling him Blaine was a great guy? Kurt already knew that!
"Yes! I know Blaine's a great guy Finn, that's why he's my boyfriend. However I hate to break the fact to you that Sam is straight." Kurt paused for a moment when Finn looked a little wounded. He should remember that Finn is quite a sensitive being. "I'm sorry, but don't worry. Me and Sam are really good friends. Just please can these rumours stop!"
"I'll try to stop them."
Kurt went and sat next to Finn on the bed, touching his arm to calm him slightly. Kurt looked at the clock on the wall and noticed it was quarter to five.
He got up and started to pack his things away in to the satchel he used for school. Throwing it over his shoulder he almost forgot about Finn still sitting in his room helplessly.
"Where are you going?" He looked confused; Kurt didn't usually leave the house at night unless it was a musical marathon with Rachel or a fashion emergency with Mercedes.
"Oh- urm – oh I promised I'd meet Blaine at the Lima Bean. He wants to talk Nationals for some reason." That was probably the worst thing he could have come up with – ever. "Don't wait up."
Kurt rushed out of the room, grabbed the keys to his Navigator and went straight to his car.
Finn sat alone in Kurt's room, "okay." He mumbled to himself – trying to comprehend what just happened.
Sam waited at the window of his living room/bedroom/kitchen in the safe mind that his parents would not be home tonight and he was free to have the porcelain skin next to his for hours on end. A smile grew across his face as Kurt's car pulled up in front of the building. Kurt checked around the area to make sure there wasn't any more New Direction spies around before darting to the front door letting himself in.
Sam was sat on the bed waiting for him, in just a t-shirt and jeans. The first thing that Kurt thought was that how amazing the boy looked, his hair was messy from being at football practice and he just looked so, natural.
He dumped his bag near the door and started ranting straight away.
"Sam we need to stop this. I mean they know! The whole Glee club know! Were you aware of this really?" Kurt began to pace in front of Sam worriedly. Sam just giggled at the fretting boy, admiring how adorable he looked when he was this worked up. "I've had Rachel AND Finn on me today. And they were all talking behind our backs all the way through Glee. Puck and Finn saw me leaving here yesterday! They saw Sam! And-" Sam jumped up suddenly and pressed a deep kiss to Kurt's lips, managing to shut up the chattering boy.
Pulling away after a few tender seconds, Sam stared in to the silent boys eyes, keeping his hands on his cheeks. "Less talking, more kissing."
All Kurt could do was let out an approving squeal as Sam dragged him on to the bed and on top of his body. The fact that Sam had the power to turn Kurt on in a seconds didn't help the throbbing in his pants anymore.
The hot kisses that raced between the boys soon turned to lighter kisses as they scooted up towards the head of the bed. Not wanting to break the contact between them, Sam already had his shirt brought up to his chest, Kurt busied himself playing with the hem before gathering the confidence to leave Sam's already red lips and hurrying it over his head. Kurt said and admired the body under him for a moment; letting his hands graze over his abs and chest, and then up to his shoulders.
Sam let out a small moan in pleasure, letting Kurt know that it felt so good having his hands run all over his body. Sam brought his lips up for a moment, crashing back to the smaller boys. It felt like they needed it more than anything, it was all done with a lot of desperation.
"This all seems very unfair." Sam whispered in to Kurt's ear, which in turn sent him wild. Having heard Sam say this to him before, Kurt knew exactly what he meant and started to undo the buttons on his waist coat as Sam started on the belt on his jeans. Kurt placing lazy kisses all over his neck and shoulders.
Once the waist coat joined Sam's t-shirt on the floor, Kurt kicked off his shoes and slid out of his very tight jeans. Sam admired the view for a moment; Kurt's penis in his underwear seemed to be dying to be released.
Licking his lips, the blonde boy dragged Kurt back to the bed and threw him down with some force. Playing with the hem on his t-shirt and occasionally playing with a spot of flesh on his back, his lips hungrily attacked the other boys, his tongue grazing over Kurt's and finally once Kurt let him gain full entrance, their tongues danced together in a way that Kurt had never experienced before.
Kurt could feel Sam's erection through his jeans, needing some friction against his own, moved over, not releasing the alien tongue from his mouth and lines his hips up with Sam's. Throwing his hands to the lower of Sam's back and caressing the area slightly he thrust up. Getting the friction he needed so badly.
"Damn Hummel!" Sam cried out at the pleasure. He continued to sprinkle soft kisses around Kurt's neck. It was becoming a particular favourite area of Sam's.
"I-I need y-you." Kurt managed to squeal out. "Now!" The ending sounded a little more vicious as his lips joined back with Sam's, making their tongues do the little dance that Kurt was now very fond of.
The thrusting continued as Kurt took off his shirt lazily. A whine escapes Sam's mouth as Kurt works quickly undoing his pants, desperate for Sam to be in him right now.
Once Kurt managed to get Sam's pants off his hips, Sam rushed to release his dick from his boxers too.
Kurt took hold of Sam's penis automatically, already knowing what he liked he began to twist his wrist around and pull so slightly that he knew sent Sam crazy.
"Oh-g-god." Sam wailed at the simple touch that Kurt was doing to him.
"In, me now." Kurt demanded. "Please." His eyes met Sam's right away, the pools of greeny-blue filled with lust, and mainly desire. Sam reached across Kurt as he hurriedly released his penis from his boxers and threw them to the floor. Sam let out another small grunt at the feeling of Kurt's penis on his stomach. Pausing for a moment to make sure he didn't come from just that sensation alone, he grabbed the lube and condom from the dresser that he'd previously set out.
Sneaking up to Kurt again on the bed he whispered in his ear, "You're beautiful." Before continuing down, pressing small kisses down his chest, then to his stomach and finally his hips. Kurt thrust upwards slightly which made Sam bring his hands to the smaller boy's hips to steady him.
"Be patient." Sam noted in a very, very seducing voice. It sent shivers up Kurt's spine.
"Not any longer." Kurt sounded exhausted, but he couldn't wait any longer. He needed to feel Sam in him now.
Sam undid the wrapper and threw it on the floor as he slipped the condom over his erect penis.
"Do you want me to prep you?" He asked cautiously.
"Already done it." Kurt gave him a very sly smile.
"What? When?"
"When we were kissing. Please Sam, I can't wait."
Sam put some lube on top of the condom and around Kurt's wonderful hole. He waited a moment, seeing Kurt lying on his bed, legs spread apart and completely undone, while Sam was kneeling was a beautiful sight. His hair was slightly messy and bangs were falling over his eyes. A trail of hickeys was left down Kurt's right side, Sam felt proud that they were done by him.
He positioned himself in front of Kurt's hole and pushed in quite deep in one quick motion.
"Argghh." Kurt screamed in a mix of pleasure and pain. Sam placed Kurt's legs around his waist where they locked and gave Sam a better position. He caressed Kurt's hips slowly waiting for the older boy to adjust to the feeling of having Sam inside him.
"Okay, go."Kurt instructed. Sam obeys and started to thrust slowly, in and out of the boy. His eyes never leaving the other pair because he wanted to see what he was doing to Kurt.
He carried on, getting faster and faster until he found the perfect rhythm that made him hit Kurt's prostate every time. Soon both boys were screaming each other's name in pleasure.
"Kurt, I'm almost-Kurt I'm gonna-"
"I want to feel you come inside me." Kurt squeaked out the best he could.
True to his word, a few more thrusts made Sam come fast in to the condom that was still inside Kurt. The older boy wasn't far behind because the sensation of Sam coming inside him made the white liquid squirt all over his and Sam's stomachs.
They rode their intense orgasms out together; Sam fell on top of Kurt's body as his legs released the boy. It took a moment before Sam finally pulled out.
They lay breathless for a moment, trying to find the air in the increasingly warm room. Sam felt Kurt's chest raise and fall hard as his head was lying on it perfectly.
After about five minutes of lying there, trying to compose themselves slightly, Sam lifted his head to look at Kurt. Kurt's lips met the younger boys and they enjoyed a passionate kiss. Then Sam allowed himself to rest back on Kurt's chest, but still looking up at the beautiful boy.
"I love you." The blonde bombshell made his feelings apparent for the first time.
It took Kurt a moment, but he couldn't help the words spilling from his mouth, "I love you too beautiful."
Shit.
