Italics are Thoughts

Sam, and Kurt each have their own sections.

I do not own any of the characters, only the situation.

FORWARD: I'm really starting to enjoy this. I'm loving the characters and I'm trying to make it as real as possible. If you have any ideas or reviews, let me hear them.

Day #6: Part 3

KURT

Kurt drove off in a fury. The school was long behind him and so was his problems.

But my problems are still here. My problems are here because I gave a helping hand to my step-brothers cock. Great.

Kurt pulled over to the curb. He sent out two text's, to his two stalkers.

Breadsticks. Ten minutes. We gotta talk.

Kurt sighed in relief as he finished the text.

He arrived at Breadsticks with five minutes to spare. He took a seat in a booth farthest from the main doors. He ordered a glass of water while he waited.

The first to enter was Sam. He smiled as soon as he saw Kurt. He quickly made his way over to Kurt and sat down next to him in the booth.

"So what's this about?" Sam asked.

"Sit on the other side. Please?" Kurt added when Sam's face dropped.

Sam did as he was told.

"So again I ask, what's this about?"

"We're waiting for someone -" Kurt stopped as he saw that someone.

Usually he was fashionably late, but Puck must have wanted to make an impression since he was early. As he made his way over, Puck put on a sexy face.

Hot.

Puck tried to sit by Kurt like Sam did, but Kurt pointed to the spot by Sam. Puck sat.

"Why is he here?" Puck asked as he gave a dark look at Sam who happily returned it.

"I asked you both here because you're acting like a bunch of children. This is not a competition. You guys are not fighting over me."

"There's not competition when your involved." Puck said smoothly.

"And enough with the pickup lines." Kurt still blushed.

"And besides. You've already agreed to date me." Sam pointed out.

"You did what?" Puck was furious.

"Calm down. I didn't exactly agree to a date."

"Then what was with all the flirting?" Sam asked,

"Why him?" Puck demanded.

"Shut it. Both of you. Now listen up. Since you're gonna treat this like a competition, we're gonna make it one."

No response, good.

"Everything's gonna be equal. If I go on a date with one, I go on a date with the other."

"That's bull crap." Puck yelled.

"You have to be joking." Sam agreed.

"No. I'm just adding on to what you guys already have. You can drop out now."

No response again.

"Now. I wanna know why you wanna date me. Puck, go."

Puck thought for a second. "Umm . . . well everyone wants me, and since you don't, I guess I want you."

"And will you toss me away after you've used me." Kurt asked.

"No. But I'm still straight. You're just interesting."

"Thank you. Now Sam."

"Well I am straight too. It's just at our first kiss, you're all I've been able to think about." Sam said with confidence.

"Wait, you guys kissed?" Puck asked.

"A few times." Sam bragged.

"Fine. Come here Hummel." Puck said as he moved to sit by Kurt.

"What are you doing?" Kurt asked as he moved back until he hit the wall.

Puck ignored him and turned to Sam.

"Now don't get mad, but Kurt wants this to be an equal competition. So that means I get a kiss too. I'll just take one long one to equal out with the few you guys have had. Either you let me do this. Or you drop out of Kurt's little competition." Puck explained.

Sam sighed. "Fine. But only if it's okay with Kurt.

Kurt let out a shaky breath. "Sure."

This was all it took before Puck pulled Kurt into his lips. At first Kurt was a little nervous, but he began to get into the kiss. Puck quickly deepened the kiss. Kurt accepted Puck's tongue into his mouth.

What a kiss? Is this better than Sam?

Kurt ran his hands into Puck's mohawk.

No. It's almost equal. But really really different.

Puck pulled back slightly.

"Who taught you to kiss so good Hummel?" Puck whispered before going back into the kiss.

Kurt giggle as he pulled back from the kiss.

Hot dang.

He placed a hand on Puck's chest to keep him from going to another kiss.

"Seriously. Who taught you how to kiss?"

Kurt grinned before leaning forward. His lips barely grazed Puck's before he whispered, "Sam."

Kurt laughed as Puck pulled away and gave Sam the death glare.

"Puck. Puck. Calm down." Kurt begged as Puck jumped across the table at Sam. "I was joking.

Kurt wrapped his arms and legs around Puck. This got Puck's attention.

"I was right. You do want me." Puck said as he leaned forward for another kiss, but Kurt moved back.

"If you give me another kiss now, then you have to watch Sam give me one too." Kurt stated as he unwrapped himself from Puck.

Kurt glanced over at Sam.

"I'm sorry you had to see this. Consider it a punishment to you two for making a competition out of me." Kurt said as he pushed Puck out of the booth.

Kurt hugged them each a goodbye before driving off.

SAM

"Are you up for this Puckerman?" Sam asked as Kurt drove off,

"I'm up for winning." Puck answered with confidence.

"So am I?"

They both glared at each other before separating and heading off in their own vehicles.

So what do you think? This is where Santana starts to get more involved. Please review.