Kurt and Noah left the room after thanking Burt and Carole for their acceptance, as they left, Carole slyly slipped Noah a box of lubricated Trojans with a wink and a pat on the back.

Noah went bright red, Kurt looked mortified, and Carole let out a soft chuckle.

"Um." Gulped Noah "Thanks Carole. "


"This is so embarrassing." Noah said as they closed the bedroom door after quickly leaving the kitchen.

"Well at least she got the sizing right baby." Kurt said, kissing Noah on the cheek, and throwing the XL condoms onto their bed

"Kurt I think we should talk about sex. Lie on the bed with me."

"Sure sweetie. What did you want to talk about." Kurt said.

Kurt moved to curl up under the maroon blankets into a comfortable position, kicking off his shoes and removing his scarf from around his pale and slender neck. He was a little bit nervous about what Noah was about to talk about.

He knew about Noah's extremely sexual past, and although he knew Noah loved him and supported his decisions, Kurt didn't think he was ready for sex yet.

"I don't want us to have sex until you are ready."

A heavy weight was lifted off Kurt's chest, he felt as if he could breathe much easier.

"I love you Kurt, and I only want us to do something so intimate and personal when we are both ready. I am ready, and I will wait until you are too. I would never do anything that would jeopardise our relationship."

"Noah, thank you. When I'm ready, I want it to be romantic, beautiful. Like you."

"Only the best for my Kurt."

"I also want to know something. You don't have to answer if you don't want to… Did any of the people you have… had sex with… actually mean anything to you?"

"Only Quinn meant something to me, and that is only because she brought my beautiful baby girl into the world. Honey, nobody except Beth has ever meant as much to me as you. I love you so much."

Kurt pulled away the covers, the bed seemed cold and empty without Noah. Noah was all too happy to get in to please Kurt.

"There is something else that I really want to talk about before we have sex. Positions. Bottoming and topping, I don't want to be selfish when we do it, I want to make you feel good. What position do you want to be in?"

"I think I want to be on bottom. With your size, I think it would be amazing for both of us. But maybe we could switch it up a bit occasionally, my size is only just a little smaller than yours."

"That sounds perfect babe."

Kurt had a sudden thought.


"Babe, now we have their blessing, we can sleep in the same bed without you having to get up early, and…we can sleep naked." Kurt said with a soft, sensual growl.

Kurt slipped fully underneath the covers, leaving Noah with his head poking out of the covers, resting on the pillows, with a soft smirk resting on his face.

Kurt pulled off his white shirt, followed by his black skinny jeans. He teased Noah's hand across the wide band of his black briefs, before pulling them down to release his large cock, and his tight, perky ass.

Kurt crept under the covers, and moved his hands up to the top of Noah's shirt. He slowly wound his hands down Noah's shirt, easing the buttons open with his nimble fingers, exposing Noah's perfectly tanned pects and abs.

The small pale boy ran his hands across Noah's solid abs, feeling them relax at his light touch. Noah let out a soft moan. Kurt moved his nimble fingers down to Noah's belt, and slowly eased the buckle open. He then moved on to the button and zipper. He slowly drew the zipper down and pulled Noah's pants. It turned out that Noah had been going commando .

This explained Noah's pained groans as they were grinding on Quinn's couch.

Kurt flung the many garments out of the bed onto the floor.

Noah reached his hands under the blankets to grasp Kurt's. He pulled Kurt against his body, their naked forms pushed together.

Their chests were against each other's in a warm embrace. Their manhoods touching. They stared deeply into each other's eyes.

They felt so very happy.

"I love you Kurt."

"I know you do."

"I think we should tell people."

"Tell people what, baby?" Kurt said, trailing kisses up Noah's neck.

"About us. I think it is time I came out."

Kurt's eyes widened in shock. He sat up, his firm cheeks rested against Noah's impressive cock, and stared his boyfriend in the eye, waiting for him to laugh and say that he is kidding. It didn't come though.

"Y-You're being serious!" Kurt said in shock.

"I want everyone to be able to see that you're mine, and that I love you." Noah said, bringing Kurt's head down to his own for a quick kiss.

"Noah, you get hated on majorly just for being seen with me! What would make you want to come out as bisexual, let alone as my boyfriend!" Kurt said in awe of his boyfriend's decision.

"I want to share the pain that you go through. I don't want you to have to suffer by yourself."

"But I don't want you to have to out yourself to do that."

"I already told you that I love you. I would do anything for you. And I know that being able to hug and kiss me in public, call me your boyfriend, hold my hand, will make you happy. I live to make you happy."

"Noah, are you sure you want to do this. I would totally support you either way."

"I want to. Tomorrow at school. I want to walk in holding my boyfriend's hand." He grasped Kurt's hand. "And I want everyone to see how much you mean to me. I want to lay claim to you."

"If that is what you really want, I'll stand beside you, proud of my boyfriend, as we walk down those hallways, showing people that gay love is just as good as straight love."

Kurt pressed a kiss deeply into Noah's mouth, savouring the taste of the boy.

Soon they fell asleep. Their bodies still intertwined. A smile on both their faces.


They arose in the morning after the best sleep of their lives.

It seemed they had overslept, so they had to choose between looking amazing or eating. Kurt chose to look amazing for his boyfriend's big day.

Noah threw another set of clothes on, a spritz of Kurt's Prada perfume, and went upstairs to eat the huge breakfast Carole had prepared for them.

Kurt was impeccably styling his hair as Noah was stuffing his face with bacon, eggs and sausages. Kurt had forbidden him from eating baked beans so that he wouldn't stink up Kurt's car.

Noah noticed that Kurt had been skipping more and more meals lately, so he made a mental note to ask Kurt about that.

He put his knife and fork down as Kurt emerged from the basement.

Kurt looked sinfully beautiful.

His hair looked like sex hair, it seemed that he had decided to let loose for his boyfriend, and try a new style. Sex hair, by the way, suited him really well. Noah planned to authenticate the look of Kurt's sex hair eventually.

Kurt's clothes were fabulous. He looked as if he had just stepped off the Spring/Summer 2011 Versace runway. An Aqua blue long sleeve shirt with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows, a pair of square black sunglasses hanging off the top button, and aqua pants with a white strap hanging from the side.

Noah was entranced by Kurt's ass in those pants, until Burt gave him a quick clip over the ear and growled something at him.

Noah didn't hear what he said though, he was focused on how well the colour brought out Kurt's eyes and flaunted his pale skin. It was a beautiful contrast to Noah's olive skin, gained from both his heritage and working outside.


Kurt pulled up in the McKinley High carpark.

Noah wasn't exactly scared.

He was nervous.

Nervous of what the boys on the football team would say.

Nervous of what the Glee club would say.

Nervous of what Mercedes would do.

Noah was a badass, but there was still one person he was scared of; Mercedes Jones.

And he had every reason to be.


Kurt turned to Noah as they reached the entrance doors of their school.

"Are you ready honey?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah baby." Noah replied.

Kurt gave Noah a quick kiss for luck and then Noah gripped Kurt's hand and they pushed open the front doors and took the first step into a new life.


They walked confidently down the hallways, hand in hand.

People gasped as the boys walked past.

Seeing two boys holding hands was not something seen very often.

Jacob Ben Israel walked past muttering something about the gay agenda recruiting more people.

The jaws of the football team dropped, except the glee boys who came over to congratulate the two on their openness about their relationship.

Finn hugged his step-brother and shook Noah's hand firmly.

Artie patted them both on the back.

Even Mike nodded to them in recognition, he had been forgiven by Kurt, but not by Noah, so he decided not to approach them.

The two boys decided to continue and seek out the rest of the New Directions and The Trouble Tones.

They found them all crowded around the piano in the choir room.

They broke into applause and crowded around the couple. Even Santana, who now knew what it was like to be out, kissed them both on the cheek in congratulations.

Quinn situated herself by the piano, and quietened them all. She told the band to get ready.

"I knew a little about this earlier, and so I prepared a song for them."

Kurt and Noah pulled up two chairs near the piano, and the rest of the kids gathered around the two boys.

Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel

My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel

Touching you, touching me

touching you, god you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love

Just listen to the rhythm of my heart

There's a chance we could make it now

We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down

I believe in a thing called love

Ooh!

I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day

You got me in a spin but everythin' is !

Touching you, touching me

touching you, god you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love

Just listen to the rhythm of my heart

There's a chance we could make it now

We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down

I believe in a thing called love

Ooh! Guitar!

Touching you, touching me

touching you, god you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love

Just listen to the rhythm of my heart

There's a chance we could make it now

We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down

I believe in a thing called love

Ooh!

Kurt and Noah stood up, and along with the rest of the group, applauded furiously.

The bell went for them to go to class, Noah had a study period which he was going to spend in the choir room.

Kurt left Noah with a lingering kiss and went off to first period Home Economics.

Everyone, bar Mercedes, left with him.


"Puckerman, imma have a quick word with you right now." Mercedes said, waving a finger in front of her face.

"Sure thing Jones." Puck answered confidently.

"If you ever hurt my boy, I will hunt you down. To the ends of the earth if I must. You will be terrified to fall asleep, for fear of me. Then, I will cut off your sizeable manhood and burn it in front of your eyes and force you to eat the ashes."

Noah gulped, then re-centred himself.

"I love that boy more than my life. I would never hurt him, if I did, I would gladly welcome your punishment." Noah said, deadpan.

Mercedes hugged him, and hurried off to her class.

Noah spent that period sitting there, strumming a guitar and singing along to the song he was playing.

He was so focused on his guitar that he didn't notice Karofsky sneaking in through the set of doors he had his back to.


A/N:

Hey lovies,
I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
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Love,
DJ,
xoxo.