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Chapter 37

Saturday morning, Kurt helped Carole make breakfast, the two of them singing along to the radio. The sound of their singing woke Burt up and the smell of the food tempted Finn out of bed. The gangly teenager sat himself at the dining table, practically drooling as he waited for his breakfast to be served.

"Hey, you wanna help me out in the shop today buddy?" Burt asked as he read the morning newspaper.

"Later maybe," Kurt replied. "I have a date with Noah. I'm taking him out to Westerville. There's a Crazy Golf course and a Go Kart track, it should be fun."

"Cool, can I come?" Finn asked.

"Absolutely not," Kurt answered. "It's a date. I don't want my step-brother bumbling around when I'm trying to be romantic with my boyfriend."

"I don't know Kurt, maybe Finn should go with you," Burt suggested. "Just to keep an eye on things."

"I repeat, absolutely not," Kurt said firmly. "Noah and I are just spending time together dad. It's no different than Finn going out with Rachel."

"I know, I know," Burt replied. "But that Rachel girl is a proper young lady. She's waiting until marriage for… grown up activities. But you and Puck, you're both teenage boys and… sit down Kurt," Burt instructed. "I think you and I should have a proper talk about the um, the bees and the… bees."

"Please don't," Kurt begged turning beet-red and Finn nearly choked on his food before snatching his plate up and moving to eat his breakfast in the living-room.

"Carole, could you give me and Kurt a few minutes?" Burt asked.

"What? No, that is not necessary," Kurt insisted. "Carole, Carole stay." He pleaded her but the woman just smiled at him sympathetically before leaving.

"So, sex," Burt began and Kurt slapped his hands over his ears and started singing. "Kurt, come on, cut that out. This is a serious discussion and it isn't easy for either of us."

"Dad, please, I will happily stay a virgin forever if you just stop talking," Kurt said and Burt just quirked an eyebrow in amusement.

"As much as I like the sound of that," Burt replied. "I know that ain't gonna happen. You deserve to be loved Kurt, in every way. I know that Puck is experienced, but I don't want you to let that pressure you. It's your body and you should respect it. You wait as long as you need to until you're ready to give yourself to someone that way. If you want to wait twenty more years then that is perfectly fine, better in fact. You should definitely consider waiting twenty years, or twenty-five."

"Do excuse me," Kurt said standing up. "I have to go and repress this entire conversation."

"No way kiddo, we're not done yet. Sit," Burt ordered and Kurt let out a groan as he slumped back into his chair avoiding his dad's eye at all costs. "Look, I ain't an expert on gay sex. But as far as I can tell, you need to be careful, use lots of lubricant to loosen up your… um… opening. Now, you can't get pregnant, but you still need to use condoms to protect yourself against sexually transmitted diseases."

"That's great dad, I feel so much more knowledgeable about all this now. I think you've taught me everything I need to know so I'll just be on my way," Kurt said quickly once again making a bid for escape but his dad stopped him.

"Sex is a big deal, Kurt," Burt told him. "You shouldn't rush into it with your eyes wide shut. You need to know what you're doing and you need to be safe. And make sure that boyfriend of yours treats you right. And you treat yourself right too, do you hear me? I don't want you throwing yourself around like you don't matter. I know you're growing up Kurt and I know I can't stop you having a boyfriend or doing… stuff. But I want you to be responsible. I know these things are probably going to happen for you soon and I want you to know what you're doing so you're not scared, confused or uninformed."

"Ok, I'll be responsible and I'll be safe," Kurt assured him. "Can I go now?"

"Yeah, see you later, buddy," Burt said clapping Kurt on the shoulder.

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Half an hour later, an embarrassed Kurt was glaring at his boyfriend for laughing in amusement upon hearing about his awkward sex-talk with his dad.

"Shut up Noah, it wasn't funny," Kurt glowered as he drove them towards Westerville. "It was mortifying. In fact, it may well have caused me such severe psychological harm that I may never have sex."

"Never?" Puck asked with no trace of laughter in his voice now.

"Relax big guy, I'm kidding," Kurt told him. "I want to have sex with you. Lots and lots of romantic love-making as well as hot sweaty sex. But not before prom."

"It was kinda cool that your old man bothered to give you the dreaded sex-talk," Puck said. "My old man never stuck around to tell me the facts of life. I get that it was embarrassing but it's good that your dad cares about you enough to talk about all that awkward shit. Hell I got my sex talk from Santana while she de-virginized me. I really wish I'd waited you know. I should have saved it for you."

"You were still just a kid when you slept with Santana, Noah," Kurt pointed out. "We're still kids now really. You couldn't have possibly known back then that it might have been better to wait for my fabulous ass. Besides, we can't change the past."

"I know," Puck shrugged. "I just, I wish I could be better for you. I always feel like you deserve so much more."

"Don't talk like that you big girl," Kurt replied moving one hand off the steering wheel to squeeze his boyfriend's thigh. "I'm happy to be with you and I'm proud to call the Noah Puckerman my boyfriend. So don't sulk and feel inferior just because I happen to be so naturally amazing. You're more than enough for me, I couldn't ask for better."

"Cool," Puck said in a voice full of awe and a starry-eyed expression, the likes of which Kurt had only ever seen him display the previous year whenever he had looked at Quinn's pregnant stomach protecting his baby girl inside.

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Twenty minutes later, they reached the Crazy Golf course. On Kurt's insistence, he paid for them and they took their clubs and balls to the first hole. Puck took his go first and got a hole in one, easily guiding his blue ball into the hole. Putting on an act of confidence, Kurt set his red ball down and held his golf club, eyeing up the distance before taking a hit. He hit the ball too hard and the force sent it skimming over the hole rather than falling in. It then ricocheted back towards his feet, forcing him to jump out of the way so the ball wouldn't scuff his shoes. His failure also ignited Puck's laughter.

"Bite me, Puckerman," Kurt snapped scathingly before hitting the ball again, this time too light so the ball only rolled forwards a few centimetres.

"Come 'ere princess, the Puckster will show you how it's done," Puck assured him.

Setting his own golf club on the ground, Puck stepped up behind Kurt and instructed him on how to hold his own club. He pressed a kiss to the side of his neck before whispering advice into his ear. With Puck's help, Kurt managed to get his ball into the hole.

Collecting their balls and holding their clubs, the two teens progressed to the second course. It was still a simple one but the difficulty was mildly increased. Of course, Puck still managed to knock his ball easily into the hole with one shot. This time, Kurt stubbornly refused Puck's help and took a total of five hits before his ball fell into the hole. Puck was good enough to pretend that he hadn't seen Kurt knock it in with his foot.

They continued to make their way around the golf course, Puck showing off how good he was and Kurt embarrassing himself with how useless he was. Kurt allowed his boyfriend to help him some of the time, but for the most part he was determined to complete it himself. On the seventh hole, he poked his tongue out in concentration as he tried to aim the ball over the ramps, round the bend and into the hole. He quickly lost patience and used his club to push the ball in.

"Cheater," Puck smirked at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Kurt replied smiling innocently before landing a light slap to Puck's butt with his golf club.

"Pervert," Puck said as though the word was a form of extravagant praise.

He then hooked a finger into the waistband of Kurt's pants and pulled him close before stealing a kiss. Hearing a few giggles, Puck pulled away from his boyfriends lips and turned his head to see a group of younger girls watching them with a great deal of interest. Puck smirked at the attention while Kurt blushed before taking Puck's hand and leading him on to the next and final hole.

Just as he had done on all the others, Puck completed the final course with great ease. He did a little victory dance in celebration and Kurt snorted when he realised his mohawked boyfriend was deliberately imitating Finn's abysmal dancing technique.

"Don't be so mean," Kurt scolded placing his red ball down so he could tackle the final course.

"I'm not being mean," Puck objected. "Imitation is the highest form of flattery."

"If you say so," Kurt replied smoothing his hair into place before hitting the ball. "I despise this game," he decided with a huff when his ball hit one of the obstacles and came rolling back towards the starting point.

"Here, let me help princess," Puck laughed stepping behind him once again and coaching the slender male on how to get his ball across the Crazy Golf course and into the hole.

"Finally," Kurt sighed in relief sharing a one-armed hug with Puck.

"And you couldn't have done it without me right?" Puck asked with a wink.

"I'm sure I would have handled it fine without your assistance," Kurt teased before they handed their balls and clubs back in then headed across the way to the Go Kart track.

Puck tried to convince Kurt to let him pay for the Go Karting but Kurt refused to let him. As they were handed helmets and directed to a Go Kart each, Puck boasted about how he was going to kick Kurt's ass out on the track.

"Hope you're hungry, princess," Puck said. "'Cause you're about to eat my dust."

"You wish," Kurt retorted. "My knowledge of cars far exceeds yours. Try not to cry like a freshman when I beat you so spectacularly."

They slipped into their separate Go Karts, ensuring that they were safely strapped in before racing fiercely around the track. They had agreed to circuit the track five times and that the first of them to do so would be named the winner. As predicted, Kurt indeed did beat his boyfriend quite spectacularly. He just smirked in satisfaction as he waited for Puck to finish his laps.

"What took you so long?" Kurt called to him with a smirk.

"Babe, you are ridiculously hot right now," Puck told him.

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After the racing track, they headed back to Kurt's baby and began the drive back to Lima. They decided to stop and eat at Breadsticks. Both boys had wanted to pay for the meal so eventually agreed to split the bill. Their waitress was kind enough to give them free refills as well as a half-priced dessert. Somehow, Puck convinced Kurt to a challenge to see who could eat their portion of the pudding the fastest. Unsurprisingly, Puck won, though judging by the look of him, more of the dessert had dropped down his shirt rather than gone in his mouth.

"I can't take you anywhere," Kurt said in amusement. "And you've ruined a perfectly good shirt. Those chocolate stains will be a nightmare to get out."

"Dude, what the hell?" Puck asked in a frantic whisper gesturing towards the other side of the restaurant.

Confused, Kurt turned to look in the direction Puck had indicated and his eyes widened as he caught sight of Finn and Quinn sitting down together looking more than friendly.

"Forget about them for now," Kurt said feeling bad for Rachel. "Let's just enjoy the rest of our date."

They finished their drinks then left their money before heading out, careful not to be seen by Finn or Quinn. Back in Kurt's car, Kurt's cell phone started to ring. As he was driving, he handed it to Puck and asked him to answer it. The caller turned out to be a hysterically crying Rachel sobbing about her very recent break-up with Finn.

Dropping Puck off at home, Kurt kissed him goodbye before driving on to Rachel's to fulfil his duties as a friend. He wasn't entirely sure what had happened as Rachel hadn't sounded very coherent on the phone. All he did know was that Finn had dumped Rachel and he was already back with Quinn. Pulling up outside Rachel's house, Kurt's eyes strayed to the glove compartment. The bracelet he'd bought for Puck was tucked safely away in there. He had planned to present it to him after their date but with Rachel's distress it didn't seem like the right moment so it would have to wait.

Exiting his car, Kurt headed up to the Berry's front door and he was invited inside by Mercedes before he even had a chance to knock. Walking into Rachel's badly decorated bedroom, Kurt discovered the Jewish girl to be a crying mess in Dave Karofsky's arms, the poor jock looking totally bewildered as he patted her on the back awkwardly mumbling soft reassurances.

To Be Continued

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