You would think having an IQ of a 172 would be a blessing but to Kurt it was a curse. He remembered everything. Every conversation, every pain and every memory. There was good things about it too. He only had to read something once and he would remember it for the rest of his life. He could pass any test easily if he studied once. He never had to worry about writing down a grocery list because his mind was the pen and paper. He could always remember a face, a name and a story. Kurt had always been gifted in the brain department. He was only 21 and already had numerous of degrees. He practically skipped college and university. He could do anything, be anything he wanted but all he wanted to do was to teach. Why have the knowledge if you couldn't share it? Teach it? Breathe it. He was currently sitting in his room marking paperwork, sending emails to students from the university he was helping at. Kurt bounced round giving lectures from high school, college to university, helping the teachers and professors when they was understaffed or in needing help in a specialised subject. He preferred it that way. He liked to be flexible. He had moved from London when he was 18. His dad had been offered an amazing opportunity to own his own garage here in the states and it was incredibly stupid not to take it. There was no hesitation in Kurt's eyes, it was a no brainer. Kurt had helped with the moving, finances and paperwork for the move and it made him feel thankful finally for his massive brain. He had been in the states for three years now and he loved it. It was completely different to London and it was refreshing at the different scenery. He had been with his boyfriend for one year. Elliot. He was gorgeous. Bright green eyes and picture perfect. He smiled before shaking his head and turning towards the screen of his laptop. He looking through his piles of emails and came across one from a school in Westerville, Ohio. Dalton Academy. He knew the school. All boys private boarding school. He opened it and read the email.
Dear Mr Hummel,
I'm currently the principal of Dalton Academy, Westerville, Ohio. I heard about you through a old work colleague from a university you have previous lectured at. I'm incredibly astounded by your remarkable gift and I was hoping if you had the time through your busy schedule to arrange a meeting with me for the possibly of you teaching classes here at Dalton Academy? My number is here below. It would be an honour.
Regards, Gerald Banks.
Kurt smiled. He looked at the time. It was only mid-day. He picked up his phone and dialled the number. It rang three times before a cheerful woman answered the phone.
"Dalton Academy! How may I help you today?"
"Hello Ma'm, I was wondering if there was a possibility I could speak to Mr Banks. My name is Kurt Hummel-
"Oh Mr Hummel! Of course. I'll put you right through! Please hold."
Kurt smiled at her voice. It was incredibly inviting. Kurt waited for around ten minutes. He had put his phone on loud speaker so he could carry on responding to emails.
"Hello Mr Hummel, it's Gerald Banks. Thank you for your wait. I was in a meeting."
"I wasn't interrupting you I hope? I can always call another time?"
"Oh no Mr Hummel you didn't intrude. I'm thankful for your phone call. How are you?"
"I'm fit as a fiddle Mr Banks, it's very kind of you to ask. How're you?"
"I'm more than great Thank you Mr Hummel."
"I would love to come and teach a few classes for you if you still require. I'm more than pleased with the offer. Your school is absolutely breathtaking."
"I'm incredibly grateful Mr Hummel and thank you. The school is remarkable. Are you one for architecture?"
"I am. The architectural designs are astonishing. Queen Ann style architecture is one of my favourites. I can't wait to see it in person."
"That would be more than lovely Mr Hummel. When are you available?"
"I have a few lectures later today and tomorrow morning but I'm available any time after two tomorrow. Is that okay with you?"
"That's more than okay Mr Hummel. Please call me when you're outside and I'll come and meet you. Would you like me to send you the address?"
"That would be great. Thank you for your kindness. It was a pleasure to speak to you. Have a good rest of your day Mr Banks."
"The pleasure is all mine. You take care now."
Kurt smiled and cancelled the call. Ugh he hated his own voice. He was so formal. He couldn't help it. It didn't help with the English accent. His dad said it made him sound more brainer. He rolled his eyes and laughed before standing up and making his way downstairs. He looked over to his father who was currently watching a football game. He was so proud of him.
"Hey dad." Kurt said before making his way over and kissing him on the cheek.
"Hey kiddo! How's the emails getting on?" Burt said patting down to the seat next to him. Kurt smiled and sat down.
"It's going well. I've had a email from a school in Westerville. I have a meeting tomorrow with the headmaster. He has asked me to start teaches a few lessons at his school." Kurt said looking at his father.
His dad was originally from the states, his accent would give that away immediately but had moved to London to be with his mother Elizabeth. His mother had passed when he was 10 but his dad said he didn't want to confuse him, so they stayed there until he was old enough. His dad was everything he could ever of asked for. He was amazing.
"That's great kiddo. Try not to push yourself to much alright? I know you can handle it but your my boy and I don't want you to over do it." Burt said smiling at his son and patting him on the back. Kurt laughed and leaned over and kissed him.
"I won't I promise you. I have another lecture soon and it's an hour drive. I'll call you when I get there?"
"Make sure you call or I'll worry. Love you kid."
"I love you too dad."
Gerald was extremely happy that his offer had been accepted. Kurt Hummel was a remarkable man. He had watched one of Kurt's Astrometry lectures and he was astounded. He was captivating, you hung of every word he said. Every question the students asked he knew the answer from the back of his mind. He was on his way to tell his students. He thought he would start with his schools show choir group. The warblers. He knew they was in practice and all together. He got to the room and knocked on the door and a few seconds later it opened.
"Hello Mr Banks. How are you?" Blaine said politely.
"I'm great Blaine. Maybe I come in and have a word with you all?"
"Of course you can." Blaine said smiling before opening the door for his principal. Gerald thanked him before walking in. There was a chorus of hello Mr banks and he smiled and nodded his head. The group was made of 14 students. They was all incredibly gifted and they was thriving through nationals. The students gathered around on the sofas and Mr Banks took a seat facing them.
"As you know I have been on the search for hiring a new teacher. One who is pretty versatile in subjects and I have found the perfect one." Gerald said smiling at his students.
"That's great Mr Banks." Wes said addressing his principal.
"He is incredibly gifted and has a IQ of a 172."
There was a chorus of gasps and Mr Banks chuckled.
"His name is Kurt Hummel. He has countless degrees and is extremely versatile in every single subject. He currently gives lectures around the states and attends high schools, colleges and universities to assist in teaching. He is a remarkable young man and it's an absolute privilege for him to even consider teaching here."
"That's insane Mr Banks. He really has a IQ of 172?" Blaine said shocked.
"He sure does. That was three years ago though, it's most likely more now."
All the students were soaking it in. He wasn't just smart. He was a genius.
"Wait. You said he is a remarkable young man." David questioned.
"Kurt is twenty one."
"Wow." David said leaning back in the chair. All the warblers was shocked. This wasn't just a teacher this was Albert Einstein.
"He's arriving tomorrow. I'll bring him round to meet you all." Mr Banks stood up. "Thank you for your time gentleman. You all sound great. Keep up the good work."
Everyone said thank you and Gerald left.
It was around five and some of the closer warblers had met up to talk about the new teacher.
"I wonder if he's hot?" Sebastian said smirking and the others rolled their eyes. "What? He's only twenty one. I hope he's a fine piece of ass. Something actually worth looking at."
"Does it matter really matter Seb?" Blaine asked shaking his head.
"Of course it fucking does!"
There was laughs around the table and they carried the conversation on.
"Damn. I hope he isn't a hard ass." David said leaning over and grabbing a soda from the middle of the table. They all groaned. They all hoped he wasn't.
"Mr banks mentioned he bounces around a lot from different schools. I'm pretty sure he won't be permanent." Blaine said replying to David.
"I hope he bounces a lot." Sebastian said laughing.
"You're fucking disgusting!" Jeff said laughing smacking him lightly on the arm.
"Calm your boyfriend Duval!" Sebastian shouted and Nick rolled his eyes and grabbed his boyfriend around the waist and pulled him back on his knee.
"Stop being a pussy seb he hardly touched you." Nick said before kissing his boyfriend on the cheek.
"Oh man. He's a genius right? Maybe he will know-
There was groans around the table again.
"Come on guys! He might be into all that supernatural stuff!" Thad said hopefully. He was extremely into witchcraft and the paranormal. None of the guys got it but they put up with it because he was their friend. The history was extremely fascinating to him and he was very superstitious.
"I hope he does. At least someone will be able to entertain it!" Sebastian said smirking and Thad threw pillow at his face which elected a laugh from them all.
"Do you think he'll know anything musically? Maybe he could help us in that department." Wes said looking up to them all. Wes was one lead council on the warblers along side David. They was basically the decision makers of the group.
"Well Mr Banks said he's pretty versatile in most subjects so I'm guessing he most likely will." Nick chimed in as he kissed his boyfriend on the cheek which made Jeff giggle.
It was the next day. Kurt was just getting ready for his meeting with Mr Banks. He had already been showered and dried and was picking an suit out. Kurt always looked presentable. Fashion was a big part of his life. He picked out his favourite one. It was extremely expensive green three piece, a gift from one of the professors from a university he had lectured at. It was gorgeous and complimented his pale skin perfectly. He started getting dressed. It was a beautiful dark emerald green and was tailored perfectly to his body. He paired it with a white shirt and a matching tie that came with it. He placed small stylish broach on the left side of his chest and a breast chain on the right. He fastened his black Dior tightly to his waist and looked up. I look good. It was over the top but not in your face over the top. He definitely knew his fashion. Kurt walked over to his nightstand and placed his glasses on his face. They was circle with a thin frame. Not to big and not to small. His hair was styled perfectly. The sides where shorter and the top was long. He had curled a little and messed it up so the waves fell into place. He grabbed his phone and made his way out of his bedroom and downstairs.
"You look amazing kiddo." Burt said beaming at his soon. He was so proud of him. "I love that suit."
Kurt laughed and looked down at himself. "Yeah I do too."
Kurt looked up and smiled before walking one to his dad and hugging him. "I don't know how long I will be but I'll call you. I love you."
"I love you more kiddo."
The drive to Dalton was a long one. Three hours it took but he didn't mind. He liked driving, it was all he did these days. He parked up and looked at the school. It was beautiful. It was like something out of a movie. He couldn't wait to see the inside of it. He pulled out his phone and dialled the number and waited for an answer.
"Hello Mr Banks. It's Kurt. I'm outside the school."
"That's wonderful Mr Hummel. Please make your way to the entrance. The receptionist Janet will let you in and I'll meet you there." Gerald said happily.
"That's great. Thank you."
Kurt cancelled the call and got out his car. He rang his dad quick to let him know he had arrived and pocketed his phone and shut the door gently before locking it. He started walking to the entrance and he seen the door open and a mid aged lady smile and wave at him. Janet he thought
Kurt smiled back and made his way over.
"Mr Hummel is it a pleasure to meet you! my name Mrs Janet Williams. Please come in!" Janet said politely and gesturing to inside the building. He nodded and stepped in.
"Thank Mrs Williams. It is incredibly nice to meet you too." Kurt replied softly before taking her hand and lifting it up to his lips and kissing it gently.
"You're quit the gentleman Mrs Hummel." Janet said swooning over the young man. God he's gorgeous
"Mr Hummel! It's so nice to finally put a face to a name!" Gerald said walking over and holding his hand out for Kurt to shake. Kurt smiled and took the hand in his.
"It's a honour truly. I'm exceedingly grateful for this opportunity Mr Banks. I won't let you down." Kurt said shaking his hand.
Mr Banks wasn't blind. This man was incredibly attractive and his dress sense was impeccable. The way he talked was way over his years. You would never guess he was twenty one.
"Would you like to have a look around the school first? Or would you like to meet some of the students you will be teaching?"
"I would love to meet the students."
"Right this way Mr Hummel."
Kurt was in awe. He thought the outside was beautiful. The inside was sensational. They chatted as they walked. A lot of the students had stopped as Kurt passed. Kurt was a jaw dropper.
"I'm sorry for the prying eyes Mr Hummel." Mr Banks said with a laugh.
"It's no problem Mr Banks. I'm well and truly used to it." Kurt said with a laugh back. He was used to it. Kurt was very intimating in a good way.
"I'm taking you to meet our show choir group. The warblers. How is your knowledge for music?"
"I know abit." Kurt said smiling. He didn't just know abit. He knew everything. Kurt loved music. He loved to sing. They got to the double doors and Mr Banks knocked and opened the door.
"Jesus fucking Christ." Sebastian whispered as the doors opened and he spotted his new teacher. They all seen the look on Sebastian's face and turned round.
"Oh my god." Blaine breathed out. He had never seen anyone like it. He was breathtakingly beautiful. The suit cling to his body perfectly. His eyes was blue, icy blue and his smile was to die for. They was all in shock. This was not what they was expecting.
"Good evening everyone. I would like to meet Mr Hummel are new temporary teacher." Mr Banks said trying to contain the laugher at his students faces. Kurt smiled and nodded his head.
"Good afternoon gentleman." Kurt said professionally.
"I think I've died and gone to heaven." Jeff said quietly to his boyfriend and his boyfriend nodded. He was definitely easy on the eyes.
The accent was making them all drool. It was old English. Like Downton Abbey English. No one was moving so Wes stood up and stepped in and made his way over to his new teacher and Wes held his hand out.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Mr Hummel. My name is Wesley Montgomery." Wes said formally and held his hand out Kurt smiled and took it.
"The pleasure is all mine Mr Montgomery. Lead council I presume?" Kurt said as he withdrew his hand.
"You're correct. Me and David Thomson are. Do you know show choir Sir?" Wes said hopefully.
"I do. Two year raining national championships. That's very impressive." Kurt replied back. Wes wanted to scream in joy. He knew about them.
"Thank you. Do you mind if I could talk to you about it sometime?"
"Of course. I would love too." Kurt said smiling.
"He's surely not real right?" Blaine said under his breath to Sebastian.
"It's like he's been carved by angels Anderson. He's delicious."
Blaine rolled his eyes and looked back to his new teacher. Sebastian wasn't lying.
"Why don't you all get to know each other and then I could give you a tour round the school?" Mr Banks said to Kurt and he nodded.
"That would be lovely. Thank you."
Mr Banks said bye to his students and his new co worker and he left. Kurt wanted to make trust with his new students. So he decided that them getting to know would be the best option.
"Please Mr Hummel, take a seat." Wes said and pointed to the chair in front of them all. Kurt nodded and sat down.
"If there is anything you would like to know about me, please by all means ask. I'm a open book. I believe it trust. I want you to trust me as much as I will trust all of you. You can ask me anything wether it's about me or something you want to know."
Sebastian smirked. "Are you gay?"
There was groans around the room and Kurt laughed. "As if you couldn't tell Mr?"
"Sebastian Smythe sir."
"Yes. I am gay."
"Are you single? You're so hot." Sebastian said smirking.
"Sebastian you can't just ask-
"No. I have a boyfriend. His name is Elliot and iv'e been courting him for a year now. Thank you for the compliment Mr Symthe but it is not necessary, I'm well aware." Kurt said smirking back.
There was laughter around the room. They was shocked at his reply, it was quick and witty and they knew their new teacher would be interesting. Thad was itching in his seat. He couldn't hack it anymore.
"Do you know anything about the Salem witch trials?" Thad asked excitedly and the others laughed and groaned. What they didn't expect was the reply Kurt gave.
"They where a series of hearings and prosecutions of people accused of witchcraft in colonial Massachusetts between February 1692 and May 1693. More than two hundred people were accused, thirty found guilty, nineteen of whom where executed by hanging. Fourteen women and five men. A man by Giles Corey was pressed to death for refusing to plead guilty and at least five people died in jail." Kurt said off the back of his head. Thad had his mouth open in shock.
"Oh my god please carry on." Thad pleaded.
Kurt laughed and nodded. "Arrests were made in numerous of towns beyond Salem and Salem Village know today as Dancers, notably Andover and Topsfield. The grand juries and trials for this crime were conducted by court of Oyer and Terminer in 1692 and by the Superior Court of Judicature in 1693, both held in Salem Town where the hanging also took place. It was the deadliest witch hunt in the history of colonial North America. Only fourteen other women and two men and been executed on Massachusetts and Connecticut during the 17 th century." Kurt finished off.
"Jesus Christ you're like a walking Wikipedia!" Thad said nearly crying. Kurt nodded.
"My nickname was Wiki throughout of school." Kurt rolled his eyes but had a smile on his face and the students laughed.
"What subjects do you specialise in?" David asked.
"All of them. If I don't know anything I learn it." Kurt replied back and David nodded.
"That's incredible."
"It's a blessing and a curse." Kurt admitted.
Nick picked up a pen and a piece of paper and scribbled out something before turning it around.
3846 + 9946?
They got a reply back pretty much straight away.
"Thirteen thousand, seven hundred and ninety two."
"Jesus." Nick said with a laugh and they all agreed. He was a genius.
"Do you know the population of America?" Jeff said
"Three hundred and thirty one million." Kurt said
"Damn." Jeff said and looked up in horror. "Shit sorry."
Kurt laughed. "It's okay."
"I'm guessing by that gorgeous accent of yours you wasn't originally from America?" Sebastian asked grinned.
"Yes you're right. I was born in London. I only changed residency when I turned eighteen."
"How come?" Sebastian pushed.
"My father got a exceptionally great job opportunity. We decided it would be for the best to move to the states so his career could be broadened."
"Do you like it here?" Blaine asked. He had to stop himself drooling every time he looked at him or opened his mouth.
"I have developed a fondness. I most definitely will be staying here indefinitely." Kurt said softly smiling looking at Blaine. He was gorgeous. He honey coloured eyes was entrancing. Kurt turned his glance quickly away. No Kurt. He was thankful for his next question.
"So, do you know anything about the solar system?" Trent asked politely.
The conversation flowed pretty easily between them all. Two hours they had been speaking for. They was all very impressed by their new teacher. Mr Banks had returned and Kurt was ready to leave for his tour.
"I hope you have a lovely rest of your day. It was a pleasure." Kurt said smiling and nodding his head. He shook every single one of their hands. He knew all of their names and faces already.
"I'm guessing it went well?" Gerald asked as they carried on with their tour.
"They are incredibly bright. You're lucky. There mannerisms where to die for." Kurt said with a laugh.
"Dalton teaches that. We want all of our students to respect each other and learn to properly converse with others." Gerald said as they came to the gardens.
"When can I start?" Kurt said turning to his new boss.
"Wow. You can start whenever you're free. How about I get you a schedule and we can work out when you're available?"
"That would be more than great thank you."
The tour lasted just over two hours. The school was absolutely massive. Kurt had already memorised the grounds and every room inside of it. His brain had drawn out a map. Least he knew he would never get lost. He was pretty excited to teach here. He loved everything about it.
Kurt was looking over the teachers schedule's. They only thing free tomorrow was Sex Education.
"I wouldn't expect you to teach that." Mr Banks said pointing to the screen.
"I honestly don't mind. I've did it countless of times before. It does not bother me one bit." Kurt admitted. Kurt hardly got embarrassed. Especially over sex. It was a natural and it could also be a beautiful thing. He didn't see the shame of it.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive."
Kurt left shortly after. He had a long drive ahead of him back. He thanked Mr Banks profusely for his time. He really loved it at Dalton. It felt safe.
Blaine's phoned beeped. It was a update on his lesson schedule from Mr Banks.
Dear Blaine,
Mr Hummel will be taking over Mrs Jackson's Sex Education classes tomorrow at 1:45pm. Thank you for your welcoming arms for Mr Hummel today, it is well appreciated. I can count on your to inform your fellow classmates?
Blaine looked up from his phone to his friends. Jesus he's teaching Sex Ed. He shot up and ran over to them nearly falling over a pillow that was laid carelessly on the ground.
"What's the rush Anderson?" Sebastian shouted and all he got was a phone in his face. Sebastian gave him a confused look before reading the screen.
"How the fuck are we going to sit through that listening to that fucking accent while he demonstrates how to rightfully put on a condom?" Blaine asked with us eyes wide open.
"My fucking prays have been answered!" Sebastian put his hands together. "Thank you god."
"What is it!" Jeff said skipping over and all he got was a phone in his face too.
"Ooooooooh." Jeff said laughing. "Nah. I'm gonna have sick day."
Nick walked over and wrapped his arms round his waist. "Why are you having a sick day baby?"
"Mr Hummel is taking over Mrs Jackson's class tomorrow." Jeff said smirking.
"I'm not going to be sitting still for that lesson I tell you." Nick said quickly and Jeff playfully slapped him on the arm.
"Fuck you!" Jeff said laughing.
"Oh come off if you know I'm right." Nick said kissing him boyfriend sweetly on the lips. Jeff rolled his eyes but nodded in agreement.
Kurt had finally made it home. He was exhausted. He just wanted to see him dad, shower and have a decent nights sleep but he knew that wasn't the case. Kurt suffered from terrible nightmares. They haunted him every single night. He would wake up screaming, sweating and gasping for air. He hated it and he remembered every single one. He had just parked his car and entered his home. His dad was sitting up waiting for him as always. He threw his keys to the side and tilted his head and put his hands on his waist.
"Rough day kiddo?" Burt said concerned. Kurt shook his head and made his way over and kissed him on the head.
"Just long. Three hour drive there and back."
"Jesus kid."
"Yeah."
They sat in comfortable silence Kurt's head was on his dad's shoulder. They was incredibly close. They always had been. They loved eachother deeply.
"Have you spoke to Adam today?"
Kurt rolled his eyes. "It's Elliot dad and he's messaged me a few times and rang but iv'e been busy."
Burt didn't like his boyfriend. There was something about him he couldn't take too. He was overly nice and way to protective. Scary protective. He always questioned Kurt and always needed to know where Kurt was but he put up with him because he loved his son.
"I don't like him kid."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "You'll never like him. No one will ever be good enough."
"To right."
Kurt had said goodnight to his dad and made sure everywhere was locked before heading to his room. He prayed for a goodnight sleep. He showered quickly, brushed his teeth and threw a pair of pyjamas on and climbed into bed and shortly after drifted off to sleep. It took thirty minutes. Burt heard his son crying out for help. The screams was excruciating to hear. He ran in quickly to help him like he did every night.
"I'm so sorry dad." Kurt sobbed into his dad's shoulder.
"It's okay buddy, it's okay."
Every night he had to watch his son suffer. He hated it. It pained him to see how much pain his son was in. He wish he could swap places. He begged for someone to help him. Six times his son had woke up. Burt ended up sleeping in his sons room on the stylish armchair they had put in for this reason. It was extremely comfortable, better than his bed. Kurt managed to only get four hours sleep and it was broken. He was exhausted.
The next morning was a blur. He had given a lecture at a small college near by, email after email, phone call after phone call. He felt like his eyes was going square from looking at his laptop and phone and it wasn't even 10am yet. He left for Dalton knowing it was a three hour drive and three hours later he arrived. He felt sick today and he was exhausted and looked it too. He used the keycard Mr Banks had given him and he entered the building. I would kill for a coffee
He greeted Janet before making his way to the classroom. He told Mr Banks not to worry about meeting him, he knew how busy he was. He greeted the students as he walked by and then he got to the classroom and opened the door with the keys he had received yesterday. He sat down on the chair and waited. I'm so tired. His eyes started to drop and he shook it off and stood up. He started pacing back and fourth. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door and Kurt went to it and answered it. It was the students he was teaching. Mostly who he talked to yesterday.
"Please come in."
They walked in greeting him and all took a seat. He introduced himself robotically, the speech was something that was ingrained in his head. He went to turn round and he lost his balanced and stumbled abit.
"Mr Hummel are you okay?" Blaine said concerned. He looked exhausted. More than exhausted. His suit was perfect, his hair was too but his gorgeous blue eyes looked dead. They all noticed it.
"Would you like a coffee Mr Hummel." Wes said addressing his teacher.
"You know what that would be lovely thank you Mr Montgomery." Kurt said smiling.
Wes got back quickly and handed Kurt a cup of coffee and smiled. "Thank you." Wes nodded before sitting back down.
"I'm sorry. Sleep was absent last night and I had a three hour drive here." Kurt said taking a sip of coffee before placing fit down on the table in front of him.
"Your boyfriend stay over?" Sebastian said grinning and they all groaned. They could kill him.
"No but if yes helps you sleep at night then by all means Mr Symthe, carry on." Kurt said grinning back and tilting his head. The class laughed and Kurt clapped his hand together.
"So. Instead of me throwing things you already know down your throat." He pointed to Sebastian. "Don't."
The classroom laughed and Sebastian rolled his eyes. "I would like you to tell me what you want to learn. Any questions you have I'm more than willing to tell you."
"Anything?" Sebastian said.
Kurt nodded. "Anything."
"I don't know how to out a condom on." Sebastian said smirking.
Sebastian likes to play games. Okay.
Kurt smirked at him and nodded. "Okay!" Kurt pulled out his keys and opening the cabinet below him and pulled out a Sex Education penis for education purposes and grabbed a few condoms designed for it. He grabbed it tightly in his hand and walked over to Sebastian, stuck it on the table and dragged a chair over and sat in front of Sebastian and smiled. Sebastian laughed and nodded his head. He wasn't backing down.
"So Mr Smythe, since you're unaware. How about I demonstrate for you?" Kurt said and picked up the condom between his hands.
"Please Sir." Sebastian said smiling.
So, you always check the condom first. Expiry date considerably. It is always on the edge on the condom. If you don't see it. Don't use it." Kurt said trailing his finger over the edge never leaving his gaze.
"You always check for air bubbles too. If they are apparent, You will see them so you don't need to be sticking your nose in it to check." Kurt said and the class laughed.
"You can take the condom out two ways. You hold it gently by the tip of your fingers and tear sideways." Kurt demonstrated. "Please be aware of nails, jewellery or anything that can damage the condom."
The class nodded.
"You can also do it this way." Kurt picked it up and leaned against the table at Sebastian and placed the condom between his teeth and ripped it open. "But there are more risks and it's not guaranteed safely."
The was shocked gasps, laughter and people standing up across the classroom to have a better look. Sebastian tilted his head and swallowed.
"You squeeze the closed tip at the end, expelling the air from the condom." Kurt pinched the tip and looked around. "And to make room for the sperm."
He leaned over so he could be closer to the penis. "While pinching the tip, you grab you other hand. Or your partners. Whatever floats your boat." There was laughter again. "And slowly and carefully roll your condom down the length of the penis." Kurt started to show them like he had done hundred times before.
"When you have ejaculated and before the penis goes soft. You withdraw, holding the base of the condom." Kurt wrapped his hand round and started to gently pull off it off. Always bin it, never reuse it."
Kurt smirked and stood up. "Now that you've got watching me place a Johnny on a penis out of your system. Is there anything else?"