Blow

Summary: Puck thinks it's high time that Kurt learned how to give a blowjob

Warnings: Oral sex, coarse language

Rating: M

Characters: Kurt Hummel, Noah Puckerman

Puck had returned to McKinley and the Glee Club after his spell in juvie and he had gleaned some interesting information about his boy Kurt.

Kurt Hummel had met another gay boy in Ohio.

Puck wasn't sure what kind of name 'Blaine' was anyway, but he decide not to question it. If Kurt liked him, then he should get some. It was rare that Kurt would be interested in a gay guy in Ohio, especially with the homophobia running riot around the school and surrounding areas.

Then something truly horrifying struck him.

Did Kurt even know how to suck a dick?

Sure, he figured that Kurt knew all about where everything went and where everything absolutely could not go, but did he know? Once it was in there, did he know what to do?

Puck knew as an absolute certainty that Kurt had never sucked another guy's dick before and, if Blaine was going to be Kurt's new beau, Kurt needed to be ready for everything that would come with it. Santana had shown him a picture of Blaine and he wasn't bad looking.

Puck had had some kind of a revelation whilst in juvie. The guys mostly walked around half-naked in there and Puck had found himself strangely aroused by it all. After going through the denial and spending lots of time thinking about it, he had come to the conclusion that he indeed liked boys. He also liked girls. He had got himself off on separate nights both thinking about fucking Kurt and Santana. Then both at the same time. Boy, that was a good night. After his cellmate had been released from juvie, he had been able to be louder than more exposed than he previously could have been. His newfound lifestyle choices and good Samaritan attitudes lead to one conclusion.

He needed to help Kurt educate himself.

Puck realised that helping would not quite classify as 'Community Service', but it basically was. It could come under 'Helping the gay kid give a blow job'. It was going to help Kurt, who was a citizen of Lima and Puck would be dedicating his time to the cause. He rather thought it should have counted.

The only problem was getting Kurt to agree. He knew that the boy wasn't interested in casual sex, so he couldn't take that approach. He didn't really want to date Kurt; the whole point of Puck's education scheme was to improve Kurt's time with Blaine. Not himself. He and Kurt would do well as friends.

He knew that Kurt would take him seriously. The rumour of Puck's bisexuality had spread rapidly around the school after what had been a shot in the dark from the football team about Puck's adventures had turned into the truth. Puck hadn't been able to lie his way out of having gay thoughts about the other guys and the football team did not like that. So Puck had had no choice but to come out. People were still scared of him, but he didn't have the political capitol he used to have. Kurt would most definitely believe that he was up for it. Now how to get Kurt to agree…Puck pondered it a lot. In Glee Club, in the nurse's room during Algebra, everywhere. He had started to think about it in the shower but that had just resulted in him touching himself and getting side tracked. So he forced himself to not think about getting head from Kurt Hummel in the shower.

The perfect opportunity for Puck's proposition was after their mash-up. They were changing out of their costumes. Finn, Artie, Sam and Mike had gotten changed quicker and left the room. It was just the two of them. Puck sighed. It was now or never.

"Hey, Kurt?" Puck called over to the boy who was taking off his jacket.

"What do you want, Puck?"

"How're things going with Blaine?"

"Why in the world are you asking me that question?"

"I'm interested in the answer." Puck shrugged.

"Oh, I get it. Your newly discovered sexuality means that we're automatically friends, right?" Kurt deadpanned.

"Kurt, please don't be like that. I have a proposition for you."

"I'm not dating you."

"I know. You're like totally into Blaine, I get that. But aren't you worried about what's going to happen if you two get together. And you start to date and then things start to get a little…heated. You're making out and then all of a sudden you're naked and—."

"What's your point, Noah?" Noah? What?

"I'm saying that Blaine would be your first boyfriend and first sexual experience. You want it to be good, right?"

"I…I guess." Kurt was confused. Was Puck suggesting what Kurt thought he was suggesting? He would be lying to everyone if he said that he hadn't thought about Puck in that way. There weren't many who hadn't at one time or another.

"Well, you don't want to give a bad blowjob. It kinda ruins the mood for the rest. Trust me."

"And I'm trusting you why?"

"Because Kurt, I can help. You can practise on me. It won't mean anything, it'll just be me helping you out. Getting you ready for the real thing."

"I'm not sure I—." Kurt froze.

Puck pulled off his shirt, exposing his tanned chest and chiselled abs. He was completely hairless and he had removed his nipple ring. Kurt was about to question it when Puck answered for him.

"Guy in juvie pulled it out. I kinda hated it anyway." Puck flexed his muscles, letting Kurt take in the sight of him shirtless. He couldn't deny that it was a good sight. A very good sight indeed.

"It looks better without it." Kurt commented mindlessly. Was he really about to do this? He was getting quite turned seeing Puck in just his dress trousers.

"Oh, you think so?" Puck smirked in the way that had previously gotten nearly every girl in the school to melt on the spot.

Kurt was no exception.

"O…okay. Let's do this. Drop your pants." Kurt said breathlessly. It was rather uncharacteristic of him to be so forward, but he couldn't help it.

"Easy, Kurt. I'm the teacher, remember?" Puck said and Kurt was reminded of why exactly he had a massive teacher kink. So many times he had been sat in Spanish class, listening to Mr Schuester roll off conjugated verbs in one of the sexiest languages in the world and wished they were being whispered into his ear as he was being fucked on the teacher's desk.

"Yes."

"Kurt, there's no need to be scared. I'll walk you through what you need to do."

"Okay."

"First, a list of things you do not do under any circumstances. You don't bite it. Never ever bite it. You don't actually blow, despite what the name suggests. You suck. Don't take more than you can handle. If you sense yourself about to choke, then stop and use your hand for the rest."

"What if I don't have a gag reflex?" Kurt raised an eyebrow and Puck was immensely turned on.

"Well, that changes everything. You just keep going. Still, I don't know how big Blaine is. If there's too much, just stop and try again. No guy really expects anyone to reach the base if he's big. They just expect them to try."

"So no biting, blowing, taking more than I can handle. Anything else?"

"Not that I can think of. I'll stop you if there's something you're doing wrong. So…shall we?"

Kurt nodded before he could change his mind. He had had dreams about this moment but he had never thought that it would be actually happening. He was about to have Noah Puckerman's dick inside his mouth. His first dick. He was mostly curious to see if the size rumours were indeed true. He hadn't known Quinn to lie very often and she had described it as "having its own zip code". Kurt was sure she was exaggerating, but he was about to see.

"Let's do it."

Puck double checked Kurt's willingness and dropped his pants. He was wearing underwear today, something he was thankful for. His tight, black boxers gave Kurt a preview as to how much he was working with before hitting him with the full image.

Kurt bit his lip and sank slowly to his knees. He peered up towards Puck and the latter almost came right there. There was something about having Kurt look up at him with such innocent eyes that really turned him on.

Kurt put a nervous hand on Puck's chest, feeling his hard abs underneath his own soft fingers. The balance was just right as Kurt explored the feeling of Puck's whole abdomen before finding his nipple and pinching it slightly.

"Kurt, you're gonna have to not do that." Puck sighed.

"Does that not feel good?"

"Quite the opposite. It feels too good and if you keep on doing it I'll be done before we even begin."

Kurt got the meaning. "Oh. Okay, I'll just…"

Kurt pulled experimentally at the waistband of Puck's boxers, feeling the elasticity before the boxers fell to Puck's feet. Kurt instantly knew that Quinn was not making anything up.

It was the biggest that Kurt had ever seen. Including his attempts at porn, his own and the various guys in the locker room. He had not been staring at them, but they liked to walk around naked a lot of the time. He couldn't help but see them. Then they normally accused him of checking them out which ended badly for him.

Though somehow he had never seen Puck's dick in the locker room.

Kurt steeled himself and wrapped his hand firmly around Puck's dick.

Puck closed his eyes at the contact. It had been so long since somebody else touched him. "Now, Kurt, don't squeeze too hard because it'll hurt. That's great what you're doing now." Kurt nodded at the praise and ran his hand down Puck's shaft, making the receiving boy shudder.

"Whenever you're ready, Kurt. Take your time." Puck bit his lip, wishing that Kurt would start with his mouth already. He didn't want to rush him, though.

With a few more long strokes, Kurt was ready. Licking his lips to streamline the process somewhat, he slowly took Puck's thick cock in his mouth. For Puck, the wait was agonising. He almost had the feeling of Kurt's mouth around his manhood, but the anticipation was killing him.

Kurt took a little more before boldly deciding to try and deep throat Puck. Puck's eyes widened as he realised what Kurt was doing. Only Santana had ever been able to deep throat him (and that had been after several attempts and a lot of choking). Kurt was a beginner. Puck commended his boldness for trying such a huge task (literally) before he was skilled enough to do it. Kurt angled his head and went further down, opening his throat slightly.

Puck was in heaven. Kurt's lips were soft around his cock and the warmth from the inside of his mouth flooded throughout his body. Kurt held all of Puck's length his mouth before moving his head back and taking a breath.

"How was that?"

"That was damn good. Don't be afraid to use your tongue though." Puck gave Kurt his feedback.

"I can't believe I just sucked your dick." Kurt said.

"Better believe it, princess. If you carry on doing what you've just done, you'll be the best I've ever had." Puck said. And he meant it, too. "That mouth isn't only good for singing. You really—." Puck stopped as Kurt's tongue flicked against the tip of his dick. "Fuck."

"You said to use my tongue."

"Yeah, yeah, just keep doing that." Puck tried so hard not to shoot his load all over Kurt's porcelain face as the boy's long, talented tongue ghosted along the underside of his shaft. "Fuck, Kurt." Kurt tried some patterns with his tongue on the tip, driving Puck crazy. Puck tentatively pushed at Kurt's head to make the boy go further down his cock and Kurt did not object. Kurt's head bobbed forwards and backwards as Puck fucked his mouth, hips moving at a rapid pace.

Puck felt the all-too familiar build up in his groin, the stirring sensation informing him of his impending climax.

"Kurt, not to cut this short, but I'm about to shoot my load. If you want to swallow it, just open wide. If not, let me know and I'll catch it in my hand." Puck said through gritted teeth. Kurt tilted his head, pondering it.

"Quickly."

"I'll take it."

"You sure?" Kurt just nodded and opened his mouth right in front of Puck's throbbing cock. Puck's knees quivered and the thick ropes of cum shot into Kurt's mouth and sailed down his throat. Puck followed up with another load before he was left panting. Kurt licked his lips clean and dragged his tongue up Puck's cock and around the tip, collecting the residual fluid.

"That was fucking brilliant." Puck commented honestly.

"Really? I wasn't bad?"

"You were expecting to be awful weren't you?"

"Kinda, yeah. I've never really felt sexy before." Puck frowned.

"Kurt, you're hot. Like, really hot. And you give amazing head. What's not sexy about that?"

"You mean it?"

"Do I lie?"

"I suppose not. Thank you, Puck."

"No, thank you."

"I'll thank you on Blaine's behalf as well." Kurt winked.

Puck forgot about Blaine for a moment, caught up in the moment. He couldn't explain the stab of disappointment that hit him at the mention of the other boy, but willed it away, thinking it meant nothing. "I'm sure you will." Puck just smirked.

"If things don't progress with Blaine, how about we do this again?"

Puck perked up at the thought of that. "Hell, I'm not gonna say no."

"I didn't think so." Kurt quickly redressed and kissed Puck's cheek lingeringly. "Thank you again, Puck. It really means a lot that you'd help me. I'll see you tomorrow."

Puck pressed a hand to his cheek and Kurt left the room. "See you later." He said to nobody. He just stood there, still naked, and thought about Kurt's mouth. Realising he was still butt naked, he decided that he should probably get dressed and go home.

Four months later, surprising even to themselves, Kurt and Puck were dating. Puck was definitely grateful that he had approached Kurt about his oral abilities. Kurt was just glad that he realised that Blaine was not worth his time or skills in the bedroom. And then it was up to Puck to teach Kurt a thing or two about other aspect of their sexual relationship. Kurt had urged him to buy a tie.

The song is 'Blow' by Beyonce from her self-titled album BEYONCE