Chapter 32: Son of Man

Kurt snuck up on Sam the following day as he made his way to his class. He covered Sam's eyes and pulled to a stop.

"Hi, Kurt." Sam smirked Kurt moaned.

"How'd you know it was me?" He asked.

"No one's hands are as soft as yours, Babe."

"Me and my stupid moisturizing." Kurt said.

"Hey, I think it's cute the way you keep your skin so soft." Sam said, turning to his boyfriend. "It's one of the things I love about you."

Sam drew Kurt against him.

"Now, how about a proper 'hello'?"

Kurt smiled and pressed his lips to Sam's.

"That's better," Sam said, licking his lips when they parted.

"So, I was thinking..." Kurt said, interlocking their his fingers with Sam's as they walked. "My Dad and Carole are going to be out all day on Saturday. They want to get started on painting their room in the new house."

"Okay?" Sam was unsure of where Kurt was heading with this.

"Do you want to come over and..." He whispered the rest in Sam's ear.

He watched as Sam's eyes widened and his face reddened.

"I-I-I..." He stuttered.

"Is that a yes?" Kurt asked, tilting his head coyly.

"I'd love to come over for that." Sam pulled Kurt in for another kiss.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!"

The two pulled apart as their lips were about to touch. The looked up to see Sue Sylvester walk up to them.

"Lady. Pillow-Lips." She nodded to Kurt and Sam. "I trust you both know the rules of public displays of affection, especially in my presence."

"Sorry, Coach Sylvester. We didn't see you." Kurt said.

"It's Principle Sylvester, Lady. At least, it is while Figgins is out." She said to Kurt. "I expect you to keep the PDA to a minimal, preferably none at all."

"Yes, Ma'am." The boys said in unison.

"Very well. Carry on." She pushed past them, heading for some jocks.

The boys looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"So, I've also been thinking, and I still stand by 'A Girl Worth Fighting For'."

"I've already told you it's not my favorite song." Sam chuckled, holding Kurt's hand as they continued walking.

"I still think you're lying."

"I'm not. One guess left. Then I get to know your dream. I'll make you tell it to me on Saturday." Sam teased.

"Are you sure you're ready for what we'll do Saturday?" Kurt asked, looking at the blond.

"I'm ready for more then that. But I'll settle for your plan until you're ready for more." Sam said, as they closed the distance to Kurt's class.

"Okay, that's good." Kurt nodded. "And you'd be the first to know when I'm ready for more."

"Glad to hear that." Sam gave Kurt a quick kiss. "I'll see you next period. Save me a seat, okay?"

"Of course I will." Kurt said, turning to enter his class.

Sam slapped Kurt's ass as he turned. Kurt spun back.

"What was that for?" He glared.

"Just 'cause I wanted to. And because I could." Sam said, running his tongue over his bottom lip.

"I'm getting you back for that." Kurt said, backing into his class.

"Oh, I'm counting on it." Sam grinned, heading off to his class.


Sam walked into the Auditorium, and was waved at by Kurt. Sam grinned when Kurt pointed to the empty seat beside him. Sam stepped over a seat and dropped down beside Kurt.

"Hey, miss me?" He asked.

Kurt cupped the back of Sam's head and crushed his to Sam's pillowy soft ones, slipping his tongue into his man's mouth.

He pulled back, leaving Sam breathless and the guys in the class cat-calling.

"What do you think?" Kurt asked as Mr. Schue tried to calm the boys down.

"I think say you should leave that level of passion for Saturday, unless you want me to get carried away right now." Sam whispered, running his hand up Kurt's thigh, inching towards his cock. Kurt grabbed Sam's hand before it touched his cock, which was already starting to twitch, trying to get hard in his tight red pants.

"Love the outfit today." Sam whispered, fingering the hem of Kurt's white t-shirt with black patterns he was wearing under a stylishly frayed black cardigan.

"Thank you." Kurt said, moving Sam's hand to his leg as Mr. Schue called for Santana.

"Santana, you're up." Everyone looked around for the Latina, but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Santana?" Mr. Schue called out. "Anyone know where she is?"

"Let me call her." Brittany whipped out her phone to dial, but Santana walked out onto the stage.

"Sorry, had to find the sheet music for my song." Everyone looked at her strangely.

"What?" She said. "I wanted to be prepared."

She handed the sheets to the band and Brad on the piano.

"What's your song, Santana?" Mr. Schue asked.

"My song is 'Son of Man' from Tarzan. It's sung by Phil Collins." She said. She made eye contact with Artie. "Listen closely, Wheels."

Artie crossed his arms and inhaled sharply before exhaling.

Oh, the power to be strong

And the wisdom to be wise

All these things will come to you in time

On this journey that you're making

There'll be answers that you'll seek

And it's you who'll climb the mountain

It's you who'll reach the peak

Sam let his fingers drift to the bottom of Kurt's shirt again, before sliding underneath to his skin.

Son of Man, look to the sky

Lift your spirit, set it free

Some day you'll walk tall with pride

Son of Man, a man in time you'll be

Kurt's breath hitched as Sam ghosted his fingers along the waistband of his pants.

Though there's no one there to guide you

No one to take your hand

But with faith and understanding

You will journey from boy to man

Sam let his fingers trail to Kurt's belt, prepared to unbuckle it. Kurt managed to grab his hand of before he could.

Son of Man, look to the sky

Lift your spirit, set it free

Some day you'll walk tall with pride

Son of Man, a man in time you'll be

Sam smiled, letting his hand run down over the bulge forming in Kurt's pants, making the slim boy whimper quietly.

In learning you will teach

And in teaching you will learn

You'll find your place beside the ones you love

Oh, and all the things you dreamed of

The visions that you saw

Well, the time is drawing near now

It's yours to claim it all

Kurt bit his lip as Sam rubbed the palm of his hand into Kurt's clothed erection.

"Sam, please, stop." He begged, trying to remove his boyfriend's hand.

Son of Man, look to the sky

Lift your spirit, set it free

Some day you'll walk tall with pride

Son of Man, a man in time you'll be

Sam scraped his nails over the fabric, making sure Kurt could feel it as he watched Santana's performance.

Son of Man

Son of Man's a man for all to see

The sensation of Sam's hand on his cock was too much for Kurt, and he felt his release as he came in his pants.

"I hate you!" He hissed, hoping there wouldn't be a wet spot on the front of his pants.

"Santana, thank you for your performance." Mr. Schue looked up from his papers. "Is there any specific reason you chose this song?"

"Of course there is." Santana scoffed. "Hey, Wheels, wanna come up here with me?"

Santana crooked her finger at Artie.

Artie looked at the class before pushing his chair up the ramp and joining the Latina.

"When I went over to Artie's to watch my movie with him, we had a long talk and I found out a lot about him. I especially found out that he has big plans for his future. He wants to be a film maker, or director, or...whatever he called it." Santana said, resting her hand on Artie's shoulder. "But he especially is trying to research ways that he can get help to walk again."

Artie looked up at Santana as she turned his chair to face her. At the same time, Kurt's phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out as Santana went on.

"Artie, I know you don't have many people to guide you through life, and the problems you go through everyday. But you've already started on the path that's leading you from boyhood into manhood, with the help of your mother and everyone else in this room; myself included. Everyone here loves you the way you are, even if you never walk again. But, I believe one day, doctors will find a way to help you walk again, and that your visions you have for your future will come to pass."

Everyone looked at Santana in shock; no one had ever seen her show this many emotions.

Kurt took the chance to read the message he had received.

COURAGE - Blaine

Kurt smiled, remembering what Blaine had said at Dalton.

Flashback Starts

"Kurt, remember to have courage. Stand up to your bully. Don't show any fear. Be brave." Blaine said. "Here, give me your phone."

Kurt handed his phone over. Blaine added his number is and sent himself a message to get Kurt's number.

"Now, you can message me anytime you want. Don't be afraid to ask me for my advice, especially if you feel like you can't talk to anyone else."

"I will. And thank you, Blaine." Kurt smiled, feeling like a part of the heavy load on his shoulders had been lifted.

"Just remember this: You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think."

"Did you just quote Winnie the Pooh?" Kurt laughed.

"Yes, I did." Blaine said, smiling. "But I stand by that motto all the time."

Flashback Ends

Sam was frowning as he read the message.

"Who's 'Blaine'?" He asked.

"The Warbler I talked to yesterday."

"Why do you have his number?" Sam questioned.

"It's about something private."

"And you can't tell me?" Sam said, hurt.

"No, and it's not like I don't want to tell you, but it's better that you don't know." Kurt said, trying to ease the hurt Sam had on his face.

"Fine, don't tell me." Sam said, turning back to the stage. Santana and Artie had already exited and joined everyone in the audience.

"Well, we still have some time before the bell rings," Mr. Schue said, standing and turning to his students. "So does anyone have a song they want to sing for us?"

"I have one," Kurt said, standing up and looking at Sam. Sam gave him a blank look, still upset that Kurt was keeping something from him.

Kurt made his way to the stage and whispered to Brad.

He turned to the class and made eye contact with Sam. Kurt waited for Brad to play before he sang.

All those days, watching from the windows

All those years, outside looking in

All that time, never even knowing

Just how blind I've been

Now I'm here, blinking in the starlight

Now I'm here, suddenly I see

Standing here, it's, oh, so clear

I'm where I'm meant to be

And at last, I see the light

And it's like the fog has lifted

And at last, I see the light

And it's like the sky is new

And it's warm and real and bright

And the world has somehow shifted

All at once, everything looks different

Now that I see you

Kurt beckons Sam to join him on the stage as he waits for the music to cue him to sing again.

All those days, chasing down a daydream

All those years, living in a blur

All that time, never truly seeing

Things the way they were

Now he's here, shining in the starlight

Now he's here, suddenly I know

If he's here, it's crystal clear

I'm where I'm meant to go

Kurt takes Sam's hands in his.

And at last, I see the light

And it's like the fog has lifted

And at last, I see the light

And it's like the sky is new

And it's warm and real and bright

And the world has somehow shifted

Kurt pulls Sam close and wraps his arms around his waist.

All at once, everything is different

Now that I see you

Now that I see you

Sam smiles and wraps Kurt into a hug before Kurt kisses his cheek.

"I love you." Kurt said.

"I know." Sam said, ignoring the class. "I love you, too."

The two share a kiss. Mr. Schue clears his throat and Puck yelled out for them to get a room.

The boys unlock their lips and pull back, Sam leading Kurt by the hand to gather their bags as the bell rang.

"I'll meet you in the cafeteria; I have to go see Coach Beiste, and I have to go to the teacher's lounge to do so." Sam said, leading them from the Auditorium.

"Okay. But don't take too long." Kurt said, kissing Sam's cheek.

"I won't, I promise." Sam said, hugging Kurt before heading to the teacher's lounge.