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Thanks for reviewing everyone, it may or may not interest you to know that my version of Sam is based on my ex-boyfriend who will remain unnamed.

Song-'You and Me' by Tammy Wynette (I love her)

Chapter 10-You and Me

His name was Sam. He was smart, funny, well-dressed and very easy on the eyes. Most importantly, Sam was gay and quite obviously attracted to Kurt.

The two were introduced to one another by Mike and there was an instant chemistry between them.

Sam was no Noah Puckerman of course, and he didn't make Kurt's heart skip a beat but he made Kurt feel good about himself. He noticed Kurt and didn't even try to disguise the fact he was into him. For so long, Kurt had felt invisible around the all too straight Leanne-loving Noah, but the way Sam looked at him made him feel colourful, in a good way.

Just after a few minutes of knowing each other, Kurt felt completely at ease in the other boy's company. There was something about Sam that made him feel like he could be himself without fear of what the other might think of him. It was wonderful.

A day later, Kurt had Sam's tongue down his throat and he found it to be very pleasurable indeed. Since Kurt's dad was at work, the two teens had the house to themselves and had been making out for sometime when Kurt breathlessly pulled away.

He asked Sam to wait for a moment as he skipped out of the room and withdrew his cell phone from his pocket and called Noah. The other teen answered on the first ring and without so much as a 'hello' Kurt excitedly babbled to him about his new completely awesome boyfriend.

"Noah?" Kurt asked when there was no reply. "You there?"

"Yeah." Noah replied with a sigh.

"Is everything ok?" Kurt questioned gently, his happy mood suddenly deflating.

"We broke up." Noah answered.

"Oh, sorry." Kurt responded feeling his heart sink. "What did Leanne dump you for this time?"

"She didn't." Noah told him. "I dumped her."

Had Kurt received such information before meeting Sam, he would have been overjoyed but hearing the knowledge now just made him roll his eyes and grip his hair in frustration.

Just when Kurt had met another good-looking guy who shared his sexuality, Noah finally developed some brain cells and broke up with that psycho. It was just typical. If Sam were not in the equation, Kurt could have had the opportunity to make a move on Noah, to tell him how he truly felt. That wasn't to say anything would come from such a declaration, but at least Kurt could have told Noah and known once and for all if his feelings really were wasted.

But Sam was in the equation. Kurt couldn't obsess over Noah anymore, it was too painful. He'd more than likely be back with Leanne in a week or two anyway, and if not, it still didn't matter. Kurt deserved to be happy and perhaps Sam was the boy to do that.

It was time to forget about his love for Noah, to stop fooling himself that Noah might suddenly wake up gay one morning. He needed to focus on the real world, the one where Noah was his straight best friend and nothing more. The one where he now had a boyfriend.

Having a boyfriend, it wasn't quite how Kurt thought it would be. Sam was really nice and everything and he made a good impression on his dad, but that immediate attraction Kurt had felt was fast fading away.

He supposed his attraction to the other boy had been based on the fact Sam was the first person he'd met who shared his sexual preferences.

Even the making out had lost its thrill. Although Kurt wasn't averse to tongue in any way, he didn't particularly enjoy having Sam's tongue forced down his throat right away. He always imagined kisses to be slow and unhurried, taking time before the tongue was introduced but apparently not. Sam also happened to be a very loud kisser, his lips making distracting smacking noises all the time. On top of all that, Sam tended to keep his eyes open as they kissed which made Kurt feel highly uncomfortable.

Being in a relationship was also somewhat suffocating. Sam wanted them to spend time together far too much for Kurt's liking. Kurt needed his own space, time to himself, the chance to breathe.

After one week, Kurt was already bored with Sam. He still liked the guy, there wasn't anything wrong with him, at least nothing that warranted a break up. He was good to Kurt, he complimented him all the time, told him he was beautiful, that he loved his eyes, that he could stare into them all day and every other known cliché and corny line from romantic movies.

In all honesty, Sam was just too nice. He also had atrocious taste in Disney movies. Ever since he was a small child, Kurt's favourite Disney movie had always been Beauty and the Beast. For Kurt, it was important that he approved of any boyfriends' favourite Disney film. He didn't expect many guys to share his love for Beauty and the Beast but he did have certain answers he hoped to hear.

When he asked Sam to tell him his favourite Disney film, Kurt was hoping to hear Aladdin, The Jungle Book or The Lion King. He did not expect for Sam to say The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, one of the few Disney films Kurt didn't actually like.

By the second week of dating Sam, Kurt found his boredom turning into annoyance and frustration. As nice as Sam was, Kurt often felt the desire to punch the boy in the face.

It wasn't as though Sam was doing anything wrong or deliberately annoying Kurt, it was just the way he was. He called Kurt the most ridiculous pet names, the worst one being 'my little tuna sandwich'. Kurt had no idea what kind of cute nickname that was supposed to be but if Sam ever dared refer to him as such in a public setting then he really would smack the other boy.

Also, whenever they were together, Sam felt the need to always be touching Kurt. He had to sit next to Kurt or have Kurt on his lap. They had to hold hands or have their arms around each other, especially if Noah was around.

That was another issue, although neither teen had said anything, Kurt was pretty certain his boyfriend and best friend wanted to beat one another to death. They were always civil towards one another and both made the effort to strike up conversation, but Kurt could detect a mutual dislike between them.

When Kurt and Sam reached their third week of dating, though it felt much longer to Kurt and not in a good way, they had their first argument. On reflection, Kurt supposed he'd started the argument hoping that Sam would dump him so he wouldn't have to deal with the guilt of breaking up with a really nice but highly annoying guy.

Their disagreement had started on a weekend after Sam had watched Kurt perform with New Directions. It was their Invitational and New Directions had won. After celebrating with the others for a little while, Kurt and Sam had spent the rest of their Saturday together and when Kurt returned home he received a text from Sam saying, 'I love you too xxx'.

Staring down at his cell phone, Kurt had spluttered in a mixture of horror and disbelief.

The two met up on Sunday and Kurt mentioned the text Sam had sent him. Sam had then insisted that on Saturday night when they parted ways, Kurt had said the words, 'I love you'.

Knowing full well that he had not said any such thing to Sam, Kurt was furious at the accusation. Looking back, he was sure his reaction was over the top even for him but at the time it felt good to yell at Sam.

Still, when Kurt had calmed down, he apologised and they went back to Sam's place and made up.

Making up wasn't all that fun. There were the loud kisses where Sam would keep his eyes open staring down at Kurt, and somehow, Kurt ended up naked with his head between Sam's legs and other teen's cock in his mouth.

As a teenage boy, Kurt had thought about giving and receiving head a hell of a lot. However, when compared to his fantasy versions, actually giving a blow-job wasn't all that pleasurable. It wasn't bad exactly. Sam obviously kept himself very clean down there but… well, there wasn't much going on down in that department. Of course, size didn't really matter Kurt tried to tell himself, or at least size didn't matter if you were well equipped but when your boyfriend was small in the cock area it was a disappointment.

Surprisingly, Sam didn't take long to reach climax. Kurt always imagined it would take longer. He didn't know if Sam suffered from premature ejaculation or if he just happened to be a natural at giving head.

Not long afterwards, the sounds of Sam's parents coming through the front door were heard. Hurriedly, the two teenagers scrambled about to pull their clothes back on and make themselves look presentable. Sam then led Kurt downstairs and introduced him to his mum.

"Hey, nice to meet you." Kurt said politely as he shook the woman's hand. "I've just had your son's cock in my mouth."

Wishing the floor would open up and swallow him whole, Kurt then made a hasty leave wondering how that meeting could have possibly gone any worse.

He told Noah about the incident that night on the phone and his friend laughed for a good long while.

"Well I'm glad you find humour in my mortification." Kurt quipped.

"C'mon babe, it's pretty fucking hilarious." Noah replied. "It's just lucky Sam never said anything like that to Burt, he'd kill him."

"That's true." Kurt agreed. "You're not going to tell my dad I'm slightly less innocent now are you?"

"Don't worry; I'll keep your dirty little secret." Noah answered. "I knew that whole innocent princess thing was just an act. You're a naughty whore really aren't you?"

"Shut up." Kurt responded not finding Noah's joke funny.

"Sorry." Noah replied seriously. "Um, Sam didn't… he didn't force you to suck him off did he? I mean, you wanted it right? He wasn't… blow-job raping you?"

"Blow-job rape." Kurt commented in disbelief. "You really are strange, Noah."

"Answer the question." Noah ordered.

"Noah its fine." Kurt assured him. "He didn't force me to do anything. I… I wanted to… sort of."

"What do you mean sort of?" Noah asked. "Kurt, what aren't you telling me?"

"Nothing." Kurt sighed as he ran his hands through his hair, glad that they were talking on the phone so Noah couldn't see how ruffled his hair had become. "I just… it wasn't quite how I always imagined it. And there wasn't really any sexual satisfaction for me. In fact, I didn't even need to be satisfied because I wasn't even aroused by it. I guess there's just something wrong with me."

"That's crazy, there's nothing wrong with you." Noah told him.

"Noah, I'm a gay teenage boy." Kurt pointed out. "Having my boyfriend's dick in my mouth should turn me on, not turn me off. It's getting to the point where I actually find him physically repulsive. I'm even making up excuses not to kiss him. I know I'm hardly an expert on relationships but I'm pretty sure this one is what most would call dysfunctional."

"Well, if it's not working then maybe you should end it." Noah suggested. "No point being with someone if you don't feel for them."

"That's true." Kurt agreed. "But this is Lima, how many other gay teens are in this town? Sam's a nice guy and… I don't want to be alone."

"Kurt," Noah sighed out in a whisper.

"What?" Kurt asked when his friend didn't say anything further.

"Nothing." Noah answered eventually, but Kurt could tell by the tone of his voice that the other had planned on saying something but had obviously lost his nerve. "I'll see you at school."

Before Kurt could respond Noah had hung up. Letting out a breath, he set his phone on his bedside table only for it to ring a second later. Thinking it was Noah, Kurt dived to answer it only to feel disappointed when he heard Sam's voice on the other end.

After a boring day at school and an exhausting rehearsal with Glee club, Kurt simply wanted to go home and laze around watching musicals. Instead he was over at Sam's place feigning interest in whatever it was the other boy was saying.

"My parents are out." Sam informed him and soon enough the two of them were naked.

It was at the point when Sam spread himself on top of Kurt that he truly realised how uncomfortable he felt about the situation. He wasn't ready for this, whatever it was, he wasn't enjoying it. He opened his mouth with the intent of telling Sam that he thought they ought to slow down, but the other teen took it as in invitation to plunge his tongue down his throat.

A few seconds later, Kurt felt the head of Sam's cock at his virginal entrance and his body tensed as he lightly pushed against Sam's chest and broke the kiss.

"I'm not having sex." Kurt told him bluntly and Sam froze above him for a while before awkwardly moving away and pulling his clothes back on.

Silently, Kurt did the same. When the two were dressed again, Sam launched into an almost tearful apology.

Once again Kurt found himself fighting the desire to punch his boyfriend in the face.

After sitting awkwardly on Sam's bed for a few minutes, Kurt made an excuse to leave. Sam walked him to the door apologising again. Kurt told him it was ok and pecked him quickly on the lips before fleeing, not home, but to Noah's house where he told his best friend everything that had just happened.

"Well, its good he stopped." Noah admitted after he'd heard everything. "I would have kicked his skull in if he hadn't."

"He's a nice guy, Noah." Kurt replied. "He would never force me to do anything. I know he wouldn't."

"Are you… are gonna stay with him?" Noah asked.

"I don't know." Kurt replied honestly as he tried to catch his friend's eye but Noah seemed to be avoiding his gaze.

The two sat together on Noah's bed and watched a movie. They'd done this type of thing countless times before but this time it was different. There was tension in the air.

Kurt kept shooting nervous glances at Noah but the Jewish boy had his eyes glued to the television screen, though he didn't seem to be taking in what was happening in the film.

As the film came to an end, Kurt turned his head to look at Noah but the other teen still wouldn't return his gaze.

"Noah?" Kurt asked quietly and his friend finally turned to look at him.

"Quinn's having a party tomorrow night." Noah informed him. "You're coming right?"

Kurt nodded, everybody in Glee was going.

"Cool." Noah said. "If you like I'll drive us there."

"Thanks but… Sam's taking me." Kurt murmured.

"Right, Sam, yeah." Noah answered rubbing the back of his neck. "He's a nice guy."

"Yes." Kurt agreed. "Nice guy."

When it became clear that Noah wasn't about to say anything else, Kurt carefully moved off of the bed and made his way downstairs. He called out a goodbye to Noah's sister who was watching T.V in the living-room before he left the house and drove home.

He parked his car then headed inside to find his dad and Sam seated on the couch watching Deadliest Catch.

Somehow, Sam invited himself to stay for dinner and Kurt felt like pulling out his hair. He knew it made no sense but he really didn't want to be around his boyfriend. Still, he plastered on a smile and acted happy.

When the meal was over, he suggested that he take Sam home before his parents started worrying but his dad shrugged the concern away and said Sam could stay for the night.

Kurt's eyes widened in shock horror and he took his dad's arm and led him out of Sam's hearing range to ask him if he'd gone senile.

"You're a good kid, Kurt." Burt told him. "And you're smart, and Sam's a nice guy. If you trust him then I do too. He can spend the night. Just, if you are gonna do anything… keep the noise down and… be safe." He coughed awkwardly before heading back to the T.V.

Kurt had had plenty of sleepovers with his girlfriends in the past, but having Sam over was completely different. He didn't want Sam to be there. The boy was walking about his room and touching his things and it made Kurt want to shriek.

When the time came for bed, Kurt grabbed a blanket and pillow and arranged it on the couch. Sam ignored the couch however and made himself comfortable on the bed.

Forcing himself to stay calm, Kurt slid into the bed beside him. He was soon gathered in Sam's arms in a most uncomfortable way. He had always liked the idea of snuggling in bed with someone, but when that someone was Sam it wasn't all that likeable.

If it had been Noah holding him, Kurt would probably have loved it, but the arms around him were not Noah's. This relationship was ridiculous. There was no way it was going to work. He had to end it.

A snore interrupted his thoughts and Kurt let out a groan. Yes, the relationship definitely had to end.

Part way through the night, Kurt ended up being kicked off the bed by the ever snoring and fidgety Sam. He glared at his soon to be ex-boyfriend's silhouette before tiptoeing over to the couch and trying to get comfortable.

However, with Sam's continued snores, Kurt could not find sleep. Letting out a frustrated growl, he stood up, wrapped the blanket round himself then headed upstairs to the living room.

He spread out on the sofa there and stared up at the ceiling. Closing his eyes, thoughts of himself in a romantic setting with Noah entered his mind. He smiled slightly before opening his eyes with a feeling of guilt gnawing at his insides. He shouldn't be thinking about Noah when he was with Sam, even if he was planning to break up with him.

He couldn't help it though. Even though Sam was a nice guy, he just wasn't enough for Kurt. He wasn't Noah.

Letting out a sigh, Kurt sat up on the couch, planting his bare feet on the floor. He rubbed his eyes before heading back down to his basement. It was raining outside; he could hear it beating against the window mingled in with the sound of Sam's snoring.

Looking over Sam's sleeping form, Kurt let out a sigh of dismay. His boyfriend didn't even look cute whilst he was sleeping. Carefully, Kurt crawled back into the bed beside Sam and sang a song under his breath.

"I can hear the rain, it's falling softly,

As I watch him lying next to me.

I can feel his heart, it's beating softly,

He just loved me, so tenderly,

But it should be…" He turned his head and peered through the darkness at the photo of himself and Noah.

"You and me." Kurt closed his eyes on annoyance when Sam let out yet another snore, this time with an odd whistling sound coming out of his nose.

Knowing he was becoming increasingly close to suffocating the other teen in his sleep, Kurt slipped out of the bed again and headed upstairs once more.

Sitting down on the couch, he looked up at the ceiling and continued to sing.

"When he touches me, I feel your fingers,

And each time we kiss, I see your face.

When he locks the door behind us,

Then he thinks the world can't find us,

But he can't see, no, he can't see,

That it should be,

You and me." Kurt shifted himself so that he was resting on his back, the blanket pulled up tightly around him.

"So I'll just close my eyes and dream about you,

'Cos everytime I dream you're always there.

Then you'll lock the door behind us,

And in my dreams the world can't find us.

And it will be, so real to me.

It's finally,

You and me."

Finishing his song, Kurt let his eyes flutter closed and fell into a wonderful dream about Noah.

To Be Continued

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