Freedom

Chapter 5 –

All day Wednesday, Puck was on edge, part excitement, part nerves. He had no idea how things would turn out. There was the possibility of Kurt going along with everything happily and everything working out. There was also a possibility that Kurt would be shocked, say no, and they'd return home. And then there was the possibility that Kurt would hate Puck for the rest of his life and they would be the first piece of drama in the glee club that year.

Really, it was the last idea that was getting to Puck. Kurt was a good friend, and he didn't want to loose him. Especially not now, not after just realizing the truth.

Somehow, he managed to not psych himself out, because Wednesday after glee, he was standing outside next to Kurt's bike waiting. Kurt walked up, already clad in his leather, and Puck had to swallow to keep from drooling.

Kurt just smiled and handed over the passenger helmet. "So, where are we off to?"

Puck shook his head. "I remember the rules for giving you directions. Don't worry, I won't get us lost."

Kurt stared a moment, before putting on his own helmet and attaching his bag. He climbed on and started the bike as Puck climbed on behind. They left the parking lot and Puck allowed himself to enjoy the ride this time. He tapped the appropriate hip for each turn, but he relaxed a bit more. Not too much though, he didn't want to freak Kurt out before they even got to their destination. After all, being this close, along with the vibrations, well, they definitely excited a certain part of Puck.

Ten minutes after leaving the city limits, Puck directed Kurt off of the main road onto a dirt one and about five minutes after that Puck tapped both his hips twice, bringing them to a stop at the top of a hill in a small clearing.

Kurt turned off the motor and pulled off his helmet, resting it in front of him. "Why on earth did you want to come here?" asked Kurt, glancing over his shoulder at Puck.

Puck took off his own helmet and placed it on the ground, not wanting it in the way. He shrugged, gesturing to the view, a beautiful view of a small part of Lima, "I just thought you'd appreciate this."

Kurt looked at the view, "Well it is nice, but… why would you show me something like this?"

Puck breathed deeply, this was the moment. Then Kurt looked back at him and he lost his nerve. Pasting on a confidant smirk, he moved his hips forward, revealing his true physical situation, and said, "Because, I figured you'd want you first time to be romantic."

Eyes wide, Kurt shrieked and jumped off the bike. His one foot got caught and he fell, though luckily he only got a little smudge of dirt on his jeans. Scrambling up, he backed away from Puck, looking shocked, but still a little terrified. "What?" he whispered, not trusting his voice.

Puck sighed. "I knew that would be too much," he mumbled to himself. "Look," he said to Kurt, "You said it yourself, I'm a sex shark. I decided to use that to my advantage and suggest giving you a little somethin' in exchange for a ride."

Kurt just stared in disbelief. "God, Puck, you're my friend, I'd give you a ride for free if you asked. Hell, I've already done it twice!"

"Yeah, well, I thought I owed you something." Puck looked away, frowning in annoyance at himself. How many chances had he just past up to tell the truth? He realized though, that he didn't want to leave here without something happening. So he put on the smirk again and looked at Kurt, who was trying to brush dust off his clothes.

"Don't you even want to use this as a chance for a hot make-out session?" he asked, voice low.

Kurt froze, hands on his thighs in mid-brush. Slowly he looked up. "I already said that I don't need kissing lessons."

"Who said anything about lessons? Honestly, I've gotten a little curious since you said you didn't need any. Why don't you prove it?"

Standing up straight, Kurt's look was one of superiority. "Really? You, the boy who's slept with every cheerio in McKinley and half of the single women in Lima, is actually admitting to wanting to experiment with your sexuality? Aren't you afraid of someone finding out and loosing your sex shark status?"

Puck shrugged. He didn't know if he was experimenting, he just knew he wanted Kurt, but if this was the only way to get him, then so be it. "We're in the middle of nowhere, no one's going to see, and neither of us are going to tell. What's wrong with a few kisses in the forest?"

For some reason that was enough to help Kurt along because he came back up to the bike. "I guess," he mumbled. He looked at Puck suddenly, "But don't try anything funny. I'll admit to being a little curious about kissing you, but… but that's all."

Puck smirked. Apparently Kurt had thought about making out with him. That was definitely a good sign. And if that truly was all that Kurt had thought about, which it probably wasn't considering that little stutter, then Puck could definitely use this chance to give him other ideas.

Kurt gazed at him on the bike a few times and Puck was surprised when the smaller boy straddled the bike backwards instead of telling Puck to get off.

"What are you doing?" asked Puck, hands immediately going to Kurt's hips, just to help steady him of course.

"I'm making sure we're both comfortable," mumbled Kurt, shifting a little. When he seemed to be finished he had his hands on Puck's shoulders. When he looked up from the spot on the ground, into Puck's face, he let out a little nervous laugh. "Okay, this is just weird. How the hell are we supposed to start anything with this kind of unromantic lead up?"

Puck wasn't paying attention. At least, not to Kurt's words. No, he was definitely staring at Kurt's lips. They looked like they might taste like cherries, or strawberries, maybe bubblegum. Puck didn't even know what Kurt was saying as he surged forward, touching his lips to Kurt, wanting a taste.

Kurt let out a surprised squeak, but was quick to recover, moving his hands to Puck's biceps and squeezing a little. Puck pulled away, wanting to get some air and lick his lips.

He would deny the whimper that escaped him when he tasted Kurt. He tastes like a watermelon jolly rancher! Needless to say, by the time Puck went in for more, he had a new favourite flavour.

When Puck flicked his tongue out to get another taste directly from the source, he was surprised when Kurt opened his own lips to allow him entry. Of course, being so close he didn't turn down the chance to explore. The deeper he went, the tighter Kurt clung to him and their knees started to hit together. To stop the bumping, Puck slowly moved his hands from Kurt's hips to his thighs, grasping them and pulling so Kurt straddled Puck's waist, while Puck slid onto the main seat of the bike.

Kurt pulled away a little as he was raised just a few inches above Puck. "What are you doing?" he whispered, breathless.

Puck moved his hands to Kurt's lower back, kissing his chin and neck. "Making sure we're both comfortable," Puck repeated Kurt's earlier words between kisses. "Is it working?"

"Mmm," hummed Kurt, a hand going to the back of Puck's head as he suckled lightly on Kurt's collarbone. "No hickeys, though."

Puck chuckled, shaking his head and moving back to Kurt's lips. They sat now, chest to chest and one of Kurt's hands managed to work its way under Puck's collar, skin to skin and Puck couldn't help his reaction. He jerked his hips up, jean-clad erection rubbing Kurt's jean-clad entrance.

Kurt pulled away, gasping in surprise and arousal.

"Sorry," murmured Puck, continuing his small kisses back down Kurt's throat.

Kurt suddenly pushed forward, rubbing his own covered erection over Puck's chest. "Yesss," he hissed.

Puck pulled away, looking up into Kurt's face, asking an unknown question. When he saw the faintest of nods, Puck pulled away enough to pull off his own jacket. Ignoring Kurt's puzzled look, Puck just folded the jacket into a pillow and put it behind Kurt before pushing him back a little. The change in position was just enough for their erections to move against each other and Puck grinned, thrusting down over Kurt.

"Oh," Kurt breathed, thrusting up in return, his eyes wide.

Puck grunted in response, capturing Kurt's lips and continuing his thrusts. Kurt mimicked the movements, his soft hums of pleasure mixing with Puck's pleased grunts. Eventually, Puck was debating whether he should bring them both off or not. Kurt, made the decision for him, pushing Puck away with a gasp.

"Please," he whispered, voice almost strangled. "Please, stop."

Puck immediately pulled away, climbing off the bike to give Kurt room to recover. He wasn't sure if he should consider otherwise, but he didn't think for a second that he had gone too far. He knew, that Kurt just didn't want to come in his pants, he wanted to avoid the mess. Right?

He could hear Kurt moving around, but stayed facing away, needing to calm himself down. Besides, it was a long bike ride, and unless he went into the woods to get rid of his boner he was going to be stuck with it for a while.

After a few moments, Kurt called out, only slightly breathless, "Puck? Ready to go?"

Puck turned, impressed that Kurt looked untouched. He nodded, going forward and putting his jacket back on before picking up his helmet and climbing on behind Kurt. This time though he didn't bother putting any space between them, letting his erection rub against Kurt's ass.

Kurt tensed a little before shaking his head and starting the bike. He was good with directions so they were outside of Puck's house within the next half hour, no direction needed by Puck.

As Puck climbed off, Kurt stopped the engine and put up his visor. Puck attached his helmet to the back, and looked at Kurt expectantly. "Yeah?"

Kurt cleared his throat, glancing away and blushing. "If I promise you at least one ride a week whenever you need it, would you be willing to… do… that a bit more?"

Puck cleared his own throat, trying to hold back his chuckle and grin. "Whenever I need it?"

Kurt just nodded, blushing even more.

"Sounds like a good deal to me," said Puck. Then he stepped back, waving as Kurt flipped down his visor and started the engine, pulling away.

Puck knew he had a goofy grin on his face as he walked into his house. Finally!

TBC...