The Burt Hummel Sex Education- part 9

Burt was sitting on his bed, his head between his hands, when Carole walked in. He didn't look à her, though, too ashamed of himself. He knew the look she would give him. He knew exactly what she thought of him. And he also knew what Kurt told her. He wasn't so far of the kitchen at that moment, and he couldn't have helped himself but peek on their conversation.

"My dad is becoming crazy, Carole. I don't know what got out of him these days, but it's not like him to talk to me like that! I thought he was okay with me being gay and with me dating Blaine, what's the hell now?"

There was a silence there; a loud silence during which Burt has only wanted to run in the kitchen to say something. What, he didn't know but something. At least, he would have felt less ashamed... But Carole has answered before he could do a single move.

"Let me take care of this, Kurt," she has said. "Don't worry about your dad. He is a little lost by now, but everything will be fin in a few days... I'm going to take care of him..."

And then, they have changed subject, letting Burt wondering. That was suspicious...and scaring.

He turned his head when he felt Carole sitting beside him. She didn't say anything. He felt like he has to. He took a deep breath, and talked, trying to not sound too desperate.

"I don't know what got out of me this afternoon, Carole. It just... when I saw them... Damn, Kurt is just a baby!"

"Kurt is nowhere near a baby anymore, Burt," she answered, resting her hand on his shoulder. "He is old enough to try things. Every teenager wants to do that. You've too," she let slipped, remembering him about their little moment a few days ago.

"Still... He is still my baby..."

"I don't think that's the problem, here, isn't it?"

Burt closed his eyes. How could she read through him like that? He shook his head, leaning forward to burying it in her neck. The woman just passed her arm around his shoulders, resting the other in his hairs.

"No...not really," he whispered. "All I could see when I've opened that door was you telling me how painful it was. I don't want Kurt to be hurt like that. He is so breakable..."

"No he isn't," said his wife. "He hasn't been hurt. They are getting at that since months, as he said, and Kurt hasn't been hurt."

"But what if he is at some point?" asked Burt, letting showed all his fear.

She waited a second. Then, Carole let her husband go, and get up, walking toward their desk. She opened the drawer. When she walked back to the bed, she was hiding something behind her back.

"You know, Burt, sex isn't the same for a girl than for a boy. Pleasure isn't the same at all. Neither the way they could have it. I couldn't have an orgasm from there, but boys can. And from what I heard, it's one of the most amazing things they could feel."

A small kiss on the lips before she continued..

"Maybe the best way for you to understand what Kurt goes through, and how good it could feels for him, it's to try it yourself..."

Burt eyes widened.

"You mean, by having gay sex with another man?"

It was clear that wasn't really in love with idea. At some point, he even seems a little disgust by it. Feeling another dick on him...in him... Cheating- even if it wouldn't technically be cheating for real- on Carole... No, that wasn't for Burt. As much as he could be ready to discover what get Kurt attracts to gay sex, he wouldn't have go there.

"Well, that could be a way to, but no," she finally relied. "I mean maybe I could make love to you..."

"You could make love to me...?" began Burt a little lost.

And it's there that she finally showed him her hands. There was a fake cock in there; smaller that he was, but still impressive when he thought that she wanted to put it in him. Burt bitted his lips. Scared. He would lie if he said that he wasn't. But it was Kurt... It was for his son... And it was his love that was asking for it. How could he not agree to it?

-Do it, he whispered before he could change his minds...