Pairings: Kurt/Sam, Kurt/Puck
Warning: Some sexual stuff. Language.
Author's notes: Do people even read the author's notes? Haha whatever. Sorry Sam's part is a little short. I do realise that Sam hasn't had much interaction with Kurt yet. But don't worry, he'll get his turn. I kinda have an idea on the story process but I'm not really sure how the story is going to end. I'll just see how it goes. Hope you guys like this chapter!

Sam's POV

I panted heavily. I have spent the past 20 minutes beating the crap out of the punching bag in the school gym. I swear I'm going completely insane.

The past few days seemed to have been 'test Sam's boiling point' days. I've been trying my best to keep my cool. But when I saw Puck practically dry humping Kurt today in the glee club room, I knew I had reached my limit. It was like a living nightmare.

I knew that I had to leave the room. I don't know what I would have done if I had stayed any longer. Well, I can probably guess that I would have been charged for attempted murder. Man, I still need to come up with a reason to tell Quinn why I left all of a sudden without saying a word.

What is going on between Puck and Kurt? Are they really together? What does Kurt see in Puck anyway? I know that deep down, Puck is a good guy and all, but he's such a womanizer. And that brings me back to another big question. Since when has Puck even liked guys?

This is seriously frustrating me to no end.

It all started with that whole tango dance. Then the flirting ensued. Puck kept hanging around so closely to Kurt that all I could see was red. It was just Puck who was doing the flirting so I still just gritted my teeth and decided to bear with it. At least Kurt wasn't flirting back.

But then THAT happened. Seriously, doing that with almost the whole glee club present? Get a room! No wait. Crap! I mean, don't get a room! Damn, I really am going nuts. If they were in an empty room, the people won't be the only things missing. Their clothes will be missing too. Ok, I'm not even going to go there. I would still like my last streak of sanity intact thanks.

What's worse is that I don't even think I actually have the entitlement to be pissed off. Kurt's not my boyfriend and I wasn't even pursuing him at all. I didn't even make it known that I like Kurt. No matter how much I detest it, Puck has every right to chase Kurt. Kurt had let him touch him and he doesn't seem like the kind who will silently endure something if he didn't like it. So as long as Puck isn't forcing Kurt into doing anything, technically, Puck isn't doing anything wrong

I guess I only have myself to blame. Maybe if I hadn't been so bent on hiding my true self and just try to pursue Kurt, he would have already been my boyfriend. If he were, I would definitely not hesitate to punch the living lights out of anyone who tries anything funny with Kurt. I don't know if Kurt would ever like me that way but I could have at least given it a shot.

I sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time this week.

This all just seems so unreal. Does Kurt really like Puck?

Kurt's POV

Oh my word. No dick has ever been this close to my ass before. Puck is standing so close behind me that I'm getting seriously uncomfortable. Apparently he's trying to take the music sheets.

Ok now is the time to put my theory to the test. I didn't think of using such…an extreme way of testing it. But this is the perfect setup so I'll just go with it. If he reacts negatively, I'll just say that it was an accident and that I didn't know that he was there.

Ok here I go. I took a step back, making sure that my back was in full contact with his front.

I heard him gasp and felt his dick hardening against me. Well someone definitely likes my ass. I have to say, Puck has impeccable taste in behinds.

Holy fuck. What the..Is he rubbing himself against me? Ok I didn't expect him to have such an immense reaction! Puck is without a doubt attracted to my body.

I…this…this actually feels kinda good. Oh shit, now his dick isn't the only one hardening. Fuck. Stupid hormones. I should stop him before this goes out of hand.

The door then suddenly opened and Puck quickly separated himself from me. My heart skipped a beat. Crap who's at the door? I turned to look at the entrance but nobody was there. Oh no. Did anyone see us? I turned to where the others were seated. I heaved a sigh of relief. No one seemed to have noticed.

Oh wait. Sam is missing. Wasn't he here with Quinn a moment ago? Ok and Quinn looks confused. Did she see us doing that just now? But her face doesn't really convey that she saw it though. Oh my god. Sam must have seen it. This is so embarrassing. Is that why he left the room? …Was he that repulsed by it? My heart sank. I mean. I don't expect him to like watching it. But still, knowing that gay acts gross him out that much…it's just kinda saddening.

"Hey Hummel. Are you that bummed out that I stopped?"

"What? I'm seriously going to…"

"Relax. I'm kidding. It's about Sam isn't it?"

I just stared at him. How does he know that?

"I… What are you talking about?"

"Oh come on. I know you like him. What I don't get is why you're sad that he left the room. Shouldn't you be happy?"

"What? If I like him, why would I be happy that he is disgusted by homosexual acts?" A teardrop was threatening to leave my eye.

Now it was him who was staring at me. "You know, for someone who keeps calling others imbeciles, you're not very bright yourself."

I was too clueless as to what the heck he was talking about to even think about rebutting him. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out of the room.

"Hey, stop pulling me! You're messing up my brand new shirt!"

He ignored my protest and continued dragging me along until we were at a secluded part of the school. He turned to look at me.

"Sam is as straight as a bunch of curly fries."

"What on earth are you talking about? Sam isn't gay. He likes girls." I said matter-of-factly.

"Has everyone turned blind? How can I be the only who sees it! Sam obviously has the hots for you!" Puck was becoming a little exasperated.

I gaped at him. Am I hearing right? Did he just say that Sam…has the hots for me? Wait, if this is some sort of prank…

As if reading my thoughts, he spoke again. "Look, I'm not pulling your leg here. I know I'm a badass but I'm not cruel. I won't raise your hopes up like that if I didn't think that he likes you."

I guess Puck won't be so mean as to try to trick me about this. But I still can't completely believe what he's saying. I really don't want to make the same mistake by trying to make it work with a straight guy again.

"Are you sure? How do you know that? He didn't even say or do anything to imply that he likes me."

"You can't be serious. He can get a hard on just by looking at you."

"I…how do you even notice if he gets a hard on? Do you constantly look at his pants or something? " My cheeks were going red.

"Ok maybe I don't actually see if he gets hard or not. But I can tell just by his face that he gets turned on by you. He keeps staring at you. Your face and ass seem to have the most views. Whenever he looks at you, he looks like he's either in heat or a lovesick puppy."

I couldn't stop myself from smiling. Whether I chose to or not, I was starting to believe him.

Hang on.

"So, why have you been hitting on me?"

"I was trying to make Sam jealous. And I clearly succeeded. The dude totally wanted to feed me to the lions. I was hoping that he'd get so wound up that he'll finally stop being such a wuss and step up his game. And it just confirms the fact that he's totally head over heels over you."

"Oh. But just now at the glee room, you were…um...hard."

"A hot ass was thrust right in front of my dick. Of course I got turned on."

I was about open my mouth when he quickly cut me off. "It doesn't mean I like you. It was just a physical reaction."

"You think my ass is hot?" I smirked.

He blushed a little. "Well, I have to admit that you have one of the best in town."

I grinned at him. "That is by far one of the nicest things any guy has ever said to me."

"Ok let's not get mushy here. Save it for when you're with Sam. So do you want to continue making him jealous? Now that you know, we can work together."

"Why didn't you just tell me that he likes me and offer to do this whole scheme thing from the beginning? It would have saved me from all the confusion."

"I don't know. I didn't really think of it. Besides, although I was already pretty sure that he likes you, I didn't want to tell you until I was 100% sure. You know, just in case. I don't want any unnecessary heartache. But now I am absolutely certain. People won't get jealous for nothing. You should have seen the anger in his face whenever I got close to you."

Now I really believed him. He was being so earnest that I just had to.

"I would very much like to carry on with the plan."