Story: Helping Dave

Summary: When Kurt sneaks away from a party, he runs into Dave hiding out. It doesn't take him long to realize that there's something wrong with Dave and Blaine sees it too. In an effort to help Dave, Blaine and Kurt ask him to join them for the night. What happens shocks them all and leaves each boy changed forever.

Pairings: Blaine/Kurt+Dave

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Smut. Lots of it. And angst, lots of that too. I can't list the smut warnings without giving away the story, so let's just cover all the bases and say this story has some serious sexing going on.

A/N: I don't why this idea wouldn't leave my head but it happened sometime after the latest chapter of Glee Love. I'm not a big fan of Kurtofsky, but this idea just came to me. I think I've made it realistic, they way they bring Dave in and why. If it's not your thing, I understand, but please no flames. Also, I'm still working on the Sequel to It Ain't Hard Trying. I know, you can kill me if you want too.

Chapter One- The Proposal

The loud thumping music feels like it is deep in Kurt's bones. He doesn't hate parties, but he's not really the party type and it's just slightly on the annoying side how loud the music is. He pushes his way through the crowds of people, a mix of kids that surely can't all be from McKinley, and heads toward the kitchen. He looks around for something that isn't the punch and finds a couple cans of soda unopened on the counter. Grabbing the last Diet Coke, which will make the music much easier to deal with more than any alcohol would, he pops the tab and leans back. There's a few jocks visible in the room across from him, playing some sort of drinking game, with a ring of fawning girls around them. Mike and Tina pass through the kitchen on their way to the living room and wave at Kurt. They are probably heading to the make-shift dance floor in the living room that is filled with writhing bodies. There is a smell of alcohol and sweat in the air, mixed with the thumping music, and it's just a little too much for Kurt to bare. He promised Blaine, who had been dragged to the dance floor by Brittany, that he wouldn't wonder out of the house by himself. But the music is way too much and he just needs some air. He slips out the backdoor and heads out across the spacious lawn. There's a little gazebo in the corner of the yard and Kurt heads to it.

He can finally relax, he realizes, as he stretched out his limps and sits down on the bench. The music is a dull ache out here and the gazebo is surrounded by sweet smelling flowers that help rid Kurt's nose of the smell of teenage sweat. He breathes in and out deeply, leaning his head back and shutting his eyes. "Not the partying type?" Kurt jumps and lets out a rather girly squeal, his eyes frantically searching for the person. "Relax, it's just me." Dave steps out from the other side of the gazebo, his pants slightly dirty as if he had been sitting on the ground. Which, Kurt thinks, is probably exactly what he was doing.

"Are you hiding out here?" Kurt asks, relaxing just slightly as Dave sits on the bench across from him. There had been a time, not long ago, when the words 'it's just me' would not have comforted Kurt in the slightest if he heard Dave say them. He's still very reserved when he encounters Dave because there's something slightly strange between them now.

"Pretty much, yeah." Dave leans back in the seat and crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm not big on parties."

"Then why are you here?" Kurt asks.

Dave looks over at the house with something Kurt's seen before, wishfulness. "I guess I just wanted to feel normal."

Kurt understands that, understands that Dave would want to feel like everyone else. Join the jocks playing drinking games and flexing their muscles to impress the girls around them. "You are normal Dave," he whispers. "You shouldn't let other people tell you that you aren't. I don't."

"You are a lot stronger than I am," Dave says softly. "I used to do this all the time. Get drunk, hang with the guys, be a normal teenage male. It all seems so... Stupid now. Like it's an act. I can't relate to my friends anymore and it's starting to show. I'm not comfortable in my own skin."

Kurt doesn't realize he's moved until he's sitting next to Dave. It's a complicated situation because Dave and Kurt have a past filled with pain and terror, but Kurt's always been a sympathetic person and he knows this feeling. "It would be better if you just came out Dave. It's harder living the lie." He places a hand on Dave's arm and pulls softly, the larger boy letting his arms uncross and fall to his side. Kurt slips his hand in Dave's, clasping their fingers together and squeezing hard. "Sometimes, you just need to remind yourself that all this... It's only temporary. This feeling of being helpless, of being alone, it won't last forever."

Dave's eyes are swimming in tears and he pulls his hand so that Kurt will move closer. They are pressed side by side and Dave doesn't speak for several minutes. "Kurt..."

A light ding goes off and Kurt uses his other hand to pull his phone out of his pocket. B- Where are you?

K- Outside in the gazebo. With Dave.

B- Do you want me to come out there?

K- I don't think so, not right now. He's... Well he's struggling. Give me a few more minutes alone with him and then I'll text you to come out.

B- Sure, no problem.

Kurt sits the phone on the bench beside him and has a moment to think about how extraordinary Blaine is. Most people would be concerned about their boyfriend being outside with another man, especially another man who's kissed Kurt before. "What were you saying?"

"Was that Blaine?" Dave asks softly.

"Yes. He asked if I wanted him to come out here. I told him not right now but I'd let him know." Kurt notices that Dave's grip on his hand has not let up and his body looks like it's battling with staying straight or leaning up against Kurt.

"I feel..."

"Lost?" Kurt supplies and Dave nods. Kurt stands up, leaving their hands connected, and kneels in front of Dave so they are eye level. "Look at me," he whispers. Dave looks up, catching Kurt's vividly blue eyes. "You aren't alone. I know sometimes it feels that way and that it feels like everyone else can see right through you and that they hate you. I know that you feel trapped and scared. I know what it's like to feel like a stranger in your own life, but you can change it. I know you think it will get worse if you come out, and in some ways it will, but you will feel better about yourself. I promise."

"How do I know for sure Kurt? I've never... I mean... I..." Dave stumbles over the words and he runs his other hand through his hair and over his face in frustration.

Kurt moves back to the bench beside Dave and picks up his phone. K- Come out please. And... Be open minded. If you have any lingering resentment, please forget it just for the night. I've never seen someone struggle this much, not even me. He needs help. He needs our help.

B- Be there in a second with some drinks and food. Also, I understand what he's going through. I will behave.

"Dave, when did you first realize you might like guys?" Kurt asks.

"When I met you," Dave whispers.

It's not shocking, to realize that Kurt was the one instrumental in pushing the lines of Dave's sexuality. He always assumed it anyway, especially after the kiss. He doesn't really respond to it, just presses closer. This time Dave's fight with himself stops and he leans against Kurt. It's odd, because Dave is so much taller and larger than Kurt. But Kurt sits up a little straighter and Dave slumps down until he can press his head against Kurt's chest. He's sobbing softly now and Kurt lets his other hand run through the boy's hair softly. He starts humming something softly and lets Dave cry.

Blaine finds them like that several minutes later, with Dave's head on Kurt's now wet shirt and Kurt humming softly as he runs a hand through his hair. "Hey," Blaine whispers softly.

Dave jerks his head up at the sound of Blaine's voice and almost pulls away from Kurt, until Kurt stills him. "It's ok," Kurt whispers. Dave looks at Blaine carefully, but doesn't move from his place on Kurt's chest.

"I brought food and some soda. And I stationed a few of the Glee kids right outside the backdoor so no one will come out this way." Blaine sits his supplies down on the other bench and settles himself on the floor at Kurt's feet. "Are you okay Dave?" He lets a hand sit on top of their joined hands.

Dave's sobs are quiet but his whole body is shaking. "No," he says in a rough voice.

It breaks Blaine's heart, seeing someone like this. Regardless of what he's done in the past, Dave is still a person and there's something very familiar about this for Blaine. "I know," he whispers. "Can I borrow Kurt? Just for a second?"

Dave nods and lifts himself off Kurt's chest. He's not crying anymore, but he's got a dead look in his eyes that Kurt knows very well. Kurt squeezes his hand before he gets up, following Blaine until they are just out of earshot from the other boy. "He can't be left alone tonight," Blaine says without any preamble.

"I know," Kurt says. "I think I've known seen I first saw him. I'm worried he's going to do something stupid."

"Me too," Blaine says softly. "I keep thinking back to all the times I sat in my bed, thinking about it. About how much easier it would be if it all just... Ended."

Kurt nods and pulls Blaine in, holding him tightly before letting him go. "I was still planning on staying over at your place since your parents aren't home. Do you think?"

"I don't have a problem with it," Blaine says. "I know he doesn't need to be left alone and I know he needs more help. I just want to make sure you are okay with this."

Kurt looks over to Dave, who is holding his head in his hands and slumped over. His body is shaking and Kurt knows he is crying again. "I feel like my heart is breaking every time I look at him. I just want to help him, to make him understand that he's not a freak. To make him understand that he's not alone. But I don't know how."

"I do," Blaine says softly. "Well... I mean, I have an idea of how we could help him. But only if you are comfortable with it."

Kurt looks up at Blaine and see the slight flush on his cheeks. "You aren't suggesting that we sleep with him, are you? Because I'm not sure..."

"I'm not saying we should have sex with him," Blaine interrupts. "But I am saying that maybe he does need to know if he likes men, if he's okay with certain things gay men do together. And he's attracted to you, we know that."

Kurt looks over at Dave, then back to Blaine. He's only ever been with Blaine and they just reached the point of full sex right before the summer ended. He's never even though about doing anything with anyone other than Blaine before. "I mean... I'm attracted to men and I see the appeal of Dave. I haven't really thought about being with anyone else since I met you."

Blaine smiles and leans down, kissing Kurt softly. "I only want you," he whispers in that rough voice that Kurt knows is his sex voice. "I don't want to be with Dave, I don't want this to happen again. But, I know what it's like to fumble through this, to always be wondering if you are really gay, until that moment your lips touch someone," he presses a finger to Kurt's lips. "I won't be the same for him, because it's not the start of a relationship. But it will be something, something he can hold in his heart and carry around. Something to think about when he feels alone again. He can remember that back in high school, two boys cared enough about him to hold him, kiss him, and touch him. That they weren't repulsed by him or afraid of him and he'll remember it for the rest of his life."

It's a confusing thing to Kurt, how understanding and confident Blaine is in him... In them. He knows that this wouldn't make sense to anyone else they knew, that Finn would probably lose his shit if he heard about it. But he knows that Blaine is right, Dave needs this. And in a way, Kurt and Blaine need this too. They spent so long hating bullies and fighting for what they had, it's gratifying to know they can help someone as deeply as this. Kurt nods and presses a kiss to Blaine's lips. "Okay," he whispers.

Blaine reaches the gazebo first, sitting on the right side of the former bully. He moves in closer until they are side by side and he can wrap an arm around the boy's neck. Dave is still slumped over and crying when Kurt reaches them, kneeling down in front of Dave and taking both his hands away from his face to hold. "Kurt," Dave says softly.

"I... We want you to come with us." Kurt says tentatively. "Blaine's parents are out of town for the weekend and we don't want you to be alone right now."

"I can't," Dave whispers out.

"Why not?" Blaine asks in a soft voice. Dave doesn't answer but he does avert his eyes from looking at Kurt. "Is it because you are attracted to Kurt? Are you afraid I'll get mad at you?"

Dave looks up at Kurt, who's eyes haven't left him. "Answer him Dave."

"Yes," he whispers. "Please... Don't..."

"I'm not leaving," Kurt says softly, leaning in just a little until he's closer to Dave. "I already knew anyway, we both did. We want to help you."

"How?"

"We want you to come with us," Blaine answers. "You shouldn't be alone right now. Kurt and I want you to feel safe. And, if it comes to it, we want to help you explore your sexuality."

"Explore? You mean..." Dave looks up at Kurt with wide eyes.

Kurt looks at the nervous and scared expression in the boy's eyes. "Blaine, will you go start the car? We'll be there in a minute." He catches his boyfriend's eye and Blaine gives him a small smile before walking back towards the house. Once he's out of earshot, Kurt looks back at Dave's gaze. "We aren't talking about you having sex with us," Kurt says softly. "I'm still very much in love with Blaine and he is still very much in love with me. But we both remember how it feels to lay in bed, wondering if we truly did want to be with men or if we just thought we did. You can't know until you try and you are already suffering so much."

"What are you offering Kurt?" Dave says softly, squeezing just a little tighter.

"Everything but sex," Kurt says. "Whatever you feel comfortable with or whatever feels right. Or nothing at all, if you aren't comfortable with it. We can just cuddle up and watch a movie. But you aren't staying alone tonight, that part isn't an option."

Dave's eyes fill with tears again. "Are you really that worried about me? Do you really care this much? After everything I did to you?"

"Yes," Kurt whispers and he leans in, pressing a kiss to Dave's cheek. "What you did to me was wrong and I'll probably never forget it. But I do understand you better now and I know that you are truly sorry. I can't hold your mistakes against you, I've made mistakes too. You said you feel alone and not normal, I want to show you that you aren't. I want you to know what it feels like to be touched, to be cared for. To know that you are attractive and that someone wants you."

"Do you want me Kurt? Or are you doing this because you feel sorry for me?" Dave pulls his hands away slowly, not wanting to be touching him when he rejects him.

Kurt stood up and pulled Dave up slowly. He wrapped his arms around Dave's neck, pressing himself against Dave. "I don't pity you Dave," Kurt says in a soft voice, his breath ghosting across Dave's lips. "I'll admit that I haven't really thought about it before. I spent the better part of last year being afraid of you and once you apologized, I had Blaine and I haven't thought of another man since then. But when Blaine brought it up, I really thought about it. And I do, I do want you Dave. I'm not saying I'll leave Blaine, I won't because I love him. But I'm attracted to you too."

"Prove it," Dave says in a deep voice.

Kurt pulls himself up on his tiptoes and presses his lips against Dave's. Dave leans down, wrapping his arms around the shorter boy's waist to keep him steady. Kurt's pretty sure Dave could pick him up and hold him, the idea of which is just a little thrilling to him. Kurt flicks his tongue out and licks along Dave's bottom lip, who in turn opens him mouth. Kissing Dave is different from the last time, he's more unsure and less forceful than the first time. Kurt controls this kiss completely and when he slips his tongue into Dave's mouth, causing the other boy to moan deeply, Kurt feels a thrill of power at having this boy moaning under him. Kurt breaks the kiss and settles back down on his feet, although his arms are still wrapped around Dave's neck and Dave is still holding his waist. "Come with me," Kurt whispers.

Dave nods and lets Kurt pull away from him. He follows behind Kurt and wonders just what he agreed to.