Note: I don't own any part of Glee, I just love the story. And my favorite character: DAVE! I like him because even though they don't really expand upon him (Yet...I'm hoping they will) there is SOOOO much potential that can be done with his character. ...I just like putting him compromising situations... Hehe!

Chapter 1

Dave stood in the doorway to the workout room. He heard someone talking...but...it couldn't be. It sounded like Kurt. He stuck his head out in to the hallway, seeing Kurt and Blaine standing there, wishing that kid in the wheelchair good luck. They were having some kind of singing thing tonight. Night of Negligence or something. Whatever. He felt his heart stop. Kurt had been his fantasy for over a year now. The way he moved and talked...it set his blood on fire. And a while ago Dave had finally acted on impulse...and it drove Kurt into a shocked state, even told that lousy Blaine guy. Dave didn't trust Blaine. Everything about that guy was too...perfect. He had the perfect smile, voice, body, and even attitude. So Dave was positive that he was a psycho killer waiting to happen.

But Kurt had told him...and then out of sheer fear...Dave had told Kurt he would kill him. He hadn't meant it of course. He wasn't insane, thinking if he couldn't have Kurt then no one could. ...Okay so he had thought about it once or twice, but the thought of Kurt actually being dead made him sick on the inside. He really just didn't want Kurt to fall for anyone...not until he had the courage to tell him himself...that he might possibly be...in love with Hummel. But right now, he needed to be 'the man' and be the bully they all knew.

"What the hell are you two doing here?" Dave demanded as he stepped out of the room into the hallway, moving towards the two love birds. Kurt turned around to him and said in a calm voice, "We're here for the benefit. Don't tell me you're going." Dave scowled. "I wouldn't be caught dead. I was pumping iron in the gym, and on of the guys told me you two were here spreading your fairy dust all over the place."

Blaine actually showed an emotion then that wasn't Mr. Perfect. "Would you just give it up? You can live whatever lie you want, but don't pretend the three of us don't know what's really going on here." For a moment a spark of fear went through Dave, the idea of everyone learning his secret. But he hid it with anger. "You don't know squat, butt boy!" And another surprise! Blaine moved forward and shoved Dave back! Maybe this guy wasn't a psycho waiting to happen. And Dave shoved him back, only to have Santana come rushing in and separate the two of them. He didn't even remember the rest of the conversation, since his mind just kept replaying the fact of how calm Kurt was...he wasn't scared anymore...And Dave couldn't decide if that was good or bad. Part of him loved causing fear in Kurt's eyes. It was the only time that Kurt was paying him attention. After Santana made some comment about having razor blades in her hair he left. What a weird chick. He'd be happy if he never had to deal with her again...

Quickly Dave went back into the gym. But he didn't stay there. He moved to the bathrooms. He made sure no one was in there before he nearly dove into a stall. Kurt had looked so fine in that outfit. His face..his eyes... He undid his pants and his mind drifted back to the day he had forced a kiss on Kurt. That shocked look in his eyes. But right now he didn't let his mind remember how Kurt had shoved him away. In his mind he had kissed Kurt again, passionately. And Kurt had responded.

Dave pulled his aching hard on from his pants and began to stroke himself, fast and hard. In his mind he had ripped Kurt's clothes from his body, exposing the pale beautiful skin there. He had spun Kurt around so he was facing the lockers, and then pressed him up against the cold hard metal. And then he had slid into him. The heat that would be there waiting for him...

Dave placed one hand on the stall door for support as he pumped himself with his other hand. He was panting loudly, a quiet groan forming. His hips moved forward into his hand like he was imaging them moving forward into Kurt's tight ass. Kurt would claw at the metal and make those beautiful musical whimpering noises and Dave would reach around to Kurt's own hard erection. He would pump him in time with his thrusts. "Oh God...Kurt...Kurt...so hot...tight...you like that don't you? Yeah...Nnn..." He would moan, though now he was actually panting those very same words into the bathroom. His face flushed with the effort, sweat beading on his forehead. Close. So close. In his mind pulled Kurt back against his chest, and Kurt turned his head to capture Dave's lips. In that heated kiss they would climax together. And that thought sent Dave over the edge. He gasped, his body jerking into his hand as he released. Slowly he stopped and sat down on the toilet, gathering himself. A few minutes later he had cleaned up and stepped out to wash his hands. Kurt had no idea what he did to him.

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Dave apparently did NOT have the best of luck. He also discovered that that Satan Bitch...sorry, Santana, was a very scary...and actually smart person. It only happened for a SECOND! Dave couldn't help himself. That new kid with the giant ass Angelina Jolie lips was getting a drink of water...and Dave had checked out his ass. He couldn't help it! Was there. Just begging to be looked at! And Santana had caught him. She forced him to have lunch with her and somehow...again Dave kind of spaced out, he saw Kurt through the window behind her with Blaine, damn he looked fine in that uniform! But somehow Santana had gotten him to agree to pretend to be her boyfriend so she could become Prom Queen or...whatever. And the first thing he had to do...he had to apologize in front of the Glee kids.

Dave took a deep breath and put on his most pathetic of faces...which really wasn't that pathetic looking. "First, I just want to say how sorry I am..for what I did to Kurt...and for what I've done to a lot of you. I think I've slushied every one of you." The memory of it came back and he seriously almost smiled. Their faces was always priceless. But he also came to realize...that cherry red slushy REALLY burned the eyes. So he went for green now. It tasted better anyway. But he bowed his head and regained his composure. "I treated Kurt the worst, and I'm really ashamed of who I am and what I did."

Out of everyone in this club of losers, the only person Dave really kinda feared...was Puck. Well that and his wrestler girlfriend. She was fucking scary. He remembered the day she threw even Santana down the hall. Creepy strong girl. Even though Sam had attacked him at one point after what happened with Kurt, and had even gotten in a few good licks...Puck was the one he feared. That guy had a criminal record. He wouldn't be surprised if someday the Mohawk was turned into a saw blade and he used it to kill everyone. But right now Puck had his arms crossed and was glaring at Dave. "Why should we believe you?" He fairly growled.

"You don't have to." Dave said. "I know I'll need to earn your trust. All I can say is that Santana has really helped me to see the light." Oh what a bunch of bullshit. This speech she wrote for him was awful. "She showed me all these stories online about kids jumping off bridges and hanging themselves because they were being bullied so bad. I couldn't believe someone could make another person feel that awful, but she helped me accept that I was one of those bad people, and I don't want to be anymore." It was all he could do not to roll his eyes. For an 'artist' this girl SUCKED with writing! Everyone was staring at him in confusion, and they looked back at Santana and then him again. Quinn spoke first, "Wait...Santana?" She said, pointing at the other girl. It was obvious they were having a hard time swallowing this. Not that even Dave could blame them. Not only was the bully telling them he was reformed, but that the school bitch had done something...nice? For free? Yeah right.

Santana didn't like the fact that they weren't just accepting it all right away, as she thought they should. She shifted in her seat, looking far too important. "This Glee Club is not complete." she said, getting up from her seat and moving over to Dave. "Not without Kurt. So I've taken it upon myself to try to rehabilitate Dave to see if maybe Kurt would consider coming back and help us win national. I did this for us, and then something funny happened." She smiled and Dave looked like he wanted to run, but she took his hand. It felt disgusting. How many other guys and girls had she TOUCHED with that hand? He forced himself not to throw up. "Something...called love." Everyone seemed to sway at that. The Asian chick made a face, "I'm going to barf." She muttered, and behind her Puck turned away, making gagging motions.

But Dave looked up. "I want Kurt to feel safe to come back, which is why..." Dave said, turning to his 'girlfriend'. "Santana and I have started a new club." He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close against him. "The Bully Whips." It so sounded like a sex toy. Santana smiled, "The name was my idea." And that would be why is sounded like a sex toy. "We're going to be like guardian angels." She said. And the Principal had their backs on this. Though their outfits sucked, Kurt would probably think they were completely fashionable. Even more so Dave wanted to die. "I'm planning on reaching out to Kurt personally, through Principal Figgins, to try to make amends. This is a chance to really change this place. I hope you can support us." He would never admit it to anyone but...he was actually serious about this. He fully planned on protecting Kurt from bullying. He didn't like the idea of him spending so much time with Blaine. They were together Dave had to make sure they broke up. So that he could get a chance. And like most teenager boys...he thought Kurt would be wild in bed. But first... He needed to get Kurt back.