Epilogue: (Four years later)

Dave and Kurt were having an outing. They had just celebrated adding on a new addition to the house, the one that required the nursery painted in yellows and green. Dave had insisted they not find out the sex of the baby, because it would be more fun that way. Now they were holding their newborn son, Tyler Maxwell Hummel-Karofsky. At Christmastime, six months after Tyler died, Dave had proposed, and the following May they had been married.

It was a year after that proposal that Kurt was sitting in the music room at McKinley. The glee club had just finished their last rehearsal before the big Christmas concert, and Dave, the really hot 11th grade algebra teacher, and husband of the music teacher stepped into the room. The room brought back a lot of memories of high school, but slowly over time as he taught with his husband, they were being replaced with good memories of laughter and some (okay quite a bit) of bickering. That particular evening, they were the last two in the building, with the night janitor set to come in a few hours later. Kurt looked beautiful playing Christmas songs and Dave stepped into the choir room.

"Sounds good baby."

"Shit, you scared me."
"Sorry."

"So, how was your day?"

"Good, long. The kids were mad that I made them do some algebra review before Christmas break."

"So, Mr. Karofsky is being mean, huh?"

"I am not a mean teacher!"

"Whatever you say, baby."

Kurt grinned at him mischievously, and Dave couldn't help but go over to the piano where his husband was sitting and kiss him.

"God, I love you."

"Honey, you know I'm an atheist, but I love you too."

Dave laughed against Kurt's mouth as he kissed him again.

Kurt moved closer to his husband and put his hand on Dave's crotch.

"I see you're hard already."

"What can I say, I have a really hot husband, and just picturing him, makes me feel all tingly and good."

"Well, then we better hurry before he shows up."

Dave laughed again until Kurt stood up and pulled his skin tight leather pants down.

He wasn't wearing underwear, which caused Dave to stop in his step and groan.

"Were you planning this?"

Kurt just batted his eyes at Dave and demurely stuck a finger in his mouth and sucked on it.

"Maybe."

Then he turned around bent over the piano and placed his hands on the music stand and then bent over.

Dave grew instantly hard, Kurt had already prepared himself. He was wet and gaping and he knew that sometime during the school day, Kurt had fingered himself open.

"When did you have time to do this?"

"Lunch break. I was so hot and horny, thinking about you fucking me over this piano."

"Really? How long have you had this fantasy?"

"Since high school. I dreamed about it a lot."

"Fuck, Kurt."

"Are you going to leave me waiting?"

"Fuck no."

Dave walked over and quickly removed his pant and shirts.

He pulled Kurt up, and removed his oversized sweater and put it on the top of the piano.

He then pulled Kurt to him and kissed him filthily and dirtily for what felt like minutes. He saw Kurt's lips were swollen and red, and he loved that sight of Kurt.

He turned Kurt back over, and Kurt put his hands back on the piano.

Kurt kicked the piano bench back and Dave moved behind him.

They had stopped using condoms after they got married, and Dave had never been more grateful for that.

He ran his fingers up and down Kurt's hole and felt Kurt shudder.

"Damnit, Dave. Just fuck me."

Dave groaned into Kurt's neck and bent him over, and then he pressed his cock to Kurt's fluttering hole. He pushed in slowly until he was to the hilt.

Kurt arched his back and then bent forward even more.

Dave started thrusting in hard and deep. He shifted his body and did it again, and that's when he heard Kurt cry out.

Dave knew he had hit Kurt's prostate and he kept going.

He reached around and grasped Kurt's cock gently. He made a hole with his hand and let Kurt fuck into it.

Kurt was moaning and shaking then with each thrust of Dave's cock into his prostate.

"Oh fuck, Dave, yes, Jesus, baby, don't stop."

Dave loved hearing Kurt's gibberish and cries and he increased the speed of his hand and his movement.

Then Kurt was crying out in a long wail and coming over Dave's hand and landing on the piano keys beneath him.

He felt Kurt clamp down on him and he was able to thrust twice more before the pulsing of Kurt's hole caused him to come and shoot deep inside his husband.

"Oh fuck, Kurt. Holy fuck that was hot."

Kurt was still holding himself up on the piano and breathing shakily as Dave slumped against his back. He was still inside him and he started to stir again when Kurt pushed back and told Dave to sit on the piano bench.

He sat on the bench as Kurt slowly started to move his hips. Dave had never recovered that fast before, but the movement on his cock made him start to harden.

Kurt was stroking his cock wantonly as he began to ride Dave faster and faster on the piano bench, until he was being impaled on Dave's cock. Dave thrust up just as Kurt moved down and by the tension in Kurt's body; he knew he had hit his prostate.

It wasn't long until both were reaching their climax again. This time though, Dave pulled out, even at Kurt's whining. They cleaned up and used the shower in the locker room. It was that night on their drive home from the school that they decided they wanted a family, a little boy or girl named Tyler, to love and spoil.

Three years later after heartache and troubles trying to adopt, Rachel offered to surrogate for them. They readily accepted and a year later, they were holding their son, Tyler.

And now they were in the zoo, looking at the gorillas. They had also taken Sara, Rachel and Puckerman's kid, and Lola, Azimio and Mercedes kid. And Dave was having a blast with the kids, making monkey faces with them and giving them ice cream.

Kurt had Tyler in the baby Bjorn, walking with him, and he saw Dave telling Lola and Sarah, all about the new van they were purchasing, because his car wasn't big enough for a family.

Kurt chuckled under his breath, "I told your crazy dad that he shouldn't have bought that car, Tyler. At least he listens to me now."

Kurt smiled as he watched Dave pick up the two little girls as they giggled and screamed.

He couldn't have been happier with the way his life had turned out. It had taken many twists and turns along the way, but in the end, he and Dave had always found their way back together, and as funny and strange as life turns out, it's amazing what you find when you look back on your life and see how closely you were really entwined all along.