So, the idea behind this episode, entitled “The First Time,” is that these teenaged werewolves are ripe for the plucking and fucking. It’s important you keep that idea in mind since no actual plucking and fucking happens. It’s an optical illusion, like this poster from your fourth grade classroom:

slightly more sexual than this episode, maybe that's a lez thing though

So, Glee exists in a special upside-down world where pre-teen Brittany is nonchalantly statutorily raped in a tent at cheerleader camp and ragingly hormonal 16-year-old boys keep finding emotional excuses to avoid the horizontal mambo. To be fair, however, Finn is a lesbian and boy does he show his Sapphic side this episode!

thinking about trying out for the third season of the real l word just to get out of ohio

So I’m just gonna recap the subjectively relevant parts, but for all ye children who live in caves or boxes without light or air or televisions, let me briefly describe the program’s other events.

There’s a subplot involving Coach Beiste and the recruiter from Ohio State (I’ll get to that conundrum in a tad, don’t you worry) striking up a romance over a shared love of football. As sweet as it tried to be, just because she’s a masculine woman doesn’t mean she’d be a 54-year-old virgin or need sex advice from a 17-year old in sweater vest! Remember the Will Schuster Pity-Kiss Episode? I just did. She’s not a sexual charity case for crying out loud. Basically, everyone treats her like Susan Boyle.

maybe we can run away together to columbus

Also, Mike the Dancer’s father is stalking his son to tell Mike that he’s gotta quit dancing and the musical because Mike’s Dad sucked at tennis. Dad used up all the dreams, so there are no dreams left for other Changs. Dad disowns Mike, Harry Shum Jr tries to make a frowny face, and says, “then I guess I don’t have a Dad anymore,” at which point I laughed almost as hard as I did at the end when Kurt showed up with a nighstick.

Dad I told you to stop following me everywhere, it's embarassing

LEZ GO!

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We open with Artie and The Amazing Technicolor Cardigan wheeling around school, talking about himself. He gets a Chaz Bono joke in there, because the only thing I love more than Artie is a Chaz Bono joke.

it's true

We cut quickly to the McKinely Musical Mashtacular where Lea Michele and Darren Criss are killing Tonight from West Side Story and for one sweet moment the world is nothing but lovely music and teenage hopes/dreams.

blow job face

For the ensuing 50 moments the world is penis. I haven’t been forced to have so many thoughts about penises since that one episode of The Real L Word. Speaking of the thunder down under, Artie incomprehensibly tells Blaine & Rachel that in order to properly capture the groin-centric yearnings of Tony and Maria, the two must engage in sexual intercourse ASAP. This school is a cesspool of sin. See:

So, back in the hapless hallways of McKinley High, Rachel saddles up to her enormous boyfriend with a beat-the-cheeks attitude and a gloriously Rebecca-Black-inspired poster for the Class President Student Council Body Leader election I’d completely forgot about. Finn’s on the fence regarding voting ’cause Kurt’s his brother, Rachel’s his girlfriend and he’s got a lot of respect for Ron Paul.

she even made a poster to publicly declare her toppiness

Rachel rubs up on Finn like her vagina is about to explode and Finn makes a Maalox face, which means they’re gonna have sex.

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Kurt, preparing for his future blending in to the magic of Disney’s Jungle Cruise as a Tour Guide, has slaughtered an entire Safari and re-composed it as a multi-piece clothing-related ensemble, which he’s wearing while talking about dorky musical theater things with his dorky dancing boyfriend. It’s cute.

Speaking of wild animals, Kurt’s curious if Blaine’s opinion of Kurt has been tainted by the frequent references to and episodes about Kurt’s fey unsexiness or if Blaine’s still interested in fingering Kurt’s taint.

you see this shirt? this is mormon underwear. this shit doesn't come off.

Blaine: “Are you crazy? You’re the single most interesting kid in all of Ohio.”
Kurt: “I mean, like… sexually. I mean, we are playing it awfully safe by not granting our hands visas to travel south of the equator.”

Here’s why:

The dynamic duo continue chatting about how maybe they should wear baggier jeans if they’re never gonna unzip:

Blaine: “I thought that’s what we wanted.”
Kurt: “It is. I’m just wondering… do you ever have the urge to just rip off each other’s clothes and get dirty?”
Blaine: “But that’s why they invented masturbation…”

Masturbation: a new invention brought to you by the same guy who put the ram in the rama-langa-ding dong. Regardless, Blaine and Kurt are Jedi Masters of restraint thus far and unlike his Hot-and-Cold castmate, Blaine is either too scared or too dreamy to jump into bed for artistic purposes.

Blaine: “Hey, I’m serious. We’re young, we’re in high school, yeah, we have urges, but whatever we do, I want to make sure you’re comfortable, so I can be comfortable. And besides, tearing off all your clothes is sort of a tall order.”
Kurt:“Because of the layers?”
Blaine: “Because of the layers.”

As much as Blaine allegedly loves his boyf, Kurt’s got ample reason to be insecure — whereas Blaine’s strapping good looks are a consistent conversation topic, Blaine won’t even throw Kurt a bone(r) in a conversation about Kurt’s perceived sexiness. Tell your boyfriend he’s hot, weirdo! At the same time Blaine’s got the personality of a dork who accidentally grew up handsome but doesn’t know it yet. I think Kurt knows it, though, and it makes him nervous.

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Cut to Dalton, where Kurt & Blaine’s march toward sodomy is further derailed by Sebastian Valmont McEvil the Eighth, a brand new warbler and Blaine Superfan.

this is my "whatever" face

So, when Blaine stops back at Dalton — stepping right into an unnecessary musical number involving a hoard of teenage boys flirting suggestively with a suggestively-attired teacher — to hand-deliver an entire “block” of West Side Story tickets to his ol’ pals, Blaine meets this douchebag straight away. “Once a Warbler, always a Warbler,” says Sebastian Valmont McEvil the 8th. He’s gay and a villan. A “gillin,” if you will.

hey teacher, leave those kids alone

The two retire to the Study to chit-chat about Blaine’s decision to leave Dalton and Sebastian’s decision to be 100x cooler than everyone else ever.

This convo is intercut with Santana and Wendla Bergmann doing “A Boy Like That,” which is so hot that probably Santana’s shoe could set Michael Jackson’s hair on fire. This unfortunate editing is reminiscent of when Nikki & Shane’s bathroom sex romp was unnecessarily intercut with Bette & Tina’s Dance to the Death in The L Word Episode 607 (obviously Bette & Tina’s Dance was the only thing I wanted to see.) (SHENNY FOREVER)

captain's log stardate 11-8-2011: this ship has sailed

Sebastian Vandermint: “I could really use some more insights from you, Blaine. You know, Warbler to Warbler.”

i know what you mean but i really think unions are an important unification strategy to combat ohio's war on the middle class, you know?

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In the locker room, Finn, because he’s stupid, asks Puck for advice on “condom brands” in a hushed tone he’d usually reserve for asking one of his lesbian sisters for an extra hand with that Diva cup. Puck never uses ’em, however, so Finn’s got no choice now but to check Consumer Reports or The Internet. His brain hurts just thinking about it.

Is thinking about Tegan & Sara

A recruiter from Ohio State has stopped by McKinley to recruit Finn Hudson, which is maybe one of the top ten most ridiculous truth-stretching plot twists in the history of Glee. As a University of Michigan alumnus with at least five Ohio State alums in my extended family and, most importantly, as a person who has watched five seasons of Friday Night Lights in the last six weeks — I CALL BULLSHIT. If Luke and Matt Serasen couldn’t bag a scholarship to TMU, Finn Hudson’s got a better chance of making it into Ilene Chaiken’s pants than he does Ohio State.

Meanwhile in The Hallway, Blaine’s got extra pep in his step now that he knows it’s better down where it’s wetter, take it from me. Blaine wants to live it up! Since this is Lima I assume living it up will include cow-tipping and going up the down staircase at the mall.

Even the sturgeon and the ray, they get the urge 'n' start to play

Blaine: “West Side Story is all about living outside of your safe little world. Don’t you want to wake up every day and be adventurous, and experience everything in life you can?”

Clearly Blaine’s ready to top Kurt’s Eiffel Tower or whatever, but Kurt’s been assembling a bucket list on his Apple iPhone™ with slightly more innocent desires, like having sex with Taylor Lautner and becoming CEO of Logo wherein his first executive order would be to force AfterEllen to link to us.

Kurt: “I know, I know it’s stupid.”
Blaine: “No, it’s not. It’s hot.”
Kurt: “Well, anyway, we’re young, so we’ve got all the time in the world to be adventurous.”
Blaine: “Don’t you think now is the time to be adventurous? While we’re still young?”

Kurt’s totally flummoxed by this because he’s a teenager and teenagers hate sex. It’s like the Brussel Sprouts of adolescence – so good for you, but hard to swallow.

Some time in the next approximate moment, we see Blaine and Sebastian at the coffee shop, where Blaine is enchanted by Sebastian’s memories of drinking expensive things I can’t spell in Paris.

Such wonderful things surround you, what more is you lookin' for?

Blaine tells Sebastian that he’s got a boyfriend, Sebastian says “that doesn’t bother me if it doesn’t bother you,” and before Blaine can finish explaining why they chose monogamy over polyamory despite Dan Savage’s advice, Kurt shows up! Right there in the casa de coffee!  WHOA! HEY-O!

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my baby loves his lube

Despite it being the final week of rehearsals for West Side Story, Kurt quickly agrees that he and Blaine will accompany Sebastian to SCANDALS, a nightclub for friends.

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So, Finn poisons his vegan girlfriend with meat and then she wants to have sex with his meaty head. Unlike, say, a 17-year-old straight boy in high school dating a hot chick who wants to bang, Finn ditches the fireside snuggle-related do-si-do when Rachel lets it slip that she’s only doing “it” to become a better Maria. In fact, Finn’s so disgusted that he buries his head in a pear tart and dies.

YAWN

Just kidding! Just like the lesbian we all know he is, Finn gets his emotions and his panties tied in a wad and withdraws his sexual affection, retreating to the kitchen to eat his feelings. Pear tart, I believe.

don't tell me you already came in your pants

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Cut to one of McKinley’s many classrooms reserved for heart-to-hearts and marshmallow-sorting, where Rachel has gathered the Women of McKinley for Real Talk about Sex. She explains how her hubris spoiled her shot at Finn’s hot beef injection. She says she feels SO BAD about it and Brit-Brit and Tina agree, “that’s really bad.”

Consciousness Raising 2011

Quinn tells Rachel to wait, because, you know. Babies. In this day and age with so much hot sauce out there in the world, you can never be too careful.

Quinn: “I’m not just talking about getting pregnant. I’m talking about losing something you can never get back. It changes you. It makes everything more complicated.”

So basically, sex is like the retainer I dropped behind my bed eleven years ago. Anyhow, Brittany blithely reveals that she lost it to a guy who crawled into her tent at cheerleading camp. “Alien invasion,” she explains, but before you can say “um, what!?!?” we’re onto the next heterosexual love tale, because Ryan Murphy hates women.

i didn't even have to take off my skirt

Santana: “I also think you should wait. Speaking from experience, Finn is terrible in bed.”
Tina: “Santana that is not cool.”

Mmmm, except it’s the coolest thing anybody’s said this episode.

santana is prepping her nails in anticipation of her 456th time

Santana, busy filing her manicure down to an appropriate lesbian length, recalls sex with Finn, who may or  may not have been her first lesbian lover, with perfect detail:

Santana: “What, if Rachel wants my sloppy seconds she should at least know the truth. It was like being smothered by a sweaty out-of-breath sack of potatoes that somebody soaked in body spray.”

Then Tina starts in talking about how Mike Chang was her first love and it was perfect and they “just knew” it was time and YAWN YAWN.

Oh, btw, these Vagina Monologues are intercut with YET ANOTHER brilliant Santana/Rachel West Side Story number, underscoring Ryan Murphy’s relative inadequacy as a writer when compared to Stephen Sondheim.

it's the bitch of living with nothing but your hand

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Cut to the surprisingly accurate set for Scandals the small town gay bar. Kurt & Blaine find S-Bast posing for an imaginary Abercrombie & Fitch photoshoot at the bar with a beer for Blaine and a Shirley Temple for Kurt. It’s Drag Queen night, which I think is just an extra present from Glee to the Parents Television Council.

uh yup, i'm dating the most beautiful boy in lima, it's a fact

Before long the Gillin is all up in Blaine’s grillin’ and they’re dancing like they’ve never danced before. Meanwhile at the bar, Kurt nibbles on his Shirley Temple and small-talks OH GUESS WHO IT IS Karofsky! Karofsky looks about 45, identifies as a “bear cub,” and loves his new high school. Let’s give it up for Karofsky! Yayayayayay!

Kurt says something tender to Karofsky that makes you suddenly remember why you like this kid — when you find out what he’s actually been thinking, it can be semi-profound.

good disguise, karofsky

Cut to the parking lot. Blaine is at the stage of drunk where you say things like, “I just wanna make art and help people” and Kurt is at the stage of exasperated where when Blaine pounces on him like a tiger in the backseat Kurt freaks out and says he’s not fucking Blaine because Blaine was dancing with that dude all night, duh.

but you don't even have a jacket

Blaine refuses to get back in the car and volunteers to walk home all the way from West Lima, which should take about nine hours.

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Cut to West Side Story, starring The Glee Club and a handful of extras. First the cast brings Artie flowers and thanks him for making everyone feel bad about being virgins.

thank you artie for breaking up with brittany so we could have a very minor lesbian storyline

THEN THE SHOW GOES ON! yayayayayay!!! West Side Story involves Puck’s best Cheech & Chong impression, Santana’s hot tamale and a ton of girls compulsively swishing their skirts around, probably to air out that not-so-nice burning feeling between the thighs acquired from Puck the No-Condom Man.

Now that Santana has demonstrated how an entire Teenage Sex Riot can be contained in one human body, Blaine and Rachel are concerned about their upcoming performances:

Blaine: “How are we, as virgins, supposed to follow that?”
Rachel: “Tony and Maria were soulmates. Against all odds they found each other. I know what that’s like, and I know that you do too. So we just have to play that, we as actors have to tap into that.”

Why tap that when you can tap into that, amirite?

after all, if darren and lea can pretend to be virgins, certainly rachel and blaine can pull off a musical number

Everyone loves the show, I also love the show (West Side Story) and wish we could’ve seen it instead of this show (Glee)!

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After the performance, Blaine is hopping around onstage when Kurt emerges wearing real human clothes for the first time this episode. They have a super-special heart to heart, Kurt tells Blaine that Blaine takes his breath away, cue the violins, Blaine looks like he’s gonna cry, and then they decide to go home and have sex.

GAY KISS ABOVE SEE GAY KISS GAYKISS

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In other sex-related scenes, Rachel stops by Finn’s, where he’s feeling sorry for himself about not getting into Ohio State, where he could’ve been besties with my Intern. Rachel & Finnigan snuggle up by the fireplace which I guess is code for him putting his beef in her taco.

i want you to know that i couldn't pick a condom brand, so i just got some saran wrap instead

Meanwhile, Kurt and Blaine are ALSO lying on a bed with all their clothes on, rubbing their noses together. You know what that means dontcha?

Sex? Um. I guess we’ll have to be satiated by Santana making love to the dance floor.

These “sex” moments are intercut with the next night’s performance of “One Hand, One Heart.” As the song comes to an end, the camera drifts to Kurt waiting in the wings in his hot cop gear with the night stick, and I wet my pants laughing.

who's ready for a game of cops and robbers

So, in conclusion — I’ve seen heaps of First Time episodes at this point in my life (Degrassi: The Next Generation, Gossip Girl, Dawson’s Creek, Beverly Hills 90210, Friday Night Lights, The OC, Seventh Heaven, etc) and you know, perhaps I’m just a hopeless trashwhore but I feel like kids on teevee have at least 76 more complicated “am I ready?” feelings about potential sexual encounters than actual teenagers (except, of course, for kids who think sex is a sin and/or had abstinence-only sex ed, they probably have more complicated feelings). Like part of being “ready” is knowing that you’re ready and not having to ask every girl you know whether or not she thinks you’re ready.

“I know some things are worth waiting for, kids, but this episode is NOT one of them!”
– Buck Hollywood

But you know what is worth waiting for? NEXT WEEK ON GLEE: