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"Merry Christmas Mr. Shue"
Will Shuester was caught off guard by the sight of Artie standing in his doorway. Will had seen Artie in his Re-Walk the week before in the choir room, but he still wasn't used to it. The Re-Walk was a kind of mechanical exoskeleton that allowed the normally wheelchair bound Artie to stand and walk. It had "magically" appeared under Brittany's Christmas tree, and while it's origins weren't exactly clear, Artie had been more than grateful at his new mobility.
Though surprised, Will was glad to see Artie. Sue and the glee club kids had decorated a three for him the night before, but they had all gone home to their families, leaving Will alone on Christmas. He had been sound asleep on the couch when the doorbell had stirred him awake. After the initial jolt, Will warmed to a smile, which Artie returned.
"Merry Christmas Artie, what are you doing here?"
Will motioned him inside, and with a slow, mechanical grace, Artie walked inside the apartment. After a few feet, Artie stopped and pivoted a little to better face Mr. Shue. It occurred to Will how cute Artie was. Artie was decidedly nerdy, but in a way that Will found adorable. His legs where strapped into the Re-Walk, but Will noticed blue jeans underneath. Artie was wearing a dorky Christmas sweater with reindeer sprawled across it (undoubtedly a gift from who ever gives him all hi other dorky sweaters.) A light jacket over that with a silly woven cap that had flaps over the ears and long braids on either side.
"I wanted to go for a walk." Artie said. The depth of that statement wasn't lost on Will. Artie's face lit up when he said it, which made Will return his smile. "I brought you some Christmas cookies." Artie said as he removed a small gift bag that had been hung off of one of his crutches. "I didn't think you should be alone on Christmas morning. I thought these might...." Artie didn't finish his statement, but laughed to himself. His mouth, all teeth, grew wide with a smile and he half looked away.
"What is it Artie?" Shue said smiling. "What's so funny?"
Artie made eye contact and tried to stop giggling. "Um...you are kind of....busting out...."
Shue looked confused and then looked down. Shue's hard dick was sticking straight out of his boxer shorts. It probably had been since he had answered the door. Shue instinctively covered himself with both hands and turned away. "Oh, sorry Artie....I um."
Artie just laughed openly this time. "Don't worry about it Mr. Shue. Happens to me every morning too." Artie smiled as Shue turned completely away and, without anything to cover himself within reach, just stood there. "Besides," Artie said, his voice getting low in an attempt to be sexy, "It's not anything I haven't seen before." Shue's back straightened at this. Without turning around, Shue said, "Artie....why did you really come over this morning?" Shue's voice was suspicious but also playful.
Shue heard silence for a moment, then heard the sound of a zipper pull. "I came to give you your present." Artie's voice was really deep now, and Shue smiled. For a second, just a second, Shue thought that he shouldn't be doing this with a student (again). But that was only a second. Shue turned around slowly, moving his hands so that Artie could see his fully erect cock sticking out of his boxers. He wasn't really surprised to see Artie had undone his pants and his semi-erect penis was hanging out of his fly. Shue smiled, which Artie returned.
Shue took a step toward Artie and then stopped, "Sorry Artie, do you need to sit down?" Artie smiled again, "I've been sitting a lot lately....I'd rather stand." Shue was touched by this statement, and felt the uncontrollable desire to kiss Artie. He leaned in and kissed Artie hard on the lips. Artie was surprised, but within a second, he began to kiss Shue back. After what seemed like a long time, they broke apart and Shue buried his face in Artie's shoulder. Shue wrapped his arms around Artie and slipped his hand under the back of Artie's sweater. Artie had to keep his hands on his crutches, so he just stood there as Mr. Shue ran his hands up and down Artie's back and around his sides. Shue's warm hands felt so good on Artie's cool skin.
Without being prompted, Shue started working at the straps that were spun over his chest to keep him in his Re-Walk. Shue could tell from the rigging that he couldn't just take them off or Artie might fall, so he carefully began maneuvering around and over, unfastening one strap, pulling up the clothes from under it, then refastening the strap. It took some doing, but just when Artie was about to say that he could just sit down if it was easier, when he felt his sweater pull over his head. Artie's chest, now bare, was immediately set upon by Shue, who began licking his chest and sucking his nipples.
Artie shifted his weight a little so he could free one hand from the crutch and grasped it around Shue's hard dick. Shue moaned softly around Artie's nipple and Artie gently tugged on his cock. Shue was also gently tugging Artie's dick, which was now fully erect. Shue knelt in from of Artie and pulled his jeans and underwear down as far as they would go (about mid-thigh before the straps of the Re-Walk stopped them). Shue quickly stripped out of his t-shirt and boxers and was fully naked on his knees when he took all of Artie's nine plus inches into his mouth and down his throat. This was a feat that most people could not accomplish, and one that Artie didn't remember Shue being able to do last time, but however he was doing it, it felt great.
Shue would gag a little sometimes, but for the most part, he appeared to deep throat Artie with ease. Artie had never done this standing up (he hadn't done a lot of things standing up) but he loved it. While balancing on one crutch, Artie put his free hand on top of Mr. Shue's head. He ran his fingers through the curly locks that Coach Sylvester seemed to hate so much. Mr. Shue looked up and made eye contact for a long time while bobbing up and down on Artie's dick. Artie just smiled.
After several minutes, Artie thought he was getting pretty close already and was about to suggest slowing down when Mr. Shue pulled off and gasped for air. While still catching his breath, he muttered, "You....got....a condom?" Shue stroked Artie's cock while he said it and smiled afterward. Artie reached down into his pants pocket and pulled out a magnum condom. Shue tore it open with his teeth and rolled it quickly onto Artie's dick. Without any direction or instruction, Shue stood in front of Artie and turned his back to Artie. He then bent at the waist and began to slowly back toward Artie's dick.
"Wait," Artie said softly, putting his hand on Mr. Shue's ass. "This will probably go better with some lube. Got anything we can use? Mr. Shue stood, smiled at Artie, and disappeared into the bedroom. Moments later he emerged with a small bottle of KY (clearly a holdover from when he was married). Artie held out his hand and Shue squirted a big puddle of lube in it. Shue assumed the same position as before, bent at the waist, presenting his ass to Artie. Artie put his hand to Mr. Shue's ass and spread it all over his hole. Artie gingerly poked Shue's asshole with a finger, loosening him until finally getting his finger halfway inside.
Shue moaned with delight. Artie had picked up some new tricks apparently. Artie spent at least five minutes slowly working in and out of Shue's butt. Artie had worked up to three fingers when Shue finally protested. "Artie, just give it to me!" Artie was happy to obliged. Artie aimed his cock at Shue's ass and without much effort slid the tip inside of Shue's ass. Shue cried out in a moan, but Artie could tell from his tone that he didn't want him to stop. Artie put his free hand on Shue's hip and slowly guided him back. Shue slowly pushed himself back on Artie's huge dick. At the half-way point, with a little more than 4 inches inside him. Shue stopped, thinking for a moment that there is no way he could take more. He stayed still, trying to adjust to the feeling inside him.
After a minute or two, Shue was about to give up and pull off, as the thought of getting fucked by this giant cock terrified him. At this point, Artie spoke softly, but with a tone that denoted once again that Artie was in charge, "Come on Mr. Shue, you can do better than that." Shue looked over his shoulder at Artie, who smiled. This look was all the inspiration that Shue needed to remind him that as much as it hurt, it also turned him on like nothing before in his life.
Shue put his eyes forward again and slowly began to push back once more onto Artie's dick. After another inch, Shue began to cry out, "Ohhh!" Shue called out. He was really being too loud for someone that lived in an apartment building. Artie tried to quiet him, but Shue continued to shout as he forced another inch inside of him. And then another. With a final scream, Shue shoved himself back hard with a yelp and all of Artie's dick was inside him. Artie continued to try to quiet him, which Shue did finally, settling into a someone constant moan of pain.
"Mr. Shue, maybe we should stop." Artie said seriously. "NO!" Shue cried, then quieted down, "No" he said more calmly. "I want to Artie." Shue stayed where he was for about 60 seconds, trying to adjust to the equivalent of having a security guards giant flash light up your ass. Finally, he began to slowly pull off of Artie's dick, but only about an inch before pushing back to the base. Shue built of a slow rhythm and within a minute he was gently fucking himself about an inch in and out with each stroke.
Artie, sensing that Shue was ready spoke, "You do all the work. Fuck yourself on my dick. More....take more of it." Shue, hearing his, began moving six inches off of Artie, then back down. This was clearly more intense as Shue once again made some loud noises while doing it. Shue was just starting to get comfortable with this much when Artie said softly, but firmly, "More. All of it." Shue did as he was told and began pumping up and down, withdrawing off of Artie's dick almost completely before slamming back down on it hard. Since Artie was in his Re-Walk, Shue had to do all the work. At some moments, Artie could have almost lost his balance with Shue slamming back into him, so he was bracing himself with his crutch.
After a few more moments of fucking himself on Artie's dick, Shue felt that familiar tingle. He hadn't been stroking himself, but had remained rock hard. He was still surprised when, without any touching at all, his cock began shooting cum onto the floor below. Shue didn't even have time to say that he was cumming, but instead slammed all the way down once more onto Artie's cock and stayed there as his own cock finished cumming and shuddered from the effort. Artie couldn't see what was happening, but knew anyway. The idea that Shue had come just from getting fucked was enough to send Artie over the edge.
"I'm gonna cum Mr. Shue, " Artie managed to get out while panting. Shue pulled himself off of Artie's dick and quickly spun around. He knelt once more in front of Artie and barely got the condom off before Artie's dick exploded, painting Mr. Shue's face with thick, white hot cum. Artie's body contorted as his intense orgasm rattled through him. Artie had closed his eyes at climax, but as he finished, he opened them to see Mr. Shue smiling up at him, his face covered in cum. Artie smiled back. Mr. Shue said, almost in a whisper, "Merry Christimas to me."