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With only the tile wall seperating them, Artie felt releived that he hadn't stepped over the line. Artie washed as he listened to Sam talk about music. They even sang a little bit until finally Artie heard the water shut off next to him. Artie had been done showering for a while, but was enjoying being next to a naked Sam too much to turn off the water. He did so now. Before long, Sam had brought him a towel, helped him dry off (with Artie trying to hide his semi-erect cock to only limited success) and helped him back into his chair and dressed. Sam had dressed in a flash, the whole time talking. Turned out that once you got to know him, Sam was quite the chatter box.
Artie started to put on his shoes (which wasn't easy in his chair) so without a word, Same knelt in front of him and took the shoe away from him. As Sam put each shoe on Artie and tied them neatly, Artie focused on Sam's big lips. They glistened as he spoke. Artie couldn't help but notice how big Sam's mouth was. After tying the last knot, Sam looked up at Artie and caught him staring. For a brief moment, they locked eyes. Artie really liked what he saw. Sam seemed to like it to.
"So, you need a ride Artie?" Sam said.
Artie snapped back to reality. "Um, sure, that would be great." Artie had finished dressing by putting his glasses back on. He and Sam continued to talk as they went out to Sam's beat up car in the parking lot. Sam had tried to help Artie into the passender seat, but Artie had politely declined. As much as he liked being picked up by Sam, he didn't want Sam to think he liked it to much. Also, Artie usually liked doing things like this himself. In a well practiced technique, Artie easily maneuvered into the passender seat, thus demonstrating his "mad upper body strength."
Sam had quickly folded Artie's chair and thrown it in the back and they were off. Artie couldn't help but once again think of Puck. He thought of how he and Puck and Mike Chang and gone to the abandoned building and had sex. He and Sam were enjoying each other's company. When Sam had asked if Artie wanted to come back to his house to hang out for a little, Artie had of course said yes with his big toothy grin. They talked about so many things along the way. About Quinn and Tina mostly, but also about glee club, about football. Artie felt like maybe being the new kid in school gave Sam a small taste of the way Artie had felt ever since his accident. Artie thought that maybe Sam felt, as Artie did, that there wasn't anything wrong with himself, but rather, with everyone else.
Sam lived in a run down house in the sticks, a good ten minutes from the outer edge of town. When they pulled into the drive way and parked. Artie noticed that he couldn't see another house, just a huge yard and lots of trees. When he commented on it, Sam confirmed that the nearest neighbor was two miles away. Sam remarked that since his mom wasn't home, maybe they should just chill in the car, considering how nice it was out. So they sat for another ten minutes or so, discussing so many different topics. Artie was glad that he hadn't tried to make a move. Sam was a special guy, and Artie would have hated to ruin it by making an unwelcome advance.
Artie had looked out the window and talking. When he looked back toward Sam, he was suprised to find that he had slid across the bench front seat of the car and was right next to him. Before Artie had a chance to say anything, Sam's big lips were pressing against Artie's. Artie was surprised, then amazed, then very very content. Whatever feelings Artie had thought were there really were, and Artie relished in the pleasure of kissing the adorable boy sitting next to him.
After nearly a full minute, Sam finally broke away from Artie and buried his head in the nape of Artie's neck. Sam was whispering in Artie's ear. There was almost a panic in his voice, but he still seemed shy and at the same time happy. "Was that okay Artie? Please tell me that was okay, cause I just really wanted to...and I thought maybe you..." Artie whispered back, "It is ok. I think I wanted you to." They sat like this for a little while in silence, neither of them doing anything, both of them a little afraid to move. Finally, Sam lay his head on Artie's shoulder and began to speak. He explained that when more than a few people had questioned his sexuality upon his arrival at McKinley, he had gotten very self-conscience about it. Then when Kurt had approached him to do a solo, it was clear that Kurt was into him, but while Kurt was a cute guy, Sam just didn't feel a connection to him. Sam explained that he didn't know
exactly what he was: gay, bi, straight, something in between? At hearing this, Artie chimed in, "that's how I feel." It felt so good to say it out loud. Even though he had had sex with a girl and more than a few guys, Artie still didn't know exactly what he wanted, but he knew he was having a good time with Sam. Artie gently kissed Sam this time.
The two kissed for several minutes. Artie was the first to reach his hand toward Sam's chest. He put his hand up under Sam's t-shirt and felt his erect nipples. Sam didn't have a hair on his chest. Once Artie had started the petting, Sam followed along. Sam began to feel Artie't toned chest through his shirt. He unbuttoned Arties shirt and slipped his hand inside his undershirt. After a few more minutes of this, both boys were completely hard.
Sam had started rubbing Artie crotch through his pants and could tell what he had already known from the brief glimpse at Artie in the shower, Artie's cock was huge. Sam looked up at Artie with his hair down in his face, "Can I see it?" Artie grinned again and shook his head yes. Sam unbuttoned and unzipped Artie's pants and pulled down the front of his underwear, at which point, Artie's hudge nine plus inche dick popped up like a jack in the box.
Sam laughed and commented, "Wow, that is bigger than I thought!" Artie laughed as Sam wrapped his hand around Artie's big dick and slowly started stroking him. After a minute of gentle stroking, Artie said, "Can I see yours too?" Sam smiled, but with a little nervousness. He leaned back in the seat enough to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants. Sam pulled down his underwear to reveal an equally hard if slightly smaller dick. Fully erect, Sam was about six inches, but even thicker than Artie's. Sam seemed almost embarrassed. Artie thought this odd for such a confident guy, especially considering that it was a great looking cock. Artie smiled and put his hand around Sam's cock. "Very nice". Sam smiled back at him. They say gently tugging each other's dicks.
After a little longer, Artie leaned over and kissed Sam again. Artie whispered, "do you want to do more?" Sam seemed nervous again. "I'm sorry Artie, I don't know if I am ready for anything else.....I've never done anything like this before." Artie smiled again and whispered back, "Of course it's okay. No rush right?" as he gave another gentle tug on Sam's dick. He and Sam kissed again and again. After another five minutes or so, Sam broke a kiss with Artie to say, "I think I'm gonna....." but he didn't get the word cum out of his mouth before that is just what he did. Artie could feel in his hand as Sam's cock exploded cum out in thick shots. Sam was leaned back, so the cum hit his t-shirt, the first three shots painting him nearly to his chin. Sam gasped for air as he came, his big mouth contorted in a mix of pleasure and surprise. Artie smiled wide as he watched the young guy wrything in pleasure. After he had cum, Sam
collapsed back onto the seat with a shudder.
Sam smiled big at Artie when he finally opened his eyes again. Sam leaned forward once more and put both of his hands around Artie's big dick. Even hand over hand, Artie's dick was so long that it stuck out the top of Sam's big hands. Sam pumped briskly up and down (kind of the way he had seen an amish woman churn butter once). Artie's eyes rolled back in his head with pleasure. It was less than a minute before Artie began to pant lightly. Artie had the presence of mind to grab his shirt and yank it up just as he started to shoot. Artie came hard and Sam was amazed at how much of it there was. Five good shots before cum dribbled instead of shooting. Artie's almost hairless chest was covered in his own cum. When Artie finally recovered from his ejaculation, he opened his eyes to see Sam towering over him with a smile on his face.
Sam carefully removed his cum stained shirt, as to not get cum in his hair. He folded it in on itself to use a dry part to clean Artie's chest. When they were done and re-dressed, (except for Sam's cum soaked t-shirt, which was now balled up in the floor board, Sam got out and walked around the car to get out Artie's wheelchair. "What are you doing?" Artie said. Sam smiled again, "Let's go inside. My mom should be home soon, and I thought maybe you could stay for dinner." They smiled at each other again (smiling seemed to be both of their specialties). "You do still wanna hang out right?"
End of part 6.