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It had been just over a week since Finn's unfortunate run in with Blaine and his once enormous sense of embarrassment had finally subsided, however talking to Blaine was still something he avoided, how was he supposed to talk to some after they had seen him at maybe his most vulnerable, especially a gay dude? Every time Finn re-lived the event he became annoyed with the warbler... he shouldn't have been there! Who just walks into another guy's room?! Sharing a bathroom with Kurt was enough but a bedroom as well it was getting too much he felt like he had left privacy behind at his old house. He hardly had time to pee in the morning let alone anything else, Finn would never understand what took Kurt so long in the bathroom and truth be told he didn't think he wanted to find out, he definitely wouldn't be walking in on him to find out. But another question that always passed through his head was whether or not Blaine... actually enjoyed watching him jerk off? Sure Blaine said he said he didn't see anything but that was like gay porn for him right? All Finn knew was if he had walked in on a girl masturbating he would have been turned on to say the least. And Blaine had called his `method' boring!
It was no secret Finn wasn't exactly sexually experienced, but masturbating? How could he not be good at something he got so much practise at? He had also became very conscious of the fact Blaine had seen other guys jerking off, the only other guys he had seen were the ones in pornos, and his attention was never really on them, it made him think Blaine was judging his performance against those other guys, and he was losing. But how was he meant to get any better? He had spent the week wracking his brain and shamelessly the internet for answers. After all masturbation is not exactly a conversation you bring up in the locker room or between rehearsals and definitely not something to ask Miss Pillsbury about. What could he be missing out on?
Snapping out of his day dream he tried to focus on the blackboard, a lot of misspelled words were scrawled across the wall in chalk, oh right this is Spanish class he remembered. Finn had been finding it hard to be enthusiastic or even alert during these classes even for Mr Schuester who was easily his favourite teacher, but Spanish? Just speak English already. Feeling Mr Schuh's presence come up behind him he quickly propped up his body trying his best to look engaged. Mr Schuh glided straight by Finn to the front of class reaching across the board wiping it clean, Finn could see the two girls sitting in front of him clearly checking out the teacher's tight ass. Watching him he wondered how Mr Schuh masturbated, whether you still did it at his age. "Eurghh" Why was I thinking about that?! Becoming conscious of his own thoughts Finn wondered were that had come from? Realising half the class including Puck and Mike who wore the exact same face, a mixture of confusion and disgust, were looking at him following his outburst, he tried to look as casual as possible. Mr Schuh was also looking directly at him, he was speaking in Spanish the only work he recognised was "Finn". Registering his blank expression Mr Schuh repeated, "Is everything okay Finn? Do you need to step outside?" The tone was more irritated than concern.
"No I'm good thanks Mr Schuh"
"Perhaps opening your text book would help." Finn hadn't even noticed this; he quickly opened his book and put his pen tip to the paper as the bell rang. "Saved by the bell it seems" Half the class had already made their way to the door when Mr Schuh spoke again "And boy's I'll see you at four, I can't wait to see the performances you've been working on." The statement was met with mocking wolf whistles and laughter. Finn finally shoved his stuff into his backpack and arose from his seat. Puck sat at the desk next to his waiting, Mike had clearly been one of the first to leave.
"I wish he wouldn't say stuff like that" Puck complained as he rolled his light brown uninterested eyes.
"Tell me about it" Finn purposefully trying to avoid any eye contact with the cheering students "I'm so sick of being embarrassed"
"What are you talking about?"
"Nothing"
As they left the class room they collided with a bunch of the football team walking in the opposite direction. Without any hesitation the guys were pouring cups of Big Quench' over Puck and Finn. The cold slush felt like a fist to the face knocking all of Finn's breath from his body. Paralysed from the waist down he stood trying desperately to wipe the blue coloured syrup from his face. Puck however was more active, displaying most of his icy front across his abdomen and crotch. "What the hell was that Azimio?" Puck roared, the big black football player didn't even turn around as he and his group of followers turned the corner taking their piercing laughter with them. Kicking the disguarded slushy cups across the corridor Puck stomped back over to Finn who still hadn't moved. "I am so tired of those guys ragging on us I used to be the freaking badass of McKinley" Looking down at his cherry stained tee he moaned and headed to the nearest toilets, Finn a couple steps behind. Slinging his rucksack across the tiled floor he found his way to the tissue dispenser Finn also grabbed a handful and began dabbing his face. "You know my mom thinks I need to take etiquette lessons the amount I spill' stuff on myself. It's a joke" Puck was clearly very aggravated Finn however had stopped letting these things get the best of him he splashed and handful of tap water across his pale face looking into the mirror he saw his eyes were instantly inflamed.
"I don't see why they don't just get rid of the damn machine."
"Are you kidding? The amount of slush us Glee kids get is enough to keep the whole industry in business." They both laughed knowing that it probably wasn't far from the truth. Giving up on his short sleeved grey v neck Puck turned to his pants without much thought Puck unfastening his jeans, sliding them to the ground to reveal a firm set of thighs and perfectly round ass cheeks, concealed by a pair of thin white boxer briefs. The outline of everything being held beneath was clear to see, Finn hardly batted an eye lid it was sight he had became used to, all that time in the changing room together. Puck pulled his trousers over his trainers bringing them up to his face inspecting the marks. As he was doing so he reached down beneath his shorts to rearrange his member having a good feel while he was there he looked like he was packing, maybe not as much as Finn but nothing to be ashamed of, this caught Finn's attention Puck was so confident about his body he thought about asking him the questions on masturbation that had been plaguing his mind but he quickly decided not to, and turned back to the mirror in silence. Whilst Puck was seeing to his member he felt a familiar sticky substance surrounding it "Are you kidding me? Look at this dude." Shocked at the demand Finn turned to see a bright pink circle of syrup around Pucks's crotch only making his penis more prominent especially the outline of his shaft that was directly beneath the stain "Is their anywhere this shit doesn't get to?" Puck asked as he stretched the waistband back and forth fanning his underwear nearly revealing his prime cut of meat. Taking his hand away Puck sniffed his finger tips as he walked past Finn to the hand dryer, "Shit doesn't even smell like cherries." he waved his jeans beneath the fan.
At that moment a boy from the year below walked out of one of the cubicles, taking in the vision of Puck in pink pants, he tried not the laugh. "What you looking at pimple face?" Puck angrily sneered in the scrawny boys face. Finn stayed silent as he fled from the room. Looking back at his trousers Puck realised a small fan wasn't going to help the situation and angrily threw them back on. "Screw this I've got some gym shorts in my locker I'm going to change." He picked up his rucksack and walked to the door realising Finn wasn't following he turned back to the jock, "You coming?" Finn looked at his stained checky shirt and admitted it would be good idea.
"But we'll be late for class."
"You really wanna go to class looking like you've spit up on yourself? Good luck with that. Remember to tell me what social suicide feels like" Puck turned back to the door swinging it open. Finn allowed a second of consideration before following.
The locker room was empty as expected. The two casually walked to their lockers which were side by side. Finn opened his locker and pulled out an old gym top it was a little dirty maybe even a little sweaty but it was dry, that was good enough. As he unbuttoned the top of his shirt and pulled it above his head Puck disappeared, chucking his shirt into his locker he slammed it shut and glanced around for his friend. Puck quietly returned from around the corner he too was now topless. Puck had a great body his shoulders were very broad and defined as to where his abs, covered in a creamy brown tan. Finn never doubted what girls saw in him. He had a thick neck and smooth square jaw. In front of Puck Finn felt a little self-conscious about his own body. Unlike Finn, Puck had big well defined pecks and impressive guns, his whole front was completely smooth but Finn new this was because he shaved his chest and treasure trailer regularly. His arms however were thick with dark unruly brown hair. "Hey dude the showers are free." Finn stared blankly at the stud he hadn't expect them to be busy.
"So?"
"So I don't really feel like smelling like my nuts for the rest of the day, but hey maybe you do I don't know what kinda crazy shit Berry's into."
"Shut up man." The comment hung in the air for a while "Fine" Finn said picking his towel out of his locker and he turned just in time to see Puck bending right over as he removed his own pants "Wow... Wait did I say that out loud did I?" Finn mumbled. His ass was gorgeously rounded both cheeks looked big and firm he couldn't believe this was the second time he had seen this today. Finn wanted to reach out and grab each cheek in his hand softly squeezing the fine flesh. "What am I thinking? He's a guy." he felt a slight tinge in his pants and knew he had to look away if he wanted to leave this day with any dignity but he just couldn't tear his eyes away. Puck returned to standing position, taking that as his queue Finn looked away sharply. Slowly lowering the waistband to his tight underwear Puck revealed only his perfectly trimmed pubes, they must have only been an inch long lying flat against his skin.
"What you waiting for?" Puck asked indicating his friend who was staring aimlessly at the back of his locker fully clothed from the waist down. Finn goofily undid his jeans and threw them with his trainers and socks into his locker. He slowly wrapped his towel over his boxers and tried to navigate his way around taking them off from underneath. Watching his awkward attempt unfold Puck jokingly pulled Finn's towel away revealing his naked body "What you trying to hide..." His long cock swung from side to side catching Puck off guard "Big guy... Wow good for you man" Puck stammered slapping his friends back just above his ass. Finn shot up like a dart clearly a little uncomfortable. "So you found Kurt whacking over that thing yet?" Puck sneered.
"Leave it Puck! Kurt's pretty cool." Ignoring the reply Puck peeled his own underwear off leaving them in a pile on the floor. Finn purposefully avoided watching his friend as he kicked his boxers from beneath him. Finally turning to Puck he found him with a leg propped up on the bench in some sort of pose. Shocked Finn felt helpless as his eye's travelled down his pal's naked body he loved the feeling of being naked especially in front of someone else, boy or girl he didn't mind. He began thrusting his bare groin in Finn's direction his thick flaccid cock slapping back and forth against his balls. "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist showering with this." Puck joked flexing both arms trying to look sensual as he bit on his bottom lip.
"Yeah right!" Finn laughed pushing his friend away by the chest. It felt toned and tight to the touch. They both laughed before walking to the showers. He knew no one else was in their but Finn still felt weird walking around naked so he had wrapped the towel back around his waist. Puck on the other hand was perfectly comfortable walking naked towards the showers; Finn had noticed he hadn't even brought a towel. They walked in silence Finn a couple steps behind Puck found himself mesmerized once again by the big butt in front of him. He had even noticed the small trace of dark hair around his crack, minus that miner detail it was perfectly smooth and free from any imperfections. It was definitely one of the best bare asses he had ever seen and since all the other butts he had seen were in pornos this was a big compliment. "I guess its okay to look" Finn assured himself "I mean I'm not fantasising about it! More like appreciating and plus he isn't exactly hiding it."
Puck got to the first shower and immediately had the hot water running down his slick body. Finn choose the shower next to Puck, he always got a little turned on in the shower and thought being opposite Puck was too risky and any shower further away from the guy would just look weird. Unwrapping the towel and throwing it over the barrier he stared intently at the chrome pipes lined up in front of him as he let the water fall down his muscular back. Taking in a deep breath he closed his eyes as the hot water flowed down his face. He hadn't realised how much the slushy had smelt until it was being relieved from his face. The steam was already making the waist high barriers seem higher clouding out everything around him. Finn could just make out Puck's silhouette in the corner of his eye. Taking the soap he began to lather his chest, this is when it began even the touch of his own hand got him a little too excited singing usually took his mind of it but he didn't think Puck would really appreciate that right now. Running his hands in circles he made his way down his stomach. A small moan accidentally escaped his lips. Suddenly Finn felt a hand on his shoulder.
Finn got such a fright he dropped the soap from his hands and spun on his heels, to see Puck leaning over into his shower looking a little amused with himself. "My shower doesn't have any soap, can I borrow yours?" Puck stood with one hand out awaiting the soap and the other casually twisting his nipple. Finn was speechless he had no clue how to react. "The soap dude."Puck spoke raising one eyebrow in his naturally superior fashion.
"Go look in another stall." Finn demanded. Puck responded with a judgemental look sprawled across his face. With a loud moan of disgust Puck left his cubicle in search for soap. Because of the surprise disruption Finn had let the water stop running, consequently the steam had decreased and Finn could see his friend walking through the stalls. "That ass!" Now that was definitely out loud Finn thought he was immediately turned on feeling a surge of blood rush to his own penis, "This is bad" he thought. "I have to stop this." Finn frantically looked around the floor finding the dropped soap he bent down to grab it whilst bent over, he heard a sharp whooshing sound slice through the air followed by a painful strike to his butt cheek. Finn shot up so fast it made him dizzy. "Ouch, for god sake man" Finn yelled. Puck stood at the entrance of the shower with his twisted towel held menacingly between his hands like an axe ready to strike again. Finn held one hand up ready to defend whilst slowly rubbing his sore painful ass with the other. He realised he was totally exposing himself to Puck as was Puck to him; it was the first time he had really looked at another guys penis. The first thing he noticed was the girth. Definitely the thickest cock he had ever seen but it got thinner near the shaft. Finn guessed it was around 6 inches in length and that was soft. It was of course cut flaunting a magnificent dark pink/purple tip.
"Are you staring at my dick?" Finn stood, not knowing how to answer he began stuttering incoherently he couldn't even look Puck in the eye. Expecting a fist to fly at him at any moment he winced in preparation. Instead Puck let out a hearty laugh as he returned to his own shower in a confident stride. Puck loved that sort of attention, they were usually a little less obvious than Finn though, it always gave Puck a sense of authority he loved how he could get attention and admiration for showing his wang and boy did he love showing his wang. He had been one of the first guys to hit puberty so the locker room had always been his domain. He even brought girls their between class for some action. He had his first hand job, blow job and even his first threesome in the locker room not to mention plenty over the clothes action. "So you like what Saw?"
"I wasn't – I did – You were checking me out first" Finn Replied rather sheepishly.
"Yeah only because I was scared if I didn't compliment it, it would attack me." They both laughed Puck certainly knew his way out of an awkward situation, Finn was still a little embarrassed his mom had always told him he couldn't take a compliment. But there was a little feeling of worry in their as well he had just been caught looking at another guy's junk what if people found out? "I ain't a queer though" Puck stated firmly turning to Finn with a look of confirmed clarity.
"Yeah me neither" Finn stared back. They both broke eye contact and turned back to the shower. Finn took a deep breath and let the next sentence escape his lips "Hey Puck, have you ever... jerked off in front of another ... person?" he was perfectly conscious with the words coming out of his mouth yet had no control over them. He couldn't even look at Puck, but saw him turn to face him out of the corner of his eye. Finn continued to wash his body moving on to his arm pits trying to play down the question.
"Like girls?" Puck asked standing under the water grinding one hand back and forth through his Mohawk as if searching his head for an answer "Sure loads of times". Without any elaboration from Finn Puck began reliving the many times he had jerked off in front of girls as they did the same. As he explained the graphic way they slid their digits into their self Finn couldn't help but get extremely horny. He hadn't heard anyone explain anything in such detail before within seconds Finn was staring at his fully erect penis standing at full length out from his body. Finn couldn't even register the feeling of being horny instead he could feel the dread filling up inside him. How was he going to get away with this? He slowly glanced over at Puck who was pretty wrapped up in his own stories. Finn took the opportunity for relief. With one hand still rubbing the suds around his chest, the other slowly glided down to his engorged penis. He took a tight grip of the base and began quickly beating it; the soap had made his cock feel incredibly smooth. Let's just get this over with as quickly as possible Finn thought. Closing his eyes he began imaging the detailed imagery of Puck's stories. It didn't take long until he was totally lost in the stories and his hand and moved from his chest to just his small nipple, he had never really played with his chest before he didn't know why he had tried to this time, maybe it was from watching Puck, whatever it was doing it felt good. With all the water and soap his chest was extra slick and smooth he had never had a hairy chest to worry about, almost aggressively he grabbed his Peck rubbing his palm against his hardening nipple.
Puck had also found himself getting turned on by his raunchy past feeling his own cock hardening he cut his story short before his semi got any worse. Finn also broke free from his imagination dropping the grip on his cock. Giving his penis a soft stroke "Fuck that got me pretty sprung" Puck stated.
"Yeah me to" Finn laughed. Maybe it wasn't such a big deal Puck could be pretty cool.
Puck had already begun slowly stroking his semi hard penis. "The Puckster is going to HAVE to blow this load!" Followed by a strange sexual grunt.
"I thought you didn't jerk off in front of dudes?"
"I haven't... I never said I wouldn't" His speech became effected by his sexual panting; he made no attempt at cover up what he was doing. "I've had no complaints before." He added. Finn looked over at his friend who was confidently grinning down at his own body as he pleasured himself he suddenly locked with eyes with Finn. "You've got to admit I'm pretty easy on the eyes" Puck winked.
"But isn't it... gay?" Finn asked still sounding a little unsure.
"Not if we're jerking over a girl" Puck said matter of factly.
"But there aren't any girls around here." With a grin Puck left the locker room, Finn wasn't sure whether he was meant to follow he looked so sexy as he strut away totally naked. Finn decided to stay in the shower slowly stroking his penis in an effort to keep it hard. "What just happened?" he pondered "a minute ago he was hoping for a soft cock now he's trying to keep it up." A few minutes had past when Finn felt Puck reach over his shoulder, the sudden intimacy felt foreign to Finn a bolt of electricity passed through his body when the head of Puck's member gently rubbed up against his hip it was unmistakable. Looking up, Finn saw that Puck had placed a photo of a naked girl her legs spread wide open, against the steamy tiles. As it stuck to the tile Finn recognised the girl in the photo "Is that Santana?!" Puck nodded as he licked his lips and slapped Finn's shoulder. "She is so hot." Finn was glad to have someone else to concentrate his sexual energy on wasting no time in rubbing his meat, his eyes transfixed on the image. He didn't know if he had expected Puck to leave his cubicle but they were getting pretty pressed up against one another as they both got in the swing of masturbation. With one arm still draped over Finn's shoulder Puck tried to edge forward in order a get a better view of the photo finally he was side by side with the quarterback both slightly facing each other giving themselves a little more room. Without realising Finn had also rested his hand up on the others shoulder. Puck was gently grabbing and digging his nails into Finn shoulder as he rubbed his cock. It was secretly driving Finn mad! He was surprised at how comfortable he felt being this close to a naked dude, no wonder Blaine was so cool he thought this is fun. Puck's eyes were stuck on the image in front of them as Finn's dropped to the 8 ½ inch beast dominating the shower. Driving his hips forward Finn pulled his foreskin back revealing his big mushroom shaped pink head using the water for lubrication. Finn couldn't describe the feeling of jacking off with someone else it was like an electric sensation fizzing up inside him like when you shake up a soda. It was also a first for him not to be hiding the fact he was masturbating, it feet sort of liberating.
Taking the opportunity he took his first look at Puck's package. As he thought Puck could hardly get his whole hand around it, it looked even thicker erect not to mention longer, 7 inches was Finns guess. And it was dripping with pre-cum, actually dripping! Finn began stroking his own member in time with Puck's. As he looked back up at the picture he heard Puck make another low grunt, as if it was permission Finn let out a smooth moan to match, Puck replied with a loud groan. It almost made Finn want to look around in case anyone had heard, until he saw Puck's cheeky grin then he knew he had done it on purpose. Puck's grip on Finn's shoulder had also tightened in another situation Finn would be complaining but for some reason it was turning him on more! It had even triggered a large amount of pre-cum to ooze out his own slit as always Finn rubbed his fingers through the solution applying to his long shaft like lubricant. Catching Puck's eyes flash back to the picture he knew he had been watching.
Puck removed his hand from Finn's should and moved it down to his groin. Finn gasped as he felt a cold clamp around the tip of his penis, looking down he saw Puck's hand removing some of his pre-cum and watched as he applied it to his own penis. Speechless Finn locked eyes with Puck "You mind?" Puck asked with a devilishly smug grin as he returned his sticky hand to Finn shoulder this time sliding it across his neck, sending shivers through Finn's entire body, and resting on the back of his head as he playfully grabbed tufts of his hair. Still speechless Finn watched as Puck looked back to the photo, the grin had become a permanent fixture. Only able to form a devilish smile of his own, Finn thought about Puck's action, he seemed to playing with him, pushing him, testing him. Eyes now searching Puck's glorious body he dropped his own grip on his shoulder and grabbed Puck's pillowy ass, with one outstretched hand he squeezed the cheek a little harder than he thought he should have, feeling Puck's whole body react followed by a small laugh. He felt the cheek clench exposing the strong muscle beneath, making Finn just want to squeeze it again this time harder. Loving the foreplay Puck began to slowly thrust his hips forward fucking his own hand. This made his ass feel incredible and Finn had a feeling Puck knew how good it felt, as he continued to pull on the back of his hair. This was a game to him! Puck was revelling in the fact he got to play with Finn, he understood it was just some fun, all the girls he had been with had either been totally selfish or extremely clingy! This was something he could get used to; there was plenty of time to get a girlfriend.
Every time Puck pulled his hair Finn squeezed his ass like he wanted to rip it off which made Puck grunt and shout things like "Fuck yeah" and "Wooo" the wooo-ing always made Finn chuckle it was like he was riding a rollercoaster. Using the hand he had been wanking with Puck reached over for some more of Finn's pre-cum throwing him a wink as he travelled the length of his long penis before collecting. "Puck just touched your penis! Someone just touched your penis!" the words were like a siren in Finn's head. Making him jerk faster. Taking his hand from Finn's head which he instantly missed he placed it with a slap against his abs grinding the palm down his sweaty stomach through his wirey unruly pubes and rested around his balls gentle gripping them he moved the low hangers up closer to his body as he felt in the heat coming of the plum size treats. Looking to Puck Finn saw his eyes drop down to his body clearly indicating his privates Finn slowly released his own throbbing penis and cautiously grabbed Puck's cock, eyes still locked with the jock's, the heat that was coming of it hit him first, then he felt Puck's own hand coming over his, helping to glide both hands smoothly across Puck's meat. It felt strange feeling another guy's dick Finn thought it had somehow made him forget everything he knew about masturbating, the thickness the new shape had threw him. His mind was all over the place he had never had his balls played with and a lot of his attention was on Puck slowly caressing each testicle with his thumb, he definitely wanted to have that done more often. The new handling meant they were directly facing each other arms crossed at each side like a cage. Finn was beginning to get nervous again he didn't want to disappoint Puck, Finn's head was down as he watched both hands stroke Puck's veiny cock, he gave it a tight squeeze indicating to puck he could let go which he did. But Finn still felt strange he thought it was mostly because he was masturbating from the other direction gussying himself up he took a deep breath and began to firmly jerk Puck's impressive dick following his moans Finn paid special attention to his head. Puck used his free hand to grab the top of Finn's hair harshly pulling his head to the side as he screamed in agony knowing he wasn't seriously in pain he moved his other hand on to the biggest cock he had ever seen unlike Finn nothing could distract him once in his stride. He had a tight grip on Finn's penis as he pushed up against his stomach gaining access to both his balls and dick. He leaned forward, Finn unsure on what was about to happen until he was felt his breath heavily against his ear, it was warm. Sending shivers through his body. Giving up on his cock Finn used both hands to tightly grip hold of Puck ass massaging it, occasionally roaming the muscular back.
Pulling his ass closer to his own panting body, Finn had never been so turned on feeling his hard sweaty pecks against his own was incredible; he could even feel his erect nipples rubbing against his skin. Finn felt Puck's thick cock pulsing next to his own. Puck had hold of both dicks they were too thick for one hand to jerk so instead Puck held them in place as he grinded their cocks together. Finn couldn't believe how good he was feeling or how long he had lasted he was sure to come soon. With each thrust Puck was grunting directly into Finn's ear, driving him closer and closer to coming, he had even attempted to join in by hoisting his ass in time with his hips Not being able to take the momentum of weight Finn now had his back against the cold tiled cubicle. As Finn felt Puck's massive balls bounce against his, he knew he was going to pop. He couldn't even form a sentence he was panting so hard.
As if able to read Finn's mind Puck pulled away from Finn just in time to see his penis shoot a load of cum into the air both boys watched the load fall to the tiled floor, Puck who was still stroking his own penis looked back to Finn who looked near to collapsing. His penis still oozing cum yet Finn had dropped both arms to his side as he gasped for breath, he couldn't remember what normal heart rate even felt like. "I always new I was the hotter one." Puck spoke smugly. As Finn raised his back from the barrier Puck's hand struck his chest, pushing him back into place. Finn watched a little unsure as Puck stepped forward still with one hand on his chest pumping his cock. "Now it's my turn." Looking at his own meat, Puck's hand travelled to the other boy's nipple twisting the tip softly between his thumb and finger within a few seconds the nipple was hard Finn knew this was purely for Puck's benefit; Puck was pumping himself faster than he had been. Unsure of what to do Finn silently watched the stud go at it he dug his nails into Finn's peck as his cock exploded with ribbons of cum the first two landing against Finns stomach, immediately running their way down towards his pubes the final stream splashing against his feet. With an exasperated moan Finn new it was all over.
Removing his hand Puck stepped closer to the shower head pressing the button triggering a blast of refreshing water to wash over his glistening skin. He peeled the soaked snap of Santana from the wall giving it a final look "Phwoah" he said to himself as if they had never left the subject of the naked cheerleader, before putting it on the side and turning back to the streams of cool water. Finn felt confused, lost in a tiny shower cubicle. Puck didn't waste any time in erasing the sweat from his body and leaving the cubicle slapping Finn on the shoulder as he left as if to say "your go". He watched Puck leave noticing the many scratched now displayed in red detail across Puck's back and ass. Left alone Finn stepped under the head of the shower finally able to rinse the spunk from his body, in these minutes guilt and regret filled his body like after every wank but this time they seemed magnified. Only then did he think of what this encounter could mean for him, had he just made a big mistake?
The end! I apologise for the length of the second part, if you got all the way through it thank you for reading I hope you enjoyed it and I would love to hear any feedback from you guys. And thank you for all the comments on the first part. Third and Forth part coming soon!