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Glee Club Rehearsals had recently became a chore for Puck. They always began by listening to Rachel belt out some forgotten pop song, chosen to clearly illustrate her blossoming relationship with Finn. Followed by the group having to listen to Rachel tell everyone how disappointed she was with their poor contributions to this week's assignment. Sometimes Mr Schuh even got a word in. Puck was sat on the back bench, tucked tightly in to the corner. As he let his eyes glide across his fellow Glee club members, he came to the conclusion that for being at the bottom of the social ladder, they were a good looking group. Even taking himself out of the equation, they were still pretty hot. Puck nodded to himself, satisfied with his findings.
Santana and Brittany were both sat on Puck's right. Brittany who had both legs playfully positioned over one of Puck's, was slowly caressing the inside of his muscular thigh. Meanwhile Santana tried to follow Puck's hazel eyes as they fluttered across the room. However Puck wasn't really paying attention to either, although he was constantly performing lustful pouts and flexing his guns in the girl's direction. This was his attempt at keeping both cheerios satisfied while he narrowed down his choices. He could see this was proving to be a distraction for Rachel, who was now standing by the piano giving a lecture on the proper way to stand whilst performing a vocal exercise. But he didn't care.
Today was an important day for Puck, and as he saw it a very special day for one lucky glee club member. See Santana and Puck had always fooled around, nothing serious but it was always extremely hot... and dirty! Exactly how he liked it. It didn't take long for Brittany to get in on the act either. As far as Puck was concerned he was in heaven! The luckiest guy at McKinley. The best part was that he didn't really ever have to beg, the girls were just as up for it as he was. Until, they decided they wanted to see some boy on boy action for all the girl on girl action he was getting. And until they got some, neither would Puck. Needless to say Puck was determined to make this situation as temporary as possible. He had needs. But he had never been with a guy. He didn't have anything against it, he knew it would just be a bit of fun for the girls and it didn't mean he was gay. But he had to find someone who thought of it in the same way. He couldn't exactly go asking Kurt for some fun then not expect him to want more. He had to be smart about this.
Puck could write the book on women, part one approaching your target. But he was way too aware that this time his target was a dude, and he had no idea on how to approach another guy. Luckily it had come easier than he'd thought. Following his run in with Finn, Puck hadn't wasted two minutes in telling Santana their `arrangement' was on!
He had been careful not to tell Santana what had changed his mind, or anything about the showers. So under her instructions, he was to get a guy, and meet them after Glee rehearsals. That's how he found himself scowering the Glee guys!
At first he found it weird checking out other dudes. Thinking about how good they would be at jerking off... jerking him off. How easy they would be. What they would look like naked. But the truth was he didn't know how far they were planning to go. As far as he and Finn went? Further? The possibilities were making his heart race. But he was keeping calm, laid back with his arms crossed across his barrelled chest as he enjoyed the scene.
Finn was the obvious choice, Puck had considered this. He had been a little sheepish around Puck since the showers, but he didn't doubt that with a little persuasion he would be up for it again. And Puck had to admit he wouldn't mind seeing him naked again. Question is would he get any attention once the girls got an eye of what Finn was packing? The kid in the wheelchair was cool but Puck didn't have any time to think about how that would work! Next was Mike Chang. They were pretty good friends. Mike had become known around school for being into different fetishes. He would often find obscure porn videos from years ago and be more than eager to share them with Puck, who still considered them some of the freakiest shit he had ever seen! But at least that meant he was okay with being sexual around other guys. The other option was the blonde kid. He was new. He'd joined New Directions whilst Puck was in juvy and he had never really got to know the dude. As Puck re-called Sam had dated both Quinn and Santana. And was quickly getting dubbed the glee stud. Maybe they were more alike than he thought. He raised an eyebrow and clenched his jaw as he studies the blonde Adonis. He was sat at the front of class close to Artie, listening intently to Berry. Once in a while he sucked in his bottom lip but never seemed to lose concentration. As if feeling his prying eyes against his skin, Sam turned directly to Puck, locking eyes he smiled shyly. Lips like moist cushions lightly weighing on each other. Puck didn't falter, staring intently back at him until Sam dropped his head and turned back to the front of class like a guilty school boy. "All this thinking is making my head hurt." Puck thought. Good thing he had came to his decision. It was time to get to know the new guy! Puck grinned with his conclusion as he sunk lower in his chair relishing the cheerleaders touch.
Unable to wait for rehearsal to finish Puck had moved his hand up in-between Brittany's legs. Rubbing his thumb in circles over her clit. These little touches were now second nature to Puck. Although both girls were in fact no longer members of the cheerios, both were wearing their red, black and white uniforms as part of the arrangement. In turn the blonde babe moved her own hand up to Puck's groin. Pressed against the side of his leg she found his cock. Taking a firm grasp of his pole she began to slowly move her warm hand up and down its length. Beneath the denim of his pants, she could feel him growing. He liked to think the girls had missed him as much as he had missed them. He couldn't believe they could get away with groaping each other like this in class, yet no one noticed, or if they did, they didn't make any indication.
Before Puck could wish for it Mr Schuh was allowing the group to leave. As planned Puck, Brittany and Santana stayed sitting. He waited calmly for the room to clear before calling on Sam. Hearing his name Sam stopped at the door allowing the other members to pass by. As he watched Puck walk towards him he noticed the classroom was now empty. Mr Schuh had left; even that guy that's always on the piano was gone. Except for Brittany and Santana who were giggling to each other in the corner, the room was theirs. Both hands holding his bag to his back he walked towards Puck. Sam felt a little uncomfortable he had never spoke to Puck off the football field and couldn't imagine what he wanted. Meeting him in the middle of the room Puck peered over Sam's shoulder, checking the door was closed, which it was, he returned his attention to Sam. "Me and the girls need your help with something."
"Like with a song?" Sam responded. "I'm probably not the best one to –"
"It's not a song." Puck interrupted. Looking straight into Sam's innocent green eyes. He knew what he said next could ruin the whole plan. "See the girls?" Puck indicated to the back of the room. Sam looked up, he was sure they both had their hands in-between each other's legs, but he ignored it. It couldn't be. "They're pretty horny right now." Sam had to double take, he was right they were playing with each other. In shock he stared back at Puck. "And it really turns them on when guys watch." Puck studied Sam's naive face hoping for any indication of how he was feeling. But his face was blank, maybe a little nervous. Taking a large gulp Sam finally parted those gorgeous lips.
"For real?" He still sounded pretty innocent but Puck could detect a hint of excitement in his voice.
"They also like when we show them how much we're enjoying it." Puck grinned. Sam's face had returned to a blank canvas. Reaching out Puck softly cupped Sam's crotch. "You get it?" He felt Sam's body retract from his touch.
Sam had known he was bisexual for a long time. His family knows, and at his old school his friends had known. But moving to a new school it was going to be hard enough being the new kid without being the bi kid as well. So Sam hadn't told anyone of his true sexuality since getting to McKinley. Sam didn't even let himself look at other guys in that way. He was doing okay here. He had made it as a quarterback, he had friends. He didn't want to ruin all that. "I don't think that's a good idea." He said stepping back towards the door.
"Oh sit down froggy features!" Santana stated. Both boys turned to see the girls parading down the steps towards them. Both holding their red shorts up in the air. Immediately Sam searched their skirts wide eyed, hoping to see some skin between the pleats. "Go take your seats. The show is about to begin."
"What? In here?" Sam questioned. Puck and Santana had done it so often in school, and other public spaces, they didn't even think twice about the location.
"Don't worry about it. School's over." He put a hand on Sam's shoulder, leading him to the seats. This time front row! Sam sat down first so Puck was able to grab a chair a sit down right next to the blonde beauty. They watched in silence as Brittany sat on the piano and Santana lent down in-between her strong thighs.
Puck could see Sam was getting instantly turned on with the view. Fidgeting around in his seat. His jeans were getting tight and uncomfortable. But he was trying hard to cover it up. Clasping both hands in front of his member. Puck couldn't think of anything to say to the boy that would make him relax. Maybe this wasn't his best idea. Raising her head from in-between Brittany's thighs Santana looked over to the boys. "Why don't you help him out Puckosaurus?" She spoke seductively licking her lips. Puck turned to the blonde still looking naive and a little frightened. There was something about his fair skinned face Puck couldn't get over. He was a pretty dude. Not a smouldering mound of hotness which Puck considered himself. But Cute. Sam didn't even seem to register Santana's suggestion. It wasn't until he felt Puck reach over to graze his thigh. That he looked away from the cheerleaders. Puck felt Sam's muscles instantly tense. Sam's eyes hit Puck's. He could sense he was a little reluctant. Scared maybe. But he didn't speak. With a low brow Sam took another deep gulp through his tight pout. His eyes glued to Puck's. Puck had meant to look away but was losing himself in Sam's eyes. He had been in this situation many a time. And knew it to well. The moment you're meant to lean in for soft longing kiss. But that was always with chicks. Sam was looking for reassurance, Puck could tell. He began travelling up towards the blonde's crotch. He could already feel the material getting tighter.
"It's okay." Puck said softly. "Just keep watching them."
Sam did as instructed. He had reached Sam's crotch. Resting his hand over the bulge, Puck noticed Sam's body was still completely rigid. He placed his other hand back onto Sam's shoulder. Firmly massaging his muscular back though the fabric of the boy's polo shirt. It only took a few strokes for his body to relax. Puck smiled to himself he guessed he could add massaging to his many talents. Feeling his manly hand trace slowly down his spine, Sam's eyes went again to Puck.
Puck's hand was beginning to rise back up towards his shoulder when he leant forward and pressed his lips against Sam's. Both boys paused for a second. Stunned. Before Puck pushed his lips a little closer to Sam's. Puck was still unable to fully register what he was doing, what he had done, and why. But the heat coming from the gorgeous boy's lips was driving him forward. Hs lips were amazingly soft. As imagined. He was even finding pleasure by pushing against them. It was Sam who first allowed his tongue to slip past the others lips. Gently gliding over Puck's own. Puck grabbed his neck pulling him further into his mouth. Letting him massage his mouth, maybe Sam was the good masseuse! Sam Pulled away looking in to Puck's face. Clearly not wanting this kiss to end Puck reluctantly opened his and eyes and looked into the blonde's face. Licking his own lips he tasted cherry lip balm. A guilty smirk crossed Sam's face knowing that Puck had discovered his secret. They both looked at each other as if waiting for the other to apologise or object but neither did.
It was only once Puck had parted his lips that he became aware of the warm butterflies sending sensations through his entire body. He felt like fireworks were surging through every one of his muscles. Feeling Sam, (or was that himself?) lean in for another kiss he quickly but reluctantly turned back to the girls. "Your turn." He spoke smugly. The girls who both looked a little shocked themselves complied.
"What just happened?" Sam thought. He was beginning to let confusion get in the way of his enjoyment for the situation. But what an incredible kiss! Thankfully watching both girls make out sharply broke him of these thoughts. He saw Puck seductively looking in the girl's direction running his tongue over his lip. Sam took the opportunity and reached over to Puck's crotch. His hand landed on the base of his dick. Sam became alive. The feel of another guy's dick in his hand was incredible. A feeling he'd forgotten. He gives the meaty member a soft squeeze. Feeling the boy's fixed touch Puck turned to Sam. His sexy grin urged the blonde on. He began pumping the boy's already stiff cock through his jeans. Puck kept his intense eye contact with Sam throughout. It was driving Sam mad.
He was caught off guard when Puck leaned in purposefully brushing his stubbly jaw against Sam's smooth cheek. Breathing softly against his ear he spoke. "Get on." Sam's hand froze on the rod. He then felt Puck teasingly nibbling on his ear lobe. Sam exhaled loudly.
"That feels so good." Sam responded truthfully. He had never had this done to him before.
"Shhh." He said stroking his forefinger against Sam's massive moist lips. His eye's dropped to Puck's lap. Both hands were now stroking his wide thighs followed by a quick tap. Taking his cue Sam arose from his chair, still feeling a little uncertain he straddled Puck. As soon as his ass rested upon Puck's thighs he was being pulled in for another kiss. This time Puck bit the boy's bottom lip, holding it there for a second as his hands slipped up under Sam's shirt. Instinctively Sam reached for the travelling hands, ready to push them away before he caught himself and returned both hands to Puck's bulging crotch allowing himself to enjoy the rare experience.
Puck could feel every muscle under the boy's shirt. He was so defined with no sign of body fat. He didn't even think the southern stud was flexing, this was his natural form. Breaking the kiss Puck aggressively pulled his shirt up over the blonde's head. Sam was sure he had heard it rip. But he was now too turned on to care. Puck couldn't resist the white boy's slim chest, beating inches away from his face. Pulling him closer he rested his head against the magnificent chest. Sam could feel him inhaling his scent, the stud's nose pressed against his pec. He smelt boyish, like saw dust and spice, some sort of manly aftershave Puck imagined his dad had gave him. Sam cradled his head in both hands, holding him close, whilst Puck felt the other boy's heart pulsating against his cheek. Sliding his hand up over all his intricate muscles Puck held Sam's firm pec in his hand, finding the small pink nipple housed on the flesh he sensitively held it between his thumb and forefinger. Twisting it lightly. Leaning forward he brought the nipple to his mouth lightly brushing the area against his lips, making sure to let a little breath escape on to the skin. Puck never underestimated the feeling of someone's breath on their skin. It felt warm, electrifying, Sam was trying to conceal how sensitive his nipples were but when he felt Puck's teeth nibbling the tip he thought he was going to burst. The nibbles didn't last long soon he was tracing circles around the pink skin with his tongue, he kept changing the direction making sure Sam's body was alive with pleasure.
He couldn't take it much longer. Catching his breath Sam pushed Puck by the shoulders against the back of the chair. The new found distance between them was a welcomed break, but all Sam could think of was having Puck's toned body back against his. "Keep watching them." Sam mimicked. With a grin Puck's eyes travelled back to the girls. Sam also kept having a glance. He didn't feel totally comfortable doing this at all, let alone in front of two very popular girls. But the fact they were always a couple steps ahead of the boys was reassuring. His hands found Puck's hard crotch once again, with little hesitation he undid the silver button making the zip begin to undo itself. A patch of tidy black hair was now visible between the fabrics. "Oh my god he's going commando!" The black hair looked incredible against Puck's rich olive skin. And no tan lines either. It was such a contrast from what Sam was used to seeing (Himself). Guiding the zipper down as far as it would go Sam reached inside and pulled out Puck's hidden treasure. Taking it out Sam lay his cock flat against his stomach. He took the opportunity to take in the site of Puck's glorious, fully erect penis. He was about to begin pumping his cock when he saw Puck looking straight at him. He had been watching him check his member out.
"You think you can handle that?" He asked with a seductively arrogant tone. Sam wondered how long he had worked on this exact tone. Feeling new inspiration Sam brought both hands up to Puck's shoulders. Sitting forward he leant his own bulging crotch against Puck's bare penis. He began too slowly grind against Puck's member. Quickly establishing control Sam sped up making his thrusts a little more aggressive by adding more pressure. As he pushed against the guy's cock, Puck let out low grunts. "Guess that's a yes." He had found his way to the back of Sam's pants sliding both hands beneath his light jeans. He could feel his strong ass driving his crotch forward like a locomotive. "Was there any muscle he hadn't worked on?" Puck pondered as he held the top of his ass. In one swift movement Puck was up on his feet, Sam still wrapped around his waist.
"What are you doing?" He asked. Although looking straight at him Puck ignored the question. He could feel puck twisting his hips. Then he heard Puck's jeans fall to the floor. Triggering a grin from both boys. Sam was rock hard inside his own jeans, and new Puck would be able to feel it against his stomach. He wanted badly to see Puck's naked body but he didn't think Puck was going to allow him to dismount his amazing torso just yet. Sam reached the bottom of Puck's shirt bringing it slowly up over his head, using his thighs to keep balance. The way Puck kept eye contact through it all sent a series of shivers through Sam's entire body. The top was off. Sam's threw it to the side. Puck was standing totally naked! Sam wanted to jump of now but Puck had other ideas.
"Our turn!" Puck spoke. Holding Sam's ass in place he stepped out of his pants and strode over to the piano. Brittany and Santana both fled to the chairs. He placed Sam on the piano. Looking him deep in the eyes as Sam continued to stroke Puck's smooth, tanned pecs. Puck had both hands on Sam's crotch, undoing his belt with one, as he fondled the boy's balls with the other. Sam wondered if he had done this before he was applying just enough pressure to trigger a series of unstoppable moans from Sam. He had his eyes closed, both palms flat against Puck's chest stroking each muscle. Just before another moan escaped his lips Puck had stepped away from the boy. Sam opened his eyes to the sight of Puck's naked body. Sam was speechless. He wasn't posing or flexing, just standing there. He had a great body. Wide thighs, great arms. His dick fully erect was pointing straight at Sam with two massive palls hanging below. As he stood, exposed in front of Sam he took both feet in his hands sliding the boy's shoes off. Then taking a firm grip of the blonde's large feet, he striped him off his socks. Sam pulled him back in to his body. One hand on his cock the other cupping both balls. As he stroked his impressive piece Sam planted soft butterfly kisses across his chest. His chest was hot against Sam's lips.
Puck was getting turned on at how gentle Sam was being. His lingering touches, his tender grasp, made Puck just want more. "Stand up." He whispered. The boy let go of Puck's cock and stood up. Their chests touching, Puck grabbed Sam's slender waist, undoing his belt buckle he let his pants fall to the floor. Looking down at the newly exposed boy he saw Sam was left in a pair of very tight black and grey Star Wars boxers. Puck quietly chuckled, making Sam's face flush red. That wasn't all; Puck had spotted a small spot of precum on the waist band of his briefs. Clearly embarrassed Sam cupped both of his hands in front of his crotch. "Don't you dare!" Puck leant down to nuzzle Sam's neck. Taking both of Sam's hands in his, he placed them on his bare, bubble butt. He saw Sam' eyes come alive at the touch, as his grip on Puck's cheeks tightened Puck felt safe to advance to the next level. He slid his thumbs under the waistband of the briefs, and in one quick tug he pulled the front over his cock and hooked them under his ball sack. His cock bounced out of the fabric hitting Puck's stomach with a slap. Puck had travelled down from Sam's neck to his chest leaving soft kisses as he went, just as he had done to Puck.
He held Sam by the waist, hoisting him back up onto the piano. He took hold of his penis in both hands. It was already throbbing. Specs of pre-cum draped across the dark pink head. Truly satisfied with Puck's touch Sam leant back, enjoying Puck's big hands pump the full length of his cock. His hands were warm against his skin, although a little rough. Taking away one of his hands Puck brought it up to his face. He looked to Sam for permission before spitting in his palm and returning to Sam's penis. He reckoned it was a little longer then his own and much thinner. It suited his body, Puck believed. It also curved upward in a way neither Finn's nor his did. Nothing weird just a slight curve. He had a small patch of dark blonde hair just above the base and all over his balls, but Puck could tell he kept them trimmed and tidy.
Sam gasped as Puck returned his cool palm to the head of his cock, pulling it down past his foreskin vigorously. He took his other hand and rubbed it across Sam's tight abs. "You guys are doing a great job!" Santana interrupted. Both boys looked to each other knowing both had honestly dismissed the girl's presence. Sam had begun reacting to Puck's hand job by helplessly bucking his hips up. Puck knew fine well this meant he was enjoying himself, and didn't stop. Sam had become breathless as Puck increased his speed. Moaning loudly he had brought his hand up to his face in an attempt to muffle the sound.
"Stop." Sam moaned. With a devilish grin Puck continued to increase his speed. Until Sam forcefully pried Puck's hand off his meat stick. Taking a deep breath he spoke again. "I think I'm going to cum soon." With a fixed smirk, Puck shocked the room by climbing up on to the piano. Forcing Sam onto his back Puck towered over him. With one arm and both legs pinning Sam to the piano, he used his last hand to manoeuvre Sam's boxers down to the bottom of his thighs. Then returning his hand to beside the boys head, he began to thrust his cock up against Sam's. Powerfully gliding his cock across Sam's pole. "Oh my god!" Sam's words were stained with pleasure.
"You still want me to stop?"
Sam had one hand on Puck's back, grabbing at each muscle for a chance at relief. While the other roamed Puck's ass cheek as he ploughed himself against Sam. Puck's panting had become heavy; he dropped to his elbows as he continued his rhythm. With his free hands he began running his fingers through the boys golden hair, that had became tapered with sweat. As he leaned in to plant kisses on Sam's neck he could also feel the beads of sweat that had formed on both of their chests. Both boys' hearts were racing. Feeling Puck's whole manly body pressed firmly against his was too much for him. Unable to control himself he began thrusting his own cock against Pucks. Moaning into Puck's ear, he let out a large stream of cum. "I can't –" Puck felt the boy's spunk splash across his stomach, although he didn't stop his strides until another load had been released from the tip of his cock. When Puck was sure Sam had finished coming he raised up onto his knees. Still trapping Sam by the waist between his thighs. Sam was looking up at his magnificent body, his thick cock still at full attention. His stomach was covered with his cum. The site was turning him on. Puck's passionate face was glaring down on him, he didn't know whether or not he was expected to apologise. Before he could open his mouth Puck had brought his left hand up to his stomach moving it smoothly through the translucent solution. He wrapped his other hand around his meaty dick slowly stroking the base as he edged his way up Sam's torso. He stopped when his purple helmet was standing inches above Sam's neck. Both of Sam's hand had joined Puck's on his stomach.
Taking his hand in his, Puck struck. Sharply pinning Sam's hand above his head. Now leaning forward Sam could smell Puck's penis lingering millimetres above his body. Puck' strokes were now a lot more rapid. Taking it all in Puck admired Sam's fantastically flexed biceps held up by his head, his gorgeous face. He couldn't help but imagine those amazing lips sliding across his dick as he face fucked the stud. As the thought lingered in his head he shot his first load. The thin stream of jizz squirted onto Sam's brow. Another fell across the bridge of his nose running down on to his cheek. Sam had his eyes closed as the liquid landed on his skin. Finally opening his eyes, he first saw the head of Puck's penis, still oozing cum. He watched Puck rub his thumb over the tip of his penis collecting the last of the precious cum. hesitantly he brought his sticky thumb to Sam lips, which were parted in a small `O' shape like an amazed child. Without either speaking a word Puck's thumb entered Sam's mouth. Instantly feeling Sam's tongue cleaning his thumb. Puck had to close his eyes watching Sam's mouth at work on his thumb was getting him turned on again. Removing his thumb he asked breathlessly, "How'd I taste?"
"Incredible!"
Puck had let go off Sam's hand. Slowly he lowered himself back onto Sam's body. Unlike Sam, Puck's body was still on fire, panting ferociously! Finding a spot of cum on his pec he softly kissed it away. "You too." He smiled.
There show was over. Using Sam's boxers they watched each other wipe themselves clean, before turning their attention to the girls. Both boys sat back on the piano to watch the girls finish off. Sam sat in-between Puck's legs, taking full advantage of his girthy cock tucked up against his ass. And his hot barrel chest beating against him. Puck had wrapped both arms around Sam casually cupping his flaccid cock and balls. "I wouldn't want you to get cold." Had been his excuse. Feeling his warm, strong body around him, Sam felt safe, cared for, yet he couldn't ignore an overriding feeling of guilt flying around inside him.
The girls hadn't taken long to finish, as they were getting dressed Puck brushed his lips against Sam's shoulder unexpectedly. Whispering softly into his ear, he thanked the boy for helping them out. Sam smiled shyly. "Maybe we could do it again?"
Sliding himself out of Puck's hold, and off the piano he turned to face the jock. Looking him in the eye, he answered guilt fully. "Maybe." Watching Sam slide his jeans over his toned legs, Puck couldn't read his answer. He didn't exactly sound eager, was he getting blown off? Sitting naked on top of an expensive instrument he didn't think it was the best time to question the blonde. The room got ready in silence. Sam Left first, with a quick, "Cya tomorrow". Followed by Brittany. Once both blondes left Santana went and stood beside the tanned stud. Taking his jeans in both hands she helped fasten them.
"Who knew you were such a showman?" She spoke sarcastically.
"Huh? Oh yeah" Puck laughed, throwing his shirt over his head. "I guess I ca-"
"Yeah. So they still keep the locker rooms open after practise right?"
"Yeah. So?"
"So maybe you should check out the girl's locker room tomorrow. Say 4.30?"
"Maybe." God I sound like Sam. Santana strutted towards the door. Before leaving she turned back.
"Don't bring Sam tomorrow. I want your attention to be on me." With that she left Puck Standing alone in the choir room.
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