fic: Dude, You're Huge! (18/?)
Title: Dude, You're Huge
Part: 18/?
Author: chordykins
Spoilers: entire of season two
Summary: Finn tries to help Sam deal with their latest disaster.
Pairing: Finn/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2,841
Finn and Sam both missed dinner with the Hummels; Sam had fallen asleep and Finn didn’t want to leave him in case he woke up alone, though Finn did find out that Burt had offered to talk to Sam’s parents if he needed him to. Finn was sure Sam wouldn’t take him up on that offer; he was convinced that there was no going back.
They didn’t speak much once Sam did wake, they ate a little of the left over food, and Finn fell asleep leaving Sam in the darkness of the room. He watched mostly, observing the way Finn slept but also the way he tried to comfort Sam even in his sleep - throwing an arm over him subconsciously. The blonde couldn’t sleep, and not just because of the several hours he had slept earlier, so instead of sitting still in a silent, dark room he decided to go for a walk. It was either that or creepily watch Finn sleep all night.
Sam snuck out of the house, remembering to take his phone, and began to walk in a random direction. It was a windy night, the breeze hitting Sam from the side and messing up his bangs every few minutes, but it wasn’t cold though - in fact it was unnaturally warm for the time of year, especially at two in the morning.
He had no idea where he was going but it helped somehow, doing something sort of took his mind of things even just for a few seconds before he reminded himself in form of self torture, he just walked. Taking random streets he had never seen, observing the way the town was so silent at this time. He appreciated the silence, though it got to the point where he secretly hoped a car would pass or something so he knew he wasn’t completely alone.
After checking the time, Sam noticed it had barely even been an hour and he already felt so tired but by the time he just stopped walking he realized where he had ended up. The tire marks on the road were still there from the truck which must’ve tried to slow down, Sam half expected to see little specs of glass still laying around but the space was empty. The blonde sat down on the sidewalk, staring at the floor where it all happened. It was easier for him to focus on the physical pain rather than the emotional pain, because at least when it hurt enough he could stop it if he needed but the emotions wouldn’t go away, the dark thoughts wouldn’t go away. He secretly wished the truck had killed him that day, knowing it would’ve saved him a lot of heartache.
Before he could delve further into it, Sam pulled out his phone as it began to vibrate. “Hey, Finn.” He answered dully.
“Sam, where are you? I woke up and you were gone.” Finn spoke, his voice still groggy from having just woken up.
Sam took a breath, forcing himself to forget everything he just considered and turned his focus to convincing Finn that he was completely fine. “I just couldn’t sleep so I went for a walk, I’m fine. I was just about to set off back now.”
“Okay, where are you? I’ll come get you; you shouldn’t be walking around alone.”
“I’m near Breadstix, it’s not far I can walk.” He lied. Telling Finn where he was exactly would only cause more problems, and Sam could probably run to Breadstix before Finn even got there.
He heard Finn sigh. “No, I’m coming. Don’t move a muscle.”
“Okay!” Sam smiled, appreciating Finn protectiveness. “I won’t move a single muscle. I won’t even blink.”
He heard Finn laugh before cutting off the call. Sam didn’t waste a second before sprinting towards Breadstix, not even noticing the lack of pain from his ribs as he ran. It must’ve taken him a few minutes before the large recognizable sign was in view, allowing himself to rest and walk the rest of the way. He may not be hurting but he was completely out of shape after being out of the gym for over a month. Sam caught his breath for a few seconds, catching sight of Finn’s car speeding up the empty road. Smiling at the boy pulled up, Sam jumped in the car and greeted Finn with a kiss, must to the boy’s surprise. “Sorry, for just leaving. I just had a lot to think about.”
“No, problem.” Finn didn’t drive, pulling Sam towards him to kiss him deeper. “So, did you think things through?” He spoke upon breaking the kiss, beginning to drive.
“I did.” Sam grinned, sinking into his seat.
“And?”
“Everything’s going to be okay.” Sam lied. “I just want to focus on the happy things.” That part wasn’t as much of a lie, he did. He wanted to focus on Finn, and his friends, and try to be happy with what he has.
“Good, because we’re going to a party … today.” Finn took a moment to realize the time. “One of Puck’s pool clients are on vacation, so he’s having a little get together to celebrate winning Sectionals - just the glee club. I mean, if you want. We don’t have to.”
Sam thought it would be a good idea, he had barely seen anyone from glee except the odd visit, and he needed to try get out of the house a lot more. Of course he would have to wear a shirt the entire time, but that aside he was looking forward to having some fun that he didn’t have to force. But given his previous experience, he would have to avoid the alcohol at all costs.
“No, we’re going.” He laughed. “It will be fun, plus we can actually be together at this party. It’s our turn to make out on all the couches.”
“Not too much though, because we both know how we get. One minute we’re making out, the neck you’re riding me like there’s no tomorrow.”
After laughing hysterically, Sam managed to get out of the car and follow Finn into the house and quickly back to the now cold bed. He lowered the taller boy on top of him, pulling their lips together roughly, running his hands around his neck as they fell back onto the mattress with a muffled laugh. He felt Finn’s hands head straight to the buttons on his jeans, Sam lifted his hips to help, and begin to pull them off. Sam began to do the same, pushing down Finn’s jeans and pulling off his t-shirt.
“Finn, I want you.” Sam moaned against his ear.
Finn smiled down at him, “Tell me, Sam. Tell me what you want.”
The tone in Finn’s voice could’ve got him off right there and then, but that would’ve ruined everything. It was deep and breathy, spoken in a slight moan. It had been a while since they both wanted each other so desperately; Sam had forgotten this side of Finn. “I want you inside of me.”
Without letting the boy answer, Sam rolled them over so he was straddling Finn and began rooting through the bedside drawer for the lube as he felt Finn’s hands run up and down the back of his thighs. Sam look back to Finn, keeping eye contact as he flipped open the lid and began to pour the cold liquid on two of his fingers before pressing them into himself straight away with a loud gasp. He could see the arousal on Finn’s face, his bottom lip sinking between his teeth as he watched Sam ride his own fingers.
Without properly preparing himself, Sam slicked up Finn’s dick and impaled himself all the down forcing them both to moan loudly. His body began to pull off before pushing back down again, meeting the rhythm of Finn’s thrusts.
“Sam, I’m not going to last.” The boy beneath him panted as he wrapped a tight fist around Sam’s bouncing member.
Sam continued to ride Finn, stopping to roll his hips and forcing him to call out his name mid-moan. “I don’t care.” He leaned down, allowing Finn to thrust into him harder and deeper, kissing against the boy’s neck. “I want you to cum inside of me. I need to feel you in me, please.”
Suddenly, Sam was rolled onto his back and Finn began an even harder assault of thrusts which hit Sam’s prostate every time. It was an overload of pleasure, and before he knew it he had covered both of their chests in his come before Finn had even finished. The continuing pressure against his prostate was an odd sensation though he enjoyed it.
Finn was close. He could feel the tensing from Sam’s orgasm all around him and combining that with the hands scratching down his back and stopping to grab his ass, the breathy moans against his ear, the legs wrapping tightly around his waist, even the cooling come between their bodies was pushing toward the edge. The look on Sam’s face was something he hadn’t seen in a while and that made him want this to last even longer, though he knew it wouldn’t be long before he was filling Sam up.
“Sam, I love you.” He moaned against the boy, pushing into him a few more times before he came within Sam, and collapsed on top of him to press their bodies even closer.
Once Finn had rolled off of him, Sam rested against his shoulder still trying to catch his breath a little. He could feel the taller boy’s breath against his hair, pushing his head up and pressing their lips together for a short moment before resuming his previous position. “I love you too, Finn.” Sam could feel Finn inside of him and he loved it, he loved knowing that even after Finn pulled out he could tell he had once been there. He couldn’t wait to show Finn how it felt.
“So when do I get to ride you like that?” Finn laughed, running a hand through the boys hair in order see his face more clearly and catching that perfect smile again.
He wanted to fuck Finn now, to grab to lube and start opening him up but he didn’t think they could risk it again knowing Mrs. Hudson was sleeping right next door. “Tomorrow?” Sam suggested. “After the party?”
“Do we have to wait so long? We’re going to be there all day and night.” Finn whined against him, showing his yearning as his now softened dick began to harden again at the thought of Sam inside of him. “Can’t we do it now, I want you so much.”
“No, I’m going to make you wait all day. I’m going to wait until you’re literally begging for it.” Sam teased, running his hands to Finn’s ass squeezing slightly. “And even then, I’m going to make you wait a little bit more.” He smiled, watching Finn’s hand grab his own now erect member between his legs and begin pumping as Sam spoke.
“Then what?”
“Then… I’m going to lay you down and take your clothes off.” Sam took note of the slightly groan. “Then I’m going to lick you.” The groaning got louder, Finn’s fist pumping even faster. He could see the boy’s eyes were closed, he was biting his lip which did nothing to hold back the noises. “And then I’m going to finger you until you’re wide open, and then I’m going to fuck you, Finn. But you’re not going to cum until I say so.”
“Fuck…”
Sam was enjoying seeing Finn like this, a complete mess and all because of him. He sank a hand to Finn’s ass and began teasing with a finger across the boy’s entrance, biting lightly into the boy’s shoulder. It was worth ignoring his own erection toy with Finn, forcing those little moans out of him as he stroked himself.
“I’m close, Sam.” The boy announced, stuttering his words. “Bite me again.”
He didn’t realize it turned Finn on that much but nevertheless he complied, sinking his teeth into the boy’s shoulders just enough for it to hurt a little. Sam felt Finn shoot all over him, hitting his disappearing abs with a drawn out moan.
Sam let Finn come down from his second orgasm before beginning to kiss him again, then whispering in his ear, “I need your mouth on me.”
Finn didn’t waste any time, sinking down to Sam’s crotch and taking in the leaking member. He could feel Sam’s fingers clutching at his hair as he bobbed up and down, teasing at the head with the tip of his tongue and licking the length in its entirety. Using one hand to keep the dick steady as he sucked, Finn used his other to travel to Sam’s ass and began to pushing into the still wet hole with two fingers. He tried to take as much as Sam as he could, feeling the tip pressing against the back of his throat, loving the constant moaning he was causing, plus the quiet repetition of the work ‘fuck.’ His fingers were pushed in all the way, stroking against the special spot Sam showed him which made the boy thrust into his mouth a little which Finn allowed. He wanted Sam so close to the edge, and then he planned to stop everything.
“Finn, I’m gonna…”
At those words, Finn instantly pulled his fingers out and removed his mouth and held Sam’s hands down. Sam gave him an angry yet aroused glance, trying to push his hips upwards for that little bit of friction that would get him to come.
“What are you doing?” The blonde groaned, throwing his head backwards against the pillow.
Finn only answered with a laugh, leaning his head downwards to tease the head of Sam’s cock which jumped at the touch, as did the boy’s hips. Finn continued to tease at the head, watching at it shot a load up the blonde’s chest. Sam moaned louder than before, the minimum contact making it feel even better. Licking a strip up Sam’s check, collecting a generous amount of Sam’s cum on his tongue before kissing the boy and pressing his tongue into the large mouth and moaning into the friction of their tongues. He had gotten used to how Sam tasted, loved it even.
“Jesus Christ, Finn.” Sam breathed, grabbing a random shirt from the floor the clean both of them up. “Now I definitely cannot wait until after the party.”
“You were serious about that?” Finn glanced at the boy whilst pulling the duvet over their naked bodies. “We could just do it before we go.”
Sam gave Finn a little grin, which then turned into a slight laugh. “You really want me to fuck you so that you walk funny all day?” Normally he wouldn’t boast about the size of his manhood, but it was justified this time.
“You have a point, you’re huge and it would take sometime to get over that.” Finn joined in with the laughing, pulling Sam against him. “Okay, after the party and if we want to be awake to get there we should sleep.”
“I love you, Finn.” Sam nuzzled against the boys shoulders, forgetting everything that hat happened the past few days. “Like, a lot.”
“Well, I love you too. A lot.”
Part: 18/?
Author: chordykins
Spoilers: entire of season two
Summary: Finn tries to help Sam deal with their latest disaster.
Pairing: Finn/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2,841
Finn and Sam both missed dinner with the Hummels; Sam had fallen asleep and Finn didn’t want to leave him in case he woke up alone, though Finn did find out that Burt had offered to talk to Sam’s parents if he needed him to. Finn was sure Sam wouldn’t take him up on that offer; he was convinced that there was no going back.
They didn’t speak much once Sam did wake, they ate a little of the left over food, and Finn fell asleep leaving Sam in the darkness of the room. He watched mostly, observing the way Finn slept but also the way he tried to comfort Sam even in his sleep - throwing an arm over him subconsciously. The blonde couldn’t sleep, and not just because of the several hours he had slept earlier, so instead of sitting still in a silent, dark room he decided to go for a walk. It was either that or creepily watch Finn sleep all night.
Sam snuck out of the house, remembering to take his phone, and began to walk in a random direction. It was a windy night, the breeze hitting Sam from the side and messing up his bangs every few minutes, but it wasn’t cold though - in fact it was unnaturally warm for the time of year, especially at two in the morning.
He had no idea where he was going but it helped somehow, doing something sort of took his mind of things even just for a few seconds before he reminded himself in form of self torture, he just walked. Taking random streets he had never seen, observing the way the town was so silent at this time. He appreciated the silence, though it got to the point where he secretly hoped a car would pass or something so he knew he wasn’t completely alone.
After checking the time, Sam noticed it had barely even been an hour and he already felt so tired but by the time he just stopped walking he realized where he had ended up. The tire marks on the road were still there from the truck which must’ve tried to slow down, Sam half expected to see little specs of glass still laying around but the space was empty. The blonde sat down on the sidewalk, staring at the floor where it all happened. It was easier for him to focus on the physical pain rather than the emotional pain, because at least when it hurt enough he could stop it if he needed but the emotions wouldn’t go away, the dark thoughts wouldn’t go away. He secretly wished the truck had killed him that day, knowing it would’ve saved him a lot of heartache.
Before he could delve further into it, Sam pulled out his phone as it began to vibrate. “Hey, Finn.” He answered dully.
“Sam, where are you? I woke up and you were gone.” Finn spoke, his voice still groggy from having just woken up.
Sam took a breath, forcing himself to forget everything he just considered and turned his focus to convincing Finn that he was completely fine. “I just couldn’t sleep so I went for a walk, I’m fine. I was just about to set off back now.”
“Okay, where are you? I’ll come get you; you shouldn’t be walking around alone.”
“I’m near Breadstix, it’s not far I can walk.” He lied. Telling Finn where he was exactly would only cause more problems, and Sam could probably run to Breadstix before Finn even got there.
He heard Finn sigh. “No, I’m coming. Don’t move a muscle.”
“Okay!” Sam smiled, appreciating Finn protectiveness. “I won’t move a single muscle. I won’t even blink.”
He heard Finn laugh before cutting off the call. Sam didn’t waste a second before sprinting towards Breadstix, not even noticing the lack of pain from his ribs as he ran. It must’ve taken him a few minutes before the large recognizable sign was in view, allowing himself to rest and walk the rest of the way. He may not be hurting but he was completely out of shape after being out of the gym for over a month. Sam caught his breath for a few seconds, catching sight of Finn’s car speeding up the empty road. Smiling at the boy pulled up, Sam jumped in the car and greeted Finn with a kiss, must to the boy’s surprise. “Sorry, for just leaving. I just had a lot to think about.”
“No, problem.” Finn didn’t drive, pulling Sam towards him to kiss him deeper. “So, did you think things through?” He spoke upon breaking the kiss, beginning to drive.
“I did.” Sam grinned, sinking into his seat.
“And?”
“Everything’s going to be okay.” Sam lied. “I just want to focus on the happy things.” That part wasn’t as much of a lie, he did. He wanted to focus on Finn, and his friends, and try to be happy with what he has.
“Good, because we’re going to a party … today.” Finn took a moment to realize the time. “One of Puck’s pool clients are on vacation, so he’s having a little get together to celebrate winning Sectionals - just the glee club. I mean, if you want. We don’t have to.”
Sam thought it would be a good idea, he had barely seen anyone from glee except the odd visit, and he needed to try get out of the house a lot more. Of course he would have to wear a shirt the entire time, but that aside he was looking forward to having some fun that he didn’t have to force. But given his previous experience, he would have to avoid the alcohol at all costs.
“No, we’re going.” He laughed. “It will be fun, plus we can actually be together at this party. It’s our turn to make out on all the couches.”
“Not too much though, because we both know how we get. One minute we’re making out, the neck you’re riding me like there’s no tomorrow.”
After laughing hysterically, Sam managed to get out of the car and follow Finn into the house and quickly back to the now cold bed. He lowered the taller boy on top of him, pulling their lips together roughly, running his hands around his neck as they fell back onto the mattress with a muffled laugh. He felt Finn’s hands head straight to the buttons on his jeans, Sam lifted his hips to help, and begin to pull them off. Sam began to do the same, pushing down Finn’s jeans and pulling off his t-shirt.
“Finn, I want you.” Sam moaned against his ear.
Finn smiled down at him, “Tell me, Sam. Tell me what you want.”
The tone in Finn’s voice could’ve got him off right there and then, but that would’ve ruined everything. It was deep and breathy, spoken in a slight moan. It had been a while since they both wanted each other so desperately; Sam had forgotten this side of Finn. “I want you inside of me.”
Without letting the boy answer, Sam rolled them over so he was straddling Finn and began rooting through the bedside drawer for the lube as he felt Finn’s hands run up and down the back of his thighs. Sam look back to Finn, keeping eye contact as he flipped open the lid and began to pour the cold liquid on two of his fingers before pressing them into himself straight away with a loud gasp. He could see the arousal on Finn’s face, his bottom lip sinking between his teeth as he watched Sam ride his own fingers.
Without properly preparing himself, Sam slicked up Finn’s dick and impaled himself all the down forcing them both to moan loudly. His body began to pull off before pushing back down again, meeting the rhythm of Finn’s thrusts.
“Sam, I’m not going to last.” The boy beneath him panted as he wrapped a tight fist around Sam’s bouncing member.
Sam continued to ride Finn, stopping to roll his hips and forcing him to call out his name mid-moan. “I don’t care.” He leaned down, allowing Finn to thrust into him harder and deeper, kissing against the boy’s neck. “I want you to cum inside of me. I need to feel you in me, please.”
Suddenly, Sam was rolled onto his back and Finn began an even harder assault of thrusts which hit Sam’s prostate every time. It was an overload of pleasure, and before he knew it he had covered both of their chests in his come before Finn had even finished. The continuing pressure against his prostate was an odd sensation though he enjoyed it.
Finn was close. He could feel the tensing from Sam’s orgasm all around him and combining that with the hands scratching down his back and stopping to grab his ass, the breathy moans against his ear, the legs wrapping tightly around his waist, even the cooling come between their bodies was pushing toward the edge. The look on Sam’s face was something he hadn’t seen in a while and that made him want this to last even longer, though he knew it wouldn’t be long before he was filling Sam up.
“Sam, I love you.” He moaned against the boy, pushing into him a few more times before he came within Sam, and collapsed on top of him to press their bodies even closer.
Once Finn had rolled off of him, Sam rested against his shoulder still trying to catch his breath a little. He could feel the taller boy’s breath against his hair, pushing his head up and pressing their lips together for a short moment before resuming his previous position. “I love you too, Finn.” Sam could feel Finn inside of him and he loved it, he loved knowing that even after Finn pulled out he could tell he had once been there. He couldn’t wait to show Finn how it felt.
“So when do I get to ride you like that?” Finn laughed, running a hand through the boys hair in order see his face more clearly and catching that perfect smile again.
He wanted to fuck Finn now, to grab to lube and start opening him up but he didn’t think they could risk it again knowing Mrs. Hudson was sleeping right next door. “Tomorrow?” Sam suggested. “After the party?”
“Do we have to wait so long? We’re going to be there all day and night.” Finn whined against him, showing his yearning as his now softened dick began to harden again at the thought of Sam inside of him. “Can’t we do it now, I want you so much.”
“No, I’m going to make you wait all day. I’m going to wait until you’re literally begging for it.” Sam teased, running his hands to Finn’s ass squeezing slightly. “And even then, I’m going to make you wait a little bit more.” He smiled, watching Finn’s hand grab his own now erect member between his legs and begin pumping as Sam spoke.
“Then what?”
“Then… I’m going to lay you down and take your clothes off.” Sam took note of the slightly groan. “Then I’m going to lick you.” The groaning got louder, Finn’s fist pumping even faster. He could see the boy’s eyes were closed, he was biting his lip which did nothing to hold back the noises. “And then I’m going to finger you until you’re wide open, and then I’m going to fuck you, Finn. But you’re not going to cum until I say so.”
“Fuck…”
Sam was enjoying seeing Finn like this, a complete mess and all because of him. He sank a hand to Finn’s ass and began teasing with a finger across the boy’s entrance, biting lightly into the boy’s shoulder. It was worth ignoring his own erection toy with Finn, forcing those little moans out of him as he stroked himself.
“I’m close, Sam.” The boy announced, stuttering his words. “Bite me again.”
He didn’t realize it turned Finn on that much but nevertheless he complied, sinking his teeth into the boy’s shoulders just enough for it to hurt a little. Sam felt Finn shoot all over him, hitting his disappearing abs with a drawn out moan.
Sam let Finn come down from his second orgasm before beginning to kiss him again, then whispering in his ear, “I need your mouth on me.”
Finn didn’t waste any time, sinking down to Sam’s crotch and taking in the leaking member. He could feel Sam’s fingers clutching at his hair as he bobbed up and down, teasing at the head with the tip of his tongue and licking the length in its entirety. Using one hand to keep the dick steady as he sucked, Finn used his other to travel to Sam’s ass and began to pushing into the still wet hole with two fingers. He tried to take as much as Sam as he could, feeling the tip pressing against the back of his throat, loving the constant moaning he was causing, plus the quiet repetition of the work ‘fuck.’ His fingers were pushed in all the way, stroking against the special spot Sam showed him which made the boy thrust into his mouth a little which Finn allowed. He wanted Sam so close to the edge, and then he planned to stop everything.
“Finn, I’m gonna…”
At those words, Finn instantly pulled his fingers out and removed his mouth and held Sam’s hands down. Sam gave him an angry yet aroused glance, trying to push his hips upwards for that little bit of friction that would get him to come.
“What are you doing?” The blonde groaned, throwing his head backwards against the pillow.
Finn only answered with a laugh, leaning his head downwards to tease the head of Sam’s cock which jumped at the touch, as did the boy’s hips. Finn continued to tease at the head, watching at it shot a load up the blonde’s chest. Sam moaned louder than before, the minimum contact making it feel even better. Licking a strip up Sam’s check, collecting a generous amount of Sam’s cum on his tongue before kissing the boy and pressing his tongue into the large mouth and moaning into the friction of their tongues. He had gotten used to how Sam tasted, loved it even.
“Jesus Christ, Finn.” Sam breathed, grabbing a random shirt from the floor the clean both of them up. “Now I definitely cannot wait until after the party.”
“You were serious about that?” Finn glanced at the boy whilst pulling the duvet over their naked bodies. “We could just do it before we go.”
Sam gave Finn a little grin, which then turned into a slight laugh. “You really want me to fuck you so that you walk funny all day?” Normally he wouldn’t boast about the size of his manhood, but it was justified this time.
“You have a point, you’re huge and it would take sometime to get over that.” Finn joined in with the laughing, pulling Sam against him. “Okay, after the party and if we want to be awake to get there we should sleep.”
“I love you, Finn.” Sam nuzzled against the boys shoulders, forgetting everything that hat happened the past few days. “Like, a lot.”
“Well, I love you too. A lot.”