fic: All By Myself
Finn would usually use the excuse that he had no idea how he got into a situation, except this time he totally did. He’d overheard Blaine trying (and failing) to convince Kurt to finger himself. Blaine kept saying how amazing it felt and that it was better than jerking off, and well, Finn highly doubted that because jerking off was awesome.
Nonetheless, it led to a very extensive internet search on Finn’s part that ended with a video of a guy, one lone guy, and he was fucking himself. Finn was instantly intrigued and knew he had to try it. Lucky for Finn, Blaine, ever so insistent on getting Kurt to open up, had given Kurt a bottle of lube. As soon as Blaine was out the door, Kurt had thrown the bottle in the trash can. Finn figured since the plastic seal was still on it, it would be safe to dig out of the trash can.
And that’s how Finn ended up sprawled out on his bed, the door shut and locked, a bottle of lube lying next to him. He let out a deep breath and slid off the last article of clothing left on his body. Tossing his boxers to the side, Finn flipped the cap on the bottle of lube and slicked up a finger. Awkwardly, he reached around to his ass and ran his finger across his opening.
It felt weird, touching himself there, but it felt good. At least Blaine hadn’t been lying about it all. Finn would feel really awkward and kind of gay if that was the case. Slowly he pressed in his finger to the first knuckle. The feeling was unfamiliar, but it wasn’t unwelcome; actually, after a few experimental thrusts of his finger in and out, Finn found that it actually felt good. His dick was beginning to harden, which was a good sign.
Once he got used to the feeling of one finger, Finn slowly slid in a second. That’s when he started to feel the stretch; he winced a little, but mostly he just worked through the pain because it had to be worth it, right? Slowly his two fingers moved in and out of his ass, sliding easily. Finn wasn’t sure when jerking off had gotten so boring that he’d try something so new and…weird. It was kind of Rachel’s fault though - if she wasn’t going to put out, Finn had to do something.
Finn prodded one last finger at his hole, his arm getting tired from being wrapped around his body so strangely. It burned slightly, but it wasn’t bad, and it felt kind of okay. He didn’t feel whatever it was that Blaine had mentioned that would feel better than jerking off, but maybe once he was actually inside of himself (that sounded weird to say), he’d feel it.
When his fingers slid in and out of his ass smoothly, Finn figured it was time. He reached over and poured a little too much lube in his hand before stroking his dick a few times. Now was the hard part; he had to figure out how to get his own dick into his ass.
He’d watched the porn video enough times to know the basic mechanics of it, and slowly he tugged his balls to the side and felt the head of his dick slide against his hole. For a split second Finn wondered if this was all really gay and he should just stop, but his hands moved before his head could process and he was pressing the tip of his dick against the puckered opening.
For a minute it hurt and he really didn’t think it would work, but he tugged his balls to the side and pressed and then it just kind of slid inside. Finn gasped and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath at the new feeling. His ass was so warm and tight around his dick that Finn was already feeling that familiar, looming feeling that came right before he would end things early.
With a deep breath, he shifted and he felt his dick sliding out. Slowly he pressed it back inside, further this time, and he hit something inside of himself that sent a shock through his body; something magnificent and Blaine was totally right - it was definitely better than jerking off. Gripping at his balls, Finn slowly maneuvered his dick in and out of his ass. The movement was barely there, but it was enough, and it was wonderful.
He let out a gasp and paused for a moment, his arms getting tired. It felt strange, having his own dick in his ass, but it was so good. For a fleeting second he wondered what it would be like to have someone else’s dick in his ass, but he tried to block that from his brain. That was letting things get gay, and Finn couldn’t do that - he was dating Rachel. Again.
Finn got back to work, pushing and pulling ever so slightly at his dick, that friction inside of him, hitting that spot that felt so amazing - it was all sending him over the edge. He let out a low moan as he felt that tugging in his gut and his back arched a little as he came.
The thought of what that meant hadn’t even crossed Finn’s mind until he felt his ass filling up with wet warmth. Slowly he let his dick slide out of his ass. He could feel his come dripping down his ass and onto his sheets. It wasn’t like he’d never stained his blankets before, but this was different. It cooled as it slowly slid out and Finn found that he loved the feeling.
He tried not to think about the fact that everything he’d just done and how much he’d liked it probably made him gay. It was all so good, though. As he cleaned himself up, Finn wondered if he should talk to Kurt about it all. It was just too weird to Finn that someone wouldn’t want to feel something that amazing. Just before heading down the hall to wash his hands, Finn tucked the bottle of lube into his bedside table. He’d definitely be doing that again.
Nonetheless, it led to a very extensive internet search on Finn’s part that ended with a video of a guy, one lone guy, and he was fucking himself. Finn was instantly intrigued and knew he had to try it. Lucky for Finn, Blaine, ever so insistent on getting Kurt to open up, had given Kurt a bottle of lube. As soon as Blaine was out the door, Kurt had thrown the bottle in the trash can. Finn figured since the plastic seal was still on it, it would be safe to dig out of the trash can.
And that’s how Finn ended up sprawled out on his bed, the door shut and locked, a bottle of lube lying next to him. He let out a deep breath and slid off the last article of clothing left on his body. Tossing his boxers to the side, Finn flipped the cap on the bottle of lube and slicked up a finger. Awkwardly, he reached around to his ass and ran his finger across his opening.
It felt weird, touching himself there, but it felt good. At least Blaine hadn’t been lying about it all. Finn would feel really awkward and kind of gay if that was the case. Slowly he pressed in his finger to the first knuckle. The feeling was unfamiliar, but it wasn’t unwelcome; actually, after a few experimental thrusts of his finger in and out, Finn found that it actually felt good. His dick was beginning to harden, which was a good sign.
Once he got used to the feeling of one finger, Finn slowly slid in a second. That’s when he started to feel the stretch; he winced a little, but mostly he just worked through the pain because it had to be worth it, right? Slowly his two fingers moved in and out of his ass, sliding easily. Finn wasn’t sure when jerking off had gotten so boring that he’d try something so new and…weird. It was kind of Rachel’s fault though - if she wasn’t going to put out, Finn had to do something.
Finn prodded one last finger at his hole, his arm getting tired from being wrapped around his body so strangely. It burned slightly, but it wasn’t bad, and it felt kind of okay. He didn’t feel whatever it was that Blaine had mentioned that would feel better than jerking off, but maybe once he was actually inside of himself (that sounded weird to say), he’d feel it.
When his fingers slid in and out of his ass smoothly, Finn figured it was time. He reached over and poured a little too much lube in his hand before stroking his dick a few times. Now was the hard part; he had to figure out how to get his own dick into his ass.
He’d watched the porn video enough times to know the basic mechanics of it, and slowly he tugged his balls to the side and felt the head of his dick slide against his hole. For a split second Finn wondered if this was all really gay and he should just stop, but his hands moved before his head could process and he was pressing the tip of his dick against the puckered opening.
For a minute it hurt and he really didn’t think it would work, but he tugged his balls to the side and pressed and then it just kind of slid inside. Finn gasped and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath at the new feeling. His ass was so warm and tight around his dick that Finn was already feeling that familiar, looming feeling that came right before he would end things early.
With a deep breath, he shifted and he felt his dick sliding out. Slowly he pressed it back inside, further this time, and he hit something inside of himself that sent a shock through his body; something magnificent and Blaine was totally right - it was definitely better than jerking off. Gripping at his balls, Finn slowly maneuvered his dick in and out of his ass. The movement was barely there, but it was enough, and it was wonderful.
He let out a gasp and paused for a moment, his arms getting tired. It felt strange, having his own dick in his ass, but it was so good. For a fleeting second he wondered what it would be like to have someone else’s dick in his ass, but he tried to block that from his brain. That was letting things get gay, and Finn couldn’t do that - he was dating Rachel. Again.
Finn got back to work, pushing and pulling ever so slightly at his dick, that friction inside of him, hitting that spot that felt so amazing - it was all sending him over the edge. He let out a low moan as he felt that tugging in his gut and his back arched a little as he came.
The thought of what that meant hadn’t even crossed Finn’s mind until he felt his ass filling up with wet warmth. Slowly he let his dick slide out of his ass. He could feel his come dripping down his ass and onto his sheets. It wasn’t like he’d never stained his blankets before, but this was different. It cooled as it slowly slid out and Finn found that he loved the feeling.
He tried not to think about the fact that everything he’d just done and how much he’d liked it probably made him gay. It was all so good, though. As he cleaned himself up, Finn wondered if he should talk to Kurt about it all. It was just too weird to Finn that someone wouldn’t want to feel something that amazing. Just before heading down the hall to wash his hands, Finn tucked the bottle of lube into his bedside table. He’d definitely be doing that again.