Video Project(Adult Glee Fan Fiction)
TITLE: Video Project
AUTHOR: ME!
PAIRING: Sam Evans/Kurt Hummel
DISCLAIMER: ‘Glee’ and its characters are not mine.
RATING: Mature, for safety
”Hurry up, you're missing all the fun,” Brittany whispered in a hushed voice.
”I got it as fast as I could,” Santana replied as she handed Brittany the digital video camera.
The two cheerios were seated behind a big bush outside the gymnasium. From there they had a perfect view of the football field, if they wanted to spy on the practice. The reason for their presence at this time, however, was a tiny window, almost at ground level.
Quickly setting up the camera they pointed it so it would film inside and adjusted the preview screen so that they could watch it while huddled between the bush and the wall. They were giggling softly like two tiny girls doing something they were not supposed to do. And in a way they were...
The window looked straight into the boys' locker room which at this hour should be empty. Only thing is, it wasn't. Stretched out on one of the benches was a, as far as was visible, shirtless Kurt Hummel. His milky white skin seemed to glow in the fluorescent light from the luminous tubes. One arm stretched out over his head, resting on the wooden bench, the other slowly caressing his smooth, unblemished neck. His eyes were closed, but the smile on his face and the way his chest heaved with each breath was tell tale signs that he was very much pleased.
The camera, a state of the art one, they had borrowed from Lauren Zizes of the AV club by promising her some nude pictures they had of some of the members of the football team. The picture was clear, the details so sharp that you could, if you zoomed in fully, see the goose bumps on Kurt's skin if you wanted to.
The reason for Kurt's smile became apparent when a full bush or blonde hair came working itself up the soprano's torso. Attached to the blonde hair was the angelic face and full lips of Sam Evans. As the lips slowly moved up the trembling skin Kurt's back arced a bit as if Sam were lifting him up with the touch of his kisses. When Sam reached and started to suck and nibble on Kurt's tiny nipples, the brunette moved his hand from his neck to grab the blonde hair in a tight grip and pulled him up for a long, tongueful kiss. Sam's strong hands came slowly up the sides of Kurt and when he ripped his lips from Kurt's and started to tend to the boy's neck you could imagine the sounds he was making just by looking at his face.
”Damn, why don't they move?” Santana cursed under her breath. ”I want to see all of them!”
A sudden rustle in the bush made the two cheerleaders jump.
”What the hell are you two doing?” Puck asked as he came through the bush and knelt down next to Brittany.
”We're filming Kurt and Sam in the locker room,” Brittany said and showed Puck the tiny monitor on the camera.
Puck's eyes grew wide as saucers and he sat down next to the girls to watch the smuttiness continue.
As if they had heard and obeyed Brittany, the two boys on the locker room bench had moved a bit and was fully exposed now. To Brittany's disappointment, they were still in their underwear but as they watched the kissing and caressing Sam started to tug at Kurt's tight, designer boxers to the cheerful squealing of the girls.
Dropping Kurt's boxers on the floor, Sam's lips started to work their way down Kurt's body again, making a stop by his nipples again, teasing them both a few times with tongue and teeth before returning to trailing down towards the boy's exposed loins. Smiling widely and locking eyes with Kurt, Sam's chin whisked it's way over the pruned bush just inches below Kurt's belly button and with a devilish sparkle in his eyes, hit lips closed around the so obviously aroused boy's gender. Kurt threw his head back and let an excited gasp out and grabbed a firm hold of Sam's hair.
As the girls giggled and clapped hands, Puck's jaw dropped. That damn, sneaky Sam was a natural.
”You two should take notes, this one knows his stuff...”
Kurt's hand curled up in a fist and he bit down in one of his fingers as not to whimper to much as Sam's mouth kept going up and down on him. This was much more wonderful than he could have ever thought. He felt a pang of longing as Sam let him go and the cool air touched the warm, sensitive skin.
All that dancing had given Kurt an agile grace which he used when slowly flipping himself om his stomach, his movement flowed like water and within seconds he was facing Sam that was straddling the bench. The blonde jock was just as perk and ready as Kurt was.
When Sam laid his hand on Kurt hair, holding his head steady as he slipped himself in between Kurt's lips, the trio outside cheered. With a firm hold on Kurt head to hold it steady, Sam started to slowly thrust his hips towards Kurt's face. Sam's face shone with excitement when the pale boy showed that he could use his mouth for so much more than just sing and kiss, and those things he also did epically.
”Hey guys, what are you doing here?”
The three people behind the bush all blushed as Finn Hudson peered around the bush at them.
”I heard cheering and... what's up with the camera? What are we watching?”
Settling down next to Puck, Brittany and Santana, Finn stared intently on the screen. Who knows what he thought they were watching, but he sure did not expect to see how Sam had folded his soon to be step brother almost in half and were using his lips and tongue in a place where straight boys usually don't let them, making Kurt pant and moan.
”This is really disturbing...”
But still, he kept on watching while the others soon relaxed and continued watching, Brittany commenting on how cute Kurt's butt was displayed like that.
Sam had been a bit hesitant about this step, but he really wanted Kurt to feel really, really, good after that amazing oral performance, and this wasn't half bad at all. It actually was quite enjoyable to hear Kurt whimper and shiver on the bench. He really wished he could keep this up for much longer, but the caretaker would come and check up and lock in about an hour. It was time to do the deed. And by God, did he want this deed done...
It was amazing, the way Kurt slowly rolled back to sitting, his legs resting over Sam's as they caressed and started kissing again. Kurt's arms wound around Sam's neck as the blonde jock lifted the smaller boy onto his lap by cupping his butt and then, with a helping, guiding hand from Kurt, gently put him down. Kurt's whimpered a bit from the initial pain but the gasp of pleasure that found it's way into Sam's ear comforted him that he wasn't hurting his baby in a bad way.
Despite all the powerful emotions running through his body at the moment, Kurt could find the composure to make use of all his dancing exercise and use his strong legs to help move himself slowly up and down on Sam. The undetected viewers, or rather peeping toms, could not see Sam's lips move as he kept whispering in Kurt's ear that he loved him.
With longing kiss Sam leaned Kurt down, gently laying him back down on the bench before running his warm hands along his legs, grabbing his ankles and lifting them up unto his shoulders. Looking down into Kurt's eyes he bit his plump lip as he kept up the slow pace Kurt had used moving himself.
Outside both Santana and Brittany was entranced by the firmness that was Sam's butt as it flexed with each time he sunk himself into Kurt. By the look on Puck's face, he wasn't sure what he thought of all of this. He sat quietly still and watched anyway. Same as Finn, but he, on the other hand, looked both bothered and embarrassed.
In the locker room, Kurt had turned over so he could hold on to the bench he was sprawled out on, and also steady himself with his legs. Sam had his hands on Kurt's hips, his abs flexing and glittering of sweat as he kept his pace up. The blonde hair stuck to his forehead and he looked ruffled, but strangely Kurt's hair remained picture perfect. Kurt arced his back as Sam's firm hand slid along the pale spine of the boy he was making love to.
Finn looked more and more bothered the longer he watched. Brittany and Santana looked more and more excited, giggling and clapping hands, calling encouraging words to the little display. Puck just looked fascinated and probably was making mental notes about things he needed to try on the next girl he bedded. Suddenly Finn stood up and rushed away, making the others share confused looks.
”Why did he keep mumbling about a mailman?” Brittany wondered.
When they turned their attention back to the screen, the two boys had switched position again, now sitting, Kurt with his back pressed tight against Sam's body, hands running up and down the jock's legs while Sam was kissing Kurts neck and nibbling at it while using his hands to relieve the pale boy. Kurt's back soon arced as Sam's efforts bore fruit. With a big smile on his face, Kurt sagged against Sam's firm body, catching his breath while the blonde kept kissing his neck.
After recovering for a few seconds, Kurt turned on the bench, leaning over Sam who leaned back, taking care of himself as Kurt bent a bit more and took the boy's nipple between his lips. Sam whipped his head back and yelled out and Kurt flinched when the warm love of Sam Evans hit his chin and made the jock's firm abs sparkle in a way sweat would never accomplish. While Sam was catching his breath, still leaning backwards, Kurt's lips found their way to the messy abs and his tongue went to work over them. A wide grin played on Sam's face as Kurt licked his lips and they kissed again, wrapping themselves around each other. An intimate kiss of shared love and... love, which made even the experienced Santana have to wipe her eyes.
While the two of them disappeared towards the showers to get cleaned up and sneak out from their secret love meeting, Santana closed the camera down and nodded to Brittany. They would keep this video just in case. Dusting themselves off the two cheerleaders and Puck shared a smile and a snicker before they went to locate Finn and try to find out why he ran away...
AUTHOR: ME!
PAIRING: Sam Evans/Kurt Hummel
DISCLAIMER: ‘Glee’ and its characters are not mine.
RATING: Mature, for safety
”Hurry up, you're missing all the fun,” Brittany whispered in a hushed voice.
”I got it as fast as I could,” Santana replied as she handed Brittany the digital video camera.
The two cheerios were seated behind a big bush outside the gymnasium. From there they had a perfect view of the football field, if they wanted to spy on the practice. The reason for their presence at this time, however, was a tiny window, almost at ground level.
Quickly setting up the camera they pointed it so it would film inside and adjusted the preview screen so that they could watch it while huddled between the bush and the wall. They were giggling softly like two tiny girls doing something they were not supposed to do. And in a way they were...
The window looked straight into the boys' locker room which at this hour should be empty. Only thing is, it wasn't. Stretched out on one of the benches was a, as far as was visible, shirtless Kurt Hummel. His milky white skin seemed to glow in the fluorescent light from the luminous tubes. One arm stretched out over his head, resting on the wooden bench, the other slowly caressing his smooth, unblemished neck. His eyes were closed, but the smile on his face and the way his chest heaved with each breath was tell tale signs that he was very much pleased.
The camera, a state of the art one, they had borrowed from Lauren Zizes of the AV club by promising her some nude pictures they had of some of the members of the football team. The picture was clear, the details so sharp that you could, if you zoomed in fully, see the goose bumps on Kurt's skin if you wanted to.
The reason for Kurt's smile became apparent when a full bush or blonde hair came working itself up the soprano's torso. Attached to the blonde hair was the angelic face and full lips of Sam Evans. As the lips slowly moved up the trembling skin Kurt's back arced a bit as if Sam were lifting him up with the touch of his kisses. When Sam reached and started to suck and nibble on Kurt's tiny nipples, the brunette moved his hand from his neck to grab the blonde hair in a tight grip and pulled him up for a long, tongueful kiss. Sam's strong hands came slowly up the sides of Kurt and when he ripped his lips from Kurt's and started to tend to the boy's neck you could imagine the sounds he was making just by looking at his face.
”Damn, why don't they move?” Santana cursed under her breath. ”I want to see all of them!”
A sudden rustle in the bush made the two cheerleaders jump.
”What the hell are you two doing?” Puck asked as he came through the bush and knelt down next to Brittany.
”We're filming Kurt and Sam in the locker room,” Brittany said and showed Puck the tiny monitor on the camera.
Puck's eyes grew wide as saucers and he sat down next to the girls to watch the smuttiness continue.
As if they had heard and obeyed Brittany, the two boys on the locker room bench had moved a bit and was fully exposed now. To Brittany's disappointment, they were still in their underwear but as they watched the kissing and caressing Sam started to tug at Kurt's tight, designer boxers to the cheerful squealing of the girls.
Dropping Kurt's boxers on the floor, Sam's lips started to work their way down Kurt's body again, making a stop by his nipples again, teasing them both a few times with tongue and teeth before returning to trailing down towards the boy's exposed loins. Smiling widely and locking eyes with Kurt, Sam's chin whisked it's way over the pruned bush just inches below Kurt's belly button and with a devilish sparkle in his eyes, hit lips closed around the so obviously aroused boy's gender. Kurt threw his head back and let an excited gasp out and grabbed a firm hold of Sam's hair.
As the girls giggled and clapped hands, Puck's jaw dropped. That damn, sneaky Sam was a natural.
”You two should take notes, this one knows his stuff...”
Kurt's hand curled up in a fist and he bit down in one of his fingers as not to whimper to much as Sam's mouth kept going up and down on him. This was much more wonderful than he could have ever thought. He felt a pang of longing as Sam let him go and the cool air touched the warm, sensitive skin.
All that dancing had given Kurt an agile grace which he used when slowly flipping himself om his stomach, his movement flowed like water and within seconds he was facing Sam that was straddling the bench. The blonde jock was just as perk and ready as Kurt was.
When Sam laid his hand on Kurt hair, holding his head steady as he slipped himself in between Kurt's lips, the trio outside cheered. With a firm hold on Kurt head to hold it steady, Sam started to slowly thrust his hips towards Kurt's face. Sam's face shone with excitement when the pale boy showed that he could use his mouth for so much more than just sing and kiss, and those things he also did epically.
”Hey guys, what are you doing here?”
The three people behind the bush all blushed as Finn Hudson peered around the bush at them.
”I heard cheering and... what's up with the camera? What are we watching?”
Settling down next to Puck, Brittany and Santana, Finn stared intently on the screen. Who knows what he thought they were watching, but he sure did not expect to see how Sam had folded his soon to be step brother almost in half and were using his lips and tongue in a place where straight boys usually don't let them, making Kurt pant and moan.
”This is really disturbing...”
But still, he kept on watching while the others soon relaxed and continued watching, Brittany commenting on how cute Kurt's butt was displayed like that.
Sam had been a bit hesitant about this step, but he really wanted Kurt to feel really, really, good after that amazing oral performance, and this wasn't half bad at all. It actually was quite enjoyable to hear Kurt whimper and shiver on the bench. He really wished he could keep this up for much longer, but the caretaker would come and check up and lock in about an hour. It was time to do the deed. And by God, did he want this deed done...
It was amazing, the way Kurt slowly rolled back to sitting, his legs resting over Sam's as they caressed and started kissing again. Kurt's arms wound around Sam's neck as the blonde jock lifted the smaller boy onto his lap by cupping his butt and then, with a helping, guiding hand from Kurt, gently put him down. Kurt's whimpered a bit from the initial pain but the gasp of pleasure that found it's way into Sam's ear comforted him that he wasn't hurting his baby in a bad way.
Despite all the powerful emotions running through his body at the moment, Kurt could find the composure to make use of all his dancing exercise and use his strong legs to help move himself slowly up and down on Sam. The undetected viewers, or rather peeping toms, could not see Sam's lips move as he kept whispering in Kurt's ear that he loved him.
With longing kiss Sam leaned Kurt down, gently laying him back down on the bench before running his warm hands along his legs, grabbing his ankles and lifting them up unto his shoulders. Looking down into Kurt's eyes he bit his plump lip as he kept up the slow pace Kurt had used moving himself.
Outside both Santana and Brittany was entranced by the firmness that was Sam's butt as it flexed with each time he sunk himself into Kurt. By the look on Puck's face, he wasn't sure what he thought of all of this. He sat quietly still and watched anyway. Same as Finn, but he, on the other hand, looked both bothered and embarrassed.
In the locker room, Kurt had turned over so he could hold on to the bench he was sprawled out on, and also steady himself with his legs. Sam had his hands on Kurt's hips, his abs flexing and glittering of sweat as he kept his pace up. The blonde hair stuck to his forehead and he looked ruffled, but strangely Kurt's hair remained picture perfect. Kurt arced his back as Sam's firm hand slid along the pale spine of the boy he was making love to.
Finn looked more and more bothered the longer he watched. Brittany and Santana looked more and more excited, giggling and clapping hands, calling encouraging words to the little display. Puck just looked fascinated and probably was making mental notes about things he needed to try on the next girl he bedded. Suddenly Finn stood up and rushed away, making the others share confused looks.
”Why did he keep mumbling about a mailman?” Brittany wondered.
When they turned their attention back to the screen, the two boys had switched position again, now sitting, Kurt with his back pressed tight against Sam's body, hands running up and down the jock's legs while Sam was kissing Kurts neck and nibbling at it while using his hands to relieve the pale boy. Kurt's back soon arced as Sam's efforts bore fruit. With a big smile on his face, Kurt sagged against Sam's firm body, catching his breath while the blonde kept kissing his neck.
After recovering for a few seconds, Kurt turned on the bench, leaning over Sam who leaned back, taking care of himself as Kurt bent a bit more and took the boy's nipple between his lips. Sam whipped his head back and yelled out and Kurt flinched when the warm love of Sam Evans hit his chin and made the jock's firm abs sparkle in a way sweat would never accomplish. While Sam was catching his breath, still leaning backwards, Kurt's lips found their way to the messy abs and his tongue went to work over them. A wide grin played on Sam's face as Kurt licked his lips and they kissed again, wrapping themselves around each other. An intimate kiss of shared love and... love, which made even the experienced Santana have to wipe her eyes.
While the two of them disappeared towards the showers to get cleaned up and sneak out from their secret love meeting, Santana closed the camera down and nodded to Brittany. They would keep this video just in case. Dusting themselves off the two cheerleaders and Puck shared a smile and a snicker before they went to locate Finn and try to find out why he ran away...