Day Two: Part Two (DZ 6)
Title: Day Two: Part Two (DZ 6)
Author: Mshorr
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Mr. Schue sings, Shower!sex
Warnings: Language, role reversal, dominance play, graphic sex.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Finn watched Mr. Schue read the note that Santana had sent with him. He’d really wanted to read it. He’d nearly unfolded it several times on the way to school. In the end he kept his promise. He wondered what it said. It wasn’t like Santana was a teacher. How could a note from her excuse his being late? He decided to ask Mr. Schue about it later.
Class went surprisingly well. Finn was able to follow along without getting lost and even answered a question correctly without having to be prompted. The smile that got out of Mr. Schue was awesome. The entire class seemed to be in a good mood. Everyone laughed and sang along when Mr. Schue made up a nonsense song about dative construction. Finn figured that for a lot of them it was the first time that they’d heard Mr. Schue sing.
He was thankful that the dative case was one of the few things that he didn’t need help with. As soon as Mr. Schue had started singing Finn had stopped paying attention to the words and watched Mr. Schue’s face instead.
Finn didn’t think that he’d ever get over the changes that singing brought over in his teacher. It was like a mask dropped away from the older man’s face. He looked younger, more relaxed. Finn laughed softly when he noticed the smile playing at the corners of Mr. Schue’s mouth. Even this little made-up song in Spanish was enough to make the man happy.
Finn sometimes wondered why, if Mr. Schue enjoyed performing so much, he’d stayed back in Lima to teach. He certainly wasn’t going to look a gift cow in the mouth, or however that saying went, but he thought that Mr. Schue was probably more suited to Broadway than McKinley High.
The song ended eventually. Finn tried to ignore the little part of him that wanted to continue watching his teacher sing. Class went on, and continued to go well. By the time the final bell rang Finn was all smiles as the rest of the class headed out for the day.
He walked up to Mr. Schue’s desk and tapped the older man on the shoulder.
“Ready to get your tutoring on Mr. Schue?”
Mr. Schue rolled his eyes and grinned at Finn’s sudden enthusiasm.
“Sure Finn. I just need to make a phone call before we go. Wait here and I’ll be back in a minute.”
Finn stood as the older man walked out the door. As soon as he was left alone he settled into the chair behind Mr. Schue’s desk and went through his backpack. He had everything that he needed to get his plan going. Santana’s little talk with him might have been embarrassing but it was educational. He figured between that and Mr. Schue guiding him along he’d do alright. With nothing left to do but wait he settled into the chair and enjoyed the residual warmth from the teacher’s body.
Finn closed his eyes and thought back to the dream he’d woken up from that morning. In it he’d been in bed with Mr. Schue watching the other man sleep. He’d leaned over and woken the other man with a slow kiss. Mr. Schue had stretched and smiled mumbling “Morning” in a sleepy voice. In the dream Finn had smiled and teased him in a laughing voice. “For a teacher Will you always sleep late. I always thought that you’d be up and out by six in the morning.” Will... Mr. Schue had turned over on his side at that and had responded while running a line of kisses across Finn’s chest. “I used to be. Now I have a reason to stretch out my morning.”
Then Finn had woken up. He’d nearly cried at the realization that the other man wasn’t there with him.
So, leaning back and waiting for Mr. Schue to return, Finn poked mentally at the part of him that had hurt when Mr. Schue wasn’t there. He might not be able to artic... articul... say what he was feeling to himself, but only because he had to figure out what it all meant first.
…..
Will closed the door to his office and leaned back against it. He looked back at how well the day had gone and took it as a sign. The first good day that he’d had in forever came immediately after he decided to give into this... thing between Finn and himself.
He saw so much of himself in the boy. That hesitancy to let anybody see what he was actually feeling. The desire to make everyone happy, to play the mediator. Finn practically radiated the desire to help. To reach out and take away the pain of others. They were both willing to take on other people’s problems no matter how heavy their own burden already was.
Will let himself imagine, just for a moment, that the two of them together would be able to support that burden. Even though it was far too heavy for either of them on their own. He pushed the thought aside quickly. He was going to have sex with his student, he knew that, but he didn’t expect Finn to reciprocate any of the deeper emotions he was experiencing.
Will thought that it was probably just an experiment for the younger man. Exploring boundaries and discovering himself. Will already knew himself though. It wouldn’t be experimenting for him. It would be something much, much more. He’d allowed himself to come to terms with wanting his student physically, but he wouldn’t... couldn’t allow himself to examine the feelings that lay behind the lust.
Sleeping with Finn would have to be enough. Will’s dreams of waking up with him would have to fade away eventually. He hoped that he’d be lucky enough to forget them in time.
So, bracing himself against all that, he turned and left his office.
He found Finn still waiting in the classroom. He was leaning back in Will’s chair and humming happily to himself with his eyes closed. Will knew that what he was about to do was dangerous, but there was no one around and he didn’t think he could stop himself anyway. He walked up to his student and laid a hand on his shoulder. Finn opened his eyes and smiled at him. Will had been right. He wasn’t able to resist that grin. Bending down slowly, so Finn had time to stop him if he wanted to, he pressed a kiss to that grin he’d been watching the last two years.
Will had intended to go slow. Finn obviously had other ideas. The taller man grabbed Will by the neck and pulled him in to deepen the kiss. What had started out chaste was now something more. Will groaned into Finn’s mouth when the boy’s free hand reached down to cup his ass. He knew that he had to stop so they could move somewhere safer.
He pulled away and spoke before Finn could tug him back in. “We can’t. Not here. We have to go someplace more private.”
…..
Finn groaned as Mr. Schue pushed him into the cold tile of the shower wall. It made sense for this to happen here. The two of them had been building up to this moment since the teacher had watched him sing here. He gasped as Mr. Schue’s hands ghosted along his skin under his shirt. He felt hyper sensitive. Each touch of skin heading straight to his dick. He had no idea why he hadn’t cum in his pants yet but thanked God for it.
Mr. Schue moved his head slightly and the rasp of skin against his neck had Finn calling out the older man’s name. Mr. Schue looked up at him with a cocky grin and said, “Call me Will.” Then his hand closed on Finn’s erection through his jeans and the teen stopped thinking.
Will pressed him harder into the wall. Forcing Finn to bend his back and expose more of his neck. Even with their clothes on the teacher was nearly unbearably hot against him. Finn was sweating just from the heat Will put out. He shifted his hips to give Will a better angle and sobbed in pleasure at the increased pressure on his dick. Without thinking about it he found his hands undoing Will’s shirt. Clumsily forcing the buttons through their holes in a process much too slow.
Finn’s patience snapped and he ripped off Will’s shirt with enough force to leave the other man breathless. Gripping his shoulders through the thin white cotton of his undershirt Finn twisted and forced the other man against the wall. He bent down and found Will’s left nipple through his t-shirt, licking and biting at the nub of flesh through fabric. He heard Will let out a choked, “Fuck,” above him and smoothed his hand down from Will’s shoulder to his belt line.
Will stopped moaning and started babbling in English and Spanish when Finn switched nipples. His hips started rolling in vain, seeking friction in the air, when Finn hooked a finger under his waistband and started to drag it along the skin he found there.
Finn couldn’t make out what the teacher was saying other than “Oh god, finally.” But the voice broken with lust told him he was heading in the right direction. He pulled his fingers from Will’s waistband and pulled the T-shirt over the other man’s head. Fuck. Will was perfect. All hard angles and soft skin and rough hair. Finn didn’t think that he’d ever seen anything so beautiful before in his life. The other man even smelled masculine. Like cologne and sweat and something indefinably Will.
He stood up and thrust his thigh between Will’s legs, letting the older man ride him while he whispered in his ear.
“Goddamn Will you're perfect. I want to do so much to you. I want to lick every inch of you so I have the taste of you in my mouth all day. Fuck! Do you even know how good you smell? I want to mark you so you remember this. Suck a bruise into your neck so you think about me pressed against you every time you look into a mirror for the next week.”
“Christ,” Will panted against his neck, “I want it. Just touch me Finn please.”
Will’s voice cracked on please and Finn nearly came at how much he could turn Will on with his words.
He pulled back long enough to pull off his own shirt and snapped a command at Will.
“Get naked. I want to see you. Now.”
Will pulled off his pants and the boxers that Finn was slightly surprised to see. He settled himself against the stall wall and stared at Will. The shorter man really was beautiful. Hard muscles and tight skin covering every inch of him. His dick bobbing up and down with need in the nest of curls around it. Finn had thought it was weird how hairy the other man was at one point. Now he just wanted to run his hand from his hairy chest to that perfect cock.
He didn’t though. Instead he kept his distance and chanced giving the teacher another order.
“Turn on the water and get under it. I want to see you wet and hard for me.”
Will did. Finn was relieved that the water warmed quickly. A cold shower would have ruined this particular game.
“Watch me.” Finn said, undoing the button on his jeans. He unzipped them and pushed them down, watching as Will’s gaze stopped traveling after meeting his groin. He didn’t know where the words he was saying were coming from. It was like he was channeling the dialogue of every porn he’d ever seen. When Will listened and went along with it, it stopped being embarrassing and became insanely hot. He decided to test how far he could push it.
Finn stepped out of his jeans and leaned back against the wall again. He looked at his teacher and smirked.
“Do you like it Will? It’s hard for you. Any time I think about you I get so hard it hurts.”
Finn ran his hand along his shaft and wiped a bead of liquid from his already leaking tip. He looked up and met Will’s eyes as he sucked it from his finger.
“It tastes good Will. Do you wanna try?”
Will gave another one of those broken groans and started to walk toward him.
“No, stay where you are. Touch yourself first. Start with your chest.”
Will nodded and placed his hand on his breastbone. Finn watched him bite his lip as that hand moved and started a slow circle around one nipple. The water sheeting over Will allowing his hand to glide rather than catch on rough hair and heated skin.
“Do you like that Will?” Finn asked, fisting his dick for Will’s entertainment.
“Yeah,” Will said, voice shaky with arousal. “It feels so good Finn.”
Finn felt his hips give an involuntary thrust and looked up from the hair covered chest to his teacher’s eyes.
“If that was my hand where would you want me to touch you Will?”
Will closed his eyes and responded, “Everywhere.”
“Open your eyes Will. Keep looking at me. Where would you want me to touch first? Your cock? Do you want to feel my hand on you after you’ve been hard for so long?”
Will looked at him with slitted eyes and nodded his head. His fingers were still playing over his nipple while Finn watched.
“Don’t just nod Will. Tell me what you want me to do.”
Will voice was deeper than usual, rough with lust. “Yeah, I want your hand on me. I want you to touch my dick.”
Finn nodded and smiled suddenly. The change from strangely dominant to his normal puppy-like personality happening instantly.
“Come over here then.” Finn said. A moment later he had a armful of wet teacher.
Will’s mouth slammed into his. Almost splitting Finn’s lip with the force of the kiss. Before he knew what was happening he had a tongue touching every sensitive point in his mouth while Will grabbed Finn’s hand and dragged it to his cock.
He didn’t have to do any work. Will forced Finn’s hand to curl around his dick and started to fuck into it before Finn could even think about stroking. Finn groaned into the kiss and began to furiously pull at his own cock when Will’s other hand cupped his balls. Will tasted like coffee and the blueberries. Finn briefly wondered if he’d a muffin for breakfast that morning before a finger brushing up against his perineum had him gasping and pulling out of the kiss to concentrate on the feeling.
Will stopped moving.
“You okay Finn? We can stop if you want to.”
Finn felt physical pain at the idea of stopping now.
“No. God no. I just, that felt good. Do it again.”
He closed his eyes and allowed Will to take control. A soft brush of lips against lips had him leaning into the older man as fingers made their way between his thighs. He’d never been touched there before. Not even by himself. He found himself humming his approval into Will’s mouth as those fingers started applying steady pressure to him.
“That’s... yeah just like that.” He gasped pulling back to concentrate on the feeling.
Will laughed and kissed him on the cheek. “Welcome to external prostate stimulation 101 Mr. Hudson.”
Finn laughed back and threw back his head as Will started gently moving his fingers in circles.
He left his head back and closed his eyes. Taking in the sensations Will was sending shooting through him. So it came as quite a shock when the older man knelt down and took Finn’s cock into his mouth.
Between the fingers on him and Will’s mouth wrapped around his cock like a living condom Finn lost control. His head snapped forward and his hands tangled into Will’s curly hair.
“Fuck yes. More will please.”
Will hummed something that sounded like agreement and started to move. He didn’t take in much, but Finn didn’t care. Will’s tongue was doing things against the head of his cock that he didn’t know were possible. Each time Will pulled back he was pressing his fingers into the spot behind Finn’s balls that made him see stars. He knew that he wasn’t going to last.
His orgasm hit so quickly that he almost didn’t have time to warn Will. He managed a quick, “Will off.” Before he was shouting out with the intensity of it. When he came back to himself he saw Will kneeling on the floor grinning with a chest covered in Finn’s cum. He sat down quickly, because there was certainly no way that his knees were going to carry his weight, and leaned forward into his teacher.
“Sorry about that.” He said, gesturing at Will’s chest. “I should have warned you sooner. I didn’t know I’d go so fast.”
Will pressed a quick kiss to his forehead and laughed.
“Sorry for what Finn? I don’t mind your cum on me. It means I did my job right.”
He ran his thumb through his chest hair and brought it to his lips.
“You didn’t have to pull out you know.”
Finn felt a wrench in his stomach and new that if it had been possible for him to get hard again so quickly he would have.
Thinking about getting hard reminded him that Will still hadn’t gotten off.
“I still need to take care of you Will.”
Will kissed him, distracting Finn with the new flavor joining blueberries and coffee in his mouth.
“You don’t have to Finn. It’s enough for me that you got off.”
Finn looked down at his teacher’s rock hard cock and said, “Liar,” in a teasing tone.
“Just lay down Will. Let me take care of you.”
Will grinned at him and allowed himself to be pushed to the floor. Finn reached out and brushed his fingers against the head of Will’s dick. He hadn’t know that it was possible to leak that much without cumming. He lifted his hand to his lips out of curiosity and heard Will’s breath catch at the action. When he looked at Will the shorter man was giving him a look that stopped just this side of possessive.
Finn grinned and held out his hand in front of Will’s face. When his teacher gave him a confused look he raised an eyebrow at him and said, “Spit.” Hand newly lubed up he reached back to Will’s cock and watched the older man’s face as he slowly jacked him off.
Finn could tell when he’d hit a hot-spot because it turned out that Will was extremely vocal. His fucks and God yeses echoing through the mostly empty shower room.
He bent down and bit one of Will’s nipples as he kept up his steady rhythm. He moved his hands up to Will’s chest and ignored the other man’s words of protest as he trailed his lips downward, stopping to run his tongue around Will’s belly button. Will started to give out quiet gasps when Finn licked the his way down his belly and over to the point where thigh met groin. He knew Will expected him to take his cock in his mouth next. That wasn’t what happened.
Instead, Finn hooked his hands under Wills knees and pulled up, exposing the man's ass for the first time. He moved his hands down and spread the other man’s hair dusted cheeks open before he could change his mind. Santana had been very clear about preparation, and she’d said this was the way to go about it.
So before he could think about what he was doing he moved to lay down on the floor and tentatively licked at Will’s hole. All thoughts of how odd what he was doing was were gone as soon as Will reached down and encouraged him along with his hands.
“Finn... holy shit where’d you learn to do that? Yeah, keep going. More, yeah, harder. Really get it in there.”
If Finn had known that sticking his tongue up Will’s ass would have this reaction he’d have done it months ago.
He kept licking. The tight ring started to relax against his tongue so he let the tip slide into Will. Will’s enthusiastic commentary told him that was the right decision. He grinned against the other man and kept going.
“Fuck Finn. Keep going. I’m so close. Touch my cock. Please. I need to cum so bad.”
Finn hadn’t been expecting to finish Will off while he was down here. He wasn’t going to refuse anything that the other man asked of him though.
He slid his tongue in as far as he could and reached up to grasp Will’s cock. The angle was awkward but he was able to set up a small stroke that concentrated on the head. Will started to push back into his face and it was getting kind of hard to breathe, but he’d gotten hard again and his face down position had him rubbing against the floor as he tongued the other man.
He felt Will’s ass contract around his tongue an instant before he felt the hot wetness run over his hand.
“Finn...”
Hearing Will moan his name was enough to set him off. He blew his second load there against the floor and moaned his orgasm into the muscle contracting around his tongue.
Will finally laid back exhausted and Finn pulled himself up to rest his head on the other man’s shoulder. When Will looked over at him he grinned and took a lick at the fluid covering his hand. It came out less sexy than he’d anticipated when he nearly choked to death after seeing Will’s eyes widen in surprise at that.
He allowed his head to fall back on Will’s shoulder and started to idly trace patterns in the hair covering the older man’s chest.
“I bought condoms. I guess we didn’t really need them though.” He said.
Will grinned at him. “Santana mentioned it in her note. I guess she figured out what we were going to be doing when we both came in and bought condoms on the same day. Don’t feel bad though, I bought four boxes because I didn’t know what size you’d need other than ‘big.’”
Finn stiffened at the thought of Santana knowing what was going on. “What if she tells? She could get you fired. I don’t want you to lose your job because of me. I’m not worth that.”
Will placed his hand against Finn’s face and kissed him deeply. “Yes you are. Don’t ever doubt that. Santana seems to get a kick out of it anyway. Our secret's safe. I’ll even let you read the note if it makes you feel better.” Will suddenly looked slightly sad. “We don’t have to do this again if you don’t want to though. I’d understand if you didn’t.”
Finn panicked for a moment, thinking that he was being brushed off. “No. I definitely... I want to. Again I mean. I’ve been thinking about it forever. I just wish that I could just take you out to dinner or something. I don’t like being a secret.”
Will’s face softened. “You want to take me out on a date? That’s something we might be able to work out. Just give me a couple days. We do have to be a secret though.” He suddenly blushed and looked away from Finn. “If you want though... I mean... When you graduate, if you still want to. We could be together. Only if you want to though. I don’t want to push.”
Finn looked at Will in wonder. “Why would you want to be with me. I’m a screw-up Will. I’m not smart and I’m not really good at much other than football and singing. You should have someone who’s smart and can talk to you about stuff.” He looked away quickly hoping that Will didn’t see the tears in his eyes.
Will hugged the taller man to his chest. “You’re not a screw-up Finn. I’ve never met anyone who works as hard as you. You try as hard as you can to be everything to everyone. Don’t worry about that with me. Just be Finn and I’ll be happy.”
Finn nodded and took the comfort that Will was offering. Maybe they could make this work.
Author: Mshorr
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Mr. Schue sings, Shower!sex
Warnings: Language, role reversal, dominance play, graphic sex.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Finn watched Mr. Schue read the note that Santana had sent with him. He’d really wanted to read it. He’d nearly unfolded it several times on the way to school. In the end he kept his promise. He wondered what it said. It wasn’t like Santana was a teacher. How could a note from her excuse his being late? He decided to ask Mr. Schue about it later.
Class went surprisingly well. Finn was able to follow along without getting lost and even answered a question correctly without having to be prompted. The smile that got out of Mr. Schue was awesome. The entire class seemed to be in a good mood. Everyone laughed and sang along when Mr. Schue made up a nonsense song about dative construction. Finn figured that for a lot of them it was the first time that they’d heard Mr. Schue sing.
He was thankful that the dative case was one of the few things that he didn’t need help with. As soon as Mr. Schue had started singing Finn had stopped paying attention to the words and watched Mr. Schue’s face instead.
Finn didn’t think that he’d ever get over the changes that singing brought over in his teacher. It was like a mask dropped away from the older man’s face. He looked younger, more relaxed. Finn laughed softly when he noticed the smile playing at the corners of Mr. Schue’s mouth. Even this little made-up song in Spanish was enough to make the man happy.
Finn sometimes wondered why, if Mr. Schue enjoyed performing so much, he’d stayed back in Lima to teach. He certainly wasn’t going to look a gift cow in the mouth, or however that saying went, but he thought that Mr. Schue was probably more suited to Broadway than McKinley High.
The song ended eventually. Finn tried to ignore the little part of him that wanted to continue watching his teacher sing. Class went on, and continued to go well. By the time the final bell rang Finn was all smiles as the rest of the class headed out for the day.
He walked up to Mr. Schue’s desk and tapped the older man on the shoulder.
“Ready to get your tutoring on Mr. Schue?”
Mr. Schue rolled his eyes and grinned at Finn’s sudden enthusiasm.
“Sure Finn. I just need to make a phone call before we go. Wait here and I’ll be back in a minute.”
Finn stood as the older man walked out the door. As soon as he was left alone he settled into the chair behind Mr. Schue’s desk and went through his backpack. He had everything that he needed to get his plan going. Santana’s little talk with him might have been embarrassing but it was educational. He figured between that and Mr. Schue guiding him along he’d do alright. With nothing left to do but wait he settled into the chair and enjoyed the residual warmth from the teacher’s body.
Finn closed his eyes and thought back to the dream he’d woken up from that morning. In it he’d been in bed with Mr. Schue watching the other man sleep. He’d leaned over and woken the other man with a slow kiss. Mr. Schue had stretched and smiled mumbling “Morning” in a sleepy voice. In the dream Finn had smiled and teased him in a laughing voice. “For a teacher Will you always sleep late. I always thought that you’d be up and out by six in the morning.” Will... Mr. Schue had turned over on his side at that and had responded while running a line of kisses across Finn’s chest. “I used to be. Now I have a reason to stretch out my morning.”
Then Finn had woken up. He’d nearly cried at the realization that the other man wasn’t there with him.
So, leaning back and waiting for Mr. Schue to return, Finn poked mentally at the part of him that had hurt when Mr. Schue wasn’t there. He might not be able to artic... articul... say what he was feeling to himself, but only because he had to figure out what it all meant first.
…..
Will closed the door to his office and leaned back against it. He looked back at how well the day had gone and took it as a sign. The first good day that he’d had in forever came immediately after he decided to give into this... thing between Finn and himself.
He saw so much of himself in the boy. That hesitancy to let anybody see what he was actually feeling. The desire to make everyone happy, to play the mediator. Finn practically radiated the desire to help. To reach out and take away the pain of others. They were both willing to take on other people’s problems no matter how heavy their own burden already was.
Will let himself imagine, just for a moment, that the two of them together would be able to support that burden. Even though it was far too heavy for either of them on their own. He pushed the thought aside quickly. He was going to have sex with his student, he knew that, but he didn’t expect Finn to reciprocate any of the deeper emotions he was experiencing.
Will thought that it was probably just an experiment for the younger man. Exploring boundaries and discovering himself. Will already knew himself though. It wouldn’t be experimenting for him. It would be something much, much more. He’d allowed himself to come to terms with wanting his student physically, but he wouldn’t... couldn’t allow himself to examine the feelings that lay behind the lust.
Sleeping with Finn would have to be enough. Will’s dreams of waking up with him would have to fade away eventually. He hoped that he’d be lucky enough to forget them in time.
So, bracing himself against all that, he turned and left his office.
He found Finn still waiting in the classroom. He was leaning back in Will’s chair and humming happily to himself with his eyes closed. Will knew that what he was about to do was dangerous, but there was no one around and he didn’t think he could stop himself anyway. He walked up to his student and laid a hand on his shoulder. Finn opened his eyes and smiled at him. Will had been right. He wasn’t able to resist that grin. Bending down slowly, so Finn had time to stop him if he wanted to, he pressed a kiss to that grin he’d been watching the last two years.
Will had intended to go slow. Finn obviously had other ideas. The taller man grabbed Will by the neck and pulled him in to deepen the kiss. What had started out chaste was now something more. Will groaned into Finn’s mouth when the boy’s free hand reached down to cup his ass. He knew that he had to stop so they could move somewhere safer.
He pulled away and spoke before Finn could tug him back in. “We can’t. Not here. We have to go someplace more private.”
…..
Finn groaned as Mr. Schue pushed him into the cold tile of the shower wall. It made sense for this to happen here. The two of them had been building up to this moment since the teacher had watched him sing here. He gasped as Mr. Schue’s hands ghosted along his skin under his shirt. He felt hyper sensitive. Each touch of skin heading straight to his dick. He had no idea why he hadn’t cum in his pants yet but thanked God for it.
Mr. Schue moved his head slightly and the rasp of skin against his neck had Finn calling out the older man’s name. Mr. Schue looked up at him with a cocky grin and said, “Call me Will.” Then his hand closed on Finn’s erection through his jeans and the teen stopped thinking.
Will pressed him harder into the wall. Forcing Finn to bend his back and expose more of his neck. Even with their clothes on the teacher was nearly unbearably hot against him. Finn was sweating just from the heat Will put out. He shifted his hips to give Will a better angle and sobbed in pleasure at the increased pressure on his dick. Without thinking about it he found his hands undoing Will’s shirt. Clumsily forcing the buttons through their holes in a process much too slow.
Finn’s patience snapped and he ripped off Will’s shirt with enough force to leave the other man breathless. Gripping his shoulders through the thin white cotton of his undershirt Finn twisted and forced the other man against the wall. He bent down and found Will’s left nipple through his t-shirt, licking and biting at the nub of flesh through fabric. He heard Will let out a choked, “Fuck,” above him and smoothed his hand down from Will’s shoulder to his belt line.
Will stopped moaning and started babbling in English and Spanish when Finn switched nipples. His hips started rolling in vain, seeking friction in the air, when Finn hooked a finger under his waistband and started to drag it along the skin he found there.
Finn couldn’t make out what the teacher was saying other than “Oh god, finally.” But the voice broken with lust told him he was heading in the right direction. He pulled his fingers from Will’s waistband and pulled the T-shirt over the other man’s head. Fuck. Will was perfect. All hard angles and soft skin and rough hair. Finn didn’t think that he’d ever seen anything so beautiful before in his life. The other man even smelled masculine. Like cologne and sweat and something indefinably Will.
He stood up and thrust his thigh between Will’s legs, letting the older man ride him while he whispered in his ear.
“Goddamn Will you're perfect. I want to do so much to you. I want to lick every inch of you so I have the taste of you in my mouth all day. Fuck! Do you even know how good you smell? I want to mark you so you remember this. Suck a bruise into your neck so you think about me pressed against you every time you look into a mirror for the next week.”
“Christ,” Will panted against his neck, “I want it. Just touch me Finn please.”
Will’s voice cracked on please and Finn nearly came at how much he could turn Will on with his words.
He pulled back long enough to pull off his own shirt and snapped a command at Will.
“Get naked. I want to see you. Now.”
Will pulled off his pants and the boxers that Finn was slightly surprised to see. He settled himself against the stall wall and stared at Will. The shorter man really was beautiful. Hard muscles and tight skin covering every inch of him. His dick bobbing up and down with need in the nest of curls around it. Finn had thought it was weird how hairy the other man was at one point. Now he just wanted to run his hand from his hairy chest to that perfect cock.
He didn’t though. Instead he kept his distance and chanced giving the teacher another order.
“Turn on the water and get under it. I want to see you wet and hard for me.”
Will did. Finn was relieved that the water warmed quickly. A cold shower would have ruined this particular game.
“Watch me.” Finn said, undoing the button on his jeans. He unzipped them and pushed them down, watching as Will’s gaze stopped traveling after meeting his groin. He didn’t know where the words he was saying were coming from. It was like he was channeling the dialogue of every porn he’d ever seen. When Will listened and went along with it, it stopped being embarrassing and became insanely hot. He decided to test how far he could push it.
Finn stepped out of his jeans and leaned back against the wall again. He looked at his teacher and smirked.
“Do you like it Will? It’s hard for you. Any time I think about you I get so hard it hurts.”
Finn ran his hand along his shaft and wiped a bead of liquid from his already leaking tip. He looked up and met Will’s eyes as he sucked it from his finger.
“It tastes good Will. Do you wanna try?”
Will gave another one of those broken groans and started to walk toward him.
“No, stay where you are. Touch yourself first. Start with your chest.”
Will nodded and placed his hand on his breastbone. Finn watched him bite his lip as that hand moved and started a slow circle around one nipple. The water sheeting over Will allowing his hand to glide rather than catch on rough hair and heated skin.
“Do you like that Will?” Finn asked, fisting his dick for Will’s entertainment.
“Yeah,” Will said, voice shaky with arousal. “It feels so good Finn.”
Finn felt his hips give an involuntary thrust and looked up from the hair covered chest to his teacher’s eyes.
“If that was my hand where would you want me to touch you Will?”
Will closed his eyes and responded, “Everywhere.”
“Open your eyes Will. Keep looking at me. Where would you want me to touch first? Your cock? Do you want to feel my hand on you after you’ve been hard for so long?”
Will looked at him with slitted eyes and nodded his head. His fingers were still playing over his nipple while Finn watched.
“Don’t just nod Will. Tell me what you want me to do.”
Will voice was deeper than usual, rough with lust. “Yeah, I want your hand on me. I want you to touch my dick.”
Finn nodded and smiled suddenly. The change from strangely dominant to his normal puppy-like personality happening instantly.
“Come over here then.” Finn said. A moment later he had a armful of wet teacher.
Will’s mouth slammed into his. Almost splitting Finn’s lip with the force of the kiss. Before he knew what was happening he had a tongue touching every sensitive point in his mouth while Will grabbed Finn’s hand and dragged it to his cock.
He didn’t have to do any work. Will forced Finn’s hand to curl around his dick and started to fuck into it before Finn could even think about stroking. Finn groaned into the kiss and began to furiously pull at his own cock when Will’s other hand cupped his balls. Will tasted like coffee and the blueberries. Finn briefly wondered if he’d a muffin for breakfast that morning before a finger brushing up against his perineum had him gasping and pulling out of the kiss to concentrate on the feeling.
Will stopped moving.
“You okay Finn? We can stop if you want to.”
Finn felt physical pain at the idea of stopping now.
“No. God no. I just, that felt good. Do it again.”
He closed his eyes and allowed Will to take control. A soft brush of lips against lips had him leaning into the older man as fingers made their way between his thighs. He’d never been touched there before. Not even by himself. He found himself humming his approval into Will’s mouth as those fingers started applying steady pressure to him.
“That’s... yeah just like that.” He gasped pulling back to concentrate on the feeling.
Will laughed and kissed him on the cheek. “Welcome to external prostate stimulation 101 Mr. Hudson.”
Finn laughed back and threw back his head as Will started gently moving his fingers in circles.
He left his head back and closed his eyes. Taking in the sensations Will was sending shooting through him. So it came as quite a shock when the older man knelt down and took Finn’s cock into his mouth.
Between the fingers on him and Will’s mouth wrapped around his cock like a living condom Finn lost control. His head snapped forward and his hands tangled into Will’s curly hair.
“Fuck yes. More will please.”
Will hummed something that sounded like agreement and started to move. He didn’t take in much, but Finn didn’t care. Will’s tongue was doing things against the head of his cock that he didn’t know were possible. Each time Will pulled back he was pressing his fingers into the spot behind Finn’s balls that made him see stars. He knew that he wasn’t going to last.
His orgasm hit so quickly that he almost didn’t have time to warn Will. He managed a quick, “Will off.” Before he was shouting out with the intensity of it. When he came back to himself he saw Will kneeling on the floor grinning with a chest covered in Finn’s cum. He sat down quickly, because there was certainly no way that his knees were going to carry his weight, and leaned forward into his teacher.
“Sorry about that.” He said, gesturing at Will’s chest. “I should have warned you sooner. I didn’t know I’d go so fast.”
Will pressed a quick kiss to his forehead and laughed.
“Sorry for what Finn? I don’t mind your cum on me. It means I did my job right.”
He ran his thumb through his chest hair and brought it to his lips.
“You didn’t have to pull out you know.”
Finn felt a wrench in his stomach and new that if it had been possible for him to get hard again so quickly he would have.
Thinking about getting hard reminded him that Will still hadn’t gotten off.
“I still need to take care of you Will.”
Will kissed him, distracting Finn with the new flavor joining blueberries and coffee in his mouth.
“You don’t have to Finn. It’s enough for me that you got off.”
Finn looked down at his teacher’s rock hard cock and said, “Liar,” in a teasing tone.
“Just lay down Will. Let me take care of you.”
Will grinned at him and allowed himself to be pushed to the floor. Finn reached out and brushed his fingers against the head of Will’s dick. He hadn’t know that it was possible to leak that much without cumming. He lifted his hand to his lips out of curiosity and heard Will’s breath catch at the action. When he looked at Will the shorter man was giving him a look that stopped just this side of possessive.
Finn grinned and held out his hand in front of Will’s face. When his teacher gave him a confused look he raised an eyebrow at him and said, “Spit.” Hand newly lubed up he reached back to Will’s cock and watched the older man’s face as he slowly jacked him off.
Finn could tell when he’d hit a hot-spot because it turned out that Will was extremely vocal. His fucks and God yeses echoing through the mostly empty shower room.
He bent down and bit one of Will’s nipples as he kept up his steady rhythm. He moved his hands up to Will’s chest and ignored the other man’s words of protest as he trailed his lips downward, stopping to run his tongue around Will’s belly button. Will started to give out quiet gasps when Finn licked the his way down his belly and over to the point where thigh met groin. He knew Will expected him to take his cock in his mouth next. That wasn’t what happened.
Instead, Finn hooked his hands under Wills knees and pulled up, exposing the man's ass for the first time. He moved his hands down and spread the other man’s hair dusted cheeks open before he could change his mind. Santana had been very clear about preparation, and she’d said this was the way to go about it.
So before he could think about what he was doing he moved to lay down on the floor and tentatively licked at Will’s hole. All thoughts of how odd what he was doing was were gone as soon as Will reached down and encouraged him along with his hands.
“Finn... holy shit where’d you learn to do that? Yeah, keep going. More, yeah, harder. Really get it in there.”
If Finn had known that sticking his tongue up Will’s ass would have this reaction he’d have done it months ago.
He kept licking. The tight ring started to relax against his tongue so he let the tip slide into Will. Will’s enthusiastic commentary told him that was the right decision. He grinned against the other man and kept going.
“Fuck Finn. Keep going. I’m so close. Touch my cock. Please. I need to cum so bad.”
Finn hadn’t been expecting to finish Will off while he was down here. He wasn’t going to refuse anything that the other man asked of him though.
He slid his tongue in as far as he could and reached up to grasp Will’s cock. The angle was awkward but he was able to set up a small stroke that concentrated on the head. Will started to push back into his face and it was getting kind of hard to breathe, but he’d gotten hard again and his face down position had him rubbing against the floor as he tongued the other man.
He felt Will’s ass contract around his tongue an instant before he felt the hot wetness run over his hand.
“Finn...”
Hearing Will moan his name was enough to set him off. He blew his second load there against the floor and moaned his orgasm into the muscle contracting around his tongue.
Will finally laid back exhausted and Finn pulled himself up to rest his head on the other man’s shoulder. When Will looked over at him he grinned and took a lick at the fluid covering his hand. It came out less sexy than he’d anticipated when he nearly choked to death after seeing Will’s eyes widen in surprise at that.
He allowed his head to fall back on Will’s shoulder and started to idly trace patterns in the hair covering the older man’s chest.
“I bought condoms. I guess we didn’t really need them though.” He said.
Will grinned at him. “Santana mentioned it in her note. I guess she figured out what we were going to be doing when we both came in and bought condoms on the same day. Don’t feel bad though, I bought four boxes because I didn’t know what size you’d need other than ‘big.’”
Finn stiffened at the thought of Santana knowing what was going on. “What if she tells? She could get you fired. I don’t want you to lose your job because of me. I’m not worth that.”
Will placed his hand against Finn’s face and kissed him deeply. “Yes you are. Don’t ever doubt that. Santana seems to get a kick out of it anyway. Our secret's safe. I’ll even let you read the note if it makes you feel better.” Will suddenly looked slightly sad. “We don’t have to do this again if you don’t want to though. I’d understand if you didn’t.”
Finn panicked for a moment, thinking that he was being brushed off. “No. I definitely... I want to. Again I mean. I’ve been thinking about it forever. I just wish that I could just take you out to dinner or something. I don’t like being a secret.”
Will’s face softened. “You want to take me out on a date? That’s something we might be able to work out. Just give me a couple days. We do have to be a secret though.” He suddenly blushed and looked away from Finn. “If you want though... I mean... When you graduate, if you still want to. We could be together. Only if you want to though. I don’t want to push.”
Finn looked at Will in wonder. “Why would you want to be with me. I’m a screw-up Will. I’m not smart and I’m not really good at much other than football and singing. You should have someone who’s smart and can talk to you about stuff.” He looked away quickly hoping that Will didn’t see the tears in his eyes.
Will hugged the taller man to his chest. “You’re not a screw-up Finn. I’ve never met anyone who works as hard as you. You try as hard as you can to be everything to everyone. Don’t worry about that with me. Just be Finn and I’ll be happy.”
Finn nodded and took the comfort that Will was offering. Maybe they could make this work.