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Artie and Finn part 8
Artie had totally blown Finn's mind. After an intense fuck session, Artie and Finn had collapsed into one another. In a post-coital haze, Artie had, without much thought, felt compelled to tell Finn about his encounter with Sam earlier that same evening. Artie had then proceeded to tell Finn about Puck, Mike Chang, Kurt, and even Mr. Shue. Finn's mouth was agape, his head cocked to the side propping against his arm and looking into Artie's eyes as he told him of the numerous sexual encounters he had over the last year.
Had Finn not known Artie as well as he did and had he not felt such a deep closeness to him at this moment (their bodies still sticky with each other's sweat and cum) he might have thought Artie was lying. Because of their connection, Finn didn't doubt a single word. Finn rationalized that if he could be this into it, so could anyone.
When Artie had reached the end of his long (and incredibly hot) story, Finn just stared at him without talking. Finally, after several seconds of silence, Finn smiled and started to speak, "I guess I'm just jealous that it was them instead of me!"
Artie had been relieved at Finn's response. About half-way through his story, he wondered if it was a good idea to tell anyone, even Finn. He was starting to feel like he was betraying a trust, but then Finn's responses had put him at ease. Artie added the caveat "You can't tell anyone." To which Finn had responded, "Of course not, that would spoil all the fun!"
Artie and Finn had laid together and talked for an hour before they came up with an idea. Artie brought up the idea of having a threesome. Finn seemed a little nervous about it, but Artie was clearly in charge, and Finn seemed happy to defer to him. Finn was apprehensive, but not against it. Finn seemed excited at the prospect. After some discussion, Artie had decided that it would be Mike Chang. Mike had done whatever Puck wanted when they were drunk, but Puck was still in juvenile detention, so Artie figured that Mike might still be up for some play.
The plan was a simple one. Get Mike alone, lay it out for him, see if he was interested. The following Monday at school, Finn had asked Mike if he wanted to hang out after school. Mike's face had lit up at the invitation. Tina had been dominating and controlling since she and Mike had started dating, and as much as he loved it, he needed a break. They agreed they would meet at Finn's house after school and hang out in the basement.
That afternoon, Mike had come over as planned. Finn had explained that his mom was working, gone all night. Finn had some beers stashed in the garage fridge would Mike like some---hell yes from Mike. Within 30 minutes, Mike had downed five beers and was on his way to being completely inebriated. This is, after all, what Artie had said was required last time Mike had taken it up the butt.
After about 45 minutes, the doorbell rang upstairs, as if on cue. Finn had excused himself to see who it was (as if he didn't know). About a minute later, Mike looked up to see Finn coming down the stairs with a person slung over his shoulder like he was a fireman. It took the half drunk Mike Chang a second to realize it was Artie. Mike seemed excited to see him. "Artie!" Mike Chang said laughing. It was a comical sight. Artie waved, but Mike couldn't see his face until they were down the stairs. The explanation as to why Finn was carrying Artie like a 50 pound sack of flour should have been simple. Artie's chair couldn't come down the stairs. But to someone who was now 8 beers to the wind, it wasn't so apparent. "Why are you carrying Artie!" Mike said, his speech starting to slur.
As Finn sat Artie down on the ratty old couch next to Mike, Artie spoke, "How else am I going to get down here?" Artie smiled, which made Mike smile. They exchanged a handshake that involved fists bumps, something the football players did after practices, but Mike didn't get it right due to the beers. Finn at on the other side of Mike and the three talked. Finn took another sip of his beer (the only one he had opened since bringing them in from the garage) and offered one to Artie, which he took, opened, but didn't drink from.
Mike seemed genuinely glad to see Artie and started a conversation, which was light hearted and a little hard to follow since drunk Mike Chang went from topic to topic with little or no segue. Right after their three way with Puck, things had been a little weird between Artie and Mike. There were some odd looks, not much talking, but after a while, things had returned to normal. When Artie joined the football team, it had gotten better still. They had started to hang out a little. It was a little weird, and Artie didn't know if that because they two had fucked, or if it was because Mike was now dating Tina, for whom Artie had a not-so-secret crush on still. At any rate, Mike was even friendlier than usual now.
After a few minutes of talking, Finn hopped up and grabbed his laptop from across the room and sat back down with it in his lap. "Boys, we need a little entertainment."
Mike opened another beer as he said, "Yeah!"
After a few clicks, a porno began to play on the screen with the accompanying audio of a woman moaning. Finn sat the laptop on the table directly in front of Mike Chang and sat back to take another sip of beer. Artie and Finn both watched for Mike's response to the video. Mike was quiet for a moment and then piped up, "Awesome!" and began to laugh again.
So far, so good. Artie and Finn locked eyes across Mike Chang and smiled. The three settled back onto the couch as the porn played on the laptop in front of them. A brunette woman with big tits was getting fucked by a black guy. It certainly wasn't the Citizen Kane of porn, but it seemed to be getting the job done. Mike began to absent-mindedly rub his crotch. Artie and Finn noticed and began to do the same. While Mike watched the porn, they both watched Mike.
Within a minute, Artie and Finn would both fully erect, and from what Artie could tell, so was Mike. According to the plan Artie and Finn had laid out ahead of time, Artie leaned back and unbuttoned his pants, then slowly pulled down the zipper. Mike's head jerked to see what was going on and his body immediately tensed. Mike and Finn watched as Artie pulled down the front of his boxer briefs and his thick 9+ dick sprung up.
Mike gave a nervous laugh and said, "What the fuck are you doing Artie" in a soft voice. Artie smiled and spoke in a low ghetto-style voice that he used sometimes when he was trying (and usually failing) to be cool. "You know what I'm doing." Artie said as he wrapped his right hand around his massive hard-on and slowly started to stroke it. "I'm just taking care of business." Mike looked stricken as he looked back at Finn. Finn was red in the face, but smiling. Finn couldn't believe how daring Artie could be. Artie was clearly running this show. Mike looked back at Artie and the back to Finn, who was now rubbing his crotch more obviously for Mike to see. Finn's face and neck were red with embarrassment and more than a little fear, but just as Artie had instructed him before, he undid his pants and pulled out his own hard cock.
Mike looked nervous and a little scared. "What the fuck are you guys doing?" Mike said softly. As much as Mike tried to act like he didn't understand what was going on, he couldn't make eye contact with Finn or Artie. He could only stare at their cocks.
"Just rubbing one out." Artie said, still trying to be cool. "Why don't you join us?"
Mike gave another nervous laugh and then looked at Finn, who, while still red in the face, smiled and gently tugged on his own hard cock. Mike, who was quite drunk by this point, looked confused and scared. After a few more turns of looking between Artie and Finn, he finally settled back onto the couch and focused on the laptop of porn in front of him. He began to once again rub his crotch, but didn't want to move his head to either side. After a few more moments, Artie spoke. "Why don't you take yours out too Mike, it's not like I haven't seen it before."
Mike jerked his head to look Artie in the eye. Mike Chang was terrified. Mike didn't want anyone to know what he and Puck (and Artie that one time) had done together. He didn't want anyone to think he was gay. He had a girlfriend. Tina could be mean. Tina would kick his ass. Mike's eye begged Artie to shut up in front of Finn. Whatever was going on here, Mike was scared.
Artie smiled again and put his hand on Mike's shoulder, which made him jump a little. "It's okay Mike," Artie almost whispered. "Finn knows."
Mike's eyes got huge. Artie kept his low tone. "Finn doesn't care. He is cool with it."
Mike looked confused once again and when he looked to Finn, Finn's smile disarmed Mike a little. After a couple more off looks, Mike finally relaxed into state of confusion instead of panic. Mike's head was filled with fog, but he was starting to grasp what was going on. Mike once again began rubbing his crotch and watching the porn. Mike tried to make it look like he wasn't paying attention to Finn or Artie, but he found himself stealing glancing at either of the big cocks to either side of him.
After a minute or two, Artie reached over to Mike's crotch and began to fiddle with Mike's belt. Mike half-heartedly pushed Artie's hand away. "What the fuck are you doing?" Mike said, still just above a whisper. Artie just grinned and continued to undo Mike's pants. "You know what I want Mike. Finn wants it too. Are you really telling me you don't want it?" To Finn, Artie sounded a little like a date rapist in one of those cheesy videos they used to watch in abstinence club. Finn was amazed at how forceful Artie could be when it came to sex. Finn kind of liked it.
"Don't Artie....I don't want......" but Mike's voice trailed off as Artie pulled down the front of Mike's jeans and underwear to reveal Mike's hard 6
inch cock. Artie began to gently tug on Mike's dick. Mike still seamed nervous and embarrassed. "See Mike, that isn't so bad. Finn like's it, don't you Finn?" Artie waved Mike Chang's cock at Finn and looked at him. Mike also looked over at Finn, a stricken look on his face.
"Finn," Artie said.
"Show Mike how much you like it?"
Finn looked almost as scared as Mike, but just as he and Artie had discussed they would, Finn simply nodded at Artie and leaned down. Before Mike Chang had time to protest, Finn had opened wide and taken all of Mike's dick into his mouth. Mike yelped quietly with surprise and pleasure as Finn began to bob up and down on Mike's cock.
Mike's eye rolled back in his head and he began to moan quietly.
Artie smiled and began to stroke Mike's hair.
With his other hand, Artie pulled up Mike's shirt to reveal the amazing abs that Artie remembered both from their last encounter and from football practice. As Artie gently stroked up and down Mike's chest, Finn had found a steady rhythm of moving up and down Mike's cock.
Artie lifted Mike's shirt with both hands, Mike instinctively raised his arms and allowed the shirt to be pulled off over his head.
While not taking his mouth off of Mike's cock, Finn began to slide Mike's jeans and underwear down around his sneakers. Finn pulled off just long enough to rip off his own shirt. This short break was all the time Artie needed to grab Mike by the back of the head and pull him down toward his own hard dick. Mike began to speak, "Artie I...." but was interrupted when Artie's hard dick slammed into it. Artie slid his dick deep into Mike's throat, pushing his head down onto it.
Mike choked a little, but then Artie eased his grip just enough to let Mike breath again. Once Artie found the exact deepest spot that Mike could suck to without gagging, Artie began to slam Mike down just that far each time. Mike made some grunts, but made no effort to push away.
Artie was starting to think that Mike's protests were for show.
Maybe he didn't want to seem to eager.
As Artie fucked Mike hard in the throat, Finn, now completely nude, had removed the rest of Mike's clothes, leaving him only in his socks, and had once again taken up sucking his dick. Mike was half on his side now, to get a better angle to suck Artie off. After a few more minutes, Artie spoke to Finn, "You ready to fuck?" Artie sounded almost angry. Finn was both excited and terrified by this side of Artie.
Mike began to pull off of Artie's cock to once again deliver a fake protest against what was going on, but Artie grabbed his head and pushed it hard down on his cock, gagging him a little. "Just keep sucking, Finn knows what he is doing." Artie said calmly, the way a teacher talks to a child.
Within moments, Finn had fetched condoms and lube from an unseen nearby location where he had stashed them earlier for this meeting, and was rolling one onto his dick. A dab of cold lube touched Mike's hole and he yelped a little, but the sound was muted by the mouthful of Artie's cock he was trying to swallow. A few seconds later, Mike felt the warmth of Artie's cock touching his asshole. Finn began to push and shortly, Mike's hole surrendered as the entire head and about an inch of shaft slid into Mike. Mike groaned and made some painful noises, but again they were muffled.
Mike was still new to the whole fucking a dude thing, and he was really worried about hurting Mike. Finn was gently prodding a little in and out when Artie spoke quietly with no emotion in his voice.
"Just jam it all the way in," Artie said. Finn looked surprised. "But won't that really hurt?" Finn said.
Artie didn't miss a beat, "Just put it all the way in, he will get used to it." Mike, hearing this started to make some panic sounds and tried to pull off of Artie's dick, but Artie held him down on his dick and repeated. "Do it Finn"
Finn began to gingerly slide another inch in, to which Mike again made groaning sounds. "All the way Finn." Artie whispered.
"Do it now." Finn, feeling ten different ways about this, deferred to Artie and quickly slid the rest of his thick seven inches into Mike Chang until his balls touched Mike's ass. Mike sounded like he was in terrible pain. He groaned and made sob like sounds and while he didn't try to pull of Finn's dick, he did bury his face in Artie's crotch. Artie pulled Mike's head up and looked at him. Artie could tell that while Mike was in some pain, he was also enjoying this. Mike once again gave a fake protest: "Artie, I don't...." Mike was again cut off as Artie shoved Mike's head back down on his cock. Mike, finally surrendering to what was happening, began to move his mouth up and down Artie huge dick.
Artie smiled, then looked at Finn and nodded. Finn, taking his cue, looked down at his cock, which was buried in Mike's asshole. Finn ran his hands along Mike's back and then under to Mike's washboard abs. Finn grasped Mike at the hips and slowly pulled his cock out of Mike. Finn had withdrawn until just the tip of his dick remained in Mike, and then quickly jammed it back in. Mike made another muffled yelp, but Artie was looking Finn in the eye and Finn didn't dare stop. Finn began a repetitive motion of pulling his cock almost completely out of Mike and then jamming it back in as hard as he could. Mike continued to make muffled noises, but no longer made any attempt to stop what was happening. After a few minutes, the painful noises that Mike had been making were replaced by ones of pleasure. On every stroke in, Mike would make a slight moaning sound.
After several minutes of fucking, Artie grabbed a handful of jet black hair on the back of Mike Chang's head and pulled him up off of his dick. Once Artie's mammoth dick popped out of Mike's mouth, he immediately began gasping to catch his breath. Mike seemed dazed and unsteady. The beer and the endorphins were clearly doing a number on his brain. "My turn." Artie said. Artie had even told Finn what positions they were going to fuck in before hand. So as Mike sat back on the couch catching his breath, Finn put an arm under Artie's legs and flipped them up, so that now Artie was laying long ways on the couch. Mike seemed oblivious to both of them, but he was lightly stroking his own dick with his eyes closed. Finn also handed Artie a magnum-size condom and some lube from the same unseen location he had fetched from before. Seconds later, the condom was on Artie's big dick and Artie pointed to Mike while looking at Finn.
"Sit him down on my dick." Artie said quietly. Mike did snap out of it upon hearing this. He looked at Artie, but he didn't speak, or try to move away. Even drunk, Mike was on board. Finn put his armed under Mike's armpits and lifted him a little off the couch. Mike used his own legs to help get him there, and Mike was now hovering over Artie's hard dick. Mike put his hands on Artie's shoulders to steady himself and in a way that reminded Mike of the way Puck had done when he and Artie had fucked him that time before, Finn began to lower Mike on Artie's dick. Finn's dick had done a good job of loosening up Mike's ass, so there was almost no resistance before Mike's hole gave up and let Artie's cock head pop inside. Mike didn't yelp this time, but instead bit his lip and gave a groan. Finn's cock was almost as thick as Artie's, but not as long, so Mike didn't really start feeling pain until he was about three quarters of the way down on Artie's dick. At this point, Mike started panting heavy and was hesitant to go down any further. Artie looked at Mike, whose eyes were closed.
"Do it Mike." Artie said calmly, but with forcefully.
Mike shook his head no, with his eyes still closed.
"Look at me Mike," Artie said calmly.
Mike opened his eyes and looked at Artie. Artie was so serious, so strong, he had become someone else. Artie didn't have to say it again. Mike closed his eyes again and began to force himself down a little more of on Artie's dick. Meanwhile Finn just watched them both in awe. He was slowly stroking himself. Artie put his hand on Mike's face and spoke again, "Look at me Mike." This time, Artie had spoken louder, but still calmly. Mike popped his eyes open again, almost scared. After a few seconds, Mike understood. He once again began to push himself down on Artie's cock, this time with his eyes open. Mike's face contorted and screwed up in pain as another inch of Artie's dick pushed it's way inside of Mike asshole.
Finally, with all but about two inches inside of him, Mike stopped and held himself where he was. Mike's face was red and he looked like he was in pain.
"Please Artie....I can't. I just..." Artie didn't close his eyes, but looked down as to break eye contact with Artie. At this point, whether Artie or Finn, or even Mike knew it or not, what Mike was really feeling was disappointment that he couldn't take it all. Or maybe, disappointment that he couldn't do what Artie had wanted. Artie pulled Mike's face up to where they were looking at each other again and Artie spoke in the same calm voice, "It's ok Mike. Finn will help you." Mike looked confused and surprised and didn't understand until he felt Finn put his hands on his shoulders. Then he understood. Mike was about open his mouth to protest (maybe this time, not so much a fake protest, but a real one) when Finn pushed hard on Mike's shoulders. Mike was taken by surprise and couldn't keep himself from moving down. In one sharp motion, Finn pushed Mike down the rest of the way on Artie's thick dick until Mike's ass came to rest of Artie's legs.
Mike's ass exploded with pain. Mike thought for a second that he had been split in two. Mike collapsed forward onto Artie and cried out in pain. Finn recoiled, terrified that despite following the plan he and Artie had discussed, that he had made a mistake and really hurt Mike. Artie, simply wrapped his arms around Mike and held him to him. Mike's head was buried in Artie neck as he made painful sobs. Artie and Finn realized something at the same time. As much as he was hurting, Mike hadn't tried to pull off of Artie's dick. Instead, he was holding himself in place, his ass full of Artie's big cock.
After what seemed like an eternity to Finn, Mike gingerly leaned back until he was sitting up again. Artie saw the trail of one year on the left of Mike's face, but Mike seemed okay otherwise. Mike began to slowly pull off of Artie's dick, clearly a painful process. And just when Finn thought Mike was going to pull completely off and go running for the door, Mike began to ease himself back down again. Finn watched and Artie smiled as Mike began to slowly fuck himself on Artie's dick. Mike picked up speed and within a minute was rapidly hopping up and down about six inches of Artie's cock. Finn watched for about five minutes while they fucked, which he wasn't counting, so it seemed like an hour. Mike was really getting into it now, stroking his own cock while bobbing on Artie's lap. Mike spoke, and what he said left even Artie, who was cool, calm, and in control, confused as to his meaning. Mike simply said, "More." Artie looked with confusion to Mike, and then Finn. "More" Mike repeated.
Artie smiled (looking more like the Artie that Mike and Finn were used to) and said, "Um, you already got all the dick I have to give you." Mike smiled at this and took another long stroke on Artie's dick, which sent a shudder through both of them. Then Mike turned his head to look at Finn, who had been merely a bystander for the time Artie had been fucking Mike. "I want you both," Mike said. "At the same time."
Neither of them got it after first, but after a second or two, Artie and Finn arrived there at the same time and looked at each other, and then back to Mike, who grinned. It would appear that the power dynamic had just changed. Mike seemed to be calling the shots now. Artie grinned. He didn't mind at all. Finn on the other hand, seemed still confused. Finn understood what Mike wanted him to do, but didn't seem to understand the logistics. Artie saw the confusion on the somewhat dimwitted jocks face and helped him out, "Just put on a condom Finn." Artie reassured him.
Twenty seconds later, Finn's seven inches was once again wrapped in latex and lubed up. He positioned himself behind Mike, who was still completely penetrated by the more than nine inches of hard dick that Artie had. Finn, still seeming confused, put the head of his dick to where it touched the spot that Artie's dick met Mike asshole. He began to push gently at first to no avail. This was a tight fit, and there was no way gentle was going to do it. Mike looked over his shoulder at Finn and gave him a look that said, "Come on." Finn took a deep breath and pushed as hard as he dare and after a second of thinking it would still do no good, he felt Mike's hold begin to relent. Mike gave a full on scream and Finn felt his cock head force it's way into Mike ass, sliding along top of Artie's dick, which also occupied that space. Mike sounded like he was dying and Finn was about to pull out, but Mike, almost as if he could read Finn's mind took gasped for air as he spat out his words, "Don't take it out!" Finn froze where he was and Mike began to more quietly pant and recover from the intrusion of two cocks in his ass.
After at least a minute of trying to get used to the feeling of two huge dicks in his ass, Mike, this time without looking at him, spoke to Finn, "More." What all Mike could manage to say. Finn began to ease more of the way in, which was difficult. Finn pushed hard and slid another inch of dick into Mike. Mike continued to scream with pain, holding Artie's shoulders to support himself. Artie could feel Mike's nails digging into his shoulders. Artie was surprised and incredibly turned on by this surprise turn of events. Of all the ways Artie had planned this day to play out, a double penetration on Mike Chang wasn't even on the list. "More!" Mike screamed as Finn continued to push into him. Mike had stopped playing with his dick when Finn had first began to penetrate him, but his cock was rock hard and looked ready to burst. As Finn pushed just past the halfway mark, Mike screamed, "All of it, all of it!" Finn didn't understand the urgency or think it was a good idea, but he was also caught up in the moment, so he braced himself and pushed really hard, sliding all of his cock into Mike's ass along side Artie's Mike continued to scream, and as Finn slid the last of his dick into Mike, Mike's cock exploded in orgasm. Without so much as a touch, Mike's cock erupted jizz onto Artie's chest and belly. The sensation was so intense for Mike that he thought he would pass out, but the moment that the last of the climax had subsided, his cock still dribbling cum onto Artie, Mike suddenly felt more pain than pleasure. "Take it out! Take it out!" he yelped. Finn, still terrified, and frankly unaware that Mike had cum, panicked and yanked backward, pulling his cock free of Mike's ass. As big as Artie's dick was, it didn't seem so bad having just had two cocks in him, so Mike, now not in nearly as much pain, breathed a sigh of relief as he slowly pulled up off of Artie's dick and then, much to Artie's delight, rather than getting off the couch and hurrying out of the room, Mike collapsed back onto Artie, Mike's cum now rubbing between Artie's chest and belly and Mike's.
Finn, putting two and two together, realized that Mike and cum and smiled. Artie returned the smile, but Mike couldn't see either, as he once again buried his face in Artie's neck. Finn was also incredibly close, so he pulled off the condom and began ferociously jerking his cock. Within ten seconds, his own cock began to shoot thick roped of creamy cum all over Mike's back and dribbling down onto his smooth ass. Mike, who frankly Artie thought had fallen asleep, cooed with delight at the sensation of Finn's hot cum on his back. Finn laughed as he collapsed onto the couch. Without even a second of rest, Finn pulled the condom off of Artie's dick and put nearly the whole thing in his mouth. Finn's now more practiced technique paid off when a minute later, Artie tensed and Finn took all of Artie's cum in his mouth. Finn swallowed halfway through Artie's orgasm and was able to take it all without spilling a drop. Artie, Mike, and Finn, all spent, lay for a few minutes on the couch, a tangle of arms, and legs, and only slightly diminished hard-ons. Finally, Mike was the first to sit up on the couch. Artie was still afraid it would be weird, but Mike looked at both Artie and Finn very seriously before busting out laughing, which made the other two laugh as well. As the three began to look for their clothes and get dressed, Finn made a comment for no reason other than to break the silence, "You should come over more often Mike" Mike looked at them both seriously, then laughed before saying, "Next time, bring more beer! I wasn't drunk enough this time!"