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Noah Puckerman lent against the wall of the hallway watching the swarm of bodies pass by. Every once in a while he'd catch sight of one of his McKinley High classmates eyeing him appreciatively before quickly looking away when they realised he'd noticed. For as long as he could remember that's how it had always been. He was a stud and wherever he went he attracted attention from men and women alike. At first the male attention had freaked him out but now he'd learnt to embrace it. Enjoy it even. Of course today's choice of a tight black t-shirt that clung to his muscular frame and package hugging jeans was helping to draw a little more attention than usual.
Finally as the herd before him began to thin Puck saw what, or more accurately who, he'd been waiting for. Sam Evans, bag slung over his shoulder and a grin plastered on his face, was trudging down the hall. Puck noticed that Sam was drawing some attention of his own as he walked although unlike Puck he seemed completely oblivious to the curious glances of the student body. Puck kept his eyes on Sam as he slowly made his way down the corridor weaving between stragglers heading in the opposite direction. After what felt like an impossibly long wait Sam moved within arms reach of Puck and after a quick glance up and down the hall to make sure nobody was paying too much attention Puck grabbed hold of a surprised Sam's shirt and dragged him through a quickly opened doorway and into a deserted room.
The room wasn't so much a room as a cupboard. A storage cupboard in fact with shelves stacked with cleaning chemicals and various kinds of brushes and clothes. A single bulb hung from the ceiling just about illuminating the room. As Puck dragged Sam into the room he kicked the door closed behind them and quickly pulled Sam toward him and kissed him. Their lips pressed against each other for a second before Sam's mouth opened and Puck's tongue slipped in. A few seconds later the kiss broke.
"You can't keep doing this. I'm going to be late for class. Again."
"Shut up talking!"
Puck was kissing Sam again. This time one muscled arm wrapped itself around the small of Sam's back as the other hand took hold of Sam's dirty blonde hair. The second kiss lasted longer than the first but Sam again pulled his lips away from Puck's.
"I can't be late for another class Puck."
"You know how many people would kill to be in here with me?"
"I should be grateful you keep dragging me into closets to make out?"
"Not just make out..."
A knowing and undeniably dirty smile filled Puck's face as he let the sentence trail off.
"No, not just make out...."
Sam couldn't help but smile as well though his was less knowing and dirty than Puck's. And that was all the opening Puck needed to launch a third kiss. This one more aggressive than the previous two. Pulling Sam into his solid muscular frame and dragging him toward the side wall of the room. As the kiss finally broke Puck was leaning against the wall with an armed wrapped around Sam holding him close.
"I really have got to go!"
"This is your fault you know?"
"How is this my fault?"
"Its your lips..." With his free hand Puck used one finger to trace Sam's lips. "They can't be ignored."
As Puck's hand dropped from his lips Sam shifted and managed to twist free of Puck's hold. As he turned to leave Sam was stopped in his tracks as Puck grabbed hold of his wrist and guided his hand toward the package of Puck's jeans.
"See what you do to me!"
Sam could feel Puck's hard cock as his hand brushed over the jeans. It was practically trying to fight its way out of the ever tightening pants and begging for freedom.
"You gonna blue ball me Sam?"
"Blue ball you? I blew you this morning..." Sam looked around him for a second. "In here!"
"What can I say? My sex drive is almost as big as my dick!"
Sam's hand was still gently squeezing Puck's ever growing erection through his jeans and as the smile filled his cute light features Puck knew Sam was done putting up his token resistance. Puck again pulled Sam into him and again they were kissing. Their tongues sliding over one another as Puck's hands instinctively took a firm grip of Sam's ass. Finally the kiss broke and the two men stood just looking at one another for a moment, Sam groping Puck's crotch and Puck groping Sam's ass.
"Take your shirt off..."
Sam hesitated for a moment and then pulled his loose fitting long sleeved t-shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor along with his bag. Before the shirt even hit the floor Puck's fingers were tracing the defined muscles of Sam's upper body. Counting out the perfectly formed abs on his stomach. Puck could never understand why Sam kept his body hidden away underneath so many different loose fitting shirts. In fact Puck wasn't entirely sure why Sam bothered to wear a shirt at all. Whilst he was bigger than Sam and had more muscle mass to show off he lacked the chiselled definition of Sam's body but still he had enough trouble keeping his shirt on. If his abs looked like Sam's he was pretty sure he'd never wear a shirt.
After a moment of tracing Sam's abs Puck's fingers moved north and slowly circled his nipples before gently pinching and twisting them each in turn. Each time he touched them he heard Sam's breath catch as he resisted the urge to moan. And as Puck played with Sam's upper body Sam was busy pulling open the buttons of Puck's jeans. Within seconds they were open and Sam tugged them down over Puck's muscular thighs and let them drop down to his ankles. Sam was slightly surprised to see that Puck was wearing underwear. Not only was this generally unusual for Puck -- he said he liked to have quick and easy access to 'Puck Jr' -- but he hadn't been wearing them this morning.
"You like 'em?" Puck had noticed that Sam had come to a stop and was stood starring at the tight white Calvin Klein boxer briefs he was wearing. "They were a gift!"
Sam wasn't entirely sure what that meant and he didn't much care. His hand once again grabbed at Puck's rock solid cock through material this time the thin material of his boxers. Then he grabbed the waistband and finally released Puck Jr. who stood at a proud thick 8.5 inches.
"Put those lips to work baby!"
Without protest Sam dropped down to his knees and took the cut head of Puck's cock into his mouth. For a moment he knelt with the head of Puck's cock in his mouth, his tongue circling around the head, and then he began to swallow it down. Taking inch after inch of it into his mouth and throat before his nose was resting in the neat trimmed hair at the base of Puck's cock.
"Oh fuck..."
It had taken time for Sam to develop the ability to deep throat Puck. The first time they'd awkwardly fooled around in the back seat of Puck's car Sam had barely been able to take any of Puck's cock but Puck had been patient and an excellent teacher. It was no understatement to say that he'd encouraged Sam to practice a lot and now here he was deep throating Puck like it came naturally!
Slowly Sam moved his lips back up toward the head of Puck's cock before once again devouring it down to the base. And then it was back up before was again swallowing it down. Soon he'd built up a steady rhythm that was matched but the grunts and groans of pleasure from Puck. Those sounds only served to drive Sam on and make him pick up the pace.
"Don't forget my balls baby..."
Sam removed his mouth from Puck's cock and smiled up at his lover for a second before rolling his tongue down the underside of Puck's shaft toward his large balls. There he licked and kissed at them before he gently took them into his mouth and sucked on them. Again his actions produced grunts and groans from Puck only louder this time. And as he continued to suck on Puck's balls he felt Puck wrap his hand around his thick shaft and begin to jerk his own cock. This move prompted Sam to try something new...
"What the fuck!"
Sam had released Puck's balls and pushed his head in between Puck's large thighs as his lips and tongue pushed their way toward Puck's ass. At Puck's reaction Sam had hesitated and then
"Don't stop baby that felt fucking fantastic!"
Sam felt Puck's other hand grab his hair and push him closer to his ass. Encouraging him to continue and so he did. His tongue and lips straining to taste Puck's ass. The surprising sweetness of it. And each contact was producing moans of pure pleasure from Puck. Sounds that Sam had never heard before. And as Sam continued to work his ass Puck was furiously jerking his own cock. Letting the pleasure of the situation flood through him and take over. He could feel his load building and new it would only be a matter of seconds before he was blowing.
"Fuck Sam I'm gonna cum..."
Right on cue Puck's cock exploded and he felt spasms of pleasure wash over him as spurt after spurt of cum erupted from his cock and landed on Sam's back and the floor of the storage closet. For a moment the two men were silent. Just the sound of Puck's heavy breathing filling the room. And then Sam broke the stillness.
"Jeez Puck you already came once today..."
Sam was taking in the puddles of cum on the floor and could feel even more dripping down his back.
"Three times actually!" Puck corrected him. "What? I always bust a nut in the shower in the morning. Only way to start the day. Besides all this is your fault. That... thing you did was amazing!"
Sam smiled up at Puck taking obvious pride in the pleasure he'd just delivered. And then he was back in reality again with cum dripping down his back.
"Yeah and now I'm covered in your cum!"
Without thinking about it Puck grabbed a towel from one of the nearby shelves and wiped Sam's back and then replaced the towel on the shelf.
"There good as knew!"
Slowly Sam rose back to his feet, grabbing his shirt on the way, and gave Puck a quick kiss before sliding his shirt back on. Puck meanwhile was still leant against the wall of the closet with his jeans and boxers around his ankle and his dick slowly beginning to soften. Sam couldn't help but admit that he looked incredibly hot right now.
"I'll see you later Puck. I've gotta go be late for another class!"
Once again Puck took hold of Sam's wrist and stopped him from leaving the room.
"So..." Puck hesitated for a moment apparently unsure of what to say and then the cocky smile returned. "I've got my place to myself tonight. You wanna come over and try for number four today? Maybe even five and six!"
Sam leant in and kissed Puck once again. A long kiss. Their tongues tangled together. And then it broke and Sam turned and left the room.
"See you later Evans!"