WARNING: This fanfiction contains "spoilers" up to episode 5, season 6 of Glee and some hot steamy man on man sex (not clearly so consensual either) so if you're not down with any of those things, don't read any further.
DISCLAIMER: Glee and all of it's yummy men are property of FOX and Ryan Murphy and all sorts of other people who are not me.
Sinister Schuester 3
Will finally got some satisfaction with the one of his boys and it only wet his appetite. Ryder was fine, really fine in fact but he left right after their tryst and Will couldn't help but crave the other boys. To satiate his hunger, Will headed to the locker room before leaving for the day and pulled the camera that was aimed at Sam and Blaine's lockers. While he was in there, he opened up Sam's locker and his gym bag. He dug around for a bit until he found Sam's underwear. Will was delighted to see that it was a red g-string. "Once a whore..." he murmured as he stuffed the underwear in his pocket and put the bag back.
Everyone had left the school by this point so Will headed to his office. He had told Figgins that he would lock up after Figgins complained about having to stay late for another glee performance. Will plugged the camera into his computer and fast forwarded to his boys' appearance. Jake came into the locker room first but passed the camera by. 'Fuck,' Will thought, 'I'll have to get more cameras to catch all of the show next time.' Shortly after Jake came by, Sam and Blaine made their way to their lockers.
Jake had dressed quickly and left the guys alone. No sign of Artie. He must have not bothered to change before leaving the school. Will didn't care about Artie though. "That was so much fun." Blaine said as he opened his locker.
"Yeah, and a great workout. Look at these guns." Sam said as he flexed. Always the tease.
Blaine was entranced by Sam's arms. It appeared as though Sam knew it too. "You're looking good there, Sam." Blaine managed to get out in a little more than a whisper.
"Well, it's my natural habitat, on stage, mostly naked, entertaining, putting on a show," Sam said as he looked himself over in the mirror. "And staying chubbed up," he said as he grabbed his crotch. Blaine was caught off guard and stumbled over words, only making indiscernible noises. Sam winked at Blaine. "It's just instinct, you know. When I get on stage like this, I got to make sure I'm making a significant impression."
"I'd say mission accomplished," Blaine said.
"I know you'd want me to fuck you hard," Sam said coyly, "but you know I'm straight, dude. And you're engaged...to Kurt."
Blaine shook out of his trance. "Yeah, right, whatever, dude." Blaine said as he pulled down the costume loin clothe to reveal black bikini briefs. Will wished he spin for the camera but he did give Will a good view of that behind.
"Although..." Sam added, looking back at Blaine's ass, "your ass is looking mighty fine..." Blaine stood up straight and looked at Sam questioningly. Sam caught himself, "You know, bro to bro." Sam dropped his pants quickly, revealing his red briefs. He whipped them off. Blaine did a double take and then looked like he was forcing himself to look away. Will didn't have to look away though. In fact, he rewound it a few times, pausing on Sam's large but flaccid cock, bopping up and down as Sam took his briefs off. Will got hard and started rubbing his cock through his khakis. He would have pulled his dick out and jacked off then but he was hoping for more, like some Sam-on-Blaine action. Will let the recording continue. Sam smiled and looked at Blaine, "It's okay, dude. I'm used to being checked out. Flattered even." He smiled at Blaine and did a little dance, shaking his narrow hips, letting his dick flop side to side. He laughed and grabbed his boxers out of his gym bag and put them on. Blaine chuckled awkwardly and both guys continued getting dressed.
"Fuck, what a fucking tease." Will said in a whisper. He heard Sam offering Blaine a ride home and was about to unplug the camera when Blaine refused, saying, "Oh, thanks but I'm guess I'm going to head to the choir room and clean up for a bit. Figgins kinda sucks as a janitor and I can't stand a mess." Will let what Blaine said sink in. 'Blaine might still be here.' Will thought. He watched as Sam left. Blaine lingered slowly, watching him go. Blaine then grabbed his loin clothe back out of the gym bag and left the locker room.
Will closed his laptop and left his office, first making sure that his semi-hard wood wasn't glaringly obvious. He headed down the dark hallway and saw lights still on in the choir room. Some female rap was bumping from the room, loud enough to vibrate the glass in the trophy case. Will looked through the window of the doorway to see Blaine shaking his ass to the beat...and nearly naked. Will grinned as he watched Blaine dance around in only his loin clothe. Will could have stood there and watched him until he stopped but he had a better idea. He looked down both ways of the dark hallway which was completely empty. He peeked around Blaine in the choir room and saw that Blaine was alone. He was grinding against this and that, looking like a stripper on stage. Will thought that some of Sam's mojo must have got to Blaine. 'This is going to be too easy,' Will thought at he slowly opened the choir room door and crept in.
The music was considerably louder in the choir room. Will shut the door gently behind him. Blaine was facing the other way, picking up sheet music off the chairs while shaking that ass, occasionally grinding against a chair. Will kept his eye on him while he walked behind the piano, took his bottle of lube out of his pocket and put it on the piano. Then he hit the light switches. He was never so grateful to have splurged on a light system. When he hit the switches, the overhead lights turned off and multi-colored flashing lights began bouncing about the room, picking up the beat of the loud music. It looked like a gay bar. Blaine jumped and looked around, "Oh shit!" he gasped when he saw Will. "Mr Schue. Oh...oh damn...wow...I can't believe that you saw...God, I'm so embarrassed." Blaine stopped dancing. He started to cover his crotch with one hand and then moved both hands to cover his nipples and began walking towards his gym bag which was behind Will. "I just really liked the jungle boy feel on stage and liked..."
"Dancing around with your hot half-naked classmates?" Will finished for him. Blaine stopped in his tracks when Will said that. Will started to dance to the beat and moved closer to the frozen Blaine, standing there, barefoot, in his loin clothe, with the lights flashing colors against his beautiful bare skin. "C'mon. Let's keep the party going. That was some hot moves, Blaine. And you look amazing." Will shook his pelvis to the beat while inching closer to Blaine. Will reached up and ripped open his shirt, letting his buttons fly.
"Oh my gawd..." Blaine mouthed, inaudibly due the music. He looked as though he was entranced.
After throwing his shirt off, Will moved in closer to Blaine and placed Blaine's hand on his ass. He then started grinding into Blaine. "C'mon, show me what you got." Blaine resisted, just standing there shaking his head. He pulled his hand back and wrapped it across his torso, grabbing his elbow as he kept his face covered with his other hand. Will maneuvered behind him and grabbed Blaine's hips. He pushed his crotch up against Blaine's covered ass "You know you want to," Will said into Blaine's ear. He could feel the boy's sweaty back push against his chest. He continued to move his hips and Blaine's started to move with him. Blaine then pushed his ass back slightly into Will. He lifted his hands above his head and Will wrapped his arms around Blaine. "Atta boy," he said and he knew Blaine was going to be his next boy.
Blaine couldn't believe this. He loved to shake his ass but not for an audience, not in a loin clothe, and especially not for Mr Schue. He did find Mr Schue really hot but always considered him to be unavailable. However, he was alone now, nearly naked in Mr Schue's muscular arms. Schue's hands began to explore Blaine's slim chest. He loved the feeling of the shirtless man's embrace. Not a boy, not Kurt, but a man. He was relishing being the object of this man's attention and apparent desire, judging by the hard cock pushing against his bottom through their clothes. He submitted to Mr Schue and loved the feeling of letting someone else drive for once.
"You're so sexy," Mr Schue said into his ear. He reached around and grabbed Blaine's hardened cock which was begging to be released from his costume.
Blaine dropped his hands down and grabbed Mr Schue's neck, behind him. His other hand covered Will's muscular hand over his crotch as he ground into Will hard cock while maintaining the rhythm. As they moved together, the song, Angel Haze's Echelon ended and the next song played. Blaine smiled and chuckled slightly because it was the Thunderpuss mix of Kina's Girl from the Gutter. It wasn't as grindy of a song but it had a nice beat. "I love this song," he said in a loud whisper.
Mr Schue continued to match his hips' rhythm. He chuckled a little as well, "It's a bit...fast," he said to Blaine.
"Don't worry, it slows down." Blaine said. While Mr Schue's hips maintained contact with Blaine, his hands fell away. Blaine's momentary disappointment was quickly replaced with intrigue as he heard the sound of Mr Schue's belt hitting the floor. Mr Schue's hands then wrapped around him again, first making their way up to his chest. Mr Schue's rhythm faltered slightly. Blaine guessed he was stepping out of his pants. Blaine reached back and felt Mr Schue's briefs. He held Mr Schue's hip in rhythm with his own as Mr Schue's hands explored his body, gripping his pecs and working their way across his flat stomach.
Right then, the tempo mellowed, hitting a nice easy beat. "That's my boy," Mr Schue whispered into his ear and reaching down to grab Blaine's hard cock. He tucked one thumb into the waistband of his loin clothe and pulled it down, yanking his underwear down with it. Blaine's 6 inch boner flopped out, celebrating its freedom.
"Oh god," Blaine quivered. He could feel Mr Schue's sweaty chest press against his back from time to time while his crotch maintained constant contact with his now bare ass. Through his briefs, Mr Schue's considerable boner was pushed up into Blaine's crack. They kept swaying together while lights danced around them. Mr Schue's hands continued to explore Blaine's crotch, grabbing his hard dick and rubbing his shaven ball sac. His stubbled chin rubbed against the back of Blaine's neck and his hands moved from his crotch to his side. Mr Schue lifted Blaine's right arm, kissing his shoulder. He then lifted it high in the air and dove into his armpit. Blaine felt weak in the knees and he would have fell over if not for Mr Schue's hold. 'He's such a strong man,' Blaine thought. Mr Schue kissed his way down Blaine's right side and back up, spinning Blaine around quickly.
Mr Schue's body was so hot. He was muscular and tan and slightly hairy. He was fucking manly and Blaine wanted to feel his whole body. Blaine reached out and grabbed the hardened cock in Mr Schue's tiger print bikini briefs, pointing to one side. He stroked the beast for a bit while Mr Schue leaned into kiss Blaine, pushing him up against the front of the covered piano. His stubble was rubbing against Blaine's soft face. Blaine thought that it felt so...manly. The beat slowed down another step as Kina sung, "I know you feel it. I hope you feel it."
Blaine wrapped one leg around Mr Schue's backside and threw his arms over his bare shoulders. While they kissed, Mr Schu continued to dry hump him in rhythm, thrusting into him when Kina sang, "feel it." His strong arms wrapped around Blaine, holding him tight. They moved together in that fashion and passion forever and for only too quickly for Blaine. Mr Schue didn't break from the kiss as he reached down and pulled his own briefs off.
At the apex of the song when the beat came back strong, Mr Schue picked him up. Blaine was totally in this man's control. They continued to kiss while Blaine was flying. Their sweaty bodies were entangled. Blaine's hard dick was pushed up between their torsos while he felt Mr Schue's big hard cock brush against his ass crack here and there.
Eventually, Mr Schue collapsed back into a plastic chair with Blaine riding him. Blaine leaned back slightly and ran his hands over his teacher's chest, focusing on his hard and slightly hairy pecs, working his way down to Mr Schue's defined abs. Defined similarly to Sam's."Fuck., you're so hot." Blaine gasped. Their hard dicks were touching and Mr Schue stroked them together.
"I wanna fuck you so hard," Mr Schue said as he leaned forward and kissed Blaine's neck again. With a firm hold on Blaine, Mr Schue leaned forward and laid Blaine on the ground, continuing to kiss him and thrust against him. Mr Schue reached up and grabbed a bottle from the top of the piano. Blaine fretted for a minute. He had never been fucked before. He had been sort of the top in his one-night stand and Kurt wasn't into anal. He said it was too icky. Blaine could feel Mr Schue's hand reach down, stroking his cock for a bit, making Blaine lose all his inhibitions. He just didn't want this to end. Mr Schue's hand then cupped his saggy but shaved balls and then his middle finger brushed against Blaine's asshole, causing Blaine to take in a deep breath.
"I...I don't know." Blaine lightly protested.
Mr Schue stopped kissing him to look him in the eyes. "Never taken a cock before?" Mr Schue asked with a smirk. "I didn't think so. I figured you were the top. Don't worry." He took his hand away from Blaine's asshole and brushed it against Blaine's cheek. Blaine exhaled, allowing his nerves to subside. Mr Schue's body was hovering over Blaine's. He brought his other hand up and brushed Blaine's other cheek with it. "You can trust me, baby." Blaine smiled and then Mr Schue stuck two of his fingers in his mouth. Blaine sucked on the fingers. "Suck on 'em good." Mr Schue directly. Blaine thought it was invasive but the right amount of invasive. He wanted to be under Mr Schue's control but he just didn't know about taking it up the ass. He had bought a dildo once and tried it once but it ached bad. It may have been too big or not properly lubed but it was enough of a deterrent for Blaine to not try anal again. So he sucked on Mr Schue's fingers hard. Slowly, Mr Schue pulled them out of his mouth. Blaine gasped for air and smiled back at Mr Schue. Then he felt Mr Schue going back to his crotch. He bypassed Blaine's cock and balls this time and plunged his wet fingers deep into Blaine's asshole.
Blaine lurched back, trying to pull away but Mr Schue pushed his chest to the ground with his free hand. "Wait. No." Blaine protested while trying to back away from Mr Schue's force. Blaine panicked, wondering what he had gotten himself into. They were alone in this building. If he wanted to scream, nobody would be able to hear him. He wasn't sure that he didn't want it though. And he wasn't sure he had a choice anyway. The Kina song ended and was replaced by some Massive Attack song.
"Hey hey hey. Baby. I said trust me." Mr Schue said coyly as he continued to finger-fuck Blaine. He slowly moved his hand from Blaine's chest. When Blaine tried to move, Mr Schue laid his chest on top of Blaine's and went back to kissing his neck. Blaine just laid their frozen, trying to allow his ass to adjust. Mr Schue's strong arm was between their bodies. "You're gonna love this," Mr Schue said, his voice slightly muffled against Blaine's neck. Mr Schue pulled his fingers out and then sat on Blaine's thighs, pinning him to the ground. He grabbed the bottle and popped it open. He squirted some of its contents into his palm and rubbed his hands and fingers together. He then grasped Blaine's cock and began to stroke it. The slick lube felt great and his cock betrayed his fear by twitching with each touch. "See, I told you it would be okay," Mr Schue said. He reached down and resumed finger-fucking Blaine. Blaine just laid there, powerless. It felt so good and so uncomfortable at the same time. He started to gasp, feeling he would cum soon. Mr Schue stopped stroking him then and instead started stroking his own large beast which has been pointing right at Blaine the whole time. It looked intimidating.
"I think it's too big." Blaine pleaded.
Mr Schue just laughed. "Don't worry," he said, leaning into Blaine. He took his fingers out of Blaine's ass and lifted his legs in the air. "You'll be just fine." Mr Schue positioned his cock against Blaine's asshole and slowly pushed in. He leaned down and grabbed Blaine's wrists, holding them over his head. Mr Schue's large cock was expanding his ass quickly and Blaine tried to pull his pelvis back but there was no where to go. Mr Schue had him held down properly and Blaine knew at that point that it was going to happen. He was going to get fucked. He decided to try to relax. He had heard in some porn that he should push out to help ease the cock in which he did. Mr Schue instantly responded, "That's my baby!" More and more of Mr Schue's cock invaded his ass until Blaine thought it wasn't going to end and he would just be split in two. A tear formed in the corner of his eyes, not out of fear necessarily but out of pain. It was so big. "Just let it sit in there." Mr Schue coached. Blaine's breathing started to regulate and he thought he could do this. While he was afraid, he really wanted to take a cock since he was a gay man but the pain...
Just when he was feeling comfortable, Mr Schue suddenly pushed another inch in. "Oh-ho-ho fuuuuucckk!" Blaine screamed. Mr Schue leaned down, pressing on him, his sweaty chest pushing down on Blaine's heaving breaths. Mr Schue began kissing his neck and earlobe again and Blaine instinctively lifted his crotch against Mr Schue. He loved what he was doing with his mouth. Mr Schue pulled back slightly and then pushed back in. "OOOOOOHH!" Blaine hollered as Mr Schue began to pick up a rhythm, fucking him harder and harder. He lifted his body slightly off Blaine and moved his hands from Blaine's wrists to his shoulders, still pinning him to the ground. Blaine had a good view of the hot, sweaty body fucking him now. Mr Schue grunted as he picked his his pace.
"That's it. Yeah. Take it. You know you want it. You fucking love it." Mr Schue kept coaxing him along as he fucked him harder and harder. Blaine moaned with every thrust.
And it felt great and he did want it. And then Mr Schue pulled out. "What....no." Blaine whimpered.
Mr Schue stood above him, lights bouncing off of his powerful glistening body. His cock looked even more intimidating that it had before. "Stand up." he ordered. Blaine started to get up and Mr Schue gave him a hand. Blaine was then being spun around and leaned forward against the piano as he felt his legs being kicked apart.
"FUCK!" He yelled as Mr Schue pushed into him with one mighty thrust. His head was pulled back as Mr Schue grabbed a handful of his hair and held his shoulder with his other hand. He then rode Blaine hard. After fucking him like an animal for a while, he reached around and grabbed Blaine's neck, wrapping his arm against his chest. Blaine held onto the piano for support. Mr Schue began to pump Blaine's hard cock with his free hand. The sensation was divine and Blaine's body convulsed. "OOOOOOOHHHHH," he yelled as he felt he was going to cum. Mr Schue then started fucking him harder and Blaine saw stars. He shot his load all over the piano cover and Mr Schue kept pumping. His knees shook and he thought he would collapse if not for Mr Schue's grip. Blaine's head was then pushed down on the piano. Mr Schue again grabbed his hair while his other hand let go of Blaine's cock and held onto his hips. He was being fucked violently. Mr Schue began to growl as he pumped a load deep into Blaine. He then collapsed on him. Their sweaty bodies were a mess onto of the piano cover. They panted for a while they recovered. Blaine felt absolute bliss.
It so felt empty when Mr Schue finally pulled out of him. With one hand covered in Blaine's cum, Mr Schue walked over to the light switch and hit it. The lights returned to their normal fluorescent glare and the dream faded, just like that. Their discoteque had turned back into their classroom. His fuckmate had just turned back into his teacher. What had he done?
Will was impressed with himself as he got dressed in silence. Blaine just laid there on the piano, sweaty, hair messed up, cum dripping out of his ass and Will smiled. Two boys in one night. Two loads in one night. However, he had been saving it up so long for these boys that he wasn't that surprised. Two down, a few to go.
To be continued...
*Thanks for reading and thanks for all the positive comments on the first chapter. I hope you liked this one as I plan to write more. Any comments or suggestions can be sent to crisintel(at)yahoo.com. Xoxo
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