Date: Tue, 28 Sep 2010 07:21:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chubby Boy <chubbyboyinbama@yahoo.com>
Subject: Artie and Finn Part 4

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Puck couldn't get Artie off of his mind.  It had been a long summer and
Puck hadn't seen Artie once.  With school out, Artie and Puck didn't run in
the same circles.  Puck also couldn't stop thinking about Artie's dick.
There encounter in the showers at school had gotten Puck thinking in ways
that he hadn't before.  Since Artie wasn't immediately available, Puck and
turned to another potential source of fun: Mike Chang.

Puck and Mike had been on the football team together long before they had
been in glee club together.  Mike lived two houses down from Puck, and they
had played together as kids.  When they were 14, they had jerked off in
front of each other a handful of times.  It was completely innocent and had
never progressed beyond that.  Puck hadn't even thought about it until his
experience with Artie in the shower.  Puck decided to see if he could get
Mike to do it again.

It had been surprisingly easy.  A few weeks before school was set to start
back up, Mike had come back from Asian camp deeply in lust with Tina.  Puck
gleaned pretty quickly that Tina wasn't giving up the pussy, so Mike was
left with a serious case of blue balls.  A late night, a six pack of Natty
Light, and Mike and Puck were jerking off again like when they were 13.
From there Puck had found it surprisingly easy to get a half drunk Mike to
do more than just jerk off.  Puck hadn't noticed until now, but Mike had
really developed a lot since they were 13.  His body was smooth and toned.
Mike's abs made Puck want to do more crunches.  Mike's cock was six inches,
but thicker than Puck's own and uncut.  It was the first uncut cock that
Puck had ever seen in person and he was fascinated by it.

It was only their second jerk off session before Puck convinced Mike that
it wasn't gay at all to suck each other off.  By the Friday of that week,
with the help of a second six pack of beer, Mike bent over the hood of his
car and let Puck slowly fuck him in the butt.  Puck knew that Mike was
hooked.

So after school started, Puck saw Artie again and the flame that he felt
for Artie's cock burned once more.  Puck had what he thought was the
smartest idea of his life: get Artie to fuck Mike.

Artie was still nerdy and lacking in confidence, so when Puck asked Artie
if he wanted to go out with him and Mike one night for "a little fun",
Artie's big toothy grin confirmed that he would be delighted.  When Puck
and Mike arrived at Artie's house, Artie was already waiting in the
driveway.  They were in Mike's car, (his mom's old Volvo) and for a moment,
Artie began to formulate how he would maneuver himself into the back seat.
Before he had a chance to speak, Artie found himself in the air.  Puck had
picked him up out of his chair and was gently sitting him into the back.
Artie and Puck made eye contact and Artie could see a look in Puck's eyes.
It was sweet.  Artie smiled again and blushed a little.  A moment later,
Artie's chair was folded in the back of the station wagon and they were
cruising down the road.

            The destination wasn't know to Artie, but it turned out it was
abandoned building in the worst part of town.  Artie was frankly a little
scared.  For a moment, he thought that perhaps this was a prank.  Maybe
Artie and Mike were going to abandon him here, or play some horrible trick
on him like the jocks that tied him to a goal post, but then Artie caught
Puck's eyes in the rear view mirror.  Puck was looking at Artie every few
seconds.  The look was sexy.  It was longing, but Artie didn't know that
look yet.  They parked outside the abandoned building.  It had been a
K-Mart, but had half burned at some point and was now a shell of concrete
walls.  Puck retrieved Artie's chair from the back of the car and once
again reached in and gently lifted Artie.  Puck could never believe how
light Artie was.  All of Artie's weight seemed to be consetrated in his
upper body.  His torso was lean and slightly muscular.
 Puck could feel it even though Artie's clothes.

            Artie never liked people helping him in and out of the chair,
or helping him at all, but to be honest, Artie was in lust with Puck, and
liked the way he did it.  To be honest, Artie had been thinking about Puck
over the summer too.  Usually while jerking off.  As he settled Artie back
into his chair he almost whispered, "good?" and Artie nodded that yes, he
was good.

            Inside, a cable spool had been turned on it side to form a
table.  An old lawn chair and other junk had been situated around it.
Empty beer bottles littered the area.  This was clearly not the first time
they had been here.  As Puck pushed Artie's chair to be near the table,
Mike sat down the cooler he had gotten from the car.  Beers all around.
Puck and Mike laughed and downed their first beers like they were bottles
of water and on to the second.  Artie took one sip of his beer.  It tasted
like yeasty acid, so he didn't take another sip, but instead held the
bottle to give the appearance that he was drinking.  Mike and Puck told
jokes that were actually pretty funny.  Artie smiled and laughed.  They
even sang a little.  Artie was having a great time.

            Artie noticed that Mike was on his fifth beer and Puck was
still on his second.  At first, Artie figured Mike just liked to drink, but
then he thought that this seemed intentional.  Was Puck trying to get Mike
drunk?  If so, it seemed to be working.  Mike was taking off his shirt.

            "It's too hot!  How can it be this hot after dark?"  Mike
wasn't exactly slurring his words, but he was clearly feeling no pain.  It
wasn't hot, but Mike sure was.  He revealed his defined and toned abs and
Artie felt a tingle at the base of his cock.  Suddenly, Artie knew what was
going on.  Puck wanted to have a three way.  The idea scared Artie a
little, but he wasn't going to say a word.

            Mike was now dancing shirtless around the group singing and
drinking.  Puck was watching him and laughing.  Another beer for Mike, then
Puck pulled a bottle of Jack Daniels from his backpack.  Mike laughed
loudly and took the bottle from him.  He quickly opened it and began taking
long draws off of it.  Mike did like to drink.  After ten more minutes,
Mike was clearly drunk.  He was stumbling a little bit and seemed a little
confused.  Puck had also taken off his shirt, which Artie didn't mind.
Artie, who was always a little insecure about his body, had left his on.

            Puck was so much more bold than Artie.  As Mike danced close to
where Puck was sitting, Puck reached out and grabbed the back of the waist
of Mike's jeans.  He pulled him close to him and Mike laughed and looked
down at Puck.  Puck's face was next to Mike's crotch.  Puck looked at Artie
and then put his hand on Mike's crotch.  Mike grabbed Puck's hand and tried
to push it away, but Puck was strong and not drunk.  Mike was suddenly
trying to be quiet.
            "Stop, what are you doing." Mike said, half scared, half
laughing.  Mike looked nervously at Artie and then back to Puck.  Puck
didn't take his hand away but instead looked at Artie as he said, "It's ok,
Artie doesn't mind.  Artie wants to see."  Mike seemed confused again, but
finally shrugged his shoulders and took another pull from the bottle of
Jack.  While looking at Artie, Puck gently tugged and rubbed at the crotch
of Mike's jeans.  Mike began laughing and gently rubbing Puck's shoulder.
Puck never took his eyes off of Artie as he unbuttoned Mike's jeans and
pulled down his zipper.  Puck ran his fingers along the line of Mike's cock
inside his red boxer briefs.  Puck put his hand inside the waistband of
Mike's underwear and pulled them down.  Mike's semi-hard cock sprang up.
Artie was excited and terrified.
            Mike's cock looked great.  It was not fully hard, but was about
six inches, uncut, and sprang out from a small patch of black hair.  Mike's
balls were big and hang low from his body.  Between his abs and his now
bare cock, Artie was starting to get hard himself.  Without any words, or
breaking eye contact with Artie, Puck opened his mouth and took the head of
Mike's cock into it.
            Mike moaned and put his hands on the back of Puck's head.  Puck
began slowly sucking Mike's cock.  Puck took long slow strokes and Mike got
harder and harder.  As Mike got harder, he got thicker, until he reached
his thickness.  Puck's mouth was stretched around Mike's hard dick as he
continued to bob up and down.  He still never looked away from Artie.
Artie, caught up in the moment, began to absent-mindedly rub his own
crotch.  Mike opened his eyes for a moment, just long enough to see Artie
and say, "Yeah Artie!  Take yours out too!"  Mike was drunk, but Artie felt
that he wouldn't get a better invitation.
            Artie unfastened his pants and a moment later, his semi-erect
cock was in his hand.  As he gently stroked, it wasn't long before his huge
cock was rock hard.  Mike opened his eyes once more, and upon seeing
Artie's huge cock, laughed out loud.  Artie was hurt for a mili-second
before Mike continued, "Holy-fucking-shit Puck, you weren't lying!.... Like
a fucking bull!"  Puck smiled with Mike's cock in his mouth, and Artie
smiled and laughed.  Artie continued to slowly jerk himself off as he
watched Puck blowing Mike Chang.  After a few minutes, Puck and Mike began
to lose clothes until both were left in only their socks.  Mike had stepped
out of his underwear and stepped back toward Puck, but instead of putting
his dick back in Puck's mouth, he dropped to his knees and took Puck's dick
in his mouth.  Puck put his hands behind his head and stared at Artie while
Mike blew him.  Artie was so turned on and Puck
 loved having him watch.  Artie almost couldn't believe his eyes.  After
several minutes of sucking, Puck tensed up and started breathing harder.
Mike, knowing the routine, began to suck faster, and within a few seconds,
Puck pulled his cock out of Mike's mouth and aimed it down.  Artie watched
as Puck's cock exploded cum onto Mikes chest and his hot, sexy abs.  Puck
was so intense as he came, as if he was pouring himself out onto Mike.
After the last of the dribbles were rubbed onto Mike's chest with the head
of Puck's cock, They both laughed as Mike stood up.  Mike cleaned himself
off with a grungy rag that Artie hoped wasn't here for just this purpose.
Artie though that maybe they were done, but Puck came up behind Mike and
bent him over the spool-table.  Mike smiled as Puck stuck his long tongue
into Mike's asshole.  Mike moaned and cooed as Puck spent several minutes
working on Mike's hole.  Mike appeared to be in a
 state of pure bliss.
            "You ready," Puck said calmly.  It wasn't so much a question as
a statement.  Mike shook his head yes without opening his eyes.  Artie
figured that Puck was going to fuck Mike, but instead, he stood Mike up and
walked him toward Artie.  Artie was confused.  Puck opened a condom from
his backpack and only got what was going on when Puck put the condom on the
tip of Artie's dick and rolled it down.  Artie was a little surprised but
into it.  The condom wasn't a magnum, but a regular size condom, so it was
a little tight on Artie's super thick cock.  Puck turned Mike around and
positioned him in from of Artie's chair.  Artie locked the wheels on the
chair so it wouldn't move.  Mike kept his eyes closed as Puck guided him
slowly down, like he was going to sit on Artie's lap.  Artie felt heat from
Mike's ass as his hole touched the tip of his cock.
            Mike, using Puck's shoulders for balance, put his feet up in
the chair, on either side of Artie's skinny legs.  Artie was still fully
addressed, only his hard cock out.  Puck's strong arms were wrapped around
Mike's slim muscular torso and he guided him.  It was Puck, not Mike, that
was pushing Mike's butt down onto Artie's cock.  Mike may have been a
willing participant, but Puck was clearly calling the shots.  Artie felt
pressure as Mike's ass pressed down on his cock, then felt a sudden release
and the head of his cock suddenly popped inside of Mike.  Mike yelped a
little, but Puck held him where he was.  Artie couldn't believe out good it
felt.  Mike's ass felt like it was 200 degrees and it felt so good on his
cock.  Mike wrapped his arms around Puck's neck and buried his head in the
nape of Puck's neck as he braced himself for more.
            Puck looked over Mike's shoulder and again maintained eye
contact with Artie at all times.  Artie did the same, loving looking at
Puck.  Puck began to gently but firmly push Mike down onto Artie's big
dick.  Mike moaned and then almost screamed.  With only about three inches
inside of him, Mike lost his nerve.  "I can't do it Puck, its too big...I"
Puck tightened his grip and shushed Mike.  Softly, Puck spoke, "You're
okay, you can do it.  We will go slow.  You told me you wanted this and to
help you do it....."  Artie realized now that Mike and Puck had planned
this whole thing, every move.  Mike protested a little more, then nodded
agreement and once again buried this face in Puck's neck.
            More slowly this time, Puck continued to push Mike down onto
Artie's cock.  Another inch, another.  Mike moaned loudly and sounded
almost panic-y, but he didn't try to stop.  After ten minutes or more of
slowly easing into him, Mike's ass came to rest against Artie's lap, his
entire cock deep inside Mike.  Mike began to slowly bounce about two inches
above the wheelchair, allowing Artie's cock to move in and out.  It felt so
great.  Artie didn't know how much he would be able to take, as he was
already getting close to cumming.  As if reading his mind, Mike pulled off
of Artie's dick and stood up in the chair all in one swift motion.  Mike
screamed that he was cumming.  Without a word, Puck put his mouth on Mike's
dick and took every drop in his mouth.  It splashed against the back of
Puck's through.  Even while taking Mike's load in his mouth, Puck looked at
Artie.  Mike's orgasm seemed to weaken
 him, and was wobbly as Puck grabbed him by the waist and helped him down
from Artie's chair.  Mike touched Puck's face and ran his hand along
Artie's face, then stepped away and lay himself on a blanket on the floor.
He was spent and drunk.
            Puck turned his head away from Artie just long enough to spit
Mike's cum out onto the ground and then back to Artie.  He knelt in front
of Artie's chair, rolled the condom off of Artie dick, then took all of
Artie's cock down his throat.  In less than a minute, Artie panted that he
was cumming.  Puck didn't stop sucking and didn't take Artie's dick out of
his mouth, instead, he pulled off just enough so that Artie's cum splash
the back of Puck's throat.  Artie jerked and convulsed with his orgasm.
This time, Puck didn't spit, but instead, swallowed hard all of Artie's
cum.
            Artie couldn't believe it.  Puck kept Artie's dick in his mouth
until it was just beginning to soften.  Finally, he pulled off of Artie's
dick and rested his head on Artie lap for just a moment.  Artie was taking
it all in.  He was pretty sure that Mike Chang had passed out.  Puck looked
up at Artie, then really surprised him by gently touching his lips to
Artie's.  Puck spoke softly, "We should hang out more."