Date: Sun, 7 Nov 2010 12:02:08 -0800 (PST)
From: Chubby Boy <chubbyboyinbama@yahoo.com>
Subject: artie and finn part 8

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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!"