Date: Sun, 24 Jul 2011 03:47:42 +0100
From: Aiden Draper <writingforme@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Life in Glee: Chapter 2 Finn's Exploration?

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to FOX. This is in no way a representation of the sexuality of the actors.

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It had been just over a week since Finn's unfortunate run in with Blaine
and his once enormous sense of embarrassment had finally subsided, however
talking to Blaine was still something he avoided, how was he supposed to
talk to some after they had seen him at maybe his most vulnerable,
especially a gay dude? Every time Finn re-lived the event he became annoyed
with the warbler... he shouldn't have been there! Who just walks into
another guy's room?! Sharing a bathroom with Kurt was enough but a bedroom
as well it was getting too much he felt like he had left privacy behind at
his old house. He hardly had time to pee in the morning let alone anything
else, Finn would never understand what took Kurt so long in the bathroom
and truth be told he didn't think he wanted to find out, he definitely
wouldn't be walking in on him to find out. But another question that always
passed through his head was whether or not Blaine... actually enjoyed
watching him jerk off? Sure Blaine said he said he didn't see anything but
that was like gay porn for him right? All Finn knew was if he had walked in
on a girl masturbating he would have been turned on to say the least.  And
Blaine had called his `method' boring!

It was no secret Finn wasn't exactly sexually experienced, but
masturbating? How could he not be good at something he got so much practise
at? He had also became very conscious of the fact Blaine had seen other
guys jerking off, the only other guys he had seen were the ones in pornos,
and his attention was never really on them, it made him think Blaine was
judging his performance against those other guys, and he was losing. But
how was he meant to get any better? He had spent the week wracking his
brain and shamelessly the internet for answers. After all masturbation is
not exactly a conversation you bring up in the locker room or between
rehearsals and definitely not something to ask Miss Pillsbury about. What
could he be missing out on?

Snapping out of his day dream he tried to focus on the blackboard, a lot of
misspelled words were scrawled across the wall in chalk, oh right this is
Spanish class he remembered. Finn had been finding it hard to be
enthusiastic or even alert during these classes even for Mr Schuester who
was easily his favourite teacher, but Spanish? Just speak English
already. Feeling Mr Schuh's presence come up behind him he quickly propped
up his body trying his best to look engaged. Mr Schuh glided straight by
Finn to the front of class reaching across the board wiping it clean, Finn
could see the two girls sitting in front of him clearly checking out the
teacher's tight ass. Watching him he wondered how Mr Schuh masturbated,
whether you still did it at his age. "Eurghh" Why was I thinking about
that?! Becoming conscious of his own thoughts Finn wondered were that had
come from? Realising half the class including Puck and Mike who wore the
exact same face, a mixture of confusion and disgust, were looking at him
following his outburst, he tried to look as casual as possible. Mr Schuh
was also looking directly at him, he was speaking in Spanish the only work
he recognised was "Finn". Registering his blank expression Mr Schuh
repeated, "Is everything okay Finn? Do you need to step outside?" The tone
was more irritated than concern.

"No I'm good thanks Mr Schuh"

"Perhaps opening your text book would help." Finn hadn't even noticed this;
he quickly opened his book and put his pen tip to the paper as the bell
rang. "Saved by the bell it seems" Half the class had already made their
way to the door when Mr Schuh spoke again "And boy's I'll see you at four,
I can't wait to see the performances you've been working on." The statement
was met with mocking wolf whistles and laughter. Finn finally shoved his
stuff into his backpack and arose from his seat. Puck sat at the desk next
to his waiting, Mike had clearly been one of the first to leave.

"I wish he wouldn't say stuff like that" Puck complained as he rolled his
light brown uninterested eyes.

"Tell me about it" Finn purposefully trying to avoid any eye contact with
the cheering students "I'm so sick of being embarrassed"

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing"

As they left the class room they collided with a bunch of the football team
walking in the opposite direction.  Without any hesitation the guys were
pouring cups of `Big Quench' over Puck and Finn. The cold slush felt like a
fist to the face knocking all of Finn's breath from his body. Paralysed
from the waist down he stood trying desperately to wipe the blue coloured
syrup from his face. Puck however was more active, displaying most of his
icy front across his abdomen and crotch.  "What the hell was that Azimio?"
Puck roared, the big black football player didn't even turn around as he
and his group of followers turned the corner taking their piercing laughter
with them. Kicking the disguarded slushy cups across the corridor Puck
stomped back over to Finn who still hadn't moved. "I am so tired of those
guys ragging on us I used to be the freaking badass of McKinley" Looking
down at his cherry stained tee he moaned and headed to the nearest toilets,
Finn a couple steps behind. Slinging his rucksack across the tiled floor he
found his way to the tissue dispenser Finn also grabbed a handful and began
dabbing his face. "You know my mom thinks I need to take etiquette lessons
the amount I `spill' stuff on myself. It's a joke" Puck was clearly very
aggravated Finn however had stopped letting these things get the best of
him he splashed and handful of tap water across his pale face looking into
the mirror he saw his eyes were instantly inflamed.

"I don't see why they don't just get rid of the damn machine."

"Are you kidding? The amount of slush us Glee kids get is enough to keep
the whole industry in business." They both laughed knowing that it probably
wasn't far from the truth. Giving up on his short sleeved grey v neck Puck
turned to his pants without much thought Puck unfastening his jeans,
sliding them to the ground to reveal a firm set of thighs and perfectly
round ass cheeks, concealed by a pair of thin white boxer briefs. The
outline of everything being held beneath was clear to see, Finn hardly
batted an eye lid it was sight he had became used to, all that time in the
changing room together. Puck pulled his trousers over his trainers bringing
them up to his face inspecting the marks. As he was doing so he reached
down beneath his shorts to rearrange his member having a good feel while he
was there he looked like he was packing, maybe not as much as Finn but
nothing to be ashamed of, this caught Finn's attention Puck was so
confident about his body he thought about asking him the questions on
masturbation that had been plaguing his mind but he quickly decided not to,
and turned back to the mirror in silence. Whilst Puck was seeing to his
member he felt a familiar sticky substance surrounding it "Are you kidding
me? Look at this dude." Shocked at the demand Finn turned to see a bright
pink circle of syrup around Pucks's crotch only making his penis more
prominent especially the outline of his shaft that was directly beneath the
stain "Is their anywhere this shit doesn't get to?" Puck asked as he
stretched the waistband back and forth fanning his underwear nearly
revealing his prime cut of meat. Taking his hand away Puck sniffed his
finger tips as he walked past Finn to the hand dryer, "Shit doesn't even
smell like cherries." he waved his jeans beneath the fan.

At that moment a boy from the year below walked out of one of the cubicles,
taking in the vision of Puck in pink pants, he tried not the laugh. "What
you looking at pimple face?" Puck angrily sneered in the scrawny boys
face. Finn stayed silent as he fled from the room. Looking back at his
trousers Puck realised a small fan wasn't going to help the situation and
angrily threw them back on. "Screw this I've got some gym shorts in my
locker I'm going to change." He picked up his rucksack and walked to the
door realising Finn wasn't following he turned back to the jock, "You
coming?" Finn looked at his stained checky shirt and admitted it would be
good idea.

"But we'll be late for class."

"You really wanna go to class looking like you've spit up on yourself? Good
luck with that. Remember to tell me what social suicide feels like" Puck
turned back to the door swinging it open. Finn allowed a second of
consideration before following.

The locker room was empty as expected.  The two casually walked to their
lockers which were side by side. Finn opened his locker and pulled out an
old gym top it was a little dirty maybe even a little sweaty but it was
dry, that was good enough. As he unbuttoned the top of his shirt and pulled
it above his head Puck disappeared, chucking his shirt into his locker he
slammed it shut and glanced around for his friend. Puck quietly returned
from around the corner he too was now topless. Puck had a great body his
shoulders were very broad and defined as to where his abs, covered in a
creamy brown tan. Finn never doubted what girls saw in him. He had a thick
neck and smooth square jaw. In front of Puck Finn felt a little
self-conscious about his own body. Unlike Finn, Puck had big well defined
pecks and impressive guns, his whole front was completely smooth but Finn
new this was because he shaved his chest and treasure trailer
regularly. His arms however were thick with dark unruly brown hair. "Hey
dude the showers are free." Finn stared blankly at the stud he hadn't
expect them to be busy.

"So?"

"So I don't really feel like smelling like my nuts for the rest of the day,
but hey maybe you do I don't know what kinda crazy shit Berry's into."

"Shut up man." The comment hung in the air for a while "Fine" Finn said
picking his towel out of his locker and he turned just in time to see Puck
bending right over as he removed his own pants "Wow... Wait did I say that
out loud did I?" Finn mumbled. His ass was gorgeously rounded both cheeks
looked big and firm he couldn't believe this was the second time he had
seen this today. Finn wanted to reach out and grab each cheek in his hand
softly squeezing the fine flesh. "What am I thinking? He's a guy." he felt
a slight tinge in his pants and knew he had to look away if he wanted to
leave this day with any dignity but he just couldn't tear his eyes
away. Puck returned to standing position, taking that as his queue Finn
looked away sharply.  Slowly lowering the waistband to his tight underwear
Puck revealed only his perfectly trimmed pubes, they must have only been an
inch long lying flat against his skin.

"What you waiting for?" Puck asked indicating his friend who was staring
aimlessly at the back of his locker fully clothed from the waist down. Finn
goofily undid his jeans and threw them with his trainers and socks into his
locker. He slowly wrapped his towel over his boxers and tried to navigate
his way around taking them off from underneath. Watching his awkward
attempt unfold Puck jokingly pulled Finn's towel away revealing his naked
body "What you trying to hide..." His long cock swung from side to side
catching Puck off guard "Big guy... Wow good for you man" Puck stammered
slapping his friends back just above his ass. Finn shot up like a dart
clearly a little uncomfortable. "So you found Kurt whacking over that thing
yet?" Puck sneered.

"Leave it Puck! Kurt's pretty cool." Ignoring the reply Puck peeled his own
underwear off leaving them in a pile on the floor. Finn purposefully
avoided watching his friend as he kicked his boxers from beneath
him. Finally turning to Puck he found him with a leg propped up on the
bench in some sort of pose. Shocked Finn felt helpless as his eye's
travelled down his pal's naked body he loved the feeling of being naked
especially in front of someone else, boy or girl he didn't mind. He began
thrusting his bare groin in Finn's direction his thick flaccid cock
slapping back and forth against his balls. "I knew you wouldn't be able to
resist showering with this." Puck joked flexing both arms trying to look
sensual as he bit on his bottom lip.

"Yeah right!" Finn laughed pushing his friend away by the chest. It felt
toned and tight to the touch. They both laughed before walking to the
showers. He knew no one else was in their but Finn still felt weird walking
around naked so he had wrapped the towel back around his waist. Puck on the
other hand was perfectly comfortable walking naked towards the showers;
Finn had noticed he hadn't even brought a towel. They walked in silence
Finn a couple steps behind Puck found himself mesmerized once again by the
big butt in front of him. He had even noticed the small trace of dark hair
around his crack, minus that miner detail it was perfectly smooth and free
from any imperfections. It was definitely one of the best bare asses he had
ever seen and since all the other butts he had seen were in pornos this was
a big compliment. "I guess its okay to look" Finn assured himself "I mean
I'm not fantasising about it! More like appreciating and plus he isn't
exactly hiding it."

Puck got to the first shower and immediately had the hot water running down
his slick body. Finn choose the shower next to Puck, he always got a little
turned on in the shower and thought being opposite Puck was too risky and
any shower further away from the guy would just look weird. Unwrapping the
towel and throwing it over the barrier he stared intently at the chrome
pipes lined up in front of him as he let the water fall down his muscular
back. Taking in a deep breath he closed his eyes as the hot water flowed
down his face. He hadn't realised how much the slushy had smelt until it
was being relieved from his face. The steam was already making the waist
high barriers seem higher clouding out everything around him. Finn could
just make out Puck's silhouette in the corner of his eye. Taking the soap
he began to lather his chest, this is when it began even the touch of his
own hand got him a little too excited singing usually took his mind of it
but he didn't think Puck would really appreciate that right now. Running
his hands in circles he made his way down his stomach. A small moan
accidentally escaped his lips. Suddenly Finn felt a hand on his shoulder.

Finn got such a fright he dropped the soap from his hands and spun on his
heels, to see Puck leaning over into his shower looking a little amused
with himself. "My shower doesn't have any soap, can I borrow yours?" Puck
stood with one hand out awaiting the soap and the other casually twisting
his nipple. Finn was speechless he had no clue how to react. "The soap
dude."Puck spoke raising one eyebrow in his naturally superior fashion.

"Go look in another stall." Finn demanded. Puck responded with a
judgemental look sprawled across his face. With a loud moan of disgust Puck
left his cubicle in search for soap. Because of the surprise disruption
Finn had let the water stop running, consequently the steam had decreased
and Finn could see his friend walking through the stalls. "That ass!" Now
that was definitely out loud Finn thought he was immediately turned on
feeling a surge of blood rush to his own penis, "This is bad" he
thought. "I have to stop this." Finn frantically looked around the floor
finding the dropped soap he bent down to grab it whilst bent over, he heard
a sharp whooshing sound slice through the air followed by a painful strike
to his butt cheek. Finn shot up so fast it made him dizzy. "Ouch, for god
sake man" Finn yelled. Puck stood at the entrance of the shower with his
twisted towel held menacingly between his hands like an axe ready to strike
again. Finn held one hand up ready to defend whilst slowly rubbing his sore
painful ass with the other. He realised he was totally exposing himself to
Puck as was Puck to him; it was the first time he had really looked at
another guys penis. The first thing he noticed was the girth. Definitely
the thickest cock he had ever seen but it got thinner near the shaft. Finn
guessed it was around 6 inches in length and that was soft. It was of
course cut flaunting a magnificent dark pink/purple tip.

"Are you staring at my dick?" Finn stood, not knowing how to answer he
began stuttering incoherently he couldn't even look Puck in the
eye. Expecting a fist to fly at him at any moment he winced in
preparation. Instead Puck let out a hearty laugh as he returned to his own
shower in a confident stride. Puck loved that sort of attention, they were
usually a little less obvious than Finn though, it always gave Puck a sense
of authority he loved how he could get attention and admiration for showing
his wang and boy did he love showing his wang. He had been one of the first
guys to hit puberty so the locker room had always been his domain. He even
brought girls their between class for some action. He had his first hand
job, blow job and even his first threesome in the locker room not to
mention plenty over the clothes action. "So you like what Saw?"

"I wasn't – I did – You were checking me out first" Finn Replied
rather sheepishly.

"Yeah only because I was scared if I didn't compliment it, it would attack
me." They both laughed Puck certainly knew his way out of an awkward
situation, Finn was still a little embarrassed his mom had always told him
he couldn't take a compliment. But there was a little feeling of worry in
their as well he had just been caught looking at another guy's junk what if
people found out? "I ain't a queer though" Puck stated firmly turning to
Finn with a look of confirmed clarity.

"Yeah me neither" Finn stared back. They both broke eye contact and turned
back to the shower. Finn took a deep breath and let the next sentence
escape his lips "Hey Puck, have you ever... jerked off in front of another
... person?" he was perfectly conscious with the words coming out of his
mouth yet had no control over them. He couldn't even look at Puck, but saw
him turn to face him out of the corner of his eye. Finn continued to wash
his body moving on to his arm pits trying to play down the question.

"Like girls?" Puck asked standing under the water grinding one hand back
and forth through his Mohawk as if searching his head for an answer "Sure
loads of times".  Without any elaboration from Finn Puck began reliving the
many times he had jerked off in front of girls as they did the same. As he
explained the graphic way they slid their digits into their self Finn
couldn't help but get extremely horny. He hadn't heard anyone explain
anything in such detail before within seconds Finn was staring at his fully
erect penis standing at full length out from his body. Finn couldn't even
register the feeling of being horny instead he could feel the dread filling
up inside him. How was he going to get away with this? He slowly glanced
over at Puck who was pretty wrapped up in his own stories. Finn took the
opportunity for relief. With one hand still rubbing the suds around his
chest, the other slowly glided down to his engorged penis. He took a tight
grip of the base and began quickly beating it; the soap had made his cock
feel incredibly smooth. Let's just get this over with as quickly as
possible Finn thought. Closing his eyes he began imaging the detailed
imagery of Puck's stories. It didn't take long until he was totally lost in
the stories and his hand and moved from his chest to just his small nipple,
he had never really played with his chest before he didn't know why he had
tried to this time, maybe it was from watching Puck, whatever it was doing
it felt good. With all the water and soap his chest was extra slick and
smooth he had never had a hairy chest to worry about, almost aggressively
he grabbed his Peck rubbing his palm against his hardening nipple.

Puck had also found himself getting turned on by his raunchy past feeling
his own cock hardening he cut his story short before his semi got any
worse. Finn also broke free from his imagination dropping the grip on his
cock. Giving his penis a soft stroke "Fuck that got me pretty sprung" Puck
stated.

"Yeah me to" Finn laughed. Maybe it wasn't such a big deal Puck could be
pretty cool.

Puck had already begun slowly stroking his semi hard penis. "The Puckster
is going to HAVE to blow this load!" Followed by a strange sexual grunt.

"I thought you didn't jerk off in front of dudes?"

"I haven't... I never said I wouldn't" His speech became effected by his
sexual panting; he made no attempt at cover up what he was doing. "I've had
no complaints before." He added. Finn looked over at his friend who was
confidently grinning down at his own body as he pleasured himself he
suddenly locked with eyes with Finn. "You've got to admit I'm pretty easy
on the eyes" Puck winked.

"But isn't it... gay?" Finn asked still sounding a little unsure.

"Not if we're jerking over a girl" Puck said matter of factly.

"But there aren't any girls around here." With a grin Puck left the locker
room, Finn wasn't sure whether he was meant to follow he looked so sexy as
he strut away totally naked. Finn decided to stay in the shower slowly
stroking his penis in an effort to keep it hard. "What just happened?" he
pondered "a minute ago he was hoping for a soft cock now he's trying to
keep it up." A few minutes had past when Finn felt Puck reach over his
shoulder, the sudden intimacy felt foreign to Finn a bolt of electricity
passed through his body when the head of Puck's member gently rubbed up
against his hip it was unmistakable. Looking up, Finn saw that Puck had
placed a photo of a naked girl her legs spread wide open, against the
steamy tiles. As it stuck to the tile Finn recognised the girl in the photo
"Is that Santana?!" Puck nodded as he licked his lips and slapped Finn's
shoulder. "She is so hot." Finn was glad to have someone else to
concentrate his sexual energy on wasting no time in rubbing his meat, his
eyes transfixed on the image. He didn't know if he had expected Puck to
leave his cubicle but they were getting pretty pressed up against one
another as they both got in the swing of masturbation. With one arm still
draped over Finn's shoulder Puck tried to edge forward in order a get a
better view of the photo finally he was side by side with the quarterback
both slightly facing each other giving themselves a little more
room. Without realising Finn had also rested his hand up on the others
shoulder. Puck was gently grabbing and digging his nails into Finn shoulder
as he rubbed his cock. It was secretly driving Finn mad! He was surprised
at how comfortable he felt being this close to a naked dude, no wonder
Blaine was so cool he thought this is fun. Puck's eyes were stuck on the
image in front of them as Finn's dropped to the 8 ½ inch beast dominating
the shower. Driving his hips forward Finn pulled his foreskin back
revealing his big mushroom shaped pink head using the water for
lubrication. Finn couldn't describe the feeling of jacking off with someone
else it was like an electric sensation fizzing up inside him like when you
shake up a soda. It was also a first for him not to be hiding the fact he
was masturbating, it feet sort of liberating.

Taking the opportunity he took his first look at Puck's package. As he
thought Puck could hardly get his whole hand around it, it looked even
thicker erect not to mention longer, 7 inches was Finns guess. And it was
dripping with pre-cum, actually dripping! Finn began stroking his own
member in time with Puck's. As he looked back up at the picture he heard
Puck make another low grunt, as if it was permission Finn let out a smooth
moan to match, Puck replied with a loud groan. It almost made Finn want to
look around in case anyone had heard, until he saw Puck's cheeky grin then
he knew he had done it on purpose. Puck's grip on Finn's shoulder had also
tightened in another situation Finn would be complaining but for some
reason it was turning him on more! It had even triggered a large amount of
pre-cum to ooze out his own slit as always Finn rubbed his fingers through
the solution applying to his long shaft like lubricant. Catching Puck's
eyes flash back to the picture he knew he had been watching.

Puck removed his hand from Finn's should and moved it down to his
groin. Finn gasped as he felt a cold clamp around the tip of his penis,
looking down he saw Puck's hand removing some of his pre-cum and watched as
he applied it to his own penis. Speechless Finn locked eyes with Puck "You
mind?" Puck asked with a devilishly smug grin as he returned his sticky
hand to Finn shoulder this time sliding it across his neck, sending shivers
through Finn's entire body, and resting on the back of his head as he
playfully grabbed tufts of his hair. Still speechless Finn watched as Puck
looked back to the photo, the grin had become a permanent fixture. Only
able to form a devilish smile of his own, Finn thought about Puck's action,
he seemed to playing with him, pushing him, testing him. Eyes now searching
Puck's glorious body he dropped his own grip on his shoulder and grabbed
Puck's pillowy ass, with one outstretched hand he squeezed the cheek a
little harder than he thought he should have, feeling Puck's whole body
react followed by a small laugh. He felt the cheek clench exposing the
strong muscle beneath, making Finn just want to squeeze it again this time
harder. Loving the foreplay Puck began to slowly thrust his hips forward
fucking his own hand. This made his ass feel incredible and Finn had a
feeling Puck knew how good it felt, as he continued to pull on the back of
his hair. This was a game to him! Puck was revelling in the fact he got to
play with Finn, he understood it was just some fun, all the girls he had
been with had either been totally selfish or extremely clingy! This was
something he could get used to; there was plenty of time to get a
girlfriend.

Every time Puck pulled his hair Finn squeezed his ass like he wanted to rip
it off which made Puck grunt and shout things like "Fuck yeah" and "Wooo"
the wooo-ing always made Finn chuckle it was like he was riding a
rollercoaster.  Using the hand he had been wanking with Puck reached over
for some more of Finn's pre-cum throwing him a wink as he travelled the
length of his long penis before collecting. "Puck just touched your penis!
Someone just touched your penis!" the words were like a siren in Finn's
head. Making him jerk faster. Taking his hand from Finn's head which he
instantly missed he placed it with a slap against his abs grinding the palm
down his sweaty stomach through his wirey unruly pubes and rested around
his balls gentle gripping them he moved the low hangers up closer to his
body as he felt in the heat coming of the plum size treats. Looking to Puck
Finn saw his eyes drop down to his body clearly indicating his privates
Finn slowly released his own throbbing penis and cautiously grabbed Puck's
cock, eyes still locked with the jock's, the heat that was coming of it hit
him first, then he felt Puck's own hand coming over his, helping to glide
both hands smoothly across Puck's meat. It felt strange feeling another
guy's dick Finn thought it had somehow made him forget everything he knew
about masturbating, the thickness the new shape had threw him. His mind was
all over the place he had never had his balls played with and a lot of his
attention was on Puck slowly caressing each testicle with his thumb, he
definitely wanted to have that done more often. The new handling meant they
were directly facing each other arms crossed at each side like a cage. Finn
was beginning to get nervous again he didn't want to disappoint Puck,
Finn's head was down as he watched both hands stroke Puck's veiny cock, he
gave it a tight squeeze indicating to puck he could let go which he
did. But Finn still felt strange he thought it was mostly because he was
masturbating from the other direction gussying himself up he took a deep
breath and began to firmly jerk Puck's impressive dick following his moans
Finn paid special attention to his head. Puck used his free hand to grab
the top of Finn's hair harshly pulling his head to the side as he screamed
in agony knowing he wasn't seriously in pain he moved his other hand on to
the biggest cock he had ever seen unlike Finn nothing could distract him
once in his stride. He had a tight grip on Finn's penis as he pushed up
against his stomach gaining access to both his balls and dick. He leaned
forward, Finn unsure on what was about to happen until he was felt his
breath heavily against his ear, it was warm. Sending shivers through his
body. Giving up on his cock Finn used both hands to tightly grip hold of
Puck ass massaging it, occasionally roaming the muscular back.

Pulling his ass closer to his own panting body, Finn had never been so
turned on feeling his hard sweaty pecks against his own was incredible; he
could even feel his erect nipples rubbing against his skin. Finn felt
Puck's thick cock pulsing next to his own. Puck had hold of both dicks they
were too thick for one hand to jerk so instead Puck held them in place as
he grinded their cocks together. Finn couldn't believe how good he was
feeling or how long he had lasted he was sure to come soon. With each
thrust Puck was grunting directly into Finn's ear, driving him closer and
closer to coming, he had even attempted to join in by hoisting his ass in
time with his hips Not being able to take the momentum of weight Finn now
had his back against the cold tiled cubicle. As Finn felt Puck's massive
balls bounce against his, he knew he was going to pop. He couldn't even
form a sentence he was panting so hard.

As if able to read Finn's mind Puck pulled away from Finn just in time to
see his penis shoot a load of cum into the air both boys watched the load
fall to the tiled floor, Puck who was still stroking his own penis looked
back to Finn who looked near to collapsing. His penis still oozing cum yet
Finn had dropped both arms to his side as he gasped for breath, he couldn't
remember what normal heart rate even felt like. "I always new I was the
hotter one." Puck spoke smugly. As Finn raised his back from the barrier
Puck's hand struck his chest, pushing him back into place. Finn watched a
little unsure as Puck stepped forward still with one hand on his chest
pumping his cock. "Now it's my turn."  Looking at his own meat, Puck's hand
travelled to the other boy's nipple twisting the tip softly between his
thumb and finger within a few seconds the nipple was hard Finn knew this
was purely for Puck's benefit; Puck was pumping himself faster than he had
been. Unsure of what to do Finn silently watched the stud go at it he dug
his nails into Finn's peck as his cock exploded with ribbons of cum the
first two landing against Finns stomach, immediately running their way down
towards his pubes the final stream splashing against his feet. With an
exasperated moan Finn new it was all over.

Removing his hand Puck stepped closer to the shower head pressing the
button triggering a blast of refreshing water to wash over his glistening
skin. He peeled the soaked snap of Santana from the wall giving it a final
look "Phwoah" he said to himself as if they had never left the subject of
the naked cheerleader, before putting it on the side and turning back to
the streams of cool water. Finn felt confused, lost in a tiny shower
cubicle. Puck didn't waste any time in erasing the sweat from his body and
leaving the cubicle slapping Finn on the shoulder as he left as if to say
"your go". He watched Puck leave noticing the many scratched now displayed
in red detail across Puck's back and ass. Left alone Finn stepped under the
head of the shower finally able to rinse the spunk from his body, in these
minutes guilt and regret filled his body like after every wank but this
time they seemed magnified. Only then did he think of what this encounter
could mean for him, had he just made a big mistake?

The end! I apologise for the length of the second part, if you got all the
way through it thank you for reading I hope you enjoyed it and I would love
to hear any feedback from you guys. And thank you for all the comments on
the first part. Third and Forth part coming soon!