Date: Sat, 29 Dec 2012 20:09:12 -0800 (PST)
From: D D <dlcf8900@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sam and Blaine 5

This story is a complete work of fiction and all characters are copyrighted
to FOX.  This is in no way a representation of the sexuality of the actors.
These characters live in the beautiful, magical world of GLEE where STDs
and infections don't exist.

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Sam and Blaine sat in study hall at one of the lab tables in the back.  In
the half-empty class where studying never actually took place, the two were
flirting mercilessly with each other while also trying to think of songs
they wanted to cover in glee club.

"How about another fun. song?" asked Blaine.  "I love doing 'Some Nights'
and I thought we all looked quite sexy in red. Especially you with those
blond locks, babe."

Blaine placed his hand in Sam's lap, gently caressing the place where Sam's
cock rested beneath the thin layer of sweatpants material.

"You were the hottest little piece of ass there," Sam countered.  "The way
you tucked your shirt into your tight jeans.  You looked so hot and tiny.
And your ass.  Fuck.  I wanted to bend you over and ream you right there."

"Shut up.  I was not looking good that day."

"Blaine, I was not the only one noticing," said Sam.

"What do you mean?"

"I saw some of the other guys checking you out."

"What?!  Like who?"

"Finn.  Ryder."

"Well Finn was supposed to be watching us.  He's the new Mr. Shue."

"But you don't care if Ryder was eye-fucking you?" Sam asked with a grin on
his face.

"I didn't say that!" Blaine answered defensively.  "You know I only want
you.  I've found the perfect guy."

With that, Blaine laid a big kiss on Sam's cheek.

"I love you," Sam said with no hesitation.  "But just for the record, I'm
fine if we decide to have fun with other guys on the side.  I'm not worried
about falling in love with someone else and I'm not worried that you'll do
that either.  I just think we shouldn't limit our fun, ya know?  I mean, we
fucked around with your brother, crying out loud."

Sam and Blaine both started giggling like school girls at the reminder of
their fun with the elder Anderson brother two weekends before.

"So be honest," Sam began, "do you find Ryder attractive?  Or some other
guy who makes your ass pucker?"

"I mean, I'm not going to lie: Ryder does fill out his clothes pretty
nicely.  He's big and muscled and has a great smile.  And he has the shaggy
hair like you which obviously helps."

"Do you want him to fuck you?"

"I guess I wouldn't turn him down," Blaine said.  "But I don't want
anything to come in between us.  I have too many ruined relationship under
my belt already."

Before Sam could respond, the last bell of the day rang and the boys headed
to their lockers before going back to Blaine's house to do homework.

"Here!  You drive," Blaine said as he tossed his keys to Sam.

On the way back to Blaine's house, Sam took a long detour down some Ohio
country roads, enjoying the curves and dirt under his wheels.  He'd do
anything to spend more time with the boy beside him.

"Are you sure about this?" Blaine asked out of the blue.  "Us playing
around with other guys?  I mean...well, I guess I just want to know this
will work.  Like we won't have issues of jealousy or shit like that."

"I am totally sure that I love you and you love me," Sam responded with
confidence.  "As long as I know that we come back to each other, I don't
have any problem with having fun with some of the other guys.  Do you?"

"I guess not," Blaine said.  And he believed it.  He loved Sam in a way he
had never loved any of his exes.  And he knew that no one would get in the
way of that.

"Okay!  It's decided then.  Tomorrow, you can break in the new boy anyway
you see fit," Sam said.  "Can we have a rule, though?"

"Of course, babe.  What is it?"

"Once he fucks you, I want to hear all about it.  I want to know how his
cock feels in your chute.  I want to know what his cum tastes like.  Fuck.
I'm getting hard just thinking about it."

"I was hoping you'd say that," Blaine said with a sneaky smirk on his face.
"Why do you think I wanted you to drive?"

Blaine moved his hands to Sam's pants, feeling the sausage inside.  He
easily lowered the McKinley sweatpants Sam was wearing that day, releasing
his favorite cock in the world, knowing that his new boyfriend rarely wore
underwear these days.

"How'd you know I was going to end up hard?" Sam asked.

"Because you're almost always hard, doofus," Blaine responded with a smile.

Blaine just held Sam's erect cock in his hand, admiring the white, muscular
shaft and the beautiful head that he loved getting fucked with.  Using the
large dick in his hand, Blaine began slapping it across his face, enjoying
the feeling of heft and strength on his cheeks.

"Hey, be careful with that," Sam said.

"I'm not going to hurt your precious wiener," Blaine said.

"I was referring to your face."

"Okay, now you're totally going to get laid tonight."

"Boo ya!"

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(The next evening)

When Blaine walked into the weight room, he knew Ryder would be there and
he knew he'd be alone.  Ryder was in the corner of the small, stuffy room,
working with the free weights and wearing short gym shorts and a
loose-fitting tank top.  He was facing away from the door and seemingly
lost in the music blaring from his iPod earbuds.

Blaine approached the punching bag.  He had been sure to wear his tightest
workout sweatpants and a McKinley High School shirt that was a size too
small.  He fully intended to showcase the assets that Ryder's eyes during
their previous encounters. He started in on the bag, building up a nice,
even sweat that he knew would soak through his workout clothes.

Not even five minutes into his set, Blaine felt Ryders hands on his sides
and the towering underclassmen mere inches behind him.

"Were you putting on a show just for me?" he asked Blaine, wrapping his
hands around the smaller man and drawing him against his hard, muscled
body.  Blaine could feel Ryder's cock pressing against his back.

"I've seen you checking me out," Blaine replied confidently, knowing he had
something Ryder wanted.

"I know you're with Sam but I can't help but check out your ass, man.  You
wear the tightest fucking pants and your ass is more beautiful than any
girl in this school."

"Is that it?"

"And you're kinda cute for a guy.  I like that you're smaller than me.
Like I can toss you around but not have to worry about breaking you since
you're not a girl."

"Then you might as well start tossing," Blaine said, grinding his ass in
Ryder's body.

Ryder responded by grabbing Blaine roughly and moving him over to the bench
press.  Sitting on the edge, Ryder placed Blaine over his knee as if Blaine
were a misbehaving child.  He pushed the older boy's sweats off to reveal
the tight, firm bubble butt that made him hard daily.  Take his obscenely
large hand, he started spanking Blaine, hearing the echoes in the small,
sweat-smelling room.

For his part, Blaine only responded with lust-filled moans, lost in the
intense feeling of having his ass slapped by this sexy underclassman who
turned him on so much.  He was loving the feeling of Blaine's paw
connecting with his fat ass, almost like he was deserving of this sexual
pain in order to feel the pleasure that he expected before the hour was
over.  He was going to be filled up with Ryder's cock and he was looking
forward to the stretching his hole would eventually receive.  And he
anticipated telling the story over and over again later that night to his
blond stud boyfriend.

Ryder continued spanking, losing count at the number of times his hand
landed on Blaine's ass.  The cheeks were both turning a bright red and
imprints of his hand were left with each blow.  With the last slap, he put
one hand on each of Blaine's ass cheeks, separating them to see the small,
tight-looking hole that demanded his attention next.

Treating Blaine like a wheelbarrow, Ryder took Blaine's legs and draped
them over his wide, muscled shoulders.  Blaine extended his hands, doing
something of a handstand while Ryder greeted the hole that he was about to
fuck.  Without wetting them, he stuck one and then two fingers into the
hole, causing Blaine to flinch from the non-lubed pain but also marvel at
the thick sausages this boy had on his hands.  Finally, Ryder removed his
fingers only to spit on the hole, rubbing it in with his index finger.

From his upside-down view, Blaine could see the head of Ryder's cock
snaking out of his tiny gym shorts.  He wanted to be fucked by that cock
and he wanted it now.

"Planning on fucking me anytime today?" Blaine said with a mix of cockiness
and playfulness that Ryder responded to immediately.  He flipped Blaine
over onto his feet and removed the bar from the bench press.  Discarding
his gym shorts and tank top, he laid down on the bench and motioned for
Blaine to hop on and take him for a ride.

Blaine eagerly responded, shedding his own shirt and marveling for the
first time at the monstrous cock in front of him.  He loved Sam with his
entire heart and the mere thought of his boyfriend's body and dick was
enough to make him start precumming but Blaine had never seen a cock like
this before.  It was thick and strong looking and long.  It must have been
closing in on ten inches and the width of a Red Bull can --- one of the big
ones.  But still, it fit the body of the new McKinley High student.  Ryder
had massive arms that stemmed from his built shoulders.  His abs were solid
and his pecs looked like they had been chiseled out of stone.

To put it simply, Ryder's body looked like an amusement park to the horny
Anderson brother.

Blaine approached Ryder, straddling his legs on either side of the muscled
boy.  He began to lower his hole onto the steel rod of a dick, a little too
quickly at first.  Blaine had underestimated the girth of the cock and
given too much credit to his ass to be able to take it quickly.  Almost
immediately, he felt the pain at his back door.

"What's wrong?" Ryder asked somewhat aggressively.  "Am I too big for your
pussy?"

"You're thicker than I'm used to," Blaine whimpered out.

"You still want it, right?"

"Fuck yes."

"Then get used to it," Ryder demanded.

Ryder put his strong hands on Blaine's shoulders, pushing his body down
until more and more of his dick was enveloped into Blaine's warm hole.

"For fuck's sake!" Ryder bellowed.  "You're the tightest fucking thing I've
ever been in.  Sam is so fucking lucky."

While still in some pain, Blaine was encouraged by Ryder's cursing and
tried to start riding the cock buried inside of him.  At first only in
short, slow strokes, he managed to push himself down the thick rod until he
felt Ryder's short pubes on his ass.  He started taking longer strokes,
fucking himself faster and faster until achieving a kind of fury that had
both of the men moaning and making illicit sex sounds.

As he rode the muscled hunk, Blaine realized that he hadn't had the chance
to taste his mouth yet or feel his tongue in his own. Bending down - and
amazed at his own flexibility as he continued to fuck himself on Ryder's
stick and still reach the hunk's mouth - he went in for the kiss.
Initially, Ryder kept his mouth closed, unsure about kissing another guy,
even though he was fucking another guy.  But encouraged by Blaine's
tenacity, he opened his lips to receive the smaller man's tongue, letting
it wrestle and battle with his own.  Ryder put his arms around Blaine,
pulling him in closer for this new passionate and really hot experience.
It didn't take long or him to realize that Blaine was the best kisser he'd
ever been with.

Fuck, he thought again, Sam is the luckiest son of a bitch at McKinley High
School.

Ryder's cock continued to punish Blaine's hole, hitting the spot in
Blaine's ass that made the boy's eyes roll back in his head and his head to
shoot backwards.  Blaine's sweat poured onto Ryder, some making its way
into Ryder's mouth.  Typically a germaphobe, Ryder was turned on by the hot
sweaty boy on top of him.  The bench press was becoming more and more slick
to the point where the boys started slipping and losing their traction.

Ryder grabbed onto Blaine, springing up from the bench so they can attempt
a new position.  Ryder could blow his load soon but he wanted to try
something else first.

He didn't know whether this would be their only encounter.

Blaine seemed to catch onto his plans, clinging to Ryder's body as the
taller man stood up.  He wrapped his legs around Ryder's waist and Ryder
held Blaine in position by firmly holding his ass.  The two locked lips
again, feeling the electricity pass between them as Ryder tongue raped
Blaine's mouth over and over.  Blaine began humping his body against
Ryder's hard one.  Blaine's cock, fully erect and leaking precum like a
faucet was causing a sticky mess against Ryder's abs.  He released Blaine
from his hold, noticing the mess on his torso.

"Look at what you did," Ryder said lustfully.  "Be a good little bitch and
clean me up now, boy."

Blaine loved being dominated and sunk to his knees, licking the contours of
Ryder's abs, making sure the lick up all of his precum.  After finishing
that task, he moved down to the monstrous meat that had just been inside of
him.  With pure instinct, he submerged it into his throat, feeling the
thick head tickle and poke the back of his throat.  Gently juggling Ryder's
heavy balls in his hands, he continued to facefuck himself on Ryder's cock.

Ryder had never had anyone take his entire dick in their mouth so he was
shocked and worried that hew as about to shoot his load.  But he couldn't
stop Blaine and he didn't want him to stop.  He put his hands on Blaine's
head, fucking his mouth with a force and fury that surprised even him.  He
felt his balls tightening and his toes tingling.  Just as he was was sure
he was about to shoot, Blaine took his mouth off the cock, stood up and
bent over across the wall.

"I want your fucking load in my hole," he demanded.  "Fucking breed me,
man.  Let me feel your cum leaking out of my for the rest of the day."

Ryder was so disoriented from the load that was building up in his balls
and the lust for this older boy that he didn't hesitate to plug the hole in
front of him.  With one smooth stroke he was fully emerged in Blaine's
hole.

"I'm in love with your fucking pussy.  Do you know that?  I want to own
this hole, faggot!"

"Shut up and finishing raping my hole, Ryder!"

Finally, Ryder had reached the point of no return.  He dug his fingers into
Blaine's shoulders and felt his whole body go numb as he started unloading
inside his new favorite hole.  He counted five ropes of cum that he let go
of before his mind went blank and he couldn't count anymore.  Even after he
was finished shooting, he was still gently fucking Blaine's hole, lost in
some rhythmic repetition.

"Did you cum, man?" he asked Blaine.

"Judging by the mess on the wall, I'd say yes."

Ryder laughed as he pulled his dick from the pussy.

"Man, you wore me out.  I've never experienced something like this.  Was it
good for you."

"Your cock is magical, Ryder.  Seriously.  It was great."  Blaine turned
back around, putting his arms around Ryder's head and pulling him in for
another kiss.

"I'm sorry about the faggot thing," Ryder said sheepishly.  "I'm not like
that, I promise."

"I know.  It was just said in the heat of the moment.  Anyway, I like dirty
talk.  A lot."  Another kiss before the two pulled apart to assess the
damage to the room and their bodies.

"So does this mean I'm gay?" Ryder asked, grabbing his bag before heading
into the adjoining locker room.

"Not necessarily," Blaine said, picking up his discarded clothes.  "Maybe
you just like the feeling of my tight ass wrapped around your cock."

"When I came here, I did not peg you as the sexy slut," Ryder laughed.
"Wanna hit the shower with me?"

Instead of waiting for an answer, Ryder dropped his bag and effortlessly
tossed the slim Anderson boy over his shoulder.  The two would finally exit
the school more than ninety minutes later, fucking twice more, once in the
shower and once on a locker room bench.

Blaine couldn't wait to share his story with his boyfriend.

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Thanks for all the great feedback and encouragement.  To offer feedback and
ideas, email me at dlcf8900@yahoo.com.

It took me a long time to come up with this addition simply because I
wasn't sure if the characters (in my world, anyway) had anywhere else to
go.  The show hadn't inspired me and I was almost bored.  But because of
the encouragement of you readers, this story was written.  Thanks, all.
And look for a new chapter where Sam has some Blaine-approved fun on the
side. ;)