Entry tags:
- fiction,
- glee,
- noah,
- puck,
- rating: nc-17
RANDOM
Title: Random
Fandom: Glee
Genre: Slash/Adult
Characters: Finn/Puck
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Just. plain. random.
Author's Notes: I put this together as my first official post at the new Puck/Finn comm,![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sofucked . Comments are awesome. Thanks for reading!
It was all so random.
Finn had expected to step away from the party for only a moment, walking into the garage to grab a few beers out of the extra fridge. Instead, he found himself pinned to the wall with Puck's lips pressed firmly against his own. And he wondered how in the hell this could ever have happened.
They had just returned from their latest performance and, for once, were all getting along famously. So much so that, when Kurt pulled out an empty beer bottle and suggested that they play Spin the Bottle, almost everyone jumped in without reservation. Of course, Kurt had neglected to mention right away that this was an "anything goes" sort of game. Which meant that, when Puck's bottle came spinning around and landing in Finn's direction, whether they liked it or not, they were going to have to kiss.
Puck had surprised Finn by how cool he was about it. He just rolled his eyes at all the teasing from the rest of the group, leaned in, and gently planted a kiss on Finn's lips. Finn's face immediately went red with embarrassment. Not simply because he had just kissed another guy for the first time. But because he found that it wasn't nearly as bad as he had made it out to be in his own scattered thoughts. In fact, though it was difficult to admit, he rather enjoyed it. Though there was no way he would ever let Puck, or anyone else at that party know this for as long as he lived.
After about half an hour, the game died down, and Finn needed another drink. He excused himself into the darkened garage and the door shut behind him. But about five seconds later, Finn spun around to find that the door had been opened again. Puck stepped into the garage with a mischievous smirk on his face.
Finn thought it was weird when Puck seemed to lock the door, but just assumed that he must have had a good reason. Like one of the others was after him and he was playing a joke. Or something. Anything other than what it was quickly starting to look like.
"Uh, hey," Finn said, nervously. There was something in the way that Puck looked at him that he found curiously unusual. Puck never seemed all that interested in his waist before, but from the way his eyes were fixated on it, Finn thought the guy must really be into the belt he was wearing. "I was just getting a drink... W-What's up?"
Puck said nothing. He just kept staring, watching as Finn stood there anxiously, slipping his hands into his back pockets. Finn's eyes widened like those of a deer in headlights as he realized Puck had begun marching toward him.
And before Finn could breathe a word of protest, he was up against the nearest wall. Without warning, Puck had kissed him.
Finn's first instinct was to pull away. He lifted his hands to push Puck back. But suddenly, he felt the warmth of Puck's body as he pulled himself closer to deepen the kiss. Instead of using his hands to push Puck away, Finn found himself resting them on his friend's shoulders.
Finn closed his eyes as he finally relented, and began to kiss back. The touch of Puck's lips was firm, but gentle. Not at all what he would have expected. Especially coming from the ridiculously macho Noah Puckerman, whose conquests with half the moms in town had practically entered legendary status. Never did Finn expect to be kissing him, or any guy for that matter.
But as he stood there, pressed up against the wall of that garage, his heart pounding in the chest, he found that he could not bear to pull away from him... At least not until the sound of uproarious laughter echoed into the garage from inside the house.
Distracted by the noise of the party, Finn turned toward the door, suddenly finding himself hoping that Puck did indeed lock the door like he thought. Because, if he hadn't, anyone could walk into the room at any moment and discover him making out with his best friend.
"Relax, dude." It was the first thing Puck had said since they entered the garage. "No one's coming in."
Puck tilted Finn's head back toward him and attacked him with another kiss. Finn wanted nothing more than to kiss him back, but the fear of what might happen if they continued still lingered in his mind. "No one's coming in" was hardly a concrete explanation about whether or not the door was locked. And there was no guarantee that someone wouldn't just remotely open up the garage itself. Finn felt as though he was about to have a panic attack... And that's when he opened his mouth just barely enough for Puck to slip in his tongue.
Puck smiled through the kiss as the nervous tightness in Finn's muscles finally began to relax. The intensity of the kiss grew stronger as he slicked his tongue against his friend's and their mouths interlocked. Finn grasped the back of Puck's head, tracing the tail of his mohawk with his fingers, pulling him even closer. He forgot all about the party. And any thoughts about who might be missing him, or what might happen once this was all over- all his fears evaporated as quickly as the hot air between them.
Before either of them knew what was happening, Finn could feel the growing erection poking forward through his jeans. And in a matter or seconds, it was pressed firmly against the dent in Puck's own pants, grinding furiously against it. Finn breathed heavily from the wave of sensation that coursed through him from the friction of two growing bulges massaging each other into full length. Finn's penis was so sensitive now. As the wetness of Puck's tongue invaded his mouth, he reached around his friend's torso, exploring the warm muscle of his back.
And without warning, he could feel a sudden rush of pleasure as Puck's hand dove straight into his pants. Finn gasped. The unexpected softness of Puck's fingers was curled up around the bundle behind his boxer shorts, slowly beginning to stroke his stiff cock.
He had now officially broken into new territory. The only person that had ever touched Finn's penis was Finn himself. He never expected that the first time it happened, it would be another guy. And not just any guy, but his best friend, whom he never would have thought would want to do such a thing. It was all so random. And he loved every second of it.
Finn jerked slightly as he could feel Puck's hand begin to stroke faster. His fingers tightened around the shaft of his cock, shuffling wildly behind his pants as he hurled another deep kiss into his mouth. It felt so unbelievably good that Finn knew he wasn't going to last much longer. In the past, simply kissing people had been enough to completely destroy him. But being with Puck was breathtaking. It made him want to carefully restrain himself in order to prolong what he knew was about to happen. But the way Puck was touching him now, there was no way he could hold on for more than another minute.
"So," Puck said out of nowhere. His hand was still firmly locked around Finn's cock, stroking the fuck out of him. "I hear that new movie, 'Death Circus' is coming out tomorrow. Come see it with me."
Finn could not believe it. Puck was stroking him so hard and fast that he could hardly breathe. His lips were so wet he didn't know what to do with himself. And somehow, while he jerked Finn's dick like his life depended on it, Puck had just decided it was a great time to ask him to go see a horror movie.
Finn could barely get the word "Sure" out without his voice cracking. He moaned his way right through the passionate kiss Puck gave him a second later. And that was all it took.
Puck watched, the pupils of his eyes blown wide open with lust as Finn's penis exploded behind his boxers and he let out an uncontrollable cry of ecstasy. Puck hardly let the guy breathe before his tongue was back in his mouth, riding him through the aftershocks of his orgasm. The most intense orgasm he had ever felt.
Finn finally began to slow his breathing again as he kissed his friend. He felt Puck's fingers slowly slip from around his sensitive cock and out of his pants. He could hardly stand the absence of Puck's body against his own when Puck first stepped away and pulled out an old handkerchief to wipe himself dry.
Puck glanced over as he cracked a smile.
"Pick me up at eight," he said, before quickly waltzing back to the party.
It took Finn several seconds to even remember that he had agreed to go see "Death Circus" with him, whatever that was. It took several more seconds to realize that this was Puck's way of telling him that this was going to be a date.
Had it not been for the cold wetness he felt in his pants, Finn would not have believed that it all really happened.
It was just so random....
Fandom: Glee
Genre: Slash/Adult
Characters: Finn/Puck
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Just. plain. random.
Author's Notes: I put this together as my first official post at the new Puck/Finn comm,
sofucked . Comments are awesome. Thanks for reading!It was all so random.
Finn had expected to step away from the party for only a moment, walking into the garage to grab a few beers out of the extra fridge. Instead, he found himself pinned to the wall with Puck's lips pressed firmly against his own. And he wondered how in the hell this could ever have happened.
They had just returned from their latest performance and, for once, were all getting along famously. So much so that, when Kurt pulled out an empty beer bottle and suggested that they play Spin the Bottle, almost everyone jumped in without reservation. Of course, Kurt had neglected to mention right away that this was an "anything goes" sort of game. Which meant that, when Puck's bottle came spinning around and landing in Finn's direction, whether they liked it or not, they were going to have to kiss.
Puck had surprised Finn by how cool he was about it. He just rolled his eyes at all the teasing from the rest of the group, leaned in, and gently planted a kiss on Finn's lips. Finn's face immediately went red with embarrassment. Not simply because he had just kissed another guy for the first time. But because he found that it wasn't nearly as bad as he had made it out to be in his own scattered thoughts. In fact, though it was difficult to admit, he rather enjoyed it. Though there was no way he would ever let Puck, or anyone else at that party know this for as long as he lived.
After about half an hour, the game died down, and Finn needed another drink. He excused himself into the darkened garage and the door shut behind him. But about five seconds later, Finn spun around to find that the door had been opened again. Puck stepped into the garage with a mischievous smirk on his face.
Finn thought it was weird when Puck seemed to lock the door, but just assumed that he must have had a good reason. Like one of the others was after him and he was playing a joke. Or something. Anything other than what it was quickly starting to look like.
"Uh, hey," Finn said, nervously. There was something in the way that Puck looked at him that he found curiously unusual. Puck never seemed all that interested in his waist before, but from the way his eyes were fixated on it, Finn thought the guy must really be into the belt he was wearing. "I was just getting a drink... W-What's up?"
Puck said nothing. He just kept staring, watching as Finn stood there anxiously, slipping his hands into his back pockets. Finn's eyes widened like those of a deer in headlights as he realized Puck had begun marching toward him.
And before Finn could breathe a word of protest, he was up against the nearest wall. Without warning, Puck had kissed him.
Finn's first instinct was to pull away. He lifted his hands to push Puck back. But suddenly, he felt the warmth of Puck's body as he pulled himself closer to deepen the kiss. Instead of using his hands to push Puck away, Finn found himself resting them on his friend's shoulders.
Finn closed his eyes as he finally relented, and began to kiss back. The touch of Puck's lips was firm, but gentle. Not at all what he would have expected. Especially coming from the ridiculously macho Noah Puckerman, whose conquests with half the moms in town had practically entered legendary status. Never did Finn expect to be kissing him, or any guy for that matter.
But as he stood there, pressed up against the wall of that garage, his heart pounding in the chest, he found that he could not bear to pull away from him... At least not until the sound of uproarious laughter echoed into the garage from inside the house.
Distracted by the noise of the party, Finn turned toward the door, suddenly finding himself hoping that Puck did indeed lock the door like he thought. Because, if he hadn't, anyone could walk into the room at any moment and discover him making out with his best friend.
"Relax, dude." It was the first thing Puck had said since they entered the garage. "No one's coming in."
Puck tilted Finn's head back toward him and attacked him with another kiss. Finn wanted nothing more than to kiss him back, but the fear of what might happen if they continued still lingered in his mind. "No one's coming in" was hardly a concrete explanation about whether or not the door was locked. And there was no guarantee that someone wouldn't just remotely open up the garage itself. Finn felt as though he was about to have a panic attack... And that's when he opened his mouth just barely enough for Puck to slip in his tongue.
Puck smiled through the kiss as the nervous tightness in Finn's muscles finally began to relax. The intensity of the kiss grew stronger as he slicked his tongue against his friend's and their mouths interlocked. Finn grasped the back of Puck's head, tracing the tail of his mohawk with his fingers, pulling him even closer. He forgot all about the party. And any thoughts about who might be missing him, or what might happen once this was all over- all his fears evaporated as quickly as the hot air between them.
Before either of them knew what was happening, Finn could feel the growing erection poking forward through his jeans. And in a matter or seconds, it was pressed firmly against the dent in Puck's own pants, grinding furiously against it. Finn breathed heavily from the wave of sensation that coursed through him from the friction of two growing bulges massaging each other into full length. Finn's penis was so sensitive now. As the wetness of Puck's tongue invaded his mouth, he reached around his friend's torso, exploring the warm muscle of his back.
And without warning, he could feel a sudden rush of pleasure as Puck's hand dove straight into his pants. Finn gasped. The unexpected softness of Puck's fingers was curled up around the bundle behind his boxer shorts, slowly beginning to stroke his stiff cock.
He had now officially broken into new territory. The only person that had ever touched Finn's penis was Finn himself. He never expected that the first time it happened, it would be another guy. And not just any guy, but his best friend, whom he never would have thought would want to do such a thing. It was all so random. And he loved every second of it.
Finn jerked slightly as he could feel Puck's hand begin to stroke faster. His fingers tightened around the shaft of his cock, shuffling wildly behind his pants as he hurled another deep kiss into his mouth. It felt so unbelievably good that Finn knew he wasn't going to last much longer. In the past, simply kissing people had been enough to completely destroy him. But being with Puck was breathtaking. It made him want to carefully restrain himself in order to prolong what he knew was about to happen. But the way Puck was touching him now, there was no way he could hold on for more than another minute.
"So," Puck said out of nowhere. His hand was still firmly locked around Finn's cock, stroking the fuck out of him. "I hear that new movie, 'Death Circus' is coming out tomorrow. Come see it with me."
Finn could not believe it. Puck was stroking him so hard and fast that he could hardly breathe. His lips were so wet he didn't know what to do with himself. And somehow, while he jerked Finn's dick like his life depended on it, Puck had just decided it was a great time to ask him to go see a horror movie.
Finn could barely get the word "Sure" out without his voice cracking. He moaned his way right through the passionate kiss Puck gave him a second later. And that was all it took.
Puck watched, the pupils of his eyes blown wide open with lust as Finn's penis exploded behind his boxers and he let out an uncontrollable cry of ecstasy. Puck hardly let the guy breathe before his tongue was back in his mouth, riding him through the aftershocks of his orgasm. The most intense orgasm he had ever felt.
Finn finally began to slow his breathing again as he kissed his friend. He felt Puck's fingers slowly slip from around his sensitive cock and out of his pants. He could hardly stand the absence of Puck's body against his own when Puck first stepped away and pulled out an old handkerchief to wipe himself dry.
Puck glanced over as he cracked a smile.
"Pick me up at eight," he said, before quickly waltzing back to the party.
It took Finn several seconds to even remember that he had agreed to go see "Death Circus" with him, whatever that was. It took several more seconds to realize that this was Puck's way of telling him that this was going to be a date.
Had it not been for the cold wetness he felt in his pants, Finn would not have believed that it all really happened.
It was just so random....