fic: Dude, You're Huge! (10/?)
Title: Dude, You're Huge
Part: 10/?
Author: chordykins
Spoilers: entire Season Two
Summary: Sam and Finn rekindle what they had before the party.
Pairing: Finn/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2,383
Sam spent the rest of the school day smiling, the little kiss he and Finn shared in the locker room had lifted his spirits entirely. He stopped thinking about Puck, and focused on the goofy boy turning around in lessons to ask for help. Sam couldn’t stop; he wasn’t even trying to not look at Finn with adoring eyes. It definitely made the day go faster, the only thing they had to deal with was Glee Club because Mr. Schue had an important announcement, something neither of them could miss without having Rachel on their backs. Sam would be sure to sit away from Puck, also to finally thank Santana for everything.
They were late, a couple minutes, so everyone was already seated. Puck was thankfully at the far end of the room, giving both boys a chance to avoid him. Sam couldn’t deal with it and he knew Finn wouldn’t be able to control his temper if Puck said one word to either of them. It made things easier. Sam sat behind Finn, and next to Santana and Brittany - who were practically cuddling in the middle of the choir room. Sam wished for that kind of fearlessness. The room was filled with little chatters; Rachel was discussing a song with Quinn, Mike and Tina were making dinner arrangements, Kurt and Mercedes were mocking each others outfits. Then Mr. Schue entered with a smile, and Sam just hoped this wouldn’t last long.
“Alright, now we’re all here I have a special announcement.” He stood in the middle of the room, not appreciating the lack of enthusiasm everyone was showing. “As you all know, there is a school musical every year and I thought you would be happy to know I have chosen the musical and we’re ready to get this thing on the road.”
Sam didn’t know much about musicals, though he couldn’t help but grin at the now overly enthusiastic Rachel who was gleaming with joy at the news.
“This year we shall be performing….. Rocky Horror!!!” Mr Schue finally announced.
A few murmurs in the class rose, Rachel declared she’d take Janet and Santana claimed Magenta without a second thought. Sam had no idea what Rocky Horror was, Finn seemed just as confused.
“Okay, there aren’t enough roles for everyone so we’re going to have to double up on some roles.” Schuester began to explain. “Sam! I would like you to take the role of Rocky!”
“Uh, who’s Rocky?” Sam asked, looking around the room as almost everyone began to giggle slightly.
“The creature, don’t worry Sam we’re all going to study up on our roles.”
“Better be ready to show off that body of yours, Trouty.” Santana laughed.
Sam looked around at the girls wide grin, a little worried that he would have to get naked or something. He wasn’t ashamed of his body, but it could be better. Finn always called his abs perfect but Sam saw them as sloppy. This just meant more time in the gym, without Puck’s interruptions, and less time for bad food.
“Okay, I guess. Sure. I can do that.” Sam answered nervously, looking down to Finn’s dopey yet eager grin.
The blonde sat still as everyone got their roles, Finn being given Brad which elated Rachel to no end. Most of the girls got the same role, and Puck was given Eddie. Mercedes however offered her time to adapt the role of Frank n Furter for a female actress, to the shock of the choir room. At least Sam didn’t have the only role that got people talking.
Once the choir room was dismissed, Sam pulled Santana to one side in the empty corridor after asking Finn to wait for him in the parking lot. He had no idea how to thank her for what she did; especially given Sam hadn’t given her any reason to do so.
“Santana, I just wanted to thank you for everything you did this weekend.” He spoke softly to her, in almost a whisper even though there was no one around to hear them. “I never got the chance to say it before.”
She didn’t reply instantly, except with a smile. He liked Santana when she wasn’t being snarky and mean, he figured this was the real her.
“Don’t sweat it, Sam. It’s no big deal, I couldn’t just leave you. And don’t worry about Puck; he won’t say a word to anyone.”
Sam almost thought she was about to hug him, her body leaning forwards slightly, but she didn’t - although Sam would’ve welcomed it happily. It definitely helped to know he wasn’t completely alone, that someone would look out for him.
“No, really. You helped more than I could’ve asked for. Inviting Finn over, and everything, it really helped!” A wide grin reached his face, matching the one growing on Santana’s. “Everything’s good now, me and Finn are good. He told me he loved me.”
“I’m happy for you, but don’t say anymore because thinking of you and Finn grinding on each other is kind of making me sick.” She made a scrunched up face, raising her hand to dismiss Sam’s comments.
The blonde just laughed, he knew she wasn’t being hurtful so he was happy to accept the comment for what it was.
“Okay, okay. I’ll stop. But come here!” Sam didn’t give Santana a chance, wrapping his arms around her back and hugging her a little. She didn’t fight it; she slightly returned it with a laugh. “Thank you, Santana.”
“Stop,” She laughed, pulling the hug apart. “If people see me being nice they’re going to expect it all the time. No problem, Trouty. I got your back.”
Sam watched Santana walk down the hall, meeting a giggling Brittany at her locker. He watched them for a moment, the hand holding, and the little laughs they exchange. That’s what he wants with Finn.
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Once Sam had gotten to the parking lot, he gave in to Finn’s constant begging that they spend their night together at his house. Mrs. Hudson had a date with Kurt’s dad, and said she wouldn’t be home until morning. After making Finn promise they wouldn’t rush into sex again, Sam finally agreed. It wasn’t that Sam didn’t want to have sex with him, because he definitely did, he just wanted them to spend time together first. Maybe get to know each other a little more, and talking like a normal couple - though Sam wasn’t sure if they were officially a couple or not yet, something to talk about at least.
He had driven home first, promising to head straight to Finn’s once he had gotten some clothes and other things. He liked wearing Finn’s clothes, but he could only ruin so many pairs of his underwear before it became a problem for whoever did the laundry at the Hudson home. Sam didn’t waste any time, running up to his room and throwing some sweats and underwear into his bag also extra clothes for the next day of school, not forgetting to pack a toothbrush and deodorant but almost forgetting to pack condoms. If they were to have sex, Sam planned on easing Finn into the idea of bottoming - not that Sam minded bottoming, but he really wanted to know how it felt to be inside Finn.
It wasn’t long before Sam was led on Finn’s bed hating himself for stuffing his mouth with Doritos and watching Finn playing the guitar. The taller boy continued to profess he was still learning, but Sam wasn’t convinced. He played so effortlessly, messing up a few notes but he brought it back to perfection not soon after.
“Are you sure you’ve never played before?” Sam asked, abandoning the almost empty back of Doritos and stepping towards Finn with a cheesy smile - literally cheesy from the Doritos. “You seem to have it down, faster than I could learn a song and I’ve been playing since I turned 8 and my mom bought me my first guitar.” He sat on the chair behind Finn, snaking his hands to lightly direct the boy’s hands. They were barely touching but he heard a slight gasp from Finn’s mouth, Sam answering with a light chuckle.
“I swear I’ve never played, but this is definitely making me want to play more.” Finn laughed, leaning back against the blonde boy.
Sam pushed himself against Finn’s leaning body, his crotch pressing against his jeans, his lips pressing against the soft skin of his neck. “Now try play.” Smiling, Sam continued to press his wet lips against Finn’s next.
Finn began to play, starting the song perfectly but then sloppily beginning to lose track of the notes. “Dude, that’s not fair. I can’t play with you doing that.” He was laughing, placing the guitar down before craning his neck to push their lips together. “I thought you wanted to go slow?” He asked, turning his body to Sam but stopping their kiss.
“I do, but we could still do this.” Sam took Finn’s hands, pulling him to the bed and letting the boy lay on top of him, proceeding to kiss him slowly. His large hands ghosted down Finn’s back, grazing the t-shirt until he reached the hem and lifting it slightly to touch skin, smiling at Finn’s audible moan in reaction to it. There was no denying that Finn was incredibly hard against him, Sam was most definitely on his way, enjoying the feeling he got when Finn ground down on him slightly. For two people who couldn’t dance, they sure managed to move their bodies in perfect harmony with one another.
Sam’s hands slid further up Finn’s back, teasing slightly with his finger tips to get the boy to moan against his lips again - causing a vibration which in turn made Sam moan slightly himself. He felt Finn’s hands leave his jaw, sliding down his neck before he broke the kiss, causing Sam to grunt in disappointment.
“Are you sure, Sam?” Finn ended to heated mood with a single move. “I don’t want to push you, not again anyway.”
Sam didn’t answer, simply gripping Finn’s shirt with both hands to pull him back down and crash their lips together again. Taking control, the blonde rolled them over and began to worship Finn’s neck with little bites and kisses. Finn’s hands found their way to his hair, running his long fingers through the long blonde locks. Sam could tell Finn was getting close by the constant bucking of his hips, and merely began to grind his own hips down onto Finn’s.
Breathing against Finn’s lips, Sam smiled as he felt the flood of warm breath as the boy came; he lifted himself up slightly and observed the euphoric expression on the boy’s face - not caring that he came in his pants at all. Sam found it a little hot that Finn couldn’t stop himself sometimes; it made for a fun game at least. When Finn started to reach down to grab Sam’s obvious erection, the blonde boy pulled away a little - beginning to unzip his own jeans to reveal the tenting Avatar boxers before lying back down next to Finn who dipped his hands and began pumping Sam’s member almost instantly.
“I’m not going to last long.” Sam announced as Finn began to suck a hickey into his neck, forcing the boy to create a noise he had never made before. “Jesus, god I’m so close.”
Sam watched through half-lidded eyes as Finn got up slightly, but thankfully not stopping his tight fist. He felt his boxers slide to his knees, looking down to watch the brown hair sink lower and lower until he felt the heat of Finn’s mouth cover him almost completely. Sam’s hips bucked slightly forcing Finn back up a little, but it didn’t stop it. The blonde was panting almost, short but load moans making up Finn’s name before gasping a little as his shot his load into the eager boy’s mouth.
Finn accepted Sam’s come, finding the taste weird but not completely disgusting, continuing to slide up and down the softening dick a few more times before lifting off of the boy and pulling his underwear back up. He wiped his mouth, smiling down at Sam as he knelt on the bed next to him.
“Come here.” Sam pulled at Finn, trying to kiss the boy who pulled away.
“I’ve just a mouthful of your come, dude.” He laughed.
Sam continued to pull, biting his lip a little. “Don’t care, I like it.” Winning as he pushed his mouth against Finn’s, their tongues sliding together with equal moans. Sam could taste himself on Finn, but that kind of made him want to do it all over again.
Finn broke off their kiss and lay next to Sam, resting on his shoulder as he adored the boy’s continuing pants. “Who knew playing guitar could make me so horny?” He joked with a laugh.
“Just wait. We have all night remember?” Sam smiled lazily. “Which reminds me, I’m making you watch Avatar because you haven’t seen the special edition version.”
“Sure!” Finn answered enthusiastically, willing to enjoy anything Sam enjoyed. Also, Sam had a good point. They literally had all night to ‘enjoy’ themselves - the clock barely even striking 5pm. “Let me get changed, and then we can maybe order some pizza? I know you like pizza.”
“That sounds great.” Sam grinned, Avatar meant a lot to him, so it meant a lot that Finn was so eager. “Pepperoni with extra cheese, I’m sure we could work off all those calories.”
Finn proceeded to laugh, almost hysterically. “Dude, you’re body is perfect - stop with the gym!”
“If I’m going to have to play Rocky, or whoever, then I need to be in shape.” Sam frowned.
“Just wait til you see the costume, Rachel told me he wears like nothing. I’m gonna have a hard time focusing on my lines with you on stage.”
“Oh great.” Sam laughed, hiding his slight nervousness. “Just go get changed, I’ll set everything up downstairs.” Sam got up, and rummaged through his bag to find his phone.
“Sam.” Finn didn’t move, just staring at the half naked boy who had already begun dialling the number. “I love you.”
“I love you, too dude.”
Part: 10/?
Author: chordykins
Spoilers: entire Season Two
Summary: Sam and Finn rekindle what they had before the party.
Pairing: Finn/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2,383
Sam spent the rest of the school day smiling, the little kiss he and Finn shared in the locker room had lifted his spirits entirely. He stopped thinking about Puck, and focused on the goofy boy turning around in lessons to ask for help. Sam couldn’t stop; he wasn’t even trying to not look at Finn with adoring eyes. It definitely made the day go faster, the only thing they had to deal with was Glee Club because Mr. Schue had an important announcement, something neither of them could miss without having Rachel on their backs. Sam would be sure to sit away from Puck, also to finally thank Santana for everything.
They were late, a couple minutes, so everyone was already seated. Puck was thankfully at the far end of the room, giving both boys a chance to avoid him. Sam couldn’t deal with it and he knew Finn wouldn’t be able to control his temper if Puck said one word to either of them. It made things easier. Sam sat behind Finn, and next to Santana and Brittany - who were practically cuddling in the middle of the choir room. Sam wished for that kind of fearlessness. The room was filled with little chatters; Rachel was discussing a song with Quinn, Mike and Tina were making dinner arrangements, Kurt and Mercedes were mocking each others outfits. Then Mr. Schue entered with a smile, and Sam just hoped this wouldn’t last long.
“Alright, now we’re all here I have a special announcement.” He stood in the middle of the room, not appreciating the lack of enthusiasm everyone was showing. “As you all know, there is a school musical every year and I thought you would be happy to know I have chosen the musical and we’re ready to get this thing on the road.”
Sam didn’t know much about musicals, though he couldn’t help but grin at the now overly enthusiastic Rachel who was gleaming with joy at the news.
“This year we shall be performing….. Rocky Horror!!!” Mr Schue finally announced.
A few murmurs in the class rose, Rachel declared she’d take Janet and Santana claimed Magenta without a second thought. Sam had no idea what Rocky Horror was, Finn seemed just as confused.
“Okay, there aren’t enough roles for everyone so we’re going to have to double up on some roles.” Schuester began to explain. “Sam! I would like you to take the role of Rocky!”
“Uh, who’s Rocky?” Sam asked, looking around the room as almost everyone began to giggle slightly.
“The creature, don’t worry Sam we’re all going to study up on our roles.”
“Better be ready to show off that body of yours, Trouty.” Santana laughed.
Sam looked around at the girls wide grin, a little worried that he would have to get naked or something. He wasn’t ashamed of his body, but it could be better. Finn always called his abs perfect but Sam saw them as sloppy. This just meant more time in the gym, without Puck’s interruptions, and less time for bad food.
“Okay, I guess. Sure. I can do that.” Sam answered nervously, looking down to Finn’s dopey yet eager grin.
The blonde sat still as everyone got their roles, Finn being given Brad which elated Rachel to no end. Most of the girls got the same role, and Puck was given Eddie. Mercedes however offered her time to adapt the role of Frank n Furter for a female actress, to the shock of the choir room. At least Sam didn’t have the only role that got people talking.
Once the choir room was dismissed, Sam pulled Santana to one side in the empty corridor after asking Finn to wait for him in the parking lot. He had no idea how to thank her for what she did; especially given Sam hadn’t given her any reason to do so.
“Santana, I just wanted to thank you for everything you did this weekend.” He spoke softly to her, in almost a whisper even though there was no one around to hear them. “I never got the chance to say it before.”
She didn’t reply instantly, except with a smile. He liked Santana when she wasn’t being snarky and mean, he figured this was the real her.
“Don’t sweat it, Sam. It’s no big deal, I couldn’t just leave you. And don’t worry about Puck; he won’t say a word to anyone.”
Sam almost thought she was about to hug him, her body leaning forwards slightly, but she didn’t - although Sam would’ve welcomed it happily. It definitely helped to know he wasn’t completely alone, that someone would look out for him.
“No, really. You helped more than I could’ve asked for. Inviting Finn over, and everything, it really helped!” A wide grin reached his face, matching the one growing on Santana’s. “Everything’s good now, me and Finn are good. He told me he loved me.”
“I’m happy for you, but don’t say anymore because thinking of you and Finn grinding on each other is kind of making me sick.” She made a scrunched up face, raising her hand to dismiss Sam’s comments.
The blonde just laughed, he knew she wasn’t being hurtful so he was happy to accept the comment for what it was.
“Okay, okay. I’ll stop. But come here!” Sam didn’t give Santana a chance, wrapping his arms around her back and hugging her a little. She didn’t fight it; she slightly returned it with a laugh. “Thank you, Santana.”
“Stop,” She laughed, pulling the hug apart. “If people see me being nice they’re going to expect it all the time. No problem, Trouty. I got your back.”
Sam watched Santana walk down the hall, meeting a giggling Brittany at her locker. He watched them for a moment, the hand holding, and the little laughs they exchange. That’s what he wants with Finn.
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Once Sam had gotten to the parking lot, he gave in to Finn’s constant begging that they spend their night together at his house. Mrs. Hudson had a date with Kurt’s dad, and said she wouldn’t be home until morning. After making Finn promise they wouldn’t rush into sex again, Sam finally agreed. It wasn’t that Sam didn’t want to have sex with him, because he definitely did, he just wanted them to spend time together first. Maybe get to know each other a little more, and talking like a normal couple - though Sam wasn’t sure if they were officially a couple or not yet, something to talk about at least.
He had driven home first, promising to head straight to Finn’s once he had gotten some clothes and other things. He liked wearing Finn’s clothes, but he could only ruin so many pairs of his underwear before it became a problem for whoever did the laundry at the Hudson home. Sam didn’t waste any time, running up to his room and throwing some sweats and underwear into his bag also extra clothes for the next day of school, not forgetting to pack a toothbrush and deodorant but almost forgetting to pack condoms. If they were to have sex, Sam planned on easing Finn into the idea of bottoming - not that Sam minded bottoming, but he really wanted to know how it felt to be inside Finn.
It wasn’t long before Sam was led on Finn’s bed hating himself for stuffing his mouth with Doritos and watching Finn playing the guitar. The taller boy continued to profess he was still learning, but Sam wasn’t convinced. He played so effortlessly, messing up a few notes but he brought it back to perfection not soon after.
“Are you sure you’ve never played before?” Sam asked, abandoning the almost empty back of Doritos and stepping towards Finn with a cheesy smile - literally cheesy from the Doritos. “You seem to have it down, faster than I could learn a song and I’ve been playing since I turned 8 and my mom bought me my first guitar.” He sat on the chair behind Finn, snaking his hands to lightly direct the boy’s hands. They were barely touching but he heard a slight gasp from Finn’s mouth, Sam answering with a light chuckle.
“I swear I’ve never played, but this is definitely making me want to play more.” Finn laughed, leaning back against the blonde boy.
Sam pushed himself against Finn’s leaning body, his crotch pressing against his jeans, his lips pressing against the soft skin of his neck. “Now try play.” Smiling, Sam continued to press his wet lips against Finn’s next.
Finn began to play, starting the song perfectly but then sloppily beginning to lose track of the notes. “Dude, that’s not fair. I can’t play with you doing that.” He was laughing, placing the guitar down before craning his neck to push their lips together. “I thought you wanted to go slow?” He asked, turning his body to Sam but stopping their kiss.
“I do, but we could still do this.” Sam took Finn’s hands, pulling him to the bed and letting the boy lay on top of him, proceeding to kiss him slowly. His large hands ghosted down Finn’s back, grazing the t-shirt until he reached the hem and lifting it slightly to touch skin, smiling at Finn’s audible moan in reaction to it. There was no denying that Finn was incredibly hard against him, Sam was most definitely on his way, enjoying the feeling he got when Finn ground down on him slightly. For two people who couldn’t dance, they sure managed to move their bodies in perfect harmony with one another.
Sam’s hands slid further up Finn’s back, teasing slightly with his finger tips to get the boy to moan against his lips again - causing a vibration which in turn made Sam moan slightly himself. He felt Finn’s hands leave his jaw, sliding down his neck before he broke the kiss, causing Sam to grunt in disappointment.
“Are you sure, Sam?” Finn ended to heated mood with a single move. “I don’t want to push you, not again anyway.”
Sam didn’t answer, simply gripping Finn’s shirt with both hands to pull him back down and crash their lips together again. Taking control, the blonde rolled them over and began to worship Finn’s neck with little bites and kisses. Finn’s hands found their way to his hair, running his long fingers through the long blonde locks. Sam could tell Finn was getting close by the constant bucking of his hips, and merely began to grind his own hips down onto Finn’s.
Breathing against Finn’s lips, Sam smiled as he felt the flood of warm breath as the boy came; he lifted himself up slightly and observed the euphoric expression on the boy’s face - not caring that he came in his pants at all. Sam found it a little hot that Finn couldn’t stop himself sometimes; it made for a fun game at least. When Finn started to reach down to grab Sam’s obvious erection, the blonde boy pulled away a little - beginning to unzip his own jeans to reveal the tenting Avatar boxers before lying back down next to Finn who dipped his hands and began pumping Sam’s member almost instantly.
“I’m not going to last long.” Sam announced as Finn began to suck a hickey into his neck, forcing the boy to create a noise he had never made before. “Jesus, god I’m so close.”
Sam watched through half-lidded eyes as Finn got up slightly, but thankfully not stopping his tight fist. He felt his boxers slide to his knees, looking down to watch the brown hair sink lower and lower until he felt the heat of Finn’s mouth cover him almost completely. Sam’s hips bucked slightly forcing Finn back up a little, but it didn’t stop it. The blonde was panting almost, short but load moans making up Finn’s name before gasping a little as his shot his load into the eager boy’s mouth.
Finn accepted Sam’s come, finding the taste weird but not completely disgusting, continuing to slide up and down the softening dick a few more times before lifting off of the boy and pulling his underwear back up. He wiped his mouth, smiling down at Sam as he knelt on the bed next to him.
“Come here.” Sam pulled at Finn, trying to kiss the boy who pulled away.
“I’ve just a mouthful of your come, dude.” He laughed.
Sam continued to pull, biting his lip a little. “Don’t care, I like it.” Winning as he pushed his mouth against Finn’s, their tongues sliding together with equal moans. Sam could taste himself on Finn, but that kind of made him want to do it all over again.
Finn broke off their kiss and lay next to Sam, resting on his shoulder as he adored the boy’s continuing pants. “Who knew playing guitar could make me so horny?” He joked with a laugh.
“Just wait. We have all night remember?” Sam smiled lazily. “Which reminds me, I’m making you watch Avatar because you haven’t seen the special edition version.”
“Sure!” Finn answered enthusiastically, willing to enjoy anything Sam enjoyed. Also, Sam had a good point. They literally had all night to ‘enjoy’ themselves - the clock barely even striking 5pm. “Let me get changed, and then we can maybe order some pizza? I know you like pizza.”
“That sounds great.” Sam grinned, Avatar meant a lot to him, so it meant a lot that Finn was so eager. “Pepperoni with extra cheese, I’m sure we could work off all those calories.”
Finn proceeded to laugh, almost hysterically. “Dude, you’re body is perfect - stop with the gym!”
“If I’m going to have to play Rocky, or whoever, then I need to be in shape.” Sam frowned.
“Just wait til you see the costume, Rachel told me he wears like nothing. I’m gonna have a hard time focusing on my lines with you on stage.”
“Oh great.” Sam laughed, hiding his slight nervousness. “Just go get changed, I’ll set everything up downstairs.” Sam got up, and rummaged through his bag to find his phone.
“Sam.” Finn didn’t move, just staring at the half naked boy who had already begun dialling the number. “I love you.”
“I love you, too dude.”