McKinley's on the Turn?

Chapter 1

Puck is a hard, straight jock king, or is he a queen?

My first story, please be kind and gentle. There's some gay sex scenes in this so if you don't like it then don't read it. I do not own Glee or any thing to do with it.

"What?" demanded Puck in disbelief.

"You heard me right Mohawk n trash, your pool cleaning business is a pile of bull crap! I need to you to give me moslatov financial security and it ain't happening! Go cheap skate Yentl or something!" retorted Santana, the words sinking into Pucks mind slowly. She waited for him to say something back, eyebrows raised. After a pause of twenty seconds, she flicked her high pony and strutted away as though her red and white polyester were the crown jewels. Puck frowned, frustrated at his girlfriend for getting rid of him and too tired to go to math. He ducked into the men's locker room to have a smoke and bunk off.

When he burst in he saw Sam, well only the top of his shiny blonde hair, the shower cubicle covered the rest of him. The shower water sounded in profuse jets and echoes around the locker room. Puckerman lounged at the back of the row of lockers and lit a cigarette; he took three long drags and blew out a long smooth stream of smoke. He closed his eyes and began to become enveloped by the smell of the boy's locker room. Jock straps, sweat and muscles, then something weird happened: his cock began to harden. He was getting more and more turned on by the musky smell of sweaty hunks filing his nostrils. As the smoke mingled with the masculine scent, his hand ghosted down his sculpted abs and rested at the bulge in his tight jeans. He stroked up and down, getting so turned on as he palmed himself through his jeans. The manliness of the room was so sexy! But Puck was freaked out he wasn't gay, was he?

"Ahh fuck," he whispered as he began to get more and more hard.

The flies on his jeans were unzipped slowly as his eyes fluttered shut, his huge cock bounced out of the hole in the denim and a strong hand took it and began to stroke slowly. Puck began to shiver and fidget with the pleasure washing over him. Small moans and whimpers escaped his lips as the hands began to pump his dick harder and faster. Puck opened his eyes and saw Sam, his big mouth and cute eyes furrowed in concentration and pleasure. He looked from Sam's face, down to his beautiful hard pecks and his perfect abs. Puck then had to suppress a grin as he saw Sam's erect member, almost as big as his. Sam's legs were smooth and muscular, Puck's eyes trailed up them until he reached his perfect ass.

"Urgh Sam, what're you doing?" Puck asked in futility through all of the pleasure
Sam didn't answer, just brought his full, red lips crashing down onto his in a rushed, sexy... pornographic kiss.

"Mmmm Puck you're making me so horney!"

Puck began to moan and shift, he was getting closer to climax. Sam let him get so close, virtually screaming, the noises he made was so beautiful. Just before he came, Sam stopped, much to Pucks disappointment.

"What Sam, why you stop?"

Sam didn't answer.

He took a breath and threw his mouth at Puck's raging cock. At first, he just liked and teased the head, squeezing moans and gasps of ecstasy from Puck. His head moved further down, third way down the shaft, half way down. Sam's mouth seemed to take it all in, he'd managed to get to the base, his lips in the neatly trimmed hairs and began to deepthroat Puck's dick.

"AHHH SAM, I'M GONNA! I'M GONNA! AHHHHHHHH!" Puck came hard into sam's mouth.

"Wow you got pretty wet," Said Sam almost mockingly.

"Well maybe we should do this agian sometime," Puck said, as he pulled on his jeans around his tight ass.

"Yeah right," Sam thought to himself

Puck walked away unaware of what was going to go down at McKinley in the next through months...