If asked, neither of them could remember what silly, fandom related issue had led to the pair of them rolling around and Blaine's bed, wrestling and laughing. It was a typical Saturday night and Sam and Blaine had been watching a movie when their argument devolved into light pushes and noogies.
Messing up Blaine's hair was a declaration of war.
Though Sam was bigger, he was far more ticklish, a weakness Blaine was willing to exploit. In the face of defeat, Sam rallied, flipping them over to trap Blaine beneath him as he grabbed his wrists, pinning the smaller boy's arms to the mattress beside his head.
"Gottcha!" Sam crowed, grinning down into Blaine's wide eyes. "I told you I would…."
His voice trailed off when Blaine's pink tongue darted out to wet his lips and he shifted below Sam, the line of his cock pressing up against Sam's hip.
He was rock hard and Sam was pretty interested himself.
That was unexpected…Not his interest in Blaine, they had been dating for a while, so that was normal, but the circumstances….
Trying to decide what to do, Sam flexed his fingers, giving Blaine's wrists a light squeeze and was surprised to have him buck in response.
"Is this…a thing?" he asked, voice choked and curious. It wasn't that he was opposed to playing at being dominant, but this was all very sudden.
Honestly, Blaine looked a little startled himself. "I…maybe? I mean, I trust you, so I'm not scared…but you could do it, Sam. Hold me down…?"
Sam's cock jumped at the thought. They hadn't gotten anywhere near actual sex yet, just lots of really awesome making out and a little dry humping, but damn, this felt like something more and they were barely rubbing against each other.
"Yeah," Sam breathed, lowering his head to attack Blaine's neck with his lips and teeth. Blaine sighed and Sam took advantage of his distraction, slipping his knee between Blaine's legs even as he pressed their bodies together. Blaine's eyes closed and his mouth fell open as an involuntary moan tore free from his chest.
"Dude, you have no idea how incredible you look," Sam murmured hotly, nipping lightly on Blaine's ear.
The sound Blaine made was nearly a whine and it was clear he liked hearing Sam talk to him. "Sam, can we…."
"Yeah, I'll take care of you," Sam assured, pushing Blaine's arms up so he could grasp both wrists with one hand. "I'm gonna make you cum."
Chest rising and falling with rapid breaths, a new flush covering his face, Blaine met Sam's gaze and nodded enthusiastically, grinding himself against Sam's thigh.
Leaning in for a kiss, Sam sucked on Blaine's lower lip as his free hand wandered down Blaine's body, caressing over clothing until he cupped the bulge in Blaine sweatpants, easing his own leg out of the way.
He could feel the heat radiating through thin cotton as he palmed Blaine's dick, squeezing and massaging, working him with determination as the other boy rutted against him. It was intense and new and Sam's entire body felt too hot as he pressed himself into Blaine's thigh while he shouted and arched up under Sam, coming hard, warm, wet patch spreading under Sam's palm.
Seeing Blaine come undone like that was too much for Sam and, after a few more haphazard thrusts, he too came in his pants, gasping and shuddering and collapsing half on top of Blaine.
The harsh sound of the breathing sounded loud in the quiet of the room and it took more than a few minutes for them to settle down, just lying there, clutching each other close.
"Well," Blaine finally breathed. "That was new and incredible."
Letting out a little laugh, Sam nodded against Blaine's neck. "So incredible...even if we're a little sticky now."
"That's what showers are for."