Second Chances

Chapter 1 – What Dreams May Come

So, if you have decided to click on this story you must love the Sam/Puck paring. We are two horny gay guys writing a story, one writes, one edits, it's pretty simple. The story will contain a lot of sex so if you are a minor go away! (Jokes!) Also the story will contain Rory Flannigan however it revolves mainly around 'Suck'. Please review as we will only continue to write the story if we know that people are reading. We are always open to criticism. However if you are homophobic and decided to post hateful reviews of that nature, they will be deleted and ignored. If you like it please favourite it and put it on your alerts!

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Disclaimer: Ryan Murphy owns glee and we own nothing accept our strange imaginations and dirty minds. This chapter and all subsequent chapters condone this disclaimer.

"Put it in your mouth!"

"No dude, shut the fuck up!"

"Come on. I bet you could take it."

"Why? You're the trouty mouth here, not me."

"Don't give me that trouty mouth shit here man. You picked the dare, now you have to do it. Stop wasting time" said Sam, gesturing at the banana in front of him.

"Fuck you man, this game is stupid," said Puck angrily "you just wanna see me suck that banana so you can jerk off to it tonight." Puck knocked the banana off the bed where he and Sam were sitting. Sam had been staying with Puck since his return to McKinley. His original plan to stay with Finn or Rachel had fallen through. Finn's house was too crowded and Rachel's dads wouldn't let any boy stay with her after they found out she had had sex with Finn while they were out of town. Sam snorted.

"Man, you think everybody wants you dude," he said in return. Puck was already out of bed changing his shirt. He looked back at Sam.

"I don't think. I know. And I know you want me," he said. Sam looked surprised but then quickly pulled his face back.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he said. Puck smirked.

"I hear you in your dreams. Oh Puck, yes Puck, fuck me Puck, harder Puck, faster, more, more, more! YES PUCK!" Puck moaned, looking Sam in the eye and groping himself. Sam looked horrified, but he couldn't look away. Puck dropped his hand and laughed. "Yeah, I bet you'd like to suck it wouldn't you?" he asked, gesturing at the banana. Sam stuttered.

"W-what? No! That's gross dude, I don't want to suck anything and I definitely don't dream about you!" Sam said, turning away.

"Yeah right," Puck said. He thought for a second. "You're gay. You have to want my cock. I dare you to suck my cock," he said, and he watched as Sam visibly tensed up.

"No dude! Shut up! Let's just go to bed. I'm tired now," he said forcefully. Puck paused for a moment and furrowed his brow together.

"Please?" Puck asked quietly. Sam sat silent for several seconds.

"What?" he whispered softly. Puck sat down next to Sam in his boxers. He stared at the floor for a second and then spoke quietly.

"Look man...ever since Shelby broke it off I haven't done anything. And since it's winter I can't clean any pools which is always my backup plan. I swear to God I will beat the fuck out of you if you tell anyone but I think about guys a lot. Like sucking, and fucking them. And let's face it, you're like smoking hot..." he trailed off. Sam looked up.

"Dude," but that was all he could say before Puck suddenly leaned over and planted his lips on Sam. He pushed Sam back on the bed and climbed on top of him. He forcefully pressed his mouth into Sam's, and Sam pressed back. Puck pulled away.

"Sorry, I just couldn't let you say no and I'm just so...so," but he was cut off by Sam as he pulled Puck's mouth back onto his own. Puck let loose a small moan and pressed himself into Sam. He could feel himself starting to harden. Sam could feel Puck's swelling cock and he moved his hand between the two of them. He ran it again Puck's smooth chest and slowly traced his finger down towards the band of his boxers. He pulled the band of the boxers open and slipped hand inside. He wrapped his long fingers around Puck's cock and squeezed. Puck let out a deep moan and slipped his tongue inside of Sam's mouth. Sam willingly allowed him in, and his tongue collided with Puck's. They entwined together passionately and Puck began to buck to his hips, pressing his cock into Sam's hand. Sam pulled away, grabbed Puck's shoulder, and rolled their bodies over so that he was now on top. Sam grabbed the band of Puck's boxers and pulled them down quickly. Puck's cock sprang up against his chest. Sam quickly grabbed Puck's cock by the hand and stroked it quickly. Puck moaned and bucked into Sam's hand. He gasped out "Suck," and cried out as Sam suddenly took his cock into his mouth. Sam squeezed his lips tight around Puck's shaft and slid down, dragging his tongue along the length of Puck's cock. He moved his right hand down to Puck's low hanging balls and cupped them. Puck positioned his hand on the back of Sam's head, and pressed Sam down on his cock. Sam gagged, but relaxed his throat and slid down further on Puck's throbbing cock.

Puck gasped and tried to speak, but he was overcome by his sudden orgasm. Sam flinched as Puck's hot cum hit the back of his throat, but he forced himself to adjust and swallow. Puck shot three more powerful shots into Sam's mouth, and moaned as the suction of Sam swallowing pressed against his cock. Sam pulled off of Puck and collapsed at the end of the bed, panting. Puck lay in the silence of his euphoria for several moments before speaking.

"Wow, dude, that was...amazing." said Puck with a heavy sigh. Sam raised his head and smiled.

"I've wanted to do that since I saw you showering in New York," he said, "and when you said you heard me moaning in my sleep, I thought I was fucked!" Puck smirked.

"Oh, you're definitely getting fucked. Hard." he said with a wink. He leaned over and opened the drawer beside him. Sam's eyes widened. Puck continued.

"But I have to be honest. You actually never talk in your sleep."