My Cowboy
Background
If you live in a small town with only eight schools total (that meant two elementarys, two middle schools, and two high schools) it was pretty much split down the middle. Occasionally paths crossed at the grocery or hospital but other than that you kept to your own.
If you went to McKinley you hated Carmel and vice versa. Friday night football games were a huge deal, it meant houses were empty on both sides of town and Lord have Mercy if the two schools were playing each other. It was like a death match, who ever had more players uninjured won.
They only thing that was more important than Friday night games were the Rodeos which was neutral grounds for both sides. Even at the Rodeos you stayed far from the other school it was an unspoken rule or some shit.
The Rodeo
He was trying to get Quinn to ride a horse when he heard Sam laughing and a girl giggling. He turned to see Sam Evans with a short brunette who was wearing jeans, a flannel shirt and a cowboy hat. Sam grabbed the girl by the waist pulling her close, "So you ride? Can you stay on longer than eight seconds?" She swatted his arm laughing, "Oh baby I'm wilder than any eight second ride."
"Rachel you have to stop saying shit like that. You're my friend and I will feel no regret fucking you." She laughed at the blond mouthy boy. "Come I'll introduce you. Puck, Quinn this is Rachel. Rachel, Puck, Quinn." She shook their hands, "Nice to meet you even through we've lived in the same town for sixteen years."
Puck glared at Sam while Quinn gave her a knowing smile, "Oh so you go to Carmel." "Yeah, I'm a cheerleader and I'm dating the captain of the football team. Yay all American girl." "How 'bout you use a little more sarcasm Rae?" "Hey she started it and anyway, I'm done here Jesse already went and didn't die so I have to go cheer myself up."
"Whatever babe. You going to Hudson's party?" "Ugh I have to. I sold my soul to Satan." Quinn and Puck blinked at her while Sam laughed, "Why do you agree to do stuff with her?" "Because it was either her or Kurt." Sam hugged her, "You poor baby. I'll be there." "Good. I have to go play loving girlfriend excuse me."
They watched her as she walked away, "Dude how do you know a Carmel?" Sam shrugged, "When I first moved here I didn't know the rules about the schools and she was one of the first people who was nice to me." Puck snorted, "What are you a puppy?" "Hahahaha no she bakes me stuff, rides horses, and a badass." Quinn patted his cheek, "Awe someone's in love."
Sam sighed, "I'd marry her if she'd let me. But anyway I'm in love with someone else." Quinn who was holding on to Puck's hand bounced, "Oh who?" Sam shook his head, "Not telling. I'll see you guys later." Sam hoped in his truck and left them.
Hudson's House
Sam ended up talking Puck into coming to Hudson's party with him. As soon as they walked in the music blaring and the smell of booze hit them hard. "SAMMY!" Sam and Puck both turned toward the small girl who was now wearing a sundress and a pair of cowboy boots. "Thank god. I was about to kill Jesse. He's being really handsy tonight. Come I'll get you a beer or whatever you want."
They followed her to the kitchen where they recognized a few football players and tensed but all they did was nod. "What's up with that?" Rachel leaned in, "Hudson goes to Carmel but his brother Kurt goes to McKinley so it's neutral here. Meaning no fighting, now if this was at say Rick's house you'd be dead." She handed Puck a red Solo cup and Sam a bottle of water.
Sam just rolled his eyes, "We walked here." "Good. You can get your own beer then." She danced away with her own cup. Puck raised his eyebrow at Sam who smiled into his cup. "Is she always like that?" "Oh no man, she's planning on getting' trashed tonight." "Why?" He motioned for Puck to follow him.
The stood outside the living room and Sam pointed to a curly hair guy with his tongue stuck down some blond's throat, "That's Jesse her cheating boyfriend. They break-up at least twice a week but tonight I think it's really over." "So what you're here to catch her?" Sam shook his head, "Fuck no I'm here to be supportive."
Several beers in and Puck was grinning like a fucktard because for one he had a head cheerleader in his lap and two she was more than willing. He picked her up and carried her upstairs to an empty room. She giggled as he laid her down on the bed. She kicked her shoes off into the floor and pulled her dress up to reveal red lace underwear. She grabbed at his belt buckle as he kissed on her neck.
She untucked his shirt and pulled it above his head. If you watched her hands you wouldn't know she was drunk as she swiftly unbuttoned his jeans. He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head, "Movin' a little fast there, don't you think?" She shook her head and caught his lip with her teeth causing him to growl. He rolled them so that she was straddling him, "Damn babe."
"Hey cowboy I'm 'bout to take you for a ride." She unclasped her bra and threw it across the room. She grabbed his hands and placed them on thighs and then she slid them up her side, "I thought you were the Puckzilla." He flipped her onto her back and stood pushing his jeans to the floor. "You have no clue babe." He crawled between her thighs to kiss her lips. She cradled his face in her hands, "I need you."
He rubbed himself against her causing her to whimper, "Please." He teased her a little more, sucking on her neck, her ears, anywhere he could reach and still keep the contact between his cock and her pussy. "Please Puck I'm begging you." He grinned and positioned his cock outside her entrance, "Are you sure about this?" "Yes." He thrust into her and filled her to the hilt and waited for her to adjust to his size.
Her hands gripped his biceps as he started to move, she moaned. He picked up his pace just a little as she rocked onto him. "Harder." He could feel the sweat dripping down his back as he thrust harder, "Oh God." Her hands moved up his arms to his back with her feet gripping his thighs. He felt the tension started to build in his lower back. She wasn't quiet between words she made these breathy sounds. "Are you close?" "Oh god yes." He lost his rhythm and just fucked her hard. Her nails dug down his back as her legs pulled him deeper. He felt her cum around him, "Oh God Noah." She bit his shoulder as she rode out her orgasm. The bite and her milking him caused him to lose his shit with one last thrust he spilled his seed into her.
The Morning After
He woke up to someone moving around on the bed, his head was killing him and fuck it was too bright. He opened his eyes to see a girl sitting on the edge of the bed pulling her boots on. "So you're just going to leave me in a stranger's house that's not very nice." She turned to look at him, "You'd've been fine Puckerman." He frowned at her, "Did I do something wrong?" "No not you. Get dress I'll give you a ride home."
"Fuck," he groaned. He pulled on his jeans and threw his shirt on. He sat on the bed beside her to tie up his boots. "So no boxers?" He scuffed, "Fuck no my boys need to breathe." She laughed, "Free balling. Yeah well I can't find my bra so." He looked at her, "Oh really. I have something that will hold them." She slapped his arm, "Come on Puckzilla. This is not how I want to spend a Saturday without cheer." He grabbed her arm, "Hey look it's nothing against you are anything but you can't tell anyone about this, okay?"
"Look Puck I get it okay and I won't say anything. Now let's get you home so I can go to sleep." She walked out and he followed feeling guilty as hell and hoping that Quinn never found out about this.
Halloween (or three months later)
The had a game tonight against Carmel and it was loud and crazy on one side was McKinley in their red, black and white and the other was Carmel in their blue, yellow, and white. The stadium was pack with people. He could see the Carmel cheerleaders lined up waiting on their players; they were the home team tonight. He watched as the team file out on to the field one of the players stopped to kiss a short brunette which Puck recognized as Rachel. Sam saw where he was looking, "Finn Hudson quarterback and a pain in my ass. She's been dating him since that party we went to. I fucking hate, dude. Hey Dave, do me a favor take his pasty ass out." Dave grinned, "Got it."
It was the fourth quarter with two minutes left in the half. Carmel had the ball at the 25 yard line, 21 to 17 Carmel. Hudson was calling the play as the play clock counted down, he stepped back out of coverage and Dave Karofsky tackled him. You could hear the hit throughout the stadium and Puck heard Sam murmur, "Damn it. Hope he's not dead." The tall boy ambled off the field but really it was more like stumbled off the field.
The game was over and the players were changing in the locker room when the door opened, Puck and Sam heard hooting and hollering and a couple of 'Damns.' Sam had just pulled his jeans on as the source of the noise got closer. Puck watched as Rachel slapped the back of Sam's head. Rachel was still in uniform which made Puck's jeans shrink if you get my meaning.
"Are you happy? He's got a concussion." "I ain't got a fucking clue what you're talkin' 'bout." "Oh how about I tell your team mates about that one during freshman year when you-," She was cut off by Sam placing his hand over her mouth. "Fine it was me but he deserved it." Sam then whispered, "I saw him with Santana." "What?" "Yeah I'm sorry baby. Meet me at my truck okay?" She nodded and walked away from them. "Fuck dude," Puck whispered. "Are you serious?" "Yeah, man."
Puck threw his bag over his shoulder as he and Sam made their way out to Sam's truck. When they got there Rachel had her face in her hands. Sam wrapped his arms around her, "Don't cry over that ass." She shook her head and looked up at him, "Not crying over him boys come and go he made his choice. His fucking loss. I can't believe him through. Ugh I hate boys."
Sam smiled at her and Puck threw his bag in the bed of the truck, "So there's a party at Quinn's tonight you want to go?" She shook her head, "Nope I can't party anymore and Satan was my fucking ride, bitch." "Why can't you party?" Sam asked. She leaned against Sam's truck, "I'm pregnant." "I'm going to kill that son uh bitch. He knows doesn't he?" She nodded. "That motherfucker is dead, Rae, dead. Get in the truck." Puck pulled the door open and helped Rachel in.
"Sam what are you going to do?" Sam started the truck, "Frist off I'm going to hunt that fucker down. Second I'm going to have a conversation with him and third, third I'm going to take you back to my house and we're going to eat junk food and just hang out. By the way don't even think about trying to change my mind." She huffed and slouched in between the two boys. "Do I get to join this conversation? Because that was dirty."
Rachel groaned and leaned her head back on the back glass. They ended up at the Hudson-Hummel house. Sam and Puck got out of the truck, "Stay in the truck, Rae." "Don't bloody him up." Sam knocked on the door, "Hey Kurt is your brother home." Kurt stuttered that he was upstairs, "Well can you tell him to come down here for a minute?" Kurt glanced at the truck where Rachel was sitting with her arms crossed and staring out the front windshield. "Yeah, I'll be right back."
While they were waiting Puck was suddenly hit with a thought, 'what if it's yours?' He took a deep breath; she would have told you if it was yours. Hudson came to the door, "What?" Sam didn't say a word he pulled back his fist and clocked Finn Hudson, "Come near Rachel Berry again I'll kill you. Got it." Hudson laid on the floor holding his noise, "Dude she's pregnant with my kid. How the fuck am I supposed to do that?"
"Fuck if I know. Dude how could you cheat on your pregnant girlfriend you ass? Don't come near her again until you decide to be a fucking man." Hudson got off the floor, "Does she want me to stay away from her? Because that's not what she's been saying if anything she needs me." Puck was pissed, he barely knew the girl and he knew she didn't need anyone. This time it was Puck who punched him. "She doesn't need you. Come on Sam."
It's long but it's been rolling around in my head for a long time so I wrote it and I'm posting will update when I'm avoiding writing papers for my Online classes. Let me know what you think.