Hey guys! So, I just wanted to say that this is only my second story and it's my first Finn/Puck story, so yay! Lol. Sorry it's so long, I really need to work on being more concise I think. This is a oneshot for now, but I may write more chapters if I get a good enough response for it. Hope you all enjoy it and review :). I do not own Glee.
Lucky I'm In Love With My Best Friend...
Everything should have perfect for Finn, he was truly living the life. He was the star quarterback of the McKinley football team, he had an amazing girlfriend, and he was also a very talented singer. All of this should have made him incredibly happy...but there was something missing, and Finn knew very well what that was.
As truly amazing as Finn's girlfriend, Quinn, was she could never compare to the one person he truly wanted. The one he yearned for every waking moment of his life. The one he could never seem to get out of his head. The one who he wasn't supposed to love, but did anyway.
You guessed it, Finn Hudson was madly in love with Noah Puckerman. If there was a worse person to possibly be in love with, Finn couldn't think of any of one. Any other person (preferably a girl) would be better than loving his very straight best friend.
Finn hadn't always known he was gay or that he loved his best friend. It had hit him suddenly one day after school, when him and Puck had been playing video games in his room like they had always done. ..
Flashback
It was just a regular fall day in mid-October, the leaves had just begun changing colors on the trees and the air was starting to become a little cooler in the evenings. It seemed like such a regular day...little did Finn know, this was the day that would change his life forever.
"Hey shithead, wanna hang after glee? I'm feeling some Halo is definitely in order for tonight," Puck asked Finn at the end of school, slamming his locker door shut as he turned to look at his best friend.
Finn was slightly confused...things had kind of been a little weird with them ever since Puck had, you know, knocked up his girlfriend and then made out with his other girlfriend after that. He wasn't even sure they were best friends anymore. I mean, sure, they still talked and stuff, but it had been a while since they had played Halo together. But, maybe this was Puck's way of saying he missed Finn and wanted them to go back to being best friends again. Finn had to admit, he had missed Puck as well. Hell, if he could find it in his heart to forgive Quinn and go as far as to date her again, why couldn't he also forgive his best friend?
"Yeah, sure man, that sounds fun," Finn said with a goofy smile on his face, before closing his locker as well and making his way down the hall to the glee club meeting with Puck.
After the meeting was over, Puck told Finn he would be over around 7 or so. Finn drove home afterwards feeling excited and, for some unknown reason, rather nervous about his night of video games with Puck.
When Puck arrived at his house at a little after 7, Finn's nerves had gotten worse and he couldn't for the life of him figure out why. Maybe you're just nervous because it's been a while since you two have hung out and you just don't want it to be awkward, Finn thought to himself. Yeah, that must be it, he thought.
He opened the door for Puck after he had rang the doorbell twice. "Hey man, what's up?" Puck asked as he made his way into Finn's house without having to be invited. Just like old times, Finn thought to himself with a smile.
"Where is everyone tonight dude?" Puck asked, noticing the empty house and driveway (aside from Finn's car).
"Mom and Burt went away to visit some of Burt's relatives for the weekend and Kurt went shopping with Blaine somewhere. I think he's spending the night there," Finn explained, leading Puck up the staircase to his room, even though Puck really didn't need to be lead there. He knew where Finn's room was by now.
"Well it's a good thing I brought an old friend with me then," Puck said with an immense smile. As Finn closed the door to his room, he turned towards Puck and noticed he had been holding a bottle of Jack Daniels whiskey.
Finn smiled his goofy, lopsided smile back at Puck. "Oh, I get it, so it's gonna be one of those hangouts then," Finn said, now realizing that Puck's main objective wasn't actually to play Halo with him, it was actually to get drunk with him.
"Course dude, we always drink some Jack Daniels while playing Halo, it's like, the only way to play," Puck said seriously, looking at Finn as if he was stupid for not realizing such sooner.
"Sorry dude, it's been a while, I kinda forgot. That's cool though, I could use a buzz right about now. Quinn's been driving me crazy lately with all this campaigning for prom king and queen," Finn explained as casually as he could, looking at anywhere around his room but at Puck as he mentioned Quinn. He immediately felt stupid for bringing her up, seeing as how she was sort of a rough topic for them.
"It's cool man, let's just get our drink and Halo on," Puck shrugged off Finn's comment with a smile, but Finn couldn't help but notice a glimmer of something in Puck's eyes. Was that...jealousy? Shit, Finn really shouldn't have mentioned Quinn, he should have known it would cause Puck to be a little jealous of him. Well this night is already off to an awkward start...
Regardless of the slightly awkward moment the two shared for a couple seconds, it didn't take long for them to both start taking shots of the whiskey. Before long they were completely hammered and were attempting to play Halo together. Seeing as the couldn't exactly see straight, the game did not go very well, with neither one of them able to stay alive more than a few seconds. They quickly gave up on the game and decided watch a movie instead. They decided on Die Hard and sat beside each other on Finn's bed as they began to watch it.
"Dude, this is like...the best movie ever, I fucking love it!" Finn said, drunkenly yelling and gesturing his hands at the television obnoxiously.
"I know man, it's fucking amazing. Bruce Willis is badass, almost as badass as me," Puck yelled back, swaying closer to Finn on the bed as he struggled to remain sitting up. Wait, why had Finn noticed that? What the fuck?
Finn laughed hysterically at Puck's comment, way more than he probably should have. "You are pretty badass dude, I'll give you that much," Finn said as he smiled his goofy grin while looking over at Puck.
"You're not so bad yourself Hudson," Puck told Finn in a quieter tone, looking back at Finn with a slight smile on his lips. "Look, man, I really am sorry about the whole Quinn thing...and the Rachel thing. I never meant to hurt you like that, bro. Think you can forgive me and be my friend again dumbass?" Puck said in a serious tone that almost made him sound sober. Almost. His words were still slightly slurred, but Finn had understood every word perfectly. He didn't know if it was the alcohol or what, but something weird was going on with Puck. He never acted this nice towards Finn.
Finn wasn't quite sure how to react. So, he just said the first thing that popped into his alcohol clouded mind. "Course I forgive you, I love you man," Finn said. He knew he should've regretted saying the "I love you" part, but his alcohol-clouded mind couldn't find anything wrong with it in that moment. It almost sounded...right.
"I love you too asshole. You're like my brother for fuck sakes," Puck said, moving closer to Finn and nudging his shoulder roughly into Finn's, knocking Finn over so that he was lying on his side on the bed.
"Owww, that hurt you jackass!" Finn said, even though he was smiling widely at Puck, and gave him a playful shove back, sending Puck tumbling right off of Finn's small bed.
Finn the proceded to jump off the bed and right onto Puck where the two began to playfully fight each other on the floor, rolling around and playfully punching each other in the chest. The occasional headlock would ensue before the one in the headlock would work his way out of it and tackle the other. This continued for several minutes until Puck was eventually sitting on top of Finn, who was sprawled out on the floor on his back, his hands pinned over his head by Puck's stronger, more muscled, arms.
"Ah ha! Who's stronger now douchebag! Looks like Puckzilla is stronger than little Finny Hudson after all!" Puck yelled in Finn's face in triumph. Finn couldn't help but notice how close Puck's face was to his own. He knew in the position they were currently in Puck's face sort of had to be close to his (it was like physics or something right?), but even still, he couldn't explain why feeling Puck's whiskey flavoured breath on his face made his heart beat so fast.
"Okay, okay, you won dude. I admit defeat, you are stronger than me," Finn uttered in a defeated tone after ignoring the beating of his heart and finding his voice again.
"Yeah, that's right, I am...," Puck said quietly, but somewhat fiercely as his sentence faded towards the end. He was looking right into Finn's eyes now and Finn couldn't read them in his drunken haze. He knew something was off though. Why wasn't Puck letting him up? Why were they still in this position? But the million dollar question: why was Puck sitting on top of him giving him a boner? This was so fucked up. He only hoped Puck wouldn't feel it or else he would never let Finn let it down. It must just be the alcohol or something, Finn tried to reason, but he didn't quite believe that for some reason.
Before he knew what was happening, Puck's face was inching closer towards his and Finn's heart started to beat even faster than before. His breathing increased and he noticed that Puck's had as well. He also noticed that his dick was fully hard now and was straining painfully against his jeans. There was no way Puck couldn't feel it now. What the fuck was going on?
Then his whole world changed forever. Puck's lips were suddenly against his and were attacking them hungrily. Finn was too startled to do anything at first except sit there dumbly, eyes wide open in shock. He couldn't explain the new sensations that were running through his body, all he knew was that it was unlike anything he had ever felt before. Screw fireworks, this felt like a fucking explosion. The best explosion in the entire world.
And before he knew it he was kissing Puck back with just as much hunger and lust as Puck was kissing him with. Puck tasted like whiskey and cigarettes and the taste was absolutely addictive to Finn. He wanted more, no, he needed to have more of Puck.
He felt Puck's hands loosen their grip on this arms and before Puck could protest, Finn was placing his hands behind Puck's head and neck, pulling him even deeper into the kiss. Puck took this as a sign to press even further, pressing his tongue impatiently up against Finn's closed lips, practically begging for entrance. Finn eagerly granted him access and their tongues worked together in their mouths, fighting for dominance. This was the hottest make out session Finn had ever had and it was with his best friend for fuck sakes!
Without breaking the kiss, Puck shifted his body a little so that his and Finn's groins were aligned perfectly with one another. Before Finn knew what was happening, Puck was grinding his equally hard erection into Finn's, bringing their bodies even closer together.
Mailman, mailman, mailman! Finn chanted to himself as he started to feel himself getting a little too...overheated. He could NOT come now, Puck would never let him live it down!
Then, all of a sudden, everything just stopped and Finn's little problem didn't matter anymore. Puck had abruptly pulled his lips off of Finn's and had jumped up off him, into a standing position. He was now pacing the floor and was running his fingers through his mohawk.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! What the fuck did we just do? This is fucking nuts!" Puck shouted, sounding scared and nervous.
Finn, still a little dazed from the amazing make out session he had just had with his best GUY friend, struggled to form words. "Dude...that was...," Finn muttered in an out of breath tone, placing his one hand on his now red and abused lips.
"I have to get out of here, I can't deal with this shit!" Puck shouted, throwing his hands up in the air and storming out of Finn's room in an angry dash, slamming the door on his way out. It seemed the kiss had sobered him up enough and before Finn even knew what was happening, he heard Puck's truck pull out of his driveway and screech off into the night.
Finn was so stunned and confused about everything. What did this mean? Was he gay? Did he have feelings for Puck now? Everything was just too much. The most prominent thought in Finn's mind though, was why had Puck just left him there alone to deal with all this? That thought sent a single tear trickling down Finn's cheek.
End Flashback
Now it was almost a week later and Puck hadn't even so much as looked at Finn since the incident at his house. Finn had tried to talk to him before glee club the next day, but Puck had just ignored him completely and walked the other way. Finn hadn't understood the feeling at the time, but he knew now it was his heart breaking a little.
He lay on his bed in his room now, reminiscing about the kiss for the millionth time. He still didn't really know what it all meant. He knew now that he was in love with Puck, if the constant thoughts about his best friend and that amazing kiss were any indication. He didn't know if that made him gay or not, however. He still thought he liked chicks and boobs and stuff, but he also couldn't deny his feelings for Puck. Maybe he was bi or something. Yeah, that could be it.
Just as he was starting to get a little hard thinking about the mind-blowing kiss, he heard a sudden knock on his door. Since his mom and Burt went out for dinner and a movie and Kurt was spending yet another night at Blaine's or Mercedes' or something, Finn knew it was up to him to answer the door. He slowly made his way down the stairs and pulled open the front door to see none other than the one boy he wanted to see more than anything: Noah Puckerman. He had to blink a couple of times to make sure he wasn't imagining anything.
"So, you gonna let me in dipshit, or are you just gonna stand there with that dumb ass look on your face?" Puck said in a serious tone, no hint of a smile on his face as he stood in Finn's doorway, looking anywhere but at Finn.
"Umm...yeah, sure dude...come...come on in," Finn said awkwardly, opening the door wider so that Puck could walk through it and into the house.
"Anybody home?" Puck asked, glancing around behind Finn, noticing the dark and empty main floor.
"Nope, just me again...What did you come here for dude? You haven't even looked at me in a fucking week!" Finn questioned Puck, wanting desperately to know just what the fuck this was all about. He may be kind of dumb at times, but he knew something just didn't add up here.
"I know, and I'm sorry for that, okay?" Puck said defensively, looking down at his feet shyly. "That fucking...kiss really freaked me out alright? I didn't know how to handle it and I needed some space or some shit. You don't have to go all fucking girl on me about it Hudson," Puck shot back at Finn, explaining himself in the best way he knew how, rudely.
"You don't think it freaked me the fuck out too Puck? You weren't the only one it happened to, we could've talked about it man, helped each other out or something," Finn retorted angrily, now glaring at Puck. Even though he loved him, it was gonna take a lot more than a week apology for Finn to forgive him.
"We're not chicks fuck rag! We don't sit around and "talk" about our "feelings" and braid each other's hair for fuck sakes," Puck muttered exasperatedly, starting to get annoyed by Finn's emotional outbursts.
"Yeah, okay, cause you're way of dealing with things is so much better," Finn muttered angrily, even though he could kind of understand where Puck was coming from. Maybe he was acting like a bit of a girl. Even still, Puck ignoring him for a whole week had really hurt, he had a right to be upset.
"Whatever, I already apologized, that's not what I came here to talk about anyways," Puck uttered with a sigh, willing to give in if it would make Finn shut up and listen to him for two seconds.
"Well what did you come here for then?" Finn asked confusedly, his common look of utter confusion spreading across his face.
"Look, we both know that kiss was fucking hot, and even though it took me some time to come to terms with everything, I've finally realized something - I am a sex shark and sex sharks don't care about gender, they just want sex. So, if that kiss between us was hot, then you just know the sex has got to be hot too right? And the sex shark does not shy away from hot sex," Puck said quickly, seemingly working up the courage to say all of what he wanted to say.
"What are you saying Puck? I don't really get it...," Finn asked, his confused expression only worsening, making him look even more confused than before.
"It means, I want to fuck you dumbass," Puck spat out loudly, finally building up the courage to say the words out loud. "It wouldn't have to mean anything, just two guys experimenting or whatever. I mean, I've done anal with some cougars before, how different can it be with a guy right?" Puck explained, shrugging his shoulders as if this proposition was nothing.
Finn was shocked. He certainly had not been expecting this. Like, at all. He couldn't deny that he had had this very fantasy several times over the last week however. He had even started fingering himself, picturing Puck's cock plunging into his hole...aaaand now he was hard. There was no way he could say no to this. He knew he should, because Puck wasn't in love with him like Finn was with him, but his lust and desire had gotten the best of him. Before he knew it, he was lunging himself at Puck, placing his hands behind his head and kissing him with all of his built up passion and lust he had harboured for the boy over the past week.
Once Puck's initial shock wore off, he began kissing Finn back with just as much passion, making Finn moan a little against his lips. He wanted this so bad, had wanted it since that night, maybe even before. He needed Puck, needed all of him, right now. As soon as Puck's tongue made its way into his mouth, his heart melted in his chest and his stomach started doing flips. They were making out and Finn couldn't help but notice it was so much better this time around.
Puck wrapped his arms around Finn's back and pulled the quarterback flush against his body. Finn felt his erection slide against Puck's once again, and the shorter boy grinded up against him hard. Puck released the taller boy's lips, allowing Finn to moan even loader, and moved his own down the quarterback's neck, sucking gently on a tender spot between his shoulder blade and collarbone.
Finn continued to moan as Puck continued his assault on his neck, giving it the occasional nip. Finn was definitely gonna have a hickey tomorrow, but he didn't even care. Puck was kissing him again and everything was amazing and right in the world again. This was incredible, unlike anything Finn had ever felt before.
Puck continued to grind his clothed erection into Finn's, moving his hands down Finn's back so he could grip that fine ass tightly through Finn's jeans. Finn moaned even louder now and Puck's dick instantly responded by getting even harder at the sound.
"Should we take this upstairs or what? Don't want your mommy to walk in and see me fucking you right here in the entryway do you?" Puck whispered seductively in Finn's ear, making Finn moan yet again. Without another word, Finn grabbed Puck's arm and dragged him as fast as he could up the stairs to his room, stopping a few times along the way to make out a little more.
Before they knew it, they were in Finn's room, slamming the door behind them, and making out passionately beside Finn's bed. Finn couldn't help but feel as though his tongue belonged inside Puck's mouth and vice versa. They just moulded so perfectly together. Everything with Puck was perfect to Finn. The way his mouth still tasted like cigarettes and alcohol (Finn thought he was quickly becoming addicted to the taste), the way his muscles rippled under his sweater when Finn grasped onto his arms, and the way his dick felt pressed up against his own. Everything was perfection.
And then Finn felt Puck's hands sliding up under his shirt and he knew that was his cue to lift his arms up so Puck could take it off, but he didn't want Puck's lips to leave his. He obliged anyway and lifted up his arms as Puck quickly removed Finn's shirt so that their lips were only separated for a couple of seconds. Those couple of seconds had still felt like a lifetime to Finn and Puck.
Finn then managed to slide Puck's shirts off of him at once, sliding his hands up under them both and quickly removing them over his head so that their lips could return to one another's once again. They began feeling up each other other's chests, Finn grasping Puck's abs and Puck playing with Finn's pecks and nipples, which only turned Finn on even more. Mailman, mailman, mailman! Finn chanted to himself yet again, willing himself not to come too soon.
Before Finn could comprehend what was happening, Puck's lips left Finn's, much to Finn's dismay, and Finn was thrown onto his bed. Puck crawled seductively on top of Finn with that sexy smirk of his and began sucking on Finn's neck once again while simultaneously grinding their cocks together. All Finn could do was just sit back, enjoy, and moan as loudly as possible.
"Fuck, you're fucking hot, you know that Finn? Been thinking about this all fucking week, want you so bad," Puck muttered in a lust-filled voice, now moving on from Finn's neck to begin kissing his nipples individually before continuing the kisses further down his chest.
"Nhhnnggg...ohgodpuckyou'resofuckinghotfuckmeplease!" Finn said rapidly and breathlessly after letting out yet another loud moan.
"Fuck those moans are making me so fucking hard, I need to be in you Finn, right fucking now," Puck muttered against Finn's chest as he began working on Finn's jeans, quickly unzipping them and yanking them impatiently off of Finn to reveal his hard cock straining painfully against his striped blue boxers. There was a wet spot on them from the pre-come leaking out of his dick.
"Please Puck...want you so bad...need you...," Finn muttered breathlessly, barely able to breathe anymore with Puck's face so close to his dick. If he didn't do something soon...
"Fuck I knew this was gonna be fucking awesome," Puck said with a dirty smile as slowly and teasingly began to inch Finn's boxers down his long legs, eventually releasing his painfully hard cock, causing it to spring up and slap his own stomach.
"Fuck you're big Hudson...knew you would be. Do you know how hot you are right now? Lying here exposed for me, waiting for me to fuck that tight little ass of yours? What would Quinn think if she could see you now huh? The star quarterback hungry for my dick up his ass. I bet she'd fucking love it," Puck whispered in an incredibly sexy tone as he finally pulled Finn's boxers all the way off of his legs and threw them on the floor.
Finn moaned louder than he had all night, so incredibly turned on by Puck's words. Who knew he was so into dirty talk? All Finn knew was that all that talk was going straight to his dick and picturing the mailman wasn't gonna cut it for much longer.
"Please Puck... please can you just...need to feel...you," Finn said in between moans, trying desperately to form coherent sentences and failing. He was writhing on the bed now, turned on beyond belief, and needed Puck to touch him, like right now.
"Relax dude, Puckzilla's gonna take good care of you," Puck said with a seductive wink as he removed his jeans and boxers in one quick motion, finally allowing Finn to see all of him. His cock was fully hard, and it was huge. Not as big as Finn's 8 inches, but still a solid 7 inches. Finn could see it was leaking pre-come as well, which just turned Finn on more when he realized just how turned on Puck was by him.
Before Finn knew what was happening, his legs were being lifted up in the air by Puck's soft hands. "Keep them there, just trust me on this," Puck instructed him as he positioned himself directly in front of Finn's quivering hole.
Finn did as he was told, because even though he was kinda dumb when it came to school stuff, he knew what gay sex entailed and he knew what was coming next.
He watched with anticipation as Puck slicked up his three of his fingers with his own spit and moaned at the sight, his dick leaking a little more pre-come. Next thing he knew, he felt one of Puck's fingers sliding slowly and gently into his ass. Since this wasn't his first experience with fingering, he adjusted quickly to the first finger and began pushing his ass into Puck's hand eagerly within no time.
"You done this before Hudson?" Puck asked with a surprised expression on his face. The thought of Finn doing this to himself turned him on even more than he was already.
"Y-yeah...ever since you kissed me I...I've been wanting this so bad," Finn cried out exasperatedly, slightly embarrassed to be admitting this to Puck. "Just...give me more Puck, I can take it," he assured the fellow jock.
"That's so fucking hot," Puck moaned, sliding in a second finger next to the first. He eagerly began scissoring his fingers, stretching Finn out as much as possible, while slowly working them in and out of Finn's tight, virgin ass. Finn moaned louder as he pushed back against the two fingers, quickly adjusting to both and prompting Puck to add a third finger. Puck started to really get into the fingering and began curling his fingers inside of Finn, moving them around to get Finn more adjusted to them, and that's when it happened. Puck hit that magical spot inside of Finn that made his dick almost erupt out of pure pleasure. Puck had hit his prostate and it had felt amazing.
Puck continued to hit that spot inside of Finn with his three fingers, shoving them in as far as possible and then pulling them back out and shoving them back into his prostate all over again. He continued this for a while until Finn started grasping his bed sheet tightly in both hands, begging Puck to fuck him already or else he was gonna come.
Puck couldn't hold back any longer. He sat up into a kneeling position on the bed. He was just about to position his dick at Finn's entrance when he realized he had forgotten a condom. Fuck, I always forget that!
"Dude, you got a condom? I need one fucking now if this is gonna happen," Puck asked somewhat impatiently.
"Bed side table...top drawer...fucking hurry!" Finn moaned impatiently, pointing lazily over at the bed side table. Puck reached over Finn, grabbed a condom from the bedside table, ripped it open, and rolled it onto his dick in record time. He then positioned himself in front of Finn's hole. This was it, he was about to fuck his best friend and he could not be more turned on by the thought.
"It's gonna hurt at first, but don't be a girl, just suck it up. I promise it'll get better okay?" Puck warned as sweetly as he could just before he started to push his dick into Finn's ask, looking the quarterback in the eyes.
"Just fucking do it Puck, I want it so bad!" Finn yelled impatiently, pushing his ass back against Puck's dick.
"You got it dude," Puck said seductively with a wink, finally pushing his dick as slowly as possible into Finn, trying desperately to be gentle.
It hurt like hell to have something so big pressing into him, but Finn knew Puck was right and that it would get better, so he bit his bottom lip hard and grasped onto his sheets with both hands to prevent himself from screaming out loud.
Puck couldn't believe how tight Finn was. He was tighter than any mom Puck had ever fucked, that was for sure. The feeling was unbelievable for him and all he wanted to do was pound Finn into the mattress as hard as he could, but he knew he had to wait for Finn to adjust first.
Once Puck was fully inside of him, Finn's pain began to subside a little. What had started out as excruciating pain was now starting to just become numb after a minute or two had gone by. Finn saw Puck looking at him intently, waiting for a sign that it was okay to continue. Now that the pain had subsided, Finn nodded at Puck and gave him the okay to proceed.
With that, Puck slowly started to move his dick in out of Finn, allowing the taller teen to adjust to the new sensation. At first Finn didn't really feel much of anything, but once Puck started to go a little deeper with his thrusts as Finn got more comfortable, he felt Puck's dick hit that spot inside of him again that caused his recently softened dick to instantly go hard again.
Puck noticed that Finn's dick had started hardening again and couldn't help but smile at the sight in front him. He placed Finn's long legs on his shoulders so he could fuck Finn even deeper, hitting his prostate repeatedly as he fucked the quarterback's tight ass faster and faster.
The feeling of Puck continuously hitting his prostate was sending waves of pleasure coursing through Finn's entire body. Finn had never felt anything like this before and he was sure he wasn't going to last very long. He hadn't even touched his dick and it was already rock hard again and spewing pre-come all over his stomach.
Puck continued to fuck Finn harder as the boy moaned louder and louder with each thrust. Puck wasn't going to last much longer at this rate, Finn's moans were making his dick throb inside him and Finn was just so damn tight. It was so hot and Puck was so caught up in the moment that he didn't even realize what he was doing as he leaned down over Finn, bringing their lips together in a passionate kiss, all the while grasping the taller teen's dick in his hand and stroking it gently.
Finn moaned into Puck's mouth, bringing both boys that much closer to the edge. "Puck...Puck, I'm gonna...I'm gonna..." Finn whimpered in between moans and kisses with Puck, trying his hardest to hold back his orgasm until Puck was ready. 3
"It's okay...I'm gonna come too...gonna come inside you, you cock slut. Didn't even have to touch you, you would've fuck come just from fucking my cock. So hot...ohmyGod! I'm...I'm...," Puck whispered sexily against Finn's lips as he felt his orgasm approaching quickly. "Fucking come with me Finn," Puck moaned against his lips before seizing them with his own and stroking his dick faster than before.
Finn couldn't take it anymore, the pleasure from Puck fucking his prostate and stroking his dick at the same time was too much and he came all over his and Puck's chests more than he had ever come in his entire life.
"Fuuuuuuuck!" Puck yelled as he felt Finn come and Finn's ass clench even tighter around his dick, sending him over the edge as well and causing him to come hard into the condom.
Puck collapsed on top of Finn, his now soft cock now sliding out of Finn's ass. He got up after he took a minute or two to catch his breath, removed the condom, tied it up, and threw it into the trash. On his way back to the bed, he grabbed one of Finn's old shirts off his floor and threw it at him on the bed so that he could clean himself up with it.
Finn did just that as Puck crawled back into the bed with him before passing the shirt to Puck so that he could wipe the come off of himself as well. Puck did so and then collapsed next to Finn on the bed, both still slightly out of breath from the amazing sex they had just had.
"So...," Puck said awkwardly, looking up at Finn's ceiling.
"So... that was... amazing," Finn said breathlessly, a small smile starting to spread across his face.
"It totally was. Like, really awesome. We definitely have to do that again sometime," Puck said with a smile, turning his head to look at Finn who was now smiling that dopey grin of his.
"Yeah, sure thing dude, I'd like that," Finn said, as he continued to smile at Puck and blushed a little.
"I bet you would Hudson. You couldn't get enough of my dick just now," Puck chuckled, his smile widening with the joy of taunting his best friend.
"Shut up man, don't act like you didn't love fucking me," Finn laughed, playfully slapping Puck's arm.
"Whatever, so what if I did? Puckzilla likes sex, that's all there is to it. We're cool right? We can keep doing this and it doesn't have to mean anything right?" Puck asked, suddenly turning serious as he turned his whole body to face Finn.
Finn frowned suddenly. He was hoping having sex with Puck would make the jock fall in love with him, but apparently it had done no such thing. How could he have been so stupid? Of course sex wouldn't make Puck fall in love with him, he hooked up with people all the time and it didn't mean anything to him! Finn couldn't believe what he had just done. He had had sex with the man he loved who was never going to love him back. Finn wanted to cry, but knew he couldn't, not in front of Puck.
So, he put on a smile and turned his body to face Puck's. "Of course dude, it doesn't have to mean anything," Finn muttered, even though it nearly killed him to say the words out loud. He didn't mean them of course, it already meant something to Finn. But he knew that if he confessed his feelings for Puck then Puck would freak out and run off again, only this time he probably wouldn't come back. Finn would never see him again and he couldn't handle that. He would rather have Puck as a friend...with benefits then to not have him in his life at all.
"Awesome man, I think I'm gonna get some sleep now. You don't mind if I crash here right?" Puck asked, smiling at Finn's fake reassurance.
"Of course not. Night man," Finn said, barely holding back the tears any longer. He just needed to be a man and hold them in until he fell asleep. He could cry tomorrow when Puck was gone.
"Night," Puck whispered, rolling onto his back and almost instantly drifting off into a deep sleep. Finn could tell because he could hear Puck start to snore and he knew that meant he was sleeping.
Once the snoring started up and Finn was sure Puck was fast asleep and couldn't hear him, his whispered the words "I love you," gently in his best friend's ear before letting a single tear slip down his cheek.