Characters/Pairing: Blaine Anderson, Sam Evans, Brittany Pierce. Brittany/Sam, Brittany/Blaine, Sam/Blaine, Blaine/Brittany/Sam
Rating: NC-17.
Kinks: Consensual sex, bisexual threesome, pegging, oral, rimming, anal, barebacking, cum play.
AN: Wow, officially my longest chapter yet! Thanks so much for the feedback on the last chapter, and I hope you all enjoy this one. There's much more direct Blam in this one, though Brittany is still there. I'm planning on one more part, but we'll see how this one goes over first, and if there's interest in one more (I'm thinking that one would be pure Blam, though Brittany would be present, just not particularly directly). Anyway, again, this has been my first foray into slash, so hopefully nothing is completely wrong or anything. Please let me know what you think! I'm thinking my next fill will be another GP!Brittana one, but we'll see. Enjoy!
If you asked Brittany what she thought her best quality was, besides her likeness to the Queen of Pop Britney Spears and her ability to make guys come in less than a minute, she'd probably say it's her patience.
Brittany is a very patient person.
So, even though Sam has asked her to fuck him with her strap on more in the last two weeks than he ever had (actually, he never had, it was always her suggestion), she doesn't push. Even though things haven't been much different between the three of them since their threesome, Brittany still knows that something changed with Sam that night, and he's trying to figure it out, so she lets him. She just smiles at him and nods, and bends him over her bed to fuck his ass just like he wants it.
"Oh, fuck, yeah, right there, B," Sam moans, tightening the hold he has on his thighs, pulling on them to keep his legs in the air while Brittany is pounding him.
Brittany watches her boyfriend's face contort in pleasure, the way his eyes squeeze shut every time she shoves the strap on particularly deep in his ass. She's so tempted to just blurt it out now, knowing he'll be too distracted to deny it, but she bites her tongue, and just continues to fuck him. She's thrusting into him hard, her hips slapping against his ass each time, while her right hand is stroking his hard cock at the same pace.
Sam grabs a fistful of Brittany's bed spread and tugs, desperately needing a firm grip on something as he gets closer to exploding. He can hardly stand the pleasure rolling through him as Brittany pounds his ass and strokes his cock, and he hopes this time will be the one that lives up to his expectations. "God, B, I'm close. I'm so fucking close. Harder, fuck my ass harder, please."
"Come on, baby, come for me," Brittany grunts out, speeding up her pumps and trying not to roll her eyes at Sam. The only time he ever calls her 'B' is when she's got a bright purple dick buried in him, and she can only assume it's because he's imagining it's Blaine pounding into him. She should probably be offended that her boyfriend might be picturing someone else while they're having sex, but along with being patient, Brittany is also very understanding, so she doesn't mind.
"Oh yeah, it's coming, I'm gonna-" The blonde boy doesn't have the chance to finish before he loses the ability to speak, his body shaking as he comes, Brittany's hand aiming his ropes of cum to land on his abs. He tries to just focus on the tingles that are running through his body, but he can't ignore the frustration he feels. There's something missing, and he keeps asking Brittany to fuck him in the hopes that it'll suddenly appear, but it's useless. She's never going to be able to give him what he wants.
Brittany slows her strokes as Sam finishes emptying himself, before she releases his cock and moves her hands to his legs, running her fingers up and down his thighs soothingly to help him come down and relax enough for her to pull out. She can tell by the way he's still gripping the sheets that he's thinking about something, and she really hopes tonight will finally be the night he brings it up. It would actually be perfect, because her sister has a soccer tournament on the weekend, so she's going to have the house to herself for two days.
"Relax, babe," she reminds him, slowly trying to pull out of him so she can take care of her own ache. Usually she's able to get off on the friction from the strap on, but it wasn't happening tonight.
Sam takes a breath and forces himself to unwind, relaxing his ass enough for the girl to pull out, and then feels even emptier. He drops his legs and lets them hang over the edge of the bed, and waits for his girlfriend.
Brittany loosens the belt around her waist and steps out of the harness, tossing it onto her desk before crawling onto the bed. Sam holds up his arm, obviously expecting her to cuddling into his side, but instead she stops at his stomach, pausing to lick and kiss up the cum he spilled on his abs.
"Of course," he chuckles, feeling her tongue roaming all his six pack, making sure she gets every drop of cum off of him. "You don't waste a drop."
Brittany giggles and slurps up the last string she sees. "Never." She smacks her lips in satisfaction and makes her up to lay beside Sam. Instead of curling into his side, she takes his hand and guides in between her legs so he can get her off.
Sam just rolls onto his side, and props his head on his hand, letting her guide his fingers into her wet folds. "Can I ask you something?"
"Sure," Brittany breathes, Sam's fingers doing a great job of relieving some of the pressure.
"You've, uh, you've been fucked with your strap on before, right?" Brittany nods, humming at the way Sam is casually fingering her while they talk. "How different is it than being fucked with a cock? I mean, I know it's supposed to be a substitute for one, but how close is it?"
A small smile slowly appears on Brittany's face at the question. It's about fucking time. "It's pretty good, but it's definitely not the same, mostly cause it's missing the fun, messy happy ending."
"Yeah," Sam agrees wistfully, slipping two fingers into Brittany's hole and pumping as his mind drifts to last weekend, and the way Blaine's cum felt as it filled his asshole. He clenches at the memory. It's all he's been able to think about for two weeks, and no matter how good it feels to have Brittany fuck him, it doesn't give him what he's craving. "Yeah, that's what I thought."
Brittany waits to ask, feeling her orgasm building. She starts rolling her hips against Sam's hand, and when he brings his thumb up to press against her clit, she falls apart, coming with a loud, drawn out moan. She collapses against the bed and turns into Sam's side, cuddling into his naked body as she comes down. She takes a moment before asking, "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why were you wondering about the difference?"
Sam is silent for a moment, debating whether to share his thoughts with her. He knows that if he ever wants to get over this, one way or another, he's going to need to tell her what he's thinking and hope she can help. "It's just… I've been thinking about the other weekend a lot."
"The night with Blaine?" Brittany asks to clarify, even though she obviously knows where this is going.
"Yeah," he confirms, running his big hand up and down her back. "Especially the end."
"When he came in you?" the girl asks bluntly, figuring she'd help him by cutting to the chase. This was clearly awkward for him and she didn't want him to back out after finally opening up. Sensing his hesitancy, she's quick to reassure him. "That's okay, you know? If it felt good, or if you maybe want to do it again?"
Sam sighs, caught. "It did feel really good," he admits, a shiver running through him as he thought about it. "Like amazingly good."
"I know," Brittany agrees with a smile, pushing away from his body to look at his face. "You know how much I love it when you come in me, that's why I wanted you to do it with Blaine, so you'd know."
"Well, now I can't stop thinking about." He doesn't know why he's embarrassed to tell her this, since Brittany is pretty much the least judgmental person he's ever known. "That's why I've been asking you to use the strap on so much, but it's not the same."
Brittany nods, and rubs a hand over his tummy, trying to figure out the best way to ask him so that he won't get defensive. "Are you just thinking about what he did to you last time? Or are you maybe thinking about what it'd be like to go a bit further?"
"All the way," he clarifies, just wanting to come clean. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about what it would feel like to get fucked by Blaine. Everytime you're fucking me with that strap on, and I come, I'm imagining it's Blaine's cock in my asshole, okay?"
"Yeah, it is okay," Brittany tells simply, proud of him for opening up to her, even though it was clearly hard for it. "It's okay to be attracted to Blaine, or want him to fuck you. Maybe you're a bicorn like me! Or maybe Blaine is just special because you love him. Either way, there's nothing wrong with it."
Sam shakes his head and looks at her in confusion. "How can you be okay with the fact that your boyfriend wants to get butt fucked by his best bro?"
"It's totally hot," Brittany answers with a shrug. It's really that simple for her. "And you and Blaine are totally cute together, I bet you'd have really great sex. We should invite him over this weekend since we have the house to ourselves, remember?"
"Are you serious?" Sam asks, feeling his dick twitch and his asshole ache at the suggestion. He doesn't know why he's surprised, since the original threesome was Brittany's idea in the first place.
Brittany nods, trailing her hand down Sam's body to playfully fondle on his soft cock like she loves doing whenever she's bored. "We'll talk to him at school tomorrow, invite him over. He'll totally say yes."
Blaine does say yes, though he's not totally sure what he's agreed to. The blonde couple had informed him they had Brittany's house to themselves all weekend, and asked if he wanted to come over and 'hang out'. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what they were really implying, and he agreed without a second thought.
Much like Sam, Blaine hasn't been able to stop thinking about that night as well. He hasn't been able to shake how amazing it felt to be inside Sam, even if it was just a little bit. He can't even imagine how good it would feel to bury his entire cock into the boy, but he had come to accept the fact that it was never going to happen, that it was a one time experience possibly too good to repeat. So when they made him hang back a bit at the end of Glee, and asked him if he was up for it, he jumped at the chance. Even if it was just a repeat of last time, he'd take anything Sam would give him.
He arrives at Brittany's house the next day, this time a lot less nervous than before. Actually, this time he's just excited. Brittany greets him with a smile, and instead of pulling him upstairs, leads him to the living room, where Sam is sitting on the couch, nervously running a hand through his blonde hair.
"Hey, Sam," Blaine greets, mussing up his friend's hair in teasing as he walks by and sits down beside him, leaving just enough room for Brittany to fit in between them. "Thanks for having me over again. Last time was… Was it really fun."
It's the first time any of them have openly referred to that night since it happened, and while Sam sucks in a breath, Brittany smiles at her friend. "Right? I'm so excited we're doing it again, I'm so glad Sam brought it up."
"Sam suggested it?" Blaine asks is surprise, overly pleased to hear this. His eyes drift towards the boy, who seems to be pointedly avoiding his gaze.
"He really wants you to fuck him," Brittany informs Blaine bluntly, knowing she's embarrassing Sam, but thinking there isn't room to be embarrassed right now. He's about to have the guy's cock in his ass, what's the point of being embarrassed about asking him to do it? Boys are weird.
Just as she suspected, Sam yelps out a horrified, "Brittany!"
"What?" she asks, looking at her boyfriend innocently. "You do. You've been imagining I'm Blaine when I'm fucking you with my strap on for two weeks."
"Really?" Blaine can't believe his luck. He was mostly here on the off chance that he'd get to unload in Sam, maybe suck his cock again, but he was not expecting this. This was something that only happened in his dreams. "Sam, really?"
The blonde boy is beet red, but reluctantly nods his head, confirming Brittany's words. "I just- Since that night, I haven't been able to stop thinking about it, imagining what it would feel like. I mean, you don't have to do it if you don't want to or anything, but-"
"Are you kidding?" Blaine exclaims, a smile breaking out of his face. "Of course I want to! You know I want to! There's nothing I want more."
Sam relaxes a bit and returns the boy's smile, thinking about how he has the greatest best friend in the world. Brittany sits between them with a smile of her own, and places a hand on both of their knees. "This is so sweet, I'm so glad we're all on the same page." Giving them a squeeze, she pushes herself off the couch, and drops to the floor, turning around to face the boys on her knees. "Now, what do you say we get started then?"
"Get to it, babe," Sam encourages, most of his nerves gone now. Well, he was still nervous about actually taking it, but he wasn't feeling awkward now that it's out there and Blaine was okay with it.
Brittany winks at her boyfriend before she reaches up to his zipper, easily pulling it down. Once she's tugged his jeans down a bit, she lets him finish, moving over to repeat the action with Blaine, before taking her own clothes off. Soon, all three teens are naked, and Brittany is between Blaine's legs, taking his soft cock into her mouth to get him started. She holds the base between her fingers, giving it small pumps as she swallows around him, feeling him start to grow on her tongue. She works him until he's about semi hard, before she shuffles herself between Sam's thighs and sucks his cock into her mouth, her left hand still stroking Blaine.
She looks up at her boyfriend as she tongues him, and smiles around his shaft when she notices his eyes are focused on Blaine's cock as she works it. Without slowing her mouth down, Brittany removes her hand from Blaine's cock and takes Sam's hand from where it's resting on his thigh and guides it over to take her place. Both boys freeze at their new position, too afraid to move. Brittany rolls her eyes and pulls back from Sam's dick to instruct him.
"Move you hand, Sammy," she tells him like it's obvious. "Just like you do to yourself."
Sam eyes his best friend's dick, and his own hand around it, and he doesn't let himself think about it too much, just starts to move his palm up and down Blaine's shaft, smiling when he hears a moan. "Oh yeah, just, just like that."
"That good?" Sam asks, mostly just wanting to hear Blaine praise him.
Blaine bites his lip and nods, gripping the material of the couch. "So good, your hand, you feel so good, keep going. More."
Sam does as he's told, leaning back against the couch and giving Blaine a hand job while Brittany is giving him a blow job. He smiles to himself, thinking about how perfect this feels. His eyes fall down to look at the blonde between his legs, bringing his left hand up to push the hair out of her face, so he can see her swallowing his cock. Her tongue licks all over his shaft, working him up in the amazing way she always does, pulling back slightly to focus on his head, running her tongue along his slit to get his precum, and then swirling it around the tip, before taking all of him inside her once again.
He presses his head back against the couch as she works, lulling his head to the side to watch his own hand working up and down Blaine's now rock hard cock, making the boy buck his hips into his hand. Driven purely by desire, and without thinking, Sam shifts his body towards the brunette boy, and starts lowering his head to his lap, hesitantly taking the tip of Blaine's cock between his soft lips.
"Oh shit!" Blaine exclaims in surprise, not excepting to feel a mouth around his cock. He opens his eyes, expecting to find Brittany's blonde head between his legs, only to find that it's Sam's beautiful mouth sucking his dick, like he's in a dream. "Oh, God. Oh, Sam, fuck, that feels so fucking good."
Brittany watches in awe as her boyfriend starts sucking Blaine, not expecting that. She feels a surge of pride for Sam, happy to see him going after what he wants without worrying about it too much. "So hot," she can't help but mumble out around Sam's cock, the sight making her pool between her legs. She slips a finger into her folds as she watches the boys, hoping to relieve herself of some tension.
Sam can't believe how good Blaine tastes. He doesn't know what he was expecting, but Blaine's cock feels so good against his tongue, and he can't believe he hadn't done this sooner. So overwhelmed by all of it, and having no idea what to actually do, Sam focuses on what Brittany's doing to him, and tries to copy her movements, knowing whatever it is feels amazing for him.
"Fuck, fuck yes, just like that," Blaine moans, feeling Sam's tongue swirling around his tip before his soft lips start descending down his shaft. He always knew those big beautiful lips around feel amazing around his cock. They were made for blow jobs. He brings a hand up to Sam's head and runs his fingers through the blonde hair he loves so much. "You feel so good, Sam. Your mouth feels so good working my cock."
Sam moans around him, not sure if it's from Blaine's praises or Brittany's mouth, but he knows he's about to burst from the sensory overload. All it takes is the feeling of hitting the back of Brittany's throat, and he's exploding, spilling his warm cum into her waiting mouth, filling her up to the brim. He can feel her trying to swallow it all with him still inside her, and he's wonder what it's like. Brittany loves to swallow his load, and as he's working Blaine up to his own release, he can't help but wonder what it tastes like. Sure, he's licked Brittany's pussy clean after he's cum in her before, but that was his own cum. He assumes Blaine's would taste different.
Brittany feels the last drop of cum slide down her throat, and she releases Sam's softening member, leaning back on her butt so she has a better view of Blaine's cock pumping in and out of Sam's mouth while she fingers herself. "How does it feel, Blaine? Is my Sammy good?"
"Mmm, so good," Blaine promises her, a lazily smile growing on his face when he feels Sam taking him to the hilt. Fuck, he really does have a giant mouth. Seriously fucking perfect for sucking cock. "You taught him well."
"He's just a natural," Brittany beams proudly, slipping two fingers inside roughly.
Blaine nods his head in agreement, feeling himself getting closer to the edge with each lick to his shaft. "I'm not gonna last much longer," he warns, not sure what the boy is planning on doing.
"Are you gonna swallow his load?" Brittany asks, wondering that herself. It would be so fucking hot, but she's not sure if Sam is ready for that yet. She notices the way Sam tenses, and she can tell he's not sure either, so she jumps in with a solution that will hopefully make everyone happy. "How about Blaine does like last time, but comes in me instead, and then you can clean me off?"
That sounds so fucking hot to Sam and he nods his head, bobbing up and down on Blaine's dick. It doesn't sound quite as good to Blaine, but really, just the thought of Sam swallowing his load, no matter where it's coming from, is too much, and he widens his eyes at Brittany, hoping she gets the message. The blonde does, and she frantically scrambles up onto the couch on the other side of Blaine, leaning back so her ass is at the edge, and spreads her legs wide for him.
"I'm gonna come," he spits out, gently pushing Sam's head away from him so he can jump off the couch and kneel in front of Brittany. He doesn't have time to think about what he's doing, and just shoves his cock in, burying it inside Brittany's pussy just as he starts to unload.
"Oh god," Brittany whines as her pussy is filled with cum, the taste of Sam's load still fresh in her mouth. She rubs her clit as Blaine empties himself inside of her, and she can feel herself getting closer.
Once he's shot out his last spurt, Blaine pulls out, noticing his cum starting to slowly leak. He stumbles back a bit, giving Sam room to replace him between Brittany's legs, and watches as the boy greedily laps at her pussy, licking through her folds before attaching his big lips to her hole and sucking.
Sam's eyes flutter shut as he sucks Blaine's cum out of Brittany's entrance, feeling the warm delicious goo coating his tongue and slip down his throat. He can taste Brittany in the mixture too, and it's so fucking good, he can't get enough. He shoves his tongue inside her hole, hoping to dig as much cum out as he can, and he gets more than he bargained for when Brittany clenches and convulses around his tongue.
"Sam, oh God!" she cries out as she tenses, holding her ridged position for a moment before she bursts, gushing more liquid into Sam's mouth. The boy just continues to lap at her, obviously enjoying himself, and she can't help but giggle at how eager he is. She and Blaine must make a yummy combination. Sam licks and licks, sliding through her soaked folds before dipping back inside her, making sure he cleans up every last drop of Blaine's cum. Once he's satisfied she's clean, he pulls his face away from her pussy and smiles up at her, his face coated in juices. She giggles at him and leans down, bringing their lips together for a kiss. She immediately slips her tongue inside his mouth, hoping to get a taste of what he just cleaned up. She was right, they tasted delicious.
Blaine watches them kiss, swapping tastes, and boldly joins them. He runs a hand along Sam's back to get his attention, and doesn't hesitate to kiss the boy of his dreams when he turns to him. His lips feels just as amazing as he always imagined, and when Sam pushes his tongue into his mouth, and Blaine can taste himself on him, well, he pretty much melts.
Brittany sighs as she watches the boys kiss softly, so happy for them. She takes the moment to catch her breath and get her senses back, preparing for the next part of their evening. She can feel the excitement bubbling up in her tummy, and she seriously can't wait. She might even be more excited than they are. She lets them continue to kiss for a moment, before she pushes herself against Sam's front, hoping to gain their attention.
Feeling Brittany flush against him, Sam reluctantly pulls away from Blaine's mouth to look at his girlfriend. "Yeah, babe?"
"You ready to get started?"
Sam gulps, nervous but excited. "Y-Yeah, yeah, I'm ready."
Brittany smiles softly at him and gives him a gentle kiss of reassurance before she slides off the couch and back to the floor. "Stand up, baby," she tells Sam, holding his hips and letting her hands trail down his legs when he gets to his feet. Sam stands and looks down at Blaine kneeling on one side, and Brittany on the other, and he feels a rush of giddiness at what's to come. "Do you wanna get him ready, Blaine?"
The brunette boy looks at Brittany with wide eyes before looking back up to Sam, as if asking if he was okay with that. Sam smiles and nods at him. "Yeah, I'd actually really like that."
"Cool." Brittany gently tugs on Sam's legs, getting him to turn around so that he's facing her, his ass in Blaine's direction.
Blaine hesitantly raises his hands, holding onto the boy's cheeks and pulling them apart to take a peek. It looks just as he remembers, the thing he's been dreaming about for weeks, and he can't stop himself from taking a lick, running the tip of his tongue over Sam's asshole.
"Oh fuck," Sam moans at the feeling, his knees almost buckling under him with just one touch of Blaine's tongue. He hunches over slightly to give Blaine better access, and feels a harder lick followed by another and another. "God, that feels so good." Just when he thinks he can't possibly feel any better, he feels Brittany take his cock back into her mouth, sucking his shaft harder. "Jesus, Britt, I can't-" Sam can't form any coherent words, his brain trying to process the sensations tingling through him as Blaine laps at his ass and Brittany sucks on his cock. He rocks his hips back and forth, pressing back into Blaine's tongue before pushing forward into Brittany's mouth, repeating the motion over and over because it just feels so fucking good.
Brittany feels Sam's cock hardening in her mouth, and lets him go after a moment more, pushing his legs apart so she can lay down on the floor between, and get to Blaine's cock instead. She lays on her stomach, and starts to stroke Blaine's cock, building him up again so he'll be ready when Sam is. She pumps and pumps until he starts getting hard, and then shoves his dick in her mouth, taking almost all of it in one go.
Blaine moans against Sam's hole, Brittany's mouth working him like a pro. She clearly knows what she's doing, and it feels so good, but it doesn't compare to the way Sam's mouth felt before. That was magic. Still, he lets himself enjoy the blow job Brittany is giving him, while he focuses on Sam's hole, his tongue soften the ring of muscles he's preparing.
He pulls away and sucks a finger into his mouth, before running the tip around Sam's hole in tight circles, as if asking for permission. Sensing the question, Sam nods, pushing his ass closer to the boy. "Do it."
Not wasting any time, Blaine careful starts pushing inside, his finger meeting some resistance. Sam clenches around the intrusion at first, before he relaxes, letting Blaine push in a bit further. He gets half way in before he pulls out almost all the way, then pushes back in even further, repeating the process until he can fit a second finger inside, then even a third. Sam just bucks against him, pushing his fingers inside him further with each jerk, and Blaine can't help but be impressed. His best friend is taking this like a pro, and he can't wait to get inside him for real.
Brittany can hear her boyfriend moaning and groaning above her and she shakes her head in amusement, glad he's enjoying himself. Sam always has loved the prepping, both giving and receiving. He was so obviously an ass man.
"Oh god, oh yeah," Sam shouts, having to bend over and rest his hands on his knees to keep himself up right. The new angle just makes Blaine's fingers hit him even deeper, and he doesn't know how he's still standing at all. "I, you have to stop, I, I-I can't, I'm ready, stop or I'm gonna..."
Blaine stills his fingers inside Sam at his words, and takes a moment to really take in the situation. He's kneeling behind a bent over Sam, three fingers deep in his asshole, while Brittany lay underneath Sam, sucking his cock to full length. He can't help but hope this is the first of many, many nights spent just like this. He slowly starts to remove his fingers, smiling at the stretched hole they created.
Brittany releases Blaine's cock and slides out from under Sam to assess the situation. Sam is still hunched over and has the cutest flushed face she's ever seen, and she smiles at him. "You ready for this, baby?" He nods. "How do you want it? Like before, on your back? Or bent over like this?"
"This," Sam huffs out, liking the way he's basically presenting himself to Blaine in this position.
Brittany nods and moves over to sit on the edge of the couch, guiding Sam to turn in her direction. Once she's seated, she gently cups his cheeks with her hands and kisses him on the lips. "I'm so proud of you for this, Sam. For asking for what you want, even if it was scary. You're going to feel so amazing in a minute, and it's all gonna be worth it, and I'm gonna be right here with you, okay? Me and Blaine, we're here for you."
Sam smiles and gives her another kiss, before dropping his forehead against her shoulder and pushing his lower body out to Blaine, letting him know he's ready.
Brittany curls her arm around Sam's head, soothingly running her fingers through his hair to calm him, while running her other hand up and down his back. She locks eyes with Blaine, who has gotten to his feet. "Get a little bit of lube first," she reminds him, pointing in the direction of the table beside the couch.
Blaine quickly grabs the bottle, putting some in his palm and spreading it over his hard cock, before putting a bit more on his fingers and making his way back over to the blonde boy, spreading it over his already stretched hole. Once he's satisfied they're both lubed up enough, he can't help but check one last time. "You sure you're ready? This is what you want?"
"More than I've ever wanted anything," Sam admits, his words clear even though his face is hidden. Brittany beams at his words and gives a nod of encouragement to Blaine, letting him know she's got their guy.
Memorizing the way Sam is bent over in front of him, Blaine guides his cock towards Sam's ass, lining up with the hole. He takes a deep breath and pushes forward, pressing the tip of his dick against the tight ring of muscles, slipping inside fairly easily at first. He feels Sam tense a bit around him and he waits for him to relax again before he starts pushing further, slowly but surely burying himself inside Sam's tight hole. It's taking all of his will power not to start plowing into him, because it feels so much better than he could have ever imagined.
Sam squeezes his eyes shut, fighting against the pain because he knows it'll be worth it in a minute. It always hurts when Brittany first enters him with the plastic dick, but Brittany was right, this is different. Blaine's cock is thicker, so it's harder to take, but he just knows it'll feel that much better when he starts pounding into him. He bites his puffy lip to hold back a moan as he feels Blaine pulling out of him, but then lets out a whimper when he enters again, pushing in deeper this time. That time it hurt a little less, and when Blaine repeats his motions, and gets his entire length inside of him, all Sam can feel is pleasure. It rolls over him in waves and it's absolutely indescribable.
Feeling Sam's body shake against her, Brittany tightens her hold, watching as Blaine's thrusts start to slowly pick up pace, until she can hear his thighs slapping against Sam's ass with each go. She can hear the little whimpers Sam is letting out as he's pounded, and she lets her hand slip from his back to under him, wrapping her fingers around his cock and stroking up and down as she holds him.
"You're so tight," Blaine grunts, jerking his hips into the boy's ass, trying to gain a steady rhythm. He grips Sam's hips, pulling him back to meet each one of his thrusts, doubling the impact. Judging by the moan he hears falling from the blonde's lips, he's enjoying it.
"No, let me do you," Sam pants out to his girlfriend, pushing her hands away from his cock. He feels like the girl has been so focused on pleasing him and even Blaine, that she's barely gotten any pleasure herself. He backs up into Blaine, getting the boy to back up a few steps to give him room, and pushes Brittany back against the couch, pulling at her legs to get her on her back, before he dives right in, burying his face in her soaking pussy while Blaine fucks him from behind.
Brittany holds onto her thighs, keeping her legs in the air as Sam laps at her folds, his slick tongue sliding through them with ease. His licks his path from her hole up to her clit, stopping to suck the bud between his lips and flick it teasingly with the tip of his tongue, knowing it drives her wild. Placing one hand on the couch for balance, he uses his other hand to fill Brittany up, pumping two fingers in and out of her at the same pace Blaine is thrusting into him.
"So good," Brittany moans out, groping at her own chest as she writhes on the couch. "So good, does it feel good for you, Sammy? Is Blaine fucking your asshole just right?"
"It's amazing, Britt," the boy tells her, detaching his lips from her clit to speak. He looks up at her with bright blue eyes and she doesn't think she's ever seen him look happier. "It feels so good, it's just what I was missing."
Brittany smiles, and runs a finger down his cheek. "I'm glad." They share a grin before Sam goes back to work eating her out, and Brittany lets her gaze drift to the boy behind Sam, who's working up a sweat from all his pounding. "How about you, Blaine Warbler? Sam's got a great ass, huh?"
"Best ever," he confirms, punctuating his words with sharp thrusts into Sam. His cock feels so amazing each time he buries it into the boy, but he's not sure how much longer he can keep it up, he's getting really tired.
Sensing Blaine's exhausting, and knowing how tiring it can be to pound Sam's ass in the same position for too long, Brittany nudges the blonde head between her legs to get his attention. "Let's give Blaine a rest, huh? Try a new position?"
Sam glances back at the boy behind him, immediately noticing the sweat on his forehead. "Yeah, okay, sure. What should we do?"
"Ride him," Brittany suggests, nodding her head towards the love seat across from them. "Don't be a lazy bottom, Sam."
Sam laughs at her words and nods, pushing himself into a standing position, and carefully stepping away from Blaine, letting his cock slip out of him. He feels pathetically empty immediately and quickly pushes the boy down onto the other sofa, desperately needing to be filled.
Blaine lets himself fall back against the fresh cushions, and spreads his legs, letting his hard cock stand up right and waiting for Sam. The blonde wastes no time, and turns around so that he's face Brittany, and starts lowering himself onto Blaine's cock, feeling it slip into his hole a hell of a lot easier this time. His breath catches in his throat when he's fully impaled on Blaine's cock, and he locks eyes with Brittany across the room as he lifts himself almost all the way off before dropping back down heavily, burying it deep inside.
Brittany watches with wide, lustful eyes, as Sam rocks back into Blaine repeated, Sam's hard cock bouncing up and down wildly as he rides the boy. She feels herself getting wetter and wetter at the sight, not being able to stop herself from slipping a finger into her hole, taking over Sam's abandoned pumping.
Blaine leans back against the couch, letting Sam fuck himself against his cock while he catches his breath. He watches the way Sam's perfect ass cheeks squish against his lap each time he comes down, and he can't stop himself from running his hands all over the boy's body as he rides him. His fingers reach around to his stomach, running up and down his chiselled abs, then up to his pecs, pinching both his nipples between his fingers.
Sam bucks back into him harder at the touch, feeling something building inside of him and getting desperate for release. His hips start moving at a frantic pace, and when his eyes land on Brittany fingering herself as she watches from across the room, he waves her over.
"Baby, come here," he pants out, hoping she hears him over the slapping of skin. She does, and she pouts as she stops her pumping, pulling herself off the couch and making her way over to the pair on shaky legs. She drops down to her knees in front of her boyfriend, taking his bouncing cock into her mouth, assuming that's what he wanted. "No, no, baby, you've done enough."
"Huh?"
Sam pushes into Blaine and pauses his backwards thrusts, leaning against the boy's front so that his cock is angled up. He tugs on Brittany's arms to get her to her feet again and pulls her closer. "Get on."
"What?"
"Get on my cock, baby," he repeats, pumping his member a few times before taking a firm hold of the base. "You deserves to get fucked too, and I don't leave my girl hanging. So get on, and I can be the middle of a hottie sandwich this time."
Brittany shakes her head in amusement at her thoughtful boyfriend, before she moves forward, trying to figure out how this is going to work. She places her hands on Sam's shoulders and he hugs her around her waist before falling back, pulling her feet off the ground so she can swing them up and around. She wraps her arms around his shoulders and presses their chests together to hold on, letting him close his legs so she can rest on his lap, her legs stretched out on the couch beside Blaine's. She's pressed tightly against Sam, facing Blaine with friendly smile. "Hey, Blaine."
He laughs at her friendly greeting. "Hey, Britt."
Sam nudges the girl's hips up a bit, so he can guide his cock inside of her, and once she lowers herself and buries his length in her pussy, she feels more comfortable. "You good?"
"Perfect," she tells Sam, proving her words by bouncing up and down in his lap, pushing him back into Blaine's cock. All three teens moan at the action, fully appreciating the new position. "Now let's get us filled up, huh?"
Without waiting for a response, Brittany starts up again, rocking her hips into Sam's cock, knowing the boy isn't going to be able to do much of the work right now. She pulls away from Sam's chest and leans away from him, holding onto his shoulders as she grinds into his lap, creating the friction both of them are craving.
Gaining a second wind, and feeling Brittany's movements pushing Sam harder onto his shaft, Blaine starts to pump his hips up as well, fucking Sam's ass as Brittany fucks his cock.
"Oh, Jesus motherfucking Christ," Sam moans out, feeling completely overwhelmed by the two people fucking him so good and hard. He's felt a sensory overload a few times tonight, but this, this is too much. Blaine is fucking his ass roughly, pushing his body forward with each thrust, meeting perfectly with each one of Brittany's slams, and he knows there's no way any of them is going to last very long at all.
"I'm gonna come, Sam," Brittany moans out, her words almost impossible to understand over her frantic movements.
Then he hears Blaine grunting behind him. "Me, too."
Sam doesn't know how to process what's happening, before he feels Brittany starting to shake in his arms, her walls tightening around his cock and pulling him deeper into her pussy. "Oh, fuck, god, so good!" She falls back into his chest as she convulses, gripping onto him as if her life depended on it.
He doesn't even get a chance to ask if she's okay before he feels Blaine's cock starting to swell in his hole and he braces himself for the explosion, his moans of pleasure mixing with Blaine's as he feels warm cum shooting into his asshole, filling him up the way he's been fantasizing about for weeks. It feels even more amazing than he remembers, and it's exactly what he's been desperately needing. "Oh, Sam," Blaine sighs as he comes, his hot breath ticking Sam's neck.
The liquid feels so amazing inside of him that Sam comes himself, spilling his load into Brittany's still quavering pussy. "Oh god, Blaine, Blaine, fuck, give me your cum." His hips buck as he spurts, the movements earning friction from both Blaine and Brittany, and it just makes him come harder, shooting copious amounts of cum into Brittany.
The girl whimpers as she's filled up, just barely able to keep her eyes open to look at Blaine with a lazy smile on her face. "He's so good, isn't he?"
Blaine nods with a sigh, pulling the boy back against his front so the blonde couple falls against him. He runs a hand up and down Brittany's back, wanting to feel connected to the girl as well. "Our boy's perfect."
Sam smiles and presses a kiss to the side of Brittany's face, before leaning his head back against Blaine's shoulder, turning his head so he can capturing the boy's lips in a sweet kiss. "You're kinda perfect yourself. Both of you. All of us, together."
Completely sated and satisfied, the three teens just rest cuddled together, Sam between his two favorite people, all still buried inside one another, savoring this moment of connection that they hope will last.
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