*I've been dreading writing this chapter more than any others, and would greatly appreciate some feedback. I'm sure this will not be the only segment of this type in my story, and need to know how to improve it. Thanks: Donitello
Sweet Revenge
Blaine leaned against the frame of his six panel wooden door admiring the spectacle of what his eyes were seeing. It was at this time he had to make a decision. Was he going to fully give himself to Sam, or was he going to continue teasing and playfully flirting with him until he knew where his emotions laid.
"No, we're not doing this here," Blaine said defiantly.
"But…I thought we were doing well," Sam said as a confused look spread across his face.
"We are doing well. I never said we weren't doing it, I just said we're not doing it here. Sam I made a huge mistake with Kurt. Not the whole cheating on him thing…that was a full fuck up. See I know and use all kinds of words. But, I made the mistake of always trying to make everything romantic. I was scared to enjoy my relationship. It became intense and powerful, but I was always afraid to step outside of my comfort zone. If it's alright with you…I want to explore different aspects of being with someone and sex," Blaine stated.
"Okay…I'm confused again," Sam said as he furrowed his brow and gave a slight smile.
"I'll make it very clear in just a few minutes. Get dressed, go downstairs and grab two Red Bulls from the fridge. I've got to get some things and I'll meet you in Den," Blaine instructed.
Sam jumped up now that he had his marching orders. He put his boxers back on, and found the pajama bottoms that he threw into a chair and headed downstairs. Blaine opened a drawer in his nightstand and pulled out a small cloth bag, pulled some pillows from his bed, and heading downstairs.
Blaine came down stairs and saw Sam sitting on the Sofa in front of the television flipping through channels on the plasma big screen drinking his Red Bull. Blaine placed the two pillows at the top of the pool table, placing the cloth bag under one of them, and shoved all the balls inside various pockets. He walked over as if it were just another day that the boys were hanging out. He grabbed the silver and blue can that Sam and placed on a coaster for him. His heart was already racing. He was outside of his element. He didn't know how to be seductive, and he didn't know how to be sexy. His sexual experiences had been limited to mainly Kurt, and all they ever did was just have normal sex on a normal bed in one of their normal rooms when they could steal some privacy for themselves. And now, here he is looking at this blonde haired blue eyed beautiful man. Everything Sam did turned Blaine on, the way he walked, the way he talked, his impressions, and even when he mispronounces words from a restaurant menu. He didn't believe he could compete with that, but remembered the promise he made to himself. He was strong, he was capable, he was Blaine Anderson and that was more than enough for anyone. He drank the entire contents of the aluminum can in three gulps. He didn't know if he could compete with the sexy and seductive Sam Evans, but he knew he was sure as hell going to try.
Not a word had been spoken between the two boys since Blaine joined Sam downstairs, and Blaine didn't see a reason to change that right now. He gently placed a hand over Sam's hand that controlled the remote. Sam released it instantly and looked up at him. Blaine rose from the sofa where he sat to psych himself up. Sam just looked at him, and Blaine extended a hand to him. Blaine keyed in a favorite number combination on the remote keypad that turned the channel to a music station that played a nice variety of fast and slow beat songs. Sam took Blaine's hand and Blaine pulled him upward gently. Sam gave Blaine a kiss, and then it was broken as Blaine turned, folding their interlocked hands behind him and lead Sam to the makeshift bed on the pool table. He placed his hands on both sides of Sam's waist, and turned him positioning Sam against the bank of the mahogany berth. Sam followed every gesture and movement Blaine had silently instructed him to, and he thought to himself that being passive felt strange, but it was turning him on. Blaine leaned forward and placed a kiss on Sam's neck. Not like before when it was more primal, but a soft and slow lingering kiss. Blaine moved lower down to Sam's shoulders and clavicle. Sam released small low toned moans at the feel of Blaine's lips touching his bare skin. He rolled is his around providing the dark haired man better access to where he was going. Sam grabbed the edge of the pool table railing tightly and Blaine hoisted him upward so that Sam was now sitting on the table. The two boys were working together as if their minds were now joined together. Sam knew what Blaine's motions wanted him to do, and Blaine knew what Sam was craving for his body. Blaine removed his right hand from Sam's waist and ran it palm down from Sam's shoulder to his crotch. He rubbed Sam's groin until he felt a pulsating surge go through, and then moved upward again. When Blaine's hand reached Sam's sternum he stopped and applied pressure to Sam's chest letting his lover know to slide back to the pillows. Sam laid back with his hands behind his head in shear ecstasy. He watched as Blaine crawled upward onto green carpeted slab, but had to close his eyes when he stopped at Sam's midsection leaning down to place a kiss on Sam's growing tent within his pajamas. Sam made a clear audible groan, and then began breathing hard and fast when Blaine took his tongue from Sam's waist band up his stomach and past his chest stopping at his neck then kissing it softly. When he rose back upward he was much less gentle when he crashed his lips onto Sam's. Blaine's tongue was allowed instant access as Sam began to devour this kiss Blaine was giving him. He took his right hand and removed it from behind his head and placed it one Blaine's back extending it all the way into his loose fitting garments and clutched Blaine's ass with firm grasp. Blaine bucked forward slightly releasing a primal moan that caused another pulse rushing to Sam's hardening member.
"Is this okay," Blaine asked.
Sam just nodded his head staring into to Blaine's eyes. He took the hand from Blaine's ass and quickly applied it to the back of Blaine's head pushing him down for another kiss. Blaine was taken his left hand and explored Sam's chest until he found his right nipple, and then began rubbing and pinching it gently. He nibbled a second on Sam's earlobe before licking his way down to the abused pink flesh. He kissed it quickly than ran his tongue over slowly while using his free hand to begin providing sensuous abuse to the other. He hovered over top of Sam and periodically ground his cock into Sam's just to let him know he was on his way there. With every movement Sam became more breathless and unable to make actual words but instead high pitched whimpers would escape Sam's perfect lips. It seemed like a perfect eternity before Blaine was at Sam's high pressure point. Blaine used one hand to allow his Sam's virile and engorged dick to flop freely on Sam's stomach, hitting the well toned muscle mass with a thud. The cool air hit Sam's rock hard cock quickly and the sensation caused him to leak out some pre-cum. Blaine, who couldn't take his eyes off Sam's impressive girth. He leaned down but looked up to Sam locking eyes, and lapped up the oozing fluid with great veracity. Blaine used both hands to slide the remaining clothes off Sam, and Sam assisted by raising his torso up and then crashing back down on to the table as he felt the elastic pass by his perfect ass. Blaine threw them to the ground with great disregard, and took Sam's dick into his mouth fully at first, and then rising up only maintaining the pecker in his mouth. He sucked in applying pressure causing the mushroom to expand fuller, and Sam to rise slightly upward with a primal groan. This sound sent shockwaves through the former Warbler, and caused him to pick up his pace. He had wanted so badly to make his lover cry out in sweet blissful agony and when the sound hit his ears he could no longer contain his desire. Rising upward on Sam's shaft with his mouth Blaine would allow his top teeth to graze the flesh softly and continued working his tongue from underneath. Sam had never experienced sensations that Blaine was creating for him. He instantly knew that his paranoia and fear earlier in the day were ill-conceived and unfounded. Nothing could be more right than right now. Sam raised himself from the waist and locked his hands in Blaine's underarms pulling him back up for another kiss, turning him over to his back, and rushing down to Blaine's hard and needy dick. Sam did not take the care and concern at ripping the clothes off Blaine that Blaine had endured. He pulled them off quickly with one hand and threw them in whatever direction he could get his hand to move in away from Blaine. He engulfed Blaine's dick in a wild rush, and then begun coughing. He was not used to having another man's dick in his mouth and even less at it brushing the back of his throat. Sam lifted himself away to stop his pluriatic attack, but when Blaine begun to sit up he used a free hand to push him back down. Once Sam stopped coughing he returned to his task at hand, but this time more slow and cautious. He licked Blaine's dick from scrotum to the tip of his pre-cum soaked mushroom head. Sam had never tasted this salty sweet flavor, but at the point didn't really care to think too long and hard about it. He had other long and hard objects occupying his thoughts. He kept one hand on Blaine's inflated cock to serve as marker, and sucked the remaining member into his mouth. The puffy pink lips wrapped themselves firmly around Blaine's thick dick, and he began rising and falling quickly, and sucking as if his life depended on this one action. Blaine laid there unable to control the moans that escaped him. He felt as if a monster was being unlocked within for the first time to wreck havoc on him. He gyrated to the left and right, and with every motion released new orgasmic sounds. These noises to Sam was in itself his own private cheering squad causing him to working and strive hard to make just a few more of these sounds come pouring out of Blaine. Blaine broke from the trance that Sam had locked him in, and used a free hand to pull the cloth bag from under its hiding spot. He wiggled away from Sam, and noticed a disappointing glare from pick lipped amour. In the fashion Sam had pulled Blaine upward, Blaine coaxed Sam to him and laid him back down facing the ceiling. Sam wasn't sure what was about to happen, or what was in the cloth bag. Blaine unraveled the knot and fished out a condom, and white plastic tube. He wrapped Sam's dick in the sheepskin barrier and then coated it with a clear liquid from the tube, and an additional glob on his hand and ran it across the crack of his muscular ass. Blaine being used to being a bottom positioned himself overtop of Sam. The blanks had filled themselves in for the blonde Adonis and he was preparing himself for what was about to happen. Blaine took the rock hard dick into his hand and lowered himself onto it, and glided it inside himself. He dug the heel of his hands into Sam's chest and pivoted his hips to the left and then to the right so he could allow his canal to grow used to the size of Sam's cock. Once it had pushed slightly across Blaine's prostate Blaine extended his fingers and raked his nails across Sam's chest. The pleasurable sting made Sam lose all sense of control and an animalistic glare flashed in his eyes. He grabbed Blaine's hips and pushed hard upward sending Blaine back against Sam's legs for support. Sam lowered himself back down flat against the table and arched his back. Blaine pulled his arms behind him to find Sam's knees to use as support and he rose and fell back onto Sam over and over clutching his dick with muscular ass.
Sam could feel pressure rising inside of him, but was not ready to let this end. He bolted upright and grappled Blaine in embrace. He rotated to the left and lowered Blaine onto the table sideways. They broke their connection, but Blaine smirked and crawled to the top of the table resting his head on one pillow, and pulling the other down. He lifted himself, and placed the pillow in the small of his back and wrapped his legs around Sam pulling him back over to him. Sam locked eyes with Blaine, and just stared for a few seconds before aligning his dick with Blaine's hole. The swollen cock slid back into position as if it were made solely for him. He gave a slow thrust forward, leaning down to kiss Blaine's chest. The animal inside took back over as the sensation of Blaine's canal swallowed Sam's dick. He locked his hands on the inside of Blaine's knees pushing his legs back further for better control and started pumping harder and faster. The feeling overtook Blaine and he grabbed his own dick firmly and started tugging up and down repetitively and quickly. There was no words that were exchanged between then just a series of grunts and moans. Outside of those the only sound that was in the room was sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin. Sam took a huge lunge forward and then pulled himself out of Blaine ripping off the condom. He gave himself a quick two tugs and then exploded across Blaine's hair lined chest. The feel of Sam's hot sticky ooze forced a release of his own. He erupting upward hitting Sam's lower stomach, and then pulled himself back to finish cumming on himself. Blaine's feet were firmly on the table top, and his legs quivering. Sam braced himself against Blaine as he smiled, and hugged onto his knees for support. Sam bobbed his head and weaved slightly until he lowered himself onto the wet sticky mess that was Blaine. Blaine wrapped his legs around him loosely so that Sam could continue crawling up and crashing on top of Blaine for one more long passionate kiss.
Once the kiss was broken they laid there locked in an embrace and Blaine stroked Sam's hair. Sam had nested his face into Blaine's shoulder and neck trying to regain his ability to breath normally. All was quiet until Sam's phone broke the silence with Puck's ringtone of Highway to Hell broke through shattering their peaceful and reflective afterglow.
Out of reflex Sam jumped up, and grabbed his phone. He returned to the table still a little out of breath and laid next to Blaine. Before he could say anything he heard Puck on the other end.
"Hey bro, Jake's mom said he's sleeping over at Blaine's. How'd things go?," Puck demanded.
Blaine took this opportunity to give Sam a little punishment for answer the phone just after sex when he saw the few places of cum on his stomach and chest. He lowered himself down and started licking the fluid slowly off of the muscular man making sure to tickle him just a little.
"I…uh...AHHH…we got them naked…OH MY GOD THAT FEELS SO GOOD…played with sticks…balls…get the balls…and sent them to bed…DUDE, I'll call you tomorrow," Sam got o stutter out as he hit the end call button.
"You're a dick, do you know that," Sam asked as Blaine returned to his arms.
"Serves you right, I do crazy things when I'm bored," Blaine responded smiling as he wiped some left over cum off his chin.
