Author's Note:

Well, as they say, the bunnies spoke to me the other day. Wasn't by my keyboard, but that doesn't mean that it never happened. This would probably fit between the last two chapters even though it came to me after the last one. (Bunnies can have a very awkward and terrible sense of timing.) I wasn't really going to post it, but it just felt like it wanted to be shared, especially with several of my friends in need of some prime distraction of late. Be warned that this IS bunny-speak and that it doesn't fall into line with the rest of the chaptered story. Remember it probably would fit best in between 11-Labels and before 12-Issues, but it's here now for you all to enjoy while we're on hiatus ... AGAIN.

Okay enough from me ... on with the distraction!

Don't know anything, don't know anyone, and certainly don't own anything. (I wish though!) Please feel free to review with constructive criticism, etc.

13 - "Practice"

"You doing okay?" Dave asked as he closed his history book.

"Yeah, why?" Sam said.

"I don't know, you just seemed kind of far away there for a second," Dave said.

"No, it was just something that Stevie said the other day," Sam said.

"Is he okay?" Dave asked putting his books away and sliding closer to Sam.

"Yeah, he was just talking about missing playing X-Box with me and stuff," Sam said. "I guess I'm just kind of feeling guilty about being here to play with you and them still not having anything."

Dave was at a loss. He was overjoyed when he found out that Sam was going to be able to stay here in Lima with him, but he also knew how close Sam was to his brother and sister. Dave had to admit that he'd gotten close to them as well. He'd seen the way Sam always lit up when they were around and he even enjoyed playing with them as well. He just didn't know what he could do to help fix it.

"I don't know what to say," Dave said.

Sam turned to look at him, and then he smiled. "There isn't anything for you to say babe," Sam said.

"But I..."

"Dave, it's fine," Sam said reaching over to take his hand. "You can't do anything about it. I'm glad you'd want to, but it's just one of those things."

"I don't want you to feel bad though," Dave said.

"Just the fact that you want to do something about it is enough," Sam said then he leaned over and kissed his cheek.

Dave smiled back at him, and then a strange look came over him as he stared at Sam.

"What?" Sam said smiling back at him crookedly.

"You called me babe," Dave said smiling.

"Yeah, I guess I did," Sam said shrugging with a chuckle. "Is that okay?"

"Yeah ... yeah," Dave said shaking his head. "You just haven't ... well you really haven't had a pet name for me before."

Sam thought about it for a minute. "I guess you're right, I just never really occurred to me before. I guess it's just been being around Blaine and Kurt; they do it all the time. It doesn't bother you does it?"

"No of course not, I just ... I guess I'll have to come up with something for you."

Sam grinned at him. "C'mere," Sam said standing and tugging Dave up from his chair then wrapping his arms around him. "I love you so much. Just remember there's never a have to involved with us."

"I know," Dave said before he leaned in to kiss him. He managed to walk them over to Sam's bed and then gave him a gentle push down to the mattress. Sam smiled up at him as Dave began to crawl up him.

"So, what exactly were you thinking?" Sam said grinning.

"What I was thinking was ... how long do we have before anyone gets home?" Dave asked grinning back.

"We have an hour or so I think," Sam said.

"Then I'm thinking that we have plenty of time for some fun," Dave said inching Sam's shirt up his taught belly. Sam smiled down at him as Dave began kissing his way up Sam's abs. Dave went ahead and pushed Sam's shirt off over his head. Sam leaned up, took it the rest of the way off and threw it over onto his desk chair. As Dave began nibbling at his neck, Sam pulled the back of Dave's shirt up and off and tossed it to join his on the chair.

Dave quickly unfastened Sam's pants and began to kiss the cotton of his boxers, but as he pushed Sam's jeans open the rest of the way, Sam stopped him. "Are you sure you're alright?" Dave said looking up at him.

"Yeah, but come here," Sam said pulling Dave up even with him. Dave looked at him with concern, but Sam smiled back at him. "Nothing's wrong, I promise. I just ... I love what you do to me when you do that, but it just feels off balance. I want to feel you... Feel you on me, feel you with me." Dave leaned over on him and kissed his lips. Sam moaned. "Like that," Sam said with a shudder. "Come 'ere." Sam pulled Dave over onto him.

Dave moved over Sam and the two began to kiss deeply. Dave began to rub his crotch into Sam's causing them both to moan. Sam snaked his hands between them and unfastened Dave's jeans as well and began to push them off. Dave took the hint and kicked off his shoes. He was momentarily confused when Sam began to inch himself up the bed, but grinned as he realized that Sam was managing to slide himself free of his own jeans as he did it.

Soon the two were only in their boxers. Sam began to run his fingers through Dave's hair and drag his fingers across his back, as Dave managed to brace himself on his elbows and slide his arms under Sam's shoulders so he could play with Sam's hair as well.

"I think I get what you mean," Dave said before lapping at Sam's neck. "This does feel nice." He licked at his neck again. "And a little more mutual."

"I aim for mutual," Sam said smiling before groping Dave's hips and grinding up into him.

"Mutual's good," Dave said nodding before licking and biting at Sam's collarbone.

Sam growled as the sensation overtook him. He clawed at Dave's boxers and eventually managed to get them off. Dave shuddered at the freedom and moved himself so that their cocks began to rub over one another. Sam began to lick and bite at Dave's chest as Dave leaned back to add pressure to their cocks.

Their breathing got heavier as they each groped at the other, their bodies on autopilot. Sam's breath came in pants as he clawed at Dave's back. "Oh my God Dave, I'm so close... Oh, God ... I'm ... I'm gonna come!"

Dave stared down into his eyes. "Come on Sam, come on..."

Sam let out a scream as he emptied himself between the two of them. A second later Dave let out a grunt and then screamed his own release. Dave managed a few more strokes and then collapsed onto Sam. Sam kissed Dave's neck as he stroked his back.

"Oh my God, that was great," Sam, said.

"I know," Dave, said leaning in to kiss Sam's neck as well. "You're right; I do love it when we can feel one another." He managed to roll off of Sam and onto the mattress keeping his arm under Sam. "Shit," he said.

"What's wrong?" Sam said picking his head up.

"I just realized you never got your boxers off," Dave said frowning.

"Least of my worries ... or my cares for that matter," Sam said a blissful grin across his beautiful lips.

Dave chuckled. "Makes clean up a little difficult doesn't it?"

"Personally I'm partial to the way we did it in New York," Sam said grinning over at him.

"Really?" Dave said smiling over at him.

"Yeah," Sam said. "You up for it?"

Dave looked down his body, "Not yet, but probably by the time we get in there..."

Sam looked over and saw where he was looking and leaned up and smacked his chest. "You're terrible!"

"No, I'm honest," Dave, said before sticking his tongue out at him.

The two laughed and slipped from the bed and headed into the bathroom. Sam turned the water on and adjusted it then slid his boxers off. Dave caught him and pulled him back against himself, then leaned down to kiss his shoulder. He looked at Sam in the mirror, "I love you so much. I still can't believe this is real."

"It's real," Sam, said taking his hand and squeezing it. He felt Dave's cock twitch against his hip. "I guess you were right about being ready when you got in here," Sam said with a grin.

"Well the view helps," Dave said with a smirk.

Sam had been concentrating so hard on Dave's reflection he'd become oblivious to his own. He glanced down, following Dave's gaze to his own growing erection and blushed.

"You're even cute when you do that," Dave said kissing his shoulder again. Sam pulled from him trying to turn. "No, wait a minute."

"What?" Sam asked.

"I've seen you, but in close up pieces," Dave said. "It's just kind of nice to hold you like this and get the whole picture."

"Oh, you don't really want to..."

"Yes, I do," Dave, said. "You are the most beautiful person I've ever seen." Sam blushed again. "And your complexion really makes that blush travel." Dave nodded over to their reflection as he traced the outline of the blush down Sam's chest to his stomach. The action only deepened the blush.

"The water's getting cold," Sam said pulling away again. This time Dave let him go and smiled then followed him into the shower.

The two lathered each other up and washed away the remnants of their last round of love making before moving to address their already stiff cocks. Sam started by taking both of their cocks into his hand and rubbing both of their lengths over one another, but Dave stopped him.

"We did it your way last time," Dave said. "I want to taste you again." He began kissing and licking down Sam's chest and then down his abs, eventually kneeling before him and taking Sam's cock into his mouth.

Sam moaned as his eyes closed and his head fell back against the tile. He was thankful that Dave was kneeling in front of him, he was sure that without him there he'd lose his footing and slide right down into the tub. His breathing was getting more ragged as he relaxed into the feeling.

Sam's eyes suddenly flew open as he heard a knock at the door and the bathroom door open.

"Sorry man," Blaine said. "Just stopped off to grab some more gel."

Sam's eyes were saucers as he looked down at Dave. Dave had stopped his ministrations as soon as he'd heard the knock, but Sam noted the strange look in his eyes. Dave's eyes narrowed and his mouth opened as he took Sam's shaft back in. Sam's eyes rolled back and he slammed his hand down on Dave's shoulder.

"We were washing Burt's car and Finn got a little too eager with the hose," Blaine said. "Should have seen Kurt, he was so pissed." Blaine laughed as he grabbed the bottle of gel.

Sam hit the side of the tub surround and jostled the curtain, as his legs once again became jelly.

"Are you alright, Sam?" Blaine asked with concern.

"Um hum," was all Sam could manage.

"Are you sure, you don't sound so good either," Blaine said.

"I'm ... I'm ... uh," Sam managed out. "I'm ... practicing at the moment," he spat out between gritted teeth.

"Practicing? Practicing for what?" Blaine asked.

Sam moaned.

"What could you be practicing alo...," Blaine halted. "Are you alone?"

"Nuh uh," was all Sam could manage.

"Oh my God! I'm...," Blaine, said wide eyed. "New truck! Sorry, I didn't ... oh God." Blaine looked around, looked at the bottle in his hand and tossed it back to the counter. "Um ... uh ... sorry!" Blaine grabbed the doorknob and hurried out closing the door behind him. He stopped a moment leaning his head against the door. He thought a moment and cracked the door slightly. "Uh ... text me ... when you guys are ... done. Sorry, so sorry!"

"S'okay," was all Sam managed as the door slammed. They heard Blaine stumble down the hall and heard him yell "sorry" several more times, as he went out the front door.

Sam dug his nails into Dave's shoulders and exploded into his mouth. Dave gagged slightly and pulled off of Sam, laughing uncontrollably as Sam emptied the remainder of his load across his face. When Sam could compose himself he glared down at Dave.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it!" Dave said.

Sam stood panting, shaking his head. "That was evil."

"You enjoyed it," Dave said shrugging as he wiped the cum from his face.

"Maybe, but still evil," Sam said smacking the back of Dave's head. "For that you don't get round two."

Dave gave him a frown. He stood up in front of him and leaned in to kiss him. "I'm sorry. It was cute watching you squirm." Dave smirked. "I'd have paid money to see his face."

Sam's face broke into a huge grin as well. "I would have too," Sam said before they both burst out laughing. "We're both evil."

"At least we own it," Dave said before kissing him again.

Later Sam went through to the kitchen to get himself a drink. As he left the kitchen, he glanced out the sliding glass door. He noticed the feet propped up on the deck railing and followed them back to their owner sitting in the deck chair.

"Oh my God," he thought to himself. He went over to the door and slowly opened it. "Mr. D?"

Dan rolled his head over and gave him a smile. "Hey bud, your ... uh ... guest leave?"

"Oh my God," Sam said shaking his head. "You haven't been locked outside your own home because of me have you?"

Dan laughed. "No, of course not."

"Good, cause I feel bad enough already," Sam said.

"Whoa, hold it," Dan said. He pulled his feet down, sat his iPad down beside him, and indicated the other deck chair. "Go ahead and sit down."

"I don't..." Sam started but he wasn't allowed to finish.

"No, sit."

Sam did as he was told.

"Now first off, Blaine did let me know that you guys were ... occupied," Dan said. "He was embarrassed as hell that he ... interrupted you guys and he didn't want to risk a repeat." Sam blushed. "He didn't share details but I got the gist of it. I just wish I could have seen his face." Sam laughed. "What?"

"Dave and I did too," Sam said laughing.

Dan nodded. "That brings me to the next point; you never have to feel bad for something that happens naturally." Sam started to protest, but Dan stopped him again. "I know that you and Dave need time alone, just give the two of us notice and you've got it ... unless it's every night, 'cause then it's just flaunting it in our faces." Sam laughed. "You didn't lock me out. I came home and Dave's truck was still here, so I figured you were at least still sharing time together, whether you were busy or not. So since it's still absurdly warm out here for the beginning of December, I figured I'd just sit out here and finish grading some papers and then start on a book I'd downloaded."

"I still feel bad, I mean it is your house," Sam said.

"It's your house too, at least for the time being," Dan said. "Blaine and I went through this too. I guess it was probably worse on him, because at the time he had no other home. You do, but ... I don't know, just think of this like a dorm or something like that. It's your home while you're here."

Sam nodded at him.

"I invited Chelle and her partner here mainly to talk to the GSA groups, but if it does help you feel better to make some extra cash with her then I'm glad," Dan said. "Just remember, you are under no obligation to give me anything, I invited you here to help you out and help you graduate, not for monetary gain."

"Yeah, but Blaine pays you," Sam said.

"Blaine pays me because that's one of the only ways that he would actually stay," Dan said. "That boy is one of the proudest men I've ever met." Sam smiled at him. "This goes no further, or I will have to kill you." Sam nodded solemnly at him. "Aside from the ten dollars or so that his line adds to my cell phone bill and a little bit more for food, every bit of what he gives me goes into a savings account for him that he'll get back when he decides to move out." Sam looked shocked. "So unless you want the same arrangement, keep your money and put it in your own savings account."

Sam smiled over at him. "Blaine said you were pretty cool, I wonder if he knows how right he is."

"Probably not," Dan said with a wink. "So what are you in the mood for dinner wise?"

The two both stood up. "I don't know what about you?"

"Oh, I'm thinking brats and boiled new potatoes arranged just so on the plate, but then I've been told that I have an evil sense of humor."

Sam choked out a laugh as he held his hand over his mouth.

"You okay?" Dan said smiling over at him.

"Yeah, I was just reminded of something that Blaine said the other day," Sam said.

"Worth sharing?" Dan asked.

"Probably, but I've done enough to Blaine today already," Sam said.

"Point taken," Dan said and the two shared another laugh as they slid the door closed behind them.

End note:

There you go! I re-edited a bit to make it fit in between the two chapters a little more. I hope you liked it, or at least that it did its job as a distraction.

Oh, and remember, you can still review and at least let me know you're still alive.

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