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25 - Later

Dave rang the bell and waited for Sam to say, "Come on in." He entered the house closing the door behind him and Sam met him in the hallway as he was headed back for his room.

"Hey man, how's it going?" Dave said with a smile.

"Great, I even managed to finish most of my homework," Sam said.

"Cool," Dave told him arching an eyebrow. "But what are we going to do; I thought we were going to work on it together."

"Well, that was the original plan," Sam said. "I got home though, and found out that Blaine and Kurt were going over to Westerville to see one of the Warbler's performances. It's supposed to be one that they do every year at some nursing home."

"Oh, that's cool," Dave, said as he followed him into his bedroom.

"Yeah, and Dan's got that meeting at the school so he's not going to be home for hours either," Sam said raising his eyebrows.

"Oh?" Dave said smiling.

"Yup," Sam said winking at him.

"So you figured that we'd do something other than homework," Dave said, "since we have the house to ourselves."

"Well, only if you're game," Sam said grinning.

"I guess that all depends on what you had in mind," Dave said rolling his eyes coyly.

Sam's grin became wider as he approached Dave and wrapped his arms around him. "Well, I didn't want to be presumptuous."

"Presume away, baby," Dave said grinning himself.

Sam leaned in and kissed him, gliding his hands across Dave's back. The two slowly began to undress one another alternating kisses across the exposed skin. Once they were down to their boxers, Sam pushed Dave across his bed.

"What, we're leaving the boxers on this go round?" Dave said with a smirk.

"We'll get to those in a sec," Sam said crawling onto the bed beside him. "I just wanted to enjoy some time together. It's not all the time that we have the time to just ... be together."

"We get to be together and hold each other a lot," Dave said. "I mean, at least when we're home."

"Not like this," Sam said snuggling up to him. He nuzzled his cheek and chin against Dave's bare chest.

Dave shuddered. "I guess you have a point," Dave said breathlessly.

Sam smiled up at him as he kissed across Dave's chest. "Besides, I still haven't repaid you for that wakeup call the other mornin'."

Dave smiled at him as Sam's hand grazed the hairs across his tummy headed for his still sheathed erection.

With one finger, Sam traced along the shaft until he reached the head. He felt it jump under his touch as he did it once more. This time he was met by the small bit of precum that was soaking through Dave's boxers.

Dave gasped as Sam's hand snuck under his waistband and took hold of him. He moaned as Sam began a slow rhythm of strokes. He thought he noticed Sam grab something from the nightstand, but he couldn't be sure, nor did he care at the moment.

Sam broke his rhythm just long enough to tug down Dave's boxers, Dave lifting himself ever so slightly to help him. Sam returned to his dick, this time with his mouth instead of his hand.

Dave smiled to himself as he remembered Sam saying that he was the only person with whom he'd ever considered it. The knowledge made him feel special and loved. He shuddered and all conscious thought disappeared as Sam swirled his tongue around the head of his dick.

Sam smiled around his mouthful as he felt Dave's reaction. He gently pushed Dave's legs apart as he prepared his next surprise. He rolled Dave's balls around in his hands, first one and then the other, then he gently pulled on them both. Sam lifted Dave's sac with one thumb as he traced the other down the base of his shaft through the sac.

Dave groaned as Sam reached his puckered opening. His eyes rolled back in his head as his legs instinctively spread farther. Dave was so caught up in the feelings that he didn't even register the time it took for Sam to open the tube of lube he'd gotten out of his drawer. His eyes flew open though as he felt the wetness hit his hole.

"You said you wanted to try this," Sam said quietly. "I'm not ready to go all the way, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to play." Dave swallowed hard and nodded. "Just tell me if it hurts, or if you want me to stop." Dave nodded again.

Sam slurped Dave's cock in once more as he pressed his finger to his opening. He traced around it in lazy circles, allowing his finger to fall to the center on occasion. He gradually added more and more pressure until he could feel Dave's sphincter relaxing. Sam also alternated his attentions to Dave cock, alternating between sucking and licking at the balls and up the shaft not wanting him to come too soon.

Eventually Sam left his finger on Dave's hole and began to push with increasing pressure and it finally gave way a little. Dave gasped, but said nothing, so Sam pressed on. He added more lube to his finger and resumed his actions. His finger had breached the outer hole, but he now felt the second layer of muscle as it refused to give way. Sam began to stroke it, to tickle it as if gently telling it to let him in. After some time it finally gave way and Sam's finger sank in all the way.

"Oh my God!" Dave said.

Sam froze as he waited to make sure that Dave was okay. When Dave started moving around on his finger Sam smiled. He slowly began to slide his finger in and out and Dave became more and more vocal. Sam grinned then added more lube and added another finger. This time he not only moved in and out but also began to stretch and rub around the sides. He wasn't exactly sure about the anatomy of the area, but he had read about it after Dave had told him that he'd like to try something like this.

After several minutes of sucking on Dave, Sam rotated his fingers around until he found a little nub toward his belly. Dave screamed, his whole body jerked, and he came then and there. Sam tried his best to keep up with him, but he couldn't so he removed his mouth and just kept rubbing back and forth across the nub.

"Oh my God ... oh my God!" Dave managed. He continued to writhe beneath Sam until he was spent. He gradually settled and breathlessly said, "I'm okay."

"Are you sure?" Sam said smiling.

"Yeah, oh yeah," Dave said as he panted. "Come here please."

Sam grabbed the towel he'd set out earlier and wiped his fingers off then crawled up to Dave's head. He smiled at him and kissed him.

"I ... wow," Dave said. "I..." He shrugged. "Thank you."

Sam smiled over at him. "I take it you enjoyed it then?"

"You are kidding right?" Dave said.

"Yes," Sam said grinning as he nodded. "So I take it Blaine wasn't kidding when he said there was something to it?"

"Oh hell no," Dave said. "You hit that spot and ... it was all over."

"I could tell," Sam said.

"Thank you for doing that, even though you weren't ready for any more," Dave said.

"I'm just glad you liked it," Sam said.

Dave smiled and leaned over to kiss him. He traced down Sam's abs until he met his waistband. "Your turn now?" Dave said as he slid his hand beneath and took hold of Sam's cock.

"Mmm," Sam said as he fell back to the bed.

A few hours later and Blaine arrived home. He came to Sam's door with a curious expression. "Okay, you're in here, so who's in the shower?"

"Dave. We're going to head out and get something for dinner and he ... kind of needed it," Sam said with a strange expression.

Blaine smirked at him. "I get the sneaking suspicion that you're at least part of the reason that he needed it, but I'll be good and not ask." Sam blushed furiously. "I said I wouldn't ask."

"Well you didn't have to now did you?" Sam said.

Blaine laughed. "No, I guess not."

"Good performance?" Sam asked.

"Yeah," Blaine said. "We do it every year, so it's kind of like visiting another set of grandparents. The guys even let us do a couple of numbers with them."

"Great," Sam said. "You look like you had fun."

"Yeah," Blaine said. "I hope you and Dave did too."

"I thought you weren't asking," Sam said squinting at him.

"Okay, sorry," Blaine said. "Hey ... has Dan said anything to you?"

"Like about what?" Sam asked.

"Anything," Blaine said.

"No," Sam said shaking his head. "Why?"

"Well Mercedes was there with Nick and she..." Blaine started.

"Damn, girl," Sam said. "She's really hooked huh?"

"Yeah, and they're so cute together," Blaine said.

"Sorry, I interrupted you, go ahead," Sam said.

"It's okay, girlfriend get's high points from us all," Blaine said smiling. "Anyway, we were talking to her and she was telling us some stuff about the coach, and..."

Sam shook his head. "You know you're closer to him than me hands down."

"I was just wondering if he let anything slip to you," Blaine said.

"No," Sam said. "But I'll keep my ears and eyes open for you."

"Cool," Blaine said. Dave walked in with a towel around his waist as he toweled his hair with another. "I'll leave you two alone. Just let me know if I need to put my headphones on." Dave stopped toweling his head and looked at him, but Blaine just grinned as he headed for the door.

Dan had been withdrawn for some time now. He kept to himself, eating lunch alone in his office and generally being unavailable to everyone except during class. Even at home, he tended to stay alone in his room. So Blaine cautiously approached his room and knocked.

"Yeah?" Dan said.

"Dan, you got a minute?" Blaine asked.

"Sure," he said shrugging as he pushed back from his desk.

"You ... uh," Blaine said before clearing his throat. "You've been quiet. Keeping to yourself lately. I just... Are you alright?"

"Sure," Dan answered far too quickly.

"I ... uh ... I heard some things at school," Blaine said.

"You should know better than to listen to things you hear around that rumor mill," Dan said getting up and heading for the door.

Blaine let him pass and followed him to the front. He watched Dan as he entered the kitchen and got down a glass. "I ... the girls said that they were joking about Coach Beiste getting hit by her husband when she had that black eye and the other coaches caught them and called them on it."

"Well that's a good thing," Dan said adding ice to his glass. "Domestic violence is not something to joke about."

"I ... I know it's not," Blaine said. "I ... they said it was true ... that Coach Beiste told them that it was." Dan stopped pouring the juice in his glass. "Dan you went over to their house that night, the night that you went to the hospital. It happened again and you tried to stop him didn't you?" Dan didn't answer; and made no effort to face him. "You don't have to answer that. I know you; you did it just like you did when my dad came here off his rocker.

"The girls said that they thought she was going to leave him, but that they saw them together and they know she didn't," Blaine said. "They said they confronted her about it, and that she said she'd stayed."

"You guys really don't have the right to question what she does," Dan said.

"Bullshit," Blaine said. "He's abusing her and you got in the middle and got hurt for your trouble and she's staying with him. You're gonna tell me that that doesn't tick you off?" Dan clenched his fists. "Dan, she chose him over you! I know you're easy going, but..."

"Yes!" Dan yelled spinning around to face him. "Yes, alright? It pisses me the hell off more than you could ever imagine! Is that what you want to hear?"

"Dan..." Blaine said.

"I have cared for her since ... I don't even know when," Dan said. "But it's never been quite right; she's always looked at me more as a kid brother. She found Cooter and she said she was happy, and they got married, and I just stepped aside and took it because she was happy. And he's doing God knows what to her and I tried ... God I tried and ... she's still with him." There were tears begging to fall but he stopped. He closed his eyes and Blaine saw him will it back inside. Dan was shaking, from anger or frustration Blaine couldn't tell.

Dan swallowed hard then took a deep breath. "I can't do it for her. That's the hardest part. There is nothing that I can say or do to change this; she has got to want to leave. She's got to want to do it ... herself. Until then, there's nothing that I can do but wait."

Blaine was standing beside him now. He placed his hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry," Blaine said. He gave Dan a compassionate smile. "Is it my turn to say that I'm proud of you?"

"What?" Dan said his eyebrows wrinkled in confusion.

"You're finally talking about it," Blaine said smiling at him. "How many times have you told me to just keep talking?"

Dan smiled back at him shaking his head. "Some example, huh?"

"Best one I've had for quite some time," Blaine said. "You know you told me you'd be proud to call me your brother. Well I'm proud to call you mine too. You're not perfect; you're just a dumb human like the rest of us."

"Where have I heard that one before?" Dan said chuckling.

"I think it's a song or something maybe," Blaine said with a smirk. "Your ribs okay now?"

"Yeah, for the most part, why?" Dan said.

"Good," Blaine said as he reached over and hugged him. Once he released him, he said, "Bend over a little."

"What?" Dan said laughing slightly.

"Bend over," Blaine said. Dan obliged and Blaine placed a kiss on the top of his head. "Not my fault you're taller than I am."

Dan laughed and shoved him playfully.

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