HEY LOVERS! Ready for chapter 5?
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So chapters 1 - 4 have dealt with Kurt's side of things.
In this chapter, it's time to see Noah's perspective! Woot! Here's chapter 5!
Enjoy!
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"BLAINE!" Kurt's screamed and ran over to greet his husband... Well more like a pounce than a greet considering Kurt flew through the air and clunged on to Blaine tightly.
"Hey baby, miss me?" Blaine chuckled as he regained his composure, letting Kurt slip off of him. Puck chuckled to himself. 'Wow that boy is short. Cute though.' "Yes, very much! I don't think I could've made it alone! Well that is until I met a few new friends." Kurt motioned over the trio who were behind him. "Blaine this is San-"
"Santana, pleasure to meet you." The latina cut-in with a forced smile slapped on her face as she shook Blaine's hand. "Why do you have so much gel in your hair? This isn't the Nineteen-sixties." "Um.." that was all he could muster before a blonde haired woman walked up to him. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well Blake, I'm Brittany," she shook his hand lightly. "Kurt told me so much about you."
"My name is Blaine, but it's great meeting you," Blaine smiled to the blonde before turning to face Noah. "and you must be Noah? Correct?"
"Si, bro. It's great to finally meet the man that Kurt wouldn't shut up about."
"Hey!" Kurt scoffed at the latino playfully swatting his arm.
"Just keepin' it real, haha!" Noah chuckled and clapped kurt's shoulder.
After hekping Blaine lug in his suitcases from the taxi cab, that were quite heavy by the way, they all gathered around the island counter in the kitchen for a few drinks. After all, it wouldn't be an official welcoming to Miami without a few shots of vodka, although Noah kept his limited to one or two shots. Mike was still sick so once again Noah would have to fill in for him tonight. So much for that two day vacation he was looking forward to! He really hated his job... well not really, but you get the point.
''I guess it wouldn't be so bad," he inwardly thought as the other's continued on with their conversation without him. "Less time I'll get to deal with that bastard." That bastard being Sam.
Noah took a glance at his watch, it was eight-thirty. He probably should start heading out now. He needed to go home and change for work. If anything, Sam will probably still be at the apartment doing one of two things: Sitting on the couch watcing reruns of 'The Golden Girls', or packing his shit, which Puck was hoping for the latter. He downed his last shot of alcohol before grabbing his biker jacket and keys that were resting neatly on the counter beside him.
"You're leaving, so soon?" Kurt questioned after catching Noah gather up his things. "Yeah, Mike's still sick. Gotta fill in for him tonight again."
"Aww, well thanks for coming over and helping with the furniture, 'preciate it." Kurt got off the stool and gave Noah a hug. Noah returned the hug and kissed him on the cheek. Not in a lover way, it was just a gay thing. Brittany followed Kurt and gave him a hug as well and Santana came after. She leaned up to his ear and mumbled something in their native language which he translated to "I'll come over tomorrow, okay?" Noah nodded and lastly gave Blaine a hug. "It was great meeting you."
"Likewise, man." Blaine flashed him a smile after the hug was done. Noah gave one final wave, which was matched by the others, and walked out the door. He walked off the front porch before standing still, letting the night air sink in.
It was quite chilly. The slight breeze hit against his skin causing little bumps to rise. He shuddered a bit and swung the leather jacket on to his body. He grabbed his pair of glasses that were hidden in one of his front chest pockets and slipped them on. He trekked to his bike that was parked behind his cousin's Fiat. He straddled his bike, placed the key into the ignition and started his bike, the vibration tickling his crotch area. Puck smiled, he loved that feeling everytime. He kicked up his kick stand and roared off, down the street.
Flashes of lights, cars, and buildings wizzed passed him as he rode down the road. He smirked to him. 'This is the life!' he mentally screamed and mouthed out the words. I love my bike.
Which he did. There was nothing badass about a damn car, not counting Ferraris and Lamborghinis, because those are pretty badass. A standard four door car, however, come on! Seeing Puck in a car wouldn't look right! He would much prefer his bike.
Noah came to a redlight and haulted. He put one foot on the ground to balance out his bike, and took advantage of the 20 to 30 seconds to look at his surroundings. He came across a billboard with Lady Gaga's face and monster paw plastered on. He chuckled to himself as he remembered when kurt was dancing to Judas in the car ride back to his house. Puck certainly wouldn't mind having Kurt sitting behind him on his motorcycle dancing. Noah could be Jesus and Kurt could be his Mary Magdalene.
Just then, images of Kurt dancing in red bikini, with a red transparent sash coming out of his bikini bottom began taking over his mind. Puck digged crossdressers and drag queens... if they can pull it off. And a crossdressing Kurt was hot, very, very hot. A honk shot him out of his trance and saw that the light had turned green. He heard someone, a male, shout out "Move your ass!" Puck just shot him the bird and revved down the street. The light wasn't even green for that long. He could see the other cars at the intersection move into a stop. That man will be ok.
He continued surging down the road when a black mustang convertible rode up beside him. He heard high pitched screaming and identified them as a group of college girls. Sure enough they were for the most part. Two girls and one guy... well twink. He and the girl who was driving were obviously the ones screaming, with their large smiles and waves. The other girl, however look quite embarrassed by her friends. She either must be shy, or a lesbian and judging from the rainbow bracelet and butch haircut, he was guessing she was the latter. He smirked, gave the trio a nod and blew the twink a kiss. The twink nearly lost his shit and made a heart sign out of his hands and yelled out "I LOVE YOU!" Noah chuckled and sped up in front of them, still hearing their screams in back.
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Noah finally made it to his apartment complex. He dialed in the code to unlock the front entrance gate and drove up to his building. Building Ten. He frowned when he saw Sam's car still in the designated parking space.
"Damnit!" He whispered to himself harshly. He was hoping Sam was gone by the time he got back so he didn't have to deal with him. Guess that wasn't going to happen.
He parked his bike got off and stormed his way up to the apartment door. He unlocked it and walked in. He saw suitcases already packed and laying in the foyer. Good. Atleast he was on his way out.
He decided to make minimal contact with him. He made his way to the bedroom they unfortunately shared for quite some time and grabbed his work pants and shoes. He saw Sam dig through the closet for the rest of his belongings.
"Papi?" he heard a low mumble coming from the other side of the room. Puck inwardly growled. It could never be easy for him, could it? Puck exhaled deeply. "I'm not your Papi, Sam." He responded coldly.
"It doesn't have to be this way. I know you still love me. This is all stupid, you know you're going to want me back, you always do. So why don't we just get over this little mishap and we can go on with our lives." Sam stalked towards Puck and placed his hand on his shoulder. Puck shrugged the hand off. "It's different this time Sam. No more. I'm done with you. The Sam I saw in high school is not the same Sam I see now. You make me depressed about coming to my own home because it's always the same shit with you, bro!"
"Oh my God, Noah! It wasn't even that big of a deal, it was just a little flirting! You flirt with customers all the fuckin' time, why am I so different?" Sam retaliated.
"Because that comes with the job! It gets me tips and I know when to back off if someone doesn't like it, unlike you!"
"It wasn-" Puck cut him off. He really didn't want to deal with this anymore. "I'm done with your excuses, Sam. Just get your stuff and get out. I don't want to deal with you... ever again." Puck left to the bathroom to change. He was in the process of fixing up his mohawk when he heard Sam stomp passed the bathroom door and few seconds later he heard the front door slam shut.
'Finally!' Noah let out a sigh of relief. He didn't have to deal with Sam anymore! If only he knew that it was going to be that easy before. He walked out of the bathroom and walked out into the now empty living room.
Silence.
That's all there was. He smiled at the thought of no longer coming hme to see Sam on his couch watching television, or leaving messes everywhere, or asking for money, or asking him do errands for him. No more anything. He was free! Hallelujah, praise Jesus!
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Noah made it to work on time as usual and was greeted by the club manager Finn.
"Noah right on time! Look man I know that this is your day off, but I really appreciate you taking over Mike's shift." Finn said patting the latino's back. "Not a problem, bro." Noah nodded and started to take off his jacket, then his wife beater. He flexed his muscles making sure they were presentable, which they were, and sprayed on some deodorant. It was hot in the club and heat let to sweat and sweat led to body odor and body odor was not cute!
He made his way to bar and was greeted by thundering music, flashes of lights on the floor and ceiling, glitter shimmering in the air, sticking on to his tanned body.
"Time for work." He mumbled to himself and began setting up drinks, readying them for his customers.
It was around ten-thirty when the club started to come alive. More people began to show up, a few drag queens came out and now the male strippers were on stage. Everything was running smoothly, when he heard a soft voice come from behind him.
"Excuse me, bartender?" he asked.
"Yeah, babe can I help you?" Noah turned around from the shelf he was wiping down to see who was the owner of the voice. This kid looked familiar.
"Oh my God, it's you! The biker dude from earlier tonight!" That explains why he looked so familiar. He's a cute kid. Jet black, swoopy hair. Adorable chocolate eyes. small tight body. Puck's lips slowly curved into a devilish smile.
"And what can I do you for, babe?" He leaned in forward to the kid.
"well..." The kid smiled.
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It was nearing three in the morning when Puck's front door slammed open. He was too occupied by the twink who was wrapped around his body, kissing him furiously to notice the few pictures that fell off the wall and crashed on the floor. Puck walked over to the couch slowly and threw the twink down onto the cushions before colliding on top of him and continued their heated make-out session.
"Mmm, baby make me feel good." The kid moaned into the kiss. "Gladly." Noah nodded and attacked Bentley's, the kid who was currently under him, lips full on. Bentley reached up and grabbed Puck's face and pulled him closer feeling stubble tickle his fingers.
Noah kissed him harder and grabbed his legs and hoisted him up until Bentley wrapped his legs around the latino's waist, their lips never breaking contact. He felt smooth hands feel up and down his sides as he continued to work on the boy's sweet, plump lips. He slid his tongue out of his mouth and ran it against Bentley's lower lip until the younger opened his mouth inviting him in. They put up a little fight for dominance, their tongues twisting and turning in a hot frenzy.
Their lips smacked against each other as Bentley trailed his hands from Noah's messy black strip of hair to his broad, shoulders. Puck trailed his hands down Bentley's sides and down his long smooth legs. He could tell through the skinny jean, clad legs that he shaves. And he loved it when guys shaved their legs. 'God they feel perfect' he thought and continued to devour Bentley's lips.
'Wonder if Kurt's legs are this smooth... Blaine's a lucky bastard.'
Eventually Puck progressed his lips down to the crook of Bentley's neck making him moan out loud. He did everything to Bentley's pulse, licked it, sucked on it, kissed it, nibbled on it. All the while thinking about himself doing this to Kurt.
"Damn you're such a tease." Bentley gasped, his nails beginning to dig into Puck's shoulders. He growled in response and slowly pushed Bentley back until he laid on his back.
Bentley had enough of this making out, so he quickly grabbed the hem of Puck's shirt and pulled it off his body. All that muscle! Bentley felt like he was in heaven upon seeing this. Puck, with the strength that he has, ripped off Bentley's shirt in one big tear.
Now they both were naked from the waist up. Their chests rubbed against each other both feeling their heat collide with one another. It felt so good to the both of them.
Puck planted his warm, kisses down Bentley's chest until he reached Bentley's pink nipple. Bentley arched his back upwards feeling the latino's warm tongue caress the sensitive area. "Oh God, Papi." he sighed and thrust his head back as Puck moved to work on the other.
A few minutes passed before Puck trailed further down Bentley's body until he reached his skinny jeans. In less than a few seconds Bentley felt them disappear off his body and a warm tongue lick up and down his shaft. Bentley's eyes rolled to the back of his head as Noah's hot mouth covered his cock.
Noah continued to pump the kid's cock with his warm mouth. 'Tastes so good.'. Bentley used as much strength as he could from his quivering legs to lift them up to Noah's waist and get a hold of the elastic band of his black boxers with his toes and pulled them down letting the latino's cock spring free, already leaking with pre-cum.
Bentley felt his body tense up and moaned out loud to the heavens. He felt a sudden and intensifying rush run through his body as he came, filling Puck's mouth. Bentley had a glazed look in his eyes as Puck licked his cock clean from white ooze.
"God damn, just fuck me already please! I want it now!" Bentley begged still on his high. Noah chuckled deeply and got up from on top of the boy. He made his way to the bedroom and grabbed a bottle of lube that was resting on one of the nightstands. He came back to the couch where he left Bentley, legs spread and face flushed. His breath had evened out, however not for long as Noah smirked deviously. He jumped back onto the couch and grabbed the boy's legs and lifted them on to his shoulders. He lubed up his first three fingers and Bentley's entrance.
Puck felt the kid's body jolt fiercely as he inserted his first finger. God knows he would do anything to see Kurt in this state. Flustered, vulnerable and wanting. That would be a hot sight to see. He added the second finger and saw Bentley buck his hips, wanting more of Puck's fingers Then the third finger was added and he saw Bentley bite down on his lip hard and curled his fingers into tight fists.
"Damnit Noah! I need you now! Please!" Bentley screamed, tears practically came to his eyes he wanted it so damn bad!
Noah let out a deep chuckle. "Want to feel me all inside you, babe? Want me to stretch that tight little hole of yours, you cock-loving slut?"
"Mhm! Yes, Papi!" he heard the boy say. Noah grabbed the lube bottle and lubed up his meat pole. He readied himself at the entrance and plowed himself in.
"GOD FUCKIN' YES!" Bentley screamed. Puck nearly pulled all the way back out before slamming in again causing the boy's body to slide up. Puck wrapped his arms around Bentley's torso the same time Bentley wrapped his legs around his waist. "You're fuckin' huge baby!"
"Damn straight." Noah grunted into the boy's ear.
The heat was intoxicating. Puck continued to slam into Bentley hard. The tight hole squeezed around his dick and Puck growled in a feral tone in pleasure. Puck looked down at the boy who looked like he was just lost in all the pleasure Noah was giving him.
Bentley soon didn't even look like himself anymore and now all Puck could see was Kurt's naked form underneath him. He imagined Kurt biting down his lips, his neatly combed hair was tousled in all sorts of directions, which caused Puck to thrust in harder. He could see Kurt mouth out 'Oh my God' with the voice still coming out as Bentley's, But Puck didn't care, he was still imagining he was fucking Kurt wildly into the couch cushions.
He continued to imagine that it was Kurt's manicured nails that were digging into his back, which only made Noah want to thrust harder and harder and harder. "Yeah baby, take this dick. Take it! Fuckin' take it!" Noah gunted through his teeth into imaginary Kurt's ear. Noah's back stretched up and his muscles flexed as he took one more thrust and shot his seed all into Bentley's heat, and Bentley came for the second time.
Everything slowed down as they caught their breath. Noah collapsed on top of his lover and sighed, still imagining it was Kurt who he was on top of. Their bodies were covered in sticky mixture of sweat and cum as their breaths evened out.
"Mmm that was good baby." Noah said before he drifted off.
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Earlier that morning Santana pulled up to he cousin's apartment building and got out of her car only to see a boy with messy hair and tired look come out of Noah's front door.
Her eyes narrowed. "Is that Puck's shirt?" she questioned herself as he made his way past her. She recognized the bleach stains on the old college shirt. That was the same exact college Puck went to... with the same exact bleach stains from when her and Noah had a bleach fight. That was Puck's shirt. That only meant one thing.
"Puck's trolling for sex... swell." she shook her head.
'That dude looked alot like Kurt.' She thought but quickly dismissed it and walked up to the apartment.
OH MY GOD! I feel like this chapter was just not that good. Like I was at complete lost with it. I thought chapter 4 was a pain in the ass but this chapter takes the cake!
Sorry for the long wait, I was too busy with the last week of school before break and plus I had a hard time coming up with this chapter. However be happy that there was sex in it! Lmao, Chapter six is more planned out so maybe that chapter will be better.
Again sorry if this chapter wasn't that great.
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