Title: This Boy Is A Bottom (4/?)

Pairing: Puck/Every Guy in Glee I can think of… this chapter Puck/Special Surprise Guest

Rating: NC-17, for ALL OF THE ASS FUCKING

Notes: Obviously AU and written for Glee_Kink_Meme fill "Despite being known as a sex shark, in reality Puck is a hungry cockslut. So he finally indulges his desires and starts asking (nay begging) for every hot guy to fuck him, which include his fellows from Glee Club, the jocks, the nerds (the hot ones of course!) and even teachers to fuck him."

Also to add to the fun, leave in the comments the name of the person you want to fuck Puck next (Please not Artie, Jake or Finn since I want each chapter to be a different guy so have fun, I'll pick one soon)

Chapter 4: This Boy is a Bottom – Christmas Special

Christmas time was easily the weirdest time of year for Puck. Every year he had to deal with his mom going full on Hanukah love while his friends got to enjoy bikes and Xboxes and things of that nature. It wasn't the most fun time of year so this time he was doing something different. He had talked his mom into letting him take the car and he was going on a road trip, driving across the country and planning on spending Christmas in Vegas and having a fun time during the holidays.

After several hours of his mom packing sandwiches with him and promising to call her if he needed her, Puck finally got the keys to the car and he was off. He happily drove past house after house done up in lights, some more extreme than others. He dashed Dancers and Prancers, honked at Vixens and just enjoyed the solitude of the road. He drove along the highway listening to his Jewish Christmas CD. Christmas in Fallujah, Getting Ready for Christmas Day, Kiss's version of White Christmas. He had them all and he was singing along to every single one.

As the nights passed into day he kept pulling over to take a nap every now and then before continuing on the way. Once he got out of the city limits and started through the desert, the sight of the rocks started as fascinating, then got repetitive, then got annoying. Just as Puck was considering going off road to ram his car into a rock formation just so he could get it out of his eye line when he saw something interesting. A man standing by the side of the road with his thumb sticking out and a Santa suit on. Puck's eyebrow went up "What in the hell?" he said as he got closer and it became clear that this guy wasn't the fat jolly kind of Santa he was used too.

When he was even closer he realised that this guy was not only Santa, he was shirtless underneath the open red jacket and he was packing. Those abs could literally be seen from a mile away and Puck salivated a little "Oh fuck Cringle needs to get down my chimney" he muttered as he tried to think. He could drive past the shirtless hunky Santa and be safe, or he could pick him up and be sane.

Puck parked perfectly in front of the hunky man and rolled down his window "Hey Claus, need a ride?" he grinned wickedly, the lock on the door popping up before it opened and Shirtless Santa slipped into the seat "Thanks, it was starting to get hot out there"

'It's hot in here' "Well the coat can't be helping" Puck chuckled a little and started again, constantly looking over to see that this guy seemed to have an 8 pack… either that or his nuts were riding high.

"Oh it's not… hell do you mind if I take it-"

"Not at all, get that bad boy off"

Puck's subtlety was out in the desert and he wasn't going to go get it. Santa grinned and pulled his jacket off, throwing it into the back of the car leaving him with a pair of suspenders that were just barely covering his quarter sized nipples just barely. At least Puck assumed they were quarter sized; he made a mental note that when he bounced a quarter off those abs he was going to see if it matched the tits.

"Thanks for the lift man, I'm Cody though… if you want to call me Cringle, I'm OK with that"

"Well I'm Puck and really, I have no problems calling you cringle, just don't call me Rudolf or Frosty or something like that"

"Oh I won't call you that… might call you slut though"

The squeal of brakes slammed on as Puck turned his head, was his love of cock that obvious? Was he still drooling? Oh god he was, he felt a little of it on the edge of his lip and he was reaching up to wipe it, but Cody beat him too it by reaching his hand over and gently as possible he ran his thumb over those perfect lips and collecting the little bits of saliva on Puck's lip.

"I'm not a-"

"Oh please, you've been gagging for my Candy Cane since I sat down. Don't worry though, I have an idea… just do what I say"

The feeling in Puck's pants was simple… tightness. His cock was thick and hard against his thigh as this Santa Claus sent from Satan reached over and rubbed his thigh gently.

"Just keep driving till we get to the next little B & B on this one cactus road… then you and me are having us some quality time"

The drive was longer than any drive that Puck had ever been on. Not only was the sun beating down on them, he was more turned on than ever and he was unable to act on his wanton lust because he was driving.

It took a solid hour before Puck found a B & B; a truck was already parked outside so it clearly took people in off the road without a booking. Puck leapt out and he ran to the admin building, demanding a key for a room and a 'Do Not Motherfucking Disturb' sign before coming out, he saw Santa sitting on the front of his car, leaning back like he was in some kind of playboy pinup poster.

"Got the room?"

"Even if I didn't you'd be sticking it in me in the parking lot. Come on Cringle" Puck grabbed the man's hand and dragged him eagerly along the parking lot to the dingy little room. It wasn't the most incredible hotel, the bed looked like it hadn't had the mattress changed in 12 years and he was sure those curtains were see through but he didn't care, there was a hot guy with a flawless body wanting him and he was going to have him.

Firmly Puck kissed those lips and pulled Santa by his suspenders and moaned as the man was soon lying on top of him on the bed "You don't mind if I keep calling you Santa right?"

"Don't care what you call me as long as I get in that ass" Santa/Cody moaned as he reached down to pull at Puck's pants and pulling them down without a care, exposing that muscle man ass to the air and leaned in hard, sticking his peppermint flavoured tongue deep into that ass and curled it like an expert, which he was, and getting a scream of pleasure out of Puck who was trembling already. He hadn't even gotten that cock in him yet but he was already at the height of pleasure.

Casually as he could, Santa reached to his red woollen pants and pulled open the little fly and reaching into his boxers and pulling out his cock. He pulled back "Look at it whore" he barked, Puck turning instantly to see the thick 8 incher that was peeking out of the Santa pants looking red and eager "You like the look of that prick boy?"

"Yes Santa"

"Good boy… now if you want me to keep eating out that cunt you got, come suck Santa's cane"

Puck flipped around happily, laying on his stomach on the bed with his ass up high and begging for attention as he leaned in and opened his mouth wide to take in that big thick cock, his hand on the base as he moved down the shaft.

With every inch of his cock that vanished into those slutty lips, Cody moaned lower and lower and after a moment he couldn't resist but go "Ho Ho Ho… Ho knows how to suck Santa off!" his voice was low and full of raw lust that filled the room as he let Puck suck his cock eagerly as he possibly could.

Minutes ticked by with Puck gulping down that length eagerly as he could, looking up over those perfect abs that were better than any he'd seen… OK maybe not Mike and Sam's but it was close, they were chiselled and his hands reached up to trail over them as he sucked off that length with everything he had. He felt it pressing against the back of his throat, Cody's muscular hips pushing back and forth to get it to hit the back of his throat.

The Sexy Santa felt his cock getting slicker and slicker with Puck's hot mouth's actions. He looked down and he moaned out happily as he licked his lips as slowly as possible and he pulled back "Good slut… you're going to get something special"

With a flourish of motions Cody grabbed Puck and tossed him up so the man was facing the head of the bed, with a few little motions he made Puck grip the headboard and he got right behind him.

"Santa…"

"…Santa's going to cum down your chimney slut"

In one hard fast motion Cody slammed his cock balls deep inside that hot tight little ass and Puck couldn't make a sound, and lord knows he wanted too but that cock fit inside his ass so perfectly that it took his breath away.

There wasn't time to react, Cody was slamming that hole hard and fast, pounding the power bottom with pure passion and he spanked that ass. He put everything into it, he was determined to bring Puck pleasure that the teen hadn't experienced before.

That certainly described how Puck was feeling right now. He hadn't felt pleasure like this before, Cody was owning his ass and every time he thrust in all the way Puck felt that fabric brushing against his tight little ass and he made strangled sounds of pleasure, pushing back to get as much in him as he possibly could.

Every single thrust cause the head of the bed to slam against the wall, a dent forming in the cheap paintjob on the wall "FUCK SANTA BLAST MY CUNT WITH THAT FUCKING CUM!" he screamed, finally finding his voice, croaky though it was. Cody did exactly as promised, he thrust in hard and he came deep inside that tight little ass hard as he could and the pleasure that Puck felt as his orgasm hit him made the man black out.

When Puck regained consciousness he slowly rolled onto his back, letting out a sigh and reaching for what he thought was Cody, but turned out to just be Puck's clothing. He raised his eyebrow and then he heard a car starting. Getting up, Puck walked to the window and looked out and saw Sexy Santa driving his car. Puck pulled the door open and ran out butt naked "FUCKING SANTA CLAUS! BRING BACK MY FUCKING CAR!" he screamed, running to the road with his cock flapping about in the breeze to see his car going off into the distance.

"Fuck… now how'm I going to get home" he muttered, before he looked about and saw the truck driver that'd parked outside the rooms approaching his truck. Puck walked over to him "Dude… if you give me a ride, I'll give you a ride you'll never forget"

Puck was definitely going to have a very fucking merry Christmas.