Authors note: I've read multiple fictions where people have called Puck's mother Ruth, so yeah I'm going to call her Ruth. :3

No beta, any mistakes are all mine, and I'm sure there will be a few!

Puck opened one eye to see his surroundings.

"Right. Kurt's house." He mumbled, turning back to face the wall. He squeezed his eyes closed and covered his head with his blanket, to avoid the annoying little ray of sunlight creeping through the crack of the curtains. Puck's head was already pounding in agony, he didn't need the sun to make it any worse. He began trying to remember his antics of the night before. Okay..last night...in the pool, shots, dancing, beer, more shots, stripping, more beer, in bed with Sam...fuck! Puck pulled the blanket from his head and slightly turned his head to side, opening one eye again. Sam was facing the door, still sound asleep. One thing Puck really liked about Sam was that the kid didn't snore, unlike Finn. When he and Finn shared a bed Puck was always up most of the night due to the tall teens irritating snore, he'd contemplated suffocating more times than he cared to count. He managed to muster up the energy to hold his upper-body up with his arm.

"Sam?" Puck nudged his arm repeatedly until he got a response.

"What?" Sam's voice strained, he didn't move though.

"Wake up man." Puck nudged him again, Sam had drifted back to sleep. "Sam!" Puck tried to yell, but he wanted to keep his voice to a least so he wouldn't draw any attention to the room.

"Okay..I'm awake." Sam sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"I need to talk to you, man." Puck joined Sam and sat next to him. Both of them had rested their heads on the headboard of the bed.

"About what?" Sam grabbed his phone from the night stand, checked the time and placed it back on the night stand. "Why are you waking me up at 7:30 am?" Sam asked. Puck knew he didn't mean anything by it, anyone would be moody if they were awoken after only three hours of sleep. Shit, Puck would have lashed out if it was him.

"I...uh...did I kiss you last night?" Puck cocked an eyebrow, he knew he did he just wanted Sam to confirm it.

"Yeah, you kissed Santana, Mercedes, Mike..." Before Sam could finishing Puck interrupted him.

"No, after that lame-ass game." Puck urged.

"Uh...well...yeah. I know you meant nothin' by it. You were drunk and horny and no one would have sex with you." Sam simply replied, he liked Puck more than he should, so he wasn't going to let something Puck would call a 'mistake' ruin their friendship.

"Oh...yeah...cool." Puck shrugged, smiling at Sam. Although, he felt very unsettled. He should be happy. Sam was just brushing it off, but why couldn't he?

"Wanna go downstairs, grab some coffee and help start tidying up or something?" Sam smiled, he was so sweet.

"No." Puck pouted.

"Too bad." Sam laughed, he got out of bed yawning, and began stretching out, causing his body to click in several places. Puck just watched as Sam's back muscles tightened and flexed. What the fuck is going on? Puck thought to himself after Sam walked into the en suit bathroom, taking his toothbrush and toothpaste with him.

"Be cool, Sam." The blonde repeated to himself while he ran his fingers through his hair. Sam held his toothbrush under the tap before applying some toothpaste.

Puck moved himself so his feet were firmly on the ground and rested his face in the hands. "Chill Puck, you're only like this because he's your best friend. You care about him." Puck's voice was barely a whisper as he tried to reassure himself. He jumped up and search for his phone, Sam had bought his clothes upstairs for him and folded them in a neat pile, he rummaged through his jeans, no phone. He grabbed his jack and found it securely in his pocket, he unlocked his blackberry and quickly before coming to a halt at a number. Sadie's number. Quickly texting.

'Hey pretty woman. Can I see u & Anne l8er? x' he pushed send, a minute later he got a reply.

'Of course sweetie. You can swing by our place at 6. See you then x', Puck let out a sigh before Sam emerged from the en suit bathroom.

"You can use it now." Sam smiled, Puck grabbed his own things before entering the bathroom. He used the toilet, brushed his teeth and splashed water on his face and walked back out.

"Okay now I need a coffee before I die." Puck laughed, Sam was just sat patiently on the bed.

"Aren't you going to put on a shirt?" Sam laughed.

"Fuck that, it's too hot man." Puck replied, he followed Sam down to the kitchen where they were greeted by Rachel and Mercedes.

"Morning, early birds." Puck smiled at the girls who were sat on stools at the island in the kitchen.

"Morning, ladies. You look...beautiful." Sam laughed, the girls both had their hair in lazy buns on their heads with mascara smudges underneath their eyes.

"Sam, I love you...but I will hurt you." Mercedes laughed. Sam joined them on a stool at the island.

"You guys woke early as well, then?" Puck asked, as he began making a pot of coffee.

"Sadly. Puck, you're very used to having hangovers. How long will it be before I stop dying, or am I actually dying?" Rachel muttered.

"You'll be good a new tomorrow, babe." Puck chuckled.

"How do you do this every weekend?" Mercedes mumbled.

"I usually wake up with some smokin' hot chick sucking my dick. So, I just deal with it." Puck smirked, resting his arms on the island opposite his friends.

"Delightful. I think I might puke again." Rachel's comment had everyone laughing. "I've never felt so vile before in my life." Rachel rubbed her head.

"A few aspirin and some coffee will make you feel better." Sam smiled, rubbing Rachel's back.

"Oh! I have some in my purse!" Rachel jumped up and ran out of the room, returning with a small pill bottle. "Would anyone else care for a few?" She smiled, everyone instantly held their hands out. "Oh, of course you do." Rachel laughed.

"Ladies how do you like your coffee?" Puck asked.

"White, no sugar." Sadie responded.

"I'll have the same." Rachel normally drank latte's and cappuccino's but now she's willing drink anything containing coffee.

"I like mine..." Sam began, only for Puck to laugh.

"You like it strong, white and one sugar. Dude, I've drunk a lot coffee with you, I know these things." Puck chuckled.

"Right." Sam laughed, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I've don't think I'll ever love you as much as I do right now, Puckerman." Mercedes laughed, as she savoured the taste of coffee in her mouth.

"You will always love me." Puck laughed.

"Thank you, Noah. I appreciate this." Rachel smiled, Puck had given up correcting her when she called him Noah instead of Puck, he and Rachel have a good friendship so he didn't mind much.

"Thanks man." Sam smiled.

"You're all welcome. Don't ever tell no one about this, Puckerman never makes people coffee." Puck chuckled, indulging in his own coffee. They all continued speaking, as the hour went by everyone except Finn and Quinn were in the kitchen.

"I've come up with a little plan to get this house clean. I want it shining from head to toe." Rachel smiled. Every one knew Rachel well enough not to argue with her, so they all just nodded. "Okay. I think the boys, being Mike, Noah and Sam, should start cleaning outside first, that's where most of the mess and heaving lifting will be found. Mercedes and I will begin cleaning the inside of the house. Santana, Brittany and Tina have been assigned to clean the bedrooms, Kurt and Blaine can see that everyone's cleaning, kind of supervise everyone, seeing as they were the one's who hosted it, they deserve to rest." Rachel smiled after reading the list she'd roughly written out.

"Why do we have to clean the rooms?" Santana spat.

"Well, seeing as the only things the bedrooms need doing are making beds and putting sheets in the washing machine, I thought you guys would appreciate the easy job I've assigned you." Rachel cocked her head, looking confused.

"Oh. Okay, we're in." Santana smiled, she stood and left the room with Brittany and Tina following her.

"Here you go boys." Rachel smiled, handing the boys trash bags. "Oh, Noah I almost forgot. Would it be a bother if you cleaned the pool?

"Nah, I can do that. Rather do that then clean up all of your puke from last night." Puck shot her a wicked flirtatious smile, causing a shiver to run through her.

"Thank you, Puck. It really means a lot. Blaine and I will be out there helping where we're needed." Kurt smiled.

"But I said..." Rachel spoke, but Kurt cut her off.

"Of course we're going to help, silly. Besides, some of that puke is Blaine's." Kurt laughed. They all laughed loudly, Blaine giggled before hugging his boyfriend.

"What would I do without you?" Blaine smiled.

"Wither away and die." Kurt giggled.

"You guys are cute." Puck laughed.

"Puck, you've come a very long way." Blaine smiled.

"What do you mean?" Puck cocked a brow,

"Well, you've gone from being homophobic and throwing slushies in out faces, to calling us cute." Kurt smiled, Puck took it all in slowly.

"I was an asshole before." Puck scratched the back of his head nervously.

"Agreed." Kurt chuckled.

"I'm sorry, guys. I should never of said anything even remotely homophobic, my god parents are lesbians. They'd cut off my balls if they knew how much of a dick I was." Puck said, sincerely.

"Don't apologise. We're all friends now." Blaine smiled.

"Sam's good ways been rubbin' off on him." Mercedes chuckled, everyone agreed and laughed.

"I'm a nice guy, what can I say?" Sam laughed, they continued to talk before Rachel insisted they started cleaning the house.

Two hours went by and everything was spotless. The back yard looked better than before, the aroma of disinfectant and summer breeze air freshener fought in the air, the surfaces around the house were shining and all the bedrooms clean and tidy.

"Dude, your house is fucking huge!" Mike beamed in amazement before sitting on the sofa in the games room, everyone was now fully dressed and showered.

"Thanks, my father had it all converted and extended multiple times." Kurt laughed.

"There is no way in hell we were even going to attempt cleaning Finn's shitpit." Santana spat, before she, Brittany and Tina took up some empty seats, being the last of the group to join.

"I wouldn't even send my worst enemy in that room." Kurt laughed. "I've tried giving him a lesson in hygiene, but he'll never learn. How hard is it to take a used plate and put it in the dishwasher? Kurt again laughed.

"Hey, has anyone else noticed his weird behaviour lately?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, he seems distant." Tina replied.

"Blaine and I have noticed as well. He comes home late, and he's always moody." Kurt added.

"That, my friends, is what you call 'being Quinn's boyfriend'. She can be a real bitch, always demanding things and taking her anger out on her boyfriend." Sam nodded his head.

"Ain't that the truth. I was only bangin' her and she was all 'I want this, I need that, you can't do this, you can't do that' and shit." Puck added, mocking her voice.

"Quinn's knows how to control a man. Always had, always will. I feel bad for whatever sad, pathetic loser becomes her husband. Trouty mouth was the same." Santana added, shaking her head.

"Quinn is sometimes mean." Brittany added.

"Poor Finn." Mike shook his head, everyone agreed with Mike.

"Don't get me wrong, they're still our friends but I can't help but feeling very pushed a side by them." Rachel replied.

"We can all agree with that." Blaine added.

"Don't sweat it, Quinn will get bored with him and try to get with some other douche bag." Santana folded her arms. "She chews 'um up and spits 'um out."

"Like you." Puck laughed.

"Hey, I'm a bitch. I walk like a bitch, I talk like a bitch and I act like a bitch. I don't pretend that I'm all sweet and innocent, boys know what they're getting into with me. And the occasional girl." Santana spoke truthfully.

"That is a good point." Mercedes pointed out.

"Chill babe, I know what you mean." Puck smirked, his phone buzzed and he quickly answered the phone.

"Hey, yeah..yeah, okay. We'll be there in a second, okay, bye." Puck ended the call. "Well guys, that's our ride. Awesome party man, catch you guys later." Sam stood and gave everyone a hug, he thank Kurt and Blaine and said goodbye.

"Who's giving us a ride?" Sam asked, following Puck.

"This guy, Brett. I clean his grandma's pool, I drink with him sometimes." Puck informed him, as they grabbed their things and left the house.

"Hey man. Sup, I'm Brett." Sam shook his hand, he was young, must have only been 20 but he looked very wealthy.

"I'm Sam." He smiled. They put their things in his SUV and got into the car, they all swapped particulars, they had arranged to go out for drinking together. Sam liked him, he was pretty cool. He had a similar built to Finn, dark hair, brown eyes, tanned skin.

"Here will do, man." Puck smiled at Brett.

"Sure thing." Brett smiled, pulling over to the side of the road.

"If you ever need a job, Sam, I'd be happy to use you for some pool cleaning and handy work." Brett smiled, shaking Sam's hand.

"Thanks man." Sam smiled back.

"Thanks for the ride man." Puck smiled.

"No problem, later guys." They got out of the car and began walking.

"He's awesome man." Sam smiled.

"He's a pretty cool man." Puck laughed. "He taught me a lot of what I know."

"So, what you doing later?" Sam asked.

"I'm busy 'til seven."

"What you doing 'til seven?" Sam asked, curiously. He usually knew all Puck's plans and this was the first he'd heard of this.

"I-I'm...uh...going to shower, sleep and then eat. Nothin' big." Puck answered, nervously.

"And that takes 3 hours?" Sam laughed, Puck tried thinking of something to say, but nothing came to mind.

"I'll pick you up and seven and we can play some Xbox and shit. I don't want to go out tonight." Puck asked, stopping at the point where they had to walk in separate directions, after a long awkward silence.

"Sounds cool, dude." Sam smiled.

"Cool." Puck gave Sam a bro-hug like he had done many times before, but this time Puck had dragged the hug out a lot longer than he usually did. He didn't know why, he just felt like he needed to hold him.

"Okay." Sam laughed awkwardly, patting Puck's back.

"Later man." Puck cheeks blushed and he quickly turned and walked away.

Puck got home, sat and ate some lunch with his mother and sister before he went to his room, undressed, got a towel and had a shower. He turned on the dial and adjusted the heat shuddering as he let the hot water run wild over his body. He stayed in the same spot for five minutes before he grabbed some body wash and began massaging it into his body. It came to attention that he was hard, so very hard. He smirked to himself as he slowly began pumping himself, he tried to picture Megan Fox, someone, any gorgeous girl that he usually thought of. That's when Sam popped into his head. Puck closed his eyes and tried to picture someone else. Again, Sam popped into his head. This time, Puck remembered when he was watching Sam bang whats-her-name in the motel room. Puck found himself throbbing for more attention know.

"Megan Fox. Emma Watson. Megan Fox and Emma Watson." Puck whispered to himself. It wasn't doing anything but make his erection go down. Again, Sam and that chick popped into his head, the way Sam bit his lip, clenched his jaw and flexed his muscles. He gave in, he took one had and began rubbing his balls in a circular motion and the other now grasped even tighter on his erection as he began rubbing himself even harder and faster. Puck remembered the girl screaming Sam's name as he fucked her, hard. Puck felt his stomach tighten and he was now pumping himself even harder than before. He shot his load all over himself.

"Fuck." He muttered.

Puck knocked at Sadie and Anne's door and waiting for someone to open it. Finally, he was greeted by Sadie.

"Hello, Noah. Come inside." She smiled.

"Hey Sadie, where's Anne?" Puck asked, kissing Sadie's cheek.

"In the kitchen." Sadie smiled and she followed Puck to the kitchen. Sadie and Anne spent more time in the kitchen than anywhere else in their luxurious house.

"Hello sweetie." Anne smiled, getting up and hugging Puck. "Would you like a drink?"

"I'm good thanks." Puck smiled taking a seat, but his facial expression turned serious as he furrowed his brow.

"What's wrong honey?" Sadie asked rubbing his back.

"This is really weird for me guys. You know you my friend Sam?" Puck looked at both women who were firmly seated in front of him.

"Oh, Sam! What a lovely boy!" Anne beamed.

"He's a darling." Sadie smiled.

"I know...okay so last night we went to a party and kissed in a stupid game of truth or dare." Puck's voice was low as if he was afraid people would hear.

"Okay..." Anne said, tilting her head to the side and giving him an encouraging smile.

"Well, we had to share a bed last night. I was pretty wasted, and I kissed him." Puck finally managed to speak, he looked at the women nervously.

"Okay..." Sadie mirrored Anne's posture and facial expression, knowing Puck wasn't done.

"This morning, I couldn't take my eyes of the guy. It feels like I have a crush on him, but I've never ever been interested in guys before. Do you think this is like, a phase or some shit? Even when I'm...masturbating...he comes into my head. I'm so confused." Puck was know playing with his hands and nervously tapping his leg on the floor.

"Puck, having those kinds of feelings for another person are completely normal. Maybe you've never been interested in guys before because you haven't found one that you find attractive" Sadie smiled, holding one of pucks hands with both of hers.

"I was straight up until I was sixteen and that's when I met Sadie. We were both outside of a store trying to score some booze, we met, and well, the rest is history." Anne added, taking Pucks other hand in hers and squeezing it.

"Am I gay?" Puck let a tear roll down his face, Sadie wiped it away before squeezing him tightly.

"What we're trying to say is, this might just be a phase or it might be the real thing. You need to test the waters, everyone's had at least one gay experience. Maybe if you and Sam...experiment, you can find out what your feelings mean." Sadie spoke softly as she stroked his mohawk.

Sam insisted that he drove his own car to Puck's place, and said he really needed to speak to him so Puck met him at the door.

"What's up man? Have you been crying?" Puck's eyes widened as soon as he saw Sam's eyes red and bloodshot.

"Ca...can we talk inside?" Sam's voice was quiet, Puck could tell Sam as going to cry again.

"Sure." Puck opened the door and walked inside, they were greeted instantly by Pucks mother.

"Hello, Sam." Ms Puckerman greeted, hugging Sam. She was very fond of him, she thought he was a good influence on Puck and just thought he was a very lovely person. She loved him like an adopted son. She broke the hug leaving her hands on his shoulders. "What's wrong honey?" She asked, warm, salty tears began running down Sam's face.

"We..we've lost..." Sam just cried even harder.

"Mama what's wrong with Sammy?" Sarah looked very upset so see Sam cry.

"Come here, gorgeous. Let's go in the living room and put Hannah Montana on." Puck smiled, picking up his little sister.

"I want to give Sammy a hug!" Sarah complained, Puck looked at Sam and he nodded.

"Okay, okay fine." Puck put his sister down and she flew into Sam's arms.

"I hope you get better Sammy." She whispered into his ear.

"Thanks, sweetie." Sam smiled, breaking the hug.

"Sarah, go in the living room with Puck." Ms Puckerman ordered.

"Okay, mommy." Sarah ran into Puck's arms and let him carry her into the living room. He put Hannah Montana on and turned to his sister.

"I need you to stay in here while me and Ma talk to Sammy, okay?" Puck smiled.

"Make Sammy feel better please, Noah?" Sarah loved Sam because he got down to her level and played dolls with him and made her laugh, she looked truly distraught to see him so upset.

"I will princess." Puck smiled, stroking her hair. Puck left the room and walked to the kitchen door where, inside, his mother was comforting Sam.

Puck took a moment to himself to take it all in, it hurt him to see Sam so distressed and upset. He finally managed to catch himself and he entered the kitchen.

"Sam, what's happened?" Puck was instantly at his side placing his large hand on the blondes shoulder.

"My mother lost her job and our savings, we're broke and they took our house." Sam couldn't make contact with anyone so he buried his head deeper into Ruth's shoulder.

"What the fuck? When?" Puck furrowed his brow.

"Today. When I got home they were there, I managed to save my comic books but that's it. My brother and sister..." Sam broke down crying even harder.

"It's okay, Sam. We'll do whatever we can to help you and your family." Ruth smiled, rubbing Sam's back.

"Where are your family staying?" Puck asked almost instantly.

"At my grandmas." Sam spoke, finally making eye contact with Puck.

"Okay, I'm going to help you through this. You're gonna be fine, dude." Puck reassured him.

"Noah, would you and Sam like to go upstairs? I'll check on Sarah." Ruth smiled.

"Sure, ma." Puck and Sam stood, but Sam gave Ms Puckerman a big hug.

"Thank you, Ruth." Sam whispered.

"Any time, honey. Stay as long as you like, you're not alone, okay?" Ruth gave him a sympathetic smile as she rubbed Sam's arm one more time before he and Noah left to go to Puck's room.

Ahh! So, what do you guys think? All reviews appreciated, until next time :D