Chapter 2 - A Sticky Situation
Puck reached into the drawer and pulled out a jar of peanut butter. He glanced over to Sam, who had an uncertain complexion on his face. "Your turn now," Puck said as he climbed back into the bed, his cock still poking up. But before Sam could say anything Puck flipped Sam over, his hands fondling over the belt buckle.
"Now wait a minute, what's the peanut butter for?" Sam asked, grabbing Puck's hand.
"I think you know, Trouty Mouth. And you get some new pants! How do you expect the Sex Shark to work if you wear a belt as tight as your virgin ass and jeans that won't come off?" Puck said, sexual frustration plastered on his face.
Sam laughed and pulled Puck up to a heated kiss. "If this is happening," Sam said pulling away for an instant, "no more 'Trouty Mouth.' I hate that name." Puck nodded and forced his lips back onto Sam's.
As their tongues fought, Sam made a quick maneuver and his pants were off in an instant. Puck pulled off the blonde's shirt and Sam pushed the mohawk back down to the cock waiting for him. "Now get back down there!" Sam prompted, the want obvious in his voice.
"Hold on there, man," Puck said as he opened up the jar of peanut butter.
"Forgot about that," Sam said hesitantly, "I'm not so sure about it. If that's chunky, it ain't happening. And it'll be so damn sticky."
"It's smooth, not that crunchy type. Don't worry about the mess. We'll shower after. Your sweet cock will be fine. Actually on second thought, it won't be when I'm done with it." And before Sam could object any further, Puck grabbed the two belts lying amongst the tangle of clothes on the floor and whipped each one around both of Sam's hands and onto the bed posts. He pulled Sam's legs so they gripped onto Pucks back and lathered his cock with peanut butter.
"You couldn't get my belt undone before but you can tie both of my hands on the bed posts in less than 10 seconds?" Sam teased.
"Shut up and let me work," Puck said, clearly ready to suck Sam's cock. Puck grabbed the jar and dipped it over Sam's cock. Fully basked in peanut butter, Puck licked up and down the shaft, holding it upright with his right hand whilst his left hand massaged Sam's right thigh. Sam moaned and bucked his hips up, his cock poking Puck in the cheek, leaving peanut butter smeared on his face. Puck crawled up the bed and Sam licked off the peanut butter.
Puck moved back down and enclosed his mouth around the erection. He slowly moved up and down, tasting the peanut butter and swirling his tongue around the point on the back of Sam's cock under the tip. Through the intense moans of Sam, Puck discovered that spot was Sam's weakness. He realized that if he kept at that point Sam would cum, and Puck wanted to enjoy this for as long as he could. Puck kept sucking and swishing his tongue around until the cock was shining. With another lathering of peanut butter Puck continued to suck Sam off. After some time, Sam was groaning so loud that both of them couldn't hear Sam's phone vibrating amongst the clothes on the floor. Finally, Sam gave a strangled cry and Puck realized that he couldn't take anymore and he was ready to taste Sam's cum. Still covered in peanut butter, Puck moved to Sam's weak spot and swirled his tongue around a few times. With no warning but an increased volume in moans, Sam screamed and cum shot into the roof of Puck's mouth. Puck didn't pull off until he was sure Sam had finished. With a mouth full of peanut butter and cum, the salty and sweet flavors wrestled to make a perfect blend. With Sam's cock still hard, Puck covered it with contents of his mouth and pulled off.
"Looks like some kind of peanut butter milkshake, right?" Puck said, laughing and staring at it longingly.
Completely breathless after the orgasm, Sam managed a weak laugh. Puck sucked it all off and swallowed, then kissed Sam on the mouth. With his breath back Sam finally said, "Tastes good."
Puck undid Sam's hands and sat upright on the bed. Sam sat up next to him, naked skin touching. Both panting a little, Puck said "Is this going to be all about sex or what? Because I know I've been a crappy boyfriend to the chicks in the past but...I really care about you Sam. And after hearing about your family and when you left...I cried, and couldn't stop crying at night. All the drama with Beth, Quinn and Shelby were just efforts to distract me from facing my real feelings about you."
Sam looked at Puck, but before he could respond his phone rang, displaying four missed calls and three text messages, all from the current caller, Brittany.