Chapter 8: Plans

Pairing Rory/Finn

Finn's room

POV Rory

"Hey Finn", I greeted my boyfriend, who was chilling on his bed watching TV in his birthday suit as usual. Ever since Carol and Burt went on vacation, the couple only put on clothes to go to school. Kurt basically lived at Rachel's house in their post-breakup-meltdown. So Finn and I had the house to ourselves and boy did we take use of that. Not only have we had sex in every room of their house, we also started to really love being naked around each other to the level where it felt awkward to actually wear clothes.

"Oh, look at you all wet," he grinned.

"Well, you know I kinda expected you to jump in the shower with me."

"I just thought we could take a break for an hour."

"I never thought I'd hear those words from you."

"Hey Ror, come here. We need to talk."

"That sounds serious," I said, sitting down next to him.

"It is actually. Puck texted me."

"What's up with him?"

"He is kinda down."

"Why?"

"He is lonely. He thought that we just found this fuck buddy bond taking our friendship to the next level and now it's all over."

"Why is it over?"

"Well, we are exclusive, right?"
"We never talked about that. But we actually should."

"Do you want to be exclusive?", Finn asked me.

"There are a lot of hot glee guys, you know?"

"How about we make a deal, Flanagan? As long as the guy is in glee club, we can do whatever we want with them. If not, only threesomes are allowed."

"I love you so much, Finn Hudson"

"I love you too."

I leaned into a kiss. He gladly took the offer and soon I felt his manhood press against my leg.

"What happened to taking a break?", I asked laughing.

"Oh I just cannot help myself when you are around."

We started making out, celebrating our newfound freedom.

"Do you have anyone in mind already?", I asked Finn.

"Well, I would love to see, if Artie IS able to have sex."

"Wow, that is an interesting choice." I took his dick in my hand and started stroking the shaft, "Tell me about what you want to do with him."

"Well, I would kiss him first of course and then slowly add tongue. You know? Like this."

He kissed my lips opening them with the tip of his tongue and exploring the interior of my mouth.

"And then I would start pinching his nipples and suck on them a little to make him hot."

His mouth went down, kissing down my neck and over to my left nipple. He slowly nibbled on it while licking over it repeatedly. His hand went to my other nipple, stroking it at first and then going over to pinching it and even pulling on it a little.

"See? It works," he said pointing do my raging boner with his eyes.

I blushed a little to his amusement, while he continued his sex tale.

"When I had enough of his nipples, I'll do this."

He kissed down my torso until he was right over my crotch. He looked me in the eyes, while licking over my shaft, clearly enjoying himself. His tongue reached the tip of my cock and he started licking it, letting his tongue swirl around it. He then put the tip in his mouth and started to suck it. He slowly moved one hand to my balls, stroking them, which sent shivers over my body.

While Finn was still sucking the tip, I started to moan quietly. He took the sign and put more of my dick down his throat until he had it all in his mouth. One hand still massaging my balls, the other went to my butt and one of his fingers soon found the opening. He started to circle around with it until it slid right in. He started fingering me while still keeping on with the blowjob. Even after a week of sex, I didn't last very long. Soon I shot my load right down his throat.

Without saying a word, he moved his mouth to my hole, starting to lick it while my cum was still dripping out. He started rimming me until I was wet enough for three fingers to enter. He switched between fingering and rimming until he was hot enough to enter me with his throbbing dick. He put lube on it and slowly entered my hole. After the past few weeks, I really got used to being fucked and the pain was almost gone. The pleasure was still there though. He entered me adding more pressure until all of him was buried inside me. He paused and smiled at me, leaning in for a kiss, still tasting like cum. He pulled out and thrusted back in. Soon he was going faster and harder eager to shoot his load. Finn knew exactly how to hit my prostate until I was orgasming and tightened around him. That was too much pressure for him and he climaxed inside me. We fell on the bed exhausted but happy.

"So yeah, that pretty much is my plan. What is yours?", Finn asked.

I smiled at him.

"I know exactly who I want to fuck."

AN: SOO SOO SORRY. I am so busy atm. I have an idea how to write the next chaoter which should be up this week.