Date: Tue, 1 Feb 2011 19:04:57 -0700 From: Jake Brown Subject: Glee Season One part 2- Showmance This story is a complete work of fiction and all characters are copyrighted to FOX. This is in no way a representation of the sexuality of the actors. Puck wasn't a fan of being in the celibacy club, but he did love seducing the virgins. Something about a tight pussy really made his cock rock hard. For the first thirty minutes, the boys and girls separate. The girls usually just talk about ways to get out of having sex, but the guys usually talk about how to get off without the girls, or how to not cum in your pants when you're making out. "So, how far does Quinn let you get anyways?" a guy asked Finn. "We make out, grind a little bit," Finn answered back. "But how to keep from 'arriving' early. Every time I make out, 'Cinco-do-Mayo,'" Jacob Ben Israel asked the cool quarterback. "That's not a problem for me," Finn answered back, which was actually a lie. Despite doing everything he can, he finds himself jizzing in his undies every time he even gets close to feeling Quinn up. Puck, the only non-virgin there, added in, "don't you guys remember what we talked about last time? All you have to imagine is something so horrible to you, that it's an instant boner killer. Remember how Finn said that he imagines hitting that mailman in his car, think of something like that. Did any of you guys work on it alone like I explained?" "Yeah, I tried. Every time I masturbate, I try to think of the one time I saw my grandma naked. But, it doesn't matter. I still cum," a celibacy club member said. "It's because you're waiting too long. You have to pay more attention to what you're feeling. Get to know your cock¸ he's the best friend you'll have," Puck answered back. "But how do you know you're about to?erupt?" the same member asked. "Jesus, do I have to really explain it for you girls? Better yet, I'll show you how to do it right. Everyone drop your pants. Finn, lock the door. It's about time you learn something useful at this school," Puck said, while already unbuckling his belt. "Dude, what are you doing?" Finn asked confused. He thought that Puck wanted them to all drop their pants and whack off in front of one other, but that couldn't be right? "Just lock the damn door, Finn. And drop your pants. I know you won't be shy with that monster you have to show off," Puck ordered. As Finn locked the door, Puck already had his pants to his ankles. He was actually wearing underwear this morning, a loose fitting pair of boxers that was showing off his tent he was creating by rubbing his cock with the hand that was inside of his boxers. Puck wasn't shy about his body, especially about his cock, but he certainly didn't want to pull it out in front of all of these losers. Being Jewish, he was circumcised and had a somewhat larger than normal penis, at seven inches. He was extremely thick though, even soft. Finn had him beat in length while soft, but he was thicker, something he made sure Finn knew. All the guys looked around nervously. Half unzipped their pants, the other were standing awkwardly with their arms crossed, looking at one another. "Come on, you guys all have the same junk. Besides, we're not doing this to gawk at one another, we're doing this to teach you losers how a man controls his own juices. Now, pull down your pants. You can leave it all in your underwear like me, but get yourselves hard," Puck explained. Finn, always having his buddy's back. Quickly agreed and pulled down his levis. It was then he realized that all his boxer briefs were dirty, so he was wearing his old whitie tighties. They didn't leave much room for his cock when it was limp, let alone when it was hard. He didn't care though, he wouldn't leave his friend to be the only one with his pants down. "Now, if you're like Finn here, and you're cock is too big for it's own good, then you can go ahead and whip it out. Don't be shy, and don't look at it. Go ahead Finn, let it free," Puck told his buddy. Finn's heart was beating. He's been naked in front of guys hundreds of times before. He's even been hard a few times in the locker room, but this was feeling completely different for him. It actually turned him on even more. As he slowly slide the tightie whities all the way down to his ankles, and stood at full attention in front of the rest of the club, everyone's eyes were on him. "Alright, now that we all have seen Finn's monster of a cock, we can all do the same and drop our pants and get started," Puck told the group. The entire group did as they were told. They all tried to get hard while keeping their underwear up. After only a few seconds, Puck remembered he had a PlayBoy in his backpack. He pulled it out and started tearing the pages and handing each guy a different picture. "Now, that you are all hard," Puck said while staring at the ten different tents he saw in front of him. "I want you to jack off normal, but, you'll start to feel a tingling right below your dick, your balls will start to rise up into your body, and your cock will get even harder, though, by the looks of things, some of you already look like you're as hard as you can get." "When that happens," Puck continued, "you'll want to completely let go, and think about that thought. Concentrate on it, until your dick is completely soft. Now, if you're not sure when you will cum, you can stop at any moment. Better yet, let's have everyone try it. Think of whatever you want that will make your dick soft again. Go on. I know it's hard to stop once you started, but you can finish up later. Right now, we need to practice this." Everyone did as he said, with some of the guy's boners going down instantly, others took a little more time. "Alright, that wasn't bad," Puck continued coaching them. "Some of you need to change your thoughts to something a little more powerful. This time, we're going to try something a little more advanced. You're not going to let go of your dick when you start trying to get it limp. You'll keep stroking until it's fully soft. It's hard, but possible. It's just mind over matter guys." All the teenage boys started rubbing their cocks again. Most of them shot right back to their stiff positions, and within 20 seconds, all of them were hard. But this time, some of the guys pulled down their boxers either to just below their balls, around their hips, or all the way down to their ankles. They all really got going. Puck, became a little too into his own jack off fantasy, and forgot to remind them to make sure they didn't take it too far. "Oh shit," the guy to Puck's right mumbled to himself. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" Puck turned and got in his face to try to help him not cum. He yelled, "I know you're not about to cum, think of your grandma! Think of a rotting dead cow. Think of?" But Puck didn't even finish when the guy's sperm came flying out of his cock and all over Puck. After about four strong sperm squirts, the rest of it just oozed out. "Fuck," is all Puck could say. "Just for that, you're going to have a special little job at the end of the class. Now go get me a towel or something." Everyone else in the last stopped what they were doing to witness what was happening, but only a few of their cocks actually went down. "You know what, fuck this. Everyone can practice this at their own houses. Besides, we're almost out of time before we have to meet the girls. Now, today we're going to play a game with them of a putting a balloon between our crotches, to see if we can control our own dicks to not get hard. To help us with that, we're all going to have to cum right now. It'll help take the edge off. Now, since this dipshit of a guy didn't follow directions, he's the one that gets to clean up all the cum we're going to shoot?off of his own body." Puck pointed to the guy that cummed on him earlier. "Get on your knees down here. Now, everyone bring it in, and aim your dick tips at him. When you're going to cum, just let him have it. It'll teach him a lesson." By this point, all the guys lost their inhibition, and brought it close at once. Some of them were even bumping elbows with the guys next to them. Left and right they started to cum. Finn shot a huge load that went all over his back, and slowly dripped down his ass crack. Puck though, he was waiting. He wanted everyone to see what he was going to do." "Hey, shit for brains. Look up at me." Puck ordered the cum slave. And just then, he pumped his seven inch cock harder, and started to cum all over this face, nine hot shots of sperm total. "Now," Puck addressed the rest of the club while pulling up his pants, "any questions before we leave to meet up with the girls?" ********************** Will Shuester , in order to make some extra money, decided to work as a night janitor to help save up for the down payment of his wife's dream house. While he was cleaning one of the science rooms, the hot guidance counselor he always loved to flirt with walked in. "Oh goodness, I'm so embarrassed," Will said to her shyly. "Don't be. I understand why you're doing it, and I even think it's great you're willing to work so hard for something you want," she replied. "And, I can see that you need some help. Because of my phobia of being dirty, I'm really good at getting things cleaned." "Alright, but only if I can help you with your problem," Will agreed, as he slowly walked over to her. He got some chalk dust on his finger, and slowly wiped it on her nose. His face was only inches from hers, and he could already feel his cock rise from being that close to her. "It's lame, I should, I should go," Emma said as she walked out the door. However, neither knew that the football coach that wanted Emma so bad was watching from outside the window. The encounter made him furious. He was still trying to get her to date him, and yet she still loved the glee director over the football coach. He was going to teach Will a lesson. "Hi buddy," Ken Tanaka said as he walked in the door. "Oh hi, I didn't realize anyone else was here," Will said trying to cover his hard-on with his rag he was using to wipe the desks. "Don't play dumb Shuester," Ken said angrily. "I saw your little chat with Emma. Let me guess, my name didn't come up again, did it?" "No," Will said, trying desperately to take his mind off of her so his cock would go back to sleep. "Yeah, and I'm judging by the convenient placing of your rag, you really enjoyed your time with her tonight, didn't you?" Ken asked. "Ummm?" Will was left speechless. "Look, I'm sick of coming second best to you, tonight, I'm going to teach you a lesson. And you're going to take it or I'm going straight to your house to tell your wife of your relationship with Emma." Ken threatened. "Look, I promise I'll stop. Let's just bury the hatchet," Will told Ken. "The only thing that I'm going to bury tonight, is my cock in your ass. That's right. The only way to teach you who truly is better is by me pounding your glee ass right now," Ken said, already unzipping his pants. Despite not nearly having the body Will does, Ken was still proud of his physical appearance, and wasn't shy about it in the least. "Now you hold on, there is no way that I'm letting you do that. Isn't there something else I can do to prove that I won't continue with Emma?" Will begged, while eyeing the tent that was forming in Ken's jock strap. "Nope, now drop your pants and grab your ankles." Ken ordered. Already having his shorts around his ankles, and his hand down his jock strap pouch, playing with his hard cock. Will just stood there. "Do you think I'm kidding. I fuck you now, and then you stop flirting with Emma, or else I'll really show you who is more of a man. Will, never has been fucked by a guy, and wasn't entirely excited for what was about to happen, but didn't see much of a choice. Luckily, by the bulge in Ken's jockstrap pouch, he didn't look to be too big. He slowly unzipped his pants, slid them off his ass, and bent himself over one of the desks, leaving Ken a clear shot to Will's asshole. "Now, ever though I'm doing this to teach you a lesson. I won't jam it all up there at first. But, once I get going, there isn't any guarantees," Ken said, as he got his 5 and a half incher ready to plow Will's sweet ass. Despite it being very hairy, it still turned Ken on. He hasn't had sex with anyone in over two years, and his dick was throbbing for this. After a few tries, and a lot of lube he had in his fanny pack, Ken finally got the tip of his cock up Will's ass. Will was gripping the sides of the desk very tightly. "Just relax and take it Will and arch your back more, it'll make it easier for you," Ken said as he slid even more of his cock up the unexplored asshole. After a few minutes. He had the whole thing up there, and was slowly working his cock in and out. He started to really get into it. "Fuck yeah, Will. See how football players will always outpower the glee club losers," He said while slapped Will's ass a few times. Will just kept clinging on to the desk for dear life. But, as much as it hurt, it started to really feel good. With each thrust, Will could feel his own cock getting harder. He didn't want Ken to see this, so he pushed it down and used the desk to keep it that way. "Now who is the bigger man Will?" Ken asked as he pounded Will's ass harder than ever. "If only Emma could see this. She would see who the real man was, and who the asshole was." He slapped Will's ass again. "Don't worry, it's almost over. I'm about to cum." By that point, Will was absolutely loving it. A puddle of his precum was on the ground, he thought that if Ken didn't cum soon, he would cum himself, without even touching his own cock. Ken, after two years of not having sex, couldn't last very long and pulled out his cock to cum all over Will. "Now turn around and get on your knees," Ken ordered. Will, completely turned on by this point, readily agreed. After seeing Will's boner, Ken said, "What the fuck Shuester? You're actually into this? Well, you'll love what's about to happen next. I'm going to cum all over your fucking face. Now, rub my cock until I jizz all over you." Will started to rub Ken's cock rigorously, as well as his own, until he saw Ken's balls get tight and his whole body got tense. "Fuuuuuck, I'm gonna cummmm," Ken moaned. Then, the first spurt of his manseed hit Shuester right in the forehead. After about nine streams of cum, Ken finally started to drizzle. Will then started to shoot, and added to all the cum on his face and chest. Ken looked down at Will, who was covered in cum, and said, "Now, you better stop flirting with Emma, or I'll have to teach you a real lesson. ********************** The glee club members were all freaking out. Mr. Shuester had scheduled an assembly for them to perform at this Friday in order to recruit more members to join. They needed at least twelve to compete in sectionals. The problem was Mr. Shue chose a horrible disco song to perform, and all of them were against it. Rachael came up with an idea to save the assembly, and called a glee meeting to share her ideas. "Can I once again say that I think this is social suicide," Artie said. "It's not going to be suicide, because we're going to give them what they want," Rachael said. "Blood?" Kurt asked. "No. Sex. We're going to do 'Push It'" Rachael said, proud of her idea. "I already have the music here, and I have some ideas on some choreography. After a couple hours trying to stage it all, they decided to call it a day, and work on it more tomorrow. AS they were leaving the practice room, Finn noticed Artie looked even more nervous now than he did before the change of plan for the assembly. "What's up Artie?" Finn asked, as he started to help push Artie out of the door. Artie was in a wheelchair since a car accident that happened when he was younger. "Nothing. It's just the song choice. I understand it's a great idea, I just find it hard to do some of those moves without feeling totally inadequate. I've never even kissed a girl, let alone 'pushed it' with her. How am I supposed to feel sexy doing that? I'll just hold the group back." "It's not about feeling sexy. It's just for fun. Once the other students see how much fun we're having, they'll wanna join too. Besides, can I tell you a secret? I'm a virgin too, and I bet everyone else in the club is too." Finn comforted Artie. "Yeah, but at least you have a girlfriend. I bet you grind on her and make out a lot, huh? See, I've never even done that." Artie said. "I know this is none of my business, but are you completely paralyzed from the waist down?" Finn asked nervously. Artie instantly understood, "Oh no, My junk works just like yours. If not, even more, because of my lack of access to get off. The only time I can really relieve some of my tension down there is when I'm in the bath, because of easy clean up, but I don't want to bathe in my own sperm. But if I don't do it there, when I cum, some of it could get on the floor, and then how am I supposed to clean it up? I once couldn't take it anymore, and finally jacked off in my room. I got it everywhere. I pretended to be studying until my dad came home to have him clean it up. But, it was still embarrassing. He told me not to worry about it, and he would clean it up whenever I needed to do it. I thanked him, but I couldn't go through that again. It was so awkward." "Oh wow dude, I couldn't imagine. I have to rub one out before school, or else I can't even function. How about you come over, and I can help you with you situation," Finn told Artie. Finn was really turned on with what happened at the celibacy club, and wanted to reenact that, even if it was just with Artie. Artie froze, but Finn kept pushing him. Artie wasn't sure what exactly Finn was inviting him to do, but he knew that it would involve him jacking off (he just wasn't sure Finn was going to be there or not) but he always wanted to have friends, and the idea of hanging out with the star quarterback for an afternoon made him really excited. "Sure," Artie said after realizing Finn was waiting for an answer, "let me just call my mom. Do you want me to get her to come drive me over in the van?" "No, it's cool. I live a block away. Tell her that you'll stay over for dinner. My mom has a shift until late tonight, so that'll give you plenty of time. I bet you have quite the build up to make up for," Finn said, already starting to get a hard-on. Finn made small talk the rest of the way to his house, and Artie was nervously trying to figure out what exactly was going to happen. Whether Finn wanted to do it with him, or whether he just was volunteering to clean up. Before Artie knew it, Finn was wheeling him into his room. "I know it's not much, but this is it," Finn said, pointing around his room. "No, it's cool. So, uhh?" Artie said, trying to figure out if he was the one that was supposed to ask for some privacy, or not. "So, I bet you're pretty anxious to get started. I have some magazines, but I've used them since I was 13 when Puck stole them from the store for us to look at. But, most of the pages are stuck together. I do have a laptop, but we just have dial-up, so it takes about 30 minutes for a picture to finally be loaded. It's up to you," Finn said, as he took off his shoes. "The magazines would work. I actually have a pretty good imagination, so I probably won't even need them. Um," Artie asked Finn anxiously, "are you going to do it too?" "Well, yeah," Finn said taking off his shirt, but leaving on a wife beater. Finn had a really good body, and in nothing but a wife beater, you could see his developed chest and arms really well. He was already slightly turned on, so his hard nipples were showing too. "Haven't you jacked off in front of another guy? It's not like we're going to jack off each other. Now, do you want this Playboy or Hustler? I like the Playboy more, but the only pages you can really still see are the articles. I do have this one full of Asians girls that I haven't used yet. It doesn't do much for me." Artie had a crush on the Asian glee member, Tina, so that one actually would've been his first choice anyways. "Yeah, I'll take the Asian one." "Cool," Finn said throwing him the magazine. "Now, do you need help taking off your pants. I don't like to jack off with my pants on. You want the bed? You can sit here and rest your back against the wall. Come on, I'll carry you over." In one motion, Finn jumped over to Artie and carried him to his bed. "Thanks, could you pull down my pants if I raise myself up with my arms? I could do it, but it takes longer than you think, and I don't want you to laugh at me trying to do it myself," Artie asked. "Sure thing pal. Here's a towel we can lay down beneath you so I don't have your ass print on my sheets," Finn said, as he first layed the towel down beneath Artie raising himself up, and then pulled down his pants. Artie forgot to undo his suspenders, so Finn had a hard time with it at first, but they quickly had his pants off and ready to go. Finn stared at Artie for a few seconds, surprised on how white and skinny his legs are. It made his dick look that much bigger. "I know, I'm really self-conscious about my legs. It's funny, I'm more nervous about that then I am about you seeing my junk," Artie confessed. "Yeah, I've seen plenty of balls before, but never seen legs like these. They aren't that bad, and we all have things we don't like about our bodies," Finn comforted him. "I guess I should probably drop trou too, to help make this a little less awkward." Finn quickly unzipped his pants and pulled down his jeans and boxers. He then took off the wife beater, and stood in front of Artie completely naked. He had a semi already, and watched as Artie took off his own shirt. "Wow, I didn't expect you to have a 6 pack, or a chest like that," Finn said, as he now checked out Artie's upper body. "Yeah, wheeling yourself around, and having to pick yourself up a lot will do that to you," Artie said, trying to sound as casual as he could while laying naked in front of Finn. "Do you mind if I sit next to you? There isn't a chair in here, and my bed's big enough I think," Finn asked. "Yeah, sure," Artie answered, unsure if he was actually okay with it, but not wanting to seem lame to the cool quarterback. "Cool," Finn said, as he jumped on the bed and position himself to Artie. "I don't know about you, but I'm already good to go. Just tell me when you're gonna cum." "Uh, alright," Artie said. Finn, being the one that instigated this whole situation, started to slowly rub his cock. Artie was shocked with how big it was. Artie's seen porn before, but never a dick this big up close. The only other cock he's ever seen was his dad's he sees when his dad gives Artie a shower when there isn't enough time for a bath. Artie has even seen his dad hard a few times in the shower, but he was still a few inches smaller than Finn. "How big is that?" Artie asked, surprised that he actually said that out loud. He quickly blushed, and looked away. "Oh, this," Finn said gripping the base of his cock. "I'm actually not too sure. Last time I measured it was 10 inches. Here, let me get a ruler. Finn said as he rolled off the bed over to his desk. He pulled out a tape measure, and got back on the bed. "Let's get ourselves good and hard first, and then we'll measure," Finn said as he started to stroke his dick again. After a few moments, Finn reached for the tape measure, and pulled it from the base of his cock to the tip. "It says I'm a little more than ten inches. A little bigger than last time. Here, you go," Finn said as he tossed the tape measure on Artie's lap. "Alright, but don't laugh at me," Artie said as he stretched out the measure along the top of his penis. "It says I'm just over 6 inches." Oh, that's not small at all. You'd be surprised how small of dicks some guys have." Finn said, trying to comfort Artie. "I like how our dicks look a lot alike. Did you see how they both slightly curve to the right at the end," Finn said. It wasn't much of a curve, in fact, Artie wouldn't've noticed it if Finn didn't point it out. They were also both cut, and both had very plump heads. "Alright, less chit chat, and more jizzing," Finn said as he started to pump his cock faster. They both took their eyes off each other, and put them on the magazines. Finn started to rub his nipples, while Artie stroked his dick with his left hand, the one further from Finn, and his right arm went across his chest, to be sure it didn't accidently touch Finn. Finn, on the other hand, poked out his elbow, so that it would bump up against Artie's as much as possible. It didn't take long before Artie felt like he was about to cum. "Hey Finn, I think I'm about to shoot," Artie said, unsure why Finn wanted to know. "Me too. Here, let's try to shoot together. Gimme me a sec," Finn said, really getting into his pleasuring himself. "Okay, I'll try," Artie said, slowing down his rhythm. After only about twenty seconds, Finn yelled out, "Alright. Let's do this." He tossed his magazine to the side, and Artie did the same. "Are you gonna shoot?" Finn asked. "Yeah, any moment now. Oh?.here it comes!" Artie moaned in pleasure, as he started to cum all over his body. The first shot went over his head, and hit the wall. The second one hit him right in the glasses, and the next 6 all landed on his chest. Watching Artie shoot, Finn started to cum before Artie even finished. "Now it's my turn. Ohhh," Finn groaned. His cum didn't shoot nearly as far, but he did have about 4 spurts land on his 6 pack abs. They both laid there, panting hard. Finn looked over, noticed the cum dripping off of Artie's glasses, and laughed, "I guess it's a good thing you were wearing glasses." "Yeah. You got something I could clean them off with?" Artie asked. "Yeah, let's get cleaned up." Finn reached over, and threw a washcloth to Artie to wipe off his glasses and chest. Artie started to wipe off the cum from the wall as Finn said, "I can't believe you cummed that hard. I don't think I ever have done that. Now, do you feel better? I bet that will release a lot of stress." "Yeah, it did, but I still don't feel sexual at all. I mean, nothing about me says 'sexy,'" Artie said. "Whatever dude, you're hot. Look at your upper body, with all the cum on it. Look how much cum even went down into your pubes. They look drenched," Finn said. Finn didn't have much hair, as he kept his bush pretty trimmed. He never shaved it all off, because he was afraid he would get a cut and have to explain it to his mom why he had to go to the doctor for stitches on his ball sac. "Yeah, I guess," Artie said, while trying to dry off the cum from his body hair. "Now, let's go over those dance moves. Then, maybe we can have some more fun again," Finn said smiling. Any comments would be appreciated perdidoporenquanto@gmail.com Especially if it's to tell me you actually read/liked this so I can keep writing.