Chase Puckerman

Blaine was quick to follow Chase upstairs, pleased with how easily the boy went along with his idea. It seemed like no one else had noticed them going upstairs, and Blaine hoped it would stay that way, or that it would at least take a while before anyone went looking for them. If the sounds of laughter downstairs were anything to go by, that wouldn’t be an issue. 

Blaine dropped down next to Chase onto the bed, looking around curiously. Although their families got together quite often, he didn’t exactly have the habit of spending time in Chase’s room. “Are you really going to show me something?” the older man asked with a fond smile, when he noticed that Chase had grabbed his laptop. “Or should we do something else…?” 

You think so? Maybe we should test that theory sometime…

With both Finn and Puck as well as Sam and Blaine being best friends, the two families spent quite a lot of time together. Blaine had seen Puck and Sam’s sons grow up alongside his own boys and he practically considered them family. He’d seen them grow into men, and lately he’d started noticing just how mature they were more and more. It was no secret that Blaine had had a massive crush on Sam back in high school (who could blame him?), and it was clear that Chase had been blessed with his father’s good looks. 

Blaine had noticed Chase staring at him – or rather, his ass – a few time that night, and finally decided it was time to take some action. While the others around them were busy with their own things, Blaine walked up to the boy, a small smirk on his face. “Chase? Didn’t you have a vlog you wanted to show me?… Upstairs?”

Chase had been a little captivated by the older man's ass that he’d barely registered that the other had actually turned around and walked over to him.  “Oh?” He said as he blinked a few times before he noticed that smirk on his “uncle’s” face.  “I..Yeah. Totally. It’s a good one as well.” He said easily before he pushed off the chair and gave a little nod back to the upstairs room. Thankfully both Blaine’s husband and the rest of the parents were caught up in what they were doing.

Why not have a little one on one time with his fathers oldest friend? Chase easily just jumped the steps two at a time before he led the older man into his room. The noise of the party was less intrusive here, even if you could hear Finn’s familiar laugh drifting up the stairs.  “Um..Let me just...” He had to find something fast as he grabbed his laptop and dropped onto the bed. 

Mostly asleep, Puck could feel the dip in his bed and it slowly stirred him awake, eyes opening until he could make out the presence of his youngest son sitting before him… wearing absolutely nothing part a tight pair of trunks. If he hadn’t already been aroused, the obscene bulge underneath the sheet evident of that, he was sure he’d have gotten hard at the mere sight. “Mm…” Puck mused, hand moving to find his youngest son’s body, pulling him close. “I’d love you too… You are quite the snack,” he said before he let his lips find his son’s in a heated, passionate kiss, tongue working its way into Chase’s mouth as one large hand ran down his back and slid underneath the fabric of his trunks, palming one of his big ass cheeks as he made out with him.

Chase glanced over at the sleeping body of Issac, smirking a little at the beautiful naked body barely covered by his sheet.  He’d somehow managed to steal Issac away and into his bed the night before. Granted that whole plan had mostly been fucking the redhead into the bed till he literally cried tears with how rough it was but..well, it worked out.  Though he did wonder if his brother had ever been curious where his boyfriend had gone. Chase knew the other had a rough time of it between Kaden and his brother.  God knows he worked with Kaden enough to get the other side of that particular story.  Chase leaned down to brush his lips along the boys bareback sweetly as his hand traced along his spine. 

“Morning Dad.” Chase murmured lightly as his body pressed down onto his father's bed. His pretty pale skin and dark eyes staring up at the other man for a moment.  Sam was..well, away on a modeling job and Chase had heard his father and one of his brothers going at it the night before. Properly Nate considering how high pitched those moans got when he was getting fucked. Chase was...well, a little jealous.  A little lacking in some attention.  Not to mention Chase had gotten his addiction for big cocks from his Father and..well, it was really his fault at the end of the day at how..slutty he could be for them.  Chase was only wearing a pair of thing black trunks as he stared down at his father. 

The family BQQ went on around Chase as he dropped into a seat nearest to Wyatt, his back leaning back against it as he peered over at the other boy. Both of sets of their parents were arguing about the actual cooking of the food and the rest of his brother were...well, god knows they might be fucking behind the shed for all Chase knew.  It wasn't the most unusual thing for their two families to be spending such close time together. Sam was Blaine’s best friend and..well, that meant family time was a huge sort of family time. 

Out of all the things Chase had expected to see at the post gym showers...Derek Chang’s soft cock was not among them. Even soft that thing was...well, impressive and Chase’s eyebrows went up at the sight as it walked past him as he untied his show, his movements stopping as the other walked right past him with his eyes at crotch level. Now, for the most part, Chase considered himself mostly a top...with the expectation of big dicks.  Maybe it was his fathers or maybe he just liked being utterly wrecked on them but it was something about them made Chase ache to bottom. Not matter what sassy attitude he might have the time.  

Blaine Anderson had a sinfully good ass and frankly, it was one that Chase had pretty much always admired since he was...well, old enough to jerk off and admire such things.  Though that temptation properly came from the fact Mr Anderson and his fathers were such good old schoolmates and thus...well, Chase rather grew up around him almost like another uncle or father figure. 

Still between the tight clothes and distracting looks Blaine had..well, rather always stuck in his mind as someone he wanted.  Perhaps it was no surprise when he was just admiring that same ass right now, even as his fathers made food in the next room over and the rest off the families mingled and laughed among themselves. 

Kaden: ???

Kaden: since when?