Sam Evans

God, this should not have been happening, but here he was, tantalized by everything that was Sam Evan’s. The littlest Hudson doing everything in his power to please this man, to keep his cock warm and become a cum dumpster for him. He wanted to be his slut, and he wanted to make sure this wouldn’t just be a one time thing. With his skills in the bedroom he was sure it wouldn’t end. “Please daddy, make your baby beg for more cum,” he mewled before sam began to hammer at his warmth again, rapid and vicious thrusts into his puckered hole, taking it each and every time as his pleasure hit a fever pitch. “yes, make it more cause i want to be yours,” he huffed out. “I’m daddy’s little boy, and daddy’s favorite toy.”

“Hm, Damn right your Daddy’s favourite toy.”  Sam shot down at the other as he fucked into that hole after those words, as if to make a point. A hand moved along that slender body to curl a hand around the others throat, holding it as he slammed his hips into the younger boy again, and again. “Beg Daddy for his come, baby boy, come on, tell daddy all your dirty thoughts..” he teased, his abs clenching as he didn’t slow down on breeding the boy, using every inch of stamina to ratchet up the intensity to for the younger boy, as his hand curled around that throat tighter.  “You want every drop of Daddy’s come? I bet you’d suck me off at the next dinner party I come to, right in front of your father..” He teased, his hips moving as he groaned at just how tight the other was. 

“listen i’m not judging, babe.” he mentioned to sam as he laughed softly. he watched sam walk into the kitchen and he just licked his lips softly while nodding to himself. looking at that ass alone just made ryder hard and he could just see himself pounding the other away. he knew sam for a long time and seeing him as a model, he was just genuinely happy for the other because that was always what he wanted. “listen you have to pay the bills so however you get paid is fine.” he mentioned to him. “but i think you should allow some people to just enjoy and pleasure that body of yours. don’t you ever want someone to pleasure you?” he asked him. 

And there Santiago found himself rolling his eyes once more, realizing Sam’s words. “And you do realize that my dick is about as big as his, yeah? And Fuckerman’s is definitely bigger? Trust me, Frogger… It’s not about the size,” Santiago said, only to snort when he noticed Sam dodging his request and try to not say that he wanted him to fuck him. “Cute, Sam, but we both know that’s not what I meant. But the longer you wait, the longer you deprive yourself of a good, deep-dicking like you deserve.” Taking a couple of steps forward, Santiago smacked Sam on the ass before he leaned in to press his lips to his ear. “You’re only hurting yourself here, Sammy… Give in and I’ll be good to you.”

“I just meant that-..” Defending Finn always seemed like the first instinct he had but the other wasn’t exactly wrong. Puck had a god damn tree trunk between his legs and Santiago could definitely move his hips.  There was a little press of his lips at the mention of a “good dicking you deserve.” Why was that so fucking hot to him?  Not that ever got a chance to really consider that before the other smack him on his plump ass and his body arched with a little gasp, his head tilting towards the lips at his hear and those hot words.  God, Santiago really was hard to resist and Sam wasn’t exactly all that strong at the best of times. There was a little swallow, his Adams apple bobbing as he parted his plump lips before...”I want your cock, Santiago..” he said easily, as his eyes flicked over to the other with a little smirk. “Sometimes you just gotta work a bit to get the answer you want. So...”  He knew he was giving the other an ego boost and a god damn power over him but...well, at least he got a jab in, right? 

“Daddy,” Vinny whimpered, his breathy moans leaving him with every thrust. Sam’s cock now took residence in his warmth, and maybe Vinny shouldn’t be fucking his dad’s friends, but Sam was an adonis of a man. He was gorgeous and funny, and Vinny had always loved each and every impression the man could do. Harsh slams at his ass and he was sweating profusely. “Please fill me up with your cum daddy.” He loved the word, and he loved his muscled and the heat that radiated off their bodies. Vinny wasn’t new to sex anymore, he was a vixen intent on making his lovers feel pleasure. “I’m going to ride your cock for an entire week Sam.” @modelsammyevans​

“That’s how you know it’s a great song - Mr. Schuester clearly just didn’t want to have us sing it at Regionals to spare your feelings,” Santiago said with a playful roll of his eyes. Of course, now that he was older, he knew it wasn’t a great song, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to keep going with the jokes. And when Sam tried to feign innocence only to follow it by clearly looking at his dick, Santiago had to snort playfully before he shook his head. “Ah, the old slut-shaming jokes… how original. But you know, the same could be said of you, Sammy… Hudson’s cock not satisfying you enough? Can’t say I blame him… Fucking is a lot like dancing… you’ve got to know the rhythm, and we all know how good of a dancer Finnocence is,” Santiago said, taking a step closer to Sam. “So admit it. You need my cock. If you do that, I’ll happily meet you in the showers and give you what you’re missing.”

 “A move I appreciate in retrospect. God knows it would have gone platinum by now.”  Sam pointed with a little hum of his own.  He was mostly joking, after all. It had been a rather...interesting choice of song at the time but they were older, and it was easier to joke about those things.  There’s a little press of his lips at the mention of Finn because.. hey, not like he was married to him.   “ He says, as if he doesn’t know Finn has a giant cock between his legs. Boy is gifted.” Sam said with a little wolf whistle but easily dancing around making any comments about Finn’s cock satisfying him or not. “Why do I get the feeling you just want me to admit this out of some weird power rush thing, Santiago?” He pointed out as he arched his eyebrows up at the other. “But...all right. You’re a great dancer. Can’t deny that.” He mused as he ran his tongue along his lower lip, considering what exactly he should say. 

“Of course I loved them - I wouldn’t have written a song about them if I didn’t,” Santiago teased lightly, only to roll his eyes as Sam suggested that he was up at his level. “Sure, sure, Grouper… whatever you have to tell yourself to sleep at night.” Santiago was confident, though - not only was he still getting work as a dancer, but he was also being approached for commercials and photoshoots for Andrew Christan - and of course, the porn studio he had once worked for was still trying to get him to come back. “But if I weren’t so good looking, you wouldn’t be eye-fucking me right here and now, thinking about taking my big cock between your big lips. Admit it.”

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“You know I still find myself singing that in the shower? It’s annoying as hell.”  Sam pointed out with a little grin as he scooped up his water bottle and took a big long sip with a little shake of his head at Santiago’s words. You could never shake that confidence and you had to give it to him. It was super attractive.  “Now who said I was thinking about that?” Sam teased  over at the other, his head tilting with a smirk and a little light in his eyes that totally betrayed that yeah, now that the other had mentioned his big dick, his eyes were drifting down to the others pants because...well, god knows it wouldn’t have been the first time he’d seen it. “ Seems to me like you’re the one thinking about come dripping down my chin, Santiago. You fucking every boy in town not enough for you?” He shot back as he dropped the water bottle next to him, his shorts low on his lips already, his shirt discarded long ago.  “You missing the best blowjob in town?” 

Can’t argue there, bud. Damn, those were good times - pretty sure there was once or twice backstage too, y’know doing nothing suspicious. I could never say no to those lips, fuck. I never got tired of painting your face and making you lick up each and every drop. You’dve loved that, wouldn’t you - then you could have me balls deep in that mouth every day. The place you’ve always belonged when you’re with me, Sammy - on your knees. You kidding? That sounds awesome, man.

Good to know that I still got it. Honestly, try and name a place that we didn’t ”have fun”. Mmm, I did, didn’t I? You were so good at draining my balls …I think it’s time I remind you of your place again. Sweet, pick a time and place, dude.

Don’t doubt you will ever lose it.  True. We had fun in the glee room, over the piano. In the locker room. That time out on the field...All totally innocent.. What can I say, when it was a dick like yours, it was hard to resist but you gotta admit you were addicted to my lips, seeing them drip with your come.  Bet you wish you married them.  Oh? And what place is that.   You wanna see my loft? 

“Made me wonder what you could do with a cock like mine given the chance.” He spoke as he looked at him with a cocky smiled as he moved and sat against the back of the other’s couch. He knew as he sat the outline of his cock was very visible to the other as he sat there. “since you seem to mind me seeing gotta say my favorite was the one where that model throat fucked you so hard you started to cry that one really got me going.” Even the thought of it got his cock going and it started to swell causing an impressive bulge in his pants.   “The boss wants someone for the older crowd and you do have a dilf thing about you.” He spoke as he looked at him and smiled. “Well it would be walking around in a jock for lima pride night” he moved closer. “Im sure you can handle it even if people get handy” 

“A cock like yours? That’s a subtle brag if I ever heard one.” Granted, he’d seen Finn enough times in the school showers to know that the other was properly correct about whatever dick he was hiding in his pants.  Sam sipped at his coffee as his eyes dipped slightly to the others pants with a little tilt of his head.  It was still a little strange the other had seen his videos considering how close he was to Finn but only a little strange. An eyebrow flicking up at the others words as a smirk flew over his lips. “Oh yeah? The black guy? Dude was hot right? Like, that cock was impressive as hell and there was something...like..insanely hot about letting a guy be as rough as he wants with you. You know? Pleasure to know you jerked off to my tears. Though.” Sammy joked as he sipped at his coffee. 

Of course you would, dude. Yeah, we’ve had good times, huh? You were always such a good cum slut. Maybe it’s time for some new memories.