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Sam had to admit it, being a member of the wedding party was awesome. It was also, though, exhausting. As he flashed one last smile towards the camera, he wondered just when this would all be over. Of course, he was glad to do it for Blaine - who seemed absolutely thrilled to have finally tied to knot with his beloved Kurt - but Sam was sort of starting to feel like a bad date. He hadn't talked to Brody yet... as soon as he could safely get away, he started searching the crowd for him. Luckily, the name Brody Weston actually did mean something to most of the former Warblers around and they were thus able to direct the blond accordingly. Soon, he spotted the man and tapped him on the shoulder. "Miss me?"

Brody was left alone after a while to his own thoughts and he wondered what was keeping Sam. He felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned before smiling a bright smile. "Of course I did!" He kissed Sam on the cheek before running a hand up and down his arm. "What kind of date would I be if I didn't?" he asked with humor laced in his voice. "How was this morning and all the pictures and everything? Any meltdowns or problems?"

Sam shook his head. "Not on Blaine's side. I don't really know about Kurt." He admitted with a laugh. "And just for the record, you're a wonderful date." He said, pulling the other boy closer. They had been doing this little song and dance for a while, and were definitely growing closer. "You didn't get too bored watching a near-stranger's wedding, did you?"

Brody smiled as Sam pulled him even closer, relishing in being close to his boyfriend. Wait...were they boyfriends? Sure, they had gone out to dinner but by the end of the night, Brody was naked in Sam's bed and there was no discussion about boyfriends or exclusivity. He made a mental note to ask Sam later when they were in their hotel room - something he couldn't wait for. "No, not really. Like I said, I know Blaine from Dalton, so it's not like he's a total stranger. I probably would have been invited if I lived at my parent's still but...they probably threw it out and didn't care." He shrugged and looped an arm through Sam's, just to be closer to him.

Sam nodded, enjoying the physical contact between him and the other male. "I don't know if Blaine realizes that you're here as my date then." He said, with a little laugh. "Oh well, I guess his face will be hilarious when he does." Shaking his head, Sam was quick to grab a drink for himself, bringing it up to his lips. "So you know people around here, then? I actually had a really easy time tracking you down, everyone was just casually pointing towards you when I asked. Must feel good to be amongst friends."

Brody just nodded silently, quietly laughing at the idea of Blaine's face, but he was among friends that he had to leave behind. Friends that reminded him of what he did and had done. Something that Sam didn't know about. He really didn't want to remember that but, to keep up appearances, he had to continue on as if nothing was wrong. "Yeah, I missed them after I got thrown out. Glad to finally get in contact with them again." He took a sip of his water and looked to see everyone leaving the room. "Guess the ballroom's opened up for dinner. Will we be able to sit together, or are we separated you think?'

Sam shrugged as though it was obvious. "Brody... you're my plus one, of course you're gonna be sitting next to me. And I'm the best man, so that means we get a good table. If my memory serves me correctly, it's the one next to Blaine's." He added with a laugh. "Why did you think I was so certain we'd get to see Blaine's face when he realized we're here together?" He asked chuckling before he reached forward and gave the other man's hand a squeeze. "Should we go in?"

Brody relaxed slightly knowing that he would get to sit next to Sam - sitting next to strangers scared him for a while, especially since he didn't want it getting out about what his job was so he couldn't even make small talk. Taking Sam's hand, he followed him into the ballroom where tables were set up. Sure enough, his place card was for the same table as Sam - well "Sam Evans' +1" was scheduled to sit there. Walking over to the table, he was a little sad when he realized the happy couple was not there yet, as they had to make their grand entrance first as a married couple.

Sam took of his seat at the table, slowly turning his head around to see who was nearby. At the opposite table, he could spot Mercedes, towards whom he threw a polite wave and smile. Finn, Rachel, Cooper, Carole, Burt and Blaine's parents were all sitting at the main table, clearly waiting for Blaine and Kurt to join them. As he continued scanning the room, he saw Quinn and Santana whispering something into each other's ears, and even caught sight of Sebastian Smythe. Before long, the doors opened once more and Kurt and Blaine entered the room to much cheering.

Brody saw Sam scanning the room and people waving to him. He noticed that some were girls, and while he remembered names, he didn't know faces. Sam had spent two hours trying to explain the complicated dating system to him, and in the end he just tried to remember who he dated but that didn't work out for the best. Felt much too like studying for a test. He saw the newlywed couple come in and everyone of course cheered. After that, the waiters came out with the first course. Grabbing his fork with one hand, he reached under the table and held Sam's hand with the other.

Sam happily gave his date's hand a squeeze as food began to appear in front of them. Sam engaged in casual conversations with the others at his table - of course, Brody, but also Mike and Tina and Wes Warbler along with his date - . it was all very fun. The food was delicious, and for once, he was just really happy. He relaxed, enjoying the wedding.

Brody chatted along with Sam with the other occupants of the table throughout the dinner. The delicious food never seemed to end, and by the time they reached the final course, Brody was stuffed and was certainly in need of some rest time before hitting the dance floor. Turning his attention to Sam he smiled. "Having a good time?'

Sam nodded, flashing a big grin towards Brody before leaning in and capturing his lips in a kiss - by now everybody had the table knew they were together, or at least had showed up together so Sam didn't mind PDAing a little - of course, as luck would have it, that's exactly when Blaine appeared next to him. "Oh... hey man!" He declared playfully punching him on the shoulder as he turned red really fast.

Brody readily fell into the kiss that Sam was giving him, not really caring that it was long, but there was no tongues - to be seen at least. When Sam pulled back, Brody was a little confused as it was abrupt but he turned to see Blaine standing there and he joined Sam in his color change. "Hey, man! Congratulations! Glad I could be here," he gave Blaine a bright smile, hoping that Blaine didn't say anything about their shared kiss, but not really caring at the same time.

Sam shared a little glance with Brody as Blaine began to speak. "You're... welcome Brody." He began. "I didn't know you knew Sam." To which Sam jumped in. "We've... met a little while ago. Pure chance meeting, but you know one thing led to another and well... here we are. When I found out he knew you he turned out to be the ideal +1." He joked. "I'd love to talk to you some more man, but I actually... really have to pee. I'll be right back." The blond said, embarrassed, before he took off for the nearest bathroom

Brody went to go and open his mouth at a reply when Sam jumped in, for which he was glad. He didn't want to have to explain himself. He watched as Sam ran off to the bathroom, chuckling to himself. "No tact that man, I swear it." Looking back at Blaine he gently tapped him in the shoulder. "You ready for the married life, Blaine?" He crossed his arms comfortably while looking at Blaine who was absolutely glowing.

Blaine nodded. "Absolutely, Kurt and I are more than ready. You should ask Sam, we almost married back in high school." He shook his head. "As far as his lack of tact goes... it's quite alright, its part of his charm." He let out a little laugh. "I haven't heard a lot from you since I transferred to McKinley but I did know stuff happened... how's that daughter of yours doing?"

Brody laughed lightly. "Well, you didn't wait too long after you graduated to get married anyhow." Brody smiled but then it faded a bit when he brought up his daughter, but he still maintained a small one. "She's doing okay, it's been hard since I got kicked out of my house and I've had to make it on my own but...Sam helps a lot." He smiled at the thought of Sam, but then remembered he didn't know about his daughter. "I named her Lucy, which was my grandmother’s name, so I hope that she grows to be as nice as she was."

Blaine nodded his head along smiling politely at Brody. "Well I'm sure with you as a father she'll grow up to be a lovely lady." He said, moving on to talk to Mike and Tina as well as Wes for a while. Sam eventually returned, and Blaine returned to talk to his best friend, catching up on their respective current projects. "I should have you guys over for dinner some day!" He declared excitedly. "I mean, unless you're too busy with Lucy, Brody?" He let out a little laugh at that, not realizing the faux pas he'd just made or picking up on the confused look Sam was throwing Brody. "Anyway, I should go mingle with the other tables for a while. I'll see you guys later!" The former lead warbler said before departing.

Brody blushed slightly at the compliment but mumbled a thank you. He chatted with the other table mates as well, getting to know them some more. When Blaine went to leave and he screamed about Lucy, Brody's heart plummeted to his stomach. A glance out of the corner of his eye showed that Sam was looking at him and he couldn't handle it. Mumbling an, "Excuse me," Brody all but ran from the hall to the bathroom where he leaned against the sink trying to breathe, as well as trying to think of how to explain what was just said to Sam.

Sam raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Who's Lucy?" He asked, but Blaine had already gone too far to hear him. Awkwardly, he got up from the table and followed his date around, or at least trying to. He eventually heard noises coming from the bathroom and knocked on the door, gently. "Brody? You in there?"

Brody was glad that it was a one person stall and that it was not occupied when he barged in. After washing his face he leaned against the door when he felt the vibrations of someone knocking and then Sam's voice. He cringed. "Yeah, I'm in here Sam," he replied back softly, still not opening the door. In truth, he was scared to tell Sam who Lucy was. He was falling for the man, and he didn't want Sam to just stick around because he felt pity for him, but rather because he actually liked Brody for who he was.

Sam bit his lip. "Do you... want to come out of there? Or... let me in?" He tried. "I'm worried about you!" He was quick to add as though that made a difference. He wasn't sure what was going on with Brody, but he was pretty certain Blaine hadn't intentionally caused this. Blaine wouldn't hurt a fly. "Please baby..."

Brody sighed as he heard the concern in Sam's voice. He couldn't hide forever. Unlocking the door he stepped out and immediately went into Sam's arms, hiding his own face so he wouldn't have to look at his lovers. "I'm so sorry Sam. I should have told you the truth from the beginning."

Sam wrapped his arms around Brody, pulling him close. "The truth?" He repeated softly. "You're not like... married to some girl named Lucy, are you?" He asked, starting to feel uneasy. "Cause I really, really like you..."

Brody shook his head in Sam's shoulder. "No, it's not that. I wish it were that easy." He sniffled and pulled his head up and held Sam's hand. "I really like you too Sam, but I don't think you will once I tell you who Lucy is..." He licked his lips and looked away, still unable to look him in the eye for fear of his reaction, but then again, he still didn't say who she was.

Sam pressed a kiss against Brody's forehead. "Baby, talk to me... I don't like seeing you cry and all that..." He said, wanting nothing more than to just make Brody feel better. "Just... look at me and tell me okay? I'm sure the scenarios I'm beginning to imagine in my head are worse than the truth. She's not some kind of Frankensteinish robot you're building, is she?"

Brody closed his eyes and relished in the kiss pressed against his forehead. Once again he shook his head. "No, it's nothing like that." He took a deep breath and let it out and chanced a look up into Sam's eyes. Summoning all of his courage he said, "This isn't how I intended to tell you, although I wasn't sure how to tell you in the first place but....Lucyismydaughter,​" he stammered out the last part of his sentence and prayed that Sam understood it so he didn't have to say it again.

Sam blinked a couple times. "Wait... what?" He repeated, slowly, trying to let it all sink in, but not letting go. "You... you have a kid?" He asked, trying to stay calm. "And Blaine knew?"

Brody's heart was hammering heard in his chest and he felt it drop as he knew that Sam was freaking out but trying to hold it in. "I do...it happened while I was at Dalton. Everyone in the school heard about it, so I'm not surprised that Blaine knew. I just...wanted to have my own life without people taking pity on me because I was a single dad." Part of Brody just wanted to run the other way from Sam, knowing that he had hurt him, but at the same time he wanted to hug him and apologize over and over.

Sam listened to the boy's words, wrapping his arms tighter around him. "I see... you know, I wish you'd told me..." He whispered. "I wouldn't pity you Brody." He sighed. "I wish you would have... trusted me." He said, reaching his hand forward. "Look... I don't care if you have a daughter... you're... you're amazing."

Brody had small tears leaking out of his eyes as he was pulled into the embrace once again. "I...didn't think I could trust anyone at first. And you're just as amazing for accepting this so willingly. But, in a way you did know about her. Just not directly. Now you know why I had to go home right away after we met for drinks, and explains why I wouldn't let you inside my little house."

Sam let his hand brush against Brody's cheek. "Can I... now that I know... do I get to meet her? Walk into your house?" He asked with a little smile. "I just... I don't want to lose you. I promise you I could be a good step-father."

Brody looked up at Sam as he wiped away his tears. His own heart was fluttering like crazy in his chest at the idea of Sam being Lucy's step-father. "Of course you can meet her." He cupped Sam's face and looked at him lovingly. "I'm sorry I hid her from you for so long. It's just...after being thrown out with a kid, you start to worry about how the rest of the world will react."

Sam rested his forehead against Brody's. "Don't worry... maybe others would push you away, but I'm not going anywhere." He pulled the boy into a small kiss.

Brody felt love swirl in his heart for the first time since he was thrown out. He was falling for the man that he was currently dating...kissing...whatever they wanted to call it. Added to the fact that the man didn't run when he heard about his daughter made him care for Sam that much more. "Thank you," he whispered against his lips before capturing them in another kiss. Pulling away he grabbed Sam's hand. "So, shall we go enjoy the rest of this wedding?"

Sam simply smiled and nodded before giving Brody's hand another squeeze. "Yes Brody." He said with a nod before awkwardly "Wait... what about the hotel room... can you really come? I mean if your daughter needs you..."

Brody shook his head and chuckled. "My landlord Susan has made a wonderful babysitter. She told me to have a wonderful time at the wedding, that she has little Lucy for the whole night, and to have fun. So, Mr. Evans, that is what I plan to do. You in?" He winked at him before squeezing his hand gently.

Sam nodded, smiling. "Sure, I mean... when you present it that way... of course." He grinned, squeezing the other man's hand back. "Should we go back before they wonder what happened to us?"

Brody chuckled and smiled. "Maybe we should make them wonder some more," he said with his eyes filled with lust. He pulled Sam close to his body and looked into his eyes. "One last kiss before we go?"

Sam grinned, but then leaned in and pressed his lips against Brody's happily giving in to his demand. "Why should we limit ourselves to just one kiss, stud?" He asked, mischievously

Brody melted into the kiss, and whined as he pulled away. "Because we still have a wedding to attend to. And I want to have at least one dance with my man." He chuckled before connecting their lips once again and nibbling lightly on the lower lip. If it was going to be one kiss, it was going to be one that left Sam needing him for the night.

Sam shook his head. "Wedding's over." He moaned, kissing the other man back. Letting their tongues dance for a little while. "And I see you dance every day." He said, wrapping his arms around Brody. "But perhaps we can go back..."

Brody sighed, "Wedding reception then." He rolled his eyes at Sam as he could feel every inch of Sam's tongue on his own. "But I want a slow dance...and cake." He chuckled before continuing their kiss. His lips felt too good to let them go. Maybe it was the romantic atmosphere of the wedding, but he didn't want to let Sam go just yet.

Sam pulled Brody close to him, kissing him again. "Alright, alright, we should probably go back..." He said, softly. "We'll dance and eat cake... and we'll have plenty of time for other stuff later."

Brody pulled away with a little whine but he nodded in understanding. "Alright, let's go hot stuff." He winked at Sam and looped his arm through Sam's and walked back into the reception hall where the dance floor was bustling with people getting their groove on. "Care to show these suckers how to really dance?"

Sam grinned, nodding his head a few moments afterwards. "But of course." It wasn't long until Sam had stepped onto the dance floor, making a bunch of robotic dance moves, obviously in an attempt to be funny.

Brody walked to the dance floor with Sam, only to laugh out loud at his outrageous dance moves. He slapped Sam playfully on the shoulder. "Oh my god. You really can't dance can you?" He shook his head and rolled his eyes, smiling the entire time though.

Sam winked. "You of all people should know I can dance if I want to." He said, chuckling. "Alright... seriously now... may I have this dance, Mr. Weston?"

Brody laughed and looked at Sam, and just as he asked, the DJ changed the song to a slow one for all the couples. He nodded and took Sam's hand in his, and wrapped his other one around his neck. Brody had years of dancing under his belt, so he could do either male or female roles, but here, he just leaned his head on Sam's shoulder and swayed back and forth to the music.

Sam was enjoying himself thoroughly. Brody was making it easy, and with each passing moment, Sam was realizing that he truly wasn't mad at the other male for keeping his secret. In a way, he understood. Yeah... life was good, he thought as he began to sway from side to side.

Brody relaxed into Sam further as the song played on. This man quickly went from his mentor, to his friend with benefits, to his lover, to his boyfriend. Well, he was going to call him his boyfriend because that's what they were in his mind. Looking around at all the other couples, he felt accepted and loved in this room. Soon though, the song came to an end and more upbeat music came on once again. Turning around so his back was to Sam's front, he danced happily, not caring if his ass brushed Sam's front a few more times than he probably should have.

Sam continued to dance, going back to his funny antics when a more lively song came on, though he couldn't stop his eyes from wandering down Brody's ass, which was being prominently displayed for him. "Looking good, man." He called out, starting to do a few body rolls of his own. They probably looked like fools on the dance floor, but he seriously couldn't care less.

Brody laughed joyfully over the music so Sam could hear him as the man in question started dancing like he did at work. He licked his lips and felt himself start to get hard in his pants. Brody was just about to do something about it when the DJ announced that it was time to cut the cake. Standing back with Sam, he held his hand as they watched the newlyweds cut the cake and then smash it in each other’s faces, which brought a giggle to Brody's lips.

Sam - in his eternal lack of perception - failed to notice Brody's erection and instead focused on the cake. The whole thing was a cute but quick affair and within minutes, cake was actually being passed out. It wasn't long until he and Brody found themselves staring at pieces of cake with forks in their hands. "So that was a... fun wedding."

Brody nodded at Sam as they ate their cake with their forks. "A very fun wedding. Thanks for bringing me." He leaned over and kissed Sam's lips softly and pulled back looking at him. He forked a bit of his cake and held it out to Sam. "Shall I feed you?" he asked teasingly.

Sam smiled at the other man. "You're quite welcome buddy." He responded before replying to the kiss, letting their tongues dance for a moment. "Well I'm not going to stop you if that's what you wanna do." He replied with a wink before opening his mouth.

Brody moaned at the kiss, that no matter how short it was, their tongues managed to tangle, which did nothing for the erection he was already sporting. Smiling at Sam he spooned in some cake, pulling the fork out slowly and kissed him lightly on his lips. He was falling for this man - hard and fast. The urge to tell him that he loved him was there, but he managed to hold back. "How bad would it be if we left right now?"

Sam softly chewed on the cake, letting the taste rest in his mouth. "It'd be terrible." He deadpanned. "We haven't finished our cake." He said, using his fork to grab a piece and feed it to Brody.

Brody opened his mouth and accepted the cake from Sam's fork before chewing it and swallowing. "But, I'm so full!" he whined. Leaning in close to his ear he whispered, "Besides, I'm craving something else to eat." He licked the shell of Sam's ear gently before pulling back and looking at him with his bedroom eyes

Sam let out a little chuckle. "Alright, alright... just... give me time to finish my cake." He said with a little nod. "Then I'm all yours for the whole night." He said, winking at Brody.

Brody sighed lightly but knew that as the best man he had to stay longer than everyone else. Finishing up his own cake quietly, he waited for Sam to give him the signal that they could go. He just hoped that it wasn't too long, although for Sam - he would wait.

Sam was hoping Brody wouldn't mind the fact that they had to stay a little while too much. Sam was quickly eating his cake, then, upon finishing up made his way to Blaine and Kurt, putting his hand on Blaine's shoulder and exchanging a few words. Once he made his way over to Brody, he winked. "Alright... we're off."

Brody saw Sam make his way to the newlyweds and made his way over to some Dalton friends, giving over his number to stay in contact. He turned and Sam was there saying they could leave and smiled brightly. "Fantastic." He started walking for the door when he turned to Sam, "How are we getting to the hotel?" He didn't have a car and he was sure that Sam had gotten a ride with the wedding party and stuff.

Sam threw an arm over Brody's shoulders. "We're walkin'." He declared cheerfully. "It's right around the corner. Don't worry... I'll give you a foot massage once we get there or something."

Brody smiled and wrapped his own arm around Sam's waist. "Not to worry. I walk enough without a car. I'll be fine. But, if you're offering, I won't turn it down." He smiled and rested his head on Sam's shoulder as they walked the short distance to the hotel.

Sam winked. "Maybe I am, we'll see." He responded playfully before he walked over to the front desk, checking them in. It was only a few minutes before he was leading Brody up by the hand up to their room, which was more than pleasant to look at and seemed comfortable. "Alright... you look dashing in that tux... but take it off!" He declared, as soon as the door closed.

Brody followed like a puppy dog up to their room in the nice hotel. Turning to Sam he chuckled. Undoing his tie he slowly pulled it from his neck. "Do you want me to just take it off, or do you want your own personal show?" he asked saucily, pushing Sam down to sit on the bed as he did so.

Sam grinned. "Well I wouldn't be opposed to a show." He admitted softly. "But I've seen you strip so many times before... so if you just wanna jump into the fun part, that's okay too." He said with a laugh.

Brody laughed and pushed him down onto the bed, removing his jacket as he did so. "Fine with me baby." He started unbuttoning his shirt and sat up, straddling Sam's legs. "You should start stripping yourself. I want to lick my way up your abs."

Sam nodded, kicking off his shoes first and then removing his jacket and shirt. He lost no time at all, undoing his pants and removing his underwear as well. Soon enough, he was sitting back on the bed, completely naked, with a visible erection between his legs. "That sounds like a plan." He said softly. "Then you can sit on this for a while." He said, palming himself.

Brody stood up off of Sam and removed his pants as Sam did the same. Reaching into his tux pocket, he grabbed the small bottle of lube he kept there and smiled at Sam's words. "I would love to sit on that for a while." Taking the bottle of lube, he quickly lubed up Sam's erect dick before taking his still wet fingers and shoving two fingers into his ass and pumping them in and out. His face was one of pleasure as he prepped his hole.

Sam blinked for a moment, watching Brody fingering himself. "Why did you... why did you lube me up before I put on a condom?" He asked after a moment.

Brody looked at him while he continued to finger himself. "Because I don't want to use a condom tonight. I just want you. I want to feel your come deep in my ass when you come." Pulling his fingers from his rectum, he straddled Sam's legs and rocked himself over Sam's lubed cock, rubbing their cocks together. "You want me to ride you baby?"

Sam wordless nodded, wrapping his arms around Brody's body. "Yeah... yes..." He said, after a moment. "Is... Brody... are we dating?" He asked after a moment, knowing this was perhaps an awkward moment to do so, but he figured this had to be discussed, if they were ready to move on to bareback sex and all...

Brody stared at Sam for a moment before leaning down and capturing his lips. "I thought we already were. But if you want to make it official..." He pulled his hips up and lined Sam's cock up with his puckered entrance before asking, "Will you be my boyfriend, Sam Evans?"

Sam replied to the kiss, letting his tongue explore Brody's mouth for a while before he nodded, smiling. "Of course I will babe... but only if I get to meet that daughter of yours soon." He replied softly. "Now ride me... make me shoot deep within you!"

Brody smiled brightly as Sam agreed. "Deal," he said while sinking himself down on his cock completely, his eyes rolling to the back of his head after not being fucked for so long. "God baby, you fill me up so good." He groaned and using his boyfriend’s chest as leverage, he started rocking up and down his cock.

Sam wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's body, pulling him close as he started moving his hips a little, smiling at the other boy. "You look so hot like this... with my cock in you." He stated with a little playful smirk.

Brody moved in closer to Sam, and simply moved his hips so that way Sam's cock would slide in and out of his ass still - thank god it was so long, otherwise this wouldn't have worked well. "Mmm. Well, it must be your cock, because you are so fucking hot." Kissing Sam's lips softly with a smile he clenched his ass around his cock, making it that much tighter around the organ.

Sam let out a little moan when Brody expertly created a tighter sensation for him and the blond boy lost himself into the kiss, letting their tongues fight with one another for dominance. "Hey, you're one to talk... you're pretty hot yourself, Mr. Weston." He replied, teasingly, as friction started to increase.

Brody 's soft intended kiss ended up being a full fledged make out, one that he wasn't complaining about at all. Moving his hands into Sam's hair, he kept working his fingers through it while he continued to ride the cock in his ass. "Damn you feel good baby. Unf!" He bit his lip and threw back his head with his eyes closed. He felt so good with his boyfriends cock in his ass, he didn't know how long he would last - especially with all of the foreplay at the wedding itself.

Sam was so turned on by Brody's words and various moans that he wasn't sure how long he'd last. In fact, it was becoming difficult already. "Brody... babe..." He managed to get out between heavy moans. "I think I'm gonna..." He closed his eyes and stopped talking, being solely focused on his own movements, focusing on Brody's ass moving on and off his member.

Brody rocked a little faster at Sam's words, as they only spurred him on more. His movements caused his cock to rub against Sam's abs, effectively jerking him off. Looking down at Sam he said through gritted teeth, "Come for me." He pumped himself a few more times until ribbons of his own come released across their chests hard, almost hitting Sam in the chin as he did so. However he kept moving his hips a few more thrusts waiting for that delicious come to fill his ass.

Sam was moaning like crazy. Once Brody's orgasm hit, it wasn't long before he, too, felt himself going over the edge and several shots of hot cum left his penis, going deep into Brody's ass, filling him up. With a contented sigh, he brought their lips together again, this time for a soft kiss. "I love you." He said once it had been broken.

Brody felt the ribbons of come fill his ass and he groaned, only to have it covered up by Sam kissing his lips. Closing his eyes contently he was about to fall onto Sam's chest when he heard the words he had been feeling all night. Pushing himself up so he could look into his eyes he murmured, "You do?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah... Yeah I do." He confirmed. "I know this is moving fast and all... perhaps too fast... but I..." He shook his head. "I can't help it..."

Brody grabbed either side of Sam's face and kissed him soundly as well, trying to shut him up. He pulled back with a huge smile on his face. "I love you too, you big nerd."

Sam raised a singular eyebrow up, trying to look offended. "I'm a big nerd now?" He asked, letting out a little laugh. "Well this big nerd has a really big cock... and you liked it..."

Brody hummed in content and rolled his hips on the cock still plugging his ass. "Mmmm. I'll have you know that I happen to think that nerds are super fucking sexy. Because they tend to have the largest cocks." He winked and kissed Sam once again, this time letting his tongue roam against his bottom lip.

Sam grinned, once he had pulled away from the kiss. "Well then, you have good tastes, babe." He whispered, seductively. "We have this big bed all to ourselves... wanna make use of it? Cuddle a little?"

Brody smiled widely. "Of course beautiful. As long as you don't leave my ass. I want all the come from tonight in there until we are done, then it all can leave." He winked at Sam and rolled to the side, his ass still filled by Sam's large cock.

Sam shrugged. "You want me to sleep with my cock still buried deep in your tight ass? Well... I won't complain." He said laughing a little as he positioned himself appropriately.

Brody nodded sleepily as he cuddled up with his love. "I want to feel you fully - always." He kissed the tip of Sam's nose and wrapped his arm around Sam, pulling him in close so they could rest. "That way, when you wake up, you can just start fucking me too." He winked at him before laughing lightly.

Sam laughed some more. "That definitely does sound like a plan... you're a needy bottom aren't you? Always wanting a cock in you..." He shook his head. "You're a slut... but you're my slut." He replied, smiling.

Brody nodded eagerly. "Mmm. You calling me a slut does things to me babe." He rolled his hips a little before cuddling into his side more. "But those things are going to have to wait, I need time to recover."

Sam nodded. "Of course. Just get some rest... I'll pound you later." He replied with a wink.

Sam grinned when his cellphone beeped and the blond saw he had an incoming text from Brody. "It's all clear, sexy, you can use the front door." He had texted back, laughing a little as he did so. Sam had just finished eating, he was in the midst of relaxing after his shift, but this right now... this wasn't anything to complain about. Sex with Brody was also relaxing, in another way. Quick to get to his feet, he unlocked the door and waited for his lover to appear.

Brody saw his cell phone light up with the answer and he smiled before butterflies erupted in his stomach. Getting out of his car, he checked his hair in the reflection before starting up the walk. Opening the door he saw that Sam was standing there and his smile went even further. Closing the door he leaned against it and gave him a coy smile. "Hey lover. Miss me?"

Sam grinned. "More than you know." He confirmed, first wrapping his arms around Brody, pulling him forward and uniting their lips in a small kiss before letting go and pulling the boy forward into the actual house. "It's only been a few hours since I've seen you but still... I missed you." He said, once more, not caring if he sounded a little desperate.

Brody let his eyes close at the small kiss and moaned into it before letting his eyes flutter open, much like his heart was doing in his chest. "I've missed you too sweetie. So much." Allowing his own arms to wrap around Sam's frame, he smiled and pressed their lips together again. "But you know what I missed most of all?" He leaned in and whispered into his ear, "Your cock. Fucking me good and hard."

Sam grinned, letting his hand reach for Brody's crotch, feeling his dick through his pants. "Well then... we could skip the chitchat and go straight to the bedroom... get you out of those clothes and then... well you just bought yourself a ticket for a ride on the Evans express, Brody. Apparently it's a rough ride... but the staff is... very friendly."

Brody moaned at the contact that he felt on his cock that was already hard, thrusting slightly into his hand. "I knew that when I bought the ticket, and I can't wait to be on board the Evans Express over, and over, and over. Maybe in one night." He winked before reaching down and linking their hands together. "So, take me to the station baby. I'm ready to ride."

Sam couldn't help but chuckle a little as he led his lover into his bedroom once more, stopping only to take the time to remove Brody's shirt, discarding it on the floor before doing the same with his own. Quickly, he planted several kisses on the man's chest, working his way down as his hands were hard at work on undoing the belt. "Such a hot stud... how did I get so lucky?"

Brody followed Sam quickly, lifting his arms when the man removed his shirt. He shivered with pleasure as his mouth kissed his chest, making him even more turned on. Before he knew it, his belt was being removed and he could see nothing but haze. "No, the hot stud is you baby and I'm the lucky one." He let his hands roam down Sam's immaculate abs, licking his lips as he did so. "You're perfection babe."

Sam grinned upon hearing his companion's words. "So I'm your baby now?" He asked, teasingly, lowering Brody's pants and discarding them. "You're perfect too you know... I just... the more I see you the move want to do you." He said, even if that wasn't really logical. Not wasting any time, he removed the man's underwear, exposing his cock. "Just as beautiful as I remember it." He said.

Brody felt like he was on fire. Sam's hands were moving across his body removing his clothes, and speaking in such a way that he just wanted to jump him. "Yes, baby," he smiled as he said it. "If I recall, yours is just as beautiful." He sank down onto his knees. "Mind if I double check?" He winked at him before moving to his waistband and removing both his pants and his boxers, letting his cock free. Cupping his cock gently he kissed the tip. "Immaculate. Just like the rest of the man attached to it."

Sam shook his head quickly. "Not at all Brody, not at all." He said, as he felt his penis being exposed, before feeling a light kiss being pressed on top of it. "I'm glad you like it baby." He said, running a hand through the man's hair. "Would you wanna suck it a little?"

Brody winked up at Sam before gladly taking his entire cock in his mouth, sucking slowly up and down the shaft. His eyes never left Sam's as hands ran through his hair. Using a hand he gently played with his balls while swirling his tongue around to add some texture to his lips, wanting to give the most amount of pleasure in the least amount of time.

Sam let out a series of moans as Brody went down on him. Clearly, the boy was no novice when it came to giving a blowjob and the entire experience was thoroughly enjoyable. "Urgh... Brody..." He began, his voice already shaking due to the pleasure. "You're... really great... but... don't make me cum too early if you want me to fuck you!" He managed to get out, while closing his eyes.

Brody moaned around his cock and continued to suck and pleasure him for a few more moments before pulling off. "Well, I don't want you coming before you fuck me. So lets not waste anymore time, shall we?" He kissed the tip of his cock again and then standing up. "So, where do you want me baby?"

Sam grinned. Brody was certainly eager and willing. "On the bed would be good." He tried, shrugging as he discarded his shoes and socks. "That way I can go balls deep into you... make you scream out in pleasure." He said before heading to the nightstand and grabbing a condom.

Brody rolled his eyes. "No shit." He got onto the bed on his hands and knees, ass in the air ready to go. "God, I can't fucking wait baby. Fuck me good and hard. Make me scream your name" Brody wiggled his ass impatiently, waiting to be fucked.

Sam shook his head from side to side as he applied enough lube on his member before climbing on the bed and positioning himself behind Brody. "You make it sound so easy babe." He said teasingly before inserting the tip of his penis in.

Brody waited patiently before he felt a hard cock enter his rectum, no prep but lots of lube. He groaned into the mattress at the feeling. "Fuck baby. So fucking big. Get the rest of it in me. Please." He relaxed even more, allowing more of the cock to slide into his hole. "Mmmmm," he moaned, waiting to get fucked good and hard by his lover.

Sam didn't hold back, considering how he was practically being begged for penetration, the blond quickly slid in the rest of his member inside Brody. "How does that feel inside of you little boy?" He asked, after a moment. "You want me to fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit tomorrow?" He asked, placing his hands on Brody's shoulders.

Brody threw his head back and moaned as the rest of the cock slid into his unprepped ass. "Amazing, sir." He didn't know where the sir came from, but it seemed to fit. He nodded impatiently. "Please. Make me walk with a limp for a week. Make it so I can't sit for days without feeling what you did to my ass. I need it."

Sam was thoroughly turned on by his lover's words. He wasn't sure where the kink came from, but he was more than willing to go for it. "You got it, bitch." He said as he started slamming himself in and out of Brody as fast as he possibly could. "Does this feel good in your little pussy?"

Brody screamed out in both pain and pleasure as Sam started thrusting rapidly in and out of his ass. Every thrust caused his groan to change in pitch, a groan that just never stopped. "Yes, sir. Your cock feels amazing in my pussy. So fucking deep....big...FUCK!" He bit his lip and threw his head back. "God I love your cock sir."

Sam was getting more and more turned on by the situation. "As you should, this is the only thing you're good for." He panted, pushing himself in and out. "You were born to take my cock in you... it's your sole duty in life. Come on scream for me." He demanded, continuing to thrust inside of the boy.

Brody moaned so loud, he was sure the neighbors were going to hear. "Yes sir. Only your cock sir. Ugh...FUCK!" He screamed and flopped his head down as Sam just rammed straight into his prostate and didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon for which he was glad. "Oh shit. Right there sir. Keep fucking me right there. Please."

Sam continued moaning harder and harder, digging his fingers into Brody's shoulders. "Of course, boy, I'll keep fucking you... I'll keep fucking you until you're nothing but a moaning mess, begging me to fuck you again... Oh god your hole is so great."

Brody bit his lip as nails dug into his shoulders and the cock inside of him fucked him harder. "Oh fuck sir. Yes. Please." He focused on the pleasure, and the constant pressure on his prostate was sending him rapidly over the edge, yet at the same time he didn't want this to end. "Please sir, may I come?"

Sam hesitated for a moment, though he didn't stop his movements. "Let's see... should you? What happens if I say no?" He teased, letting one of his hand reach forward and play with Brody's member a little. "Don't cum." He repeated. "Control yourself."

Brody groaned in frustration as Sam denied him his release. On top of that, Sam started playing with his stiff cock, making it even harder. Brody bit his lip hard, trying to stop himself from coming. It worked but it was hard. At the moment, he was wrapped up in his own little world, where pleasure didn't exist, and he wasn't getting fucked wonderfully by Sam. He kept biting on his lip so hard that he drew blood, hoping that Sam changed his mind soon and let him come.

Sam continued teasing Brody for a while, playfully laughing as he did so, before - a couple of moments later - he realized he couldn't draw this on forever. "Alright you can shoot now. Shoot for me. Shoot it everywhere." He whispered inside his ear as he continued fucking him, trying to hit the prostate with every thrust. He too, was growing close to his point of non-return.

Brody heard him laughing and tried to block it out as best as he could. Soon he heard Sam speaking and allowed his ears to listen to the world when he heard the magic words that he could come. "Thank you, sir," he mumbled out before he came hard over Sam's hand and all over the bed, groaning Sam's name as he came the hardest he had ever done before in his life.

Sam was nervous, to say the least. Brody was coming over in just a few minutes and the boy was still a little confused as to where they stood, especially after the previous night. Everything had been going well until Brody suddenly pushed him away, invoking his secret as the sole explanation. Sam wasn't sure what to make of that, though he wasn't willing to give up on the other boy just yet. As he heard the bell ringing, he hurried up to the door and answered it quickly, taking in Brody's appearance. Sam himself was dressed in a tight v-neck t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. Flashing the boy a smile, he stepped aside. "Hey Brody, come on in!" He called, trying to be as friendly as possible. "Did you... have a good night? Slept well?"

Brody looked up as the door opened and there stood Sam, dressed like how he always was at the club, only now they weren't there. It was hard to keep his eyes from roaming over his body. Instead, he smiled back. "Hey there." He didn't sleep well, Lucy had been up most of the night crying and seeing how it was early in the morning, he was still a little tired. So he shrugged, "I slept okay. Kept waking up so it wasn't really restful. Story of my life." He stepped inside the house and surveyed the small house, smiling as it was really cute on the inside. "Nice place you got here to yourself most of the time."

Sam shrugged with a smirk appearing on his face. "You would have slept better next to me, I'm sure." He said, playfully. "Well, whatever you do, make sure you get some rest before heading for the club, you're gonna need energy tonight buddy." As he lead Brody further inside the house, motioning towards the couch, he nodded. "Thanks I guess. I mean I'm obviously not the one who decorated it or anything... but yeah this place is certainly nice."

Brody chuckled. "I know I would have, but I still maintain my answer from last night." He nodded and made a note to take a nap before he went to work tonight. Maybe Susan would keep Lucy for a little longer so he would have energy for tonight. Brody followed him to the couch and stood around watching Sam closely. "Well obviously but it's still cool. So, we going to be practicing in here?"

Sam shook his head. "I was thinking more along the lines of us having a tea party while discussing the political importance of the British monarchy while playing dominoes." He said, trying to keep his face void of emotions before erupting into laughter. "Of course we're gonna rehearse, that's why you're here."

Brody sighed and rolled his eyes. "I meant here in this room. That's all. Asshole." He shoved his shoulder before chuckling. "Alright, now, start by telling me more about how this needs to be like a cheesy porno, that's the part thats what I don't get."

Sam couldn't help but grin at his friend's reaction, clearly enjoying this. "Have you ever seen a cheesy porno?" He asked after a moment. "You know the "Oh god I don't have enough money to pay for that pizza, mind if I give you a blowjob instead?" kind?"

Brody laughed. "Yeah I've seen shit like that before. Just since we don't really talk, I don't know how to incorporate that into dancing. That's all. Care to show me how?" He raised his eyebrow at him, wondering what he would do.

Sam nodded. "Sure." He said, before making his way to the center of the room, bringing his hands together and looking up for a moment, as though looking up to the heavens. "See I'm an angel." He said, towards Brody suddenly moving forward, slowly shifting from the post to a more sexy ones, dancing a little, being careful to leave room for the wings he wasn't wearing yet. "Now... it's sexy angel time." He said, starting to unbutton his shirt.

Brody bit his lip to stop from laughing at the clearly cheesy poses that Sam was doing but if thats what the audience wanted. He could see what captivated them because now Sam was unbuttoning his shirt and he could already see his abs from the few buttons that he had undone and he bit his lip even harder to stop from moaning. He kept his eyes trained on Sam, trying to learn without getting too distracted.

Sam made quick work of removing his shirt, exposing his naked chest to Brody. Then, he bent over, lowering his shorts and revealing the white feathery thong he'd been wearing underneath. The blond did what he did best, and danced seductively, taking a few more steps towards Brody. "You see what I mean now? It's really, really easy."

Brody watched entranced as Sam danced, completely captivated. He had to check himself for drool when he stopped, especially since he was just standing there in a feathered thong that did nothing to hide his bulge. Shit this was bad. There was no way that he could practice now without Sam seeing his hardon. He nodded in response to his question. "Got it. It makes sense now. Thanks man." He was hoping that Sam let him go without having to strip for him. Maybe he could just say that he was tired.

Sam eventually stopped what he was doing, smiling at Brody. "Glad I could help." He answered with a wink before putting his shorts back on but remaining shirtless. "Alright, why don't you try it, let's see what you're made of Weston!"

Brody just about groaned before watching Sam redress and ask him to start dancing. He was a little bit nervous to be doing this in front of Sam but he nodded and took Sam's place before trying to repeat what Sam had done with the whole innocent angel look. Once he had done a few innocent angel poses he locked eyes with Sam before wiggling his hips and unbuttoning his shirt. He wanted Sam to feel exactly like he had. Only now Brody was trying to picture murdered dogs to get rid of his hardon so Sam didn't know.

Sam traded places with Brody, watching the man try his hand out at dancing like he'd just taught him. Sam gave the boy a thumbs up, clearly enjoying the show. "You're doing a good job man!" He encouraged. "The ladies will love you... I know I am." He said, with a little wink. "Now... you wearing anything underneath those jeans of yours?" He called out.

Brody didn't get much luck especially since Sam was saying that he was loving it as well. He just winked back at Sam. "Eager to see me naked already are you?" He laughed before letting his shirt drape off of his body for a while before pulling it off and walking over to Sam, draping it around his shoulders. "Keep it safe," he whispered in his ear before going for the button on his jeans slowly. He rolled his hips and turned so Sam could only see his ass as he unzipped it. Looking over his shoulder he slowly lowered the waistband. With the shorts being so low, it looked for a long while that he wasn't wearing anything until the shimmering material showed and he let it hang there for a while, letting his hips rock for a while, torturing Sam a bit.

Sam rolled his eyes. "I've seen everything you have to offer already Weston." He said, sticking his tongue out, but nonetheless enjoying the show. Accepting the boy's shirt with a smile, he simply nodded. The blond almost gasped when Brody lowered his jeans though, it seemed as though the boy was going commando for a while. "You know... I bet you'd get paid a lot more if you did full frontal." He commented, smirking.

Brody looked back around to Sam and smirked, "I'm not getting paid here, now am I?" He winked at him before turning back around so he was facing Sam once again. And again, he locked eyes with Sam. He wiggled his hips low, letting his hands run over his body. The slow rocking of his hips were letting his pants fall slowly until gravity took over and they completely fell, leaving him in white shimmery tight shorts and bare chested. He kicked away his jeans and kept dancing for a while before eventually stopping. "Good enough?" he panted, trying to regain his breath, partly from staring at Sam, the other part from dancing.

Sam laughed. "Minor detail. I could pay you." He added, jokingly. Brody's display was definitely fascinating to say the least. "Yeah, absolutely man, you'll kill it tonight!" He said, visibly impressed with Brody's skills. "I honestly don't know why you need me... you're a pro already buddy."

Brody shook his head. "I'm not taking your hard earned money." He laughed while looking at Sam, wiping his brow of sweat. "Maybe I just like to watch you dance." He winked at him before chuckling. "You can never stop learning anyhow, and it's good to learn from the best."

Sam raised a single eyebrow. "The best? Please, I'm nothing of the sort." He replied, shrugging his shoulder, walking closer to Brody. "Well it seems we don't need to train you any longer, you're ready for tonight... but now that you're here, can I interest you in something else? A drink perhaps?" He asked, standing only steps away from the other man, not caring in the least that they were both shirtless. "Some food? Or maybe a shower and a bed?"

Brody watched as Sam moved closer, his heart never slowing down despite the fact that his breathing had evened out. "I'm not really hungry, but I'll take a shower and a bed if you're offering." Brody had grown accustomed to not eating much with his minimal budget so when he ate a fairly large breakfast curtesy of Susan he wasn't hungry, but he might be later. "Show me to your bathroom?" He wasn't sure if he would actually shower or just freshen up. He guessed it all depended on how Sam reacted.

Sam nodded at his friend's words. "Alright follow me." He said, not making any move to go collect his shirt. Leading him upstairs, Sam guided Brody into one of the bathrooms, turning the lights on as he entered it. "Should have everything you need." He said with a little smile. "I'll umm... wait until you finish and grab one myself, I guess."

Brody watched him walk away before turning back to him. "You know. You could always call me a conservative. You can save the planet by showering together." He winked at him before entering the bathroom. "Door'll be unlocked." With that he closed the door, found the towels and pulled one out for himself and one for Sam just in case before starting up the shower to make it hot. With only his white shorts to remove it was a fast change to get into the shower, letting the water relax his muscles.

Sam hesitated only briefly, as he walked out of the bathroom before he turned right back along. He tried to do so as silently as possible, hoping to surprise Brody, even though - as he noticed the two towels - he thought that the other male was probably expecting him. He quickly got rid of both his shorts and the thong before entering the shower, wrapping his arms around Brody from behind. "Hey stranger." He said, after a moment. "That's... a nice ass you've got there." He commented as he took in the boy's body.

Brody didn't really expect Sam to join him so he had his eyes shut and was humming softly to himself while he just let the water wash over him. He jumped slightly when he felt arms around him, but relaxed as he realized it was Sam. Relaxing back into the strong chest and arms he hummed in content. "You like my ass now, do you?" He wiggled it over his cock before smiling. "Feel free to admire it as you please."

Sam could feel a smile growing on his face as he took in Brody's reaction, letting the water fall over the both of them. "Of course I do." He said, softly, letting his hand wander down towards his friend's ass, giving it a small squeeze. "I bet I'd like your cock too." He said, nonchalantly as he enjoying the contact between Brody's ass and his own cock, which started to harden.

Brody let his head fall back in pleasure as Sam squeezed his ass. He pressed it closer into Sam's cock, feeling it harden under his skin. As a result he could feel his own stirring in front of him. "Oh would you now? That's nice. But you'll have to wait. I want to get washed first." He grabbed a washcloth and some soap and then turned back to look at Sam. "Would you like the honors?"

Sam could barely keep himself from grinning, letting some water fall onto the soap before rubbing it against the washcloth and starting to soap Brody's back gently. "That feels good?" He asked after a moment.

Brody moaned and closed his eyes as he felt Sam's strong hands working in the soap over his back. He turned his head to the side so Sam had more room...for what he wasn't quite sure. "Mmm. Feels really good, Sam."

Sam nodded. "Good, I'm glad buddy." He said, wrapping his arms around Brody and starting to soap the man's chest, then letting his hands move lower, towards the man's penis. "You have a really amazing body, I hope you know that." He said, softly.

Brody let out a low moan as his hands moved to his chest before moving lower. He didn't even stop him but let him do what he wished. "Not as amazing as yours, Sam." He licked his lips at the memory of Sam stripping for him just twenty minutes ago and it caused his cock to stiffen even more in the hands of Sam and he just didn't care.

Sam instinctively started stroking his friend's dick, planting a few kisses on the man's neck. "No, really, you're a stud Weston... I'm into you." He whispered as seductively as he could. "You like me too, don't you?" He said as he continued to play with Brody's member, before suddenly letting go. "Alright... that's enough for now. I need to be washed too, you know... we can play later."

Brody lolled his head backwards as Sam started to kiss his neck and play with his dick with a washcloth while whispering seductively in his ear. "Yes, I do like you too Sam." He let out a moan which later became a whine as his dick lost the pressure around it and he was now stiff as a rock and aching for relief. Turning around and looking at Sam for the first time since Sam came into the shower. He took the washcloth from him and started washing his chest and arms. "We better play later." He winked at him before moving down to his stomach.

Sam grinned, laughing a little. "Of course we will Brody... I don't do this with everyone but there's something about you... I'm drawn to you." He explained, enjoy the man's touch on his body. "I can't even explain it... and I hope I'm not freaking you out by saying that." He explained, biting down on his lip.

Brody was clinging onto his every word. All thoughts of his home life was thrown out of his head as he washed the man in front of him. "No, you're not freaking me out, but you are turning me on." He licked his lips before wrapping his hands around his body, washing his back and his butt. "Mmmm. Such a firm ass you have, Sam."

Sam grinned. "You're turning me on too, Brody... you have no idea." He said, then he glanced down at his erection. "Or maybe you do." He said, before closing his eyes and losing himself into the man's touch, loving the sensation it provided. "You like my ass eh? Maybe later you'll be able to take a closer look at it." He said teasingly.

Brody lowered himself to his knees, bringing the washcloth around to his front. Sam's erect cock was right in front of his face and he couldn't believe that he was on his knees in the shower of a man that he had just grown a romantic interest with. He washed his cock thoroughly before letting the water rinse it off and licked the head teasingly. "Maybe I will take a look later." he stood back up and looked into Sam's eyes. "What do you say we take this to bed?"

Sam fought back letting out a moan as Brody started washing his cock. Instead, he simply closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling before briefly smiling at Brody and helping him up. "Sure bud... lemme just wash my hair quickly and we can get out of here." He said, smiling as he grabbed some shampoo and quickly applied it to his blond locks. Once he was all rinsed out, he got out and started drying himself.

Brody stood up quickly with Sam's help, not really caring about his hair so he stepped out of the shower and began to dry off himself and soon was joined by Sam. Looking over at him he smirked, watching the water roll down his chest. He loved what he saw and just licked his lips. "So, I guess I don't need to get dressed, now do I?"

Sam let out a small laugh. "It would quite unfortunate if you did." He said, shaking his head. "I'd be disappointed." He added, as he hung up his towel and started walking out of the bathroom - not bothering to put his clothes back on - and into his bedroom. "You coming, stud?"

Brody gaped openly as Sam dropped his towel and walked out of the bathroom without anything on his person. He quickly dropped his own towel and left the bathroom. He didn't know what possessed him to be so sexual with Sam, but there was just something about the other man that made him so damn horny. So, dick leading the way, he went wherever Sam led him.

Sam casually sat down on the bed for a moment, waiting for Brody to join him. Once the other man had entered, Sam smiled, then spoke up. "So... you sure about this? You wanna have some fun with me?" He asked as he let himself fall on the bed, patting the spot next to him. "You should come here and kiss me, then."

Brody saw Sam sitting on his bed and waited by the door for further instruction. He saw him pat the spot next to him so he went there and sat down quickly while nodding. Looking up into Sam's eyes, he took a hand and wrapped it slowly and gently around his neck, pulling Sam closer until their lips touched softly, causing him to moan.

Sam lost himself into the kiss, moving his tongue around exploring Brody's mouth. It felt different from the one they had shared the day prior, more intimate, with their nude bodies brushing against one another. Pulling away, Sam started to kiss Brody's neck and chest as one of his hand sought out the man's penis, giving it a few strokes. "Someone's getting excited." He commented, teasingly.

Brody tangled their tongues together, and immediately he couldn't get enough of Sam. He let his hands roam over his shoulders and his neck, unable to touch enough of him. Breaking the kiss, Brody panted breathless as Sam continued to kiss down his body. Suddenly a hand was wrapped around his cock and he moaned, "Saaaam." He leaned back against the bed, giving the man more room to maneuver. Completely overwhelmed with what he was feeling.

Sam kept on playing with his lover's member, but looked up trying to look as nonchalant and innocent as possible. "What Brody? You like it when I do that?" He said before making his way lower, so that his mouth would be aligned with cock. "My high school nickname was Trouty Mouth..." He said with a wink before he slowly started sucking on the boy's penis, taking in as much as he could into his hot mouth

Brody let out a breathy moan. "Yess," escaped his mouth as his eyes rolled back into his head. He was in a world of pleasure right now and he didn't know what else to do other than breathe and moan. He opened his eyes as Sam said his nickname, and he opened them just in time to see Sam engulf his cock. He cried out as his back arched up off the bed, but tried not to buck into Sam's mouth. "Saam. Fuck." He bit his lip and threw his head back, letting the pleasure overtake him.

Sam continued sucking on the boy's cock, letting his moans and cries act as encouragement for him. Within a few minutes, the boy had taken the entirety of his member into his unusually large mouth and was trying to deep throat him, while playing with his balls using his second hand. Simply put, he wanted to blow Brody's mind away.

Brody couldn't believe his luck. His cock was down the throat of an extremely attractive man. And when he said his cock, he meant his entire cock. An additional hand was playing with his balls, making him even closer to the edge. "Saaaaam. You're going to make me come." The only thing that would make this man even more attractive than his cock sucking skills would be if he swallowed down his come but he wouldn't judge him if he didn't.

Sam simply looked up at Brody and winked. Oh yeah, he was gonna make him shoot, he was counting on it. Grinning, he continued what he was doing, occasionally pulling off to lick the shaft. "Come on Brody... shoot your load." He encouraged on one such occasion before taking the entire member back in his mouth.

Brody gripped onto the bedsheets and watched as Sam pulled off. He felt a pang of sadness but that disappeared when Sam took him in his mouth once again. Groaning continuously, Brody bucked his hips slightly and grabbing the back of Sam's head, he pushed him all the way down as his cock exploded into his mouth. Panting above him, he watched as the beautiful blonde took in all of his come, completely amazed.

Sam let Brody's hot sperm fill his mouth, swallowing part of it before making his way back to the man, pulling him into a kiss, allowing him to taste himself. Pulling boy, the blond grinned. "Well that was fun." He said, teasingly. "But I'm still hard, what are we supposed to do about that?"

Brody was surprised by the kiss but was quickly captivated by it when he could taste himself on Sam's tongue. Before he knew it, it was gone and he whimpered. Looking at Sam he licked his lips. "Hmmm. I don't know. I guess you could always fuck my mouth with your cock." He winked up at him. "Or if you're not into that, I suppose I could just give you a blowjob."

Sam grinned, absentmindedly jerking himself as he spoke. "Sure I could fuck your mouth if that's what you want." He said with a wink. "Or I could fuck something else, for that matter." He let out a little laugh, pulling Brody in for one more kiss. "What's it gonna be sexy?"

Brody let his eyes bulge for a second as he thought about it. He was distracted by the kiss, and as much as he wanted to taste Sam, part of him was telling him to let himself be fucked. It had been a long time since someone fucked him, and he was eager for it again. He nodded in agreement and sealed it by saying, "Fuck me, Sam."

Sam grinned, hoping off the bed and quickly collecting a condom and some lube from the nightstand, slipping it onto his hard member and slowly placing himself where he needed to be. "Just tell me if it's too much, okay?" He asked with a smile as he started to finger the boy, opening him up a little. "You're tight." He remarked.

Brody couldn't believe how fast this was going. This was his coworker, and they just finally talked fully a few days ago. Now here he was, naked on his bed...well, someone's bed that Sam was sleeping in, bent over, preparing himself to be fucked by a cock. God he felt like such a whore but he was needy for it. Brody nodded and soon there was a finger inside of his asshole. He moaned and shoved his hips back onto the finger involuntarily. "Fuck. Mmm. Haven't been fucked in the ass in like two years." It was true, he and his male fuck buddy stopped talking Junior year when Brody wanted more and he didn't. That ended the last time he had sex with a male. God it felt so good.

Sam nodded, continuing his actions. "Ahh I see... seems like you need it badly then..." He commented teasingly, placing a kiss on Brody's chest. With his other hand, he started playing with himself. "I'm so hard right now babe. Hard for you." Slowly taking his fingers out, he replaced them with the tip of his cock. "You ready?"

Brody groaned and then smiled as Sam kissed his chest. "Fuck yeah I need this." He laid back and watched as Sam played with himself. His once limp dick from his last orgasm was now hard again against his stomach and he licked his lips. "God Fuck, Sam! Yes! I need you. Fuck me good and hard."

Sam needed no further encouragement. He quickly pushed himself into Brody's waiting ass, going in further and further with each passing second. "God, you're really tight... feels so good." The boy moaned, as he slowly started to move inside and out.

Brody bit his lip and spread his legs further as Sam's cock penetrated his ass. He felt like he was being ripped in two and god how he loved it. He was a sucker for rough sex and this was the definition of it. Letting go of his lip he let out his breath which was also a moan and a groan and he didn't know what else. He just knew that he felt full and amazing. Sam didn't wait long for him to get adjusted and started moving slowly and he threw his head back. "Fuck you make me feel so full Sam. God. Faster. I can take it."

Sam obeyed Brody's command, both for the boy's pleasure and for his own, he started rocking his hips back and forth, inserting his member as deep as he could into Brody's waiting ass, trying to hit the boy's prostate. "Like this? This is what you want? My big cock in you, making you scream?" He asked, as he continued to move.

Brody let his hands roam the bed until he finally gripped onto the bedsheets while he tried to stay still while he writhed on the bed. "God yes. Just like that Sam." His own cock was leaking precome from the pleasure that he was receiving, and in general Brody was just a moaning and whining mess. Soon though, Brody wanted more. "Flip me over baby. Make me your whore." Brody wanted to be on his hands and knees, with his hair being pulled from behind, dirty talk in his ear - the whole nine yards.

Sam wasted no time turning Brody around when he was asked to do so, letting his animal instinct take over. Brody seemed to be into what he was saying, and part of Sam hoped - at least for his sake - that this was true. Unable to contain himself he started fucking the boy with more intensity. "So you wanna be my fucking bitch?" He asked, grabbing Brody's hair and pulling on them lightly. "You want me to take over your little pussy and make it mine?" He asked, starting to slam his entire member in the boy, moving it in and out in quick succession, desperately wanting to cum. "You love my cock in you don't you? It's what you wanted. Come on Brody... take it like a man!"

Brody smiled when he got flipped over and it seemed that Sam took what he said to heart and just like he thought, he flet a fist in his hair pulling his head back, talking so dirty into his ear, he couldn't even speak. The pleasure was just coursing through his veins as Sam thrusted wildly into his ass. "Yes Sam...I want...fuck...to be your bitch. Fuck yes. God fuck my pussy baby. Make me come...all over your bed." He panted out in breaths in between his moans. God this man was fucking good. Why didn't he do this the other night again?

Sam felt so amazing, Brody's body was literally perfect for his cock. "That's what you are Brody... you good for nothing fuck toy." He insisted, really getting into the dirty talk. "Spill your seed all over my bed, I'll have you clean it up later." He said, stopping only to occasionally moan. "You're about to know what it feels like when a real man shoots his load..." He said, letting his hands fall onto the man's shoulders, digging into them with his fingernails. "Urgh... you little whore. You ready for this? You think you're worthy of me cumming in your worthless pussy?"

Brody just let his body relax as Sam continued talked over what Brody should do. He could feel his orgasm pending and he was embarrassed with how fast he was ready to come again but after Lucy, he hadn't had sex so that was over 10 months ago. That, and Sam was a fantastic fuck. "Oh God. I'm going to come Sam. Come inside me....make me your fucking whore. Unf!" Be bit his lip and let his back arch as he came without his cock even being touched all over Sam's bed, while he waited for Sam to reach the same peak.

Sam was now lost in his own world, with his eyes closed, letting out several groans of pleasure. He only barely noticed that Brody had been sent over the edge before he too, started shooting, filling the condom fully. With a content sigh, he removed himself from within Brody, throwing the used condom away in a nearby garbage before all but collapsing on to of Brody. "Man, you're a good fuck." He said.

Brody was too consumed in his own pleasure, he wasn't even sure if Sam came, but he was sure that he did once he pulled out. He groaned at the loss but fell onto the bed in complete exhaustion. Soon, Sam collapsed on top of him and he just let out a grunt as he fell on him. He chuckled. "You're not so bad yourself either man." He moved slightly and winced. "Shit. I'm going to be feeling this one for a while."

Sam chuckled, moving further away to give the boy more room. "Well, remember you're dancing tonight." He recalled, teasingly, throwing in a little wink. "Thanks for this though... I needed it really badly."

Brody flopped his face into the mattress and groaned. "Shit, I forgot about that....this is going to suck." He rolled over and looked at him. "I blame you, but...I needed it too. thank you." He twisted so that way he could connect their lips together softly. "You're really, really good in bed," he laughed.

Sam laughed along before responding to the kiss. "Maybe we should do this again sometimes..." He said, linking their hands together. "As far as the show goes... just get some rest. Preferably here with me. I'm sure that will help."

Brody smiled at their interlocked hands and then back at him. "I think I would be okay with doing this again." He squeezed his hand and smiled. "I would be okay with a nap and some cuddles with you right here and right now. I think I actually might need another shower."

Sam nodded, walking closer to Brody. "Absolutely, man. I mean, unless you have somewhere you'd rather be." The man answered, with all the charisma he could muster. In his pocket, all of the money he had made tonight - over 200$ - rested, ready to be spent. "You did good, tonight, by the way." He added with a friendly smile. Sam wasn't sure how to read Brody just yet, the man certainly had an aura of mystery surrounding him, but he didn't mind, he seemed like a cool guy to hang out with.

Brody laughed heartily. "No, unless it's back home, which I can sure use a break from." He stood up and started walking towards the door with Sam. The man complimented him and he couldn't help but look down at the floor partly in embarrassment the other part...he didn't know what. Sam was attractive and friendly and Brody was immediately drawn to him. But there was something else under there that made Brody want to trust the man. "Thanks man. You did too. I saw all the ladies eager to give money to you as well." He didn't want to discuss how much money each of them had made so he didn't. "So, where are we going, and how are we getting there? 'Cause I walked here tonight just incase."

Sam laughed along with his coworker's words. "No way am I letting you go back home to more misery and loneliness bud!" He called out as he took in Brody's form. Even in his street clothes, the boy was quite easy on the eyes. "Just this little bar around the corner... we can walk there if you'd like." He said smiling. "There's not much sightseeing to do in Lima, I'm afraid... there is one gay bar, but frankly, I tend to avoid it myself..." He responded, shrugging his shoulders as he led the way. "You get used to it pretty quickly though, I mean, it's a quiet town..."

Brody smiled at him, but didn't say anything. Home wasn't lonely, he had his little girl but that was something he didn't want to talk about with Sam. He nodded at him and followed him around the corner, shoving his hands in his pockets and enjoying the warm air. Brody raised an eyebrow at the gay bar. "In such a small town like this where there's only one restaurant, I'm surprised that they have not only a strip club but a gay bar as well. Strange town." He shook his head and chuckled as he thought of his hometown of Westerville but quickly brushed it off. "Did you grow up around here, or did you move here as well?"

Sam chuckled. "I guess it goes to show where the people's priorities rest. Which isn't exactly reassuring if you think about it too long, but what can you do? At least the food at that one restaurant is actually pretty good." He answered, shrugging his shoulders. "I moved here at the start of my sophomore year. I'm originally from Nashville and my family moved back to Kentucky when my father lost his job... but I came back to Lima crashing at a buddy's place to... basically help my glee club compete." He paused. "It's pretty fucked up when you state it like this, now that I think about it." He shook his head once more, just in time to see the bar entering their sight.

Brody nodded and made it a mental note to try out the restaurant one night when he could get someone to watch his child so his secret wasn't spilled by taking her outside. He felt bad hiding away his daughter, but it was just one thing he wasn't comfortable with. He listened to Sam and chuckled at the end of his story. "Well, as long as you helped them win, I guess it counts. I think you beat us that year if I'm not mistaken?" Brody had a twinkle in his eye as he smirked. "Maybe I should tell the board about your little mischievous behavior then." He gave Sam an award winning smile before he realized that they were in front of the bar. Opening the door he allowed Sam to go in first before following him into the slightly dark place.

Sam shrugged, scratching his head for a second. "Umm yeah that sounds about right. You guys were good too though. It was just luck we beat you, really." He paused, biting his lip as the memories came back to his mind. That competition was kind of a blur, between the Finchel aborted wedding and Quinn getting into a car crash soon afterwards, he didn't remember much of the Warblers' performance that time. "The board? Do you care that much about show choir competitions from years past?" He asked, chuckling. Sam was quick to enter the bar, flashing a smile at the bouncer who let them in with a nod. It turned out Sam was a regular there.

Brody gently shoved Sam's shoulder. "Just kidding man. It's something they would have done had they known though. It's in the past though so it's all good. I just like messing with you." He chuckled and followed Sam in who the bouncer just let through. Said bouncer looked him up and down before looking away and letting him in as well. Walking to the bar itself, he sat down at an open stool as Sam took the one next to him. "What are you getting?" Brody never really drank beer, but when he did it was at a party and he didn't know what the type was. He felt like such a newbie but he tried to hide it. If it was working, he didn't know

Sam shrugged once more once he had settled onto the stool. "I'm not really sure, to be honest. Beer's beer if you ask me, I'm not much of a specific brand fan, anything will do." He smiled at that. "So if you have a preference, just order and I'll follow suit." He explained, getting more comfortable. "You know, this is pretty much the first time I've hung out with a coworker outside of work... most of the other guys they're not... they're not like you man."

Brody nodded and looked over at what was on tap and decided just to let the bartender decide, whatever was on tap and on special, that's what he got. While he was at it, he ordered one for Sam as well before turning back to him. "Really? Wow. Well, considering this is my first job I can say the same thing but for different reasons." He chuckled but smiled at him. "What, not afraid to hang out with another guy after work, let alone one that has a little bit different outlooks on people than the rest of them?" Brody tried to phrase his words carefully, not sure if Sam was out or not and also if he didn't want other people around them to hear, he just hoped that Sam understood what he was trying to say.

Sam quickly accepted his drink from the bartender, smiling as he did so. "Well yes, I suppose I win by default don't I?" He added, laughing. "You'll bond with the other guys too, with time, if you want to that is." Then, he raised an eyebrow up at the boy's next statement. "A different outlook on people?" He repeated. "Your outlook fits me just fine, Weston. I like your outlook." He confirmed. "More people should share it around here... it'd make the town more... happy." The pun was terrible, but it got his message across.

Brody took his drink and took a small sip before shrugging with one shoulder. "I guess I'll see how they are. They seem like more of the 'this is a job and nothing more' type of guys though." He listened as Sam caught on to what he said and looked away for a moment before blushing slightly wondering if that was really what Sam meant or if it was just a slip. "Well, I see nothing wrong with your outlook either. As long as you're happy, no one else should give a shit." He shook his head before taking another gulp of his beer. "So you said that you would look into going to colleges later on but never for what. What do you want to go for?"

Sam nodded as he took a small sip of his drink. "Yeah, but I can't really say I blame them. Especially if they have a different outlook on life than we do. After a shift they may not want to hang out with each other, given what they just... did." The blond was being careful to be vague so as not to reveal what their job consisted of to any eavesdropper that might be listening. "Happiness is this one big thing that truly matters, isn't it? I'll drink to that!" he exclaimed before drinking down a sizable portion of his drink. "I'm not sure yet." He later said, answering Brody's question. "Maybe something artsy... I like arts."

Brody could agree with that. Not everyone would be proud to be a stripper, it wasn't really something that you told your family what you did, that's for sure. He cringed at the thought of his daughter ever finding out what he did, to wash away that thought, he took a long sip and tried not to cough at the taste down his throat. Shaking his head at Sam's excitement, he took another small sip himself especially after his big gulp before setting it down so he could process what he had already drank. Sam's response piqued his interest. "Really? That's cool. You probably don't even have to go to a big university for that but rather just go to like a community college or something. Cheaper and you learn the same thing." He shrugged, especially since he didn't know what he wanted to do with his life.

Sam nodded. "Yeah, but getting a degree is always good for the resume, that's for sure." He paused, smiling slightly. "You mentioned wanting to study music or something, right, if you were to go to college that is?" He casually took another sip of his drink. "It's weird how two guys like us ended up doing... well what we do. I know for a fact some of the guys are trying to use the job as a stepping stone to... well... the Major league, if you get what I mean. The filmed stuff... that's... I don't think that's my thing."

Brody bobbed his head in agreement. "Yeah, but the same degree comes from a college whether it's community or a university. Doesn't matter. Degree is a degree." He shook his head. "Yeah, that would be a last resort for me. This is just good for the time being especially since I need money faster than minimum wage can earn me." He picked up his drink and took a small sip. He took a quick look around the room and saw that there were only a few older guys in the bar, and one man with his wife, no one really their age around here. "So now you said that you had to siblings? How old are they?"

Sam was quick to agree. "Oh for sure, but you know, it's still enough incentive for me to try to get said degree. Plus with our hours, I could go to class and still work, easily. Like... it's just a couple hours, of course we have to keep in shape but you know, it's nothing too demanding. Not rally." He nodded his head along with his companion's next statement, not bothering to comment on it. Porn was indeed a last resort, one he hoped he'd never have to go to. "They're 12. Twins. Stevie and Stacey. Here, hang on, I'm pretty sure I have a picture of the three of us in my wallet." Indeed, he did. The blond fished it out quickly before passing it along to Brody.

Brody "Yeah, that's always a plus to it. Stay fit, get educated and get paid. Sounds like the dream deal." He thought about it for a minute before realizing that the option like that was no feasible for him with his child so he tossed that away immediately. Brody laughed at Sam as he pulled out a picture of the twins out of his wallet. "Like a proud father," he said smiling looking at the kids. The smile didn't last long as a pang of guilt hit his chest that he didn't even carry a picture of his daughter around with him. It really was like he was ashamed of her. He made a mental note to change that before slipping on a fake smile. "They're really cute. I'm sure they just love you."

Sam couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Yeah, you've busted me, I'm their father. I had them at six. What can I say, I was a very advanced kid for my age." He replied with a good-natured laugh. "I do love them though, really... they're part of the reason why I got into this. I didn't want them to have to worry... they were kids and they deserved to have a happy childhood like I did... they didn't need to spend it worrying about whether or not they'd get to get those new shoes they needed or whatever." He shrugged. "Family's important to me, I have to say... it sucks being away from them, but I go visit every so often."

Brody bit his lip and didn't laugh with Sam as heartily this time. It was funny but he still felt guilty. He took more of a drink from his beer until he almost finished it, as if he would only need one more gulp to finish it before departing. Brody then realized that he was separated from his family who were likely still in Kentucky while he lived here. "That sucks man. At least you get to see them." Pang. "So if you don't live with your family here, who do you live with, or are you by yourself?"

Sam rested his drink down for a minute realizing something. "At least I get to see them? Well yeah of course I see them... they're my family. Do you not... see yours often?" He asked, hesitantly. "My living situation is kind of bizarre actually." He admitted. "When I moved back to Ohio, I crashed at Kurt's, and then still stayed there for my senior year. Kurt's father is Burt Hummel. He's in congress." He explained, hoping the name would be familiar to Brody. "So... Kurt moved to New York, Finn, that's Burt's step-son, lives in the dorms at Lima U, he's working on a teaching degree, and Burt and his wife alternate between being here and being in DC. He's in good health, but he had a cancer scare recently. When he's not busy trying to change the world, he still works in his garage." Sam explained with a grin. "So yeah... I'm still with them. But due to the situation... One could say I live by myself a good 80% of the time."

Brody listened closely to Sam's rant and smiled that he had a second family to take care of him and Brody didn't want to cry at the hurt that he felt in his chest. He lost his only family and all of his friends turned him away which left him here, in Lima, with no one but Sam and his Landlady Susan. "That was nice of them." He mumbled before finally saying, "And in answer to your question, I was disowned." Brody drowned the rest of his drink, and was tempted to order another but he didn't want to take advantage of Sam's hospitality. Suddenly, Brody didn't want to stay anymore. "I um...thanks for the drink Sam. I think I'm going to be going."

Sam nodded, wanting to agree with Brody's claim. Quite frankly, Sam could probably praise Burt Hummel for hours, before he was able to do so however, Brody had thrown out the fact that he had been disowned and rather abruptly declared he was going to leave. Instinctively, Sam's hand reached forward and fell on Brody's arm, holding him in place gently. "Wait. I mean... are you taking off because of something I did? Brody... I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you or anything. Look... we all have baggage. I may seem like a golden boy on the outside, but that's just what it is. A shell." He sighed. "Please stay." He tried.

Brody had gotten up from the stool when an arm stopped him suddenly and he turned to see Sam holding his arm. Of course it was Sam, no one else would stop him. He thought for a moment before sitting back down slowly. "No, it's nothing you did. It's just, it's a sore subject still and no offense, knowing that you have a second family that took you in no questions asked sucks because no one did that for me." He sighed and looked at Sam. "If I'm going to stay, I'm going to need another beer," he chuckled lightly, trying to make the dark mood that he had created a little bit grey instead of black.

Sam listened to what his friend had to say silently, tearing his gaze away for a moment. When the boy requested another beer, the blond simply gestured towards the bartender, requesting two more. "Look man... yeah I'm the first one to admit that yeah, overall I got lucky... I made my way out of shitty situation, really. The thing is, just because your family disowns you doesn't mean you can't find another group of people to call your family. You said yourself your landlandy was a really awesome person... and I'm not trying to blow my own horn here, but if you need me, I'm here for you. I know we've only just met but hey... I could use a friend at work, and you... you could use a friend, period." He smiled, handing Brody his new drink.

Brody smiled sadly at him. "Thanks." He took a sip. "I think Susan only likes me because of L-er." He coughed and cleared his throat, slapping himself in the head for almost saying his daughters name. "Because of her extreme likeness towards children. Like you said, she's the grandmotherly type. I'm waiting for her to ring the bell and deliver cookies for me." He laughed and took a sip of his drink, smacking his lips at the taste. "Think we can switch to a happier topic than parents and families?"

Sam watched as his friend out of the blue choked on his own drink. "Are you okay man?" He asked, clearly concerned once Brody had recovered. "Hey, you know what, her reasons for liking you don't really matter. What counts is that she does like you and is willing to help you out." He said with a little smile. "But yeah, we can talk about whatever you want... look, just think of me as your buddy, okay? Nothing's off-limits as far as I'm concerned, you can tell me anything you're comfortable with, okay?" He smiled softly taking a sip of his drink.

Brody nodded and tried to take what he said in stride. No, none of his friends took him in, but a kind stranger did and she was becoming his family. He suddenly felt lighter and less horrible about himself and he smiled at Sam. "Thanks man. I'll be sure to do that. You're good at pep talks by the way." He took a sip of his beer and thought about it. "So, lets see. Happier topics. Um...favorite artist, band or music group whatever you want to call it."

Sam grinned. "It's an art form." He replied, with a little laugh, watching as his friend calmed himself down, visibly relaxing. "I like Hot Chelle Rae." He answered, with a shrug. "But I listen to plenty of music, so really... it's a hard question." He added, still smirking before taking a sip of his drink. "What about you?"

Brody nodded "Same here. I like them. Um, I'm actually partial to some of the more old school brands. Like Queen and the Rolling Stones, my mother raised me on them. But as for new school I like a band called Jack's Mannequin, they're pretty cool but relatively unknown." He shrugged and took a small sip, feeling a buzz already because he didn't drink much. "Your turn to ask a question now. Then we'll go back and forth."

Sam listened attentively, nodding his head at each band that was named. Then, his eyes widened suddenly. "No way! Dude I love Jack's Mannequin! I thought I was like... the only one who's ever heard of them ever." He paused, realizing the stupidity of his statement. "Well you know what I mean." He added with a laugh. Hesitating briefly, he went for an easy question. "Got any pets?"

Brody laughed in excitement as he said he had heard of it. "Oh my god! No way! That's so crazy! Cheers to that!" He held up his glass and clinked it with Sam's before taking a sip. He put his glass down before shaking his head. "Nah man. I had one back when I lived with my parents. A black lab, but when I moved it was hard enough to support myself let alone a pet. Maybe one day I'll get another one. Who knows." He shrugged before thinking. "Same question for yourself and also, what's your favorite candy?"

Sam let out a good natured laugh before listening to Brody's answer. "Ah yes, I understand. Must've sucked for you though..." He commented off-handedly, not wanting to drag down the conversation back to the depressing state it was in before they got new drinks. "No pets for me, though. I don't think I'd be able to care for a freaking goldfish." He grinned. "I like chocolate bars." He added with a smile. "Yourself?"

Brody didn't comment on losing his dog suddenly like that since it was like his baby, followed him everywhere - even on runs. He shook it off and looked at Sam before laughing. "Oh god. I've killed so many gold fish in my life it's not even funny, yet here I am laughing." He shook his head to calm himself down but it didn't really work. "Makes sense. White Chocolate?" he asked with a wink. "I like Snickers honestly. They fill you up and I can tell myself that I just ate a chocolate covered peanut or something."

Sam grinned laughing along with his companion. "Poor goldfishes... oh well, they had good lives. Except for the part that they died." He said, drinking some more of his beer. "Yep, that's where the name came from." He replied, with another wink. "You like eating peanuts?" He said leaning in. "I could always cover mine up in chocolate for you." He said, laughing. "Just kidding... just kidding."

Brody shook his head at him and tried not to react to the wink. The more he drank, the more he found Sam attractive and he already did find him attractive to begin with. He nodded at the peanut joke and then slapped Sam's arm at the punch line. He raised an eyebrow at him. "You sure you're joking? I sure wouldn't mind having some chocolate covered nuts right now." He casually sipped at his drink while he looked at Sam for his reaction.

Sam stood there, silent for a minute. "How serious are you being right now?" He asked after a moment. "I mean, if you want to go back to my place... we... could." He said shaking his head. "But you said earlier you wanted a break from... well... encounters."

Brody swallowed his beer as his eyes flew open wide. He had no idea that Sam was being serious. Brody was obviously interested, Sam was fucking hot and now he was drunk. His dick was growing hard just thinking about it. The only problem was...his daughter. "Sam...I think it would be fun and I would want to do it, but...not tonight. I need to get home actually. It's getting pretty late."

Sam nodded, silently, trying to see if Brody was being honest or if he was just politely rejecting him. Too proud to just give up now, he spoke up again. "Alright I understand that... though, you know, you could totally crash at my place if you needed to. Like... it's not a problem, I have plenty of room in my bed." He said throwing in a wink. "What's waiting for you at home except unopened boxes from your recent moving?"

Brody groaned at the invitation of sleeping in Sam's bed. He missed the warmth of another person. How was he going to get out of this one? He couldn't very well say 'Sorry, I only have my babysitter for my daughter for another twenty minutes. Let's go and make it a quickie.' He didn't know where it came from but he just shook his head. "I've got a wonderful lady at home that is expecting me in twenty minutes and if I don't get home in time, she'll call the cops. Maybe next time I can give her more warning not to expect me until morning." He winked at Sam and drained his beer before standing up. "Wanna walk me home then, handsome?"

Sam listed to Brody's explanation, nodding slightly from time to time. At least it seemed it wasn't him that was the problem. "Alright then... maybe next time." He said, flashing the boy a quick smile before finishing his own beer. "Sure I'll walk with you... where do you live?"

Brody nodded. However, he didn't know how to say 'Next time, just tell me when you plan to bed me so I can tell the babysitter' so he didn't say anything but just stood up. "Make sure you pay the bill there Sam." He winked at him before walking off slightly. "Not too far from here. Like, four blocks?" He gave his address anyhow, although only when Sam was closer to him so not everyone heard where he lived."

Sam let out a laugh and nodded before making his way over to the bar in order to pay for their drinks. This was quickly done and he returned next to Brody's side. "Oh that's not too far then." He concluded, as he started walking towards the address. "You know." He began after a moment. "I'm sorry if I was coming on too strong... I do like you, Brody... but I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything..."

Brody was glad that Sam was walking him home. While Brody knew the streets, he didn't know them perfectly. Especially at night from an unfamiliar location. Plus he didn't want to leave Sam too early. He swallowed thickly before looking over to Sam. "No...not at all. I like you too Sam. I mean, we were talking about making out with each other for a show anyhow, so we just went a little farther this time, that's all." Brody wanted to say something along the lines of apologizing for not wanting to do anything, but didn't know how to say it so he just said, "I just...I guess I don't know you all that well? Not that I think that you're a serial killer or something but just....I don't know and I'm rambling now."

Sam nodded along with Brody's little speech, not quite sure how to reply to it. The man seem to be growing more and more nervous as they approached his house, and the blond wasn't too sure what to think of that. "Yeah... you're rambling." He said, taking in a few steps towards him and capturing his lips into a sweet kiss, trying to explore as much of Brody's mouth as possible, pulling away only when he truly needed air. "Now you're not anymore." He said with a grin. "Consider this a sneak preview... or you know, one last ditch effort trying to convince you to invite me in tonight."

Brody was shocked when Sam started to kiss him. It was the last thing that he expected, but it was oh so welcome. His lips were so soft and while his tongue tasted of the beer he just drank, he wanted more. But oxygen proved to be more important and they broke away. Brody groaned and placed his head on Sam's chest. "You're such a tease. I want to...but the answer is still no. I'm sorry." He looked up at Sam, taking in the beauty of his face before continuing on the short walk to his front door. He turned back to Sam. "Thanks for walking me back. I probably would have been lost on the streets of Lima by now. And thanks for the drinks. I needed those."

Sam brought his hands up around Brody's body, hugging the boy for a short moment before letting him go. "So... you didn't want to come over to my place because your landlady was expecting you. I walk you home and you still don't want me in there?" He shook his head. "What is it you're so afraid of Brody? Or... is it me?" He realized he was being pushy, but rationally, the entire situation made no sense. "I just thought... maybe... never mind, apparently I was wrong." The blond was hurt, he had to admit, because what was Brody's current excuse for not letting him in? Even if the landlandy could possibly see him, he could always be introduced to her as a coworker, nothing more. Brody had seemed so into him back at the bar, and he hadn't pushed him away when they kissed. "I'm sorry... you're just... confusing me right now. You're welcome for the drinks... and the walk. I guess I'll see you at work." His tone had suddenly become more distant, more withdrawn.

Brody felt his heart drop and suddenly felt guilty for leading the man on. "Sam wait." He called out to him before grabbing onto his arm to explain, but couldn't come up with anything solid. "I have my reasons, okay? Please. It's not you, this time it really is me. I wish I could explain better but, it's part of my secret that I just am not ready to tell yet." He reached up and cupped Sam's face softly. "You're amazing. And one night I would love to stay in your bed. Just give me a date and I'll be there. Just not tonight."

Sam was about to walk away, feeling rejected when he was suddenly stopped. Turning, he searched Brody's eyes for an hint of truth, calmly listening to his reasons. "You... have baggage Brody. But so have I." He said after a moment. "What I know of you is amazing... and I'm sure the rest of it is too." He paused for a moment, being careful with his wording. "You said you were jealous of me for having 2 families... well, that second one, I made it myself. By trusting people, letting them in... you can get one like that too." He said, letting his hand brush against the man's cheek. "Doesn't have to be me. Doesn't have to be tonight... but man... this is gonna burden you if you try to carry the entire world's weight on your shoulders." He smiled, sadly. "Just... we'll arrange something some other day okay? I'm not giving up on you." He leaned in again, pressing another kiss on the boy's lips. "Thanks for the first date, I guess."