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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Spencer_Porter/Alistair_(Glee)
  Character:
      Spencer_Porter, Alistair_(Glee), Mason_McCarthy, Madison_McCarthy, Kitty
      Wilde, Sheldon_Beiste, Sam_Evans
  Additional Tags:
      Masturbation, Sexting, Dildos, Exhibitionism, Anal_Fingering, Rimming,
      Anal_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-03-27 Completed: 2015-06-25 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 13898
****** A Long Weekend ******
by Araloth
Summary
     Spencer isn't thrilled to be spending a whole weekend away from his
     boyfriend. Alistair finds ways to help him cope...
Notes
     So right now I'm picturing this as a three parter but we'll see how
     it goes...
***** A Late Night *****
Spencer flopped down onto the bed with a sigh. As far as hotel bed’s went it
could have been worse. Everything was clean and the mattress wasn’t too lumpy.
The team had definitely stayed in worse places.
He moved to plug in his phone and glanced at the room’s second bed. Mason was
already asleep, and snoring softly. The entire football team and the cheerios
were on this trip. They had a big game tomorrow, and given the distance from
Lima, Coach Beiste had the school put everyone up in a hotel for the night.
Everyone had been paired off, and Spencer and Mason had wound up sharing a
room. The two of them had become good friends recently, but Spencer would have
preferred to spend the weekend with someone else.
Spencer checked his phone again. No new messages from Alistair. The two had
been texting almost non-stop since the football team’s bus had left Lima.
Spencer loved football, but the thought of missing an entire weekend with his
boyfriend to go play a team the Titans would easily crush wasn’t that
appealing. Still the team needed him, so here he was in a hotel room on a
Thursday night, over two hours away from his boyfriend.
Setting the alarm on his phone, Spencer pulled back the bed’s covers and
climbed in. Coach wanted them all up early tomorrow. He should really try and
get some sleep. Spencer turned off the light and rolled over. He could text
Alistair again in the morning.
Several hours later according to his phone’s clock, Spencer still wasn’t
asleep. He sighed and looked over at Mason. He was still fast asleep. His
snoring wasn’t that loud and under normal circumstances it wouldn’t have even
phased Spencer, but for some reason he just couldn’t get to sleep. He briefly
considered waking the other boy up to get him to stop but quickly dismissed the
idea. He wasn’t that much of an ass. Besides at least one of them should get a
decent night’s sleep. Spencer checked his phone again. It was almost 3:00 in
the morning. Spencer groaned. He had to be up in five hours for breakfast. On a
whim Spencer started a text to Alistair.
You up?
He realized how silly it was the moment he’d sent it. Of course Alistair wasn’t
up. He was probably sound asleep like any normal person. Alistair wouldn’t see
the message until tomorrow. Sighing he set the phone back down on the end
table. Spencer was about to close his eyes when he heard a soft beep from his
phone. He quickly reached over to grab it and nearly knocked the lamp off the
table. Thankfully it seemed Mason was a heavy sleeper, the noise hadn’t woken
him. Spencer looked at his phone. One new message from Alistair.
Nmhgh
Spencer stared at the phone for a minute. Either Alistair had invented some new
acronym or he had bumped his phone in his sleep. Spencer pressed a few keys and
waited to see if he’d get a response.
?
After a few minutes his phone chimed again.
I’m awake now. -_-
Spencer guiltily typed a reply.
Sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you. Can’t sleep.
Alistair’s reply came a little faster this time.
S’okay. Sorry you can’t sleep. Worried about the big game tomorrow?
Spencer broke into a smile. Only Alistair would be concerned for him minutes
after Spencer had woken him up. He typed back.
Nah. The team we’re facing’s not very good. We’ll win.
His phone beeped again with Alistair’s reply.
Then how come?
Idk. Mason’s snoring doesn’t help.
I didn’t know he snored.
It’s not that bad. He’s fairly quiet.
Not like somebody else I know? :p
Spencer laughed softly to himself. When Alistair had stayed over once for some
“Studying” Spencer had fallen asleep afterwards. Alistair had taken a video of
him curled up in his bed snoring loudly. For weeks afterwards he had joked that
Spencer’s parents must have heard. And how lucky they were that his parents
hadn’t come up to check on them. As supportive as they were Alistair doubted
they would have appreciated seeing their son and his boyfriend half naked and
in bed together.
What can I say I was tired. All that studying wore me out.
Alistair’s reply came almost instantly. Spencer could just imagine the smug
look on his boyfriend’s face.
As I recall I did most of the work. And you only got a B- on your bio quiz. :p
Spencer smiled and began a message back.
The anatomy part used a woman’s body. It was missing all the fun bits. It’s not
my fault I can’t remember the other stuff.
Spencer paused for a minute and smirked. Then he added one more line.
I would have gotten an A+ if I got to label parts of you. ;p
He waited a minute. Then his phone beeped with Alistair’s reply.
You certainly know my how to take care of my “fun bits”. Although someone how I
doubt Mrs. Simmons would let you demonstrate that knowledge.
Spencer fought the urge to laugh, not wanting to disturb Mason. He grinned as
he composed his reply.
I don’t know. Mrs. Simmons seems kinda kinky to me. I’d bet she’d love two hot
studs together.
Gross Spenc. She’s our teacher. I really don’t want to think about her like
that. Or any woman for that matter.
Grinning, Spencer texted back.
See? That was the problem I had in the first place.
After a few minutes with no more from Alistair, Spencer set his phone down on
the table. Alistair had already gone above and beyond, texting him when he
probably would have loved nothing more then to go to back to sleep. Spencer
didn’t want to keep him up any later on his account. He rolled away from the
table and faced the wall. He tried to get comfortable, and slowly closed his
eyes. But after a few minutes his phone buzzed again.
Spencer reached behind him to the table and fumbled around for his phone.
Finally he got it, and brought it around to see the new message.
What kind of hotel are you guys in?
He typed slowly
Idk. Some cheap motel. Not too bad. No stains on the walls or anything and the
beds seem decent.
Spencer sent the message. The he quickly typed one more line and sent that too.
Rather be in bed with you.
It came off a bit more suggestive than Spencer had intended it to. He’d just
meant the thought of sleeping in the same bed as Alistair was infinitely more
appealing than this. Although other things were always fun too.
Alistair’s response chimed a moment later.
I miss you too.
Spencer was about to respond when his phone chimed again. Alistair had sent him
a picture. Spencer clicked on it and the picture slowly loaded. At first
Spencer wasn’t sure what it was supposed to be of, but as his eyes adjusted and
he studied the picture more closely it became clear. Alistair must have held
the phone up by his face and shot down, capturing the length of his bed. In the
middle of the photo the sheets were raised, tented up. Spencer quickly read the
caption Alistair had added to the photo.
My fun bits really miss you.
Barely biting back a groan Spencer started his reply.
Really Al?
What? I just wanted to show you how much I miss you. :p I figured releasing a
little stress might help you sleep.
In spite of himself Spencer could feel his cock beginning to harden in his
shorts.
Mason’s less than 10 feet away. Not that I don’t love you but this seems like a
bad idea.
You said he’s asleep right? Besides you need something to take your mind off
his snoring.
Spencer shot a quick glance over his shoulder at Mason. The other boy had
actually stopped snoring. But he was still fast asleep, breathing regularly and
deeply. Spencer could feel his resolve fading. The thought of sharing an
intimate moment with his boyfriend was just too enticing.
So how do we do this?
Alistair’s response came almost instantly.
What are you wearing?
This time Spencer couldn’t help it, a small chuckle escaped as he read the
message.
Seriously?
It’s like a requirement. It’s sexy.
Spencer looked down at himself. He didn’t really see how a t-shirt and shorts
were sexy but he guessed if they were on Alistair he might see it differently.
T-shirt and shorts. Would have gone shirtless but the hotel’s AC is too high
Too cold huh? Were your nipples getting hard?
Spencer blushed. He and Alistair weren’t exactly shy about each other’s bodies
but something about doing this over the phone seemed to make Alistair bolder.
And Spencer would be lying if he said he didn’t love it. His fingers shook
slightly as he typed back.
Yeah. What are you wearing Al?
Just boxers.
Spencer felt his dick getting even harder. How should he respond to that? He
was about to type a reply when his phone beeped again.
See?
Alistair had sent him another picture. This time Alistair’s face was in the
frame, giving Spencer a sexy smile. He had pulled the covers back to show of
his impressive chest, and near the bottom of the picture the checkered
waistband of his boxers was just visible, one hand hooked under the band as the
other took the picture. Spencer could tell Alistair was still tired, but he
looked amazing. Sometimes Spencer couldn’t believe his luck.
God Al you look amazing.
Thxs.
Can I see you?
Spencer looked over his shoulder cautiously. Mason was still fast asleep, and
Spencer wanted nothing more than to please his boyfriend. Quickly he pulled his
shirt over his head tossing it on the floor next to the bed. He pulled the
sheets back and sat up a little to show off his abs. Alistair loved his abs.
Finally he reached down with his left hand and grasped his growing bulge
through his shorts. He glanced over at Mason one more time before holding his
phone up and taking the picture.
CLICK!
The camera’s flash must have only lasted a few seconds but to Spencer it seemed
like an eternity. As soon he had the picture he quickly pulled the covers back
on and waited, listening intently for any movement from Mason. After a few
minutes with no change he felt safe enough to pull his phone back out and send
the picture to Alistair.
Alistair’s reply was instant.
You look so hot Spenc. Wish I was there with you.
Me too Al :(
Your shorts look a little tight though :p
Spencer's cock throbbed in his shorts and he gave it a quick squeeze.
Who’s faults that?
You only hard for me Spenc?
Spencer bit back a groan, Alistair was killing him. If he knew Al was this good
at sexting he would have proposed it a long time ago.
Always.
This time Alistair took a little longer to reply. No doubt trying to decide to
between acknowledging the sincerity of Spencer’s message and continuing the
dirty talk they were both craving. Finally Spencer felt his phone buzz again.
Love you too Spenc.
But since you’re so hard maybe you should take off your shorts. Wouldn’t want
to injure yourself before the game tomorrow.
Smirking, Spencer typed back his reply.
You want me to take my shorts off Al?
God yes Spenc. What are you wearing underneath? You going commando again?
Spencer pulled his shorts down and kicked them to the side.
Boxer Briefs.
Alistair’s replies were slowing down and Spencer had a good idea why.
You jerking off thinking about me Al?
Yeah. Love you in boxer briefs. Everything on display.
Spencer moaned and shoved a hand down his boxers grasping his own needy cock.
It felt amazing, and knowing Alistair was doing the same thing, all the way
back in Lima was a huge turn on.
Spencer phone buzzed again. Alistair had sent him another picture.
It was a dick pic. Alistaer’s boxers were down around his knees, one hand
working his rock hard erection as the other took the picture. There was a
caption again too.
So hot for you.
Spencer groaned and began jerking himself even fasted.
Let me see you.
Spencer was so close he didn’t want to stop now. He ran his hand over the
sensitive head of his cock, collecting the pre cum beading there and quickly
pulling it down the long length.
Please?
Spencer sighed. Reluctantly he let go of his aching cock and slid his boxer
briefs down his legs. His dick smacked into his hard abs as it was released and
pulsed with need. Spencer pulled the covers back and held his phone up. With
his other hand he propped up his aching dick pointing it right at the camera.
CLICK!
You’ve got me so hard Al. Need to get off bad.
Spencer waited for the reply fighting the urge to finish himself off then and
there. This was as much for Alistair as it was for him.
Uhh me too Spen. Together.
Spencer resumed jacking his cock with gusto. He closed his eyes images flashing
before him. Alistair in his own bed masturbating. His hand running over his
hard cock. Reaching down to play with his balls. The look of sheer bliss Al
always got when he finally came. And with that Spencer lost it. His cock
erupted spraying his chest with shot after shot of cum.
Sighing contentedly Spencer just laid there for awhile. His mind was just
starting to drift towards sleep when his phone buzzed again.
It was another picture of Alistair. He had cum all his himself and was smiling
happily at the camera.
Good luck tomorrow.
Spencer laughed and took a picture of his own painted body.
Thanks. For everything. Think I can definitely sleep now.
Spencer used the sheets to clean himself off as best he could thinking guiltily
of the maid who would clean the bed tomorrow. He pulled his boxers and shorts
back on and tried to find his shirt as best he could in the dark before finally
giving up. He settled back into bed and pulled the covers up. Just before
putting his phone down he typed one last message to Alistair.
Good night. Love you Al.
He was about to close his eyes when his phone beeped one last time.
Love you too.<3
Spencer fell asleep with a smile on his face.
 
The next morning Spencer was beat. He barely remembered rolling out of bed or
his shower, although he had made sure to wash the rest of the dried cum off. He
stumbled downstairs for breakfast, desperate for coffee and the sweet taste of
caffeine.
He was sitting alone at a table nursing his second cup and eating a plate of
eggs when Mason came down. Spencer managed a smile and Mason came over to sit
down. Up close Spencer couldn’t help but notice that Mason looked almost as
tired as Spencer felt.
“You look beat man.”
Mason took a big sip of his own coffee and rolled his eyes. “You should look in
the mirror.”
Spencer couldn’t help but smile thinking of last night. “It was worth it.”
Mason gave Spencer a knowing smile. “I’m sure it was. But next time you and
Alistair stay up late sexting could you do me a favor and put your phone on
silent? This may be an easy game for the football team today but our cheerios
routines are anything but.“
And with that Mason stood up and walked over to the breakfast line with a smile
on his face. Leaving a dumbstruck and guilty looking Spencer to watch as he
began a very animated conversation with Madison.
***** After the Game *****
Chapter Summary
     Spencer and Alistair celebrate after the Titan's win...
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
 
Alistair was finding this way too funny.
“ Wow. How long was he awake for?"
Spencer had been trying to get Alistair on Facetime ever since breakfast with
Mason.  He’d finally gotten a hold of Alistair several hours later. Spencer
couldn’t blame Alistair, given the opportunity he’d have slept late too after
their late night fun. Spencer had expected Alistair to be equally embarrassed
regarding Mason’s admission, but so far all he’d done was laugh about it.
“I don’t know” Spencer sighed “I didn’t really want to push him for details.
But he and Madison have the whole twin thing and you just know that-
“Relax Spenc, I really doubt he’s going to tell Madison. Besides, even if he
did she’d probably find it kinda hot.”
Spencer grimaced. “Not helping.”
Alistair laughed. “Sorry. Don’t worry about it though. Mason’s a cool guy. Just
focus on the game.
“Yeah I guess.”
“Still wish I could be there.”
“Me too Al.”
The bus was pulling into the local high school. Reluctantly Spencer started
gathering up his things. When the bus finally stopped the team began filing off
one by one.
“We just got here. I’m going to have to-“
“Let’s move it Spencer! We don’t have all day.” Coach Bieste shouted from the
front of the bus.
“I’ve got to go Al. I’ll call you after the game.”
“I can hear Coach Bieste’s yelling from here” Alistair laughed. “Good luck.
Love you Spenc.”
“Love you too Al” Spencer said with a grin.
By the time Spencer made it into the locker room, the rest of the team had
already claimed their lockers, leaving Spencer with one in a row by himself,
farthest from the door and the showers. Spencer didn’t mind. It gave him more
space for his stuff. He was just working the locker open when Sam called for
everyone’s attention.
“Coach Bieste wants everyone out on the field to warm up in five minutes guys.
Make sure you’re all suited up.”
Sam’s announcement was met with some grumbling, but the players began changing
into their football gear nonetheless. Spencer stripped down and stowed his
clothes in the locker. He opened his football bag and grabbed his uniform.
Spencer pulled on his jock and was stepping into his pants when he caught sight
of his reflection. Since he was in the last row, the wall behind Spencer had a
large mirror hung on it instead of more lockers. In theory the mirror was there
so the Coach could keep an eye on players without having to walk the full
length of the locker room, but a large pile of equipment blocked the angle. 
Spencer gave himself a quick once over in the mirror. His ass looked awesome in
his football pants. Alistair loved it when Spencer wore clothes that showed off
his impressive physique. Seeing Spencer in his football gear had always done
something special for Alistair though. It had lead to some very steamy post
game sex on several occasions. Spencer sighed. That wouldn’t be happening
today, but he could still let Alistair enjoy the view.
He quickly poked his head around the corner to make sure no one was coming.
Spencer knew his teammates didn’t care that he was gay, but somehow he figured
taking pictures in the locker to send to his boyfriend might test the limits of
their tolerance, even if they were just of him.
Seeing no one Spencer turned back to the mirror. He pulled out his phone,
aiming it carefully over his shoulder to capture his spandex clad butt and his
smile. When the camera clicked he pulled up the photo to inspect his handiwork.
Perfect. He wrote a quick caption and sent it to Alistair before rushing to
finish getting ready.
Since you can’t be here thought I’d bring your favorite part of the game to
you. Call you later <3
Spencer checked his phone to make sure the message had sent and then switched
it off. He tossed it in the locker and ran to join to his teammates for warm
ups.
 
“Hike!”
The center snapped the ball back to Spencer. Spencer took a few steps back and
quickly surveyed the field. His eye caught the scoreboard. The Titans were up
by over forty points with less than a minute left in the game. There was no way
they could lose this. But that wasn’t what Spencer was focused on. Seeing an
opening in the opposing team’s line Spencer took off like a shot running the
ball down the field as fast as he could.
Spencer leaped over an opposing player, and managed to shake off another
leaving him with a clear path to the end zone. He crossed over the line just as
the buzzer sounded. Touchdown. McKinley had won handily, and even better
Spencer had just set a school scoring record. He took his helmet off and
whooped happily as his teammates rushed to congratulate him. Before he knew
what was happening he felt himself being hoisted up onto the shoulders of
several of his teammates.
“SPENCER! SPENCER! SPENCER!”
Laughing his eyes briefly found Mason, Kitty and Madison over with the rest of
the cherrios. Madison and Kitty were clapping and cheering along with everyone,
but Mason just grinned and shook his head, offering Spencer a thumbs up.
After observing all the pleasantries, shaking hand with the losing team, and
thanking them for inviting the Titans, the team finally made it back to the
locker room where the celebration really kicked into gear.
“Alright everybody huddle up!” Coach Bieste shouted. He and Sam were all
smiles. The team fell in around them still cheering.
“First off nice job on another win out their guys! We keep this up and we may
be on our way to the state tournament. “
That brought a loud round of cheers, several players smacking each other on the
back. Spencer was grinning right along with them. The team was on a roll this
year.
“Secondly,” Coach Bieste continued “Let’s here it for your quarterback for
setting a new school record out there!” Coach Bieste and Sam clapped right
along with everybody else for that one. Spencer tried to look humble but felt a
grin forming. Coach Bieste turned to Sam. “Sam will you do the honors?”
Smiling Sam pulled a football out from behind his back “I think it goes without
saying but game ball’s for Spencer. Let’s hear it for him!” Sam cheered.
Spencer happily took the game ball and accepted all of his teammates praise. He
couldn’t wait to share the news with Alistair.
“Everybody go ahead and get cleaned up and then we’ll head back to the hotel. I
want the bus out of here in half an hour.” Coach Bieste said.
That finally caused the celebration to break up, as the players headed to their
lockers and the showers. Spencer walked down to his row and pulled off his pads
and his jersey, happy to be free of them. He kicked off his shoes and was
rummaging for his phone when he heard Sam call him.
“Spencer?”
Spencer set his phone down on the bench with his clothes and poked his head
around the corner.
“What’s up Sam?”
“I’ve got something for you…”
Sam was carrying a small box covered in wrapping paper. There was a bow and
card attached. “Here this is for you bud.”
Spencer smiled confused “Oh…well thanks Sam but it’s not my birthday or
anything…”
Sam laughed. “It’s from Alistair. He asked me to give it you if we won the
game.”
Grinning at his boyfriend’s thoughtfulness Spencer happily accepted the
package. “Thanks Sam. I was just about to call him.”
“Say hello for me.” Sam said as he turned to head back to the coach’s office.
“Will do.” Spencer called back. He took the package and slowly walked back to
his locker. He couldn’t figure out what it could be for. He was tempted to
shake it but he didn’t know if it was breakable. Spencer would hate to ruin a
wonderful gesture on his boyfriend’s part by breaking the gift.
He opened the card. The note was scrawled in Alistair’s horribly sloppy
handwriting but Spencer had become something of an expert at deciphering it.
Congratulations! Guess this means you won. Thought you might be a little
lonely. Make sure you’re alone when you open this.  –Al
Spencer looked around the corner. Most of his teammates were either already in
the showers or changing. No one could see him. He stepped back to his locker
and gently unwrapped Alistair’s gift. Why would Alistair have wanted him to-
Oh.Spencer understood the moment he opened the box. He blushed. Wow. Spencer
grabbed his phone and looked around one more time to make sure no one could see
him and then pushed the button to Facetime Alistair.
As the phone rang, Spencer looked back at the contents of the box. Alistair had
gotten him a dildo. A freaking dildo. It was made entirely of clear plastic, a
thick shaft with a rounded base at the end. A large suction cup was attached to
the base’s bottom, Spencer supposed so it could be mounted on something.
His phone beeped and suddenly Alistair’s face appeared all smiles.
“Hey!” he said quickly “How’d it go?”
Spencer smiled. “We won.”
“Congratulations.”
“It was pretty cool.” Spencer felt himself blushing again. “I actually just set
a school record…”
“That’s great!” Alistair exclaimed. “We’ll have to celebrate when you get back.
Maybe we can-“
Spencer cut him off. “Sam just gave me your package.”  
Alistair smiled ruefully. “Well it’s not actually my package but I thought
you’d like it. Although the picture you sent certainly has me wishing it were
mine…”
Laughing Spencer pulled the dildo out of the box. He ran his hand
experimentally along the shaft. It looked to be about six inches. “Yeah. You’re
a little bigger. Still…” Spencer shot Alistair a sexy grin and ran his tongue
along the length, pausing just a moment to suck on the head. The plastic felt a
little weird, but not bad. “I guess it works…”
“Wow that’s hot…” Alistair moaned.
Spencer laughed. “How did you get this to Sam anyways?”
“I gave it to him before you guys left.” Alistair said “He promised he’d give
it to you if you guys won.”
“Why didn’t you mention it to me last night?”
Alistair grinned. “Well I wasn’t exactly planning on last night. Besides I
wanted it to be a surprise.”  
“Well I was definitely surprised.” Spencer said as he studied the toy more
closely.
Alistair bit back a groan. Seeing his sweaty, shirtless boyfriend in tight
football pants sizing up a dildo was more than a little arousing. Alistair
reached down and subtly adjusted himself in jeans.
“I figured you could take it for a spin later. You’ll have to let me know how
you like it. “ Alistair laughed “Although since you probably don’t want to scar
Mason any further-“ He broke off as Spencer set his phone down and momentarily
walked out of frame. “Spencer?”
Spencer looked down the hallway one last time. No one was paying any attention
to him. And with all the cheering and banging of lockers there was no way
anyone would be able to hear him. He walked back to his phone. Grinning at
Alistair, he grabbed his clothes and used them to balance the phone in the
locker, standing it up without Spencer having to hold it. Then he reached down
and started undoing the laces of his pants.
“Spenc are you sure-“
“Relax Al” Spencer said as he finished untying the laces “It’s a locker room.
I’m supposed to be changing.”
Alistair laughed but watched hungrily as Spencer slid the spandex down his
muscular legs. “Somehow I doubt the other guys are streaming themselves to
their significant others.”
Spencer grinned. “Well that’s because they’re not as smart as I am. Or as lucky
to have a boyfriend like you.” Spencer was just in his jockstrap now, the pouch
bulging around his hard cock. “Are you as hard as I am right now Al?”
Alistair groaned. “Pretty much.” He squeezed his own bulge through his jeans.
Running a hand down first his pecs, then his abs, Spencer ghosted a hand over
his clothed erection. The he turned sideways, giving Alistair a perfect view of
his exposed ass. Alistair silently thanked whoever designed the things for
coming up with such a sexy look. His reverie was broken when Spencer brought
his hand up to his mouth. “What are you…”
Spencer gave Alistair a devilish look and began to gently to suck on two of his
fingers. Realization hit Alistair like a freight train. “Y-Your going to use it
here? After the thing with Mason? What if-“
“I’m so horny right now Al.” Spencer moaned softly. “The thought of showing you
this-especially here-it’s really turning me on…” Alistair nearly lost it as he
watched Spencer pull the globes of his ass apart and star gently working his
fingers inside.
“God Spenc…Anybody could see…”
“I’m at the far end of the locker room. Nobody’s going to see. It’s just you.
Just you and me.” Spencer moaned. He started working more of fingers in slowly
stretching himself out.
Alistair threw caution to the wind. He ripped off his shirt and quickly yanked
down his jeans and boxers. His cock jumped free, desperate for physical
contact. Alistair spit into his hand and began slowly jerking his dick as
watched Spencer finger himself. There was no way he could stay worried about
being caught when his beautiful boyfriend was performing for him.
Sliding in a third finger Spencer let out a groan. A small wet spot was forming
on the front of his jock. It was obscenely tented now, Spencer’s cock straining
to break free. “I’m almost ready…” Spencer moaned. With the hand not partially
inside him Spencer picked up the dildo Alistair had given him. He began gently
sucking the tip.
A moan escaped as Alistair squeezed his balls to fight the urge to cum right
then and there. There was no way he’d let himself lose it before the main
event. He’d been imagining Spencer using the dildo since he got it and now he
was going to get to actually see it.
Sighing reluctantly Spencer pulled the fingers from his ass. Satisfied the sex
toy was suitably wet he used the suction cup to affix it to the bench right in
front of his locker and Alistair’s eyes. With a grin he reached up to the
waistband of his jock and slowly slid it down. Spencer’s cock smacked into his
abs trailing drops of precum, and pulsing with desire.
Reaching down Spencer lined the dildo up with his hole and began to gently
slide it inside. Spencer shuddered slightly as the cool plastic connected with
the warm walls of his ass, the contrast sending a pleasant shiver up his spine
and right back to his dick. He moaned as he slowly worked more of the toy
inside. Finally, all six inches were inside him. Spencer sat on the bench and
gave himself a moment to adjust to the plastic cock inside him, his own cock
standing proud, and harder than ever.
“This feels amazing Al…” Spencer moaned. “S’not as good as you but it’s pretty
close.”
“You look so hot Spenc…and you certainly know how to make a guy feel
appreciated.”
Spencer laughed and gave Alistair a sexy grin. He lifted himself up, only an
inch or so, and then slid back down on the toy. Spencer reached down to his
leaking cock and gave it a few soft strokes.
“Was this what you were thinking about when you got this Al? Me rock hard and
slowly fucking myself on this toy? Wishing it was your dick?
Alistair groaned and speed up the strokes on his cock. “Yeah…I know how hot you
get after a game. All that pent up energy…Didn’t want to leave you hanging…
Rising up to almost the head of the dildo Spencer quickly lower himself back
down again, speeding up his thrusts as Alistair spoke.
“Gorgeous Spener…I love it when you show off for me…”
Spencer moaned. “The show’s only ever for you. God Al this feels amazing. Maybe
I’ll have to give you a turn when we get back.
“Think I’d prefer you fuck me with the real thing.” Alistair moaned
Grasping his rock hard dick Spencer gave it a few more tugs, collecting the
precum beading on the tip. He gave it a light smack, making the impressive tool
bounce before Alistair’s eye. “You can reach places that toy never could”
Alistair said.
Spencer was about to give a witty come back when he suddenly gasped and felt
his eyes glaze over. “Oh wow…” he moaned.
Seeing Spencer’s reaction Alistair knew he must have finally found his
prostate. Seeing his boyfriend slowly come apart was bringing Alistair close.
Trembling, Spencer aimed the toy cock at the same spot and quickly lowered
himself on it again. He groaned as the cool plastic rubbed against his
prostate. Spencer started moving as fast as he could, hitting the same spot
with the dildo each time.
Alistair couldn’t take his eyes off Spencer. His boyfriend was fucking himself
with a crazed fervor. Spencer had stopped jerking his cock and was gripping the
bench with both hands as he pumped himself up and down on the dildo. Spencer’s
cock was swinging wildly as he pumped his hips, smacking against his abs and
legs. The large organ was steadily leaking precum, splattering drops as it
bounced. Alistair could feel the familiar tingling sensation in his balls as he
watched and knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
Spencer slammed himself down riding the dildo as hard as he could. He was so
close. With another thrust of the dildo Spencer’s cock erupted. He kept
bouncing on it, slowly fucking the cum out of himself as his dick pulsed again
and again.
Alistair watched Spencer’s orgasm over take him. Spencer’s cock shot cum all
over his chest and the lockers even managing to get a few drops on Spencer’s
chin. The sight of his boyfriend covered in his own cum was too much for
Alistair, his own cock spraying his hand with a warm load.
Sighing contentedly, Spencer slowly slid off the dildo and laid down on the
bench catching his breath. “I think I owe you an awesome gift Al…” Spencer
gasped.
Laughing Alistair whipped his hand off on his stomach. “I think I got more then
enough out of this.” As his post orgasm haze slowly dissipated Alistair took
stock of the mess Spencer had made. “You’d better get cleaned up though.”
Groaning Spencer slowly pulled himself off the bench. He picked up the dildo
and stowed it in his athletic bag. Then catching Alistair’s eye he ran his hand
over his chest collecting the cum there and the few drops from his chin.
Without breaking eye contact with Alistair he slowly licked his hand clean.
After he had swallowed he laughed. “Yours tastes better.”
“Mmm.” Alistair sighed happily. “well as sexy as that was I don’t think you
want to lick the lockers clean.”
Spencer laughed and pulled out his towel whipping down the lockers he’d
sprayed. He’d just finished when he head footsteps approaching.
“Spencer?” Sam called.
Sam rounded the corner a second later. Spencer was standing there completely
nude except for the towel around his shoulder still Facetiming with his
boyfriend. Sam seemed unphased by Spencer’s nudity, and Alistair realized this
was completely normal for a locker room. Alistair quickly adjusted the angle of
his phone to hide his own nudity from Sam and prevent him from putting two and
two together.
“Oh hey Alistair.” Sam said cheerfully when he saw him. “Did Spencer like your
present?
Fighting hard not to blush, Alistair just smiled at Sam’s kindness. “It was
perfect. Thanks again for helping me out.”
Sam was beaming, clearly thrilled he was able to help. “No problem man.” He
turned to Spencer “I just wanted to tell you that almost everybody else is
ready so if you want to shower you better hurry. Coach Bieste doesn’t like to
be kept waiting.
Spencer smiled. “Thanks Sam. I’ll head there now.”
“Okay.” Sam turned to leave. “See you later Alistair.”
“Bye Sam.”
As Sam rounded the corner again Spencer broke into a grin. “I better get going
Al. But I’ll see you tomorrow right?
Alistair nodded. “Definitely.”
Spencer picked up his phone. “Sweet. Alright, I’ll talk to you later.
“Sounds good. Love you.”
“I love you too Al.”
Spencer reluctantly ended the call and stowed his phone. He had to hurry and
get showered. He didn’t want to have to walk back to the hotel. Spencer zipped
up his bag and walked off to the showers with a smile on his face. Tomorrow
couldn’t come soon enough.
 
Chapter End Notes
     So the next chapter will be the reunion, or "why kitty is awesome and
     spencer will be forever in her debt"...
***** The Reunion *****
Chapter Summary
     Spencer and the team finally comes home. He and Alistair celebrate...
Chapter Notes
     Hey guys. Super sorry this took forever to get up. School and work
     were keeping me super busy and I've just had no time to write. Hope
     you guys like it.
The bus bounced again as it hit another pothole. Spencer started a new text to
Alistair on his phone.
Bout 20 minutes out. Can’t wait to see you.
He hit the send button. Within seconds his phone was buzzing with Alistair’s
reply.
Me either :)
Spencer smiled as he read the message. Next to him Kitty laughed.
“What’s gay hippie saying now?”
Spencer grinned and showed her the text. Kitty rolled her eyes.
“God you two…” she said. “I swear you’re going to make my teeth rot. It’s been
two days.
“Feels like longer.”
“If this is you two after a month I can only imagine how ridiculously co-
dependant you’ll get…”Kitty said with a smile “Now scoot over you’re hogging
the seat.”
Spencer laughed and happily obliged sliding over closer to the window. Kitty
pushed up next to him and leaned her head back on his shoulder.
“Although I guess on some level I get the hippie’s obsession. You do make a
pretty good pillow.”
Spencer’s phone chimed again. Kitty closed her eyes and grinned. “Tell Alistair
I said hi. And that in his absence I’m using you as I see fit.”
Laughing, Spencer sent the text.
Well tell Kitty thanks for keeping you warm for me. Although as your boyfriend
I expect certain things to still be all mine.
Spencer grinned and reached down to show the message to Kitty. Kitty snorted
and grabbed the phone.
Relax Woodstock. Your boy’s cute but not so much that I’m going to start pawing
his man parts. Rest assured I have no Vapor Rub.
Kitty tossed the phone back to Spencer with a self-satisfied smirk and settled
back against his side. Spencer read the message with a confused smile.
“Vapor Rub?”
Kitty grinned. “No matter how pretty gay boys may be I know to keep my hands to
myself.”
“Okay…” Spencer said still very confused. His phone sounded again.
I don’t get the thing about Vapor Rub.
Idk. Whatever it is she thinks it’s hilarious.
“So what do you and the hippie have planned for tonight?
“Uhh what do you…”
“I mean besides screw each other’s brains out.”
“Oh.” Spencer blushed. He’d been so looking forward to seeing Alistair again he
hadn’t given much thought to what they’d do. Well besides the obvious. “I don’t
know.” He shot Kitty a concerned look. “Why? Do you think I should do something
special? Take him out to a nice restaurant or-“
Kitty sighed and opened her eyes. “Relax lover boy. I was only asking. I’m sure
Alistair will be happy just to see you.”
Spencer was just about to respond when he got a new message from Alistair.
I’ve got your car.
Just before they’d left Spencer’s car had gotten a flat tire. His parents had
promised to fix it for him over the weekend. But why would Alistair have it?
?
Your parents figured you’d want to drive yourself instead of calling for a
ride. I offered to drop it off at school.
Did I ever tell you you’re the best?
Frequently. Not that I get tired of hearing it. J
Kitty smirked as she watched Spencer text, totally absorbed in the
messages.“What’s the hippie saying now?
Spencer grinned. “He’s dropping my car off for me.”
“Such service. I think you found a real keeper there Spenc.”
“I know.” Spencer stared wistfully at his phone, counting down the minutes.
Although this means I will need a ride Spenc… ;p
Spencer could feel his face heating up. He typed back quickly.
Just a few more minutes. Then I’ll be happy to give you any and all rides.
Mmh. I parked behind the building. No other cars here.
Biting back a groan Spencer glanced over at Kitty. She gave him a knowing look.
She smiled and turned away.
Are you trying to get me into another awkward situation?
Lol. Like Kitty would care.
Alistair had a point, Kitty was cool. She’d tease Spencer about it for days but
she wouldn’t be weirded out or anything.
I still like to avoid getting a boner in front of my best friend.
You getting hard already Spenc? Me too…
Seconds after the text a picture appeared. Spencer gulped as he felt his jeans
tighten. God-was Alistair trying to kill him? There spread out in the backseat
of Spencer’s car was Alistair. His shirt was off, balled up into a make shift
pillow, and his jeans and boxers were half way down his legs fully exposing his
erection. Alistair’s knowing grin made it perfectly clear he knew what the
picture would do to Spencer.
‘M so hot right now…may have to start without you.
Spencer threw caution to the wind no longer carrying what Kitty saw.
Don’t you dare. Another minute or two and you’re all mine.
Good. See you soon stud.
Spencer was pulled out his lust filled haze by a laugh from Kitty.
She grinned. “I had no idea the hippie was such a tease.”
Blushing slightly Spencer couldn’t help but smile back. “It’s just that-“
“Relax Spenc. I’m big enough to say that if I had a hot boytoy waiting for me
I’d be pretty excited too.” Kitty broke into an evil smile “And from the looks
of it you’re pretty big yourself. No wonder the hippie likes you so much.” She
said gesturing down to Spencer’s impressive bulge.
Blushing even more now Spencer grabbed his athletic bag off the floor and
quickly pulled it over his tented pants.
“Now I know why poor Mason was so traumatized, you probably made him feel
inadequate. Someone should tell him that not everyone has a third leg-“
Spencer elbowed Kitty playfully. “Shut up.”
Kitty laughed. “But tormenting you is so fun.”
Shaking his head Spencer laughed. “Remind me again why we’re friends?”
“Cause I’m awesome.”
Spencer smirked. “No that’s not right. It must be something else-“
He broke off as the bus turned into McKinley’s parking lot. Kitty smiled. “Go
find your boyfriend. I’ll reeducate you on my awesomeness later.”
Spencer quickly texted Alistair.
We’re here.
They reply was instantaneous.
I saw. I’ve got myself all stretched and ready. Now I just need someone to
deliver that ride they promised.
Biting back a moan Spencer made sure to keep his bag in front of him as he
exited the bus, for once thankful for the large duffel. When Spencer finally
got off the bus he had to fight the urge to run to his car. He was walking as
fast as he could without arousing suspicion when someone tapped him on the
shoulder. Begrudgingly he turned around.
 Madison and Mason were standing there with hopeful smiles. Spencer forced a
smile. They were his friends after all.
“Hey guys.”
“Could you maybe give us a ride home?” Madison asked. “We only live a couple
blocks over from your house.”
“We’re sorry to have to ask. Our parents were supposed to pick us up but
they’re running late.” Mason added. “They went up to the mall in Westerville
for the day and got stuck in traffic.”
“They said they probably won’t be here for another half hour…” Madison said.
“So we were hoping…”
“Oh.” Spencer said. “Yeah uh-“ Alistair was in his car. Probably completely
naked. But these were his friends. And waiting that long would really suck. He
could try and text Al-
“It’s okay if you can’t” Madison said a look of disappointment crossing her
face. “We just wanted to ask-“
“No, no I can do it.” Spencer hastily replied “I just need to uh-“ God why was
this happening. He’d already traumatized Mason enough. He’d have to try and
stall them-
“What’s going on guys?”
Lost in his thoughts Spencer hadn’t even noticed Kitty walk up.
“Spencer going to give us a ride home cause our parents are late.” Madison
happily replied.
“That’s nice of him…” Kitty said shooting Spencer an amused grin.
Spencer tried to smile back. “It’s no big deal…” Help me he silently pleaded.
“…But you guys live closer to me. I’d be happy to drop you off.” Kitty said.
Mason gave Kitty a puzzled look. “I thought you lived over by-“
“Honestly you guys are on my way. Besides, “Kitty added “If Spencer’s car is
anything like his locker I can promise mine is cleaner.” In actuality Kitty
knew full well Spencer kept his car immaculate. But the twins didn’t need to
know that.
“Okay. Thanks Kitty.” Madison smiled and picked up her bag. “And thanks for
offering Spencer. We’ll see you later.”
“Uh yeah-no problem. Bye guys.” Spencer waved as they walked off and then
partially speed walked the rest of the way to his car. He quickly unlocked it
and threw his bag in the passenger seat. He smiled when he saw what waiting for
him in the back.
Alistair was laying down across the bench seat his head propped up by his
shirt. His jeans and boxers lay discarded on the floor. Alistair had pulled the
blanket Spencer kept in the trunk out and had it draped over his bare skin. It
was pulled halfway up Alistair’s chest exposing his impressive pecs and the
very top of his abs. His left hand was under the blanket slowly stroking his
dick. He smiled.
“I was beginning to think you’d never get here.”
“We almost had some unexpected company.”
“Who-“ Alistair started but the question died on his lips as Spencer
practically leaped into the back to kiss him.
“Later.” Spencer groaned as he tossed the blanket on the floor. “Right now it’s
just you and me and I can’t wait any longer.”
With that Spencer pulled back grabbing the hem of his shirt and yanking it over
his head. Alistair sat up and ran his hand along Spencer’s abs appreciably
before reaching down to help Spencer with his pants. Together they pulled down
his jeans and boxers to his knees. Free from confinement Spencer’s engorged
cock slapped against his abs already dripping precum.
Spencer tried to shimmy his pants the rest of the way down, but quickly stopped
when Alistair reached down and swallowed his cock. “Uhh… feels so good Al…”
Alistair had never struggled with blow jobs despite Spencer’s rather impressive
length. From almost the first time they had sex Alistair had been able to deep
throat all of Spencer’s cock. He’d just never had much of a gag reflex. Spencer
on the other hand had struggled. Even though Alistair was a little smaller than
him Spencer had still only been able to take about half of Alistair’s dick at
first. Alistair had been perfectly happy, telling Spencer he’d get better with
time but Spencer had been frustrated. He’d practiced on popsicles and bananas
for almost a week to surprise Alistair.
As amazing as Alistair’s mouth felt Spencer was already close to cumming. He
pulled his dick back reluctantly. Spencer reached down and squeezed one of the
muscular globes of Alistair’s ass. “If you keep that up I’m not gonna last much
longer…”
Alistair laughed and licked his lips. “Me either. But I figure we’ve got
several rounds ahead of us. I just wanted to get you slicked up some.” Alistair
started gently guiding Spencer’s dick to his ass. “C’mon Spenc… missed you so
much…”
Spencer pulled Alistair’s checks apart and gently fingered the tight ring of
muscle guarding his hole. “You sure you’re ready?”
Grinning Alistair began slowly jacking Spencer’s throbbing cock, as he eased
his boyfriend’s finger in with his other hand. “See for yourself…”
Spencer’s finger slid inside Alistair with virtually no resistance. “I’m ready
Spenc. Now get that beautiful dick of yours inside me or I’ll do it myself.”
Spencer lined his member up with Alistair’s hole. “Yes sir!” He laughed. And
with that he snapped his hips forward burying his entire length into Alistair
with one fluid thrust. The boys moaned in unison.
“God Spenc…feels so good…”
“Mmm…” Spencer groaned. “Missed you so much…”
Alistair reached up and pulled Spencer down into a kiss. “I missed you too.” he
whispered. “
Spencer kissed him back, sliding his tongue into Alistair’s waiting mouth. Now
that he was confident Alistair was ready Spencer began thrusting into his
welcoming ass as fast he could. There would be time for drawn out love making
later, right now more than anything both boys just wanted a nice hard fuck.
“Right there Spenc….uh…” Alistair groaned. He was in heaven. Spencer’s cock was
hitting his prostate with each thrust. After all the hours of practice they’d
put in it was no surprise Spencer had become a pro at finding it every time.
Alistair’s own cock was sandwiched perfectly between the boys’ abs. Alistair’s
cock was already leaking, coating the boys in precum. Every time Spencer moved
his abs would rub Alistair’s trapped cock and the friction felt incredible.
Between that and Spencer’s assault on his prostate Alistair knew he wouldn’t
last much longer.
“I’m getting close Spenc. Oh you feel so good.”
“Me too Al.” Spencer huffed. “God you’re amazing…”
Just a few minutes later Alistair could feel the familiar tightening in his
balls beginning. Lost in lust as he was, he still tried to warn Spencer. “I’m
gonna-“
Spencer grinned and gave an especially powerful thrust.
Alistair was cumming before he could finish his sentence. His cock erupted,
spraying both their chests in jets of semen. Riding the wave of his orgasm
Alistair watched in awe as Spencer continued to pump away. Spencer’s whole body
was rigid as he desperately fought off his own orgasm, thrusting as fast as he
could to prolong Alistair’s.
Finally the effort became too much. “Oh god-AL! Uh…! Spencer cried as he shot
load after load of his cum into Alistair. With a sigh Spencer pulled his
already softening cock out and flopped down onto the seat next to Alistair.  
Alistair smiled and gave Spencer a quick kiss. “I never get tired of that…”
Spencer grinned. “I hope not…
Alistair laughed and elbowed him playfully. In truth the back seat wasn’t the
most comfortable place in the world to lay down, and with the two of them the
boys were practically on top of each other, but at the moment neither of them
cared. They just laid there happily basking in the after glow and in each
other.
After a few minutes Alistair shifted to face Spencer and grinned. “So who were
the guests we almost had?
Spencer groaned but couldn’t help to smile. “Madison and Mason. They needed a
ride and I couldn’t find a way to say no.”
“If I didn’t know better I’d say you’re trying to scar Mason. First the hotel
and now this-“ Alistair broke of with a chuckle as Spencer shoved him
playfully.
“Shut up.” Spencer laughed. “I just didn’t want to be rude…”
Alistair sat up and began lightly stroking Spencer’s chest. “Mmm. Such a
gentlemen.”
Spencer grinned. “You think so huh?”
With a sly grin Alistair pulled his boyfriend into a kiss. “Maybe. Hmmm. I’ll
have to ask around. Get some references.”
“Oh really?” Spencer kissed Alistair back weaving his fingers through
Alistair’s long hair. “Well you should ask this one guy-red hair, gorgeous
eyes, he says I’m the best boyfriend ever. I’ve got a t-shirt to prove it and
everything.”
“I don’t know he could be kind of hard to find.” Alistair grinned. “Guess
you’ll have to tell me more about him…
“Let’s see…” Spencer pulled back with an amused look in his eye. “Well he’s
smart.” Spencer gave a quick kiss to Alistair’s forehead. “His lips are perfect
for kissing…” This time Spencer’s lips found Alistair’s. Alistair was intent on
deepening the kiss when suddenly Spencer pulled back again.
Spencer leaned down over Alistair’s chest. “He has a great heart…” Spencer
kissed Alistair’s chest, teasing one of his nipples with his tongue. Alistair
hissed. He never knew his nipples were so sensitive until he started dating
Spencer. Spencer had reveled in the discovery, happy to have a new way to both
tease and pleasure his boyfriend. Under Spencer’s talented tongue Alistair’s
nipple quickly became erect, and Alistair could feel his cock beginning to stir
too.
“Uhh…Spenc” He gasped. Spencer looked up briefly from working Alistair’s
nipple. From the mischievous glint in his eye Spencer knew perfectly well what
he was doing to Alistair. As much fun as he was having Alistair didn’t really
want to have round two in the somewhat cramped back seat.
“Spencer…”
“…an amazing body…”With a knowing smile Spencer began a trail of kisses down
Alistair’s six pack. Against his will Alistair could feel his cock twitch in
anticipation as Spencer worked his way down, kissing each of his abs in turn.  
“…and of course a nice thick-“
Before Spencer could get any further Alistair mustered the will to grab his
shoulder. “Wait Spenc…”
Spencer looked up with a satisfied smirk. Grinning he caught Alistair’s hand
off his shoulder. One by one Spencer kissed the fingers.
“Something wrong Al?”
“Mmm…” Alistair groaned. “”You’re awful…”
Spencer gave Alistair a wicked grin. “ I don’t know what you’re talking about…”
Alistair sat up slowly. “As much as I want to keep going I don’t want to spend
all weekend in the backseat of your car.”
Spencer laughed and grabbed his shirt off the floor. He started hastily pulling
it on. “Okay than-your house or mine?”
“My parents are home right now.”
Chuckling Spencer began to pull his pants back up. “Like they’d care. You’re
parents love me.”
Alistair rolled his eyes. “Still I think we’ve had enough exposure this weekend
as it is.”
Spencer finished buttoning his jeans and tossed Alistair his shirt. “My house
it is then. You get dressed I’ll drive.”
Alistair paused to stare appreciatively at the way the tight denim of Spencer’s
jeans hugged his ass as he climbed into the front seat before finally pulling
his own shirt on. “Won’t you parents be home too?”
Flopping down into the driver seat Spencer took a second to adjust the car’s
mirrors. He glanced at the clock on the dash. “Nah they’ve got standing dinner
reservations with the Petersons. They’ll be gone by now.”
Finally finding where his boxers had landed Alistair grabbed them and pulled
them up his legs. He blushed slightly when he caught Spencer watching him in
the rear view mirror. “Really Spenc?”
Spencer laughed. “Couldn’t help it.”
Alistair pulled on his jeans and grinned at his boyfriend as he climbed into
the passenger seat. “I should teach you some manners.”
“Like I didn’t see you checking out my ass.”
Alistair grinned and clicked the seatbelt into place. “You liked it.”
Spencer smiled. “So did you.”
“Alright, alright your attention may have been a bit appreciated.” Alistair
said “Of course I can’t show you just how much I appreciated it until we’re at
your house…”
The car’s tires screeched as Spencer threw it in gear and speed out of the
parking lot.
 
***
 
Spencer’s house was less than five minutes from the school, but even so the
drive gave the boys the chance to catch up in other ways.
“-and then in the place we stopped for lunch one of the guys found a cockroach
in the bathroom.”
Alistair wrinkled his nose in disgust. “Gross.”
“Yeah. The school’s so cheap…” Spencer smiled “What about you? Anything else
interesting happen while I was away?”
“Not really.” Alistair shrugged. “Roderick and I hung out some. Played video
games. I’ve got a new piece I’m thinking of trying out for Glee club.”
“What is it?” Spencer asked. “Anything I’d know?”
Alistair nodded. “Yeah. I’ve been listening to my Imagine Dragons album again.
There are a couple songs I think could be fun to cover on my ukulele.”
 Spencer furrowed his brow in thought. “Which one was that again…?”
 “I played it for you last week.” Alistair smiled. “It’s the one with-“
Realization hit Spencer. “Oh right! Yeah that’d be cool. Which songs are you
thinking about?”
“I’m still deciding. I’ve got it down to two or three…”
Alistair trailed off as the car rounded the corner and Spencer’s house came
into view. Spencer didn’t exactly live in a mansion, but his parents still had
a really nice house. It was easily the biggest one on the street and probably
one of the nicer houses in Lima. Spencer pulled his car into the driveway and
drove up to the garage. The Porter’s had a two car garage but with his parents’
cars already taking up residence there Spencer always parked on the driveway.
Spencer killed the engine and the boys unbuckled in silence.
Spencer hopped out of the car and waited the moment it took Alistair to walk
around. Grinning he held his hand out for his boyfriend. Alistair took it with
a smile and together the boys walked hand in hand up to Spencer’s front door.
Spencer reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys fiddling with the door
for a moment before finally unlocking it and ushering Alistair inside.
Alistair whistled. He’d been to Spencer’s house several times now but he never
got over how nice it looked. Spencer’s parents had the place well decorated and
furnished and a housekeeper came once a week to clean. When Alistair had first
discovered that fact he’d teased Spencer for being spoiled for at least a week.
“Really?”
Alistair laughed. “What? I’m sure I’ll get over it eventually.”
Spencer just smiled and locked the door behind them. “Well like I said we’re
all alone. My parents won’t be back till late.”
“Mmm. I like the sound of that.”
“Oh yeah?” Spencer smirked. “So wh-“
Spencer broke off suddenly as Alistair kissed him.
 “Mph…” Spencer mumbled happily. He kissed back and the two boys began
stumbling into the living room making their way to the staircase. In their
clumsiness Spencer’s back got slammed against the hard metal railing.
“Ow…”
“You okay?” Alistair asked hastily. Spencer had been walking backwards so
Alistair really should have been looking where they were going but he’d been so
caught up in the kiss he’d forgotten to.
Spencer rubbed his back gingerly but smiled. “It hurts a little but I’ll be
fine.”
“Sorry. Let me see it.” Alistair said in a concerned voice.
Spencer laughed but pulled his t-shirt off anyways. “Any excuse to get me
shirtless huh…”
Alistair rolled his eyes then turned back to the problem at hand. He could see
where the railing had hit. The bump was pretty red. Alistair was about to
apologize again when he looked up at Spencer and just had to laugh. His
boyfriend was turning his head this way and that trying to contort himself to
see his back. Finally he just gave up.
“What’s it look like?”
Alistair smiled. He bent down and gently kissed the bump. “You’ll live.”
“Well then…” Spencer grinned as he pulled off his shoes, tossing them
unceremoniously on top of his shirt “…where were we?”
Laughing Alistair pulled Spencer back into a deep kiss as the two made their
way up the stairs, although this time Alistair was walking backwards. On the
way up the stairs Alistair’s own shoes and shirt got tossed over the railing,
quickly joining Spencer’s on the floor.
When they made it to the top of the stairs the boys crashed into Spencer’s
bedroom. Spencer wasted no time in throwing Alistair onto the bed and began
attacking his exposed chest with kisses.
Between gasps and groans of approval Alistair registered the other big
advantage of picking Spencer’s house. Spencer had a queen-sized bed in his
room, which was much more comfortable for two growing teenaged boys to share
than Alistair’s twin bed, not that it’d ever stopped them before.
Spencer caught hold of Alistair’s belt and unfastened it, deftly sliding the
pants down Alistair’s smooth legs. Alistair’s cock was fully erect and tenting
his boxers, straining to reach Spencer but for now Spencer left the boxers in
place.
Alistair felt Spencer’s weight shift and groaned reluctantly as his boyfriend
got off the bed. “C’mon Spenc…”
Spencer stood back and just smiled, not the cocky, teasing smirk he’d
perfected, but a loving look he seemed to reserve only for Alistair. Alistair
could stare at that smile all day. 
 “Just be a minute…” Spencer laughed. He grabbed a hold of his own jeans and
yanked them down, kicking them against the closet door with a dull thump.
Spencer was down to just his boxer briefs. Somewhere along the way he’d gotten
his socks off without Alistair noticing. Spencer looked to be just as hard as
Alistair, and Alistair could see a small wet spot forming on the fabric of his
boxers.
Alistair sighed happily. How could anyone see Spencer and not think he was
gorgeous? And underneath all of his beautiful muscles, once he let his walls
down, he had a truly amazing heart. And right now it was all Alistair’s. He
smiled. “Come here…”
Spencer walked over and sat down on the bed. He kissed Alistair gently before
flopping back, his head landing next to Alistair’s crotch. Spencer grinned and
began gently massaging Alistair’s package through the thin fabric.
Alistair moaned softly. What little friction Spencer was providing felt
amazing. In his current position Spencer’s own package was resting next to
Alistair’s face, and Alistair grinned knowingly as he saw it throb.
Reaching out, Alistair ghosted his fingers along Spencer’s length before
reaching up for his waistband. Alistair slowly pulled the boxers back and
barely avoided being smacked in the face as his boyfriend’s cock sprung free.
Smirking Alistair cradled Spencer’s balls in his hand as he began gently
licking the sensitive head of Spencer’s cock, collecting the beads of precum
already leaking out. Alistair hummed happily as he saw Spencer jump slightly
from the sensation.
After that Spencer made short work of Alistair’s own boxers, nearly ripping
them in his haste to get them off. A few moments later and the boys were both
enjoying long sensuous blowjobs.  
It’d taken awhile for the boys to get good at this. When they’d first started
dating Spencer’s frustrations over his inability to deep throat Alistair had
meant Alistair was usually the only one giving blow jobs. But once Spencer was
able to take all of Alistair’s dick, the boys discovered they both loved giving
blowjobs almost as much as they did receiving them. The first time they’d tried
sixty-nining there had been more then a few hiccups, but it had quickly become
one of their favorite positions.
Alistair groaned in pleasure as Spencer deep throated his cock, and felt
Spencer’s answering moan a moment later, vibrating through Spencer’s throat and
the length of Alistair’s dick. Alistair plunged Spencer’s impressive length
into his mouth once more, before pulling back slightly and letting the large
organ slap into Spencer’s abs, dripping wet and flushed red with need. Alistair
licked a stripe down the length and then gently sucked on each of Spencer’s
balls in turn. Spencer shuddered and pulled off Alistair’s cock.
“I’m close Al…” He said in a shaky voice.
Smiling, Alistair reached up and slowly jacked Spencer’s dick, before leaning
forward and engulfing it with his mouth. Spencer hissed and threw his head
back, trying in vain to hold off his orgasm. With his left hand he began slowly
jacking Alistair’s dick, determined not to leave his boyfriend hanging, even as
he was overcome by his own pleasure.
Spencer came with a cry, his cock erupting into Alistair’s waiting mouth.
Alistair swallowed happily and let the sensitive organ slip from his mouth,
coated in saliva and its own juices. Spencer moaned and trembled slightly as
Alistair slowly licked it clean. When he was finished Alistair sighed happily,
and Spencer collapsed back onto the bed breathless.
Alistair grinned. “You taste as good as ever champ…” Spencer just laughed
unable to say anything else.
As Spencer came down from his orgasm, Alistair reached down to his own rock
hard member, prepared to finish himself off on the impressive sight before him.
But just as he grasped his cock, Spencer caught his wrist.
“Wait…” Spencer said breathlessly. “I-I want you to fuck me…just…just give me a
minute here.”
At Spencer’s words Alistair felt his cock stiffen even more. He waited
patiently for Spencer to catch his breath, having to fight the urge to jump his
boyfriend’s bones then and there.
 When Spencer’s breathing finally returned to normal a few minutes later,
Alistair was eager to get under way. He sat up and leaned over the still prone
Spencer. Alistair grinned and bounced his throbbing cock off of Spencer’s
chest.
“You ready babe?”
Spencer smiled and gave Alistair a quick kiss. “Always.”
“Then roll over stud.”
Spencer happily obliged, flipping over onto his stomach and exposing his sexy
butt. Alistair loved Spencer’s ass. All of the sports Spencer had played over
the years had done wonders for his body, and every time Alistair saw his
boyfriend’s well-muscled backside he couldn’t help but feel that he owed the
McKinley athletic department some serious favors. You could bounce a nickel off
Spencer’s ass. And Alistair would know. Once after some especially steamy sex
both boys had fallen asleep in bed. When Alistair had woken and seen Spencer’s
firm naked butt in front of him he just couldn’t resist testing the old saying
out. Alistair had probably spent a good ten minutes just laying there bouncing
a coin off of Spencer’s ass before his boyfriend woke up. Alistair had been
mortified, and more then a little afraid of what Spencer would think. But if
anything, once Alistair explained what he was doing, Spencer had been thrilled.
Spencer definitely had a bit of an exhibitionist streak in him, and seeing his
boyfriend get such a kick out of his body had been a real turn on for him. The
boys barely left the bed the rest of the day.
Alistair ran his hands appreciatively down Spencer’s back, when he reached his
ass he couldn’t resist gently squeezing each globe. Spencer turned his head,
looking at Alistair as best he could in his current position. He smiled as he
watched Alistair play with his ass.
“I should still have some lube in the night stand.” Spencer said. “Bottom
drawer.”
When Spencer spoke Alistair paused in his exploration, a sudden flush creeping
over him. Spencer tried to not laugh at how cute Alistair looked, his face
almost as red as his hair.
“What’s up?” he asked.
Alistair took a moment to find his voice. “I-uh…well I wanted to try something
a little different…”
Spencer smiled. “Okay you know I’m always open to new ideas. What kinda stuff
are we talking about here?”
If possible Alistair blushed even redder. “Uh well…i-instead of lube I…I wanted
to try rimming you…”
“Really?” Spencer asked. He knew about it of course, both from the internet and
the few guys he’d fooled around with before Alistair but it wasn’t something
he’d ever been interested in trying. But Spencer was more then willing to try
if Alistair wanted to. “Okay-I… yeah that’s fine…” Spencer said. He smiled
wider. “Anything you want.”
“Are you sure?” Alistair asked. “I mean I know it’s a little different-“
Spencer cut him off before he could talk himself out of it. “I’m sure. If it’s
something you want to try then I want to too. You shouldn’t be embarrassed
about asking…”He grinned “Though you do look adorable when you blush…”
Alistair laughed and playfully smacked Spencer.
“Alright, alright…”Spencer chuckled. “But seriously Al I trust you. Go for it.”
Emboldened by Spencer’s words Alistair reached back down to Spencer’s ass,
gently grasping both muscular globes. He slowly pulled them apart, revealing
his boyfriend’s tight hole. Although very arousing, this part at least was
still familiar territory. Spencer and Alistair had flip flopped enough times
that Alistair had grown to know the rosy ring of muscle quite well. Alistair
laid down slowly dividing his weight between Spencer’s legs and the wide bed
beneath them. His face hovered over Spencer’s ass. Alistair ran a hand through
his long hair brushing it out of the way as best he could. Then tentatively he
licked a small stripe along Spencer’s crack.
Spencer shuddered at the sudden wet sensation. Alistair stopped instantly and
looked up at Spencer.
“Are you okay?” Alistair asked his concern evident “If it’s too weird I can
stop-“
“It’s okay…” Spencer gathered his thoughts for a moment. “Just sorta surprised
me is all…”
“You’re sure it’s not too weird?
“I’m sure.” Spencer smiled. “Go ahead…”
Alistair turned his full attention back to the beautiful ass before him.
Grasping both checks firmly Alistair ran his tongue gently along Spencer’s
hole.
This time Spencer was ready. The moisture of Alistair’s tongue still felt
strange, but it wasn’t bad.  Still he didn’t really see what all the fuss was
about.
“Is it okay if I do a little more?” Alistair asked softly.
Spencer smiled, then realized Alistair probably couldn’t see that from his
current position. “Sure Al…”
Truthfully Spencer wasn’t getting much out of this but he wanted to make
Alistair happy. His mind wandered a little as he patiently waited. Behind him
Alistair finally worked up the courage to try easing his tongue inside
Spencer’s hole.
“Oh jezz!” Spencer’s whole body jumped at the sensation.
Alistair stopped again. “Bad?”
Spencer had nearly lost his mind. There was no reason as far as he could tell
for a tongue back there to be able too produce that kind of pleasure. Spencer
could feel his cock hardening again trapped between his abs and the mattress.
Spencer turned his head to look at Alistair, his boyfriend’s concern evident.
“No…” Spencer panted. “Definitely not bad…”
Realization dawned on Alistair and he broke into a grin. “So…good then?”
“Good Al.” Spencer took Alistair’s hand and guided it under his stomach to his
rock hard cock. “ I don’t know what the hell the you did but it felt amazing…”
“Jesus Spenc…” Alistair murmured as he slowly felt his boyfriend’s length. “It
got you that hard?”
This time Spencer blushed. But he nodded quickly.
“Yeah…”
Alistair grinned knowingly. “Then you’re gonna love this…”
“What-“ Spencer broke off with a gasp as Alistair’s tongue darted back inside
him. He could feel Alistair stretching him out with his tongue darting it
around in all directions. Spencer bit back a moan. Spencer had taken Alistair’s
cock almost as much as Alistair had taken his, he was used to his boyfriend’s
length pounding his prostate and the huge waves of pleasure it brought but this
was something different.
Alistair’s tongue was more dexterous then his cock could ever be.  Alistair was
gliding it over the tight ring of Spencer’s ass and the nerves inside slowly
loosening Spencer up. Spencer trembled under the sensations and felt a few
drops of precum leak out of his cock and onto the sheets. He realized he’d have
to wash them before his parents got home.
Glancing up from Spencer’s ass, Alistair groaned happily at the sight before
him. Alistair’s ministrations were having a clear effect on Spencer. His skin
was flushed with arousal and as Alistair watched he began grinding his leaking
cock into the mattress.
“God Al…”
“Mmm…you look so hot Spenc.”
Spencer groaned and pushed his butt back closer to Alistair. Alistair just kept
teasing him with his tongue.
“Give me more Al.” Spencer panted.
Alistair pulled back for a moment and sucked gently on two of his fingers. Then
he slowly pushed one of slick fingers past Spencer’s opening. Spencer groaned
as he felt Alistair’s finger eager to get to the main event.
“C’mon Al. I can take.”
Alistair chuckled. “Just be patient Spenc.” He slid a second finger into
Spencer’s ass, working his boyfriend’s hole open bit by bit.
Spencer twisted his head around to look at Alistair.
“Just do it Al. I’m ready.”
“Alright, alright.” Alistair smiled. He sat up and gently pulled his fingers
out of Spencer’s hole. Alistair was still rock hard, so he quickly ran his hand
along his length, using his saliva and what precum was there to make it slick.
Alistair hovered over Spencer the tip of his cock barely brushing Spencer’s
ass.
“You ready?”
“Yes Al.” Spencer groaned, doing his best to keep the impatience and
frustration out of his voice.
Alistair gently eased the head of his cock past the tight ring of muscle. He
groaned happily. Even after being stretched Spencer was still so tight.
Spencer’s ass fit him like a glove, the warm heat enveloping Alistair’s cock.
Alistair bit his lip and fought the urge to fully sheath himself in Spencer.
Despite his boyfriend’s eagerness Alistair wanted to be absolutely sure he was
ready before going deeper. As fun as the rimming had been Alistair was still a
novice, and he wanted to know that he’d stretched Spencer enough so he didn’t
accidently hurt him.
“You still good Spenc?” Alistair asked breathlessly.
Spencer moaned happily. “So good Al…keep going…”
Grinning at Spencer’s obvious pleasure, Alistair slowly slid his cock in
further, finally bottoming out with a contented groan as his balls bounced
against Spencer’s ass. Alistair laid down, his dick still embedded in Spencer’s
ass. As he gave Spencer a moment to adjust to his full length Alistair used his
new position to gently kiss Spencer’s neck.
“You feel so good Spenc…God I missed you.” Alistair sighed happily.
Spencer laughed and turned his head kissing Alistair as best he could over his
shoulder.
“Me too Al.” Spencer reached around and palmed Alistair’s ass with his strong
hand making Alistair gasp and driving him even farther into Spencer. Spencer
groaned. “Ugh…Guess next time you’ll just have to come along.
Alistair began slowly pumping his hips, his cock sliding in and of Spencer’s
hole. Spencer was grinding his own cock into the mattress in time with
Alistair’s thrusts.
“I’m not sure Coach Bieste would go for that…” Alistair panted between thrusts.
Spencer gasped as Alistair hit his prostate. “Oh!....you…you can be my good
luck charm.” He moaned.
“You won just fine without me this time.” Alistair stammered
“S’ a fluke…” Spencer groaned. “C’mon Al-harder. I’m not gonna break.”
“Harder huh?” Alistair smirked and quickly sped up, pistoning his aching dick
in and out of Spencer.
“How’s this?” Alistair grunted. He nipped Spencer’s neck, sucking and kissing
it as he ravaged Spencer’s ass. Spencer cried out happily as Alistair sped up,
his dick sending waves of pleasure through Spencer’s body. Spencer could feel
Alistair passionately attacking his back and knew he’d probably have some
hickeys to show for it tomorrow.
Spencer’s own cock was still rock hard and leaking steadily. It ground into the
mattress with each of Alistair’s thrusts. With Alistair’s cock battering his
prostate every time Spencer knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Pulling himself
out of the haze of pleasure, Spencer wrapped his hand around Alistair’s back
stopping his thrusts.
“Hang on a sec Al…” Spencer gasped out.
Alistair gently pulled out of Spencer, his cock pulsing and trailing precum.
“What’s the matter?” Alistair asked his concern evident.
Spencer rolled over to face Alistair and smiled. “Nothing. I was just getting
close.”
Confused, Alistair chuckled. “I thought that was kind of the point.”
Grinning Spencer reached down and gently stroked Alistair’s slick cock.
Alistair hissed in pleasure. “Don’t worry I’m not done with this just yet.”
“Oh?” Alistair moaned, finding it hard to think much more as Spencer played
with his cock.
“I just wanted to change positions.” Spencer kissed Alistair and gently nudged
him back toward the bed. “Lay down.”
Alistair slid down onto the pillows blissfully as Spencer continued to work his
cock. With his other hand Spencer slowly fisted his own dick. His erection had
wilted slightly but it was still flushed red with blood. Alistair realized what
his boyfriend had in mind when he slowly positioned himself over Alistair’s
cock.
Spencer grinned. “This time you can give me a ride.”
Alistair rolled his eyes at the pun, but quickly broke into a moan as Spencer
lowered himself on Alistair’s rigid member.
Spencer’s ass happily swallowed Alistair’s cock. Spencer paused a moment when
he reached Alistair’s balls and smiled. Spencer’s own cock was rising back to
full mast, proudly displaying it’s impressive length.
“You ready?” Spencer asked.
Knowing what he was in for Alistair smiled happily. “Go for it stud.”
Spencer started slow, lifting himself up until just the tip of Alistair’s cock
was still buried inside him and then he slowly glided back down. After that
Spencer quickly picked up the pace, and soon he was fucking himself with gusto
on Alistair’s cock.
Alistair loved this position. Spencer liked to set the pace, whether he’d admit
it or not, and Alistair was always more than happy to let him do it. Especially
when it meant he got to lay back and enjoy sights like this. From his current
vantage point Alistair could see all of Spencer. How his muscles flexed and
moved with each thrust, how his eyes were half closed in pleasure, Spencer’s
hand frantically jerking his own cock in time with his bouncing on Alistair’s.
Both boys were sweaty by now, and the shine on Spencer’s skin just made him
look even more stunning.
Alistair grabbed hold of Spencer’s cock, taking over jerking his boyfriend off.
Spencer smiled and let his own hand fall away. A few drops of precum dripped
out of Spencer’s aching dick and Alistair quickly swiped at them with his
thumb, rubbing the clear liquid into the sensitive head of Spencer’s cock.
Spencer was staring to tremble from the effort as he continued to ride
Alistair’s hard shaft. Alistair could feel his own cock twitching and his balls
beginning to tighten, Spencer’s hard work bringing his orgasm closer and
closer.
“I’m almost there Spenc…uh…” Alistair moaned in warning.
Spencer grinned in triumph and Alistair could suddenly feel Spencer flex the
muscles in his legs and ass, squeezing Alistair’s cock even tighter and
bringing him over the edge.
Alistair’s eyes glazed over and he came undone, shooting again and again into
Spencer’s ass. Spencer struggled to hold on a little longer, working his body
up and down Alistair’s cock dragging his orgasm out as long as possible.
Finally as he felt Alistair pump a fifth load into him, the cool liquid welling
up inside his ass, Spencer lost control. His cock erupted drenching both boys
in Spencer’s cum.
“Man I love you Spenc…” Alistair groaned, not even thinking as the word came
tumbling free, born on the emotion of the moment.
Spencer paused for only a second, absorbing Alistair’s declaration, before
quickly lifting himself off of Alistair’s cock and kissing him.
“I love you too.” Spencer sighed, grinning like the cat that got the cream.
The boys just laid there in each others’ arms for a while, but before long they
were fast asleep.
***
When they woke up a couple hours later a shower was definitely in order.
Spencer’s chest was practically stuck to Alistair’s back (He always liked being
the big spoon), and although fun for cuddling it made putting on clothes a bit
of an issue.
After a shower that became much longer then the boys had planned, Spencer
decided to order a pizza. By the time it arrived they were finally dressed.
Spencer lent Alistair an extra set of clothes so he could wash the ones he’d
worn to the house.
As they sat down to eat the pizza, half pepperoni for Spencer, and half
Hawaiian for Alistair, Alistair suggested they check out a new TV show Kitty
told him about.
***
Three hours, one pizza, and two bags of microwave popcorn later, the boys are
addicted to How to Get Away With Murder.
Needless to say Connor and Oliver are their favorites.
“Connor Walsh is my hero.” Spencer shouts between mouthfuls of popcorn.
Alistair just laughs.
Spencer playfully kicks Alistair’s half of the couch. Alistair grins and flicks
a piece of popcorn at his head.
“Seriously though…maybe I’ll have to try rimming you sometime…” Spencer says.
***
An hour later the boys are mostly dressed again and huddled up under a blanket
on the couch.
Spencer grins down at Alistair and runs a hand through his long hair. “One more
episode then we should probably clean up before my parents get home.”
Alistair nudges Spencer arm to make a better pillow for himself and smiles.
“Sounds good.”
***
Three hours later Spencer’s parents come home to find them passed out on the
couch, the TV still playing. Mrs. Porter takes a moment to turn off the TV and
pull up the boys blanket before heading upstairs with her husband.
***
Kitty hated Mondays. They were always a pain, but today she was still tired
from the away game too. She always dreaded Glee on Mondays. She may have
begrudgingly come to love the group of misfits but listening to her optimistic,
fully rested teammates belt joyful medleys could be like nails on a chalkboard.
She checked her phone. Only two minutes until the period started and still no
sign of Spencer or Alistair. Kitty had teasingly texted Spencer to remember to
come up for air, and besides his sarcastic emoticon back she hadn’t heard from
him since they got back. She was tempted to call him, but just then he and the
hippie walked in the door. Kitty smiled knowingly.
Both boys looked about as tired as she felt, and seemed to walking a little
stiffer then usual. She noted Spencer’s turtleneck and had a good idea what it
was hiding. Monday was looking up.
“Have a good weekend boys?” She teased.
Alistair blushed and walked over to say hi to Roderick, but Spencer just rolled
his eyes. He sat down next to Kitty and rummaged in his backpack.
“You kinda look like crap Spenc.” Kitty snarked.
Spencer just laughed and pulled a huge chocolate bar and a thermos of coffee
out of his backpack. He smiled and handed them over to her. “Love you too
Kitty.”
Kitty sipped the coffee. Definitely the good stuff. And the chocolate was her
favorite.
“What’s all this for?” She asked.
Spencer grinned. “Cause you’re awesome.”
Kitty took another sip of coffee and bit into the chocolate. She smiled at the
confused look Madison was giving her.
Oh yeah. Kitty was awesome. And she knew it too.
 
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