It was the same feeling as Sam usually fealt whenever Puck went away. He knew that their relationship was based entirely on hot, sweaty fucking and occasional shopping sprees for underwear, but, still, he was upset because he had assumed, like every time, that their relationship was more than just casual cocking about. And Sam knew that Puck got a lot of action wherever he went, usually L.A., even if he said he kept himself dry from Sam alone (obviously Puck got a lot of action - he's fucking gorgeous).

He walked across the room, and into the bathroom, dropping his towel on the floor and switching the shower on. He put the temperature on so that it was warm; not to hot or cold. Then, as usual proceedure, he unbuckled his belt, took off his shirt, pants and underwear (jerking his cock briefly to relieve some of the sticky tension from his bulge). Then, he clambered into the shower, moaning with woe as he began to lather himself with shower-gel.

Puck came into the building, and yelled out to Sam, loud enough to be heard over the gushing water.

"Heya Sam! Where you at?" he called.

"I'm in the shower!" Sam called back, ready to continue cleaning himself.

Puck used this opportunity to his advantage. He rushed upstairs, and slowly creaped into the bathroom.

From Sam's point of view, everything was silent and calm apart from the torrent of water rushing onto his thick shoulders. Then, two large, slightly hairy hands began to stroke Sam in two places; one up and down Sam's soaked, defined abs, and the other running up the pale boy's inner-thigh. Sam was shocked a little, but, realised that it was Puck when the boy reached his head over Sam's shoulder and began to suck on Sam's neck, leaving a love-bite on his neck causing him to moan in pleasure.

The moan was intensified and increased loudly as Puck's masculine hand cupped Sam's junk, and rolled them in his hand.

"I have a surprise for you..." Puck whispered, grabbing Sam's hand, and guiding it to Puck's chest, turning him around so they were facing one-another in close proximity.

Sam was worried, but also enticed by the idea.

"...i've been stretching myself!"

Sam was pleasently surprised. He was even more happy when Puck turned around, bent slightly, and pushed his cheeks apart, showing his slightly hairy hole which had clearly been stretched apart for some time. While Sam was concerning himself with his erection, which he jerked up himself, mixing the pre-cum with the downpour of water from the shower-head, Puck put two fingers deep inside his ass.

When he was ready, Puck revesed and pushed his bum backwards, smirking giddily as he did. By now, Sam's very attractive penis was increaibly hard, and soaked wet by the shower water as enough lube.

The white former stripper lined his tip with Puck's stretched hole, and prepared himself to insert. Puck, like the slut he was, reversed quickly onto Sam's cock, which caused a shock of sexual pleasure in both boys. Puck only put himself on Sam's bell-end, but, in an almost instant reaction, Sam reached around and grabbed Puck's pecks, pulling him back until Noah's hairy hole was at the back of Sam's length, and both moaned loudly - louder thanthe shower water and probably loud enough to be heard anywhere in the street.

Sam's member was huge. He only had to thrust one time, and Puck fell onto the floor; Sam's cock was anchored inside, so he fell down ontop of him, pushing his thick, wet and long penis to the back of Puck's hole and pounding against his prostate.

Puck moaned again, grabbing two bottles of shampoo and squeezing them tightly with the pain. Sam was using one hand to hold on to Puck's peck, to keep his willy aligned and thrusting periodically. The other hand stroked the inside of Puck's leg, taunting his penis with the occasional tap.

Sam then changed his hand positioning, to keep things mixed. He pushed his hand on the back of Puck's head, grabbing his mohawk and pushing his face into the shower floor, and the other hand reached around and jerked Puck's monster, hairy penis which caused Puck to shoot his bum backwards, so that his ass was raised higher than his head. Puck moaned deeply, but the sound was surpressed by his thick lips pressed into the floor. Sam continued to thrust, his boner getting more and more erect with every harsh thrust of his defined pelvis.

Puck's squeezing of the shower products increased, and the caps shot off of the end, dripping shower-gel and shampoo around the bottom of the water-tray. As the chemicals mixed with the water, bubbles and suds formed quickly, growing and replicating in size until the entire bottom portion of the shower was filled with bubbles. They covered the boy's bodies, so that with every rub of the muscles, white lather appeared.

Puck's face became covered with the bubbles, and he began to swallow them, choking a little. Sam grabbed the older-boy's mohawk, and tugged, pulling him up and onto his penis, levelling his head away from the bubbles, which continued to multiply. Puck moaned. The pain from his hair and from the gargantuan cock buried deep in his ass. His moans were loud, and began to annoy Sam more than anything, so, Sam grabbed the rubber duck on the side of the bath and shoved it into Puck's mouth, as well as holding Puck's hands back. The arms were positioned so Puck's hand were clenched around Sam's butt, and the lathering water encased and tickled Noah's dick, causing him to moan.

The three factors that caused him to moan were surpressed by the rubber duck. Sam thrust one more time, and one of his balls managed to get caught inside, stretching the hole more, and the sexual frustration that Noah couldn't released burst as Sam cam reems and masses of thick, white cum, which clogged inside Puck's hole.

While Sam pulled out, his body numbed by orgasm, Puck shuddered with both pleasure and discomfort. He grabbed the shower-head, and lined it up with his wide hole, allowing the water to wash out the cum from his anus.

In the meantime, Puck's erection still throbbed. Sam flailed with orgasmic pleasure as he fell into the suds, and Puck was on the edge of cumming. Puck stood up, about to jerk his way to climax, but, realised Sam was spawled across the floor, arms and abs mixed it a blur of sweat, wet and some cut.

Noah bent his legs, slapping his massive cock and balls into Sam's face. The then retracted, and repeated, tea-bagging the white boy until Sam became desperate to suck. He licked and tried to latch onto his length, but, to no avail.

Finally, he absorbed the length, and the balls smacked into his eyes, and the length pushed into the back of Sam's throat. He could feel the bollocks clenching in his face as the plethora of cum shot out of the penis and into Sam's throat, causing him to down it instantly.

The two boys then clambered ontop of one-another, surrounded in a mix of white bubbles and cum.

"I'm going to miss this, Noah, I really am..."

"I have to leave tomorrow...and...I know you have needs...so...fuck whoever you like, White Chocolate...fuck whoever you like..." Noah replied, knowing full well he would do the same when he arrives in New York.

Keep your suggestions coming in. Lots and lots of planned stories coming too.