Can't Help Falling For You
Twister

Samclosed the front door with a click and stretched upwards like a cat, archinghis back. The latest shoot he had been on had been thoroughly exhausting andall he wanted to do was change into something that he could just slob about inand lounge in front of the television. Trudged wearily, he made his way up thesteps towards Blaine's room so he could change. Blaine would probably still beat NYADA for the day so he would be safe to change in peace and quiet.

“Ugh, sotired....” Sam mumbled to himself as he sluggishly went up the stairs. Once hereached the top he turned to the left, opening the door to Blaine's room andfound the boy in question gloriously naked on his bed, his eyes closed, hisface the picture of ecstasy. Sam's eyes roamed down to where Blaine's handswere touching himself, his hand stroking his length fervently. Sam could helpbut replace Blaine's hard, throbbing cock anything but beautiful. He never thoughthe would think that someone's member would be exquisite, especially not hisbest friend's, but that was all he could think about as he watched Blaineplease himself. Sam couldn't help but stand open mouthed at his friend as hesighed and moaned quietly as he stroked himself quickly, with urgency. Blainewas extraordinary. His compact, tanned body, trickling with drops of sweat thatmade his skin glisten in the sunlight. His dark curls wild, out of the gelcasing, haloing around his head and the dark patch that trailed from his bellybutton downwards... Sam gulped silently, almost intoxicated by the sight ofBlaine.

Blainesighed blissfully, causing Sam to break himself from his enchantment. He neededto get out of there, and fast. “Sam...” His name escaped the smaller boy’s lipsand Sam stopped frozen in place, turning his head to stare at the stunningfigure on the bed. Blaine was thinking of him as he pleased himself. It waserotic and sexy and Sam found it seriously hot. It was all too much. Runningfrom the bedroom and into the bathroom panting, his looked down at thetightness in his own jeans.

“Holyshit.” Watching his friend getting himself off had caused him to stiffen somuch so that it was becoming really uncomfortable. Unzipping himself he pulledhis jeans down along with his boxer briefs, moaning as his length escaped theclothing. Images of Blaine raced through his head and his hand wandered down tostroke himself. Moaning, he quickened his pace, his thoughts filled with hisfriend and his stupefying body. He could feel the build up inside him as warmthspread through him and before long he came hard, his friends name escaping hislips as he did so...

As hecame down from his high he collapsed onto the edge of the bath, gaspingheavily. His heart was racing faster than he had ever felt it do before and Samrealised shockingly that this was not normal behaviour for friends. Friends didnot think of friends that way. Or jerk off after seeing their friend pleasuringhimself. Friends did not constantly think of each other romantically, or thattheir friends were the most beautiful person on the planet. None of that wasnormal. No, he was falling for his best friend. He was in love with Blaine...

Blainehummed contentedly as he skipped down the stairs. This afternoon had been,well, amazing. He didn't think he had ever felt this relaxed before, ever. Noteven after having sex with Kurt did he feel like this. Like his whole body wasthrumming with pure joy. His love for Sam was so deep now it had gotten to thepoint where that was all he could think about. Sam kissing him, touching him,telling him that he loved him. After that evening in the gay bar his hopes hadsky rocketed. If Sam really wasn't attracted to him at all he would never havegiven him that mind blowing lap dance. Or told him that he was sexy. It hadawakened a hope in him that he had never dared have before. Sam might like him.Sam might like him. Biting his lip to stop himself from giggling hisstepped into the kitchen, ravenous after his afternoon delight, so to speak. Hefound Sam inside fiddling about but not really doing anything, which Blainethought was a little weird but then it was Sam. Sometimes he did weird things.His lips turned up into a bemused smile and he chuckled aloud, watching as hisfriend jumped and twisted around rapidly a bit like a deer caught inheadlights.

“HeySam.” Blaine greeted his friend, his smile wide. He couldn't help but noticethat Sam's eyes slid down his body and he frowned a little. Did Sam rememberwhat happened that night now? Blaine's heart sped up at the mere thought of Samremembering that night in Greenwich village. It had been like a dream come truefor Blaine, but had it been for Sam?

“Hey...”Sam gulped nervously and the glass he was holding onto slid out of his grasp,shattering on the floor. “Oh crap.” Sam bent down to pick up the pieces asBlaine stood completely unsure of what was going on. Crouching, he helped Sampick up the pieces still on the floor and couldn't help but notice that Sam'shands were shaking slightly.

“Are youok Sam? Do you want a drink?” Sam only nodded so Blaine took that as a sign toget drinks ready. Once Sam had finished sweeping up the smaller shards with adustpan and brush he stood hovering next to Blaine, and the smaller boy raisedhis eyebrow as he looked up to the blonde, wondering what the hell was going onin his head. He was definitely acting strange, even for Sam.

“Um, doyou wanna play video games?” Sam asked, shuffling next to Blaine. He frowned upat the boy but excepted his offer. Sam didn't often ask Blaine to play videogames with him. Artie was more his video game partner. But he would do anythingfor the tall blonde that was his best friend so he followed him into the livingroom to play Call of Duty or some other random game where you had to killthings.

They werehalfway through a particular level when Sam's stomach gurgled loudly, makingthe smaller boy snicker softly. Sam it seemed was always hungry. “Are youhungry Sammy? Do you want to order pizza?” Blaine paused the game and asked theblonde beside him warmly, his gaze softening. He wanted to reach out and cardhis hands softly through the light halo on top of Sam's head. It looked so softand silken, nothing like his own hair. Sam nodded his head, rubbing his stomacha little and pouting like a small child, reaching over to grab a takeawayleaflet from the table next to the couch. Handing it to Blaine, the smaller boyrolled his eyes but tapped out the number of the pizzeria into his phone andordered their usual. Blaine knew exactly what Sam wanted and as he stated theorder a huge grin came over his face. Nothing excited him like pizza did. Well,not to Blaine's knowledge anyhow. Once he got off the phone, being told itwould take about half an hour, he shuffled himself back to face the screen,ready to kill some more people and looked over expectantly.

“It's okto start again?” Sam pointed to the screen and Blaine nodded, trying not tosigh. He was bored. These games were all the same to him. Killing things justwasn't fun to him. His concentration wavering, he dared to peek sideways atSam. The boy was so exquisitely, breathtakingly beautiful. His fair hair,golden as the sun, and his sky blue eyes. Blaine decided that blue was hisfavourite colour of all time. Light blue, the colour of a bright, clear bluesky with no clouds and the sun beaming down on him. That was Sam. He hadn'teven realised that he had completely forgotten the game and was staringoutright at his friend by this point. All his thoughts were of warm sunshineand bright blue that went on and on forever.

Samfrowned. Blaine's character on the screen was just standing there like an idiotand he kept dying. Groaning, he paused the game, turning to glare at hisfriend, who had some sort of dopey grin on his face. “Dude you just died, likeabout fifteen times, what are you doing?” Blaine's eyes went wide and he shookhis head a little, as though coming back to life. Had he just been staring atme? Sam felt a flutter in his stomach at the thought, but pushed it down. Hecouldn't let Blaine know about these weird feelings he was starting to have forhim. Could he?

“Oh, I'msorry. I'm, erm, getting a little bored...” Blaine blushed furiously as hestarted fiddling with his controller in his lap, not daring to look back up atSam now that he had been found staring at him with his puppy dog eyes. Samalmost laughed at how obvious Blaine was sometimes. It was cute.

“Sorrydude, I forgot you're not really into Call of Duty.” Sam got up, switching thegame off before he got the most amazing idea in the world. He looked over at apuzzled looking Blaine as the excitement flowed off him in droves. He hadstopped off at a charity shop the other day and bought quite possibly the bestgame in the whole world. “Hey I've got the perfect game for us to play ever! Ifound it in a charity shop the other day.” He raced over to one of the cabinetsin the room, revealing his slightly battered box and proudly showing it toBlaine. Twister. Blaine however looked a little sceptical and Sam couldn't helpbut feel a bit disappointed. He thought it would be the most awesome game inthe world, why wasn't Blaine happy?

Blaine'sstomach dropped as Sam revealed this awesome game of his. “I don't know Sam...”Blaine started to say, grimacing at the box in front of him. The last time hehad been forced to play Twister had been with Becky Jackson. That was somethinghe really wished to forget forever. That had been the night he had seen hisbest friends making out. Something about that made him feel nauseous and notquite right, even to this very day. It had been one of the most disgustingsights he had ever seen. Plus, it should have been him, not Tina. The greeneyed monster had surfaced with a vengeance on that night and Blaine had had ahard time bringing it back down again. After that, Twister was not his mostfavourite game in the world. The thought of Tina kissing Sam, ugh. He shudderedat the thought. He loved the girl, but that had totally been wrong.

“But thisis like the perfect game for us. I get to have fun and you get to intertwineyour body with a hot dude, namely me.”

Blaineblinked up at the blonde as images popped up into his head and he felt his faceget very warm in the process. Their two bodies intertwined, hot, sweaty,naked... He wasn't sure when that last part popped into his head but before hecould stop himself he had already blurted out an answer. “Sure! Let’s do it.”

“Alright!”Blaine bit his lip as he watched Sam's spectacular body setting up the mat andhe almost groaned aloud. He would be playing Twister with that. How was hegoing to get through a whole game without wanting to pin his friend to theground and rip his clothes off? He wasn't sure he was going to be able to dothis... “Ok, I'll start!” Sam spun the arrow and they both waited for it toland. Sam in excited anticipation, Blaine in vague horror. “Left hand yellow.”Sam placed his hand down on the board and the game began. Well here goesnothing... Blaine shuffled up to the board spinning his go and the gamestarted...

“Sam youcan't go there!” Blaine yelped as Sam tried to take over his spot. The boy hadmanaged to slide underneath him, his face upwards and facing Blaine's. Hewiggled his eyebrows and it was all Blaine could do not to collapse on him. Hespun the arrow and moaned loudly when it landed on quite possibly the worstplace possible. “Right leg blue.” Blaine would have to turn over. Flippinghimself over he realised all too late that his butt was directly in Sam's face.

“Wow,Blaine, this close your ass is amazing!”

“Sam!”Blaine giggled, feeling a warmth spread through him at the attention Sam wasgiving him. It felt so good. Was it wrong to enjoy it this much? Blaine toldhimself it wasn't. What was wrong with liking Sam compliment him on his body?Nothing, that's what.

“Noseriously, Tina's right, it looks like it's good enough to eat.” Blaine gaspedas he felt Sam bite his ass playfully and he couldn't help but collapse on topof him, giggling. He felt Sam slide up alongside him, pinning him down and hesquealed before he even realised he had done it. Using all his strength herolled Sam over, both boys laughing as they started play fighting fordominance. Sam won in the end, but mainly because Blaine let him. He loved thefeeling of Sam's strong thighs straddling him as he sat on top of his stomach.His heart was thumping dangerously fast as the butterflies in his stomachfluttered nervously inside. Sam's face was one of nerves as well and hecouldn't help but wonder what that meant. Did Sam have feelings for him afterall?

“SamI...” Blaine was stopped abruptly as Sam's lips crashed against his own. Sam'splump, soft lips. The lips he had been dreaming of for a long time now.Moaning, Blaine felt Sam's tongue flicker against his lower lip and he openedhis mouth greedily, deepening the kiss between the two as his eyelids flutteredclosed. He could feel his whole body hum in delight as they passionately kissedone another. His body closing the gap between the two of them. When a knockcame on the door and Sam pulled back, all Blaine could do was whimper at theloss of Sam's lips against his own. He sighed languishingly. Thank you pizzadelivery guy for ruining what was possibly the single most heart stoppingmoment in his life...

“I'dbetter get that, it's probably the pizza guy.” Blaine told Sam in a husky voicehe wasn't used to. He had never sounded like that after Kurt had kissed him.But then Sam was without a doubt the best kisser on the planet. He started toget up, not quite being able to believe what had just happened between the twoof them. Sam just kissed me. He KISSED me! And it was perfection.Opening the door, the pizza guy stood looking faintly bored. Blaine couldn'treally blame him; he hadn't just been kissed to within an inch of his life bythe hottest guy in the universe. “Order for Anderson.”

“Yeahthanks.” Sticking his hand in his back pocket he recovered his wallet andhanded the man his money, with a little extra. He probably needed the extrawith the job he was in.

“So, whatdo you wanna watch?” Sam called out as Blaine ambled back into the living room.It was as though nothing had just happened between them as the blonde satflicking through the channels on the television, not replaceing anything worthwatching on any of them.

“Um...”Blaine hesitated, looking at Sam longingly. Really all he wanted to do was goback to kissing him again.

“JeezBlaine. Can we eat before making out again?” Sam rolled his eyes but a bigsmile was covering his face as he watched Blaine's face light up. “You couldput on Gilmore Girls if you like, there's nothing on.”

“Really?”Blaine's golden eyes widened in delight and he rushed upstairs to get the DVDbox set. He had originally intended it to go to Kurt as a present and apologygift but since he sent it back, Blaine had hung onto it. I mean, come on, someof the guys were really hot in it! He set it up and went over to join Sam onthe sofa, not really sure if the other boy would let him snuggle. Blaine adoredsnuggling, but he hardly ever got to do it with anyone. Kurt had never been bigon snuggling.

“Comehere you!” Sam pulled him into his arms with a squeak and he wriggled into thebest position on Sam's chest. He could feel his friend's chest, (could he stillcall him that?), pounding underneath his head. Humming happily in Sam's embracethey sat eating their pizza and watching Gilmore Girls, completely content withone another.