Somewhere around Season 2 . . .
Finn looked at the blonde dude, completely naked as he sang in the shower. He'd never heard a voice like that, and he had to get this guy in glee club. Later on, when the new blonde guy with the huge mouth was wearing clothes, Finn wanted an answer.
"Finn, I'm the new guy," Sam explained. "That means I'm already on the outside looking in. I don't wanna start out three touchdowns behind."
Finn didn't make eye contact with Sam, but he nodded. He understood what Sam was saying, but he was really looking forward to having a strong voice like his to help beat vocal adrenaline.
"I gotta go," Sam said as he walked out of the smelly locker room. "Coach Beiste makes us do a hundred pushups for every minute we're late, so . . ."
"Hey that's great, you made the team," Finn called out as Sam walked out the room. "What position?"
"Quarterback," was the response blazed Finn's veins and sent him forward to grab Sam and throw him to the floor.
"You asked for this," Finn said as he stripped Sam of his clothing and football padding.
"Whoa! What the hell are you doing?"
"First you won't join glee club, and now you take my position. You're an awesome singer, Sam, but now I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson."
Finn then turned around and lowered his pants so his round, massive glutes were exposed to Sam. When Finn pulled his ass cheeks, Sam could see that Finn was wearing a jockstrap. Finn soon smothered Sam's face and engulfed his head between his giant glutes, clenching them together to tighten the hold.
Sam scream in protest, but it was muffled within Finn's meaty mounds. Finn then released a long, wet fart, grunting as the gas was released onto Sam's face.
"Wow, those burritos sure do pack a punch," Finn laughed, allowing another rumble upon Sam's face.
Sam groaned as he was weakened by Finn's rotten manhole, and Finn could feel the movement of Sam's massive lips in his crack. He clenched his cheeks as tightly as he could to put a nice squeeze on the blonde hunk's face. With this squeeze, he was able to trap his next fart so it was exclusively trapped in Sam's nostrils.
Sam yelled in protest for almost half an hour while Finn released his lunch gas on Sam's face. Eventually, Finn felt the movement of Sam's mouth cease within his crack. He realized that Sam had been knocked out, so he stood up to see Sam's calm face with eyes closed. So . . .
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