James In Cockaigne
by David Heulfryn

 

Finn is a crafty little sod and the best brother I could have wished for. One moment he’s giggling like a little kid. The next, he’s organising all this behind my back. Friday night, we shared a bed again, and I held him so tight I nearly squeezed the life out of him. After James had his mini-breakdown, Finn went to Mum and Dad to fill them in and lay the groundwork for James staying on Saturday. But he apparently got a flat no as Dad had to go into Cockaigne, and Mum didn’t want three teenage boys running amok in the house.

But Finn was never to take no for an answer and persuaded Dad to kill two birds with one stone. That is why we were going to Cockaigne on a boys’ weekend so Dad could also take James to get his visitor’s permit.

I kissed Finn’s neck as we lay together. “Thank you, Min. I don’t know how you did it, but thank you.”

“Do you know what we’re going to do tomorrow?” Finn asked.

“Dad is going to the estate agent to get some details on some houses they want to look at. I don’t know what we’re going to do. I doubt that Dad would let us stay at the B&B alone. So I might suggest we go to the shopping centre, or perhaps the town centre and just explore.”

“I don’t know what I’m going to do,” Finn said. “I’ll have to go with Dad, I suppose.”

“Oh! I was hoping you would come with us.” I told him.

“Really!” Finn squeaked. “You’re not just saying that?”

“No, Min. Without you, this wouldn’t be happening. I want to spend the day with the two best boys in my life, my brother and my boyfriend.”

“Won’t James mind?”

“No, not at all. He wants us to spend the weekend together. His brother wouldn’t do anything like this for him. I think he’s got a little bro crush on you.”

“Really?” I felt Finn wriggle, uncomfortable with being complimented.

“Really.” I kissed his neck again.

“I love you, Max. I’m so glad we have each other.”

“I am too, Min. I’m just glad I don’t have Marc for a brother. He sounds a right pain.”

“You can be a pain too, Min.” I stroked his hair.

“But a loveable pain.” Finn wiggled his backside, teasing my cock as it rested between his cheeks.

“Yes, Min. A loveable pain.”

Finn yawned, “I love you, Max.”

“I love you too, Min.”

 

Finn sat in the front of the car as Dad drove, and James and I sat in the back. I noticed Finn kept looking back at us. We must have seemed strange as James and I sat, holding hands, looking at each other with doe eyes. Dad saw us lost in each others’ eyes and distracted us as he explained to James what would happen to get his visitor’s permit. James seemed nervous, he wasn’t used to being naked in front of strangers, but I squeezed his hand and reassured him that I could be with him if he wanted. James said he would like that.

“I could be with you for support, too.” Finn squeaked from the front of the car, “And I will also be naked.”

James looked at me.

“He will be.” I smiled at James, “As soon as we reach Cockagne, he’ll have his cock out.”

“Don’t be so crude, Max.” Dad admonished me.

“Sorry, Dad.” I apologised.

“He’s right, though.” Finn butted in. “I can’t wait to get naked.”

Finn’s nakedness at the security centre made James more comfortable when he was processed for his visitor permit. I remained clothed as Finn and I went in with him.

After spending the rest of the day exploring the town centre, we went back to the B&B to have dinner. Dad and Finn were naked, and I stayed clothed to make James more comfortable. James looked so cute when Dad stripped naked. He went so red and couldn’t look at him. When talking to Dad, James looked at the floor. We ate dinner in the dining room. Afterwards, James and I went back to our room. Finn stayed with Dad in the lounge. He whispered that he would stay with Dad for at least an hour.

I wouldn’t be surprised if Finn had organised all this and got Dad to go along with all his plans and schemes. But I was glad as it gave James and me time alone.

For the first fifteen minutes, we were a blur of naked flesh, cocks, hands, and mouths, and cum quickly flew. We lay panting on the double bed, James behind me, holding me, spooning me. I could feel his cold cum from the end of his cock on my bare buttocks. I wanted to stay in his arms forever. This weekend was the best so far in my fifteen years.

For an hour, we just lay together and talked. We may have been naked, but that didn’t mean anything. Our passion had been quenched. It was now time for intimacy. James lay against me, stroking my hair, running his hand along my bare arm. He would occasionally kiss my neck or shoulder. It reminded me of how I would treat Finn as we lie together in bed. I wiggled my arse like Finn would do to me, and I felt James’ cock thicken and push into the cleft of my buttocks. But it didn’t end there. I pushed back, and I felt his cock against my hole.

I still wasn’t sure about being penetrated, not yet, at least, but feeling his cock against me made me long for it. I sighed and wiggled my arse. It was like his cock was scratching an itch on my anus. James didn’t force anything, but he did wrap his arm around me and grab my cock. I pushed back while he stroked my hard cock. It wasn’t long before I was cumming over the duvet, and James was cumming between my buttocks.

I fell asleep. I think James also fell asleep because I was gently woken by Finn rocking my shoulder. Despite his soft touch, I jolted awake, and James flinched behind me.

“Dad didn’t want to leave you two alone for too long. I said I’d come up, and we’d go to bed and perhaps watch television. I’m going to brush my teeth.”

As quickly as Finn appeared, he had gone again. Gone into the bathroom to leave James and me alone again.

“We should go to bed,” I said to James.

James laughed, “I thought we were in bed.”

“No, under the covers.” I smiled. It was time to join Finn in the bathroom to brush our teeth.

Finn kept surprising me this weekend. Not once did he comment on seeing James naked, although I saw him looking.

Finn left us alone in the bathroom. Once James and I had brushed our teeth, we kissed. I pulled away before our cocks responded too much, and we went back into the room to get in bed. Finn was waiting for us. He was sitting on the other bed.

“You two get in bed. I’ll turn the light off.”

James and I snuggled together, his cock nestled between my arse cheeks. The duvet warmed us, and I felt contented in James’ arms.

Finn turned off the light and got into the other bed.

I lay in James’ arms listening to Finn fidget. It went on for several minutes.

“What’s wrong, Min?” I asked.

“I can’t get comfortable.” He fidgeted even more, “This bed is too big.”

“Come in with us, Min,” I said.

“Are you sure?” Finn asked.

“Yes, he’s sure.” James butted in.

Finn slipped from the other bed and into ours. He snuggled up to me and got into his familiar position. I grasped my cock and rested it in the cleft of his buttocks.

“That’s better.” Finn sighed.

“I’m so glad you’re with us, Finn. You’ve done so much for Max and me. I don’t know how I can make it up to you.” James said to him.

“James?” Finn said.

“Yes.”

There was a short pause before Finn spoke again. “I’d like it if you call me Min when we’re alone.”

I felt James reach over me and touch Finn’s arm. “Thank you, Min. It means so much to me. You know I love your brother very much. And I know you mean the world to him.”

“You have helped Max come out of his shell,” Finn said to James. “I’m proud of what you have helped him become,” Finn said.

“If you like,” I huffed, “I could leave you two alone and get myself another room.”

We all laughed. Three teenage boys spooning each other in a double bed. We didn’t feel cramped or in danger of falling off; it was a nice size for the three of us.

“Cockaigne isn’t like people say it is,” James commented. “Whenever I hear about it, people say it’s a terrible place, full of crime, violence and perversion. But it’s nothing like that.”

“I know. It’s just like a normal town but a big naturist town with the occasional sex.” I said

“We never saw anyone having sex,” James said.

“It’s not like people do it all the time out in the open,” Finn said.

“I didn’t feel weird at all,” James said, “I felt like it was a normal town, except for you being naked, Min.” James chuckled.

“Trust me, James,” I butted in, “As soon as we move here, I doubt he’ll wear clothes again.”

“I like how it feels,” Finn said.

“You have certainly made me feel more comfortable here,” James said. “I’m going to enjoy visiting Max.”

“And I’m going to love you visiting me,” I said.

“Plus, when I visit, I get to see Min naked. You have a very cute brother, Max.”

“Don’t get ideas, James. You’re mine. Min can find his own boyfriend.”

“Don’t worry, Max. James is too old for me.” Finn laughed. “I’m not into old men.”

I slapped Finn’s hip, “Cheeky.”

James stroked my hair and kissed my neck, “You’re dating an old man, Max.”

“I don’t mind. I love older men. Especially a certain sixteen-year-old, old man.”

“And I love a certain younger old man who is fifteen years old.” James nibbled my earlobe, which caused my cock to stir and push deeper between Finn’s buttocks.

“Why don’t you guys get a room,” Finn quipped.

“We have a room, Min.” James and I laughed in unison.

“I’m glad you’re here with us, Min,” I told him.

“So am I.” James agreed.

“And I feel happy to be here. Not like your other sleepover. I felt left out.”

“Sorry, Min,” James said. “I never meant for that to happen. Please tell me if it happens again.”

“Thanks, James. I know neither of you meant it.” Finn said.

“Min, you will always be a part of our relationship because you are a big part of Max. You will still be part of our relationship when we’re in our sixties.” James said.

“I hope not. I just told you that I don’t like old men.” Finn laughed.

“Yes, but you’ll be old and wrinkly too.” I kissed Finn’s neck.

“I love you, Max,” Finn said.

“I love you, Min,” I told him.

“I love you, James,” Finn said.

“I love you, Min.” James said, and he meant it, “I love you, Max.”

“I love you, James,” I said as I hugged Finn tightly.

At this moment, James seemed to understand my relationship with my brother. He didn’t tell me while we lay in some weird threesome spoon. He told me when we were alone. James said it was like we had created a third kind of love. There’s familial love, our love for family and very close friends. There’s romantic love, the love of mutual attraction that affects your groin. And there’s the Max and Finn love, something only between the two of us. A deep love between brothers. A bond that nothing will break. A bond that lays each person bare. The best way James could describe it was a non-sexual romantic love.

All three of us lay half asleep when we heard the door open. Dad came in and saw the three of us in bed together. He seemed to be aware that Finn was still awake.

“Are you okay, Finn? You can come in with me if you like.” Dad whispered.

I sensed Finn was uncertain. Eventually, I heard him say, “I’m fine here, Dad.”

 

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