Disappointment
by David Heulfryn

 

Eddie waited patiently for Max by the school gates after the bell rang. He dashed out of class to be one of the first out. He didn’t want to miss him. But he had a long wait.

Max wasted as much time as possible to be among the last out. He didn’t want a crowd of kids milling around and teasing him for being naked and having to wear a cock cage. When Max reached the school gates, he pulled out his clothes, and Eddie approached.

“Does that hurt?” Eddie asked, looking at Max’s groin.

“Not really. It will get very snug when I get erect, but it doesn’t hurt.” Max pulled on his briefs. The cage made his bulge look obscene.

“I’m sorry, Max.” Eddie apologised.

“None of it was your fault, Eddie. I was responsible.” Max now shrugged on his blazer. He was now dressed but didn’t look smart. His uniform was dirty, his trousers scuffed, and his shirt was ripped.

“Can I walk home with you?” Eddie asked.

The boys walked back. They didn’t talk much, Eddie didn’t know what to say, and Max didn’t feel like talking. When they got junction where they separated, they stopped. Eddie asked if Max wanted to go back with him, but Max suggested it wasn’t a good idea. He would like to, but he’d have to get home to explain to his mother what had happened.

“Take care, Max,” Eddie said as they departed.

Max finished the short walk home. When he opened the door, he heard his mother shout, “Who’s that?”

“Me, Mum,” Max said, and she appeared in the kitchen doorway. She was naked, and her face looked like thunder.

“What the hell have you been doing at school!” She yelled at him, “I had the headmaster on the phone this afternoon. Fighting! I thought you knew better than that. And look at your uniform. Get it off. Let me see.” Max took off his blazer and handed it to his mother. “That shirt is ruined,” she said as she saw the rip. “Let me see your trousers.” She hustled Max around to see the scuff marks. “Get them off.”

Max didn’t say anything; he followed her instructions and soon only wore his white briefs. Lily looked at the obscene lump.

“Get them off, too. Let me see what they’ve done to you.”

Max went red as he pulled down his underpants. He held out his briefs to give them to her.

“Don’t give me those. Put them in the washing machine.”

Max squeezed passed her and tossed them in the washing machine. Lily followed him. Max looked at the floor.

“What are we going to do with you. Ten strokes of the cane and naked for a week. I have a good mind to tell James he can’t come over this weekend.

“No, Mum!” Max pleaded. “You can’t. I need to see him.”

“So you suggest that we reward you for fighting at school.” It was rhetorical, “We’ll see what your Dad says when he gets home. He’ll be just as disappointed in you as I am.”

Max sat at the kitchen table, his cock cage clanking against the wooden seat. “Please let James come,” Max begged and began to cry. “I need him.”

“Don’t think you’re going to be let off lightly. Being caned at school will be the least of your worries. For now, you are grounded all next week. And that means no rugby.”

“Mum!” Max looked at her, his eyes wet and pleading.

“Get out of my sight. Go to your room and stay there until I call you down.”

Max slinked off and left Lily to calm down. He was told to leave his phone.

Lily had calmed down by the time Finn came home. She called him into the living room, where she was sitting.

“What do you know about what happened to your brother?” She asked as Finn took off his clothes.

“Nothing. All I heard was that he got into trouble, but that’s all I know. Is he home?”

“I’ve sent him to his room.” Lily sighed.

Finn was about to go up to see him when Lily called him back. “Stop there, Finn. You are not to go into your room. He needs time to think about what he’s done and how he has disappointed us.”

“But, Mum!”

“But nothing! He is being punished, and you are not to go up there.”

Finn flopped onto a chair and crossed his arms belligerently. “It’s not fair! Why do I have to be punished for something he’s done.”

“Don’t you start, Finn. We have enough with your brother.”

Max heard his brother come home and hoped he would come upstairs to talk to him. He was surprised when he didn’t and realised his mother was keeping him downstairs. A few hours later, he heard his father come home. Max got off his bed and cracked open his door, hoping to listen to what was being said. All he could hear was muffled voices. He gave up and lay back down.

Owen went up to see Max. He noticed that his son had been crying. Max sat up, and Owen sat next to him and sighed.

“I’m very surprised, Max. I would never have expected this of you. You have never done anything like this before. You’ve never been in serious trouble like this before. Your Mum and I are very disappointed. There is no excuse for fighting.”

“But he’d been picking on me for days.” Max gave a flimsy excuse.

“Words, Max. I thought we brought you up better than this. You can ignore words. You don’t start throwing your fists around.”

“Can I explain, Dad? Tell you what really happened.”

“Okay, Max.”

Owen listened as Max told him the whole story, from when Neil deserted his responsibility as a student guide to what the headmaster said about Neil when they were alone in his office. Max talked calmly and sounded genuine. Owen had no reason to disbelieve what he was being told.

“Your Mum wants me to stop James from coming over this weekend.”

“Please, Dad!” Max pleaded and let more tears roll down his cheeks. “You can’t. I’ve not seen him for so long. It’s not his fault. Don’t do this, Dad. Punish me however you want, but please not that.”

“Okay, Max. He can come. But we will punish you, Max. You need to learn that this is not a way to settle disputes.”

Max hugged his father, “Thank you, Dad. Spank me as much as you want.”

“I could never do that, Max. I don’t believe that a suitable punishment for hitting another boy would be to hit you. But you are grounded for two weeks and will hand over your phone at seven o’clock, including the weekends. You will also remain naked in the house at all times for two weeks. And you will forfeit your pocket money this month.” Max didn’t think he should complain about his punishment. “Now, come down for your dinner.”

Max followed Owen downstairs. Finn was already sitting at the dinner table and looked at his brother. The atmosphere was tense; he thought better of talking. In fact, the family ate in silence. Afterwards, Max was told to go back to his room. This time Finn was allowed to join him.

In the privacy of the bedroom, Finn hugged his brother. He held him tight for a long time.

“I’m sorry, Max,” Finn said as he rested his head on Max’s shoulder.

Max held his brother. He appreciated his touch. They then lay on Max’s bed. Finn spooned his brother and continued their hug. Max spoke softly, telling Finn the whole story. The day had been emotional, and Max felt drained. Finn held him, and they lay silent. He realised that Max had fallen asleep.

It was early when Lily and Owen woke. He had to leave to pick up James. Lily crept into the boys’ bedroom and saw them sleeping on Max’s bed. They were still on top of the covers. Lily was glad the room was warm. She wondered about Finn and went over to him. He was holding his brother and breathing lightly. His hips were tight against Max’s backside, and she couldn’t tell if he’d had another wet dream. She tried to feel between them. Finn squirmed when she touched his bare hip, and her fingers managed to slip a few inches down. She felt wetness and pulled her hand back. She smelt her fingers. It was cum. Finn had ejaculated in his sleep again.

She quietly left the boys to sleep and washed her hands. She was worried. She was concerned for both her sons, and it seemed she would keep that appointment with Doctor Wallace on Monday morning.

James was subdued when Owen returned home. He’d explained to James what had happened, and this weekend wasn’t to be the romantic and enjoyable time he’d expected.

As James entered the house, he looked around for Max. “He’s upstairs,” Lily told him and came out of the kitchen, James was surprised to see that Lily was naked but tried not to show it.

“Can I go up?” James asked, knowing Max was being punished.

“Please do. He’ll be glad to see you.” Lily said.

James slowly climbed the stairs and entered Max’s bedroom. Max was busy stripping his bed so he could wash the bedclothes. Max had his back to the door and didn’t notice James.

“Max.” James almost whispered.

Max turned to see James, and they rushed together. James hugged his lover. Max melted in his arms and started crying.

“I’m so sorry, Max,” James said.

“I’ve missed you so much.” Max blubbed.

“Your Dad told me what happened,” James said, and they held each other. They didn’t speak; they didn’t need to. Max felt safe in his arms.

Finn disturbed the silence. He came in from having a shower. “James!” Finn smiled.

James looked at him and smiled wanly.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” Finn told him, kissing his cheek. Finn didn’t say anything else. He threw his damp towel on his bed and went downstairs to give them some privacy.

Max sighed and broke away from James. He picked up Finn’s damp towel and draped it over the radiator.

“Still picking up after him, I see.” James chuckled.

“He needs someone to look after him.” Max turned to face James, who looked at Max’s groin and his caged genitals.

“May I take a look?” James nodded to Max’s crotch.

Max stood in front of James, who crouched down. He examined the cage. “Does it hurt?”

“No, it just feels awkward. I hate having to pee through it.”

“What about getting hard?”

“I did last night. It woke me up. There’s not enough room to get hard, so when I do, it can hurt, and I go soft again.”

“Does that mean you can’t cum?”

“Well, if I can’t get hard and I can’t wank, then I’m betting it’s difficult to cum.”

James kissed the cage and rose to his feet.

“I need a shower. Will you wait here for me?” Max asked.

“No, I’ll wait in the bathroom with you.”

Owen had taken his clothes off when he got home; he and Lily preferred to be naked at home. It had taken some time, but nudity was now normal for the family. Finn was sitting in the kitchen, eating the toast Lily had made for him.

“Will you let Max go out today with James?” Finn said to no one in particular.

Owen sighed, “He’s grounded, Finn. Besides, I’m not sure he’d want to be seen wearing that cock cage. Everyone will know he’s being punished.”

“But you could let him wear clothes, Dad. Just for this weekend. He’s really been looking forward to being with James again.”

“Look, Sweetie,” Lily looked at Finn. “What would it look like if we went back on his punishment? Both of you would think that we weren’t serious. You’d take advantage.”

“I wouldn’t, Mum.” Finn protested.

“Yes, you would, Finn. And you know it. You are always pushing the boundaries.”

“Sorry, Mum.” Finn felt sorry for Max.

“I know what you’re trying to do, Sweetie. And Max would be proud of having you as his advocate.”

“Just because Max has to stay in doesn’t mean we have to.” Owen tried to sound cheery. “Let’s go shopping. I think a little retail therapy is in order.”

“I do need to get Max a new uniform. His blazer is filthy, I’ve tried to brush it off, but I’m not sure even dry cleaning would work.” Lily said.

“That’s settled then.” Owen winked at Finn, “The three of us will spend the day shopping.”

Finn smiled. It meant Max would be alone with James for most of the day.

“But we’ll be wearing clothes, Finn. And that means you as well.” Lily insisted.

Finn didn’t complain. It was chilly outside.

When Finn went upstairs to get dressed, he found Max and James lying together on his bed. They were just cuddling, and James was still dressed in his jeans and sweatshirt. Finn told them he was going shopping with Mum and Dad. They watched Finn get dressed and said goodbye to him as he left them alone again.

Max sighed when he heard the front door shut. He was now alone with James.

 

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