A Cockaigne Breakfast
by David Heulfryn

 

Max and Finn showered together, with Max washing his dried cum from Finn’s back. When freshly showered, the family went down to breakfast, naked. As they sat down, Henry approached them.

“I hope you have enjoyed your stay with us.” Max and Finn nodded. He smiled at each of them in turn.

“It’s been wonderful, Henry,” Lily spoke for the family.

“I must say how surprised I was for you all to embrace nudity.” He looked at Max and Finn, “Especially you boys. I usually find adolescent boys tend to cover up until they turn seventeen or eighteen, and then they love exposing themselves.”

“I’m not embarrassed, Mr Bell” Finn stood up, showing Henry his cock and freshly sprouted pubes.

Max laughed. “He’s recently come out as a naturist.”

“You’re not doing so bad in those stakes yourself,” Henry said to Max while Finn sat back down.

Max blushed.

“He’s come a long way, and I love him,” Finn told Henry.

Max excused himself and went over to the side of the room to put some of the continental selection on a plate.

“Enjoy your breakfast, and please come and find me when you’re ready to check out. In the meantime, help yourself, and I’ll be back in a few minutes for your hot food order.”

Finn smiled at Henry and then went to join Max at the table. He picked up an empty plate and reached for the salami. “Which bits have touched your cock and balls?”

Max reached over and grabbed a slice of salami. He wrapped it around his soft cock and threw it onto Finn’s plate. “This one is especially for you.”

Finn looked at the contaminated slice on his plate. He looked closely. Carefully he picked up a stray hair from the meat. “I believe this is yours.” Finn handed over the stay pube to Max and let it fall onto his plate of food.

“Finn!” Max whined, picked up the pubes and let it float onto the floor.

Finn ate the slice of salami that had been wrapped around his brother’s cock only moments ago. The brothers giggled and filled up their plates.

As they sat down, Owen got their attention. “Before you start eating, boys, I want a word with you.”

Max and Finn sat motionless, staring at their Dad, wondering what was happening.

“Yesterday was for you, Max, to show you what could happen if you decide to move here. Today, I wanted to do something special for you, Finn.” Owen looked from Max to Finn.

“What, Dad? You don’t have to. I already know I like it here, and I’ve already told Max I will respect his decision.” Finn said, noticing that his Mum sat still, looking nervous.

“I know, Finn. But since you came out to us as a naturist, we have all become more comfortable being naked around each other. Even your Mum and Max.” Owen reached for Lily’s hand and held it, reassuring her. “Max,” Owen looked at his eldest son, “I’m so proud of you. You have accepted your brother and even started to feel comfortable being naked with the family. I’ve been so surprised that you have been naked with us. Your Mum has also been very brave in joining in. As you know, your Mum hasn’t always been comfortable being naked.”

Owen noticed Henry was about to approach to take their order but saw the family talking. It looked intense, serious and private, so he hung back and spoke to the other guests.

“Now, Max.” Owen looked his son in the eye, “Your Mum has agreed, and I’m hoping you are brave enough to agree to what I have planned for Finn.”

“What, Dad.” Finn tried not to sound excited but couldn’t help it. He grabbed Max’s hand under the table. “Please agree, Max.”

“Agree to what?” Max looked at Finn.

“I don’t know.” Finn shrugged and turned to their Dad. “What does Max need to agree to? I know he will if it’s special for me.”

Owen chuckled. “Look, Finn. If Max isn’t ready, then he’s not ready. We’re not going to force him.”

“What is it, Dad?” Max asked.

“There is a lakeside resort near here. It’s called Cremaster Freedom Resort. There are lakeside activities and things like waterskiing, swimming, paragliding and even a zip wire. I thought we could go, one last bit of fun before we go home.”

“That sounds great, Dad.” Finn fidgeted with excitement.

“Yeah, Dad. It sounds like fun. Why wouldn’t I want to go?” Max said.

“Well, Max.” Owen sighed, not looking forward to telling Max. “You see, the place is a naturist place.” Max was silent, “And it’s not optional. It’s obligatory. Your Mum has agreed.” Owen and Lily looked at each other, but Lily still looked nervous. “But it’s all down to you, Max.”

Finn looked at his older brother, his eyes pleading with him to agree.

Max smiled at Finn, “How could I stop you from feeling what it’s truly like to be a naturist, Min.”

Finn jumped up and screamed, “Yeah!” The entire breakfast room watched the naked thirteen-year-old boy jump out of his chair excitedly. He sat back down. His face looked like it might split open with his broad smile. Max turned to Finn and hugged him. A tear ran down Finn’s cheek. “You’re the best, Max. You know I would do anything for you. You’ve done so much for me. You’ve never made me feel like a freak. You’ve even tried being a naturist with me, even if it’s only in our bedroom. And now here. I love you so much, Max.” Finn squeezed Max hard.

“Thank you, Max.” Owen looked at his son. “You and your Mum have come a long way. If you ever feel like you need privacy, just say and disappear. We’ll understand.”

“When can we go?” Finn asked.

“As soon as we’ve checked out of here.”

Henry sensed the family had finished talking and came over carrying a teapot. He knew they always drank tea in the morning.

Finn was so excited he couldn’t wait to finish breakfast. Owen and Lily had to hold him back from rushing. He told them he was finished and said he was going back to the room to get ready. Owen laughed and explained he was already naked. He didn’t need to get ready as they would all leave naked, so they could arrive naked. Finn then said he should pack and returned to the room before anyone could suggest he just wait until they had all finished breakfast. After a few minutes, Max said he should go up and stop Finn from getting over-excited.

Owen and Lily were left alone at the breakfast table. “Max seems so grown up,” Owen commented.

“And what about Finn?” Lily pondered, “Sometimes he seems so grown up and helps Max. Sometimes he behaves like the thirteen-year-old boy he is.”

“I know,” Owen smiled. “I find it funny. One moment he’s an adult, and in the blink of an eye, he’s a boy again. I remember those days. I hated those days,” Owen mused. “I was glad when I grew out of it.”

“I hope he doesn’t.” Lily sighed. “Max is all grown up, but Finn still needs me. I feel like it won’t be long before I’ve lost him too.”

Owen held his wife’s hand. “You’re not losing them. They’re just growing up, becoming men. You just need to change you’re relationship with them. They’re not boys. They no longer need mollycoddling. They are both now finding their own way. All we can do is be here for them when they need us. If we let them go now, they will come back quicker.” Owen squeezed his wife’s hand. “We need to let them make their own mistakes, Love.”

“I know, Dear.” Lily sighed. “But it’s not Finn I’m worried about. He will always be what you see, he’s open and will tell us anything, he won’t keep secrets, he’s not the type. But Max… he internalises things. He’s a very private boy, and now he has a boyfriend who is older than him.”

“Only by a year, Dear,” Owen said.

“I know, but Max is impressionable. Just look how Finn has got him comfortable being naked. I’m sure Finn could get Max to do anything he wanted. I’m worried that James might be taking Max too far too soon.”

“Don’t underestimate Max, Dear. He’s a lot stronger than he appears. He may be the quiet one, but he’s not one to be forced into anything. Have more trust in him. He’s a good boy, and Finn has given him a little extra confidence. Max is strong, Lily. He loves James, and James loves him. Max would not do anything with James that he didn’t want to do, and I just hope we have taught them both enough about safe sex.” Lily opened her mouth, about to speak. Owen didn’t let her. “I also hope it won’t be for a few years yet, but we need to let them grow up at their own pace. But it’s Finn we should worry about. He is so open and honest it could hurt him, at least out there.” Owen meant the world outside Cockaige. “He will be accepted in Cockaigne. But out there, we need to be careful. He needs to learn who he can be honest with and who he can’t.”

“You’re right, Love,” Lily admitted.

“Finn is so pure and innocent. I don’t want to have to teach him that sometimes he shouldn’t be himself. It breaks my heart. I love him so much. I wish I was like him. It’s taken us this long to be comfortable with our own bodies. Finn has always been comfortable with his. I don’t want to take that away from him.”

“I know what you mean, Love.” Lily said, “I know I’ve only just become comfortable being naked. A few months ago, I would never have dreamt of doing this. But I’ve been more open since we got our permanent visitors permits and had that special inoculation.”

“I had no idea that inoculation would have such an effect on us,” Owen said. “But I wonder what will happen to the boys when they have theirs. They will need one if we move here. It’s made us more open and even comfortable being nude. We’ve even had sex while the boys were asleep in the next bed.” Owen winked at Lily. “I wonder what effect it will have on the boys?”

“I’m guessing their bedclothes will get so stiff. I’ll have to fold them to get them in the washing machine.” They laughed, not embarrassed that they expected their sons to be masturbating more often.

“Are you sure you’re alright with all this, Lily?” Owen asked.

“Yes. I know I’m still anxious about being naked, but just spending time with all of you makes me happy. I’ve coped with coming to breakfast naked. I think I could now cope with anything. I also wasn’t too bothered about having sex while the boys slept. I wasn’t worried about them waking up.” Lily smiled at Owen. “I’ll let you into a little secret. I hoped they did. Then they would know what real sex looked like.”

Lily reached under the table and held Owen’s cock. It was already half hard. Her touch made it totally hard. Owen gasped and enjoyed her touch. She stroked him, loving the feel of his soft skin and the hard shaft. It wasn’t long before she felt his precum oozing from his tip, and her hand smeared it over his cock. Owen sat back and tilted his head to the ceiling, his eyes closed, enjoying Lily masturbating him. But Lily wasn’t satisfied. Owen was being selfish. She grabbed his hand and placed it between her legs. Owen knew what she wanted, and he started to frig her clitoris. It was now Lily’s turn to gasp as his touch sent a shiver running from her cunt that enveloped her body.

The other guests gave the couple a quick glance and then ignored them. They carried on with their breakfast. Henry watched them from the door. He wore a proud smile. Pleased that Cockaigne had claimed another couple. He watched as Owen screwed up his face, grunted and shot his cum under the table. Henry didn’t mind cleaning up after the guests if he managed to watch. Lily came next. He watched her shudder and let out a tiny squeak. Henry now had an erection but didn’t have time to sort it out. He had guests to serve. None of them minded that he was hard. They didn’t give it a second thought.

Owen and Lily slipped out of the breakfast room to join their boys upstairs.

 

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