A New Perspective
by David Heulfryn

 

Owen got a sense of déjà vu when a persistent knocking on the front door woke him. He checked the clock; it was only five in the morning, and he wasn’t due to wake for another hour to get ready for work.

It was Monday morning, and this was not a good start to the week. He looked at Lily, who was still asleep. He heard knocking again and snarled as he got out of bed and made his way to answer the door. Whoever it was had better have a good reason for waking him early.

He pulled the door open and was confronted by a naked teenager. He looked at the boy and recognised him. “What the fuck are you doing here.”

Neil cast his eyes downwards, partly in shame and partly so he didn’t have to look at the naked man in front of him. “I was instructed to be here at this time as part of my punishment. I am to assist Max with anything he wants. Help him dress, wash, and carry his bag to school.”

“The trial isn’t for a few days,” Owen said, looking at Neil’s bare feet. He thought it must have hurt to walk here barefoot.

“Officer Nathan gave this as part of my provisional punishment.”

“I’m too fucking tired to deal with this, and Max is asleep. Just come in and sit in the front room. I’m going back to bed.” Owen slammed the door shut, and Neil sheepishly entered the living room and sat down. Owen started to go back upstairs but stopped halfway up. “And if I find anything nicked or damaged, my wife will have your balls as earrings.”

Owen got back into bed. Lily stirred and rolled over. “I’m glad you’re back.” She said and reached down to hold Owen’s cock. She stroked it slowly, causing it to harden. She turned over again, her back toward him.

Owen shuffled forward and pushed his hard cock inside Lily’s cunt. He pushed in slowly, and Lily groaned softly. Both were still sleepy and enjoyed the long and slow fuck. Lily squeaked occasionally and pushed her arse back hard against Owen, forcing more of his cock inside her.

They enjoyed the slow rhythmic motion of making love. Owen would occasionally nibble her ear and kiss her cheek. His hand reached round and teased her nipples, eliciting another squeak of pleasure from Lily. His hand lowered and frigged her clit. Owen could feel his cock inside her, pushing against his fingers as it went deeper.

Lily pressed down on the invading cock, making Owen groan. He could tell Lily was building to a climax, he was also ready to blow, but he didn’t want to cum before she had a chance to orgasm. He frigged her clit faster. She bit her lip as she squeaked, and Owen could feel her cunt clamp down on his cock. He fucked faster and shot his load deep inside her.

They lay panting on the bed, Owen’s wilting cock still inside Lily.

“Who was at the door?” Lily asked.

“That bastard who beat up Max.” Owen panted, still recovering from his orgasm.

“I hope you told him to leave us alone,” Lily said.

“He’s supposed to help Max carry his bags and stuff. I told him to wait in the front room.”

Lily jumped out of bed, “You left that delinquent in our house!” She was incredulous.

“He’s been told to help us out.”

Lily ignored Owen and rushed downstairs. She burst into the living room and startled Neil, who was sitting quietly on a chair.

Neil jumped to his feet when he saw Lily. She was naked but was intimidating. Neil looked at the floor.

“What the fuck are you doing here. I want you out of my house immediately.” She demanded.

“I can’t, Mrs Fletcher. I’ve been told to come here and help you all in any way I can.”

Owen came down and watched Lily tear a strip off the boy who hurt her son.

“If you touch either of my boys again, you will have me to deal with, don’t even look at them the wrong way, or I’ll rip that little boy-cock from your body and stuff it up your arse. Your balls will go down your throat. Now fuck off and wait on the doorstep until we want you.”

Neil shivered, “But it’s cold outside.”

“Do I look like I fucking care? Sit on the doorstep before I force you out and tell security you’ve threatened us. I’ll make sure you get a stint inside the correctional centre. Now fuck off.”

Neil scurried past Lily. She whacked him on the arse, making him squeal. He rushed out and sat on the cold doorstep. Lily slammed the door shut.

“He’s got some fucking nerve.” Lily spat.

Owen held his wife, “It’s alright. He’s here to help. I know we don’t want a slave, but he can help around the house, cleaning and stuff.”

“After what he did to Max?” Lily was fuming, “I don’t want him anywhere near us.”

“I understand, Love.” Owen tried to calm her. “But it’s part of his punishment. I think we should go along with it. We don’t know what will happen to him or us if we send him away. We’re still learning about Cockaigne, and this is their law. We should go with it.”

Lily huffed, “Well, he can wash and clean.”

The sound of their parents talking in raised voices stirred Max and Finn.

Max had his hard cock nestled between Finn’s buttocks. He felt horny after spending the weekend with James, despite having cum many times, mainly in James’ mouth.

Finn wiggled his arse, teasing Max. “Why are they up early and arguing,” Finn whispered, feeling Max shrug. “I’m going to find out.” Finn got out of bed, his cock hard. Finn gave his cock a few tugs, “Are you coming?”

“Well, I’m not going to get back to sleep.” Max groaned and got out of bed.

The boys went downstairs, and their father explained about Neil. Finn opened the front door and saw Neil, naked, sitting on the cold doorstep, his knees raised to his chin and his arms wrapped around his legs, trying to keep warm. Finn noticed him shiver and looked hopefully at him.

Finn closed the door and returned to his parents, “He’s freezing out there. He could catch pneumonia.”

Max went to the door, opened it and told Neil to come inside to warm up.

“Well, if he’s inside, he can make himself useful.” Lily stormed into the kitchen. “Go upstairs and fetch the dirty linen basket from Max and Finn’s room.”

Neil skulked upstairs and returned, carrying the wicker basket full of dirty clothes. He took it into the kitchen and looked at Lily.

“Put it in two piles in front of the washer. Whites and darks.” Lily busied herself, making a pot of coffee. “You two had better get upstairs and get ready for school.”

Neil knelt and started to sort the washing. All the whites were Max and Finn’s underwear, socks, sports kit, and jockstraps. Neil didn’t like touching their dirty underwear but forced himself to do it. He got a waft of teenage boy scent as the washing sat sorted.

Finn stood looking at Max in their bedroom. “What are we going to do with him?”

“I have no idea. But leaving him on our doorstep to freeze to death wasn’t right.”

“Mum’s very angry,” Finn stated.

“I know,” Max rubbed his bruised ribs. “But I don’t like this. I can’t use him as my personal slave.”

“What do they call it, ‘Victim Restitution’.”

“I don’t care what they call it.” Max looked concerned.

“Well, think of it as community service. Just get him to help you with things you struggle to do. I know you’re still in a lot of pain sometimes. You try to hide it, but I can tell.”

“He can carry my bag to school.” Max said and thought some more, “And tie my shoelaces. I struggle to bend down.”

“He goes before the magistrate on Wednesday.” Finn pondered, “I wonder what other punishment he’ll get. He’s bound to get birched.”

“I’m not watching.” Max was adamant.

“Neither will I.” Finn agreed. “I’m going in the shower. I also need to drain my balls.”

“You go ahead. I’ll get my bag ready.”

When Finn was in the bathroom, Neil crept into their bedroom. “Do you need any help with anything?” He asked softly.

“Not yet,” Max said, bending over and putting some books in his school bag giving Neil a view of his open arse and tight hole.

Neil stood, staring at his arse. Max turned and saw him looking.

“I’m sorry, Max,” Neil said softly.

“What for? Checking out my arse?” Max tried not to sound nasty.

“No, for beating you up.”

“Why? Because you got caught? Because you’re going to get punished?” Max sneered, thinking the apology was insincere.

Neil was quiet.

“You’ve made my life hell since that day you abandoned me on my third day at school. You’ve got me punished, and now you’ve beat the crap out of me. The only reason I’m not being punished is because I never got a chance to fight back. If I’d laid a hand on you, no doubt you would have got your Mum to pull some strings and put all the blame on me.” Max huffed and looked at Neil as he stood, “Oh, for fuck’s sake, sit down.”

Neil sat on Max’s unmade bed. Max sat opposite on Finn’s bed. Neil furrowed his eyebrows when he noticed that Finn’s bed hadn’t been slept in.

“Don’t you dare jump to conclusions, and if I hear that you’ve been spreading rumours around school, I’ll reconsider what we make you do for us.”

“I won’t. I promise.” Neil said, looking at the space between them.

“You’re an only child. You’ll never know what it’s like to have a brother. Finn and I love each other. We’re very close. He felt it deeply when he found out what you did to me.”

They could now hear Finn. The shower was still running, but they could now hear Finn grunt and groan. Max grinned as they heard him wanking in the shower.

“Doctor’s orders.” Max grinned at Neil, “He has to do it three times a day.”

“Really?” Neil chuckled.

They heard Finn gasp and then cum.

“Sounds like the first one of the day is done. Next is when he gets home from school and then before he goes to bed.”

“You all seem very comfortable being naked around each other.” Neil mused.

“We are now. I was very embarrassed at first, but I got used to it. Finn started it. He came out as an exhibitionist, and we all sort of joined him. At home, at least. Only Finn really likes going naked outside.”

“I was only sorry because I was getting punished,” Neil admitted. “But I do think I’m genuinely sorry now. My Mum wouldn’t do what your’s did for you. Mine just tells me how disappointed she is with me and then tries to pull strings to get me out of trouble. She never gets angry. She’s spent the last few days calling everyone she knows to try and get my punishment reduced.”

“It must be nice to have that much influence around here.”

“It is. We used to get so much respect, but not so much now. Mum gets frustrated that they don’t listen to her as much. I think she has called in all her favours, and the well is now dry. Most of it because of me.”

“You make it sound like you’ve always been naughty and broken the rules,” Max said.

“I used to be a good kid. But as I grew older, my Mum just left me alone. That’s when I started acting up.”

“What about your Dad? Where’s he?” Max asked.

“He left when I was young. It’s Mum’s family that has ties to Cockaigne. My Dad got fed up of being second best. He left and is now living outside Cockaigne. Mum never let me see him, and now I wouldn’t know what to say to him if we did meet.”

“Do you want to see your Dad again?”

“I think I do. I’m not stupid enough to think he’ll accept me with open arms, and he’s been out of my life so long I don’t know how I’d feel about him.”

“You’re his son, Neil. He’s bound to love you still. It’s not your fault you never see him.”

“Why don’t you ask your Mum if you can call him.”

“She’d go crazy. She hates it when I mention him. So I never do.”

“I think it’s time you grew up, Neil. Stop acting up to get attention. You need to become your own man. You’re sixteen now. It’s time you stepped out of your Mum’s shadow and started thinking about what you want out of life. And if that’s to see your Dad, then go see him. If you’re nervous, take someone with you. I would go if you asked nicely.” Max smiled.

“Really! After what I’ve done to you? Why would you do that? Why aren’t you making me clean your toilet with my tongue?”

“Because that’s not who I am. I don’t believe in eye-for-an-eye justice. It just leaves everyone blind and inflames the situation.”

Finn disturbed them as he entered their bedroom, wiping his towel over his chest. He threw his towel at Max, “Shower’s free.”

Max went to shower as Finn dressed in his school uniform.

Neil watched Finn dress. “Your brother is very… interesting.” He couldn’t find the right word.

“Special. That’s what I call him. Special in so many ways.” Finn mocked his brother.

“That seems mean. Do you always insult him?” Neil felt protective.

“You don’t have a brother, do you?” Finn laughed.

“No. How did you know?”

“Brothers… well, we tease each other. Neither of us means it. Sometimes Max teases me about my tiny cock.” Finn pulled down his white briefs to flash Neil.

“It’s not small,” Neil said.

“Exactly, that’s why he teases me. I tease him about being embarrassed about being naked and sex and wanking. If we didn’t love each other, we wouldn’t tease each other.”

“You both seem very close. And I notice that you share a bed. How close are you?” Neil alluded to them having a sexual relationship.

“We love each other deeply. Yes, we sometimes share a bed. It takes us back to when we were little. We would get into the other’s bed when one of us had a bad dream. We would cuddle each other so we wouldn’t feel scared anymore. There’s more to love than sex. And the strongest love isn’t about sex.”

Neil blushed, “I’ve never felt like that. When I had nightmares as a kid, my Mum would tuck me back into bed and tell me it was all a dream. I would have loved to have a brother to hold me.” Neil looked away from Finn. He couldn’t look him in the eye. He couldn’t bear to see his love for his brother in his blue eyes. “I should check on Max.”

Neil went into the bathroom. He looked at Max’s shadow on the curtain and sat on the toilet lid. He held his face in his hands. He grew angry. Tears welled in his eyes, and he slapped his face, making them disappear. Crying wasn’t seemly; that’s what his mother told him.

Max turned off the shower and pulled back the shower curtain. He saw Neil sitting on the toilet, “Pass me my towel, will you, please.”

Neil looked around, picked up the towel and passed it to Max.

“What’s wrong?” Max noticed that Neil’s face was red.

“Fuck off!” Neil shouted at Max. He stood up and looked at Max. There was anger in his eyes. Max saw it and held the towel in front of him for comfort.

“What’s happened? Did Finn say something? I’ll have words if he has.”

“Yes… No… Yes… Not really.” Neil didn’t seem sure of anything. “It’s not fucking fair.” Neil seemed to break down but then held himself together. “Max. I don’t care what they do to me on Wednesday. What punishment they give me. I know they will birch me, and I will take it. I know I will be doing community service for many weekends, but I’m sorry, Max. I really am.”

“Okay,” Max stepped out of the bath and dried himself. He was careful when rubbing his chest. “I believe you.”

“I promise I will never hurt you or your family again.” Neil held Max by the shoulders and gently shook him.

“I believe you, Neil. And I forgive you.”

Neil recoiled when he heard that word. “I don’t deserve it. Not yet. On Wednesday, you will get a chance to speak to the magistrate. Promise me you won’t say anything. Promise me. I will change my plea to ‘no contest’ and take all the blame. None of it was your fault, but they might lessen their sentence if you say you’ve forgiven me. Please don’t do that. I need to take the full punishment. It’s time I accepted responsibility for my actions.”

Max looked unsure.

“Promise me!” Neil shook Max again.

“I promise. I won’t say anything. But you promise me something.” Max said.

“What?”

“You’re not doing this just because you think physical punishment will make me feel better.”

“No. It’s not about you. This is about me. I’ve avoided serious punishment for years. I don’t want to use you to avoid my punishment. It’s time I took what was coming to me and not use others to get a lesser sentence.”

“Even if it means a stint in 3C?” Max asked.

Neil shuddered at the thought. “I don’t want to go there, but if the magistrate thinks what I did warranted it, I will accept it.” Neil reached out and traced his fingers over Max’s bruised ribs.

Max giggled at the lightness of Neil’s touch.

Neil took the towel from Max and started to dry him.

“I don’t need any help, Neil.” Max giggled as the towel was thrown over his head, and Neil rubbed his hair dry.

“I know, but I want to.” Neil smiled, although Max couldn’t see it.

Lily was always proud of her boys when they came downstairs dressed smartly in their school uniforms. Neil followed behind them. They sat down, and Max pulled out a chair next to him for Neil.

“Have you had breakfast?” Max asked Neil.

“No.”

Max passed him the toast his mother had placed in front of him.

Lily huffed, “Am I expected to feed this bastard now?” She turned to put more bread into the toaster.

“He’s not eaten, Mum. It’s not right for him to go to school on an empty stomach.”

“It’s not my job to feed him.” Lilly scowled.

“I know, Mum. But it’s the right thing to do.” Max looked at her, pleading with her not to make a fuss.

“Okay,” Lily said, looking at Neil, “But make sure you eat before coming over tomorrow morning.”

“Yes, Mrs Fletcher.” Neil felt guilty.

Beneath the breakfast table, Max placed his hand on Neil’s thigh.

 

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