Looking After Finn
by David Heulfryn

 

Finn slammed the front door when he got home. It wasn’t on purpose. He was just eager to get in and get his clothes off again.

“Hang up your uniform,” Lily shouted from the front room.

“I am!” Finn called back, annoyed at being told to do what he was already doing. Once naked, he poked his head into the front room and saw his parents naked, snuggling together on the sofa, watching television. “Where’s Max?” He asked.

“In your room, doing homework,” Lily told him.

Finn turned to join him but was called back by Owen, “Hold on, young man. Get in here.”

Finn stood in the centre of the room, “What do you want, Dad?”

“We want to know how it went,” Owen said.

Finn smiled, “It went great,” he sat down in a nearby armchair. “Coach had me teaching a small group of youngsters. They were so cute and enthusiastic, some were better than others, but they all worked hard. Coach thinks I’m a natural and says I should work towards a swim teacher qualification.”

“That’s brilliant, Finn. I’m surprised you went back to swimming.” Lily smiled.

“I’m going back as a coach, not a swimmer. In fact, they call me Coach Finn.” Finn beamed with a proud smile.

“Come here, love.” Lily held out her arms, and Finn hugged her and his father.

“So you’re going back next week?” Owen asked.

“Definitely. I’ve asked Eddie to join me afterwards so we can continue his lessons. He couldn’t make it today as it was too short notice. But it means I won’t be back until just after nine.” Finn looked nervous. He knew curfew was nine o’clock.

Lily smiled at him, “I think we can bend the rules a little because you are doing something so worthwhile.”

Finn jumped up and hugged her again. “Thanks, Mum.” He said excitedly. “Can I go and talk to Max now? We’ll go to bed.”

Lily sat up, pulling herself away from her naked husband. “What about tonight, Finn. Am I going to have to wash your bedclothes again in the morning?”

Finn blushed, “No, Mum. I’ll sort myself out before I go to sleep.”

“Good boy, Finn,” Owen said.

Finn waited in case they had anything else to say. They didn’t. “Night, Mum. Night, Dad.” He dashed out.

“Night, Finn,” His parents shouted as he bounded up the stairs.

Max sat at his desk doing his homework. He was struggling and was frustrated. He would have to ask his guide, Neil, tomorrow for some help. He was grateful to be disturbed by Finn.

“Hey, Max!” Finn burst into the room.

Max turned to look at his brother, noticing how happy and excited he looked. “Someone had a good day.” He said to Finn.

“And someone is nearly naked.” Finn noticed that Max only wore his tight white briefs as he did his homework. “You should let it hang out. It feels much better.”

“As you keep saying. But I’ll be naked when I want to be, not when you want me to be.”

“Spoilsport!” Finn pouted, “But we need to go to bed. I have so much to tell you.”

Max stood up and pulled down his white briefs. Finn watched as his dark pubes were exposed and his cock revealed. He could tell how excited Finn was, and there was no point in trying to change his mind. So he accepted they were having an early night.

The brothers went into the bathroom and had one last pee before bed. They stood beside each other as they pointed their cocks into the toilet bowl. Both concentrated on not splashing the floor. They were synchronised, mirroring each other. They finished urinating and stroked their cocks, squeezing out the last few drops. Max flushed, and they washed their hands. He noticed Finn’s cock had lengthened and thickened. After brushing their teeth, they returned to their bedroom. Max waited by the light switch for Finn to settle. But tonight, he hesitated before getting into bed.

“Which bed are you sleeping in tonight? Are you sleeping alone?”

Finn turned and looked at Max. “I want to sleep in your bed with you close to me. It would make the end of a perfect day.”

Max smiled and watched Finn get into his bed. He turned off the light and slipped in behind his brother, snuggling up close, adjusting his cock to rest between his buttocks and holding him tight.

It seemed that Finn didn’t take a breath for the next ten minutes as he excitedly told Max about his day, Coach Anderson encouraging him to teach younger kids to swim. The kids, and how they looked up to him, hanging on every word and doing everything asked of them. Finn was incredibly proud that they called him Coach.

Max just held Finn and listened. He was glad that he’d found something to do outside of school and was making new friends. He felt a pang of sadness as he hadn’t made any real friends yet. His school guide, Neil, was still somewhat distant.

He was glad of a moment’s silence as Finn calmed and drew breath. But he sensed Finn was thinking, considering whether or not to tell him something. Max squeezed Finn. He responded by pushing backwards, forcing Max’s cock further between his arse cheeks.

“Max?” Finn asked, his voice cracking.

“What is it, Min? Is everything alright?” Max kissed Finn’s bare shoulder to reassure him.

“I’m a little confused.” Finn almost whispered.

“What about? I may be able to help.”

“It’s Adam. I think he is the most beautiful boy I’ve ever seen.” Finn started and felt his cock harden. He brought his hand down and tugged it. “He’s so cute and kind and would be a perfect boyfriend.”

“But?” Max encouraged him to continue.

“But, I was paired with Eddie in PE to teach him to swim. He looks older than James but is only my age, well, about six months older. He is not beautiful like Adam, but he’s handsome. He’s shy, a loner. He thinks he doesn’t need anybody, but I can sense a vulnerability in him. With him being so much more mature than most of us, and looking at him, you would think he was the school bully. But nothing could be further from the truth.”

“So what’s the problem?” Max asked.

“Well, I thought Adam was the one for me. I love his red hair, his red lips and his ice-blue eyes. But Eddie has got under my skin. He’s not perfect, he a little overweight, but I don’t care. I’ve got this intense physical attraction to Adam, but with Eddie, it feels deeper. He has no idea I think this. I’ve been very professional when teaching him.”

“But you think you’re attracted to him. You want him to be your boyfriend.”

“Exactly! I just don’t understand it. How could someone who is the opposite of my type have this effect on me?” Finn twisted his head to Max, indicating the question wasn’t rhetorical.

“I suppose attraction isn’t all about looks. You can’t just assume you’ll fall in love with one type of person. There is obviously something about Eddie that attracts you. And not just his looks.”

“He’s got a big and thick cock.” Finn giggled and started to slowly stroke his cock. “He has a big bush that he doesn’t trim, they look long and thick, and there’s this cute thin trail of hair going up to his belly button. I even noticed a few wisps of black hair around his nipples. His pecs are fleshy and wobbled as he swam. I loved the way they move.” Finn continued to stroke his cock. Max didn’t seem to be aware. “I just want to hold him, squeeze him, feel his warm fleshy body against mine. I want to see him hard. I wonder how big he gets. He looks at least four inches when he’s soft. His foreskin only just covers the head of his cock. It was wet when he got out of the water. I wondered what it would feel like in my mouth.

Max listened to Finn idolise his new friend. It wasn’t until Finn groaned that he realised he was wanking while telling Max about him.

“Oh, hell.” Finn moaned.

“Oh, shit!” Max said and realised he was about to cum and mess up his bed again.

Max reached out and grabbed a wad of tissues from his bedside table. He quickly thrust them against Finn’s cock just as it throbbed and spewed cum. Max felt Finn’s cock lurch as he held the tissues and felt the cum soak through and onto his hand.

Finn gasped as he came.

When Finn’s cock had settled down, Max pushed the duvet off the bed. “Turn onto your back,” Max instructed Finn.

Max squeezed Finn’s hard cock through the soggy tissues, getting as much cum off him as possible. He held onto the tissues and looked down at Finn’s moist cock, a pearl of cum at the end of his foreskin. He grabbed some more tissues, passed them to Finn and told him to clean himself up.

Max checked the bedclothes, and Finn wiped his cock clean. He was grateful he’d managed to prevent Finn from staining his bed sheets.

“Give me those tissues,” Max said to Finn, who looked sheepish. He gave his cock one last squeeze, pulled back his foreskin and dabbed a tissue against his exposed knob.

Max took the cummy tissues from his brother and went into the bathroom. He flushed them down the toilet to get rid of the evidence. He felt a pang of guilt as his father always impressed on them not to flush tissues, only toilet paper. Max smiled as he looked at the thick, white cum that clung to his fingers. Before pumping some liquid soap onto his hand, he rinsed it under warm water, but it stuck stubbornly to his fingers. He spread his fingers and saw the cum form webs between them. The warm water then broke them and washed the cum down the drain.

Finn hadn’t bothered to pick up the duvet from the floor and lay exposed on Max’s bed. His cock had gone soft and rested limply among his tidy patch of mousy pubes. Max huffed when he saw him and picked up the duvet. He threw it over Finn, straightened it and then slipped in. Finn turned again, and they were back in their familiar spoon position.

“You were lucky then, Min. If I hadn’t caught it, Mum would be fuming.” Max said.

“Sorry, Max. I don’t know what came over me.”

“Well, I know what came over me!” Max laughed.

“Thanks, Max.” Finn giggled. “I also saw Coach Anderson naked today. We showered together after swim club.”

“I can’t believe a teacher got naked in front of you.” Max was amazed.

“So was I. He encouraged me to look rather than sneak peeks.”

“So… tell me, Min.”

“He’s quite large. His balls certainly are. I only saw him soft. He looked longer than Dad but shorter. I liked looking at him. He looks sexy.”

“Not another crush, Min?” Max wondered.

“No, I don’t fancy him. I just like looking at cocks.” Finn giggled.

The brothers talked for another few minutes before going to sleep, telling each other they loved each other.

 

Max was woken in the middle of the night again by Finn moaning. He recognised the signs by now and shot out of bed, the duvet falling to the floor. Finn rolled onto his back, moaning and grinding his arse into the mattress. He watched as Finn’s hard cock twitched.

“Shit!” Max said under his breath and grabbed another wad of tissues. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” Finn was coming. He shot up his body, leaving a long streak of cum from his nipples to his navel. Max lurched and wrapped the tissues around the head of his cock. For the second time, he felt Finn’s cock throb between his fingers, and his cum soaked the tissues. He kept hold until Finn’s cock settled, and he noticed his body relax. Finn let out a sigh, and he was done and back in dreamland.

Max wiped Finn’s cock. He had to grab more tissues to clean and dry it properly. He was reluctant to touch Finn without the tissues as a barrier, but he had to. Max gingerly pulled back Finn’s foreskin and wiped his leaking knob until it stopped and finally stayed dry. Max was glad when he could release Finn’s cock. Max took more tissues and wiped the cum from Finn’s chest and stomach. He didn’t want it to slide down and stain the sheets when he rolled over. Max checked the sheets and Finn’s body, his cock was now soft, and all traces of cum had gone. Max screwed up all the tissues, and he felt Finn’s cum squelch and seep out over his hands.

Max was now stuck. Cum all over both hands, and he needed to open the bedroom door. He tried opening it with his elbow, but the door opened inwards, and he couldn’t pull it towards him. The door handle sprang back as his elbow slipped, and the noise echoed around the room. He looked over at Finn. It didn’t wake him. Max sighed, realising he would have to use his hand. He didn’t want to smear the door handle with Finn’s cum. But there was no other option.

Finn came buckets in his sleep. The wad of tissues was twice as big as before. Max had to squeeze the tissues into a tight ball to hold them in one hand, but this only deposited more cum onto his hands.

Max winced as he grabbed the door handle, feeling Finn’s cum smear over the metal. He pulled the door open, and almost simultaneously, Lily poked her head out of her bedroom.

“What was that noise?” She noticed Max.

“Finn had another wet dream.” He whispered.

“Another one!” Lily tried not to raise her voice. “What are you doing?” She asked Max.

“He woke me. I managed to catch it in the tissues so he didn’t mess up the bed.”

Lily was grateful, “Thank you, Max.”

Owen now appeared wondering what was happening. They stood in the hall. Max noticed his father was hard. “What’s going off?” Owen asked.

“Finn had another wet dream,” Lily said, annoyed with her youngest son. “I told him to masturbate and ejaculate before going to bed so this doesn’t happen. It looks like we are going to need proof to make sure he does it.”

“He did, Mum,” Max told them. “He came just before we went to sleep. I promise.”

“Really?” Owen was surprised. They crept forward and looked into the brothers’ bedroom. They saw Finn lying naked, fast asleep, on Max’s bed. “Well, it looks like he’s the only one getting a good night’s sleep.” Owen chuckled.

Max made to go into the bathroom. Owen noticed the tissues in his hands.

“What are you going to do with those?” He said.

“I’ve got to flush them. There’s nothing else I can do.”

“Don’t even think of it, Max. Go downstairs and use the kitchen bin.”

“But my hands are covered in gunk,” Max argued.

Owen glared at Max, who slowly descended the stairs. Now awake, Owen took the opportunity to take a pee. He went into the bathroom, pulled his hard cock away from his belly and pointed it into the toilet bowl. The noise of splashing echoed around the house. Lily closed the brothers’ bedroom door so the noise didn’t wake Finn. Lily smiled as Owen approached her. She reached out and grabbed his stiff cock, pulling him to her. She kissed him and wriggled her hips, her hand guiding his cock into her cunt. She moaned into his mouth as his cock slotted neatly inside her.

Max crept back up the stairs and noticed his parents kissing. He didn’t realise that his father’s cock was inside his mother. He sighed and told them to get a room.

Lily released Owen and allowed his hard cock to slip from between her legs.

“Let’s all go back to bed,” Lily said. “Are you all cleaned up, Max.”

“Yes, I washed up in the kitchen.

“Night, Max,” Lily said and dragged Owen back into their bedroom by his cock.

When Max tried to close the bedroom door, he suddenly felt Finn’s cum again. He’d forgotten about the handle. He was about to open the door again when he heard his parents in the next room moaning and groaning. They were having sex. He didn’t want to go back to the bathroom to clean up and disturb them. He looked around the room, saw the dirty linen basket and grabbed the first thing that came to hand. It turned out to be Finn’s dirty underpants. He wiped his hand on them and then cleaned the door handle.

Finn was still lying on his back, his body exposed. Max noticed that his cock was bigger than before. He wasn’t hard, but he was undoubtedly aroused. Max picked the duvet off the floor and draped it over his younger brother. Finn felt the warmth and turned onto his side. Max slipped in behind him and adjusted his cock, so it rested between Finn’s buttocks. Max held onto Finn and whispered into his ear.

“I love you, Min.”

 

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