Surprising Max
by David Heulfryn

 

Owen and Lily woke at six o’clock as the alarm went off. Lily wanted to sleep in; it was the weekend, after all. But Owen had made plans. He embraced Lily and felt his stiff cock rub against her thigh. He had to be somewhere for nine, but if he missed breakfast, he could deal with his morning erection if Lily let him. Although she was still sleeping, she longed for the feel of Owen’s thick cock inside her. Perhaps it was the dream she had last night, a dream she couldn’t remember but made her wake up aroused.

Lily kissed Owen and held him tight. She fidgeted until his hard cock slipped between her legs. It didn’t penetrate her but rubbed against her. Owen moaned as her pubes tickled his exposed knob. He dribbled pre-cum and thrust, missing the target again. Lily had to grab his cock and guide it into her. She moaned in satisfaction as his cock filled her void.

Moving to Cockaigne had reignited Owen and Lily. It wasn’t just the inoculation that had brought them closer. It was something else. The new life, the inoculation, the relaxed attitude to sex and nudity, Owen’s new job, Max and his boyfriend, it all served to make them realise how much they loved each other and how much they missed the intimacy and the fucking. They fucked like rabbits before the boys came along. Children changed their priorities, but they were growing up, so they found a new lease on life and reverted to their younger days.

Owen rolled onto Lily and fucked her. It was quick and simple. Lily frigged her clit while Owen fucked, both satisfying their individual needs. Once Lily shivered, squealed and clamped down on his cock, Owen knew Lily had cum, and now he could. Owen fucked harder and faster and gasped as he shot deep inside her.

Owen showered and dressed. He met Lily in the kitchen, and she handed him a travel mug full of strong coffee.

“He still has no idea,” Lily said.

“Good. I want it to be a surprise for him, but you need to make sure they carry on sorting out their stuff. Their room may be in some sort of order, but they just shoved a load of their crap in the spare room. Get them sorting that out.”

“Don’t worry, Honey, I will. I’ll leave them until about nine and then wake them. Hopefully, the side effects of the inoculation have died down, and they can keep their hands off their cocks long enough to get something done.”

“Even if it hasn’t, I don’t think they’ll want to wank again for several days. Their cocks must be as sore as hell.”

Lily smiled, “And how’s yours? It’s been used quite a lot recently.”

“It’s fine and will be ready for use again when I get back.” Owen pecked Lily on the lips.

“You wish.” Lily giggled.

“I do!” Owen laughed. “See you in a few hours.” He pecked her lips again.

Lily busied herself after Owen left. It was early, and she didn’t see the point in going back to bed. In the next three hours, she could get a lot done. But when nine o’clock came around, she was nervous about going into the boys’ room.

As the time came, she opened the boys’ bedroom door; the air smelt stale. Max and Finn were asleep in their own beds. She opened the curtains and flooded the room with daylight. Finn squirmed as the light hurt his eyes. Max was awakened by Finn’s moaning.

“Shut up, Min. Go back to sleep.” Max croaked and pulled his duvet over his head.

Lily laughed. Finn shot up, squinting at her, “Mum!” He was surprised.

“We have a busy day ahead of ourselves,” She looked at her youngest son. “That spare room needs sorting. Don’t think your Dad and I didn’t work out that you just shoved your stuff in there to make it look like you had unpacked.”

Finn flopped back down on his bed and groaned.

“Come on, boys, I need you both up so I can wash your bedclothes. After yesterday I wouldn’t be surprised if they got up and walked out of here themselves.”

“They are a bit… stinky, Mum.” Finn agreed.

“How are you feeling this morning, Finn?” Lily looked down at his groin, still covered by his duvet.

Finn rummaged under his quilt and felt his hard cock. “Hard, but sore. But I don’t feel horny.” Finn threw his duvet off his body, showing his mother his hard cock.

“Hopefully, the aftereffects of the jab have worn off,” Lily commented. “But you do look very sore.”

Finn looked down at his red cock.

“Let me get you some cream, Finn. In the meantime, get up and strip your bed.” Lily left their bedroom. “And get your brother up!” She shouted back to him.

Finn jumped out of bed and jumped onto Max. He groaned at the weight of his brother on his chest.

“Get off, Min!” Max gasped and tried to push him off his bed.

Finn climbed off him and tried to pull off his duvet. Max kept hold of it. “Sort your own bed. I’ll do mine.”

Max got out of bed, Finn noticed his cock was hard, but it didn’t look as red and sore as his own.

Max slipped on some baggy shorts, covering his arse just as his Mum came back in with a tub of cream for Finn.

“Here, put this on. It might help.”

Finn opened the tub and scooped up a glob of white cream. Max and Lily watched as Finn smeared it over his hard cock. Finn giggled when he noticed they were transfixed.

“Stop watching me.” He laughed.

“I’ll start breakfast.” Lily smiled. She turned to Max, “Strip your bed and bring them all downstairs when you come, everything, pillowcases, bottom sheet and duvet cover, plus anything else you may have dirtied.”

“Okay, Mum.” Max groaned, rubbing his eyes.

 

Max and Finn entered the kitchen, holding their dirty bedclothes in a ball. They were surprised to see their Mum at the stove. They heard sizzling and smelt cooking bacon.

“Are you cooking breakfast?” Max asked.

She turned her head, smiling at him. “I am. How do bacon and eggs sound for you both?”

“You never cook us breakfast, Mum,” Max commented.

“Rubbish. I admit I don’t do it often, but I thought you boys needed a good breakfast because you have a busy day ahead.”

Finn groaned, “Mum. What do you want us to do?”

“Nothing. Just sort the spare room so it’s fit for guests.”

“That’s not fair,” Finn whined. “We sorted our bedroom. We need a rest.”

Lily ignored what he said, “Finn, put your bedclothes in the washing machine first. I’ll do Max’s next.”

Finn stuffed the tangled ball of fabric onto the washer, “Can’t we go exploring? We’ve been here nearly a week, and we’ve not been out yet.”

“Of course, you can, Finn.”

“Brilliant!” Finn was so pleased.

“As soon as you’ve sorted the spare room.” Lily smiled.

“Mum,” Finn whined and sat at the kitchen table.

Max dumped his ball of bedclothes in front of the washer and sat next to Finn.

Lily placed their breakfast in front of them. “Eat up, boys. You need to keep your strength up.”

“Where’s Dad?” Max asked.

“I sent him out to pick something up. He’ll be back soon.”

 

The brothers spent an hour sorting the spare bedroom, unpacking and tidying up the space. Max heard a car outside. He looked out the window and saw their Dad’s car. He was back. Max watched as Owen got out. Then the passenger door opened. Someone was with him.

Max watched as James got out of the car.

Max squealed like a little boy, “He’s here.” He jumped up and down like an excited toddler, then ran downstairs and out of the front door. Max threw himself at James as they embraced and kissed each other.

Finn appeared at the door. He was still naked, having not gotten dressed all morning. He was happy to see Max was glad to see his boyfriend.

“Come on, boys.” Owen said to the loving couple, “Get inside. We can’t stay out here all day.”

Max held James’ hand and pulled him inside, “How long can you stay?” Max asked.

“All weekend.” James smiled.

Max looked at his Mum, “Is that why you’ve made us clear the spare room?” She nodded. But Max secretly hoped that James wouldn’t sleep in the spare room.

“You’d better get dressed, Max. James has an appointment in an hour, and we’d better get going.” Owen told his oldest son.

Max dragged James upstairs, Finn was going to follow, but Owen stopped him, suggesting they had some time alone. But Owen did follow them.

“Max, can I have a word in private?” He said and looked at James. He got the message and went into the bedroom. Owen shut the door so James couldn’t hear them talk. “I’ve not told him what I know,” Owen whispered. Max looked embarrassed when he realised he was talking about knowing that they’d had sex. “The appointment is to get him checked over like the doctor did to you. He’s sixteen, so I won’t have to be in the room, but you could be if he agrees.”

Max looked at the floor.

“It’s up to you what you say to him. But at least you will both soon be confident that you are both clean. There is also your brother.”

“What about him?” Max was confused about why his brother was being brought up.

“Well, he will want to come too. You know how attached he is to you. I don’t know if James knows he knows, but it could be awkward for him.”

“I’d not thought about that.” Max didn’t know what to do, “James doesn’t know that anybody else knows, not even Finn.” Max looked worried.

“Well, he’s going to know something is up when we take him to see Doctor Wallace and is checked for any infections. And that is assuming he agrees. He may flat-out refuse.”

“I have to tell him.” Max looked on the verge of tears.

“I’m sorry, Max. Just make sure you tell him that I won’t treat him any differently. If I wasn’t okay with it, I wouldn’t have spent three hours bringing him here in the car. I may have wanted you to wait a little longer, but I trust you, Max.” He noticed his son’s eyes become glassy, and a few tears emerged. Owen wiped them away, “You wouldn’t have done anything you weren’t ready for. You are your own man, Max, and I’m proud of you.” Owen hugged his son and left him on the landing as he went downstairs.

Max took a deep breath. It was a conversation with James that he hoped he wouldn’t have to have.

James smiled when Max opened the bedroom door. “What was that all about?” He asked, “Telling you to keep your hands to yourself? I hope you’re not going to listen to him.” James joked, but his face fell when Max looked solemn. “What’s wrong?” James asked.

They sat on Max’s bed, side by side. Max needed to tell him. He couldn’t keep this secret from his boyfriend. He didn’t want to have to start lying to him.

 

Owen struggled to keep Finn downstairs. He wanted to be with Max and James. Lily was around, so he never got the chance to explain to Finn what was happening upstairs. Finn just thought they would be kissing and touching each other upstairs. He didn’t realise that Max was telling James that their sex life was no longer private.

Owen checked his watch. It was getting close to their appointment time. He shouted up the stairs, “Max! We have to be going in five minutes.”

Owen lied to Lily, saying there was a problem with his visitor permit, and they just needed to get it sorted. It was nothing serious, he told her and blamed security for the error, so she didn’t worry.

Max and James stepped slowly downstairs. Max was now dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. James looked at the carpet, avoiding everyone’s eyes.

“Can I come?” Finn said excitedly.

“That’s up to James,” Owen told him.

Max spoke for James, “He’d rather it was just us two.”

“Sorry, Finn,” Owen said. “I’ll explain later,” he whispered in his ear, “Don’t worry and don’t say anything to your Mum.”

Finn seemed to understand and didn’t make the fuss he would typically have made.

Max and James sat on the backseat of the car. Owen sat behind the wheel and turned on the ignition. The car purred, and he shut the door.

“I’m sorry, Mr Fletcher,” James said timidly.

Owen twisted his head round to look at him. James looked like he was going to cry. “It’s alright, James. I know it’s not something either of you wanted others to know, especially not me. But it shouldn’t change anything. I won’t treat you any differently. You are the best thing to happen to Max. Because of you, I’ve seen him grow into a special and sensitive young man.”

“Thank you, Mr Fletcher.” James still looked at his feet.

“And call me Owen.”

“Okay,” James said in an almost whisper.

 

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