#fernfics

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“Your wavelengths are my weakness. Your emissions are what I’ve been missing.” - Finn Mertens

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Fernfic: Late night reading in pyjamas.

Finn entered his room and began to undress, it was summer the treehouse was warm and he kicked off his trousers and took off his underwear and slipped some pyjama bottoms on. Finnish looked at himself momentarily before a loud knocking noise followed by a creaking door. It was Fern and he was looking a little nervous. "Hey Finn..." Fern said nervously.

"You okay? Come on in." Finn said though pausing realising that Fern was already in his room. Fern sat down on the end of Finn's bed and with a crunch he stood back up. From under Fern's bum was a crumpled magazine titled "Cute Boys" Finn laughed nervously when Fern raised the magazine. "Uhh." Was all Finn could say he could think of nothing that could explain the graphic actions that were taking place in the magazine. "Cool." Fern said "I never knew that you could do that with guys...I'd just..never considered how it actually worked. I mean..I like guys...but didn't consider...y'know.." continued Fern before he trailed off quietly. Finn paused in thought, feeling flustered and embarrassed he just looked away. Feeling bad for what he thought was interrupting, Fern places an arm around Finn supportively. "Hey do you think that we could try that?" Fern asked quietly, looking away shyly regretting asking. "You want know if I'd do things with you?" Finn asked back bluntly before shaking his head at Fern realising how that sounded trying to be more tactful. "Is that a no then?" Fern asked while pulling away misinterpreting the situation. Finn reached out to Fern holding his hand and pulling him closer again. "That's not what I meant." Finn comforted Fern as he lent in pressing his body against Ferns. Gently kissing his way down his neck, Finn began running his hands over Fern's crotch and then began to remove Fern's clothes one by one. Naturally, he was quite pleased to find that like himself, Fern was not wearing underwear. "Snap!" Fern said nervously trying to make light of a quickly developing situation while breathing pretty raggedly looking down noticing he was already rock hard.  As Finn pulled Ferns pants off he smiled and pushed Fern down forcably to kneel down in front of him. Fern dipped between Finn's legs and began to tease his cock lightly with his green leafy textured tongue. Smiling down, Finn looked proud of himself. Fern lapped his tongue against Finn's hard cock before smiling up at him. "This isn't what I had in mind Finn.." notes Fern. "I was just giving you that last chance to change your mind" replied Finn with a smirk. "I won't change my mind. I know what I want Finn, and that's you." Fern looked up at Finn and nodded once firmly. "Hold on then." Finn reached for a small tube of lube and proceeded to kneel down and pick Fern up. Hoisting him around his waist carrying him to one side of the tree house. Pushing up against the wall Fern was now pinned against the treehouse bark walls and Finn's hard throbbing cock. Finn didn't have to work too hard, Fern was desperate. His eyes were hungry for Finn and had been for some time. Gently lowering Fern bit by bit, Fern got further and further onto Finn's girthy wet shaft. Light moans became heavier moans with deeper breathing.

"How's that? Like you expected?" Finn asked smugly knowing Fern was too preoccupied and full of cock to reply. Gently lifting Fern by his butt cheeks with his strength Finn begins to work himself and Fern into a nice rhythm. His wet cock slipping tightly into Fern's virgin tight hole, a little resistance before a forced wet slap back deep into Fern's writhing body. "I-I-am going" mumbles Fern almost completely incoherently, head tipping back as he sprays a hot fresh load of cum over his chest and a little on Finn. Finn keeps pulling him down and up, using Fern as a fuck toy for his pleasure. Light grunts follow as Finn nears climax, pulling down hard on Fern's body forcing himself deep inside Fern before shooting his load deep into his grassy brother, cock twinging and bouncing around. A moment or two later, Finn kneels down allowing Fern to get off. Fern lays against the treehouse walls limply. Tilting his head, Finn asked if Fern was okay. A light nod and a smile were good enough and Finn knelt down to pick up Fern. Finn carried Fern to his bed, laying him down and snuggling next to him for just a few moments where they could be together with each other without any question or dinks about their evening.