finn hudson

"  Probably.  What  I  love  about  Lima  men.  Always  so  easy  to  rile  ‘em  up.  "  It  wasn’t  exactly  meant  to  be  slightly  demeaning  but  he  was  his  father's  son  after  all.  As  quick  as  Dom  was  to  try  to  snare  Coach  Finn,  the  man  was  slippery  as  he  moved  out  of  range  and  to  the  squat  rack  to  put  on  his  own  little  show.  Fuck,  JJ's  Dad  had  a  hot  ass  and  moved  weight  like  it  was  breathing.  It  was  plump  and  all  Dom  could  do  was  let  Coach  Finn  bewitch  him  with  the  tiniest  little  fabric  keeping  nothing  to  the  imagination.  The  young  man  was  already  horny  as  fuck,  his  own  mind  filled  with  filth  as  he  stood  up  to  fool  height  with  his  semi  beginning  to  emerge  through  the  shorts  he  had  been  wearing  if  anyone  was  observant  enough  to  notice.

Before he knew it, he felt the younger man coming up behind him, feeling his body pressed against his own. Finn couldn't help the tiny little smile on his face as he felt the bulge in the other's shorts press so firmly against his round ass as he continued doing his squats.

With  just  enough  of  a  push,  Dominic  knew  he  would  have  this  twink  like  putty  in  his  hands  until  the  sound  of  an  all  too  familiar  voice  had  been  such  a  boner  killer  in  this  moment  as  he  would  mourn  the  hot  sauna  session  he  had  been  attempting  to  secure  and  turned  around  watching  the  hot  piece  of  ass  also  disappear  onto  his  next  machine.  “  Coach,  that  was  fucked  up.  ”  Dominic  clicked  his  tongue  as  he  looked  over  at  the  older  man,  knowing  him  at  least  from  being  friends  with  JJ.  “  That's  what  us  Smythe  men  are  known  for  —  wicked  tongues  and  big  cocks.  ”  A  hand  quick  to  slap  his  knuckles  against  Finn's  shoulder.

Finn smirked at the other for a bit longer before the comment about their bodies. His brows raised, eyes unable to stop from scanning over Dominic's body. Before he knew it, Finn was thinking about just how big of a cock Dominic might have had.

“  You're  doing  that  wrong.  ”  Dominic  didn't  mind  calling  someone  out,  especially  if  their  form  when  lifting  was  ass.  Before  the  path  of  Law  had  been  set  for  him,  Dom  had  wanted  to  major  in  Kinesiology  after  being  a  three-sport  athlete  of  Football,  Wrestling,  and  Volleyball  —  the  man  had  far  too  much  energy  and  had  his  entire  life.  He  couldn't  help  it  and  now  he  needed  to  make  it  to  the  gym  or  go  for  a  run  daily  to  counteract  all  the  studying  he  needed  to  do.  The  Adderall  helped  too,  now  that  he  was  finally  diagnosed  well  into  his  adulthood.

The comment "you're doing it wrong" caught Finn's attention. Ever the savior, the older man turned as he walked on the treadmill. When he saw Dominic Smythe, it became totally clear what was going on. Finn smiled and shook his head, then shut off the machine. Stepping down, he wrapped a towel around his neck and walked over to Dominic to watch the charade. "Man, you are just as ruthless as your father, aren't you?" Finn smirked, hands on his hips.

Exiting out of the back door of their house, Jamie approached his Dad wearing a set of tight red swim shorts that fit snugly around his round ass and bulge. “So glad we had the same idea,” he laughed, laying out a towel next to him and stretching his body across it. “I love the summer,” he agreed, “Will you put some tanning oil on for me?” He held out the bottle to his dad.

"Oh of course." Finn nodded as he watched his son laying out, that perky ass that he loved so much looking amazing in the tight little red shorts. The man smirked and stood up, grabbing the tanning oil. Before long, he knelt above his son, one knee on either side of James' body. He leaned up, fully pressing the big bulge of his cock right up against that ample ass while his hands firmly massaged the tanning oil into his son's shoulders. "How's that, son?" Finn smiled, leaning into it even more.

Finn smirked as he listened to the other and felt that plump ass push back against him. "Yeah… you're right… there is only one way to find out."

Unperturbed at Finn's comment, Kurt caps the sunscreen while kicking pool water towards him, though the heft of the water falters in doing anything except back splashing himself in the process. Soaking through the white shorts he had stupidly decided was a good choice when getting near water in the first place.

Finn couldn't help but laugh softly as Kurt tried to kick the water at him and how he failed to do so. He shook his head, the confident man leaning back into his hands as he shrugged. "Eh, you got a point. I do like the attention." Finn grinned over at him.

Dylan let out a little chuckle at the joke, even in this situation he couldn’t help but find his uncle to be one of the funnier people he knew “Hmm, well it does look like you have a lot of juice… and I bet it’s really tasty” he teased, grinning as he kept stroking away. After a little bit he let go, grinning with wicked confidence “I think I know a better way to show you how much I like being here” he said before getting up and pulling the towel off, casually folding it as though he wasn’t showing everything off and putting it on the ground beside the chair. He kneeled down, knees resting on the towel before he leaned over and started slowly trailing his tongue along that cock, starting at those large powerful balls and moving all the way up to the tip in slow firm motions, taking his time to tease the man before his lips wrapped around the tip and he started slowly sucking on his Uncle’s impressive length.

Finn smirked as he watched his nephew drop down to his knees. He licked his lower lip before biting down on it as he watched the boy lean close. The feeling of his tongue dragging against his cock had Finn's eyes rolling shut, his head falling back slightly as his cock was full on throbbing from the boy's attention. "Oh that's it…." Finn opened his eyes just in time to watch his nephew fully start sucking him off. "Oh fuck." He groaned, biting his lip again as he watched the boy. "Fuck yeah… suck that big dick boy."

Finn smiled at the sight of that round muscle ass. He felt himself getting harder by the second as he slowly made his way over toward the blonde. He didn't even bother touching the boy with his hands. No, instead, he stood behind him. His hefty cock pressed against the crack of the boys ass, the man pushing firmly forward, teasing both of them in the process. "Hm…. Nice." He smiled, speaking softly, lips close to the boy's ear. "I wonder if it's as tight as your father's." His voice was low and husky, his cock jumping against that ass at the mention of the boy's father.

Dylan’s eyes darted down the second that Finn reached for his Speedo, watching it being pushed down and exposing the top of that large, legendary cock. He could’ve just stared at it for hours, like a work of art that demanded attention “...I’d love to Uncle Finn” he said with a little stunned tone, his eyes flickering back up to the older man’s kind face and giving him the biggest grin as his hand went to gently trail up and down the barely restrained length “I enjoy it alot… but I think I could enjoy it more” he said as his hand moved to the elastic waistband of the speedo and slowly pulled it down just a little more until he saw Finn’s full cock, his mouth hanging open at the sheer size of it. “My god… how does all that even fit in there?” he couldn’t hold back the shock before he was wrapping his hand around the base and started slowly stroking the older man’s cock, his eyes just locked on the thick length underneath his fingers.

The relief he felt as his big cock was freed from his tight speedo was amazing. The ex-athlete bit his lip and looked down and watched as the boy wrapped his hand around his big fat cock. "I have no idea." He laughed, then licked his lips as he watched it. "Why don't you be a good boy and show me just how much you enjoy being over here?" He asked, raising a brow, his cock growing fully hard in the boy's hand as he felt him stroke it. "Maybe I'll even give you some of my juice if you do good enough." He grinned, making a joke about the boy giving him lemonade.

Far more cautious about the sun compared to his step-brother, Kurt sat on the edge of the pool, feet cooling in the water, rubbing his third layer of sunscreen over his exposed arms and chest. Not wanting to open the possibility of a burn on his first day off from work in what felt like forever, he can only squint over the sunglasses perched on the end of his nose.

Looking over at his step-brother, Finn shrugged. "Ahhh, you caught me. That's exactly why I decided to work at the high school. Summer vacation." The ex-athlete smiled as he leaned back comfortably in his lounge chair, doing so causing the bulge of his speedo to thicken up even more as Kurt gawked at him. He looked over at him, catching him like he'd done so much since they first met.

Dylan bit the inside of his bottom lip a little as he saw the bulge in his uncle’s speedo, it looked like it was going to tear the fabric at the rate it was growing. He had always been amazed by his uncle’s body, the man was easily the biggest guy that Dylan had ever seen in more ways than one and he wanted to just see as much as he could. He slowly moved to sit down right on the edge of the big sunchair, his back arched a little so his perky cheeks were much easier to see. He casually poured his own drink “I really enjoy your company too Uncle Finn… you’re just the freaking best” he took a sip of the lemonade, letting out a tiny little sigh and moving just enough that his hand was brushing against the edge of the man’s thigh “I mean it, it’s always really great getting to come over and hang out with you… you know you can always have me… over” he paused just a little, his hand moving just a little to gently brush over the bulge of Finn’s speedo, his eyes locked on the older man’s face as he did so.

The forwardness from the boy was quite outstanding, Finn thought, his brows raising. He was clearly just as much of a slut as Kurt was. But that was okay. Finn liked it. "Yeah? That the case?" The older man smirked before reaching down and hooking his thumb into the waistline of his speedo, the weight of his arm pushing it down ever so slightly, showing off the top of his big meaty cock. "You wanna show me just how much you enjoy my company?" The man asked, raising a brow. The print of his cock in his speedo was growing by the second, beckoning for the bottom by to worship him.

The older man couldn't help but laugh lightly. "Yeah, I think you get that from your father. Sam wasn't super shameful back in his day either." Finn laughed, hands on his hips as he looked over at the boy. "God damn, you sure do take after your dad." He nodded, his eyes scanning over the other. "Well go on, son, turn around. Let me get a good look at everything." He grinned. The tone in Finn's voice left room for him to play it off as if he were joking if Grayson seemed at all uncomfortable. But the more Finn looked at the blonde, the more the hefty cock between his thighs continued to fill out and grow.

“Promise, if I need help I’ll ask… you just relax there Uncle Finn, I’ll be super quick” Dylan exclaimed brightly before turning to head over where he had his towel. His back was aimed at the older man, his ample ass just barely hidden by the soaking wet speedo. He dried off a little, enough that he didn’t drip all over Finn’s floor and wrapped the towel around his waist as he went inside. He worked quickly, he knew the kitchen well since he often raided it when he came over and soon enough had an entire pitcher of lemonade ready to go. He looked back out the window to see Finn and thought for a moment, reaching down to adjust the towel and his speedo enough that the top of his ass peeked out and the front was so dangerously low that it was just barely above the top of his carefully shaved pubic hair, before heading back out. “One big jug of homemade lemonade, all ready” he said brightly, trying to appear innocent as he poured a cup of the drink and handed it over “Anything else you want Uncle Finn? Anything at all?”

Finn thought about getting up and going into the kitchen with Dylan, maybe teasing him, pressing up against him. But he felt like he shouldn't. Nothing had ever happened between them and he didn't want to force Dylan into anything he didn't want to do. But when Dylan came back out, having clearly adjusted himself to show off, Finn's brows raised. He might not have been the brightest bulb in high school but it'd been over 20 years since then and he sure as hell knew when things were looking up in his favor. Finn smiled, reaching out and taking the glass. "Thanks." He smiled and took a drink. "Oh it's perfect. Really. It's good." He smiled before setting the glass down on the table beside him. By now, the bulge in Finn's speedo was way too big not to be clear what was going on with him. "Oh no, I really just enjoy your company." He smiled, wanting to drive the boy absolutely crazy.

"You know, I was thinking the same exact thing." Finn grinned and stood up then. It was his house and he didn't care. He wanted to feel free so he shoved off his speedo right then and there, his decent sized cock and round perky ass bouncing free. The man smiled, stretching a bit with a deep breath before glancing over to the blonde. "And Grayson, you can feel free to do the same if you'd like. There's no shame in this house." Finn smiled bright. Sure, this was one of his oldest friend's son, but…. honestly, Finn didn't really care. He hoped Grayson didn't either.

“Definitely the best way to spend a warm summer day, Uncle Finn” Dylan responded happily from his spot in the pool, his arms resting on the edge to keep him above water as he looked to the older man sitting in the lounge chair. He couldn’t help but just take a moment to check out the bulge, that Speedo was just offensively tight around the bulge in a way that could command anyone’s attention. “Though you know what would totally make it better? Lemonade” he said before pressing his hands against the edge of the pool and pushed himself up and out, climbing up so he stood there with the water dripping down his body and over the skin tight blue speedo that clung to every inch of him, almost painted onto his perky ass “I saw some lemons in your kitchen, I can whip up some pretty quicky, that sound OK Uncle Finn?” he asked with an enthusiastic grin, casually scratching his abs as he tried so hard to keep looking into his uncle’s eyes.

Hearing the other mention lemonade, Finn had to admit that it sounded amazing. He looked up just in time to watch his nephew climb out of the pool. Finn's brows raised at the sight as he nodded. "Yeah that sounds perfectly fine, son!" Finn smiled over to the boy, definitely admiring every little bit of the boy's body. He bit his lip, feeling his big cock growing by the second in his speedo as he watched him. "Let me know if you need any help or if you can't find anything, alright?" He smiled casually as possible and leaned back in the lounge chair again.