Disclaimer: I do not Glee, or any of the characters.
The break up had been rough on both of them. Kurt, reeling from his split with Blaine, and Finn from Rachel. Then the winter holidays arrived and both boys found themselves back in Lima for a few weeks. The last place either of them wanted to be, both of them refusing to leave the Hudmel home in case they ran into their exes anywhere. After a few days moping around the house, Burt and Carole decided to take the family away for a few days, to get out of Lima and spend some time together as a family.
Neither Kurt nor Finn were enthusiastic at this, but neither of them fought it very hard, they both wanted to get away from it all for a bit. Which is how the Hudmel family found themselves at a charming hotel in Michigan.
"Dad couldn't have sprang for separate rooms?" Kurt mused, looking around the small room that he and Finn were to share.
Finn dropped his luggage on one of the beds, "It could be kind of cool to share a room, we can hang out more."
"Yeah, because the last time we shared a room worked out so well." Kurt smirked, remembering their basement blowout from sophomore year, which both boys could now thankfully laugh about.
"Also, is it like, really hot in here?" Finn asked, tugging at the collar of his sweater.
"Feels fine to me," Kurt answered.
"Well, I call first shower, that car ride was long as hell and I want to wash it off." Finn said, while looking through his suitcase for his toiletries.
"Don't be too long, we have a family dinner downstairs soon." Kurt responded as Finn closed the bathroom door.
As Kurt unpacked his own suitcase, he soon heard the noise of Finn singing in the shower. He smiled, they'd both been pretty miserable lately, but it comforted him to know that Finn could still enjoy that. He wondered how Finn was really doing, and if he was coping any better than Kurt. Finn could be pretty hard to read sometimes.
Kurt looked around the room. Much smaller, and less fancy than the suite that Burt and Carole had reserved, but still nice enough. Dated furniture and tired wallpaper, but at least it looked clean. There was even a small balcony which overlooked the frozen lake outside. It might even be considered romantic. He could picture coming here with Blaine for a weekend getaway.
Blaine.
Right. He cheated on him. And then it hurt again. Kurt sighed and sat down on his bed, staring at the balled up socks in his hand that he hadn't put away. He wasn't going to think about Blaine. He was spending a few days in a picturesque winter paradise with the people he loved most. He was going to read novels (or fashion magazines) by the fireplace downstairs. Go on walks with his family, spend way too much time in the outdoor jacuzzi, and maybe if Finn behaved himself, he'd build a snowman with him.
At that moment Finn emerged from the bathroom, fluffy white towel around his waist, and drying his hair with a smaller towel. "Dude, the water pressure here is amazing, and that shower has like 15 different settings. Can we live here?"
Kurt rolled his eyes, "Finn, you are dripping water all over my side of the room, try towelling down before you leave the bathroom."
Finn just smiled goofily at him, Kurt threw the balled up socks at his head.
—
Dinner passed in the hotel restaurant. Carole wouldn't stop going on about the incredible suite she and Burt were staying in to a slightly jealous Kurt, now keenly aware that he and Finn were sharing a room because Burt had paid for the nicest suite in the hotel for themselves.
After dinner, where Burt had warned the boys against ordering room service, and that, no Finn, the candy bars in the mini fridge weren't free. They bade their parents good night and returned to their room.
"No seriously, you don't notice that?" Finn asked, walking into the room, "it's like a thousand degrees in here."
"It is a little stuffy," Kurt agreed, then started fiddling with the thermostat. "I don't think this works very well."
"Then crack a window open or I'll be forced to sleep commando." Finn joked.
Kurt pulled out his laptop and tried to load up something to watch, as Finn found a deck of cards somewhere to play with.
"The wi-fi here sucks." Kurt said, closing his laptop angrily after a few minutes.
"Suppose that's the appeal," Finn mused, shuffling his cards, "middle of nowhere, shitty internet, forces people to bond."
"What are we supposed to do all evening?" Kurt asked, boredom already creeping in.
"We could ..talk?" Finn offered.
"I don't really feel like talking." Kurt responded.
"Yeah, me neither." Finn agreed. "I think I saw some DVDs in that drawer beside the TV. We could watch a movie."
Kurt walked over to the drawer Finn pointed out and opened it. "Wow, that is a lot of romance movies." He commented, staring at the small pile of films.
"Well, this is a pretty romantic place, I suppose they mainly cater to couples." Finn said, making his way over to the drawer to see the collection.
"But this is a twin room, Finn, you'd think they would have stuff for kids, or you know, adult kids."
"Some couples prefer to sleep in separate beds." Finn shrugged. "What's The Notebook about?" He asked, picking through the selection of movies.
"It's sappy, you wouldn't like it." Kurt answered.
"Love Story?"
"You definitely wouldn't like that."
"Oh cool, a cowboy movie!" Finn exclaimed.
"Finn, that's Brokeback Mountain."
"Is it not about cowboys?" Finn asked.
"It's about gay cowboys." Kurt responded simply.
"That's inclusive of them, probably get lots of gay couples up here" he said, while reading the back cover, "and hey, it has the joker in it! Is it any good?"
Kurt was dumbfounded, "Well, that's sort of subjective, but I think it won an Oscar? You want to watch the gay movie?"
Finn said simply. "What? I'm an ally. And I like cowboys."
—
The boys lay on Kurt's bed to watch the movie, as his was closest to the TV. Kurt had changed into his favourite comfortable pjs, while Finn had stripped to his boxers and was practically panting like a dog in the almost unbearable heat of the room. They'd tried and failed to turn the heating down, and it was apparently locked on the 'Hell' setting, and the room now felt like a sauna. Instead of just opening a window Finn had fully opened the balcony door to try and cool the room.
Kurt sat at the top of the bed, keeping one eye on the film, one eye on Finn, who lay on his stomach at the other end of the bed. Finn was starting to surprise him on this trip, and he wanted to keep a close watch on him. As Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger had their intimate scenes, he watched Finn for some sort of reaction. But Finn just watched, engaged in the movie, and seemed to be enjoying it.
When it reached the scene of the characters diving naked into a lake, Finn commented, "I've always wanted to go skinny dipping."
"I have." Kurt replied, prompting Finn to swivel around and look at Kurt in awe.
"I'm impressed, Kurt. You? Skinny dipping? When?" He prodded.
Kurt just shrugged. "Blaine and I had way too many wine coolers one night, and Mercedes has a nice pool, and well …"
Finn's jaw dropped. "You had sex with Blaine in Mercedes' pool?"
"Please don't tell her," Kurt laughed.
Finn was amazed, and tried to awkwardly high five him from his position.
"Dude, how are you not boiling? Take your shirt off at least." Finn said, noticing sweat stains on Kurt's pyjama shirt.
Kurt was realising the temperature was dropping. "It doesn't seem to be as bad anymore, I think your trick with the door worked."
"Oh yeah," Finn acknowledged, "Well, leave it open a little longer, it's still a little toasty."
That was a mistake. At some point the heating had finally shut off for the night, which they hadn't realised, and left the door open until after the movie. By the time the credits rolled, (Kurt had only cried a little, Finn maybe a little too, but he hid it better) the room now felt like a freezer.
"I think this is on a timer," Kurt commented, as he fiddled with the thermostat. "No more heating until morning."
"S-s-s-seriously?" Finn shivered, now wrapped up in the covers in his own bed.
"You're exaggerating that a little, Finn." Kurt said, climbing into his bed.
"Maybe a little, but dude it's freezing in here, and these blankets are so thin."
"Put some extra clothes on then, add a layer or two, I'm fine over here." Kurt told him.
"No," Finn whined, "I hate wearing clothes in bed. Boxers only. Maybe an undershirt if it's cold, but I forgot to pack one."
"Well then suffer, dear brother. It was your idea to open the door." And with that he turned off his bedside lamp, and lay down to try to go to sleep.
Moments later his eyes opened at a strange noise. "I can hear your teeth chattering Finn, you are definitely exaggerating that."
"Dude I'm so cold!"
"There's very little I can do about that Finn. I'm sorry."
Finn took a moment to reply, "I mean, I was thinking, maybe there is something you can do."
"Spit it out Finn, I want to sleep."
Finn hesitated again, "Could I maybe, you know, sleep with you?"
Did Kurt mishear that?
"Not like, sexually sleep with you, just like, share a bed, to share heat and stuff."
He misheard him twice? He really was tired.
Kurt responded, "Okay, you're gonna laugh Finn, but I keep hearing that you want to sleep with me."
"Don't make fun of me." Finn said annoyed.
"Finn!" Kurt exclaimed, "You are actually serious?"
"I wouldn't ask if I wasn't desperate, Kurt."
Kurt heard a twinge of vulnerability in his voice, and relented. "Fine, get in."
Finn leapt across the room, and jumped into Kurt's bed. He snuggled under the covers and tried to warm up.
"No funny business." Kurt warned.
"No Kurt," Finn joked, "You're the gay one, not me."
"Says the guy jumping into bed with another man." Kurt teased.
It was early. Still dark outside from what Kurt could tell. He hadn't opened his eyes yet but the room was still dark. The heating hadn't come on again yet, but he didn't seem to notice, as under the covers he felt probably the cosiest he had in his life. It took a moment to realise why.
At some point during the night, the two of them had moved from sleeping next to each other, a few inches separating them, to a much closer position. They were now cuddling. Spooning. Kurt was lying on his side, as Finn's larger frame enveloped him. Kurt's back to Finn's front. Their legs entwined, and Kurt's ass perilously close to Finn's nether regions. Finn had draped one muscular arm over Kurt's chest and Kurt had naturally reached to grab his hand. He realised he probably should put an end to this now, as it would be very awkward once Finn woke up and realised. But he was also too tired to care, and very comfortable. He fell back asleep.
The room had brightened and Kurt opened his eyes. It was still early but probably almost time for breakfast. Finn was still asleep, snoozing gently and still holding him. Actually, he was holding him a lot tighter, and Kurt struggled to pull away from Finn without waking him. He tried to raise Finn's arm to sneak under it, but Finn sleepily resisted and instead pulled him closer, and began to snake his fingers beneath the buttons on Kurt's pj shirt, seemingly reaching out for skin contact.
"Finn." Kurt whispered.
Finn snored quietly as his arm now reached under Kurt's shirt to rest on Kurt's bare chest.
"Finn." Kurt whispered again, more loudly this time.
Finn seemed to be a deep sleep, and Kurt tried again to slide out from under him. His hips unfortunately made contact with Finn's and Kurt realised he had another issue. Finn's morning wood was now poking Kurt in the ass. As Kurt tried again to pull away, Finn's snoozing body countered the resistance by gently rolling his hips against Kurt. Finn was now grinding against Kurt. This needed to end now. Immediately.
"Finn! Wake up!" Kurt said much more loudly this time, and pinched his arm, which was getting dangerously close to slipping underneath Kurt's waist.
Finn startled awake. "Wha-? I'm up." He said confusedly.
Kurt gave him a moment to realise.
"Oh shit! Sorry dude!" Finn immediately pulled himself off Kurt and jumped out of the bed to stand nervously on the floor.
"That was my, uh - " He began apologetically
"Yup." Kurt acknowledged.
"Against your -" Finn continued.
"Yes." Kurt finished for him.
He stood in awkward silence for a moment, before Kurt noticed something.
"Finn, you know you're still, uh, you know -" He pointed towards Finn's boxers, now tenting in front of him.
Finn's hands flew down to cover his erection. "Sorry." He uttered again.
Kurt looked awkwardly around the room, Finn did the same, neither boy sure of what to say next.
Kurt broke the silence. "You know, apart from, that" He pointed in the direction of Finn's boner again, but not looking at it out of respect for Finn, "I actually slept really well."
"Yeah, me too," Finn agreed, "Like, really well."
They fell into silence again for a moment before Finn broke it this time.
"I'm gonna go have another shower."
"Maybe a cold one this time." Kurt joked, lightening the mood.
Finn smiled at him and made his way into the bathroom.
—
After breakfast the Hudmel family spent the morning together. They wrapped up warm and explored the grounds of the Hotel. A gorgeous location between thick woods and a small lake. Kurt felt the snow gently falling and took many photos of the frozen lake, and the snow covered trees. Burt and Finn had a snowball fight, which Kurt did not join in with, instead choosing to drink hot cocoa with Carole sheltered under a gazebo. But he did build a snowman with Finn as Burt and Carole went for a romantic walk around the lake.
They returned to their room few hours later, surprisingly sweaty despite the cold outside. Finn peeled off his jacket and sweater. "Dude, I feel gross."
Kurt agreed with him. "Yeah, I need a shower."
"Same," Finn responded. "But we have to be at lunch in an hour. We can't both shower in that time."
"Of course we can. Or I can take one and you can wait until later" Kurt responded.
"Kurt, you take forever to get ready. And I feel disgusting, I really need one." Finn argued.
"Well, go up to Dad and Carole's room, or down to the gym, there are probably showers in there." Kurt suggested.
"We could share a shower?" Finn offered.
"Finn…"
"Dude, I spent half my life in locker rooms, it won't be weird unless you make it weird."
Kurt was thinking, and probably overthinking it. Share a shower with Finn? They'd already crossed one line on this trip, but getting naked together in such close quarters? What would that mean?
"Okay, you're definitely overthinking this." Said Finn, "So, I'm gonna jump in the shower, feel free to join me, or stay here and be all gross and dirty." And then he walked into the bathroom without a second thought.
Kurt stood rooted to the spot. He probably was overthinking it. If he and Finn had grown up together they probably would have had baths together as kids, this was basically the same as that, right? And like Finn said, guys in the locker room shower together all the time, although he was fairly sure it wasn't usually the same one. He took a deep breath and removed most of his clothes, leaving his underwear on and hesitantly stepped into the bathroom.
Finn stood with his head underneath the spray of the shower, steam rising through the small room, the water trickling down his back, across his firm buttocks and down his long legs. Kurt stood enamoured at the sight. If he kept standing like that Kurt could picture him as anyone, just a hot guy he was about to shower with, and not his step-brother. Finn slowly turned around, his eyes closed, enjoying the warm water now racing down his face, his torso and down to his - oh. That was his penis. Finn's penis. Finn's long and girthy penis. He shouldn't have been surprised. Everything about Finn was enormous, it stood to reason he'd be 'gifted'.
"Why are you staring at my dick?"
Kurt blanched, he realised he'd been openly staring at Finn's cock for the last 15 seconds.
"Is there something wrong with it?" Finn asked, looking down and grabbing it as if to examine it better. "It's normal right? I've never had a gay guys opinion on it, but you would know more than me I guess."
Kurt stood speechless, as Finn worriedly pulled at his dick, scared it might be deformed or something.
"No, Finn, it's -"
"It's okay right?" He asked again nervously.
"Yes Finn," Kurt replied, "Your di-. I mean your pen-. It's fine, perfectly normal, very proportionate."
"Oh. Good." Finn relaxed, "Then why were you looking at it so intently, and oh!" He smirked. "You were checking me out." He added.
"Finn.." Kurt warned.
"Hey, it's totally fine, I get it." Finn continued to tease. "I'm a hot naked guy, and you were curious. Probably living out some teenage fantasy."
"Finn." Kurt said in a dangerously low voice.
Finn relented, "I'm kidding, now are you getting in or not? Wasting all the hot water here."
Kurt sighed and moved closed to the shower enclosure. "Is there room in there for both of us?"
"Yeah, this thing was probably built for two people. You gonna take those off or what?" Finn asked, pointing to Kurt's boxer briefs.
Kurt sighed again, "You could turn around."
Finn exhaled, and turned back around. "This is pointless Kurt, we're pretty far passed privacy. We're literally about to shower together."
Kurt ignored him and cautiously removed his underwear. He covered his genitals with one hand and stepped into the enclosure with Finn. He stood awkwardly close to Finn. He was right, the shower was built for two people, but two people standing much closer together engaging in intimate activities. With the two of them standing inches apart it was a tighter fit and he was worried about accidentally rubbing against Finn in their current naked state. Which was baffling to Kurt. How was he the one nervous about being so close to another naked guy? He was the gay one!
Finn stepped aside to let Kurt get under the water stream, "Nice dick" he commented slyly as Kurt brushed past him. Kurt tried to ignore Finn as he let the water fall over him. Finn began to lather up his torso with shower gel. Kurt tried to focus entirely on his own washing, and not concern himself with what Finn was doing, and how Finn kept rubbing his hands over his body, his arms, his legs, his …dick.
"Hey, can you do my back?" Finn asked.
Kurt froze again. "Uh sure, I guess." He nervously replied.
Finn handed him the bottle and turned around so Kurt could lather up his back. Kurt again tried not to overthink it, he'd rubbed sunscreen on Finn's back before, this was similar. Totally not an issue. Kurt squirted the gel onto his hand and put the bottle back on the shower shelf. Rubbing his hands together, he took a quiet breath, and placed his now soapy hands on Finn's back. First gently, and nervously, he began working his hands across Finn's broad back, feeling the muscle underneath as he massaged the soap into it. Pressing more firmly, he rubbed across Finn's shoulder blades, down into the small of his back, and was about to go even lower, before he realised that Finn could probably handle that area himself, and he wouldn't dare touch without explicit invitation.
"Done." Kurt said, and stepped aside to let Finn stand under the water.
"Thanks bro," Finn replied as he rinsed the suds off, "Want me to do yours?"
"Uhhh, sure" Kurt said again. And shyly turned around as Finn began to lather up his hands with more shower gel. Seconds later Finn's large hands made contact with his shoulders and Finn firmly began to massage the soap into his back. Far more vigorously, but not uncomfortably, Finn worked his hands across his upper back. Kurt was enthralled, Finn should seriously consider a career as a masseur.
"You're really good at that," Kurt said, barely hiding his moan, as Finn's hands pressed harder as he worked his way down.
"Thanks. Years of sports massages." Finn responded sheepishly. "Done." He added, hands leaving Kurt just around his waist area, not going any lower than Kurt had earlier.
Kurt turned to get under the falling water, but accidentally made contact with Finn, where something very hard that Kurt had been too distracted to notice, brushed against Finn's thigh.
"Getting a little excited there Kurt?" Finn smiled.
Kurt was mortified. He had been far too focused on Finn's magical massage to even notice he was getting hard. His hands flew down to (poorly) hide his erection from Finn.
Finn, to his credit, looked unashamed. Just laughing he said, "It's fine Kurt, it happens to everyone, as we both know."
"Finn, I am so sorr-"
Finn cut him off, "Kurt, seriously, it's fine. Look I'm done anyway. I'll give you some privacy, and you can take care of that." He smirked, pointing down to Kurt's boner.
"Finn." Kurt started.
"Try the pulse setting on the shower, it's very um, pleasurable." Finn added with a knowing wink.
"I hate you so much." Kurt said angrily.
Finn giggled and stepped out of the shower, then he grabbed a towel to wrap around his waist. He walked over to the bathroom sink and cleaned the steam off the mirror.
Kurt challenged him. "So not like actual privacy?" He asked, pointing to Finn now standing across the room. He obviously had no intention of jerking off right then and there, but he was really curious as to why Finn was acting so strangely aloof about sex and nudity lately.
"What? I'm not looking." Finn responded, as he pulled out a second smaller towel to dry his hair.
Kurt quickly finished his own shower, and grabbed a towel for himself, covering his now deflated erection. He joined Finn at the other sink and watched Finn in the mirror beside him as the larger man brushed his teeth.
"You keep staring at me." Finn gargled, as his toothbrush compromised his words. He spat out the toothpaste into the sink. "Why?" He added.
Kurt considered his answer, "You're just surprising me a lot on this trip Finn."
Finn looked confused, "Good surprised or bad surprised?"
"I don't know yet." Kurt replied.
—
There was an event on in the local town that night. Couples night at the local tavern. Burt and Carole excitedly went as Kurt and Finn chose to spend the night in the hotel. They sat in the deserted lounge by the fireplace. It seemed every guest in the hotel had gone except them. This apparently really was a couples hotel.
"I'm bored. Can we build another snowman?" Finn asked hopefully.
"It's dark outside Finn, maybe tomorrow before we go home." Kurt let him down, as he flicked through his magazine.
"Well I don't want to sit here all night watching you read magazines." He complained.
"Go read a book, Finn." Kurt gestured towards the bookshelf against the wall.
"I'm not that bored."
"Well, isn't there a gym somewhere?"
Finn considered him for a moment before declining. "Nah, I'm on vacation, I don't want to work out."
Kurt lazily turned another page. "I'm running out of ideas, Finn."
"Did I see a jacuzzi out back?" Finn asked.
"I believe they were calling it an 'Artificial Hot Spring Experience.' " Kurt replied. "So yeah, basically just an outdoor hot tub."
"That could be kind of fun." Finn mused.
Kurt thought about it, "Actually yeah, that does sound fun, and we have them to ourselves anyway. We don't have to put up with some couple engaging in heavy PDA in the corner.
"I don't have the best history with hot tubs, but I'm sure I can't accidentally knock you up in this one."
"Well, let's hope not." Kurt quipped.
Finn jumped into the hot tub beside him, splashing Kurt in the process. "Thanks for that," he said, rubbing the water off his face.
"Beer bro?" Finn offered. Grabbing two bottles from the side.
Kurt took a bottle, "Finn we're underage. How did you -?"
"The waitress was flirting with me, and I can pass for much older than I actually am. Add in some flexing of my abs and I got us free beers."
"What abs?" Kurt teased innocently
Finn glared at him.
"Kidding," Kurt apologised. He settled into the tub with his drink. It was freezing cold outside but the contrast with the warm water was delightful. He looked up at the night sky to see the stars. "This is nice."
Finn relaxed beside him. "Yeah, it is."
They sat there a while, slowly sipping their beers. Not enough to get them drunk, or even tipsy, but maybe a mild buzz. Finn finished his beer and stretched out his arms across the edge of the tub, one arm behind Kurt. Kurt stretched out his own body as tiredness began to set in. The tub was very cosy. As he relaxed back in place his arm brushed up against Finn's side, and his leg touched Finn's leg under the bubbles. Fighting his instincts to pull away from physical contact, he stayed in place to see if Finn would react. Finn didn't pull away either, and subtly seemed to push in closer to Kurt's side, and Kurt swore his arm was twitching, fighting the urge to drop over Kurt's shoulder. Kurt was now finally understanding Finn's behaviour over the last few days.
"I'm getting kind of tired. Should we go up?" Kurt asked, beginning to stand up.
Finn looked crestfallen as Kurt pulled away, "Um, I guess so, sure."
Kurt stepped out of the hot tub, and grabbed one of the hotel robes from a nearby rack. He tossed one to Finn as he also climbed out. They walked in silence back into the hotel. As they reached the elevator, Kurt heard Finn sniff a little. He had to get him back upstairs right now.
As they arrived at the room Kurt opened the door for Finn, and as he passed by Kurt, he noticed that eyes were red, and his face getting puffy. Kurt closed the door behind them. Finn stood in the centre of the room, his back to Kurt, but Kurt could tell, he was shaking a little.
"Hey, I'm a -, I'm gonna, I think I'll take a shower." Finn stammered, he tried to hide his face from Kurt and moved quickly towards the privacy of the bathroom.
Kurt blocked him, "Actually could you help me with something?" Kurt asked him.
Then he moved over to Finn and hugged him. Finn tried to pull away but Kurt held him tighter, surprising the larger man with his strength. Finn began to tremble a little as Kurt wrapped his arms around his front.
"It's alright Finn," Kurt said gently, "It's just me, you can let it out."
Finn let his walls down and began to sob quietly onto Kurt's shoulder. Holding Kurt far tighter than Kurt would have liked, but he didn't complain.
"I'm sorry," Finn sniffed.
"It's fine, Finn."
"I'm just ...lonely." He said quietly.
"I get it, Finn. I miss Blaine too." Kurt comforted.
They stood there for another minute or two before Finn asked quietly. "Can you take your robe off?"
Kurt understandingly obeyed, and pulled away from Finn to remove his robe. As Finn did the same, the two were standing in just their shorts. Finn moved back over to Kurt and enveloped him in another hug. Kurt felt Finn's bare chest against his own, his flushed skin, his heart beating in sync with his own. He could sense the chlorine from the hot tub water mixed in with Finn's own natural musk, as his head was cradled against Finn's shoulder.
"It's just …better like this. You know?" Finn said.
"I get it Finn."
"Just …closer."
"It's only weird if you make it weird." Kurt joked softly, echoing Finn's own statement about their shower experience.
They stood together for another few minutes, or it could have been twenty, Kurt lost sense of time a little wrapped up in Finn's embrace. Finn had a point, the skin to skin contact was was much more intimate and felt much better than the robes.
Eventually Finn regained his wits and broke off the hug. "Thanks for that." He said.
"I think I needed it too, Finn". Kurt responded.
"So, should we fuck now?" Finn asked.
"Finn." Kurt rolled his eyes.
"I mean, I don't know if I can do butt stuff, maybe a blow job? But it would be my first time you'd have to ease me into it."
"I hate you so much." Kurt replied.
Finn pretended not to hear him. "I could probably manage jerking off together at least. It might not be fully satisfying for you, but it might break the sexual tension.
Kurt sighed, and turned around and headed towards the bathroom. "I am taking a shower. Alone. Do not join me." He warned.
Finn continued to ignore him, "I mean, I'm already kind of hard, I don't know if you felt it, got a little turned on towards the end there to be honest. Here, you wanna see?"
As Finn pulled the waistband of his shorts down a little, Kurt slammed the bathroom door and locked it.
Finn stood in the room alone. "Guess I'm sleeping alone tonight." He said to himself.
"God, it's hot in here. Ooh, I should definitely sleep naked tonight, that'll definitely piss him off."
With a satisfied giggle, Finn pulled off his bathing suit and hopped onto his bed. As he heard the shower from the other side of the wall, he lay back and tried to position himself in the most egregious position possible. He might as well give Kurt an eyeful when he left the bathroom. It was his job as a big brother to make him as uncomfortable as possible.
The End
