Finn seized the opportunity, while still slowly tugging on Aerrow's prick, to reach down with his other hand and slide Aerrow's shorts down past his ankles. Aerrow spread his knees apart so Finn could get better access to his aching dick.
Finn didn't hesitate, and, getting a better grip, he began to steadily jack Aerrow. A little precum leaked out of the tip, and Finn used his thumb to smear it around as he went up and down the shaft, lubricating his hand and making it nice and slick.
Aerrow was gone with lust. He was panting heavily, his hips bucking up and down under Finn's masterful masturbatory ministrations. It wasn't long before he reached the point of no return.
Finn was smiling the entire time, knowing he was not only fulfilling his own fantasy, but giving such immense pleasure to such a hot, sexy dude. It really turned him on to see Aerrow's muscles straining and a thin layer of sweat forming on his sculpted chest and abs. He also got a good look at Aerrow's firm asscheeks, and started planning what he was eventually going to do with them.
Finally, he could tell that Aerrow's whole body was tensing, and his breath was coming in ragged gasps. "Oh, oh, oh, oh!" was all he could get out. "Oh yeah, don't stop, don't stop..."
With a gutteral grunt, Aerrow bucked his hips up hard, and his whole body went rigid for a moment. Finn though his cock had turned to stone, when suddenly a huge burst of cum shot out. Finn didn't stop, and soon another wave, then another and another came shooting out. Aerrow was gasping for breath, and his body shuddered under the intensity of his orgasm.
Slowly the bursts subsided, but not before Aerrow had made a veritable lake on his chest. Finn's hand was covered in sticky white, and he only reluctantly finally let go as Aerrow's breath slowed to a normal pace and his cock softened in his hand.
Finn, still kneeling next to Aerrow's bed, rested his elbow on the edge and put his head casually in his hand. He looked up at Aerrow and waggled his eyebrows. "So, was it good for you, buddy?"
Aerrow, still half lost between sleep and sex, gave him a little laugh. "Uh, yeah, duh," he said, kiddingly. "I think the mess I made proves that."
"I'd say so, dude," said Finn. He pointed a finger at Aerrow like a gun and winked again. "Good luck with that," and he stood up.
Aerrow got up on his own elbows. "Wait, Finn, don't you want to... you know?" Aerrow reached out and cupped Finn's cock, still fully erect and throbbing, through his boxers.
"Heh, sure, bro," said Finn, backing up out of Aerrow's reach, "but not tonight. You're just gonna have to owe me one." He smiled through half-lidded eyes, and deftly ducked out of Aerrow's room, closing the door behind him, leaving his captain happy and satisfied, but a little worrisome about owing his horny blond teammate a favor somewhere down the road. Still, it had been incredible, so he reached down, felt for a towel, cleaned himself up as best he could, and slowly drifted off back to sleep with a smile on his face.