It was early March 2020 and the Covid virus had made it's way to the UK. The Government started issuing orders for people to work from home, and stay home as much as possible. They told pubs, restaurants, clubs or anywhere people gathered, to close. My step-son Scott was living with me since his return from University and then was made redundant from the pub where he worked as a waiter in their restaurant area. Poor lad was gutted. 20 years old, trying hard to save money so he could get a place of his own and suddenly the rug had been pulled from beneath his feet.
My name is Dave, I'm 48, still in good shape due to my active work and lifestyle and looking after myself. I'm 5'8" tall, short cropped brown hair, and heavily trimmed beard giving more the impression of a new growth rather than a full beard. I married Scott's mother when he was 10 but I was recently widowed as my wife had contracted cancer 3 years ago. The treatments didn't work as the cancer was spread throughout her body when it was diagnosed. It was about the time of the diagnosis that Scott started calling me "Dad". I'd always looked on him as my boy, but he used to call me Dave. As the cancer took further control of his mum, he started calling me "Dad" until that became the normal thing. He was my boy and I was his Dad.
Scott was very handsome and cute even as a boy with his brown hair and puppy-dog dark brown eyes. It was obvious from early on he would grow into a good looking man. He started swimming at the age of 12 and by the time he was 16 had become a first class swimmer. He also started getting into cycling and the gym around that age and by 18 he had a superb body, large firm muscley legs and a bum you could bounce pennies off.
Scott didn't date much as he was trying to save money, or at least that's what I thought. Losing his job and having to stay home really seemed to pull him down. I still had my job as a building site supervisor but eventually I was furloughed and the site had to shut down. At least I still had a job and money coming in. On the day it was announced to us all, we were told to go home early and we would we be called back when the Government allowed building sites to reopen. It was early afternoon when I got back home that day.
I went upstairs to change out of my work gear and that's when I heard Scott moaning and groaning in his bedroom. The bedroom door was wide open so I walked towards it thinking he was in pain, then realised I wasn't hearing the sound of pain but sound of pleasure. It sounded like Scott was having sex with someone and it sounded like another guy. I could hear this other guy saying things like "yeah take it Scott", "bounce on it", "get it in deep".
I snuck up to Scott's bedroom door and peaked around the frame. There was Scott sitting on a kitchen stool in front of his laptop, naked and with a huge hard cock pointing at the ceiling. I have a 7" thick uncut cock and my younger brother Phil is a bit larger than me but Scott looked bigger than either of us. This was the first time I had seen Scott hard. His cock must've been 8", uncut, thick, veiny with tight balls. It looked like he had shaved his pubes too.
The voice I'd heard was coming from his laptop. It said "Doesn't it feel good to have that rammed deep in your cunt you slut?"
"Fuck yeah Nick, I love it inside me. Wish it were your cock fucking me though. I love your cock fucking me hard."
Nick... I wondered? I thought I recognised the voice. Nick was my nephew, Phil's lad. A good looking slim guy, a bit older than Scott. They'd obviously fucked before.
"Fuck yourself Scott. Ride that fucking dildo hard. Make it hurt like you like me to do to you," said Nick.
With that, Scott started to stand and I could see he was sitting on a thick flesh coloured cock shaped dildo that was fixed to the stool. He kept rising up and the dildo was still in his ass - it must have been 8" long by the time the knob head appeared. He spread his legs a bit wider then slammed his ass back down on it all the way, then rose up and did it again, over and over. He was giving his ass a good fucking. Scott wasn't a stranger to a cock in his hole that's for sure. I started to wonder how long he and Nick had been fucking, and where?
My cock had hardened at the sight of Scott's cock and him riding the dildo so forcefully - I was bulging in my hi-vis work gear. I had experience of fucking guys from many years ago starting with my brother Phil when I was 18. Watching Scott was bringing back memories of how good it felt to fuck a guy's shit hole. How tight, juicy and warm it felt to slide my cock deep inside a mancunt and fuck hard, a lot harder than I ever fucked a woman, and then to unload my cum deep inside a guy's guts. My wife didn't know about my extra activities outside our marriage. She may have guessed something was going on but never asked me outright.
Scott started playing with his nipples, twisting and pulling on them. "Tweak those delicious tits" Nick said. "I want to fuck you again so bad" he continued. I couldn't see the laptop screen but I'm guessing Nick was wanking as he watched my boy fuck himself.
"Mmmm fuck, Nick I'm gonna cum," Scott said. With that he started tugging on his hard cock and sat down on the dildo, ramming it all the way up his ass. HIs cock exploded, shooting stream after stream of hot white thick cum all over Scott's chest and abs, until it finally slowed to a dribble and ran down his hard cock onto his balls.
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming too" I heard Nick say.
