Date: Sat, 10 Dec 2022 11:59:14 +0000 From: contrivial Subject: Scotty's Long Weekend - Chapter 1 (incest) Day 1 Fuck I was hot. Sweat dripped down my body. I stood at the open front door as the cool air rushed over my bare chest, I had stripped to the waist to get some relief from the heat. I smiled and waved goodbye to my wife and daughter as they reversed out of the driveway. It started when our little boy, Scott, came back from school with a mild fever. What started as the sniffles became a bad case of COVID. When I was knocked over with it my wife made an executive decision to take our immunocompromised daughter and stay with her mother's while me and the little lad rode it out together. I was a little pissed off having our lives upended - but 9 year old boys aren't exactly the best at hand-hygiene so I can't really blame the little fella. My boss at the hospital wasn't happy having to find cover for me. It is weird how a hospital can't understand it is a bad idea to come in infectious, even if I am just mopping the floors! But I'd been cleared to take the rest of the week off to recover - 3 days just me and Scotty. I was more than a little bit excited - some time off to just kick back and relax with no responsibilities. Well one responsibility - but he's a good kid. I thought I better check on him so I went up the stairs - two at a time like I always do - crept to the end of the landing, inched his door open and stuck my head in. Jeez the little tyke always ended up sleeping in the most ridiculous positions - he was asleep on top of the duvet, face into the pillow, knees up with his little bum just sticking up in the air. Spiderman's face stared up at me from the back of his tiny briefs. I chuckled as I walked over and gently rolled him over to a more comfortable position as he snored away. I gave him a kiss on the forehead - he still had a fever and his dark hair was plastered against his skin. As I got up I noticed the his little willy was sticking out the leg of his briefs. I chuckled as I gently grabbed it with my thumb and forefinger, it was smaller than my little finger and uncut like mine. It had a little snout at the top as his foreskin bunched up. I felt an unexpected and confusing rush of excitement as I held his tiny willy - it was very hard so he might need a wee. I held it for a few seconds longer before I snapped out of it and popped it back into his underwear. "The little tyke, just like his dad." I muttered to myself. He probably did need a wee but I decided to risk it and leave him to sleep - we have plastic sheets and anyway, it was me-time now. We'd given him a pretty hefty dose of Night Nurse to knock him out a bit and bring his temperature down so he should snooze for a while yet. Gently pulling his door to, I bounded down the stairs, swung by the kitchen to grab a few beers and headed to the living room. I caught a look at myself in the big, tacky, mirror my wife had me put up above the fireplace. I didn't look bad for a 34 year old lad with two kids and a missus. I had an alright body from the odd gym session with the lads after work - no six pack or anything like that but I was broad in the shoulders - big arms and a flat(ish) stomach. Not that you could tell this from the forest of hair covering my torso. My wife hated it but I could never be bothered with the hassle of keeping it shaved. For some reason I gave my self a cheeky wink and then reminded myself to give my unkempt beard a trim once I felt better. I plugged the laptop into to the telly with the HDMI cable hanging out the back and grabbed the wireless keyboard. This always looked messy but we used it every other night to watch a movie or TV episode I torrented. Hey don't judge me I'm only bringing in hospital cleaner money. I fell back onto the sofa - yelping a bit as the cold leather hit my skin - the amount of blankets and throws the missus buys you think we could have one on the sofa! I took a hefty swig of my first beer as sweat still dripped off me. It was probably a bad idea as the fever had me feeling a bit delirious but I wasn't squandering this opportunity. I booted up Firefox. As I logged into my alt-Twitter I started kicking off my joggers revealing my big legs, equally has hairy as my torso. I was left in my boxers and socks as I put my feet up on the coffee table and started scrolling. Twitter always had the best, dirtiest porn and I wasn't gonna waste this time on the studio clips you get on PornHub. I started where I normally did - the profile of an Irish lad with a 10 inch cock fucking a load of lasses. These women were beautiful and I did appreciate a decent cock - I had experimented in my earlier years. I started on some of his older vids, one of him filling up this teen lass my dick got harder until I pulled my boxers down and it slapped up against my stomach. I wrapped my had round my 7 inches and started wanking. His more recent stuff was with lads, I guess it brings in better money and to be honest I just loved seeing a big dick fill a hole. I clicked onto his latest video. He was fucking this 18 year old tiny twink. The kid was loving it as the lad bottomed out in his smooth hole. The kids dick was smooth was less than half the size of the one fucking him - maybe 4 inches? It was really turning me on seeing that big lad filling up that smooth teen. I had an alright sized dick but always thought my big bush made it look smaller - maybe I should trim it sometime - I wonder what the missus would think? As I was wanking and pondering this I hear a floorboard creak behind me. "D-d-daddy?" Scott asked as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes with one hand, the other holding Jason the dinosaur - his favourite teddy. "Scotty!" I scrambled to stop the video and grabbed a cushion to cover my dick. "Err two secs kiddo! How are you feeling champ?" "I'm really hot, but cold as well." He said rubbing his eyes and slurring his speech a bit - that Night Nurse was still in his system. "What are doing with your willy daddy?" I gulped. "Nothing son don't worry, I'm really hot and cold too. We'll get better soon I promise kiddo." I said hoping he was too out of it to ask me more about what I was doing. "Is that why you're not wearing any clothes daddy?" He slurred. "Err yeah exactly that son!" I said, relieved. I thought how to move on from this. "Do you need a wee son?" "No daddy I'm just really really hot n cold cuddle meeeee!" He stumbled over to me and crawled up onto my chest and nuzzled into me, promptly falling asleep. "Shhh kiddo it's okay - do you wanna go back to bed?" "Nnnhhh." He mumbled. Okay so here I was horny as fuck with a porn vid paused on the telly, my hard dick tenting my boxers and my 9 year old kid passed out on my chest. Fuck his baby willy was still hard and pressing against my stomach to the left of my belly button. "Come on little Scotty, come on son." I whispered but all I could get out of him were little snores. Fuck. I gave him one last nudge but he was out cold. I stared at the ceiling thinking about what to do - trying to will my hard dick to calm down to no avail. My head was throbbing and sweat still dripped off me, I wasn't thinking straight. Fuck it - me and the wife had sex when he was asleep in the cot next to us when he was younger. He didn't wake up then and he won't now. I opened my second beer, clicked play on the video and threw the cushion away - I needed this. I wanked carefully so I didn't shake the kid too much but it was difficult. My hard, slick cock was running up the inside of his leg so it I was half wanking half rubbing it against him - it felt really good actually. This video was hot as fuck - this lad was proper tiny and smooth, his small cock jiggling about has we was railed. I was wanking harder n faster - my big full balls jumping about and suddenly something felt different - felt good. Scotty had shifted and the tip of my cock had worked its way through the leg hole of his briefs and was nestled in the crease of his tiny bum. "Fucking hell Jordan what are you doing? This is messed up." I whispered to myself but the horniness was in the driving seat now. As I was watching this lad get ploughed it felt like it was me doing the fucking. My dick was pressed up against my little boys hot, tight hole. "Fuck it - he'll never know." I said half horrified and half overcome with pleasure as I carried on wanking my fat dick against my little baby's bum. "So fucking smooth..." I whispered to myself my precum slicked up his crack. "You're as good as any little lass ain't ya kiddo?" I felt filthy as fuck, I whispered in his sleeping ear. "You like that kiddo? Daddy's big hairy willy up against your bum?" He just snored in response. I was getting close, really close. I started pushing harder against his hole. He stirred a bit but didn't wake up - fuck the tip was half in! What the fuck was I doing?? The fever, the beer and the porn swam around my head as I continued wanking. I was crossing a line here - my 9 year old kid was sleeping on my chest as I teased his impossibly tiny hole with my fat dick... That thought sent me over the edge. "Spiderman's going to shoot a load of webs son." I unconsciously started bucking my hips, I went too far and the head of dick fully went in my boy. His squeaked as his eyes snapped open, they met mine as I unloaded pulse after pulse of cum up against in his hole. I was moaning as I shot my load and little Scott wriggled. "Nngh. Daddy what's happening?" Scotty said, a quaver in his voice. Trying to see what was invading his bum. "It feels weird." I held my little boy close against me and cuddled him tight. "Shh shh it's okay son." I finished shooting and felt the head of my dick pop out of him. I continued holding him tight, whispering gently that I loved him. "My pants feel all wet daddy!" He said, his speech still a bit slurred. "Spiderman just made a mess in your pants son - we'll get in the bath in a little bit". He settled down quickly and started snoozing again. I looked up at the ceiling, drifting off and thinking about what just happened. part of me felt horrified but mostly I just felt amazing. I started thinking about what I'd teach Scotty when we had our bath later and how much he would enjoy it. With that thought in my mind I fell asleep cuddling my little boy.