Stepdad and StepUncle fuck son during rugby :Bob Steel, SeattleDad, PeteMasters

The college dorm room was dimly lit, the only light emanating from the flickering screen of a laptop. On the bed sat Bob Steel, a hulking man in his late 40s with a thick beard and a hairy chest that stretched the fabric of his tight white t-shirt. Beside him was SeattleDad, his best friend and rigorous training partner. PeteMasters, youngest of the trio, sat on a chair opposite them, his naked body glistening with sweat after a long and intense rugby practice.

Bob Steel leaned in closer to Pete, his large hand resting on the boy’s bare thigh. “You played well out there today, son,” he said, his voice low and rumbling. SeattleDad nodded in agreement, his eyes roaming hungrily over Pete’s toned physique.

Pete blushed under their scrutiny, his cock twitching to life as he felt Bob’s fingers trace small circles on his skin. He knew what was coming, and he couldn’t wait.

SeattleDad reached out and grasped Pete’s hardening shaft, stroking it slowly as he looked into the boy’s eyes. “Such a good boy,” he purred. “So responsive, so eager.”

Bob growled in approval, his own massive erection straining against the confines of his jeans. He slid his hand higher, cupping Pete’s balls and giving them a gentle squeeze. “Look at you, so hard already. You love this, don’t you? Being played with by your daddies?”

Pete whimpered, his hips bucking into SeattleDad’s touch. “Yessir,” he gasped. “I love it. I love you both so much.”

“Good boy,” Bob rumbled, his fingers moving to stroke Pete’s taint, teasing the sensitive spot. “Because we love you too, baby. We love fucking this tight little body of yours.”

SeattleDad chuckled, a dark and filthy sound. “Such a good boy, letting us use your holes any time we want.” He leaned forward, his tongue flicking out to lap at the bead of precum forming on Pete’s cockhead. “Just look at this delicious little dick. It was made for sucking, made for my throat.”

Pete cried out, his head falling back as he felt SeattleDad’s wet heat engulf his cock. The older man took him deep, his nose pressing into Pete’s pubic bone as he swallowed around the thick shaft.

Bob watched, his own huge cock now free from his jeans and throbbing in his fist. “Fuck yeah, that’s it,” he growled. “Suck that cock, you filthy little slut.”

Pete was lost in a haze of pleasure, his eyes rolling back as SeattleDad bobbed up and down on his cock. Bob’s fingers continued to tease his hole, slick with spit, and Pete knew it wouldn’t be long before one or both of his daddies filled him up with their massive cocks.

As if reading his mind, Bob grasped Pete’s hips and lifted him onto the bed, positioning him on all fours. SeattleDad pulled off his cock with a lewd pop, grinning up at Pete as he reached for the lube.

“Gonna get this hole ready for us,” he said, smearing the slick liquid between Pete’s cheeks. “Gonna open you up nice and wide for our big daddy cocks.”

Pete moaned, his body shuddering as he felt a thick finger press inside him. Then two, then three, stretching him open and curling to rub against his prostate. SeattleDad worked him open diligently, his fingers scissoring and twisting until Pete was a writhing, babbling mess.

“You want our cocks, baby?” Bob asked, his voice a low growl. “You want us to fuck this tight little hole until you can’t walk straight?”

“Yes, sir,” Pete gasped, his voice high and needy. “Please, daddy. I need it.”

Bob grinned, lining up his massive cock with Pete’s slick hole. “Beg for it,” he demanded. “Beg for your daddies to fuck you.”

“Please, daddy Bob,” Pete whimpered. “I need your big cock inside me. I need you to fill me up and fuck me until I can’t think straight. Please, daddy, please fuck me.”

Bob groaned, his head falling back as he pushed forward, breaching Pete’s tight ring of muscle. He paused, letting the boy adjust to his incredible size, before sliding in deeper, claiming Pete’s hole with long, deep strokes.

SeattleDad watched, his own cock rock hard and leaking, as Bob fucked into their boy. When Bob pulled out, SeattleDad immediately took his place, slamming his cock into Pete’s abused hole with a grunt of pleasure.

“Take it, baby,” he growled. “Take your daddy’s cock like a good boy.”

Pete could only moan in response, his body jolting with each powerful thrust. The two men took turns fucking him, using his body for their pleasure as they stroked their own cocks.

“Gonna fill this sweet hole,” Bob growled. “Gonna pump you full of our cum.”

“Yes, daddy,” Pete whimpered. “Please, please cum in me.”

With a final, brutal thrust, Bob exploded, his hot seed flooding Pete’s channel. SeattleDad followed a moment later, his cock twitching as he emptied his own load into their boy.

Pete came untouched, his cock spurting uncontrollably as his daddies filled him up. He collapsed onto the bed, sprawled out between their large, hairy bodies, and moaned softly as they spooned him from either side.

“There’s our good boy,” Bob murmured, pressing a kiss to Pete’s sweaty brow. “So good for us, baby. We’re so proud of you.”

Pete just smiled, his eyes slowly drifting closed as he basked in the afterglow. He was theirs, body and soul, and he knew he would always be their good boy.