During last summer's pandemic, I took in my college-aged nephew RJ for about a month, while he was going through a rough patch. He broke up with a long time girlfriend, his sports scholarship was in jeopardy with the cancelled season, and he was unsure about continuing school. His widowed mom and siblings lived on Kauai, so he had no support system here, other than me.
One day I heard some crying coming from the guest room, and when I opened the door, there was RJ on the bed with just a tank top and with a low cut black sock around his cock. He had obviously just hit his orgasm, and looked like a "deer in the headlights" when I walked in. Thinking how best to react, I bent down and grabbed the other side of his sock, sat down right next to him, pulled down my shorts and covered my cock with the dirty sock. Given the visual stimulation, it didn't take long for me to shoot a full load into that sock. RJ finally came out of his shock and gave me a big grin. I wrapped my arms around him with a big hug. Nothing more was said or done after this, and I felt it best to put the whole incident behind us.
This Sunday the family was finally able to get together for a post-pandemic celebration for Father's Day. At the outing, RJ pulled me aside in the afternoon to tell me things were going great now with school, sports and a new girlfriend. Then he handed me a small box and inside was a ziploc bag with a pair of low cut black socks. When I opened the bag and took out the socks, one was clean and dry, but the other one was soaked in what was obviously cum. He grinned and said he just "made it" before the party, and this was his way of saying "thanks for being there for me" as his pseudo-dad. I have to admit I was very touched (yeah, a bit aroused too) with the gesture and gave him a bear hug. Not being a father myself, I will treasure this gift.
One day I heard some crying coming from the guest room, and when I opened the door, there was RJ on the bed with just a tank top and with a low cut black sock around his cock. He had obviously just hit his orgasm, and looked like a "deer in the headlights" when I walked in. Thinking how best to react, I bent down and grabbed the other side of his sock, sat down right next to him, pulled down my shorts and covered my cock with the dirty sock. Given the visual stimulation, it didn't take long for me to shoot a full load into that sock. RJ finally came out of his shock and gave me a big grin. I wrapped my arms around him with a big hug. Nothing more was said or done after this, and I felt it best to put the whole incident behind us.
This Sunday the family was finally able to get together for a post-pandemic celebration for Father's Day. At the outing, RJ pulled me aside in the afternoon to tell me things were going great now with school, sports and a new girlfriend. Then he handed me a small box and inside was a ziploc bag with a pair of low cut black socks. When I opened the bag and took out the socks, one was clean and dry, but the other one was soaked in what was obviously cum. He grinned and said he just "made it" before the party, and this was his way of saying "thanks for being there for me" as his pseudo-dad. I have to admit I was very touched (yeah, a bit aroused too) with the gesture and gave him a bear hug. Not being a father myself, I will treasure this gift.
