Raw Kinship
Copyright© 2026 by Tarl Cabot
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - Dave likes them young... Dave likes them Old... Dave likes themMale or Female. Linda gets off on helping her Brother have Sex.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Ma/Ma Teenagers Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Romantic Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Uncle Niece Aunt Nephew MaleDom Rough Group Sex Harem Anal Sex Analingus First
The morning sun was burning off the dew when Dave heard the pounding on his front door. He pulled on a pair of gym shorts and walked barefoot through the house, opening the door to find Alan standing there with Audra beside him.
Alan was red-faced, his jaw clenched, his hands balled into fists at his sides. He was younger than Dave by a good ten years, but shorter, soft around the middle, his body untested by physical labor.
“I know what you did,” Alan spat, pushing past Dave into the house. Dave closed the door and headed into the backyard. “I heard her talking to her friend. I know you fucked my daughter. I’m calling the police. I’m having you arrested.”
Dave remained still, his expression calm, unimpressed. “You want to sit down? Have some coffee?”
“Fuck your coffee,” Alan shouted, his voice cracking. He stepped closer, jabbing a finger at Dave’s chest. “You’re a predator. You’re sick. Fucking a girl her age.”
“She’s come on to me,” Dave said quietly. “She asked for it.”
“Liar!” Alan swung.
Dave didn’t flinch. He sidestepped, caught Alan’s wrist, and used his momentum against him. He tripped him with one foot, guiding him down hard onto his back in the backyard grass. Dave followed him down, Straddling his chest, pinning his arms with his knees. Alan struggled, his face purple with rage and humiliation, but Dave was heavier, stronger, his thighs like iron.
“Get off me,” Alan wheezed.
“Not until you tell me what this is really about,” Dave said, his voice steady. He looked down at the man beneath him, feeling the rapid rise and fall of Alan’s chest.
“You came here to confront me about your daughter. But you’re the one on your back. You’re the one making threats. What are you actually angry about, Alan?”
Alan’s eyes darted away. “You had sex with her. You...”
“And she loved it,” Dave said. “Didn’t you, Audra?”
Audra stood at the edge of the grass, her arms wrapped around herself, tears streaming down her face. She nodded. “I asked for it, Dad. I wanted to know. I went to him.”
The gate clicked open. Linda walked in with Tammy behind her, both stopping short at the scene. Dave straddling Alan in the grass, Alan’s face flushed and sweating, his shirt riding up to expose his soft stomach.
“Alan?” Linda said, her eyebrows rising. “What are you doing here? And why are you on your back in my brother’s yard?”
Alan blushed crimson. He didn’t answer. His mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air.
Dave looked down at him, studying his face, the shame in his eyes. “You tried to fuck her,” Dave said quietly. “Didn’t you? You tried to have sex with your own daughter, and she turned you down. That’s why you’re really here.”
Linda laughed, a sharp, sudden sound. “Oh, Dave. No.” She walked closer, her heels sinking slightly into the damp grass. “The entire PTA thinks Alan is queer. Has for years. His wife left him because of it. He couldn’t get it up for her if he tried.”
Dave’s eyes lit up. He leaned down closer to Alan, his goatee brushing against Alan’s cheek, his breath hot. “Is that it?” he whispered. “You didn’t come here to protect your daughter.
You came here because you heard what Tammy said about me. About my cock. You wanted to see if it was true. You wanted to know if I could do to you what I did to her.”
Alan’s eyes went wide. “No, I ... that’s not ... I’m not...”
Dave reached back with one hand, palming Alan’s crotch through his khakis. He felt the small package there, significantly smaller than his own, soft and unimpressive. He squeezed, feeling Alan twitch beneath him, and smiled.
“Don’t worry,” Dave said, his voice dropping to a rough whisper. “I’ll take good care of you.”
He leaned down and kissed him. Deeply. His mouth covering Alan’s, his tongue pushing past his lips, tasting his fear, his desire, his shame. Alan struggled, making muffled sounds, but Dave held him firm.
He reached down with both hands and tore Alan’s shirt open, buttons popping off, then yanked his khakis down, stripping him naked in the grass. Alan’s cock was small, half-hard, betraying him.
Dave stood briefly, shucked his own shorts, and his cock sprang free, thick, heavy, fully erect, dwarfing Alan’s.
Alan’s eyes went wide with terror and want. He tried to scramble back, but Dave grabbed his ankles and dragged him forward. “No,” Alan gasped. “I can’t ... it’s too big...”