The Homeowner’s Son: Open House
Copyright© 2026 by StankDaddyReeks
Chapter 11: Monday – Logan’s Turn
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 11: Monday – Logan’s Turn - Nineteen-year-old Jack thought the construction workers renovating his father’s house were just there to do a job. He was wrong. What starts as lingering stares and crude comments quickly escalates into something much filthier — sweaty, raw, and addictive. Behind closed doors, Jack finds himself pulled deeper into the crew’s world… and into his own family’s darkest desires. A story of blue-collar lust, gangbangs, breeding, and forbidden craving.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Mult Consensual Reluctant Gay Fiction Incest Son Brother Father Uncle Nephew Gang Bang Group Sex Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Facial Oral Sex
Monday morning the crew returned to the house like it was any other workday.
They unloaded tools, hammered a few boards, and tried---for about thirty minutes---to pretend nothing had happened over the past week. The shame and tension were palpable. No one mentioned Jack. No one mentioned the endless loads, the wrecked couch, or the depravity.
But they all knew why they were really there.
Around 10 AM, during the first real break, the men started drifting inside the house. Jack was in the kitchen, still visibly sore from his wild Sunday. He moved gingerly, wincing as he reached for glasses to offer them water. He was wearing his usual tiny white athletic shorts and nothing else.
Derek was the last to come inside---and he wasn’t alone.
Walking beside him was his 19-year-old son, Logan. Logan was a lean, athletic boy with short brown hair and a nervous expression, clearly uncomfortable. Derek had brought him under the vague excuse of “showing him the job,” but everyone knew better.
Jack’s eyes widened when he saw the handsome new face. He was already sore and hesitant. “Um ... hi,” he said softly, big blue puppy-dog eyes uncertain. “I’m ... not really feeling up to anything today. I’m pretty sore.”
The men exchanged glances. Marco smirked.
“That’s too bad, Jack,” he said. “Because we’ve been thinking about you all weekend.”
They started on Logan first.
Big Tommy and Ryan grabbed the nervous 19-year-old, pinning him against the counter while they stripped him. Logan protested weakly, but his cock was already hard. Derek stood back, watching with dark, hungry eyes as the crew descended on his own son.
They bent Logan over the kitchen island and took turns fucking him raw. Vince went first, slamming into the boy with aggressive strokes. Logan moaned loudly, clearly no stranger to this treatment. Tank followed, then Kyle. The men were rough, calling Logan a “chip off the old block” and a “perfect little cumdump just like his dad raised him.”
Jack watched from the side, cheeks flushed, his own thick cock hardening in his shorts despite his soreness.
After they had all taken a turn on Logan, the men’s attention shifted back to Jack.
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