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The Homeowner’s Son: Open House

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Chapter 3: Tuesday – The Crew Takes Over

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3: Tuesday – The Crew Takes Over - 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  

Marco didn’t waste any more time.

The tall, bearded foreman stepped forward, grabbed Jack by the waist with both big, calloused hands, and yanked the slim blond right into the middle of the living room. Before Jack could even gasp, Marco crushed their mouths together in a hard, rough kiss. His tongue forced its way past Jack’s full, soft lips as his hands pawed greedily all over the boy’s slender figure.

Jack whimpered sweetly into Marco’s mouth, his small hands pressing against the foreman’s broad, sweaty, hairy chest. His big blue puppy-dog eyes fluttered half-shut, soft and wondrous even as Marco’s thick fingers boldly cupped the massive bulge straining the front of his tiny white shorts.

“Fuck, kid,” Marco growled against Jack’s lips, palming the heavy outline of Jack’s cock. “This fat thing has been bouncing around in everyone’s face all goddamn day.”

Another worker---Big Tommy, the bald giant with the massive gut---stepped up behind Jack and grabbed two handfuls of his firm round ass-cheeks, spreading them shamelessly.

“This too!” Tommy laughed, voice deep and filthy. “Look at this perfect little ass. Should be fucking illegal.”

Jack was suddenly sandwiched between the two burly, musky men. Marco kept kissing him hard while Tommy ground his thick bulge against Jack’s ass. The rest of the crew---Vince, Steve, Derek, Kyle, Paul, and Tank---slowly stepped forward, encircling them completely. Eight pairs of hungry eyes devoured the sight of the tiny, smooth nineteen-year-old trapped between two sweaty, dirty construction workers.

Marco and Tommy yanked Jack’s tiny white shorts down in one rough motion. His massive cock sprang free, thick and heavy, already leaking. The two men quickly shoved their own pants and piss-stained, unwashed underwear to their ankles. Their musky, swollen cocks slapped against Jack’s smooth flesh---Marco’s thick and veiny, Tommy’s fat and heavy.

Jack reached down with one small hand and wrapped his fingers around Marco’s cock, stroking it slowly. At the same time he leaned in and buried his face in Marco’s sweaty, hairy armpit, inhaling deeply before licking the salty, musky skin with soft, eager strokes of his tongue. “Fuck yeah,” Marco growled softly.

The two big men lifted Jack effortlessly and carried him to the couch. Marco sat down and pulled Jack onto his lap, sliding his thick cock straight into the boy’s tight hole in one long thrust, with nothing but his own flowing pre-cum as lube. Jack whimpered, eyes fluttering. Tommy moved in behind him, rubbing his fat cockhead against Jack’s already-stretched rim before pushing in alongside Marco.

They both took his tight little pink hole at once.

 
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