The Freshman: Extra Credit
Copyright© 2026 by StankDaddyReeks
Chapter 15: Home for the Holidays
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 15: Home for the Holidays - When Jack heads off to college and his sweet, innocent charm begins pulling in his new roommate, the roommate’s dad, a janitor and his son, his dormmates, the football team, a fraternity, and eventually much of the campus, Jack discovers that his family’s very special brand of closeness travels with him — and only gets filthier.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Mult Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Gay Fiction School Incest Son Father Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Facial Fisting Oral Sex
The semester finally ended the week before Christmas. The dorm hallways emptied out, suitcases rolled down the stairs, and Jack and Tyler packed up the last of their things from the wrecked room. The mattress was beyond saving, the sheets little more than stiff rags held together by dried cum. Tyler zipped his duffel and glanced at Jack, who was folding his tiny white shorts with that same sweet, innocent care.
“My family’s doing Christmas at home this year,” Tyler said casually. “Dad already said it’s cool if you come with me.”
Jack’s big blue puppy-dog eyes lit up. “Really? I’d love that. My family never does anything special for the holidays.”
Tyler smiled, a little guilty, a little excited. “Great. Pack light. We leave tomorrow.”
Later that afternoon, while Jack was carefully rolling up another pair of tiny white shorts, his phone rang. It was Michael.
“Hey, buddy,” his dad’s deep voice came through the speaker, warm and relaxed. “Just wanted to let you know Ryan and I are heading out on a father-son fishing trip up North for the holidays. We’ve been talking about doing something like this for a while. You okay with that? Tyler’s Dad said you’re welcome to spend Christmas with them.”
Jack smiled softly, big blue eyes soft with understanding. “That sounds really nice, Dad. Have fun with Ryan. Tell him I said hi.”
Michael chuckled. “Will do. Love you, kid. Merry Christmas.”
As Jack hung up, he had no idea how much had changed between his father and older brother since he’d left for college. Every night since Jack moved into the dorm, Michael and Ryan had grown extremely close—sharing a bed, sharing each other’s bodies, devouring one another with the same hungry, no-limits passion they’d once reserved for Jack. The father-son fishing trip wasn’t just a vacation; it was the formalization of their new, unbreakable devotion to each other.
The drive home with Tyler was quiet and easy. When they pulled into the driveway of Tyler’s modest two-story house, Mark was waiting on the porch in jeans and a flannel shirt, looking every bit the normal, hardworking dad. He clapped Tyler on the back and gave Jack a firm, friendly handshake, eyes warm but carefully neutral.
“Glad you could join us, Jack. It’s good to see you again.” Mark’s voice was perfectly casual, like the wild time at the dorm had never happened. He didn’t let on just how happy he was to see Jack again. Tyler matched the tone, laughing about classes and pretending everything between him and his father was exactly as it had always been.
That evening Tyler’s older brother Caleb came home from his own college break. Caleb was twenty, lean and athletic with the same brown hair as Tyler but a softer, almost boyish face and an easy, flirtatious grin. He knew nothing about what had gone on at university—nothing about the football team, the dorm gangbang, or the secret things his dad and brother had done together. The moment Caleb’s eyes landed on Jack, he was smitten.
“Damn ... you’re the roommate?” Caleb said, unable to hide the way his gaze drifted down Jack’s smooth legs and the tiny white shorts that clung to his body. “Tyler didn’t say you were ... well, he didn’t tell me much about you.”
Jack just smiled that soft, sweet, innocent smile and offered a shy little wave. “Hi. It’s really nice to meet you.”
The four of them had a normal family dinner—pizza, football on TV, small talk about classes and holiday plans. Mark and Tyler acted perfectly normal, never once letting anything slip. But Caleb couldn’t stop staring at Jack.
Later that night, after Mark had gone to bed, Caleb knocked softly on the guest room door where Jack was staying. Tyler had already crashed in his own room down the hall.
“Hey ... you still up?” Caleb asked, stepping inside. He was shirtless, wearing only loose basketball shorts, his cock already half-hard against the fabric.
Jack sat up in bed wearing nothing but the tiny white shorts, big blue eyes blinking sleepily. “Yeah ... couldn’t really sleep.”
Caleb closed the door behind him. “I’ve been thinking about you since I saw you at dinner.” His voice was low, hungry. “You’re ... really fucking pretty, Jack.”
Jack tilted his head, that innocent little smile curving his lips. “You think so?”
Caleb crossed the room in two strides and climbed onto the bed. He kissed Jack slow and deep at first, then harder, hands roaming over the blond’s smooth chest and down to the front of those tiny shorts. Jack moaned sweetly into his mouth, melting against him exactly like he always did. Caleb peeled the shorts down Jack’s long legs, freeing the thick, heavy cock that sprang up hard and leaking.
“Fuck, you’re huge,” Caleb breathed, wrapping his hand around it and stroking. Jack just whimpered softly, big blue eyes half-lidded as he let Caleb explore.
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