The Freshman: Extra Credit
Copyright© 2026 by StankDaddyReeks
Chapter 2: One Last Time
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2: One Last Time - Sweet and innocent nineteen-year-old Jack arrives at college expecting the usual freshman experience. Instead, he becomes the willing center of a nonstop sexual free-for-all that starts with his roommate Tyler and quickly spirals out of control. Tyler’s dad wants in. So do Jack's dormmates. A professor. A janitor and his son. Soon it's the entire football team and a fraternity. And when Jack’s own father and older brother visit, even they get pulled into the mix.
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
Mark clapped his big, meaty hand on Tyler’s shoulder and gave the room one last sweep. “Alright, boys. We’re gonna grab some dinner and take a quick tour of the campus before it gets dark. You three enjoy the rest of your visit.” He shot Michael a friendly nod. “Nice meeting you, man. Take care of that kid of yours.”
Tyler lingered for half a second longer, eyes flicking once more to Jack’s smooth, bare thighs and the tiny white shorts that had ridden up dangerously high while he’d been helping with the last box. Then he followed his dad out, the door clicking shut behind them.
The second the lock engaged, the atmosphere in the small dorm room changed.
The room suddenly felt much smaller.
Ryan let out a low, dirty chuckle and turned to Jack, who was still sitting sweetly on the edge of his freshly made bed in those tiny white shorts. “Well, little bro ... looks like your new roommate and his dad are gone. Think they noticed how hard Tyler was getting every time you bent over?” Jack’s cheeks flushed that pretty pink, but he didn’t deny it. He glanced toward the closed door, then back at his brother and father with those big blue puppy-dog eyes. “I ... I wasn’t trying to tease him,” he said softly, voice gentle and a little shy. “I just wanted us all to get along.”
Michael stepped closer, towering over his youngest son. His big calloused hand slid down Jack’s slim back and cupped one smooth, bare asscheek through the thin fabric of the shorts. “Bullshit, son,” he rumbled, voice already thick with hunger. “You know exactly what you do to men. Poor Tyler didn’t stand a chance. Bet he’s already half-hard thinking about you in the hallway right now.”
Ryan dropped onto the bed beside Jack, slinging a muscular arm around his brother’s narrow shoulders and pulling him in until their bodies pressed together. “Mark and Tyler seem nice,” he said conversationally, even as his free hand slowly slid up Jack’s smooth thigh. “But they don’t got what we got. No real bond. You saw it. They’re just ... normal. Polite handshakes. Small talk. They don’t share like we do.”
Jack shivered as Ryan’s fingers slipped under the hem of his shorts, brushing the sensitive skin where thigh met ass. He bit his lower lip, that soft, innocent expression never leaving his face even as his own thick cock began to visibly swell inside the tiny white fabric.
Michael’s hand squeezed Jack’s ass possessively. “That’s right. Thompson men take care of their own. We don’t leave a boy feeling nervous or lonely on his first day away from home.” He leaned down and kissed Jack slow and deep, tongue sliding into that sweet, willing mouth. Jack melted against his dad’s sweaty chest with a soft, breathy moan.
Ryan watched for a moment, his own cock thickening visibly in his shorts, then pulled Jack’s face away from their father and claimed his mouth next. The kiss was filthier, more demanding. Jack whimpered sweetly into it, eyes fluttering half-shut, one small hand resting on Ryan’s thick thigh.
They didn’t rush it at first.
Michael and Ryan took their time undressing their boy. Michael peeled Jack’s tank top over his head while Ryan slowly dragged those tiny white shorts down his long, smooth legs, freeing the heavy, already-leaking cock that slapped up against Jack’s flat belly. Both men stripped too, their big, veiny cocks springing free and slapping heavily against their abs.
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