The Freshman: Extra Credit
Copyright© 2026 by StankDaddyReeks
Chapter 23: The Last Night
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 23: The Last Night - 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
Finals week had turned the dorm into a pressure cooker. The entire floor was running on caffeine, panic, and very little sleep. Jack had still been showing up for his duties as House Mascot every evening — letting the brothers use him however they needed after long days in the library — but tonight he was back in his own room, helping Nate and Connor “study.”
The two boys had been fucking each other raw every single night for the past week, burning off stress the only way they knew how anymore. Tonight they’d texted Jack for a change of pace, and he’d answered like he always did — soft, sweet, and willing.
He was on all fours in the middle of his own bed, tiny white shorts discarded somewhere on the floor. Nate knelt behind him, gripping Jack’s narrow hips as he pounded into his ass with hard, steady strokes. Connor knelt in front of him, one hand tangled gently in Jack’s blond hair while he fed his cock into the freshman’s mouth. Jack’s big blue eyes were fluttering and glassy with pleasure, but that same soft, innocent little smile never left his lips — even as he moaned around Connor’s cock and pushed back to meet every thrust from Nate.
The room was quiet except for the wet sounds of raw sex and the occasional soft, breathy whimper from Jack. Nate fucked him like he was trying to work out every ounce of tension from the past week, while Connor took his time, slowly rocking his hips and letting Jack suck him at his own pace. Every so often Nate would reach forward and run a hand down Jack’s back, and Connor would stroke his thumb across the blond’s cheek, both of them treating him with a strange, almost reverent roughness.
Jack didn’t seem to mind being used as stress relief. If anything, the soft, dazed little sounds he made around Connor’s cock suggested he was exactly where he wanted to be. Where he needed to be.
The door opened without a knock.
Michael and Ryan stepped inside.
They had driven up to pick Jack up and take him home for the summer. The sight that greeted them was exactly what they expected: their beautiful boy getting railed by two sweaty, desperate freshmen.
Michael raised an eyebrow. Ryan smirked.
“Well,” Michael said calmly, “looks like we’re right on time.”
Jack blinked up at them with those big blue puppy-dog eyes, mouth still full around Connor’s dick, and gave a tiny, happy wave.
Michael and Ryan had barely stepped into Jack’s dorm room when the door swung open again behind them.
Tyler walked in, still in his hoodie and sweats from class, and froze the second he saw who was standing there. His eyes went wide, flicking between Michael and Ryan, and the reaction was instant. His cock twitched hard in his sweats, already starting to strain against the fabric as a flush crept up his neck. He didn’t say a word. He just stood there in the doorway, breathing a little faster, that same raw, desperate hunger written all over his face.
Michael glanced back at him, one eyebrow raised, while Ryan smirked.
Tyler’s cock kept getting harder, visibly tenting his sweats now, and he still hadn’t moved. He just looked at them like he was waiting — hoping — for one of them to tell him what to do.
Michael’s lips curled into a slow smile. “Looks like someone’s happy to see us.”
They didn’t waste a second.
Ryan grabbed Tyler first, yanking the younger man to his feet while Michael ripped Tyler’s shirt off over his head. In seconds they had him completely naked, clothes tossed carelessly onto the floor. Tyler’s cock stood straight up, flushed and dripping. Michael spun him around roughly and bent him over Jack’s desk, kicking his legs apart.
Michael stepped in behind him first. He spat once on his thick cock, lined himself up, and slammed balls-deep into Tyler’s tight ass in one brutal thrust. Tyler cried out, hands gripping the edge of the desk as Michael’s heavy balls slapped against him.
Almost immediately Ryan grabbed a fistful of Tyler’s hair and shoved his own thick cock straight down the boy’s throat, cutting off his moan mid-sound. Tyler’s eyes watered instantly, but he didn’t pull away — he sucked greedily, gagging and drooling as Ryan started face-fucking him with long, powerful strokes.
Father and son fell into a perfect, merciless rhythm.
Michael pounded Tyler’s ass with deep, punishing thrusts, his heavy balls smacking loudly against Tyler’s own with every stroke. Ryan matched his father’s pace, feeding his cock down Tyler’s throat until the boy’s nose was buried in his pubes. The room filled with the wet, filthy sounds of flesh slapping flesh, Tyler’s desperate gagging moans, and the occasional grunt from the two older Thompsons.
“Fuck, this boy’s ass is greedy,” Michael growled, gripping Tyler’s hips harder as he drove in deeper. “You love it, don’t you? Yeah you do!”
Ryan chuckled darkly, holding Tyler’s head in place as he fucked his face. “He’s been practicing on Jack all year. Now he’s getting the real thing.”
Tyler could only moan loudly around Ryan’s thick shaft, tears streaming down his cheeks while his own cock leaked steadily onto the floor beneath him. He was completely helpless between them — bent over, stuffed full at both ends, used like a toy by the two powerful Thompsons. And from the way his body pushed back eagerly onto Michael’s cock and his throat relaxed to take Ryan even deeper, it was clear he was loving every brutal second.
For nearly twenty minutes, Jack and Tyler were each busy getting aggressively spit-roasted in their room—Jack by his floormates, and Tyler by Jack’s family. Every now and then the two roommates’ eyes met fleetingly as they watched each other in the throes of ecstasy.
Nate and Connor finally unloaded—Nate flooding Jack’s guts, Connor painting the blond’s tongue—then stumbled out, still dazed and leaking. The door clicked shut behind them.
Jack stood up slowly from where he’d been watching, cum still running down his thighs and dripping from his chin. His thick cock was rock-hard again, bouncing as he stepped forward with that same soft, innocent smile. Michael glanced over at him and grinned. “You gonna join us, son?”
Jack didn’t answer with words. He simply walked over and pressed himself against Ryan’s side. Ryan laughed low and deep, grabbing Jack by the waist and pulling him in for a rough kiss.
They didn’t waste time.
Ryan bent Jack over the desk right next to Tyler. While Michael continued slamming into Tyler’s ass, Ryan pushed his thick cock into Jack in one smooth, deep thrust. Both boys moaned loudly as the two older Thompsons fucked them side by side, father and son working in perfect rhythm.
After a few minutes they switched. Michael pulled out of Tyler and moved over to Jack, sliding his massive cock into the blond boy’s already slick hole. Ryan took Tyler, pounding him hard while Michael railed Jack with long, powerful strokes.
Then they changed positions again.
Michael and Ryan lifted Tyler onto the bed. They bent him over and double-penetrated him, both thick cocks stretching his hole wide at the same time. Tyler cried out in pain and pleasure as father and son filled him completely. At the same time, Jack climbed onto the bed in front of Tyler and fed his leaking cock into the boy’s eager mouth.
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