The Freshman: Extra Credit
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Chapter 5: You Know What You Really Want
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 5: You Know What You Really Want - 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
Michael and Ryan exchanged a single knowing look from Jack’s ruined bed and smirked. They’d seen that exact glazed, helpless expression on plenty of faces before. Mark was done for. Jack had the big, powerful man wrapped around his little finger already.
Jack’s small hand went straight for the dark, spreading wet spot in the front of Mark’s shorts. He squeezed the thick, leaking bulge firmly, feeling the man’s stiff curved cock throb against his palm. Tyler stood a few feet away, eyes wide with stunned wonder, watching his beautiful new roommate—still naked, still streaked with cum, enormous cock jutting out hard and dripping—seduce his own masculine, rippled, powerful father.
Jack stepped in close, pressing his slim, cum-slick body against Mark’s. His own heavy dick rubbed hot and insistent along the older man’s thick thigh while his hand kept working that leaking bulge in slow, teasing strokes. “It’s okay,” Jack whispered sweetly, big blue puppy-dog eyes locked upward. “Just feel how much you want this.”
Ryan moved in behind Mark like a helpful big brother, reaching around the stunned man to unbutton his shirt one by one. He peeled the damp fabric off Mark’s broad, hairy chest and tossed it aside. A thick wave of ripe, masculine pit funk rolled into the small dorm room—strong, salty sweat from the long moving day, deep and musky, the kind of raw, working-man scent that had been trapped under layers of cotton all afternoon.
Jack didn’t hesitate. He rose up on his toes, buried his pretty face in Mark’s sweaty right armpit, and licked a long, slow stripe right through the damp hair. Mark gasped, a broken moan escaping him as his body shuddered. Ryan’s hands were already at Mark’s belt, popping the button and dragging the zipper down. The shorts slid to the floor and Mark’s stiff, curved boner sprang free—thick, veiny, and already drooling—slapping heavily against Jack’s own throbbing cock.
Jack smiled that soft, innocent little smile and wrapped his small hand around both their dicks, squeezing them together. The fat heads kissed, smearing pre-cum against each other as he stroked them slowly. “See?” he murmured sweetly up at Mark. “Feels so natural, doesn’t it?”
He guided the bigger man by the dick—literally leading him by his hard, leaking cock—across the room to Tyler’s still-mostly-clean bed. Jack dropped to his knees and took Mark into his warm, wet mouth in one smooth motion, sucking him deep with soft, worshipful moans. He worked the man expertly, tongue swirling, throat relaxing, eyes fluttering up at Mark with pure, wondrous innocence the entire time. But every time Mark’s hips started to buck and his balls drew tight, Jack pulled back with a gentle pop, smiling sweetly. “Not yet,” he whispered. “I want you to really feel it.”
Mark could only groan, chest heaving.
Jack climbed up onto the bed, his small, smooth body glowing with a light sheen of sweat. He swung one leg over Mark’s hips and straddled the big man’s massive, throbbing cock. Reaching back, he lined the thick, veiny shaft up with his slick hole and slowly lowered himself down.
“Oh, God...” Mark groaned deeply as Jack’s tight ring stretched open around the fat head, then sank lower, inch by inch, until their balls pressed together and Jack was fully seated. The boy let out a soft, breathy moan, his big blue eyes fluttering in pleasure as he adjusted to the enormous girth filling him so completely.