The Freshman: Extra Credit
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Chapter 6: The Perfect Goodbye
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 6: The Perfect Goodbye - 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
Across the room on his cum-drenched bed, Ryan and Michael wasted no time. They pulled Jack back down onto the soaked mattress, his slick, spermy hole still gaping and leaking from their earlier loads. Michael lay on his back and hauled the slim blond on top of him, sliding his thick cock back into that warm, sloppy channel with one smooth thrust. Jack moaned sweetly, eyes fluttering, that innocent little smile never leaving his face even as his dad bottomed out. Ryan moved in behind him, rubbing his fat cockhead against the already-stretched ring, then pushed in alongside his father. The DP was effortless now—the boy’s hole was a wrecked, cum-lubed mess—but Jack took both of them beautifully, whimpering in that soft, wondrous way as they started fucking him in long, deep strokes.
On Tyler’s bed, the show had only just begun.
Tyler’s eyes were wild with pure, unfiltered need.
He ripped off the last of his clothes in a frantic blur, nearly tearing them in his haste. His hard cock sprang free and slapped heavily against his toned abs, already leaking and twitching with urgency. Without a single word, he pounced on his father like a man possessed, shoving Mark flat onto his back on the bed.
Mark barely had time to register what was happening before his son was straddling his hips, knees planted firmly on either side of his waist. Tyler reached back with one shaking hand, grabbed his father’s swollen, curved cock, and lined the leaking head up with his already-stretched and thoroughly lubed hole.
He didn’t tease. He didn’t ease down slowly. Tyler sank down in one smooth, greedy motion, taking every thick inch of his father’s cock in a single desperate slide. The fit was perfect — Jack had opened him up so well earlier that Mark’s massive dick disappeared inside him with almost no resistance, sliding deep until Tyler’s ass was flush against his father’s hips and his heavy balls rested against Mark’s skin.
Tyler let out a loud, broken moan as he bottomed out, his head falling back and his eyes fluttering shut for a moment in pure bliss. He could feel every vein, every pulse of his father’s thick cock stretching him open from the inside.
“Fuck ... Dad ... oh fuck,” he breathed, voice raw with lust.
Then he started riding — hard, fast, and shameless, bouncing on Mark’s cock with wild abandon. The wet, filthy sound of skin slapping skin filled the room as Tyler fucked himself on his father’s dick like he’d been starving for it.
“Yeah Dad, yeah,” Tyler groaned, starting to ride him hard, hips rolling in eager circles. He bounced on that fat dick for several long minutes, hands planted on Mark’s hairy chest, moaning louder with every downward thrust.
Mark’s hands gripped his son’s narrow waist, his eyes wide with a mixture of disbelief and raw, overwhelming lust. He opened his mouth to say something — anything — but before the words could form, Tyler leaned forward, feeding the swollen, leaking head of his own cock straight between his father’s lips.
Mark’s eyes flew even wider as the thick shaft slid across his tongue, filling his mouth with the salty-sweet taste of his son’s pre-cum. Tyler didn’t hesitate. He pushed deeper, sliding more of his hard cock into his father’s mouth until the head nudged the back of Mark’s throat.
Then Tyler shifted his hips, curling his athletic body over his father’s broader, more powerful frame, and the two of them locked into a filthy, desperate sixty-nine.
Tyler’s toned stomach pressed against Mark’s hairy chest as he lowered his mouth onto his father’s thick cock at the same time. Father and son began sucking each other with passionate, hungry intensity — wet, obscene slurping sounds filling the room as they devoured one another. Tyler’s hips rocked gently, fucking his father’s mouth with shallow, eager thrusts while he bobbed his head on Mark’s heavy shaft, taking him deeper with every downward stroke.
Mark groaned loudly around his son’s cock, the vibration traveling straight through Tyler’s length. His big hands slid up to grip Tyler’s firm ass, pulling his son closer as he sucked harder, swirling his tongue around the throbbing head and swallowing every drop of pre-cum that leaked down his throat.
Tyler moaned deeply, the sound muffled by the thick cock stretching his lips. The two of them moved together in a perfect, filthy rhythm — sucking, licking, and thrusting with raw need, completely lost in each other
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