Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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Dilton's POV
The morning after, I find Jason and my mother in the kitchen. They're giggling at each other as if they're the only people here and it is so disgusting!
Ugh! I want to puke my guts out or pull my eyes out of their sockets. Not hiding my disdain, I roll my eyes and scoff at them but that doesn't stop them from almost dry humping at each other. Worse, they even stay closer together!
Oh god! They're the worst! Especially Jason, how can he act like this with my mother after what we did last night?!
What? Does that mean nothing to him? I thought we're really going somewhere! How can he do that to me and suddenly ignore me?!
I sit across from them and try to catch Jason's attention but I guess he would rather eat my mother's neck than explain to me what the heck happened.
I huff and begin eating my pancakes but I stop midway when I see Jason staring right at me while putting half-assed open mouthed kisses on my mother's neck but before I could think of it, he focuses back on eye-smiling at Mom.
Asshole!
I clench my jaw and walk towards behind the kitchen counter to get the cereal from the cupboard, suddenly craving for it.
Then, I hear Mom saying, "Where are you going honey?" She sounds so desperate to have Jason back.
I mentally roll my eyes. Slut much?!
"Just here."
Before I could turn my head to see where Jason is heading, I feel a warm body plastered right behind me.
"I will just get this syrup here."
I look up and find him trying to reach for nothing!!! What the hell is he doing?! He's literally just dry humping me. Or maybe, I'm just assuming?! But what the eff? His huge hard cock is literally plastered on my ass, fucking my clothed ass. Just like last night.
Oh god! Yes!
The funny thing is he's not being shameful about it because he's hardening his movement more but when I look up at him to try to see if his sexy eyes are at me, I'm disappointed to see him looking up at the cupboard.
Before I could wrap my arm around his back to pull him closer or maybe pull my shorts down to try to lure him to stick it in my hole, wanting nothing to be fucked while my mother is thereβ maybe I can try if porn themes can happen in reality.
Only if my mother is as dumb as those porn characters that they can't feel someone's fucking behind them.
But she's not. Sadly. Ugh. If only.
"Honey?" I hear my mother calls. Almost immediately, Jason moves away and finally reaches for the syrup.
"Sorry, had a hard time finding this."
I suddenly feel don't like eating, not when I can feel my hard dick slowly tenting in my pants.
"Dilton! You haven't eaten anything yet."
"I'm done. I'll take a shower, I'll be late for class."
"Alright."
I run upstairs in my room and quickly pull my shorts down. I imagine Jason fucking me against the kitchen counter...
Or maybe he can fuck me hard against that table we're eating at, I'll be riding the hell out of his fucking cock while we're sat on the table! Or he can spread my legs wide and eat my ass out!
I can be his goddamned breakfast than mother's tasteless cooking.
I suck my fingers in my mouth and enter them in my hole imagining that it's Jason's wet tongue instead. I quietly moan. God, I can just imagine Jason will be so rough on me!!! Not my mother! Me!
Oh god! Yes! I would love that to happen! I'm sure Jason too.