home alone
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M through R › The O.C.
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
7,425
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home alone
in beautiful, sunny newport beach, something rare was happening at the Cohens house. Sandy and Kirsten decided to give trust in their son Seth and their adopted son Ryan and let them stay at home alone for the weekend while they went to Palm Springs.
"And you have our emergency numbers on the fridge and our cell phone numbers, pager numbers," Sandy Cohen said to Seth while he rushed out of the house.
"yes, dad, we're fully capable of taking care of ourselves." Seth groaned with annoyance.
At this moment, Sandy gave Seth a smirk. He looked out of the fron tdoor to see if Kirtsen was watching. Of course, she was playing around with her hair and fixing her makeup. Fucking whore. Sandy shut the door quietly and made his way toward Seth. He got about 2 inches from his face and gave him a pationate kiss. "Oooh son," he said in between little kisses, "I'm gonna miss your dick this weekend." Seth moaned just at the thought of him and his dad fucking. In fact, they fucked eachother almost every day and no one knew. So about a minute of groping and kissing went by and Sandy was on his way. Seth closed the door behind his hot father and when he saw them pull out of the driveway, he let a big sigh of relief out.
"Fuck yes," he whispered to himself, "The house all to my sweet sweet self. What shall I do with an empty--shit. Ryan's still home. What am I gonna do about him?! I had a whole weekend of gay porn set up."
Seth sat on the couch and closed his eyes, trying to devise some sort of plan so that his weekend of gay-fest wouldn't be disturbed. His mind soon trailed off. To Ryan.. he could just see his perfect body, all chiseled and his amazing six pack. Those soulful blue eyes and sandy blonde hair. He now had a new dilema. How was he gonna make Ryan his? He envisioned them sucking echother off in the poolhouse the whole weekend and watching porn on Ryans big screen plasma tv. He started to get hard just at the thought of Ryan. It was wierd, before now he had never even thought of Ryan sexually, but now all of a sudden it was the best fantasy he could think of.
At that moment he knew, this weekend was going to be all about him and Ryan, just fucking their brains out.
To be continued...
"And you have our emergency numbers on the fridge and our cell phone numbers, pager numbers," Sandy Cohen said to Seth while he rushed out of the house.
"yes, dad, we're fully capable of taking care of ourselves." Seth groaned with annoyance.
At this moment, Sandy gave Seth a smirk. He looked out of the fron tdoor to see if Kirtsen was watching. Of course, she was playing around with her hair and fixing her makeup. Fucking whore. Sandy shut the door quietly and made his way toward Seth. He got about 2 inches from his face and gave him a pationate kiss. "Oooh son," he said in between little kisses, "I'm gonna miss your dick this weekend." Seth moaned just at the thought of him and his dad fucking. In fact, they fucked eachother almost every day and no one knew. So about a minute of groping and kissing went by and Sandy was on his way. Seth closed the door behind his hot father and when he saw them pull out of the driveway, he let a big sigh of relief out.
"Fuck yes," he whispered to himself, "The house all to my sweet sweet self. What shall I do with an empty--shit. Ryan's still home. What am I gonna do about him?! I had a whole weekend of gay porn set up."
Seth sat on the couch and closed his eyes, trying to devise some sort of plan so that his weekend of gay-fest wouldn't be disturbed. His mind soon trailed off. To Ryan.. he could just see his perfect body, all chiseled and his amazing six pack. Those soulful blue eyes and sandy blonde hair. He now had a new dilema. How was he gonna make Ryan his? He envisioned them sucking echother off in the poolhouse the whole weekend and watching porn on Ryans big screen plasma tv. He started to get hard just at the thought of Ryan. It was wierd, before now he had never even thought of Ryan sexually, but now all of a sudden it was the best fantasy he could think of.
At that moment he knew, this weekend was going to be all about him and Ryan, just fucking their brains out.
To be continued...