Dad's Proper Place, Part 10

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Dad's Proper Place, Part 10
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After getting boned by his son, Alan cleaned up and returned to the bedroom. He knew enough not to sit on the bed with Rick after they fucked, so he sat on the floor at the base of the bed. Rick slid down and wrapped his feet around this old man's head, kicking him lightly and digging into him with his toes. Alan's cock was hardened as Rick's semen dripped from his asshole.

"I invited a couple of buddies up today." Rick said, "I'm going to go fishing. You should clean this place up before they get here."

With that, Rick bounded into the bathroom to wash up. He pulled on some jeans and an old t-shirt and then headed to the truck to grab his tackle box. In the meantime, Alan looked around the cabin. There wasn't much to clean, but he organized everything and made the bed. Then he started to dust the fixtures and surfaces. He was in a constant state of anxiety that Rick would walk in, and he wouldn't be busy cleaning. The punishment would be severe given Rick's mood. He assumed that the buddies Rick had invited were Lou and Wrenn. Maybe there was someone new. His punishment would probably involve being denied their cocks and then being forced to beg. So, when he finished dusting he started to clean the bathroom.

Rick walked back in. "Check it out pops." He had a stringer of bluegills in his hand. There were six fish, each a decent size. They would make a good dinner for the two of them.

"Good job, son."

"Clean them up while I take a shower, will you?"

Rick handed Alan the string of fish and walked past him into the bathroom. As he passed, Alan smelled Rick's odor and the distinctly fishy smell that came from spending time on the water. Alan cleaned the fish outside. Soon, Rick walked out to join him. He glanced at his phone and then said, "Get dressed, pops. My buddies are almost here."

Dad's Proper Place, Part 9

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Dad's Proper Place, Part 9
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After Scotty fucked his dad, Rick expected things to stay the way they were. He didn't anticipate that adding Scott to the mix would fuck up the good thing that he had going. For the first week, Alan put out just as good as he always had, but then he got lazy. Soon he was finding ways to avoid Rick and his friends altogether. Rick let him pull away. His dad had to realize what he was missing before Rick could remind him of what he needed.

Scott was completely undemanding and almost caring as he used Alan to get off. He wanted to get blown, but that was it. He didn't have much of a sadistic streak, and he'd shown no inclination to fuck with Alan's life. It was usually just a quick blow-job after school, and Scott hadn't tried to fuck him again. Alan felt like he was finally getting some time to process everything.

Things finally came to a head on a Wednesday when Rick had asked Alan to meet him and Lou at the park for a little bit of fun. Alan hadn't shown up.

Rick resisted the urge to speed home, pull his dad by the hair into his bedroom, and beat him senseless. Instead he looked at Lou and frowned. It was time for some reeducation.

When he got home he couldn't find his dad until he walked out of Scott's room about ten minutes later. Rick went down to the kitchen and said to him flatly. "You and I are going fishing next weekend. Clear your schedule."

Becoming a Rugby Bitch, Final Chapter

Here's the last chapter of this story. Thanks for all the emails and comments about it. I'll be posting some more Dad's Proper Place later this week.

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Becoming a Rugby Bitch, Part 20
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Some time after Coach Perry left, Ryder and Tyler woke up laying naked together. Ryder pushed his body against Tyler's warm skin. "What do you think will happen to him?"

"Bates? The Coach will go to work on him." Tyler said. "Make him into one of his boys. You saw the way Bates begged for dick. It won't take much to turn him completely."

"I never would have thought . . ."

"Me either." Tyler said. "But it was there. Lots of guys get off on submitting. The Coach is an expert at getting them to see it."

"I'd probably still be banging chicks and trying to figure myself out if it wasn't for him."

"Yeah." Tyler said softly. "You know, the Coach is probably going to ignore you for a while. He's got a new toy now."

"I kind of figured."

"I'll take care of you." He paused. "Really, I'm going to try. I get it now. I get why the coach likes to dominate you, and I think I get why you like it."

Ryder reached down and grabbed Tyler's soft cock. "You wanna prove it."

Tyler groaned. "I'm kind of spent babe. Just lay here with me."

He pulled Ryder into him and kissed him softly. They stayed that way for most of the afternoon.