Father figures

Jessica had noticed that after Rudy’s initial ‘Fuck everything in sight’ phase that had accompanied them coming to Queen’s River, his general debauchery level had gone down quite a bit. She’d associated it with her good parenting and him growing up at first. But it wasn’t healthy for him to go all night without having his balls drained.

Ever since drinking from her he’d been.... attached to her. As it should be, of course. Wasn’t it right that his mother was the most important person in his life? After all, he was certainly hers. And with that prick out of the way, it made sense for Rudy to be the man of the house. Her man. Her own little boytoy to do with as she…. “Where did that thought come from?” Jessica wondered out loud. All she’d wanted was to make sure that Rudy never left her, always treated her right. Unlike that garbage that called itself Rudy’s father.

But was that really the case? She asked herself. Or did a tiny part of her do this on purpose, making him fully dependent on her. Making herself into his personal goddess…

Jessica smiled. ‘And so what?’ she thought. Wasn’t it her right as a mother? Why should she give him up to some little skank who didn’t properly appreciate him anyway? Why shouldn’t he be hers? Plenty of Alphas around that took that view. Although from a slightly different perspective...but still.

She’d have to make sure he did have someone else he could count on in case Jessica herself wasn’t available or he wanted to go clubbing or something. ‘Boys have needs after all…’ Jessica thought. And she certainly wasn’t going to restrict herself to Rudy… not with so many delicious girls out there, all prettied up for the Alphas… Why shouldn’t she sample some herself? ‘Someone suitable… a nice girl who knows her place… someone, or several someones we could… share’. Well… for a given value of share of course. Jessica nodded. That was the solution. ‘Mommies have needs too,’ she thought and giggled to herself. ‘And maybe I should look into the Futa option again.’

Rudy watched his mom. “Nothing quite beats mom’s blowjobs, huh dad?” he said to the blonde bimbo who’d entered the room and had started to clean up. She didn’t answer. Rudy wasn’t quite sure what Jessica had done to her husband but the end result was the ditziest woman he’d ever met. Only good for cleaning and fucking. To be fair, she excelled at those. Bambi, as Jessica and Rudy referred to her now, had been an instant hit when he brought her to the sharemeet.

Sharing his mom had felt… wrong somehow. Though it was clear from the meet-up that most Alphas brought someone other than their mom he had the idea that none of them felt quite the same way about their mother as he did about his.

But then, these had all been brought up in loving homes. It made sense for him, Rudy reasoned, as he and his mother had really only had each other. His… attachment to her made sense. It had been a nice surprise that here in Queen’s River nobody gave him shit for being a mama’s boy. Hell, that moniker applied to half of the city!

His dad being a novelty was another thing he hadn’t counted on. While feminization of family members wasn’t uncommon, the degree to which his personality had been replaced was unusual. Even those who did give family members the bimbo treatment usually did so with phrases which temporarily induced a bimbo state. One of the moms that was present actually swore by it. ‘Feels like a mini vacation!’ But a full-time mindfuck was rare.

As a result, Bambi was gang-banged until she could barely stand, all the boys marveling at her massive tits and eagerness. The other Betas present didn’t seem to mind much, spending their time gossiping or servicing some of the other Alphas who were either waiting their turn or simply content to watch. Rudy had his first foursome while Bambi was made airtight right across the room.

But as time went on–they’d been here a few months now–Rudy found that other women might be attractive but they didn’t give him the same feelings as being with his mother. Somehow he just clicked with her, she knew exactly what he needed. Even before he needed it. Sex with other Betas and Locals had gotten stale somehow, a routine that he put himself through to avoid his friends mocking him. When he’d been fucking those twins last night he even faked his orgasm.

Even being blue-balled half the night was worth it to have his mom milk out his load in the morning. Rudy adjusted himself, the memory of his mother gulping down his cum making him hard again. Bambi glanced at him and then at his crotch, tilting her head as if asking if he needed to unload. Rudy shook his head, waving her away. It wasn’t her he needed. He looked at his watch. It’d be hours until he saw her again.

He’d thought about getting a girlfriend, or adopting a Local to deal with his needs when his mother wasn’t around but it never felt quite right without her there. Like… something was missing. Luckily his mother didn’t seem to mind. She seemed to enjoy his attention as much as he did hers. Rudy smiled, a few months ago it was unthinkable for him to eat out his mother at the breakfast table. Now he couldn’t imagine starting the day without burying his face in her snatch.

“Time to go to work, Bambi,” he said, getting up and grabbing the leash, attaching it to her collar. She barely needed the pull these days. Originally his dad had been offered the position of manager, but after arriving in Queen’s River their first stop had been Pearson’s. His mother had already arranged everything; all he had to do was sign the form. Billy had raged and raged but he’d been no match for the burly security guards. They’d already been informed that there might be some difficulties.

It was funny, the whole thing had been a bit of a blur. From his mother seducing him to driving to Queen’s River, everything was fuzzy. His mom had said it was adrenaline. The rush of getting out from under his father’s thumb. Of claiming his mother. Of becoming an Alpha. “Best not to dwell on it,” she’d said. And he hadn’t. He was living the good life now. In control of everything, pussy on tap. Why not let the past lie? And yet…

Rudy shook his head, pulling into the parking lot of the Dancing Jezebel. Jessica ran it instead of his father, she’d had an early meeting. Originally the owner, Hiram Voss, had only offered the management position to his father as a way to lure him here. But Jessica had impressed the Alpha somehow. Rudy didn’t know about the details, but the Voss seemed like a nice enough man.

Rudy usually dropped off Bambi a little later, but he had an early class today. He grinned, the club was always packed with hot strippers who loved attention from an Alpha before their shift started. And his mother always made sure there was someone there for him who was his type. If any of the girls thought it was strange that Jessica was always in the room and encouraging them while he fucked one of the strippers they didn’t say.

What Rudy did know is that since taking over, the club had been doing very well. She’d demanded, and received, a very large investment from the owner to remodel. She’d sacked half the girls, which weirdly enough did not cause any great rebellion and went on a kind of shopping spree. Since the grand re-opening last month, the place had been a massive hit.

The previous manager, the owner’s nephew, had basically just used the place as a harem that covered costs. Now it was the place to be. Not merely a strip club/bordello, it was an entire erotic ‘experience’. Whatever the hell that was. The owner’s nephew hadn’t really cared what Jessica did with the place as long as he still got to fuck the talent. After Jessica’s success, Hiram had given her free reign and shipped off the nephew somewhere else.

He’d protested a bit, but apparently even among Alphas there was a kind of informal hierarchy.

“Hey kid!” Hiram smiled as he left the building.

“Hi Mr. Voss. Have a good meeting?”

“Good?” Hiram laughed. “Your mom is something else. I wish my mother had that kind of head for business. I don’t know what she’s doing with those girls but I blew my wad within 10 minutes of sitting down.” He glanced at Bambi. “But then, given how she trained Bambi over here, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.”

He smacked Bambi on the ass, causing her to yelp. “Says good things about you son, having a Beta like that. Reflects well on you as her Alpha.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Hiram laughed. “How’s college going? Study hard, you hear? Don’t be like that wastrel nephew of mine. Kid becomes an Alpha and all he does is smoke weed and fuck pussy.” Hiram shook his head. “I mean, it’s not like I don’t get it you know, I did that when I just became an Alpha… but the kid is in his thirties. I love him, and he’s family but…” Hiram sighed, sitting down on one of the benches outside, gesturing Rudy to sit down.

“I tell you, I look at your mom, I look at how well you’re doing here… even just a few months after coming out of that situation you’re flourishing, man. I remember when I first met you, you were completely out of it!” Hiram laughed. “Shy little kid. I remember thinking, 'is this kid going to make it as an Alpha?' You wouldn’t be the first outsider to have issues adapting to their new status. It’s hard when you’re not born to it.”

Hiram smiled. “But now, you’re sitting there, straight-backed, good grades, community contributions. You’ve been here what, five months? And already I’m hearing from the other Alphas that you’re made of solid stuff. Your friends too by the way, Adam, Brendan, Jackson. New generation, showing us old folks how it’s done.”

Hiram patted the younger man on the back. “I like you Rudy, I really do. You’re like the son I never had. Joshua might be family, but if you keep up like this, there’s going to be a real job ready for you when you’re done with college. Not just an office filled with bimbos. But a real opportunity.”

He looked at his watch. “Shit, I told my mom I’d be home by noon. Gotta run, she’s making her famous blueberry pancakes. You’ve had them. You know how good they are”

Rudy grinned. “You better run then, Mr. Voss.”

Hiram stood up. “Good talk kid. See you later.”

Rudy watched the man go, he always liked speaking to Mr. Voss, made him feel at ease. Gave him advice, encouraged him… he looked at Bambi. ‘I wonder how it would have been to have had him as a father, growing up?’ In the end it didn’t really matter, Rudy decided. He was here now. Just like his mother had said, five months ago. She’d taken care of everything and their lives were definitely better.