Living the (Alpha) Life

“Now this is the life,” Matthew said with a grin. He had a martini in one hand, while the other gripped the blonde hair of the head bobbing in his lap, slobbering over his middle-aged cock.

“You said it,” replied Timothy, similarly engaged. “Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my wife... Fantastic pair of tits. Even more so, now that Danny has her on those growth pills. But after a lifetime of being the Alpha, it’s good to be able to lean back and relax.”

Matthew and his friend sat back in their chairs, looking out over the golf course they’d played earlier today. Each of them had their own attendant sucking away: young blonde women, as skilled as they were beautiful.

The Beta golf course was probably the nicest recreational area in Queen’s River. It was where former Alphas got to retire... If they had treated their sons well enough to earn it, that is. Those who hadn't been so nice tended to end up as servants or feminized fucktoys... But even then, you could often find a formerly-male bimbo driving around the range.

For the most part, the sons of Queen's River respected the men who had brought them up, and allowed them to live in relative comfort and luxury. In return, fathers were happy to help their sons with whatever they needed... Whether that was advice, business connections, eating out their wives’ creampies, or being feminized for their son’s pleasure. It was all part of their happy life in the OZ.

Sure, the Alphas-turned-Betas had more limited access to their wives’ pussies, but a bevy of horny teens were available at places like the golf course. They were always ready to service the former Alphas, refilling their drinks and emptying their balls. Well-respected Beta dads often received a sizeable allowance from their sons, so they were generally good tippers. As a result, many young ladies were eager to get jobs there.

No formal rules governed the situation, but for the most part people understood that this was 'the way things are done.' After all, there was a decent chance that the Alpha son would at one point retire himself, handing over the reins of the family to their own successor.

“And can I say, you're looking good,” Timothy continued. “A lot more like yourself then you’ve been in the past few years. Retirement's agreeing with you. It’s like I told you two years ago, when Danny turned 19: at some point you need to sit back and let the next generation take over. Take a load off... Literally.”

With that he grunted, grabbed the girl's head, and began pumping cum down her throat. She swallowed it eagerly, then gave the older man's cock a little kiss before tucking it back into his pants.

“A refill, Mr. Taggart?”

“Don’t mind if I do, sweetness. For my friend here, as well,” Timothy said, smacking the girl's ass as she went to get them another drink.

“Well... I mean, what can I say? I feel like I’ve come out of a haze, like I’m thinking clearly in a way I haven’t done in awhile. Melissa’s been great, really... But maybe what I really needed was some time off. She got a bit smothering there, in the end, and I just didn’t have the energy to put my foot down. She meant well, of course, but…”

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” Timothy replied with a nod. “Your Melissa, she’s a great gal. Very loving. But it was like she felt she had to carry you, and wouldn’t take no for an answer. How’s Brendan handling her?”

Matthew thought back over the past few weeks: watching Brendan assert himself, seeing him pounding away at his mother over the dinner table, pushing her down to her knees right there in the hallway...

“A bit of a rough start, I think, but he seems to be keeping her in line.”

“Chip off the ol' block, eh,” Timothy laughed. “Just like my own boy... Really settling into that Alpha role. He brought his mother and little sister with him to college, and he sends me pictures every now and then. I bet Diane never imagined she’d be back in college getting gangbanged every weekend,” Timothy said, pulling out his phone to show off a few pics.

“And your eldest? Jamie?

“Oh, she’s just fine. Finally over her daddy issues,” Timothy chuckled. “She’s getting married next spring, some fancy lawyer over in Washington.”

“That’s a universal free use zone, right? No claims?” Matthew shook his head. “I can’t imagine anyone wanting to leave the OZ.”

“Weeell,” Timothy began, “she’s always been a horny one, our Jamie. Even by our standards. She reckoned she'd get fucked a lot more up there... And from what I can see on her Porntube page, she was right.”

“Heh, good for her. Always nice to know your kids end up alright.”

“Yup, her cumbucket challenge has been on the front page for two weeks straight,” Timothy proclaimed proudly, showing off a preview.

Matthew grunted as he unloaded cum into his own attendant's mouth, still watching the video of his friend's daughter. Then he sat back, sighing contentedly as she cleaned him up.

“Yuuup,” he said, accepting a new martini from Timothy’s girl as she returned. “This is the life.”

Brendan was having a similar thought as he pounded away at his mother’s pussy, slapping her ass and grunting as he prepared to empty his balls for the third time that day.

“Fucking... Ngh… Take th-that... Ah... Alpha cock... Mom...”

“Yesss,” Melissa hissed, pushing her ass back against her son's thrusts and squeezing her pussy around him. “Cum inside mommy, baby… Breed me… Fill mommy’s womb with that thick, potent spunk!”

Hearing his mother talking dirty pushed Brendan over the edge. He grabbed Melissa's ass, gave her one more deep thrust, then started unloading deep inside her.

“Mmmm… Yesss… that’s it... Claim mommy’s womb...”

Brendan collapsed on top of her, kissing his mother's neck before slowly lifting himself off of her.

“Thanks, mom... I really needed that. I know I said I wanted to stay on SpermiZan, but damn if it doesn’t make me ****. Maybe I should cut back a bit?”

Melissa got up, her feet a bit wobbly after her boy gave her such a a rough pounding... Just the way she wanted.

“If that’s what you want, sweetheart. You're the Alpha, after all.” She kissed him on the cheek. “And with big loads come big responsibilities.”

“I’m responsible,” Brendan said, frowning.

“Of course you are, baby, of course you are. You filled out all your college application forms yet?”

Brendan shook his head, finding it hard to focus. “Y-yes, of course. They’re all ready to be sent out. But that’s not--”

“Good boy.” Melissa smiled, cupping her son's head and giving him a little kiss. “Imagine all those college hotties, taking your massive loads on their faces, their tits, their cute butts... Imagine Grace taking your loads…”

“Mom… Yeah, but...”

“And besides,” Melissa continued, patting her stomach. “Didn’t you have a project you wanted bigger loads for right here?”

Brendan grinned, his cock hardening somewhat at the mere mention of knocking his mom up.

“It’s your decision of course. You’re the Alpha. Your every wish is my command.”

“Right... Right. Maybe I’ll stay on the stims a bit longer.”

Melissa kissed him again. “Right you are, baby. Always making the smart Alpha decisions. Now run along, I need to get dinner started. Go play your new videogame.”

Brendan walked away, momentarily satisfied. His mother was right, of course: the **** did give him impressive loads and stamina, and he'd need it for all those girls at Queen's River College. It was just hard to think sometimes, being horny so much, needing release...

And why had he only filled in an application for the local college? Something about… Needing to stay at home…

Brendan shook his head. Why worry about that? He was the Alpha, after all. No need to sweat the small stuff. He’d ordered his mother to take care of everything a few weeks ago, so he could focus on the bigger picture. Like… Like… Like which videogame he wanted.

Brendan smiled as he sat down in his comfy chair, grabbing the controller. “Yeah, I got it all figured out. This… This is the life.”