Daddy's Blonde Boy

Here it is.

Pup Beetle has been getting nice and comfy while playing animal crossing!

Just like it had happened for years.

Just like the first time Captain was tranced by his Recruiter, at the same desk, where he developed the same fetish for the flag Luke now displayed proudly with a bulge in his Academy athletic shorts.

“Lucky Little Luke.”

Just like that, the boy’s consciousness was wiped clean. He stared back, unmoving, listening.

“Report deviant activity.”

Luke used to be an avid anti-establishment protester and activist in town. He knew the key players in the scene that loved to cause so much unnecessary disruption and thrived on dissent… and their strategies and secrets.

Luke blinked once as his shorts twitched. As if Recruit Captain Dean had direct access to every memory of his, Luke immediately spoke, drowsy but sounding so blissful.

“None to report, Captain. Communications among dissidents show no sign of activist tendency. Main topics of conversations are getting married, impregnating a wife, and raising a proper family, Sir.” Luke smiled through the haze in his mind. He had helped fellow men see the truth, even if it was totally unbeknownst to them. That was always Good.

“Good boy, recruit.” Captain remained staring, dead-eyed. Now both of them were twitching. By complying with orders, they helped the former criminals comply. “I will comply. Compliance… Is…. Reewaarded.” They recited as wet spots appeared by their members.

Fuck! Ok, just think, think. I know I had it in my room this morning… 

I traded up my scrawny ass for all this muscle… Then what… 

Then I used it to get this slick new wardrobe… Designer label muscle tees are pretty much my whole future at this point.

Then I was going to give myself a new car to replace my wrecked one… but I figured I’d wait and still carpool with Joey and his dad so I could tell Joey about it…

When I got in the car Joey was all nervous like I was going to bully him until I told him about it and gave him the same stud treatment…

Hmm… then he said we needed to work over our looks… Yeah, yeah that’s when we both got the faces of models…

And that’s when Joey said how he felt bad for his overweight dad… Him and Joey’s mom separated a couple weeks ago… Joey still wouldn’t tell me why, he just got all embarrassed again when I brought it up… I think it must have been some kind of issues in the bedroom…

I told him fine… But we pulled up to the school then so I said… We’d work on it this afternoon… DAMMIT! I left it on the seat instead of putting it in my backpack!

Whatever, I’ll skip my first class and go get it out of Joey’s dad’s car.

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…Out for his daily bike ride? Ugh, well I guess the fatass could stand to get a little exercise in… 

And either way, it wasn’t in the car so he probably picked it up when he saw I left it. I’ll just wait for him here–

“…Were you looking for me Timothy?” Did it just get warmer out here?

“U-Uh… h-hello Mr. Harris uh sir…” God Joey’s dad is built… That must be where he gets it from…

He smirked at me, setting his bike aside and adjusting himself… “Now Pup what have I told you and Joey? Just call me Daddy…”

My pants tighten as he squeezes my bare pectoral before reaching out and gripping the leash attached to my collar, pulling me down to the level of his manhood, visibly straining his shorts.

“Now come inside… You know Daddy’s rules, if you miss class, you need to be punished…”

I whimper with shame and excitement, as he presses my face to his manhood, I can feel the heat through the fabric and nod slowly.