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Trapped in A Dating Sim Parody: Tier 1

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Chapter 2

Chapter 3 Good Boy

Rutart was under Miauler’s care for days, unaware of the strengthening mana and stamina pool. He was lasting longer in sex, all of Miauler’s sexual knowledge was burned into him, mind, body, and soul. ‘Sex...is...amazing…’

Each time he slept he had really intense sex dreams about Leon. His training was complete and it was time to earn the money.

Miauler gave him some speedos to wear. “You should consider it a uniform in service to Master Leon.” He left and the blonde went to go look for Leon.

None of the other servants batted an eye at his undressed state. That didn’t change the fact the looks they gave him lit a fire inside him, his tiny tool pitched a tent in the speedos.

He found Leon out in the fields, he was using the force to wield multiple tools at once. It was truly incredible, showing focus, control, and power! Leon was doing the work of five men at once, while training his abilities in the process, and doing his work physically as well.

Rutart gulped as he watched the raven haired mob work under the hot sun, his muscles glowing and flexing as he worked. ‘He’s so hot…’ He squirmed.

“Leon!” The blonde called to him.

“Ah finished your training then.” Rutart blushed as Leon wiped himself with a towel. “Are you ready to pay with your body?”

He nodded, eyes transfixed on Leon’s muscles. “Let me grab a bath and we can begin.”

“Ah…” Leon paused. “Ahem, um may I help you?”

“Sure!”

Rutart joined Leon in the bath and even volunteered to wash his back. ‘His muscles are so firm…’ It was some skinship bonding. ‘He smells so good, so strong and manly…’ He was close enough to breath in Leon’s manly aroma.

The blonde was getting hotter, his penis leaking pre-cum, his nipples stiff from arousal, he could even feel his hole throb, his entrance parting in lustful hunger. “Nice job!” Leon praised. Doki~Doki~

Bartfort turned around. “Now you can do the front.”

Rutart gulped as he stared down the barrel of Leon’s mighty cock. The strong musk hit him like a wave. “Show me what you can do.”

He kissed the tip, once, twice, three times! Then he started licking, placing a hand on Leon’s hip for balance. He licked every inch of his dick, breathing through his nose and letting the rich musk fill his brain. The smell got stronger the closer he got to his balls, all that hard work made a man’s musk more powerful.

Rutart had to swallow his spit as the aroma had him salivating. The taste of Leon’s cock was etched into his tastebuds. ‘So good...so big...so yummy!’ He was enjoying himself, his penis wept onto the ground, his free hand came up and began to rub Leon’s balls, caressing his family jewels tenderly.

Leon smiled at him, the blonde was looking so cock hungry. He had hearts in his eyes.

Up down up down up down, he’s mapped his cock twice over but he was enjoying every lick. He finally made his way up to the tip and wrapped his lips around the head. His tongue helped peel back his foreskin and he began to suck his head.

Pre-cum spilled out, ran over his tongue and was eagerly swallowed. Doki~Doki~Doki~

He sucked his cock down, sucking and sucking, and by the time he reached half way he came. The blonde’s dick erupted and sprayed across the floor. Leon touched his head and he flinched for a moment.

Bartfort ran his fingers through his hair, he looked up. ‘So cute!’ He gave Rutart head pats. “Good boy!” The blonde’s face went red and he came again. His whole body trembling.

Rutart went at it, sucking Leon’s cock with gusto, he knew how to relax his throat and deepthroat him with ease. His free hand moved back and started fingering himself.

Leon moaned and sung his praises. Rutart’s heart fluttering with every praise. He was being praised for something he learned to do, praised for his service, it was such a rare occurrence. “Enjoy my cock good boy!” He came again.

Bartford’s orgasm came and Rutart drank his seed. “Mmmm~!”

The two shared a warm bath and relaxed. Leon held him, so sweetly and tenderly. “Are you ready to get out?”

Rutart leaned against him. “Five more minutes.”

“Alright.” Leon held him tighter.

-x-Leon’s Room-x-

“I want a seat.” Rutart got into position and Leon sat on his face. He was able to use magic to help support Leon’s weight. “Good boy!”

Rutart got to kiss and lick his ass, sending pleasure up the raven mob’s spine. He was praised for his effort. Leon read a book, enjoying his fine seat.

“Get into position.” Rutart got into Leon’s bed, he hooked his legs and brought them to his chest, making his ass pop out and his hole lewdly throb.

Leon grabbed some lube and mounted the blonde sliding his cock inside. “Ohh your ass is so soft and yet so tight, you’ve trained it well.”

“Ahhh~!” Leon gave him head pats.

“Good boy!” His heart raced.

Bartfort humped him, his balls spanking his cheeks.

Rutart’s legs went over Leon’s shoulders and the raven fucked him deep. He leaned in and the two kissed, Rutart kissed back using the kissing skills Miauler taught him to make out.

Leon kissed back with equal gusto, their tongues dueling and battling in a devil’s duel while they did the devil’s tango.

Rutart came, spraying his seed between their hard bodies, as he came he focused on clenching his heat tighter, increasing the friction on Leon’s thrusting dick. With a groan Leon came, pumping Rutart with seed. “Are you done?”

He shook his head no. “More!”

Leon put him in a mating press and fucked him silly.

Rutart came, giving himself a bukkake, and Leon filled his ass up with more seed. “More?”

“More!” Leon pulled out and Rutart rolled onto his hands and knees, shaking his ass. “Breed me more!”

Bartfort mounted him and fucked him fast and hard, making his cheeks bounce and jiggle. Leon praised him after each sex position. He was a giving lover, he reached around and jerked him to completion, or toying with his nipples till he came.

Rutart was fucked doggy style, side saddle, he even let Leon lay back and ride him front and back.

They repeated positions, and Rutart burned his stamina and mana to last round after round after round!

To say they broke a sweat was an understatement. Both of them were covered in a mix of sweat and each other’s cum.

Leon was laying back with his arms behind his head, Rutart was sniffing his pits and humping against him. “Guess you’ll be leaving soon.” Leon said sadly, Rutart stopped humping.

“Yeah…”

Bartfort wrote down a figure. “Ehh?!” Rutart couldn’t believe the amount. “What is this, there...there is no way…”

“Why are you surprised, you paid with your body, you earned every bit of that.” He could take this to Zola and maybe get praise. Leon ruffled his hair. “You were a very good boy for me. I hope your mother will be satisfied with this.”

“No…”

“Hm?”

“I don’t...want the money anymore...I’ll just take the normal tribute.”

“Are you sure?” Rutart nodded. “Do you...wanna stay here?” His eyes widened.

“Are you serious?” Leon kissed his forehead.

“I am.”

“But I…”

“You’re family right, so this place will be your home to.” Rutart teared up. “Hey hey what’s wrong.”

“You see…” Rutart told Leon how often his mother threatened him, that if he didn’t do enough she’d disown him and throw him out in the street or send him off to war. “She always said I needed to earn my place in her house.” His sister never received such threats, in fact she’d get him to do things for her by making similar threats and when he did her work she’d take the credit.

“That gives me an idea.”

-x-

Leon’s plan was put into motion as he sent the tribute to Zola by carrier and Rutart remained at the Bartfort estate. Sure enough Zola came out in a rage. Leon and Rutart went out to meet her, the blonde wearing the clothes he came in. “Rutart what is the meaning of this, the tribute hasn’t increased a cent.”

“Of course not mother, if you want an increase in tribute, you have to go through proper channels.”

“Why you miserable low down whelp, how dare you speak to me like this.” She stomped towards him. “You may be my son, but you are still a lowly male, you do as I say!”

“I tried mother, Leon said no. There is nothing else I can…” Slap! Zola slapped him, forcing him to take a step back.

Leon’s hand balled into a fist.

“Useless, I had a feeling this would be the case, so I took the liberty of having this prepared.” She revealed an official notice. “Consider yourself disowned!”

Rutart read the document, it was all true and legally binding. “Zola this is going to far, he’s my son to you can’t just…” She glared at him.

“Be silent, a woman is speaking!” She hissed. “I bought the clothes on your back so I’ll have you return them.”

Yes right there in front of everyone she had Rutart strip buck naked. He took the clothes off and handed them over. “You are really gonna disown your own son?”

“Feh, a useless man, look at him, who would want this useless failure. He has no title, no power, no money, who would take him in?” She would leave him penniless in the street, making him crawl and beg to be taken back, she’d make him agree to whatever she wished, he’d be a slave in their home, what little niceties he had enjoyed would be gone.

“I would.” Leon stepped up. “Since I hold the title of Baron it means I can legally adopt.” He revealed his own scroll.

It was signed by Balcus, Leon, and even Rutart. “What is this?”

“A formal adoption. Rutart is now officially part of our family, and should I rise in rank and become my own household he’d be the heir to that house as my son.” He wrapped an arm around Rutart and hugged the naked blonde close.

“Does this mean I get to call you daddy?” He whispered into his ear.

“Later…” Leon smirked.

“You...you can’t do this!”

“We can and we have. You named me as his father so I have legal rights over Rutart.” This wouldn’t mean anything in court, but since Zola disowned him that means custody went to the named father Balcus. Even if he wasn’t Rutart’s dad, Zola didn’t want to look bad so named Balcus as the father of her children despite having affairs.

As such Balcus could sign the adoption paperwork, Rutart was now in Leon’s care. Zola made this all possible by doing what she always threatened to do disown her own son. ‘Checkmate bitch!’ Leon thought with a wicked smirk.

Zola was forced to leave, having lost to Leon once more.

To be continued