This thread follows the story of Tau, a young Asian faggot who specializes in serving straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of his stories!
Here’s the way things go when a faggot begins to fall under the control of a straight Alpha: the Alpha starts off tentative as he explores the boundaries of this new sexual conquest … but once he realizes that anything is possible, he rapidly takes over the faggot’s body and mind. It’s that killer instinct baked into their genetics. Inescapable.
For little Tau, his new straight Alpha Tico (the maintenance worker at Tau’s hospital job) has been quickly ramping up his use and ownership of his new toy.
Notice the way Alpha Tico ups the ante in the following encounter from last week:
It was coming up on my lunch today at noon. He texted me his address. It was pretty straightforward. I didn’t have to go, but I did. Of course, I did. I can’t say no.
My suspicions that he was married and had a family were true: a daughter and twin boys. But there wasn’t much evidence that they lived here, at least not yet. I got more of a vibe that he shared this place with other guys.
He took me in a bedroom, pushed me down on a bed, and he started undressing from his work coveralls. I was worried at this point because while it wasn’t far from work, it’s not necessarily a quick trip back. He smelled like he had been working which I love. I ended up on all fours on the bed sucking an already rock-hard dick. When I could get my mouth off his dick for a second, he would pause long enough to get my shirt off and then he pushed my head back on his dick again.
He gave me the lube and told me to get my hole wet. I had to manage this while still going down on his dick. I had just enough time to finger myself some and he wanted to fuck. He made a gesture for me to roll over, smacked my ass to indicate he wanted it raised up, and he began a slow thrust in. It wasn’t particularly pleasurable but I’ve had more painful entries. I tried to grind some and fuck myself, but he got a grip over his mind and began fucking. Same position as Friday: He laid flat over my back, but this was more of a jackhammering bunny fuck.
My prostate and bladder took a harder beating this time. He wrapped his arms around me and pinned my arms to my side and I was just a fuck toy until he got louder and trying to shove his cock as deep as he could to impregnate me. Pure pump and dump.
This was the first time things were more on HIS terms. I was afraid of being late getting back but I was totally pinned under him. Between his impulsive need for sex, his lack of concern or affection this time – and the family photos – I understood he is designed to breed. That’s all there is to it. Maybe I give him some sort of free pass since I’m not a woman until he can bring his wife here. I’m a hole for him. He was back to his normal, sweet self afterward and even kissed my cheek and thanked me, but I’m there for his sexual demands.
There is something very charming about him. I know he wouldn’t really be “my type” in any boyfriend sense, but it’s hard not to be a little swept away by the terms of endearment, the smiling, the bright brown eyes, and just general sweetness. But today might have finished with that, but it didn’t start that way. And when it was done, we went to our separate part of the hospital and that was that. The charm offensive might make him feel good, it might make the game seem more fun, but now he sort of knows he doesn’t need it.
I’m so his bitch. I really don’t want to repeat today though, if at all possible. I was a mess the rest of the day. I could smell him on me occasionally. My hole felt wet and torn up. I wanted to shower sooo bad and couldn’t. Friday, when it ended with us napping together, it felt better of course. This makes me feel dirtier. There were plenty of times with Brandon that I didn’t particularly enjoy myself; I mean, I was getting punched and slapped. But something about the particular guy makes me enjoy it and feel fulfilled.
When a straight MARRIED Alpha gets this kind of unfettered worship and service, it’s easy for him to become like Augustus Gloop in Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory. He excitedly wants to try everything, experience anything, and enjoy the exhilaration of freed Alpha sexual urges.
And there’s Tau, caught in the firestorm.
I am really impressed by Tau’s honesty and frankness about the difficult situation he’s found himself in. What started as a simple blowjob has now turned Tau’s life (and pussy) upside down.