This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
There aren’t enough superlatives to describe my incredible brother Michael. I don’t know if I’ve ever known another faggot with his kind of passion and reverence for the commission of faghood, and then applies a furious work ethic to fulfilling it. Honestly, I am almost ashamed of my output in the last five years in comparison.
Despite my embarrassment, I have been invigorated and inspired by Michael’s ongoing example. In particular, these recent developments with Master Theo, the son of Michael’s co-worker Alpha Master William, have really wowed me. Not only does Michael’s service create logistical complications, but it also forces Michael to tiptoe through the minefield of a father/son relationship as well. Not easy!
Master Theo ‘s new and increasing hunger for constant fag service is making the situation even more difficult. Read Michael’s latest update:
Sam, i have to say that Theo got His Alpha on really quickly and with ease. (No surprise here. As you know, Sam, an Alpha is an Alpha.) He just drops His clothes wherever when He comes home from school or practice or the gym, or on a date. When i come in the morning for His morning blow job, His room looks like a scene of devastation. After His shower, He just drops the towels wherever, knowing that i am there to pick up after Him. And of course, when He comes home from school or practice. His room above the garage is immaculate, His clothes are washed, ironed and put away. He still texts me three or four times a day to take care of His (apparently) always full balls. He is a virtual cum-producing machine — and what sweet cum it is.
He asked me if i suck His father’s dick and i said i did not. (i didn’t mention that i would suck William’s dick in a heartbeat if He wanted me to.) “Well, what do you do for my dad?” i explained: i bring His coffee, attend to His routine correspondence, clean His desk every day, polish His shoes, wash His car while it is in the garage. Theo was interested in the last. “You wash my dad’s car, faggot?” “Yes Sir, a man like Him should be driving around in a great looking car.” “Then why aren’t you washing mine, bitch?” Theo drives a little Porsche Boxter that William gave Him for His 16th birthday. Well, i am embarrassed to say that i never thought of it, Sam; of course i should have been washing Theo’s car. Like His dad, He deserves to be driving around on sparkling clean wheels. The problem is that Theo drives His car to school, to soccer practice, to the gym, on dates or when He’s hanging out with the guys. The only time i have to attend to Theo’s car is when He finally comes home for the night and has texted me to come over for His go-to-sleep bj (when He hasn’t brought some totally lucky girl or woman home with Him). So some nights, i am at work on Theo’s car at 2:00 in the morning or later. But, of course, as you know Sam, it is worth it — just to know that my Alpha is driving to school every day in a pristine, shiny set of awesome wheels.
Sorry for the couple of days delay in reporting in, but between Theo and His dad, and the two college jocks living in my apartment, i am kinda busy.
I laughed when I got to the part where Michael admits to embarrassment for not thinking to clean Master Theo’s car. I mean, I get it, but how much more can a faggot actually do???
As it turns out, quite a bit! I find it jaw-dropping to imagine Michael out at a car wash station polishing Master Theo’s car at 2am! How many faggots out there are willing to go to these lengths to please (essentially) four Masters at the same time?!?
But it’s this kind of selfless devotion that makes Michael such a superb faggot!