This is a continuation of the extraordinary story of a faggot named Nicky who is serving an incredible handicapped war hero Alpha named Thor. Click here to catch up on all of the posts in this astonishing tale!

After a long break, Nicky the faggot who serves war hero Alpha Thor finally returned to write his first time being fucked by his Master. I’d been bugging the faggot repeatedly for the next chapter of this amazing story. It does not disappoint!

Brother,

I thought I could share with you the first time my alpha really fucked me.

So a few days after my first sexual encounter with Alpha Thor, he texted me and said: Wife gone with the kids for a few days, come over for the weekend. To which I replied: YES SIR! I packed a few things in my bag, put on one of my favorite jockstraps and drove as fast as I could to his house.

When I arrived, I knocked on the door and heard: “come in.” As I entered my Alpha’s beautiful house, I discovered him on his couch, naked in all his glory, leg and prosthesis widely spread, his big cock hanging between his muscled thighs. A sight to behold! “Goddam he’s hot!” I thought to myself.

“Fetch me a beer fag,” he ordered me, “and get out of these pussy ass clothes.” Geez, he was in a dominant mood! I did as he ordered and gave him a cold beer from his fridge, then got on my knees, head looking at the ground.

He took a long sip of his beer, looked at me silently and said: “Turn around and let me see that pussy, bitch. A blow job won’t cut it this time.” At this order, which I quickly executed, I felt my boipussy already twitching, aroused from his words. I heard him take another long gulp of his beer and felt his huge feet starting to rub on my hole…I moaned, already excited like a whore in heat.

He chucked. “You like that, dontcha little bitch?”

“Yes master, I love it,” I moaned. He laughed again and I felt his toe pressing against my hole. I moaned harder. He chugged down the rest of his beer, bent down and started massaging my butt, kneading it like dough and slapping it a few times. “Better than a lot of females,” he whispered, “you’re in for a pounding…” He then proceeded to slowly enter my ass with his thick finger, playing with my hole as I was moaning and squirming under him.

After a few minutes of hard fingering, he spun me around and ordered me to make him hard. I took his heavy member in my mouth, giving my all to make him enjoy it, gagging on his thickness and length. When he felt like it was enough, he pulled out of my mouth, took me in his arms and positioned me on the couch as he took place behind me. I was soooo excited but nervous too cause I never took someone this big in my ass, and he was massive. I felt his head rubbing against my crack and moaned. Alpha Jay chuckled and started to press against my hole, slowly entering me. It was the most pleasurable and painful experience of my life, but it was so good!

He took his time entering me, waiting for my approval to continue, not wanting to hurt me, when I felt his big balls against me, I reached for him and held him in place to let my ass reshape to his huge dick. When I let him go, he chucked and whispered: “Let the fun begin!” 

He started thrusting slow but was quickly gaining speed, thrusting harder and faster, feeling his balls slap against me, as I was moaning loud and screaming. He liked to change his speed of fucking, sometimes slow and careful, others hard and fast, liking to switch positions. He fucked me missionary, on my stomach, and doggy style. I came three times before he came, after an hour of pounding my ass. When he felt close he moaned: “I’m gonna breed you bitch! Gonna give you my babies!” That declaration gave me another orgasm. He roared and I felt his big cock pulsing deep inside me, giving me all of his precious seed.

He stayed in me for a minute or two, thrusting slowly before pulling out and omg I was sooo full of his cum! He spilled out of me like a river yet I continued feeling full of his seed in me.

He smiled, sweaty, handsome. “That’s what I call a good fag fuck!” he chuckled. We repeated fucking all over the house that weekend. When I left, I felt so full of cum, it was like I’ve taken five pounds and I could barely walk. But I regretted nothing and dreamt to see this stud and his fat cock again.

Here you go! Again sorry for my absence!

Love,

Brother Nick

This is the latest entry in a series about a young faggot who met and began servicing a handicapped war hero named Alpha Thor. To read the previous entries in order, CLICK HERE!

So, about a day or two after he came to my house, Alpha Thor texted me to meet him at his gym. Boy was I excited! I dressed for the occasion. Tiny shorts that shows off my bubble butt with a pink jockstrap underneath, and a tight t-shirt showing my twinky shape. 

I got there and as soon as I entered the gym I saw him jogging on a treadmill, wearing shorts showing his prosthesis. I walked up to him and saluted him. I also asked how he felt showing his prosthesis to the people. He shrugged it off and told me you kind of get used to it. Seeing my amazed face at all that «big dick energy » radiating from him, he smirked and approached me slowly, hands on his hips. He stopped an inch or two away from me.

“Ready to workout, fag?” he asked. I shook my head yes, then felt something brushing on my thigh. I looked down… and saw the outline of his magnificent cock, rubbing on my leg. 

I looked up at him. He bent down a little and whispered in my ear: “Be a good boy to me and you might get a taste later.” he said, then walked past me. Still in shock of excitement, and I quickly followed him.

The next two hours were basically a never-ending tease for me. He spotted me while doing squats as I felt his big dick on my lower back and ass all the time. Same for when I benched (no plates though, only the bar, not really strong enough for any weights) and I got to look at his big bulge during the exercises. Seeing him workout was a delight for the eyes too. Seeing all his muscles ripple under his skin, bulging and hard, so sweaty. He enjoyed showing off his body too, often looking in the corner of his eye if I was liking to show, which I obviously did. It was like watching a god being forged. I practically drooled during the two hours.

As we finished, I went to drink and bent over to pick up my water bottle, I felt his big meaty hand cupping my ass. He bent over me, his huge penis rubbing on my butt. “Why don’t you go wait for Daddy in the shower, boy?” hé whispered in my ear.

I straightened my body as he did so and turned around. He looked at me deep in my eyes. “I want you on your knees, naked in a stall, fag. Go,” he commanded.

I got my stuff as fast as I could and ran into the locker room. I undressed and got in a stall as quickly as possible and waited on my knees, hearing other guys showering beside me. I was nervous another man would walk in on me. Soon, I heard the door of the stall open and Alpha Thor entered, wearing only his shorts.

“I don’t want a sound coming from you, am I clear?” he said. I shook my head yes. 

“Good,” he said and dropped his shorts to the floor. I had to restrain a gasp from my lips. His cock was amazing. A little darker than the rest of his body, his cock was big and thick even flaccid, hanging low on a pair of huge balls, as big as lemons. And the smell! He smelled like a real man, the best musk on earth. 

I took a whiff and then got to work. I kissed his balls and all along his cock, then started to lick his dick making him hard. A few minutes of licking and kissing and he was finally hard and omg what a cock! It seemed even more humongous up close, standing high and straight, thicker and longer than before. I put his head in my mouth and started to slowly suck that beast. He tasted better than I could ever imagine, like pure testosterone. I wanted to deepthroat him but couldn’t get the whole shaft in my throat as I gagged. I picked up the speed going faster, wanting, needing his cum. 

But it wasn’t enough for Alpha Thor. He took my head in his hands, gripping my hair, and started fucking my throat while groaning with pleasure. I was gagging and getting throat slime everywhere, but he continued to fuck my mouth pussy during long minutes, slowing down to go faster the next minute. 

As I was getting dizzy from the fucking he pulled back he started jerking off really fast, wanting relief. I massaged his big balls, mouth wide open. He groaned louder and moaned and I finally felt his hot cum on me. Jesus! He cums a lot! I had my mouth full of cum and everywhere on my face. But he tasted wonderful, pure manliness. 

He breathed deeply for a while as I was on the floor dizzy from the fucking and all the cum. He ruffled my hair and laughed. “You’ve been a champ today, fag! You’re going to be a great faggot, I can sense it!” he said, smiling. Then he left, leaving me on the floor of the stall, naked and on the verge of exploding with love and admiration.

There you go! Isn’t he amazing? 

Uh, YES, HE’S AMAZING!!! Thor is a perfect nickname for a Man of such supreme power and confidence!

One aspect I love about this story is the fact that Alpha Thor is basically a straight Alpha, but he intrinsically understands and embraces this dynamic between a Man and a faggot. It is pure and fundamental and primal. It is a dynamic that only Men can understand and appreciate on some unspoken level. 

Thank you Nicky for continuing to share this inspirational service story! And give Alpha Thor something special for us, too! We are grateful that Alpha like him exist in this world!

This is a continuation of the extraordinary true story of a faggot named Nicky who is serving an incredible handicapped war hero Alpha named Thor. Click here to catch up on all of the posts in this astonishing tale!

After the previous installment – when Nicky revealed his true status as a faggot to war hero Alpha Thor – there was a promise made that they would meet up again and start over as Master and servant. Little did fag Nicky realize it would happen the very next day …

So the next morning after I told him I was a fag and wanted to worship him, Alpha Thor texted me that he was coming to my apartment and I’d have to be ready for him. So I obviously, I went all out for him. I took all of my dildos, toys, and things I collected over the years for my alphas to dominate me out of my closet. I made sure I was smooth as a baby all over my body, then put on my best jockstrap, a red and black jock that really put my bubble butt on display. I was feeling very excited but a little nervous. All I wanted was to make him happy and make him enjoy everything. I just wanted to please him.

So finally, I heard my door open and I quickly got on my knees, looking down and waited for him in the room. I heard his footsteps and a light chuckle. 

He stopped in front of me. “Look up,” he said. 

I did as he ordered and OMG – It was some sight to see. He was wearing a black leather jacket on a white tight t-shirt that showed his thick pecs and abs through the fabric. He looked like a god. 

“Not bad,” he said, “you know how to behave when your alpha enters the room.” 

“Yes Sir,” I muttered meekly. 

He chuckled again. ”Good boy. Fetch me a drink, will ya?” 

I obeyed quickly and grabbed his favorite kind of beer in my fridge. When I came back, he was sitting, legs widely spread, on the couch.

“Good boy, come and kneel in front of daddy’s lap, will you?” he said.

My heart was beating faster than it ever did. I kneeled, eye level to what looked like a quite big package. He told me to take off his shoes then his pants and socks. I did what he told me, doing it precisely and lightly to not hurt him by moving his prosthesis too much. He watched me doing it smirking, then ordered me to massage his foot and thigh. I did, slowly and lovingly massaging the furry leg, feeling all the muscles underneath move under my touch. He sighed from pleasure, and I moved to his foot, spending quite some time on it.

After a few minutes, I completely was obsessed with it. Hypnotized. “You want to put it in your mouth, don’t you fag?” he said confidently.

I snapped back. It was the first time he called me fag. The words felt so right in his mouth. 

“Only if you want me to, Sir,” I said. 

He smiled. “Go ahead…faggot.” 

I eagerly put his toes in my mouth, worshipping each of them as much as I could. When I finally looked up to him, he was shirtless, leaving him only in his boxers which looked full, almost to burst. 

He saw me looking in awe at his package, threw his head back and laughed. “That’s what you wanted all along, right boy? That big thick alpha dick?”

My mouth was dry yet I couldn’t stop drooling. I could only shake my head yes. “Go ahead then,” He said.  

As I was about to pull down his boxers, when he stopped me. “Whoahhhh there, fag. Did you think you could have that cock without effort? (He leaned in, took my head in his hand, his face inches from mine) he whispered, “I want you to worship me like I’m a god, like I’m the last man on earth. Like I’m the only man who fulfills your desires. Worship me like I’m YOUR god.”

“You are, Sir,” I mumbled weakly. 

He leaned back. “Then prove it, pussyboy.” 

I slowly caressed it through the fabric, tracing the head, the shaft, every vein then the big balls, like sperm tanks. After some massaging, I felt him hardening, so I pulled out my secret trick: I pressed my face against his bulge, smelling his musk and sweat, feeling his size and warmth with my face. 

I felt his cock become harder and harder and Alpha Thor let out a little groan. Smiling, proud of myself, I got to licking that big penis through the fabric. He tasted already so strongly of balls and cock through his boxers. His manly smell was making me dizzy and so horny. I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Please Sir, can I take your cock out?”

 He chuckled, approached me and looked me straight in the eye. He grabbed my butt, found my hole and started playing with it. “That’s what you want, fag? My big cock?”

“Yes please Sir,” I said, my breath short.

He entered my pussy with his thick finger, slowly, stretching my walls. “Deep in you, make you feel full?”

“Yes Sir please, I’m begging you!” I pleaded, biting my lip. 

He approached his mouth to my ear, and whispered. “That won’t be today, fag.” 

He gave my ass a smack and got dressed as I was left on the floor, a horny little boy in heat. Before leaving, he got down in front of me, took my chin with his fingers and said. “Teasing makes the fun last longer, boy. Don’t worry, I’ll want more. And you will too.” 

He got up and just as he was passing the door, he turned around. “And don’t touch that pussy. I like my bitches tight.”

Then he left. 

And left me in pure and mad lust, love and adoration for him. 

This is a continuation of the extraordinary story of a faggot named Nicky who is serving an incredible handicapped war hero Alpha named Thor. Click here to catch up on all of the posts in this astonishing tale!

So at this point fag Nicky has accidentally met Supreme Alpha Thor and they have found some common ground. So far, Nicky hasn’t revealed the truth about himself to Alpha Thor. But that’s about to change …

So at that point, I was in full awe of Alpha Thor. He was my everything (and still is). We had been going out to take a coffee or a beer about twice a week for I’d say a month and a half. I was trying to give him as many hints as I could. I told him I was gay, I was a bottom, I never touch my dick because I know it’s only for real men… etc. He always had that kind of spark in his eyes when I was telling him this, like a tiger ready to jump on his prey. 

But a day came when I finally took my chance and told him. We were taking a coffee at a cafe on a rainy day. He had been telling me how he thought his sons (he has 4 sons) will grow up to be strong men and I looked at him and just said it. 

“Im a faggot,” I mumbled. 

“Yeah, I know,” he said, drinking his coffee. I was kind of dumbstruck. I thought I could hide my faggotry pretty well (except when I’m dropping hints).

“What?” I said, shocked. 

“Yeah, I know you’re a fag. That you serve alphas and all that stuff,” said Alpha Thor nonchalantly. “I’m not new to that game you know. I knew it the moment I met you.” 

“Wait, what?” I said, still struggling to find words. Then, he told me that back in the military when he was in service, Men there kind of teach each other who’s a fag and who’s alpha. He told me deployments were really long sometimes and they didn’t really see a woman often around. So, they all determined who takes it up the ass and who’s ruling. 

I found that so hot and really arousing. I asked him about his first time. He said it was around his second or third month of deployment on his first year of service. He was 19. He told me he had balls so full of cum that they were feeling really heavy and tight. That’s when he complained to his friend about it, who then pointed a guy and told him “that’s a fag” and explained it all to him. That night his balls were finally emptied down his first fag throat. 

I felt my bussy getting puffier as I got so aroused by his story. 

“So you want to be my fag?” asked Alpha Thor point-blank. “Do you think you can handle it? I’m quite the fucker…( he leaned in) and dominating.” 

“Yes Sir,” I said, stammering, “I need to be your faggot … that’s all I hope for.”

“Good,” he said, “that’ll be fun.” He leaned back smirking, then winked at me.

He accompanied me to my apartment that evening and told me to be ready tomorrow for my first duty. He groped my butt with his big hands and said, “You won’t recognize yourself with everything I’ll make you do!” 

And then he went home. 

That night I didn’t even touch my pussy. I wanted to be as tight as possible just for his pleasure, to please him and him only. 

WOW!

The one thing about this story that gives me a gigantic WIDE-ON is Alpha Thor’s titanic personality and confidence. His disability is a NON-ISSUE in comparison to the supernova of his Alphahood!

Kudos to fag Nicky for showing such bravery in the face of overwhelming power and Masculinity! It’s a humbling and terrifying thing to open up to an Alpha who could destroy you physically and emotionally. I’m so proud of this faggot brother!

Coming up soon: They finally seal the deal! Stay tuned! 

This is a follow-up to this extraordinary Questions From Readers from two days ago from a faggot who is serving a handicapped ex-military Alpha. Go read it!

I must say that the above-referenced message from an anonymous faggot about his relationship with a one-legged war hero Alpha was one of the most spine-tingling missives I’ve ever received on this blog. My heart was racing with excitement after reading and publishing it.

So you can imagine my excitement when the faggot contacted me to tell me his story in greater detail!! The fag said his name was Nicky. His Alpha is married with four kids, and for this series his pseudonym will be Alpha Thor (this was the idea of the Alpha, and I loved it). 

So here is the first installment:

So my name is Nicky, I’m 26 years old and I’m working as a yoga teacher. I’m quite a small guy, about 5’6, with blond hair and big green eyes. I was new to this town that I just settled down in. 

One of my college friends was staying at the hospital there because of some surgery so I paid her a visit. On my way to her room, not looking where I was going, I bumped in another guy. Man, this was a MAN. I felt immediately so submissive (I know how to recognize alphas at that point; I’ve been serving for 4 years). He was really tall about 6’5 or 6’6, muscled like working out was his life and handsome like an angel. Dark brown hair, rugged face with a shadow of a beard. Everything about him breathed like respect and masculinity but his deep blue eyes were sweet and gentle. 

He stepped back, wincing a little in pain while holding his leg. 

“Are you ok?” I said ( I’m not used to hurting people, I mean my shape is not threatening at all)

“No it’s ok,” he said, “I just came back from a fitting for this and it’s just a little uncomfortable.” He motioned toward his prosthesis. He smiled at me and I already felt so relieved and happy.

“No big deal little guy,” he said, patting my back and continuing on his way. I looked at him walking away and went to see my friend.

On my way out, I bumped into him again. I was feeling so embarrassed.

“Hey! Don’t make a habit out of it!” he said, laughing. I told him I was so sorry and I’d buy him a coffee as an excuse. He accepted and we went into a cafe.

We talked for almost 3 hours. He told me his name was Thor, he was 32 years old, was married and had 4 kids the youngest being 2 months old. He told me he was in the military before and that’s where he lost his leg. He told me that he lost it while trying to save a mother and her three kids in a bombarded area and he sacrificed himself by shielding them from a bomb. He told me he was lucky to only have lost his leg and not his life and was just grateful to be alive. He told me he was just so happy that the family could make it out alive too. 

At that point, I was just madly in love with him. It was the first time in my life I met an alpha male so kind and nice and giving while staying manly and breathing respect and dominance. We exchanged numbers and I went home.

Later that night he texted me that he really liked meeting me and was hoping to see me again soon. I went to sleep so happy to now be in this amazing man’s life. 

Nicky showed tremendous boldness and tenacity in the face of a hulking Alpha presence, didn’t he? And Alpha Thor showed great humor and kindness to the inferior bumping into him constantly! 

The next installment is a real thriller, let me tell you. It’s coming tomorrow. Hold on tight!

– sam the faggot

Im a fag serving an ex-military who lost his leg cause he sacrificed his self for other people while trying to save them and a bomb exploded that lead to the loss of his leg. (Btw I think that’s the MOST alpha thing in the world just acting like that WOW) and he told me he always (since his accident) had difficulty finding fags cause they didn’t wanted to serve an alpha who is « broken ».I could see he was hurt by that and that made me so mad! Like he deserves all the fags in the world!

My dear anonymous brother … I love you for this! 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Your story of service to this Supreme Alpha would make a wonderful post around here. If you can, please write to me sometime at fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com.

All I can say is shame on any faggot who made this great Man feel less than the real-life superhero he is! I am SO PROUD OF YOU for not only serving him, but also giving him the WORSHIP his Alpha soul craves. I can hear it in your words … the love, admiration, and respect you carry in your heart for him.

Any Man would love to own a faggot like you, brother. However, I’m glad THIS Man does!

I hope to hear from you soon! Thank you again!

I love you, brother!

sam