This is a continuation of the story of frat fag, the formerly straight college male who discovered that he was truly a faggot when he was dominated and taken by a college Alpha named Duke. If you want to catch up, you can click on this link for all of the previous installments in this fascinating story. 

So frat fag had a rough reintroduction to Alpha Duke’s powerful cock after the start of school (read PART ONE here!), but he was, of course, ravished in a good way. It never ceases to amaze me how well frat fag has adjusted to his totally new existence as a faggot in service to powerful Men! Frat fag is reading these, so tell him below how you feel about his transformation!

Anyway, there was more involved in frat fag’s latest missive, and I felt like it deserved its own post. This one involves the return of Alpha Duke’s partner-in-crime, Alpha Bishop (click here to read Bishop’s introduction). And it’s a stunner!

So here is frat fag with his story:

About a week ago though, there was another visit from Bishop because he wanted to hang out with Duke and use me again. So while he and Duke played video games I was ordered to suck them both off. I continued alternating back and forth between them. 

The difference was Duke ordered me to cross dress again because Bishop wanted to see me like that. Which I hadn’t dressed like that for Bishop before, so it was a bit embarrassing which I think made it all the more hot for them. So they used more terms like “bitch, pussy, she” and stuff like that than normal. 

Then Bishop decided that it was time for him to fuck me and slid a condom on himself. He pushed me onto my back and pushed that massive cock of his inside of me which again, hurt, but also felt amazing. He started pumping into me and slid his hand around my neck, squeezing my throat so that I could barely breath. I remember him saying something akin to “Your bitch knows a good fucking when she’s getting one, doesn’t she, Duke?” as he fucked me harder. Duke agreed and watched Bishop take me and began stroking his cock. 

I looked at Duke and begged him to come put his dick in my mouth because I needed to taste him and he obliged me. He knelt down next to me and spit on my face calling me a dirty slut. But smiled at me and slid his way into my throat. GOD, the feeling of these two thrusting into me with all of their power as they got closer to cumming was insane. I LOVE IT. It’s like a cloudy/fuzzy feeling almost like I’m drunk? It’s hard to describe [edit: you described it PERFECTLY, brother!]. 

They both ended up cumming around the same time and then left me there on the floor to clean myself up while they cleaned themselves up and went back to their game. 

I then was made to stay in the wig and outfit and make them both dinner. It was an odd role to be placed in but it felt like it fit at the same time.

So I hope that brings us up to speed. I am still busy with school but I’ve been thinking a lot about you Sam and I’m glad to see you still have an outlet for all of your information! I hope it’s doing as well as your Tumblr!

So many incredible aspects to unpack here! I feel like I could go on for days, but here are some initial thoughts:

1. Notice how the Alphas talk to each other and relate on a different level than the faggot they’re using? They act like frat fag isn’t even in the room! They are definitely a breed apart!

2. That cloudy/fuzzy feeling is the moment of surrender that all faggots feel while being properly used. It is the dissipation of a faggot’s will to fight, replaced by acceptance and peace. 

3. The sissyfication of frat fag continues! Isn’t it the height of Alpha behavior to make a used faggot go into the kitchen to make them food afterwards??? I’ve had Alphas do that to me before, and it is a heady experience. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt more truly submissive in my life than those moments. Frat fag didn’t say that, but I bet he agrees!

This saga continues to amaze me beyond words. Thank you to my little brother, and to all of the Alphas like Duke and Bishop who continue to give us purpose! 

This is a continuation of the story of frat fag, the formerly straight college male who discovered that he was truly a faggot when he was dominated and taken by a college Alpha named Duke. If you want to catch up, you can click on this link for all of the previous installments in this fascinating story.

When we last heard from frat fag, it had suffered a severe disciplinary session at the hands of Alpha Duke after frat fag became disobedient. Needless to say, frat fag really learned something about itself from Alpha Duke’s punishment. 

Apparently frat fag has been a good boy recently, because Alpha Duke surprised his faggot with a return of Alpha Bishop! And these two Alphas helped frat fag to comprehend what it means to be a faggot in a threesome with two powerful Men. 

I’ll let frat fag tell it now:

I asked Duke if I could take pictures of him or screenshot the occasional dick pic he might send me and he got very upset. He started thinking that I was plotting to expose him. Apparently that’s what his last fag did. He said, “It took pictures and threatened to blackmail me because I didn’t want to be it’s fucking boyfriend. Is that what you’re trying to do?” I told him no over and over again but he seemed to get very worried about it. I’ve never understood why people would do that to another person. I mean I know it happens but it’s ridiculous, selfish and stupid. He said, “This is what always happens with you fags.” So that hurt a bit and it took a bit for me to calm him down and reassure him that wasn’t what I was doing.

I think he was still a bit upset because to help him relax and apologize I started sucking his cock and he fucked my throat so hard it was still sore and felt raw for another day or two.

So that’s happened, I can maybe just take pictures of myself but I assume viewers of your blog want pictures of an Alpha not a fag. Plus I have tattoos on me so I’d need to be careful to hide those because they could be used to identify me. Let me know!

But also, two days ago there was another visit from Bishop. Duke didn’t tell me this time that Bishop was coming over. In fact, Duke had me blindfolded and tied down to my bed and was fucking me. It was incredibly hot being completely at his mercy. 

At some point he pulled out of me and I heard him walk away for a minute, I called for him but he just said, “You’re to wait, faggot!” So I shut up and was laying there, cold, open, and raw. I was a little anxious and got that twisting feeling in my gut. But soon Duke came back (little to my knowledge at that point was that he brought Bishop in and had gone to open the door for him). I didn’t hear much other than light footsteps on my carpet and I got confused and asked, “Is someone else here?” I wasn’t answered. 

Suddenly I felt a weight across my thighs, like someone almost sitting there (Bishop is a bit bigger than Duke and definitely weighs more, but is still muscular). My heart was racing because I knew it wasn’t Duke. But I didn’t know who it was. Suddenly I felt a MASSIVE cock pushing in to me and a hand on the back of my neck, holding me more in place. My jaw dropped open from the feeling of this strange cock entering me. As I gasped I felt Duke’s cock enter my mouth. It’s like I know it just from taste and smell alone.

I heard Duke whisper, “It’s okay, faggot. Daddy’s got you. I wouldn’t let someone hurt you.” He must have seen the terror on what he could see on my face. But once he said that I relaxed, I did feel protected and cared for in that moment. After I relaxed I heard Bishop, “Fuck this pussy is tight.” Then I knew who it was. Bishop’s hand squeezed tighter on the back of my neck and he began thrusting hard and deep inside of me.

Both of these Alphas were taking me with as much charge and force as they seemed to muster. It almost felt like they were competing to see who could fuck better? At some point they switched and Duke went back to fucking me bareback. I heard Bishop remove the condom he was wearing and without hesitation forced his cock down my throat. I almost gagged and it seemed to turn him on more, “Yeah! That’s it’s bitch. Choke on my cock!” He grabbed my hair and started thrusting, pushing my head all the way down until my nose was buried in his pubes. 

Duke leaned into my turned head and whispered, “You can swallow his cum but you can only be bred by mine. Isn’t that right? You look like such a horny, pathetic slut.” I was desperately trying to keep up with Bishop’s throat fucking and Duke pulling my hips back against his. I was getting tugged in two different directions with each of them having their complete and utter way with me.

Bishop came first, and it was a struggle to swallow wave after wave of his cum. When I started coughing, he pulled out and finished another two, thick ropes of cum across my face and blindfold. Duke fucked me for an extra minute or so before releasing his own seed inside of me and told me I should feel lucky to have two Alpha’s cum gracing my pussy and my throat.

Duke pulled out and untied me before leaving the room with Bishop. I went to my bathroom to clean up. When I saw myself in the mirror I looked a MESS. Yet, it turned me on again. But I still didn’t get hard. It’s strange. I wanted more after seeing my lips red and swollen, my throat feeling scratchy, my face covered in sweat and cum with more starting to drip out of my ass. I felt humiliated and yet wanted more. 

I must have been staring at myself in the mirror for awhile because Duke came back to tell me that Bishop was gone and when he saw me in my bathroom, he looked confused. He said when I turned around I was shivering (though I don’t remember that and don’t know why I would be since my place is warm).

He then laughed to himself and actually helped me clean up and said, “You just got the soul fucked out of you.”

I hope you and your readers can enjoy this encounter of mine. I sure as hell did. Any insight in to what happened to me, brother? It felt so weird. Different even. I mean I’ve been left awestruck by Duke fucking me. But this time it felt like so much more.  

HOLY FUCK.

I sometimes need to remind myself that frat fag was once living as a straight male! His descent into subspace has been wondrous to behold. Any experienced faggot knows the feeling frat fag describes above, that almost-drunken stupor that occurs following a tremendous drop into subspace. You lose yourself in that moment, which feels almost like a vacuous void, a black hole. Time seems to stop, your existence wiped away as you become just a body caught in the tremendous tidal forces of Alpha power. 

Afterwards, you become like those walking through the rubble after 9/11, dazed and wordless and strangely spiritual. 

So hopefully frat fag reads that above, because that is how I’d answer his question of what he experienced. It’s true subspace. It’s more powerful than any drug to those faggots fortunate enough to experience it.

This is a continuation of the story of frat fag, the formerly straight college male who discovered that he was truly a faggot when he was dominated and taken by a college Alpha named Duke. If you want to catch up, you can click on this link for all of the previous installments in this fascinating story.

It’s been almost a month since I last heard from frat fag (October 12th, click here). In the last startling installment, Alpha Duke forced frat fag to dress in female clothes before practically raping the defenseless faggot with Duke’s usual passionate aggression. 

I was beginning to worry a little bit given the long period of silence. But frat fag finally returned, and brought another unbelievably hot new tale of his continued descent into faggotry. I’m going to shut up and let frat fag tell it:

Well, first and foremost, Duke has been using me as a “sissy” as you called it off and on. He seems to really enjoy it and it’s incredibly hot to have him just take me like that. It turns out I like being degraded more than I originally thought! 

Anyway, he’s also tried his other fantasies on me. One of them being a threesome. I was probably more hesitant with this one than I was with wearing skirts and dresses for him surprisingly enough. Because It would be one more person to know that I’m gay, I was confused since I thought I was his fag and his fag alone, etc. I voiced these concerns to Duke, but he said that the person he’s inviting doesn’t give a fuck if I’m gay or not because he’s another straight Alpha friend of his. Also, Duke, said that no matter who he lets fuck me, I’m still his and his only.

So, this night finally came and Duke invited one of his friends over. It was a guy he has known since high school, and Duke said it was the one who introduced him to using fags and that they used fags together throughout half of high school. Fucking them all over his high school property, in town, wherever they told their fags to be, they were. This Alpha that Duke invited over…I don’t know if the term exists but he could have been an Alpha’s Alpha. But Duke wasn’t like afraid of him or even change his personality. If anything, the presence of this new man was only making the two of them seem larger and me feel even smaller. This man was probably 6’3’’? built of muscle (though it makes sense since Duke said he was a personal trainer), had nicely cut dark brown hair, and these gorgeous brown eyes.

He didn’t say much, but did tell me his name. For this purpose though we can call him Bishop, idk, if you think of a better alias for him, let me know. Anyway, Bishop came over to me and turned me around, pulled off my shorts and almost seemed to just inspect me. Then I heard him compliment Duke about me? Duke came over as well and ordered me down on my knees in front of Bishop and his cock was already out, waiting, hard, and fucking HUGE. I’ve told you before, Duke’s cock is decently sized but mostly it’s thick. This new Alpha was at least 8’’ maybe 8.5’’. I understand that is hard to believe so the readers are free to question me on it but I was actually worried that it wouldn’t fit inside of me.

I began sucking on this monster of a cock, trying my best. Bishop must have been used to fags not being able to take it because he grabbed the back of my head and said “Like this, faggot,” then shifted his hips and my head and slid his cock more in to my throat. I started choking a bit at first and he slowed his thrusts but kept fucking my throat nonetheless. I tried to come off of it and say I couldn’t take it all like I wanted to but Bishop’s only reply was, “Well you’re going to.” Then made me go right back to work.

Meanwhile, Duke was sitting behind me, positioning himself without my knowledge, lubing up his cock and grabbed my hips pulling me back on to him. So now I’m in the position of reverse cow-girl (or I guess boy?) with Duke sitting up behind me and Bishop over me in front ramming his massive cock down my throat.

I don’t know if you’ve ever been in that situation but I found it hard to move my hips while getting my face fucked. Duke didn’t seem to care though because he eventually just grabbed my hips and moved them the way he wanted. The feeling that washed over me was just bliss. These two men worked me the absolute way they wanted. Each calling me dirty names like “slut, whore, cocksucker, little bitch” the list goes on. 

Bishop at some point told me he was going to cum and that I better not let one drop spill. Duke echoed that command and began fucking me harder, wrapping one of his arms around my torso so hard, I ended up having a bruise. Duke didn’t warn me, as he sometimes doesn’t to see the look on my face and came deep inside of me. It felt like wave after wave of his delicious cum was filling me up. Bishop, at nearly the same time let loose his own wave of cum down my throat. I know why he said don’t let any spill, it likely happens a lot because there was so much of it, or either it just felt that way. His hot, salty cum lined my throat and he didn’t let up his thrusting. They became more aggressive as he released.

When they were both through with me, they pulled out and left me there on the floor of the living room as they went to clean up.

Brother, this experience was magical. I have no clue what it means for the future, but Duke has said Bishop will be back. I asked him if that means they’re going to share me like they shared other fags in high school, but Duke said he doubts it. Bishop apparently keeps a rotating door of fags so trying to co-manage another one isn’t of his interests right now. Plus, I’m his (as in Duke’s) and that he hasn’t had a fag that he’s cared about keeping only to himself before. So I felt honored by that and got very giddy. But Duke told me to cut it out that it doesn’t mean that we’re friends or that he’s in a relationship with me. He meant it how he said it. So maybe you have insight in to what he means? Because I won’t lie I thought that meant that he was thinking in the direction of relationship, which honestly I wouldn’t be opposed to. I think I’ve started to grow stronger feelings for him than initially planned. So what did he mean by his statement?

I’ll send you information on the other nights in a separate email later today, I have some errands to run but I wanted you to have at least one update! 

WOW.

I don’t know about you, but I’m totally mesmerized by Alpha Duke. He is basically every faggot’s wettest dream, and every Alpha’s perfect example. His Alpha buddy Bishop sounds even hotter. 

But my heart belongs to fat fag. I can’t be any prouder of how brave my fag brother has been in handling this transition while under the control of experienced Alphas who are not confused or afraid of what they want. Frat fag has tackled this daunting life change with admirable intelligence and curiosity.

I did answer frat fag’s closing question privately, but I’ll share it here as well. Essentially, I told frat fag that it must control its emotions and limit any ideas about being in a relationship with Alpha Duke. Falling in love is not an option for a faggot who serves an Alpha, particularly not an Alpha of Duke’s power. Alpha Duke laid down the law with frat fag in clear and definite terms, for which I’m grateful.

I hope frat fag heeds his words. I’d hate to see this situation come to an abrupt end, especially as it’s really becoming fascinating! 

Second part coming soon! Stay tuned by turning on notifications!