Human history is glutted with poems, books, statues, and songs honoring great and powerful Men. Such is the effect of being in the presence of such physics-bending, larger-than-life figures and the times they rule that poets, sculptors, and lyricists are moved to memorialize them in art.
For the faggots fortunate to serve these greatest of Men, the encounters are life-changing moments akin to touching the finger of God. And, like artisans of old, these faggots are often moved to tribute their Masters in words of devotion so stripped bare and primal that they speak to the everlasting.
Such is the case with Bryan, a faggot that has faithfully served Colorado Alpha for the last three-and-a-half years. He was so profoundly moved by his Master recently that he decided to pen an ode to honor this great Apex Alpha of the West. Here it is in its entirety:
It was late in the evening and Colorado Alpha wanted a massage.
We were in his dimly lit bedroom, music was playing softly in the background, and Colorado Alpha was relaxing face down on his bed. He was almost naked, stripped down to only his boxer briefs and socks. As his dedicated beta boy, I knew it was my duty to obey his request for a massage. I also knew how much he deserved one. He had been working very hard lately, at the gym, at his job, and even helping in the community. This man deserved some appreciation and worship, and I was happy to be the one to give it to him.
In the dim light of his bedroom, I marveled at his beautiful masculine body. Colorado Alpha was over 6 feet tall and over 210 lbs of muscle. By comparison I was only 5’4 and 125 lbs of little beta boy. I climbed on top of him, straddling his muscular back. As small as I was, I felt even smaller when I was straddling his athletic body.
I began the massage slowly, moving my hands down his strong back. With each touch, I paused, feeling the warmth of his skin as my hands slowly began to connect to the energy of his body. I noticed that his back had grown more muscular than ever, reflecting all the hours that he had been working at the gym. I took my time massaging him, focusing on relaxing and healing all these growing muscles of his strong back.
It felt good to go slow and let my hands bond with his body again. I had been craving some physical contact with my Master for a while now. We had been spending a lot of time together in public, where I always had to ignore the growing urge to rub his muscular body and suppress the perpetual longing to feel his powerful touch. Now, alone in his bedroom, I could finally give in to my instincts and enjoy the powerful physical connection with my Master.
Being able to massage Colorado Alpha’s body was such a blessing to me. As I continued to rub his muscular back, I thought back to a couple years ago when he first began to demand massages from me. At the time, I had always resisted the orders, feeling resentful that he was trying to control me. I laughed to myself now, thinking about how much my attitude had changed over the years. Now I loved the opportunity to feel, touch, kiss, and lick every inch of his perfect masculine body.
After thoroughly massaging my Master’s back, I began to work on his muscular shoulders. I found myself growing aroused. His strong shoulders had always been one of the highlights of his impressive physique, but lately they were sexier than ever. He had been working out at the gym almost every day, and his shoulders had grown impressively in proportion to his dedication.
As I continued to work down his arms, I considered how very lucky I was. Colorado Alpha had also been allowing me to join him at the gym the last few months. I understood that this was an enormous act of generosity, as not many Apex Alpha’s would allow their small weak beta’s to work out with them. I tried to demonstrate my appreciation through my dedication. I had yet to miss a single workout. I worked hard at getting stronger, obeying his orders at the gym, and doing as my Alpha commanded. Working out with Colorado Alpha had quickly become the highlight of my days.
I had also begun to discover that I would succumb to a state of perpetual lust whenever I worked out with my Apex Alpha. I believe that after years of wrestling and getting raped by my Master, my body had learned to immediately respond to the pheromones that he released during weightlifting. As I slowly massaged his strong thick arms, I thought of all the times that I had watched his biceps pump at the gym while he curled heavy weights. I remembered how aroused I would get watching his triceps swell as he led me through a series of different arm exercises. I recalled how powerful the longing had been to reach out and touch his beautiful Alpha muscles while he lifted heavy weights that I could never even imagine lifting. I continued to massage him, working my way down his strong forearms to his manly hands, and back up. After all these years, massaging my Master was no longer a burden, it was a blessing. It felt incredible to touch the muscles that I had been lusting after at the gym day after day.
I worked my way back up to his shoulders, and took some time slowly massaging his neck and the back of his scalp. Colorado Alpha always smelled so good. I kissed the back of his neck and massaged my way down his strong muscular back again. I was keeping my face pressed against his body now, slowly breathing his scent. I could already tell that his Alpha pheromones were beginning to activate a deepening state of submission within me.
My hands rubbed their way further down his back, and then I began massaging his strong glutes through his underwear. It felt so good to be able to rub and massage my Master here. All the squats and leg presses that he had been doing were making his ass stronger and hotter than ever. I worked down his legs, recalling all the different leg days we had done together at the gym. I thought back to all the various exercises that we had performed, and I remembered watching his every move with a combination of admiration and sexual desire. Working out with my Alpha gave the added benefit that now I understood which muscles needed extra massage attention because I had been working all the same muscles with him.
I rubbed my way down his legs until I reached his feet. Colorado Alpha still had his gym socks on. As I began to massage his feet through his socks, the lust and desire began to increase within me. I could sense my self control beginning to slip away, and moments later my face was buried in his feet. I breathed deep the scent of my Master. Colorado Alpha’s sweaty gym socks smelled amazing to me. The lust surged through me as my body immediately recognized the scent of my Master. It was the scent of the man that had owned me for years. My cock was instantly hard.
Slowly, ever so slowly, I began to peel away his gym socks. The feeling of anticipation was incredible as inch by inch, his bare feet were revealed to me. Colorado Alpha has perfect feet. It felt so good to touch and kiss and rub them. And then my face was immediately back on his bare feet, rubbing them against my face as I took in his scent. A sense of primal desire was overriding any rational thought as my body began to submit to my Master.
I worshiped Colorado Alpha’s perfect feet for a while and gradually worked my way back up his powerful legs. I paused for a bit, rubbing my face on his amazing ass as I massaged his muscular glutes. I continued my way up his body, massaging his back, arms, shoulders, neck, and scalp all over again. Then I climbed off of him and asked him to turn over.
Now Colorado Alpha was on his back. I once again straddled his athletic body, this time over his chest. His eyes were closed, and I paused for a moment to marvel at how incredibly handsome this man was. I remembered the first day when we had met, over three and a half years ago. My first thought had been “Wow, he is really good looking!” That feeling of attraction had not diminished over the years. Instead, each day he had grown more handsome and attractive to me. I thought about how lucky I was to be his boy, how incredibly fucking amazing it was that I belonged to the hottest man I knew!!!
I started by massaging his temples. A look of peace overtook his handsome face. I lightly stroked his facial hair, and briefly put my lips on his lips for a moment. A memory came back of the first night that we met. He had lifted my little body up, pinned me against the wall, forced his tongue past my lips, and aggressively raped my mouth with his. Colorado Alpha is one of the best kissers in the world. I was his property that very first moment he laid his hands on my body and his mouth on mine, over three and a half years ago.
I slid my straddle further down his muscular body. Now I was sitting on his lap. I could feel the bulge of his cock underneath my body, straining against my ass through his underwear. I felt him swell slightly and my body began to react to the feeling of his growing cock pressing against my ass. My body knew that his Alpha cock belonged inside my hole. But I had to focus. I was still taking care of my Alpha, and he deserved the best massage that I could give him.
I began to massage his strong muscular chest and remembered all the times lately that I had been his spot at the gym when he did bench presses. I recalled the feeling of being simultaneously impressed, aroused, and intimidated as he easily benched weights that would crush me. Colorado Alpha is such a strong and athletic man, I felt so lucky to have the opportunity to rub and massage his pecs. I worked his nipples lightly with my tongue and paused for a moment to bury my face in his muscular bare chest. It felt so calming and natural to nuzzle my face in my Master’s strong chest.
I started to massage his shoulders again, and my body could no longer control itself. I instinctively buried my face in his sweaty armpit. It was such a rush! The entire world vanished as I took in Colorado Alpha’s scent. His pheromones erased all thought and logic from my mind as I breathed deep the scent of my Master. My body was immediately triggered to submit and surrender to this powerful and superior Apex Alpha. After all the years of training me, raping me, and using me, my body and brain were finely tuned to his exact scent. I was owned on a biological and cellular level.
Eventually I pried my face away from the bliss of his sweaty armpits and refocused on massaging my Master. But I was fighting a losing battle now. It would only be a matter of time before I could no longer fight the lustful instinct to submit to him on a primal sexual level.
I massaged my way down his arms and back to his hands. I took extra time as I worked his hands now and more flashes to the gym filled my mind . I remembered all the times standing over him, spotting him, watching his strong manly hands grip the bar with a powerful Alpha force. I slowly massaged his hands, his palms, each of his fingers. It felt strangely intimate, triggering an even stronger physical connection. Yet it also triggered a greater sense of submission as I sensed how small my weak hands felt in his strong Alpha palms.
As I worked my way back up his arms, to his shoulders and back to his pecs, it was getting difficult to think clearly. My mind was overwhelmed with sexual desire and a powerful instinct to submit to my Alpha’s body. I licked his nipples again. I slowly kissed my way down his chest, down his stomach, until my face reached his lap. And as I rubbed my face in his lap, my mind went completely red. I could feel his hard cock straining through his underwear, pressing against my face. I took a deep breath and my cock was instantly hard again. I recalled all the times Alpha had held my face in his lap for extended periods of time while he watched movies. “Scent training,” he had called it. Yes, my body was trained to recognize and respond to his scent, and his scent alone. I was his. I was all his. His hard cock, the epitome of his Apex Alpha nature, was rubbing against my face, separated by a mere thin strip of fabric.
But I couldn’t let myself get distracted. Not yet. I had a duty to finish massaging my Master. He deserved to have every inch of his muscular athletic body loved, worshiped, and appreciated. As I massaged my way back down his strong legs, I reflected on how thankful I was to still belong to this man after all these years.
I made it back to his perfect feet. By now, I was transforming from his dedicated beta boy into his horny lustful faggot slave. I was completely in love with his beautiful feet and could not control my desires. I licked my tongue up and down his bare feet, sucking each of his toes, cleaning every inch of gym sweat off. I was so blinded by lust now, so mesmerized by his perfect feet. It felt so amazing to be so close to such an intimate and private part of my Alpha. I felt so submissive, subservient, and owned. There have been so many times that I have looked at Colorado Alpha in public, at the gym, or when he is teaching a class, and thought about how many times this amazing man had put his beautiful feet in my mouth. I felt like the luckiest boy in the world.
By the time his feet had been thoroughly worshipped by my mouth and tongue, the last remnants of my self control were completely obliterated. I climbed back up his body and greedily rubbed my face in the bulge of his underwear. His cock was very hard and I was desperate to taste it. I licked and sucked it through the fabric, taking in more of his scent, before finally freeing his cock from the confines of his underwear. As I slid his boxer briefs off, his cock sprung up, standing rock hard and so erect. My mouth was instantly on his beautiful cock. I licked him slowly, up and down the shaft. I seductively slid the head of his cock into my mouth. As I sucked and licked his tool, I began to taste his precum. My body immediately recognized his semen and reacted to each drop. It knew the power of his Alpha seed and what it could do to my own beta body.
I loved Colorado Alpha’s cock. I was completely in love with his cock. I had been for years. I made love to his big hard cock with my mouth. I worked up and down his tool, deep throating it, gagging on it, choking on it. Enjoying and loving every inch of it. I licked his heavy cum-filled balls until they were dripping with my spit. I was insatiable. I couldn’t get enough. I felt so happy, so content, so complete with my face in Colorado Alpha’s lap and his hard cock deep down my throat. I was doing what I was meant to do. I was doing what I was designed to do. I was doing what I was put on this planet to do. Knowing that my mouth was bringing this incredible man sexual pleasure filled me with a powerful sense of meaning. My Master’s cock was rock hard and throbbing in my mouth, and my submission to him felt like the most natural and healthy thing in the world. In these blinding moments of sexual passion, I wanted nothing more in life than to suck and worship his big beautiful cock, and swallow his delicious loads, every single day for the rest of my life.
But Colorado Alpha had other plans. His cock was hard and he was ready to rape his beta boy. He grabbed me by the hair, pulled me up, and then flipped me over onto my stomach. His control of my body with such ease reminded me again how small I was compared to this big strong horny man. He climbed on top of me and I felt the warmth as he spit onto my hole. My body began to tingle as the saliva from my Master dripped into my body. The tingling grew to electricity as I felt the heat from his hard wet cock slowly rubbing against my crack.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he whispered into my ear, fully knowing that it didn’t matter what I wanted.
“Yes Alpha,” I murmured. “Please fuck me”
His athletic body felt so strong and powerful on top of me. I began to squirm underneath him to see if I could get away, but I couldn’t. He had full control of me as he held me down. I really understood in these moments that I was completely helpless. There was nothing I could do to stop this muscular Apex Alpha. He was rock hard, horny, and my body belonged to him. Slowly, Colorado Alpha began pressing his hard cock against my hole. I once again tried to move but he held me tight in place. There was no escape now.
I thought back to the earlier years, when Colorado Alpha had first begun raping my hole. I would cry from the pain, desperately squirming underneath him, begging him to stop. Of course, even then he was relentless, and nothing would make him stop. How different it was for me nowadays. I no longer resisted. As his cock pressed in, forcing entry, my body immediately recognized him and reacted. My back arched up, almost against my will, begging him to enter. I was tight. So tight that his big manly cock barely fit in my small beta body and my little hole. But Colorado Alpha made it fit. And as soon as I felt his warm hardness deep inside me, I was lost in a sea of pure bliss. My Master was home inside me. The void was finally filled. I was whole and complete.
Colorado Alpha started slowly, persistently stretching my tight beta pussy with his big hard cock. He held me tight and there was nothing I could do but feel every inch of him inside me. Gradually my hole adjusted to the presence of my Alpha’s cock as he marked my body as his territory once again.
He slowly started fucking me. I began to lose myself in pleasure as I felt the weight of his strong athletic frame on top of me. There was no more thought, only feeling. The feeling of his muscular arms around me. The feeling of heat from his warm skin against mine. The feeling of power as his strong hips drilled into my beta body. And the feeling of pure submission as his hard bare cock throbbed deep inside me.
“Who’s pussy is this?” he asked, whispering in my ear.
“It’s yours, Alpha,” I managed to whisper back between the rhythmic thrusts of his hips. “All yours.”
And my pussy really was all his. Colorado Alpha was the only man to fuck me in years. He was the only man to ever breed me. My body and my hole belonged to him. But he wasn’t just my Master. He was my best friend too. I felt so connected to him, especially now that his cock was inside me. And somehow that made it feel so much safer and hotter to completely surrender to him.
Alpha was gradually fucking me harder, but he was in no rush. I could tell this was going to be a long fuck. Once again I tried to squirm against him, but once again my struggles were futile. He was so much bigger and stronger than me. He bore down even harder on my small little body. I was completely his property and we both knew it. He held me tight, wrapping his muscular arm around my neck, controlling my breathing. He covered my face with the same strong hands that I had admired gripping those barbells at the gym. He forced his fingers into my mouth, penetrating my body even more, inciting an even deeper level of submission.
Holding my body tightly, Alpha flipped us over so he was on his back. I was on his lap, reclined back against his chest, and his cock was still buried inside me. He was thrusting his hips up into me, driving his big cock even deeper inside. He held me tightly and impaled my body down onto his manhood. Even underneath me, he was still in complete control. He was maneuvering my arms, controlling my breath, and dominating my life. I was so helpless against this Apex Alpha’s superior strength and power.
As he penetrated me in this position, it reminded me of one of the first times Colorado Alpha had breeded me. I was still not used to bottoming yet and so he had commanded me to make myself cum while he fucked me in this position. My patient Alpha had fucked me slow and steady as I stroked myself. As my cock grew harder, each thrust of his cock began to feel better and hotter. Then Colorado Alpha began making out with me. The simultaneous sensation of his hard bare cock swelling inside my hole and the taste of his hot breath and wet tongue in my mouth had sent me over the edge. It was one of the most powerful orgasms I’ve had, and the first time I had ever cum with a cock inside my hole. It was a pivotal experience that forever bonded my body to Colorado Alpha’s and trained my hole to belong to his cock. It is funny to remember how much I used to hate bottoming when we began our journey. Now, as I sat on his lap and rode his hard cock, all I could think of was how blissful it felt. My own orgasms were the farthest thing from my mind, all I cared about was how whole and complete I was with my Master’s cock inside me.
Colorado Alpha eventually pulled out and manhandled my little body like a ragdoll. He put me on my back, grabbed my legs, and dragged me to the edge of the bed. I was so small, so helpless. He lifted my legs to his shoulders and stood above me, looking down at me as he slid that big perfect cock back inside my hole.
Now as he fucked me, I could see his naked muscular body at work. That same athletic body that I had consistently watched take aggression out on weights, was now taking aggression out on my ass. I watched his handsome face as he owned me. He looked down at me with lust in his beautiful eyes. And as he fucked me harder, I recognized the look of domination that overcame his face. In a swift and unexpected move, Colorado Alpha lifted his leg and put his sweaty foot on my face.
My body went into overdrive with unrestrained sexual desire. I lost all control. I was licking and sucking his beautiful foot. I was looking up at his handsome face, into his mesmerizing eyes, while he pounded my hole harder. I was a complete faggot slave to my Master. And it felt incredible. I wanted nothing more in life than to be his complete sexual whore and serve all his dirtiest, roughest, sexual needs. The feelings of submission that overcame me were extreme, but I could not resist them. I had been lusting after this man for years, but in this moment I wanted him more than ever before.
My Master pulled out and lifted my small body off the bed. He laid me on my back on the carpet and raised my legs so my hips and ass were in the air. Then Alpha squatted down over me and slid his fat throbbing cock back into my tight pussy. He fucked me harder and harder as he squatted over me, and then once again he put his foot on my face. I really couldn’t get enough. I was in bliss as he used and abused me. I was his dirty gay faggot. I was his slutty girl whore. I was his personal cumdump sex object. It felt depraved, wild, and kinky. But somehow it also felt natural, secure, and calming. I was his. I was completely his. As he raped my pussy on the floor of his bedroom with his foot in my face, I knew on a deep primal level that I completely belonged to this amazing man. And that was the best feeling in the world.
We moved through so many positions. Colorado Alpha fucked me long and hard. His stamina was unparalleled. Eventually I was back on my stomach on the bed and he was on top of me. He pinned me down, penetrated my hole, and infiltrated my body. He was fucking me hard now, getting more aggressive as he unleashed his true primal Alpha nature. He started spanking my ass while he raped me. When I cried out he only hit my ass harder. He grabbed my balls and squeezed until I was crying. He used his perfect feet to grab my ankles and spread my legs apart, penetrating me even deeper. He was getting rougher and harder. He was choking me again, bringing me just to the edge, sometimes even slightly past it. When I came to, he was biting down on my shoulder with his sexy mouth, and when I screamed he covered my mouth with his hand and bit down even harder. The next day, I would proudly look at the bruise on my arm in the shape of his mouth and remind myself how lucky I was to belong to this man. It was the mark of Colorado Alpha’s ownership.
My Master was fucking me even harder and rougher now. He was completely owning me. I felt so helpless and exposed in these moments. After three and a half years, this man knew everything about me. He was my Master, but he was also my Best Friend. I was not just physically naked. My entire soul was exposed to him. Slowly, over the years, Colorado Alpha had knocked down all of my walls and forced his way inside me. He could see me, every part of me, and he could also see right through me. He saw every part of me that I hid from the rest of the world. There was nothing that I could hide from my Master, no part of me that he couldn’t see. He was not just penetrating my hole, he was penetrating my entire being.
And it felt incredible. It was amazing to be so open, so exposed, and so owned by my best friend and my Master. The feeling of submission was beyond words. I was not only surrendering my body and my hole to Colorado Alpha, I was surrendering my heart and my soul to him as well.
He was getting extremely rough now. He forced my small body down, fucking me faster, longer, and harder. I could feel the sweat from his muscular chest drip down my back. I could feel his hot wet breath in my ear. I could feel his rough beard rubbing against my cheek. I knew he was reaching the heights of sexual pleasure. And I knew that despite his aggression, despite any pain, it was not my place to resist. It was my place to submit to my Master. It was my Purpose to FEEL this muscular Alpha Stud pound his masculine sexual energy into my little beta body. And it was also my place to be grateful for every second of it. In these moments, I knew that I was fulfilling my purpose in the world. I intuitively understood that I had been designed to take the unrestrained sexual energy and abuse from an Apex Alpha. The harder Colorado Alpha pounded me, the more I surrendered my body and soul to him. The longer he fucked me, the more I surrendered my entire life over to this truly incredible man.
Colorado Alpha was pounding me relentlessly and I knew there was no way to stop him now. Nothing in the world can stop a true Apex Alpha as he begins to rut. He began grunting aggressively and I felt the orgasm overtaking him. It was almost a spiritual experience to feel my Master climaxing with his cock deep inside my body. I knew that I was fulfilling my Purpose in this world by surrendering my small body to his sexual needs and giving him this physical pleasure and release.
As he pummeled my ass harder and harder with his big cock, grunting loudly in an escalating fury, he began to pound his hot wet load inside of me. With each thrust of his cock, I knew he was shooting more his powerful Alpha seed deep inside my little beta body. He shoots the biggest loads of anybody I know and as he continued thrusting, I began to feel the warm wet heat of his sticky seed inside my pussy. His Alpha Essence was flooding my body, flooding my soul, impregnating me.
Colorado Alpha began to slow down his thrusts, and that is when my body began to react to the feeling of his hot wet seed in my hole. I began to tremble underneath him with excitement and lust. The most private part of my body was flooded with my Master’s cum. The trembling grew into a shudder, and the shuddering evolved into full uncontrollable shaking. A strange full body orgasm began to overwhelm my body.
Master Alpha was expecting this, even though it always came as a surprise to me. He bore his weight on my body as I shuddered beneath him, wrapping his muscular arms tight around me. He held on tight, so tight, as the world began to fade away from me, replaced with the rush of red hot lust as Colorado Alpha’s seed flooded my body and impregnated me.
There is nothing like feeling true Apex Alpha seed flowing through me. Over the next two days, the very essence of his Alpha masculinity would course through my arteries and veins, powering and energizing me. The DNA and spiritual sexual energy of the hottest man I know, my best friend and Master, would flood into every cell of my body and activate me. His powerful superior male Seed would also continue to rewire my brain, triggering within me an even greater level of submission to Colorado Alpha. In the upcoming days I would grow even more owned by him, feel more dedicated to him, and become more devoted to him than ever before.
The shuddering of my body slowly began to slow, and the world began to return as the state of blinding red lust dissipated. But as the rush from being impregnated by my King began to fade, a new sensation began to take hold.
Gratitude.
First I felt grateful for the feeling of Colorado Alpha’s warm seed inside me, the feeling of being knocked up by my best friend and Master. If I could, I would take all his loads, every single day, for the rest of my life. If only it were possible, I would have every one of his babies.
The gratitude persisted. I was thankful that Colorado Alpha had fucked me so long and hard this night. I felt grateful for all the fuckings, for all the incredible rapings that he had given me over the years.
Colorado Alpha was still holding me close and safe as my shuddering slowed to a stop. As I felt his muscles around me, I grew grateful for all the times he had let me join him at the gym. I knew what a big act of generosity it was for an Apex Alpha to permit a beta slave to work out with him. He had done many significant things to help protect and improve my health lately. I felt thankful that he kept me focused on my health and fitness, that he was getting me stronger, and that he was teaching me new things.
I was also thankful for everything else he had taught me. He was not just improving my body, but also my mind. Over the years he had let me take several classes that he taught. I had worked hard and studied and discovered something new that I was passionate about. Now he was even letting me help teach at some of his classes. He had also allowed me to join his volunteer groups and it felt amazing to be able to help my Master as he supported the community. The world is really a better place because of men like Colorado Alpha.
I felt blessed for every moment I could spend with this incredible Apex Alpha. I felt grateful for all the wrestling matches, all the dinners and happy hours, all the sleepovers, all the movie nights, all the times he held me close and safe in his strong arms. I also realized how safe and protected my whole life was because of this man. He had always been there for me over the years. He had taken care of me when I couldn’t take care of myself. He celebrated with me when I was happy and he listened to me when I was upset. He gave me guidance and support when I was lost in life. He let me move into his spare property, he trusted me with his valuable possessions, and he gave me a new home. He even introduced me to all of his friends and allowed me to step into his personal social circle. When I thought he wouldn’t have room for me in his world anymore, he instead carved out a perfect spot for me to fit in his life.
My dedication to Colorado Alpha has continued to deepen in proportion to my gratitude. I have grown completely committed to my Master. My dedication has become unshakable. It is my place and my Purpose to be there to serve and support my Apex Alpha.
It is a true blessing to have Colorado Alpha in my life. He is the best man I know. He is my Master. He owns my body and my hole. He is also my Best Friend. He owns my heart and my soul. I know that I am the luckiest beta boy in the whole world to belong to this incredible man. My gratitude can not be put into words.
As the trembling and the blinding lust faded, the gratitude persisted. The best man I know was naked on top of me, his Alpha seed slowly absorbing into my body. He held me close as I felt three and a half years of appreciation surge through my heart and mind and body.
“Thank you, Alpha,” I whispered.
He nodded, squeezed me tight, and collapsed on top of me. I felt the weight of his sweaty muscular body pin me down underneath him. I was naked, helpless, vulnerable, and owned. And I was more grateful to this incredible man than I could ever express.
I slowly fell asleep under Colorado Alpha, knowing that I was exactly where I belonged. And knowing that I was the luckiest beta boy in the whole world.
Thank you, Colorado Alpha.
What an honor it is to publish such a loving, grateful, and purpose-affirming ode to one of the legendary figures of this site and our world! It’s not just a loving description of the power of Apex Alphahood, but also a testament to why faggots surrender their lives in the service of these Men.
I can feel the same vibration in Bryan’s words that I often felt after satisfying some of the Apex Alphas I’ve served, this completeness that seemed to connect me in that moment to the harmony of nature and the divine.
