The Alpha Complex

I spent a happy couple of minutes making the kid choke on my throbbing cockhead, buried down his throat, and rolling his nipples between finger and thumbs. Alec continued to industriously yank on the boy's nuts and give his arse some serious whisker burns, as what must have been a long, supple tongue played havoc with Joe's anal ring.

Alec pulled back, wiped his mouth with the hairy back of his hand and growled “OK boy, this is what’s going to happen. First, you are going to show Terry how respectful you are, by being on your knees in front of us. Then, Terry is going to show me his favourite room upstairs.

You are going to be spending some time over the next couple of hours showing me how Terry likes to make use of you in this room. And I will join him, making sure that you are properly subservient and receptive. And later, I will show Terry how appreciative of my attention you can be.

You want that, boy? You want me to make you cum? You want me to make you cum, time after time, until you're just dry heaving?”

I’m telling you, Joe was the picture of a docile slave boy. Alec's voice was low and almost hypnotic, and he exuded this basic, sexual magnetism. Outside, in everyday life, he was a quiet, unassuming guy, with slightly simian looks, not exactly ugly but kind of intimidating. Inside though, in a sexual situation, he had a very powerful authority. He was a total Alpha.

Now, I consider that I’m an Alpha too, so I had some confusion, cos with Alec in the room I felt like a Beta. Like I should also be grovelling on the floor, alongside Joe.

Joe spent some time on his knees before us, sucking cock like his life depended on it, as Alec and I stripped each other of our clothes. And then I realised why Alec exuded this aura of Alpha dominance.

He was a hairy animal of a man. I mean, Alec was hairy practically everywhere, although he appeared to have shaved his cock and balls – presumably to save Joe from having to floss his teeth quite so much.

Ah...yes...his cock and balls. Ok, let’s talk about them for a second. I've always been quite proud of mine. I'm the proud possessor of a fat 8.5 inches and I know I compare favourably up against just about all other men at the gym. Only a few people are bigger in the cock department – big black Billy the Willy with his almost 11 inches, for instance. But on the whole, generally speaking, I’ve got bigger tackle, and certainly bigger bollocks, than almost anyone I’ve met. Until I saw Alec.

Now, I’m probably about the same height - 6 feet 2 inches or thereabouts – but somehow I felt small and weak in comparison to Alec. In fact, I’ve got better muscle definition and I’m sure I have a more attractive body, but Alec was somehow so....male. And it was like that with his cock too. He had me on length by well over an inch, but he also had me on girth. Although Alec's cock wasn’t quite as thick as Billy's, it made mine look almost juvenile. It was fatter than mine, but it was also the most heavily veined cock I have ever seen. It had to be at least 7 inches around, with prominent veins up most of the shaft. It had a noticeable upward curve, like it was trying to fuck his own belly button. The circumcised head seemed unusually pointed with a wide coronal ridge adding maybe half an inch to the overall girth of the shaft. It wasn’t a nice looking cock, but it was by far the most virile and masculine cock I’d ever seen.

Oh, and Alec's balls – low hanging, probably because of their own weight. If mine were hens eggs, then his were the extra extra large variety. Yeah, extra big, extra heavy.... extra virile.

He reminded me of some pictures I’ve seen of some mythological creature of sex – a Satyr I think.

Well, Alec picked Joe up off the floor, slung him over his shoulder and lumbered after me up the stairs to my back bedroom – my playroom. Nice big king sized bed in the middle of the room with a purpose built wooden frame at both ends, huge ceiling mirror over it all, plenty of hooks as bondage anchors set in the reinforced ceiling, and assorted restraints all over the place.

Alec was very keen to see young Joe in bondage, so I tried my favourite first – the standing X at the foot of the bed with arms and legs secured to the bed post uprights, with the boy facing the bed.

Joe was very familiar with this position and it certainly displayed him well – hairless armpits, arse, torso and crotch all available for examination. And one of the great things about it was, because of Joe's self-admitted embarrassment over his delayed puberty condition, being so forcibly exposed magnified his humiliation. Yeah, it made him feel even more submissive and vulnerable....and horny.

Alec loved it. He spent a while standing behind the kid, feeling the boy up, running his fingers lightly up and down the boy's body (which made Joe laugh hysterically at one point) and holding the boy tight against him (Alec's arms were almost long enough to completely wrap around the boy). I stood on the bed in front of him and made Joe swallow my cock with Alec watching close up, his face right next to Joe's, encouraging the kid to take it all and stretch his lips wider. Not an easy position though, as the kid couldn't take it into his throat properly like that.

Well, I had the kid restrained in all sorts of positions after that, each designed to expose various hairless parts of his body- sometimes his pits, sometimes his groin or his ass – all of them to maximise his embarrassment (I knew from past experience how Joe used to get humiliated over his lack of pubes). And most particularly, so that Alec and I could utilise his tight little arse and his mouth to the best advantage. Believe me, the kid is a gymnast - it's really amazing just how flexible he can be. It's not everyone who can be restrained in the upside down full splits position, balanced on your shoulder blades, while your glistening, greased up and stretched out anal ring is being aggressively worked and exercised by a thick and determined cock being systematically forced through from a panting top man straddling your wide stretched arse and using his rigid, bent down dick to full effect. This, while your nips and balls are being alternately stroked and tweaked AND you're being almost suffocated by someone else's massive ball sac in your mouth. Joe managed it, though, moaning and squealing all the way through.

After a couple of hours, Joe's nipples and balls were swollen, red and super-sensitive. His anal hoop was now nicely puffy and wide open. But maybe all three of us needed a break from the athletics.

It was easier a little later, when we had him on his back with his head overhanging the mattress. I’d secured the boys wrists to the bed posts and his legs wide apart and raised up, ankles bound to restraints attached from ceiling hooks. Alec was laying across him, spending some quality time sucking the boy's nips up into hard, tight and ultra sensitive peaks while simultaneously grasping Joe's hairless little bollocks and stretching his sac down and teasing the kid's prostate with two fingers up his chute.

We swapped, briefly, so Alec could make the boy swallow his thickly veined cock while I continued sucking on the kids nips and fingering his hole ever wider. Y’know, I swear the kid’s nips had doubled in size over the last 4 months. They weren't huge, just much more prominent than they used to be. Juicy as fuck and drove him out of his mind when they were played with.

Eventually, we treated the boy to a nice spit roast in this position. It worked well for a while and yeah, it was exciting to see the boy struggling to take a cock at either end, but I’d seen him take more before. Then out of nowhere, Alec started to thrust deeply into the kid, not particularly fast or even with any force.

I could feel Joe's throat constrict around my cock in a silent scream as Alec was leaning purposefully over him, his powerful hips swinging forward and back as he leisurely and repeatedly drew the length of his cock out, then forced it back in through the kids straining anus. It was the vibrations of his throat around my cock that set me off. I groaned out “oh shit, I cant hold it....aaahhhh fuck, fuck just wait....” pulled back out of the boy's throat too late and was suddenly coming in heaving spasms. Joe's lips clamped around my knob so he didn’t lose any of my spunk.

Joe could barely move but I could see his arms and legs tensing. Alec was watching his face intently, periodically dipping slightly lower to tickle Joe's skin with his profuse body hair or lick an upstanding nipple.

Alec obviously saw the moment arrive before I did as he increased the speed and force of his thrusting slightly. Joe's completely ignored cock suddenly spasmed and fired a couple of spurts of spunk up past his chest to land on my hip as the kid groaned around my dick.

Alec looked up at me, as I was still gasping, Joe nursing on my tender knob in his mouth.

“Let him free. He needs to move now" said Alec, as he slowed the rate and force of his thrusts down. I reached across and unclipped first his arms, then his ankles, from the restraining chains.

Joe calmed down and resumed his deep throating duties but now had his arms around Alec's head and had raised his knees so that they were under Alec's armpits with his feet around Alec’s shoulders. He was bent in half and from my position it looked like the boy was trying to force his own arse further down on to Alec's cock.

It was only about a minute later that Alec speeded up slightly, almost fully withdrawing before thrusting everything back in with increasing force. Joe started to scream around my still rubbery cock again and yep, the boy's rigid little dick vibrates and fires off another salvo of cum.

I pulled back and out of Joe's vacuuming mouth, my cock feeling tender and raw. Joe raised his head, Alec lowered his and I watched them lock lips. It was an intimate, incredibly erotic moment to see them suddenly so immersed in each other. Somehow it seemed that I had become almost superfluous to the action.

I stood back a little to watch. Alec was studying Joe's every reaction to the sensations he was receiving from Alec's cock, and then magnified anything that seemed blissful by adding another erotic sensation. Sometimes licking a nipple, or rubbing against Joe's taint, or slapping Joe’s arse cheek. And Joe was totally focused on Alec's movements.

The boy wasn’t particularly quiet. He should have been arrested for the noise he was making – yeah, he certainly wasn’t cumming quietly! (Dont worry, you’ll get that later). He howled, screamed and cried like Alec was murdering him. No spoken words, just simple, on-heat animalistic noises that had no meaning except maybe on a purely sexual level.

I’m not kidding, my own arsehole started to pucker and clench and wink in sympathy...or envy. For the first time EVER I started to really consider bottoming, just to experience some of the sensations that young Joe was vocalising about. Yeah, I was suddenly jealous of Joe being energetically pounded by a pure alpha stud like Alec.

Seriously, Alec was all about giving Joe everything he had in their carnal dance. He was trying to impale Joe with every millimetre of his veined, thick and brutal cock, and using the oddly upward bend of his cock to seriously light up every nerve ending in the boy's prostate. He was resting on his elbows by now, his hands holding the kid’s head steady so that he could look deep into Joe's eyes, like he was trying to focus on the boy's soul. And Joe was in such a heightened state of arousal that he was having practically a continuous orgasm. His little, immature cock was shooting once, twice, pause, once, twice, pause...and this went on for a good 20 minutes or so.

And all this time Alec was fucking the kid in a steady, deep and almost belligerent fashion. There was no doubt that Alec was the Alpha, but this Alpha was getting his jollies by making his Beta utterly and blissfully orgasmic. Even after Joe couldn’t physically cum anymore, Alec was still somehow making the boy have a full body orgasm. It was weird, and bit scary. I began to wonder if the boy would survive, or expire through heart attack...or sheer orgasmic exhaustion.

Eventually though, Alec started to up his pace even more, thrusting possessively and aggressively into the kid's tender arse flesh. Then, fully embedded deep inside of the kid's guts, Alec's arse cheeks began to tense and relax, rythmically, as his breath exploded in a hissed “fuuuuuccccckkkk".

He was obviously breeding the boy. But it lasted at least a full minute. Some of that was probably aftershocks, but even so, it was one hell of a full-on cum release.

I must admit, I was impressed with Alec’s virility, but even more with his determination to prove his masculinity by ensuring that his bottom boy was fully and completely subjugated and utterly drained before he allowed himself to let loose.

Right there and then, I knew that when the kid eventually moved on, as he surely would do sooner or later, I would try to get Alec to top me (and I am still gulping at the the thought). Watching him perform had made me intensely curious to try taking a cock up the arse myself. I’m an Alpha, so the only way I could ever see me bending over would be for another Alpha - or more likely an ALPHA (definitely all in capital letters). And Alec was the most gratuitously ALPHA male I’d ever met. But I know I want to feel what Joe felt – that deep prostate continuous orgasm that Alec pounded out of him.

***

Well, we did the usual post sex clean up. Alec in particular was very solicitous, making sure that Joe was ok, very touchy-feely, very affectionate, loads of kissing and reassuring words. It was sweet. And the kid was almost as bad, as they cuddled and smooched together. It was as plain as the nose on your face that there was "something" there.

And then Alec pulled me in to them, leaned in and before I knew what was going on, had his tongue down my throat, rubbed his hugely hairy torso against mine and had my arse cheeks grasped in those fucking big hands. And didn't I just shiver at his touch and lean in to him?

No, I wouldn't come between what Alec was working on with Joe - whatever that might be. It was enough that I could be included in their play.

But who know's?

So there we are. Maybe I’m not such the big Alpha stud after all. Maybe it’s curiosity. But take the opportunity or make the opportunity, or forever regret it.

The End