American Alpha in Britain

Coach jumped up from behind his desk as I burst into his office and locked the door behind me.

“Oh hello Michael.” He said clearly flustered, quickly trying to hide whatever he was looking at on his computer. “How are you finding Redbridge thus far? I must say you are an incredible athlete”

“Cut the shit!” I snapped at the coach. “We both know why I’m here.” 

I was now standing face to face with the teacher who had to be at least ten years older than me. The blood had drained from his face, his fear was palpable.

“Sit” I said, pushing him back into his chair. “It’s not just my performance on the field you admire, is it? Coach?” I said unbuttoning my pants.

“Michael” his voice quivering. His lips trembling. “Michael, we can’t… we can’t do this”

“But you want to?” I was smiling down at him. He didn’t respond, just bowed his head in shame. I slapped hard across his face and yanked his head back by his hair forcing him to look up into my eyes. “Listen you dirty little faggot. You are gonna do everything I tell you, otherwise I’m gonna drag your perverted ass up to the principal's office and let him know you enjoy spying on your rugby team in the showers. Is that what you want?”

“No Michael” tears were forming in his eyes. Sometimes I surprise myself with how dominant and powerful I am. I had this adult man, who was in pretty good shape, trembling at my feet in moments. People, especially men, want to worship me, they want to submit to my strength and power. And I’m only too happy to oblige. 

“What’s wrong coach? You seemed desperate to get a closer look at my ten inch python when I was throat fucking your two best players in the shower? Now it’s your chance.”

Coach placed his hands on my hips and looked up at me with desperate pleading eyes and begged. “Please don’t tell anyone Michael, I could lose everything.”

“Pathetic” and sad and spat a huge wad of phlegm in his face. He raised his hands to wipe it away but I slapped it down. “Keep it there, bitch. Tell me what you want”

“I want your dick, Michael”

I couldn’t help but laugh, it was loud and obnoxious. The laugh of someone in total control. “You disgust me! How old are you? 30? And you’re begging me for my 18 year old dick.” I spat in his face again. He didn’t even try to wipe it away this time. “Maybe if you ask me really nicely, I might let you suck my fat cock. But I wanna hear you beg” 

I pulled my semi hard dick from my pants and slapped it against the horny teachers face “come on coach piggy, let’s hear you beg for your treat”

He was breathing heavily now. “Please Michael. I can’t do this”

 I’ve never seen anyone like why in my life. You’re handsome and sexy and your body is incredible. You’re the definition of alpha male. Please let me suck your dick like you did those boys in the showers. I want to feel the power of your huge dick”.

I instructed Coach to begin by kissing and licking my huge mushroom shaped head. Then I told him lick down the veining shaft until he reached my balls. I had him lick and suck on my balls and then make his way back up my shaft to repeat the process again. 

I let the coach worship my cock and balls on his own for about ten minutes. He was so engrossed in the blowjob he was giving me that he didn’t even notice me pull out my cell phone to film him. 

Now it was time for phase two. I put my phone away and grabbed onto his hair with both hands. 

“Now it’s time to open up that throat”

I thrust my hips forward forcing my dick deeper into his mouth. Once I hit his throat I applied more pressure, forcing my thick bulbous head down his throat as he began to gag and choke.

“Breathe thru your nose, bitch” I said as I continued to push further and further down his throat. Until eventually his nose was buried in my dark hairy bush.

I then slowly pulled out, leaving just the tip in his throat before swiftly driving my thick dick all the way home. Coach had clearly sucked a dick before but never anything near as big as mine, I’m sure. Because he was gagging and choking, phlegm was dripping from his nose and mouth as my thrusts became harder and faster. 

With each thrust I got closer to climax as I felt the coach’s throat stretch and flex against my throbbing dick. I was now totally consumed by the power and control and the animal desire to plant my seed in another inferior man I didn’t notice how rough. 

Eventually my dick exploded with cum, filling my coach’s stomach with my alpha babies. I then roughly yanked his head off my dick and shot the rest of my load on his face, coating every inch. 

Wiping the cum from his face and feeding it to him I asked “what do you say, cocksucker?”

“Thank you” he mumbled softly.

I slapped his hard across, cum and spit flying off his face. 

“I’m going to have to teach you some respect” I said with a firm grip on his hair. “Unless we’re in class you call me Master Michael or sir. You understand?” He nodded. “Good now let’s try that again. What do you say?”

“Thank you Master Michael for letting me suck you dick and eat your cum sir.”

I was in hysterics. “Is everyone in Britain a fucking faggot or are you just all at this school”

I cleaned my dick on his hair and strutted out of his office.