Privileged Alpha Male to sub human slave

I woke at about 8.00 to find Peter’s mouth around my cock. I was rampant but my bladder was about to explode. He said “Happy Birthday my darling. Lets start the celebrations now. I want you in me please.” My reply was “No yet. I am desperate to piss first.” “Well I can deal with that for you.” I looked at Peter somewhat puzzled. This wasn’t his scene at all and I couldn’t make it out. I was about to protest when he went back down on my cock and pressed on my belly. That was just too much ! My piss exploded into his mouth and there was no way I could stop. He swallowed and swallowed pints. Once I had finished he looked up at me and said “Well that was a first. I was surprised I enjoyed it so much. Hopefully you will let me have it regularly.” “Well if you want but I would never have thought of doing anything like that to you.” “Maybe we will go further.” “NO WAY ! You are my partner, the love of my life. You are not toilet scum.” “Ok. Ok. I just thought you might like to experiment.” “NO ! I keep other scum for that but I do want to get inside you now.” He laughed and rolled over onto his belly. I knew that meant he wanted a hard fuck session not gentle love making.

I got behind him and I pushed two fingers in. He had obviously been preparing while I was asleep because he was already lightly lubed. My cock was soon resting against his hole and he lifted his hips to wrap his cunt around my cock. I pushed him back down and rammed my cock deep into him. I was whispering in his ear telling him what a greedy cunt he was when the bedroom door opened. I yelled “What the fuck ?!” Marcus was standing there naked and with a mega hard-on. “Happy Birthday Dad. I’ve got a letter for you from Mum but I hoped I might find you ready for my birthday gift. Looks like my timing is perfect. We could have a nice sandwich with you as the filling.” “You don’t just walk in like that and this is private between Peter and me.” To my surprise Peter, who was still lying under me, said “That sounds horny to me if you want to get fucked, and I can feel your cock likes the idea.” It was true that my cock was really hard and I had to admit that my hole was hungry. “Well if you are happy lovely man it would be a brilliant birthday gift.” Marcus didn’t need any encouragement. Before I could do anything he was there against my hole. “Wait I haven’t prepared.” Marcus’ reply was “Well that’s your problem. It will teach you to be ready any morning I choose” and with that he forced his huge cock into my dry hole. Fuck it hurt ! Once he was deep in me he stopped pushing and the pain turned into excitement and pleasure. Then he was past my sphincter and I was in ecstasy. It was amazing how quickly the three of us got into sync. Marcus stretching me and me stretching Peter. As on the previous night, Marcus dumped his load very quickly but still carried on pile driving my cunt. After a few minutes he had shot his load a second time, with me a very close second and Peter soon after. Marcus withdrew and said “ Most enjoyable. We should start the day that way every day ! I’m starving. I hope breakfasts here are good. I’ll shower then see you for breakfast. I’ll bring Mum’s letter for you.” Peter and I looked at each other and each laughed. Peter said “Well he was right that it was good but he is so matter fact.” “He has such a sense of entitlement to anything he wants. I don’t know who he could have inherited that from !” We both laughed again, then showered and went for breakfast where Marcus was already waiting and dressed in shorts. He looked at us both naked and said “Wow. I’m way overdressed. Obviously naturism rules. Great. It means there are no barriers to spontaneous action.” He stripped and we all sat down to my favourite breakfast of eggs Benedict and Bucks Fizz.

After we had finished Marcus produced the letter from his mother :

Dear Alexander

I hope you remember me. I have certainly followed your progress and meteoric rise and I am very proud that I knew you when you were young.

My name is Sarah and we had a great deal of fun when I was a married member of the welfare staff at the school.

If you remember I left the school when I became pregnant. I didn’t tell you at the time that I suspected you were the father as you were far too young to take responsibility. My husband at the time was also suspicious as we had been trying for a pregnancy for a couple of years. Marcus was born and his colouring etc was completely unlike my husband so a DNA test led to divorce.

I remarried and my present husband was pleased to adopt Marcus. With him I have two younger sons who are now 11 and 12.

I recently discovered Marcus engaged in sexual activity with the older of his brothers and I am very concerned. My husband is a very gentle and kind man but if he were to discover the situation then I wouldn’t like to imagine his reaction.

For some time now Marcus has been becoming ever more out of control so I

would be most grateful if you could help out and maybe a strong hand would help. Do you think your husband would be willing to let him move in with you for a while ?

Best wishes Sarah

P.S. I have never had such amazing sex since ,even if you were only just 13

Well we all looked at each other and it was up to Peter to break the silence. “It’s ages since I’ve heard you called Alexander.”” I laughed but then I turned to Marcus who was looking ready with his side of the story. “So what were you doing with your brothers ?”

“ She really has no idea what goes on in her family. She caught me being sucked by the older one. What she doesn’t realise is that they have always been obsessed with my cock. You know what its like when you’re this big, everybody’s fascinated. It doesn’t help that their father is only about 4” hard so you can imagine what he is like soft which is obviously how they saw him when they were young. So my cock was amazing to them. Well I let them stroke and play with me and they have been sucking me for the last six years. Their father first started fondling me when I was six and then went on to sucking me at seven. I have actually fucked him nearly every weekday since I was eleven because he is the househusband and I fuck him before Mum comes home ! She is SO naïve.”

I said “Sounds a pretty satisfying situation. You’ll miss it.” “Nah. I’ve got you now and that’s like riding a thoroughbred when you’re used to a mule. You’re in a different league !” Peter and I looked at each other and I knew we were in agreement that this arrogant mega prick needed taking down a few notches.

We then went on to explain our history. Marcus already knew my family’s title and that I had three older brothers but he didn’t realise that I was 99% certainly the bastard son of a member of staff who had an affair with my mother. “How can you be so sure of that ?” “Well if you ever meet the rest of the family it is quite obvious. We have no physical similarities. They are all short, fat and so inbred they are truly thick as shit !” Marcus laughed “Don’t hold back Dad. Say it as it is. By the way do you mind me calling you Dad ?” “Well I have to admit I quite like it but I would prefer Papa.” “Ok. Papa it is.”

“I would say though that it is unlikely you will ever meet as I haven’t seen any of my so called brothers since your great Grandmama died. She was the most beautiful lady in every way and was the most important person in my life until I met Peter. I do have ‘unofficial’ contact with Mama.” “What is she like ? I have no other grandparents.” “Mama is lovely but she is not a strong personality and is controlled by her husband who looks down on her working class roots. Even though the estate would have gone broke without Mama’s money I don’t think he has ever forgiven her for the fact that he is dependent on her. It was not a love match on his part.” Both Peter and Marcus could see the anger and loathing building up in me and Peter changed the topic of conversation. “Well as they say you can choose your friends but not your family.” “And what are your family like Peter ?” “Oh my family are boring really. I come from an extremely poor working class background. Life was a struggle when I was young. I am an only child because they couldn’t improve on perfection.” We all laughed but I looked into his eyes and said “I can only agree with that statement. What his family lacked in material wealth they made up for in love. You will see when you meet them today and they only live around the corner.” Peter said “This is starting to get syrupy and sloppy so lets just show you around and get ready to go out.” Marcus said “Oh. Where are you going ?” “Well we have a ‘special’ restaurant and I have arranged for us to have it all to ourselves today to celebrate Alex’s birthday. You will get to meet all our friends and family in one go. Anyway lets get going.”

Together we showed Marcus around all the ‘public’ rooms and then we got to the annexe where I knocked the door and waited for Gary to open it. Gary and boi were awake and preparing themselves. As we walked in, the boi fell to the floor at my feet. I patted it on the head just like a loyal pet. “You have met these two already. Gary is a complete bottom and totally impotent. He is an excellent fuck but his major talent is his mouth. I have yet to see him fail to swallow a cock full length. He is a true phenomenon.” “Thank you Alex. I try to please.” “I am sure that he will be able to give you hours of pleasure. He lives in this annexe and we treat him with respect asking for admittance not assuming right of access. Gary is a friend. This creature at my feet, however, is just an object to perform menial sexual duties as required by whoever. It exists for our satisfaction and amusement and that in itself gives it pleasure. That is all correct isn’t it boi ?” “Yes Sir. I exist purely for your satisfaction.” “ As you can see from its body marking it has needed severe discipline at times but initially you will only discipline it under my supervision. I think you are required by my husband boi. Once you have finished go to my son’s room and wait. He is next to us.” “Yes Sir.” It grovelled to the door and once outside stood and ran to Peter. I knew Peter would be finished with it before Marcus needed it.

We left and proceeded to the dungeon.I was careful not to let Marcus see the combination as I unlocked the door. As we were about to walk in Peter said “This is not my domain so I think I will leave you and go and perform my toilet procedures.” Marcus piped up with “Ah. I was going to ask you about that. There was no toilet roll in my bathroom but two toilet seats and one didn’t seem to lead anywhere.” I replied “Oh I am sorry. I forget that people need toilet roll. Its supplied in the downstairs toilets but not in the personal bathrooms in the family wing as the boi usually deals with that. A tongue feels so much nicer than paper, but you can have paper if you wish.” “Oh no. That’s gross but so horny having a slave like that. I reckon I understand the other seat now.” “Its so the boi has better access to your shithole and so that you can feed it if you wish.” Marcus obviously wished. His cock was pointing up to his chest. “Mmmm I cant wait to try. I’m glad I didn’t go before breakfast like normal.” Peter left and we walked in. Marcus’ face lit up like a kid in a candy shop. “Wow. I’ve never seen anything like this. I know I seem old for my age and I’ve seen things like things like this in porn but ……..” At last he was acting his age. He had been so cocky and showing off but now he seemed out of his depth. He walked around the room fondling all the benches, the crosses and he picked up a 6’ bullwhip. He looked me straight in the eye and cracked the whip as if he were an expert. Once again it was a brief scary look. I said “Looks like you were born for this.” “Absolutely. The scum I have on those benches need to be afraid !” I chose to ignore that as the bravado of a teenager. “Come on now lets get ready for lunch.”

About an hour later we met up again downstairs and Marcus looked really good. He was dressed in knee length tailored shorts and a close fitting fitted shirt. It was obviously all High Street but classy. I was sure that with a bit extra cash spent he would be stunning. I felt strangely proud of him. “You managed ok ?” “Oh yes. This boy won’t ever be using bogroll again ! Now where are we going ?” “We are going to the restaurant where Peter and I went on our first date and where he proposed to me.” “Nice.” The look on his face was typical of his age suggesting he thought it was sentimental rubbish. Peter and I both laughed at him which did not go down well. This young man needed a sense of humour implant.

Tony took us to pick up Peter’s parents and a completely different side of Marcus came out. He was absolute charm and within 5 minutes of us explaining everything to Peter’s Mum, Marcus had her eating out of his hand. It would make you sick. We then went on to the trattoria where most people had already gathered. Hannah was there with her adorable wife, Andy with his latest bit of rough, together with George and Ty. In addition there were purely vanilla friends and also some important business contacts/friends. The most noticeable thing about the group was that there was a distinct buzz of curiosity about my younger “twin” when we walked in. The maître d’ and our usual waiter, who had always lusted after me, both looked puzzled.

Once everybody had sat down I decided that it was necessary to address the elephant in the room so I stood up and announced “Ladies and gentlemen. Thank you all so much for coming today. Before we settle down to enjoy what I am sure will be a wonderful meal I want to thank my darling Peter for arranging this and also Luigi and the boys for all their hard work.” There was a small round of applause. “ I couldn’t help but notice that our arrival was greeted with some astonishment and curiosity about the fabulous looking young man who is the absolute mirror of his equally fabulous father. Well last night I had the best birthday present I could ever have received when Marcus, my son, walked into my life. So please everybody welcome Marcus and I am sure you will all get chance to speak to him this afternoon. Just please don’t tell him any sordid lies or secrets.” Everybody laughed and applauded and Marcus, the charmer, stood and acknowledged their welcome. “Now please enjoy your afternoon” “Thank you Papa. I hope you meant it.” “I did, now enjoy yourself.”

We were sat with Peter on my right and Marcus on my left. He was next to Peter’s mother and he continued his charm offensive big time. She had already told him to call her “Grandma” ! I could see everybody looking across at him regularly and they were obviously impressed by the way he was so attentive. I noticed however that he was being extremely attentive to Giuseppe who was our young waiter, to Luigi and Andy ! He was very discreetly flirting with them all.

As usual the food was truly magnificent and by the time we got to the dessert everybody was in high spirits. I would eventually discover that Marcus never eats sweet foods but at the time I thought it unusual and rather rude for him to suddenly say “I’m awfully sorry Grandma but I have a slight problem. Would you please excuse me a moment. Giuseppe where’s the bathroom ?” “I will show you Sir.” I looked at Marcus and raised an eyebrow and he winked back at me. I watched as Giuseppe led Marcus to the bathroom and I also saw that when they got there Giuseppe quickly checked nobody was watching and he followed Marcus in. Within seconds Luigi was also standing very close to the door. I reckoned he was on sentry duty !

After a few minutes Giuseppe re-appeared with his hair and clothes rather disheveled. There was then a changing of the guard and Luigi went in. Another 5 minutes and he was back out. All discreet and apparently unobserved by everybody else. But it HAD been seen by Andy ! His bit of rough was busy comparing notes with George so he didn’t notice when Andy left for the bathroom, but I did. This had to stop. I wasn’t going to have the whole afternoon with Marcus absent so after a couple of minutes I excused myself by saying I just needed to check on Marcus. Peter looked at me quizzically and I just said “I’ll explain later.”He looked around and noticed Andy missing. “Ah. I understand.”

I got to the bathroom and as I walked in the noise hit me. There was nobody at the urinals but one of the cubicle doors was closed and from there I could clearly hear the sound of fucking. Extremely brutal and intense fucking and the guy being fucked was obviously enjoying it but also in pain. I banged on the door “What the fuck do you two think you’re doing ?” Marcus opened the door “Isn’t it obvious ? I’m giving him the best fuck of his life.” Andy was face down over the toilet bowl and Marcus hadn’t eased up at all. With great difficulty because of the force of the fucking Andy said “He’s right. He is the best fuck I’ve had. I always wanted you but I’ll make do with the next best thing.” Marcus was clearly furious. He grabbed Andy’s balls and crushed them as he rammed his cock to dump his load deep in him. As he shot his load he angrily said “I am not second best !” He gave Andy’s balls a final twist then pushed his head in the pan and flushed. Marcus pulled up his shorts and said “Let’s go.” And so we left Andy with a gaping hole and soaking wet hair which would be difficult to explain to his bit of rough. As we were walking back to the table I had a fixed smile but I whispered “We’ll discuss this later.” “Nothing to discuss. They needed fucking and I hadn’t had a fuck for 6 hours. We met each needs.”

When we got back to the table Marcus was back in his stride and being fussed over by his new “Grandma”. Peter asked me what was going on and I explained and he just laughed. “You sound like a typical parent ! You haven’t known the boy 24 hours yet and you’re trying to rule his sex life. Back off.” “But…” “But nothing. Try and remember when you were 16 after all its such a long time ago. From what you have told me you were far worse. Let him enjoy himself without criticism from you and that way you can build up a relationship. I get the impression he can look after himself and in this short time I have come to the conclusion he has inherited more than a beautiful face and a huge cock from his Papa. So as I say, maybe give him some advice, but then back off. After all you know sex with him is great so you want that to continue don’t you ?” I said “Ok. I know you’re right. I suppose it’s the novelty of fatherhood. I felt all protective.” Peter kissed me and said “Now speak to youR son and make amends.”

I turned to Marcus who, very childishly, made a big thing about carrying on talking to Peter’s mother until she said “Marcus. I think your Papa is trying to speak to you.” He grudgingly turned to me and said “Yes. What do you want ?” I was taken aback by his attitude but I thought he was just being a typical teenager. “I’m sorry about my reaction. There obviously won’t be a discussion later. You must live your life as you wish. After all we didn’t even know each other this time yesterday.” “You are right on one point and wrong on the other. You are right I can choose how I want to live my life but you are wrong on the no discussion point. There WILL be a discussion when we get home and I suggest we get rid of Peter for an hour or so. We can work out something with the old girl here.” With that he turned on the smile and charmed his audience again. It left me feeling very uneasy and put a dampener on the proceedings for a while. Peter turned to me and said “All sorted ?” “I’m not sure really. A truce I suspect. He wants to have a ‘father son’ chat “ Being ever the diplomat Peter announced “Ok. Seems like the earlier you can do that the better so I’ll hop off with Mum and Dad for a couple of hours on the way home.” “Oh you lovely man. You are so wonderful. I really don’t deserve you.” “I know.” He laughed and we kissed. Hannah came over and she laughed “You two get a room.” We all laughed and the atmosphere was restored.

We all had a great time for the rest of the afternoon and people started to drift away at about 6.00. As we left I took Luigi to one side and said “I suspect you and Giuseppe have had difficulty walking this afternoon. My son is brutal isn’t he !?” He looked embarrassed “Yes. He is . He fucks for HIS pleasure and as the saying goes he is hung like a stallion. WONDERFUL !” I laughed and patted him on the buttocks. “Well you’ve tried to get me inside you all these years so you’ve had the next best thing.” Unfortunately I hadn’t spotted Marcus within earshot.

Tony was waiting outside as I had called him. He really was becoming like a personal chauffeur. We all got in the cab and Marcus was chatting to everybody but me. Once we got to Peter’s parents Marcus kissed Peter’s mother and said “Bye Grandma. Its been lovely meeting you. Can I come and see you tomorrow ?” “Of course you can my dear.” She got out of the cab and as she walked to the house I heard her say “What a lovely boy. He reminds me of you my darling. And such nice manners.” Marcus had really won her over. As we drove away his face changed to anger. I said “We ok ?” “No. We aren’t but that is for when we get home.” The next 2 minutes of the journey was silent. We got home and he stormed in the house. Tony laughed and said “Good luck. Teenage tantrums.” When I walked in Jenny was laughing as well. I said “Where is he ?” She said “By the pool. I think you need to push him in to cool him down. Ah the joys of parenthood.”

I went to the pools and he was in fact already pounding up and down the pool as if his life depended on it. I sat down and watched. In all fairness he was a vision of young masculine beauty. After a while I was getting annoyed. It felt like being made to wait outside the headmaster’s study ready for a telling off. I went to walk away and he called “Don’t go. Strip.” I stripped expecting to join him in the pool but he got out. “I thought you asked me to strip and join you.” “No. I TOLD you to strip, but I had no intention of you joining me.” With that he walked up to me and slapped me full force across the face. My head was knocked to one side. I was stunned by it. Nobody had ever done anything like that before. “Don’t EVER speak to me again like you did at that restaurant. And don’t EVER refer to me as second best to you. I AM NOT ! I am the Alpha male around here now.” Sarah was right. We had a problem and I couldn’t run away from it. He truly was out of control.

“Who the fuck do you think you are you arrogant little prick ?” “ I think you mean you arrogant huge prick actually. And I am the arrogant huge prick who is going to make you my bitch. You aren’t used to having real men in your life. Don’t get me wrong, Peter is a lovely guy and he clearly worships you but you have to admit he is soft and a wimp. You need a strong man, a true Alpha who can make you his bitch, his cumdump.” “Fuck you.” “NOBODY will ever fuck me. I will be fucking you ! You know you want it.” “No way. Last night and this morning were one offs.” He just stood there looked in my eyes and then looked at my cock. It was betraying me. It was solid as a rock. He stepped forward, looked back into my eyes and grabbed my cock and balls. “This is saying you accept you are my bitch now, so just accept the situation. This is why I got you to strip so you couldn’t hide your feelings. Now, on your knees.” “No fucking way.” His grip tightened around my balls and I thought he was going to wrench them off. I groaned in pain and dropped to my knees and I was soon sucking his cock to the balls. I wasn’t used to sucking and I was soon choking slime all over it. “Don’t worry. That’s useful for you as that is the only lube you will get. I don’t mind feeling pain so long as I know I am hurting you.” His cock was now fully hard. He spun me around and forced me on all fours like a bitch. My hole wasn’t prepared in any way. I was dry and more importantly full. He forced his cock through my ring and he knew straight away. “You’re full you dirty cunt. From now on you will always be prepared for my cock. You will regret this.” “Let me go and prepare.” “No. I don’t expect to have to wait for a hole. It just means you will feel as if you are being fucked by an even bigger cock.” He started to ride me hard. The pain was awful as my shit was pumped back up into my bowels. Still I thought it wouldn’t last long because he had cum very quickly each time I had seen him fuck. I couldn’t be more wrong. He knew he was hurting me so he rode me slow and deep with occasional frantic bursts. This was truly skilful cum control but eventually he had to dump his load which he did with a roar. He pulled out of me straight away and his cock was covered with his cum and my shit. “You are disgusting. Clean me.” “No way.” There was his hand grabbing my balls again. “Ok. Ok.” I took a deep breath and took his cock in my mouth. It was disgusting. I didn’t understand how guys could enjoy shit. Eventually the taste and smell subsided so we both guessed he was clean but then he grabbed my ears and held me on his cock as he pissed into me. “Don’t spill any !” I swallowed it all. I was disgusted with myself but my cock said otherwise !

We were both spent. Marcus sat naked legs crossed like a yoga pose and he said. “Not a bad start but we need to establish house rules before Peter gets back. As I said, from now on you will be my cumdump. I will use you as I wish. I promise you it will be at least twice a day.” I went to protest. “Shut the fuck up and listen. I won’t be expecting to fuck youwhen Peter is around which is why you must be permanently empty so I can just have a quick fuck and go whenever the opportunity arises. The huge advantage of your nudist lifestyle. If you are dirty then you will have to clean me like today. If it happens frequently then I will assume that you enjoy it and will expect you to take over the boi’s toilet duties. Peter will be completely unaware of our agreement and to him we will be a conventional family unit. The alternative is I will make Peter my bitch. Far less satisfactory and it will ultimately lead to the arrangement I have outlined anyway. The only difference being that you will have sacrificed your beloved husband’s cunt as well.” I decided I needed to buy some to time to work this through and defeat Marcus so I said. “Ok. We have a deal.” “Good. However I haven’t finished yet. Your dungeon” I groaned inwardly. “It interests me and I want training. I am not saying just let me loose in there because, like you, I suspect something would soon be carried out in a body bag so I want you to take me to the club where you obtained the boi. I want training and then we will work scum together ! I know you will say I am underage but you have to admit I can get away with young 20s. Especially if I get rid of these curls. So you will introduce me as your brother.” I was looking for an argument against it all when he announced. “It isn’t open for discussion. You owe me this. You have been living in obscene wealth and luxury, abandoning your son to a life of poverty and squalor. Its payback time.” I grudgingly agreed to everything. “Good. Now go and clean yourself out because I think we need a celebration fuck before Peter gets home, don’t you ?” To my amazement I found myself meekly going to douche.

When I returned Marcus did once again use me as a receptacle for his cum. I can only describe it that way as it was a simple fuck and go for his relief and then we relaxed awaiting Peter’s arrival. I had already had plenty of alcohol but I needed a drink. I prepared a very large gin and tonic which Marcus disapproved of as he didn’t agree with any foreign substances in the ‘temple’ of his body. At least he wasn’t a junky even if he was a sex-obsessed psychopath ! Peter arrived and you would have thought we were the ultimate nuclear family. He looked a little wary as he walked in and said “Hi guys. You two ok ? You sorted out your differences ?” Marcus replied in a jovial voice “Yeah. We’re great. We’ve really found a great starting point for our relationship haven’t we Papa ? Thanks for giving us some bonding time Peter.” He was producing an Oscar-winning performance. I had to match it “Absolutely Marcus. Having you come into my life has transformed it and I am sure my priorities will change.” I was sure Peter and Marcus would interpret that differently.

We spent a couple of hours chatting and telling Marcus all about my family, warts and all. Eventually Peter said “Well guys its bedtime because Alex and I are off tomorrow. We’ll be gone by the time you wake up Marcus. Feel free to stay or go back to your Mum’s but if you do stay please don’t bring strangers here. Alex will be back on Saturday but he’s dropping me off in the Middle East for a week’s conference.” Marcus said “I will stay if that is ok.” He stood up and came and bent over to kiss me. He whispered in my ear “Don’t forget. I’ll be waiting.” He stood up and kissed Peter then said to me “Have a lovely time Papa. And of course you Peter.” He went to bed and Peter said “What a lovely boy. We are so lucky that he has come into our lives.” If he only knew ! “Let’s go to bed my beautiful boy.” He led me by my hand to bed.

To be continued …………….