The Alpha Complex

This is a two-part follow on story to the Long And The short Of It, and also links in to A New Life For Alec. It occurred to  me that just as joe and Alec have both had their say, then Terry really should have some input. He is, after all, the third wheel in this saga and provided young Joe with his love of all things Alpha....

Sometimes, you just need to take the opportunity. Or make the opportunity. Or forever regret that you never tried.

I’m a good example of that. I have no problem with being bisexual but I’ve always considered myself to be Alpha. I love to be in control and that means that my Part A fits into someone else's Part B or B(1). And that is because mine has always been strictly exit only. 

I suppose that is mostly because there is a natural order to things. For every true Alpha male, there are plenty of females and Beta males to go around. Some are more Beta than others. Some waver between wanting to top or bottom. But others are 100% natural total passive bottom boys and just need showing the way to become a proper slut for Alpha dick. 

Joe was a good example of that.

I’d got him to the stage that I wanted him. All 5 feet 4 inches of him. Small, blonde, hairless, docile and submissive, he'd turned into the perfect bottom boy -  complete with an insignificant tiny dick that I'd got him used to ignoring, until I allowed him to.

He was young – 17 when I first started training him up, but he looked more like 13. And he wanted me to be his first. Take his virginity and teach him what it was all about.....Oh, I’d seen the kid around at the gym, and of course I thought he looked cute. Illegal, but cute. Mind you, I’d secretly eyed him up loads when he was doing his gymnastic routines. A helping hand here, a supportive touch there. I’d made a point of tidying up in the changing room when he’d finished, but he never, not once, stripped off to get showered. No, he put his street clothes on over his gym kit. I mean, who the fuck does that? So I was always in this semi-hard state imagining what he looked like.

Now, I’m happy to quietly admit that I’m bi, but as I said, I’m strictly top. And to be honest, in a toss up between the two, I lean more towards pussy. But the kid was something else. Pretty, almost feminine features. And really good legs - tanned, smooth, slim but nicely muscled. And that arse....small, firm, what you’d call a bubble butt, stuck out like it was begging to be prised open and fucked. Yeah, he was cuter than most chicks. And when he said he'd be eighteen soon and was a virgin, well, I was like “thank you very much, I’ll have some of that!”.

And then he’d told me that he had a delayed puberty syndrome, loved control and domination porn and wanted to be used. Oh, he even told me that he got hugely embarrassed at school as he was hairless and had a tiny cock! Fuck, I thought my birthday and Christmas had arrived at the same time! When he confessed that he couldn’t cum much....well, it was obvious that he just wanked too often. Huh, what teenager doesn’t wank at least three times a day? So when the kid said that he wanted an experience, I knew that I needed to get him to refocus on something else, other than his sad little boy dick.

Oh yeah, you can bet that I took my time, getting the kid worked up. Got his cock locked away in a chastity device from day one to stop him from playing with himself. And fully naked too. Haha! That got him focused on what I was doing to him, all right. And embarrassed. And really started to get him feeling submissive and controlled.

Then I got him used to the bondage. I love getting a woman in bondage, got my place set up quite well now for just that purpose. Haha! Getting a 17 year old, naturally docile boy to be turned on to being helpless in restraints was easy, and a real turn-on for me too. With his dick locked away, his arms and legs stretched out and restrained, I could work him up to an anxious, horny frenzy at my leisure. Oh yeah, I spent time getting his pert little nips and those tiny balls of his trained up and sensitive. Man, they ended up swollen! I got them hot-wired in to his pleasure centre - perfect to use and abuse and get his motor running in the future.

Oh man, it was sweet, how the boy wanted to feel helpless and controlled. He'd practically begged me to turn him into a bitch. And I did, I really did. Better than I realised.

I popped his cherry while he was helpless and forcibly held wide open to me. But I was gentle - didn’t want to damage the kid, he was younger and smaller than some girls I’ve done. And I definitely didn’t want to put him off, either, so yeah, I was careful and considerate. Then a couple of days later, after getting him a bit more used to being opened up so it wasn’t quite so painful, I treated the kid to his first orgasm for over a week when I fucked it out of him. Only I wasn’t expecting it to happen quite like it did. 

I thought that I’d get him really excited in bondage, completely subjugated and spread wide open with his arse high, so I could finally get through his second gate. My plan was that I’d cum in him and then release him from the bonds and play with his tits and balls to help him get himself off – it was his eighteenth birthday, after all.

But it didn’t work that way. What happened was that young Joe had really tuned in to his prostate. So with me sucking on his nips and my fat cock rubbing his joy button, when I broke through his inner sphincter it flipped his trigger and little Joe shot his load all over the place. Surprised the hell out of me, I can tell you. But in such a good way that I couldn’t hold off any more either, and I came harder than I had done in months. It was even better than fucking pussy, in some ways, cos I could see his orgasm happening and with women it’s all emotional and internal.

Now, I’ve had a few virgins in the past, female and male. Well, I’m a stud, right? Got the looks, got the muscles. I’m popular and I’ve had a lot of experience through the years. Especially with getting some eager bitch bound - arms and legs wide, tits thrust out, maybe with a blindfold so she has to focus on the sensation - and working her over so she’s having multiple orgasms, it’s as hot as fuck. But I’m telling you, young Joe is the first boy I’ve ever known to be so naturally submissive that his orgasm can be controlled by a dominant partner, to the extent that his cock doesn’t need to be touched. It was such a fucking turn-on. Made me feel like a world class stud.

Sure, we had some fun for a while but I didn’t want Joe becoming dependent on me. I like my freedom, y'know? And a couple of the girls I know had started to drop broad hints that they were available for a bit of fun if I was available, sort of thing. And having Joe about so much was kind of cramping my style. Not that it wasn’t very gratifying, having this teenager who thinks I’m his idol, and as I say, he's as cute as they come. But I did kinda feel responsible for the kid, so I encouraged him to think about expanding his world. It was Joe who dreamt up having a gang-bang, with himself as the only bottom.

I tell you, I was in two minds. At first, I thought to tell him he was too young, it was a stupid idea, he needed to explore his preferences more with individual dominant top-men first...but I went with it. Well, the thought of seeing the kid used by a room full of tops was too hot to pass up, so I called some of my old Army mates. Now, some of them are straight and some are...shall we say, broad minded and adventurous. I knew for a fact that more than a couple had made use of boy pussy before, when we were in some awkward times overseas and there was no women available – or the women were too fucking ugly to draw any interest.

Anyway, I caught up with most of my mates and was upfront about it, said that I knew this small, pretty boy who wanted to be used as a slut. Now, me and the guys, we’d partied before with women. The lads...well, most are in relationships, married or girlfriends, whatever, but they’ve said before that their sex lives are a bit humdrum and they’re always on the lookout for a bit of adventure. It’s why they were in the Army, eh? Adventure and excitement? But they're not ogres. I knew that they would treat Joe OK providing they could get their rocks off, so when enough of them said that they were up for it, I made the arrangements. And made sure that little Joe was going to be prepared. 

I’m not a monster either, I wanted him to enjoy himself as well. So I did the same as before, locked his cock away but this time for over three weeks, and got him as horny as fuck. Teased the hell out of him too, really got him hot to trot. Oh, and the master stroke was giving him the tiniest dildo I could find so that every day he just made himself even hornier, kept his ring open but never enough to stretch it properly, and not long enough to even press against his prostate much. Hahaha! All it did was increase his frustration. I could see him getting more and more heated up as the weeks went by.

Yeah, it worked like a dream. Cute little Joe was an instant hit with the boys. I'd got him this second hand oversized muscle vest and shorts that were way too small, and made a few alterations with scissors so that they didn’t really hide anything. Poor little Joe looked like a complete slut and was so embarrassed that he blushed all the time. The boys couldn’t get enough, they wanted to eat him.

I don’t know how the kid managed it though. He took them all on, individually, while he was secured and restrained, with his cock locked up so, apart from giving oral, his entire experience of the sex was via his arse. Talk about male  nymphomaniac! After that, the cage came off. And then all eleven of us, including me, piled in and gave him the real gang bang that he'd fantasised about. He was spit-roasted, double-penetrated and used as a total cum bucket for hours, until he was gaping open and dribbling spunk from every orifice. I think all the lads came at least three times each. I know I did. So did young Joe. And he fucking loved it.

I’ll tell you, the response from the boys was great. They all wanted to know when they could meet up with the kid for a repeat performance, but the logistics of getting them all together at the same time again....in the end, I sorted some evenings out and they came to see him at my place  in dribs and drabs. Well, he does still live with his parents. I have no problems with loads of horny ex-squaddies shagging the arse off their son, but I imagine that they'd object if it was on the shag-pile in front of their TV while they trying to have their tea!

In fact, one of the guys – big, black Billy – saw Joe by himself. Billy's got a massive cock, much bigger than mine, gotta be almost 11 inches – it’s why we used to call him Billy the Willie – and little Joe really hit it off with him. But maybe Billy was just too much of a good thing. They had about four one-on-one meets, and then.. nothing. Between you and me, Billy had an on-and-off girlfriend for a couple of years and so far as I know has at least two kids somewhere, from years back. But I always sort of wondered about Billy. Just a feeling, that’s all I’m saying.....

Anyhow, next thing you know, Joe starts seeing my neighbour. Now, that surprised me, that’s for sure.

I didn’t really know Alec. I mean, yeah, sure, he's my neighbour, moved in a while after me, but apart from that I didn’t know him. Why would I? He’s pleasant enough, in his 50’s, just always struck me as a thousand percent straight and a bit of a loner. There’s something slightly....odd....about him. I dunno, something a bit weird with his forehead maybe. He shaved his head sometimes but he’s got real hairy forearms and thick hair on the backs of his hands, and slightly big teeth. I’d swear he looked a bit Neanderthal....you know, like a caveman, but taller, over 6 feet, anyway. Real fucking intimidating. He’s a big built guy, not fat, just kind of heavy, but muscular in a non-gym-fit sort of way; a builder I think. So I used to be polite and say hi, pass the time of day, but otherwise I didn’t really have much to do with him.

Well, a couple of months after the party, Joe said to me that he couldn’t make the following Saturday night as Alec had asked him around. I was like, oh ok, I was going to ask one of the boys over and give you a bit of a nice spit roast, but that’s fine. I mean, I could hardly complain, could I? I’d been trying to get the kid to be more independent of me for months, be a bit more confident and start to find his own hook-ups, y'know? So I was curious but didn’t ask too many questions. He just said he’d let me know how it went and would it be ok if I invite Alec over sometime, depending on if it went well. I said sure, have fun and I’d look forward to hearing all about it afterwards. But I was pleased that the kid had told me. And I was just next door in case it turned out that Alec was, like, a mass murderer or it got unpleasant. 

I was a bit concerned though, cos Alec looks so...I don’t know....dangerous, I suppose. Like he’s on the verge of starting a fight or something. 

So, anyway, Joe meets up with Alec, calls me a day later to rave about Alec, then tells me he couldn’t see me next week either as he was seeing Alec. Oh sure, little Joe was very descriptive about how fantastic Alec is, I just wondered if we were talking about the same Alec. Somehow, everything Joe was telling me didn’t fit with my perception of my neighbour.

Then, the next week Joe calls me again and is even more like, Alec this and Alec that. Yeah, seriously. Like Alec is this sex god.... Seems that Alec could make little cute boy Joe have multiple orgasms, like a woman. I mean, really? Yeah, it just didn’t quite match up with how I saw Alec. So I was very curious. And, I admit, a bit jealous.

Ok, cut a long story short. Curiosity got the better of me in the end, so I scribbled an invitation for Alec to come round for a drink with me and Joe the following Saturday evening, and shoved it through his door when he was working.

***

Joe arrived early at 8:45pm. Hmm, he was obviously eager and looking forward to the evening. I gave him a drink and told him to change from his, admittedly very nice top and skinny jeans into something less formal. So I got him to wear the same cut off muscle vest and shorts that he'd worn for the gang bang. He looked like a true slut boy in them and if anything was going to ensure that Alec got put in the mood, it was how Joe looked in this gear. I opted for casual shirt and jeans.

I had some low key background music, something middle of the road, just for ambiance. Low mood lighting, a couple of bottles of wine...it was all there to set the potential for a proper horny evening, if it should go that way. I was also half prepared to fight, if Alec should turn into a rampaging lunatic or mass murderer, despite what Joe had said.

Alec arrived on time at 9pm with a bottle of decent red wine in hand.  He looked casually smart enough in jeans and buttoned up collar shirt, but somehow gave the impression of being too big for everything he was wearing, even though his clothes fitted him well. He was polite, delighted that I’d invited him round and was very complimentary about my furniture. 

I sat on the armchair across from Alec, each of us with a wine glass in hand, so that he and I could weigh each other up - or eye each other up, I’m not quite sure. Alec was chatty, in a general sort of way, asked about my life in the Army, how I settled in to being a civvy when I left the Army, did I enjoy working at the gym...that sort of thing. He told me about his divorce and having to start his building company again after losing pretty much everything...blah blah blah.

Joe sat next to him on the (expensive brown leather) sofa practically purring like a cat as Alec had his left arm stretched out on the back of the cushions, and stroked Joe’s ear with his index finger. It was a sweet, insignificant little gesture that was simultaneously dominantly marking his territory, somehow.

Joe said barely one fucking word, just sat there with this slightly glazed look in his eyes and I swear to God he was rock hard and drooling.

It must have been the anticipation, but I found myself getting hard too, just watching this tiny display of affection. And I  wanted to move the action along and get little Joe stretched out and securely restrained between me and Alec, so that we could share him. So, small talk over and the sexual tension building, I put my glass down and moved over to sit on the sofa, the other side of Joe, and started to lightly thumb Joe's nipple nearest to me.

“Hey neighbour, since we have this kid handy, let’s see what he’s got on offer, shall we?” I suggested.

“Hmmm. Yes. It’s about time you paid some  respect to your elders and betters, boy" said Alec, and tweaked Joe's nipple nearest to him.

“Mmmmmm, yes sir" groaned Joe, the epitomy of submissive obedience, raising his arms, putting his hands behind his head and opening his legs wide. He sat there between us looking small and helpless as me and Alec rubbed his chest and pinched his nips up for a while, getting him – and us – in the mood for much, much more. 

I noticed that Alec had shifted in his seat a bit, obviously uncomfortable to be so confined in his jeans if the suddenly large bulge at the front was anything to go by. Alec moved Joe forward slightly so that he could run his hand down Joe's back under the muscle vest to the top of the tiny shorts that Joe was wearing. I pulled Joe towards me a little, giving Alec room to manoeuvre. Next thing I know, Alec has raised Joe up and started to slide the shorts down over the kid's arse. So I grabbed the boy's head and pulled it down into my lap. Alec now had Joe's legs across his lap, off the floor, and strips the shorts all the way down and off the kid's feet.

“Now that's how I like my boy" growled Alec, giving Joe's beautiful, bare arse a firm smack. “I like him completely naked, docile and compliant. Get that vest off him".

I didn’t even question or object, I just automatically complied with Alec's demand and pulled the loose vest over Joe's head.

When I looked across at Alec, he’d hoisted the kid's hips up and had his face buried in Joe's arse. From the mewling noises coming from Joe, I had no doubts that Alec was treating him to a bad case of shivering anus caused by a warm, wet, active tongue circling, lapping and spearing around and through his sensitive ring.I opened my jeans, hauled out my rapidly hardening cock and shoved Joe's mouth straight down on to my thick 8.5 inches. 

No doubt about it, the kid's deep throating ability had gone from good to stellar performance over recent months. With Alec's tongue giving him some thrills down below, Joe was definitely humming a fantastic tune and vibrating his throat unbelievably around my cock. I twisted forward a bit to see a little better what Alec was doing, and could just make out that he was squeezing the kid's little balls in his fist and pulling down on them. No wonder the boy was humming!

The evening was definitely looking up. 

Continued in Part 2