You waited for him after the game like he told you. You could hear the rear of the team as they came down the hall way. You sat in the office with the blinds closed as the deep yells and cheers filled the room.
Your heart started to skip a beat, as you could hear locker doors being slammed and showers being turned on. You told yourself you would not peak but with the lights out you wouldn’t be seen right?
You carefully peaked between the blinds, there in front of you was heaven….A parade of tall beefy alphas, lats wider than your whole body with shoulders so broad it was no wonder they only wore tank tops. Your eyes trailed down to massive pecs that you wanted to bury your head. Arms that were so jacked that could snap you in two like a twig. The abs though baffled you. How could such mammoth build have tight abs? As your eyes dropped further downward you gasped at the giant round globes these men had for asses. Glutes that enabled them to run and jump on the field. The beautiful cakes were powered by tree trunk thighs with quads and hamstrings that practically tore through their skin they were so big. Last were the calves, calves as big as your 15 inch neck!!
The real beauty and crowning glory of these alphas were their baby making tools. Your mouth watered at the sight of the horse hung, beer can thick , mushroom headed phallus that could father a thousand sons easily with the naval orange sized balls swinging as they walked.
This team of football players were father nature’s finest, specifically selected for their genetics, athletic ability, intelligence and strength. With women now gone and bottom men fated to be bearers of future sons father nature conditioned the best specimens to breed new generations of alphas and bearers….
This is where you play your part in this grand reproductive design. You don’t know how or why but one day while at the gym you were approached by a muscular body builder with his baseball cap pulled down low. You couldn’t even make out his eyes, only the smirk of his smile as he handed you a metal business card. On the back of it said….
“Few are admired and even fewer chosen, in father nature we breed so our bearers may concieve for a new generation to lead….!”
Your hole twitched as you clutched that card, you’d heard rumors there were scouts, clandestine breeding ceremonies and boys like you giving birth to 10 + pound sons. It wasn’t a rumor anymore it was real and you’d been selected to be the newest vessel to carry one of the men’s baby, but which one?
As the men dressed after showering you watched them exit a few at a time. Soon the locker room was quiet and empty, except for the sound of steam pumping in the steam room. You quietly stepped out of the office, in the full length mirror on the wall you noticed your own body under the light. Somehow it looked bigger, your waist was a tight 28 inches and ripped from months of core work. Your biceps had grown to a nice 16 inches, the cycling and squats had beefed up your ass, thighs and calves that now pulled at the seams of your Zara skinny chinos (they were actually too tight now).
Your hips now a slight curve and your back now had a few peaks and valleys in it. To a stranger the would assume you were a ballet dancer or maybe a competitive water polo player. All you could notice now was the wet mark in the seat of your pants.
“Damn it” you whispered as you panicked. A panic was that interrupted by nearly all the lights going out in the room except for the shower room and steam room.
All you could see was the faint light coming from the doorway, then a thump!
Your heart raced,what were you supposed to do? You turned toward the exit thinking maybe this was a mistake, a practical joke. You began tip toeing away when you heard that voice!
“You only get the invitation once you know?”
The sound of a man’s voice so deep its resonance made your hole spasm.
“I, I, I wasn’t sure if this was real…”
A stern voice commanded…
“Turn around and come towards the light”
You slowly turned around and gulped. The steam from the steam room drifted into the r locker room creating a fog under a line hanging light. You could see the outline of a man. You could see he was tall but you couldn’t make out his face or much of anything else. As the steam pushed you into a sweat the hulking figure walked closer into the light, there your heart beat fast as your eyes widened. In front of you was not a man but a god, a 6'4 hairy beast that had muscles like you’d never seen. The chest alone was 55 inches, shoulders nearly as wide a bumper on a car, arms so huge they were like giant guns used for god only knows what. The abs of this man were ripped and covered in light trails of dark hair, his thighs, this man’s thighs….they were so thick you’d think the quadriceps were going to tear out of the skin. But between his legs was what you’d heard whispers about, in front of you stood a 12 inch, beer can thick banana shaped dick with an uncut mushroom head oozing lots of baby batter onto the floor. This phallic symbol of fertility was powered by almost grape fruit sized testicles squeezing back and forth dutifully providing potent sperm for worthy eggs.
All you could do was stare, there was too much alpha glory for you take in and he could see that.
“You like what you see son?”
You just nodded in agreement, he stepped directly under the light and the you saw the man’s face. A face chiseled with a strong jaw, full lips, unshaven and the most piercing green eyes, green eyes that made you shriek as you saw the emerald glow brighten in the pupil.
“Wait what the hell are you?”
“Ha ha ha ha, you scared son? Of course you are. You’ve never been with an SA.”
“SA?”
“SUPERIOR ALPHA!”
The beast banged on his chest as he roared like lion.
All you could do was stand there frozen in fascination and fear.
“We’ve been selected as the best of the best and enhanced by a superior force. The plague wiped out the female population leaving the world’s population at only 15% of what we were at. So that’s where we come in, us football players are already built and have superior genetics ,we’ve been enhanced even more for breeding. You know how tense and frustrating it is being constantly in breeding mode? I need a boy who I can train to handle me and birth out my own pee wee league team of boys!”
All you could do was stare, this was a dream come true yet maybe a nightmare as well. What superior force was he referring to? How the fuck could his eyes glow? Before you could open your mouth to speak you felt him lean in close to your face.
“The scout told me about you, showed me the video from his phone. When I saw that pink hole of yours in the shower I knew you had to be mine, don’t worry son your alpha daddy will take good care of you.
To be continued….
Part 2:
The alpha brought his hand up to your cheek, the palm so big it was more like a paw on a bear. Its callused fingers swept against your smooth cheek. The touch of a man made you close your eyes and a shiver went up your spine, you’d waited so long for a real man. Your eyes being closed you don’t even realize he’s now wrapped you up in his arms and your face is now pressed against his lower chest. This beast now grips you tightly, surely claiming you for him and no one else.
Time seems to stop as you savor his scent, a cross between musk, sweat and something you can’t describe. You suddenly feel him lean down and his tongue presses firmly into your lips and forces it’s way through into your mouth exploring you, sloppy passionate kisses give way as he takes in your youthful essence and his tongue stretches deeper into your mouth and then your throat. Before you can gag he grips you. You don’t even realize his tongue his burrowing down your throat forcing your gag reflex, you try to squirm but he’s got you and then….
A pop! A pop in your throat and you feel him dislodge. Upon releasing you from his grip you rub your neck with your throat now sore.
"What just….what just happened???”
“I got rid of your gag reflex son, here drink this itll help”
He hands you a water bottle full of blue liquid as you begin to drink it you notice how smooth and sweet it tastes.
Now
