Sub for Muscular Alpha

Beta 23 yo boy who appreciate rough masculinity and alpha’s superiority Open for dm

[subformuscularalpha]

It was early morning when I was cycling around the lake. I wasn't going too fast but from nowhere appeared this guy jogging and I barely managed to stop and not hit him.

"Sorry, I didn't..." I didn't finish the sentence when I looked up at the man standing in front of me. He was huge. Not only was he more than a head taller than me he also seemed to be around 200 lbs heavier and even his hoodie couldn't hide the bulging frame underneath it. A thick dark beard was covering most of the man's face, going as high as his cheekbones, and adding to his already intimidating appearance.

He stepped closer to me, "Don't you see where you're going, boy?". His deep voice resonated in my head intoxicating me with a feeling of submissiveness.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm just... you've appeared so unexpectedly..." I mumbled to excuse myself.

But the man didn't really listed to me, instead he checked me up and down and then a little smirk appeared on his face. He threw his arm around my neck and pulled me closer to him.

"How high are the chances of accidentally meeting you somewhere in the city?" he spoke softly into my ear, "Shy... Beta... Boy..."

His last words echoed in my mind. I couldn't believe my ears. ShyBetaBoy was my nickname at grindr. I created a profile there around a year ago but whenever I started chatting with a guy I would always chicken out. I desperately wanted to find a guy who could bring my fantasies about dom-sub stuff into life but at some level I was always scared of it and wasn't able to completely accept that part of my personality.

"I remember chatting with you a few weeks ago," the big man continued. His voice was calm and he talked slowly letting each of his word sink deep in my mind. "You sent me some pictures. But then you stopped responding. I suppose, you just beat a load and during that moment when you mind got clear you chickened out..." he paused for a moment looking at me.

My heart started beating faster and I felt my face flush. I was so ashamed of myself — it was so humiliating being caught in the middle of the city by some stranger who turned out to know your deepest secrets. But at the same time I was getting horny from this situation and my little cock started stiffening.

I recalled my memories and remembered some guy with username BeastlyMaster. It must've been him. It was bad, very bad. He took control of me so quickly and easily back than. But that was a game — it couldn't be like that in real life. At least that was what I thought back then.

"You still need to be punished. Do you remember that, boy", the big man tightened his grip around my neck.

"Yes", I nodded.

He grabbed my jaws with his huge hand and made me look him into the eyes, "Yes, what?"

"Yes... Sir," I hesitated for a moment and added, "You faggot need to be punished"

"Good boy," he laughed and patted my cheek. "You address me as 'Sir' or 'Master Max', understood?"

"Yes, Sir"

"Now, pick up your bicycle and let's go. I know one place nearby", he let me bend down to pick my bike up and then he put his arm back around my neck and led me over the lake embankment.

[malepulchritude4]

[subformuscularalpha]

The bar is closing but you can stay. I've been serving the clients all day and it might be the time for somebody to serve me... Get here and hop on the counter. I'm gonna take use of that ass of yours.

[manforge]

[subformuscularalpha]

Fuck, that was a long drive. I'm so ripe... What?... You wanna smell it? Hahah, sure, boy. But you know there's no way back after that — you gonna worship my whole body. And you know what... undress and hop on here, I'm gonna give you a nice ride on my cock.

[subformuscularalpha]

This stud follows me, as I'm about to take shower after workout. Usually I would just change quickly and go home but today I had to take shower at the gym, since I had another appointment right after that and didn't want to lose time, going home. We both walk into the showers — it's a small 9 ft x 12 ft room with a bench and towel rack on the right side, and four shower heads on the left side, without any dividers between them. I pull off my trunks quickly and leave them on the bench. Then I go to the furthest shower head and turn it on, letting the water flow down. It takes some time to find the right temperature. I squeeze out some shower gel and start soaping myself, with my front facing the corner. Despite my strong desire to strike a gaze on the guy next to me, I try to ignore him. But my body is more difficult to deceive...

My cock slowly starts hardening. I try to ignore it and think about something else but it doesn't help.

"Nice ass, boy", a deep voice from behind surprises me and make my cock twitch.

I turn my head and look at the stud. He stands under the water flow in all his beauty, staring at me with a smile. Involuntary my gaze wanders down to the massive shaft hanging between his thighs. It was just a short moment but the guy notices it and to tease me more, he shakes his hips making that python swing left and right.

"Hahah, you like what you see?"

I turn back and try to avoid him. But then I feel how he steps closer, stoping just inches away from me. And then... a loud smack hits my butt, echoing over the room. I jerk and turn around, "What are you doing?". At that moment I just hope nobody else is in the locker room and can't hear that.

"I couldn't help by the view of that ass. It would be so nice to pound it," he scans my body and stops at my crotch, "Oh... somebody's little dick is already excited", he puts his hand on my rock hard cock, making it completely disappear wrapped by his palm, and squeezes it slightly. An intense joy strokes through my whole body.

"Please, stop," my voice trembles, "I'm not into that..." I lie. That's exactly what I have dreamt of but at this moment it feels too frightening.

"You sure? I've seen how you've been undressing me with your eyes for the last hour. How you hungrily inspected those muscles as I was working out," he raises his left arm and flexes his bicep, "Tell me, you don't like it. Tell me, that's not what you want...," I could push a word out of me. He was right. Hundred percent right. "I thought so". He let my cock go, just for a moment, to grab it with his index finger and thumb, and starts slowly jerking me off. "I like how small it is. I don't even need to use my whole hand". With the other hand he grabs my throat, not too firm to hurt but just enough to hold me in place. Up and down, up and down, up and down... he strikes my dicklet, while I give out some quiet moans. My hands go up to his hairy chest and I begin massaging it, feeling the row power of his body. All this time we keep an eye contact. Up and down, up and down, faster and faster — he controls my pace. I'm getting closer. He knows it — he sees that in my eyes. He doesn't say anything just stares and smirks. Then again slower. My cock is already pulsating. Up... down... up... and down... it's almost there... up... I can't control it anymore... and he let it go. Nothing. I feel destroyed. He brought me so close just to let it go. My cock is throbbing to finish what this stud started. I move my hand down but the guy stops it. He shakes his head, "No, boy. We don't wanna make a mess here. You can go with me and I'll show you what I can do with you". He turns around and grabs his towel from the rack to dry himself off. As he walks out of the showers, he doesn't even look back at me. He knows that I'll follow.

[orangekayak]

[pec57]

Sometimes high humidity is a good thing

[subformuscularalpha]

Hey, boy... yeah, you — get here. Now. I've seen you staring at me for the last hour. Don't try to deny — we both know that's not true. Take off your t-shirt, I need to dry off a bit... Yes, thank you. Good boy.

He grabs my shirt and wipes off his massive body as I stand there completely mesmerized by his muscles. Then he throws it back to me.

Thanks. At least some use of you fags... You can put it on again and don't think about changing as you go to the locker room. Go home wearing it. You should now what a real man smells like. And back home... he smirks, We both know, that back home you'll jerk yourself off, while sniffing on that soaked shirt and thinking about me...

[darkboydesire]

[subformuscularalpha]

"Fuck yeah, look at those muscles. Can't believe I used to be a little weakling like you just a few months ago. And now look around — everybody is secretly throwing gazes at me, either with lust or with jealousy", Clark flexed his biceps, making all the veins pop out.

He noticed how I was staring at him. "Don't worry, boy. You'll always be my number one," he made a pause. "Actually, I have an idea," he adjust the growing bulge in his shorts with a cocky smirk, "Hop on, boy. You're gonna sit here on my laps and can feel all those muscles as I pump them. And those other guys are gonna be so jealous of you too"

[beefadmirer]

[subformuscularalpha]

Standing at confident 6 ft and having quite a good physique I thought I was a big guy... until I met Niklas. That powering giant showed me my place and used me as his toy.

[sportiv-skft-klub-deactivated20]

[subformuscularalpha]

"Mhm, I'm sorry but that's my place..."

The hunk at my chaise longue raised his sunglasses slightly and looked at me with a smirk, "Yeah, and what are you gonna do, if I don't leave?" He then flexed his biceps to emphasize his dominance.

[headsqueeze]

While I bearhug you my boyfriend will put you to sleep.

[subformuscularalpha]

When I answered on that message from a couple on grindr, I thought it would be an exciting experience. Jeff, the bigger guy in their couple wanted someone dominant to fuck him, while his boyfriend Leo watched it as a cuckold. Jeff promised he would let me play with his big muscles and let me do, whatever I want with him. Despite I'm more submissive usually but it sounded quite intriguing and I agreed. As soon as I arrived at their place, I played my dominant role as we agreed but they just laughed out loud. Then Jeff stepped close to me, placed his hand on my throught and whispered with a cocky smile, "Slight change of plans... boy. We're gonna play with you and let you feel those muscles"

[beefadmirer]

[subformuscularalpha]

I love how he gets home all sweaty after gym. He pulls his soaked t-shirt off and let me feel those muscles. I kiss those massive pecs, grab his huge biceps and inhale the toxic aroma of his natural masculine odor mixed with salty sweat. He hugs me gently, then his hands slide down. He grabs my ass, squeezing a shy moan out of me. Then my feet leave the floor and he raises me up. I wrap my legs around his torso, feeling weak but secure by his arms. Out lips touch each other and I feel a firm shaft growing bigger and pressing between my butt cheeks.

[subformuscularalpha]

Fuck, bro, look how big I'm getting. Look at those massive arms. I measured them yesterday — they're 18 inches. What? How big are yours? 14,5? Hahahah, yeah, seems like I'm a 'big bro' now...

[subformuscularalpha]

Fuck, look at me. Only 19 year old and I’m fucking better than you. I know you wanna worship this perfect body, you little fag. Get here. Now.

[subformuscularalpha]

Every couple needs a dominant Arab master.

It all began when my girlfriend invited her new colleague for the dinner. I didn't like this idea at first but it all changed when I saw Hassan at our door. When I held out my hand for a shake he just nodded and walked by me. During the dinner he talked mostly with Anne, my girlfriend. And just time from time, he would gesture to me to refill his glass. At some point I notice that his hand was on Anne's thigh and he was massaging it. I know, I had to say something but I was too scared... and excited. When we were done eating, Anne stood up to clean the table and serve the dessert but Hassan gently grabbed her arm and stopped her, "I think your boy can help his woman, right?" and it was probably the first time when he looked me into the eyes. There was something in that gaze that made me obey him immediately. While I was cleaning, they moved to the couch. I hid all the dirty dishes into the dish washer and served the tiramisu that Anne had prepared early. When I brought it to them, Hassan took the plate and looked at me, "You sure, you need that portion?" He didn't say anything, nor did I. But I placed my plate on the side table, next to Hassan. As I wanted to take a seat on the armchair, he again stopped me. He raised his massive legs and placed his feet on the sofa table, "I wouldn't mind some massage for my legs". I don't know why but I dropped down on my knees and started working on his feet. It was already too late. I didn't even notice how he took control of me, my girlfriend and my house.

[subformuscularalpha]

"Hey, big bro... or better to say 'older bro'", Derek laughs while flexing his newly gained massive bicep in front of a mirror, "Fuck, look how huge I am. I think, I'm gonna make rules around here from now on. Do you agree?" he throws his arm around my puny shoulders and drags me into a frame as he snaps another picture with both of us. Fuck, I look tiny compared to my 18-year-old bro now.

[subformuscularalpha]

Flexing whenever he sees a mirror and he doesn't care what others think, because he's superior to them.

[subformuscularalpha]

MuscleStud taking control over me

Chapter 1It was a rainy afternoon and I was sitting at home doing nothing except browsing through the web. It’s not the best way to spend yo

Hey, here's one of my longer stories. It's just a beginning, but I promise it will be interesting.

[subformuscularalpha]

The small guy is so happy because he hasn't realised yet what him expects. He's gonna lose the ability to walk for the next two days.