#his obsession

[sweetasscandy78]

Pain with pleasure....

Thank you for tonight... I look forward to sooooo much more .... until our promise is complete and were skin to skin. ...

[rentinghim]

When he a lil aggressive & sweet

[kayime]

He-leg fascination-tian

[bring-me--that-horizon]

Johnny and his creepy obsession with microphones 😂 this is so True! Go follow @johnnyDepp_in_wonderland on IG guys :*

[itsnotworkinguys]

Jungkook the type of guy that wears timbs to school.

[telluriccurrents]

Family: “Breaking Point”

Shane was laid back on the couch in his underwear watching tv when his Stepfather walked into the room. 

"For Christ's sake, boy. Put some fucking clothes on," his Stepfather told him. He was getting tired of the boy running around the house in his underwear and not much of anything else when his mother was gone.

“Why? Is my hot young body turning You on, old Man? Or is it my nice thick cock under here that has You all hot and bothered?" Shane said laughing as he put his hand down the front of his briefs, conspicuously adjusting himself. His Stepfather just frowned.

"Come on, admit it. You know I'm hot. I bet You want some of this, don't you? Everyone wants a taste of this. Even the fags at school drool over me. Don't think I haven't seen You do the same,” Shane said, grabbing his dick through his underwear.

The boy loved fucking with his Stepfather to get a rise out of him. Shane leaned back into the sofa as he ran his hands up and down his athletic torso, seemingly proud of himself, ending with his hand back in his underwear stroking himself suggestively.

Shane's Stepfather couldn't help but think the boy had grown way too cocky as he got older. Sure, the kid was good looking and had a nice body. Sure, he was sexy in an arrogant sort of way, but the boy didn't realize he was messing with fire. Usually his Stepfather ignored the kid, for Shane's mother's sake, but she wasn't here, and she wouldn't be for a couple more days.

"What's wrong, old Man? Getting a woody from imagining my cock sliding down Your throat? You jonesing to suck my cock? Swallow some virile young cum? Is that what you want?" Shane asked trying to humiliate the older Man.

Having enough of the boy’s mouth, his Stepfather grabbed Shane around the throat and yanked him up off the sofa while simultaneously grabbing the boy's cock and balls in a vise grip with His other hand.

Pain shot up instantly from the boy’s groin to his head causing him to double over. Shane's head was now at the same level as his Stepfather's crotch as he gasped for breath. Grabbing the boy's hair, his Stepfather rubbed the boy's face roughly against the bulge in his pants and held him there.

“When you become a real man and your pecker finally grows bigger than your tits, come and see Me, little boy," his Stepfather said angrily. "Until then, the only cock being sucked around here is Mine. All you are is a pathetic little bitch so desperate for attention that he would do anything just to be noticed, including taking his Stepdaddy's fat cock up his pretty little ass," the older Man said releasing the boy and shoving him roughly back onto the sofa.

"Now if that’s what you want, you pathetic faggot, just say so and stop jerking Me around. I’d love to split that pretty little ass wide open and make you My own personal bitch. I'll fuck that shitty attitude out of you eight inches at a time. You'd be crying like a baby. Begging Me to stop while I cored you a new cunt between your legs. Keep it up and I will. I promise. Until then, fuck off. Are we clear?" his Stepfather said seething with anger.

"Yes, Sir," Shane said, careful not to make eye contact with the older Man. He had never seen Him that angry before. It was powerful, intense and scary.

That night, as Shane lay in bed, he couldn't stop thinking about what had happened earlier. The older Man's hands gripped tightly on his junk. Shane's face pushed up against his Stepfather's crotch. He could feel the older Man's cock through his jeans. Shane thought He might have actually been hard, or maybe was He was just that big.

Shane couldn't stop thinking about what would have happened if his Stepfather had carried through with His threat? What if He had shoved His cock down Shane's throat, forcing him to suck Him off? Worse, what if the older Man had bent Shane over the couch and shoved His cock up Shane's ass to teach him a lesson like He promised? Would He actually do that? Shane had to know. He needed to know. If so, he would steer clear of Him in the future, though the boy's now rock-hard cock suggested otherwise.

Shane jumped out of bed, putting on a pair of shorts and a tank top. He needed to talk to his Stepfather. Not to ask Him to fuck him or anything, he wasn't a fag. But just to gauge Him. He had to know if the older Man just trying to scare him or was He serious? He couldn't get the threat of his Stepfather raping him out of his head.

As he got to his Stepfather's office door, he looked down. He didn't know why but his dick was rock hard. He'd have to wait a few minutes for it to go down. He didn't want to give his Stepfather the wrong idea. That was when he heard the low moans coming from the office.

Looking through the crack in the door, Shane could see his Stepfather was laying back in His chair leisurely stroking His cock, intermittent groans coming from His throat. Shane couldn't believe how big and thick the older Man's cock was. Much bigger than his.

Little did Shane know, but the video on his Stepdad's computer screen of the two chicks eating each other out had lost His attention. He had started thinking about the look on Shane's face full of fear and awe of Him. It was beautiful. Months of tolerating the little shit's attitude gave way in that moment to the knowledge that He wanted to dominate the boy, teach him a lesson, put him in his place. It was His house. He was the Man after all. It was time to teach the little bastard a lesson, to make His stepson show Him the respect that He was due.

Replaying the events in His head as He continued to jerk His thick cock, Shane's Stepfather wasn't really sure what had made Him say those things to the boy. He could have threatened the boy without making it sexual, but He didn't. Maybe subconsciously He did feel that way. Either way, He decided that He wouldn't hold back anymore. It was His house, His rules. The boy would obey Him from here on out or there would be consequences. The idea of fucking His stepson had never occurred to Him until that day. Now He couldn't stop thinking about it.

As He jerked off to memories the boy's smooth athletic body, the fantasy of Shane face down on the couch, his beautiful, muscled ass cheeks spread open by the older Man's  thick man meat splitting the boy open while the boy begged Him to stop, caused Him to moan even louder. He was getting close.

As He continued to stroke himself, He couldn't help but wonder if the boy would give Him another opportunity to show him that He meant business. If he did, next time, He fantasized, He'd rape him just as He promised. He'd show him he was the only real Man in the house.  That was all it took to send Him over the edge.

"Fuck, I'm coming. Take it you little bitch," He groaned loudly as He imagined shoving His cock deep in the boy's cunt and filling it with His load. He imagined the boy, tears rolling down his cheeks as he licked the cum and ass juice off His cock, thanking Him for fucking him and promising to be a good boy from then on out. The fantasy was hot.

As the horniness faded away, Shane's Stepfather wondered whether He could really do that to His stepson. There were better ways to put the kid in his place. Ways that didn't involve raping the boy. Part of Him knew that He was capable of it. His temper had a way of taking over.  But for now, He thought, as He stuffed his softening cock back into His jeans, He would just have to content Himself with jerking off to the fantasy in His head.

The entire time, Shane had been quietly listening from the other side of the door jerking himself to the sounds of his Stepfather's moaning and final orgasm. Shane couldn't help but be impressed with just how much the older Man had cum when He finally shot His load all over His chest and abs. When Shane was pinned against the older Man's crotch earlier, he had noticed how thick and packed it was, but seeing His cock at its full glory blowing His load all over the place was even more impressive. Shane realized that his Stepfather was more of a Man than he was, maybe even ever be.

Shane wondered what his Stepfather had been jerking off about. Whoever or whatever it was clearly had Him worked up. It was probably some college sorority slut He saw in a bar, Shane thought to himself. But the idea also came into his head that it might have been him. After all, He had threatened to fuck him, and in that moment, the threat had been very real to Shane.

Shane began to wonder if his Stepfather was actually turned on about the idea of fucking him. When He came, did He imagine shooting his load down Shane's throat or deep inside Shane's asshole like some horny bitch giving up her ass? Shane thought about how much it would hurt having a cock as big as His coring out his asshole. He wouldn't care if Shane was in pain. Shane knew He probably would enjoy fucking him as rough and hard as He could.

"Uggh," Shane said in a muffled voice, careful not to let his Stepfather hear, as he suddenly shot his load into his underwear.

As Shane quietly returned to his room, he thought to himself that it would never happen. His Stepfather had to be just messing with him. He was straight after all. He was married to Shane's mom. It was obvious to him now that his Stepfather was just trying to scare him. Next time, Shane thought, he'd call His bluff, show the older Man that He didn't scare easily.

If only they both knew what the other was thinking.

[telluriccurrents]

Seduced: "Rolling in the Deep"

James had jerked off for the third time today. It was no use. While he had tried thinking about his beautiful wife, his fantasies instead kept turning back to the hot muscular Alpha he had met at the club. Had he known how it would turn out, he would never have allowed himself to do it. But what was done was done.

James had always thought that he was a pretty typical straight Man. Strong, confident, rarely intimidated by other Men. Though he could get as much pussy as he wanted, he had never cheated on his wife. Until last night.

Some friends had scored some mollies and suggested they go out dancing just like old times. Since his wife was at her mother's house with their new baby and it had been a while since he had done anything fun, James agreed to join them and headed down to the Quarter.

When James got there, it was a mixed crowd. Plenty of women, but also lots of muscle guys and pretty boys who liked to see and be seen. Most of them gay or at least bi, no doubt. Still he found himself having more fun than he had in a long time.

As the night dragged on, his buddies had either gone home or hooked up leaving James at the club by himself. He knew that he probably should go home too, but he decided to stay a little longer to enjoy the music, the dancing, and the lingering effects of the molly he had taken.

Wearing a tight black muscle shirt, James was dancing in the middle of the dance floor, innocently flirting with girls and guys alike. When out of the blue, he caught sight of the Alpha dancing near the edge of the dance floor. It was hard not to notice Him.

While James was aware of Him, he hadn’t given Him much thought until the Alpha was suddenly next to him dancing. The Alpha had His back to him, but James still recognized Him, His haircut, His build, His size. It was definitely Him. Whether on purpose or by chance, the Alpha's muscular shoulders and arms kept casually brushing against James’s back. James moved a few steps back to give Him more space.

Somehow, that didn't rectify the situation. Whether it was people crowding the dance floor or the Alpha doing it deliberately, the Alpha continued to lightly bump in to him. James decided to say something about dancing so close. Placing a hand on His shoulder to get His attention, the Alpha turned around. James was caught off guard by how handsome He was up close. James completely forgot why he had wanted His attention.

To say the Alphas was handsome, didn’t do Him justice. He was striking. He was tall, taller than James, broad shoulders, dark hair with a few lonely gray hairs at the temple. He had piercing green eyes and a day’s growth of beard surrounding the sexiest smile James had ever seen. The Alpha smiled even wider when He realized James was staring at Him. James couldn't decide if His smile was cocky or genuine. Regardless, it was sexy as fuck.

“Well, hello there gorgeous,” the Alpha said, His voice deep and sexy, but friendly.

“Hi,” James replied coyly, quickly turning around. He was embarrassed having being caught checking Him out. But even as he turned away, James couldn’t get the thought of the Alpha’s sexy smile out of his mind. He decided it was probably genuine. A small smile crept over James’s face at the Alpha's remark that he was gorgeous.

After a few minutes, James felt compelled to look over at the Alpha again. He couldn't help himself. The Alpha was dancing shirtless now, but now He was facing James. His eyes were closed and His body was swaying to the music. This gave James a few moments to study Him some more without being so obvious.

The Alpha was muscular, but not overly so. Proportional. Not a body builder, but definitely a gym rat. Despite His size, His muscles glided effortlessly as He moved to the music. His chest was covered in a light down of fur, thinning into a treasure trail that disappeared into the top of His jeans. James couldn't help but notice how His waist and hips moved to the music in a way that told James that He not only had good rhythm on the dance floor, but probably also in bed.

Watching the Alpha dance, James imagined the Alpha between his wife's legs, making love to her as she moaned in sheer ecstasy. He was actually her type. In fact, He was everyone's type. He was the kind of Man that every woman wanted, while guys either wanted to be Him or to be with Him. James frowned a little unsure if he was jealous of Him. It was not in his nature to feel that way around other Men.

James’s eyes continued down His body, sweeping down the Alpha’s muscular torso and defined abs. He had square, powerful hips, and His thighs stretched against the tight denim as His knees while His hips swayed in rhythm with the music.

James noticed that He was wearing large, leather boots. The size of His feet made James’s eyes reflexively jump to His crotch. Like the rest of Him, it was big too. Now James was definitely a little jealous, or maybe just insecure. When James finally looked up, the Alpha was looking at him with that beautiful smile again.

"Fuck," James thought. He was busted again.

The Alpha smiled as He confidently moved closer to James without saying a word. The only good thing about the Alpha catching him was that James could study His face and body now without embarrassment. After all, the Alpha had approached him.

As He casually danced in front of James, James unconsciously responded to His moves, matching His rhythm. As they danced, James couldn't help but feel the Alpha was studying him too.

"I'm James," he finally said leaning in close to the Alpha so he could be heard. James was caught off guard by his scent. It wasn’t cologne. James didn’t think that He was wearing any. It was something else. Something clean, masculine, sexual even.

"I know. I asked around" the Alpha responded. James blushed at the idea that the Alpha had been checking him out as well, even asking about him. Reaching over, the Alpha brushed something off James's cheek. Leaning in, James asked what it was.

"Glitter," the Alpha said.

"Thanks," James said smiling. He couldn’t stop staring at the Alpha’s face and smile.

There was no glitter. The Alpha had merely wanted to see if James would pull back when He touched him. He didn't. In fact, He noticed that James also had not objected to His slow advance into his personal space. So naturally, the Alpha moved in closer.

After a few more minutes without asking, the Alpha surreptitiously slipped His hands under James’s muscle shirt. In one fluid uninterrupted move hinting that He had done this lots of times, He pulled it up and over James’s head. Surprised at the sudden movement, James let Him.

"That's better. I was going to say that you looked like you were getting hot, but you're even hotter now," the Alpha said flirtatiously, as He lightly ran His finger down James’s own sexy treasure trail until it reached the top of his jeans.

As the Alpha folded his shirt, James reached for it. The Alpha mischievously pulled it out of his reach with a grin. James smiled back. He'd let Him have it. After all, he had nothing to be ashamed of. He knew he was pretty hot too.

As they danced, the Alpha casually slipped James’s shirt into the waistband of His jeans. James didn't know the significance of the action, but the other guys watching knew exactly what it meant. By taking James’s shirt, it was a gesture that told other Men that James belonged to Him now. A few of the guys frowned, but most smiled knowing what would inevitably happen to the sexy straight guy dancing with the Alpha.

As James became more comfortable, his insecurity subsided. He was feeling better about himself. James glanced around as they danced. People were watching them with interest. Two hot guys dancing together, seemingly into one another. James smirked. Let them assume he was gay. He was enjoying the attention. He felt like he was single and in college again.

Maybe it was the mollies, or just the moment, but James liked being seen with the Alpha. Even though he was straight, James liked having such a handsome sexy guy flirt with him. The Alpha smiled as He placed James’s hands on His chest, then wrapped His arms around James’s waist.

"You look like you're feeling good. Are you rolling?” He asked.

“A little,” James said smiling, but leaving his hands where the Alpha had placed them. The heat of the Alpha's body was both sensual and exciting. James slowly moved his hands over the Alpha’s muscular pecs, down the sides of the Alpha’s torso to his waist then back up to His chest, always in contact with the Alpha’s skin. His skin was sweaty and hot from exertion, but smooth to the touch without any blemishes. He couldn't help but think that the Alpha was perfect.

James had never touched another Man like this or allowed another Man to touch him. While he had felt himself coming down a little while back, the Alpha's attention caused all kinds of feelings to sweep over him again, almost like another hit of the feel-good drug he had taken earlier.

“You're a beautiful boy," the Alpha told him as His hands slowly moved up and down James's back, massaging it gently in the process.

The Alpha knew that tactile sensations were always heightened on molly. James’s subtle moans were proof of that. After each pass up and down James's back and shoulders, the Alpha's hands always came to rest in between James's waistband and the warm skin of the crest of his ass. James blushed. He wasn’t wearing underwear and now the Alpha knew that as well.

"Thanks, you know how to make a guy feel good, but I should tell you, I'm a married man. And I'm straight," James said smiling and closing his eyes briefly as he let out a subtle moan as the Alpha slowly kneaded his lower back, before returning His hands to the top of James’s bare buttocks.

"So am I," the Alpha said as He moved James’s arms to His shoulders and pulled James in closer with a smile. James wondered if He meant He was married or He was straight, or both. Either way, it was only a fleeting thought. He was too charmed by the Alpha to care. Live in the moment, he told himself. It was all just harmless flirting he thought.

The Alpha gyrated His hips against James in rhythm to the music. This time the Alpha's large hands cupped James's ass, lightly tapping on it to the beat of the music as their chests rubbed together. It was subtle but not unnoticed. But before James could say anything, something else caught his attention.

"Dude, you're hard," James said with surprise, looking down at the Alpha's crotch grinding against him. The Alpha just smiled and nodded.

Being under the influence of the molly he had taken earlier, James impulsively reached down to feel the Alpha’s package. He figured the Alpha wouldn't mind after everywhere else they had touched each other. They were practically fucking on the dance floor with only rough denim separating the lower parts of their bodies.

"And fucking huge," James said loudly, looking up with a grin into the Alpha's handsome face.

"So I've heard," the Alpha said slightly amused. This time, James thought His smile was definitely cocky. The Alpha knew He was packing. He had no reason to be anything but proud of how big it was. Again, perfection. James almost wished that He had a small dick just to find some flaw in Him and make him feel better about himself.

Grabbing James by the waist, the Alpha gently turned him around so that James’s back was pressed up against the Alpha's chest while His massive arms encircled James’s smaller body around the waist. It was no coincidence that His massive bulge was also now grinding into James’s ass.

"Um, not sure about this," James said tensing up but not pulling away as he continued to sway to the music. The beats were great. The attention was better. The feel of the Alpha's warm skin against his exhilarating, sexy even.

"Just chill. Enjoy the music, and the attention," the Alpha said, gently kissing the back of James’s neck. The Alpha was right of course, James thought to himself. What was he getting so uptight about?

The sweat from both men made their skin effortlessly glide across each other. The sensation of the Alpha's warm skin and chest hair rubbing against his back, amplified as it was by the party drugs he had taken, was something James had never experienced before. If the Alpha was trying to intentionally turn James on, it was working. James had to admit he liked it. It was an intimacy like he had never experienced before. Enjoying the experience, James pulled the Alpha’s arms more tightly around his waist.

Deciding to have a little fun, James teased the Alpha by grinding his ass into His crotch. James could feel the Alpha's still rock-hard cock pressing up against his ass. He loved that he was turning on a Man as hot as the Alpha.

As the two danced, his back firmly planted against the Alpha’s chest, James felt the sweat trickle down his back before making its way between the cleft of his butt cheeks. James smiled to himself. The Alpha was literally making him wet between his legs. James was glad now that he wasn’t wearing underwear. Their combined sweat moving between his ass cheeks, and ultimately down and around his balls and cock, made James feel dirty if not a little slutty.

As they danced, the Alpha moved His hands up the front of James's torso until He was massaging James’s pecs, tugging gently at his nipples. The feel of the Alpha’s huge cock pressing on his ass as He played with James’s nipples made James’s own cock rock hard. And the Alpha knew it.

James closed his eyes and leaned back into the Alpha. It felt too good to ask Him to stop. James gently stroked the muscular arms tightly wrapped around his waist. James thought it was no wonder that women were always asking to be held by a Man. It felt so safe and good.

Continuing to hold James close to His chest and abdomen, the Alpha licked the sweat off James’s neck. James moaned lightly. The Alpha then kissed his ear, gently nibbling on his ear lobe.

"Mmmm," the Alpha said, "you taste so good."

“Stop,” James said playfully. “You’re turning me on.”

“You’re already turned on,” the Alpha said, reaching into the front of James’s jeans and grabbing his hard cock as if to make a point. James reluctantly pulled the Alpha’s large hands up to his and kissed both before returning them to his waist. They would be safer there, James thought.

"Come with me," the Alpha said taking James by the hand and heading toward the back of the club. Unsure of what was happening, James obediently allowed himself to be led. Somewhere vaguely in the back of his mind, James knew being alone with the Alpha was not a good idea. He had already allowed the Alpha too much freedom with his body, His lips too much contact with his skin.

As they passed out of sight of the dance floor, the Alpha pushed James up against the wall, kissing him passionately. James put his hands on the Alpha's chest to push Him back, but something made him change his mind. Instead, wrapping his arms around the Alpha's neck, James opened his mouth to the Alpha and started kissing Him back. The Alpha’s tongue probing his mouth as His strong hands roamed all over James’s body. The feel of the heat of His skin, the manly smell of His sweat, all spoke to the power of the Man. A power James was incapable of denying.

The Alpha’s hands went down the back of James’s jeans as each hand cupped his bare ass cheeks and pulled James into Him as His fingers explored James’s hole. This was going too far. James knew it. But he couldn't bring himself to say "No" to Him, not after everything else that had happened.

“Kiss me, here,” the Alpha finally said pointing to the top of His muscular chest and pulling James’s head towards Him. James did as he was told. Not understanding why he did it, James licked His chest to taste His sweat, swallowing His pheromones. The taste of the Alpha was turning him on even more than he already was, if possible.

“And here,” the Alpha said pointing to the top of His abs, again James did as he was told, kissing from the top of the sexy treasure trail down to the waistband of His jeans, pausing only to rub his face against His sweat drenched six pack.

“Now here,” the Alpha said pointing to His crotch while slowly pushing James to his knees with His large hands on each of his shoulders.

Despite a voice in his head yelling for James to stop, his knees gave without much resistance. James did as he was told, kissing and lightly biting the huge shaft threatening to burst out of the Alpha's jeans. He knew where this was heading but he tried not to think about it. He was so turned on by the Alpha that he wanted to just live in the moment.

“Unbutton my jeans,” the Alpha said. Hesitating for a moment, James forced the voice in his head to be silent and did as he was told. He was incapable of making his own decisions anymore. The Alpha was firmly in control, and James loved it.

As the button released, the Alpha’s jeans unzipped on their own from the pressure of His swollen Manhood pushing against the zipper. Because He wasn't wearing underwear, the Alpha’s cock sprung out barely a centimeter away from James’s mouth. James could smell His musk as he studied the veiny thick rod so close his lips. The swollen tip of His cock glistened with precum. Without thinking, James gently licked it. Like the rest of the Alpha, it was hot and salty, and only inflamed his lust for the Man even more.

“Do you want My cock in your mouth, boy?” the Alpha asked. James couldn’t believe the Alpha asked. While James had never had another Man's cock in his mouth, it was obvious even to himself that he would do anything He wanted. Yes, he wanted His cock in his mouth.

What was worse is James knew if he took the Alpha’s cock into his mouth, it wouldn’t end there. He was trembling as his guilt fought against the overwhelming desire to yield to the Man towering over him. James looked up at the Alpha. He wasn't smiling. He was waiting for an answer. James slowly nodded his head.

“Then take Me in your mouth, boy,” the Alpha said. The voice in James’s head yelled for him to stop, if not for his sake, for his wife's, but James had to do it. It was as if he had no will of his own any longer. All he could think of is that he wanted to bring this Man pleasure. He wanted His cock in his mouth. He wanted to feel its hardness, its thickness. He wanted to make Him cum.

James closed his eyes as he took the Alpha’s hard cock into his mouth. The Alpha gently placed His hands on the back of James’s head and slowly rocked His cock in and out of James's mouth, each time thrusting more of the shaft in James's mouth, until James could feel the head of His cock gently touching the back of his throat. 

The heat of the Alpha's cock and the fullness in his mouth drove James on, his only concern to please the Alpha. It wasn't about him anymore. It was only about the Alpha. Without knowing it, he had slipped into subspace. His submission to the Alpha was now complete.

As James greedily sucked the Alpha's cock, all James could think about was that he wanted to make the Alpha moan. He wanted to know that the Alpha was getting off on him sucking His cock. But most of all, James wanted to make Him cum. And when He did, James wanted to swallow it.

Running his hands through James's hair, the Alpha, pleased with James’s total submission to him, said, “You are a beautiful boy on your knees with My cock in your mouth. It’s where you are meant to be."

The Alpha's words made James euphoric as he worked the Alpha’s cock with his mouth and tongue, like women had done to him, eager to show his appreciation for the opportunity to serve Him. While he knew that he should have been revolted by the fact that he was sucking a guy's dick like a common fag, the other part knew that sucking the Alpha's dick was the only thing that mattered now.

As James deliberately swallowed the Alpha's precum leaking into his mouth, he realized that he didn’t care anymore if someone saw him. He didn't care if they thought he was a fag. It all just seemed so natural to be there on his knees, the Alpha's cock in James's mouth. The Alpha deserved this, and James had earned the right to be on his knees in front of Him.

Somewhere in the moment, James realized this must have been the Alpha's intention all along. James had not even tried to resist Him. To the contrary, he had responded to every move of the Alpha with growing submissiveness and acceptance of the Alpha's right to possess and control his body. And right here, right now James was on his knees with his mouth full of His cock. He knew the Alpha owned him. He would do whatever the Alpha wanted. He needed to please Him, to be wanted by Him. He needed to be the reason the Alpha came.

Accepting that the Alpha’s pleasure was his only purpose, James doubled down his efforts, determined to show Him how grateful he was to be allowed to suck His cock.

"Not yet," the Alpha said, pulling James off His cock and up from his knees. James wondered if he had done something wrong, but he allowed himself to be pulled up.

The Alpha turned James around and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down around his thighs. The sweat that had accumulated from the two men’s dancing had rendered the cleft between James's butt cheek, down even to his hole, wet and moist, ready for what the Alpha really wanted from him.

James felt his heart pounding as the Alpha stroked His thick rod up and down the cleft of his ass cheeks while His other hand firmly held James’s waist. After a moment or two, James felt the Alpha’s huge cock pushing against his asshole, hungry to gain entry to James’s body.

Still deep in subspace, still unable to resist Him, James looked back at the Alpha asking “Are you going to fuck me?”

“Yes, because you want Me to,” the Alpha responded boldly, kissing James again passionately as He moved James’s hands up on the wall to keep them out of the way.

"I do," James whimpered, accepting as reality something he never would have thought capable of happening until he met Him.

Using only their combined sweat and His precum as lube, the Alpha pushed slowly against James’s virgin hole. James’s body tensed resisting the invasion. Though his heart and soul were open to it, his virgin hole was not, as it clenched tight against the Alpha’s swollen head.

Refusing to allow James’s body to deny Him what He wanted, the Alpha leaned His body into James pinning him firmly up against the wall. Using the weight of His body, the Alpha's cock slowly forced open James’s hole as gently as He could.

James let out a muffled cry from the pain as the Alpha penetrated him past the first ring. Only the desire to be possessed by the Alpha allowed James to control the pain enough to allow the Alpha to continue.

Knowing backing out would only hurt worse, the Alpha paused momentarily and held His cock steady in James’s hole to give him time to get used to it. At the same time, He whispered soft words of admiration and encouragement to relax and allow Him all the way in.

"You're doing great. Just relax. Breathe for me, baby. Trust me, you're going to love Me fucking you. I just know you will, because you belong to Me now. You want this. I know you do," the Alpha said.

James just shook his head yes as he clenched his jaw from the pain. He wanted it. He just wasn't sure he could take it.

"When I'm all the way in and fucking your pretty little ass, you're going to feel pleasure like you've never felt before. And you're not going to know how to live without feeling it ever again. I am about to change you forever," the Alpha said, as His words and His cock simultaneously invaded James’s mind and body.

James nodded his head again as he willed himself to relax just enough to allow the Alpha’s cock to slide in him a few more inches. James groaned loudly.

"Don't stop. I want You to do this. I need you to do this," he said, breathing heavily.

“I know, baby boy,” the Alpha whispered as He pushed more and more of His massive cock into James. James felt a burning pain as his hole was forced open wide by the thickness of the Alpha’s cock. Despite the pain, James made himself breathe and take it. He wanted to feel the Alpha all the way inside him. He had to know he had taken all ten inches or so of the Alpha's cock.

With each thrust, James’s virginity and his masculinity were replaced by his submission to the Man and the cock that took possession of him. As promised, intense pleasure slowly replaced the pain of the huge cock churning his insides and world apart. The Alpha fucked him slowly but passionately as James’s formerly virgin hole acclimated to the Alpha’s size.

"That's my boy," the Alpha said, feeling James's body finally relax. "I'm all the way inside you. Do you feel me?"

James nodded as he let out a deep moan of pleasure. He did, and he loved it more than anything else. Content that James was now ready, the Alpha wrapped His arms around James to hold him close as He started to slowly but aggressively fuck him.

James couldn't believe how bad it had hurt only moments ago. While there was still the soreness, now it was replaced by an all-consuming pleasure as he felt the Alpha's cock deep inside him. With each stroke, the Alpha's cock pushed against his prostate as it went in, and again on each stroke as He pulled back. James had no idea that being fucked could feel so amazing.

"You feel so good. Please don't stop," James said kissing the arms of the Man who had just taken his anal virginity, the Man pounding his ass as if it were a pussy, the Man making him want it to never end.

"I know it does. I won't. Not until I've cum deep inside you," the Alpha responded.

James smiled to himself. Of course, the Alpha knew, no doubt having a lot of experience fucking both guys and girls and making them want it. Of course, He wouldn't stop. That's what Men like Him do. They fuck to get off.

Having His cock buried deep up James’s ass had clearly been His intention from the moment He said "hello." No wonder everyone was watching them. James was the only one who had no idea what was happening. Had he known, he would never have talked to Him, but he was glad it happened exactly as the Alpha planned.

After what seemed like an eternity of blissful grinding deep inside him, James noticed the Alpha's strokes started getting faster, deeper. His breathing getting heavier, labored. James instinctively knew He was getting close. He was about to cum. James also realized that the Alpha wasn't wearing a condom, and that He was going to cum inside him. He wanted to feel Him cum. He didn't care if it was inside him.

Suddenly, His hands grabbed James's hips as the Alpha drove His cock deep into him, His chest firmly pressed up against James's body holding it in place.

"I'm cumming, baby boy. Can you feel it? Can you feel me cumming inside you?" the Alpha whispered in James’s ear as James felt the Alpha's cock spasm and jump as load after load of hot Alpha cum coated James’s insides.

"I do," James said softly, overcome by emotion. It was cathartic, intense, releasing. This was the moment he had wanted to experience. He was in awe of the feeling of how the Alpha's cock possessed him totally and the amount of cum the Alpha was shooting deep in his guts. James moved his hips back, pressing his ass against the Alpha's hips, forcing Him even deeper inside James’s guts.

When James did that, something unexpected happened. The Alpha's deep penetration when James backed up into him caused James to orgasm multiple times, shooting his own load all over the wall.

The loud moans of sheer pleasure escaping from James's lips made their way onto the dance floor as the muscle boys turned and smiled at the idea that the Alpha had seduced and fucked another straight guy.

"Oh my god, you're fucking incredible," James said loudly, trying to catch his breath, as he threw his head back, in sheer release.

"Did my sexy little boy enjoy that?" the Alpha whispered in his ears.

"I loved it," James responded basking in the Alpha's arms now wrapped around him, His hard cock still inside of him with no sign of going soft.

"How could I not be incredible? Sexy boys like you bring out the Man in me," the Alpha said. This time it wasn't arrogance. It was the truth. James had never cum so hard in his entire life.

"Thank you" was all James could say as he kissed the Alpha’s hands clasped across his chest. They remained there as he felt the Alpha subtly contracting His pelvic muscles. James loved that the Alpha was milking His remaining seed inside him.

After a few minutes of tenderness, the Alpha gently pulled out, kissed James on the back of his neck, and disappeared quietly almost as magically as He had appeared by James on the dance floor earlier.

Coming down from the euphoria of being fucked for the first time, James was painfully aware of the emptiness he felt in his hole from the absence of the Alpha. It dawned on him how ridiculous he must look. Bare assed, his hands still on the wall where the Alpha had placed them, the Alpha's cum leaking down James's inner thigh, naked except for his jeans now around his ankles.

Trying to regain his composure, James reached down and pulled his pants up. His shirt which had been in the Alpha's waistband, was lying on the floor. Slipping it over his head, he fixed his hair best that he could and pulled himself together. He felt a little bit like a cheap slut being fucked in the backroom of a bar, but he didn't care. He was a satisfied slut.

His eyes immediately caught several guys watching him, whispering to each other. Assuring himself they were just jealous that the Alpha had fucked him and not them, all he could do was hope that they didn’t know who he was or know anyone who knew him. He needed to get out of there, but not without talking to Him first.

Searching through the emptying club, James couldn't find Him. Trying to fight back feelings of shame and of being used, James was crushed. What had he done? Did he upset Him? Was he just a quick fuck for a total stranger? Was that all it was to Him? Eventually calming himself down, James rationalized that maybe the Alpha left because He believed that James, being married, was not capable of giving Him more than he had in that room. But he could give him more, everything in fact, and he would, if he got the chance. He needed to see Him again. If for no other reason than he needed answers.

The problem was the Alpha had never given him His name or a way to reach Him. James had no idea how to find Him. James just knew he had to find Him. He had to know this wasn’t just a one and done. He had to know that the Alpha wanted him. That he meant something to Him. He wanted to be able to feel the intimacy of His arms, His penetration. He needed to have an orgasm like the one the Alpha's thick cock plowing deep inside him had evoked from his formerly straight loins.

Eventually, the club was empty, and everyone had left, James made his way home and fell asleep dreaming of the Alpha. He may not have intended to do it, but He was now James's world.

This afternoon, as James lay back on the bed after jerking off once again, his cum slowly drying on his stomach, he couldn't help but remember the Alpha's words:

"You're going to feel pleasure like you've never felt before. And you're not going to know how to live without feeling it ever again. I am about to change you forever."

The Alpha was right. He had changed him. He was no longer the Man he was before last night. He had willingly surrendered his manhood to Him. The craving deep in his body and his soul was proof that nothing else would ever satisfy him again the way the Alpha could.

Somehow, he would go to the club every chance he got. And when he found Him, James prayed that He would want him again. He needed to belong to Him. He just hoped the Alpha felt the same way.