The Cum of the Alphas-1
by
Swallows It All
Disclaimer: This story not even remotely related to any person, place or thing living or dead. It is suitable for adults only. No minors allowed. This is fictional story about an alpha male and his friends using his sub roommate. If you are not interested in this type of material, kindly use the back button for its intended purpose. If this is not the case, please enjoy the beginning of an awesome story of guys getting orally serviced, on demand.
Beep, Beep, Beep
My roommate's alarm is going off. It wakes me up too. As I remain in bed, my jock roommate gets up and stretches. I watch him intently as he extends his muscular body to the far corners. He makes his way to the bathroom. He leaves the door open and I can hear him taking a huge morning piss. He doesn't flush. He returns and heads over to the mini fridge.
I gasp. Is he about to? I hope he is about to. He is.
He reaches in and grabs my pre-made, pre-run smoothie.
"Guess what, roomie?" He asks as he knows I am awake and watching.
"What?" I ask as if I didn't already know.
"You get a treat in your smoothie today." He replies.
I sit up on my bed to watch him. He grabs the chair from his desk and moves to the corner of my bed. He prefers I watch him add his flare to my smoothies.
"You ready?" He asks.
"Always ready." I reply.
He pulls down his boxers and his semi hard dick appears. Completely clean shaven from bow to stern. I should know. He made me shave him.
It had been a few weeks since Justin had caught on to the reason I was always checking him out. He had returned home from wrestling practice and was still in his singlet. I was at my desk studying when he came in. His singlet revealed everything except for what was behind the cup that he wore. As he began to peel it off and get ready for a shower, he caught me checking him out in the reflection on the computer screen.
"Like what you see, bro?" He asked.
I pretended to look up from my books. "What? What are you talking about?"
"Don't deny it, bro. You've been eye fucking me ever since we met."
College had only started four months ago. As soon as I met Justin, I prayed he would end up in my mouth. I hadn't figured out a way to let him know that if he ever wanted some holes to use that mine were always available.
"I don't know what you are talking about, bro." I said as I returned to studying.
With his singlet finally off, he walked up behind me and pulled my head backwards.
"I said, don't fucking deny it, fag!" Justin said looking down at me. "You want my dick, don't you?"
I didn't respond. If I denied it again, I didn't know what he was liable to do.
"I knew it. The classic fag silence when they want something, but don't know how to get it. Lucky for you, I know what fags like you want. Get on your knees. Let's see if you are worth it." He said.
Keeping a hold of my head, Justin guided me to my knees in front of him. He was wearing nothing but his socks and his jock strap.
"Kneel lower." He ordered.
When I did, he crashed my face into his strap. "Sniff it. Smell my scent, fag."
I began to inhale everything. It smelled awesome. Hours of him sweating had his jock soaked.
"You like that, don't you? You love the smell of a man...the smell of an alpha!" he yelled.
"Yes." I replied, lost in his aroma.
He gripped my head tighter and pushed it down between his legs. He began grinding on my face. I could smell his balls, taint and asshole as he dragged all three from my chin to my forehead.
"Lick me clean, fag! Lick up all my sweat!" he laughed.
There was hair everywhere. I had no choice but to deal. I wanted no choice but to deal. I was willing to do whatever Justin wanted me to do. His ass was so perfectly round and I enjoyed every stroke when my face parted his cheeks and I got a sniff.
After grinding on face for what seemed like forever, he pushed me off of him. I landed on my back and started to get up. He put his foot on my chest and pushed me back down. He stood above me with his arms folded looking down at me.
I tried to get up again, and again Justin pushed me back down with his foot. This happened twice more, before he left his foot on my chest and began to put some weight on it.
"That is where you belong, fag. Underneath me. Begging for it. Begging for a chance to taste whatever I am willing to give you." He sneered.
He began to rub his foot all over my chest as it made its way up to my face. Once there, he pushed his sweaty, sock covered foot into my mouth.
"Taste it." He said.
I did as ordered. Savoring the taste of his stinking foot.
"Take off my sock with your teeth and stuff it in your mouth."
Again, I did as ordered.
With a mouthful of sweaty jock sock, Justin rubbed his foot across my again.
"Such a fag." He said. "You're not worth it, yet, but I will cum in your mouth. Get up here."
I was finally allowed to sit up. As I did, Justin pulled down his jock and I saw his dick for the first time in plain sight and up close.
Nine inches of jock cock, easy. He was semi hard when he grabbed it and started jerking. He put his hand on my shoulder to keep his balance as began to jerk faster and faster.
"Get ready, fag. I know this is what you want. Take my sock out of your mouth and get ready for it!" he yelled.
I removed the sock and inched my open mouth closer to his dickhead.
"Oh fuck, bro! Here it comes! Eat it. Eat it all, fag!" He shouted as he placed his dickhead on my tongue.
Pointing his dick right down my throat, I felt rope after rope land on my tongue, upper lip and teeth. I was able to get every drop though with some careful tongue work.
Justin looked down at me as he shot his load into my mouth. He had the look of superiority on his face as a fag greedily swallowed his cum and cleaned his dickhead.
"Thank you, Justin. That was delicious." I said.
Justin laughed. "Such a fag. Thanking me for cumming in his mouth."
Justin grabbed his towel and headed into the bathroom to shower.
I remained on my knees savoring the fading taste of his cum.
Flash forward to now, I am watching Justin jerk off another load of cum into my pre-run smoothie. Sitting on the edge of the chair with his legs spread wide, he grabs the smoothie and holds it below his dick as he jerks faster and faster nearing orgasm. He points his dick down towards it. It's so close, you'd think he was about to fuck it.
"Here it comes. I'm gonna cum in your smoothie, bro!" He yells.
He looks right at me as his dick begins to pulsate in his hands as he shoots his warm, thick cum down into my smoothie. My mouth is literally watering and I can't wait to drink it.
Justin finished shooting his load and then dipped his dickhead in; getting it covered. He stands up and walks over the edge of my bed and leans over.
"Clean my dick, bro."
It is still hard and I waste no time wrapping my lips over it and taste the awesome smoothie and Justin's dick. Good morning to me, I think.
He hands me the smoothie and walks away to get ready for class. I stick my finger in the smoothie. I want to taste some more of his cum. I skim the top carefully to get more cum than smoothie. Not too difficult with how thick his cum is. Eventually, I down the smoothie and get ready for my run.
I'm not sure what gave Justin the idea that I was so submissive and that he get me to do anything he wanted with very little effort. Maybe he sensed it or had previous experience. Either way, it was happening and I loved it. It was about a week later after he outed me that he turned even more demanding. He had come back from a date and clearly didn't get any as it was way too early.
He came through the door visibly upset.
"Everything cool?" I quietly asked.
"No, dude. Apparently, a lot of body hair is a problem for some chicks." He said as he threw this things down. "It's bullshit. I put out for a decent dinner and drinks and then I get turned down for body hair?"
Fuck those chicks, bro. Use me instead, –is what I wanted to say. Instead, I said nothing.
Justin looked over at me with a grin.
"You know. You like to worship my body, don't you, fag?" he said as he approached me.
"Uhh...yeah, I guess?" I said nervously, not sure where this was going.
"Yeah...I need you to do something for me then. It's a win-win for us both. You're going to shave my entire body. I get hairless and you get to feel me up. I'd ask if that were cool, but you don't have choice. Get the fuck up and let's do this." He snapped.
I jumped up and went to bathroom. I had no idea how I was going to do this. I mean, shaving his entire body?
After some careful maneuvering, I was doing the deed. His muscles were incredible. I was able to enjoy every indention, every shape and every crevice. Shaving Justin's legs was the best part. I loved kneeling in front of him. His dick was soft and right in my face. I made several points to brush my face up against it.
"I know it's where you belong, but don't get any ideas, fag. Concentrate. If you cut me, I cut you." He said.
Shaving the back of his legs was even more awesome. His ass was so close to my face. It took all I had not to dive in and try to lick his spleen. I did stare though. I wanted to burn in the image.
I finally finished and was wiping him down with a hot towel. After finishing with his legs again, I started to get up but he pushed me back down, forcing me to stay on my knees.
"You get a reward for doing a good job." He said.
He grabbed his dick and started jerking right in my face. I would look up at him every now and then to see him looking at his dick, then at me. No doubt, loving the fact that he owned me. Justin owned a cum dump fag.
Pretty soon, he was grunting and was ready to shoot.
"Put the head in your mouth bro. Take my cum!" he yelled.
I quickly raised up and did as ordered and not a moment too soon. As soon as I closed my lips around his dick, he started cumming. It was a huge load. Must have been a hot chick to work him up to this. Her loss is my gain.
Justin gave me a few soft slaps on the cheek. "How did it taste, fag?" he asked.
"It tasted great." I replied. As it always did.
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