All real men are different. Different from one another, and different from Betas and lower level men. And the best thing about serving real men, is learning their uniqueness and being the lucky one to adapt to it. There’s nothing more satisfying. And nothing more surprising in how flexible and strong-minded Alpha men are. They’re not afraid to do what they want.
Take this week so far.
Part of the process of my submission to straight and Alpha men of all kinds, is to approach individuals regularly and tell them what I am. One way or another. I admit to being a faggot, and offer myself in service to them. Leaving them in full control of their response and attempting to adapt to their response in whatever way is required. In other words, total power exchange.
On Monday a straight man decided he was going to take advantage of my willingness to serve and told me he was coming to my place for a massage on his sore back. I’d pay him the petrol money and he’d see if I was capable of massaging him satisfactorily.
Of course I am, and I did. But what was shocked me when he arrived, is just how amazing-looking this man was. He was 5 foot 8 tall, strong muscular and wiry. Alpha in his confidence and beauty. No hesitation in him. Just direct, and unashamed, and totally comfortable getting naked and lying down in front of a faggot. No self-consciousness at all.
What an honour it was to massage him. His body was tight superior and strong. I could tell he did need a massage, his muscles were used, tense and hard.. Dark short well-groomed hair, gently tanned skin, large flacid dick, and big balls. No doubts at all about his status as top dog. He needed release, and I was free, available and willing. And devoted. Utterly devoted to his complete satisfaction. Anything less than a 100% satisfaction would hurt me inside.
I worked every area he needed. I focused on every tense spot and worked around his needs according to his feedback. I kneaded, rubbed pushed and pulled, manipulated the muscles and relaxed him until he was drifting happily and confirming he was pleased with me.
I did notice though that after about half an hour he positioned his dick and balls in between his legs so they were pointing downward and there was blood flowing in that direction no doubt. It isn’t for me to assume what he wants, but in order to give him the option to demand release I massaged the inside of his thighs and his arse cheeks, brushing only slightly his balls with the hair on my forearm that was for obvious reasons, standing on end.
His dick grew. And it became obvious what he required as he spread his legs a little further and allowed it to grow more comfortably. I took the hint and brushed his arsehole downwards with the strokes. I applied slight pressure as I did it and his hips reacted gently as I saw he liked it. I gently touched his dick and gripped it so that I could free it from it’s trapped position and rubbed it as it grew in my hand.
Licking the tip was the natural next step and when he moaned I knew which way this must go. Taking it in my mouth I sucked on the end placing my finger in between his arse cheek and gently pressing on his arsehole, which responded. His hips rose and I knew to push my face further down the length of his cock after which I stroked his dick to it’s full length and moved my attention to his arse. Burying my face in to his cheeks I let my tongue tease his hole and held nothing back. I licked and pushed my tongue in and responded to his sounds and movements working his dick with my hand the whole time and giving myself fully to the pleasure he must experience. I held nothing back.
This carried on until he flipped over and I moved to his balls and gooch, licking worshiping and treating every part of him as the most precious and beautiful thing in creation. I started working his dick with my mouth and pushed it all the way into my throat refusing to let it’s significant length and girth stop me. It hit my throat and I had to angle my head so that it could push past my tonsils and enter my throat. I refused to gag.
He groaned and I continued, until he pulled me off and put me back on his balls. This carried on for some time, and I never stopped my intense worship until he finally said the words I’m going to cum. I was surprised he’d left me to choose what to do but there is never a choice in the presence of a real man so I moved straight to the end of his dick and took the load gratefully, just like you’d expect swallowing it all knowing it was good for me and would probably please him.
And that was it. He got up, his head spinning commenting on me being a good boy and admitting I’d made him dizzy. I got him a towel, he decided he wanted to know more about me and talked briefly while he dressed about how I could serve him in future. And that he’d be in touch.
And that was it. I’d successfully pleased a straight guy who was only there because he knew he could use me and that not only would I do anything he told me, but that i’d be discreet about it too.
Contrast that with last week. A straight man decided that he was intrigued by my confession to him that I served real men, and had no real idea what I was talking about. But like all true Alphas, he wasn’t going to let it pass without investigating. He was direct. And was quick to obtain my name address and phone number. He told me he liked to fuck women, and instructed me to find him one. I did. Arranging a hotel he attended and fucked her without me even being there. This made him happy and he told me so. In future he would let me attend, and might let me clean up afterwards. I don’t know what this means yet, but I’m assuming he’s going to expect me to suck up his cum, or clean his dick. Time will tell.
The point is, straight men should get what they want. That might include anything. It’s not for me to say. It might be sexual, it might be practical. It might be financial it might be social.
Not everyone can submit fully 24 7. Even I have to take it step by step and do what I can being honest and direct when I cannot provide what’s demanded.
But there’s nothing more fulfilling than simply doing what you’re told by a real man. And knowing that in doing so, you’ve made his life better. Right there, right then, right now.
Read The path to my truth.