Alphas: Kai & Eric

Kai & Eric Part I

I was working at the bar one chilly autumn afternoon, when a group of them came in: four alphas, each nearly unable to fit through the doorframe, clearing 6’5 and over 300 pounds each, easily. The other staff scurried about respectfully, seating them at the bar and leaving them to me. I’d been working here long enough, and had developed the requisite skills to be trusted with clientele from the upper echelon.

Alphas rule our society: they’re the super class, whose brains and bodies have been cultivated to objective perfection. They are a race of men who have total authority and access in the land. On this continent, they and the alpha women breed the next generation. In our city, it’s men only, and every street is their playground for sex and creativity. 

We, the betas—who look like ordinary men—function as the servant class; we tailor their enormous clothing, cook for them, clean their gym equipment, and, at their demand, are available for their sexual service. The luckiest among us are brought home or recruited, becoming the personal property of an alpha. This is good news: it means you’re set for life, if you can handle it.

I’ve lived in the city for years now, but after all this time, they still take my breath away. The enormous bodies, fit snugly in stretch fabric; superhuman square jaws; full, thick lips; wide paws of hands; and the overpowering pheromones, making us all want to lose our inhibitions. 

They took to the bar. I kept myself busy, trying to hide my raging erection. It was clear they were in a rowdy mood, and they ordered shot after shot. Alphas eat and drink at volumes we humans can’t comprehend, and their athletic performance, mental prowess and sexual stamina is beyond our conception. These four were well known, like all of them: each a triple PHD, with at least twenty books written among them, and none of them was older than 40, all built like tanks. 

“Isn’t our bartender gorgeous?” one of them said. He was one to talk: bronzed skin, thick, scarlet lips, the widest neck I’d ever seen. They all nodded. “What’s your name?”

“Kai,” I said, and I could feel a deep red blush creeping up my neck and onto my cheeks. 

“Kai, you’re taking such good care of us tonight. Would you mind if I came over there and gave you a little kiss?”

I nodded. He came behind the bar. In our land, alphas can do anything. They can go anywhere they like, they have access to infinite wealth and power. There are no closed doors to them. 

I came up to his chest, the custom-tailored suit barely containing what was the widest, broadest, most muscular body imaginable. My hard-on was raging, his thick animal odor consuming me. He wrapped his enormous hand around my neck, gently, reached down and planted those thick rubbery lips on mine. 

It was ecstasy, a moment stopped in time. I never wanted it to end. His friends clapped and clinked glasses. He whispered in my ear. “You ever been fucked by an alpha before?”

I nodded sheepishly. 

“So you know about our needs.” I’d only had brief glimpses, but I knew that they were insatiable. Alphas are breeding machines, ready to unload just about every hour. You yourself have to be able to handle not only your alpha, but his friends, at any given time of the day or night. 

“Yes,” I said, not believing myself, “and I know how to keep you happy.” 

“Guys,” he said, setting me in front of him, and wrapping his arms around me, his freakish cock hardening against my spine, “you’ve all been saying that I need a boy, someone to tend house while I’m writing my books. How about Kai here?”

They all raised their glasses. “So long as we all get a turn,” his friend said, and I felt myself burning with lust. Yes please. 

“To Kai!” He reached down and kissed me again. “You’re mine now,” he smiled, “you know what that means. You don’t have to worry about work or money ever again. All you have to do is make sure I’m happy, and you’ll live in the presence of alphas. You understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I grinned, not believing my luck.

“Good,” he said, “before you tell your boss and your family, we should seal the deal.” 

He unzipped his pants and pulled out the biggest cock I’d ever seen, not even fully hard and the length of my upper arm. It was beautiful, juicy, veiny and expanding. With his hand on my head he shoved me down, and with just a few strokes, he gushed a geyser of hot cum all over me. It was beyond anything I’d ever experienced. It covered my face, over my eyes and brows, in my mouth, down my neck and all over my clothes. He smacked me with the tip. 

“Now, let’s go home and have a proper celebration, with all the guys, what do you say?”

****

His penthouse was vast, an entire floor, with high ceilings and wide doors. Everything was higher and wider and bigger, to suit him. I’d never been allowed into this neighborhood, it was in one of the nicest buildings in town, overlooking a private park and district for alphas. He owned not only this penthouse, but the entire building. 

Of course I knew who he was. His name was Eric. He was 38, and had already published six books, signed multiple patents, presented new theories of physics and mathematics at conferences all over the continent, competed and placed as a gymnast and strongman in the alpha olympics and alpha bodybuilding tournaments, owned multiple buildings in the city, some of which he’d designed as head architect, and was said to have fathered dozens of children throughout the country. 

I’d sat on his lap in the limo ride to his apartment, his elephant cock bulging through his stretch pants, a tower to split my ass on. He made out with me voraciously, and his friends each took a turn. I couldn’t hide how much it turned me on. 

“You want it so bad,” he growled, grabbing my bulge in his wide paw, “don’t you?” 

His apartment was fully staffed with servants: cooks, maids, assistants. More alphas came to enjoy the party. Some took to his hot tub, which was bigger than my apartment and fit perfectly on his vast balcony. While the other giants popped champagne, he grabbed me by the hand and led me to his bedroom. In it awaited the biggest bed I’d ever seen, double the size of a king bed, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the entire city. In his bathroom was a full sauna, another enormous hot tub, and mirrors everywhere. 

He scooped me up in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his lower back and looked into his beautiful eyes. 

“You belong to me now,” he said, “do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I nodded, not breaking eye contact. 

“You’re mine,” he said, kissing me, his cushiony lips firm and forceful. He licked my lips now. “You do whatever I say, you service me whenever I want.”

“Gladly,” I said. It was like being held by a mountain, I’d never felt so safe. I felt every individual brick of his abdomen as he breathed, a solid wall against me. 

“You don’t ever have to worry about paying rent or getting by again,” he said. “You and your family will be set for life. Where I go, you go. You get to party with the alphas.” I couldn’t believe it. My parents had burst into tears when I called them from the restaurant. 

He led me to the bed. “Now I get to have you for the first time.”