Answered An Ad For A New Housemate With Two Guys Named, Bull And Zak. To Say I Was Intrigued Was An Understatement.

Answered an ad for a new housemate with two guys named, Bull and Zak. To say I was intrigued was an understatement.

Their ad read, "Alpha and A.I.T., looking for 3rd housemate. Your job: submit and serve. Rent Free if you live up to our standards. Payment made, daily, but not in cash. Serious inquiries only, send pic or no reply!"

My cock was so hard when I wrote back, "Very interested, only need a place to sleep. Will completely submit, serve, clean and be used at your discretion. I am tough, strong and have a lot of stamina. Here is my pic. Name's Steve. (See below)

I received, almost immediately, this reply text with the pic above. I almost shot my load in my pants.

"Steve? HA, CUNT is more like it. Nice Pic, though, shame you're not an Alpha, and probably never will, be. But that bodes well for you, here. You may have what it takes, if so, you will take Zak's place as the lower life form. If you want to live here, you have to serve your way to our acceptance. You will pay us in your servitude, 100-fucking-%. You will be our slave in every single fucking sense of the word. You will not eat, sleep, talk or move without our guidance. For the next several months, you will not have your own identity, you will only have our will to guide you. I am, "Bull" (in the black hat), I run the show and am NEVER questioned. If you question me, YOUR OUT!! Zak is my beta, soon to be a fellow alpha. He is learning and almost at prime standing. It took him 2 years to get there. YOU will be his ticket to becoming a full alpha. You will be his eternal boy, and you will do what he says. You will not deny or talk back to him. You will satisfy him however he wishes it: sexually, chores, tasks and entertainment. As I said, you will NOT have an identity. In the beginning, you will only be known as Meat. You are no longer, "Steve" (what a pathetic fucking name). If you are in and serious, you will be at 1120 Broad St. in 30 minutes, you can get your things later, but for now, we need to work on you and Zak needs his daily desires served. You have 30 minutes. Starting now!"

I never ran out of my apartment so fast, half naked, jumped in my car and was there, across town, 26 minutes later. I had made it and now, 4 months later, I have my own room, but I am still just "Meat" and I get off on it.

Becoming Alpha!

I Begin...

This has been coming for over 3 months now.  Every time he is around, I can't take my eyes off of him.  I know he sees me, but I don't care and oddly enough, it seems, neither does he.  He is the largest and most incredible looking man I have ever seen.  He is so thick with muscle that you'd think that he could barely move, but he is an incredibly agile giant. He’s limber and he stretches better than most. It's as if he has the accelerated body of a gymnast, but with huge balloon-like muscles. He's cut and inhumanly huge, looking like a Superhero.  He literally looks like one of those morphed guys that you see online on the Muscle Growth sites, but he's made of real flesh and blood.  All of the woman and most of the men fawn over him like bees to honey, but when I'm there, it seems his attention is on me, just as much as my attention is on him.  It's uncanny, but I feel he is there just for me.  

He is an Asian man, but I'm not sure what ethnicity, nor do I care. He is simply marvelous:  Dark wavy hair, skin like bronzed butter with intense features and a square jawline.  His piercing ocean blue eyes that see deep into your watery soul and lift you out of the depths of your normal life.  Those sensuously deep red, plump, delicious looking full lips, that caresses the air of which he breathes with a hypnotic cadence of sound that soothes your inner demons and raises your hidden desires.  His upper arms are at least 30 inches around and his forearms alone must be 20 inches thick. Arms that could crush a man ribs into dust with just the slightest hug, but would rather lift a man to new heights.  His chest was like a pair of life preservers made of steel, with nipples that are brownish and as big as a baby's pacifier, which hang down, like fruit on a vine, due to the weight of his massive pec muscles.  

He never wears a shirt, mainly and honestly, because I don't know of one that would fit him.   He comes into Alpha Gym from the outside shirtless, even in the winter and it's as if the weather doesn't even phase him.  I was sure his skin was impenetrable. He was always in skintight shorts, of various colors, so he must change them. Normally shorts of that size, I'm guessing at least a 5XL, but probably larger, would hang loosely on anyone else, but on him they literally look painted on, and that's not just an expression.  You can see every muscle move under those shorts...EVERY muscle!  His ass was as large as small suitcase with two huge basketball sized rocks for buttocks. His shorts were pulled so tight across them that there was an open gap where his ass-crack began, that would easily fit a hand down in it loosely, letting you see and feel the beginning of paradise. The front of his shorts is obscene even beyond porn’s highest standards, with his package protruding at least 8 inches out from his body and hanging about the same 8 inches down between his legs. The mound was filled with a cock that stretched the fabric around it leaving nothing to the imagination and the visibly lined head actually rested below the largest balls of immense glory I have ever witnessed.  His thighs are, each, larger than a Great Dane's torso and with each step or movement of them it shows the muscle cords through his bronze translucent skin. But his legs were, other than a small tuft of black hair under his arms, the most prominent area of his body that had a thin layer of hair running over it.  In fact, there was actually more than just a trace, though It's not noticeable until the light hits it just right, of a smooth field of golden fur covering his lower body, so even though he looks smooth as silk, he is covered in micro hair.   I have come to realize he does not shave, but why shave...why do anything to take away of the mighty being that he was. 

Yes, I have noticed him and studied him that closely, but from afar.  I've watched every movement, every nuance, every justification of how incredible and otherworldly he is.  You would think that he would be gawked at or even made fun of, but everyone just treats him normal, albeit if normal was acting like schoolgirls meeting the high school quarterback.  To be in his presence is to be in the presence of greatness.  No one challenges him and no one gets too close to him, but everyone knows about him, and most are drawn to him.  You can tell that any who see him, want to be with him, to be important to him.  Me? Well....there is no doubt that I'm drawn to him, but here's the thing, I should mention that I'm not gay, or I don't think I am, because honestly, since I can't get him out of my head, I just don't know anymore.  I've begun to dream about him, both day and night.  I've looked at other guys, big muscular guys, just to see if I'm attracted to them, but...well...I don't think so.  Sure, I appreciate them and, I'm sure due to him, I would love to feel their power, but it's more of an idol/worship thing than it is sexual in nature.  With him?  There is this presence of feeling whole and longing that I can't seem to shake or what too, for that matter.  Plus, I'm guessing all bets are off, because from the very moment I see him, my cock gets so hard it hurts and the throbbing of it, travels through my entire body, as if my whole body has an erection.

When he is around, my workout feels amazing.  The pump I get is more than any other time that I work out when he's not near me. Is it because I want to impress him or is it something else?  But My God...When I'm near him, I have gained more muscle and strength, faster than ever.  Each time he's in the gym at the same time with me, I literally gain about 20-25lbs of hard muscle.  I have gone from a middle-aged plump man to a well-toned muscled, contest ready bodybuilder...and it's all happening within the last 3 months, since I've seen and been around him.  As well, I think even my cock has grown an inch or two as it was thicker in my hand and to pump it, I could now use 2 hands.  Also, every time he is near, it's not just like I said about getting so rock hard, it's that I have no choice but to beat off in the showers. It's uncontrollable.  I literally don't care about anything else, just getting that feeling of power and pure ecstasy.  It's a feeling that is beyond a regular orgasm.  It's as if, when I cum, I go to another plane of existence.  The moment the water hits me, I begin my ritual of self-worship.   I pinch my nipples and feel my new harder, bigger muscles than I had when I came in that day.  I play with my entire body, edging myself and even fingering myself.  I get loud, but no one seems to care.  In fact, I get off on the fact that I know others can hear me and it makes them horny.   I get hard as ever as I feel a power course through me that drives me mad with ecstasy.  My orgasms are doubled in intensity and the amount of cum in me has tripled, as I paint the shower walls and then without even losing momentum as I'm still in a type of sexual frenzy, I lick the walls and myself clean of my cum.  The taste of my cum only makes me hornier in a vicious cycle that I can't escape.  Sometimes, even one orgasm isn't enough, as I shoot 2 or 3 times until I empty my newly larger ample nuts.  Lately, I've thought more about some of the other guys, and I'll leave the curtain open as I self-love having them watch me from their stalls.  Their admiration gets me off, too.  

So yeah, I can't explain the feeling inside me when he is around me.  I'm totally energized, horned up beyond belief, stronger than normal and I feel I could fuck a hole through a wall.   Some of the other muscle guy's asses have made me think, "Hey, it's just another hot hole that needs filled.  They would be blessed to have my cum enter them, but I haven't gone there...yet.   It's as if his mere presence changes me and I'm completely giving myself to it.  Last week, he talked to me and told me how proud he was of my growth in size and strength just in the past few months.  He really talks to anyone.  But then he did something that no one else, that I have ever seen, had happened too.  He touched my shoulder and an electric feeling of power and strength that ran through me almost made me pass out.  Visions soared inside me, and I looked up at him as I sat on the weight bench, as at that moment, I knew I was his.  He knew it was well as he passed his magic to me, in that moment of touch, everything to get me ready for what was to come.  All he said to me was, "Soon".  I had no idea what he meant, but at the touch of his hand and his word, I got harder than I had ever been almost immediately, and I shot a good-sized load inside my shorts without even trying.  He smiled and walked away, but he looked back and winked at me, to which I had my second orgasm within less than a minute after the first.  You would have thought I'd be exhausted, but it was the complete opposite.  I had never felt more energized, and I worked out for 4 hours that night, with a hard on that would not ebb, until the gym was almost empty.  What the fuck kind of power does this man have over me, I thought, but at the same time, I didn't care. I wanted more.  I went to get a drink of water and got up the courage to go and talk to him, but he was gone. 

I continued to workout for about another hour and then I went to take a shower. Since my hard on would not go down, I... well, let's just say I got a few strange looks, but a couple of the looks were of a definite interest which only made me hornier.  What the fuck?  I was getting sexually aroused by the other guys and I was completely giving into it.  One of the guys actually said to me that I was totally fuckable as he grabbed my rock-hard ass after I had stripped down in the locker room.  I quickly put on my towel, but at the same time I wanted him to continue to touch me and more.  In fact, I could feel the precum leaking out of my cock under my towel as hand continued to fondle me.  I excused myself by saying, "Soon" (Hmm, that was odd) and I walked to the showers.  As, I passed another guy, in his shower stall, drying off, I stopped when I heard him gasp and mutter under his breath, "Fuuuckkkk me, daddy".  I noticed how thick and muscled he was (which I barely ever would have done before) and I smirked at him as I took off my towel, playfully revealing my hard muscled body and rock-hard dripping cock.   I licked my lower lip and motioned with my eyes looking down his chiseled body.   He responded by licking his lips at me and looking around as if to see if anyone was watching. "Wanna wack off?" was all he said and honestly, a few months ago, I would have been appalled and disgusted, but now, I completely welcomed the man's advances and I desired to stick my cock down his throat or up his ass.  I started jerking my cock for him and he reciprocated.  As we both began the ritual, I looked down the shower stall hallway to see the ass groper and another hot well hung black man, watching me as I stepped into the stall, I turned on the water and didn't close the curtain. Both men were hard as rock and seemingly not a bit worried about anyone else that might have seen us.  In fact, all 4 of us acted like the world was only us at the moment and no one else mattered. 

The second the water touched my body, I shot a large wad of precum out into the shower stall hallway, and I heard the black man say, "Fuck, did you see that?" to the ass groper.  I looked over at my other admirer and he was jacking his cock like a fucking rabid animal. He was moaning loudly as I yearned for his body, which was hairy and thick with muscle and his cock was very thick with full ripe balls that yearned to explode their cum.  There was no doubt that I yearned for him, but I felt he yearned for me even more and that was even more of a turn on.  I wanted to fuck him and fill him with my cum. I wanted him to eat my ass and suck my cock. I wanted to own him.  In fact, I wanted all 3 of them. I needed them to worship me.  I felt a new power inside of me.  It was a power of dominance and control. I was the one they all wanted, and I was gonna give them all of me.  I was the Alpha and these...these things...were mine to use and control.  My level of excitement rose in tornado of desire as I began to jack my cock as well.  Using both my hands which didn't entirely cover my shaft, I pumped at him like I was going to fire my cannon across the hallway to put him through the back wall.  He was definitely impressed by my body and the look on his face was the most incredible look of yearning for someone that I had ever seen. He began to moaning even louder as we fist fucked ourselves. The other two men couldn't care less about being discreet as they came over, standing outside of my admirer's stall and fist pumped their own cocks.   The sounds of masturbation rang through the stalls and locker room. The wet slapping of skin and the intense crazed moans of a fire that was unrelenting coursed through us. My main focus was on my shower admirer, but I could also hear the satisfied and yearning moans of the other two men as they joined in harmony.  The feeling of one of my new super orgasms was quickly rising and I yelled to them that I was close, pointing with my free hand for the three of them to kneel in front of me.  Without hesitation, shower stud bolted out of his stall and the other two joined him, reaching me with a fervor I had never seen before as they knelt, with a bang on the tile floor, in front of me.   Their mouths opened and I plunged my cock deep in my admirer, just in time for my first huge eruption ever into a man.  At that very moment, I knew I was gay.  I had always known it, but never accepted it.  Now I relished it.  Now, I let it all out.

He tried, but he could not take the amount of cum that was jettisoning out of me into his mouth.  He swallowed as fast as he could, moaning like a cow as my pearl white jizz ran out of the side of his mouth and down onto his furry chest rug.  Both the other men began lapping up the excess cum from his chin, mouth and chest.  Then in response, he began to buck his hips as volley after volley of cum shot out of his cock coating my legs and feet. As I continued to cum in my loyal subject, I opened my eyes as I welcomed the site of both Ass groper and the black man kneeling in front of our stall as they too were cumming aIl over each other.  After we all had expelled our cum for that round, I motioned for the other two men to join me in my stall and for the next 2 hours more cum was ingested and impregnated into my loyal subjects than I thought I was able to produce. I must have cum at least 8 times, each time with only a slight less of an amount. By the eighth orgasm I was cumming like that of a normal man.  All 3 of these normally macho, viral muscle studs were completely under my spell, like my own little piglets.  Oddly, a spell that I never knew I had the power of, but now I had an abundance.   I was now a changed man, no, I wasn't a man any longer.  I felt as if I was a God and I could have most any man I wanted. I knew it. I felt it.  My Asian God had given me a gift that was the most amazing gift a man could possess.  That night, I went to a gay bar for the first time, and I must have fucked, either orally or anally, about 15 men.  My cum production never stopped, either. 

The next day, I didn't see my Asian God, but I could literally, feel him everywhere I went:  At the restaurant, at the bank, at work, and then especially at the gym. I had sex 14 times that day, once with the busboy, 3 cooks and 3 waiters at the restaurant I went to for lunch, twice with my boss at work and once again with the bank manager.  I was their Alpha and they were my subjects.  As well with each one, my power inside grew as I did as well on the outside. By the end of the day, my clothes were so tight that I decided to talk (or rather fuck the gym manager) into letting me work out in the gym after it had closed.  Without any disturbance from subjects or without the confines of clothing, I worked out nude, cumming all over in the gym as I lifted. Then it happened.

I felt myself changing again...but not just physically.

As I was taking my shower for the night, I felt him.  He was inside me now, but not literally.  He was in the shower stall next to me and I practically blacked out when I first felt him.  It was when I came the first time.  He never said anything out loud, but inside me, as I continued to masturbate, without having control of myself, I felt him. My screams of euphoria filled the building.  I think I must have had an orgasm 5 times in that shower in about 15 minutes.  Finally, I felt his orgasmic hold on me leave my body and I turned off the water and collapsed on the floor.  When I regained some my strength a few moments later, I opened the curtain and left my stall.  Instinctively, I opened his shower curtain 2 showers down and there he was.  He was even bigger than I had seen him a few days prior.  He had been bent over to hide himself from my sight before, but now he stood up.  He was well over 8 feet tall, and I would have guessed around 600lbs of pure muscle.  His cock was beyond immense, being at least 16" long and 10 inches thick, and he was not hard.  I thought to myself of a few days ago, as I gazed at him in servitude, "You touched me and..."  He interrupted my thought and said out loud, "Your Welcome" and smiled.  His voice literally shook the building. Then he motioned for me to come closer to him. He kissed the top of my head and even though I was an Alpha to anyone else that would have crossed my path, I was the loyal subject when it came to him.  I was his servant.  I was his little piglet. 

He held my head and softly raised it up to look deep into the eyes.  No... into my soul.  Then, this colossal, 600lb, 8-foot giant then picked up my, now, 290lb body, by my head, as if I were a feather, to meet his gaze directly across from him.  As I looked into his blue horizon, a warmth came over me and I shivered with joy as I knew I was finally meeting...my maker.   He didn't even have to squeeze my head, to hold me up, as it was a light touch with no pain at all inside me, just an incredible warmth.  I knew my feet had left the floor, but I wasn't afraid for falling back down.  Instead, it felt euphoric.  I felt as if he were to let me go, I would simply float in front of him.  The most amazing part though was that I felt his power coursing through me. I felt his inhuman strength and his calmness of purity and truth.  I felt like I was in a constant state of orgasm, but it something that was sustainable. A controlled euphoria.   I still felt human, but more than that. I knew my body was now superhuman and that of a God, but now, with his touch, inside my mind and my soul, I felt myself progressing to all knowing and omnipotent.  Man was no longer and would never again be a threat to me.  Like him, I knew that I would never die.  I would never get sick.  I would never again feel pain.   As he changed me, he not only improved me, but he cleansed me.  He didn't say a word. He didn't have to tell me what I was becoming.  I knew...and also, I knew my place.  I knew he had chosen me and only me.  I knew I was to learn from him. Yes, the gym was empty, and it was only he and I, but honestly, we could have been in Times Square, and wouldn't have mattered.  It was only us.  We at that moment were the only true beings in the world.  If you would have been there and seen us, our light would have blinded you, but not harmed you.  This world, our world was gone for that time.  I was in another realm, his realm.

He let go of my head and I literally floated down onto my feet. He told me with his eyes to obey his every thought as my journey was far from over.  I knelt in front of him at the precise moment that he thought for me to kneel in my mind. I did as I was told.  I don't know how, but I knew where this is going, and I welcomed it. I yearned for it. He is a God and, even though I would now be considered a God in the eyes of most, I was still insignificant.  He was all that matters.  Soon, I will learn. Soon I will join him as an equal.

Soon...I will become, Alpha.

Biking to the gym and meeting my old football coach. He asked if I wanted to go to his place.

The pool looks inviting

😍😍😍🔥🥵🤤

Wanna lick all the sweat off of him...everywhere!!

the time for free will is over

the time for mindless obedience is now