Faggot Flatmate Awoke My Inner Alpha

I was young, fresh faced and oozing testosterone as I entered fresher week in uni. I had spent most of my summer, in the gym, weight training and preparing myself for university life ahead. I was psyched up and ready for what was to be an amazing 3 years ahead. Like most other teens I had imagined wild parties, lots of drinking games, sex drugs and rock and roll, or at least the 2000’s version of it. Arriving on campus I went straight to my dorm room to throw down my bags before heading to the bar to meet people. Walking into my dorm room I was met by a guy who looked like he would be fun, he said his name was Jon and we shook hands like soon to be bro’s do and proceeded to check each other out as we agreed room arrangements.  Jon was slimly built and tall, I could imagine him being a runner or something as he looked like someone that did sports. We were in a 3-person room, but Jon said that he had already been told that it would only be the 2 of us, as they had no third person to put in the room with us. I smiled gleefully at Jon and said, well that room and bed can be for whoever gets lucky and winked as I said it. Jon didn’t quite give me the look I expected but I didn’t over think it and we both headed to the bar. That afternoon led into an evening of drinking and meeting people which was great fun. In fact, that first evening of meeting people led into a few days of doing the rounds in the local bars meeting and finding new comrades in arms for the years ahead.

The Early University Days

In those early days, I quickly learnt from encounters in bars, out on the street or in kebab shops as it so often was that Jon was a real pacifist, he would retract from any form of conflict easily, whether it was conversational conflict or as it was on one night a physical conflict in a bar. This was the opposite of me, I relished conflict and simply did not have the ability to walk away which had caused me a few issues over the years with the law. This was not a major issue because Jon was a nice guy, and I saw myself liking him and us getting on well.

The Night It All Changed

However, one-night things changed, and would never be quite the same again. We were in a bar, and Jon said he was heading to the restrooms, so he left and I carried on with some of the girls we were sitting with. We laughed and told jokes, I was realising that among these girls was at least 2 I could see myself fucking and my mind had already started concocting scenarios for it to happen, it helped that I was jerking off thinking about them already too. I was hugely sexual and when I was not fucking girls, I was jerking off thinking of fucking them. I had already had a threesome involving another guy, so I was comfortable sexually but wanted to have a 2-girl scenario at some point. You can read about my first time with a guy and when I realised, I had masculine Alpha traits here.

Anyway, some time had gone and Jon was still not back, so I got up and headed to the bar to buy more drinks. Standing at the bar I realised that actually almost 1 hour had passed and still there was no sign of Jon, so I headed to the restroom to see where Jon was, perhaps he had already left the bar. As I walked in to the restroom, 2 heavy set lads walked past me smiling, perhaps trying to intimidate me, but it washed right over me as my confidence was already 4 drinks deep. As I turned the corner into the rest room, I could see Jon holding his face in the mirror. He was whimpering, and holding paper towels to his head. I asked what had happened and he said nothing, which was very odd… his shirt was ripped and his head looked like it was swollen, so I asked again, and he got angry and said nothing. So, I washed my hands, and asked what he wanted to drink and left. I could see an embarrassed look all over his face, so I asked no more and headed to the bar to grab the drinks. I felt weird asking him what had happened but at this stage we were still working out each other’s boundaries so if he said he was fine, I was cool to ask no more. However, the incident played on my mind all night, and having had the drink I bought for him, Jon left the bar and headed home.

This first incident was followed by many more oddities over the proceeding weeks, sometimes Jon would be nervous out of the blue, sometimes his bank card would not work, sometimes his clothes were missing, several times I noticed him making excuses or attempts to cover up something happening in his life.

As the months passed, we became great friends, and would play sports and shower together like lads do, and one of the things I had noticed was that Jon had quite a short cock which I laughed at, he was quite tall, so his cock looked even smaller than it actually was. My cock in comparison to his was thick long and stumpy, and it didn’t help that I was constantly hard, and I used that third bed a few times a week which Jon had to listen too. He moaned that I was a savage and a brute and we laughed that I could get hard right after cumming. I realised in those early months that Jon was never spoke sexually, there was no lads banter and he never brought anyone home. It all went unnoticed, mainly because I was busy fucking for the both of us, so it was a few months until I asked him why he was not banging all the chicks that surrounded us? He said that he was just a chilled guy, and would in his own time use that third bed, but he was not bothered about sex that much. From this I took away that perhaps he was shy or gay, but I was too busy fucking to think anymore about it.

Threesome Failures

On one specific occasion I brought home a chick called Susy who we all knew loved fucking, and I knew I had a good night ahead with her. Middle of the night Jon was asleep and I was busy ramming Susy when she turned in ecstasy and said, “why don’t you ask Jon to join us?” I was a little taken aback as I had only had a threesome with 1 chick I knew back home, and never with anyone else, but I knew it could be fun, so the idea intrigued me, so I woke Jon who was sleeping naked and asked him. Jon was startled and freaked out and said “no fuck off you cunt” ... but then Susy asked him and tugged at his tiny cock, she asked him to pop his cock in her mouth while I pumped him… and Jon reluctantly obliged, but I could see he was reluctant. The fact we were now in a threesome boosted my excitement even more and my cock felt so hard I thought it would blow up. I continued pumping her sweet tight pussy as she moaned, but I could see that Jon's tiny cock was just not getting hard... so I said to him, “come on you limpdick fucker... get hard because its your turn on her pussy next”... his face looked weak and horrified. even Susy mocked him, saying “come on get hard Jon, what’s up, you can’t get hard looking at me naked? what are you gay or something?” In the end Jon didn’t get hard, and was horribly embarrassed, and I was annoyed with him too. Susy left in the morning and being the slut she was, she told all her fuck buddies about Jon's failure, which spread around campus.

This incident played in my mind, because Jon was a good-looking guy, yet he was so weak, I imagined he was being bullied on campus, something he had not admitted but his regular bruises were telling me something was going on. I knew I could sort his issues out, if he would just talk about them. The thought of beating the shit out of some bullies quite excited me, it had been a good few months since I had been in a rumble of any sort. I would definitely fuck up those bullies, but Jon had to tell me and let me into what was happening, but Jon said nothing.

Sexy girls on campus and barmaids were my thing, and I spent my days working and my nights fucking. One night I asked Jon to help me put up a shelf and this was the first time I saw him up close, I had never really paid attention to him, as dudes never do. He held the other end of the shelf and I realised up close how smooth he was, soft skin and tight taut body. Odd thoughts flashed through my mind but I buried them. My only experience in the past was the one guy a fuck buddy I knew invited to join us, and even then all I had done was force him to lick and suck me, so I had no real understanding of what I was feeling. 

The Rise Of The Alpha

Later that week, Jon walked in bleeding, and I asked him what the fuck had happened. He said nothing so having heard this so many times before I confronted him and pushed him up against the wall… he was afraid and said nothing… so I grabbed his neck and said, I know something is happening so tell me or I’m beating the fuck out of you myself. Jon was scared… and I was angry but I noted that his skin was tingling, not the usual reaction from someone being threatened... I slammed him into the wall and stood back frustrated with this situation, that was when I caught sight of his erection.… wow... the first time ever and his tiny cock was bolt hard. I jumped back laughing and said, you freak... I’m threatening you and your hard... what the fuck is going on?  He was embarrassed and said nothing… I sat back on the bed… confused. Jon was bruised and he was getting battered by someone on campus…or robbed…he was always looking nervous…I never saw him approach girls or guys, so he never fucked as far as I could tell… and yet here he was rock hard with me threatening him. His tiny cock stood tall without his control…what the fuck was going on. He stood there for what felt like an age... looking down nervously, not looking me in the face... I sat on the bed confused…. It felt like an hour had passed when I spoke up…and said… Jon … come here. Jon walked over…my mind was filled with powerful thoughts, I felt an energy shooting through my body. My tone changed to fit what I thought it should sound like in this situation, more bassy, more growly. I said “Get down on your knees” … he followed my command... I carried on not knowing how far this would go… I had very little experience of anything like this…this much control, I said “open my pants and pull my cock out... now start stroking it… worship it” … he obliged… he acted with more enthusiasm to my commands then I had seen him react to anything in our short few months together... I was astounded and just carried on… I said ... “Now suck it” … without hesitation he put my cock in his mouth and started sucking me... I was bolt hard immediately. From that point on all I can tell you is that I had the best blowjob off my life, I came harder than I had ever done before. When he finished, he sat in silence before me... face covered in cum, mouth dripping and shame faced. I lay back in a glow of post climatic glory… my face turned away from his... my mind wondering… was I gay... what had I done here… how would we ever turn back from this event... I had changed my world into one I didn’t know and wasn’t sure I would like.

It was a awkward silent 10 minutes which felt like hours…I made a decision… I had commanded him… so maybe I would command him to turn around and walk away and just pretend that it had not happened... perhaps like he had listened so astutely before, he would just follow my command again... so I said it and he did... he just got up and walked to the bathroom. While he was in the bathroom I got dressed and left the room. I found reasons to stay out of the dorm room for the rest of that night, got drunk … came home and fell asleep. We did not talk about the event, kind of avoided each other except where we needed to discuss room issues, and the weeks passed. I was less embarrassed and more fearful of what I might have him do if I did see him up close again. 

Yes Master

Then one night, after a bad date which for me meant a date which didn’t end in me getting sucked off or fucked... I headed home with a booze buzz and nothing to do with it... feeling boozy I opened the door and headed to the lounge… laying down I turned the tv on pissed off and started watching some late night tv porn movie… one of those soft porn made for tv things... then an idea flashed through my boozy mind… I was horny… perhaps I should get Jon to sort me... he was asleep in the other room… maybe... I took a chance and shouted to him ... Jon, “come here now” … the door opened and he came in… I said, “Jon come here… you’re sucking my cock right now” …. He walked over and immediately without question started sucking me off… I was in heaven ... Jon could suck cock and balls in a way that no girl I had ever met. Again, the night ended... a little more confidently, as I came, I said to Jon... “Drink it… drink my cum… all off it” ... and he did… wry smile on his face… he drank… and when I had finished, I wiped my cock across his chest and said to him… “Jon get up” … and then I heard him say the words that changed my life…… “Yes Master”

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