The Alpha Academy - Chapter 3 (part 2/3) (Patreon)

Previously:

Chapter 1 - Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
Chapter 2 - Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
Chapter 3 - Part 1 

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- Woah there, the Alpha exclaimed laughingly as his large, warm hand landed on my chest, stopping me with a definite strength. Not so fast my boy, you and I have a little something to deal with.

- Me.. Sir?

A panic rose in me. There was absolutely nothing I could do against a man built like that. The first rule of the Academy came back to mind: “Obey Alphas at all times”. His muscles looked so much bigger from this close up. I was frozen in place.

- Yes, boy. You. Follow me.

- Your friend will rejoin you shortly. Go on, boy.

- Yes, Sir, Damian said before moving on after a quick worried glance at me.

The Man started for the hallway but quickly took a right at an intersection. We climbed a staircase, walked some more. I was lost from the very start, all I could think was how big his cock probably was and how there was no way I could take it. He had said nothing, yet I could already see myself squirming helplessly under him. What was he gonna do to me? My entire body was clenched and I started sweating. I was surprised to feel a strain in my cage…

- Don’t worry, Kenneth my boy. I’m not bringing you to my office to use you. You can call me Sir Wyatt. Or just Sir will do, but it looks like you’ve already caught up on that much. A smart boy.

He looked back and grinned at me, with that half-mocking half-caring expression of his. He knew who I was, so that wasn’t something random.

- Alright, Sir Wyatt… uh Sir, I said, trying not to blush. Is something the matter Sir?

- In there, boy. We’ll discuss privately.

He beeped an access card and opened a door to a large office, decorated in the same white and clear tones of the rest of the building. The light was dimmed, and an entire wall was blocked with opaque curtains going from floor to ceiling. He was definitely gonna use me, I told myself.

He gestured for me to sit down in front of his desk and he took a seat behind.

- I believe there’s been a mistake, Kenneth.

- Sir !? I exclaimed incredulously – was there hope after all?

- It is clear that you can become a very good boy, yes, and several of my peers believe it should be so. You’ve already quite an athletic build and the Academy has everything to help enhance that even more, and the rest too… But your top instincts are raw and I think it would be a loss to boy pussies to not teach you to have at them.

- Mister.. Sir.. I know! I’m a top! I haven’t stopped for a single second thinking about fucking all those boy asses. I’m gonna go crazy if I keep that cage on.

- Now, don’t get ahead of yourself. Moving from boys to Men is forbidden, and you did get your pussy creamed at the trial.

A surge of shame completely overrun my excitement. It was true, what entitlement did I have to Manhood after what happened at the trial?

- After graduating from the Academy, it is the Men’s duty to care for boys. Other than that, they can do whatever the fuck they want. And that includes working their own hole.

- I’m sorry Sir?

The thought had never occurred to me, and I wasn’t exactly sure what he meant. While I was stalled trying to grasp. He rose up, turned his back to me and started undoing his belt. At this point I was just staring, unable to say anything. He tossed the belt, and pushed down his pants, but kept his white dress shirt on. A massive, hairy ass appeared in front of me, and a strong, instant smell of musk immediately followed.

He sat his fat, muscle pile of an ass on the table and the ground shook. Sitting had pulled his cheeks apart, revealing a large hair-free area. It encircled a crevice at least four inches long that must have been his hole. My jaw dropped, and I felt my mouth watering up. He pushed his ass back and the sides of the crevice pulled apart, revealing the depth of his insides.

- That’s… a fucking cunt, I couldn’t help saying.

My blocked erection was throbbing fast with my accelerated pulse.

- Your cage cannot be removed unless the Academy decides otherwise, boy. But I can teach you to work a cunt like a Man should. If you learn well, you might have a shot at becoming Sir Kenneth.

Damn right, I was gonna learn!

- Teach me everything Sir, I begged eagerly, swallowing excess drool.

- Eat it boy.

I jumped to my feet and aimed my tongue right towards the gaping chasm.

My entire face seemed swallowed by this muscle cunt. His entire asslips were so wide I barely felt the hair of his ass on my face. My tongue met none of the usual resistance of tight holes. It was all pure swollen softness. I explored the crater with not only my tongue, but my lips and nose. There was no end to discovering new places.

- Attaboy, that’s what I call enthusiasm. But don’t forget to breathe, boy.

I suddenly gasped for air, realizing I hadn’t considered pulling out. The freshness of the cunt juices covering my face was another new feeling. I dove right back in, and pressed my hands on the massive cheeks in a weak effort to pull his gape open and go even deeper.

- You are fit boy, but you will need to build up more power to maneuver that ass properly. Now for a lesson; a thoroughly worked cunt like mine develops very sensitive lips. Bite on them and see how they swell from the arousal.

I obliged, and the effect was immediate. Man, it seemed like I had never experienced a boy hole in my entire life. For all the sweetness of tight boys, this meat mound had so much more to it. There was too much and I was trying to take it all in.

- Very good, rub those lips boy, run your fingers along them and worship the size. That’s it boy, give Daddy’s cunt a nice deep massage.

I backed up and pressed my hands on either side of his hole, forcing the entire thing to bulge outwards. I ran my thumbs on the lips. I couldn’t run the entire length without readjusting. That cunt was massive.

- Well done, boy. Now Daddy will show you something else. Forming a cunt is delicate and dedicated work. It must constantly be trained and retrained or otherwise the progress will be lost. It’s one of the ways Men have to care for boys. Working their pussy is a pleasure, but also a duty.

He had risen up from the desk and the musky taste of his cunt lingered on my face. For the first time I noticed his ballsack, and as he turned around, his half-grown erection. I had been right, his cock was huge. I imagined it would be an easy 10 inches when fully hard, and the girth of it was well-matched. He was cut, and the shaft was a bit wider in the half towards the tip. It had a curve to the side and well-defined, exaggerated veins all over. I had never seen a cock as glorious. Were all of Men’s dicks like that? Trevor had been big, but nothing of the sort.

He bent and pulled out the most massive butt plug I had ever seen from under his desk, though it didn’t seem too out of place when compared to the size of the arm holding it.

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To be continued in 2 weeks