Never The Alpha

I grew up in a small town where everyone had chores after school. My chores were helping my grandpa in the shop. A new guy, from out of town was hired as assistant mechanic, which was the glorified name for the guy that did the oil changes, batteries and that stuff. They were never allowed near a car with a wrench. His name was Paul. He introduced me to weed.

Weed slows you down. We were sitting in his apartment, the tv was on, pretty high when he started to wank off. He got up and put a porn tape in the VCR and young guys got going sucking and fucking. It was a Russian tape, I couldn't understand a thing, so I focused on the sucking and fucking and started to get hard. Paul was already wanking pretty hard and he called me over to suck his dick.

I wasn't a regular cock sucker, but I liked sucking Paul's dick, high and watching those Russian videos he got somehow, always smooth young guys with big dicks. Paul had this thing about him, he got horny enough and went Alpha and watch out, someone was getting fucked and it wasn't going to be nice. He never fucked nice, it's like he was let out of a cage after being cooped up for a year. But those were the rules if you went over to his place to smoke weed.

One day my grandpa fired Paul for stealing. He stole tools, not money, which he sold down at the pawn shop and the man called my grandpa and told him where he could pick up his tools, as long as he paid for them again. I was pushed into joining up, actually my grandpa drove me down to the recruiting center and gave me one choice. He picked the Marines so that they would make a man out of me.

I did become a man, but I never gave up on sucking cock or taking a good fuck. It was in me, Paul had made sure I would always bend over for the Alpha dog. And there were a few of those in the Marines who were looking for respect, One of those told me that my problem is that I had cock in mouth disease. I can thank Paul for that.