Author’s note: thanks to J for the idea and input. Feedback welcomed and encouraged:
gelded_alpha@outlook.com
Being a fag takes a while lol
You'll try to fight it
But you know you are
After this you'll go back and dom other guys
But you'll know you are a faggot
And at some point a dom will take your ass
And you'll be gone
You’ll be just another fag
For a real man
Chris:
If someone had told me another guy, let alone a fucking cash fag sub, would say this to me face, I’ve have laughed. Worse, that I would be fucking boned while hearing it, I’d have said they were fucking nuts. Sure I told him I was a dominate, an alpha, not a sub. Yet we both knew dominate masters don’t fag out for sub and right then I was fagging out to him BIG TIME! Still, I should back up a bit.
I’m a jock. Always have been one. In my mid-thirties right now and until he hooked with me, I’ve never subbed to anyone. I admit, I’ve used guys since my sophomore year in HS year when I discovered some guys are naturally submissive. M, I’m an alpha jock. It might sound arrogant or smug but it’s simply the truth. I play guys. In sex and, even online I use them. A few years ago I even got into cash mastering. Once agon I was good at it. Okay I’m cocky but, running a stable of cash fags who cream money to you on demand can’t make you cocky. THAT smug overconfidence in my self-image as a total top however, was my downfall.
I had met, and popped him for some cash, during an online encounter. His name was Jess. Bisexual, like me, and admitted he was a total submissive and cash fag. In his mid-twenties, he lived in my city too. He confessed he had fantasized about dominating getting a dominate wasted and breaking him. During our online talk, he surprised me by offering to pay for a session if he could try playing at dominating. I clearly told him I was not a sub but when he kept offering me cash for the roleplay…I figured what the fuck, right. If he was paying, I could indulge him. I agreed but told him right from the start that:
There needs to be some ground rules:
He agreed and we set up a meet at a local bar. Nice looking and, yeah, he paid for the drinks. Still, when we left for his place I was buzzed but not wasted. We agreed the play acting would begin from the second we left the bar. As we exited, I asked how far his place was. He turned and told me to shut up. Now, I admit , that stunned me. I mean his entire demeanor had changed. I was about to tell him to fuck off but when I opened my mouth to do it, he again told me to ‘shut up’. Honestly, being told off had me a bit aroused! Until then I had been in charge with guys. I quickly gazed down to my crotch and saw I was displaying a bit of wood. I chalked up my slight sexual reaction to the novelty. As we walked to his house I was still wondering why my dick was a bit hard. Naturally, replaying what had just gone done managed to keep me slightly hard too!
*****
Jess:
I had wanted to fuck him over since HS. Back then I was a nerd and he was the school’s hotshot jock. I’d watch him stride through the halls like some type of self-appointed god. I watched as he used whomever he wanted in whatever way he wanted. It didn’t matter which sex was involved, he lorded over everyone. He treated me and others with contempt and, in fact mocked me one day in front of others as a ‘faggot’. I never forgot that day. I hated the humiliation yet, okay, I also was aroused by him. Which, only increased my desire for payback. Back then, it never happened.
After HS I went on with my life and forgot about those nights I dreamed of making him my bitch. I admit, when it comes to sex with men or women, I’m a submissive. I have my limits but I get off in submission. Still a part of me fantasizes about taking down some dominate type like him. Okay, I still dreamt of fucking-over HIM in particular! Weird but true. Maybe it’s an unconscious need for payback on some alpha’s ass for what subs like me do for them. Maybe it’s simply there is a bit of alpha in me. Who knows.
Anyway, one night I was online in a fin-dom site. Yeah, I get off doing it at times. It was there I bumped into him. I had heard about this really hot arrogant cash master from other subs but, I’d never been in the same chat room with him. That night we were and we hooked up. When we Cam-skyped, I nearly lost it. I instantly recognized him. Clearly he didn’t. I fin-dom played with him but in my head I plotted how to take him. When I asked if we could meet and offered to pay for the evening he took me up on it. The night we met I was determined to finally do what I’d fantasized about. I was going to crack Master Chris!
During out conversation, I casually mentioned my fantasy about dominating and made sure to toss in the prospect of a big cash windfall. It took a bit of time but he agreed to a role-play. I read his conditions and let him know they were fine. Hell, I’d have agreed to anything to set up a meet with him. We set up an meet at a local bar. Fuck he was as arrogant as ever. Naturally I played up the ever generous fin-dom fag with him. He ate it up. After a few drinks, by his third double scotch, I was ready to move on my plan. As we walked out he kept babbling about his alpha nature. By now I was on edge over what I hoped to do and tired of his boasting. I almost blew it by telling him to just shut up. To my surprise, Mr. Alpha not only took it but, following the slight movement of eyes towards in his crotch area, it looked like being told off had aroused him. As we walked I managed to catch a few brief glimpses of his crotch. Though only slight, it was clear my now silent alpha was still a bit sexually aroused. It was then I knew. All his life men and women had submitted to him. He wasn’t prepared for anyone to do anything else. Judging by the slight rise in his crotch, that stimulated him. There was a decent change there was a sub in him no one had tapped. I could take him!
*****
Chris:
When we got to his place he offered me a drink in a manner that was less of an offer but more of an order. He reminded me of our deal to let him play being a dominant. My prior drinks were hitting me so, I complied without thinking about not getting bombed. Honestly, after a few minutes the organ between my thighs and not between my ears seemed to be taking charge. I mean on some level I knew it was part of the game but, no guy ever treated me like a sub. Not being the guy dominating was new to me. I wasn’t prepared for the shock of finding it somewhat sexually appealing. WTF, right!. Honestly my unexpected sexual excitement over his ‘take charge’ attitude and my reaction had me slightly mentally off-balance. He began trash talking me and telling me to strip. I asked for another drink thinking it would chill me out, THAT was a mistake. Soon I was buzzed and even more horny. He kept trashing on me. At one point he laughed and asked if I was too much of a pussy to undress. Seeing no way out I stripped. As I pulled down my underwear, my fucking semi-boner waived into view. As he laughed, I tried covering it with my hands which only made my erection grow.
*****
Jess:
I swear seeing Chris, the total top, taking my trash talk shit and complying with my order to have another drink was fucking awesome. I watched him down it. Of course it was laced with something guaranteed to quickly turn his sexual arousal into overdrive. A few minutes later, from the look in his eyes, he was flying too. It was also clear, the guy was nervous. I admit, the sight of this strutting jock standing in front of me, looped, and terrified had me aroused too. A quick glimpse of his crotch told me the fucking dude was also sprouting wood. It was obvious the fucker was getting turned on by my attitude. I decided to press. I trashed some more on him and he stood there taking it. By now, the flush in his face told me he was obviously aroused by my trash talk. It was then I told him to strip. When he hesitated I mocked him about being too scared to do it. As I thought, attacking that ego of his did the trick. As he pulled off his CK brief’s his rod sprung out showing my alpha stud was in a rapidly growing state of arousal. Seeing his embarrassment over that fact was so hysterical. I laughed as he stood before me. Standing there naked and trying, like some little boy, to hide his hard-on. If I had any prior doubts, it was then I knew I he was going to be taken!
******
Chris:
This was fucking crazy. I’m standing bare-assed in front of a sub sporting a fucking hard-on listening to him mocking and laughing at me. By now I was high as all fuck but also horny as fuck which was blowing my head. I couldn’t wrap my brain around the fact this fucking submissive was getting me aroused by treating me like shit. I just stood there staring in shock at him while my sprouting dick was pressing into my hands. The smart thing to do was to walk out. Yet, I worried that leaving might be seen as an admission that I was afraid of what was going on with him. That wasn’t something I was prepared to admit. Instead I just stood there. He quickly poured another drink and offered it to me. Like an idiot I took it and downed it. I was trying to focus on him through the booze when he told me to kneel. I started to object when he said it louder adding I’d promised to comply. My fucking cock throbbed. I dropped onto them. I heard him say ‘good boi’ and my fucking rod twitched. By now I was dripping pre-cum. I needed to blow my wad so bad. I began to masturbate in front of him. He walked over and pulled my hand off my shaft. I was stunned. I mean a guy, and a submissive one too, had just cut me off from getting off. No one had ever controlled me before, let alone decided when I could cream. I stared at him and began to rise up off my knees. He suddenly said "who the fuck told you to rise or jerk-off, faggot". I stopped and sunk back down. What the fuck was going on with me! Next thing I know the fucker grabs my hands and pulled them behind me. Before I knew it, he’d slipped on handcuffs. I started to rise but he put his hands on my shoulder and held me down. I was object to tell him to fuck off but he cut me off with a sharp ‘if you want to get off you’ll shut the fuck up and do as I say okay.” My cock lurched before I could say anything. I couldn’t focus on anything but my growing need to blow so fucking bad. When he loudly asked me again, damn if I didn’t simply nod my head.
******
Jess:
Gotcha ya. Double dosed and unable to touch his pecker to get relief. Got him on his knees and bound his arms by reminding him of the game. The fucking dumb-ass and his ego. Never wanting to show he’s a wimp by pulling out. Lucky he is too drunk to truly think or react. Everything is going great. My soon-to-be bitch boi is fucking high and horny. What a sight, on his knees with his fucking dick waving in front of him. Not so alpha now huh. Chris has always relied on his height and strength as part of his alpha attitude with guys. I’ve cold-conked those props out from under him. He must be going crazy to beat off. Well it’s not happening buddy. Time to bang his head!.
*****
Chris:
Jess walked around to face me. I stared at him and then at his crotch. Without saying a word, he unbuckled his pants. Fuck I thought as he undressed just inches from my face. Standing close, his dick was at eye level. That erection was inches from my lips. I felt a pounding in my head and balls as I watched his rod waive in front of me. He was calling me a faggot adding that he knew I wanted to suck it. I felt my throat dry up. He told me if I did everything he said like a good faggot, I’d get a chance to cum. Shit, I need to cum so fucking bad. By now my balls were churning to unload. I couldn’t take it anymore. I closed my eyes and leaned forward. His salty pre-cum wet my lips. I heard myself groan that I wasn’t a faggot. Despite my claim however, I sounded like a bitch in heat. My dick was straight out and oozing. I told him one last time I wasn’t a faggot before opening my mouth to take his meat into my throat. As he tousled my hair, he moved back a bit. As he called me his good boi and cocksucker, I slurped on his meat.
*****
Jess:
Fuck the bastard is doing it. For a total top he knows how to slurp on dick. If Chris is a closet bottom waiting to be borne, then I intend to fuck it out into the open. He’s so turned on and drunk that he’s on auto-pilot which, is just how I want him to stay. To make sure he stays on knees, I moved back a bit. Now he’s forced to lean forward. That should keep him off balance and on his knees. I’m making sure to keep my trash talking as he works my pole. I intend to fully break his mental self-image. Fuck his dick is waving down there oozing pre-cum so bad its forming a pearly string from the slit in his cock-head to the floor. How does it feel not to be able to get -off when you feel like it, Chris? I bet this is the first time someone else has control over that dick. When he does blow, I think I may have him slurp it up off the floor. The way he’s servicing my shaft he must be suffering blue-balls. Yeah faggot , I tell him. Work my meat . Breaking him is my fantasy come true. Fucking A!
******
Chris:
Fuck I’m on my dam knees giving him head as he calls me every loser name in the book. Why am I so turned-on being treated like a bitch? He’s treating me like I was his submissive but I’m hot for it? Is this what my fags felt like when I abused and punked them? My fucking cock is on fire and I can’t get at it. I need to pop my load so bad. If I do whatever he says maybe he will let me get off. Fuck, no guy ever controlled my dick. Why does that thought of him controlling my it turn me on? Damn he’s dick tastes so good. I’d service this guy full out anytime. What the fuck am I thinking?
*****
Jess:
This is so hot hearing him mumbling he needs to jerk-off while his mouth is stuffed with my dick. As I face fuck him, I recall his ‘ground rules’. Well, Chris, those went out the window didn’t they. You no longer set any conditions. Who’s the be-atch now . I loudly say as he tongues my shaft. He fucking going crazy. That’s right, I tell him, keep on slobbering on my cock. Damn I’m turning the bitch. Time to seed him. I thrust my cock down his throat and start to shoot. I hold his head tight as he squirms trying to pull off. Too bad, I’m in control now. I press his face deeply into my crotch. I bet my pubic hair will give his mouth a good beard burn. That thought gets me even hotter to unload my spunk. He’s guzzling down my spunk while he struggles to breathe. Yeah he’s gulping my cream like a good sub.
*****
Chris:
He shot his load into me. He fucking made me gulp down every bit of his fucking sperm. I barely fought doing it. I just got seeded and my dick never felt so hard.
*****
Jess:
After I finished, I pulled off. His on his knees before me. I take in the sight of his now red-face, coughing as he gasps for air with remnants of my jizz dripping from his lower lip. He’s staring at me in shock. I can see a change in him in his eyes. Yeah, he’s broken. Still, I need to seal it into him.
*****
Chris:
I can still taste him in my mouth. His cream is still oozing down my throat. Some of it’s on my lower chin. Fuck, I knelt and sucked him off. He is staring down at me and calling me a good bitch. I suddenly know…this sub has topped me! I’ve been fucked by a fucking sub. He’s used my throat like a cum-dump. I should be mad but, I’M FUCKING STILL HARD! Shit I’m smiling up at him like he’s mt alpha.
*****
Jess:
Yes, he is mind- fucked so bad. Judging by the way his erection is waiving about and dripping he’s turned on. He has this goofy look on his face. Shit, my macho alpha is not upset about what I’m calling him. Yeah, the muscled jock is actually on his knees, grinning up at me, and squirming to pop his load while I verbally mock and trash his ass!
*****
Chris: what a faggot I truly am. Shit, am I?.
******
Jess:
Time to geld this stud and fuck-up his head forever. So I start saying…
Being a fag takes a while lol.
You'll try to fight it
But you know you are
After this you'll go back and dom other guys
But you'll know you are a faggot
And at some point a dom will take your ass
And you'll be gone
You’ll be just another fag
For a real man
*****
Chris:
{Fuck while he’s telling me this, my nuts are ready to erupt. He needs to let me shoot} Please let me cum, Sir. Please sir, let me shoot my wad! { I’m actually hearing myself beg this sub to stop. I fucking called him Sir. He’s fucking smiling at me!}
*****
Jess:
{He said it. Chris said…Sir …gotcha. Here we go } Remember fags are fags, right? Answer me.
*****
Chris:
{Shit he has his iPhone out and focused on me } Fuck Sir don’t. Not on video.
*****
Jess:
{Go on boi }Say it, faggot.
*****
Chris:
{Aw fuck I’m wasted and need to shoot. I’m staring into his eyes while seeing him grinning at me } Please.
*****
Jess:
{You need to go all the way boi }I said, say it faggot.
*****
Chris:
{Fuck okay }Fags are fags
*****
Jess:
{Yeah! Now the, final goal } Now say that you're a faggot.
*****
Chris:
{Whining like a kid }. Come on Sir, let me cum. Don’t make me say that, Sir.
*****
Jess:
{It’s time to totally pop your cherry, my ex-top }I said, say it.
*****
Chris:
{My cock starts quivering. I crack full out staring into his fucking iPhone } I'm a faggot. I’m a faggot. I’m a fucking fag…oh shit I’m shooting. {moaning this out repeated as I creamed fucking hands-free } I’m a faggot!
*****
Jess:
{I’m laughing as I get a video of him on his fucking knees squirting while howling he’s a faggot } Good bitch.
The End
Postscript:
Jess:
Yeah I got him on cam calling himself a faggot while blowing his load. I also had him open his PayPal and bank accounts so I could cash fuck him dry. By then, he was so mentally demoralized that he simply complied with it all. He stood there watching as I took his money; whining about being a cash fag even while masturbating to an impressive climax. I then got him on cam admitting he’d been jerking-off while being cash fucked by me, a fucking cash sub. I posted the videos to all the fin-dom sites. From the look on his face as they went online, he knew his days as a cash master were over.
Before he left, I also popped his ass doggie-style too. He mumbled at first about never being fucked but soon, he was moaning with pleasure begging me to fuck him harder. In fact, he had an erection throughout and actually shot a good load as I bred him! Later, watching Chris on all fours, licking his puddle of jizz from my floor was the final touch in totally cracking him. From strutting top to mind fucked bottom. Cash Master to cash fag. Now a full-out cock-sucking anal cum-dump. All in all, a good day!
The End