The Telemachus Story Archive

Alphaman Meets Mr Cole Lector
Part 6 - It Begins In Earnest
By Kyle Cicero (Illustrated by Herodotus)

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It Begins In Earnest

Alphaman entered the office. This time there was no denying that his visit had nothing to do with finding some missing men. He stood before a smirking Cole in his cum crusty tights with a haunted look in his eyes. The familiar cologne scent that he now associated with Cole filled his lungs

A triumphant Cole saw not the once moralistic superhero in front of him but a man who was broken. “Strip off that uniform Bocaj!” He barked.

Alphaman gulped and meekly undressed. He stood naked before Cole using his hands to cover a cock that was suddenly swelling in arousal.

Cole stood up and took Alphaman’s belt off the floor. “Hands behind you and clasped together. NOW!” He snapped.

Alphaman’s eyes filled with tears and he quietly did as he was instructed. Cole went behind him and tightly secured Alphaman’s hands. The thought of being tied up caused his cock to lengthen.

“Move over to a few inches from the front of the desk. Then, bend over, rest your head on the desktop and, spread your legs.”

Alpha man did as instructed. In this position his nuts swayed obscenely between his well-muscled thighs. He knew his cock was fully erect now but he was beyond shame. He was in heat!

Cole grabbed Alphaman’s hair to yank up the superhero’s head. He produced a ball on a leather string. “Open your mouth,” Cole simply stated.

Alphaman did as he was told and experienced his first encounter with a ball gag.

The coolness of the office air swirled around his low hangers. Cole suddenly blindfolded Alphaman then, he slowly rubbed the superhero’s rump.

“My ass now,” he hissed as he patted the fully formed rear end of the prone superhero.

Alphaman understood that his hands were effectively neutered but he also knew he could stop all this by merely standing up. Yet, this simple act was now mentally beyond him. Cole possessed his secret name. More importantly, Alphaman’s cock wanted this all to go on with Cole.

Alphaman felt an oily substance on his ass followed by Cole’s hand swirling on its surface. Alphaman groaned as his cock throbbed. Cole’s fingers were soon exploring deep between Alphaman’s butt-crack .

“Let’s see if you like this?” Cole rasped as his thumb slipped fully downward to play along the  muscled ridges of Alphaman’s anal entryway.

By now Alphaman was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. The stimulation was so intense he wanted more of it. Gradually he started to gyrate his hips backward onto that thumb. “Fuck,” he growled through his gag enjoy the thumb’s activities and the sounds of his foul words. As he swayed his balls moved back and forth slapping the hard sides of first one then the other of his two muscled thighs. This had the effect of producing more sexual stimulations in his brain. Seconds later he felt Cole’s thumb pressing to get inside him.

“Bocaj let my finger inside of you,” Cole commanded in a no nonsense tone of authority.

With  a sigh of surrender Alphaman willed his chute muscles to unwind. As Cole’s finger slipped into him, Alphaman gasped with desire. “You’re in me,” he mumbled in his gagged muffled voice. Soon Cole was vigorous fingering a  squirming Alpha man who was bellowing yelps of utter pleasure through the gag. It did not take long for Alphaman to just lose all dignity. He repeatedly rammed his ass downward on Cole’s finger reveling in his sexual stimulations. Then, with an almost incoherent roar of “argh ”, his massive muscled body shook. His legs tensed as he pressed his head on the surface of the desk. With another loud  but muffled bark, his cock shot its spunk. Panting now he let Cole ease him upward to his feet. He stood shivering as the older man untied him and removed the blindfold. He glanced over at the side of the desk to observe a hefty wad of his dripping cum running down its side moving toward the floor.

“Good boi,” Cole said patronizingly finally speaking for the first time since he had commanded Bocaj to anally relax. “Here drink this large glass to refill your internal liquids. A dry-mouthed Alphaman greedily drank the goblets contents. Its familiar warmth comforted him.. Cole rang a bell and the same servant entered. “Take him to that room to clean up.” Cole muttered with an indifference to the superhero that aroused Alphaman more. The naked hero and the servant left.


The servant led the superhero to a small room. “There is shower for your use,” he sniffed with distain as he glared at the muscular naked form of a mortified Alphaman. “I will fetch your outfit and dress you once you are done. Please don’t argue,” he stated seeing the superhero was about to object to that last set of words.

Alphaman glumly nodded and went to shower. As he soaped his body his mind recalled the events that had just occurred. His cock became erect. “Shit,’ he muttered as he closed his eyes and masturbated. He ran his hand up and down his soapy shaft while images of the activities in the office and his participating in it replayed in his mind. “Fuck. Fuck,” he groaned. Minutes later he erupted. He was still squirting when suddenly he heard a cough. Opening his eyes he saw the servant shaking his head. The superhero blushed. The servant turned to leave. The horrified and embarrassed Alphaman quickly washed off. He stepped out of the shower to go into the room where the elderly servant waited.

“Get in this,” the servant harshly stated as he held out a pair of black leather shorts.

Alphaman took them then speedily got into them. They were skintight and there was a crotch pouch that his “jewels” slipped into. The effect was to emphasize their bulk by pushing them slightly up ward and out from between his muscle thighs. The shorts had a series of drawstrings in the back. The hero stood silent as the servant “laced him up”. The man took a hood from his vest and roughly placed it on the superhero’s head. It hood covered only the upper half of the latter’s face. “Don’t touch it unless ordered too,” the man gruffly said as he left.

Alphaman paced the room unnerved yet sexually excited as well. Soon, Cole came into the room carrying a goblet. He wore a pair of black leather gloves. Cole nodded at the sight of the re-dressed superhero then silently strode up to where Alphaman was standing. The former grabbed and yanked down a cord on the wall. The action pulled back the curtain on the wall revealing a full-length mirror. Alphaman saw himself in its reflection.  He stood there costumed in his tight black leather shorts and a dog mask that covered the upper half his face. “Its like my dream ,” he thought. He did not recognize himself or rather his “old self” in the figure there before him.

Cole came up beside him. “It needs one final touch,” he whispered as he took an item out of a side pant’s pocket. Quickly he fastened the black leather studded collar around the superhero’s neck. Alphaman was transfixed by the vision of his "new look”. He observed the collar and a rush of arousal hit him causing his crotch area to bulge outward even more now. He knew he was once more experiencing renewed sexual heat.

“What do you see there in the mirror, Bocaj,” Cole said softly into the hero’s ear.

“I see a dog sir,” he replied as his cock stiffened even more inside its black leather pouch. “I see your dog Master.”

“Then get down on all fours ,” Cole rasped. The superhero quickly complied. He gazed up at his “owner”. He knew he had been taken. Alphaman was no more! Cole was holding a goblet. He dipped his leather gloved fingers in the brew then brought them to the superhero’s mouth. Alphaman eagerly opened his lips to slurp on the wine soaked leather encased fingers. His tongue sucked in the heady tastes of the brew and warm leather.

“Good dog,” Cole laughed. He put down the goblet and unzipped his pants with his free hand to pull out his own cock. He withdrew his fingers from Alphaman’s mouth. Cole immediately took up the goblet and poured some of the brew onto his dick. “Suck me,” Cole said.

A fully compliant Alphaman slobbered on the Cole's dick. By now Alphaman’s own cock ached to explode. He felt to press of its leather covering on every area of its skin.

  “Good doggie,” Cole joked as he humped the superhero’s face. “Aw fuck good doggie,” Cole gasped at last as he ejaculated into the willing throat of the superhero.

“Umph. Umph,” Alphaman replied s he sucked Cole heady cream down his throat. His own cock erupted in its tight confines causing a mildly erotic scent of cum stained leather to fill his nostrils. When he had finished, Cole pulled a leash out from his back pocket and attached it to Alphaman's collar. “Now we show you your new home,” Cole stated as he led his crawling  “dog’ from the room.


A leashed Alphaman crawled alongside his "Master” on all fours happily contented in his new outfit and role in life. Cole led him into a nice room furnished with a rather large steel cage that was five feet by five feet. Inside the cage was a large soft pillow that took up a third of the enclosure. Off to one other side was a silver doggie bowl filled with the same liquid Alphaman so enjoying consuming.

“In you go boi,” Cole said as he unhooked the leash on the superhero’s collar. “Drink all your liquids before you sleep boi.”

The well-built “pooch” ambled inside his cage still on all fours and settled down on the pillow. He stared at Cole as the latter locked his new home’s door. They both knew two things: 1) This earthly made lock and cage could not really imprison the powerful alien; 2) The mind blown former super-stud would never to be able to summon the will to break out of his cage.

“Night boi,” Cole said as he left the room. He gazed with humor as Alphaman settled down inside his “dog house” still wearing his cum soaked shorts and hood. Cole turned out the lights leaving the once proud superhero on all fours with his face bent downward into his bowl quietly lapping its contents like a very good doggie!

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