Page 68 of Feral Alphas

Five minutes later I have clean tighty-whiteys on that strain over my elephant trunk and I’ve got a blanket covering the area aroundme so nothing in the room is revealed to viewers. Assuming I get any.

I hit the live button on my brand-new creator room for my AlphaKnob profile and wait.

Nothing happens.

I was expecting too much, so I finish the month’s budget allocation by adding new columns to my spreadsheets to record Kye’s contributions.

I flip back to the ICU program, but the viewer section is black as night. There’s a flashing notice at the top and I click to see what it is. For two dollars a day I can get a boost to the head of the ‘newcomers’ list during my first month. Paying for promo will probably make me reliant on future advertising to get boosted, but I don’t have time to wait for organic hits, so I decide to try at least once. I switch back to budgeting, trying not to look at the bottle of lube on the desk to my right.

Thankfully Kye paid his boarding fee straight away so I can order a few groceries online. Now I’ll have to take a look at Colt’s handbook to double check feeding requirements for two feral alphas.

A ding hits my ears and I flip windows to see a message:ThirstyKirsty is in the chat.Well, fuck me. What now? I drop my hand to my crotch and run a finger over the length.

Tiny dots float in the chat and then ThirstyKirsty writes:Welcome to ICU. This is your first creation?

Rolling my lips tightly together, I type back:Yes, remembering in time to leave the ‘ma’am’ off.

ThirstyKirsty:I can see you’re a tease in those briefs. What you got for me?

I slide my hand underneath to lift my dick, straining the cotton further while I reach over and hit the timer on my phone.

ThirstyKirsty:OMG is that a piercing?

Instead of answering, I walk my fingers along my length to the tip and stroke around the ring, making the outline even more obvious, then I give a few experimental strokes to the whole thing, the tight fabric giving me delicious pressure as my cock swells in response to the unexpected day-time attention.

ThirstyKirsty:You’re holding out on me. How naughty.

She has no idea how naughty touching myself is, especially when I’m on sub probation with Colt. In the small window that shows my own recording, a damp spot appears on the stretched crotch.

I glance at the timer. Only fifteen seconds until her free time window’s up.

ThirstyKirsty:Promise me those briefs are coming off that alpha knob today?

Me:I promise.

I run my fingers up to my waist band and pull a section low enough to reveal the thick base nestled in a few coils of blond pubes.

A tiny dollar sign floats across the screen and my balance jumps from zero to twenty cents. Not much, but the fact I made money doing practically nothing makes my heart spasm with glee. And my cock jumps too.

ThirstyKirsty:Ha! You’re a $ whore, aren’t you, big boy?

I chuckle and type back:Yes, he is.

A second ding hits my ears and a viewer with the handle ALA joins the chat. I reset the timer on my phone. Thirsty Kirsty asks to see more of my body, but I ignore her. I have to stick to this two-foot square section of my groin, so I don’t reveal the tattoos on my upper arms and neck, and I definitelydon’t want to show my face. The Arsenic Brothers would come to finish the job they started.

I lift my ass and slide the briefs halfway down my cheeks, revealing the first inch of my cock.

ALA:ICU newbie! Welcome. That’s some package you got there. Show us something good?

Me:Yes, Sir.Fuck, I hit send before I catch myself. Well, they might think it’s respect. I shouldn’t be calling anyone else sir, but habits are hard to break.

ALA’s dots float and then he sends: Good, Alpha Knob. I look forward to it.

I slide my hand down inside the briefs to stroke myself under the fabric.

ALA: Are you shy?

ThirstyKirsty:No, he’s a tease.

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