No one would ever suspect you. You’re "alpha". You lift. You dominate in every aspect of your life. No one would even guess you’ve got a single deviant thought in your head. But late at night? You find yourself here. Watching, listening, stroking - falling deeper into something you swore you’d never entertain. At first, it was just curiosity. You thought I was hot but you assumed you were untouchable. But now? Now you’re pumping to cock, aching for something you can’t even put into words. How did this happen? How did you, the so-called straight, masculine, untouchable alpha, end up this weak, this brainjacked, this desperate? And why are you enjoying it so much?