Tales of Alpha House, Part One: The Contest
by Sonofjack, sonofjackwell@gmail.com
An Alpha wants to take home a boy on campus, but which one?


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This is the first of a new series of stories about the girls of Alpha House
(See Tales of Alpha House, Introduction for more details. Send your comments
about this story to sonofjackwell@gmail.com. I wrote this story on commission.
If you like my writing style and you'd like me to write a custom story for
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When Barry asked Tomoe how she was able to get access to the student center
weight room after hours she smiled sweetly and replied, "I'm a beautiful girl;
beautiful girls are allowed to go wherever they want whenever they want."
Barry didn't know if this was really true, but he did know that calling
herself beautiful was not boastful for the stunning Japanese coed. If
anything, that was a ridiculous understatement.

At 5'2" and Barry estimated perhaps125 pounds Tomoe was extremely petite and
delicate with the most delicate and beautiful face he'd ever seen. She had
long, flowing black hair and big, dark eyes as well as a smile as enchanting
as a house made of gingerbread with fairies and pixies dancing all around it.

She was dressed in her workout clothes which consisted of yoga pants that
stretched tightly over her pert and round ass and a spandex sports bra that
strained mightily to contain the one part of her luscious body that wasn't
petite - her G-cup breasts. Her tits were not only big, but also very round
and firm.

Tomoe was easily the most desirable girl that Barry had ever seen. That was
the only reason he was here. When he met her earlier that day and she
practically ordered him to meet her in the student center weight room after
hours ... . If it had been any other girl, he would have told her no.

She flat out told him, "I want to compare you with two other muscular boys I
met today."

"Compare us how?" Barry asked.

"I've been searching the campus to find the boys with the most masculine, sexy
bodies, and I've decided that you're in the top three."

"You mean you want to decide which one of us has the best body? Isn't that
kind of shallow? Why would I submit myself to that?"

She giggled. "Because you haven't stopped staring at my tits since you met
me." She was wearing a tight, low cut half t-shirt that showed off her more
than ample cleavage and her flat belly. Her half shirt showed off a
tantalizing glimpse of under-boob. She was clearly not wearing a bra. As large
as they were, her firm, round boobs clearly did not require a bra.

The snug short shorts she was wearing showed off her shapely legs as well.
"Whether you're a boob man, an ass man or a leg man, I've got it going on, and
you know it." She paused for a moment to let that sink in. She looked at him
with such confidence that it made his knees buckle. "You'll be there because
you hope that if I pick you tonight that I might also fuck you." Barry knew it
was pointless to try to deny it

She repeated the time and the place she wanted him to be and told him with
complete self- assurance. "You'll be there." Her supreme arrogance was nearly
as alluring as her insanely attractive face and body. Barry knew that nothing
short of death would keep him away. Tomoe knew it too. Part of him wanted to
say no. Part of him thought that he wouldn't give her the satisfaction, but he
knew that part was lying. Barry knew that he would go to lengths far greater
than merely swallowing his pride to please Tomoe.

Barry hadn't had much experience with women. He was a late bloomer in high
school, and he'd only been at college for a week. Barry began weight training
in tenth grade, but it was only in the latter half of his senior year in high
school that the girls finally began noticing just how ripped his body was.
Having a growth spurt and shooting up to 6'2" during his senior year didn't
hurt. He'd always had a pleasant if someone bland face with a manly square jaw
and piercing grey eyes.

He had sensed that college would be his time, but he didn't count on meeting
anyone as breathtaking and amazing as Tomoe during his first week. She pushed
a lot of important buttons for him. She was equal parts cute, adorable, sexy
and smokin' hot. He'd also always been attracted to confident women who knew
what they wanted. Tomoe possessed that quality by the truckload. To make it
even better, it seemed like one of the things she wanted might be him, but she
seemed determined to keep him guessing and off balance a little bit.

He wanted this hook up more than anything he'd ever wanted in his life. "Where
are the other guys?" he asked anxiously.

"They'll be here; you were a little bit early, eager beaver." Barry wondered
if being eager worked in his favor. He hoped so.

"Maybe they're not coming," Barry remarked. Tomoe exhaled gently and rolled
her eyes. Her facial expression dismissed Barry's hopeful comment. "You wish.
They'll be here; stop dreaming." Tomoe's confidence in her ability to make men
do whatever she wanted bound Barry more powerfully than chains.

Just then, as if on cue, Barry heard the sound of two heavy footsteps
approaching from the adjoining room. "There's Shawn and Thor now," said Tomoe.
She looked at Barry with a smirk that clearly said, "See, I told you so."

When Shawn and Thor walked into the room, Barry recognized them immediately.
He may have only been at college for a week, but he'd worked out in the
student center weight room at least once every day since arriving. He'd seen
Shawn and Thor there several times already. They were gym rats like him. He'd
even spotted for Shawn a few times and thought of him as his first new friend
at college.

Thor was something else altogether. As big and muscular as Barry and Shawn
were, Thor was bigger and had more bulk. He was at least six inches taller
than Barry and looked like he outweighed Barry by a good sixty or seventy
pounds of muscle. Thor was a couple years older than both Barry and Shawn.
When he was in the gym, it was clear who the top dog was, and he had a gaggle
of sycophantic toadies to prove it.

"Let's get this competition started," Thor said eagerly, "You want to find out
which one of us can lift the most weight, right?" Barry hoped not. He knew
that he could not lift as much sheer weight as Thor. He hoped that there would
be more to this than just brute strength.

Tomoe wasted no time in establishing her dominance. "I am in charge here, and
I will decide when to start and what kind of competition this shall be. Is
that clear?" Her dominating presence continued to turn Barry on. He wasn't
sure how the other guys were taking it.

"Sure, Baby, sure," Thor replied, "Whatever you say." Despite his compliant
words, Barry was pretty sure that Thor was not really going along with her. He
had a feeling that if he got Tomoe alone, his attitude towards her would
quickly change. He even felt a little scared for her.

Tomoe gave Thor an odd look. She looked like she was on to him but not the
least bit concerned about it. Barry got the feeling that Tomoe knew something
that he and Thor didn't. He became strangely excited by this. Everything about
this Asian beauty with the long, flowing black hair, the exquisitely beautiful
face and the mind-bendingly spectacular body seemed to make his desire for her
that much more powerful.

She said, "Okay then, boys, strip down to your shorts and do a double bicep
flex for me." Within seconds Barry, Shawn and Thor were down to their shorts
doing their most impressive bicep flexes. Tomoe looked at them for
approximately four seconds and said, "Barry, you stay; you other two can go
home now."

Thor did not take this well. "You mean that's it?" He paused for a few
seconds. She didn't bother to answer him or even glance in his direction. She
gazed at Barry and smiled with great satisfaction. She looked like she might
start drooling. "You said this was going to be a contest of strength." Thor
protested.

Without bothering to take her eyes off Barry Tomoe said, "Did I? I guess I
changed my mind," She obviously considered the matter settled.

"Besides, that is not what she said," Shawn spoke up for the first time. He
was with Thor when Tomoe invited them both to the contest. "She said it was
going to be a muscle contest." Thor shot a look at Shawn that told him to keep
his mouth shut if he wanted to remain healthy.

"See there," said Tomoe, "It's a contest of muscles, and Barry has the
prettiest muscles ... no doubt about it."

"Prettiest? What the fuck? My muscles are bigger and a lot stronger than his
are. Who cares who has the prettiest muscles?

Tomoe walked over to Barry who was still flexing and ran her slender, sexy
hands across his ripped, muscular chest and over to his cut and peaked biceps.
"I do," she said, "She looked deep into Barry's eyes and smiled seductively at
him. She made a silent, playful biting motion with her mouth and laid the side
of her head onto Barry's manly chest. "Hold me," she cooed.

Barry lowered his beefy arms and wrapped them around the Asian beauty. He
could feel her ample breasts pressed against his midsection. She began to roll
her body sensuously into his groin which made his manhood grow and become rock
hard. When Tomoe literally began to purr at the stiffness and firmness of his
shaft, Barry was afraid that he was going to cream his pants right then and
there.

"NO WAY!" Thor cried out, "THERE IS NO WAY THIS IS HAPPENING!" He looked
confused. He was not expecting to lose. "My muscles are bigger than his." He
wasn't wrong. His muscles were the biggest when it came to pure bulk.

However, there was also no doubt that Barry's physique was more toned, ripped,
cut - whatever word you want to use - in terms of muscle sculpting. That was
no accident. From the time that he began serious weight training in high
school, Barry was more interested in the aesthetics of bodybuilding than he
was in strength training. He'd never been very interested in athletics either.
He's never been very fast, skilled or especially gifted at sports.

Barry thought of himself more as an artist than he did an athlete, and human
flesh and muscles was his medium. Now, after years of hard work, it was paying
off. He had the sexiest girl he'd ever seen ready to ... . What?

"Let's go back to my place and fuck," Tomoe whispered the kind of whisper that
seems all too loud. She obviously didn't care if Shawn and Thor heard. She
obviously didn't care about much of anything other than getting Barry back to
her bed and quickly.

Thor stepped up between the happy couple and the main door. "Wait just a
goddamned minute! You dragged us down here after hours, and you won't even
give me a chance to show you what I can do?"

Again, Shawn intervened. By now he'd taken the loss like a good sport and put
his shirt back on. "She saw what we could do, and she isn't interested." Thor
had shot Shawn a dirty look once as a warning. He wasn't disposed to warn
anyone a second time.

"You shut your fucking mouth before I shut it for you!" Thor snapped.

"Hey come on, guys," Barry said. Thor's face turned red, and he looked like he
was ready to snap Barry's head off.

Tomoe rolled her eyes. Why do the losers in her little contests always want to
start a fight? She had no interest in Thor or what he could do. However, she
knew the quickest way to put a stop to this so she could get Barry into her
bed.

She said to Thor, "Fine, if I let me show you how strong you are, will that
satisfy you?"

"Hell, yeah," Thor replied. He was sure that once she saw a demonstration of
his phenomenal power that she would change her mind. Most girls did. Thor
wasted no time in stacking together so much weight onto a single barbell that
Barry and Shawn began to wonder if he'd cracked from the pressure. By the time
he was finished there was a barbell on the floor loaded with slightly more
than nine hundred pounds.

"Have you ever seen him lift that much weight?" Barry whispered in Shawn's
ear.

"I've never seen anyone lift that much," Shawn replied.

Thor certainly captured Barry and Shawn's attention. Shawn looked skeptical,
and Barry looked worried. He was afraid that lifting such incredible poundage
might be enough to steal Tomoe away. He gave a nervous sideways glance to
Tomoe who was tapping her foot, rolling her eyes and stifling a yawn. She
looked impatient, unimpressed and bored all at the same time.

As Thor leaned over and gripped the bar, Shawn said to Barry in a hushed tone,
"If he pulls this off, that puts him in the elite class of powerlifters."

With a mighty heave and a bellow that sounded more bestial than human, Thor
brought the massive weight off the ground. He raised it slowly. His face was a
mask of torture. He straightened his back and locked his knees supporting the
colossal barbell and held it there while Shawn counted slowly, "One, two,
three, four, five," Shawn paused a beat until he realized that Thor wasn't
finished. "Six, seven, eight," he continued until Thor dropped the more than
nine hundred pounds.

"That was amazing!" Shawn said with respect.

"That was incredible," Barry had to concede.

"Eh, it was okay, I guess," said Tomoe.

"OKAY? JUST OKAY?" Thor cried.

"I'm not impressed by brute strength," said Tomoe, "Now I'm going to show you
why." She walked over to the barbell that Thor had powerlifted. "This is the
heaviest weight you can lift?" Thor nodded. The way his body felt, he was
convinced that he could not have possibly lifted one more ounce.

Tomoe, all 5'2", 125 pounds of her in her beautifully faced, round assed, big
breasted, shapely legged glory, reached down with one hand and picked up the
more than nine-hundred-pound barbell and lifted it off the ground with one
hand. She continued to lift it with seemingly no effort until she lifted it
over her head and extended her arm as high as she could. She gently lowered
the bar back down to the ground.

Thor, Barry and Shawn stood transfixed, staring at the super strong beauty
with their mouths agape in awe. "That's why I'm not impressed with a man's
strength," she explained, "Because I'm at least twenty times stronger than any
man on Earth."

"Y-y-y-you're one of th-th-those alphabet g-g-g-g-girls," Thor stammered.

"Alphas," Tomoe corrected him. Of course, all three young men had read about
the beautiful and super strong young women who'd been popping up all over the
world for the past decade or so. More and more were revealing themselves every
day. Still, they were relatively rare. This was the first one Barry had ever
seen.

"Do you ... " Barry barely believed it could be true. "Do you still w-w-want
me to c-c-cone h-home with you?"

"Only if you want to," Tomoe said sweetly. "I won't make you do anything you
don't want to do." She said this knowing full well that he wanted to. Hell,
she knew that he would happily eat her panties if she asked him to.

"Yes, please," Barry replied.

Thor looked crestfallen.

"Don't feel so bad," Tomoe told him. "You really are very strong ... for a
boy." She looked at Barry. "He really should get something for his trouble."
She told Barry this as an explanation. She wasn't asking his permission for
what she was about to do.

Tomoe walked over to Thor, reached up on her tippy toes and pulled him by the
neck gently down to her. She pressed her big tits and the rest of her luscious
body against his and planted a deep, passionate kiss on Thor's lips. He felt
her soft lips and breath hot against his mouth. He felt her powerful arms
pulling him in. He could feel her awesome strength - much greater than his -
and her tight, hard form pressed into him. She was dominating and alluring and
for all his masculine might, he knew he was powerless against her.

She pulled away from him and walked past him. As she did, her hand lightly
grazed his raging hard penis - it might have almost been an accident. This
gentlest touch combined with the lingering kiss that he could still feel
caused Thor to collapse in spasms of erotic pleasure greater that he'd never
known - even that time he fucked the Ramonski Triplets.

She walked back over to Barry. "That's only a tiny preview of what I've got in
store for you before the weekend is over."

"The whole w-w-w-weekend?" Barry stuttered.

"At least." Tomoe tossed him effortlessly over her shoulder and began carrying
him off. "You're coming home with me, and I'm going to make you beg. You'll
beg for more and you'll beg for mercy at the same time! By the time I'm
through with you, you won't know whether to charge your ass or scratch your
phone."

"Yes, please," Barry repeated. Then it occurred to him. "Where do you live?"

"The Alpha House," she replied.

"You mean there are more of you?" Barry asked with delight.

"Don't get any ideas, Lover Boy," Tomoe said, "You're pretty, and I'm sure
you'd like to stay that way. However, you just gave me an idea." She called to
Shawn, "Why don't you come with us. I'm sure that I could find an Alpha sister
for a handsome boy like you."

"You really think so?" Shawn asked.

"Absolutely. She might not be quite as beautiful as I am, but all the Alphas
are gorgeous as well as incredibly strong." Shawn fell in behind the sexy
super girl and her happy cargo.

On the way out Barry noticed that on the ground by the entrance to the weight
room, there was a shattered chain and a crumpled padlock. "That's how you got
into the weight room after hours. You said that pretty girls are allowed to go
wherever they want. Don't you mean strong girls?"

"It's all the same since the prettiest girls are also the strongest. Don't you
agree?" Barry was in no position to argue so he slowly nodded. He wanted to
conserve his energy. He had a feeling he was going to need all he could get.

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