<p>Tyler’s note was simple:</p><blockquote>Hey there. I’m Tyler. I live next door. I’m sorry we haven’t met yet and that I’m introducing myself under such awkward circumstances, but I had to say something.</blockquote><blockquote>Again, I apologize for this, but I’m having trouble sleeping on some nights because there’s quite a bit of noise coming from your bedroom. I’m not sure why the designers of this apartment building chose to have us share bedroom walls, but they did and it’s become an issue for me.</blockquote><blockquote>Once more, I’m sorry for how terribly awkward this is, but is there any way you could tone down the noise just a little? Even if I put in my earbuds and listen to something on my phone I can still hear enough to keep me up. Perhaps you could pull your bed away from the wall a bit?</blockquote><blockquote>You’ll find my number and email at the bottom of the letter in case you need to get in touch. Thanks so much, and I apologize once more for even having to write this letter.</blockquote><p>A day later, Tyler found a note slipped under his door. His neighbor’s message was fairly simple too:</p><blockquote>Aww, aren’t you cute. Your neighbor fucks too loudly and you just can’t get any sleep. Isn’t that just the saddest thing in the world?</blockquote><blockquote>I’ll tell you what. Instead of complaining about having to listen to me fuck, why don’t you whip our your little dick (I’ll bet it’s little, isn’t it) and masturbate while my boyfriend makes me cum.</blockquote><blockquote>That way, you can feel a little like you’re the one having sex, even though you’re definitely not having sex (you’re not, right?).</blockquote><blockquote>To be honest, I find it kind of hot to know that you’re listening to me get fucked. I think I might have to get a little bit louder.</blockquote><blockquote>I’m Jess, by the way. Pleased to sort of meet you.</blockquote><p>True to her word, Jess was louder. It happened that night. She wasn’t just a little bit louder, either. She put on a performance.</p><p>At first, Tyler was frustrated. Not only had his neighbor disregarded what he’d said, she’d doubled down on what was annoying him. It was infuriating.</p><p>Then a text came in: “He’s fucking me doggystyle. Are you listening?”</p><p>Tyler couldn’t believe it. She was taunting him, and apparently she was texting while getting fucked. It was astounding. He wasn’t sure if he should text her back. If he did, he knew it would mean he was giving up. She’d won.</p><p>Another text came in: “Are you playing with your cock? Are you jerking off while he fucks me?”</p><p>Tyler stared at the screen. There was no question his neighbor was getting fucked. He could hear the bed slamming into the wall with every thrust and she was moaning loud enough for people across the street to hear.</p><p>Despite his annoyance, Tyler couldn’t deny being a little bit aroused. He’d never interacted with a woman as bold as Jess. She hadn’t been embarrassed that he could hear her. She hadn’t been sympathetic to his plight. She seemed to have been aroused and taken his letter as a challenge and a potential source of pleasure.</p><p>Now she was getting fucked and encouraging him to masturbate. Tyler wasn’t sure, but he got the impression that if he stroked his cock as he listened that Jess would find it arousing.</p><p>“Yes, I’m masturbating,” Tyler texted back as he quickly pulled down his underwear and wrapped his fingers around his cock.</p><p>He was already half hard and it took only a few seconds of dedicated stroking to get him fully erect. Now that he’d embraced doing what his neighbor suggested, Tyler could admit to himself that he was genuinely aroused. He liked the idea of her knowing that he was jerking off while she got fucked. He liked that he was essentially doing what she told him.</p><p>“Good boy,” she texted back.</p><p>The phrase thrilled him. Tyler felt a weird-but-thrilling kind of arousal rush through his loins. He’d never experienced it before. He liked it. His cock felt harder and thicker than it ever had.</p><p>“I like that,” he texted Jess. He figured there was literally nothing to lose. He might as well be very clear that he was enjoying himself.</p><p>“I know you do,” she texted. </p><p>Her moans got louder. Tyler wondered if texting him excited her.</p><p>“Was I right, Tyler? Do you have a little dick?”</p><p>Tyler stopped masturbating and looked at his cock. He knew it wasn’t big, though he never thought of himself as small. He’d measured. He was just under five inches. A little bit below average.</p><p>For some reason, Tyler’s heart was pounding as he looked at his cock and then back at his phone. He was about to admit that he had a small dick and it excited him. It was confusing, but his cock was still throbbing and now it was dripping precum.</p><p>“Yes, I have a little dick,” Tyler texted. He could have quibbled. He could have said it was a little below average or given her an exact measurement. That didn’t feel exciting, though. He didn’t understand it, but the idea of telling Jess that she was right about his little dick was thrilling.</p><p>Tyler stroked his cock once more as he sent the text. Jess’s laughter seeped through the walls. He felt a weird, uncontrollable surge of desire. He had to let go of his dick. He didn’t want to cum yet.</p><p>“I knew it,” Jess texted. “Keep stroking your little dick like I told you to, Tyler. Stroke while you listen to him make me cum.”</p><p>Tyler did just that. He masturbated and listened as the moans from the apartment next door got even louder. Judging by the way her bed slammed harder and faster into the wall, Jess’s boyfriend was fucking her harder.</p><p>Tyler closed his eyes and imagined his beautiful, dark-haired neighbor on her hands and knees. He imagined her mouth open so the moans of pleasure could escape. He imagined her tits, which seemed to be quite large, bouncing as her boyfriend fucked her. He imagined a porn, basically, and it played out perfectly in his head with her loud, sensual moans as the perfect accompaniment.</p><p>There was no mistaking her orgasm. When she came, Jess let out a long, loud moan. Tyler continued to masturbate, though he didn’t cum. He wanted to wait and see if Jess had any other instructions for him.</p><p>“Did you cum?” she texted a few minutes later.</p><p>“No.”</p><p>“Good boy.”</p><p>Again Tyler felt a weird, inexplicable kind of thrill at being called a “good boy.” He already felt hooked on that thrill. He wanted more and he hoped that Jess would give it to him.</p><p>“Do you want to cum?” she texted.</p><p>“Yes, desperately,” he said.</p><p>“Come to my place. My boyfriend is gone. He left the door unlocked. Oh, and don’t you dare get dressed. Come over in whatever you’re wearing right now.”</p><p>Tyler felt that naughty thrill again. He was wearing a pair of socks and a white t-shirt. He’d kicked off his underwear while masturbating. He wasn’t going to cheat and put on his underwear, though. He was going to do as he was told.</p><p>He grabbed his phone, walked to his front door, and looked out the peephole to ensure no one was in the hallway. He opened the door and popped his head out.</p><p>No one else was around, so Tyler quickly scampered down the hallway and opened Jess’s door. Her apartment was neater than he expected. A small, old-looking dog was stretched out on the couch and it lifted its head to give Tyler a quizzical look as he stood at the door and wondered where Jess was.</p><p>“Come to the bedroom,” she called out.</p><p>Tyler tentatively made his way to Jess’s bedroom. His heart pounded. He’d never done anything even remotely like this before. His cock was still hard as a rock. His balls were tight against his body. He felt a weird mixture of nervous energy and pure desire.</p><p>“Aww, it’s not so little,” Jess said as Tyler walked into the bedroom.</p><p>He felt uncomfortable and excited at the same time. He was nearly naked, fully erect, and standing in front of a breathtakingly beautiful, freshly-fucked naked girl.</p><p>“I mean, it’s not big,” she continued, “but at least it’s not tiny.” Jess looked up at him and smiled. “Thank you for coming over.”</p><p>“You’re welcome,” Tyler answered.</p><p>Jess rolled onto her stomach and moved to the edge of her bed. “Why don’t you come a little closer, Tyler?”</p><p>Tyler felt like he was leading with his cock, but he couldn’t help it. His erection simply wouldn’t go away. He was far too excited. Everything felt a little bit dangerous and arousing. He couldn’t wait to see what would happen next.</p><p>Jess reached out and ran the tip of her index finger over the head of Tyler’s cock. She gathered the precum and rubbed it along the underside, offering him an exquisite sort of teasing pleasure that felt exceptionally good.</p><p>Tyler groaned and Jess looked up at him and smiled. “Do you like that? Do you like it when I tease your cute little cock?”</p><p>“I do,” Tyler said. He couldn’t help but smile at her. She was impossibly beautiful and she’d just touched his cock, even if it was just a little bit of teasing.</p><p>“Did you like listening to my boyfriend fuck me?” Jess asked as she teased Tyler’s balls with her fingers.</p><p>“I did,” he said.</p><p>“Wasn’t that much better than getting stressed out and complaining about it? Wasn’t it so much more fun to do as you were told?”</p><p>Tyler loved the commanding tone of her voice and the way she talked to him. He loved the sense that she was completely in control and that all he had to do was go along for the ride she wanted to take him on.</p><p>“It was fun,” he admitted.</p><p>Jess’s fingers encircled Tyler’s balls and she squeezed them. At first, she was gentle and it felt good. Then her grip tightened and fear coursed through him. He didn’t know her at all. Perhaps she was cruel. Perhaps she wanted him to suffer.</p><p>Just as it began to feel genuinely painful, Jess released his testicles and Tyler let out the breath he didn’t even realize he’d been holding.</p><p>“Don’t worry, Tyler. I’m not going to hurt you. I just like to play with boys like you,” Jess said as she once again ran her index finger over the head of his cock.</p><p>“Boys like me?” he asked.</p><p>“Sweet, submissive beta males, Tyler. You may not know it, but that’s what you are. You’re the kind of guy that likes to be told what to do. You like to follow. You like to submit to the desires of a strong alpha female like me.”</p><p>Some of what Jess said sounded like a foreign language. Tyler didn’t know much about beta males or submissives. Still, he knew that Jess was right about his desire to be told what to do. At least, he liked doing what she told him to do. He found it intensely arousing and he wanted more of it.</p><p>“So, will you submit to my desires, Tyler? Will you do as you’re told?”</p><p>Tyler nodded. “Yes, I will.”</p><p>Jess rolled onto her back and spun around so her feet were in front of Tyler. “Good. I want you to get on your knees and kiss my feet, Tyler. Will you do that? Will you be a good boy for me?”</p><p>Tyler felt compelled to fall to his knees. He wanted to be a good boy. It was even hotter to hear her say it in person.</p><p>He kissed Jess’s feet. They were rather lovely looking and kissing her toes and soles proved rather pleasant.</p><p>“Suck on my toes, Tyler.”</p><p>Tyler did as he was told and did so without hesitation. He sucked on Jess’s big toe first and then moved down the line before switching to her other foot. He ran his tongue over her flesh and felt absolutely delighted when she moaned.</p><p>“That feels so good, Tyler. Do you like making me feel good?” Jess asked as she pulled her toes from his mouth and gently spread her legs.</p><p>Tyler couldn’t help but look at her pussy. His eyes were drawn there. He had to see it. He had to see if it looked like someone had just fucked her. He had to see if it looked as perfect as he’d imagined.</p><p>“Do you like my pussy, Tyler?” Jess asked in a sultry voice.</p><p>Tyler nodded. “It’s beautiful.”</p><p>“It’s perfect, isn’t it?”</p><p>He nodded again.</p><p>“Say it, Tyler.”</p><p>“Your pussy is perfect,” he said.</p><p>“Good boy.” </p><p>Jess ran her fingers down her taut stomach and between her legs. She closed her eyes and rubbed her clit. A quiet moan escaped her lips.</p><p>“You understand that your little dick won’t ever get to feel my pussy, right Tyler?” she asked.</p><p>Tyler knew that sort of thing would have left most men disappointed or even annoyed. Guys talked about cock teasing girls all the time and they never talked about them fondly. It didn’t bother him, though. In his current state of mind, it thrilled him.</p><p>“Yes, I understand,” Tyler said as he reached down and stroked his cock.</p><p>Jess admonished him in a controlled, quiet tone. “Stop that, Tyler. I didn’t give you permission to play with your cock, did I?”</p><p>“No. Sorry.”</p><p>“You want to be a good boy, right Tyler?” she asked as her fingers once again moved over her pussy lips.</p><p>“Yes, I do,” he said. “I want to be a good boy.” Tyler nearly doubled over in pleasure as he said it. The phrase held such power for him.</p><p>“A guy like you, a beta boy, can be very useful to a woman like me. Would you like to know how, Tyler?” Jess asked as she gently played with her perky breasts.</p><p>“Yes. Please, tell me,” Tyler said. There was desperation in his voice. He couldn’t control it.</p><p>“You can worship my pussy with your tongue, Tyler. Would you like that? Would you like it if I invited you to crawl between my legs and eat my pussy?”</p><p>In that moment, nothing in the world sounded better to Tyler.</p><p>“Would you really let me do that?” he said. “I mean, yes, of course I would like that. I’d love that.”</p><p>Excited didn’t begin to describe what Tyler felt in that moment. Words couldn’t capture the sensations that flooded his body.</p><p>The smile that crossed Jess’s face looked victorious, like Tyler’s desperation to worship her pussy was the outcome she was seeking all along.</p><p>“Come, Tyler. Worship my pussy,” Jess said as she spread her legs wider and beckoned him closer with her finger.</p><p>Tyler crawled into her bed. He moved between her soft, supple thighs and stopped when he was inches from her pussy.</p><p>“Eat it, Tyler. Eat my pussy,” Jess encouraged him.</p><p>Tyler pressed his lips against Jess’s perfect pussy and licked her clit. He ran his tongue back and forth over it in a steady, rhythmic motion. He did exactly as an ex-girlfriend had taught him and it paid dividends.</p><p>Jess moaned and her hands moved through his hair. She took a tight grip and said, “I knew you’d be a good beta boy for me. I knew you’d have a skilled tongue. Every submissive like you does.”</p><p>Tyler savored making her feel good. Jess was far more beautiful than any woman he’d been with. Even her pussy was more beautiful.</p><p>“Taste me, Tyler. Put your tongue inside me,” Jess urged him as she pushed on the top of his head.</p><p>Tyler abandoned licking her clit and did as he was told. He pushed his tongue as deep inside her pussy as he could. She groaned joyfully as he was met with an overwhelmingly strong, salty taste.</p><p>It took a few moments for Tyler to understand what was happening. It wasn’t just the salty taste. There was a thick fluid inside her. Her boyfriend hadn’t used a condom. He’d cum inside her and Tyler’s tongue was bathed in it.</p><p>As soon as he realized what was happening, Tyler tried to pull away. He couldn’t, though. Jess’s grip on his hair tightened and she closed her thighs around his head.</p><p>“Don’t fight it, Tyler. This is what beta boys do. You obey. You do as you’re told. So clean up my boyfriend’s cum. Lick it out of me like a good boy,” Jess demanded.</p><p>Tyler pulled his tongue from her pussy. He didn’t want to eat someone else’s cum, even if it meant getting to go down on this beautiful girl.</p><p>“I’m not letting you go until you clean my messy pussy, Tyler. You’re going to lick up every drop of his cum. You’re going to embrace your place as the little-dicked beta bitch that you are, and then you’re going to service me anytime I want. Do you understand?”</p><p>The sweet, seductive girl that had welcomed him to her apartment was gone. This was clearly the purely dominant side of his neighbor.</p><p>Unfortunately, Jess was surprisingly strong. Her grip on his hair was genuinely painful and Tyler couldn’t see wriggling free from between her thighs. </p><p>“This is the price you pay, Tyler. This is how you get to worship me. This is how a guy like you gets to be in bed with a girl like me. You clean cum from my pussy. You lick up a superior man’s load and you do it whenever I want. Now stop fighting me and do it.”</p><p>Tyler relented. He probably could have fought more. Jess probably would have let him go. She probably wasn’t a psychopath.</p><p>He relented because his cock was still hard as a rock. He was making a mess on her sheets with the precum that was leaking from him. He was aroused. It was undeniable. It was pointless to fight.</p><p>Instead, Tyler got over his panic and what she might think of him for eating someone else’s cum and he did as he was told. He cleaned the creampie from Jess’s pussy.</p><p>“Good boy,” she said as he licked up her boyfriend’s cum. “You’re a very good boy.”</p><p>Her thighs relaxed and she spread her legs once more. Her grip on his hair loosened and the pain subsided. She even used one hand to gently caress him.</p><p>“Clean it all up. Swallow it all. Swallow his seed. Show me that you want to be a good boy for me, that you want to serve me,” Jess said in the softly seductive voice that had lured him between her legs.</p><p>He did want to serve her. He wanted it to be more than a onetime thing. He wanted to end up between her legs as often as possible.</p><p>“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to the taste. You might even grow to like it.”</p><p>Tyler couldn’t imagine that happening. The taste was awful. He knew it wouldn’t go away anytime soon, either. Even if he brushed his teeth he’d still be able to taste the cum. It didn’t bother him, though. It was actually a little bit arousing. It made him feel more submissive.</p><p>Eventually, Tyler couldn’t find any more cum inside her. He licked. He used his fingers to try and dig more out. It seemed as though he’d finished.</p><p>“Did you get it all?” Jess asked.</p><p>“I think I did,” he said.</p><p>“I think you deserve a reward,” she said with a smile.</p><p>Tyler got excited. He was certain Jess was going to let him masturbate. He wanted to cum so badly.</p><p>“You may give me an orgasm,” Jess said. “After all, for a beta boy like you there’s no greater reward than worshiping a beautiful alpha female like me and making me cum with your talented tongue.”</p><p>It wasn’t a question. It was a statement. Tyler wasn’t sure he agreed. He was quite certain an orgasm would feel better, but he wasn’t about to argue with the naked beauty in front of him. He knew how that would end.</p><p>Instead, he did as she desired. He made her cum. He licked her clit furiously. He brought her pleasure, and as it turned out, it was thrilling. It brought him pleasure to feel her writhing, to listen to her moaning, and to see her have a body-shaking orgasm. He felt proud when it was over.</p><p>“You may leave,” Jess said. “But if you want to come back you’ll refrain from masturbating tonight. I know you want to cum, but a beta boy must learn to control his urges for the benefit of his alpha. Instead of cumming, I want you to think about the taste of my pussy and my boyfriend’s cum in your mouth. I want you to think about the fact that you have another man’s load in your stomach. You can get hard. You can even play with your little cock, but you cannot orgasm. Do you understand?”</p><p>Tyler nodded. “Yes, I understand,” he said.</p><p>“Good boy.” Jess waved him away. “I’ll see you soon.”</p><p>Tyler hoped that was true. He wanted more. Much more.</p>