The Alpha derives all pleasure from his own superiority. The pure perfection and absolute supremacy feeling like a constant intoxicating glow that goes to his head and lights a fire in his chest. That godly body, chiseled and carved like a work of art from perfect genetic stock. The mental dominance and power that gives him the attitude and personality that demands worship, submission, and Tribute. That undeniable aura of Cocky self-satisfaction that can be felt by everyone in his presence. A pulsating, throbbing energy that speaks silently to every inferior and says “Fuck, you wish you were me.”.

An Alpha’s every action feels like pure erotic enjoyment. The Divine birthright coursing through his veins and giving him an almost psychedelic experience that could never be felt by lesser beings. That recognition manifests itself in the cocky smirk, the piercing eyes, The pump, the flex; every action screaming “I know I’m superior and I love every second of it.”

The worthless worms of the world would try to bring down the Alpha’s Godhood by ascribing to him certain traits. “Selfish” “Self-Centered” “Arrogant” “Narcissistic”

But those words are music to the ears of a God. Reclaimed slurs that they can take pride in because they know they deserve to be as cocky and powerful as they are. They’ve worked for their bodies and their attitudes, or better yet, been born into greatness and chosen by fate to rule the world.

A god cares not for the opinions of an ant. Their insults bring him pleasure. Every utterance sending shivers of sensuous electric energy up his spine and giving him something to think about later while he fucks your hubby.

Its addicting honestly, the cockiness and narcissism providing a better high than any other drug. The endorphin rush to his brain making him crave more; More muscle, More domination. More worship and tribute from lesser beings, Till it gets to the point where even when they are bringing pleasure to others, Railing some faggots mouth or breeding another bimbo slut, they are really doing it to enhance and confirm their own supremacy.

Every moan of pleasure, every scream of ecstasy. Every hole bred and left behind, leaking with superior seed, simply acts as a testament to his domination. His power. His natural alpha superiority.

All those sluts and cumdumpsters nothing more than holes to make him feel good.

That power and glorious pleasure concentrated to such a point as to become toxic. But the Alpha relishes that toxicity bordering on psychopathy, those basic, pitiful pleasures become banal for him and he seeks out progressively more. increasingly intense experiences, anything to sate that Interior God complex. Not giving a shit about the consequences or feelings of inferior cunts. His pleasure is all that matters.

And that knowledge is the ultimate pleasure of an alpha. The thing that truly gets him going and sets him along a dark path that few are capable of conceiving.

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The piercing eyes of an Alpha male are a trait that comes after you’ve had a long life at the top of the hierarchy. For well-practised Alphas who have known their superiority from a young age, it comes as second nature. That hungry, cocky, confident gaze; staring their lessers right in the eye and communicating a message to that primitive monkey brain that says “I’m better than you and You know I’m better than you. Hand over your bitch and stand down.”

When faced with matters of dominance and superiority we all revert back to beasts relying on the adrenal response of fight, flight, freeze or fuck; and depending on your actions it acts as a pretty reliable indicator for where you land on that Hierarchy.

• Alphas will fight, either literally or figuratively, resisting the implication that they are in any way lesser to any one. Some *cough* weaklings*cough* will fly, unable to take the competition and scout out new territory. Some particularly powerful Alphas will even want to Fuck, recognizing that superiority and wanting to tame it and make it a part of their own experience.
• Betas will fly or freeze, knowing what’s good for them and either running away with their tail between their legs. Or maybe they’ll play dead in the hopes that their superior might take pity on them and keep them around as an amusement.
• Fags, the archetype not just the mere concept of gay guys, will freeze because they simply don’t know how to handle such superiority in their pathetic little heads. Or they will want to Fuck, going primal and submitting to their natural place on the hierarchy in order to serve and be served in symbiosis.

Therefore, every sharp, focused look acts as a challenge and each averted eyeball in the gym or faltered staring contest in the office another victory that sends the Alpha’s head spinning; reaffirms what he already knows, and shoots him closer and closer to the Apex.

The Alpha looks down on all of creation in the same way a King would look down on peasants, or a wrathful God would look down on a world that has not paid its share in worship and sacrifice. Contempt, Lust, Self-satisfaction at his own superiority.

But for budding Alpha’s just fulling realizing the extent of their power and supremacy over the world it can come as a shock to recognize how potent their eyes are. All of that rushing confidence, dominance and sheer predatory power flooding through their veins changes the way they view the world. It becomes more about “What do I want?” “What can I take?” “How can I take it?”. That hunger and lust charge their sight with a subconscious heat that they can feel as they survey their quarry; be it a sexual conquest, a goal in mind, or even themselves.

Young alphas whose gaze is so potent. They just stare and people crumble. Blushing babes not even fully cognizant of that primal animal effect of eye contact. Weaker bro’s who spill their guts and all of their juicy secrets and desires as if under an interrogation.
Older men who who nominally are higher up the ladder, paling under the intimidating prospect that their time is up and now the new generation is here to speak.
And some of these Alpha’s don’t even know the power they possess, oblivious to their own intensity.

But others around them can feel that heat and it turns their gaze into a wildfire, hungrily consuming everything around them, till the heat rises and all anyone can do is submit to that potent scrutiny.

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The goading cockiness of an Alpha should be used without restraint. The taunting self satisfaction at one’s own superiority. Because an Alpha knows they are great and they know how to use that greatness to get what they want.

Take the example of this peak specimen. The automatic and well practiced sweeping flex of his biceps, those round impressive peaks that he knows he’s either worked for or been blessed with through his natural(or not so natural) superiority. The clenched jaw and focused eyes that pierce through everyone watching him (and he knows everyone is watching him). And then sticking his tongue out, the final jovial insult to the worthless beta’s who have doubtless been oogling him this whole time. A prodding spur in the sides of the weak that say “You fucking wish you could have this”

That is the purpose of Godly arrogance and cockiness; it does double duty. It sticks in the minds of the weak and forces them to doubt themselves, to lust and envy and resent your superiority, acting as a system of control because they know they will never measure up to you and that maybe..just maybe..they should submit and acknowledge your superiority and their place on the hierarchy.

But it also acts as a glowing hot prod to any other Alphas or would-be alphas in sight. Something that crawls under the skin of those with the potential for greatness and whispers sweet nothings into their ears like a foul temptress saying “Come on bro, what the fuck are you doing? You’re lagging behind. You’ve gotta catch up or you’ll be just as bad as the worthless betas”. Something to kick their asses in gear and get them on the path to greatness.

But an alpha has no fear of the improvement of others, because by the time they reach your status you will have long ago ascended to absolute Godhood. But at least they can take your place and the cycle can start anew.

That’s why you Alphas have to show off your superiority. It’ll reinforce your own power while making your brotherhood stronger. And after all, is there anything more important in this world than those two things?

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