This is a story about me, my plate, and her true love.

I wanna talk about how alpha traits are more attractive than anything else. A lot of people, even here, talk about how you've gotta have money, gotta be good looking, gotta be tall, and so on. But that's BP reasoning.

Some basic background - met her in college, beautiful, innocent blonde babe, fucked her regularly, shit was good. Afterward we both took separate journeys in a literal sense. We both departed on road trips that were taking us to opposite parts of the USA. On her trip she met this guy and hit it off, fucked a couple times, and then drove 1000 miles to get fucked by me.

Let's compare him and me. He is tall, good looking, has good money, and has lived a very interesting life. Dude has rafted the fuckin Amazon. Guy's gone global for various volunteering work. He's into the same sort of emotional indie music as her. Goes hiking and sketches the plants and wildlife he encounters. They're pretty good, too. I've seen them, because he regularly sends her love letters and filled sketchbooks.

I am 5' 8", handsome, almost always broke, and living an interesting lifestyle. Done a fair share of traveling but nothing on him. I make fun of her music because I think it's lame. The biggest difference between us is that I don't give a fuck about her, but she is his world. She's agreed to a one-sided open relationship with me where I fuck as I please.

If this were a fairy tale he would be Prince Charming and I would be the villain. Fifteen years down the road she'd have a fairytale wedding with him, and they'd try to live happily ever after. But until then she'd be gagging on my cock and telling me how much she loves being my good little girl.

Also an interesting tidbit is that I actually ran into him here on TRP. He was arguing with some other poster about BP semantics and told a story that I recognized as the story of the three of us, except from his perspective. Apparently she told him that she "met the one guy that could take her mind off of him." I pm'd him and asked if his name was (his name) which he responded to by deleting his account. The guy is a legitimate good guy. Wants nothing more than to care for her and make sure she's happy. And yet, one of the best fucks we've ever had was when he called her crying and I put my cock in her mouth.

Tl;dr No amount of typical attractive traits (money, height, common interests, interesting lifestyle) matters if you're still behaving like a beta bitch. Be a man, or suffer the consequences.