“Good morning, dad.”“Good morning, Gabe. How did you sleep?”“I always sleep good with your cum inside me.”He chuckled and stroked the side...of my face gently with his big hand. “That’s my boy.”Ford withdrew his face from my ass and shifted up to lay himself on my back. He lined up his groin with my ass and leaning in to kiss my neck. I could feel his rock-hard morning erection pushed in my crack.“Good morning, little brother,” he said, grinding his cock against me.“Good morning, Ford. Want to. This is an outline for a potential series of short (or long) storiesabout beta males in an alternate universe/futuristic type of setting.If you would like to use the ideas presented in this outline for yourown story you are free to do so, just reference this story and give theauthor credit for the inspiration. Comments always welcome.-------------------------------------beta males are inferior to Women and also to Alpha males.beta males are usually identified very early in life, typically. It was a cathedral ceiling living room with a huge fireplace and multiple sofas in interesting configurations. She led them through a huge media room, game room, kitchen, pantry, nursery-child care center, a more traditional and cozier family room that could still seat twenty or thirty, and then by of one of the elevators up a level to the bedrooms.Sheila gaily laughed when she showed them Mark’s bedroom. Like David, as she apparently knew, Mark had a huge bed capable of sleeping seven or eight. .. an old phone booth. Well, it was a little bit more impressive than that; Around the back and on both sides of the booth were massive computer banks, looking like something out of the sixties, and all the glass of the phone booth had been replaced with sheet metal. Rough cut and slightly singed sheet metal, to be specific. It looked like touching the booth door wrong could easily give you tetanus, which is probably why there was a handle glued onto the door, recycled from what Roy assumed was.