Sam is going crazy. The plug in his ass feels like it’s splitting him open, rubbing against his prostate every time he moves, and Jack just smells so good. He needs to be knotted and fu*ked, now.
Jack loves Sam’s ass. He loves how it opens up for him—how it yields to his toys, cock and fist—and how Sam moans and whimpers when he eats him out. When he finally opens him up wide enough to take his massive length, it’s like he’s died and gone to heaven.
(This 9,000 word story is part three of a six part serial. It features an inexperienced omega who finds himself mated to a group of kinky alphas. The serial contains BDSM, knotting, rough sex, pain-play, domination, leather worship and much more. Do not read if any of these kinks bother you!)
Looking up, Sam’s vision was filled with the huge bulge in Jack’s pants. Up close it was even more intimidating than it was from a distance. He could see the massive head and bulging knot through the stretchy fabric of Jack’s compression shorts, and even the veins running down the shaft were visible.
That he’d had that thing inside of him blew his mind.
“Come on,” Jack prompted, grabbing a fistful of Sam’s hair and pulling his head up. There was a thrill of pain that made Sam’s balls pull up, and the next thing he knew his face was smothered in Jack’s bulge.
The scent of musk, sweat and alpha was overwhelming, and Sam couldn’t help but open his mouth wide and stick out his tongue. He bathed the hard outline of Jack’s cock with spit, the taste of spandex, sweat and alpha filling his mouth and making him shudder.
“Fu*k, Sam. That’s so… that’s so good,” Jack moaned, using his grip on Sam’s hair to rub him up and down over his cock. He started thrusting his hips, and slowly but surely Sam was pressed back until his head was on the mattress and Jack was grinding his bulge down onto his face.
Moving forward, Jack lay down on the bed so that his thighs bracketed Sam’s head, and started dry-humping his face.
Sam was in heaven.