The Ugly Omega

4.

Kissing an alpha was better than Jake had ever imagined. Rico’s tongue was in his mouth, delicious and hot, and Jake could barely keep hold of his incoherent thoughts. His entire brain was overridden by pleasure, and there was no coming back from it.

Rico had a hand wrapped around Jake’s throat now, but not with the intention to squeeze. No, he was moving his thumb slowly over the Adam’s apple while he continued to kiss Jake with abandonment.

The situation was beyond dangerous. Jake knew it, yet he couldn’t stop himself. Everywhere Rico touched him, either with a hand or his lips or the rest of his body, he got turned on. He had tried having sex a few times with men, but they expected him to be a top, which, in the end, left everyone disappointed.

Jake had to admit that he was pretty much a virgin when it came to sex. Jerking off and stuffing his ass with dildos and whatnot were all solitary undertakings, but sharing such a thing with someone else? No, never. He could barely remember a fleeting kiss, let alone more. Rico set his skin on fire, and he wanted more and more and more.

He grunted as Rico pulled his t-shirt out of his pants and snuck one hand underneath. The alpha had big, rough hands that felt good on his heated skin.

However, he had to take that back when Rico reached Jake’s right nipple and began pulling viciously at it. Jake would have to say that it hurt, but even that did hurt in a good way. Hopeless moans poured out of him, while Rico teased him and taught him how to use his tongue.

Had Rico been with many guys before? How many of those were omegas? Jake started at that thought. This alpha, who was holding him now, chasing an omega, was something he didn’t want to think about. For reasons unknown, it filled him with both dread and excitement to imagine it.

Rico was quite adamant that he liked big guys. Only as long as they were betas, though – this last part was a supposition on Jake’s part. Rico had never clearly said it. It made Jake regret that he didn’t admit he was an omega back then, in that dark alley. Maybe that would’ve saved him a boatload of trouble.

“Shouldn’t you,” Jake breathed hard, “save all of this for your omega?”

It was such a clumsy, desperate and transparent attempt to fish for information. But he wanted to know that this alpha embracing him wasn’t promised to another omega. A foolish thought, of course. If Rico belonged to another omega, what was he to do? Whine and offer his big, manly, ugly ass? Who would want it?

Rico chuckled and placed small bites on Jake’s neck on a sudden quest that took him lower and lower.

“There’s no such thing as my omega,” Rico said. “And I don’t like omegas anyway. They’re sycophants, gold diggers, and psychopaths that’d do anything for some alpha cock in their loose holes.”

Jake felt a chill rushing down his spine. Rico had pushed his t-shirt up and was now busy sucking on his nipples with a delight he didn’t bother hiding. “They’re really beautiful,” he whispered. “Don’t all alphas wants them?”

Rico surprised him by sticking his tongue inside his bellybutton. “Not all alphas. Some prefer to keep their heads, not lose them over some black hole that’s going to suck them in, suck them dry, and turn them into fucking schmucks.”

Jake didn’t know what to say. All he knew about alphas and omegas was that they were made for each other. Omegas dreamed of having strong alphas that would fill them with pups, and alphas loved and cherished their omegas.

Then there were the omega wranglers, and those people kidnapped omegas not to love and cherish them. Jake felt so inadequate.

“Why do you hate them so much?” he asked in a breathless whisper. Rico was busy blowing hot air over Jake’s crotch, which was still mercifully clothed.

“Haven’t you paid attention until now?” Rico laughed. “I won’t hold it against you.” He grabbed Jake’s cock through his pants and squeezed hard. “You’re ramrod stiff, just how I like my men. This is what I like and want. Not some prissy little princess, moody and annoying.”

“But as an alpha, don’t you have to find an omega and settle down?” Jake asked.

Rico pulled down his pants and gave his cock a long, wet, and dirty kiss on the head. Today would be the day he’d combust from wanting something too much. This alpha would destroy him without even knowing it.

“Matteo can handle that, I’m sure. He’s boring just like the pretty omegas who want his cock. And Erin likes their lot, so when it’s time for him to do it, he’s free to copulate with his little omega bitch all he wants and give our dad all the pups he wants as grandchildren.”

What would Hector think if Jake ever came knocking on his door, with a pup in his arms to let him know Rico got him pregnant?

He stopped. He needed to stop. Rico liked fooling around. Why was he thinking of fucking right away? Rico was an odd alpha, alright. Even so, maybe he only liked to have a man sucking his cock.

Or maybe he liked to do the sucking.

Because the mighty alpha was on his knees between Jake’s legs and was taking his cock all the way down.

Jake moaned so loudly he worried the windowpanes shook. He threw an arm over his eyes and then grabbed a pillow to bite on it. What an impression he’d make on the Salazar family – and the personnel serving them – if everyone were to hear him moaning like he was in heat.

He’d taken enough pills. He wasn’t in heat, and he could tell he wasn’t. But what Rico was doing to him was beyond what he could handle. His cock was engulfed in warm wetness and the squeeze was just too much. Rico was only using his lips, but he must have been in the possession of some amazing technique that increased the suction each time he pulled back.

“Rico,” he whispered. “This is too much. You’ll have me come. I cannot--”

His complaints fell on deaf ears. Or worse, Rico took them as encouragements. Jake felt his body shaking from too much arousal. He could feel his balls pulling tight. He was about to blow. It was unfathomable that he had an alpha kneeling for him and doing all that. No, it was more than that. It was crazy.

As if what he was doing wasn’t enough, Rico made his next move, only, perhaps, to drive Jake crazy. He grabbed the heavy ball sac and teased it, practically milking the whole of its content into his mouth.

Jake didn’t even know he was coming at first. His body was no longer his own. Something was being pulled out of him in the most pleasant way possible. It hit him a moment later. He was unloading inside Rico’s mouth. Rico, who was an alpha. An alpha had to be served, not the other way around.

He must have been cursing like sailor because Rico’s laughter reached him with some latency.

“My my, Jake babe, you have quite the mouth on you. Thanks for the meal, but now, you’ll have to take it, too.”

Jake had surrendered completely. When Rico wrapped a hand underneath his head, he simply opened his mouth without being told. His cock, though spent, twitched as the taste of an alpha’s cock invaded him.

He tried to say something, let Rico know that he had no idea how to suck a man off, but it looked like the alpha didn’t care about the clumsy moves of his tongue. He simply used Jake’s mouth to get off, without pushing in too much. Actually, it looked like he enjoyed playing more. Rico pushed his cock into the inside of Jake’s cheek only to pull it out with a small, lewd pop.

“Do you want my cum, beautiful?” Rico teased him, making Jake chase his cock with his lips and tongue. “Bet you do. You’re one good-looking cocksucker.”

No one had called him a cocksucker before. No one had called him beautiful, either. Jake liked them both, and if it were after him, he’d listen to Rico teasing him and calling him whatever he wished for hours.

“Wow, your dick is back up again. I knew you’d be fun. Damn, I want to squeeze your tits and play with your cock and fuck that tight ass of yours.”