His Prairie Omega Box Set

by MacKenzie Wilde

  The heavy doors on Jake’s pickup always slammed hard. The two of them had barely made it back to his truck before the tension between them became unbearable.

  Once inside, two things became apparent; the first was that neither of them really knew what to say in the wake of being gas-lighted by old farmer Daniels about family and pups, and the second was that their spiced, enflamed pheromones were choking out the oxygen in the small cab in record time. Kyle watched the murky humidity creep across the windshield like a fog. Jake must’ve noticed it too, as he cracked a window to allow some damp air to chase it away. The engine rumbled to life, and soon the headlights were leading them along the muddy gravel road.

  “Y-you should pull over.” Kyle nervously spoke while looking dead ahead.

  The Alpha drove a little further before pulling into the small, unlit lot near the farm that the Daniels’ used to sell roadside produce after the harvest. The pickup idled and shook for a few moments before Jake turned the keys. The cab was silent.

  “Just so we’re on the same page, there was no text from Toronto General. Jess made it up to give us an excuse to get away from my crazy dad.” Kyle was trying so very hard not to cave-in to the Alpha’s intoxicatingly seductive musk.

  “Yeah, I didn’t think that hospitals texted emergency plans like that. And heck, that was pretty decent of her.” Jake strummed his fingers along the steering wheel. “…uh, you know, not that there’s anything wrong with your pa.”

  “He’s just set in his ways and sometimes doesn’t realize what he’s saying. Or who he’s saying it to, or how embarrassing he can be around his children.” Kyle glanced out the window, back at his family’s home.

  “Yeah, family, eh? Heh, they’re all the same…” Jake seemed to struggle to find his words.

  Agonizing silence threatened to erect a wall between them. Kyle found himself wiggling all of his toes within his socks while he pretended to admire the dashboard of Jake’s truck.

  “So, listen. Did I say something to upset you?” Jake asked as he leaned over.

  Kyle pulled back from his touch. “No, I’m fine.”

  The alpha shook his head slightly. “Well now I know I’m in trouble – nobody’s ever ‘just fine’,” he joked.

  “It’s nothing. I’m fine.”

  Jake exhaled a long, troubled breath. “Let me square with you, bud. Last night we were hotter ‘n hell, but now you don’t even want to look at me. Little help with what I did wrong?”

  “It’s not you, it’s just some things that I need to work through…” Kyle began, before feeling Jake’s electric touch. The Alpha had reached across and softly caressed the Omega’s hand. It felt warm, and safe, and so damned good.

  “Okay, and that’s why I’m here. If something’s wrong, or troubling you, let me know. From here on out, we do this together. Okay, bud?” Jake’s low voice wavered but his words were sincere.

  Kyle began to feel bad about what he was doing to Jake.

  “I mean, shoot,” Jake sniffed. “I lost you to that damned city for a year. Please don’t make me wait another, bud.”

  A wave of grief poured through Kyle. He hated himself for making the hunky man so upset.

  “I’m so sorry.” Kyle dried his eyes. “I just… just… don’t want this to be a weekend thing. I don’t want to be the dumb Omega who gets weak-kneed around the handsome Alpha. And we hook up for a few days, and then I go back to Toronto and we never speak again.”

  “Woah there, who said it was a weekend thing?” Passion flared in the Alpha’s eyes. “I’m all in brother. Y-you want to move here? We use my truck to haul your stuff. You need me in Toronto? I'll sure as shit figure out them big city streets. We want to figure out somewhere in between? I’m there too.” Jake’s voice trembled slightly.

  Kyle listened to the Alpha’s words intently.

  “Honest, I thought about you each and every day that you were gone. The past few days have been the happiest I’ve been in a long time. Ask any one of the Firedogs. Hell, ask your sister. And I mean, we don’t need to follow any of that traditional stuff about Alphas and Omegas. And… and, I hope that you know that you’d never be ‘just’ an Omega to me…” Jake was beginning to sound a little flustered in his impassioned defense of their future together.

  Kyle glanced over at the Alpha.

  “So yeah, that’s me. And, I’m sorry if I’m comin’ in too hot, or it’s too much to hear all at once, but I can’t lose you again.” He squeezed Kyle’s hand, obviously saddened at the thought of them being apart.

  Kyle breathed deeply a few times and leaned back against the crisp leather of the passenger’s seat.

  “Jake, I just have one question.”

  “Of course, anything bud.” The Alpha held his hand sincerely.

  “…are you going to kiss me when you’re doing talking?”

  Kyle locked eyes with Jake and in seconds they were on top of one another, their kisses explosive and fast. The lithe man traced his hands along Jake’s muscular body before teasing them up to caress his stubbly jaw. He cradled the Alpha’s face tenderly as he kissed him with a barely-contained passion that had been building up for the past year. Between the handsome hunk’s muscles, his eyes, and his noble heart, Kyle wanted it all.

  Before the Alpha could speak, Kyle gave in to the overwhelming pheromones that had built up in the small cab of the pickup. In a flurry of activity, the Omega placed a few kisses along his lover’s wide chest and neck. The heated spice of the Alpha was quickly pulling Kyle into a frenzy. His cock was so hard and ready, and his ass was plumped, slick, and ready for the gorgeous man to sink his meat into.

  Jake was about to say something, but the Omega pushed hard against him and inhaled along his neck deeply. He growled with delight. Jake’s massive hands reached back and hungrily groped Kyle’s ass in a way that made his hair stand on end. A few more moments of the Alpha’s teasing touch and Kyle was begging for more.

  “Your pants,” he whispered in a filthy tone. “Off. Now.”

  Jake practically roared with feral glee, and began roughly unfurling his belt from his pants. He unzipped and almost before he could say another word Kyle’s cool hands were stroking along his hot, throbbing shaft. A glistening dollop of precum threatened to steal along his cock.

  The nerves that Kyle had felt only hours ago were easily overpowered by the red-hot desire pumping through him. He retreated to the passenger seat so he’d be better able to tease Jake’s gorgeous legs. He ran his fingers delicately along Jake’s thigh, before stroking his hard, erect cock gently and lovingly. His head was already slick and hard. Kyle flashed him a smoldering, pleading glance as the tip of his tongue began to swirl hot and wet along Jake’s cock. The Alpha smiled wolfishly and began to pull his shirt over his head, mussing up his hair in the sexiest of ways.

  Jake leaned his head back against the leather headrest and moaned. His mouth yawned wide with silent moans of pleasure. Kyle continued to place sweet little kisses along the throbbing shaft; the Alpha’s flesh tasted salty, and the scent of Ivory soap, sweat, and leather threatened to derail his composure entirely.

  The Omega could feel his master’s hot pulse throbbing through his cock. He waited in the darkness of the passenger’s seat.

  “N-no, please don’t stop,” Jake pleaded.

  “Hmm. I’m not sure,” Kyle teased in a filthy tone. “I mean, once we really get started, I don’t think that I’ll be able to stop.”

  “I was kinda hopin’ you’d say that,” Jake whispered gruffly. Caressing his Omega with powerful hands, he delicately pressed Kyle’s face down toward his aching shaft.

  The Omega’s slippery wet lips opened into a perfect, cum-slicked little hole, as he hungrily gulped back the Alpha’s meat. He was amazed at the girth; it was much bigger than he’d ever had before.

  The Alpha hunk relished the wet slurping noises and the force with which the svelte Omega was devouring his cock. “God, you’re so…” he began, lost in the moment, “fuc
king good at that.” Powerful hands wrenched at the steering wheel as his hips began to buck and rise to meet Kyle’s talented mouth.

  Before he even knew what he was doing, Kyle found himself hurriedly unbuckling his belt. Several faltering moments later and it clattered into the back seat, along with his pants. The Omega’s own hard, aching member was tenting against his snug boxer briefs as a dark stain began to pool on the fabric.

  Jake’s hand slid along his friend’s back approvingly, before sliding under his boxers to tease at the Omega’s ass.

  “You’re so hot and slick.” The Alpha lolled his head back in ecstasy. Jake traced his fingertips along his lover’s aching asshole and allowed his fingers to tease along the boy’s tight little backside. The Alpha’s hands groped and caressed the roundness of Kyle’s toned ass and he groaned in anticipation.

  A few moans from Jake, and Kyle began to sputter and gag. Thick rivers of oozing white cream began to pour from the corners of the Omega’s mouth. His sweltering mind was somewhat saddened that his Alpha didn’t breed his ass, but Kyle would happily gulp down all of Jake’s cum.

  Kyle hummed in approval through the thick meat splitting his lips. He groaned and erupted like a firecracker as the Alpha rewarded him by sinking his strong, masculine fingers inside of him for the first time in more than a year. It was nearly too much. Rivulets of cum and spit drooled freely from Kyle’s mouth as the Alpha’s rod worked and pumped deeper into his throat. He found himself pushing back against Jake’s fingers as an overwhelming desire to be bred swept his fertile flesh.

  “Did I say you could cum?” Jake spoke in a low and emotionless tone. Kyle’s eyes rolled back in his head as he began pushing back hard. The Alpha’s fingers began to writhe and dig deep inside his flesh with the effortless force of a powerful, hard machine. Try as he might, Kyle felt his will crumbling as his sucking became slower and less focused. The hot, spit-soaked meat unfurled lazily from his mouth like a snake as he buried his face against Jake’s thigh.

  “Oh god yes,” he whimpered. “Please, f-f-finish me off Jake. I need that hard knot inside me… please…”

  In an instant the Alpha leaned across the cab as his balled fist tapped on the glove compartment of his truck. Inside were a few packets of condoms, hastily folded up and stuffed just below the driver’s manual.

  Kyle eagerly watched with lusty, glassy eyes.

  The bare-chested hunk fiddled with a packet a few times before finally getting it open. He went to roll it down along his thick meat, but it snapped mid-way, much to Kyle’s perverse delight.

  “Well shit, that… don’t usually happen.” Jake frowned as he scratched the back of his head.

  Kyle began to fish around the glove-box but all of the condoms were specifically sized for Betas. He protested this cruelty with a whimper.

  “Goddamn Firedogs.” Jake punched at the seat. “Probably laughing their asses off…”

  Unwilling to give up, the Omega continued to root around the glove-box until he found a condom sized specifically for an Alpha’s physiology, tucked away beneath some old receipts. He eagerly helped unfurl it along his feral master’s throbbing meat.

  Sitting on Jake’s lap, Kyle began to grind his ass hard against the underside of the man’s flared shaft. They’d been friends forever, but had only recently become lovers, and he wanted to make it a night to remember. Filthy words designed to enflame the Alpha dripped from his tongue.

  “Just between you and me, I don’t think that it’s going to fit.” His sultry statement was accented by a playful little bite on the Alpha’s massive shoulder.

  The Alpha exhaled hot, wolfish breath as his eyes became glassy. He reached down and gripping his meat, and began to drag the tip of his bulging head along the Omega’s slick little rosebud.

  Kyle’s gasped softly as he ground hungrily against the man. “I’ve honestly been thinking about this forever,” he said softly, as he began to ease his hips down, his lover’s massive rod sinking just inside of his slippery asshole. The Omega cried out in ecstasy as he lowered himself further down the hard shaft, the Alpha cradling him gently and placing scratchy kisses upon his chest. He bucked softly at first, waiting for his body to accommodate his new, girthy paramour. Between the spectacle of softly moaning for Jake, their natural slipperiness, and the raw taboo of fucking his best friend-turned-lover, he eventually managed to get Jake’s rod hilted deep within his tender bottom.

  “You feel… so fucking incredible.” The Alpha heaved in pleasure as his hands gripped the Omega’s shoulders like steely talons. Jake was clearly struggling to keep his composure, as Kyle began to grind his hips up and down on his lap.

  Sweat poured from their flesh as condensation ran freely along the window panes. When the two were finally joined in lust, it completed within them something that neither knew they’d lost. So perfect, so sweltering hot, and so gentle, they began to fuck with the care and tenderness usually displayed between old, dear friends.

  The Omega’s own shaft was aching hard and flat against his abdomen. Dollops of precum oozed freely from it. His mind sizzled when he realized just how much of Jake was entering his body with each and every thrust. He didn’t ever want their beautiful entanglement to stop, but he still begged for more.

  “God yes, Jake,” he gasped as he leaned back to steady himself. “P-please fill me, mark me, make me yours…”

  His searing words ripped the floodgates away from the Alpha’s sensibilities. Jake began to heave and pant savagely as his steely hands grasped Kyle’s hips snugly, guiding him down onto his cock with each and every careful thrust.

  Kyle began to moan and shudder as he felt the first waves of white-hot orgasm washing over him. He leaned forward and hugged his Alpha, who was bucking wildly. The two of them came hard and fast, with heaving breath and lustful blood thundering in their veins. All too soon, they found themselves floating in a serene sea of erotic bliss as they fell against one another, sweaty and spent.

  The cab was bathed in what little moonlight made it through the fogged windows. In a daze, the Omega watched their heat creep along the windowpanes, only to occasionally be marred by a droplet that stole downward across the glass.

  Jake’s panting slowed somewhat and Kyle shivered at his Alpha’s gentle touch. “You still good to go, bud?”

  “…of course I am. H-how do you want me?” Kyle smiled in the twilight at the thought of being so thoroughly explored by eager hands.

  The powerful Alpha practically lifted the Omega onto his lap. Kyle began to grind back hard against his Alpha’s shaft. A few more seductive wiggles, and he reached down and eased his throbbing meat back into his tight hole.

  “Oh, fuuuck yes…fuuuck…” Jake cooed softly into Kyle’s ear as his meat eased into Kyle’s toned, boyish bottom. He soon began bumping the Omega up and down on his lap in an erotic rhythm, one that Kyle was more than happy to match. Jake reached around and began to pinch and tease Kyle’s nipples, before his hands moved southward to softly stroke the Omega’s cum-slicked cock.

  Swollen and somewhat spent, things went easier this time. They matched one another perfectly and the minutes sailed past, balanced precariously on the razor’s edge of pleasure. One wrong step and they’d careen over into the ultimate bliss, but both were apparently going for the longer marathon of unfettered, lustful pleasure.

  Kyle marvelled at being filled up so fully and completely, almost as big as the toys and plugs that he’d left back in Toronto. But Jake was so much more; he was warm, and thoughtful, and caring, and whispered the filthiest little nothings that set the Omega’s heart aflame.

  A shower of kisses along Kyle’s neck and a few strong jerks of his cock sent the Omega shuddering into another orgasm, spurting hot cream into the Alpha's balled fist. Holding Jake’s massive forearm with both of his hands, Kyle began to lick his own cum from Jake’s rough hand.

  It was a calculated move designed to send the Alpha over the edge, and based on his shuddering groans, it worked. Jake�
��s hand clamped against Kyle’s hips hard and fast. A brief rush of danger washed over the Omega, as he realized just how vulnerable he was with his rutting Alpha. Whispering sweet, filthy nothings, Jake pumped another heated load into the condom that he wore.

  Simmering and sheeted in sweat, the lovers collapsed onto the leather seats. Kyle’s mind boggled a little when he realized that Jake’s flushed cock was still aching hard, and throbbing ever so slightly. He was about to suggest a third go, but the condom had begun to tear around the base. The sweltering cab was bathed in their sweat, sexual musk, and the spiced scent of the breeding Alpha. What Kyle said next surprised him even as the filthy taboo of it all pushed him onward.

  “You and your big cock ready for another round?”

  Jake whimpered and tugged off the condom. “No good. It’s done for. And all I’ve got left is that Beta shit.” His hand angrily waved at the glove-box filled with condoms designed for lesser men than he.

  “Maybe.” Kyle turned around on the seat and exposed his bare ass to the Alpha. “But maybe, if you promise that you’ll pull out… I’ll let you take me bare.”

  The Alpha’s expression fluttered as his girthy meat surged visibly in his lap. “Fuck… you serious?”

  His voice shaking, and his heart beating through his chest, Kyle nervously replied. “Mhmm. Just promise me, okay? I’m going into a heat later this week, and…”

  “And?” Jake’s voice was drunk with lust.

  “…and I don’t want to be mounted during my risky days,” the Omega playfully taunted, as he reached back and spread his asshole, presenting it to his master.

  Jake could’ve been knocked over with a feather. The Alpha shuddered as he felt his own hot, lustful blood pounding in his temples. Just knowing that with one slip-up he might accidentally breed the hot, tempting Omega whom he’d lusted for all these years made their gamble even more delightfully erotic. To ride the gorgeous Omega hot, bare, and unprotected, and only to pull out at the last possible second, set his mind on fire. The raw, taboo thrill clouded his senses and nearly overwhelmed him. A heady, savage scent poured from the proud, confident Alpha.