His parents were very excited, of course, that Jeremy’s time was near. He’d change for the first time during the full moon the next night. His status in the pack would be established at the same time. He and everyone else in the pack would know if he was to be a subordinate or an omega. Jeremy already knew he’d never be an alpha or the second in command a beta. Those were the only werewolves with the extra glans at the base of their penises that would bulge during arousal and coupling. Those glans provided the ability to knot during mating. As soon as a boy hit puberty it became pretty apparent if those glans would develop.
That left two positions in the pack. Subordinates were the most common. They were the workers, the middle class of the pack. Subordinates were free to mate with each other and sometimes were taken as lesser mates by an alpha or beta. Then there were omegas. Their pack hadn’t had an omega in a while, as far back as Jeremy could remember. The omegas were the playthings of the alpha and beta males and females.
Werewolves mated to produce young and further their pack. The alpha of Jeremy’s pack was a man known as Stryker. As was tradition he too his name from the pack name. His real name was Tom Seville, but no one ever called him that other than for legal purposes. Stryker made no secret of the fact he liked young men over women. He’d mated with the alpha female, produced three children, one of which would have her own child shortly.
It was likely that any omega to appear would be claimed by Stryker and his beta, Paul Leyton. Leyton had five children by his mate and a few bastards by subordinate women. It was common knowledge in the pack that Stryker and Leyton were a team. They never fucked each other, but would often team up and take one or sometimes two partners. Any omega would become the property of them both.
On more than one occasion the past year or two Jeremy had seen Stryker and Leyton watching him. Their eyes on him always made him shiver. An omega was for the enjoyment, and stress relief of the two most power members of a werewolf pack. Becoming one meant being provided for, never to want for anything and protected. All that was in exchange for total obedience and compliance in performing any sexual desire required of him.
A very few individuals became omegas.
There was a gala beginning soon. It would end when the full moon rose the next evening and the young werewolves underwent their first change. Until that time they’d eat, drink and dance. Jeremy left his room and made his way to the large reception hall. This country club was owned by the pack. It was secluded and the land around it was private and heavily wooded. Jeremy knew there were several cabins for pack elders to use. Here they could be themselves without fear of discovery by the human world.
Jeremy mingled with the young packmates he’d grown up with. All the while Stryker and Leyton watched him. Even a few of his friends noticed. Jeremy became the victim of some good-natured ribbing and very sincere well-wishes that he’d be favorited and take his place as omega. Whether or not he was truly an omega would become apparent as soon as the full moon peaked. Omegas were the only werewolves that wouldn’t fully change until a sexual encounter with their alpha. They were also the only werewolves who were capable of surviving sex with a changed werewolf while still in human form. The very thought of one of those big men, Stryker and Leyton taking him while he was human and they were wolf made his blood run hot.
Omegas could be very kinky fuckers. Another of their traits Jeremy shared.
It was nearly dawn when couples were beginning to drift off to their private rooms. Werewolves could have sexual relations with humans prior to their first change. After their first change werewolves had to be careful, sex too close to a full moon could be dangerous to a human and in turn dangerous to the pack if a human was mauled. Many sought a recreational bedmate who was another werewolf after their first shift.
No one had approached Jeremy or shown an interest in him when he initiated advances. Even his conversations had dwindled. So Jeremy wandered the gardens outside. Maybe he’d go back to his room for a few hours and take a nap.
He leaned on the low rail surrounding one of the flower beds and sniffed the air. It smelled clean and tinged with the heady scent of pheromones. The hair at the back of Jeremy’s neck stood on end when he felt a presence behind him. His nose told him it was Stryker.
“Lovely sunrise,” Stryker said.
Jeremy dropped his gaze and nodded without turning around. “It is.”
Stryker inhaled near Jeremy’s neck and rumbled a soft sound from his chest. He repeated the action, this time moving close enough to Jeremy they were almost touching. Stryker’s actions were both exhilarating and intimidating.
Jeremy sucked in a breath when Stryker’s hand rested on his neck. “Don’t turn around,” Stryker said in a low voice. His mouth was right next to Jeremy’s ear, breath hot, voice deep when he spoke. “First test.” Stryker chuckled and reached between Jeremy’s legs with his free hand. His grip tightened on Jeremy’s neck, holding him in place. “Loosen your belt and unzip. Then put your hands back on the rail.”
Moving slowly, Jeremy did as told.
Stryker eased his hand into Jeremy’s pants. Jeremy bit his lip and held his breath. A low growl escaped Stryker as he stroked Jeremy’s cock until Jeremy was dragging in big, harsh breaths and shaking. Stryker moved his fingers over Jeremy’s groin, probing every inch.
Jeremy knew what Stryker was doing. He was checking for the bulbous glans that would bulge when a werewolf capable of knotting was aroused.
Stryker withdrew his hand and said softly. “Zip up.” He chuckled. “Oh, and no touching.”
“You could have simply asked me,” Jeremy said. He tucked himself into his pants and shivered when the zipper skimmed over his cock. His pants were way too tight.
Stryker put his hands on Jeremy’s shoulders and turned him around so he faced Stryker. “But not nearly as much fun that way. Besides, I wanted to check out the goods personally.” Stryker’s eyes glowed red hot. It was sexy and frightening and the only thing Jeremy wanted to do was rub himself along the man’s leg and beg for release.
The scent of a second werewolf filtered into Jeremy’s addled brain. Leyton meandered closer, leaned on the rail and looked Jeremy up and down. “Room is ready,” Leyton said.
Stryker nodded and stepped back from Jeremy making a twirling motion with one finger. Slowly, trying not to trip over his own feet, Jeremy turned a slow circle.
“He fills out that suit nicely,” Leyton said. He was clearly talking to Stryker. Jeremy didn’t know what to do so he stood silently, gaze focused on the ground between his feet. Leyton pushed off the rail and stepped close to Jeremy and said in low voice, “Good boy. Fast learner. I like that. Never did find stupid appealing.”
“Come with us,” Stryker said. He turned and walked back to the building.
Jeremy walked behind Stryker as ordered. Leyton was a step behind Jeremy. He wondered if they thought he would try to run and escape his fate. With every passing second he believed more and more he was destined to be the omega to these two powerful men. Why would he run?
Once in the building Jeremy was taken to one of the lower levels and to a room he knew was reserved for use only by the pack leaders and special honored guests. It was a Spartan, functional room. There was a bed, one small, round table with two chairs and a long couch against one wall. A toilet area was behind a half wall but there was no door.
“Take your clothes off.” Leyton held out one arm and Jeremy laid his garments across it. He put his shoes and socks at Leyton’s feet. Leyton was bigger and broader than Stryker. His hair was darker and while Stryker’s eyes were gray or glowed red, Leyton’s were brown and his eyes would turn to a deep gold.
Stryker sat in one of the chairs, leaned back and rested his ankle on his opposite knee, watching.
“You’ll not touch yourself in any way during this trial,” Leyton said. He was pacing in a circle around Jeremy. Even when Leyton was behind him Jeremy felt his gaze and knew everything about him was being scrutinized. Om
egas were submissive, willing and appealing to the point of being irrespirable to the master or mistress that took them. “You will not speak other than to answer a question placed to you. Unless you are told to be silent any other noises you care to make are acceptable. You will never cum without permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Jeremy whispered. He stared down. With every passing second his cock grew harder.
Stryker snorted a laugh. “It’s obvious he’s excited by the prospect.” He stood up and came closer. “However rules are rules. If you prove to be the omega, as we think, you understand your life is not your own. We’ll provide for you and protect you. If for some reason you decide against this arrangement you’ll be banished from the pack. You’ll accompany one or both of us to any function or trip we require, other than that you’ll be kept secluded. The omega is for us alone. You will want for nothing, you will own nothing and you’re sole purpose in life will become to please myself and Leyton. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” A shiver worked down Jeremy’s spine.
“If you chose to deny the testing you’ll be banished to live among humans and never undergo a change during the full moon. I’m required to tell you that and ask, do you wish to proceed? Think carefully about your answer,” Stryker said.
Jeremy didn’t have to think about it. This was something he’d dreamed about for a long time. “I have done nothing for years but thought about being omega. I want the privilege. My answer is yes.”
Leyton stepped close and hooked his finger under Jeremy’s chin, lifting so Jeremy had to look at him. He smiled. It was feral and warm all at the same time. Leyton’s eyes were deep, shining gold. “I like this boy,” he said to Stryker. Then to Jeremy he asked, “Are you a virgin?”
“No, sir,” Jeremy answered. Leyton raised his eyebrows and Jeremy continued. “I’ve been with human men, three. To learn.”
“Did you fuck them or were you the one fucked?” Stryker asked.
“It’s never been my place to dominate, sir. Even with humans.” Jeremy had to be honest, but he wasn’t sure either Stryker or Leyton would like he’d submitted to humans who were smaller and weaker than werewolves.
Leyton reached down and fondled Jeremy’s balls before he ran his fingers over Jeremy’s groin. He laughed and said in a warm, smooth voice, “I really like this boy. Even if you aren’t an omega you’ll have a place in my house.”
Jeremy panted deep breaths, struggling to prevent himself from shooting his load from Leyton’s touch and words. Warmth and relief spread through his chest. “You honor me, sir. Thank you.”
“A little sample of the goods are in order, eh?” Leyton was talking to Stryker again. Neither would actually enter Jeremy or truly make love to him until tomorrow night’s full moon and Stryker wouldn’t even ejaculate near Jeremy, but a smile spread across the man’s face anyway.
“Skills are important,” Stryker agreed. He moved fast, grasping Jeremy’s wrists and holding them behind his back while at the same time pushing Jeremy gently to his knees. The fingers of his other hand dug into Jeremy’s hair and pulled his head back slightly. “Enjoy, friend,” he said to Leyton.
Leyton grinned, baring pointed teeth. He was excited to the point his wolf was showing itself. Slowly he pulled off his jacket, unbuckled his belt and opened his trousers exposing his cock. The man was hairy and well endowed. Jeremy didn’t hesitate one bit. He leaned forward as much as Stryker’s grip would allow and took the head of Leyton’s cock into his mouth.
“Oh, yeah, oh fuck yeah,” Leyton ground out. He moved his hips back and forth, growling and groaning as Jeremy sucked and licked. Leyton put both hands on Stryker’s shoulders bracing himself.
Jeremy tried to inch forward on his knees and get closer to Leyton, but Stryker held him in place with a firm tug to his hair and a growled out warning, “No. You get what we give.”
Leyton’s movements increased. His hard cock slid over Jeremy’s tongue and when Jeremy applied the slightest pressure with his teeth Leyton howled with pleasure. Even with a mouthful of Leyton’s cock Jeremy moaned. He felt his body heat. Power and a slow burn traveled through every one of his veins and arteries. A fire as he’d never felt started in his chest and spread to consume him. Instinct told him this was the beginning of his first full change and just a small taste of what was to come tomorrow. Jeremy didn’t know how much time went by, but it was too soon for him when Leyton came in his mouth.
When his cock was completely soft Leyton stepped away and dropped onto the bed. He grinned up at Stryker. “I think I love this boy.”
Stryker laughed, released Jeremy and patted his shoulder. “Then you’ll have him, omega or not.” He motioned at Jeremy to stand. “There is a shower over there with supplies in it. Use them. You need to be clean. I’ll have some food and water brought to you shortly. It’ll be delivered through that slot.” He pointed to the door. For the first time Jeremy noticed the door had a small opening in the center with a shelf underneath. Stuffing his hands in his pockets Stryker smiled warmly when Leyton leaned down and gave Jeremy a kiss on one cheek.
“Until tonight, love,” Leyton said softly and brushed one finger down Jeremy’s cheek. Then he scooped up Jeremy’s cloths and added, “You won’t need these for a while. I’ll have them cleaned and you’ll get them back later.”
A minute later Jeremy was alone. He had a raging hard on and nothing to do to relieve it in the twelve or so hours he had to kill. It took a little while for him to think clearly. It was time to explore the bathroom. There was a shower, toilet, sink with a mirror above and a tiny counter around it. On the counter Jeremy found the supplies. There was a shaving kit, soap, enema and two douche packs. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what he was supposed to do. He decided to wait for his food to arrive, eat then prepare so he was as fresh as possible for the evening events.
He lay on the bed, but sleeping was almost impossible with his cock a hot, demanding brick between his legs. His sleep was more tossing and turning. Dreams of the night to come with Stryker and Leyton, how they’d take him and what his life would be like filled his sleep. When his meal was delivered Jeremy got off the bed. There were several bottles of water with the meal. Those he guzzled. He realized he was ravenous and he devoured the food in no time.
Somewhat refreshed he turned to his assigned task of cleansing himself. First the enema. After its affects were completed Jeremy took the soap and turned on the shower. The hot water felt good but when he lathered his groin he nearly collapsed from want and need. A note with the shaving kit instructed him to remove all body hair. That task was completed with trembling hands. The instructions on the douche packs were to use one now and wait until told to use the other. Even without warming the douche when the water squirted into his hole and bombarded his prostate a slow stream of semen dribbled from his cock. No relief was provided to Jeremy though. In fact it increased his desire a hundred fold.
There was nothing more for Jeremy to do so he sat, naked, hard and wanting, on the couch and waited for what was to come and his new life to begin.
--THE END--
Alpha, Beta, Omega 2
The full moon rises and it’s finally time for Jeremy to hopefully take his place as the omega wolf of his pack. All werewolf packs have an alpha and beta, Stryker and Leyton lead the pack Jeremy was born into. Discovering they have a potential omega in Jeremy the alpha and beta test him in a very special way. Driven deep into the woods, naked and vulnerable Jeremy is caught by Stryker and Leyton. He’s held naked and at their mercy and loves every second. An omega will only change to werewolf form when coupled with the alpha during the full moon. Tonight Jeremy’s test comes. The beast within him wants out. More than that Jeremy’s beast wants to submit and become the omega Stryker and Leyton desire him to become. One night of passion with two powerful men and their even more powerful inner beasts will dictate Jeremy’s fate forever.
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The full moon was almost upon Jeremy.
Like other young werewolves in their early twenties this was the first full moon that would trigger his shifting from human to werewolf. He was locked in a room away from all other werewolves as part of his test to become the omega to the alpha and beta males. The fact he couldn’t see the moon as it rose didn’t matter. He could feel it. There was something, a beast inside him and it wanted out in the worst sort of way.
That beast was his wolf half. If Jeremy was the omega he wouldn’t completely change until the alpha male, an imposing wolf who carried the pack name of Stryker, took and dominated Jeremy.
Every time Jeremy thought about Stryker pounding into him his cock would get harder than Jeremy thought possible. Everyone, Jeremy, his parents, friends and most importantly the pack alpha and beta male believed Jeremy was destined to be the omega.
In a few hours Jeremy’s test would be completed. As omega he’d be taken by the two most powerful men of the pack, the alpha Stryker and the beta Paul Leyton. Tucked away in a private residence, provided for, protected and cherished the omega’s purpose was to relieve stress and meet whatever sexual needs his masters required. Becoming pack omega was a high honor and one Jeremy had dreamed of for years.
Jeremy shifted from side to side on the couch where he sat. He’d been forbidden to touch himself and he’d been in various stages of arousal for the last half a day. Earlier he’d began the cleansing process to prepare for his time with the alpha and beta males. An enema then the first of two douches he’d applied himself. The second of the douches sat waiting for Leyton to arrive.
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