Several meals were brought, but Jeremy refused to eat or drink. He was given cleansing supplies, enemas and douches, but Jeremy didn’t touch them. The thought crossed his mind since the full moon this month had just gone by that he was safe until the next one. However, he wasn’t sure. He’d been Stryker and Leyton’s omega since his first change, so it stood to reason he wouldn’t officially become his capture’s omega until he could change again. Omegas could only change to their full werewolf form during full moon.
He wasn’t sure how much time went by before he heard what sounded like an explosion from somewhere above him. The scent of gun powder mixed with two very familiar scents. Leyton and Stryker. Jeremy inched back against the wall when he could hear commotion outside his door. The sounds of heavy footfalls thundered toward the door. Jeremy had suspected he was being held underground. When the door burst open that theory was confirmed when light flooded in and Jeremy glimpsed stairs.
Throwing his arm over his face he turned away from the bright light. He turned back and squinted at the door when he heard a familiar voice. It was hard to see, his eyes were still adjusting to the light but the outline of Leyton’s form was what he recognized. Sprinting forward Jeremy garbled out, “Leyton.”
Jeremy threw himself at Leyton and was immediately encased in the big man’s arms. Leyton curled around Jeremy, bent and kissed the top of his head. “Are you okay?”
“Yes.”
“Did they… did that… were you?” It was the first time Jeremy had ever known Leyton to be without something to say.
“No. I think the alpha and his female alpha were waiting for the next full moon,” Jeremy said.
Leyton took Jeremy’s hand and started to lead him to the door. He snorted, “Fools.” He looked back and put one finger over his lips then handed Jeremy shoes and sweatpants. Jeremy dressed in record speed.
Jeremy inched behind Leyton and peered around him at the stairs. Their path looked clear. Leyton stopped for a minute and inhaled deeply. Jeremy sniffed the air as well. There was an even mix of the familiar scents of Jeremy’s pack and the unfamiliar ones of the enemy pack.
When they reached the top step Leyton pointed to the right. “Car is waiting. The only thing we have to do is get through that door.”
Jeremy looked around Leyton. There was a long hall and at the end a rather solid appearing metal door. “How will we get out?” Jeremy whispered.
Leyton turned and arched an eyebrow, grinning. He fished a key from his pocket and held it up. “This isn’t the first rodeo we’ve had with these morons.”
They crept down the hall and out the door. There was a small yard to cross and Jeremy saw a dark car sitting on the street. Between them and the car were two werewolves. They were completely changed to werewolves and circling one another.
Jeremy recognized Stryker. He’d seen his alpha in both human and werewolf form plenty of times. He’d also had extensive intimate contact with him. Jeremy would know his scent and how he moved anywhere. The other werewolf was the enemy alpha. They charged one another, ripping and slashing. For a minute they seemed one being with different colored fur. Blood spurted to the ground and the two powerful males howled and snarled.
Leyton shoved Jeremy behind him when the enemy alpha turned toward them. Their little of a distraction gave Stryker the upper hand he needed. Raising one arm, claws extended, he shouted and slammed his claws into the other wolf’s skull. The alpha dropped to his knees, body jerking and flaying until he finally went face first to the ground.
Stryker straightened, raised his arms skyward and howled. It was a noise Jeremy had never heard. The howl echoed through the night. It was deep, feral and sent shivers through Jeremy. Leyton gave Jeremy a shove toward the car. When he stumbled he was grabbed around the waist by Leyton.
Sweeping him up Leyton said, “I’m not losing you again, kid. Stryker will have both our heads if that happens.”
Despite his fear Jeremy chuckled. Leyton dropped Jeremy onto his feet a few steps from the car and pushed him at it. Once safely inside the car he and Leyton turned to look for Stryker. The huge wolf galloped across the open area to the car. Leyton leaned over and pushed the door open for him. As he climbed into the car he reverted to human.
“Is the boy harmed?” Stryker said.
“No,” Leyton answered and handed Stryker a robe.
“How did you find me?” Jeremy blurted out. He immediately dropped his gaze to his lap. Unless asked a direct question, speaking to his alpha was forbidden. Stryker must have been very happy to have Jeremy back since he smiled and shook his head.
Leyton reached behind Jeremy and removed the knotted, leather collar he wore. Holding the brass medallion he said simply, “GPS tracking.”
Jeremy looked from one to the other before grabbing Leyton’s arm and pressed his forehead to Leyton’s bicep. When he choked back a sob Leyton put his arm around Jeremy and pulled him in and murmured softly to Jeremy, “Did you think we wouldn’t come for you?”
Before Jeremy could answer Stryker asked, “Did that bastard molest what belongs to me?”
“I would have died first, Master,” Jeremy said.
Stryker stared at him for a few seconds. “That’s a little extreme. Though I do understand why you’d feel that way.” He spoke into an intercom, “Take us to the condo.”
The car started and it wasn’t long before they were cruising along a highway. “We’ll be at your temporary safe house in a few hours. Your house needs a little work.” Leyton held out the collar. “C’mere, boy. Time we started fixing things.” He refastened the collar around Jeremy’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss. He shimmied out of his clothes then told Jeremy, “You’re overdressed.”
The car was a limo and Leyton and Jeremy were on one seat, Stryker sat opposite them. It wasn’t as roomy as Jeremy’s bed, or a clearing in the woods but it didn’t matter. Jeremy was with his alpha and beta, safe, wanted and protected once again.
After shedding the shoes and sweats, Jeremy straddled Leyton, with Leyton’s big hands nearly encircling Jeremy’s waist. Stryker kissed and nipped Jeremy’s neck and shoulders from behind. Leyton lifted Jeremy up slightly and shifted his weight.
“Stroke yourself, boy,” Leyton ground out and shoved his cock into Jeremy.
Jeremy’s head fell back and he grabbed his own cock and started stroking. Almost immediately Leyton’s knotting glans bulged out. The sensation sent sparks shooting through Jeremy and made his breath speed up. Holding Jeremy about the waist Leyton lifted him up and shoved him back down in faster and faster motions. The expanding glans strained but held them joined together.
He felt Stryker moving behind him and without warning Jeremy was pulled down so he lay across Leyton’s knees with his head in Stryker’s lap. Stryker moved to the side and turned Jeremy’s head. Taking Stryker’s cock into his mouth Jeremy swirled his tongue under the crown of Stryker’s cock. His alpha moaned and grabbed Jeremy’s wrists, pulling his hands away from his cock.
Leyton pounded into his ass, and Stryker fucked his mouth all the while holding Jeremy’s arms to the sides. Jeremy was helpless to do anything other than take what they gave. His own cock strained and he felt precum slither along his shaft. All too soon Leyton was shouting as he thrust his hips up so hard Jeremy thought he’d be split in half. Werewolf cum was hot and silky and all that filled Jeremy in powerful bursts. Leyton’s knotting glans shrank, allowing them to separate and a wave of grief flowed through Jeremy. Knotting produced a high, but when it was over he always had a crash.
The crash was short lived, however. Stryker pulled away from Jeremy’s mouth and in a flurry of motion Stryker lifted Jeremy and flipped him across Leyton’s knees. Before Jeremy could catch his breath he was filled with Stryker. As with Leyton, there was almost no time between when Stryker’s thick cock was pounding into Jeremy, hitting his prostate, and his glans beginning to grow. They filled Jeremy, rubbing all along his insides and sending waves of euphoria through him.
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Leyton’s hands were between Jeremy’s legs. He squeezed Jeremy’s balls, tugged on them and dug his nails into the soft skin behind them. Jeremy was trapped between Leyton’s legs and Stryker’s huge body. He pulled in deep breaths and gasped them out again, moaning and begging with wordless sounds to cum. Jeremy was desperate for release. His wanted to twist one way then the other, seeking some sort of friction to his cock. The position they had him in made it impossible.
He tried to shove his ass up and back against Stryker, but it was impossible. Stryker covered him entirely. His teeth scraped the flesh of Jeremy’s shoulders and back before biting along Jeremy’s neck.
Stryker shouted, moving fast and hard. Jeremy felt Stryker’s cock begin to throb. His knotting glans bulged even more then pulsed in time with his cock. Waves of joy washed through Jeremy followed by sparks of delicious pain when Leyton gave his balls a tug.
Collapsing against Jeremy’s back Stryker’s breaths were deep and harsh. Leyton’s hands were working over Jeremy’s balls and cock. It was sweet, sweet torture.
“Cum, boy,” Stryker ordered.
Leyton squeezed hard on Jeremy’s cock and closed his fist around Jeremy’s balls. Sparks exploded along Jeremy’s spine and a pulsing heat formed in his groin. His own silky liquid seared a path through his cock. Jeremy held his breath then blew it out, gulping another in and shouting when he exhaled. His ass clamped around Stryker’s cock and his glans bulged out again. It was sheer heaven. Jeremy’s entire body vibrated in time with the thrumming of Stryker’s glans and the throbbing of his cock.
When Stryker’s glans softened and shrunk, Jeremy was left lying over Leyton’s knees, limp and drained. Stryker lifted him far enough to turn him over and resettled him against Leyton’s legs. Leyton stroked Jeremy’s hair and ran his other hand up and down Jeremy’s chest. A blanket was wrapped around Jeremy and he nestled against Leyton’s broad chest. He was exhausted, but happy he’d been reclaimed by his alpha and beta. He’d had a thought nagging at him they would reject him as damaged goods after being in the presence of another alpha.
Stryker’s response to Jeremy’s comment that he would die before submitting to the enemy alpha told Jeremy how deeply Stryker loved him. Even if he rarely said any tender words of affection.
The condo Jeremy was taken to was nice, but not as nice or roomy as his house. Holding the blanket around his shoulders Jeremy wandered the condo. There was a small kitchen with a dining room attached. It had a balcony with access from the living room and the main bedroom. They were high up, fifteenth floor which let Jeremy leave the blinds open at all times if he wanted. There were two bathrooms, a small one that was purely functional and farther down the hall was a larger bath. In there was a deep tub that looked large enough for the three of them. A walk in shower and two sinks.
“It’s only temporary. A month or two tops,” Leyton reassured him and settled Jeremy on the couch. The living room was home to a large screen television and deep, comfortable couches and chairs.
“We’ll be the only people with the keys and one of us will be with you at all times,” Stryker said. He held out one hand. “How about we get cleaned up? Hmm?”
Jeremy smiled and took Stryker’s hand as he stood. “I’d like that. Thank you, Master.”
Their shower was long and luxurious. Jeremy thoroughly washed Leyton’s body, loving how his heavy muscles felt under Jeremy’s soapy fingers. Next Leyton stood behind Jeremy and lathered his hair. Leyton’s fingers worked over his scalp in a soothing motion. It was almost hypnotic. Leyton laughed when he used the shower head to rinse Jeremy off and managed to squirt water in Jeremy’s nose.
Dropping to his knees, Jeremy took the wash cloth and applied a generous amount of soap. He started with Stryker’s feet, wiping the soapy material over them then up his legs. Jeremy massaged and caressed every inch of Stryker’s legs before moving up to his thighs. He carefully moved his hand in circles, kneading Stryker’s ass before gently washing his groin. Standing he completed his task by washing his chest and back.
Stryker pulled him in for a kiss then hugged Jeremy as Leyton shut the water off. “You are my omega—mine and Leyton’s. You will always be ours, no matter what and I do love you with all my heart,” Stryker whispered the words into Jeremy’s ear.
They left the shower and used the thick, plush towels to dry each other off. The feel of the terrycloth running between his legs and over his cock was exhilarating. By the time Jeremy had completed his task of drying his masters they were all hard again.
The bedroom was lit with lamps attached to the walls. A soft, warm light shone up and gave the room the look of having candle light.
“We had to get this put together quickly, so if I hope you like it,” Leyton said. “We’ll have our… toys and other supplies brought over in a day or two.”
The bed was huge and covered in soft, satiny sheets and thick blankets. The city skyline could be seen out of the floor to ceiling windows. The stars were out and the moon, just past full, shone bright into the bedroom.
The three of them settled in the bed. Jeremy was in for a special night. The limo was only the beginning, Jeremy knew that. He doubted any of them would really sleep before dawn. Stryker and Leyton took Jeremy to the edge of ecstasy and left him there until he sobbed for release. Again and again his alpha and beta took Jeremy. He was sucked, bitten and licked. His chest was covered with their marks and scratches and it was all heavenly. The part Jeremy loved the most was afterward. He knew they’d both be with him all night, he could always tell when they’d be doing that. As the moon set and the sun rose Jeremy was wrapped up in Leyton’s arms. Stryker flung his legs over them both and covered their body’s with his. He was warm and comfortable.
Jeremy’s destiny had been to be omega to Stryker and Leyton. Jeremy wouldn’t have ever wanted it any other way.
--THE END--
An Affair Strengthen by Betrayal
James had a lot of free time and as such, a friend begged him to help a student who was about to go to college with the subject Literature. The student was Rafael, he was good at all subjects, except literature, and though he knew he needed to pass all subjects. James and Rafael would then spend weeks together, discussing matters and relevant points until James felt he fell in love with his student.
One unforgettable night, James found himself naked with Rafael and the next morning, he overheard something that shocked him...
Find out what happened that morning that changed the course of James and Rafael’s lives...
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I was not looking for an extra job. At the age of thirty-four, I was lucky enough that the money I earned during my youthful years was truly enough that I was able to live very comfortably. Though, as a way of granting a friend's favor, I agreed to teach/tutor a young student was a first-year college in a university and felt quickly drowning beneath the weight of his required and mandatory full-year Literature course, it was a requirement all students had to accomplish, no matter what their major or discipline was.
Rafael was living away from his family for the first time and after he completed a gap year, he decided to rent a room in a house together with a group of four fellow first-year students. All of them in that apartment were denied a spot inside the campus housing because of the great demand for those spaces. Essentially, Rafael was independently living independently. A lack of structure and difficult subjects proved to be the reasons for Rafael's low-grade point average.
I met the 20-year-old Rafael on a Sunday evening in early September, what had become our regular meeting time over the next few months. It was very evident to me that we were both gays since the first day we've met, although, we have a lot of differences both physically and in interests and abilities. Rafael was 5'6”in height with the narrowly framed body and I was 6' in height with broad shoulders. He had a light brown and curly hair complemented by his sapphire colored eyes while I had a black straight hair and brown eyes. He had a creamy skin that looked
pale when compares to my tanned complexion.
Rafael had smooth chest and I had a hairy one. Aside from our physical differences, our preferences and interests completely distinguished us. Rafael was an outdoor guy; I liked working out indoors. He loved mathematics; I loved literature. Nonetheless, he was very inspired and determined to pass the Literature subject and I was encouraged to help him.
We had a familiar pattern for our weekly meetings. I would usually come home from my daytime activities at 5:40 pm and Rafael would usually come around 6:00 pm, depending on the traffic situation and which bus he could ride to from the campus. I and he would share a meal while discussing the things we needed to cover, it would continue over the next couple of hours. After eating, Rafael would help me clean up then he would bring out and set up his notes and tablet while I would brew some coffee. We would work religiously for two and a half hours and would only be interrupted when needed to refill our cups with freshly brewed coffee or water perhaps. There were times we would read and discuss his notes and a chapter in the book at other times, I would help him do his assignments, discussing each relevant point as he did it.
Some other times, we would do a little bit of everything. I found Rafael to be very attractive and it made working with him more pleasurable for me. Rafael, though, did not seem to share the attraction I was feeling and, therefore, I decided not to pursue and let our relationship as a tutor and tutee remain.
At first, Rafael thought everything was difficult. He would usually become easily frustrated and want to quit. He said he “never liked English” and that he was thinking that the university's Literature course requirement was ridiculous and was not really helpful. I laughed hard when I heard his comment. I knew I had to persuade him even more to keep Rafael from giving up. I figured out more and more interesting ways to have him engaged with literature and thankfully, perseverance paid off. On Rafael's second essay of the term, he received a grade of 1.0, it was really uplifting for me.
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