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The party had been Jake’s idea. It had started off as a joke but as people had began to turn up for the party he already knew what an awesome idea it was.

There were a series of cups spread out, all different colours for whatever position you were. He himself with red cup showing that he was a dom top.

As he moved to the living area his eyes were looking all over for the baby blue cup, but none seemed to have been taken - a few bottoms sure, but he wanted a subby boy tonight.

“Any fucker got a light blue?”

Jon felt like he'd won the lottery. Not only had he been invited to a frat party, but he was obviously a very queer and inclusive party, judging by the system with the cups, to show what position you preferred. Even better than that, he was surrounded by frat boys holding onto red cups, which showed they were dom tops.

He clung to his light blue cup like it was a life line. He heard someone call out for anyone with a light blue, and before he knew what was happening there was a lot of laughter, and lot of frat boy hands pushing him towards that voice.

Flustered, and his cheeks almost as red as his hair, he stood in front of the most handsome man he'd ever met. "Um....hi," he said shyly, as he lifted his light blue cup.

Jake gave a little laugh too when the redhead had been presented to him. “God you’re gonna be in for a long night huh? All the other subs must be off with their sugar daddies tonight.”

He slid a hand around the others ass without thinking, grabbing an ass cheek with a wink. “What’s your name beautiful?” Obviously the other didn’t seem to know he was the frat leader.

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Finn exited the darkened alley, still pulling his sweatpants up as he did with a man walking off down the street after fucking Finn down in the alley. He went to grab his phone from his pocket when he noticed a car stopped a few feet in front with the driver looking at him and beckoning him over.

He smirked, slid his phone back into his pocket, and walked over. ‘Hey, Sir.’ Finn hummed, leaning over and looking through the door, arms folded leaning up near the window with the windows down. ‘And what are you after, eh?’ he teased.

“Well, that all depends,” Tom grinned as Finn leaned against the car. He looked the handsome younger guy over, and licked his lips like he wanted to devour him right then and there. He gestured with his head towards the guy who was walking away now, who’d clearly just had some fun with Finn in the alley.

“It depends on two things. Did that guy fuck you?” he asked, with a smirk. “And if he did, is his load in you right now or did he wear a condom?”

Finn stayed by the wall, leaning up against it with a grin plastered over his face. “I mean, if you can call that a fuck then, yeah - he fucked me.”

To the other question he simply turned around to show his pert little ass off, spreading a cheek and letting the obvious load spill a little.

He laughed out loud at the implication that the guy before him had been a crappy lay, and shrugged his shoulders. He’s gotten the first answer he’d wanted, and was all that mattered to Tom.

When Finn turned around and Tom could see the load leaking out of him through his pants. He didn’t hesitate to reach into those pants, swipe a finger between Finn’s cheeks, and then lick his own finger clean. “I do love a whore who loves his work,” he smirked.

Finn gave a little giggle when the other swiped the strangers cum from his pink hole. “Hey, gotta love whatever you’re good at, right?”

He stood up a little, tugging his pants back up before taking the older man’s hand and starting to lead him back down the alley. He wanted the man inside him already. “How do you want me, sir?”

He laughed as Finn began to lead him down into the alley, and Tom let him do just that. “How much extra to record us?” he asked. Whatever it was, Tom could afford it but he wasn’t the type of haggle. Not with a sex worker, and not with a erection, at least.

He reached out, taking Finn’s hand as they walked into the alley, his wedding ring pressing against Finn’s finger.

Finn laughed gently, “You always do come with the new things. - never had someone wanting to record … call it an extra $50?”

The man was one of his favourites so he didn’t want to take the piss and ask for too much. He stopped halfway down the alley, turning then to face the other. His eyes fell on the very obvious wedding ring and it only made the boy smirk more - he loved that he could pleasure the man when his wife couldn’t.

Tom chuckled softly and nodded. “Fifty it is, but one day, we’re going to talk about a little concept called ‘knowing your worth’,” he grinned at Finn, as he slapped the boy on his used ass.

He grinned as they stopped halfway down the alley, and he pulled his phone. He set it to record and placed it on top of a nearby dumpster. “Can’t believe you just got fucked by some stranger and I still want your ass more than I want my husband’s,” he smirked. “Blow a kiss to the little cuck,” he grinned as he roughly pulled down Finn’s pants.

“Yes sir,” he said in a low voice, “I just don’t like to offend my clients, you know?” He watched the man setting up the camera and found himself adjusting his hair.

“Awww, you gonna show him you pounding out your favourite boy?” He gave a little wave to the camera and gave a, “Hello Cuck!”

His pants came down easily, that pert ass on full show. He placed a hand on the man’s crotch - feeling that hard cock there as he started to undo the man’s pants.

“…I can’t say that I wouldn’t enjoy it,” he said with a smirk, “But I’d need a space to nest with the pups either way, so.”

He smirked at that comment, finding himself already pushing back lightly against the man’s touch. “I’d like that a lot, Alpha - you do smell pretty fantastic.” He turned to look at the other, licking his lips, “I’ve been known to be a good pup … never been fucked during a rut though - they don’t like to risk it.”

“And when that happens, I’d like you and the pups as close as possible, until they’re ready for their own rooms,” Clark smiled up at his tall omega.

He let out a disapproving ‘tsk’ sound, as he reached up to stroke Warrick’s hair. “Nobody ruts you but me, omega,” he said, smiling as he said it. “Well, I’ll consider sharing you with our Alpha pups, once they’re old enough, of course. You’ll find that, despite my age, I’m pretty traditional, Warrick,” he explained, as he led Warrick out of the room, and next door to Clark’s own very large bedroom. “I believe that if a growing Alpha can’t put the omega they were birthed from in his place, they really don’t deserve the title,” he said, before sighing a little. “That’s not a popular view these days, I’m afraid. Omega rights, and all that nonsense.”

“And when that happens, I’d like you and the pups as close as possible, until they’re ready for their own rooms,” Clark smiled up at his tall omega.

He let out a disapproving ‘tsk’ sound, as he reached up to stroke Warrick’s hair. “Nobody ruts you but me, omega,” he said, smiling as he said it. “Well, I’ll consider sharing you with our Alpha pups, once they’re old enough, of course. You’ll find that, despite my age, I’m pretty traditional, Warrick,” he explained, as he led Warrick out of the room, and next door to Clark’s own very large bedroom. “I believe that if a growing Alpha can’t put the omega they were birthed from in his place, they really don’t deserve the title,” he said, before sighing a little. “That’s not a popular view these days, I’m afraid. Omega rights, and all that nonsense.”

Warrick licked his lips again, finding that he was liking the other more and more. “I’ve got to admit, Alpha, that I come from a very traditional pack.”

“I’m there to tend to the pups and tend to your needs.” His cheeks are redder now, “I’d be a proud omega if I had you and our pups sharing me one day in the future.”

“May I undress, Alpha? Feels odd to be in clothes for this long.”

“I’m glad to hear it, I would’ve hated for this purchase to have been the wrong one,” he said, with a gentle slap to Warrick’s ass. “And that’s all my needs, Warrick. I expect my kinks, my fetishes, my fantasies, to become yours, too. Everything that makes me hard, should make you wet,” he said firmly, repeating the words his own Alpha father had drummed into him.

He paused for a moment, and looked over Warrick closely. “You can undress, as long as you understand that clothing will become a rare thing for you. No matter what staff, business assosciates, or friends or family come over, you will look every inch the omega you are.”

While the Alpha spoke, the Omega was nodding. He’d heard this type of talk from his own Alpha father. “I’m your Omega, Alpha - I can promise anything that gets your cock hard will make me needy.”

He sighed happily when the other said he could undress. He preferred being naked - it wasn’t needed in the breeding company but he did it anyway. He slowly began to strip himself off and placed his clothes neatly in the corner, folding it up. Before long he stood there fully nude, stretching out with a large smile on his lips.

“Always been told an Omega should be naked - and I love the feeling of it.”

sex worker | your guy can be a client he knows / regular etc if you want!  | for tops

Finn exited the darkened alley, still pulling his sweatpants up as he did with a man walking off down the street after fucking Finn down in the alley. He went to grab his phone from his pocket when he noticed a car stopped a few feet in front with the driver looking at him and beckoning him over.

He smirked, slid his phone back into his pocket, and walked over. ‘Hey, Sir.’ Finn hummed, leaning over and looking through the door, arms folded leaning up near the window with the windows down. ‘And what are you after, eh?’ he teased.

“Well, that all depends,” Tom grinned as Finn leaned against the car. He looked the handsome younger guy over, and licked his lips like he wanted to devour him right then and there. He gestured with his head towards the guy who was walking away now, who’d clearly just had some fun with Finn in the alley.

“It depends on two things. Did that guy fuck you?” he asked, with a smirk. “And if he did, is his load in you right now or did he wear a condom?”

Finn stayed by the wall, leaning up against it with a grin plastered over his face. “I mean, if you can call that a fuck then, yeah - he fucked me.”

To the other question he simply turned around to show his pert little ass off, spreading a cheek and letting the obvious load spill a little.

He laughed out loud at the implication that the guy before him had been a crappy lay, and shrugged his shoulders. He’s gotten the first answer he’d wanted, and was all that mattered to Tom.

When Finn turned around and Tom could see the load leaking out of him through his pants. He didn’t hesitate to reach into those pants, swipe a finger between Finn’s cheeks, and then lick his own finger clean. “I do love a whore who loves his work,” he smirked.

Finn gave a little giggle when the other swiped the strangers cum from his pink hole. “Hey, gotta love whatever you’re good at, right?”

He stood up a little, tugging his pants back up before taking the older man’s hand and starting to lead him back down the alley. He wanted the man inside him already. “How do you want me, sir?”

He laughed as Finn began to lead him down into the alley, and Tom let him do just that. “How much extra to record us?” he asked. Whatever it was, Tom could afford it but he wasn’t the type of haggle. Not with a sex worker, and not with a erection, at least.

He reached out, taking Finn’s hand as they walked into the alley, his wedding ring pressing against Finn’s finger.

Finn laughed gently, “You always do come with the new things. - never had someone wanting to record … call it an extra $50?”

The man was one of his favourites so he didn’t want to take the piss and ask for too much. He stopped halfway down the alley, turning then to face the other. His eyes fell on the very obvious wedding ring and it only made the boy smirk more - he loved that he could pleasure the man when his wife couldn’t.

“…I can’t say that I wouldn’t enjoy it,” he said with a smirk, “But I’d need a space to nest with the pups either way, so.”

He smirked at that comment, finding himself already pushing back lightly against the man’s touch. “I’d like that a lot, Alpha - you do smell pretty fantastic.” He turned to look at the other, licking his lips, “I’ve been known to be a good pup … never been fucked during a rut though - they don’t like to risk it.”

“And when that happens, I’d like you and the pups as close as possible, until they’re ready for their own rooms,” Clark smiled up at his tall omega.

He let out a disapproving ‘tsk’ sound, as he reached up to stroke Warrick’s hair. “Nobody ruts you but me, omega,” he said, smiling as he said it. “Well, I’ll consider sharing you with our Alpha pups, once they’re old enough, of course. You’ll find that, despite my age, I’m pretty traditional, Warrick,” he explained, as he led Warrick out of the room, and next door to Clark’s own very large bedroom. “I believe that if a growing Alpha can’t put the omega they were birthed from in his place, they really don’t deserve the title,” he said, before sighing a little. “That’s not a popular view these days, I’m afraid. Omega rights, and all that nonsense.”

“And when that happens, I’d like you and the pups as close as possible, until they’re ready for their own rooms,” Clark smiled up at his tall omega.

He let out a disapproving 'tsk’ sound, as he reached up to stroke Warrick’s hair. “Nobody ruts you but me, omega,” he said, smiling as he said it. “Well, I’ll consider sharing you with our Alpha pups, once they’re old enough, of course. You’ll find that, despite my age, I’m pretty traditional, Warrick,” he explained, as he led Warrick out of the room, and next door to Clark’s own very large bedroom. “I believe that if a growing Alpha can’t put the omega they were birthed from in his place, they really don’t deserve the title,” he said, before sighing a little. “That’s not a popular view these days, I’m afraid. Omega rights, and all that nonsense.”

Warrick licked his lips again, finding that he was liking the other more and more. “I’ve got to admit, Alpha, that I come from a very traditional pack.”

“I’m there to tend to the pups and tend to your needs.” His cheeks are redder now, “I’d be a proud omega if I had you and our pups sharing me one day in the future.”

“May I undress, Alpha? Feels odd to be in clothes for this long.”

sex worker | your guy can be a client he knows / regular etc if you want!  | for tops

Finn exited the darkened alley, still pulling his sweatpants up as he did with a man walking off down the street after fucking Finn down in the alley. He went to grab his phone from his pocket when he noticed a car stopped a few feet in front with the driver looking at him and beckoning him over.

He smirked, slid his phone back into his pocket, and walked over. ‘Hey, Sir.’ Finn hummed, leaning over and looking through the door, arms folded leaning up near the window with the windows down. ‘And what are you after, eh?’ he teased.

“Well, that all depends,” Tom grinned as Finn leaned against the car. He looked the handsome younger guy over, and licked his lips like he wanted to devour him right then and there. He gestured with his head towards the guy who was walking away now, who’d clearly just had some fun with Finn in the alley.

“It depends on two things. Did that guy fuck you?” he asked, with a smirk. “And if he did, is his load in you right now or did he wear a condom?”

Finn stayed by the wall, leaning up against it with a grin plastered over his face. “I mean, if you can call that a fuck then, yeah - he fucked me.”

To the other question he simply turned around to show his pert little ass off, spreading a cheek and letting the obvious load spill a little.

He laughed out loud at the implication that the guy before him had been a crappy lay, and shrugged his shoulders. He’s gotten the first answer he’d wanted, and was all that mattered to Tom.

When Finn turned around and Tom could see the load leaking out of him through his pants. He didn’t hesitate to reach into those pants, swipe a finger between Finn’s cheeks, and then lick his own finger clean. “I do love a whore who loves his work,” he smirked.

Finn gave a little giggle when the other swiped the strangers cum from his pink hole. “Hey, gotta love whatever you’re good at, right?”

He stood up a little, tugging his pants back up before taking the older man’s hand and starting to lead him back down the alley. He wanted the man inside him already. “How do you want me, sir?”

Warrick had taken a few steps further into the room, still looking around in awe - before the breeding stock place his whole apartment could have fit in this room alone.

The alpha who’d just purchased him was different, definitely handsome, so he wasn’t displeased. There was a little blush over his cheek’s already, he’d often feel a little embarrassed being in heat when around someone new. Already his omega urges were to drop down for the other and let them have him.

“Thank you, Alpha - I can’t see it being all that long until I’m needing to nest like crazy,” he said with a shy smile.

“I’m not going to be presumptious and assume you’d like to spend every night in my bed,” Clark smiled, as he let Warrick look around the large but mostly empty room. “So do whatever you’d like in here, I want you to feel at home,” he said, his hand rested on Warrick’s lower back as they spoke.

The comment about needing to nest like crazy went over his head a little, a sign that he’d never truly been intimate with an omega before. Before now, it had all been sex workers and betas. “I’m going to have my dirty laundry in here, though. I expect a boy like you to go crazy at the scent of me, even if I can’t…um, can’t return that favour,” he said, a little shyly for just a moment. “Even a big boy like you, to be in the line-up presented to me, I think you must be a perfect little omega at heart,” he teased.

“I’m not going to be presumptious and assume you’d like to spend every night in my bed,” Clark smiled, as he let Warrick look around the large but mostly empty room. “So do whatever you’d like in here, I want you to feel at home,” he said, his hand rested on Warrick’s lower back as they spoke.

The comment about needing to nest like crazy went over his head a little, a sign that he’d never truly been intimate with an omega before. Before now, it had all been sex workers and betas. “I’m going to have my dirty laundry in here, though. I expect a boy like you to go crazy at the scent of me, even if I can’t…um, can’t return that favour,” he said, a little shyly for just a moment. “Even a big boy like you, to be in the line-up presented to me, I think you must be a perfect little omega at heart,” he teased.

“…I can’t say that I wouldn’t enjoy it,” he said with a smirk, “But I’d need a space to nest with the pups either way, so.”

He smirked at that comment, finding himself already pushing back lightly against the man’s touch. “I’d like that a lot, Alpha - you do smell pretty fantastic.” He turned to look at the other, licking his lips, “I’ve been known to be a good pup … never been fucked during a rut though - they don’t like to risk it.”

sex worker | your guy can be a client he knows / regular etc if you want!  | for tops

Finn exited the darkened alley, still pulling his sweatpants up as he did with a man walking off down the street after fucking Finn down in the alley. He went to grab his phone from his pocket when he noticed a car stopped a few feet in front with the driver looking at him and beckoning him over.

He smirked, slid his phone back into his pocket, and walked over. ‘Hey, Sir.’ Finn hummed, leaning over and looking through the door, arms folded leaning up near the window with the windows down. ‘And what are you after, eh?’ he teased.

“Well, that all depends,” Tom grinned as Finn leaned against the car. He looked the handsome younger guy over, and licked his lips like he wanted to devour him right then and there. He gestured with his head towards the guy who was walking away now, who’d clearly just had some fun with Finn in the alley.

“It depends on two things. Did that guy fuck you?” he asked, with a smirk. “And if he did, is his load in you right now or did he wear a condom?”

Finn stayed by the wall, leaning up against it with a grin plastered over his face. “I mean, if you can call that a fuck then, yeah - he fucked me.”

To the other question he simply turned around to show his pert little ass off, spreading a cheek and letting the obvious load spill a little.

Breeding Stock | relationship; organisation sells omegas, usually to be bred to give new / alone alphas a pack | can have a pussy if you prefer | possible mpreg | for tops

Warrick entered the house of the alpha who, only hours before, had bought him out of a long line-up of other omegas. He, unlike the others, was larger, bigger ass, muscles, he was seen as being much better breeding stock than the more twink-looking omegas and therefore fetched a much, much higher price so he knew the alpha that bought him must come from money.

‘You - or I guess, we now, have a rather nice place here.’ he said, looking around the house. He was already in his heat - giving an extra perk. He wasn’t sure if that, and the scent he was giving off, was what sold the deal to him being bought or if the other wanted someone who looked like they could pop out a bunch of pups.

Most Alphas who decided to purchase an omega from a breeding stock company had to scream and shout at an auction, but Clark had simply sat back in an extremely posh hotel room, a glass of wine in his hand, while the company had paraded omega after omega in front of him. He’d thought his life had changed after making his first million at eighteen, but making his first billion at twenty-one had been like being handed the cheat codes to life.

He was a reclusive man. Nobody but family and his inner-most circle knew that he had no functioning sense of smell. There had been plenty of articles over his short height, though, which was unusual for an Alpha.

He chuckled at Warrick’s observation, and nodded while being oblivious to the fact that Warrick was already in his heat. His lack of smell made these things hard to detect. “I’ve had the staff clear out the room next to mine, and they will bring you whatever you like in order for you to nest however you want,” he explained, as he led the way upstairs.

Warrick had taken a few steps further into the room, still looking around in awe - before the breeding stock place his whole apartment could have fit in this room alone.

The alpha who’d just purchased him was different, definitely handsome, so he wasn’t displeased. There was a little blush over his cheek’s already, he’d often feel a little embarrassed being in heat when around someone new. Already his omega urges were to drop down for the other and let them have him.

“Thank you, Alpha - I can’t see it being all that long until I’m needing to nest like crazy,” he said with a shy smile.

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