Down the hall, one of Markus’s favorite Omegas was in another room getting ready to suck off James. He was a club officer, and thus had access to any Omega he wanted at any time. That is, except Kyle. Markus burst into the room just as James was unzipping his pants.
“Get the fuck out, James. Go have Jinx swallow your knob. I need Sam tonight,” he barked at the man.
“But we were just about to get started,” James protested.
“Get the fuck out now, or I’ll rip your head off. I’m the fucking Chief, you piece of shit. I’ll end you for talking back.” Markus was not in the mood for debate.
“Yes, Markus.” With that, James fled from the room to go find Jinx.
Sam was one of the MC favorites, and he often had Alphas fighting over which one got to visit his room that night. Usually, the answer was that they all went, bruised and bloodied, to take turns screwing him.
He was lean, but with a perky bubble butt and dark red hair. Every inch of him was inviting, and his ass was as tight as a virgin’s, no matter how many cocks it took.
He loved sucking dick and getting gangbanged. No matter how many men thrust their cock into his slick, willing ass, he always begged for more. But tonight, it looked like it was just going to be Sam and Markus.
“What can I do you for, Markus?” he asked him demurely.
“You can start by shutting that whore mouth of yours.” He was here to pretend he was Kyle and didn’t need to hear him speaking. It ruined the effect.
“Yes, Big Papa.”
“Oh, that’s good. Are you my clean little virgin? You hush now, and I’ll show you everything you need to know.”
Markus walked over to Sam’s dresser and riffled through the top drawer. He huffed and looked through another until he found what he was looking for.
After producing plain white cotton boxers, he walked over to Sam and thrust them into his hands. “Go in your bathroom and put these on. Slick your hair back. It’s too red. I need it darker.
When you come out, don’t say anything. Tonight, you’re my good little virgin Omega, and I’m about to pop your sweet cherry.”
Sam obeyed. He went into his bathroom and changed into the boxers. In addition to slicking his hair back, Sam washed off all his makeup. He had on some eyeliner and a dusting of sparkles across his cheeks. Some of the other Alphas liked that. He was a gorgeous Omega who looked ten years younger with his hair clean and the makeup washed off.
He walked back into the bedroom, and Markus had turned off the black lights and flipped on the regular room lights. This quick makeover took the room from looking like a dirty sex den to a normal bedroom. Sam walked over to Markus and stood before him with his eyes cast down and his hands clasped in front of him.
Markus tilted Sam’s chin up and planted a soft kiss on his lips without opening his eyes.
“Oh, Kyle. You’re so sweet.”
Sam didn’t usually allow the men to kiss him on the mouth, but this was Markus, and there was no denying him anything. Especially not if he wanted to maintain his rank as his head fuck boy.
Markus ran his hands down Sam’s arms and took his hands. “Do you want me, baby? Do you want me to make you a man?”
Sam nodded his head yes and he guided Markus over to the bed. Sam laid down, and Markus pulled his white boxers off slowly. He parted Sam’s legs and brought his face down to just above his cock.
“I’m going to get you ready. Would you like that?” he asked, and Sam nodded his head yes again.
Markus leaned in a little further and ran his tongue up Sam’s cock. Sam moaned and writhed. He tried to push him away gently and then giggled as if he was embarrassed.
“Now, honey, let me do this for you. You taste so good,” he said.
He used long, slow strokes of his tongue to bring Sam to the brink of orgasm, and then started sucking him off harder. Sam moaned loudly and started thrusting his hips up off the bed as he climaxed.
When he was finished sucking Sam off, Markus kissed the Omega and spit the cum into Sam’s mouth. The Omega swallowed it obediently and smiled.
“Now, Kyle, the rest of this isn’t going to be so sweet. You’re a sweet little peach, but we like to break our Omegas in rough.”
He bit Sam’s hip and shoved two fingers into his asshole. “Ah, nice and slick. Good.”
With that, he pulled out his fingers and thrust his hard cock into him. After a few minutes of hammering away at Sam’s asshole, he pulled out and flipped him over.
His hand wound through Sam’s hair and pulled it back forcefully. “Now it’s time to fill you up. You want all of Papa’s knot, right?”
Sam nodded his head as best he could with his hair pulled back in Markus’s hand. He thought this Kyle bitch was one lucky virgin.
Markus wanted to defile him in the most humiliating and painful ways. Fortunately for them both, this wouldn’t hurt Sam a bit.
He tried to pull away a bit to protect himself from what was coming next, and Markus slapped his ass hard enough to leave a welt. “Now don’t be like that, sugar. Show Big Papa what a good Omega you can be, and let me squeeze that little asshole around my cock. Make me come so I don’t have to beat you.”
Sam pushed his hips up a bit and clenched his muscles down around Markus’s cock hard.
“Good boy. Oh, Kyle. Oh god. You’re so tight, baby,” he said and lost control. He fucked Sam hard and deep until he couldn’t hold on anymore. Markus yanked Sam’s hair back as his cock shot a load of cum deep into his ass. He pulled out, gave his dick a few more hard pumps with his hand, and emptied the rest of his cum all over his ass cheeks and back.
Markus pulled his pants up and tucked his cock in. While he was buttoning up and throwing his shirt on, he said “Thanks for the ride, Sam. You might want to shower, you dirty bitch.” He bent over and kissed the top of his head before going out the door. Markus had promised Sam the knot, but the last thing he wanted to do was get one of the MC whores pregnant, so he pulled out before it could rise.
“Bye, Big Papa,” Sam said and gave him a wave.