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Alan's life was sad and lonely. Since his breakup with Wen more than four years earlier, he hadn't shared a bed with anyone else, not even during his most intense ruts. At his 32, he could be considered a lone wolf.
At the bank where he worked, all his colleagues talked behind his back about what might be wrong with him. How could an Alpha as attractive and with such a good body as Alan have been single for so long? Many Omegas at the bank had tried to hit on him, both men and women, but it had always been in vain. Alan hadn't paid the slightest attention to any of their attempts to sneak into the Alpha's bed. In the end, they all came to the conclusion that something must be wrong with Alan, since it wasn't normal for an Alpha to reject such offers.
The truth is Alan stopped believing in love since he broke up with Wen. He preferred to be alone than go through such a traumatic experience again. He still hadn't fully recovered from the breakup after four long years. Alan could still remember how boisterous and joyful his laughter was, how contagious it was. He could still remember the taste of his kisses, the feel of his skin, and the sound of his moans when he climaxed during their nights together, promising each other eternal love.
More than once, he'd considered seeking company during his ruts, someone to spend time with and later I don't remember if I've ever seen you before. But Alan was afraid of ending up feeling something for that person, or that the other person would have feelings for him, so the idea was always rejected in his mind, and he ended up spending his ruts by jerking off nonstop over and over again in the privacy and solitude of his room. He'd rather end up with a sore arm and hand than have his heart broken again.
Alan had hardly any friends left, since almost all of them were acquaintances of Wen , who began to lose contact with him when they broke up.
One afternoon, upon returning from work, he found a curious pamphlet in his mailbox. “Omegas at your service.” The title of the pamphlet caught his attention, so he continued reading: “Ready to appease the strongest and hottest rut of any Alpha. Exhaustively trained to serve and give pleasure. Available at any time. 100% professional, discreet and commitment-free.”
The truth is, Alan knew about the existence of companies like this one; he'd heard about them several times from his Alpha colleagues at the bank. He'd even heard some recount their experiences with them, commenting that they were the best in the world and that their services were pure gold, that they'd spent the best ruts of their lives with those Omegas. There were even some who were regulars there, rut after rut, as it was too great temptation and too exquisite pleasure to pass up. No strings attached, no commitments. You paid what they asked and enjoyed the entire rut with the Omega assigned to you.
Alan's jealousy was about to fall, what if... NO . His mind immediately dismissed the idea as the stupidest in the world, so he ended up throwing the pamphlet in the kitchen bin and forgetting about it completely.
After dinner that night, Alan began to feel a scorching heat begin to burn inside him, and his cock, which began to throb in need of immediate attention, was rising like a rock in his pants. It was here, his rut was beginning.
Alan quickly took a cold shower, and later lay down on his bed, ready to spend the next two days jerking off nonstop until his rut ended, like every time. He knew it was very sad to go through his rut like that, especially knowing he could have any Omega he wanted at his feet, sharing his bed. He'd never been short of offers, but Wen's ghost continued to haunt him everywhere.
That decision had consequences. Every time he went through his rut without an Omega by his side, the next rut was worse and harder.
This time, his rut came too hard, tremendously hard, like never before. After, in less than 30 minutes, having jerked off about 8 or 9 times in a row without stopping and having his arms almost numb from the effort, he still needed more… his cock was still screaming for attention, erect and hard as a rock. There was no human way to satisfy himself, and orgasm after orgasm, his body begged for more and more attention.
Alan was starting to worry. His ruts were hard, but them had never reached this level. His mind at that moment, fueled by pure desperation and desire, could only think of one thing. What he needed was a…
Suddenly, his mind lit up, and he scrambled to his feet and stumbled to the kitchen, where he rummaged through the trash until he found the pamphlet of Omegas at your service, which he had thrown away a few hours earlier because it seemed like an absurd idea. It still seemed absurd to him now, but in his current state, his desperation to quench the rut and desire burning inside him clouded his mind.
His fingers trembled as he dialed the number on his phone with one hand, while with the other he masturbated again on the kitchen floor, trying to find some kind of relief, even only for a moment, of the needs of his erect member, which continued to throb under his hand without ceasing.
“Omegas at your service. Tell me, how can I help you?” - said a sweet and affectionate voice on the other end of the line.
“I need a… ahhh ! Right now… ahh !! It’s urgent… AAHHHH” - Alan managed to utter as he climaxed right then, filling his hand and stomach with his cum. His breathing was shallow and quick.
"I understand. Don't worry, Sir. We have what you need. I can see it's a pretty serious case, and we have just the person for it. Give me your address, and we'll send someone right over" - said the voice on the other end of the phone.
When Alan hung up the phone after giving them his address as best he could, he thought he had done the biggest stupidity in the world, that it was all going to be surely a bad joke and the person who answered the phone right now was laughing out loud at him for being so needy and desperate.
About 10 minutes later, Alan's apartment doorbell rang. He stood up as best he could and walked to the door, peering through the peephole before opening it. A slightly younger, slightly diminute boy stood on the other side of the door.
Alan opened the door, naked, his current state leaving him unable to feel any shame. A mighty scent of Omega invaded his nostrils and made him salivate.
“Hello! I'm Longtae, and I'm from Omegas at your service” - greeted the Omega on the other side of the door. After looking Alan up and down, he smiled and said - “Wow, that seems like a pretty strong rut, huh? Don't worry, I'm here to help you ease that” - with that, the Omega entered Alan's apartment.
When Alan turned around after closing the door to his apartment behind the Omega, he was unable to process what was happening in front of him. The newly arrived Omega had just taken off the trench coat he was wearing, underneath which, he was completely naked!!!
Alan felt his cock begin to throb with excitement having such a Greek god in front of him. The Omega's body was muscular and smooth. His face was the envy of any angel in heaven. His eyes were beautiful, brown, looking very innocent but with a small spark of lust inside.His lips, oh his lips! They were perfect and soft. Alan couldn't help but imagine them surrounding his cock while fucking his mouth. His ass buttocks were like two perfect apples, like the fruit from the forbidden tree of Eden, waiting to be bitten by someone. His cock, which was fully erect, dripping with pre-cum, anticipating everything that was to come. His voice was musical and sweet, like a little boy's. And his smell, oh my God, his smell! It was sweet, very sweet, and it was driving him crazy.
And the icing on the cake, the Omega was wearing a dildo, which he began to pull out at that moment. Alan's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw that the dildo was about the size of a large banana.
The Omega giggled at the Alpha's expression - "Since this is your first time hiring our services, I had to come prepared for whatever I might find, which, believe me, from what I'm seeing, isn't a small thing. I did well to choose this model" - said the Omega licking his lips.
Alan's mind was racing at that moment. He was completely mesmerised by the Omega's beauty, who, having removed the dildo, was slicking nonstop. Alan had to fight his instincts at that moment, from grabbing him by the waist and fucking him right there without warning.
“There’s only one rule, you can’t cum inside me without a condom, understood? I can’t risk getting pregnant. And about this” - said the Omega, touching the collar around his neck - “it’s forbidden to take it off. I wear it as a precaution. More than one Alpha, in a moment of euphoria, had tried to bite me. Remember I wear it, or you could end up with a broken fang, be careful!” - said the Omega giggling - “That said, you can do whatever you want to me. I’m open to anything, and as many times as you need. I’m all yours during this rut, Alan.”
Hearing the Omega call his name was the final straw, allowing Alan's most primal Alpha instincts to finally take complete control of his mind. He wanted to fuck the Omega in every way possible. To slide his cock inside him, again and again, without stopping, fast, hard and steady... until there was no more cum left in his body to expel.
Pulling the Omega towards him with a yank of his arm, he grabbed him by the waist and carried him to the bed, throwing him on top of it.
Alan positioned himself between the Omega's open legs and placed his knees on top of his shoulders to gain better access and penetrate deeper inside him. He remembered in time that he couldn't cum inside the Omega without a condom, so he took a couple of boxes of condoms from a drawer in the nightstand. He opened one of them and scattered them all over the bed. He was sure he was going to need them, so he had them close at hand. He tore open one of the packets with his teeth, while the Omega was biting his lips in anticipation.
“Ohh! I see you're the tough one, just the way I like it, perfect. I have a feeling we're going to have a great time together” - said the Omega grinning sideways.
The Omega's words drew a guttural, primal growl from Alan's throat, causing him to grab the Omega's hips firmly once he finished putting on the condom and slide his cock deep inside him, causing them both to moan in pleasure at the same time.