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A muscle in Toji’s jaw clenched.
He’d been reclined on his couch with a beer in hand, browsing the usual sites when he stumbled on a video that was finally worth a pause. A sweet omega bent over on their bed in tiny shorts and thigh high socks, their hand lightly touching their ass before toying with their waistband and moving to push them down. Toji’s eyes followed hungrily, imagining what it would be like to spread that ass open and take what he wanted.
But when the omega stopped and turned their head around to look at the camera…Toji recognized the face.
Pretty green eyes stared back at him, framed under a curtain of messy black hair.
It was his own stupid kid.
Toji couldn’t quite figure out what his first thought had been. Or his second.
He only felt the anger that settled deep in his gut. Along with something else.
How long had he been doing this?
And how far did he go with it…
Did he fuck himself stupid with those fingers in his bedroom and let the whole internet watch?
His kid, the omega he was supposed to protect, making porn right under his roof and had no idea…
Alphas were fucked up. Who knows how many of them were looking for him right now, desperate to pop their knots in his cunt. Megumi didn’t know shit, didn’t understand how dangerous this was.
Unless…he met with them, too? Actually wanted to be used?
His fury was mounting more and more by the moment.
He couldn’t let any of this happen. Toji promised Megumi’s mother that he’d never let anyone harm the boy, especially other alphas looking to take advantage.
Toji stared into those eyes so long the screen went blurry.
Megumi was naive. He didn’t understand the way the world worked. Didn’t have the faintest clue what vile thoughts they had about omegas like him. He was unmated. Filming himself all alone in his room.
Toji had to protect him.
Maybe if he went on camera with him it would stop those alphas from thinking they had any real chance with the boy.
Toji’s eyes focused on his kid’s ass again.
All it would take was a hand. Just a big alpha hand touching his ass or something for a minute. He needed to show all the others that he wasn’t someone they could claim.
A hand. That’s it.
Convincing Megumi to let him do that…would never fucking happen. Not in a million years.
But what if the kid wasn’t thinking clearly?
And just like that, Toji hatched a plan.
He could replace one of Megumi’s heat suppressants with a pill that would induce it instead, so when he started filming that night, he’d be so delirious he wouldn’t know or care if it was his dad anymore.
Plus, the kid would probably make a shit ton of money like that. It was a win-win for everyone.
He closed the tab and pulled out a cigarette.
He’d have to call Shiu about the pills. But the guy was never one to ask questions.
~~~
Getting the stuff wasn’t hard, and switching Megumi’s pill out that evening gave him no trouble either. His son usually took his suppressants around dinner time with food, and didn’t pay any attention to the different color and shape of the pill he was popping in his mouth.
Toji smiled to himself. He couldn’t believe his luck.
His plan was gonna work after all.
Except he had to wait. He wasn’t going to knock on the door until Megumi was out of it. Too soon and it would fuck everything up. So he sat back and relaxed, kicking his feet up onto the dining table and taking a swig as he watched his kid walk into his room and shut the door behind him.
~~~
It wasn’t even a full hour later before sticky sweetness started to slip under the cracks of his door and waft into the living room.
Toji hadn’t smelled his son’s heat since that first time he presented as an omega several years ago, and had forgotten just how heady it was. It surrounded him, warmed him, stimulated his alpha senses and wrapped around his cock until it was hard to keep the reasonable thoughts in his head.
It’s Megumi, he reminded himself. It’s your own kid, you piece of shit. Stick with your plan.
Usually it wasn’t supposed to have an affect on family. Toji often wondered if the reason Megumi took these strong blockers without break to begin with was because of his dad’s reaction during his first one. Nothing happened, of course. Toji wasn’t that green.
But his body had reacted anyway.
He tried to give Megumi some water and his own scent changed in response. He ran outta there fast, but the damage was done. It was always a thing they just never talked about.
A soft, desperate whine ripped him from his thoughts, just barely audible over all of the television noise. He didn’t dare pause it, but turned his head to focus, zeroing in on the sound.
It was time.
He set down his drink and got to his feet, shoving his hands into his pockets nonchalantly as he made his way to Megumi’s door.
“Please…” the small voice begged on the other side. “Oh—”
Toji knocked. “You okay in there?”
He didn’t get a response, but he hadn’t expected one.
Toji pushed the door open and walked in, the full force of his son’s heat hitting him square in the face. His body reacted, muscles tensing as his own scent pumped from him, warmth twisting in his stomach. He stilled for a moment and took in short, quick breaths through his mouth, stretching the muscles in his neck back and forth until the tension lessened enough for him to move forward again.
Megumi barely registered that he was there.
Good.
His shirt and pants were in a heap on the floor beside his bed like he had taken them off in a hurry, and his hand was shoved under his slick- soaked underwear, his fingers moving slowly in a circle. He dipped them inside himself every so often to try to make that awful, gnawing ache subside, but it only made him gasp softly in defeat, more and more slick gushing out as he begged.
Megumi paused though, his nostrils fluttering to take in the rich, dominating scent of alpha.
“Please—” he choked, fingers moving faster, completely unaware that it was his own dad standing there watching him rub his pussy raw.
Toji knew heats could be torturous without help, but Megumi didn’t understand what he was asking for. Not really.
Toji just needed to get the other alphas to back off. A hand stroking up his thigh as he squirmed would do, and then he’d leave.
He kept repeating that in his mind as he dragged the tripod over and set it up on the edge of the bed. He opened the streaming app on the nearby laptop and checked to make sure his face wasn’t visible before going live. Climbing onto the bed slowly, he parted Megumi’s legs so he could sit upright between them, then he grabbed the smaller camera so he could get a nice close-up shot.
Toji focused on his hand, then lowered it onto his son’s thigh, lightly stroking up along the inside with the back of his knuckles.
Megumi’s skin was warm and slightly sticky to the touch. And as Toji started moving back down his son’s thigh with his fingertips, he noticed just how much the boy was trembling.
He looked good like this. All the usual stiffness and snark was gone, leaving behind a son that was soft and pliant instead. He’d probably do whatever his daddy told him to without complaint.
Toji’s hand traveled higher up his thigh until he could feel slick coat his fingers, the slippery wetness making his blood pump faster.
Behind him, the chat was pinging like crazy.
Huh, already? he thought, gently squeezing the soft flesh. That didn’t take long.
In only a few moments, he had done what he’d set out to do. All the alphas that wanted him now knew he was spoken for.
That was that.
But if that was true, why was there so much money rolling in?
Toji turned his head to the chat, curiosity getting the better of him.
There’s an alpha there with him?
Who the fuck is that? Dude’s hand is huge
I hope he wrecks that omega’s pussy
His knot would destroy that poor thing
Toji scanned message after message until his chest started to vibrate, his alpha reacting like they were challengers. He looked back to his son who stirred in response to his dad’s protectiveness, squirming as his fingers uselessly fucked into his cunt, his face and chest a rosy pink.
His anger flared up imagining these alphas getting their hands on his son, using his holes however they wanted while he was too weak to fight them off. How they’d fuck him hard and rough, forcing him to take their knots.
He should leave. He knew he should leave before these fantasies started consuming him.
But even as he thought that, warmth rushed to his cock. He closed his eyes, his head falling back as he breathed the scent of Megumi’s heat in deeply, his hand still moving in idle strokes along his thigh, and the sound of his son’s gushy cunt inviting him in.
Every part of Toji’s body was begging for a taste. Knotting him was out of the question, but what if he just got Megumi off? Gave these viewers a show to get them to back off for good, and help ease the suffering he caused, too.
The money they would make…they’d be living good for months.
He stared down at his son’s flushed face, his eyes darkening as his once simple plan warped in his mind.
Megumi whined pitifully.
“Shh, shh, darling. I’m here to help you with your shoot,” Toji said, scenting the air a little to calm him. “Lemme get these off. It’ll be easier with them outta the way, don’t you think?”
Toji’s head spun as he pulled Megumi’s underwear off and leaned in closer. He eased his son’s legs further apart to get a good shot, then slid his thumb over the slicked up mess.
He felt filthy doing this, each stroke of his thumb dragging him deeper into hell. But Toji always thought there was nothing more thrilling than a mistake while he was still making it. Hot, tainted arousal pumped through his veins and he gripped camera firmly, his fangs lengthening for the first time in years.
He slid a finger inside up to his first knuckle, exhaling sharply breath as warmth gripped around him.
“Please…alpha. Please—” Megumi mumbled, nibbling at his lip shyly. His hands went up to touch his flushed chest, tugging gently at his nipples. “D-deeper, I need it—“
Fuck.
He was tight. So fucking tight Toji wondered if he was a virgin.
There were always toys strewn around the bed during his livestreams but he’d never actually seen his kid use any of them. He barely ever took those little shorts off at all.
It didn’t matter. It wasn’t going to be more than a finger, anyway.
Toji slid in as deep as he could go and paused there, feeling every little spasm of his son’s quivering pussy before starting to drag it back out again.
Over, and over, and over.
He watched his finger disappearing into his son’s cunt through the camera lens, zooming in closer to get a shot of the slick dripping down over his hand. It was then that he realized he couldn’t ignore his cock anymore. Hard and throbbing, he was finding it hard to focus.
His boy smelled…fucking delicious. He was sweet. So, so sweet that drool wet his fangs. His tongue darted out of his scarred mouth, tracing his canine. His appetite was getting the better of him.
“A-Alpha,” Megumi moaned, grinding his hips to urge the finger deeper, his cunt making squelching sounds as he moved.
It was so lewd Toji snapped.
He dropped the camera onto the bed and pushed his son’s legs back, lowering his head between them. He didn’t give a fuck if his face was shown anymore. He needed a taste.
He devoured him, lapping up the slick that drenched his cunt in long strokes, gathering his sons wrists into his hand when the boy tried to grasp onto Toji’s hair in a trembling panic.
Toji bullied a second finger into his tight pussy, moving them in time with his tongue strokes.
The kid tasted even better than he smelled. He groaned as he swallowed, his chest vibrating with satisfaction.
He could hear the chat going crazy behind him, ping after ping, and Toji’s cock strained in his pants imagining what all the comments were saying.
More moans spilled from Megumi’s lips between breaths and gulps as his own father feasted on him. Toji latched onto his clit and suckled, angling his fingers upward. And only a moment or two later did the boy start to tense up, his cunt trying to lock him in place. Omegas did this to ensure the knot would pop nice and deep, but these were only his fingers so that meant he—
Megumi’s back arched and he cried out, his orgasm crashing into him, hands thrashing uselessly in his daddy’s firm hold.
It was impossible to stop. His fingers kept fucking themselves into that tight omega heat, and his tongue kept lashing against his clit, so desperate to taste more of him.
Another orgasm hit Megumi right where the last one left off, his legs trying to close together to cease the onslaught. When it didn’t stop, he broke apart with a whine, bucking his hips before spraying squirt in his daddy’s face.
Toji swallowed it down with a growl, fingers fucking him faster even as his son tried to lock them in again.
It was so divine he forgot himself entirely, his alpha taking over at last, his instincts overwhelming his senses.
He unlatched, pulled his fingers out and sat upright. He pushed his pants off and pulled his shirt over his head, noticing his scent had changed. Deeper, spicy.
And he knew what that meant. How powerless he was to stop it now.
He wrapped his hand around his twitching, leaking cock and rubbed it against the drenched folds of his son’s cunt, pressing the head in to test how easy his kid could take his size.
“You want my knot, don’t you baby?” he asked, hesitating at his entrance for as long as he could manage.
“P-please I need it,” the boy whimpered. “I’ll die without it. Please alpha-a. Fuck me—”
The words were so fucking vulgar his head was spinning. He never imagined his own son begging for his cock like a slut. It was unreal.
Something about how wrong it all was…how it wasn’t supposed to be happening, how every inch of his body needed to fuck into him so deep and breed his little cunt…it made him lose his mind.
Toji plunged deep into Megumi in one stroke, stretching him open and forcing his cunt to take him to the hilt. He buried himself inside and had to stop again, the walls clenching around him too deliciously tight.
He had to be the first one.
His son’s first.
The only alpha to ever be inside him, the first to ever feel his precious little omega pussy clenching around him so greedily. Sopping wet, velvety soft and milking him so hard he worried he’d pop his knot before he even started moving properly.
Toji stared into his son’s teary green eyes and could tell they still held no recognition. The only thing on his son’s mind was the massive cock splitting him open. He probably wasn’t even aware he was losing his virginity for real instead of it being some dream.
A sickness- a possessiveness- washed over him, making him groan.
He had won.
Toji slammed into him rough, overwhelmed with the need to claim him. He was too tight, but so fucking drenched Toji made it fit anyway, made himself move. He fucked into him hard and fast, his hands pinning his son’s thighs back to keep him still as he used him how he wanted.
Divine, it was perfect.
Easily the best omega cunt he had ever had in his life and it was all for him.
“So good for your daddy, aren’t you?” he asked hotly, pleased with how his boy was submitting for him.
It was all so perfect that he hadn’t even caught his mistake until he heard the uproar of pings that followed. And the alarmed look in his son’s eyes as he squinted through his fever back at him.
“Dad?” Megumi gasped, covering his mouth with his hand, his cunt clamping down in surprise. “Wait—”
But Toji couldn’t pretend he didn’t love every second of getting caught. It made his cock too hard having Megumi know that he was the first one. That he was the one Megumi wanted a knot from so desperately, begging his own father to fuck him on camera in front of thousands.
“Shh don’t worry, baby. Daddy is gonna give you what you need. You don’t gotta worry—”
“Dad, we can’t—“ Megumi whined. His hands grabbed at the muscular arms wrapped around his thighs, squirming to get away from the cock that drilled into him relentlessly. “Please—“
Toji leaned forward and grabbed his chin, pulling him into a kiss. His son fought him at first but then melted into it, just like Toji knew he would. He deepened the kiss, opening his mouth more so his tongue could sweep in.
Such a pretty little slut for him.
Toji tasted all his soft moans in his mouth, each more forbidden than the last.
“You’re mine, baby,” he said, breaking the kiss and wrapping his hand around his son’s throat. “Daddy’s gonna give you that knot. I’m gonna breed your tight little cunt til you’re swollen with my pups.”
Megumi shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut as if not being able to see what was happening made it any less sinful. But then he started to tense up, and Toji knew his son loved it just as much as he did.
“N-no you can’t. It’s not gonna fit—“
“Daddy’s gonna make it fit.” Toji’s hand tightened around his throat harder to subdue him, then leaned in close, sinking his fangs into his flesh at the base of his son’s neck to claim him.
Toji’s cock swelled, and the impossible stretch of Megumi’s cunt had him thrashing again, fighting Toji’s hold on him. He tried desperately to get away as his belly bulged, but his daddy’s bite forced him into submission.
“No, no, no—“ Megumi cried between panicked breaths, but then he shattered, his pussy clenching around his daddy’s length so tight it strangled it, locking him in place. Squirt gushed from him as he came, the knot lodged deep in his cunt too intense for him to handle.
“Good boy, that’s it. Take daddy’s knot.”
Toji’s orgasm was milked from him slow and deep, the locking between them sending waves of pleasure pulsing down his spine and radiating its warmth through his whole body. He urged his hips forward, uselessly rutting into him to get deeper even though he was securely stuck in place.
He groaned against his son’s neck as he came, licking his sticky sweet scenting gland and spilling wave after wave of his seed inside him.
The best fucking orgasm of his life.
It took a few minutes before his knot went down, so he kept licking and sucking on his son’s soft skin until he was able to pull out.
Toji sat up and caught his breath, turning toward the laptop to check all the comments that had been left. And the money. They made more in an hour than Toji made in six months, easy.
Megumi flipped himself over onto his belly and purred, his hand diving between his legs to rub his cunt, the ache already tormenting him again. He dipped his fingers inside and spread his folds open so that his daddy’s cum dripped out vulgarly.
He glowed from their mating, making it even more obscene.
Maybe Toji wouldn’t have to work the rest of the year.