Wednesday, August 29, 2018
Last Seandays: The Alpha - Pt2.
It was three hours into the party, and I was well on the way to being out of my head inside Jack. One of the dark corners of the room caught my eye, it was Mark I recognised his black t-shirt and brown skinny jeans. It looked like he was getting serious with a fit blonde. Paul sidled up next to me and nudged me. "You having fun?" He asked.
I leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Hell yeah, Jack's always hard, and when I bark people jump," I grinned. "Except for that blonde over there," I nodded at the corner. "Maybe I should jump into Mark?"
Paul leaned on the bar and looked up at me. "You should ask, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind."
"Ask? I didn't think I needed permission," I retorted.
"You don't, but Craig is inside Mark at the moment."
I do a double take at Paul, and realised I was talking to the real Jock. "Fuck, when did he swap out of you?" I asked.
"Just after we arrived. We hooked up with Tony in one of the back rooms," he replied.
"But Tony isn't gay."
"No, but he was very receptive after Craig whispered in his ear. He told Tony to forget all about it, and then he told me never to mention it to anyone. But you asked, and you know," he paused. "You're my master an' all."
"Go tell Mark I want to swap with him," I whispered. Paul nodded and made his way through the crowd. After whispering in his ear Mark glanced over and nodded pointing to one of the back rooms.
"You having fun?" He asked as he closed the door.
"Fuck yeah! Jack's a total stud." I showed him the inside of my arm where some phone numbers were written. "But you're with the only one that turned me down."
"Oh right, no problem buddy," he laughed. Mark spasmed and his head dropped as Craig pulled out of his back.
I rolled Jack's shoulders forward and dropped his head. I growled under my breath and pulled myself out from deep within. I blinked a few times and looked at the alpha's broad shoulders.
There was a knock on the door and Tony poked his head around the corner. "Come in Tony," Craig smiled. "What's up?"
He rubbed the back of his head nervously. "This guy has been following me around getting me drinks, I dunno. I've got some feelings, and I'm a bit confused about what to do."
Craig walked over to Tony and rested a hand on his shoulder. He said something to him, but I didn't quite catch it. Tony nodded, and I watched as Craig pushed himself into Tony. "Well, I'm going to find this guy see what he wants," he said with a smirk.
I walked up behind Mark and pushed into him. I let out a groan and looked up. Jack's head was still down and I shook him gently. He let out a groan and looked up at me rolling his shoulders. "Hey Mark."
"Hey Jack, you're a stud, and you're my favourite," I told him, and he blushed. "I'll be back for you later my friend, but I've got a hot blonde just begging to hang off my dick." I slapped him on the back and watched him leave.
I returned to the party and hooked up with the blonde. Using all of Mark's persona I soon had them in one of the back rooms. Mark's technique is hard and sweaty, and it's not long before my jeans were around my ankles face fucking them deep and hard. When I was spent I dismissed them telling them to just *fuck off*.
I collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. The door opened and closed, but I couldn't see who it was. They laid next to me; it was Jack. He turned onto his side and looked at me, and I looked into his bright blue eyes. Slowly he leaned forward and kissed me gently, I pulled back a little surprised. He then leaned in again kissing, biting and exploring, this time I let him.
He started to kiss my neck and then worked his way down Mark's torso; the jock I was wearing. I gasped as he jerked me off a couple of times; I was instantly hard. I swallowed hard and grasped at the bed sheets feeling Jack's lips around my shaft. He worked hard, sucking, taking my dick all the way and working it with his throat. I let out a groan and my back arched as I shot my load.
I relaxed and closed my eyes, spent again. "Hey Mark," Jack whispered.
I lazily opened my eyes, and saw Jack laying on the bed next to me. I sifted through Mark's memories, he thought Jack was one hundred per cent straight.
Jack smiled, and licked his lips, and there was a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Craig, is that you in there?" I grinned.
"You got me Bro'," he said with a laugh. "Snagged Jack when he came to tell Tony about being your favourite. How could I resist?" He chuckled. "So, we may as well hang out as Mark and Jack I guess. I've got nothing planned for the next couple of days... weeks..."
I gave him a hug. "And I wouldn't be your Bro' if I wasn't here to keep you company."
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Nicely written as usual....
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