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Patreon Compilation – Fic#192 – Blast From The Past!
🕑 Added 2022-08-03 05:48:41 +0000 UTCThis week's fic is a 'blast from the past' fic! To see on why that is, please have a small look into the pinned post. As already stated there, I can't encourage you enough to link your patreon to discord to have a peek into the patron-only channel – or to DM me for further info if you can't/don't want to link. Thank you!
Readable for all tiers this time :)
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This blast from the past is Patreon Comp Fic#12! Please enjoy this Jack/Gabriel/Jack!
ABO; double penetration; submissive pissing; rimming – There was a freak accident and now Jack is split into a bad and a... well.. kind of good version of himself, much to Gabriel's dismay.
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Gabriel has not expected the assault in his own rooms, so when he is still distracted by the sudden appearance of a smiling Jack in the front, Morrison has no problem to getting the jump on him from the back.
His rough and confused “Morrison? What the fuck are you doing-” is interrupted when two fists slam down on the back of his head. He goes down like a sack of bricks.
The floor rumbles when the heavy Alpha hits the ground, leaving the other two standing and grinning at each other with a distinct air of derangement.
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Jack Morrison - the real Jack Morrison - would never have let it come this far.
Gabriel knows he had been interested but he had been an Alpha with integrity and a certain kind of underhanded gentleness – maybe even shyness – that had stayed his hand from divulging his badly hidden secret.
The accident that has ripped him apart into this new, curious state of being, has obviously upset whatever balance he had previously held.
Gabriel can’t keep the slight whine of panic out of his growls as he fights against the hold one of them has on him. They look identical from head to toe; both just as huge and muscled as Gabriel himself – and there is little he can do when the room still swims around him with what he assumes is a mild to severe concussion.
“Shhh, babe,” the one at his head croons. His knees are on Gabriel’s biceps, shins pressing down on his forearms, keeping him down on the bed with ease while his hands are free to gently rub his ribs up and down, then touch curiously enough his armpits.
It tickles in a weird way that makes him squirm, his speech slurred as he demands to be freed.
“No can do,” the other one murmurs. His voice has a bit more of a mean edge; colder and rougher with a distinct laugh as if he thinks Gabriel’s slowly mounting panic is the funniest thing in the world. “I’ve-” he corrects himself immediately, “We’ve been waiting for this so long. We don’t want to lose more time in taming us a mate.”
Gabriel’s breathing kicks up, panic surging despite his efforts to keep a level head. The air is thick with the overbearing pheromones of two other Alphas that are excited and horny. He is nauseous, head turning to the side as he has to retch though nothing comes off it.
The one at his head is crooning at him again, trying to soothe him while his big hands slide down, cupping his pecs and thumbing at his nipples with slow, hypnotizing motions.
“There’s no need to be so upset,” he tells him, not unkindly. “We want you, so you will belong to us. It is easy as that.”
Gabriel pulls in a shuddering breath of air and wants to scream, but the noise is muffled within seconds by one large, warm hand.
The other one between his knees, shakes his head with amusement and hikes Gabriel’s legs up over his shoulders while he starts hunkering down.
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They prepare him like doting Alphas would an Omega. One is between his legs, nosing beneath his heavy, swollen testicles to get at his ass, tongue dragging wet and intrusive across the nervously clenching muscle, and the other is playing with his chest, cupping and squeezing.
He pinches and pulls at his nipples like he is a bovine, trying to ply some milk from him, and Gabriel is ashamed to feel his body reacting to the ministrations.
“There you go… I knew you’d be a good lay. Fuck, look at that nice juicy clit you got there.” Morrison – the one between his legs – has stopped getting him wet and messy with spit in favor of ogling Gabriel’s cock that has plumped up almost shyly.
Gabriel bares his teeth, canines long and sharp, but every and all bucking and struggling is weak and uncoordinated. Jack’s hand pats his cheek, looking into his eyes deeply, then up at Morrison who has taken his own cock in hand, looking the gorgeous Alpha between them up and down.
“We should get this over with. I think he needs medical attention after.”
Morrison grins, eyes gleaming like a lunatic.
“He sure as hell will.”
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Gabriel is howling into the gag they have forced between his teeth. He has never been penetrated like this: little care to carefully stretching his Alpha body that is so unused to being on the receiving end – and then two fat cocks at once, one nudging carefully as the other fucks in brutally.
It is like a fever dream, no… nightmare. He feels like he will choke if he actually is sick – the other Alphas are so into trying to squeeze their cocks into the panicked, hot clutch of his body that he does not think they would notice if he were to pass out on them.
Morrison at is front is merciless, his hot, wet mouth on Gabriel’s chest, sucking insistently at his nipples with a pressure that starts to ache just as much as anything else they do to him. His chest feels hot and tight, nipples plump and puffy whenever he lets go of him with a loud, humiliating pop-
Yet nothing can quite distract him from the feeling of two Alpha cocks stretching his hole, so big and hot as they fuck into him, forcing his tender, panicked muscles to stretch impossibly wide as they force him to take all of them and more.
He is disoriented and sloppy, arms just holding on for dear life as they use their combined strength to move an Alpha as big and heavy as he on their cocks.
The pressure in his chest becomes unbearable to the point of delirious pain, tears slowly dripping down his cheeks as he howls through the sensation and tries to push Morrison’s infernal mouth away from his nipples-
Until he realizes that he is no longer sucking and biting on them; hasn’t been for a couple minutes now, in fact.
The bouncing ceases for one long, thankful moment, and in the ensuing confused fog of pain and sorrow, Gabriel can hear the voice of his erstwhile friend, though a lot cooler and harsher than it had ever been before: “Look at this… he wants to feed us. I knew he’d come around. What a good boy.”
There’s milk dripping down his abs from the swollen, abused tips of his nipples. Gabriel can smell how sickly sweet it is, but he can’t quite comprehend it.
The two Alphas swarm him like locusts, urging him this way and that so that Jack can curl around beneath his arm and get his greedy fucking mouth on the sore, hurting teat while Morrison does the same, as ravenous and merciless as before when Gabriel’s body hadn’t been a fucking traitor yet.
They are euphoric; he can smell it in the pungent, choking scent of the hormones they exude like a poisonous fog. They think he wants to provide for them, and the fact that his tits are not fucking stopping with this madness makes him think, half-crazed, that it actually has to be this way.
In the seconds before the Grand Finale Gabriel thinks, desolate and broken, that he is ruined for the military. For normal fucking life. He does not think he’ll ever be able to smell another Alpha again without having to be sick on the spot; doesn’t, in fact, think he can tolerate his own smell…
And then they knot him.
Something has to tear, he just knows it. There is no way he is staying in tact when two Alphas as big and well-endowed as Jack Morrison are knotting him at the same time. The pressure is gradual but not as slow as he would have liked. They bloat him like a goddamn balloon, and there is no way- there is… there is no fucking way-
Gabriel is howling, screaming into his gag, his body shaking and helpless as he loses control over it. The scent of his piss is acrid as it pools hot and humiliating in his lap.
The two Alphas growl like dogs, closing in on either side of him, any shred of humanity that they might have still possessed lost to the animal need to claim when their victim submits in the panicked hope they will not kill him in the process of their frenzied mating.
Their bites as they tear into his neck left and right are almost negligible in the face of all the other violations that Gabriel can’t even hope to process.
And finally, finally he passes out.
