Patreon Compilation – Fic#67 – Reaper/Soldier76 – cont of drabble – breeding stocks; good sex; talking during sex; sexwork – Losing It

This is a continuation of this reward drabble 

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“Do you want me to… prepare you?” Jack asks after he’s swiped his card in Gabriel’s line of vision and made sure he saw the light flashing green for a second. He is behind Gabriel and gently palms his ass. It’s nice and round (... downright fat… and fuck… he likes fat asses), and when he gently pulls it apart, his mouth runs dry at the sight of his wet hole.

He must have let a couple Alphas mount up without cleaning in between. Jack is so goddamn lucky for once.

His hole looks soft and… used.

“Nah, that’s alright,” Gabriel says. He’s stretching himself as much as is possible in his current position, and Jack thinks it is stupidly endearing. Gabriel seems calm and almost a bit bored as he lets Jack get his bearings to finally start.

Jack gives his ass a gentle squeeze, then lets go for a moment to open his pants and get his dick out. The hairy Alpha on the other end of the stocks is still laying into the pretty Asian man. He has taken a hold of the top of the stocks and is just fucking him like a bull which Jack finds is pretty impressive.

“What’s your name, stud?” Gabriel’s voice pulls him back. He flushes dully, embarrassed about having looked around and stared at other customers while he’s supposed to be taking care of his own needs. He’s not sure if Gabriel has seen it; some like to have little mirrors to see what their customers are up to but he can’t see anything glinting anywhere around Gabriel.

“Oh. Ah.” God, he’s as awkward as a teen, fumbling through the whole thing as if he weren’t a high ranking officer in the army and is very used to frequenting the stocks. “Sorry. Did I not tell you? It’s Jack.”

“Hmmnnn alright,” Gabriel says. He sounds like he actually believes him and is a bit annoyed that Jack would use such an unimaginative name, and that makes him flush even hotter.

“Do your worst, Jackieboy,” Gabriel croons and then arches his back presents him his ass. Jack’s heart starts beating in his throat as he gently grasps Gabriel’s hip with one hand and guides his dick towards his glistening, pre-used hole with the other.

He still has no idea what gender Gabriel is, but he’ll find it out now.

He sinks in smooth and without any trouble, and Gabriel sighs like he’s dipping into a nice, hot bath after a long day at work. The sound simply… sticks with Jack for some reason. It’ll be the clearest thing that’ll still be in his mind later when he makes his way back to his car, sated and knowing that he’ll have to visit Gabriel again sooner rather than later.

He brushes his hand along Gabriel’s spine now that he doesn’t have to guide his cock anymore. There are a few tourists walking past them, having a little gawk as they go, but Jack doesn’t mind the audience. He never has.

Gabriel is molten around him, the previous loads making him squishy and slippery in a way that has Jack almost go cross-eyed. He gently rocks, and Gabriel makes a low sound that Jack can feel rumbling against the palm pressed gently between his shoulder blades.

Was that a purr…?

“Faster,” Gabriel demands softly, and Jack shuffles his feet apart to oblige. The surrounding world starts to fade away as he furrows his brow and focuses solely on the man in the stockades whose hole is sucking him in like a lewd little mouth. Every time he pushes into his guts, there is a wet smacking sound of old cum getting pushed out past his dick, and it zings through Jack’s body like lightning.

“You’re… youre amazing,” he says softly. Gabriel doesn’t answer for a few thrusts... long enough that Jack thinks he might not like to talk while working until he suddenly says: “You feel so good… fuck… haven’t had one as big as you today.”

He can’t tell if it’s just talk to stroke his ego or if Gabriel means it, but it sure sounds nice. Jack grabs his hips tighter, moving his foot to gently kick Gabriel’s legs farther apart. Gabriel grunts, body moving as if he has tried to peer behind him, but Jack can’t quite tell through the stocks.

“I love used holes,” Jack admits, leaning slightly over Gabriel’s broad back. “I love how slick and warm they are…”

He can feel Gabriel clenching around him for the first time; it feels entirely involuntary. A nice warm hug around his dick, keeping him snug and secure inside Gabriel’s hot guts. Maybe does not only not mind talking while working but actually… likes it.

“L-Look at you… suddenly being so brave…” there’s a teasing lilt in Gabriel’s voice that catches Jack off-guard. He flushes slightly. The thought of Gabriel having fun while taking his cock for work is… it’s really good. His arms slowly curl around Gabriel’s hips, holding on in a weird little hug while his hips go on auto-pilot.

He fucks him with quick little pap pap paps of his cock drilling into Gabriel and displacing the thick amounts of cum already deposited inside him. If Gabriel minds him hanging on to him like an ape, he does not say a peep about it.

In fact, he is breathing deep and a bit wheezing; like he is trying very hard not to be too loud while he gets his belly warmed up all anew.

“It’s so… it’s so hot,” Jack says softly, feeling like they’re in their own little bubble. The stocks worker next to them has gotten a customer as well, and they’re well within earshot but it’s just etiquette to be as discreet as possible with other’s uses of the utilities.

“Having you work so many people in a day, that is,” he clarifies awkwardly, his own breathing harsher as well, knot gently swelling just a bit and adding to the sensation as it pops in and out of Gabriel’s rim. It is so accommodating; spreading so very willingly for him.

Gabriel laughs breathlessly. Jack is used to that… his dirty talk is pretty shit he’s been told a ton of times. Gabriel’s voice hasn’t lost it’s teasing lilt though when he speaks again: “You’re a little sweetheart, aren’t you? Sure you’re in the military?”

Jack doesn’t know what to say. He feels so hot and excited. His nose is mashed between Gabriel’s shoulder blades, eyes half closed as he inhales his scent deeply, and maybe a bit rudely. He is sure a thousand men before him have found this little sweet spot high on Gabriel’s back, sniffing him, scenting how surprisingly soft and Omegan he tastes on the back of the palate.

It’s so hot to think how many Gabriel has had mount up already. How very decidedly unvirginal he is. How he bears down and groans and sounds like he loves doing what he’s doing.

If Gabriel thinks it is rude getting scented like this, he does not call Jack out on it.

He actually starts hunching his hips down, making it harder for Jack to fuck quick and nasty into him. He has to stand up a bit, hearing the whine of protest, though it seems like Gabriel is entirely unable to straighten his back again and present like a professional.

“‘M s-sorry,” he stutters barely intelligible on the other side of the stocks. “You’re… fuck… y-you’re just hitting that s-spot…!”

Jack doesn’t mind. He doesn’t mind at all. Gabriel’s enjoyment of getting dicked by him is so unexpected yet so good, he can deal with having to work for this afternoon delight. He goes into his knees slightly to fuck up into the Omega while Gabriel is making choked little sounds and curls his hips even more, hunching them as if trying to get away from the intense feeling of Jack’s cock hitting that good special place inside him.

“You’re good, you’re good!” he assures, fingers digging into the tops of Gabriel’s thick, muscular thighs. “May I knot?” Jack asks, his rough voice cracking while his toes curl in his boots and he feels a bit light-headed. The stocks are making a clacking noises from Gabriel trying to move so much inside them as if he’s nodding which Jack can’t see.

“Yes! Fuck!” Gabriel cries, coming even before Jack has the opportunity to knot inside him, insides clenching on Jack’s cock tight and delicious.

.o.

“Do you have a work phone?” Jack asks softly after he’s swiped his card again for the extra knotting and the light has flared green. Gabriel is sweaty. He’s pushed the stocks open the second Jack’s knot has gone down enough to have him pull out and take a deluge of cum with him.

He is moving a bit restlessly, his face glassy. Seeing him standing in all his glory is entirely too distracting. He’s naked except his boots but doesn’t seem to care one bit which is… very attractive.

He blinks slowly, staring a bit dumbly at Jack, then suddenly he nods and grabs the little basket that had been standing in front of him during his time in the stocks. He fumbles a phone out.

They exchange numbers while Gabriel keeps staring at him as if Jack is some kind of apparition.

Jack wouldn’t have thought he’d find another match so quickly and easily… but damn… he needs to see Gabriel again.