Chapter 4: second climax
The bench was cleaned between Alex's turn and Matthew's.
Gabriel "The Life of the Party" Rodriguez, the social chair, led Matthew to the bench. Gabriel was a muscular, energetic alpha with a wide, infectious grin. His black hair was slicked back, highlighting his sharp, dark eyes. His lion's mane was curled with the same hair product, allowing it to frame his neck more than his head. His lion ears were pireced with golden hoop earrings. He wore a loose, red shirt that showed off his well-muscled chest and a pair of dark jeans that accentuated his strong thighs. His energy was palpable, like static electricity, and it seemed to fill the room as he moved. And an eye catching red bow was tied to his tail, which he would admit to anyone that it was his Niece's idea. He's adapted to it.
"Alright, Matthew, my man!" Gabriel exclaimed, clapping Matthew on the back. "You're up next! Don't worry, I'll be here to cheer you on. You got this, bro!" His enthusiasm was infectious, and Matthew couldn't help but smile despite his nerves.
He had been turned on watching Alex take his turn on the bench, his body still aching with unfulfilled desire. He knew what was coming and the thought sent shivers down his spine.
Gabriel caught Matthew's gaze and winked. "You're already blushing, Matthew. I like that. It's going to be a fun night for you. Now, let's get you ready."
He led Matthew to the bench, the wood plank and the line of dildos a daunting sight. Matthew's heart was pounding in his chest, his body already anticipating the pleasure and pain that was to come.
"You know the rules, right?" Gabriel asked, his voice warm and encouraging. "Take as much time as you need." Gabriel walked to the other end and sat in the chair that the bench led to.
Matthew nodded, his mouth too dry to speak. Gabriel was his alpha, he presumed. His job was to make sure Matthew got through the bench. He was going to be there to support Matthew in every way and guide him through this test of endurance. "OK, Matthew," Gabriel said, his voice soft, yet commanding. "I know this is a lot to take in, but you're going to do just fine. Remember, it's all about control. Control your breath, control your body, and you'll be fine."
Matthew nodded, his body shivering slightly with a mix of anticipation and fear. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart, and stepped up to the bench.
The first dildo was small, almost comically so after watching Alex take the monster. But it was a start. He grasped it, his fingers tightening around the slick, lubed shaft.
"Remember, Matthew," Gabriel reminded him, "take your time. Ease into it."
Matthew nodded and positioned himself over the dildo, his breath hitching as he felt the cold lube against his heated flesh. Slowly, he lowered himself onto it, a soft moan escaping his lips as the dildo pressed into him. He began to move, his hips rotating as he took the dildo deeper.
The stretch was uncomfortable but not painful, and he took a moment to adjust to the sensation. Gabriel watched him intently, his dark eyes gleaming with approval.
"That's it, Matthew," he encouraged. "You're doing great. Take it slow, let your body adjust."
Matthew nodded, his breath coming in shallow gasps as he worked the dildo deeper inside him.
Once he was fully seated on the first dildo, he moved on to the next one.
This one was larger, stretching him more, but he was able to take it with relative ease. He could feel his hole stretching, the pressure building, and it was both uncomfortable and exciting. He began to rock his hips, taking the dildo deeper, and deeper still.
"Fuck, that's it, Matthew," Gabriel coaxed, his voice a low growl. "Take it deep. Let your body adjust to the stretch."
Matthew moaned, his eyes fluttering closed as he concentrated on the sensation. He was panting, his body glistening with sweat, but he was doing it. He was already turned on so much from watching Alex. Smelling Alex go into heat. watching Alex get fucked by an alpha....
Matthew's body was heating up, the sensation of the dildo inside him sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. He could feel his hole clenching around the shaft, his natural heat lubrication making the dildo slide in and out with ease. He moaned, the sound low and needy, as he began to move faster, his hips bucking against the dildo.
Gabriel watched him intently, a growl rumbling in his chest as he saw the signs of Matthew's heat. "That's it, Matthew," he encouraged, his voice laced with primal desire. "Let your body take over. You're doing so well."
Matthew panted, his breath coming in short gasps as he worked the dildo deeper. He could feel the stretch, the pressure, but the pleasure was overwhelming, and he knew he needed more. He needed an alpha.
Now. Gabriel's commanding voice cut through his thoughts, "Come on, Matthew, let's move on to the next one. You know you want it."
Matthew obeyed, his body already craving the next level of pleasure and pain. He moved to the next dildo in the line, his breath hitching as he felt the increased size.
Matthew moaned louder, feeling the next dildo stretch him further. His body was on fire, a mix of pleasure and pain that he was quickly growing addicted to. He could feel every inch of the dildo as it pressed into him, stretching him wider, filling him deeper.
"Fuck, that's it," Gabriel growled, his eyes locked onto Matthew's body. "Take it deep, Matthew. Show me what you're made of."
The dildo was thicker, longer, and Matthew could feel it pressing against every sensitive nerve inside him. He pushed down, taking it inch by inch, his body trembling with the effort. The pleasure was intense, bordering on pain, but he never wanted it to stop. He heard Gabriel's breath hitch, the alpha's eyes darkening with lust and pride.
"That's it, Matthew," he rasped, his voice a low growl. "You're doing fucking amazing. Look at you, taking that monster dildo like a fucking champ."
Matthew felt a rush of pleasure at Gabriel's words, his cock throbbing with the need for release. He felt like he was on fire, every nerve ending alive and screaming for more. He pushed back against the dildo, taking it deeper, his body shaking with the effort.
"That's it, Matthew," Gabriel urged, his voice laced with primal hunger.
Matthew's heat took him over faster than Alex's did. His heat slick paved the way and relaxed his body for the bigger dildos. Gabriel was impressed and praised him all the way through, to the end. By then Matthew was a shaking mess of liquids and need.
Gabriel helped Matthew off the monster dildo and turned him around so he could grip the bench, much like Alex. "That's it, look at all that way you can to get this alpha cock. and you're gonna get it," Gabriel promised as he got the condom and lube.
He admired the view, Matthew's ass already dripping with lube, his body begging to be fucked. It was exactly what an alpha wanted to see.
Alex watched from the sidelines, his eyes narrowing as he saw the way Gabriel was looking at Matthew. He felt a pang of jealousy, a raw, primal emotion that he hadn't expected. But he knew the rules, the rituals. This was part of the process, and he had to accept it. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms as he forced himself to watch.
Gabriel, however, was unaware of Alex's inner turmoil. He was too focused on Matthew, on the sight of the omega's slick hole, on the way his body was trembling with need. He rolled the condom down his cock, his own body tense with anticipation.
He wanted this, wanted to claim Matthew, to make him his. He positioned himself behind Matthew, his cock already throbbing with need. With a growl, he thrust into Matthew, filling him completely in one swift motion.
Matthew yowled, the sound filling the chamber and echoing off the walls. It was louder than Alex's had been, a primal scream of pleasure and pain that sent shivers down the spines of the other alphas in the room. Gabriel grunted, his hips snapping as he began to fuck Matthew with brutal force.
"Yes!" Matthew screamed, his voice hoarse and desperate. "Fuck me, Gabriel!
Gabriel growled, his body moving like a wild beast as he pounded into Matthew. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the chamber, punctuated by Matthew's loud moans and Gabriel's deep grunts.
Gabriel's breath came in short, hard bursts as he took Matthew, his cock pounding into the omega with unyielding force. The sight of Matthew's slick, stretched hole enveloping him was enough to make Gabriel dizzy with lust. He leaned down, his mouth close to Matthew's ear, and growled, "You're perfect, Matthew. A fucking beautiful example of an omega. I feel like I got lucky with this pick."
Matthew's body shuddered with each of Gabriel's thrusts, his knuckles white as he gripped the bench for dear life. The compliment sent a wave of pleasure through him, his body flushing with heat. "More, Gabriel," he gasped, his voice ragged and desperate. "Please don't stop. Fuck me harder, Gabriel. I want to feel you come inside me." The desperate plea spurred Gabriel on, his hips moving faster, his cock pounding into Matthew with renewed vigor. He could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing as his cock swelled inside Matthew's tight, slick heat.
The thought of breeding Matthew sent a shiver of primal possessiveness through him, and he growled, "You want my cum, omega? You want me to fill you up?"
Matthew's moan was all the answer he needed. Gabriel thrust deep, his cock pulsing as he rode the wave of his orgasm, his cum filling the condom and marking Matthew as his own. He leaned down, his breath hot and heavy against Matthew's ear, and growled, "Mine. You're mine now, Matthew."
Matthew yowled loudly with that promise and came hard without his cock even being touched.
Gabriel pulled away from the nape of his neck and wrapped his arms around his waist to support him while he came. Still breathing raggedly, Matthew leaned into Gabriel's hold, trusting him to support his weight. Gabriel cooed, "That's it, Matthew. You're doing so well. Let it all go, omega. I've got you." He gently brushed Matthew's sweat-soaked hair away from his face and tucked it behind his ear, his touch tender and reassuring.
As he continued to hold Matthew, Gabriel's movements slowed, his hips still gently rocking against Matthew's ass. He nuzzled Matthew's neck, his breath coming in soft, soothing pants. "You're doing so well, Matthew," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated against Matthew's skin. "You're strong, and you're brave.
You did so well on the bench, Matthew. I'm proud of you," Gabriel whispered, his fingers gently tracing Matthew's spine, sending shivers down the omega's body.
Matthew leaned into Gabriel's touch, his body still trembling from his intense orgasm. He felt completely owned, completely claimed. He was Gabriel's omega, and he loved it.
But Matthew's heat was satisfied, and Gabriel knew it. With a gentle touch, he helped Matthew off the bench, his steps unsteady from the intense pleasure and exhaustion. Gabriel guided him over to a nearby cot, where Alex was already resting, his body relaxed and content. Alex looked up as they approached, his eyes meeting Matthew's. There was a moment of understanding between them, a shared experience that bonded them in a way that words could not express.
"Well done, Matthew," Alex said, his voice gentle but filled with pride. "You've made it into the Lion's Den. Welcome, brother."
Gabriel nodded in agreement, a smile spreading across his face. "That's right, bro. You've proven yourself tonight.
You've earned your place here," Gabriel said, helping Matthew sit down on the cot next to Alex's. Matthew, relieved, closes his eyes and lets out a soft sigh, his body still tingling with the remnants of his heat. But he surprises them all by reaching a comforting hand out for Alex in the next cot. Alex happily squeezes it and assures him, "I'm here, Matthew. We're in this together."
The simple touch and words sent a wave of comfort and security washing over Matthew. Despite the physical exertion and the intense pleasure, he felt a sense of belonging, a sense of camaraderie that was unlike anything he had ever experienced. He turned to look at Alex, his eyes filled with gratitude and a newfound respect.
"Thank you, Alex," Matthew murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
He turned towards the cot next to him and saw Byakko reclined there, his gaze fixed on the scene that had just unfolded. The omega's expression was a mix of fascination and unease, his striking blue eyes reflecting the dim light of the chamber. His tail flicked nervously behind him, the movement betraying his internal struggle.
Byakko's reaction to the intense display of dominance and submission was complex. He felt a primal stirring within him, a response to the raw power and animalistic nature of the act. Yet, he also felt a sense of unease, a discomfort at the thought of his own impending turn on the bench. His heart pounded in his chest, his breath coming in shallow gasps as he watched Gabriel help Matthew to the cot and then stride confidently towards him, a predatory gleam in his eyes.