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Disventure Camp All-Stars has begun, the new season that pits both casts against each other for the juicy million dollars.
At this moment, each contestant is searching for their camp. Jake is still hurt by Tom's apparent indifference; his omega cries, feeling rejected by the one who once seemed to be his alpha.
And although Jake knows that the best thing to do is let Tom go, he can't; there's something about his pheromones that compels him to stay; a melancholic and sad scent that shocks him.
The omega sighed wearily, unable to stop thinking about his former alpha. He seemed to be the only one who noticed the aura of sadness he exuded... which made his chest flutter slightly.
Strange. As the days go by, she absorbs more pheromones that signal guilt and loss, resulting in her chest aching more. She tries to ignore it, but that works about as well as trying to ignore her feelings.
The worst part is when she has to do the challenges, which are mostly in a swimsuit, causing her chest to be exposed.
Thanks to that, Jake notices it for the first time. His chest looks a little too... swollen and with two damp patches in the area of his nipples.
What's happening to your body?
…
As the weeks go by, the game gets wilder; luckily for Magenta, there will be no elimination night tonight.
Now they are celebrating their victory, gathered around the campfire, the two omegas listening to the blonde as she tells anecdotes that happened to her on her farm.
"Wow, country life sounds really tough." Jake interrupts as the blonde woman speaks proudly about her animals.
The cowgirl smiles. "It is, but I love helping my family, and well, I'm proud of my work."
Ally thinks for a moment. "Hmm, but I heard they have some... rather curious customs."
The alpha blushed slightly upon hearing this, looking away. "W-well, yes, but my family doesn't practice... as much anymore."
"Oh, and what kind of habits?" If Jake had learned anything, it was that Ashley was a pretty assertive alpha. Maybe something she said could help him figure out why her breasts kept leaking milk.
Ashley thought about it for a moment. "Um, it's a little... strange? But breast milk consumed in a group is very effective at uniting the pack and preventing arguments. You know, my mother once told me that some omegas can produce milk without being pregnant or having babies."
That's something omegas are interested in. "Really? But why?"
"You see, when an Omega forms a bond with an Alpha and the Alpha has problems, their body adapts and they begin to lactate for them... As a way of taking care of them, especially when they feel sad or stressed." The Omegas nodded, each lost in their own thoughts.
The blonde laughed; it was nice to talk about certain things in her home without being seen as a freak. She looked at the sky; it was very late. She approached the campfire, extinguished it, and then ordered the omegas to go to rest.
And no matter how hard Jake tried, he couldn't sleep. If what Ashley said was true (and it was), his omega was worried about Tom…
Oh my God. Seriously, after everything he did to him, his silly omega still wanted to pamper him...
Damn, her chest gets wet every time Tom's melancholic pheromones make themselves known. Her omega wants to feed, pamper, and take care of her pathetic ex; it's more than obvious the alpha needs her milk to feel better.
But I wouldn't go directly to Tom, he doesn't deserve it.
He plans to sneak into the Cyan camp tomorrow night. The only problem is Ashley; their alpha leader usually makes nightly rounds to watch over her omegas.
Jake appreciates it, but at the moment it's just a nuisance. It's already very uncomfortable hiding in the forest and having to make a lot of excuses to try to get organized, plus he also had to hide from the cameras.
But no more, after thinking for a long time, he finally found the perfect excuse.
And so it was, night arrived, he observed the blonde who marked the brunette with her scent; the omega pretended to cough, attracting the attention of the women.
"Ashley... I think I'm feeling sick," the cowgirl immediately approached Jake, taking his temperature.
"Hmm, you look fine, buddy. What are you feeling? Does anything hurt?" Well, the omega felt bad. Ashley's face looked quite distressed; she couldn't help but feel like he was betraying her.
Even so, he hadn't backed down; he needed to leave or he'd soon have some pretty embarrassing explanations to give. "It's not that... it's something about Omegas," the blonde looked at him, puzzled, then turned to the gamer, who seemed to understand Jake's message.
Ally winked at Jake, "I understand... Ashley, let him go for tonight, he'd better go to the infirmary." Jake happily agreed, seeing that his plan was working.
The cowgirl looked at Ally and then at Jake, and so on between them, sighed and decided to believe it was something intimate between omegas.
"Fine, but if you don't come back in an hour I'll come looking for you." The omega just nodded.
Everything went pretty well... and now, where the hell are the Cyans?
Okay. If he lost, tomorrow he'd get his revenge on that mean alpha who's putting him through all this, although, come to think of it, he was the one who made the first move…
It didn't matter, if I wanted to get back quickly I had to concentrate on Tom's scent.
No one else has that caffeine smell that drives him crazy.
...
It may have taken longer than it should have, but he finally spotted the cyan tent in the distance.
With great care and stealth, she slowly enters the tent... God, with every step she takes she can feel the milk accumulating in her breasts.
Upon entering, he sees the brunette sleeping in the background. Ugh, Aiden is next to Tom. Not too close, but not too far either.
Anyway, the omega lies down next to Tom, who conveniently has the bad habit of sleeping with his mouth half-open.
Perfect. Jake carefully lifts his polo shirt, exposing his right breast and positioning his lips directly on his hardened, red nipple.
Oh yes~♥︎
A feeling of relief finally washes over him, and unconscious Tom begins to suckle at her breast, drinking her tasty nectar that trickles from her lips to her chin, his cheeks moving inwards with each sucking motion.
Jake blushed. Tom looked like a needy puppy, nursing like a baby who hadn't eaten in a while. Without meaning to, his hands stroked his hair, pampering and spoiling the alpha.
When his chest feels soft, he moves it away from Tom's mouth, who starts to make a face of disgust until Jake swaps it for his left chest, causing the dark-haired man to continue drinking calmly and happily.
After a long while, her breasts finally feel empty and the alpha seems satisfied.
He pulls away and quickly straightens his shirt before leaving the tent. NO ONE must know he was with the Cyans, or Ashley would be furious.
And now, how would he escape from their camp…
No problem.
Apparently, luck is on their side because literally one day after the merger began.
So... for the following nights and now with more access, the omega repeats the act without Tom noticing, and even though Jake doesn't want to admit it, he's happy to help the alpha.
Well, the diet is already showing results; Tom's appearance has improved: his face no longer looks so tired and his dark circles are no longer so pronounced. He's even become more cheerful and, consequently, has more energy.
Although the most noticeable change (for Jake) is those beautiful green eyes that shine again and have life like before.
The problem now is that his Omega wants more, while Tom happily drinks his milk; Jake spends his time rubbing his needy pussy, fingering himself while he revels in the erotic image of his alpha sucking on his breasts.
He can't take it anymore, two fucking years without getting laid, suffering through his heat alone because his stupid omega wanted to stay faithful to the alpha who abandoned him…
His hand goes down to Tom's sleeping cock, he starts to caress it, feeling how little by little it becomes erect.
Jake excitedly bites his lips, suppressing a low moan, and then unbuttons the older man's pants, removing them along with his boxers and finally freeing his ex's hard cock.
Then his hand begins to move, giving his ex a handjob, causing pre-semen to begin to spurt from the tip.
The omega's eyes reflect desire, very horny and without thinking much, he lowers his shorts and panties, climbing on top of Tom.
Jake aligns his ex's cock with her pussy, rubbing desperately, while he positions his chest in Tom's mouth so that he continues sleeping.
Breathing heavily, he waits a moment to confirm that no one wakes up, and when he sees that no one does, he finally buries Tom's cock in his entrance, moving his hips up and down, enjoying the sensation of being filled.
"UHMM~♥︎" Her hand moves to her clitoris, beginning to rub it desperately, causing her pussy to squirt.
Her hips move in circles, deepening the penetration; her other hand goes to her lips, awkwardly trying to elicit her cries.
The omega is beside himself, hopping like a rabbit, his eyes filled with tears of pleasure, just a little more, his orgasm is so close... so close and…
Jake felt Tom ejaculate inside his vagina, so distracted was he by his own pleasure that he didn't realize the dark-haired man was also close to climax.
Jake's omega is happy, as he can try to clean up the mess he's made, he looks at Tom's cock stained with his own fluids, sighs, he had no better idea than to give the dark-haired man a good blowjob to erase any trace of his mischief.
Her tongue moves up and down, sucking and swallowing all of her ex's semen.
When he notices that everything is in order, he arranges Tom's boxer shorts next to his pants; he looks up and everyone around him is still sleeping, unaware of the situation.
Jake pulls up his panties along with his shorts, not caring if they get stained because his pussy is dripping with his ex's seed.
As best he can, he drags himself exhausted to his sleeping bag and curls up in it; he should look for contraception, though... Tom owed him one, so it doesn't matter.