OMF 2

“Hoo, fuck.”

Taegang often felt an uncontrollable anger whenever he saw Seowoo. It was a rough emotion that was difficult for him to understand himself. Taegang regarded it as justified anger toward Seowoo, who had taken the position of the Juwon Group’s omega despite being a half-baked one. Moreover, it was an act of caring for his omega father who had been hurt by Seowoo’s existence.

Taegang’s omega father had become the omega for his eldest son Taegwon and second son Taegang after they became adults. Since they sometimes shared omegas across generations when there was no omega within the family, it was not such an unusual matter. However, their omega father had been unable to become pregnant anymore after the youngest, Taeyoon, who was currently 10 years old, and in the end, he received a diagnosis that it was difficult for him to have any more children.

The absence of an omega who could bear alphas and continue the family line was a very serious problem. In cases where there was no omega within the family, they sometimes resorted to adoption, but the alphas of the Juwon Group, who placed great importance on bloodlines, could not accept that. It was the omega father who thought of Seowoo’s existence at that time. A half-baked omega child born from an affair between an alpha father and a beta woman in his younger days.

Before the omega within the family had matured, it had been a relationship for a one-night amusement, but the beta woman, who was Seowoo’s birth mother, saw it as an opportunity. Alphas who possessed not only appearance but also ability and wealth were always full of temptations, and Taegang’s alpha father had not felt the need to guard against it. In fact, it was common not only for him but for most alphas. While loving their own omegas, it was natural to spread the legs of those who tempted them with their bodies.

Alphas were simply born that way.

Nevertheless, alphas were thorough with contraception unless it was a relationship with their own omega. But Seowoo’s birth mother had deceived the alpha’s eyes and received his semen, and 10 months later, she gave birth to a lump of flesh mixed with his blood. However, what she held in her arms, hoping to see the light in her shabby life by bearing an alpha, was an omega. Unlike in alpha families, omegas were utterly unnecessary existences in beta society. Even if half-baked, an alpha was an alpha. They would grow up and stand out in beta society. They could be adopted out for a large sum of money. There were even cases where trait-bearing families accepted half-baked alphas born from relationships with betas as members.

But a half-baked omega was of no help whatsoever. Omegas were inherently beings with weak bodies that required a lot of care. Even if raised with money, they were unlikely to achieve social success, and there were no people willing to pay a premium to buy such a child. She went to the head of the Juwon Group with the newborn infant in her arms. From the moment she knew the child she had given birth to was an omega and not an alpha, she had long since given up on trying to make a fortune from it. Her mind was filled only with thoughts of foisting off this troublesome lump that would only cost her money.

But even a half-baked omega mixed with beta blood was unnecessary to them. The Juwon Group’s omega was still young and capable of pregnancy, and he was overflowing with love from his two alpha brothers. Of course, due to the characteristic of omegas who had strong obsessions and deep jealousy toward their alphas, their omega had been greatly hurt. However, even that could be quickly forgotten with the utmost devoted love from the alpha brothers.

No one knew how this mongrel omega, born from stolen semen, had been raised. There was no interest in it at all. Not only him, but everyone had lived forgetting about Seowoo. Only when the omega father brought up the idea of bringing Seowoo in did they dredge up and recall the forgotten memory.

After that, they reached a consensus that, as if they had found the answer, it was better to bring in Seowoo, who at least shared their father’s blood, even if only half, rather than adopting an omega with not a drop of shared blood. And when they informed Seowoo’s birth mother of that fact, she was overjoyed and tried to make a deal out of her own child. Just from that, it was clear that Seowoo’s upbringing had not been smooth. Of course, they had not investigated deeply.

All they remembered was that on the day they handed over just enough money—not too little—and brought Seowoo in, his eyes were swollen as he entered the mansion.

“Hn, ahut… T-Tongue…, T-Tong! Haah!”

Taegang focused on his hip thrusts to shake off the unpleasant emotions. He looked at the hole swallowing his massive cock shaft and the buttocks marked with red handprints. When he gripped the dough-like buttocks in his hand, soft flesh bulged out between his fingers. If only some flesh would attach to his body as much as to his buttocks, there would be some pleasure in embracing him. Every time he saw Seowoo’s excessively emaciated body, it grated on his nerves.

“If you’re an omega, fuck, act like one…, Hoo… Quietly take the cock juice, haa… And eat it up.”

“Hnng…! Aa…eut…!”

The hand that had been kneading the buttocks like dough moved to the blanket covering Seowoo’s face. He could feel the small head beneath the thick blanket. The moisture filled under the blanket, and even with his hand, the heat was transmitted. Taegang applied pressure to the hand placed on the small head without considering Seowoo’s condition at all.

“Hnng…! Nn, hng, t-tongue, t-tong, nnng…!”

“Hyung is fuck, what.”

As Seowoo wriggled as if his breath was being blocked, Taegang pressed down on his back and continued his hip thrusts even more strongly. When he thrust the cock, withdrawn all the way to the glans, in at once, his large, thick balls clung to the snow-white buttocks. The delicate skin quickly swelled from the balls slapping against the perineum with wet smacks. As Seowoo twisted his body from the suffocating pain, the inner walls contracted as if to devour Taegang’s cock. The cock, enveloped by the soft and slippery inner walls, erupted a massive amount of semen like an explosion.

“Kngh…, hoo…”

After finishing ejaculation, Taegang enjoyed the afterglow by rubbing his still-inserted cock against the inner walls. Every time he twisted his hips, the cock and inner walls rubbed, producing squelching sounds. White semen oozed out through the gap in the hole. Taegang looked down at the semen trickling down the slender thighs and finally withdrew his cock from the hole. Even after ejaculation, the cock shaft of intimidating size was smeared with white semen.

Taegang quietly looked down at Seowoo’s back view, lying face down with only his buttocks raised high and not making a sound, then suddenly furrowed his brow. He had clearly felt a tingling pleasure in his body from ejaculating, but the sight of the obedient back with only the buttocks raised made him feel offended. He did not want to see that innocent face enveloped in the blanket. For him, thrusting into that omega’s hole once a day and spilling semen was the end of it.

Those with traits, whose genes had evolved through generations of incest, were influenced by the pheromones of their own blood kin and felt the greatest satisfaction when having relations with their flesh and blood. Taegang was particularly close to his omega father among his brothers. Even after bringing in Seowoo, he still sought out his omega father. For those with traits, the greatest blessing was the pleasure that could only be felt in relations with blood kin who shared the same blood as oneself.

Seowoo’s hole had its own appeal, but even so, it was just a half-baked omega, a half-baked brother. The relations with Seowoo left only unpleasant emotions and were merely obligatory acts.

Taegang left the room heartlessly, abandoning Seowoo, who still had only his buttocks raised and was hiding his face under the blanket.

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Seowoo heard the sound of Taegang leaving the room, but he did not move. The face enveloped in the blanket was smeared with tears, saliva, and sweat. Every time he exhaled from his heated body, more moisture added to the inside of the blanket. Nevertheless, Seowoo remained frozen in the exact position Taegang had held him in, like a robot with a dead battery.

The hole that Taegang’s thick cock had entered and exited stung sharply. The buttocks struck by the thick palm burned like fire, and the pelvis gripped by the large hand ached as if bruised. Above all, his knees throbbed, having been slammed against the marble floor and then forced to kneel throughout receiving Taegang. Nevertheless, Seowoo remained face down with only his buttocks raised in the exact position Taegang had pinned him in while thrusting his cock. It was because he had to hold the semen he had received in his hole without letting it spill.

Seowoo, who had not received proper education, had noticeably naive and clumsy aspects. Seowoo worried that if he moved his body, Taegang’s semen would just flow out. To ensure that the precious alpha’s semen could safely flow into his womb, he raised his buttocks a little higher. Seowoo moved his hand between his buttocks and caressed the entrance of the hole with his small pinky finger. He gathered the semen that had already trickled down along the perineum and pushed it back into the hole, then blocked the entrance. His role was to get pregnant as soon as possible and bear an alpha. If he became pregnant, perhaps Taegang and the other family members would come to like him a little.

As he endured the suffocating pressure and the knee pain, waiting for the semen to be properly absorbed, Seowoo heard a burst of laughter in his ears. His body flinched and jerked at the sound coming from close by. Seowoo, who could not see ahead, chewed on his lower lip from anxiety. It felt like tears would come. A man, who had barely suppressed his laughter at Seowoo’s roughening breaths, soon spoke to him.

“Wow, fuck… Joo Seowoo is such a riot, really.”

“…Is that Taeseong?”

The voice, still laced with laughter, was familiar. It was Joo Taeseong, the third son of the Juwon Group. At Taeseong’s voice, relief washed over Seowoo, and at the same time, the blanket enveloping his head was pulled away. Seowoo, who had grown accustomed to the darkness in the meantime, squinted his eyes at the influx of light. As fresh air rushed in, the heat on his sweat-drenched face subsided. Taeseong looked down at such a Seowoo’s face and clicked his tongue.

“Did hyung fuck you again with your face covered?”

“…”

“Look at all this sweat.”

Taeseong pulled the blanket over and wiped the sweat and saliva that had drenched Seowoo’s face. It was a perfunctory, rough touch, but thanks to Taeseong wiping it, his vision cleared up considerably.

“Thank you…”

Taeseong shrugged his shoulders and tossed the blanket he had been holding aside. Taeseong, who was the same age as Seowoo, was one of the people in this mansion with whom he felt somewhat at ease.

“But why are you still like that? Want me to fuck you again?”

Taeseong scanned Seowoo, who was still lying face down with only his buttocks raised high, and asked with a chuckle. Seowoo, embarrassed, flushed his face and wiggled his toes.

“Anyway, you’re fucking hilarious, you.”

“…”

“Not satisfied with hyung, so you were waiting for anyone to come and fuck you?”

“Ah, y-you… Th-that, to get pregnant well…”

“Pregnant?”

At Seowoo’s words, Taeseong tilted his head, then understood the meaning and burst into loud laughter. Seowoo’s face flushed even redder at Taeseong’s laughter. His small chest pounded with anxiety, wondering if he had done something wrong.

“Ah, fuck. Really…, you’re fucking funny.”

“…Why? What’s wrong?”

“Pfft, ahem. Nothing. You want to get pregnant that badly?”

“…Y-Yes.”

“Then I’ll make you pregnant.”

Taeseong laughed as he kneaded Seowoo’s buttocks. His mouth watered at the red handprints remaining on the white skin. Taeseong removed Seowoo’s hand that was blocking his hole. Semen mixed with lubrication fluid trickled out. The narrow hole quivered as it leaked his brother’s semen. Taeseong’s eyes darkened as he watched the sight. From the moment he entered the room and saw Seowoo with only his buttocks raised, Taeseong’s cock had already swollen fully. Taeseong unbuckled his belt and took out his cock.

When he gripped and kneaded the buttocks marked with handprints with both hands, semen dripped out through the gap in the hole. As the semen flowed out, making a glurping sound, Seowoo trembled. Seowoo, who had been wiggling his toes at the embarrassing sound coming from his own body, mustered courage and looked back. Taeseong, whose eyes met his, raised the corner of his mouth in a sly grin.

“Joo Seowoo, your hole is ejaculating semen.”

“T-Tae, seong…”

“Try clenching your hole a bit.”

“…Hn.”

“What if you waste it all like this. You have to get pregnant.”

“Ah…uhn, Taeseong…”

Taeseong’s long, thick finger burrowed into Seowoo’s hole, which was smeared with white semen. The squishy inner walls bit down on the finger as if they had been waiting. A satisfied sigh escaped at the inner walls that were devouring not a cock but a finger. Though half-baked, to Taeseong, Seowoo was an omega born to receive alpha cock juice. Taeseong, with the corner of his mouth raised, thrust his finger even deeper.

“Ah, aa! Tae, seong… Ah, f-finger… Ahng…!”

“Hyung went to the trouble of ejaculating semen, it’d be a waste. I’ll push it all the way to your womb for you.”

“Ynng… F-Finger, ahng…!”

The smooth and soft-surfaced inner walls were uneven in texture, contrary to their feel. Taeseong rubbed and massaged the protruding parts, carving out a path. Before he knew it, four fingers excluding the thumb had entered.

“It hurts… Ahng! Hnng…, Taeseong… Nng…!”

“You have to endure it, Seowoo. You said you wanted to get pregnant.”

“I, I want to… Hnng!”

Taeseong stroked Seowoo’s round head as he pushed his hand even deeper. There was a limit to pushing the hand further, as it was caught on the base of the uninserted thumb. Taeseong rubbed Seowoo’s perineum with his thumb and laughed.

“Should I put this in too?”

“N-No, hnng… D-Don’t, do it… It’ll tear, haeut…!”

Seowoo, understanding the meaning of Taeseong’s words, startled and whimpered. He was truly scared that Taeseong’s entire hand would go in. The image of Taeseong’s large hand came to mind. If that hand went in up to the wrist, his hole would really tear apart. And Taeseong was the kind of person who could do it nonchalantly.

“T-Tae, seong… Hnngk…”

“Are you scared?”

Taeseong asked, twitching the fingertips inserted inside. The hole gripping the long, thick fingers was already mushy and slick. Semen and lubrication fluid mixed into a semi-transparent slimy substance dripped down Taeseong’s wrist. Seeing Seowoo shuddering and trembling at some point, Taeseong soothed him.

“Hey, I won’t, I won’t. Don’t worry.”

Taeseong patted the white buttocks with his other hand and twirled the fingers inserted in the hole. The bumpy inner walls clung tightly to the fingers.