OMF 4

“If you’re a cock hole, ha…. Act like a cock hole, Seowoo. Right?”

“Hn…nnng, yes…. Haaut!”

“Let’s do it properly?”

He twirled the fingers that had been directed toward the cock shaft. It felt as if the fingerprints on his fingers would wear off against the hot inner walls. Taeseong rubbed the soft and slippery inner walls with his fingertips. Feeling that it was insufficient with just his index finger, he inserted his middle finger as well. The entrance of the hole stretched even tauter.

As he touched the inner walls with the tips of his index and middle fingers, something protruding bumped against his fingertips. When he tilted his head and rubbed it, Seowoo began to tremble violently. Taeseong, looking down at such a Seowoo, sparkled his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth. It was the innocent gaze of a child who had discovered a new toy.

“Ah, ahng! Hnng, haah…!”

Taeseong persistently rubbed the protruding part. A groan different from before burst from Seowoo’s mouth. Taeseong, like an excited child, continued to rub the inner walls with his fingertips while thrusting his cock in. He continued his hip thrusts while watching Seowoo’s body tremble. The inner walls, tormented by Taeseong’s cock and fingertips, suddenly contracted sharply. It was a force that seemed to sever Taeseong’s cock and fingers.

“Aaaah! Haang!!!”

“Kngh…!”

As Seowoo’s body shuddered and his hole clenched and gripped, clear semen erupted from his cock. At the same time, Taeseong also poured semen into Seowoo’s hole. Even though it was the second time, it was still a large amount.

“Hoo…. Fuck….”

The lips that spat out the curse formed a smile. It was a satisfying ejaculation. He had embraced Seowoo countless times, but this was the first time he had seen Seowoo feel it so directly. Seowoo always seemed to spread his legs reluctantly even while wanting the semen. Since Taeseong did not care about Seowoo’s pleasure, he always pursued only his own. Whether Seowoo ejaculated or not, Taeseong had no interest. Not only him, but all his brothers were the same. Seowoo had always lain limply, receiving the cock however it was thrust. Seeing such a Seowoo tremble and ejaculate made him feel inexplicably proud. Taeseong chuckled softly as he withdrew his cock and lifted his head.

“Hey, Joo Seowoo.”

“…”

There was no response to the call. When he grabbed Seowoo’s arm and shook it, the small head shook limply. Taeseong let go of the skinny arm and chuckled.

“How much did you feel to pass out like this.”

His words, spoken as if scolding, were full of amusement. Taeseong, who could not be satisfied with two ejaculations, had planned to do it a few more times, but even though it was interrupted midway, it was not a bad feeling. He pulled the blanket over and wiped his own cock, which was soaked wet, then threw the wet blanket over Seowoo’s body. Taeseong looked down at Seowoo, who was breathing softly, chuckled softly, and got up from the bed.

⛤⛤⛤

To Taeseong, Seowoo was a toy he could play with as he pleased.

Seowoo had entered this mansion four years ago, when Taeseong and Seowoo were 16 years old. Seowoo, who had followed behind his father hesitantly as he entered, was covering his pathetically skinny body with worn and frayed clothes. His small face looked so young that it was hard to believe he was the same age as him, who already had the full appearance of an adult.

When Taeseong first saw such a Seowoo, he was a little surprised. To Taeseong, who had grown up meeting only limited people and seeing only good things since childhood, Seowoo’s appearance was somewhat shocking. It was inevitable when compared to the omegas he knew. Even though he was half-baked, he was still an omega, but it was the first time he had seen such an unappealing omega. Seeing such a Seowoo reminded him of a kitten he had once seen in the corner of the garden. A filthy, emaciated kitten whose life force was fading away, having lost its mother. He did not know what had happened to that kitten. He had no interest. It probably just starved to death.

Taeseong found Seowoo, who could hardly be seen as an omega, fascinating yet simultaneously repulsive. A half-baked omega, the illegitimate child of an alpha father mixed with vulgar beta blood. He already disliked his existence, and to top it off, he looked so unappealing. It was only natural that the omega allotted to him and his brothers was unsatisfactory.

Unlike his brothers who embraced their omega father, Seowoo was Taeseong’s first omega since he was a minor. Omegas, who regarded bearing an alpha as the greatest task in life, never had penetrative sex until their bodies fully matured to enable healthy pregnancy and childbirth. Seowoo was only sixteen, and he looked unbelievably small and weak for that age. Although Taeseong had gained an omega, he did not pay particular attention or interest. He did not think he would suddenly want to thrust into that frail-looking omega just because he became an adult. Taeseong quickly erased Seowoo’s existence from his mind.

While living in the vast mansion, he rarely ran into Seowoo. There was nothing he could do with a young omega, nor did any desire arise to do something. Because of that, the young Seowoo lived in the mansion for four years as if hiding.

For Seowoo, who had grown up enduring abuse and neglect from his birth mother since childhood, living hidden like a non-person was not difficult. In particular, he was even more cautious about running into Taegang, who openly disliked him. One late night, when he thought everyone would be asleep and opened his door to come out, he had run into Taegang in the hallway, and he had looked at him as if he were a bug. He was used to the gazes of those who despised him, but that did not mean it did not hurt.

For four years, Seowoo hid in his room and learned how to move around the mansion while avoiding people’s eyes. Rather than at night, daytime when all the alphas in this family were out was better. He could sense the servants’ glances, but at least they did not say anything directly to him. When his hunger became unbearable, he would go down to the kitchen and secretly take out cold food to eat. He would also go in and out of the garden, leaving the spacious but stifling mansion. When he received the bright sunlight, his always tense, rigid face would relax softly. However, when education time came, his lips would stiffen again with tension.

In that way, three months had passed since Seowoo, who had grown up hidden as if nonexistent, became an adult. And during those three months, Taeseong had sought out Seowoo countless times. It was only when he turned twenty that Taeseong saw Seowoo again. The unappealing child now showed some omega traits. He was still small and skinny, but there was something different about him. He wanted to touch the white skin and the red, plump lips. Above all, he was curious about what was between the round, protruding buttocks. The way he avoided eye contact warily somehow stimulated the sadism within him. And Taeseong felt greater satisfaction than expected upon seeing his eldest brother Taegwon embracing Seowoo.

The hole receiving an alpha for the first time was tightly closed and flushed red. Not only Seowoo’s face but his entire body was red. A path was pierced for the first time into the omega’s hole, stiff and rigid with tension. Seeing Seowoo, distorted in pain under his brother, Taeseong took out his cock. Taegwon, who was thrusting his cock into Seowoo’s hole for the first time, furrowed his brow upon seeing such a Taeseong but did not say much. Taeseong gave his brother a sly smile and then masturbated while looking at the grunting Seowoo. His share of the omega finally appealed to him properly.

When the family’s omega came of age, his alphas would successively pierce the hole and perform the coming-of-age ceremony. The alphas who shared the omega were usually brothers, and in cases where there was no omega within the generation, fathers and sons would share the omega. The one to pierce the omega’s hole started with the eldest alpha. After the first Taegwon, the second Taegang was supposed to pierce Seowoo’s hole, but Taegang did not appear. It was not surprising, as Taegang had fiercely opposed bringing in Seowoo even before. Taeseong took his position in front of the hole where his brother had ejaculated semen and was grateful that his turn had come even a little sooner. And he anticipated that upon seeing the fully grown Seowoo, Taegang would inevitably be aroused like him.

“Hey, you’re fucking arousing. Right?”

“…”

“I’m putting it in.”

“Hn….”

Whether he had lost consciousness or not, he grabbed the legs of Seowoo, who was sprawled with unfocused eyes, and spread them. It was a rough touch without any consideration.

“Joo Taeseong.”

“Why?”

“Let him rest.”

Taegwon nodded toward the sprawled Seowoo and said in a low voice. He looked exhausted, but Taeseong had no reason to consider that.

“Ah, it’s hard for me to hold back too.”

Taeseong replied perfunctorily and took his position. He really could not hold back any longer. Taegwon looked down at such a Taeseong and at Seowoo, who was still lying with unfocused eyes, sighed, and left the room.

Taeseong moved his hand to Seowoo’s hole. The delicate hole that had received an alpha’s cock for the first time was torn and bleeding. Taeseong drooled as he raised the corner of his mouth at the hole leaking bright red blood along with white semen. He wondered how it could be arousing even with blood.

The cock that had ejaculated several times while watching Seowoo receive Taegwon’s cock was now ferociously swollen as if nothing had happened. When he rubbed the glans against the torn hole, the base of his cock tingled sharply. Taeseong gripped the slender thighs and thrust his cock in just like that. This was also Taeseong’s first penetrative sex. The omega’s hole he tasted for the first time in his life was delicious enough to make his eyes roll back. As he lost his reason and thrust wildly, Seowoo screamed and writhed. Of course, Taeseong paid no mind. The sensation of the inner walls devouring his cock was ecstatic. It was truly an excellent cock hole.

After the first day he embraced Seowoo, there was not a single day he did not burrow into that chewy hole. Taeseong was an alpha, and he had the duty to impregnate the omega. Alphas’ stamina was innate, and moreover, Taeseong was twenty years old, having just tasted an omega for the first time. Taeseong tried all sorts of positions and acts while playing with Seowoo. Occasionally, when he felt like it, he would take him out. Of course, it was fun for him, but probably not for Seowoo. But how Seowoo felt was none of his concern. Seowoo was the omega allotted to him and his brothers just yesterday, and as long as he fulfilled that role faithfully, that was it.

⛤⛤⛤

Seowoo, who opened his eyes to the sunlight tickling his eyelids, rubbed his eye corners with his small hand. With his mind not returning, he lay blankly for a long time, then lowered his head, and the messed-up bed came into view. Since it was a familiar occurrence, he quietly recalled the previous night. Memories surfaced of receiving Taegang’s cock buried in the blanket and then even receiving Taeseong’s cock. As Seowoo reflected on the previous day’s events, he bit his nails. Blood soon flowed from the tips of his fingers, already ragged with bite marks.

He had experienced a sensation for the first time in his relations with Taeseong. It felt as if his insides were twisting, with a tingling sensation spreading from his head to his toes. What on earth was it. He recalled Taeseong’s hand that had thrust into his hole while pounding his cock and touched around inside. Seowoo put the bleeding fingertips into his mouth and sucked them clean, then cautiously moved his hand downward. The hand that had hesitated above his buttocks finally touched the hole. Sticky semen was overflowing between the plumply swollen hole. He caressed the semen that was already half-dried and hardened, then withdrew his hand. Putting his hand directly into the hole to find that spot was too embarrassing.

Seowoo slowly got up from his position and limped toward the bathroom. He loosened his rigid body under the pouring water stream. He felt lumps of semen glurping out from between his buttocks. Seowoo stood under the hot water for a long time, then lathered up to wash his body and exited the bathroom.

Seowoo, who had dressed his skinny body, fiddled with his flat stomach. He had not eaten for two days. The day before, when he had tried to eat, Taegang had returned home, and after that, he had only lain in bed. Gauging the time, Seowoo cautiously moved his steps. His footsteps, heading to the kitchen by descending the stairs with quiet steps, soon stopped.

A man in a disciplined suit, impeccably dressed without a speck of dust, with not a single hair out of place, combed back sharply, was approaching Seowoo. Though his steps were not fast, the man strode over with long legs and soon stood in front of Seowoo. Seowoo could not hide his trembling body.

The man was the one Seowoo feared the most in this mansion.

Seowoo, raised in beta society, did not know much about the world of those with traits. In beta society, homosexuality itself was uncommon, and incest was a highly unethical act contrary to social norms. Such a Seowoo had suddenly become an omega in an alpha family one day. Seowoo had not received proper education due to his birth mother’s neglect. Since an omega’s reason for existence was pregnancy, there was no need to study, but there were common senses he needed to know as a member of an alpha family. The man was in charge of that education.

Kim Jungwoo, managing director, who wielded like limbs by Joo Taegwon, the actual master of this family.

After bringing Seowoo into the mansion, Managing Director Kim had personally educated him from one to ten. And that education included sex education to ensure Seowoo could properly receive his alphas as an omega. Managing Director Kim was the first person to see Seowoo’s body.

“Joo Seowoo.”

“…”

“I heard you told Taeseong no yesterday.”

At Managing Director Kim’s emotionless words, Seowoo visibly flinched. Managing Director Kim always treated Seowoo like an emotionless machine. It was not only toward Seowoo; it was his true nature, inherently apathetic and solidified as the executive secretary of the Juwon Group, but Seowoo had no way of knowing that. Seowoo was afraid of Managing Director Kim. He educated him and sometimes punished him without revealing any emotion. He seemed like a person born without any emotions.

“Uh…. I didn’t do that…, I didn’t….”

Seowoo, unable to even meet Managing Director Kim’s face, bowed his head and answered in a crawling voice. It was a small voice that would not be audible, but Managing Director Kim, who somehow heard it, immediately retorted.

“Taeseong said so.”

“…Ah.”

Seowoo, who had been rolling his eyes while biting his fingertips, let out a short groan.

The afternoon before, after Taeseong had ejaculated for the first time, he had lost his mind and spouted such words. His knee throbbed, and his hole stung. With his insides tingling and sore, it felt like he could not take any more. He must have uttered aloud what he had only thought inwardly. Seowoo covered his lips with the fingertips he had been chewing on.

“Do you need education?”

“…Pardon? Ah, no! Uh…. I was wrong… I was wrong, Managing Director….”

At Managing Director Kim’s words, Seowoo abruptly lifted his head and begged for forgiveness with eyes already brimming with tears.

He did not want to receive education. He had believed he would never enter the education room again…

“I was wrong… I won’t do it again…”

Seowoo, who had overlapped his hands, the tips ragged from excessive biting, rubbed his palms together and pleaded. His large eyes were filled with clear tears that seemed about to fall at any moment.