19. Jesse
The door slamming made me jump. Charlie wasn’t the type to slam doors, or get mad, so I knew how upset he was.
I grabbed one of the couch pillows and brought it to my chest, squeezing it to me. Did I want to upset him? No. I hated seeing him upset, especially when I was the reason. But didn’t he understand I was upset?
My omega girlfriend mated my best friend during her heat, which I guess wasn’t his fault implicitly, but why did he have to be so… perfect? He’d always been so tall and handsome and kind. Everyone had always fallen all over him. Men, women, omegas, betas, alphas, it never mattered. Everyone loved that charm.
And now my girlfriend did too.
The poor pillow in my arms had to bear the brunt of my wrath, but I didn’t care. Most of the time, being a beta didn’t bother me, smelling everyone all the time so strongly and having to deal with a rut felt like it would be annoying, but I couldn’t deny at times like this I wished I’d ended up in that three percent of the population pool who got to be different.
That wasn’t even the worst part. The worst part, the anger I held the deepest and wouldn’t even acknowledge to myself…
Why didn’t Charlie fuck me?
When we kissed during that heat, something inside of me flipped. Something about the way he did it, the almost yearning look in his eyes made me think… I’m not even sure. Made me think he could like me? Could be attracted to me. It made me understand why everyone seemed to fawn over him. Being caught in that intense gaze was almost addictive. Having Charlie’s attention on me felt like I was at the center of the universe. He was so gravitational that it seemed impossible to pull away, even if I wanted to.
But now it was all about Tara. And of course it was, she was his omega, and we all knew what that meant. Pack was an unbreakable bond—a tethered experience I couldn’t even begin to compare to, for either of them.
And though Tara didn’t treat me any differently, it was clear there was this thing now between us. A connection that they had that I didn’t know if I would ever get. Sometimes betas joined packs. It was good to have someone not so lost in lust that they couldn’t get food or water for everyone during heats and ruts. It’s why I knew to get water and food for everyone, it was almost instinctual at that point. But many packs had no interest in having a beta. They didn’t provide any real function beyond that to the pack, and what could I provide Charlie or Tara outside of a protein bar and some water?
Which only led to me thinking about how long it would take for me to be pushed out of the picture. It made sense that it would happen eventually. Probably gradually. I knew neither of them would intentionally hurt me, but soon dates would become just them, Charlie would convince her to move in and I’d see them less and less until I became just an image in the rearview mirror.
The thought made me nauseous, but I couldn’t see it going any other way.
I stood, needing to move, my curry long forgotten. I paced back and forth in front of my couch, circling my coffee table as I did. Was I being dramatic? Maybe, but I couldn’t help imagine all the ways I was bound to get pushed from this relationship.
As I circled, my eyes caught on the box of diamonds sitting there. I paused and picked it up, opening the lid and examining them again. Before Tara left, I should have asked her to help me put them on. I could have also asked Charlie if I had been less of a dickhead, but that apparently wasn’t happening.
They were beautiful, though that wasn’t surprising, Tara had excellent taste, as did Charlie. And something about knowing they picked this out for me together made me warm, though I wasn’t sure I wanted it to.
It made me think about the one around Tara’s neck. If these were supposed to be handcuffs, then what was hers supposed to be? A leash? I had never seen her like that. She always told me she didn’t have as much interest in being a sub—that it was for her viewers for the most part. But now I felt curious. I wanted to see if that was how she really felt.
During her heat she was definitely on the more submissive side, more than I’d ever seen her, but it still wasn’t to the degree she made it sound like on stream.
My mind spun so hard I had to sit on the couch, had to see for myself, I realized.
I grabbed my laptop and brought it out, moving my cold curry aside and setting it on the table in front of me. My hands shook a bit as my fingers moved across the keys, typing in SLCK’d. Tara came up quickly, she was a top streamer and so hot they loved plastering her everywhere. She’d even filmed a few commercials for the platform.
I put in my payment details and created an alias account to join. I called it Lemondrop69, hoping she might clock me in there.
As soon as I got on, I gasped aloud as Tara was there, a fuck machine behind her, a giant dildo attached going at breakneck speeds. She was on her hands and knees, the diamond necklace glittering, the only thing she still had on.
A silver chain dangled from it and reached out to the computer screen. I wasn’t quite sure why, but it was an interesting set up.
“Who’s going to donate to fuck me harder,” she gasped out. The machine was going, but definitely at a moderate pace. “I need it, need to be fucked harder.”
Fr0gz_: Don’t tip yet, let’s let her suffer a bit longer
LayUout11: Yeah baby, take my fat cock.
Wow, I knew the chat would sort of look like this, but seeing them come up like this did make me do a double take on it.
Glitched_Attraction69 donated $25
Glitched_Attraction69 : Just a little faster baby
It picked up, but only a miniscule amount. She still moaned at it. “Pull my leash harder master, show me who I belong to.”
Ah, so it was meant to look like the viewer was holding the leash. It made sense, and was so smart on her part. Give them the full fantasy, that’s what she was the best at. I could tell the chain was biting into her skin a bit, there was some kind of slip knot actually pulling it.
And full fantasy was definitely what I was getting. It always worried me that seeing Tara like this would make me feel weird. This was not only her job, but an act she was putting on. This wasn’t how she normally was—at least wasn’t before Charlie. And though she’d never been quite this submissive with him, it was obvious that this was a part of her too.
But seeing her now, it was obvious there was a part of her who liked this. Liked feeling like she was giving up control in a safe environment to do so. I also knew how much she loved to be watched, so that helped a lot.
Lemondrop69 donated $50
Lemondrop69: make yourself feel good
I watched the sex machine speed up, pumping at a faster rate. Tara flipped her hair up as it picked up, arching her back, enjoying the new fast pace. She was so beautiful that she looked like she’d practiced before. But it was obvious she was just enjoying herself, letting herself feel every ounce of pleasure.
Wow, I did that. My comment went through and now she was getting fucked harder. It obviously didn’t compare to actually getting to fuck her, but it became very apparent suddenly why people liked this. It felt like the closest you could get without actually being with her.
I hadn’t come here for this initially, but I took my cock out, unable to resist as it hardened by the second in my pants. She was just so mesmerizing like this. She fell to her forearms, barely catching herself with the shocking speed. Her tits squished against the bed, and something about that was so erotic on its own
“Thank you lemon drop. Your cock feels so fucking good.”
The imagery of me behind her had me stroking myself, paying extra attention to my tip. That was something she always did when we were together, and it drove me wild.
Glitched_Attraction69 donated $15
Glitched_Attraction69: not until you’ve worked for it. Now beg.
I wasn’t sure what he was doing until after a few seconds the machine slowed rapidly. It seemed it was based on the last donation amount, not the cumulative.
“Glitch please,” she begged. “Glitch please let me come.”
Glitched_Attraction69 donated $15
Glitched_Attraction69: Cute, but I know you can do better.
So this was her whale? He seemed… aggressive. Not in a dangerous way, but he certainly liked making a show for everyone.
I jerked my cock as I donated again.
Lemondrop69 donated $75
Glitched_Attraction69: Take my cock, come all over it. Come for me.
My fist moved up and down harder as the thought of her wrapped around me had me throwing my head back and breathing heavily. I wanted to come badly, but wasn’t ready yet, I wouldn't come if she didn’t.
“Fuck, please,” she begged. “Keep going.”
Glitched_Attraction69 donated $25
Glitched_Attraction69: Not quite pretty girl.
God, this guy was getting annoying.
Lemondrop69 donated 100
Lemondrop69: Come. Now. Be a good girl for me and listen.
That subtle dig at Glitch felt good. Felt like I was the one commanding—in control. It wasn’t something I had much, if any, experience in, but found myself enjoying, even the slightest bit.
It went back and forth like that for a while. Me donating high and Glitch going low. It was this strange dynamic we created. No one else in the chat participated. There were lots of comments, but it seemed the three of us were creating quite the show. And most were content to just enjoy.
At first I worried the constant push and pull would mess with Tara, but in reality, it seemed like she was enjoying it. She was moaning for both of us, and looked mindless at this point, the way I assumed I looked when I was in the other position.
Her slick was every where, the toy glistening with it in the prettiest way. What I wouldn’t give to be in the room, to smell that sweet cherry cola scent I’d come to love.
It was Glitch’s turn. I was surprised, it took him so long to donate. Tara fucked back against the dildo, the machine working hard with the $150 I just donated.
I could tell she was close. A light sheen of sweat broke out over her body, making her shine against her colored lighting she had placed around the space, bathing it all in purples and blues. Her tattoos almost glowed against the lighting, not like the glow of a blacklight, but somehow just enhanced with it. One of the first times I’d been there and asked to see her setup she called it her ‘bisexual lighting.’ That was the first time I had a piqued interest in seeing her stream, but obviously never went through with it.
I now regretted missing out on this for so long.
“Yes lemon drop I’m so close, I’m gonna…”
Glitched_Attraction69 donated $10
Glitchedattraction69Glitched_Attraction69: B eg for it for just a bit longer baby. Beg lemondrop69 for it and then maybe you can come.
He sent it before she even finished her sentence, like he was waiting for her to be right on the cusp. The annoyed whine that ripped through her was visceral, and only made me harder.
“Glitch why?” she whined.
Glitched_Attraction69 : better do it if you don’t want it to stop.
Lemondrop69: Beg me baby and I’ll let you go.
“Please lemon drop. Please let me come on your big cock. I want to feel you deep inside of me, want you to come inside of me so hard that there’s no way I’m not pregnant. Knot me so good I’ll be tied to you for days.”
Imagining her tied to me like that had my balls drawing up. I let her babble for a few more moments, typing slowly on purpose. I understood why Glitch decided to draw her out, liked watching her squirm, at least a little. But I couldn’t leave my girl like that for too long.
Lemondrop69 donated $100
Lemondrop 69: Come for me my sweet.
Glitched_Attraction69 donated $500
Glitched_Attraction69: Good girl.
The machine moved so fast I thought it might break. It took seconds for her body to tense and her eyes to roll to the back of her head. She was beautiful, coming around that cock. It spurred me on until I had to use one hand to catch the cum streaming from me.
It was strange, but I was imagining Glitch coming now as well. The three of us getting off together after this play had my head spinning and even more cum dripping from me.
When Tara was done she turned off the machine and sat up. “Well, that was… fun. I think I need to be done for the night, but I’ll be streaming in a few days.”
Glitched_Attraction69 donated $1000.
Glitched_Attraction69: Thanks for the show baby. When is that boyfriend of yours coming?
She smiled. “I made no promises, but you’ll always have me.”
She talked for a few more minutes before ending the stream. I closed my laptop and took a shower. While in there I thought about it more. What just happened was exhilarating to say the least. And imagining actually being there with her. Really thinking about replacing myself with that toy almost made me hard once more, and voyeurism had always been something I was interested in.
I got out of the shower, put a towel on, and flopped on my bed with my phone.
I clicked Tara’s contact and typed out a message.
My Love - Hey, I think I want to talk about stream.