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(BL)Alpha Made

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further. In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even. He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction. That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him. All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made. That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next. Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him. The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved. He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch. Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small. This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)

CalyB · LGBT+
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152 Chs

The shower bench never forgets (m)

Andrew held his breath as Maxwell sunk down, taking every inch of him inside. The two of them had already cleaned up, and now it was time for the fun part. At first Maxwell had protested when Andrew had tried to clean him up, especially of Andrew's cum, but when Andrew involved his teeth and mouth, Maxwell had relented. 

Now, the two sat on the bench in the shower, Maxwell's hands gripping his shoulders, a crumpled condom wrapper to the side, and Andrew felt like he was coming home. 

Maxwell was warm, wet, and squeezed him so tightly it was almost painful. He would have been worried he was hurting him if Maxwell didn't have a look of pure bliss on his face as he sunk down until he hit Andrew's crotch, full of Andrew. Maxwell's grip on his shoulders tightened, and Maxwell let out a deep, satisfied groan.