Make Me Moan Mr Therapist. Chapter 83: We should be changing positions (18 )

Just when Gabe thought his asshole would definitely be ruined beyond repair today...Alex still relentlessly fucking him, giving him no room to protest, no space to breathe....Alex suddenly withdrew.

The abrupt emptiness made Gabe gasp sharply, air finally filling his lungs as his body trembled on its own. His knees dug into the bed as he sagged forward, panting hard. His abused hole pulsed faintly, red and slightly stretched, cum dripping down his thighs in slow, sticky trails....the clear aftermath of the huge dildo that had been used on him without rcy.

He stopped.

At least... that’s what Gabe thought.

He finally decided to stop, Gabe thought inwardly, chest heaving as he stayed on his knees, weak and overstimulated.

But then he was curious about why Alex stopped suddenly.

"What’s wrong?" Gabe asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you stop suddenly?"

Alex lifted his head slightly, raising an eyebrow all while he walked up and stood before Gabe. His voice ca out calm, maddeningly composed."Do you want to keep going?"

But before Gabe could answer, Alex pushed his thick, cum-dripping dick straight into Gabe’s mouth.

"Suck it."

Without wasting a second, Gabe obeyed. His lips closed around Alex, tongue working eagerly as he sucked like his life depended on it, one hand coming up to stroke the length he couldn’t fit in his mouth.

"Slurp... slurp... slurp..."

"Oh yes, Gabe," Alex groaned softly, his head tilting back as the pleasure hit him full force. His entire body went rigid, fire racing through his veins as his orgasm built fast and uncontrollable.

Alex’s hand slid into Gabe’s hair, gripping firmly as he began thrusting forward, forcing Gabe to take more of him. He didn’t slow down when Gabe gagged. He didn’t care when tears welled up in Gabe’s eyes. He just kept slamming his hips forward, using his mouth until his control finally snapped.

"Oh....fuck!"

Alex groaned loudly as he ca, thick spurts filling Gabe’s mouth. His head fell back in pure, unrestrained pleasure before he finally pulled away.

Cum spilled down Gabe’s lips, but he quickly licked it up, swallowing everything like it was a rare, precious delicacy.

"How do you feel now?" Alex asked at last, still panting as his hand continued stroking his sensitive length.

He sat down in front of Gabe, their gazes locking. Even then, his hand never stopped moving.

"I feel good, Daddy," Gabe replied, his words slurred and lazy from overstimulation.

And I’ll be returning this favor soon, he added inwardly.

Alex chuckled softly. "I’m glad you do. I guess today’s therapy was a success, then."

As he spoke, his body tensed once more and he cumd again, spilling over his own lap with a low, drawn-out groan.

Afterward, Alex stood up, stepped closer, and calmly unlocked the cuffs on Gabe’s wrists and ankles. Then, without warning, he scooped Gabe up into his arms, carrying him bridal-style.

Even though Gabe could walk, he knew there was no way he could manage it now. His body felt completely drained, weak enough that he’d collapse if Alex let go.

He didn’t even fuck with his dick....just a dildo and I’m this weak? Gabe scoffed inwardly.

Is it because I’m still under the influence of an oga suppressant? That must be it. My body’s reacting like an oga under a beta who’s more powerful than them.

If Alex can do this with just a dildo...

An oga actually fucked by his dick would be completely useless. Beyond ruined.

"Where are you taking ?" Gabe asked softly, his voice barely audible. "Are we done?"

Alex glanced down at him, lips curling faintly. "We’re not done. We should be changing positions."

Gabe’s heart skipped a beat.

"But not today," Alex added smoothly. "You’re already too weak. We can continue another ti."

Good, you bastard, Gabe thought with a heavy inward sigh.

"I should help you take a bath right now," Alex continued.

Gabe nodded in response, too drained to say much. He rested his head against Alex’s chest as Alex began walking, steady and unhurried, toward the steps. He ascended them carefully, soon leaving the playground behind. Monts later, they were inside Alex’s office, the door closing softly behind them.

Alex didn’t pause. He headed straight for the bathroom and gently laid Gabe into a bathtub already filled with warm water. The heat seeped into Gabe’s aching body almost instantly, drawing a soft sigh from his lips.

I should step out and let you wash yourself, Alex thought inwardly. If I stay any longer, I might get tempted to fuck your asshole again.

Without voicing the thought, he turned and quietly left the bathroom, closing the door behind him and leaving Gabe alone.

"Damn... I feel like my asshole is completely ruined," Gabe murmured under his breath.

He tried to sit upright in the bathtub, but a sharp ache shot through him, forcing him to stop. His face twisted slightly as he hissed.

"How could he be so rough?" he muttered. "How am I even supposed to sit in my wheelchair like this?"

He let out a heavy sigh and shifted carefully, sitting more on one side of his ass instead. Resting his head against the smooth edge of the tub, he allowed his body to sink lower into the water. Warm, soapy suds covered him from the chest down, leaving only his head exposed.

It felt... good.

Too good, Gabe thought inwardly, a faint, warm smile tugging at his lips.

I’ve never felt like this before. This used... this wrecked.

His brows furrowed slightly as another thought crept in.

How can a beta possess this much strength?

Not just Alex’s dick which looked powerful, veiny but even his hands. The way he handled the dildo had been firm, confident, overwhelming. Strong hands. Sexy hands. Veins standing out as if carved there on purpose.

"What can’t he do at this rate?" Gabe murmured softly, letting out a quiet chuckle. "He really knows how to use every part of his body perfectly. Damn..."

His thoughts drifted further before he could stop them.

I’ve tasted his lips. Now his hands. I feel like I’ve tasted almost every part of him... except his precious dick.

He frowned.

Yeah, I’ve stroked it. I’ve sucked it. But I’ve never had it inside .

A jolt of realization hit him.

"Fuck! what? Inside ?!" Gabe snapped under his breath, eyes widening. "That’s crazy!"

He shook his head slightly, annoyed at himself.

"Only I have the right to shove my dick into his asshole. Not the other way around," he muttered. "I’m not an oga, for crying out loud. I need to stop thinking like one."

The words ca out sharper than intended, though still quiet enough that Alex wouldn’t hear....at least, he hoped not.

After another heavy sigh, Gabe refocused.

I should go away from here imdiately, he thought. I need to check up on Fred.

His expression darkened faintly.

I really hope that bastard Damien isn’t making life a living hell for him.

Determined to finish quickly, Gabe began washing himself, movents slow and careful as he worked through the soreness. He wanted to be done soon so he could call Alex back and have him carry him out of the bathroom once more.

Soon enough, he finished.

Before he could even call out, the bathroom door opened.

Alex stepped inside and walked straight to the tub. Without a word, he lifted Gabe up in a bridal carry, water dripping back into the tub as he carried him out of the bathroom.

He helped Gabe dry off, then assisted him in getting dressed, movents efficient but careful. Once finished, Alex gently settled him into his wheelchair, making sure he was comfortable, although Gabe wasn’t.

He could only sit down on one ass.

"So," Alex said, raising an eyebrow as curiosity flickered in his eyes, "where are you heading now?"

He continued before Gabe could respond. "You’re going back to Sabe’s house, right? Since that’s what you decided."

Gabe nodded.

"But let ask....how long do you plan to keep living with him? And... are you going to bring up the divorce soon? The officers won’t act unless you do." Alex added.

"It’s not ti yet," Gabe replied calmly, a warm but resolute smile on his face. "Let the officers handle the Fetalyn case first. Once that’s settled, everything else will fall into place."

He glanced up at Alex. "Anyway, I’ll be back here tomorrow. To continue."

"No."

Alex’s response was imdiate and firm.

Gabe’s eyes widened in shock. "What?"

"We’re not having a therapy session tomorrow," Alex said smoothly. "But I do have sowhere to take you."

"Huh?" Gabe raised an eyebrow, curiosity flashing in his eyes. "And where’s that?"

Alex smiled....warm, unreadable.

"Just co over tomorrow," he said. "You’ll know then."

Now that’s suspicious. Gabe thought inwardly all while he swallowed hard. Is it another place to fuck again? He said we’re not having therapy session tomorrow but looks like we’ll be having. Anyways...I can’t wait to see what you’re planning Alex.