9. The Machine

9

THE MACHINE

CHARLES

After weeks of stress and annoyance while I dealt with the legal and HR consequences of being engaged to my assistant, we were finally getting some peace.

Nico and his son spent a week at my house. Benji was just learning to walk, and he liked exploring the garden with me, toddling by my side, his little hand wrapped around my index finger. Then he found out he could walk by himself in the shallow part of my pool holding onto an inflatable ring, and we could barely get him out. It was the cutest thing.

One afternoon, four days into their stay, Benji fell asleep in my lap, and I was in love. He had Nico's stubborn forehead and pale eyelashes. I could see my future in Benji's little face. Out of nowhere, I had a family, and I couldn't wait for them to move in.

For our pre-wedding trip, we left Benji in the expert care of Nico's papa, who still looked at me with unveiled suspicion. Nico said he would come around, but I wasn't worried. I had years to prove myself to Nico's parents as a worthy son-in-law. Besides, I was most grateful to them because with the babysitting sorted, I could bring Nico to my mountain chalet.

The resort was half empty since it was August and the ski season wouldn't start until late October. During the day, we went on hikes and rented mountain bikes. Then I cooked Nico dinners and spoiled him with massages in the hot tub.

"This isn't right," he said as I rubbed the arch of his left foot. "I'm supposed to be doing this for you."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Not at all."

"Then what's your complaint?"

"You're my alpha, my master, and my boss. I'm the one who should be cooking for you and massaging your feet. You didn't even let me do the dishes."

I lowered his foot into the water and grabbed the other one. Holding his gaze, I winked.

"Oh, don't worry," I told him teasingly, "I'll soon be issuing orders for my obedient little slut."

"I'll always follow your orders, sir." Nico's lips twitched as he tried to hold back his smile.

When I kissed his big toe, he licked his lips suggestively, but I shook my head.

"We're not fucking yet, you horny animal."

Wiggling his toes, Nico squirmed in the water. "We could be."

"Soon."

I resumed rubbing his foot.

"I love fucking you," I said. "But I also like cooking for you and massaging your feet. You've been serving me for years. I want to take care of you the way you deserve."

"But you have been taking care of me."

I raised my eyebrows at him. I wasn't aware of any effort on my side except making him work overtime. "Have I?"

Nico nodded. "Since the very beginning. Remember the incident with Mr. Merchant? He harassed me in the staff kitchen. I was afraid to tell you at first, but you believed me and had him fired even though he was the head of sales, and I was a mere assistant who'd only just started at the company."

"I didn't want anyone touching you! I wanted to rip his balls off, shove them down his throat, and then fire him."

Nico gave me his most patient smile. "Or when I broke my little finger. You paid my medical bills and increased my insurance."

"The elevator door could have crushed your hand. You could have sued the company."

"And the daycare for Benji? All those paid vacations and weeks of paternal leave?"

"I didn't want you to quit."

"You've always been taking care of me."

I shrugged. "Well, it makes me happy."

Grinning, Nico looked so young and carefree. My heart felt full to bursting as I gazed at him.

"I love you, Charles," he said.

I pressed my face to the sole of his foot and closed my eyes. The melody of his voice as he said my name would remain forever imprinted in my brain.

"I'm the luckiest grumpy bastard on the planet."

My Nico giggled. "It tickles!"

I teased the sole of his foot with my short beard, and he flailed, water splashing around.

"Stop! Please!"

It was the first time ever he'd told me to stop. Immediately, I dropped his foot. Still laughing, he straddled me under the water, his cock nestling against my stomach. He kissed me for a long time, grinding onto my dick, whispering needy pleas into my ear.

"Fuck me, Charles. I want you all the time. Please."

I took him over the edge of the hot tub and fucked two screaming orgasms out of him.

Nico hadn't asked about the large box he'd seen in the trunk of my car. He knew if it were something that concerned him, he'd find out when it was the right time. I loved that about him—his patience, meekness, and the comfort he found in submitting to me. He trusted me.

I'd intentionally neglected Nico's nipples today. After a brief nursing session in the morning and a teasing massage after lunch, Nico's pecs were full to bursting. He didn't say a word, didn't complain, but cast me curious glances during the afternoon.

Now he sat on a simple chair in the chalet master bedroom. He was naked, his wrists bound behind him and his ankles tied to the chair legs. His expression was expectant but peaceful. When I kissed his eyelids and slid the sleep mask over his eyes, he smiled.

I tugged on the rope around his wrists. "Too tight?"

"No, sir."

I gently took his nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and tugged on them. Nico let out a small gasp.

"How are your tits?"

"Heavy, sir."

I pinched and tugged harder. "What do you need?"

"I need you to help me, sir."

"How?"

"Please, milk me, sir. I'm so full. I'm aching to feel your hands and mouth on me."

"You're not getting it yet."

With that, I spanked his left pec, then the right one.

Nico whimpered. A shudder went through him. He was panting, and his cock strained between his legs.

I watched him squirm for a while, then I began massaging his tits. Avoiding his nipples, I smeared his pecs with oil and kneaded them inward, helping the milk flow. Soon, drops of white nectar began forming at his nipples.

I had unwrapped and prepared the machine when he was in the shower. Now, I simply pulled it out from underneath the bed. It was already plugged in, the suction cups attached and ready.

I circled one nipple with a finger and positioned the suction cup.

Nico let out a sound of surprise as the silicone surrounded his areola, but he said nothing.

With one suction cup attached, I pressed the start button. The machine buzzed to life. Nico's nipple and the surrounding flesh were pulled deeper into the transparent cup. As the machine pumped, his nipple lengthened and shrank again. The milk squirted out, filling the thin tube.

"Charles?! Oh! Oh fuck!"

"Quiet, omega. Where are your manners?"

Nico pressed his lips together, whimpering. His hard cock was already twitching between his legs. He'd love this.

When I pressed the second cup to his other nipple, it was pulled in on the first try, and milk sprayed down the tube.

Nico threw his head back.

"Oh my God! Oh God!"

It looked so wrong. Obscene. The machine pumped and Nico's nipples moved in the transparent silicone cups, getting sucked deeper and looking bigger than ever. White milk filled the tubes and dripped into the container attached to the device. Nico arched in the chair, his jaw moving as he gasped for air.

"Do you like it, boy?"

"Yes. It's so…good. So… Ooh. Yes! Aaah!"

I thumbed the remote control, increasing the intensity.

Nico's wild moans got louder.

I fisted his cock and began squeezing in time with the milking machine.

My omega trembled, his cries getting high-pitched.

Nico didn't usually come without anything in his hole, but maybe today I could get him there. I upped the intensity of the milking once more. I was fascinated by the sight of Nico's chest in the contraption. The machine sucked harder than I could, both sides in perfect synchrony, and Nico's groans of pleasure became guttural.

It took maybe a couple of minutes. Nico screamed when he came, his cock spurting cum over the back of my hand.

I let go of it but didn't turn the machine off.

"You're getting milked like cattle."

Nico moaned.

"But you love it, don't you?"

"Yes. I love it," he murmured, breathless. "Thank you so much, sir, for doing this to me."

"What should I do with you now, hm? Do you want me to turn it off?"

"No!"

I chuckled. "No?"

"Please, sir. A little longer." Panting and squirming, he pushed his chest out. The cups held, sucking rhythmically.

"What do you want, Nico?" I softened my voice.

Nico seemed to hesitate. Then he licked his lips. "I'd like to get on all fours. I want you to flog me while the thing sucks my tits."

My dick jerked in my pants.

I pressed a kiss to his parted lips. "I love you, my kinky boy."

After lowering the intensity on the machine, I untied him and removed the eye mask. Nico eyed the appliance, two suction cups with tubes leading to a white metal box not bigger than a backpack. The milk bottle attached to it was half full.

Then I helped him to get on his knees, while he held the suction cups in place. They remained attached, dangling on his pecs when he settled on all fours.

"Oh God, Charles. This is obscene."

"Yeah?"

"I love this. Thank you so much."

"Should I up the sucking again?"

"Please!"

I pressed the plus button on the control a few times, and Nico moaned. His nipples filled the cups, drawn out like never before. With the tubes and everything weighing them down, his pecs looked even more like real teats.

He rocked, making them sway. It made him cry out. He curved his spine, angling his hips into a perfect mating position. The sight spurred me into action.

I hopped up and retrieved the flogger from the nightstand. It was Nico's favorite, medium-sized, with a good sting.

I got into position by his side and stroked his ass cheeks. He was wet from his previous orgasm, so much so, I could smear his slick around his ass and make his skin glisten all over.

When I hit him with the flogger, the leather met the wetness, smacking loudly.

Nico wailed.

He spread his legs wider, and I knew what he wanted. I let the flogger land between his ass cheeks, the leather strips falling onto his slick hole.

He got wild like never before. My darling. Mewling and sobbing, he writhed and pushed his ass out for more.

After ten blows, I dropped the flogger and spanked him with my hand in quick succession.

"Charles!" he squealed. "I'll come! I'll come!"

I quickly stuffed four fingers into his loose hole. Nico pushed back, fucking himself on my hand, as he orgasmed for what felt like ages.

At that moment, the machine turned itself off. The milk bottle was full.

The cups slid down Nico's pecs and fell to the floor. Milk oozed from his nipples in two thin strings, then dripped, until the stream stopped.

My omega panted and shivered as his hole clenched on my fingers.

"Show me your tits."

Nico knelt and cupped his pecs, lifting them for my inspection. He gazed up at me, his eyes tearful, face and chest blotched with a post-orgasmic flush. His mouth open, he breathed loudly as if he were still aroused.

His nipples were almost as big as my thumbs, dark pink and glistening with wetness, sticking out from his empty pecs as if they still wanted attention.

"Stay like that."

I stood above him and took my erection into my hands.

"Open your mouth."

With his lips parted and droplets of sweat on his face, he looked wrecked.

I jerked off furiously, eating him up with my gaze—his swollen eyelids, puffy lips, his huge nipples… His pupils were still blown as if I'd drugged him.

"I love you, Charles. I love you so much."

His breathless declaration was my undoing. I managed to keep my eyes open and watch my cum land all over him. Onto his tongue, over his cheeks and lips, and onto his ruined tits.

I shoved my cockhead into his mouth, and Nico cleaned it obediently. Then he began smearing the cum around, on his face, around his throat, and all over his tits. He massaged his poor nipples with cum-stained hands while he suckled on my softening cock.

"I want to forbid you from ever showering again," I said, making him smirk. "But that would quickly get uncomfortable. Go get yourself clean while I watch."

With his head down like a good serf, he walked in front of me to the bathroom. Quietly, he performed his bedtime routine as if I weren't there, but I could tell he was playing it up for me. He peed sitting down while he tenderly caressed his enlarged nipples. When he washed his crease in the shower, he angled his ass toward me. After he dried himself, he took one pec into both hands and squeezed a few drops of milk out of it, which he smeared around his nipple like lotion. Then he did the same to the other side.

All clean with his teeth brushed, he stood before me, head bent submissively.

"What do you want me to do now, sir?"

"Take the milk bottle from the machine and put it into the fridge. Then wait for me in bed."

"Yes, sir."

Later, he lay in my arms, playing with my fingers.

"What do you think about our new toy?" I asked.

"It's brilliant. I enjoyed it very much."

"But if we use it regularly, your pecs will get permanently enlarged, and you'll have even more milk."

Rubbing his cheek on my chest, he looked up at me. His smile was a little coy. "Wouldn't you like that?"

My lips twitched. "Would you?"

He nodded, biting his lip. "I'd love that."

"Then we use it every day."

"And what are we going to do with the milk?"

I shrugged. "We donate it to the paternity ward at the hospital."

"Okay."

I pressed a kiss to his hair. "Are you sleepy?"

"A little."

"Then close your eyes, darling."

"Charles?"

"Hm?"

"After the wedding, when I'm in heat…"

"Yes?"

"Could we use the machine?"

I lowered my voice into a soft growl. "You want me to breed you while you're getting milked?"

He squirmed against my body and sighed. "Is that weird?"

"No. Why?"

"It's just that…my orgasms are so powerful whenever my nipples are involved. But it's… We're about to conceive and… Is it strange that I want it like that? If anyone knew…"

"Nobody knows because it's none of their business. Besides, everyone has sexual fantasies. I feel sorry for those who never get to experience what they dream about."

He was quiet for a moment, his fingers dancing on my chest. "I'm so lucky to have you, Charles."

"Not nearly as lucky as me, my sweetheart."

When I could feel him falling asleep, I whispered, "Dream of me, my darling. About how much milk you'll have when you're in heat. I'll make your tits feel so good. I'll milk them dry while I fuck your womb and breed you."

Nico sighed contentedly.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, he was horny. I fucked him long and slow until he fell asleep again, full of my cum. In the morning, I woke him up with my mouth on his nipples.