Gamers’ Omega (Gimme MMMMMore #5)

Chapter 8

~Mid April~

“S omebody’s cheery,” Tony teased, bumping my shoulder as we got out of the SUV after game night.

“That’s because he won,” Beck laughed. “Trounced everybody at the table.”

Ian pulled me in for a deep kiss. “And a glorious defeat it was.”

I blushed. “It was just luck.”

“You keep telling yourself that,” Freddie laughed. “The rest of us know you’ve got a head for strategy.”

“Huh?”

He grinned. “You don’t see it, do you?”

“Not really. I just make the best move I can.”

“But you don’t make the best move for the round,” Ian stated. “I watched you pass up immediate gains, and sometimes I couldn’t figure out why. But you study everything. You consider the pros and cons and have a good eye for figuring out how things will change for several rounds. Every time I thought you passed up an opportunity, it turned out to be the right move as somebody else got bogged down. That’s not just luck.”

“He’s right,” Beck agreed. “I’ve seen it too. Everybody plays to win, but many times the advantage goes to somebody who can see the bigger picture. Honestly, I’d love to see you develop those skills. You’d start winning tournaments pretty quickly.”

I shook my head. “I’m not that good.”

Ian passed me over to Beck, who kissed my forehead. “But you are.”

Beck settled his hand against the small of my back and guided me into the house, where I was greeted with the familiar sound of Pico’s chirps and the smell of chili.

“Frito pies for dinner,” Freddie informed me as we took off our shoes.

“Hell yeah,” Tony said. “Crunchy, spicy, and cheese.”

I laughed. “I’d never had one before moving here, but they are addicting.”

Freddie looped an arm around Ian’s shoulders. “You’re coming with me to prep garnishes. I’m making you cut the onions.”

“Why me?” Ian protested.

Freddie kissed him. “Because you promised me a morning beej, and failed to deliver.”

“Hey! It’s not my fault Tony had you down his throat before I woke up.”

“You snooze, you lose,” Tony laughed.

“He’s right,” Freddie laughed. “So now you get to cut onions, and I’ll fuck your face later.”

“At least there’s a consolation prize,” Ian muttered.

My dick twitched, and heat spread across my face as I blushed again.

“You ok?” Beck asked. “Too much?”

I shook my head and bit my lip. “I-it’s ok.”

“You sure?”

I nodded.

Why did the thought of Ian sucking Freddie off have me interested all of a sudden?

“Come on,” Beck said, grabbing my hand. “Pico’s finally starting to say to say it.”

I grinned. “Really?”

He nodded. “It’s still a bit mumbly, but I think he’ll be singing ‘I kissed a bird’ clearly pretty soon.”

Beck, Tony, and I headed to the living room, while Freddie and Ian veered off into the kitchen. However, even as I praised Pico on his new phrase, I couldn’t get the mental image of Ian sucking Freddie out of my head.

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The water park was a bad idea.

It had seemed like a great idea when Tony suggested it. The local indoor water park had twice-monthly adults-only nights, and I’d been excited to go swimming without hordes of kids around.

Then I saw the guys in their swim trunks. It was the most skin of theirs I’d seen at once, and it only served to compound my wild thoughts.

Ever since hearing Freddie tease Ian about blowjobs, I’d had increasingly vivid fantasies about the four of them. My imagination supplied me no end of them pleasuring each other.

I didn’t know if such thoughts were good or bad. Worse, I didn’t know that it was good or bad that I wanted to watch.

Ian whistled and eyed me up and down. “Damn, we should have done this sooner.”

My face and shoulders heated with a blush. “I-I’m nothing special.”

He shook his head, grabbed my waist, and pulled me against him. “Wrong, you’re everything special.”

“That doesn’t even make sense.”

He grinned and kissed the tip of my nose. “It doesn’t have to. You just have to believe that you’re special.”

“He’s right,” Freddie said as he stopped beside us. “You’re sweet and fun to be around. Good looking too.”

“You’re good-looking too,” I replied. “All of you.”

“Damn straight,” Tony laughed, wrapping his arms around me from behind. He kissed just below my ear. “I’ve got high standards, including for myself. I figure I have to look my best if I’m gonna keep the best men around.”

Beck laughed. “Don’t worry Tony, we’ll still love you even when you’re old and wrinkly.”

“Why take the chance though?” Tony joked. “I plan to stay young and wrinkle-free forever.”

“And make us look like cradle robbers?” Ian mock gasped. “That’s a rather asshole move, don’t you think? I personally plan on aging gracefully.”

I chuckled. The guys had a great dynamic.

“Ok,” Freddie started. “Water slides or lazy river first?”

“I say slides until the lines get bad, then lazy river,” Ian replied.

“Works for me,” I agreed.

We weaved through the crowd as we made our way to a cluster of staircases. Some groups were headed in the same direction as us, others were walking toward the bar, and still more seemed intent on finding open loungers.

“Do you guys do this often?” I asked as we started up a set of stairs.

“A couple times a year,” Freddie replied. “When we think it might be less crowded. It’s still early in the evening, but it can get pretty busy as the night goes on. I prefer it when it’s quieter.”

“What he’s saying,” Ian laughed, “is that we tend to clear out when the college peeps start getting drunk.”

“They let drunk people on the waterslides?” I asked.

Tony chortled. “Of course not. Security lifeguards will come out soon to stand at the base of the stairs. Drunk people are stopped before they can go up. But they’re still allowed in the pools and lazy river. They also tend to crowd the walkways and lounge areas.”

“Security lifeguard?”

Tony grinned at me and nodded. “They look like bouncers, except they wear swim trunks and white shirts.”

“Tony likes to ogle them… after a few drinks anyway,” Beck added.

“Can’t blame a man for looking,” Tony argued. “Especially when you know that no amount of eye candy can pull me away from you lot.”

“Weren’t you just saying that you have to keep in shape to attract the best men?” Ian teased.

“ Keep the best men, keep. I’ve already attracted you, now I just have to hold on,” Tony retorted.

I couldn’t hold back a giggle.

“I plan to keep you too,” Tony declared, draping himself over my shoulders.

“Isn’t that up to me?” I laughed.

He leaned in and kissed my cheek. “Of course, but you choosing to stay around is the same thing.”

“Next,” called a bored-sounding attendant.

“Go ahead,” Ian said, motioning to me.

I grinned, sat as indicated by the signs, and let the water carry me down the twisting tube. Laughter bubbled up as I reached the end, and I almost forgot to hold my breath as I splashed into the pool below.

I wiped the water from my face and swam to the safe area just as I heard Beck’s “Whee!” as he reached the end of the slide.

Beck’s splash doused me anew and caused another fit of laughter.

He grinned, swam over, and pulled me into his arms, and surprised me with a kiss. “Having fun?”

“Yeah,” I replied just as Tony came off the slide.

“Good.”

Tony swam over and wrapped his arms around both our shoulders. “Nobody told me we were having a makeout session at the bottom.”

“Surprise,” Beck laughed while turning to kiss Tony. “I’m in a mood to let everybody know my men are taken.”

Ian and Freddie joined us as they came down the slide, then it was time to head to the next slide. We all made our way to the edge of the pool and the guys started climbing out.

My mouth went dry as water cascaded from their bodies and swim trunks clung to their legs—in addition to other places.

The thoughts I’d been trying to suppress roared to life, and I turned away. I gulped deep breaths while focusing on the water.

“Eric?”

Ripples lapped along the grout line between tiles. Somebody shouted as they splashed into the pool.

More ripples.

“Eric?”

The soft thunk of the flapper in the wall outlet.

A hand landed on my shoulder and I yelped in surprise.

“Whoah,” Freddie said from where he’d swam up behind me. “Are you ok?”

I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head.

“Are you hurt? Do I need to call a lifeguard?”

I shook my head again. “No. I-I’m not hurt.”

He closed in and slung his arm around my waist. “Talk to me, Sweetheart. What’s wrong?”

I turned and clung to him. “I… I…”

How was I supposed to tell him that I—the omega who was scared to have sex—was having dirty thoughts about the four alphas dating me?

Freddie ran one arm up and down my back.

“Everything ok?” asked a voice I didn’t recognize.

“I think so,” Freddie replied. “He told me he’s not hurt.”

There was an uncomfortable silence, then the voice spoke again. “Ok… I guess. Let me know if you need me though.”

“I will.”

“Was that the lifeguard?” I murmured.

“Either that or another employee,” Freddie confirmed.

“I’m sorry. I… I just…”

“It’s ok,” he said as he kissed my hair. “Whatever it is, you can tell me.”

I took a deep breath. “I want to watch,” I blurted.

“Watch?” he asked. There was a long moment of silence, then, “Oh.”

I whimpered and started to pull away.

Freddie tightened his arm around my middle and held me close. “Hey… it’s ok.”

“But…”

“It’s ok. I can’t make any promises. We’ll have to discuss this as a group. But it’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“It’s weird.”

Freddie started laughing, and I cringed.

“There’s nothing weird about it,” he declared with a chuckle.

“How do you know?”

“Because if it was, the porn industry wouldn’t be as big as it is.”

It took a minute for his words to sink in, but I slumped in his embrace as soon as they did.

“Come on,” he murmured. “I told the others to decide on the next slide. Let’s catch up and have fun.”

“Ok.”

Freddie helped me from the pool and we found the others at the base of a staircase a moment later.

“Everything ok?” Ian asked.

I didn’t know what to say. Was I ok? I opened my mouth, but no words came out.

“I think so,” Freddie stated after several uncomfortable seconds of silence. “It’s nothing bad. Eric’s just dealing with some insecurities.”

“Not about being in a swimsuit, right?” Tony asked. “Cause you look great.”

I shook my head as my face heated. “Not that…”

“Do you want to talk about it here?” Beck asked, resting a hand on my upper arm.

“No.”

“It’s something to talk about at home,” Freddie stated.

Ian wrapped his arms around me. “Whatever it is, we’ll listen when you’re ready. Ok?”

I nodded.

He kissed my forehead. “Good. Now, try not to worry about it and just have fun.”

“Unless you want to leave,” Beck added.

I shook my head. “No, I want to stay.”

“Ok then,” Tony chirped. “Play now, talk later.”

I smiled. “Yeah.”

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