Zipping and zooming around, everyone wanted to see what the commotion was. This was the VIP section of a gang owned brothel, so it was only the most influential and productive members of the gang and the very most connected people in the southern quadrant of the city. No one outside of the section realized anything was going on here. That might have been for the better. Camron and Ashton stopped by their house and took their regularly prescribed heat suppressants. They also took a blue one just to make sure nothing leaked while in the club. Anna thought it was a bad idea, but they had assured her that many omegas on the down low used the emergencies in tandem with prescriptions to keep both safe and active long term when outside during a heat. The prescriptions only dulled the muscle cramps and brought down the fever so they could think rationally. They would still have to sweat it out and be in relative discomfort without the blue pill shutting off the hormones entirely. When it wore off, they would only feel the dull ache and start sweating out pheromones.
Ashton was called out directly. There was only the twins and their whores on the couch they were in. They were purposely facing away from the crowds. The rest of us were on the sides. He reached down and took a swig from the bottle of liquor on the couch before setting it down. "Alright. You think that, right!? Get off the couch, Cam. I am going to prove a point." he said. The whores and Cam got up and gave him some space. Ashton looked at the captain. "You think you're clever, huh? You're not. You think I can't fuck whenever I want? You're wrong." He looked at the whore assigned to him. "Can you get over here and make it pretty for me? I need to show what a stud really looks like. She looked around in confusion. She knew he was an omega. She clearly believed he could not do it. He snapped his fingers at her very rudely. "Hey bitch! I think I just asked you something. Am I not talking to you? I said to blow me. Right here. Right now." Anna sighed and took charge. "You're being paid to serve. Get to serving, girl." she said seriously. She gulped and got to work on Ashton.
Being that he was drunk and in heat, it took a while to get going. But he did get hard and she did give him a really good blow job. Ashton moaning in pleasure like a girl did not mean anything. Beta males moaned when they were getting it good enough. When Ash was close, he began to skull fuck her. "Not deep enough baby." he teased her, sticking out his tongue. He and Camron could both be really bratty and willful in the bedroom. Ashton came down her throat and pulled his pants up immediately. No one needed to see his ass was wet from his own slick. It was not like he would be inviting the captain to sit down with him either. "It's a brothel, but this isn't the back room. Not like I can blow her out right here." he said with a shrug. Our whole group was impressed. He owned the situation and actually forced the alpha captain to back down. "Whatever you say, slut. You'll slip up eventually. It happened already." he spat before turning around and leaving. Ashton had done it. He had managed to do it. A perfect beta male performance. And on his heat while drunk. What a man.
