Dean had kept an eye on the stranger who had been ahead of them in line, he was a Hunter through and through and though Dean didn't have a natural born monster detector like his daughter, he ran on instinct and his instinct told him the creepy big guy who kept on his sunglasses and Stetson even indoors, had been scoping out a pretty prostitute who was purchasing a soda in another line.
John had schooled the boys long ago that some monsters preferred the flesh and blood of Omegas and females as it was sweeter than any run of the mile male.
He watched as the prostitute, then Grace and finally the monster, headed toward the bathrooms then sprung into action.
…..
Castle managed to carry both the pizza box and the two huge bags of products from the pharmacy inside without dropping a thing. He yelled, "Jack, I'm home" before carefully ascending the stairs. Once he got to the top he picked up the faint scent of horny Beta.
"Jack…Jack!"
Jack poked his head out his bedroom door then hurried to help his dad, taking the pizza and leaving the bags. The freshly minted Omega was starving and he felt as if he hadn't eaten in days. Jack's body was in a metamorphosis and soon enough he'd fill out, grow taller and pack on lean muscle. For an Omega, much like a female, he would mentally mature faster than a young Alpha or Beta as his overall being would ready itself for procreation. Omegas were truly nature's miracles even though they weren't always treated as such.
The boy dropped the box on his bed and practically tore it open to get to the calorie dense cheesy goodness inside and proceeded to devour a slice. He only looked up when Castiel set the bags on the dresser and growled, "Where is he?"
Jack wiped his grease covered mouth with the back of his hand and gave his dad a perplexed frown, "who?"
"The boy, I caught the faint scent of Beta."
"Oh, Beau came over looking for Gracie."
Castiel got down to his sons level and grabbed the bathrobe Jack was wearing, "Did he touch you, say anything about…" Cas gestured toward Jack's hips, "all of this?"
Jack stammered, "N-no, no he-he left right away." Honestly, the hard look in his dad's eyes made him feel a little scared. Once Castiel relaxed, so did Jack.
Cas mumbled to himself,"Good, good, Beau is a good boy." The Alpha pointed toward the bags on the dresser, "I purchased everything I think you will need but since your mother won't be home until tomorrow I thought I'd call your grandma Scotty…"
"He hates being called "grandma"."
"…Grammy Scotty and have him field any questions about these puberty related things and show you how to use these products. I'm scarred after the shop bottom…"
"Dad!"
"Sorry, the Omega sales clerk explained everything in great detail," Castiel lowered his eyes, "way too much detail."
Jack needed to feed first and then worry about his sore new opening after he gorged himself. He waved a hand toward the door, "don't call Grammy, I don't want to be fussed over right now, but maybe later." He gave his dad a strained smile, "I just want my mom and food and to think for awhile."
"To piss myself in private until I figure this out." Jack decided death was a better choice than to let his dad know he couldn't control where his pee came from.
Before leaving the room, Castiel handed Jack the book he purchased, "The Miracle of Omegas is a best seller and I was told it answers many questions to fresh Omegas."
Jack let out a grunt to acknowledge Cas as he tore through a second slice of pizza.
Cas left his ravenous son, relieved to have a break.
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Grace moved like a ghost around the semis in the vast parking lot as she tracked the vampire who was tracking the young prostitute. The teen grimaced as her bare feet hit the gravel but she'd been through worse while hunting. Once she spotted her prey she realized she'd made a rookie mistake, Grace had no decent weapon and she had no back up. For all Dean knew, she was still in the can.
"Mom is gonna kill me." Grace turned back toward the truck stop and straight into her mother, Dean clamped a hand over her mouth before she could make a sound. The look on his face told Grace she was in for it once this was over.
He thrust a machete into her hand none too gently then took the lead.
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Molly skipped into the Wellspring Wellness Center, gave a cheery wave to Lila at the front desk and went right to her mom's yoga class to tell Scotty she had a big surprise for him and Molly couldn't wait to see the look on her mom's face when he found out Sam was back.
The girl peered through the window to the classroom and watched as tall, beautiful Scotty worked himself into a position something akin to a pretzel as the advanced students followed suit.
"Crud, Mom will kill me if I barge in there…" She glanced down at her Fitbit, "half hour to go…"
Under Molly's strict instructions, Sam headed to the juice bar to wait until she brought their mom. Sam caught the pleasing scent of a prime Omega as soon as he entered the empty juice bar, empty save for a dirty blonde with his back to Sam as he polished a Vitamix.
The Alpha gave an appreciative once over the tight little ass clad in snug shorts and the way the Omega's lean muscles moved beneath his t shirt as he did his cleaning.
The young lawyer cleared his throat to get the guys attention, "What do you recommend?"
The bartender stiffened, hands frozen in mid polish, he took a deep breath before turning to find Sam Winchester standing there. His blue eyes big as saucers, Alfie let out a gasp. He jumped over the counter, reached up and wrapped his arms around Sam and stood on tiptoe in order to nuzzle the Alpha's neck.
Sam enveloped his first love into his arms, bent down and pressed his nose against the Alfie's soft hair, breathing in his comforting scent. They stayed that way, wrapped in each other's arms, until Lila broke it up.
"Alfie, get your butt back behind the bar before the boss catches you mackin' on the customers!"
The moment gone, Sam released the Omega and took two steps back. With his head lowered and bangs hiding his eyes, Alfie couldn't read Sam's expression, all he could tell was Sam's cheeks were as flushed as his felt. He placed a hand on the giants arm, "Sam, could I see you later?"
Sam nodded, "I'd like that."
"Are you staying at your mom and dad's place?"
"For now."
Sam turned and left without another word, almost tripping over a chair in the process. Seeing Alfie again brought back so many feelings, feelings Sam had no right to feel considering he was engaged. He wondered if coming home had been the right thing after all.
…..
"Stay behind me and be quiet."
Grace whispered under her breath, "Mom, I'm sorry."
Dean let out a warning growl and Grace went silent.
The Hunter peered around a truck and saw the vamp, teeth bared and ready to strike, sidling up behind the prostitute.
The kid turned in time to see the creature rushing toward him and before he knew it he was flat on his back with a 225 pound, snarling madman on top of him. He let out a scream loud enough to wake the dead.
The Vampire was distracted by whoever shouted, "Hey, ugly, over here!"
He looked up and laid eyes on the Hunter standing just a few yards in front of him, bowlegs braced apart and a machete raised to strike. Instead of showing fear, the creature trucker gave Dean a toothy grin, "Well, well, what in the hell are you. You smell like pussy but stink like hunter," he backhanded the kid, knocking him out then rose up to face this very interesting human. "Man, you are just too pretty to kill, how bout I turn you and you can be my eternal fuck toy."
Dean let out a sharp laugh, "No thanks, I like my guys handsome and human." He gestured with his fingers, "Come get some."
Grace rushed up behind the vamp ready to take off his head and save the day but instead she took an elbow to the face which sent her sprawling. Eyes clouded with blood from a head wound, the young Hunter scrubbed her arm across her eyes then crawled to her weapon. She got back on her feet just in time to see another vampire heading their way.
"Mom, there's another one!"
Dean Swung and missed as the surprisingly nimble vampire dodged his machete, "My hands are a little full!"
Grace took off running for the Impala.
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Beau took the stairs two at a time in a rush to reach his bedroom. He was slowed down only for a second as he ran into his sister Angie, practically knocking her to the floor. He slammed his door and locked it behind him.
Angie wiggled the knob and banged on the door, "You jerk, what's your problem?"
"Go away!"
"Fine, I'm telling mom."
"Whatever."
Beau heard her stomp down the stairs but he wasn't worried, their mom wouldn't be home for hours.
The teen flopped on his bed, kicked off his sneakers and undid his fly. He took the soiled pair of underwear from his pocket and dropped them over his face, emerging himself in a world of sensory delights. With rock hard cock in hand; Beau worked his meat unmercifully, spilling over his fingers in mere minutes. That was ok, he was ready to go immediately after only this time the pace was a bit slower but the orgasm was just as mind blowing as the first.
Once the quivering stopped and his breathing slowed, Beau came to his senses. After witnessing Jack at his most beautiful, vulnerable and tender, Beau wasn't sure how to go back to the way things were when he viewed Jack as just an awkward, scrawny kid brother.
The Beta did feel shame and guilt but not quite enough to stop him from a few more rounds of jerk the gherkin while he sniffed the soiled boxers.
TBC