Make Me Moan Mr Therapist.-Chapter 104: Temptation.

"Oh shit...NO FUCKING WAY!!!"

"That can’t be. That can never be!"

His sudden outburst almost woke Alex, who merely stirred slightly before sinking back into sleep. Gabe clenched his fists, breathing heavily as he fought the chaos swirling in his mind.

"You need to calm down young master. Just what is the problem maybe I can help you." The servant voiced out with a heavy sigh.

He turned sharply toward the servant, who stood stiffly by the door like a well-programmed robot.

"Get me out of this room," Gabe ordered, his voice strained but firm. "I want to be alone. I need some fresh air to cool myself."

The servant bowed immediately in response and moved to assist him. Carefully, he helped Gabe out of the bed and into his wheelchair, then gently dressed him in a loose blue robe. Once Gabe was settled, the servant pushed him out of the room.

They moved through the quiet hallway and into the open compound of the vacation house. Other servants were already busy with their daily duties—cleaning, arranging, preparing—but each one paused to bow respectfully as Gabe passed by.

No... that’s not possible, Gabe thought inwardly, his chest tightening. There’s absolutely no way a beta would ever...

He shut his eyes briefly, trying to force the intrusive thoughts away.

I just need to calm down. Nothing like that happened. Nothing.

"Finally up, are we?"

Fred’s voice broke through his spiraling thoughts. He approached with a warm smile, holding a glass of fresh juice.

"I honestly thought you wouldn’t wake up the entire day," Fred continued lightly. "Maybe even sleep straight through till night."

"Huh?" Gabe frowned, raising an eyebrow as he scoffed. "What do you mean by that? Why would I sleep the whole day?"

Fred chuckled softly.

"It’s already afternoon," he explained. "The servants tried waking you several times, but you and Alex were completely out. I figured you wouldn’t wake up until nightfall. Considering how much alcohol you drank, it makes sense."

"Oh..." Gabe muttered, exhaling slowly. "I see. You know I’m a terrible drinker afterall. That’s why I don’t want to collect it from the onset .

He hesitated, then asked quietly, "So... we were just sleeping, right? How come I woke up naked? Alex was naked too."

Fred blinked, then laughed lightly.

"Did you forget?" he asked. "Damien dared you to sleep naked with Alex. I suspected he was up to something, but a dare is still a dare. Even though you were both drunk, he allowed the servants to help remove your clothes."

He paused, then added casually, "I’m sure nothing happened though. You were both just sleeping."

That’s exactly what I’m trying to convince myself of, Gabe thought, his expression dimming slightly.

How am I supposed to know if we really just slept?

But... I don’t feel any pain. No soreness. So nothing happened. It has to be that way.

"Yeah," Gabe said aloud, forcing a small smile. "We just slept. We’re both drunk afterall hence sleeping is just the next thing for us."

Then he tilted his head playfully.

"What about you and Damien?" he asked. "You two didn’t end up together?"

Fred shook his head with a grin.

"Nope. We just slept too—separately. We weren’t dared to share a room, after all. We woke up in our own rooms."

He sighed contentedly.

"I explored the beach this morning," Fred added. "It’s amazing. Everything here is fun. I really can’t wait for you to experience it too—it’s important you do."

"I will," Gabe replied with a nod. "I’ll take a bath first. I’m hungry, but I think I’ll eat something light. Maybe just a bowl of Greek yogurt like earlier."

"I’ll inform the servants," Fred said warmly. "And yes those two guys are coming soon. I heard the servants whispering among themselves about how handsome those men are. Now that I heard that....I can’t wait to see for myself. Let’s see if they’re even handsome more than Alex and Damien.

Gabe couldn’t help but to let out a light chuckle. "Anyways just hell me to inform the servants as I need the yogurt the moment I’m done having my bath."

"No problem dear. See you soon." Fred replied with a warm smile on his face.

With that, he walked away, leaving Gabe alone. Gabe wheeled himself back into the mansion and toward the room.

As he entered, he froze.

Alex was now awake.

Fuck! I really just wanted to take my bath and leave before he wakes up but not anymore. Gave thought Inwardly wutt a heavy sigh.

Alex stood in front of the mirror like some Greek god, still unclothed, stretching slightly as he studied his reflection. His back was to Gabe, displaying his soft ass completely unaware of his presence.

Gabe’s breath caught.

The sight sent a sharp, unexpected jolt through him...shock, embarrassment, and something else he refused to name.

"Oh shit..." he whispered.

And just like that, all his forced calm threatened to shatter again.

I need to handle this one carefully or I might end up falling for this.

Gabe couldn’t help but swallow hard.

The moment Alex turned to face him, Gabe’s gaze dropped instinctively—far too quickly—and he had to swallow again, his throat suddenly dry as Alex was completely naked.

"I was just about to come look for you, dear," Alex said casually, a warm smile spreading across his face. There was something almost too innocent about it, which only made Gabe more uneasy. "The servant told me you went outside the mansion."

Alex tilted his head slightly, studying him.

"Did you enjoy your sleep?"

How can he be like this so early in the morning? So damn hard! Gabe thought inwardly, his eyes betraying him as they lingered where they absolutely shouldn’t. How is he this... unaffected?

"It’s just morning wood," Alex added easily, as though he had read Gabe’s thoughts without effort. "I can’t control it. I’m sure you experienced the same thing earlier."

Gabe stiffened.

"Can you please put something on. A robe to be specific or svy other outfits. Just cover your nakedness please," he said, forcing seriousness into his voice, though there was an unmistakable edge of pleading beneath it. "And meet me in the living room please."

Alex raised an eyebrow.

"Put on what exactly?" he asked calmly. "It’s not like you haven’t seen everything already. I don’t really understand why you’re suddenly being shy.

You’ve seen, touched, stroked and even sucked my dick so what’s with the shyness."

Gabe’s eyes widened in shock.

Alex continued, his tone still maddeningly relaxed, "You’ve already seen it all. There’s nothing new."

Why is he saying this? Gabe’s mind screamed as heat crawled up his neck. Why now? Why like this? Has he gone crazy or what?!

Fragments of memory—blurred, humiliating, intoxicating—pressed at the edges of his mind no matter how hard he tried to push them away.

You need to calm down yourself Gabe. Gabe thought Inwardly.

"I know all that," Gabe said tightly, swallowing hard as he forced himself to look away. "But why are you bringing it up right now? Have you forgotten what I told you?"

He lifted his gaze, eyes sharp.

"I’m not interested in any... therapy sessions with you right now. Not until I’m done figuring things out."

Alex’s expression shifted—subtle, but unmistakable.

"You said you wanted to practice," he replied quietly. "To see if you’ve truly learned what I taught you."

He paused.

"You haven’t found anyone else, have you?" Alex stepped a little closer. "Why not practice on me? I don’t mind. But if you don’t want to, that’s fine too."

Of course I want to, Gabe admitted inwardly, his chest tightening painfully. But wanting you is exactly the problem.

He exhaled shakily.

I’m trying to push you away... not pull you closer.

Before he could stop himself, Gabe wheeled forward, stopping directly in front of Alex. He looked up at him, his expression torn between frustration and longing.

"You know exactly what you’re doing," Gabe said quietly. "Just stop this. Please. Put on a robe. Cover yourself."

Alex frowned slightly.

"I really don’t understand you."

Gabe opened his mouth to respond—but no words came.

Instead, emotion overtook reason.

The moment stretched, heavy and breathless, before Gabe leaned forward—too far, too fast—his restraint snapping under the weight of everything he had been holding back as he grabbed Alex dick in his hand.

Alex’s breath hitched.

I knew it, Alex thought inwardly, a faint, satisfied smirk tugging at the corner of his mind. It never takes much with him.

Damien was right, he added silently. The only person he truly wants to practice on... is me.

Gabe’s thoughts were a chaotic blur.

I can’t pretend I don’t see him anymore, he admitted desperately. If he had clothes on... maybe it would’ve been easier. But he didn’t even try to hide himself.

How am I supposed to say no when temptation is standing right in front of me?

The world narrowed.

Everything else—logic, caution, consequence—fell away.

And for a moment, nothing else mattered as Gabe wrapped his mouth around Alex dick and began sucking him.

Oh fuck ~