GQ yscene2

His arms reached around the boy in clear anticipation. The expectations of a man who’d become accustomed to the sexual supplications inherent in his partners nuzzling grip, his body draw inexorably closer as eyes met eyes in playful desire. It was wonderful, it was beautiful, and it was inherently sensual. The warm grip which encircled his neck and drew his lips to their darker mirror was all that he’d hoped and dreamed it could be, would be, should be.

Aaron was in love, and his partner enough in lust with his advances that it essentially made no difference to him in the slightest. The powerful hands of a man who knew exactly what he desired made the parahuman youth shudder in unconstrained arousal, powerful, untamable, inexorable.

Brian Laborn felt the bubbling cauldron of desire within him, that familiar tug of need in his loins which outright caused his cock to stand at attention as he attended to his desired partner in crime. It was still hard for him to really think of another man as being desirable, something which really didn’t make much sense to him considering that his body had become very accustomed to the concept in its entirety.

He wanted his cock in Aaron’s ass.

He wanted to feel the boy grip him again as he had that first night after the theater as he pounded into the soft slick hole, surrounded by the wedge tight fleshy grip.

He wanted to hear the other boy moan and scream in passion and need as he entered him again and again in that primal moment... and it didn’t hurt at all that Aaron always asked him to be rough. It made him nothing like the women who’d been in his life, it made him something new and different, a flavor which he found himself now craving in ways that he’d never thought possible.

The taste of the boy, older than this body, younger than him in mind, made him crave more, to kiss, to hug, to taste, to hold. Aaron made it easy to desire him... constantly sought new ways to BE desirable. Their relationship had not been boring in the least. As unready for actually being in one as Aaron was, Brian had been willing and able to compensate and guild.

“Should we really be doing this on the counter?” Brian’s voice wafted past his ear even as the caucasian boy pulled him into another kiss while sitting on the stove, off this time... heal as he could Brian always felt guilty in indulging the boy too far in his self-destructive masochistic streak even if his body could recover rapidly. But he guessed that was just one of the consequences of dealing with Parahumans... they were all in their own ways fucked up as hell, and he just didn’t feel right complaining against it.

It still bothered him slightly when Aaron asked for crazy things... especially his more extreme desires for the outright amputation of his extremities, the blessing of his ability to heal practically any injury combining with his very real desire to be rid of the flesh upon which those injuries could be inflicted.

Brian’d even researched it a bit to understand his new boyfriend’s unfulfillable desire for self-mutilation. Body Integrity Identity Disorder.

Still the sex was good.

Oh who was he kidding? The sex was amazing... having super powers which enhanced certain aspects of sexual prowess really did help. In Aaron’s case, he’d never needed lube to enter the boy, always able to slide right in as if the slick hole had been a wet pussy instead.

A necessity really with how needy his companion really was, they’d gone at it like newlyweds from the night on which Aaron had pleaded his way into Brian’s bed up till now, nearly 2 weeks later.

It had set Brian to a few troubling almost confrontations with his father, and forced him to deal with Aisha’s curiosity a few times. As Aisha was want, she asked embarrassing questions about their love life on a whim, though that practice seemed to have gone into sharp decline once Aaron started answering her with frank honesty about their various acts.

He found it hard to refuse the boy anything which kept him from going away, keeping him safe in his arms. Safe from his family and their mad creeds which had left him an outsider and feeling like a freak. He couldn’t protect him if he ran away again... and he needed to protect, to save them all.

His mind ground to a halt on that thought as his body responded to the kiss and caress of his lover, the gentle tug at his pants which freed his erection to press against the naked bottom of his companion.

“Give it to me Brian. Make me call your name. No body’s home... make me scream.” Nose to nose, with his arms wrapped around the taller boy, Aaron nuzzled and pecked at Brian’s lips, encouraging his lover into action, right here right now where the thrill of potentially being caught was high.



Cock pressed in against the soft smooth hole, and the dance of man against man began anew.



Aisha had been a little bit disturbed by the fact that her brother had brought home another man to live in their house unashamedly, that he’d declared the fag boy who’d taken up space in his room as off limits to discussion. She didn’t really like him... though it wasn’t because of his orientation, or anything else tangible about him.

No it was because the little bitch was getting in the way of her plans to hook up her big bro with the two greatest sisters on the cape scene. Fuck it, either Victoria or Amy would do as big sisters, Victoria was way cooler that initially meeting her had suggested, and while Aisha knew that some of that was her aura, the rest of it came from the fact that the girl was genuinely fun to talk to and hang out with. It was like getting a big sister to match her big bro, only she didn’t get to give direct orders.

On the other hand was Amy... who she was sure had a massive thing for Brian, and the constant notable support of her big sister. Amy was cool to hang around, even if a bit of a wet blanket, and fascinating to see in action. The constant use of her powers in the hospital provided Aisha hours of entertainment from watching the miracles inherent in her touch unfold.

The only other person she’d found that she liked more than the Dallan sisters since Brian’s life had changed with his sudden gaining of powers was Hannah herself. The woman had been around, giving her time, talking to her, sharing and teaching her. It had been a powerful experience for the young girl, the first time anyone outside her family had taken an interest in her so deeply, looking out for her for her own sake. In a very real way Hannah was becoming to her an even better mother than the mother who’d given birth to her.

There were mixed feelings on that, but most of them positive towards the woman, who never tried to hide too hard that she too was as parahuman as her brother.

Aisha couldn’t deny though that her life had taken a turn for the awesome.

She was flying home at the moment in Glory Girl’s arms, how fucking cool was that? Not only did she know Miss Alexandria FUCKING Jr but the girl gave her flying rides all over the place. You didn’t get ANY cooler than that. Aisha had just come from spending some time with the two sisters, the eternal tagalong in their girl’s business, she had a real nack for finding her way into places which they would have rejected her and figuring out ways to be allowed to stay,

Tonight had been at a nightclub which Victoria liked to hang out inside. Aisha’d only barely gotten in on a fake id which she’d bought just a few days ago. Victoria’s help surprisingly. She’d had some surprisingly fun stories about sneaking out when she was Aisha’s age,