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boyhorrorâ:
âI know how boners work..â Vincent mumbled beneath his breath, blushing vividly as he glanced down at the floor between them. He wanted to chastize Navedra for lecturing him on the science of boners but resisted the urge. The alien had good intentions even as he stepped closer and closer into his space. Vincent swallowed a knot in his throat and steeled himself. This was happening and there was no way in hell he was gonna let this opportunity pass him by. âI do. I want you to help me relieve this and I wanna help you, too.â Boldly and without hesitating, he reached around Nevadra to grip his ass. He brought them close, eliminating any distance between them as their bodies collided. Vincent palmed his ass, squeezing and kneading the round flesh there. âYouâve got my permission to do whatever you want to me, okay?â He spoke in a half-whisper as he leaned up, pressing a kiss to Navedraâs lips with a low growl. It was odd for Vincent to be so dominant but Navedra had kindled that fire inside of him and he didnât intend to let it die down.Â
Navedra was lost in the action. He closes his eyes as he commits the feeling to memory and he lets the softest sound that wouldâve been lost if he werenât so careful. âSex. Only sex.â He barely gets out as his tongue dances around his mouth and saliva rolls. He captures the trapped air as he kissed Vincent back. Arms were slow to ensnare him but he held him captive. His sweet embrace nesting him against his pecs spread and the tender bulk swallows him. He eases the strain, angling himself so that Vincent could feel the full pout melt against his lips but it wasnât like him to be so submissive. Not on the first time. The growl excites him and between them, Vincent would surely feel the alienâs twitch and nipples hardening against him. âI...â Navedra is aroused enough to appear a starting buzz. âI must warn. I have physiological flaws. I self-lubricate and if you arenât careful...Itâs going to start. Should I undress for you?â
r bold  â  applies always. italic  â  applies sometimes.
INCLINATIONS Â / Â HABITS.
is submissive  |  is dominant  |  prefers to top  |  prefers to bottom  |  likes to switch  |  identifies as heterosexual  |  identifies as homosexual  |  identifies as bisexual  |  identifies as pansexual  |  identifies as demisexual  |  identifies as asexual  |  enjoys sex with men  |  enjoys sex with women  |  enjoys sex with multiple people at one time  |  initiates  |  waits for partner to initiate  |  spits  |  swallows  |  prefers sex in the morning  |  prefers sex at night  |  prefers sex any time  |  no sex drive  |  low sex drive  |  average sex drive  |  high sex drive  |  hypersexual
BODY Â / Â APPEARANCE.
small build  |  medium build  |  athletic build  |  muscular build  |  curvy build  |  wears boxers  |  wears lingerie  |  goes  âcommandoâ  |  shaves/waxes  |  doesnât shave/wax  |  facial hair  |  clean shaven  |  a-b cup  |  c-d cup  |  dd+ cup  |  1-5" in length  |  6-9" in length  |  10" or over in length
SOUNDS.
is silent/makes little to no sounds  |  is very quiet  |  is loud  |  grows in volume over time  |  bites hand/partner/pillow to muffle themselves  |  calls out partnerâs name  |  curses  |  fakes/exaggerates  |  prefers a quiet partner  |  prefers a loud partner  |  is turned on by dirty talk  |  is turned off by dirty talk
TURN â ONS Â / Â KINKS.
having their hands pinned  |  pinning their partnerâs hands  |  having their hair pulled  |  pulling their partnerâs hair  |  being watched (by their partner)  |  being watched (by a third party)  |  watching their partner  |  receiving oral  |  giving oral  |  calling their partner  âdaddy/mommyâ  |  being called  âdaddy/mommyâ  |  giving praise  |  receiving praise  |  biting/marking  |  being bitten/marked  |  spanking  |  being spanked  |  teasing  |  being teased | having toys used on them  |  using toys on their partner  |  giving anal  |  receiving anal  |  edging someone  |  being edged  |  choking  |  being choked  |  dirty talk  |  being tied up  |  tying their partner up  |  being worshipped  |  worshiping their partner  |  humiliating  |  being humiliated  |  degrading  |  being degraded  |  knife play  |  blood play  |  watersports
torquethrustâ:
It may have been a one night stand for the both of them, but Jon never forgot how good Navedra made him feel for those long, blissful hours. Even to this day it remained a favorite memory for him to revisit, usually in the context of a lonely, horny evening spent alone in his bed. Feeling the expanse of his tanned, voluptuous form, thrusting deeply inside Navâs tight, velvety asshole⌠Jon didnât even have to touch his dick to get off when the vision played out in his head. That was Navedraâs other superpower.
So it was pretty damned hard for Jon to ignore the muscled beauty unveiling before him, as though he were offering himself to be eaten. Devoured. Navedra wasnât dumb. He knew what he was doing. And it was working.
âRight,â Jon says to himself, joining Nav in the bathroom with perfect tunnel vision, ignoring the other manâs bare physique like it was nothing to be oogled at. âHere you go,â he says, finding a towel and handing it to his former flame, keeping his line of sight fixed onto Navedraâs face and nowhere else.
Then Navedra makes Jon an offer he couldnât âbut shouldâ refuse. âI donât know if thatâs such a great idea, Nav,â Jon chuckles nervously, wondering if the other man fixed some sort of erogenous potion to woo him, or if that was just Mothra himself doing what he did best naturally. âYouâ you know how much I care for you. How much I respect you. We canât do that again, not now. Itâs just the quarantine speaking for you. Weâre both going stir-crazy andââ
Jon knew Navedra wouldnât take no for answer⌠but nevertheless, he persisted.
He meant no harm.
Navedraâs eyes shift toward their feet. Not to say that he was embarrassed or ashamed of his reaction to Jonâs presence or even the extended offer. He gladly accepts the towel and as he reaches, he makes physical contact. It was like a spark that surged through him like static but far more tactile like a muscular tremor that sent his neuromuscular synapsis into a frenzy. He follows the point of contact as he aligns his fingers with his knuckles. He admires the surge but soon compresses the pads of his fingers against the protrusion of the boned joints. Like the curious being at heart, he slowly transverses the soft flex of his forearm. His muscle mass and definition always seemed to draw Navedra spellbound. He follows the line of attachment but he hovers just at the bulk of his massive bicep. That spot alone held him captive.
He inhales sharply.
Navedra is taken by glimpses. The cloak of night wrapping around their tangled bodies. Limbs arranged so perfectly as their pace and tempo surpassed the finest athletes and even their superiors. He could remember gasping for air as it didnât seem to come quick enough and he braced against those muscles as if they gave him the sweet sanctum from the passionate throws of sex. He clung to the manâs body as he tugged at his core. He looks into Jonâs eyes a moment as if to escape his own thoughts but he could feel the natural response to being taken by the idea. His hand barely pressed and covered the impressive pec that even he had difficulty hiding. His nipples perked as if begging for those lips to cling and that tongue to thrash. Maybe even a few nibbles. He could feel himself start to physiologically respond.
The thick swallow follows.
âIâYou have a point. Perhaps we are stir-crazy but I think that I speak clearly with desire and want.â He rambles. âPerhaps we shouldnât shower together because of the natural progression of our energies wanting to intertwine yet again. But I do not want or say that out of the circumstance. Iâve always enjoyed and yearned to have you unravel me.â Navedra admitted, he pulls the towel to his chest to keep hands off of Jon. Maybe it was best. âMaybe a shower was my gateway into seeing you free, again.â
Another thick swallow.
âIs there something youâre trying to say that youâre not being direct with? I can handle rejection, Jon. Just tell me the honest truth.â He steps into the shower.

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Even if you don't know them, who would you select as your mentor?
âThatâs kind of hard to answer if I donât know them, right?â The protege gently teased. âThe only person who comes to mind is Navedra, and for a good reason, heâs been a big help ever since I got here. Iâve also heard of mentors who have similar powers to mine, but I guess Iâm most interested in anyone willing to train me to be the best I can be.â
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âI was going to find ways of saying that Iâll support you but the last time google gave results for support bottom so Iâll avoid that altogether. I donât believe I can be your mentor, Kendall. However, I can walk with you along the way and make sure you get proper treatment while here. I still would like for you to learn whom youâd best fit with but I can help you weigh the pros and cons.â Navedra dots on the boy affectionately. âYouâre so sweet.âÂ
boyhorrorâ:
There was no way in hell that Nevadra was oblivious to what he was doing. When the other phased out of sight Vincent narrowed his eyes in suspicion. What the hero said next rendered the young hero shocked and sputtering for purchase. âAroused?!â He squeaked, âMe? Never. I donât even know what that word means!â Vincent spat out a pathetic excuse and Navedra kept piling it on which only made the boy squirm. At the compliment, he couldnât help but grin. That was nice to hear and it made him feel slightly better about the awkward predicament he currently found himself in. With that he removed the book from his groin, proudly sporting his throbbing erection. âThank you, I guess. It can be a pain sometimes because when it gets hard it becomes super obvious. Youâre the first person to ever tell me that though. So thanks, I really do appreciate it.â His shoulders relaxed and his whole demeanor changed to show that he felt more comfortable.
âItâs a natural response to something or someone who might be a little more sexually stimulating.â Navedra goes on. He was able to let eyes drift away from the erection that salutes him from the small lump that displaced the crotch of his pants. The larger male shifted closer to him. He was comfortable with it being the topic of conversation and if he werenât any wiser, he wouldâve continued to praise the boyâs mast. He smiles softly, forgetting to fetch the basket of muffins only to invite closeness. He dissolves the space between them as he shook his head. âI hope you donât feel ashamed of my attention, Vincent.â A hand is placed upon his own core and lightly pats as he shifts his gaze away from him for a moment. He found himself debating so many theories and thoughts that he wasnât exactly sure of how Vincent would perceive him or it. Vincent was sweet, honest, and had an attraction about him that piqued both interest and curiosity. Instead, he chooses to be blunter. âDo you want me to relieve you?â Navedra didnât flinch. âI donât know if youâve been with a humanoid but I have all the same identifiable parts as male. There are just a few...genetic modifications besides my size. If I am crossing a line of comfort, let me know. But Iâd rather be granted permission than assumption.â
torquethrustâ:
Jon would have been fine with sharing his quarters with anybody during the shutdown on Advocates hQ, but Navedra being the one to shack with him for the time being came with loaded sentiment. They had history. Much more than most of the people who populated their halls. Jon and Nav remained close, but not this close, literally speaking.
âMy bed is massive, but so are the both of us, Nav,â smirks Jon, preparing a makeshift bed on his couch in the living room. âI showered earlier, donât worry about me. If youâre gonna save water, do it because we might need to with this whole situation⌠weâre not sure if Pollenspree has affected the water supply yet. Better to be safe than sorry, thoughâŚâ
He hears Navedra calling from the bathroom and catches a glimpse of his voluptuous, muscular body in the mirror; yep, still attractive. Those bulging biceps, that heavy chest that bounces with each step, the dark erect nipples he once enjoyed nipping at with his teethâ
Not now, Jon.
âOh,â he says simply, remembering where he was. âIn the cupboard next to the shower. Need help finding them?â
âIâve never been one to take up much space, no matter how big I am. You know this, Jon.â The conversation ensues. His eyes study his the expanse of splayed fingers and heâd even look down at his toes. Wiggling them as if saluting himself. He was lighter too than humans his same size but that was a debate for his unique physiology. While most people wouldâve cowered or hid from being so exposed, even in the presence of someone familiar, Navedra disconnected from the nudity. It was a nod to his level of trust with Jon.Â
A part of him cherished what theyâd made with one another while he honestly respected the man far too much to place so much emphasis on the moments in time. He peeks through the mirror. He saw most of himself but he could detail the manâs shadow. That stature was unique. Just standing in the middle of his bathroom was like rehearsing those same lines and reliving every moment. He still chose the same cologne which worked exquisitely with his biochemistry.
âSure. Show me.â Navedra wasnât dumb. Sometimes absent but he was aware of the neurochemical response that just thinking about the man had on him and the reaction that was going to occur. He bites his bottom lip trying not to dwell too much on it but even he felt a twinge in the crotch and a painful tightening in his chest from nipples hardening. Juices, for a lack of tact, began to flow. âTake another,â he pauses, looking back hoping to catch a gaze and to show the gleam of his piercing well beneath the waist. He could feel the intoxicating pull of his energy and he wanted to sate that feeling heâd chased ever since. âWith me.âÂ
imalreadyparadoxâ:
It was past midnight again, and despite being stuck with all of the heroes here, it was surprisingly quiet. Kendall really expected something to be going on, but he found himself to be alone in front of this big window, staring at the pollen that fell during the night sky. Something about this was making him feel a bit homesick. It was kind of twisted to say, but it reminded him of the gentle snow that blanketed over the quaint little town he was from. However, the protege knew it wasnât like that. Here, everything was flipped over on its head, and the fact that they had to stay indoors because lethal pollen now terrorized the city made him think if he bit off more than he could chew. Maybe he wasnât cut out for all of this, and he should have just remained where he was. But, his thoughts were disrupted by the steps of someone getting closer, leaving the young man to tighten his robe and hiding the plaid boxers that he wore underneath. âYou canât sleep either, bud?â
Navedra meets Kendall with a gentle smile. Perhaps there wasnât much to be said about how he latched on to one of the many protegeâs but he had a bit of this thing with the young man. He couldnât be his mentor but there were other ways to show his fondness and the growing bond with him. He gestures to the basket of small carrot cakes that he iced in a nice sheath of cream cheese frosting and wrapped in the most adorable little plastic-wrapped bows. Of course, they were all for him. âIâve been looking for you,â Navedra responds. âMy sleep patterns arenât as normalized as humans. I could go into a stasis pod or meditate but Iâd just be wasting time forcing myself into such situations.â Navedra offers baked goods to him. âI figured that you could use something made with a little more care than the stuff out of vending machines.â He leans closer. âIf youâd like to talk about something, anything really, let me know. Sleeping is hard when youâre stuck in a place with strangers. I should know.âÂ

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That ass was wall to wall in those slacks! It would make any man in his right mind go mad! You can not blame me there! You were truly blessed, doc.
âMy geneticist wouldnât agree with the whole sentiment of giving anyone but him the praise. Who knows. He might be on his way to Earth right now. I was created under the microscope. They picked what physical features they wanted me to have. Thatâs not random but intentional.â Navedra furrows a brow. What was the man getting at? Had the quarantine gotten to him, too? Navedra pulls out his tablet to take notes on the matter incase a diagnosis and a prescription was in order. âAre you feeling well?â Navedra tries to contain his blush by writing which he does exceptionally well.Â
Doc, come on now, you gone tease me with that ass? Then threaten to throw me out the lab. That ain't right ! *insert a silly grin*
âI threatened to throw you out, that is correct. But I donât--â Navedra was confused. Moreso than heâd like to admit. The man was insistent on paying compliment of his physique. That part he understood. Where he misunderstood his stance was the teasing. He was only standing here. âHave you gone mad?âÂ
larkacgustinoâ:
âThatâs a silly question, cause youâre here of course.â the boy beamed. âYou decided to join an organization that means a lot to me, and one that is trying to make the world a better place for everybody. Since this is my dadâs creation, I got to make sure all of itâs members know how much theyâre appreciated. Dad and I never had a huge family, so youâre all family to me, new, old, it doesnât matter, each and every one is essential to making this all work.â Lark said, explaining his feelings about advocates and the role it would take in modern-day society. It was truly something else to see this many people band together under a flag of unity, to stamp out bigotry and hatred. Sure none of them were perfect, but they were there and they were meant for great things. Lark believed so. Seeing the man set up a little area for them made him smile, sitting down crosslegged with Nav. âAll we really needed was your presence and smile, but this is amazing.â he mused. âA lark does sing, so it just makes sense that Iâd be your little songbird. Alright take your pick, thereâs cakes, snacks, cookies, some chocolate there, pocky sticks, and different flavored kit-kats, and some ice cream.â
Navedra was honored to be viewed in such a way that he really didnât get to hear as often- not that he needed to be reassured or affirmed. He watches Lark for a moment, making sure he knew he was still aware and acknowledging him as he spoke but he opts to take his seat. He sat with his legs crossed and he settles into the spot. He made sure he kept alignment from the top of his neck to the base of his spine. His legs distributing an even amount of pull. âLark, you have a way with words. I wonder where you get that from.â He smiles softly, trying not to emote too much or else heâd be too obviously beaming. And he wouldnât seem to show humility. They deserved for people to be nice to them because this world wasnât as friendly to those who were marginalized- even as their population was a small sector of a percent. He just chuckles softly and waits for the presentation to happen before picking all the snacks with prettier packaging and colors. âI canât thank you enough for this. Really, though. Iâm sure you do nice things for everyone but this means...more than youâll ever understand. This is a wonderful gift.â He smiles. âBut, I wouldnât be a friend to your father if I didnât ask...how have you been and is there anything else I could do for you..either of you.âÂ

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âYee, yee, yee. Save the semantics and yada yada.â The taller male spoke and chuckle towards the other. âBut seriously are you always like this? Kind of like a stick in the mud.â The former convict never truly had an filter and always asked the first thing that was on his mouth. He didnât think that he was asking something harsh, so he moved closer to the male and watched what he was doing. âMinerals? Like rocks and stuff?â Okay, sometimes the gruff male could be as dumb as a door knob,but he had his moments. âAre you always stuffed in here? You should definitely get out more. Especially with an ass like that, you shouldnât keep it stuffed up in here.â He smiled softly, trying to lighten up the mood, but he was sure Navedra was going to smack the hell out of him, but to be fair he wouldnât have been the first.
Navedra blanked for several moments of their encounter and he was sure the other man could see the vast expanse of his reactions. From confusion to overwhelmed, he tried to compose a pretty good synopsis of what was going on. âStop.â Navedra insisted as he rubbed his temples. He took a deep breath trying to get him to stop talking and to bring down his surge of energy. âHas anyone ever told you to think faster than your voice carries?â Navedra inhaled heavily and his chest swells beneath the compressive fabric of his lab uniform. âIâll have you know, Iâm not any type of stick in any mud. You donât go into a medical clinic while an operation or a laboratory thatâs conducting an experiment. Suppose he wouldâve shot you with one of his attacks--that wouldâve fallen on my teamâs lap. Procedure and protocol.â Navedra scolds but his tone was nothing aggressive. âLike essential elements to living- minerals. Iron. Magnesium. Zinc. These are all minerals. Small doses help humans survive.â He shifts, shaking his head. The comment throws him and he clears his throat behind his fist. âNo more overreacting or Iâm putting you out the lab until further notice. alright?â Navedra sighs.Â
boyhorrorâ:
âI donât mind at all. Iâm just not used to talking about it aloud, yâknow? Itâs not something that gets brought up in casual conversation.â He squeaked, steeling himself to at least sound somewhat normal in front of Navedra. He wanted to appear cool, calm and calculating but was instead only making himself out to appear as a bumbling idiot. Vincent blamed that on his raging testerone and how Navedra caused it to surge in him. âWhat I want? Well, thatâs easy! I wanna help the world, of course. I wanna be able to help everybody in need if I can. Like any other hero.â It was a lame answer but it was effective. âConcentrated around what?â Vincent followed where Navedra was gesturing and instantly felt all the blood pool from his face. Smack dab against his thigh and trailing nearly the length of it was a sizable bulge. Admiring the hero so blatantly had given Vincent a throbbing boner and he had failed to notice it until then. Of course, it was just his luck that Navedra himself pointed it out. âUh, I dunno what you mean. Iâm totally fine.â That was an awful lie and as he moved his book to cover his crotch he was only making it obvious.Â
âWell you will help us all. I hear you are quite gifted.â Navedra tried to make it less obvious but the book wasnât placed in time. Navedra was already basically studying his anatomical advantage. Comparable to his height and size, he had a treasure lurking well beneath the manâs nose. Not to make him feel odd or peculiar but the hybrid began to study his patterns. The arrangement was well off neutral balance but not enough to cause concern. He just had a particular elevation within his pelvic girdle. It was almost as if seeing a steel rod become red-hot. And while he wasnât exactly ashamed, he shouldâve been more cautious. Was he going to start? Probably after a few more moments of analyzing the situation and the boyâs reactions. Navedra tilts his head and blinks, phasing out of visibly seeing the maleâs energy waves to his physical disposition. âAre you sure you are alright? You seem aroused.â Navedra spoke first. âAre you, as they call it, horny?â Navedra blinked several times, looking up from the now-covered girthy erection to his facial features. He was clearly overwhelmed and Navedra tried to look away. The only thing he could think about was their conversation. âIf Iâm causing it, let me know. I donât mean to be quite frank but..if I may..it would appear that you have a wonderfully sized penis.â He smiles. âI mean..no offense.â