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The Adventures of SuperTroy

Troy Ashton is not gay! He thought his life was all mapped out for him -- he’d get his sotan cape after he turned eighteen, be paired with his female life mate, and be gifted with his superpowers. However, the Council for Sotan Affairs has other plans for Troy. They selected him to be a tuohygan -- the only one of his generation -- and they’ve paired him with a male omega. Troy likes the idea of being a tuohygan: they’re faster, stronger, and have a greater range of superpowers than sotans. Plus he gets to prefix his name with Super. But ... he isn’t gay! So no thank you.<br><br>The pain of remaining unbonded from his omega is intense, but Troy is determined he won’t give in and marry another man. That is until his and Beck Dolan’s paths cross. Troy literally flies to the rescue when he sees a man falling into a lake. There’s something about him that calls to Troy’s inborn need to protect. Just being around Beck eases something inside of Troy, centering and calming him. Could Troy be not as straight as he thought?<br><br>Coming out is traumatic. Mostly because Troy’s family already knew or strongly suspected he was gay. He doesn’t understand how they could know but he didn’t. He’s a jock -- captain of both his high school and college football teams, doesn’t that mean he’s straight? He also experiences a few growing pains with his newfound powers, the most visible of which are the dents in Beck’s trashcan when he misjudges his landings when he flies in to rescue his man.<br><br>Troy soon adapts to his role as both tuohygan and husband. However, Troy grows concerned when Beck starts getting sick to his stomach in the mornings, and what’s with the sudden craving for fish, the smellier the better? Life as SuperTroy is certainly more adventurous than he could ever have imagined.

Drew Hunt · LGBT+
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94 Chs

Chapter 64

“Maybe there isn’t anything wrong. Once the initial sickness passed this morning, I was fine the rest of the day.”

Troy clung to that hope, despite a part of him knowing it was a false hope.

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As he prepared for work the next morning, Beck fixing his cape like normal, Troy was buoyed by the knowledge that Beck hadn’t puked at all that day. Maybe whatever it was really had run its course.

His good mood didn’t stop Troy from stalking the hallways of the CSA building in search of Dr. Hanssen. He wished he’d asked her what time her meeting was, then he wouldn’t have had to sneak around so much. His sotans knew something was up, he was usually very hands on with them, but he’d set them a number of theoretical exercises in the classroom, allowing him the opportunity to keep ducking out to try to catch the good doctor. Finally he spotted her in the lunchroom.

“Do your patients know you eat that?” He nodded at the half-eaten burger and fries on her plate.