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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+
Not enough ratings
94 Chs

Chapter 71

“I laid out that black pair of jeans and the deep blue button up shirt you bought last week.”

Troy leaped off the sofa, caught Beck up in a hug, and laid a gentle kiss on the man’s surprised lips. “Have I told you lately how amazing you are?”

“No.” Beck returned the kiss before pulling out of the embrace. “Now get ready.”

“Yes, boss!” Troy saluted and marched down the hallway to the bedroom. Maybe ‘boss’ would be a good nickname for Beck, but then the sotans often called Troy that, so perhaps not.

* * * *

“You look pleased with yourself, little brother,” Lizzie said, meeting Troy in their parents’ driveway. “How come you drove rather than flew?”

“Uh, we just felt like a change,” Troy said, quickly glancing sideways at Beck.

Troy wasn’t comfortable with Beck flying while pregnant, even though Beck repeatedly insisted he was absolutely fine. Beck even pointed out he was in more danger on the roads, what with car crashes and the like.