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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 78

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Troy was walking the streets, pressing the flesh and generally being visible to the public—he believed his visible presence in the community helped people to feel safer—when he felt a mild air of unease come through his mental link with Beck. There was little point in trying to send Beck a message; it didn’t work over distances. Fearing Beck had gone into an early labor or something, he reached for his cell but it rang just as the face ID opened the screen.

“Babe?” Troy said, trying to keep the slight note of panic out of his voice.

“Dr. Hanssen just called.” Beck wasn’t doing a good job of keeping the panic out of his voice.

“And?” Troy’s heart rate picked up.

“She wants to see us this afternoon.”

“Did she say why?” Troy mentally ran through the last round of tests Beck had undergone. Everything had come back normal so…

“She said she’d found something out about omega pregnancy and wanted to discuss it with us.”

“Okay.” Was that good or bad news? “What time?”