Date: Sun, 6 Mar 2016 19:31:12 +0900
From: SC Walker <scwalkerxxx@gmail.com>
Subject: Teen Superhero Slut Chapter 2

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Chapter 02: Snake Trap

	Troy stood up. He counted the number of criminals on the warehouse
floor... Six. The most he's had at once so far. At first his night
crimefighting hurt. He'd wake up the next morning sore in crusty
sheets. But now, he's used to it. It doesn't hurt anymore. It also doesn't
feel as good as it used to. He reached back and put some fingers into his
hole, digging them into the six loads mixed together in his ass. It
definitely felt good, but something was missing. Like he was getting
desensitized. He needed... more.

	He was getting close to the source of all the drugs into Purity
City. It turns out even the most hardened criminals are willing to spill
their secrets after they've spilled their loads up Troy's bouncing bubble
butt. Some of them were catching on though. In the beginning, all he had to
do was get in position, show them his ass then bend over. Now, he sometimes
has to chase them down, tackle them, unbuckle their pants, milk the cum
right out of them to get the information he needs. It was hard work, but
somebody had to do it. Finally, his dogged pursuit paid off. Now, he had an
address and a time. Still no name, but he knew when a distribution meeting
with the boss would take place, and he planned on crashing that party.

***

"Earth to Troy! Stop zoning out man!"

       Troy came to attention. He was sitting at an outside picnic table
across from his best friend Stanley Stevens. Troy turned to Stan. Ever
since he began his crimefighting, Troy has been going through a lot of
changes. The drastic change after taking the pills that first night is
starting to get less extreme... because his normal, unenhanced body is
starting to match his superhero body. He should be thankful for that
though, because he's almost out of pills. He's also become more
spacey. During the day he's daydreaming or making plans about how he'll
take down the drug ring.

       The strangest thing though, was that he could no longer look his
best friend in the eyes, because his eyes always drifted down to Stan's
bulge. Troy has a lot of experience with bulges now, and can tell that Stan
is carrying something substantial.

"Are you alright man? You don't seem like you've been getting a lot of
sleep lately" Stan asked.

"Oh uh, yeah, I've just been studying all night"

"Studying!" Stan scoffed "I've seen your tests, you aren't studying! What
are you really doing??"

"Fine, man, I've been working out alright? Got to bulk up for the upcoming
championship game." That was a much more plausible lie.

"Oh yeah, I guess you have gotten bigger lately. Maybe lay off the squats
though?"

	Suddenly, Brianna sat down next to Troy.

"Hey guys, what are you talking about?"

       Brianna was a catch. She had nearly perfect grades, she volunteered
at the local animal shelter, she was leader of the school choir. Not only
that, but she was also gorgeous. Her dark caramel colored skin was flawless
and she had a curvy yet toned figure from playing Tennis. All the guys were
envious of Troy for going out with her.

"Oh uh, nothing. How's it going Bri?"

"Troy, is everything all right? I barely see you and we haven't gone on a
date in so long!"

"Yeah, uh, everything's fine. I've just been really busy, okay?"

	Troy was shocked at how irritated he sounded. He didn't want to
hurt Brianna or Stan. He knew he needed to be more active in their lives.

"So, Stan, what have you been up to? It seems like you've been studying
more"

"Studying? No way man! I've got a secret project, gather in close."
Stanley broke out into a devilish grin. Everyone leaned in, while Stan said
in a whisper, "Have you guys heard about the rumors? The rise in obscenity
crimes? I've been investigating, and I think it might be due to a
degenerate out there! There have been rumors in the bad parts of town that
there is some pervert or heathen sneaking around. It's so fucked up."

 "Stanley Stewart Stevens! You stop that right now! You are going to get in
so much trouble!" Brianna's eyes went wide. Always the model citizen,
Brianna only cared about what was best for her friends.

	While Brianna and Stanley argued in hushed whispers, Troy started
to drift away again, eyes focused on Stanley's crotch (did it jump a little
when he was talking about `the deviant'?) while his mind thought about
tonight. 1:00 AM. Warehouse 14 on Robinson Street.

***

	Troy watched from the rafters. Where were they? Time and location
was right, did that drug dealer lie to him? He was expecting a huge group
of men, but there was nobody. Troy was disappointed he wouldn't be able to
catch the ringleader, while his pussy pinged in disappointment as well. He
reached back and felt his wet hole, biting his lip and moaning. Fuck, he
needs some cum bad.

	Troy was worried. He used up his last pill tonight, thinking it was
going to be the end of this ordeal. What if tonight he couldn't stop the
drug lord? What would happen now? How would he get more? He already noticed
that his normal body started to match his superheroic one, but he was
afraid to go out at night without taking the pills first. He would have to
make tonight count. Suddenly, he heard a voice...

"Hello there, sorry to keep you waiting. Why don't you come down here so we
can talk?"

	Troy snapped his head forward. Standing, alone, in the warehouse
was a man. He was tall, very thin, with pale skin, high cheekbones, and
slicked back hair. He wore a suit made entirely of snakeskin. Not much of a
bulge in the crotch. Troy's shoulders lowered in a
disappointment. Something about him was sneaky and creepy. How did Troy not
notice him walk in?

"My employer apologizes he couldn't make it, but he sent me in his
stead. You've been causing him much trouble and I have been tasked with
disposing of you."

	"Yeah, right," Troy thought, "this would be easy." Troy would just
pump him for info and then move on. He jumped down.

"Well then, aren't you an impressive specimen?" He grinned
hungrily. Something about his voice was melodic, hypnotizing. "Delicious"
he said, licking his lips. Hold on... The weird snakeskin guy's tongue
didn't lick his lips. It went out and flicked around his whole face. It was
so long it extended below his chin. It looked thicker than a normal tongue
too. Who the hell was this freak?

	Oh shit... Troy felt it. Like somebody turning the faucet just a
little bit, the moistness in his crack was turning into a trickle. Why was
this guy turning him on? He had to have the smallest bulge Troy had seen so
far in his crimefighting duties. Troy almost didn't want to, but he turned
around and assumed the position, bent over and pulled the string aside,
flashing his pink, winking hole, now with a steady trickle of juice.

	Snakeskin lunged, mouth-first, right at Troy's hungry hole. His
extra-long tongue was pointed straight at it like a spear. It was so
forceful that it threw Troy to the floor while Snakeskin grinded his mouth
over Troy's pussy. It was the most intense sensation Troy felt so far, and
he was so overwhelmed that he couldn't fight back.

	Troy could only moan while his eyes bugged out due to the slippery
yet rough tongue swirling around his hole. Snakeskin alternated between
deep, long strokes with his tongue, taint to lower back, and quick
lightning-fast licks.

	Troy began to completely lose track of time. It felt like hours of
his sensitive pucker getting a complete tongue bath. Snakeskin was a
master. He was giving Troy's hole deep, wet French kisses. He was sucking
on it and giving the asslips slight nibbles. He made sure to give Troy's
enormous jiggling cheeks several hickies.

	His saliva seemed to have a numbing quality, which combined with
his technique primed Troy up for some deep fucking. Troy mustered up all
the strength he could to reach back and spread his hole with two fingers.

"Please... please... dick..." Snakeskin let out a high-pitched laugh.

"Haha, not this time boyscout. I got something else in mind." Snakeskin
gave a wide, evil grin, and darted back between Troy's ample cheeks. Troy
could feel his hole widening. What was happening? It didn't feel like he
was getting fucked, but there was definitely penetration. It finally hit
him what it was, right as Snakeskin's extraordinarily long tongue hit
Troy's prostrate, and continued it's assault even deeper.

"Oh gosh, no... NOT... your tongue!!" Troy moaned and whimpered. It felt so
good to have that wet appendage penetrate him, but he was always in
control. There was no way this bad guy was going to beat him into
submission.

	This was beyond rimming, it became a full-on tongue fuck. It was
the most intense sex Troy had had so far. He tried to force Snakeskin off
of him by rocking his hips or bucking backwards, techniques that always got
the regular drug dealers to cum instantly, but had no effect on
Snakeskin. He could feel himself losing control of his own body.

	Snakeskin pulled himself off of Troy's delicious rump, licking his
lips and swallowing his ass juice. He grinned evily, face dripping with the
goo. He had the teen hero right where the boss wanted him.

	Troy recognized the feeling, but the electricity charging through
his body this time was different. His insides were full of prickly pins and
needles of pleasure. He felt something building up inside of him, that
tongue going deeper than any dick had gone before.

	Troy finally stopped fighting and began to ride the wave of
pleasure. He arched his back and angled it perfectly to get that slimy
tongue rubbing against his sensitive spots. Finally all that energy inside
him built up to the point where he couldn't keep it in anymore.

	It was like an earthquake again, but this time his entire world was
shaking. He could only scream and roll his eyes back like he was
possessed. Troy had no idea what was going on, but once it was finally over
he looked behind himself.

	What a mess he made. Troy's legs still felt wobbly, but he got up
and inspected Snakeskin. In addition to a huge puddle of ass-goo, Snakeskin
was lying in slump several feet behind Troy. How did he end up there?
Either way, he was knocked out cold.

	Suddenly, a phone rang. Troy fished it out of Snakeskin's pocket
and brought it to his ear. A deep, gravelly voice spoke:

"Good job, boyscout. It seems you are truly determined to find me. Well if
you want me so bad, boy, I'll tell you where to find me. Then we can have
our fun, haha..." *click*

	Troy looked at the address in the text message. He was feeling
groggy and tired from his fight with Snakeskin. He just wanted to go home
and crawl into bed. He also knew he couldn't give up this opportunity. His
father's words rung through his head again. Troy stood up tall, "This ends
tonight!", and ran off into the night.

***

Whew, Troy was almost in danger there! And we are finally introduced to the
first supervillain in the story. Stay tuned for Chapter 3 for Troy's final
confrontation with the drug kingpin ;)

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