Fuxer 16 – The Course Of Events
"I'm Todd. West coast. I can teleport. How about you?"
"Uh," Xander had just been staring at Todd's crotch. No way was he going to mention his special vision.
But to be fair, Todd would probably have appreciated it. The little twink's fingernails were painted black and he wore subtle eyeliner. His haircut wasn't working for him, though.
"Xander. Local `burbs. I'm almost a flying brick and I can muscle up."
He flexed his unenhanced arm without using his power and chuckled nervously.
Todd gave him a long, obvious once-over. "What do you mean `muscle up'? I hope you don't get bigger, you're so cute already."
Xander gave his best douchebag-jock grin. "Yeah? We'll see how you feel once I'm showing off my power gains."
He flexed again but this time dropped his arm on Todd's backrest. The twink blushed and Xander could 4D see his dick twitch.
Jed and Deshawn disembarked, leading Xander and Todd onto a catwalk that connected the hangar to a lobby.
"Oh shit," Todd mumbled and flinched. "Wow, uh, hi there."
Hovering next to the catwalk was a veritable A-list flying brick.
He had his freckled arms crossed, making his biceps and pecs bulge in the legless singlet – the pink contrasting lightly with his ginger hair in a high fade quiff.
Xander recognized `Nut Boi' from his research but got to see him without mask for the first time. He looked shorter in real life.
Xander swallowed hard. "Hey, Nut."
The superhero have him a smirk and a nod and uncrossed his arms. He touched the ground as they reached the lobby.
"Jed, Deshawn, good to have you back," Nut Boi said. "Please show Todd his room and give him the tour."
The two straight sidekicks took the gay newbie away.
"So..." Xander started, giving his new colleague a long once-over. "You're The Big Nut, huh?"
The superhero grabbed the offered hand, stepping in close and not letting go. "Call me Norbert. Come on, I'll show you around. But I've got to ask, will you have a blue or pink uniform?"
Xander grinned. "So fucking pink."
Norbert chuckled. "Glad to hear that. Never been a fan of the color separation but straighties don't want rid of it. You look super-hot, by the way. Like, massively sexy."
"Thanks. I've always thought that about you, too. What happens next?"
Norbert held his gaze. "I'll show you your room. There's everything you need. Like... lube?"
"I only top," Xander said.
"Fine by me," Norbert said and walked ahead.
Xander's 4D vision revealed a thick, bouncy ass that begged to be fucked.
Will let out a grunt. "Oh fuck you're huge."
Xander grabbed the bottoming muscle god's undercut and pulled, making him arch his broad back. "And you'll take every inch, every night, bitch."
"Fuck yeah," Will sighed and pushed his magic ass back. "Finally a worthy top around here."
Xander looked up and flexed double-bi at the wall mirror opposite his bed. Will arched up and joined in with a most-muscular as they fucked.
Filipe mumbled something but Will shoved the Brazilian `kick back onto his erection. The twink obeyed and kept sucking, his lithe body practically vanishing under Will as the Korean super hunk dropped back on all fours.
Xander saw Will drive four fingers into Filipe's hole in the mirror and fucked Will in the rhythm of the muscle bottom's finger banging.
He flexed again.
"Hi, I'm Zack," the incomparably beautiful, perfect, amazing, teen muscle god said as he stepped into the lobby, being perfect and amazing.
Okay, Xander had to cut back on the internal gushing.
"Welcome, I'm Xander." He extended his hand and got a bro-slap handshake.
"Yeah, I've heard. Fuxer, huh?" Zack nodded at the Fuxer insignia on Xander's chest.
Zack wore a tan shirt that nearly burst at the seams and white baseball shorts that hugged his bulging thighs. In fact, everything about Zack below the chin could have been described as bulging'. He was the mouthwatering epitome of the comic book physique'.
"I'll show you your room and Adam and Buck are ready for your costume scan." Xander said, trying not to sound as nervous as he felt. "What color will it be?"
"Uh, I don't really know what those mean. Back in the past, in my timeline, the bois were all in white. Things change a lot in a few decades. But Omen helped me catch up. He sorta beamed knowledge into my brain. I've learned a weeks' worth in a day."
"Well," Xander said, slowly. Zeal's sexuality was unknown. Only the new junior generation used color coding since so many of the younger heroes were gay and willing to show it.
"Did they not teach you that?"
"They taught me whatever I was curious about. Oh, I browsed the Heroic Chronicles. They were only just starting in my timeline. Loved it."
"Seriously?" Xander half-yelled with embarrassing excitement. "Did you read how Zeal smashed Cybertron's armor into the Doom Droid Drive and short circuited the whole thing?"
Zack beamed. "Yeah bro, that was so awesome. And how he dug under the ice fortes on the moon of Frosticon and saved the senate of Nexus Prime?"
"Hell yeah," Xander said and they instinctively fist bumped. "And how he punched Bear-tron into space?"
"And when the memory-phage took over the Manly League HQ?"
Xander was feeling light headed. "Yeah. Fuck man, I can't believe you are a Zeal fanboy."
"I mean..." Zack shyly stared at his shoes. "We have a lot in common, but... he didn't quite feel like future-me."
"What do you mean?"
Zack shrugged. "It was pretty awkward to find out, but I guess this timeline's Zack is straight. Feels weird, man. We- Shit, is that all my room? I thought we had it good but the old headquarter is a shithole by comparison."
"Uh..." Xander stood in the doorframe, frozen. "Y-you're gay. Like really, gay? Like me?"
Zack squinted. "I thought that wasn't unusual here."
"R-right," Xander said, his heart thumping. "So... that'll be a pink uniform then."
Zack gave the shorter muscle god a once over. "Fine by me. This singlet looks way more sophisticated than anything we had. Tighter, too. Can't wait."
Xander couldn't believe it. He was making out with his hero crush. Or rather, with the hotter teen version.
They were on Xander's bed, both in pink singlets so tight it left nothing to the imagination safe for the contents of their crotch cups.
Xander slipped Zack's freshly created singlet off the muscle god's shoulders. "How would you like to get fucked?"
Zack chuckled nervously and swallowed. "Uh, I'm actually into things that are... bigger than dicks."
The blond boi leaned back with a frown. "What do you mean?"
Zack bit his lower lip. "I'm still as tight as ever but I don't find dicks satisfying anymore. I'm just used to, you know, fists. We can still- Where are you going?"
"Nowhere," Xander said as he stepped backward off the bed. He pushed his singlet down to his thighs and let his big, hard dick bob up and down.
He had been just a smidgeon under 90kg/198lbs. Now he para-flexed and pushed past the dickslosion threshold.
The dick that had scared anyone off for being too big, had been impossible to handle for Will, Filipe, Todd, Akio and Garth, was now making Zack gasp with joy.
The muscle boi from an alternate past didn't take his eyes off the anatomically unrealistic fuck rod as he slid the singlet off his smooth, rippling legs.
"W-where's the lube? I need that things in me the fuck now!"
Xander laughed. "I'll take care of that. Just lie down and show me that super ass."
Zack was already on his back and raised his thickly muscled legs. His hole pulsed with his breath.
Xander dug into the lube on his nightstand and rammed two fingers into Zack.
"F-fuck," the bottom huffed.
"You ready to be stretched to your limit, muscle hole?"
"Yeah. Wreck me, Fuxer."
"Ready for me dick, Nova?"
"Yeah, Fuxer... Fuxer...
...Fuxer, wake up!"
Zack's voice broke through the fog.
Xander opened his eyes. The Everyday Globe building's interior was almost free of vines. Only a few dead, no longer shimmering chunks were strewn around.
The sky outside was dominated by the immense space ship that had warped the absent heroes home.
"W-what?"
"He's awake," Zack yelled before kissing Xander on the slack jawed mouth. "We couldn't find you. The Hypno-bees were sucking the memories out of folk all over the city before we noticed them. Do you know who you are?"
"Uh, Xander," Xander said. "I mean, Fuxer."
Omen pushed Zack aside. "Fuxer? We need to check if the memory restoration worked. What do you remember dreaming about?"
Xander thought back at the memories he had just gone over in his sleep. "How you tested me for the bois. How I met Nut and the rest. How I met..." He looked over at Nova Boi. "How I met my boyfriend."
"I'm happy to hear you're restored," Omen said and helped the blond boi to his feet. "And I'm happy to see you're back. But... maybe you're a little too happy to see Nova."
Fuxer followed the man's gaze to his own crotch. Yeah, there was no hiding that tent in his singlet. He could have muscled down to his original body and the hard-on would still have been showing.
And he couldn't wait to shove it into Zack's greedy hole again. He was truly restored. Everything was back to how it was supposed to be.
Author's Note: This was a weird story to write. First time writing from the perspective of a top. I wanted to make something like it for so long that the end product is nothing like my more recent, super kinky stories.
Did you like this weird experiment of mine? If you've come all this way I'm hoping for some feedback at
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