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sxnful-men·:

Salvatore hummed as he rolled his hips against the witch’s rounded bottom. If he were honest, he was surprised the young man could even get pants on in the morning, with how ample his behind was. “I’m curious to see what happens when you go crazy then,” he murmured lowly against the other’s ear. He grunted in enjoyment as he felt the other swaying his hips back and forth, brushing up against his prominent bulge. The incubus’ eyes fluttered shut for a moment, his hands gently squeeze Casper’s hips. He had to remember to stop pulsing his energy into the other, only watching as his power took its effect on the witch.

“Oh, someone’s feeling confident,” Salvatore said with a chuckle, the DJ amused at the other’s more playful, teasing nature now. Oh, this would certainly be fun, and a good way to introduce the young man into the world of the underground. “Why only an hour? Who said I’d let you leave after one time?” he growled as he watched the witch turn around to face him. The incubus reached over, brushing aside some of Casper’s hair from his forehead. “We’ll see if you last the rest of the night, beautiful. After all, we were planning on getting a little crazy together, right?” he said with a smirk.

The incubus grunted as he felt the hand twisting at his nipple, the thigh brushing up against his heavy bulge. It was hard for even himself to think straight, but Salvatore was eager to get things started now. He did cock a brow at the pulse of energy crackling between them as he leaned in, amused at the little display of power. “You know how to play your cards. I like it,” he hummed as he wrapped his arms around Casper to pull him close against his chest. “Unfortunately for you, I don’t think there’s anyone more important out here that you can meet. Although I like a man who knows what he wants. C’mon then, cutie. Let’s fill you up so the whole place hears your moans,” he said as he hoisted the witch up in his arms and began carrying him away to his private bedroom.

Casper enjoyed their flirting, the little game of Cat & Mouse that went on between them, and the more he was around this tall blonde hunk the more confident and sexually charged he felt. Heck, he even felt powerful within his witchcraft just as Lucifer had taught him. “Oh I’m certainly feeling confident.” he chuckled and continued to toy and twist at the nipple, loving to see the affect he could have on a man that towered in height and muscle over the ginger. “Maybe I have another lined up in an hour?” The minx of a witch twisted a little harsher, using his own little subtle witchcraft to send energy back into the blonde hunk, although unaware the other was an incubus.

“But I suppose I could postpone them if it means you can last that long. I don’t like it when men like you talk a big game and then finish in fifteen seconds,” But he didn’t get to tease any further, for no sooner had he said those words and the DJ hunk was bragging of filling him up and carrying him towards the back like he weighed nothing. Casper naturally giggled and settled nicely in the embrace of the hunk, rubbing his hands over those bulging muscles and twisting at the now hardened nipples every so often to keep the stimulation going. 

“Oh wow, you have your own little bedroom here!” The fledgling witch was genuinely amazed, thinking they were going to get it off in some store room. But he certainly chose not waste anytime. Once the pair were secure, Casper surrendered to lust and to the hunk. Still in Salvatore’s arms he leaned up to connect their lips, passionately embracing the larger man and pressing his athletic body firmly against his new friend, his lust and desire in overdrive as though he would die without it. Only Lucifer had made the witch so needy, so desperate to have a cock in him, but not once did it cross the ginger’s mind that this hunk may also be of the infernal underground. 

“If I get in trouble, just tell them I was helping you out-” He jested and began to kiss down along the jawline. He could breath in the sweet cologne, kissing along the neck and sucking to entice the DJ further. His hand snaked down from the nipple, reaching for the hem of the demon’s covering and slipping his hand underneath to feel those perfectly carved abdominals as though the hunk was carved from marble. “-And you needed a lot of help.”

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paradise-x-boys·:

It was so satisfying seeing the young hero, so full of confidence when he had first entered, just shivering and whimpering with need for him. Jett smiled at the other calling him master, letting his finger continue to probe the other’s entrance as he squeezed and groped those juicy pecs. It was like a drug, Jett wanting to savor and enjoy every moment of the naked, meaty hero before him. “So beautiful,” he purred, the blonde eyeing the squirming titan in his vines, eyes glazed with lust as he continued to play with the hero that fell into his grasp.

He didn’t, however, expect to see Conner’s mental be so strong, glancing up in surprise as he heard the hero suddenly fight against him. Jett blinked as he felt both fingers pushing up against the hunk’s prostate, only pushing in once more to draw out some more moans from the other. “Oh, how surprising,” Jett hummed as he held the other’s gaze with a sly smirk. “I should’ve known you needed a bigger dosage. Especially for a strong, hefty bull like yourself. Do you need something more direct?” he teased, another vine trailing down behind the villain in full view of Conner.

“Honestly, once you’re mine, it will make this so much more worth it. I mean, who wouldn’t want a hunky, sexed up hero by their side? Hopelessly devoted to them, ready to do anything they asked because of how much you love me?” Jett continued as he continued playing with the insides of the hero. He chuckled as the vine drew closer, at the end of it a bulb that had not yet blossomed yet. “I haven’t done anything, baby. It’s just our weekly ritual. You just get so horny when you wait for me to fill you,” he hummed. Pulling his fingers out with one fluid motion, Jett carefully aligned the slender vine against the other’s entrance. “Still, we can’t have you lashing out at me like that. We’ll make sure the next few changes are a little more long-lasting. Hopefully not too permanent, for your sake,” the blonde mused, before letting the vine slowly penetrate the other bit by bit. “No, I’ll be the one fucking you, boy. But only when you’re a good boy for Master,” he growled, his expression darkening as though he were upset at Conner.

Conner wavered back and forth between righteous hero fighting for what was right, and mindless sex toy that enjoyed every sensation and craved to submit to the villain. “I w-will never be d-devoted to...” He struggled to get the whole sentences out, his mind on the very edge of tumbling into the abyss. But no... he had to stay strong. He had to resist and make it back to the Titans so they could take him down. Exactly why though... Conner could not quite remember. 

The raven haired himbo looked up at the blonde muscular villain properly, those fingers spearing into his warm slick hole and he felt himself letting out little moans. Fuck, why was he so damn sexy. Was that the pollen? Maybe deep down Conner secretly liked, no loved, this sort of attention. But he could never admit such a thing. “W-What are you doing! What’s that vine doing!” He squirmed and wriggled, those beefy pecs bouncing all the more, which only felt amazing due to the blossoms that were still latched on firmly to his sensitive nipples. “Not too permanent!” He cried out but it was too late.

His hole offered little resistance to the vine. He felt the blossom bulb slide in, pushing past his ring of tightness and being accepted into him. He groaned loudly and arched, flexing those herculean muscles as the vine sunk into his annoyingly willing hole. And what was worse was how good is felt. But he couldn’t admit that. He fought and tried to pull away, all the while his exposed cock leaked nothing but pre cum over those beautifully sculpted abs. He panted heavily, mind slipping down into the abyss, looking at Jett with bright red cheeks and heavy lidded eyes. 

“Y-you won’t get away with... th-this- oh fuck!” The mighty hero squirmed and mewled at the pleasure-able sensation. “But whats that meant to do? It isn’t doing anything.” He thought he found  a flaw in the plan and took pride in pointing out where the villain went wrong. “I’ll never be devoted to you.”

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paradise-x-boys·:

Zachary’s eyes were naturally drawn to the young man’s beefy pecs, bouncing as they walked. If he didn’t know any better, the god was almost certain the young man wore such tightly stretched shirts just to show off his muscles. Not that he was complaining, as he would certainly do the same thing himself in that position. “Oh, is that so? I didn’t know you were a farm boy,” he said with a chuckle. “Still, that explains all the muscle you’ve put on then. You’re a Midwestern, corn-fed, All-American beefcake, huh?” he teased as he slapped the other man on the back.

He chuckled as he waited outside of Hunter’s dorm room, waiting for the young man to set his stuff down and grab his keys. “Well, not exactly a Film Studies sort of video project. You’ll see what I mean,” he hummed in amusement, although he enjoyed the fact that the young man thought so highly of him. “It’s more of a personal project than anything, although if you’re interested, you’re welcome to join me for any future things that I film,” he offered. Glancing him over, Zachary tapped his chin as if in thought. “Yeah, I mean, you certainly have the looks to be on film. And the body. I take it back, you’ll end up being the star of the show if I let you join,” the god joked, his cheery expression showing that he had no ill intent in his words.

As they began moving towards his own dorm building, he nodded carefully in thought. “Ah, gotcha. Well, if that’s the case, if you’ve got any more free time this week, I’d love to have you help me out. Of course, we’ll see how today goes. But I have a feeling you and I might spend a lot of time together if you’re up for it.” Zachary scanned his badge, holding the door open for Hunter to enter the building. “I think most people are out for class right now, so we shouldn’t be bothered too much.”

“Who me?” Hunter flushed a crimson red at the mention of being called a star, of even being suggested to be the star. “Oh no, I’m no star. And I wouldn’t want to take away from your project. I just want to help you see it fully realised, but it is all your project.” The naive jock chuckled joyously at the retort and patted Zachary on his pectoral, rather impressed by the firmness of the muscle. He felt a warmth grace his cheeks and then swiftly pulled away as they continued their walk.

“But I’m sure over the next week I can rustle some free time to keep helping you out.  And I will try my absolute hardest to make you happy with his project.But you’re the star. Everything will be about you and making you happy!” He beamed proudly, always willing to help a fellow team member with whatever was needed. Even though Hunter had next to no clue as to exactly what it was he was walking into. “Wow nice place!” He complimented and looked around the building and then subsequent apartment. “This is so much fancier than my little dorm. My bed barely fits me.”

Hunter kicked off his shoes at the door when they entered, always respectful with that southern farm boy charm. He stretched his arms, inadvertently flexing his beefy muscles in front of Zachary. “So where are we filming? Do I need to look at the equipment I gotta work with? I wanna make sure I hit the perfect spot for you!” He said gleefully almost bouncing with excitement, which only made those pecs bounce with him “Sorry I’m kinda excited, this is a whole new experience for me.”

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sxmebrxs·:

It was that time of year again. George traveled to Greece and flew over to one of the more secluded islands far from the mainland. The island used for Herogasm was always bustling with heroes from around the globe. This was one place that everyone was free to express themselves. They could be completely naked and have sex on the island without issue. Powers were used to make the sex even more interesting. 

For George, this was simply another year of the same old stuff. He slipped into a tropical speedo with palm leaves printed onto it. A few other heroes were spoken to but he didn’t initiate anything. No one interested him enough to take off the speedo. Well, that was at least until he noticed Casper. The new hero was the subject of many headlines. Due to his famous family there was a lot to learn about the ginger. Most notably, how he had evaded the media for so many years even with his famous family. 

George walked closer to Casper and leaned against the bar. He noticed the hero with stretchy powers and how Casper seemed to stare. When the other started to walk around, George walked up to him. “Hey. You’re Casper, right?” George reached for the man’s shoulder and gripped it firmly. If he was right, there was a lot for the two to speak about. 

Casper sipped on the strong alcohol and was grateful it was poured above the regular legal limit because to get through this weekend he was going to need it. Everyone by this point had heard of the youngest of the hero family only just stepping into their powers. Many were shocked another existed, others expected some great display of incredible superpowers like his siblings. But it was far more minute than that. At least in Casper’s eyes. 

He padded through the events, looking around at the heroes. Some he recognised from the media, others from parties thrown at the house where Casper sat atop the stairs and watched them enjoy themselves. But eh tried to keep a low profile, and thought he had until he felt a very firm hand grip his shoulder. He felt energy course from that hand and Casper felt his hairs stand on end. He couldn’t tell however if that was from the hero’s powers or from simple nerves. “Uh... hey!” Casper sheepishly began to turn around, half drunken cocktail in hand.

Needless to say he was rather amazed at what he saw. A tall blonde hunk with rippling pectorals, bulging biceps and powerful thighs in a tropical speedo. Not to mention the incredibly handsome face and kind eyes. Casper couldn’t quite figure out if he needed to be relaxed or worried or crushing hard. “Uh... yeah that’s me.” He smiled weakly out of nerves, nursing the cocktail. “I’m sorry I don’t think I recognise you too well. How do you know me?” He queried. Although there was something somewhat familiar about the hunk, possibly a friend of one of his siblings or step siblings, maybe partied at the house once or twice when Casper was told to stay upstairs.He honestly couldn't tell, but then again that was the case with a fair few heroes here but none of them seemed to have recognised him too much, or rather been interested enough to try and make contact. 

“I’m sorry I feel rude. I just don’t know anyone really yet. Kinda new to this side of things.” He confessed and sipped on the cocktail. “Do you need anything?”

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closed starter for @sxmebrxs​ ; george & casper

Casper gripped the metal bars as he hoisted himself from the water, using the step ladder to climb from the depths of the pool. His emerald green speedo hugged his bubbly globes and he hastily adjusted the front to ensure no heroes could suddenly see the outline of his member. Not that they would mind, it was Herogasm and all round heroes were naked, fucking, partying, drinking and doing some form of illicit drug or another.  It was his first Herogasm, having only developed his powers a few months prior. He chortled at that idea but tried to push it from his mind. Something about ti didn’t fully sit right but now was not the time nor the place. It was Herogasm for fuck sake! All his siblings, step siblings and cousins had come too and they were all across the Greek island doing all kinds of frivolity. Thankfully not in front of Casper. He shook his head to get any loose water droplets from his ginger curls and walked towards the bar. Beside him was a hero with stretchy powers, and boy were they stretching with people. Casper tried not to pry and quickly ordered the strongest cocktail he could. He needed alcohol to loosen up in this joint. He was far too sober to endure any of this. What was worse was that beside his siblings, he knew practically no one here, so he was flying solo and trying to just get by.He stepped back from the bar and walked around, on occasion getting his bubbly rear slapped harshly by other heroes. "Wow," He mumbled to himself and finished the cocktail quickly, avoiding looking at people really going at it.  

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sxnful-men·:

Salvatore grinned as he looked over the red-headed witch, taking in the view as they oung man unloaded the dishwasher. He could see why Lucifer was so drawn to him, and the incubus was certainly eager to see what else the witch could do. “Well, you know me now. And really, that should be everyone important you’d need to meet aorund here,” he teased, before tugging Casper close to him, so the young man could feel his bulge against his pants. “As for your drink choice… I’m sure we could find other things that make you feel tingly inside. Enough to make you go crazy,” he whispered against the other’s ear.

The incubus hummed as he slowly let a bit of his power seep into the other man. Nothing to make him go crazy, just enough to lower a bit of his inhibitions and nercousness. It was important that they were more free and unhindered with this job, after all. Salvatore convinced himself that he was simply helping the young man out. “I’m sure I could smooth things over with your manager. It’s not busy right now anyways. And besides, if you were really that worried, I suppose we could have some fun right here. You know, while you tried to do your job,” he teased with a sly wink as he gave Casper’s bottom another firm squeeze.

It was adorable seeing the other man try to cover up his tracks, the incubus already knowing who he was referring to. Still, the red-head was absolutely adorable, and it only made Salvatore want him that much more. “Lucky for you, I’m a bit of an important figure around here. I’ve got my own little private room. No one will bother us there.” The incubus paused, before leaning in close to the other’s ear, whispering softly. “As long as you don’t moan too loud, that is. Unless you want everyone to hear what you’ve been up to when you sneak away from work.”

The drying cloth dropped harmlessly on the floor as Casper was suddenly pulled by the DJ. He could feel even in that moment the sheer strength Salvatore possessed, not to mention the generous package that pulsed against his own bubbly rear. “I’m sure we could find something that makes me go crazy.” Casper blushed and played along. Since Lucifer, the newbie witch had certainly learned to embrace lust and his desires, to go along with the dance of flirtation and to not be afraid of his abilities, both in witchcraft and in the bedroom. Casper decided to lightly sway his hips back and forth, giving Salvatore his own preview of what could be in store for them if this little danced continued further and away from prying eyes. And as he did, he could feel a sense of energy pouring into him, his own desire and need amplifying. His skin felt hot to the touch and thoughts of work clouded over, replaced by images of the all the delectable activities that could be had. “Oh we definitely can go to a private room. I’ll call it my mandatory hour break, if you last that long.” Emerald eyes flashed with mischief, amplified by the energies Salvatore was delivering, something Casper was still unaware of. “I can certainly keep it down.” Casper turned to face Salvatore, pressing his thigh into the hard bulge of the DJ, whilst a free hand lightly twisted on the hunk’s left nipple. Casper had to admit this man was far too good looking, and those muscles were making him swoon. In fact seeing them so close made Casper blush and his sense of confidence briefly faltered, but he charged ahead. “Come on then, otherwise I’m sure there are plenty of important people I could meet instead.” Casper pressed further, feeling the energy crackle int he air just as Lucifer had taught him. Casper felt a small swell of pride. Lucifer would be proud. 

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paradise-x-boys·:

Eyeing over the newbie to join the team, Zachary couldn’t help but grin at the book in his hands. It was almost too funny seeing the other reading some stories about his previous life, but the god didn’t dwell on it. “Well, we can certainly get a workout in later if you wanted. Although more cardio focused. I already pumped myself with the weights, and we don’t want to tire you out too much,” he said with a chuckle, although he had his own view on what a cardio-filled workout really was.

The god grinned at the other’s eagerness, almost likening it to that of like a puppy dog. Still, Zachary was certainly appreciative of it and found Hunter that much more charming to fill the role as his cup-bearer. “Yah, I was hoping you could help me with a little film project I’m working on?” It was more of a cam show than anything, but he didn’t want to reveal that just yet. “I’ve got it all set-up in my dorm room though. It’s… like you’re spotting me, in a sense,” Zachary said with a grin.

He glanced at the other as the younger man continued talking about his studies, only chuckling back as he squeezed one of Hunter’s shoulders. “Man, you’re cute, you know that?” Zachary rumbled. “I wish everyone was as eager as you were. Never lose that about yourself. It definitely draws people in,” he praised. “If you were free though, my dorm’s not too far from here. I’ll seriously owe you after this though. It’d be a life-saver.”

Hunter chuckled earnestly at Zachary’s remarks of being worn out, his beefy pecs bouncing on each chortle beneath the tightly stretched material, “I use to pick pumpkins by hand back in Kansas from dawn until lunch time, I don’t tire easily.” He playfully boasted tot eh star jock, hoping to maybe start foundations of a good friendship.  “Oh a film project?” He queried, “Are you in the Film Studies unit? That’s really cool! I never would have guessed.” But as soon as Zachary complimented him Hunter blushed bright red. He tried to keep his face down to hide the fact that getting a compliment from someone like Zachary was one of the most flattering moments to date for the studious jock. “Oh thank you... uh... I don’t know what to say. You’re really great yourself.” He flustered bashfully as his rosy cheeks beamed from his smile. “Of course I can help you, always here to help a fellow teammate, or anyone really.” His kind brown eyes looked up at Zachary as his shoulder was squeezed and the newbie could swear he felt electricity.  The kindhearted country bumpkin quickly ducked into his dorm, grabbed his room key and shut the door. “Ok, lead the way! I need a serious distraction from study. It’s only one more exam and it’s next week, I got tons of time.” Hunter stretched, muscles flexing and pecs rising with deep breath. “Let’s go spot you with that film camera...I think?” Hunter puzzled. “Oh well, whatever it is I’m sure I can help you out. And then afterwards you can try your best to tire me out with a gym pump or cardio.”

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paradise-x-boys·:

Jett gazed into the lust-filled eyes, admiring the glazed look of the hero. For someone who was struggling so much aganist his restraints not that long ago, it seemed like the young man really wanted this now. Of course, Jett knew that it wasn’t his actual desires, but the villain was hoping to take advantage of the other’s addled mind and offer some new memories and ideas as to who Conner really was. “Good boy,” he said with a chuckle as he continued to grope and squeeze and the other’s inner thigh muscles.

“You’re such a good boyfriend, you know? I mean, you’d do anything to make me happy. And you’d never want to leave your master’s side, right?” Jett purred as his fingers slid upwards to press and tease at the other’s hole with just the finger tip. He moved his finger in a slow, enticing circle, making sure to scoop some of the other’s dripping seed and spreading it along his entrance. “I’ll never let you out of my sight again. Not when you’re so devoted to me,” he chuckled.

The villain growled at the sight of Conner straining and flexing his strong, bulging muscles. It was adorable seeing how needy and submissive the large man was, which made Jett all the more aroused. He reached up with one hand to grope and squeeze the arched pecs, pinching the blossoms attached to his nipples. His other hand began to push into the hero, slipping in one finger to help prep him. “Oh, I’ll breed you again and again until your full of my seed, love,” Jett rumbled. He curled his finger inside of Conner, smirking at the notion of the other feeling warm and tingly. 

“I wonder how many loads I can dump inside of you. It seems like you’re extra wanting today. Now, don’t forget to breathe and relax.” Jett hummed as he began to push in a second finger without much warning. As much as he enjoyed the view, he did want to properly open up Conner before he filled the young man full with his cock.

Every grope and squeeze sent waves of sheer pleasure and anticipation of need to flood his very muscle bound being. “N-never want to leave y-you... m-,aster.” He fumbled for words as his heavy eyes looked at the hunk between his might thighs that were held apart by the vines. He was mindlessly devoted, submissive to the villain who teased so deliciously at that smooth rosy entrance that felt like it was pulsing warmth from the effects of the pollen.  “Hmmmmargh-” Conner cried out in need and pleasure as a finger slipped into his wiling entrance and his hefty pec was squeezed so firmly. “-I w-wanna be full... p-please m-master.” He stumbled over his words as glazed eyes studied the blonde between his legs. The titan squirmed and bucked at the new sensation, his walls squeezing around the intruding digit as though it were sucking it in. This was certainly a sensation Conner enjoyed. He took deep breaths as Jett instructed and his already willing hole relaxed to welcome Jett’s finger in further. As the second digit entered, Conner let out a coo and arched, eyes looking dead at Jett. The glaze had faded a little and the old Conner was breaking through just a bit, as though the sensation of his prostate being teased had loosened the hold Jett had on the hero. “I w-will d-defeat y-you.” He fought to say the sentence as the pollen was still oh so strong, “Fuck why does that feel so good!” Conner blinked a few times, trying so hard to mentally fight the mind control. But he was weak and the pollen had made his sexual pleasures so heightened. “H-How are you doing this to me.” He said through fighting back moans. But his body was betraying him and he pushed back onto the fingers, taking Jett’s digits all too easy. His hips even began to move up and down to stimulate the prostate itself. “So good! Fuck you Jett!” He hissed, fighting so hard to keep his senses about him, but the temptation to sink into the pleasure and be a mindless slut was far too tempting. 

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paradise-x-boys·:

Zachary hummed as he headed back towards his dorm room, feeling pumped from his workout at the gym. Of course, the deity was only spending so much time there because he was scouting out someone suitable to fill a necessary role. He wiped away at the sweat on his forehead and chest, only throwing the towel over his shoulder as he saw one more candidate.

Bounding over towards the broad-shouldered man, Zachary grinned as he threw his arm over the other man. “Heya, man! I didn’t see you at the gym today. You know we’ve got practice later, right? You don’t want to do another pump before then?” His golden eyes were fixated on the other man, only smiling widely at him.

“But seriously, I was looking all over for you. I actually wanted your help with something, and I was hoping I could steal you away for a bit?” the god hummed. “It shouldn’t take too long, depending on what you can do.”

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Hunter finally closed the book and shut his laptop. He had one final exam next week to finish the semester, Classical Literature and the texts they were to be tested on was The Iliad and The Odyssey. Hunter was over preparing, having read both texts twice, taken notes, made palm cards, done practice essays and even read online analysis of the texts. But being a scholarship student with a full ride meant he needed to ensure his marks were just as good as his skills on the field.  Hunter had just stepped out of his dorm in what seemed like a year, stretching those thick muscled arms above his head, his crop top riding up to expose smooth carved abdominals. “Oh hey Zachary,” Hunter couldn’t help but blush as arguably the hottest and most popular jock on campus approached him. “I’ve been studying all day, I wanted to get a quick fix though.” He looked up at Zac’s handsome features. “Oh you needed my help? Yeah sure!” He was almost too eager, the freshman and newbie on the team offered his services to jock-star in a heart beat. “What can I help with? We got ages until practice and I could use a good distraction from study. If I read one more time about how vital the gods were in the Trojan War I will lose it.” He chuckled nervously, trying to make some semblance of small talk to the hunk. “Did you need me to spot you or something?”

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paradise-x-boys·:

Grinning as he watched Conner orgasm all over himself, the villain whistled at the sight of the hero’s cock bursting out from his tattered suit. He hummed as he reached down, letting one stream of cum run over his fingers as he slid upwards along the insides of Conner’s thigh. “Feel better, baby?” he said with a grin as he starred into the other’s dazed eyes. “I swear, some days you just don’t act like yourself when you’re with me. That’s no way to talk to your lover now, is it? Especially when I’m your master,” he said with a slight brow raise as if to reprimand the other man.

Jett leaned in to press his lips against Conner’s to cut off his words, solidifying the pollen’s effects as he slipped his tongue inside the hero’s mouth. “Now, I think you’ve been rather naughty today. And you already came without me giving you permission. So what are you going to do to make that up to me?” he said with a huff as he reached down to tweak the other’s nipples with the blossoms still latched onto it. He squeezed a bit harder, as though trying to milk the hero.

He waved his hands, the vines slowly lowering the other man down onto his back as it spread Conner’s legs apart. “And why would you want to be let go in the first place? I don’t think I’d ever let you out of my sight when you’re so devoted to me,” Jett hummed as his hands moved to squeezed his thigh muscles. “Such a desperate, greedy boy for another release. And yet, I haven’t had one yet. Now how’s that fair?”

The hero was well and truly gone. His eyes hazed with a pollen-induced-lust, not to mention the unwavering desire to serve Jett. Not ten minutes prior he was fighting to beat the baddie and now he was begging for orgasms as those sensitive nipples were sucked on by talented blossoms. “I f-feel good.” The hunk mumbled happily, almost goofy, in response to Jett’s question. “m-master.” Every suggestion going down easy and Conner was all the more receptive. 

Like reverse post-nut clarity or something. Not that he had time to think about it as be returned Jett’s kiss with hunger and need, letting out a submissive huff as his cock continued to throb, despite his last load still warm as it slid down his powerful thighs. But every touch made him beg for more, every twist of the nipple made him surrender over and over, moaning and whining. “I don’t w-wanna be let go. Please!”  The captured hero bucked his hips, those smooth globe cheeks bouncing as his hard cock jutted at every buck of his hips. He strained and flexed for Jett, giving him a show of needy lust for the villain. “I want you to cum, please. I want to make you happy!” Conner bucked some more, thrusting his blossom cover pecs into the air. “Why not fuck me ass! And then you can cum in me! Please I need it so badly.” Superboy’s biceps flexed impressively as he tired to hoist himself up, trying to get a better view of the floral villain in hoping to get what he desired.  “Please m-master, I need it... i need y-you so badly. I feel so warm and tingly and only you can help me.”

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paradise-x-boys​:

“Well, take is perhaps the wrong word. When we’re done, I don’t think you’ll want to leave at all,” Jett grinned as he watched his pollen concoction take effect. He didn’t move away as the young man struggled and coughed, only groping and squeezing his exposed body as the vines tightened around the superhero. “I haven’t done anything,” the villain said sweetly as his hands roamed down the other’s body to rub a bit at his hardening cock through the ripped suit. “If I remember correctly, you came into my home all horny and needy for me. Who knew superheroes could be so slutty?” he chuckled as his other hand pinched one of Conner’s nipples.

Jett stared back into Conner’s dilated eyes, only grinning at the effect taking hold. He leaned in closer, gently pressing a kiss against the hero’s cheek. “Save you from what? Don’t you want to stay here with me? I’m sure we could make it worth your while,” he murmured. He continued to rub the pollen against the other’s sweaty, exposed skin.

The villain smiled a bit wider at the submissive tone, only letting the vines tighten to accentuate Conner’s pecs. He waves his hand as some flowers blossomed, only latching onto the hero’s nipples. “Do you want to be released already? From what I could tell, it looked like you were enjoying being tied up. A little rope bunny, aren’t you? Making sure you can’t escape my embrace?” Jett said with a chuckle as he moved his lips down to kiss the top of Conner’s chest. “What will you do for me then, if I let you go? Surely I deserve something in payment if I release you.”

Conner shivered as those large hands groped and rubbed at his heaving muscles that felt oh so warm and sensitive to the touch. “I… uh… y-you - haaarrrghff- wwon’t g-get a away with thi- oh fuck!” Superboy let out a heavy groan as his hardened cock was rubbed through the ripped material, a wet patch of precum glistening in the light. “I-I’m not… -mmmmmmfg-” Ever attempt to battle this pollen, to resist Jett was feeble and useless as second b second this fog settled in and he was getting hornier and hornier. , He felt the kiss on his cheek and he let out a submissive groan. He had one final bit of resilience in him, one final push of heroism to try and escape this ploy. “Oh I’ll escape and when I do I’ll - AAARGH!” His sentence was cut off as the blossoms latched onto his overly sensitive nipples and tugged. His chest thrust forward and muscles flexed as he tugged on the restraints, but not to escape, just to hold onto something. The sudden euphoric feeling on those buxom pectorals was enough to push Superboy over the edge. He shuddered and shook, groaning loudly as his barely concealed cock spasmed. Stream of cum soaked his uniform remains through and through. “-Faaaarrrrrk-” His orgasm ripped through his muscles and his cock jerked violently on it’s own. Matched with his super strength, the hard member tore from the uniform and bounced free, continuing to shoot his seed over the floor. Even afterwards it remained hard and alert, heavy balls ready for more. His eyes looked up at Jett with pure submission, glazed over hungrily. “I want more… please again.” The mindless himbo panted, thrusting his chest needly into he blossoms that remained latched to his person.  “I don’t want to be let go. Please give me more. Please take me with you.” He begged and whined like the desperate slut he was, “I want another release please, please, please.”

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Alan 🙃 🍼

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sxnful-men·:

Salvatore had his sights on a particular witch that was new at their club per the request of Lucifer. Of course, the incubus was fully aware of who he was, and what with his brilliant red hair, he stood out amongst the crowd. Still, it was amusing to see the other’s flustered behavior, only reaching out one hand to help steady the young man as he fumbled a bit. “Well, I’m surprised we haven’t met sooner. I’m here every night too. With a face like that and a cute body to go with it, I’m surprised you slipped past my gaze,” he purred with a grin as he leaned against the bar counter, only watching as Casper fumbled a bit.

“Welcome to the club though, what do you think?” he said with a grin as he eyed the other’s bulge with a sly lick of his lips. “I can already tell, with you joining, it’ll be so much more fun here,” Salvatore teased, only waving his hand the other’s remark. “Well, I’m sure you could recommend something for me anyways. You don’t have to make the drink. What would you like to drink?” he mused, his lips widening in a bigger smile at the other’s statement. “Oh? Are you that eager to serve me? And I haven’t even shown you all my best moves yet.”

The incubus growled lowly as he eyed the leather pants stretching themselves to the limit to hold in Casper’s cute, perky bubble butt. He moved behind the counter, only moving one hand down to cup and gently squeeze the rounded cheek. “Pity, I would have loved to see you get up and dance. I’m curious to see how you would’ve moved. But let’s not show off your goods to everyone so soon. I want to get my own little private dance show,” Salvatore hummed with a smile. “What would you rather do, continue serving or come enjoy some lounge time with me?”

Casper continued to hastily unpack the glass-washer, putting the hot clean glasses onto an empty rack, all the while he tried to divert his attention to the muscle bound dj that was showing him such kindness and a warm introduction. Luckily he had his face down when he blushed at the remark of his body, and even id he wasn’t he could blame the steam. “I haven’t had much chance to meet anyone really.” He called out as he loaded up the washer. “As for the drinks, I’m a fan of Love Potion No. 9, it’s sweet and tingly and makes me wanna just go crazy.”

He chuckled at Salvatore’s comment on best moves. There was no doubt the DJ could dance better than the glassy so Casper need not respond. He simply glanced up at the blonde hunk as he rounded the corner before finishing off the washer. “Private Dance?” Casper furrowed his brow in confusion and closed the dishwasher. “I know we have professional dancers but- Oh!” He felt the firm hand cup his bubbly rear squeezed into leather and he now realised what he meant. Casper felt a warm flush to his cheeks and an almost head rush. His member throbbed in the pants and he nearly swooned.  “You want to go and... w-with me?” He gulped and looked around at the bar. It was mid-week and not very busy. And others had stepped away for extended periods of time. “I- I mean... The manager did say that if I ever needed to I could go away for a bit... But I just don’t wanna get in trouble and let down Luci-” He caught himself from saying Lucifer. Salvatore didn’t know he was a witch, or that he served Lucifer... and Casper was a loyal witch to his devil. “Lucy... she is a bar staff who is training me.” he covered himself quickly.  “Well what did you have in mind?” Casper looked around to see where they could possibly sneak off to. He was so new to the venue he didn’t know of any good hide outs or secret passages... but Lucifer did say there were some

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paradise-x-boys·:

Grinning as he watched the hero struggle against his vines, Jett couldn’t help but admire how cute the young man looked, all sweaty and worked up, with his torn suit exposed in almost all the right places. The villain waved his hand, the vines tightening and curling around every curve of Conner’s body. Some vines swirled around the other’s hefty pecs and flexed arms, others around his thick thighs, and even some teased at his bulging crotch. Even in his normal attire, it was evident how much the hero was packing. “Oh, with you on my case, I have no doubt about your relentlessness. Of course, I don’t have forever to keep running from you. So I had a better idea of bringing you along with me!” he said with a smile as he clapped his hands together.

Upon the clap, the flowers blossomed all over the vines, before they puffed a cloud mixture of pink and white pollen and spores. Jett smiled as he gazed into Conner’s eyes, reaching up with one hand to cup the other’s cheek, while the other reached out to grip and squeeze one of those bouncing, juicy pecs. “Shhh… don’t struggle now. You’ll make it happen so much quicker, and where’s the fun in that? Of course, I know I can’t harm you. A big, strong man like yourself, you can’t help but indulge my little fantasies,” Jett said in a teasing tone, knowing that he held the other man in the palm of his hands. “And with a pretty face like yours, I wouldn’t dream of harming you anyways. I want to have fun with you.”

Jett watched as the cloud mixture began falling all over Conner. He idly rubbed some of the spores against the man’s sweaty, exposed pec, only pinching at the perky nipple with a sly smile. “Well, for starters, I plan on helping you see how much fun we can have together! The pink pollen, of course, is to help increase your sensitivity and libido. Maybe even give you a new perspective on how attractive and arousing you find me,” the villain hummed as he leaned in close. “And the white spores make you all the more… receptive to the suggestions I have for you. You know, make you open up to all the possibilities of fun we could have together. As for the rest of the Titans, I do hope they come! The more the merrier, but I do want some uninterrupted time with you first. It’ll be easier when we can both show them how liberating it is to just have fun every once in a while.”

“T-take me with you?” the super-jock chortled at the concept, as if anyone could actually kidnap Superboy. He was a high profile Titan, one of the most powerful. The only villain capable would maybe be Lex Luthor. “Try all you might, gardener, but there is no way you can-” but his words were cut short but the pollen burst clouding around him oh so suddenly. In all his righteous monologuing he hadn’t even registered the vines creeping around his musclebound form that was held tightly captive. He spluttered and coughed as the sweet spores filled his lungs. Instantly he got a head rush, similar to that leather cleaner he sniffed in Nightwing’s room.  “W-what have y-you d- nnnngh!” His words cut off as the villain groped his heavy pectoral, the spores sinking into his skin and his bodily temperature rising. “Fuck!” The American Sweetheart cussed loudly and hung his head as the overwhelming pleasure fogged his mind as he felt his thoughts become riddled and disjointed. And then there was the throbbing... a hard aching throbbing between his legs. His cock was already nice and hard, leaving a generous wet patch in his suit. But the throbbing did not stop there. Between those bubbly cheeks of muscular glutes his ass hole throbbed in needy heat. “Y-you won’t get away with th- Mmmmfgh- that feels good!” He instinctively pushed his chest forward into Jett’s hands, almost mindlessly as the spores sunk in further.  Conner raised his head and looked at Jett through a mess of black curls. His eyes were dilated, as if high, yet there was a certain degree of determination to stay focused. “Th-they will save me and...” But even the mere suggestion Jett placed in his head and suddenly Conner’s mind danced with images of an orgy with Nightwing and Hawk spit-roasting him... or Wally and him fucking in super speed. He let out a satisfying groan and his mighty member jolted. A goofy smiled spread over his lips and he suddenly forgot what hew as thinking about. No longer was his flexing muscles tugging on the vine restraints, but rather it only made the hero more aroused. Why he squirmed in them just to crave that rough friction. “Wh-when will you release me?” He said softly... submissively. Conner nibbled a his lip to hold in more moans as he sunk deeper into Jett’s harsh grip on his now far too sensitive pectoral. 

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paradise-x-boys​:

“Do you know what my favorite thing is about heroes?” The villain hummed as he leaned against the pole. “It has to be the overconfidence mixed with all that righteous pride.” Jett chuckled softly as he let the vines tighten a bit around the superhero. “I mean, look at it from my perspective. I’ve been in operation for… who knows how long. And you thought you could come in here and beat me on your own? I do have to applaud you for finding me in the first place. It means I’ll need to make up some new identity, sadly.” The blonde clapped his hands as flowers began to bloom on the vines. 

“But of course, not after I have my fun with. I should reward you for working so hard. Really, I mean, if I weren’t so happy with my life as it is now, I’d certainly turn myself in for someone as handsome and cute as you are. But I’ve got something good going, and now that you’re here, it’s only fair that I should you what I’ve been working on, right? It’ll make up for you breaking and entering my place without permission,” Jett finished as he walked up to Superboy with a sly smile.

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Conner was groggy, he felt weak. He didn’t like to feel weak. He was Superboy for fuck sake! Superboy wasn’t weak! Beads of sweat trickled from his brow and down his neck, his wrists were held up above his head and legs fastened back, spread wide so that his torso hung forward. His arms flexed and pecs heaved as he fought to break free of the vines that gripped tightly. “Y-you can change identity all you want. I’ll find you again and again.” His suit torn in multiple places, only the crotch covered really, with most of his well sculpted physique glistening in sweat as the vines tightened more and more. 

His piercing blue eyes looked up at Jett’s evil smirk, and he fought once more, his beefy pecs bouncing, juicy thighs and glutes jiggling as he fought to be free to punish this perp. “You know i’m kryptonian right? You can’t harm me.” He feigned confidence. Clenching his jaw and puffing out his chest as if he had won, “You know I could bust out of here anytime I wanted. I’m just letting you ramble on as you villains like to do.” He quirked an eyebrow, while mentally trying his hardest to think about how the fuck he was going to get out of here. 

“What do you plan on doing? Because it won’t work! I can handle a couple of weeds.” Sweat trickled down his neck and onto his exposed pectoral, his muscle rising and falling with heavy breath as he fought to hold his head up and look at the super villain. “And people are on the way now! The Titans will be here and they will take you out.” He said a little too confidently, when he knew no one was coming. No one knew where he was.”

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sxnful-men·:

It was a pretty normal night at the club, with nothing that particularly interesting to the incubus. He had just finished his DJ set, allowing one of the other musicians to take on the next set and continue performing as he looked for something to drink and possibly eat. Salvatore was a big man, and as a regular performer (and one of the incubi who was involved with the club), it only made sense for him to have whatever or whomever he desired. The blonde was used to patrons throwing themselves at him, and he would always get his fill in one of the private rooms in the back. But tonight, he was looking for something new and fun. As the crowd parted for him to reach the bar, Salvatore leaned over to order a drink or two. However, as the bartender waited for his order, the incubus set his eyes on a sight he hadn’t seen before, something that caught his gaze and made him stare for a moment. 

“I’ll have a drink of that,” he said with a grin as he gestured towards a red-haired waiter putting drinks onto the tray. The sweaty, flushed musician slid a bit down the bar, only stopping to bump shoulders against the other. “Look at you, working so hard. And yet, I don’t think I ever gave you my order. In all my nights working here, I don’t remember seeing you.” Salvatore held the other’s gaze with a glimmer in his eyes. “So, what would you recommend for a big guy like me?”

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He was still very new to this place. And he didn’t really know the full gist of how things worked here. It was darker, heavier music and not as much lounge area compared to his last job. But Lucifer insisted he transfer to this new club, that he would grow more in this environment. And how could Casper debate such a thing? He sort of belonged to the devil now as one of his witches. And Casper loved being one of those witches... even thinking about it made him get hard. But nevertheless he was here and he had to get used to it. “Oh I uh... ummm.” The ginger witch fumbled and stumbled over his words as he felt his body get bumped into my someone with much larger muscle mass. Casper swallowed thickly and finished with the last of the glasses, loading up the dishwasher, closing the door and hitting the button. “I’m new, only started a few days ago.” The glassy sheepishly smiled and looked up at the hunky blonde dj, his cock already twitching. He couldn’t understand why he was already aroused, prominent bulge forming in those tight leather pants he was made to wear, and the mesh crop top exposing his toned torso. “I also don’t do any bartending... well, not yet anyway. They said I gotta learn the floor and the way it all runs but I’m sure i’ll be serving you soon.” He shifted his weight to his other foot and looked the dj up and down once more. Why was he so damn attractive... and why was Casper already picturing him naked? It was like his lust kicked up tenfold the second he was around the dj. Maybe it was a witch thing? He’d have to ask Lucifer next time they met again.  “I liked your music by the way. Was very fun. I had to resist getting up on the bar and just dancing.” He lightly chuckled and began to unpack the dishwasher, bending down in front of the blonde, his bubbly rear stretching those leather pants to their limit and outlining all too well his thighs and glutes. 

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davidkarofskyindie·:

Paul was happily just working in his little garage, just finishing up on a woodworking project he’d been working on for the last several weeks and he figured now he had the time to do it. It was a lot of exhausting busy work though and he was feeling the sweat just pooling on his skin, soaking into the well worn black top that was so small that it barely hit anything along. The only thing that was dry were the pair of shorts that stopped halfway down his muscular thighs, but he knew they were probably not long before they also got soaked in sweat. Figuring he needed a break from his woodwork, he put his tools down on the bench and headed to the door that connected the garage to the kitchen.

Once he stepped in he spotted the ginger haired friend of his son, the obscenely hot ginger haired friend of his son who was somehow even hotter than usual right now in his sinfully tiny outfit “Hey Tyson, didn’t know you were here… if you’re looking for Bobby I think he went out” he said as he walked to grab himself a glass and taking the bottle of juice to pour for himself, leaning against the bench in his kitchen “So, what’s going on? I mean, you and Bobby are basically conjoined twins so guessing you probably had plans to hang with him… what were ya gonna do?” he asked, scratching his exposed chest as he sipped on his juice.

Tyson was gulping down the orange juice happily, looking out over the beautiful house his best friend lived in, it was beautifully done. As he was drinking he heard the garage door open and turned expectantly to see his best friend, but alas it was not. Tyson was greeted with the fr too delightful sight of Paul walking in. His muscles were glistening with sweat, flexing and bouncing on every step. And with little to hide his god-like physique, Tyson was gobsmacked in the wake of the hunk.  “Oh... h-hey Paul.” He smiled, still staring in awe at his best friend’s Dad rather shamelessly. He just couldn’t bring himself to look away from the sheer perfection. “Oh yeah... Bobby I think is out on a date or something and I totally forgot. I was going to see if he wanted to shoot some hoops.” He shrugged and sipped on his orange juice. “I just got a lot of energy and wanna blow off some steam really. What are you working on in the garage thats gotten you all worked up.” Tyson swallowed thickly, unaware that his bulge was hardening and becoming far too prominent in his skimpy shorts. The jock stood up a little taller, trying to make his own muscles flex subtly, though they certainly could not match up to Paul. “Seems to be pretty hot out in the garage? Maybe you should go for a swim or something.”