Heroic Lust Series Part 3 (MM)

“FUCK,” the villain screamed rather immaturely. Metal bars from the curling has crashed down onto his lithe figure, trapping him in place. Before he could move, even more beams continued to rain upon him, trapping his limbs and head into place. He stood there awkwardly, attempting to wrestle his way out of the metal.

By then, the complex had finished throwing its destructive tantrum.

Everything fell silent, except for the villain’s grunts of effort. The walls stopped collapsing- they were far too damaged to take anymore. The ceiling-or what was left of it- ceased spitting down torrents of metal debris. The hero held a hand over his mouth, realizing that the entire underground building was destroyed-

Including the NS.

“Wow, you almost made it,” the hero laughed, amused by how he villain had just *barely* managed to fail. The older man was still trapped, and threw the boy a hateful stare. A smile spread through the hero’s sea of freckles as he realized the man was now entirely at his mercy.

“Ooh, this would be a bad time to suddenly show an evil side of me, wouldn’t it?” the hero giggled, stepping closer to the man trapped in the bars. “Think about it. I could tickle you, call you the worst names imaginable, pull your hair out one by one, maybe even-“

“Would you shut up already?” the villain snapped, seeing if he could at least wiggle his left arm free. “I swear, they should have an age limit for you self-righteous lunatics. Thirty years old and over!”

“Nope,” the hero denied. “The law says eighteen and up, and here I am. I even know how to do taxes now- er, I *think*.

While the villain struggled, the hero noticed something odd in the older man’s pants. A protrusion just beneath the skin tight fabric of the stealth suit. Could it be a weapon? A baton, perhaps? Some kind of knife?

The hero cocked a brow. “Damn, you’re just chock full of fighting gear, aren’t you? At least it’s not the NS.”

The villain paused his struggling to glance at the teenager. What are you talking about?”

The hero pointed to the area just to the side of his crotch. “That. I guess you’re not shooting anyone with it now.”

The villain looked down, his face instantly melting into every shade of red imaginable. He tried crossing his legs over one another, but failed- the beams that had fallen last kept his limbs splayed out against his will.

“You have nothing better to do so just *leave*!” the villain said quickly, his tongue nearly tripping over his words. “Go! It’s not like you care about my situation, so get out!”

The hero ignored him, transfixed by the large bulge swathed in the black fabric. He become a little jealous that the villain had a pocket in his suit for that- why couldn’t *he* get an extra pocket there? It would be especially useful to carry some pepper spray, or some other weapon he could easily whip out with low effort.

But what weapon could the villain possibly be hiding in there?

(I hate choppy chapters too, but it’s Reddit not me :P)

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9t6cxs/heroic_lust_series_part_3_mm

1 comment

  1. Yeah what? Right when it’s good you stop posting? For some reason it makes me think of Venture brothers… haha; but I’m not really imagining any of the characters; it’s just funny dialogue. I love it and adds to how strangely hot it is if they still have Banter in the sexy bits. :p

    If you are stuck on the “action” part that NEEDS TO COME NEXT; my advice is to keep it innocent: even after the dick is whipped out and all the way to through to the finish the hero should be innocently ignorant of what sex is at all… I mean, I would like that. It would just be funny and also really hot if the hero does not seem like he knows what’s happening, just that it feels good and he likes the “gun” that I hope he finds.

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