Superboy Instant Slash Story!By Jeanster with help from the creator of the Instant Slash Game.Rated NC-17, humor Author's Note: There is a fun Instant Slash game you can play over at the Britslash site. It prompts you to enter several names and words, then it generates an Instant Slash for you. Try it and see for yourself. The URL is http://www.britslash.co.uk/ Read the warning to make sure you are eligible to enter that site. When you get to the Contents of the Britslash site, scroll down that page and near the bottom is where you can play the Instant Slash game. I plugged in a few names and words, then edited and fine-tuned the story to create this Superboy Instant Slash Story. Disclaimer: I do not own Superboy or any DC Characters. This is a slash ficlet based on Superboy of the Silver Age of Comics. The darkness was all around as Clark Kent walked through Smallville down towards his home on the farm. He had been shocked earlier when Lana Lang had told him she often dreamed about the mayor getting it on with the police chief, but each to their own. Lana didn't know about Clark's fantasies involving Pete Ross. Clark could never discuss his feelings with Lana or anyone. He still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Pete. The night air was fresh and Clark sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the pencil box he was carrying with him. Would Pete's cock feel like that to his butt? What Clark did not know was that the decorative stone embedded on the pencil box was a chunk of Pink Kryptonite, thus making him desire boys. What would Pete think of him if he knew how Clark's cock grew hard as he thought of eating whipped cream off Pete's beautiful cock? Clark rubbed the pencil box against his groin whispering Pete's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his home, but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Pete's name into the night. Meanwhile, Pete had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. The streets of Smallville was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Clark calling his name? He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He ran towards the sound of his best friend's voice. Pete stumbled through the darkness towards Clark. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his best friend being attacked by some powerful enemy? Was he about to be raped by a Kryptonite-carrying foe? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his cock. "Clark, Clark!" screamed Pete. "It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you!" Clark leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the pencil box and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare butt pointing in the air. "Pete!" Clark gasped embarrassedly. "What are you doing here? Some of the guys at school said you were at Lover's Lane making out with Lana Lang." "No, I was alone in my bedroom with nothing but my thoughts for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your butt is, and how I would like to stroke my cock against it, and have you suck my cock." "Oh, Pete, I thought you loved Lana." "What! That dog! I'd rather kiss a goat than her. Ooh, the very thought makes my stomach turn!" "Oh, Pete!" "Oh, Clark, my stud muffin!" Cue soft music, sounds of sucking and kissing, soft focus and fade......... Home
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