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The blond boy found himself in trouble once again as he was cornered by the men, he had just been trying to help, so he didn’t understand why the men were so mad at him. They said he was different and they didn’t like that about him. But then all of the sudden, a handsome a rugged man with eyes as green as grass eyes and freckles like scattered sand appeared. The tall stranger in a cloak with hair the color of darker sand clay scooped him up and whisked him away to safety
Yeah that was good. Vash anxiously tapped the top of his pen against his lower lip, considering his next words.
The handsome tall man introduced himself as Chad. He told the boy that he was an engineer and he was on his way to help repair a ship. He just happened to be passing by and saw that there was trouble afoot. He asked Vash Ash if he needed any more help.
“No sir, I don’t need any more help, but how can I ever repay you?” Ash asked, he was eager to repay the man.
“Well there is one way you can repay me” Brad Chad responded. He looked slyly at the young blond boy. “You could pay me with your body”
No, no, no — that was all wrong. That was way too fast. And would Chad be the one to suggest it? It seemed out of character. Maybe he had to re-think the scenario.
Ash accepted the man’s offer of help. “Thank you, sir. If it's not too much trouble, I would sure appreciate a ride into town.”
“Of course” Chad said handsomely confidently, helping the boy up onto his Tomas.
The young man blushed as he straddled the Tomas, his savior pressed up against his back . The man’s big strong arms encircled him strongly as he reached around him to hold the Tomas’s reigns. The boy held onto the Tomas’s saddle so he wouldn’t fall off. As they rode, the boy noticed a strange bulge in the man’s pants. It rubbed up and pressed up between his cheeks as they rode. The boy blushed, realizing that the hardness pressing into him was his manhood. The man must have found the boy to be attractive, but that was good because the boy also found the man attractive.
As the sun-set the man apologized, explaining that they would have to camp out for the night because there was still along way to go back to town. The boy agreed it was too late to continue traveling. Unfortunately, since the man was traveling alone, he only had one sleeping bag so they would have to share. The boy was secretly excited about the idea of sharing a sleeping bag with the man. After lighting the fire and making dinner they decided it was time to go to bed. They both climbed into the sleeping bag, their bodies pressed up against each other. Ash realized he was growing wet between his thighs. If it was light out, he was sure that it would have been visible.
Vash shuddered, the same was true of him right now. He slipped his legging off, they would need to dry out before he put them back on.
He panted against the man, unable to conceal his arousal any longer. The man must have noticed, because he pressed his member into Vash Ash’s crotch. Before the boy could say anything, the man confessed his feelings.
“Ash, I know we’ve only been traveling together for a couple of hours, but in that time I have grown quite fond of you. In fact— I think I love you, Ash”
The boy’s heart swelled and he responded excitedly. “I think I love you too, Brad Chad.”
Chad was happy to hear that and responded “Ash, would you do me the honor of letting me make a man out of you?”
Ash blushed, his flower throbbing between his legs. “Chad, take me now! I’m yours!”
With that, the man took his coveralls off, the leaves of his dick unfurling to show his erect pistil hidden within. “This is what you do to me, Ash. You make me crazy.” Brad’s pistil grew three four times its size while Vash held it in his hands kissing it.
Vash’s own pussy petals unfurled to reveal his dripping wet slit. Their bodies rubbed against each other, Brad’s stamen’s interlocking with his own petals to deposit his pollen deep inside his womb. Brad thrust his manhood into Vash’s dripping hole for hours until he finally shot his pistil into Vash plugging his seed inside his fertile womb.
They fell asleep in each other’s arms knowing how lucky they were to have found true love. Vash knew that Brad’s dick had detached deep inside of him and that it would soon turn into a baby—
“Hellooooo— Earth to Vash” Brad said pulling the journal from his hands. “I said are you coming to dinner?” Brad playfully smacked a stunned Vash on the head with his journal. “Get your pants on weirdo, its time to eat.”
“B-B-B-B…Brad!!” Vash gaped like a fish, his face turning bright red.
“Uh-yeah that’s my name, don’t wear it out” Brad huffed, opening the journal “What has you so hyper focused, anyway?” Vash’s horror grew as Brad’s eyes skimmed the page — his soul leaving his body as he read. Vash finally got himself to move lunging for the journal in Brad’s hands, throwing him off balance.
They landed in a heap on the floor with Vash straddling Brad’s thigh in only his underwear. His own leg pressed up against Brad’s crotch. He realized he was leaning forward at just the right angle for Brad to see down his shirt. Brad and Vash stared at each other in mutual horror, their faces bright red. Vash felt something hard pressing into his thigh, but before he could look down to see what it was Brad had shoved him off and scrambled to his feet with his back turned to Vash.
Brad cleared his throat “Listen kid, I— uh..hmm.. I didn’t realize— er well…I just I uh— think there might be some gaps in your education” He stammered, speaking directly to the wall. “I mean…I used to be your age, believe it or not and uh well… I’ll just be sure to knock from now on.”
Having finally gotten himself under control, he turned back to Vash. “We’re never going to speak of this again, you hear.”
With that he gave the journal back and hightailed it out of the room, leaving Vash sitting in a mortified silence with only his hormones to keep him company.