The Teen Jocks Ch. 02

"So..." Tommy asks while staring at the black pole "Do I just sit on that thing?"

"Yes, Witch Boy." Mr. Wizard replied back with a smile on his face. "The tip of the anal safety pole has a small opening where a warming gel can be squeezed out, in order to allow occupants to easily slide the pole up themselves without pain."

"Wow..." Tommy says in an even more curious tone.

While Tommy steps closer to the bike, Scott puts his hand on Wizard's shoulder and pulls him back a little bit to talk to him without Tommy listening in. "Whatever games you are playing here, Wizard, I won't fall for them." Scott says in a hushed suspicious whisper.

Wizard fakes innocence, "Mr. Grey. I'm not doing or planning anything that will cause you or anyone else harm. I'm simply trying to help. There is a button on the control pad that will allow you to lower the safety rod back into the seat. Here, I'll show you."

"Adrian, sir?" ADAM's cold voice interrupts Wizard's explanation and asks for him.

"Yes, ADAM?" Wizard asks back to the unseen voice.

"A robbery is being committed at Ralph's by a group of four armed thugs."

"Well boys, it looks like your first mission as partners is here" Wizard tells the two.

Before Scott can get on the bike, Wizard stops him and hands him his staff, now backtracked into a small looking but plug. "Scott because I couldn't build pockets into the uniforms, you will have to store your staff in another place." Wizard looks down at Scott's ass and back up again.

Scott follows his eyes down, sighs, and quickly rips down his speedo. He inserts the small plug into his pink hole harshly.

Scott grunts and hops on the bike, looking around the front of the bike for the keys as Tommy gets in the sidecar. "Just tap the 'GO' button, Mr. Grey." Wizard tells Scott with a slight amused tone.

Scott grunts back a thank you and pushes the green button. The bike roars to life and he revs the engine. Tommy gingerly slides his big butt onto the rod slowly, getting his virgin asshole down inch by inch on the by dildo like thing, the rod sputtering out tons of lube to make the insertion easier for the twink boy, who moans all the way to the base. When Witch Boy is safely seated on all 10 inches of the safety rod, Scott takes off, making Tommy impale himself even more on the long rod. Tommy lets out a loud groan which is drowned out by the roar of the bike.

Scott pulls out of the underground garage and speeds off towards trouble as Tommy's ass ring tightly clenched the safety rod.

Ralph's - The Robbery

Smash!

The sound of glass breaking is piercing in the starry night skies of Metro City. It looks like somebody is trying to break into Ralph's, a high-end restaurant located at the corner of New York Avenue and Tennessee Avenue.

Four masked men armed with handguns crowd around the back door of the restaurant. Two are carrying black duffels bags and trying to unlock the door, but grow impatient so they smash in the little window above the doorknob. Not knowing that they just set off the silent alarm and that Ralph's is owned by Adrian Wizard, a technological god. They also don't know that he has sent two barely costumed superheroes to stop them.

But it's a good thing they don't know because it will be fun watching the two jock heroes serve out justice on these criminals. Actually, here they come right now...

Screeeeccchhh!!

The Night-Cycle drifts to a halt behind the four armed men. It's empty. The men are confused and look around until it's too late to notice Nightshadow drop kick one of them unconscious. Witch Boy floats down after being ejected from the sidecar, his gaping hole winking in the cool night air.

As Witch Boy floats before them he waves his staff, making a wall of ice cover the door, encasing it completely. The three conscious men grow angry at the flying twink and throw insults at him and his partner.

"Oh my god, boys. Will you look at this twink? I can almost see his tiny little cocklet in that thong." One of the robbers mocks.

"Yeah. It's so small and inferior it makes his boyfriend's cock look giant." Witch Boy's face turned red with anger and Nightshadow saw his hands began to glow.

"Oh it looks like the little twink is angry. Oh what is he gonna do?" Another jokes.

Before Nightshadow could stop him, Witch Boy's eyes lit up with fury and trash cans all around them in the alley started to levitate, as Witch Boy threw them all against the thugs with extreme force. All Nightshadow could do is tackle the three out of the way as Witch Boy goes haywire. Nightshadow runs at Witch Boy and yells for him to stop.

"I can't!" Witch Boy yells as he uses his magic to control large metal trash cans and any other objects lingering on the street just to throw them all at the thugs. One of the biggest trash cans fall down on top off the Night-Cycle, destroying the sidecar.

Nightshadow takes a small, rounded device out of his utility bracelet and throws it at Witch Boy. The device is a condensed version of a flash bang and the combination of light and a sharp piercing sound, disorients Witch Boy enough for him to collapse to the ground. Nightshadow walks quickly over and picks the exhausted teen up in his arms. The robbers escaped but Nightshadow plans on taking care of them later.

The duo rides back to base on the damaged motorcycle, Witch Boy with his arms secured tightly around Nightshadow's muscular bare torso. Nightshadow hits a bump in the road, startling Witch Boy, who slides his hands further up Nightshadow's torso. Witch Boy's hands graze Nightshadow's nipples making the older jock jerk a little.

The ride back to the tower is short but silent and neither of them talk to each other. Instead, they let the silence talk for them.

End of Chapter Two