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Superboy bit his lower lip. He reached forward and undid the strip of cloth that closed Lois Lane's robe. The dickgirl reporter did nothing as the transgender superhero unveiled the prick that would knock her up. He licked his lips.

"I, um. I'd like to suck it a bit."

His voice was firm...masculine...but his cheeks were burning red. Lois lowered her shoulders and let the robe slip to the floor.

"Of course, Connor," she said. "I'm sure you're a good little cocksucker."

The blush deepened...but Lois smiled as she saw the shot hit home. She hadn't said it to be mean. As Superboy lowered himself to his knees, Lois imagined what it must be like for the poor young transmen. On a superteam, surrounded by young men in the best shape of their lives...no doubt fantasizing about them in the showers, or walking in on him while Connor was in his bunk, fingering his asshole or slit. Maybe sucking on a dildo. Imagining it belonged to one of his friends. What a hard existence it must be,

Superboy lowered himself to his knees. Gentle as a botanist encountering some strange orchid, his fingers lifted the cock. Holding it by the base, he peeled back the foreskin, exposing the purple head, its single slit starting at him like a one-eyed serpent.

"It's so...veiny," he said. "And this smell..."

Lois ran her hands through his short hair as his tongue tentatively reached out past his lips. It ran under the glans, and up and over the urethra. Again, a little harder this time. Then all the way around the head. Three times, each circuit gaining confidence, the reporter's shaft slowly swelling. He actually closed his eyes as his lips closed over the back of the glans. Tongue swirled around the cockhead.

The reporter knew where he was at. She had been there herself, with some of her boyfriends. That taste filling your mouth. The animal meat flavor, with traces of urine or soap or sour body odor. She was clean, but even so she could feel his tongue arch and rub against her urethra again and again, more and more of that slimy, salty pre-cum hitting his taste receptors, filling his head with the scent of her cock.

His fingers began to rub up and down from the base. Two up top, and the thumb below. Not trying to deep throat it, no...he just wanted to taste it. To get her hard. Because they both knew where that dick was going and why.