(Fan-fic) Invincible: The Sands, The Wingmen

Hey guys! New Story and it's a fan fiction of Invincible! I wrote this earlier in the week after watching the newest episode and decided to post it before the next episode drops very soon; I couldn't wait and I wanted to get this out there in celebration and more. I hope you guys enjoy :)

SPOILER ALERT FOR EPISODE 1, SEASON 2 OF INVINCIBLE 

“I’m telling you, Mark. The Beach is the best place to be when you’re trying to forget about things and just have a good time!”

Mark Grayson smiled as he laid back on his thick, wet towel laid gracefully on the beautiful beach. The long, beautiful horizon ahead of him as the sun was pressing down on him and all from above. Beaming down, warming and bringing sweat upon his taut, white skin and sharp, handsome face. His strong human body, built like a healthy young man from up to and below his short and thin bathing shorts. And of course, between as well, which lay appetizingly soaked and tight against his healthy and viral curves. Mark Grayson laid back with his eyes closed, and lathered.

“No matter if you’re Gay or Straight, there’s something to love everywhere. Especially this time of year… a warm, clear weekend and everyone wants to have a good time. Sigh…” William Clockwell mused as he looked around, sitting up on his towel and smiling at all the hot boys around. He turned to his friend Mark, and looked over Mark’s body, eyeing the slab of tender meat under the blistering warmth of the beach. William's eyes hung over Mark for longer than he realized, daydreaming before he shook his head and laid back against his own towel.

 

“Ahhhh…” William let out, satisfied as he pressed his hands down by his lap. He pondered for a minute before continuing.

 

Mr. Wild's English Class

New story! I'm pretty happy with this, and hope you guys enjoy it! 



“So...  class. Romeo and Juliet are a lot like... Kim Kardashian and Kayne West… in that… they are both lovers… and have... defined a generation." 

English class with Mr. Wild is always... interesting. He's a young teacher, pretty good looking, commonly with a strong full smile. Handsome face with comforting blue eyes, black hair and he always dresses very well. Often, with a suit and tie, which is more than what most teachers at Saint Bernard High School wear. But that isn't what makes Mr. Wild interesting. Not at all. 

"Romeo and Juliet are young lovers! And what's more sweet than young love?" 

Mr. Wild continued as most of the class boredly stared. Mr. Wild saw that the class wasn't paying too much attention, not even Cody, his star student.  

Mr. Wild raised his voice, and broke the mostly chill vibe of the room in an abrupt display of misguided engagement, "CODY, can you tell me!?" Mr. Wild exclaimed, pointing at now wide awake Cody, who sat in his seat, no more than 3 feet from Mr. Wild. 

Cody jumped at the sudden sound, and struggled to find the response Mr. Wild wanted.

"Uhh...uhh-"

"NOTHING! That's right Cody, NOTHING is more sweet than young love. And that's why Romeo and Juliet is still being talked about today... just like Kim and Kayne will be talked about years from now... hundreds of years!"

Big Balls Benny

First new story involving the boys from Saint Bernard High School! Hope you all enjoy!


Cody and Paul were talking outside of Saint Bernard High School. Classes ended, and most kids have left, or are in the process of leaving.

“I don’t care what you say Cody, Radiohead is the best band of our generation.”

“Paul, how can you say that when you know about Nirvana?” Cody responded.

“They were good, but they pale in comparison to Radiohead. I mean, yeah, Nevermind was a great album. Better than great. But they were around for a few years. Radiohead is still making amazing albums.”

“Quality over quantity, my friend.”

“And you’re saying Radiohead isn’t quality?! They have at least 5, unarguable amazing albums. From beginning to end!!” Paul replied, almost insulted.

“It’s very arguable actually.”

“Man, you just need to give them another listen.”

“I have, I have. Trust me Paul, I have. I just think they’re a bit overrated is all.” Cody said trying to reason with Paul.

An audible sigh left Paul’s mouth. He wished Cody had better sense.

“I can’t believe I choose to be seen with you…”

A laugh left Cody’s mouth.

“I know you love Radiohead. But different strokes for different folks Paul.” Cody spoke sweetly as he wrapped his arm around his friend.

Paul lit up, and moved his head to rest on Cody’s shoulder.

“How adorable.” Was heard from a short distance. Both Cody and Paul looked over and to see where the noise came from.