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Wednesday, November 2, 2022

[SS-1147] Training Marks


[TRAINING MARKS]

The chosen one is getting old. This is why he is training his son to take the responsibility of defending the village singlehandedly from intruders.

The village has secret herbs that outsiders are looking to steal. The herbs give extraordinary power and beauty. There is one lineage bestowed with the ability and the charm to defend the crops.

The chosen one would need to have thick skin. Therefore, during training, the son had to be almost naked.

The son was trained with martial and mystic arts, and also ways to harness the power of the herbs.

His son had returned from a jog in the thorny forest. He had marks where the thorny branches had wounded him.


"How do you feel?" the father asked.

"It's painful," the son admitted.

"It's necessary," the father replied, "your skin has to feel no pain so no scratch of the enemy can weaken you."

Then he rubbed herb cream on his son's body. The marks quickly faded.

"But even if our skin is strong, it has to be beautiful," said the father.

"Will I ever be ready," the young man asked with understandable anxiety.

The father placed his finger on his lips, "shhh... Enemies are coming." The father took off his clothes and left his black briefs like his son.

Three men wearing army clothes came and attacked them.

The two of them started throwing energy balls at the intruders. Then when the three got close, the father and son duo started kicking and punching them, until they were unconscious.

The father smirked, "you know what to do."

"Fill our belly with their seed to enhance our powers," the son excitedly answered.

The two of them got one man each. They pulled the intruders' pants and started sucking their cocks until they came. The father and son swallowed the semen. They felt extra powerful.

The father pointed the third man, "you take him son."

"Thanks dad," the son said as he eagerly suckled on the dick of the last one.

But when the intruder came, the son did not swallow. Instead his kissed his father and swapped the liquid into each other's mouths.





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