* 1 *
The Thinker sat, deep in concentration, in the study of the house he had appropriated as his base of operations during this campaign. His men would've secured the vast majority of the three surrounding states by now. Things were proceeding according to his plan.
And the Flash would be on his way here, operating on information one of his gang would let slip in a confrontation with the hero. In fact, his outer perimeter guards were surely unconscious by now. In another 30 seconds, if his calculations were correct, and they were always correct, the Flash would arrive in this very room.
The man known only as the Thinker marshaled his mental strength. He knew his body and mind would be at their strongest in precisely 21.3 more seconds. He had to strike at exactly that moment!
Jay Garrick arrived outside the patio doors leading into the study. They were open. And he could see the Thinker inside, facing the other direction, with his head bowed. Probably contemplating more nefarious deeds. Well, he'd put a stop to that. One burst of speed would end the threat of the Thinker once and for all.
The Flash zoomed through the open patio doors and suddenly froze. Jay couldn't figure out what was going on. He was stuck in place; couldn't move a muscle. What the hell was happening?!
The Thinker slowly spun around in his chair till he was facing his foe. "Ah, punctual as usual, my dear friend."
"Glax narg phloogle!" the Flash replied.
"No, no, don't try to talk, my sweet. All of your voluntary muscles are now under my control.
"Mmmmrph." The Flash tried again to speak, to move, anything.
The Thinker got up and moved around his desk till he stood face to face with the Flash.
"Yes, I know. It must be such a horrible feeling to go from being the fastest man on the planet to one who cannot move at all, my little caged bird. Well, let me see if I can't make you feel a little better."
The Thinker reached out a perfectly manicured hand and began to massage the front of the Flash's pants. Jay couldn't believe it. What was the Thinker trying to do to him?!
"My, my. You're getting hard already. And since I'm not controlling your involuntary reactions, you must really like what I'm doing." The Thinker reached out with his other hand and began to pull the Flash's trousers down over his hips.
Jay still couldn't believe what was happening. But his body was betraying the fact that what the Thinker's hand was doing felt great.
The Thinker pushed the Flash's blue pants down to around his ankles, revealing his erect cock. "I just knew you wouldn't be the type to wear underwear. Now let's see if we can't get rid of your little Mercury hat, shall we." He lifted the metal helmet from Jay's head and flung it into the far corner of the room.
"You have such beautiful eyes, Jay Garrick."
A completely involuntary look of surprise flashed across Jay's face.
"No, no, my friend. We haven't met in your civilian life. Actually, the Brain Wave scanned all of your minds weeks ago to learn your secret identities. What a concept. You all must've thought you were so clever, dressing in these silly costumes." With that, the man dropped to his knees before the Flash.
Jay wasn't sure what was coming next, but he thought the guy might... he did! He took Jay's penis in his mouth! It felt great! So warm and soft. Jay always thought it would feel like this, but his girlfriend would never do it for him. A few involuntary groans escaped his lips.
"Ah yes, my love. I know. It feels soooo good, doesn't it? Of course, you can't answer that. Well let me tell you, you taste incredible!"
The Thinker returned to sucking on his dick. Licking around the head and up and down the shaft. Slurping up some precum at the tip. Grabbing his ass as he plunged all the way down and then up again.
"Mmmm. Delicious. But I'll save some for later. We've still got several hours left to kill before I have to meet up with my compatriots."
The Thinker stood up and began to unbutton his own green pants. At the same time, Jay felt himself slowly sinking to his knees.
"Now don't try and fight me, Jay. My control of your mouth and throat is absolute. It will give you amazing ability for your first time." As he said this, he finished unbuttoning his trousers. His erection sprang out into the open. It had to be over eight inches! The only one Jay had ever seen that was bigger was Alan's in the JSA shower room.
He felt his neck bending, bringing him closer, closer ... His mouth opened. He couldn't believe he was gonna do this.
The shaft slid easily past his lips. His tongue began to move around and around the head. The taste was strange, but not bad. Not bad at all. It would be really OK if it were with someone he liked ... like Alan! And if he'd do it to me too. That had been incredible.
The Thinker's cock was now jammed entirely down his throat. His nose was buried in the man's pubic hair. It smelled sweaty, but hot!
The Thinker began to groan. Jay knew what was coming next. He'd done it often enough himself, alone and with his girlfriend. He wondered what it would taste like. He guessed he'd find out soon enough.
* 2 *
Hawkman was winging his way as fast as he could to Midwest Mountain Maximum Security, or MMMS as everyone called it, the largest penitentiary in the country. Supposedly, one of the 'Injustice Gang' they'd all been hearing reports of, was going to release the prisoners, adding to the swelling ranks of criminals that were supporting them.
There was the prison now. And it appeared to be in total chaos! There were small fires everywhere. He banked in over a side wall, only to have a prisoner in a guard tower fire at him.
Carter soon realized that only one section of the prison remained in the authorities' hands, the wing which housed the warden's office. He glided to a landing in the forecourt.
"Hawkman! Hawkman! Thank God you've arrived!" A young prison official ran up to him, out of breath. He recognized the man from the photos he'd looked at before he left headquarters. It was Peter McNee, the Deputy Warden.
"Peter, where is Warden Twilliger?"
"He's ... he's been captured by the prisoners. But they won't hurt him. They're trying to use him as a bargaining tool. Hawkman, please, I think if my men just had you to rally around, they could push the convicts back to their holding cells. Come with me to the warden's office. We've been using it as central command during the crisis."
Carter Hall followed the young man back to the warden's office. The deputy seemed to have regained his composure.
"Now, here's my plan for returning control of the other wings to us. First, we ... Hawkman, look out!"
Carter spun around, looking for the threat the young man had seen. Yet he saw nothing. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in the base of his skull and blackness enveloped him.
Consciousness returned slowly; he shook his head several times to try and clear it.
"Aha, our Hawk awakens. And how are we feeling my fine feathered friend?"
The throbbing pain in the back of his head began to lessen. He realized with a start that he was stripped completely naked, his body bent over the edge of the warden's desk and manacled in place.
Carter could now see that the guards he had seen when he arrived were prisoners in guards' uniforms. And the deputy warden seemed to be in charge.
"Who the hell are you?"
"I'm surprised you don't recognize me, old friend. Of course, I only 'borrowed' this body a few hours ago."
"Vandal Savage!"
"Indeed. And what a fine body it is. I'm sure glad I traded in that old 'troll' body for this one. Of course, it will only be a little the worse for wear when I move on to the next. You know, Hawkman, it took you forever to get here, but I did amuse myself. The warden and young Peter here always had a close 'father and son' type relationship, so I only thought it fitting that I use Peter's fat cock to fuck the hell out of his wardenship."
"You sick bastard!"
"Why, thank you. I think the warden grew to enjoy it after a while. And I guarantee you will too. Now, normally I'd do this without a lubricant, to increase your, shall we say, sensations. But since I plan to be at this for a while, that might be more painful for me than for you, so ..."
Carter Hall felt two greasy slick fingers shoved up his ass. He gritted his teeth. The last thing he'd do for this villain was cry out in pain. The fingers continued to move around inside him, coating his insides fully. He'd never felt anything like it in his life. It felt .. strange. Not as bad now as when it'd started. The fingers finally withdrew. But he knew what would be next. He heard the deputy warden's pants unzipping and tried to prepare himself.
But nothing could prepare him for the pain that shot through him. The large cockhead began to force itself into his virgin hole. He couldn't help himself. He cried out, a wrenching sob.
"There, there. This is the worst part. Soon you'll be crying out with pleasure!"
The head of the deputy's cock finally pierced the tight ring of muscle. Slowly, he began to slide the rest of his shaft into the hot, moist orifice. Peter McNee was exceptionally well hung. Perhaps he'd keep this body for a while longer after all.
Carter was drenched in sweat. All the muscles on his body stood out. His head was thrown back in pain. Would it never end?!
Finally, Peter's cock filled him completely. He felt the scratchy brush of the young man's pubic hair against his ass. Vandal leaned over, rested his body on top of Hawkman's. Carter felt the hairy chest against his back. Vandal whispered in his ear, "You're not the tightest I've ever had, but you're close." Then he began to move. He pulled his cock a little of the way out, then pushed it back in. Out and in. Very slowly at first.
Carter was surprised. It didn't hurt like he'd thought it would. The worst really had been the head entering him. And now it seemed to be touching something deep inside him. Something ...
Vandal began to speed up. This was really a dream come true for him. Fucking one of these already legendary new heroes. It was as good as when he'd fucked Alexander the Great, or Marc Anthony just after he'd pulled his cock from Caesar's sopping hole. And the young stallion beneath him was much tighter than those two had been. The Savage increased his tempo. He was moving like a freight train now!
Carter was stunned. What was going on inside his ass was making his dick hard! It pressed, rubbed against the desk as he was being fucked.
Vandal was approaching his orgasm. He shifted his dick side to side as well as in and out. He wanted to make this hero cum! He wanted both of them to shoot together.
Carter felt it. He knew he was about to cum. He still couldn't believe his body was betraying him like this!
Vandal shot. Bolt after bolt of hot cum into the incredibly tight hole. And that triggered Carter's own ejaculation! All over the oak desk.
"Well .. Carter .. I'm glad to see you enjoyed yourself too."
The convicts standing around them laughed. Carter hung his head in shame.
Vandal pulled out of Hawkman with a loud pop. More laughter. Carter felt cum start to ooze out of his ass and run down his leg. At least it was over.
Then, from the corner of his eye, he saw the convicts were beginning to strip off their prison guard uniforms.
"Oh, I'm sorry lover. I forgot to mention that I promised my new friends here a reward for their help. And you wouldn't want me to break my word, would you?"
Carter closed his eyes as the first prisoner got into position behind him.
* 3 *
Johnny Thunder was really starting to get concerned. The Flash and Hawkman hadn't checked in for hours. And the other guys were still out in different parts of the country, leaving him to hold the fort down all alone at headquarters. Too bad Wonder Woman had to return to Paradise Island. Something about a war of the gods or something. He tried again to signal Jay and Carter on their belt radios but still got no response.
"I wouldn't waste my time if I were you." Johnny looked up. It was some bozo dressed like a cheap stage magician.
"Look, buddy, I don't know who you are, but you're gonna get in a whole lotta trouble being here."
"Not as much trouble as you're in, my young blond friend. You're about to be totally fucked!"
"Say, you'd better watch your language, mister!" Those were the words the Wizard had been waiting to hear! Johnny's 'say you' sounded just like the ancient 'cei-u' used to summon the boy's mystical Thunderbolt. As the djinn appeared, the Wizard cast his spell, summoning a Bottle of Containment and trapping the 'genie' inside.
The Wizard spoke the ancient rhyme, "Now I have you, trapped not free; till three wishes you've granted me."
From inside the bottle, an angry voice forced out the ancient reply, "Three wishes; not two, nor four; three wishes; no less, no more."
The Wizard smiled in triumph.
"Hey, what the heck'd you do to my T-Bolt?!"
"Oh, he's temporarily out of the picture. But don't worry Johnny, I have a little something prepared for you too." The Wizard pointed at Johnny and a bright darkness flew from his fingertips, enveloping the boy. "That, John, was brilliant lust and shadow debauchery. You have now been freed from your inhibitions, my young friend."
Johnny wasn't really listening to what the man was saying. He was seeing, feeling the world in a whole new way. He felt so .. hot. And horny! His cock was harder than it had ever been. The Wizard saw the look on the boy's face and knew he'd succeeded. He set the precious bottle carefully on the floor and began to undo his pants.
Johnny's attention was drawn back to the handsome, dark haired man in the top hat. He'd taken out his cock and was playing with it! Johnny thought, hey, if he can do it, so can I! So he did! He unbuttoned his green suit pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. It felt so good to touch it, to fondle it.
The man spoke in a hypnotic whisper, "Come to me." Johnny found himself unable to resist. Not that he wanted to. As he walked toward the man, he felt like he was moving in slow motion. Finally, he stood face to face and cock to cock with the stranger.
The man reached out his hand and placed it on the back of Johnny's neck and pushed their heads together. This guy was gonna kiss him! And he'd never even kissed a girl before. Their lips met. It was wild! The man's mustache kinda tickled.
Then he felt the guy's tongue pressing against his lips, trying to force its way into his mouth. He decided he was gonna go with the flow. He let it enter. The man's tongue met and played with his own. Fan-fuckin-tastic!
Johnny felt the stranger's hands unbuttoning his jacket, opening his shirt. Then they were massaging his nipples. Squeezing his tits! This was blowing his mind. He never thought his tits could feel this good!
Then the man's right hand dropped lower. It began running through his pubic hair. That felt great. Then grabbed his dick! He'd never had anyone else's hand on his dick before. It felt so strange, but incredibly nice.
Then with his other hand, the stranger took Johnny's hand and placed it on his dick. Holding a dick, and it wasn't even his own. Shit! It was incredible! Johnny really got into it. Stroking the guy's dick the way he always did his own, late at night in bed under the covers.
"Enough!", the Wizard pulled back momentarily.
"What's wrong?"
"This must not end so soon! On your knees. Now!"
Johnny didn't know what was going on, but he'd sure liked everything that the guy and he had done so far. So he dropped to his knees. The man's hard dick was at eye level to him. The Wizard put his hand on the back of Johnny's head and pushed lightly, as he had when he'd brought their mouths together to kiss.
"Johnny Thunder. You will suck my dick!"
Wow! Johnny couldn't believe the guy wanted to stick his penis in his mouth. But, the more he thought about it, watching that long, sinuous serpentine dick, just inches from his face, the more he was groovin' on the idea.
He leaned forward. The odor coming from the man's crotch was intoxicating, like some strange exotic spice. He let the fat cockhead rest on his tongue. Hey, it didn't taste gross or nothin'. He ran his tongue around the knob a couple of times. Mmmmmm.
The Wizard slowly began pushing his enormous length into the boy's mouth and down his throat. Johnny's eyes bulged as he tried to take it all. Then the wizard began to pull out, before Johnny could begin to gag. He was very skilled at 'breaking in' new boys, as he'd been doing it for a very long time.
Johnny couldn't believe the feelings coursing through him. He loved doing this! It was the best he'd felt in all his eighteen years!
As the Wizard began pounding his cock in and out, faster and faster, he reached down and pulled the boy's open jacket and shirt off. Pushed his open pants roughly down over his slim hips. What a beautiful boy he was!
One of the Wizard's hands continued to run through Johnny's silken blond hair, while the other started at his shoulder and rubbed slowly down the boy's back till it got to that hot ass! He began rubbing and squeezing it, which seemed to excite Johnny further.
He dropped both hands to the sweet young butt, pulled the cheeks apart. He could see Johnny's pucker winking at him. He lowered a finger into the crack. Began to massage the tight hole. Johnny let out a groan around the giant salami stuffed into his mouth. Yes, the boy was almost ready. Just one more preparation. This was going to be so sweet.
"Turn over and kneel on the floor." Johnny wanted to keep that big cock in his mouth, but this guy hadn't steered him wrong yet, so he did what the man said.
"You mean like this?", Johnny queried, kneeling, his bubble butt sticking up in the air.
"That will do." The Wizard squatted behind the boy and spread the lovely asscheeks apart again. The crack was covered with fine blond hairs. The Wizard lowered his face into the hot crevice and began to lick, wetting the soft blond hairs and circling in on his target. Contact. He speared the resistant hole open with his tongue, entering the tasty orifice.
Johnny couldn't believe it! The guy was licking his ass! He didn't know his butt could feel so good. It was like the Fourth of July in there!
The Wizard had to force himself to remove his tongue. The youth's ass tasted so good! He rose up, the boy's asshole drenched in his saliva. His cock had been ready to pick this cherry for quite a while now.
He lined it up with the small hole. "Prepare yourself, young one. There will be some pain, but my spell will lessen it considerably. And it will pass quickly."
Hey, what did the guy think he was, some little kid?! He could stand a little pain .. Owwwww! Fuck!
The Wizard's plum shaped cockhead pushed forward into the virgin butt. Johnny thought he was gonna pass out! This was 'lessened pain'? But, wait a minute. The pain seemed like it was fading already. The farther the guy's horse cock got up his butt, the less it hurt!
The Wizard slid all the way in. His ten inches were buried completely up the boy's sweet behind. He knew this was probably the closest he'd ever get to heaven.
Whew, Johnny thought. He's all the way in. And it doesn't even feel too bad, now.
The Wizard began to slowly work his cock in and out of the young man. Then faster and faster. Johnny began to moan.
"Beg for it, boy! Beg me to fuck you, or I'll stop!"
"Please, .. unh.. please, don't stop!"
"That's it. Now tell me how much you like it!"
"I .. I love it! Fuck me. Please, fuck me!" Johnny was really grinding his ass back against the stranger's cock now. Telling him to 'Fuck me harder!' and 'Fuck me raw!'.
The Wizard felt himself begin to cum. He pulled out so he could watch his cream spill all over that beautiful ass!
As the giant cock slid out of him, Johnny began to shoot. He'd never had a cum like that in his life!
The Wizard lay back, temporarily exhausted. Not Johnny. He crawled over on top of the man like a lovesick puppy. Reached down to grasp the tool that had brought him such pleasure, now soft and unwilling.
"Please, man. You gotta fuck me again. I need it so bad!"
"As much as I would like to, lad, the flesh is weak."
"No! Please. Ya gotta!"
"Perhaps .. perhaps I have a solution to your dilemma."
"Anything!"
The Wizard reached over and picked up the bottle he had imprisoned the djinn in. "Cei-U."
The genie rose up from the bottle, bowing at the Wizard's feet.
"I want you to fuck this boy."
"Is that your first wish, my master?"
"Hardly. No, I think it is your wish. Look at that lucious ass. Remember how he has commanded you. You've served his every whim. Now it is your turn to take pleasure from him."
The ancient djinn smiled at the thought. "It is a tempting offer."
"Indeed it is. And one I will not make again."
The spirit's body hardened, assuming the form of a complete man. He sported an erection over twelve inches in length. Johnny was mesmerized by the sight.
"Come to me, former master." Johnny crawled across the floor to him on his hands and knees, his cute butt sticking up in the air. The djinn shoved his hard pink cock down the more-than-willing throat.
Yet before Johnny could even get used to the size and thickness, it was pulled from his mouth, leaving him gasping. The djinn lifted Johnny up in his powerful arms, and slowly lowered the boy's tender ass onto his monstrous cock.
Johnny felt like he was having a small tree shoved up his butt! It felt great!
The Thunderbolt could not believe the pleasure it was receiving from the boy's ass. It had been so long since he had experienced a sweet youth.
The Wizard's eyes gleamed as he watched the spectacle before him. The sight of the giant pink cock spearing the cute boy's butt had brought his own erection back to life.
Even the djinn's massive weapon seemed not enough for the naked youth. Well, perhaps he had the answer. He approached the humping duo and slowly began to slide his hard cock into Johnny's tight ass, right alongside the demon's massive prick!
Johnny gasped loudly as the second massive intruder invaded his ass.
The Wizard was astounded by the furnace like heat of the boy's butthole. This was a first for him, as he had never shared an ass before. It was a tightness beyond belief!
The Wizard and the demon began thrusting in unison, Johnny bouncing up and down on their thick cocks like a cork on a lake. The incredible pleasure for all of them was just too much. The mage and the elemental came simultaneously, inside the heavenly hole, and for the second time that evening, Johnny knew pleasure as he'd never known it before. The cum spurting from his young cock like a volcano! And somehow he knew that, for him at least, things would never be the same again.
* 4 *
Alan Scott, known to evil doers as the Green Lantern, circled Fort Center and came in for a landing outside the commanding officer's headquarters. The Brain Wave had been causing trouble in this entire region of the country and the army was becoming the last line of defense. He was here to make sure they succeeded and the Brain Wave was put back behind bars where he belonged.
The fort seemed almost deserted. He entered the main building without knocking. No one in the outer room. He opened the door to the captain's office. Two men in uniform were pouring over a map of the surrounding area laid out on the table before them.
"Excuse me, gentlemen .. "
"Green Lantern! Thank heaven you're here. We've had to all but abandon the post, what with everything weird that's been going on."
"Weird? What do you mean?"
"Well, I'm Captain Rod Fallows, in charge of what's left here, and this is Corporal Jim Stevens. And by weird, I mean everyone around here has gone nuts! First we had to ship all the nurses off base, because the guys wouldn't quit harassing them. Then, when they were gone, all the guys started gettin it on with each other, if ya know what I mean?"
"Um .. yes, well .. "
"I mean, it wasn't just the normal 'boys will be boys' stuff either. It was like, guys layin' down in the middle of the firing range, bullets whizzin all around 'em, and suckin each other off! Lantern, ya gotta help my men!"
"I will captain. I know the Brain Wave is around here somewhere, and I intend to find him. You two keep trying to come up with strategies."
The corporal smiled at him, "We'll do that, sir!"
The Lantern left the offices feeling somewhat relieved and took to the sky. He didn't know exactly what he was looking for, but he was sure he'd know it when he saw it. Something like ..
Like a tank careening dangerously out of control! And about to head over a cliff! While its driver stood half way out of the gun turret, completely naked and jerking on his hard cock!
Alan instantly summoned the emerald energy, creating a road where there had been none only moments before. The tank continued across it. The Lantern used his power to bring the tank slowly to a stop. The young man was still stroking his cock!
Alan landed beside him; touched him gently on his shoulder to try and awaken him from the trance he seemed to be in.
"Whoa! It's the Lantern. Come to give me a helping hand?"
Before he could stop him, the boy took the Lantern's hand and wrapped it around his stiff cock, holding it there. Alan had never touched another man's dick in his life. It felt so strange.
The boy began to move Alan's hand up and down on his erection. Alan couldn't seem to take his hand off the hot tool!
The young man began to groan, to writhe against the hero as Alan tried to hold him steady on his precarious perch. The boy trust his hard cock again and again into Alan's firm grasp.
Suddenly, the youth stiffened and cum began to shoot out of his dick, all over the tank and the Lantern's hand. The kid's orgasm seemed to break the spell.
As the young man's eyes began to focus again, the Lantern quickly took his hand off the deflating cock. He wiped the thick strands of the kid's semen, which was dripping from his fingers, onto his green pants, hoping no one would notice.
"Mr. Lantern? What the heck am I doing out here .. naked, sir?"
"What's your name, son?"
"Private Toby Allen, sir."
"Well, Toby, let's see if we can't get you back to base and get some clothes on you. I'll explain, or try to, on the way." The Lantern wrapped his arm around Toby's bare waist and willed them both into the air.
"So, this wacko, Brain Wolf, or whatever he's called, is trying to take over the country?"
"Yes, although I'm beginning to suspect he's not in this alone. Well, here we are. I need to check in with the captain first. Do you want to wait outside?"
"If it's all the same, I think I wanna come with you. Being outside naked like this is kinda creepy."
They entered the building and as before, the outer room was empty. And again Alan pushed the inner office door open without knocking, expecting to find the two men hard at work, pouring over troop positions as before.
Instead, he found them naked! Corporal Stevens was face down spread-eagle on top of the map, while Captain Fallows frantically fucked his ass. "Oh, Jesus, Rod, fuck me!"
"You bet I'm gonna fuck ya. I'm gonna fuck the livin' shit right out of ya!"
The Lantern couldn't help but stare. He'd never even imagined a sight like this! The two men were going at it like wild beasts!
Alan felt his cock stiffening in his suddenly too tight pants. He had to relieve the pressure! He opened his fly and released his throbbing erection. He couldn't help himself. What was going on in front of him was just too exiting! He began to play with himself.
He had completely forgotten about Toby, until the boy dropped to his knees and took his dickhead into his mouth. The Lantern saw stars! The pleasure was indescribable. The boy's mouth was so warm and wet! The feelings were so intense! He began to vigorously fuck the kid's throat!
At the same time, he looked back over at the two army men. The captain was really ramming his dick into his corporal's ass. Then Rod bent forward and began to kiss Jim on the lips! Their tongues reached out to entwine, and play with each other.
"I .. I love you Rod."
"And I love you, Jim. I always have." The captain bent lower and took one of Jim's erect nipples into his mouth. Started to suck and bite on it as he continued to fuck the boy. Jim gasped.
Alan was spellbound by what the two men were doing. As he watched he realized he wanted to fuck Toby's ass.
The young private took his mouth off the super-hero's dick and began to lick his balls. He loved tracing patterns with his tongue through the fine yellow hairs covering them.
The Lantern still couldn't believe how good the boy's tongue felt. He was slurping on his balls! And now lower! The kid's tongue was sliding down .. towards his ass!
Toby followed the trail of golden curls till he got to the man's tight hole; circled his tongue around and around the outside of it.
The Lantern gasped. Unbelievable! He reached around and spread his asscheeks with both hands to allow the boy better access.
Toby went for it. Speared the hot hole with the tip of his tongue and pushed it in as far as he could.
Alan couldn't help it. As the boy began to wiggle his tongue around inside his butt he groaned loudly, and began to orgasm. Jets of cum shot out of his dick. Toby managed to get around and capture the still fountaining prick in his mouth. His first taste of super-hero cum. Yeah!
After he swallowed the last drop, he licked the handsome cock clean. The Lantern reached down and pulled the boy up so that they were standing face to face. He then leaned over and kissed the boy passionately on his sweet lips. He could taste his own cum on them. Not bad, but he bet Toby's juice would be even better.
Suddenly, a voice spoke, "Toby, you sweet young thing, why don't you go over and join your two young friends." The Lantern looked down into the gnome like face of the Brain Wave.
"Well, it looks as if you've been amusing yourself, old friend."
Alan was embarrassed to be caught half naked by his long-time foe. "I'm sure you had something to do with it."
"Perhaps. Or perhaps your natural inclinations have finally come out. There's nothing wrong with sex between two males, as I can see you just found out."
"I'm not going to argue about it. You're going to jail!"
"I don't think so." The Brain Wave began to exert powerful mental pressure against the mind of Alan Scott. Alan felt himself slipping away. He focused on his ring. Began to summon the will power he used to control it, this time to fight off the villain's control.
The formerly respected scientist felt the Lantern's defenses slam into place. A look of fear spread across his face as he realized the strength of them. Controlling so many people over such a vast area had already taken too much out of him. He was going to lose.
The Wizard was watching the contest in his crystal sphere. He too realized that the Brain Wave would be defeated, unless he received some help. "Cei-U."
"What is thy first wish, oh master?"
"Decrease the Green Lantern's will power. The Brain Wave must win their battle!" The Wizard knew that any extreme wish would be met by tricks and traps from the djinn. The first rule of wishing was to wish for only as much as was necessary.
"Your every desire is my command, master."
Alan felt a strange tingling and then it was as if all his strength had drained from him. He could barely lift his head, much less continue to fight the arch villain. The Brain Wave sensed this and surged forward with his mind's power, to victory! The Lantern's face became as a blank slate.
"Whew, lad, you had me worried there for a second." He reached over and fondled the hero's limp cock, still hanging out of his pants. Then reached up under the red shirt and squeezed his nipples till they became erect. "It's too bad sex for me has become only a mental exercise. You are a fine young stallion. Still, I'm sure someone will come up with a use for you. Now, follow me outside."
As they left the room, the criminal looked back. Corporal Stevens was fucking Private Toby while Captain Rod Fallows sucked the young boy's dick. Firsts for all of them. He smiled, although it was really more of a leer. Once they exited the building, the tiny, bespectacled scientist commanded "Get on all fours!"
The Lantern complied. The slight villain climbed up onto the hero's strong back and straddled him like a horse. "Use your ring to fly us to where I wish to go. We're headed home, to a sleepy little town called Las Vegas.
* 5 *
College student extraordinaire Al Pratt, better known as the Atom, had been trailing the Gambler for the last forty-eight hours. The man had been setting up gangs of criminals all along the west coast. Why he'd come to this small town in Nevada, Al hadn't a clue.
He kinda liked the town, though. Nice atmosphere. He could see big things happening here one day.
The Gambler went into the only hotel in town. Al waited a few seconds and then tried to follow.
One of the guards at the door stopped him. "Hey, kid, you can't go in there. You ain't got no button." He pointed to his lapel, where a shiny badge proclaimed 'Injustice For All!'
"But I .."
"This is a private party, kid. Beat it. Or me and the boys here are gonna have ta git rough!"
Al wanted to avoid a scene so he walked away. Turned the corner and headed towards the back of the building. As luck would have it, he found another one of the badge-wearing goons taking a piss. "Hey, punk, what you lookin at?" The criminal began to shake the last few drops from his flaccid rod. "Ya wanna suck it or somethin?"
The Atom hated to take advantage of a guy when he couldn't defend himself, but ..
KER-POW! His haymaker laid the thug out cold. He quickly began to strip the man. They were close to the same size, and he'd need to wear the man's clothes and button to get into the meeting.
He studied the naked man as he began to strip off his own clothes. He'd always been too little to join the sports teams in school and had never seen another guy completely undressed like this before. Well, except for his college roommate, Steve, who he'd caught playing with himself last week. That had been really awkward. He didn't know what to say, so he'd just walked back out of the room. And they hadn't talked about it, or much else, since, which was kinda weird. Maybe Steve was mad about it or something. He'd have to talk to him when he got back.
The naked guy was really hairy, everywhere, which neither he nor Steve was. That forest of dark chest hair really intrigued Al. For some strange reason, he wanted to run his hand through it, so he did! From the tufts up by the man's collarbone, all the way down to his pubic hair. It felt strange... but kinda nice. Still, he'd better get his mind back on business. He had work to do!
He put his costume on first. Then the criminal's suit over top. He zipped up the criminal's borrowed pants, finding them a little tight in the crotch. Touching that thug had definitely had an effect on him! He adjusted himself and got them fastened. Then put on the man's hat as the finishing touch. He walked around the building, slouched over with his head down to hide his face, and flashed his badge at the guard. He was in, no problem!
He joined the end of a line of criminals that were entering a large meeting chamber. Looked up at the front of the filled room. There was the Gambler. And along with him was the biggest collection of rogues he'd ever seen. The Wizard! The Brain Wave! The Thinker! And Per Degaton, the red headed hoodlum who was supposedly from the future! They, and a young guy he didn't recognize, were all seated at a round table up on stage. The Wizard began to speak.
"Welcome, my fellow criminals. Mark this day, my friends, as the beginning of the great future that is ahead of us ... " Blah, blah, blah. It was some kind of pep talk, the Atom thought. Finally the Wizard got to the end of his speech. "And as you'll now see, most of our greatest obstacle is out of our way. Behold, the Justice Society! The curtain behind them parted, revealing Hawkman, Flash, Johnny Thunder and the Green Lantern manacled to a wall, with blank looks on their faces.
All the criminals leapt to their feet, applauding, so Al had to too, but it made him sick inside. These were the most powerful members of the team! Of the active members, only he and Doc Midnight were left, it seemed. And if the villains could defeat the team's heavy hitters, what chance did the two of them have? Still, he had to try!
The small time criminals began filing out of the room. He hung back in the shadows until only the men on stage were left. "That was a most productive meeting, wouldn't you say?"
The young man Al didn't recognize spoke, "Indeed, Wizard. I, Vandal Savage, could not have done any better myself." So that's who he was! Anyway, here goes nothing! The Atom leapt to the stage, stripping off his outer clothes as he went.
"Blackie, what the hell are you .. "
"Hey, that's not Blackie! It's .. the Atom!"
"Look out!"
He rushed them. They were all getting in each others' way. He landed a haymaker to Savage's chin. Pushed the heavy oak table over on the Wizard, Brain Wave and the Thinker. Struck down Degaton with an uppercut. Only one left!
The Gambler backed up, flexing his arms as he did so. Several throwing daggers popped out of each sleeve, which he hurled at the Atom, pinning him to the wall by his blue cloak. "These won't stop me for long!" The Wizard heard the Atom and realized he was right. The man was too strong. "Cei-U", the Wizard barely managed to say the words with the heavy table pressing down on him.
"What is your second wish, oh almost defeated master?"
"Steal the Atom's strength from him, until we can bring him low."
"Done, master. For the next hour, he will be as weak as a newborn kitten."
Al felt his strength drain from him. He was pinned to the wall by his cloak and couldn't pull free! He had been so close to winning! And now the others were beginning to recover.
"Great trick, Gambler!"
"Just somethin left over from my boyhood days with the carney."
"Degaton, that was quite a punch he landed. Will you be all right for your trip to Capitol City?"
"I'll be fine, Wizard. And it's the last bastion of freedom remaining between us and victory!"
"Good luck tonight then."
"I'm just sorry I have to leave and miss all the fun it looks like you guys are gonna be having.", leered Degaton as he walked out.
"Now let's see what we've got to work with here." Savage reached over and pulled off the Atom's blue hood."Well now, he's almost as young as our boy Thunder here."
"And not a bad looker either."
"Well, Gambler, you caught him so first dibbs to you. The Thinker's got control of his body now so I don't think he'll be putting up much of a struggle." The Wizard smiled as he said this.
"Too bad, I like it when they struggle a little. Well, haul his ass over to the table and stretch him out.", the Gambler replied. Savage and the Wizard grabbed the helpless boy and brought him over to the table. "Strip him naked, y'all. I like ta see what I'm gettin' inta."
Al couldn't even fight back as they stripped him. The Thinker held his body completely in thrall. It was so embarrassing when they pulled his underpants off like a little boy. He was bent over the large table with his legs spread wide apart. Were they gonna torture him?
"That sure is a purty ass." The Gambler unfastened his pants, revealing his dick, already hard in anticipation of fucking some sweet boyflesh.
"Aren't you gonna use any lubricant?"
"Only the old fashioned kind." The Gambler spit into his hand and began running his fingers roughly up and down the boy's crack.
Holy shit! They weren't gonna torture him. They were gonna screw him, like a girl!
The Gambler's fingers found the boy's hole and pressed inside. He spread the cheeks apart with his other hand and spat directly on the tiny hole.
The Atom couldn't believe the guy had his fingers up his asshole! It felt so weird, but it didn't really hurt. The former southern gentleman spat another wad of saliva onto his dick, while continuing to finger the boy's butt.
Al wasn't sure if he liked what those fingers were doing or not. He wished it was someone besides the Gambler. Maybe.. his roommate Steve. Suddenly the fingers pulled out of him. He felt kinda empty. "Ready or not, boy, here ah come." The Gambler pressed his stiff cock against the tight opening and began to push inside.
"Oh, God!" It felt to Al like a hot poker was being shoved up his hole! "Take it out! Please!! Take it out!" Tears began to well up in his young eyes.
"There, there, son. As my big brother used to say, 'You'll get used to it in no time.' The Gambler continued sliding into the viselike hole until all of his seven inches were inside.
Al took a deep breath. The man had stopped moving. With him still like that, the pain wasn't as bad. "Now sonny, don't fret. I remember my first time. I'll take it easy on ya. Fore ya know it, you'll be beggin' for it." The man began to slowly slide his dick back out of the heavenly hole.
It definitely wasn't as painful now, Al thought. Just more of a feeling of fullness. The man was sliding his cock in and out of him now, but still going slow. And Al noticed, now that the pain had stopped, every time the dick slid all the way up inside him, there was some kinda jolt. It felt good. Al realized he was getting an erection.
"That it, little fuck buddy. Doesn't hurt at all no more, does it? You just let me take care a ya." The Gambler reached around and grabbed the boy's hard dick in his hand. Began stroking it in time to his fucking, as he slowly increased his tempo.
The Wizard couldn't believe the hot scene in front of him. He took out his throbbing erection and began to stroke it. And he wasn't the only one turned on. The Thinker had gotten on his knees behind the Gambler and was licking his ass! Savage was climbing up on the table, looking ready to feed his hard dick to the boy! And even the Brain Wave had his tiny cock in his hand.
Al was really starting to enjoy what was happening back there. He knew he shouldn't be, but he couldn't help himself! Ut oh, now one of the others, Vandal Savage, was climbing naked up onto the table in front of him. The man pressed his erection against Al's cheek. His dick looked just like Steve's! Same mushroom shaped head and everything. Al knew the guy wanted him to suck on it. Maybe .. maybe if he pretended it was Steve's, it wouldn't be so bad. Al closed his eyes and let the head slide in past his virgin lips.
The Gambler was fucking faster and faster! The Thinker's tongue up his butt was turning him on like he hadn't been in years. And the boy's tight ass was really milking his cock now!
Savage stuck his dick farther down the young boy's throat. The kid was a natural at cocksucking! He reached down and started squeezing the boy's nipples, to get him worked up even further.
Al got super turned on when Savage started pinching his tits. That felt so great! He'd once touched a girl's breast, through her sweater, at a movie, and she'd slapped his face. How could she turn away anything that felt this good?! Girl's nipples must not be as sensitive as guys.
The Wizard brought his massive erection even with the Thinker's greedy mouth. "Suck on this, old friend." The Thinker gladly swallowed the entire length.
Al was amazed. He had long hard dicks shoved in him at both ends, and he was loving it! Savage, playing with his tits, was really setting him on fire! As was the Gambler's practiced fist jerking his young cock.
Suddenly, Al was being flooded with cum! The Gambler began firing spurt after spurt into his receptive butt. And Savage started shooting hot thick ropes of cum down his willing throat. Mmmmmm. Kinda salty tasting, but nice.
This set Al off and he shot his own load of spunk into the Gambler's rough but friendly hand. At the same moment, the Wizard let go into his best friend's mouth, and the Thinker shot a milky white cum stream all over the Wizard's shiny black patent leather shoes. Even the Brain Wave achieved a small moment of pleasure, his first in many years.
Al Pratt lay on the table, unable to move. Cum seeped out of every hole he had! And he knew that he was a captive of some of the greatest villains in history. That his fate was completely in their hands. Yet he had never felt so .. satisfied, so .. complete, in his entire young life.
* 6 *
Dr. Charles McNider, alias Dr. Midnight, was hurling his blackout bombs right and left. He knew his supply was running dangerously low, but the streets of Capitol City were flooded with criminals closing in on the White House and he had to make sure the president was unharmed.
A respected physician during the day, as the sun went down he gained the mystical ability to see through the most impenetrable darkness. In daylight, his sight was aided by his infra-red glasses.
Oh no. Not a good sign. The outer perimeter White House guards were all unconscious. He raced for the famous building with all his speed. He wished he had Jay's power, or the Lantern's. At times like these, he wondered if his vision powers and almost exhausted supply of blackout bombs would be enough.
He slowed and approached the building cautiously. He sensed he might be too late. He peered around the edge of a wall, and was looking directly into one of the large, ground level plate glass windows. He was shocked at what he saw!
The president was tied to a chair. And spread-eagled in front of him was a young secret service agent, naked from the waist down! Charles could tell he was secret service because of the emblemed suit jacket, shirt and tie which his captors hadn't bothered to remove. Each of the kid's arms and legs was held fast by a leering thug. Wow, the boy was young! This must've been one of his first assignments. And now Per Degaton was behind him, fucking his hole!
Charles watched as the master villain from the future slammed his cock in and out of the young man, grinding his red pubes against the hot ass. The boy wasn't yelling or even struggling. His anal muscles must have become used to the pounding. The president had averted his gaze from the assfucking taking place in front of him.
Midnight weighed his options. There were almost a dozen men in the room, and one had his gun pointed directly at the president's temple. He could do nothing yet but watch.
Finally, after several more minutes of slamming into the hot hole, Degaton pulled out and ejaculated, showering cum all over the tight young ass. "Well, that was fun. But precious little reaction from you except for shedding a few tears when I picked your cherry. Hmmm. Maybe I can fix that."
One of the goons, a huge mountain of a man, spoke, "Ya gonna let me have 'em, boss?"
"Not yet, Tiny. I've got an idea I think he'll really 'cum' to enjoy." The way he said the word 'cum' really got his men laughing, but the one Charles was watching, probably Degaton's second in command, still had his pistol aimed at the president's head. Dr. Midnight felt completely helpless.
Degaton took a small capsule from his belt and began to slather oil from it onto his red leather gloved hand, up to his elbow! "Hold him tight boys!" Charles was afraid he knew what was coming next.
The villain pressed his fingers against the recently well used, but still incredibly tight hole. They began to sink inside it. The boy began to moan. "That's right. Adams, isn't it? You're really gonna love this!" A couple more inches of fingers disappeared up the boy's butt. "Damn, you're tight, kid. Relax!" More of Degaton's hand was disappering up the hungry hole.
Jack Adams couldn't believe it! Only one month on the job and he'd been fucked right in front of his president's eyes! And now his ass was on fire! What the hell was the bastard trying to do, anyway?!
"I said relax, damn you!" Degaton struck the boy's ass a resounding slap with his free hand. Then used it to pull the cheeks wider apart. His right fist had disappeared almost completely into the boy's butt. Charles sat watching, feeling for the boy's pain. Still, he was helpless to intervene without risking the president's life.
The boy was howling now, as Degaton's arm continued to slide into his body. But no one could miss his hard dick sticking out from underneath him. Degaton flexed his fingers inside the boy and smiled at the response. He loved being in control and you couldn't get much more in control than this.
Adams' cries were dying down. His hole was adjusting to accommodate the invader. The man from the future began to really fuck his captive with his fist!
Jack felt like a submarine was being shoved up his ass! His whole body shook as the man's arm moved inside him. He could feel nothing but his ass. And his dick! Somehow, they were connected. Every time that hand moved inside him, a jolt went through his cock. He began gasping for air. The pain .. the pleasure, was too intense!
As Degaton's arm sank into him up to the elbow, he began to cry out again, this time in orgasm! Wave after wave of pleasure cascaded through him as a thick load of cream shot out, all over the plush carpeting.
The boy's groans of orgasm began to fade to gentle moans and sobs as Degaton slowly slid his hand from the oh so inviting ass. The young secret service agent lay completely spent upon the floor, as the master criminal began wiping his hand and arm off with a towel.
Charles thought this might be his chance, but the man's lieutenant still held the president in his sights. Then, as he watched, another even younger man was brought into the room, hurled down onto the carpet. The man known to most as Dr. Midnight recognized the boy. It was the president's son!
"Look what we found hiding upstairs under his bed."
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Stephen, our president's playboy son. He was probably just taking a nap under there, boys. Tired from squiring all those pretty socialites around Capitol City after his birthday bash." The handsome blond boy, dressed only in a pair of white underpants, began to shake.
"Leave him alone, you bastard!"
"So, our president has finally found his voice. Well, if he knows what's good for him, he'll lose it again. Or what I do to the boy will be infinitely worse than what I'm planning now.
The president glared at the man but held his tongue, knowing the thug was not one to make idle threats.
Degaton walked over to the boy, who appeared about ready to cry. Grabbed his hairless chin in the palm of his red glove. "My, you are a beauty. Still, I'd advise you to hold back those tears, or I will give you a reason for them." The boy swallowed hard, trying to be brave.
"Turn over. Now!" The boy did as he was told.
Degaton slowly removed his gloves and tucked them into his belt. Then reached down and ripped open the back of the snow white underpants. Rubbed his hands over the soft, smooth cheeks. The man whistled low in his throat. "Perfect." He reached into his belt for another capsule and again coated his fingers with the lubricant.
Charles watched as the man inserted an oil slicked finger into the tight boy rectum. He knew what the madman was feeling as he himself had given the boy many rectal exams in his private medical practice. But never with the sheer gusto that the black-hearted knave from the future was doing.
Stephen tried to get used to the invading finger. It didn't really hurt; just kinda felt squishy. Sometimes, during Doc's examinations, he'd pretend he was a prisoner of war, trying to keep from divulging an important secret. Sometimes Doc would play along. But he just couldn't do that here with so many people watching him. "That's it, my lad!" the villain cried as the boy's ass pushed back against his invading finger. "You are a natural."
He removed his finger from the boy's ass and stuck it in his own mouth. "You even taste good!" Degaton reached down and unzipped his pants again. Pulled out his rigid cock and pressed it against one of the boy's asscheeks.
Stephen felt the hot tool pressed against his butt. He was scared. A little, anyway. He'd played around with friends at boarding school, but they'd never attempted anything like this.
The man known as Per Degaton pressed his rigid cock against the tight hole and started to slide in, gently. Stephen gasped. Holy shit! He bit his lip to keep from crying in front of his father. Degaton reached around across his chest and began fingering his nipples. Somehow, it helped.
Midnight watched. Degaton's lieutenant was distracted by the scene unfolding in front of him. But not completely. Not yet, anyway.
"You, Adams! Come here. I think our young friend here needs a further distraction to help ease his first time." The emotionally and physically drained secret service agent managed to crawl over to the pair. "I want you to give this boy his first taste of cock!" Jack, shamed beyond resistance, stood naked before his president, and his leader's only son.
Stephen didn't want the man who was screwing him, or anyone else for that matter, to know he had tasted cock before, when he was away at school. Everyone at the school used to do it. And he wanted to do it again now. Anything to distract from that stuffed feeling in his bottom. He reached out and took hold of Jack's cock. Wow! When they had gone horseback riding on the grounds earlier in the week he could never have imagined them doing something like this.
He bent his head forward and took the man's soft cock in his mouth. It felt real nice. But he knew from experience that it would get bigger, which was OK too.
Charles watched for several more minutes, feeling helpless, as the boy was fucked in both ends. But he wasn't the only one watching. He saw that as each of the trio closed in on orgasm, all eyes in the room focused in on them.
Degaton cried out, pulling his spurting cock from the boys butthole, cum flying everywhere. Adams too pulled his cock out, his spunk jetting into the boy's hair and down onto his face. And Steven's hard as steel dick shot his young mancum onto the carpet, joining Jack's earlier load.
Now was the time! Midnight crashed through the plate glass window, hurling blackout bombs with both hands. The room was instantly filled with utter darkness. Chaos reigned. With his night vision, he could clearly see his opponents, while they could not see him at all. He struck one after another unconscious, all afraid to fire their guns for fear of hitting Degaton. Then, only the villain himself was left standing. Midnight approached the master criminal, sure now of his victory.
Degaton suddenly struck out with all his might, catching Charles completely by surprise. The doctor crumpled to the floor. As he began to lose consciousness, he barely heard the villain gloating to him, "... didn't count on a little invention from the future, you fool, infrared contact lenses ..."
Charles began to slowly return to consciousness. Because of the cool drafts of air blowing over him, he realized he was completely naked, except for his infrared goggles. He was laying on some sort of concrete slab. His arms were extended up over his head, stretched out to their full length, and manacled in place. His legs were free, however.
"Welcome back to the land of the living, Doctor. You've been out for quite some time. We're not even in Capitol City anymore. I want to welcome you to the Injustice Society's private, shall we say .. dungeon. Per Degaton came slowly into focus in the Doctor's still somewhat hazy vision. And there was a figure standing next to him. It was the Lantern!
"Ah, I see you recognize my friend. He's here to help me because he has the right piece of equipment for the job." Degaton reached around the Lantern's slim hips from behind and unbuttoned his pants, freeing his cock. The criminal slowly began to massage the hero's meat.
Charles was shocked! It was definitely Alan, but it was as if his body were here, while his mind were somewhere else. Degaton continued to play with the stiffening cock. This would be too sweet, he thought.
He leaned forward and spoke into the blond hero's ear. "Your enemy lies before you, beaten. But to truly defeat him, you must take him, physically!" The sadistic villain, clearly enjoying himself, pushed the hero's crotch towards his helpless victim. "Lift his legs up to rest on your strong shoulders."
Charles watched helplessly as Alan took his thighs in his hands and raised his legs up off the slab. Lifted them up until his ankles rested on either side of the unblinking face. Midnight began to tremble slightly. He had never felt so exposed.
Degaton reached past the hero and stuck a gloved finger into Midnight's exposed hole, causing Charles to gasp. "Perfect.", he chuckled. He withdrew the finger and used his hand to guide the Lantern's cock up to the tight opening.
Charles cried out, "Alan, no!" Alan Scott seemed to hesitate. Blinked several times and began to shake his head. Then his expression froze again. Degaton knew the Brain Wave had regained control and spoke in a sinister whisper, "You are waiting outside the doorway to paradise. Enter, my friend. Enter!"
As if driven by some internal instinct, the Lantern began to press his large cock against his friend's tight opening. The young doctor cried out as the huge phallus tore into him. Degaton watched the doctor's face and mouth contort in agony, and thought about shoving his cock into that very unwilling throat. But decided against it. Things were going just too perfectly. The image forever imbedded in the good doctor's mind would be that of his close friend tearing him open with searing pain. He smiled at that.
The thrill of the hero's pain, both physical and emotional, aroused the villain more than he had been in quite some time. He pulled out his hard dick and began to stroke it vigorously, as he watched the Lantern's monumentally long cock plunge in and out of his fellow hero. Degaton rubbed his sensitive cockhead against the rough red leather of his gloves, enjoying the sensation.
The Lantern was fucking like a machine now, slamming his entire length into his friend, pulling almost completely out, then doing it again. The doctor's initial screams had subsided to tight-lipped groans and an occasional moan. Degaton rested one hand on the Lantern's piledriving ass as he continued to stroke himself with the other.
The man called Doctor Midnight was ashamed. At first the rape had been agony, but now ... his own body betrayed what he was feeling. His dick was harder than it had ever been. Alan's deep, penetrating anal massage was bringing him wave after wave of pleasure.
Degaton could stand it no longer. He slipped the tight green pants down past the Lantern's ass and pressed his dick against the tight crevice. His entrance a moment later provoked not the slightest response from the man who was under another's control. As he slid his dick all the way in, it pushed the Lantern's cock farther into Midnight's hole, causing the doctor to cry out.
Charles was moaning almost continuously now, unable to hide the pleasure the savage assfucking was giving him. He softly cried out, "Yes, oh yes." and cum began to shoot out, down onto his belly and chest.
Degaton knew he too was ready to shoot and pulled out of the tight butt; continued jerking his dick as he walked around the slab till he stood over Midnight. He continued jacking his cock till the cum shot out of it and down onto Midnight's face, into his open mouth and down his chin where it mixed with the doctor's own load of only moments before.
The villain reached out a gloved hand and ran it through the forest of sticky chest hair. Pinched the man's right nipple with his thumb and forefinger. Charles gasped and, amazingly, began to get hard again. The Lantern was still between his legs, pounding away.
A novel idea occurred to Degaton. "Remove yourself from him. Now, slave!" The Lantern at first seemed hesitant, but finally followed the command of his master. As his mighty weapon slid completely out of his friend's ass, Midnight felt an emptiness inside him he could not believe.
"Now, use that ring of yours to create a large dildo." The Lantern did as he was told, the emerald tool appearing in mid air. "Larger!" The Lantern complied. "I said larger, damn you!" The Lantern again sought to fulfill his master's wishes, the dildo growing in size again. "Ah, that's it. Now, use it on him!"
Alan aimed the verdant phallus at Charles' ass and moved it with the force of his will till it nudged up against the doctor's still tight hole. Charles let out a groan as the huge head pushed past his asslips. The giant green cock slid slowly up his chute which had been lubricated with Alan's precum.
The still masked superhero began to pound his buddy's butt with the glowing green powertool. Faster and faster it slid in and out. At the same time, Degaton walked over to the other side of the room where a brazier stood and picked up the branding iron with his stylized D symbol. Soon, his slave, Midnight, would be 'stamped' with his brand of ownership, as the other slaves had been by their masters.
Meanwhile, Doc Midnight was moaning and crying out, begging for more. He loved getting fucked! He needed that giant green prick ramrodding his insides. Suddenly, his hard dick started to shoot off again, cum spurting out like Veseuvius. Degaton looked over at his cock-loving slave, picked up the branding iron and smiled.
* 7 *
Johnny Thunder was standing in the middle of a courtroom, naked! And his fellow JSA members were naked too! That was kinda a turn on. And they were in manacles. That was even more of a turn on! They were all supposed to be on trial for crimes against evil, whatever the heck that meant. And the criminals had appointed Johnny as the defense lawyer, which he thought was kinda goofy, since any of the other guys would've probably done better than him, though he had tried to do a good job.
The judge was the Thinker and the prosecutor was (his pal) the Wizard. The rest of the 'biggie' bad guys were the jury. Evidently, the jury was supposed to decide if they were to be kept as slaves or killed off.
Personally, Johnny was rooting for the slave decision. In private, the Wizard had told him that the 'slave' thing was a 'done deal' and the trial was just a spectacle for all the lower ranked criminals in the bad guy's army. Fine by Johnny as long as he got to be held in the Wizard's arms again. Oops, better pay attention.
The Wizard began his summation. "Honored gentlemen of the jury." The Wizard walked over to the defendants. Began running his white gloved hand over the Lantern's broad shoulders. "As you can see, this fine young specimen will be able to provide much pleasure to us for many years to come. Despite his 'crimes' of goodness, I believe he should be remanded into our custody.
He ran his hands down the stud's muscular arm. Noticed the glowing power ring. He needed an edge. He was supposed to be their leader, yet they were now all relatively equal. The Thinker's telekinesis and 'planning' abilities. The Brain Wave's telepathy and 'hypnosis'. The Gambler's probability altering 'luck' powers, surely the only thing that had saved them all when the Atom had surprised them. Vandal Savage's 'immortality'. And Degaton's future weapons and knowledge. He had originally thought that Johnny's Thunderbolt would be that edge, but since he was not a legitimate descendent of that line, he could only receive three limited wishes, and he'd already used up two of them!
This ring would provide his edge. He lifted Alan's hand and slid the ring off. But immediately, it began to glow. To give off blinding shafts of light!
"Wizard! What's happening?!"
"I don't know. I merely wanted to show this 'tool of goodness' to the court as an exhibit.", he lied.
The ring was now emitting powerful bolts of energy, causing the villains to dodge around the courtroom. The Wizard dropped the ring, but it began to float in the air, continuing its assault.
"Somehow, when you removed it, it was freed from my mental control of the Lantern while it was on his finger.", cried the Brain Wave, who was crouched under a bench.
"Lords of Chaos, is it sentient?", the Wizard queried while trying to erect a mystic barricade.
"Perhaps it was preprogrammed. Who cares? It's kicking our collective asses!" This from Degaton, who was trying to fend off the ring with some sort of portable force field generator in his belt, without a great deal of success. And only pure luck had kept the Gambler from being hit yet.
The Wizard's barricade collapsed before it truly formed. Too many distractions! He knew he had no time to prepare and cast a spell powerful enough to defeat the ring. He had only one alternative left. "Cei-U! Thunderbolt! Appear!"
"You seem to be in a bit of a predicament, master."
"Never mind the sarcasm. My last wish is that I and my fellow Injustice Gang members are transported, untraceably, from here to a place of safety of our liking, now!"
"Your wish, oh so carefully worded, is my command, my current but soon to be former master." There was a flash of mystical energy and the six arch villains vanished!
The heroes were free to move again. The Lantern ran over and picked up his now quiet ring from the floor; slid it on his finger. The naked heroes were quickly subduing the villains' henchmen, stunned that things could have turned against them so suddenly.
Johnny's Thunderbolt had joined the fray too, but Johnny couldn't stop looking at his naked friends. The Atom was really cute, and so was Doc Midnight, who had always been kinda scary with his costume on. And the Flash and Hawkman were hot! But what he could hardly believe was how well hung the Lantern was!
He fingered the still sensitive place where the Wizard had branded his butt, and looked at the 'marks of ownership' on his fellow members. The Gambler's 'dice' symbol on the Atom's butt was kinda sexy! He knew his T-Bolt would be able to make them vanish, and the others would probably want that to happen, but he knew he'd kinda miss his. He didn't know about the other guys, but this adventure had changed his life for sure!
The End?