Date: Wed, 26 May 2021 18:34:02 -0400
From: mr.evan.andrews@gmail.com
Subject: The New Teen Titans vs the Italian Stallion chapter 5 - celebrity

The New Teen Titans vs. the Italian Stallion
Chapter Five: Ride `Em, Pigboys
Evan Andrews
2021


The following story is a work of fan fiction set in the New Teen Titans era
in a continuity where Dick Grayson as Robin and Joe Wilson as Jericho
overlapped, because screw unitard hero uniforms.

All characters depicted in it belong to and are trademarked and copyrighted
by DC Comics and/or its subsidiaries. I am not related to the company and
make no claim of ownership over the characters. Suggested casting includes
porn stars Vince Rockland as the Italian Stallion and Tony Lattanzi as
Maverick. Stallion's minions are played by Vince Ferelli and Leo Gemiani.

The story depicts males in sexual situations, mostly with other males. If
that offends you, if you are underage, or if reading such is illegal where
you are please stop reading now. Thank you.

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Robin, the Boy Wonder, was no longer strapped to his fuck bench even though
he was draped over it getting rodded at both ends. The machines continued
working over his body's sensitive zones, but it warmed the young hero's
heart that the Italian Stallion now trusted him to be a willing participant
in the process of turning him into a sex-slave. He even looked forward for
the times Stallion came in to give his boys another session getting their
asses used to take two cocks at once. Once upon a time, Robin would have
been ashamed to admit he looked forward to those sessions, and then the
young hero heard the sound of the door handle turning. He twisted his head
just enough that, without letting the dildo fall from his mouth, he could
see Stallion walk into the room, followed by his fellow trainer, Maverick,
and the dogs bringing up the rear.

With a great big smile on his face, the villain cheered, "Off your benches,
boys."

The four teen heroes let the dildoes fall out of their mouths and crawled
off the plunging arm of the machine fucking their asses. With Changeling
guiding Jericho, they fell into a line and waited for orders. Naturally,
they all looked disappointed, since being off their benches was denial of a
well-earned treat. Little did they realize the experience Stallion had in
store for them now would leave the fuck benches, and even the DP stations,
seriously in the shade.

"Oh, don't look like that," Stallion laughed at his captives. "Today we're
going to try something new, and for that you'll be getting a training
buddy."

Robin looked at Stallion expectantly while the other Titans looked at their
usual trainers.

"No, not us." Stallion smirked, "Today you're going to team up with a
brother Titan."

The boys looked at one another, confused.

"All will be made clear. Just follow me."


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Stallion led his captives into the alcove again, but half of the flat
tables had been removed at some point. Semi-cylindrical cushions sat on the
remaining two, and each of these was fitted with two -- well, they looked
like junior butt-plugs. Robin's face left no doubt of his disappointment at
what he saw. Days spent on the bench had gotten him used to the fuck
machine's rod, and Stallion's occasional visits made sure the hero was
comfortable with an even bigger one. But these things—they were
miniscule in comparison, and there was no mechanism visible, just the
plugs. How was he supposed to be satisfied with so little to work his ass
over? He doubted the tiny things could get him off, or even get him close
to it. But Stallion clearly meant his pet Titans to impale themselves on
these stubs, so he would.

"Robin," Stallion said, "You and Speedy come over here. Changeling, you and
Jericho get the other set-up."

The boys broke into their teams and walked to the indicated contraption,
Maverick solicitously making sure his favorite blindfolded blond got from
the line to his next ordeal without incident.

"Climb aboard, boys," Stallion said, "Face your buddy, and park yourself
over top of one of the plugs."

The plugs were cleverly spaced, Robin had to admit. When he knelt and
perched over top of his plug, allowing it to tease his expectant sphincter,
he found he was not just looking at Speedy. Rather he was face to face with
the redheaded stud. In fact, they were so close that their bodies couldn't
help but touch, and touch they did. Robin didn't think he'd ever touched
Speedy this much, let alone so intimately.

"Now, sit yourselves down," Stallion directed, and the villain watched as
his slave trainees sank onto their haunches, moaning as the plugs slipped
inside their holes. The plugs might not be of the largest, but the four
teens had so taken to their lessons that even this least of rods made their
cocks start to plump up. Maybe his ass liked the novelty, Robin mused.

"Okay, let's get them strapped in," Stallion said to his trainers.

The slavers descended on the impaled heroes and fitted them with restraints
once again. Stallion pulled Robin's hands behind his back and cuffed the
wrists together. Vinnie did the same for Speedy, and both heroes managed a
half smile as their cocks got even harder.

"Pretty," Stallion said as he ran a hand over Robin's ass, "And pretty
exciting. Vinnie, ball-straps next."

The two stud-busters took hold of their boys' ball-sacks and slid their
young nuts through one of the two rings of a rubber contraption. Being
rubber, the strap between the rings pulled them together so that Robin
found his 9 inches tight up against Speedy's own.

"Fuck," Robin thought his meat rubbed against Speedy's length. Precum oozed
from his piss-slit and slid down the boy's rod.

The heroes' two shafts were practically a single shiny slick fuck-rod
now. It was hot as all get-out, but then the trainers upped the ante
further. Vinnie produced a milking sleeve from somewhere and handed it to
his boss. Stallion made sure the tube was properly lubed and then slid it
over the double shaft of these original Titans.

"Yes!" Speedy gasped at the enveloping pressure, while Robin could only
moan, "So fucking good!"

The trainers now used double-ended suction cups on straps to join the boys,
sensitive nipple to sensitive nipple, and again the rubber pulled the boys
close, upper body to upper body.

Robin shot a worried look at Speedy, but Speedy wore an incredible
shit-eating grin on his blissed-out face.

"Oh well," Robin thought, "If he's not worried..."

Moving up to the boys' heads, the trainers fit collars around their throats
before Vinnie handed Stallion a two-headed dildo. This was just long enough
that each of the boys would be able to take an end in his mouth while his
buddy swallowed the other.

"You know what to do with these, I think," Stallion said, and the heroes
opened their mouths for the mock cock to fill their mouths.

"Now, to make sure you don't spit that out," Stallion said.

He used a final rubber strap to connect their collars, forcing the dildo
even further into their mouths, and finally, Stallion slid on a double
harness over their heads. This harness resembled the ones they'd worn that
first day, but as Stallion tightened the straps, Robin realized that
between the harness, collars, and the oral dildo, there was no way he could
turn his face away from Speedy's. The bondage-buds had no option but to
watch each other sucking away on the ersatz cock.

"You look comfortable," Stallion laughed. "I hope so because today you are
going to be fucked like you've never been fucked in your lives."

Picking up a remote control, Stallion turned on the milking sleeves, and
the Titans' ordeal began in earnest.

"Mmmm!" Robin groaned around the dildo as the machine began to pleasure his
shaft. Speedy echoed him. "Mmmmm!"

The two Titans could tell from the sounds exactly when Maverick turned on
Changeling and Jericho's milking sleeve. Jericho made his usual whining
noise around the gagging dildo, and Changeling howled with surprise when
the machine went to work on his 10 ˝ inch dork. Robin, himself, grooved
on the sensations, and especially the feeling of sharing the experience
body to body with his oldest buddy. A glance showed him that Speedy, that
slut, was already deep in the milking sleeve's spell. The sound of two of
Robin's newest buds experiencing the same thing only feet away just
heightened his erotic experience. He had never imagined there could be sex
like this. Damn, what else had Batman neglected to tell his favorite
sidekick about?

As if to answer Robin's question, Stallion chose that moment to turn on the
sybians.

The plugs immediately started vibrating, buzzing away as they attacked the
sensitive places just inside the boys' asses, especially their
prostates. The Boy Wonder squealed, and found Speedy was staring at him,
eyes wide open, just as surprised as his buddy by this hot new anal
sensation. Watching a friend being fuck-tortured the same way you were
added an incredible dimension to the experience that getting plowed on the
fucking bench never had.

Once Stallion knew his beautiful hero boys were secure and well-caught up
in their training session, he looked over at the other pair and watched as
Maverick gently pulled Jericho's blindfold up and over his golden
curls. They'd discussed this earlier. After checking the tapes, Stallion
decided the time was right to let Jericho fully into the process of
enslavement. The younger trainer smiled as he dropped the blindfold on the
table and got a gander at Jericho's deep green eyes. It was a calculated
risk. If reflexes won out, mentalist might slip into Changeling's body (or
even Maverick's) and try to escape. Instead the hero's extensive training
won out and the reflex failed. Escape would mean abandoning the spectacular
sensual teasing his body was getting. Fuck! It just felt too good, and
Jericho couldn't bring himself to break away. The blond shot Maverick a
glance and basked in the proud look on his trainer's face.

`MMMMMM!" Jericho moaned, shuddering and now abandoning himself entirely to
the lesson.

"Such a good boy," Maverick said as he ran a hand down Jericho's shoulder
to his ass.

Stallion handed Maverick another remote, and the two trainers circulated
randomly among the boys. The dogs, relegated to their knees, stared up
hungrily at the Titans' boy-cocks, cocks that dripped lube and sex-juice as
they were anally vibro-tortured and milked. The trainers moved from one
couple to the other orchestrating new depths to the young heroes'
debauching. After days of careful observation, the trainers both knew what
signs meant one of the boys was about to blow, and when one got right to
the edge, the trainers dialed his sybian back just far enough to let him
recover. The Boy Wonder groaned in disappointment the first time this
happened, and he wasn't alone. Every one of his team soon underwent the
same torture of denial.

Maverick laughed at having cruelly denied Robin his reward, "Deal with it,
Boy Wonder. We can't have you getting off too soon. What fun would that be
for us, and what would it rob from the orgasm we finally let you have?"

Stallion's master remote controlled not only the sybian but also the
milking sleeve. Maverick's remote could trigger the double-headed dildoes
in the boys' mouths to treat them to a dose of cum from time to
time. Together the villains played their captives like violins.

Utterly helpless, the Titans writhed erotically on the sybians. They tried
to fuck the milking sleeves, and they contorted their bodies to see if the
straps connecting the scrotums and nipples could get them any closer to
cumming. To no avail. It was a pathetic sight, and a turn-on the likes of
which Stallion had never imagined. The villain rubbed at the bulge in his
pants. He didn't plan to insert himself into the boys' session, but
maybe... He whipped his dick out and began to stroke, Maverick, just as
turned on, following his lead.

Stallion looked at his beefy dogmen and said, "What the fuck are you two
waiting for? An engraved invitation?"

Seconds later the dogs were at their masters' feet, eagerly sucking their
long dicks.

Stallion caught Robin sneaking a glance at him and Maverick getting
blown. The hero looked frantic, and his eyes begged his master for
release. Or maybe the hero wanted a shot at Stallion's fuck meat himself.

"Maverick," Stallion said, "Do you think these sluts have earned the right
to cum yet?"

Mercy was a quality Stallion Maverick hadn't thought Stallion possessed. It
wasn't like him, and so the younger trainer decided the question was a
test.

"Fuck no, boss," Maverick leered.

The Titans try to scream please, but given their phallic gags, it was hard
to tell if the boys meant "Please let me cum" or "Please fuck me more,
harder".

"I think they can at least wait until we've fed the dogs here a hot cum
lunch," Maverick said as he ran a hand across Leo's head. "After all, we're
the ones that've been doing all the work. They've just been sitting on
their asses the whole time."

Stallion laughed, "Yeah, no reason to interrupt a good blow job."

The Titans were visibly beside themselves.

"Vinnie," Stallion said, "Take your time and make sure you do me right. If
you don't, your ass may be the next one perched on the sybian."

Glancing up Stallion's body, the dog slowed down and began to take his
cocksucking as a serious duty. Every inch of Stallion's meat needed sloppy
oral worship. The boys watched in desperation, praying even in the face of
the threat the dogs would hurry up. Later they didn't know if the gods
heard their prayers or if the show they were putting on finally got erotic
enough.

Maverick bellowed suddenly, and Leo choked on his thick sperm. Vinnie
managed to suck-milk out his own hot white prize less than a minute later,
Stallion gasping out his satisfaction as his balls unloaded.

"Well," Stallion sighed finally, as the long-haired dog-man licked his
shaft clean, "I suppose it's time. A promise is a promise."

He and Maverick picked up their remotes as tears of joy coursed down the
Titans' faces. Both the milking sleeves and the sybians suddenly went into
overdrive, and Maverick gave them all one last oral dose of cum.

"Ergh! Argh! Urgh!" the heroes cried out, and the milking sleeves filled
with opalescent white boy-sperm.

After shutting the sleeves (but not the sybians) down, the trainers and
dogs walked over to their student sluts and began to remove the bondage
equipment. Head harnesses, collars, and nipple suckers (ouch) fell to the
table. Robin and Speedy let the dildo fall from their mouths in Stallion's
hands, but when Maverick tried to take the dildo from Changeling and
Jericho, the green suck-slut actually growled at him.

"You want more, boy?" Maverick smiled. "Then you just keep on
sucking. Never discourage a dedicated cocksucker, that's what I always
say."

When the trainers slid the milking sleeves off the boys' cocks, the dogs
suddenly pushed their way in and began to lap at the slimy boy-cocks. Lube
and precum and sperm were licked clean away before Stallion allowed the
dogs to release the boys from their scrotal bondage. After that, the muscle
suckers kissed and licked up the trail of sex-slime that had soaked the
boys' overstimulated balls. Robin tried to thrust into Vinnie's mouth, but
his ass was too firmly planted on the still-vibrating sybian. Fuck. But at
least the torment was over.

Which was, of course, when Stallion and Maverick sent all four plugs into
overdrive once again. The Titans wood grew rigid once more, and the dogs'
mouths took the place of milking sleeves. The boys all screamed as the
second round of violation got under way. When they had cum once more, the
trainers subjected them to a third round. (The dogs were getting quite the
sperm meal today.) For the fourth and final round, the trainers climbed up
onto the tables and presented their renewed fuck-meat for the boys to suck.

"Well, I guess I have been fucked like never before," Robin mused as he
tongued the bullet head of Stallion's rod as it filled his mouth with the
trainer's jizz. "I have no idea where we can go from here, but it'll be
hot."