Date: Wed, 13 May 2020 18:31:38 -0400
From: mr.evan.andrews@gmail.com
Subject: Operation Manpower Chapter 3 - celebrity

Operation Manpower
Chapter three: More Titans


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"What do you mean you can't get in?" Lilith demanded.

"We've been trying," said Wonder Girl, "And no matter what we do, it's no
good. It's like it was designed to let the first wave in and keep out
everyone else."

"So let's hit it all at once!" said Bumblebee, "Those are our friends in
there!"

"Right!" the Titans (old and new, east and west) all shouted.

They formed up and charged the warehouse using all the firepower in their
arsenal. Aqualad (in his red top and blue trunks), Mal (in jeans and a Dark
Knight tee-shirt), Gnark (in black MMA trunks and a muscle shirt), and
Golden Eagle (bare-chested, his lower body gripped by green tights and red
trunks) disappeared into the dark of the warehouse while the girls were
once again flung back across the street.

"This is getting old," Wonder Girl said.

"I'll say," said Harlequin (Duella Dent), "And I've only done it once."

"What gives?" demanded Bat Girl (the other Bat Girl that is), "It's like
this shield is specially attuned just to keep out women."

And they all stared at one another.

"Oh damn."


Inside the warehouse, the newcomers stopped short and found themselves
witnessing the opening moves of an orgy of hunky young heroes. Any
fetishist worth his latex and gimp mask would pay through the nose for
video of this scene, but all the four certifiably straight newcomers could
do was stare. In almost no time (given that the purple ray was at level 5)
they were just as horny as their buddies.

"What are... are you doing?" Aqualad stuttered, although it was clear from
the way his tight blue trunks now bulged with 7 inches of hard cock that he
knew full well.

"Why don't you studs come and find out," Speedy quipped, "And lose the
clothes while you're at it."

It was all the invitation they needed. While the six current Titans
struggled out of the rest of their uniforms (and anything they had on
underneath) the newcomers tore their own uniforms off and blindly followed
their raging hard-ons into the fray. In addition to Aqualad's not to be
sneered at 7 inches, Gnark's thick 10 inches, Golden Eagle's 9, and Mal's 8
acted like they'd been magnetized by the hot make-out session they'd
discovered. They stumbled across the room, fixated by the hot young male
bodies waiting for them. Eagerly, raw male flesh met raw male flesh, and
they all reveled in the contact. Lips smacked in passionate kisses,
lube-slicked cocks squelched as fists pumped them, and ten young men
groaned out their rising lust.

"God, let this go on forever!" Kid Flash prayed as he swabbed out Mal's
mouth with his tongue.

But that prayer was instead answered by another flash of the light. The ten
horny young men broke up into smaller groups. Gnark ended up with Cyborg
and Beast Boy, Mal with Speedy and Kid Flash, and Aqualad and Golden Eagle
joined Nightwing and Jericho.

Years before, Speedy had fallen off the straight and narrow and had fallen
badly. Drugs. In order to afford his next fix, he had often done things
that would have shocked his mentor, not to mention his friends. Though he
would never have admitted it, when the light flashed again, he knew exactly
what to do next. The red-head fell to his knees and dove forward to kiss
Mal's 8 inches of chocolate manhood. Then he turned his attention to Kid
Flash's 6 ˝ inches and fell into a rhythm of trading off sucking his
buddies' man-rods alternately. Images swam up out of his memory. He'd
forgotten how much he had learned to relish the salty taste of man juices
back then. They were almost as addictive as his drugs. No, they were better
than the drugs. Yum! But he couldn't keep the pleasure of sucking cock from
his partners.

The red-head came back to his feet and gave Kid Flash a suggestive push on
the shoulder. The junior speedster gave Mal a final kiss and sank to his
knees where two cocks waited for him. Speedy nearly collapsed with pleasure
when Kid Flash's mouth wrapped itself around his shaft. Oh fuck! He grabbed
Mal's head and tried to crawl inside him, tongue first.

Kid Flash sucked back and forth for a while, and then he and Mal traded off
cock-sucking duties. The sight of young pink cock drilling into the black
stud's hungry mouth drove the other two crazy, and they all fell to the
floor into a three-man daisy chain. While deeply involved in this, the
light flashed again, and Speedy found himself grabbing Mal's spit-slick
dick and kissing his way, after sucking on Mal's heavy balls, back between
the muscular legs towards his buddy's fuck-hole and started rimming him. It
was just naturally what came next.

Alongside them Nightwing, Jericho, Aqualad, and Golden Eagle had already
fallen into their own four-man daisy chain. Only Cyborg, Gnark, and Beast
Boy were still upright—or mostly so since Beast Boy was being held
upside-down servicing the others' pricks while their mouths concentrated on
his emerald fuck-shaft. Beast Boy had been trying to take both his lovers'
big dicks into his mouth, but it was proving impossible. Human anatomy just
wouldn't allow it. Even though he could do some justice to Cyborg,
stretching wide enough to allow enough of the dark shaft to slide into his
mouth to really pleasure him, Gnark the caveman was just hung too big. Even
trying to take no more than the head into his mouth made the shifter's jaws
protest. Then something in the green-skinned boy's brain clicked, and his
powers kicked in unconsciously.  Beast Boy lost focus for a moment and his
head partially shifted. His lower mandible detached from the upper, the
same way a snake's jaw unhinges. Gnark's caveman's cock had been prodding
at Gar's face-hole, never managing to get much more than the head
inside. Then suddenly Gnark found his fuck-meat sliding deeper into the hot
mouth than it ever had before. Not only that, Cyborg's dark shaft now fit
into the gaping green maw as well. Beast Boy was almost in tears as the two
cocks plowed away into his mouth, teasing the top of his throat. For a
total cock-sucking virgin, Beast Boy was proving surprisingly adept at the
art, and his two lovers were losing no time not taking advantage of the
situation.

The light flashed, and Cyborg and Gnark fell to the floor (taking Beast Boy
with them). Lying on their backs, they maneuvered around until they had
interlocked their legs and forced their pelvises together so that their two
cocks jutted proudly into the air like a two-headed monster. Beast Boy
drooled saliva onto the heavy shafts while Gnark used his fingers to tease
the boy's hairy green asshole open. Gar groaned and knew what he had to
do. He straddled his buds and slowly began to lower himself onto their
combined manhood. His ass was tingling with anticipation, but some instinct
warned him to relax his guardian muscle. Mister Sphincter met the
Two-Headed Fuck Monster and slowly opened up to let them inside.

"Aiyee!" Beast Boy squealed as they spread his ass wide, and he began to
bounce up and down on the two dicks.

"So big! So full! So—fuck me!"

As if that was the invitation they'd been waiting for, both Cyborg and
Gnark started thrusting up into the bottomless green asshole.

"You are so hot, Gar!" Cyborg groaned, "Tighten that little ass for me,
buddy!"

Gnark simply released primeval grunts as his cock plumbed Changeling's
guts, rubbing against Cyborg's big brown shaft as it did so.

Beast Boy hazarded a glance towards his other friends. Speedy was there on
his hands and knees being spit-roasted. Mal plunged into the red-head's
mouth while Kid Flash fucked his ass. Judging from the sounds Speedy was
making, Kid Flash had to be using his powers to get more stimulation per
thrust than was humanly possible. The result of the twin stimulations was
an obvious puddle of pre-cum growing under Speedy's hips.

Beyond them Aqualad was sitting astride Nightwing, impaled on the
vigilante's intoxicating shaft. The two dark-haired hunks undulated,
recapitulating a dance as old as time itself. Blond Golden Eagle was on his
back, his legs spread as the equally blond Jericho knelt between them and
plunged in and out of the west-coast Titan's ass. It was fucking heaven.


Outside the new She-Titans, along with Lilith, Bumblebee, Harlequin (the
original, not Joker's mad infatuated girlfriend), and Bat Girl (again, the
original, not the one in the purple spandex) tried time and again to break
into the warehouse, but the shield was incredibly strong.

"How does Crime Master have such a thing in his arsenal?" Starfire
demanded.

"That's not the right question," Raven said.  "Maybe if we tried..."
Bumblebee said.

"Even colder," Raven told her.

"Maybe," Wonder Girl said, hesitantly, "Maybe we should call in the big
guns? The JLA?"

"Bingo," the mystic said.

"Wait, you have access to the JLA?" said Harlequin, "Then why did you never
call them in back in the old days when we found ourselves in a fix!?"

"Probably because we thought we could take care of anything. We were kind
of jerks back then, like most teenagers," Wonder Girl admitted.

"Fifteen love," said the white-faced heroine, "Well, what are you waiting
for?"

Inside the light flashed again, and the copulating youths slid towards one
another, turning their couplings and three-ways into a single, epic
super-orgy. Ten muscular young male bodies sought and gave pleasure in
whatever way presented itself. Willing holes, oral and anal, opened to
throbbing fuck-poles. Kisses rained from unoccupied mouths onto any flesh
that presented itself. And hands teased and stroked and kneaded.

At the other end of the video feed, Lex Luthor keyed a mike and said, "All
teams, get ready to scramble. I'm about to initiate level 10. The JLA has
just been alerted, so we'll only have a few minutes in which to secure our
volunteers. Remember, don't worry about cleaning up--either them or the
scene. Cram the butt plugs I gave you into their asses and get the cock
rings on them. When you've done that, get them into the vans and get
out. We can complete the rest of their outfitting en route. And be sure to
grab their uniforms. We can use those for bait later."

Or for jerk off material, Luthor mused.

He smiled at the video feed again and said, "Are you ready, boys?"

The light flashed a final time, and everything seemed to happen at
once. Nightwing felt a familiar tingle run up his urethra. Golden Eagle's
balls pulled up so tight against the base of his cock that it looked like
he had none, while Speedy's nuts almost danced in his scrotum. Mal looked
like he was having a seizure while Gnark and Beast Boy threw back their
heads and let out sounds that were more animal than human. The only thing
that concerned the bodies and brains of the ten young heroes was the
ecstasy that accompanied their cocks pumping out wad after wad of hot
boy-juice. Nightwing was afraid that his orgasm would never end (even
though it was actually over in less than a minute). The release was that
intense. Then they all collapsed in a pile of flesh and fluids.

After the purple white light died away, recovery teams rushed into the room
and fell on the spent boys. Dripping sperm, saliva, and sweat, the teens
were quickly fitted with the devices that would keep them incapacitated by
a fraction the purple ray's power. Luthor's henchmen were good; otherwise
they became ex-henchmen. They tossed the Titans into waiting vans and sped
away.


Outside, the girls heard the bestial cries of the boys' orgasms but had no
context with which to interpret them.  "X'hal!" Starfire cried, "What
torture is the fiend inflicting on them?!"

Then the XX-clusion shield struck out at them one last time. It doubled its
perimeter and slammed into the girls. Caught unawares, they all flew
through the air again and landed in heaps many yards away.

When the JLA finally arrived, the girls were just coming to and digging
themselves out of the rubble.

"Where?" demanded Superman.

Wonder Girl pointed at the warehouse.

"But there's a shield up that repulses women," she said.

"We'll see about that," Wonder Woman said grimly.

The most powerful heroes on the planet charged the warehouse and ran
into—nothing. The shield was gone, the warehouse empty.

"Where are they?" Bat Girl said.

All that was left of the ten Titan man-orgy was a large and embarrassingly
biological wet stain in the middle of the floor.

"I don't like this," said Batman.