Date: Sun, 3 Jan 2021 11:33:42 +0000 (UTC) From: corpusdawg88@aim.com Subject: Supersons part two I woke up on the warehouse floor. I had my briefs on and my hands were locked behind my back. My utility belt and uniform was on the floor next to me with an unconscious and naked Jon not too far away. Blockbuster's men were busy loading crates on to the trucks in a hurry, they all ignored us. I tried to struggle but my head was pounding and my ass felt like it had been torn apart. Flashes of what had happened raced through my mind but I ignored them as I tried to get free. Before I could Blockbuster walked up to me. "Awake? How you feeling?" he asked with fake concern, "Little sore?" I wanted to kill him so badly. He crouched down, "I don't know how you found this place but now that you have we have to burn it. It's a shame because we put a lot of work into these places. You see, this is a safe house for Gotham villains. We know you Batfreaks have little batbunkers all over so we decided to make some ourselves. We all got together and stored our stuff here, in case we needed to reload in a hurry. Everyone has stuff here, that's a crate of umbrellas, over there is some venom, that is Crane's crap, scary stuff. All of this work and you two brats ruined it." He leaned down, "And I guess we ruined you too." I wanted to strike out at him. "Anyways, we're taking what we can and burning the rest. I don't know what will happen, you got Crane's gas, Ivy's pollen, even some Joker shit in there too...you gave such a good fuck I'd get you kids free first, but then I think...nah." He stood up and the last of trucks were closed. "Enjoy whatever is about to happen," he said walking towards his vehicle, "If somehow you survive and find your ass aching for another round...I'm in Bludhaven." They drove off as the remaining supplies exploded, filling the entire area with a toxic fog of chemicals. I edged over towards my belt and pressed the panic button with my nose, whoever was nearby will come quickly and get us out of this. The mist had a tingling smell, like smelling an electrical storm almost. A flood of emotions danced through my brain and I closed my eyes and held my breath. Jon gasped in his sleep, his body twitched all over as he seemed to be having a nightmare of some sorts. My vision started to blur as I felt my air running out, I took a small inhale to refresh my lungs and whatever it was hit me and I felt like I was instantly in a dream. Rationally I knew it was Crane's gas but instead of being afraid the whole thing seemed ridiculous. I giggled as I took a deep breath, relishing the loss of control. Something has happening. The pain, that was the gaping hole that used to be my ass no longer hurt, in fact it began to tingle. All my sores, aches, everything, started to fade and I felt a rush of power as my body began to adjust. Jon moaned and his cock began to lengthen again and I felt myself part hypnotized by it and part terrified of it. I tested the chains again and this time I found I could move them with ease. Straining I bust the cuffs like they were plastic, my wrists weren't even sore from bending the thick metal. "Venom," I realized and then laughed at the simplicity of it. There was so much crap in the air right now, it was all effecting us. I felt the wild abandonment that came from Joker's gas, the steroid rage of Venom, the stark fear from Scarecrow's gas....and the lust, the pure fucking lust from Ivy's plants. I moved over towards Jon and shook him, my eyes never leaving that cock. He stirred, his eyes wide at first with fear of what had happened, and then he took a deep breath.. And smiled. He felt it too, the lack of inhibitions, the fucking rage to do what he wanted and the sex....good god the sex. "They left," I said after a few seconds. He had started looking around the warehouse for his playmates. "We follow them?" he asked, again not caring he was buck naked. I was about to answer when a form dropped from the sky. Dick Grayson was my adoptive brother and a pain in my ass. He was the first Robin and so everyone seemed to think he was the best, which is laughable to say the least. I have found many, many faults with him since I first met him, but his physique was not one of them. At 28 he was what anyone with eyes would call a perfect human specimen. He had the body of an Olympic athlete, the looks of a cover model and the ass of a porn star. I had always been envious of the way he looked, because I knew even when I was his age, I would not be as beautiful. Normally this would make me upset and lash out, but in my current state it incited another emotion another desire. I wanted to destroy him carnally. All of this passed through my mind in an instant as he landed and took the situation in, He was wearing a rebreather of course, because Nightwing was always prepared for everything. He was perfect. "I got your signal, you ok?" I faked innocence and nodded a little, he moved forward with another rebreather, "I don't know what's in the air but let's..." I moved in a flash, I hit him under his chin, knocking his mask off and then hit him once in the soloplex. The effect was instantaneous, he inhaled quickly from my blow and took the effects of the gas in one hit. He shook his head as his senses were overwhelmed by the drugs. He had the same inoculations as I did but I had been exposed to this swamp over time. He was taking it in all at the same time. He looked around frantically, obvious terrified at his own shadow, his hands were shaking as his eyes met mine. "W-what...." He was off balance, I needed to keep him that way so the drugs could sink into his system. "Oh my god look at that!" I pointed down towards Jon's naked body. His head moved to look and then he froze. Jon was still on his back, propped up by his elbows. His body was smooth and toned, not a boy's frame but not quite a man's. He was hairless everywhere except for some peachfuzz on his legs. But Nightwing wasn't looking at any of that. His gaze was fixed on the massive cock that jutted out of the preteen's hairless crotch. Damian smiled as he saw his older brother lick his lips unconsciously. "Look at that,"I whispered in his ear, "Look at that cock...it's huge." I knew Dick Grayson has a larger dick than the one he was looking at but on Jon's body it looked massive. Normally, there was no way the super straight Nightwing would even care about another dick, much less one of a preteen, but there was a lot swimming around in the hero's head. One, he was incredibly horny because of Ivy's pollen. Though straight as could be, the desire to get off was slowly starting to eat at his brain completely. There was the conditioning of the Venom, that boiled down human responses to that of an animal and though normally an alpha, Nightwing was crippled by fear at the moment because of the scarecrow gas and was seeing Jon's cock as the superior tool. He was seeing Jon as the superior specimen. "It's huge..." Nightwing echoed, his voice sounding tiny. "He knows you're looking at it!" Nightwing looked at Jon and could see the boy's eyes locked with his. Damian was thrilled to see Dick's gaze break and the older man look down. "Aren't you hot?" Damian asked, "It is so hot in here." Nightwing nodded and pulled at the collar of his uniform. "Take it off then," I said softly "It's just us." He nodded and unzipped his jacket, revealing his perfectly smooth chest and 8 pack. Don't get me wrong, we were all in great shape, but Dick took it to another level somehow. His large nipples were just there, dying to be tweaked and I could see the bulge in Grayson's pants, behind the protective cup. "Here let me help," I said, undoing his belt and tossing his arsenal of gadgets aside. "Wait..." he said unsure. "Relax," I assured him, pulling off one of his boots, "You'll feel better in a second." I tossed the boot away and pulled at the other one. "No, need to stay clothed..." he said weakly. "Look," I said pointing at Jon, "He's naked, you're going to upset him." The thought of upsetting Jon made his eyes grow wide and he let me take the other boot off without protest. I undid his pants, "Lift your ass up," I commanded. He did as I said, his eyes locked on Jon and his kryptonian cock. I pulled his leggings off, leaving him with a black jock strap that was not hiding his cock. It was long and thick and slipping out the side of the garment as he just stared at Jon's member. "So hot right?" I whispered in his ear. Dick shook his head, trying to resist the urge. Jon grabbed this cock and began to stroke it slowly, Dick looked like he was hypnotized. "How bad do you want that?" I asked, watching Dick mesmerized, "How bad do you want to taste it?" A bead of precum formed on the tip of Jon's dick and I saw Dick fixate on it instantly. I pushed Dick's head down towards it and slowly he moved closer to it, his mouth open, tongue ready. Once he was eye level with it I stopped and he kept moving towards it on his own, the desire was too much to resist any more. I held my breath as I watched Dick Grayson, straight, all American boy, lean down and lick the precum off of a 12 year old's cock. Once he tasted it the fight was over, Dick let out a throaty moan as he began to lick Jon's incredible cock, worshiping the preteens dick with all he was worth. Jon let out a gasp as he saw the older man service him shamelessly, licking up and down the length of his dick like it was the sweetest candy. There was no way Grayson could get free of this now, his mind was overwhelmed with lust and with the venom making him want to service Jon's superior cock, he was halfway to becoming a cumslut already. Since he was distracted by Jon's dick, I decided to take a taste of the most wanted ass in all the world. My spread Dick's perfect cheeks and shoved my tongue up hit virgin hole. Dick let out a groan as I pushed my tongue up into his incredibly tight ass. He was trying to push back onto my face while clenching his ass at the same time, trying to force my tongue out. He was conflicted as I pushed further and further into him, he was impossibly tight and I wanted to wreck it all the more now. His muscles were too tight for my tongue and I was getting frustrated. I pulled away, leaving him to service Jon's cock in peace as I walked over to his utility belt. I popped a side compartment and a small, black rod slipped out. I pushed a small button n the side and it expanded into a full sized escrmia stick. I licked the tip of it, covering it in saliva and moved back over to Grayson's ass. I pressed the tip of the stick u to his hole and I saw him pause for a moment. I pushed the weapon into him and saw his back arch as it pushed past his muscle and entered him mercilessly. I heard him whimper as I pushed the stick into him, ravishing his untouched hole with his own weapon again and again. I fucked him with half the length of the stick, forcing it into him as hard as I could. He resisted for as long as he could but after a minute of this I felt his ass relax and the stick plunged all the way into him and he came off of Jon's cock with a moan. "DAMIAN!" he called out as the entire stick penetrated him, leaving only the handle sticking out of his ass. Now with his reluctance gone I fucked him with his weapon without pause. The stick slid in and out of his athletic hole without resistance now and he was pushing back into it, feeling the erotic burn of his own debasement overtake him. Jon was shoving the older man's face down on his cock, making Nightwing choke on the preteen's giant cock. It was a sight to see, the superhero's world most eligible bachelor being spit roasted by two preteen boys in the middle of a dirty warehouse. And he was loving it. He was now pushing back onto this own weapon, trying to force even more of it into him as gagged on the cock halfway down his throat. I pulled the stick out of him with a wet squelch and he let out a disappointed moan. Grabbing a hunk of his hair I pulled him off Jon's cock, Dick looked at me with desperate eyes. "Fuck yourself on his cock," I commended. He looked confused for a moment, the memory of his own heterosexuality passing through his mind so I shoved his head down to look at Jon's glistening cock. Covered in his own saliva, the center of Dick Grayson's universe. He moved to straddle Jon's waist and took hold of the boy's dick with one hand. Closing his eyes Nightwing guided the boy's cockhead to his tiny, jock hole. The boy's cock plunged into the man's hole with a startled gasp from both. Dick felt himself willingly take a boy's cock into him and Jon felt his cock slip into one of his personal heroes. Both of them held still for a moment before Jon thrust up into Dick, causing the man to call out as the cock sank halfway into his hole. Dick put a hand on Jon's smooth chest, to steady himself as that massive cock slowly sank further and further into him. "Fuck..." Dick hissed as he felt that kryptonian meat force it's way into his straight, virgin ass inch by inch. "So big...fuck kid...." Dick's cock was rock hard as he balanced himself on Jon's cock, the tip of it was angry and purple, precum sliding down it's long length as he slowly pulled himself up. Halfway he sank back down, another sigh on contentment as he felt his ass fill up with preteen cock. I watched Dick's massive cock bounce up and down as he learned how to fuck himself one thrust at a time. Jon laid there, relishing in watching a full gown super hero debase himself on his dick. The feeling of Nightwing's ass spasming around his meat, the looks of pain and pleasure coming off of Dick's handsome face as he raised and lowered himself onto that dick. It was slow at first but after about a minute of getting adjusted, Grayson started speeding up, slamming that perfect ass onto Jon's cock harder and harder. Finally he hooked his legs under Jon and began to pull himself down onto the throbbing member, really fucking himself on it as hard as he could. "Fuck...yeah....fuck....your cock...fuck kid...your cock is...." Dick was panting. "You like that?" Jon asked, putting his hands on Dick's muscular thighs, "You want more?" Dick nodded as sweat fell from his forehead. Jon slammed his hips up, impaling Nightwing on the full length of his cock. Dick's eyes flew open in shock as he felt the entire length of Jon's cock enter him and then a huge smile as he felt his ass expand to accept it. The warehouse was filled with sounds of flesh smacking flesh as Nightwing rode Superboy's cock as hard as he could. "Fuck me," Dick babbled, "Fuck me harder Superboy...fill me....ung..." Jon hearing the man beg gave him what he wanted and really started to slam into him. Stroking my cock I watched my older brother get fucked by my 12 year old friend, as turned on as I ever had been before. I walked over and stood in front of Dick, watching him ride Jon's cock like a fucking hand puppet. I presented my cock to him and without any hesitation he opened his mouth and began to suck me off. This was beyond my wildest dreams, having Nightwing fucking himself while blowing me...I grabbed both sides of his face and shoved him down on my length, showing my dominance, proving who he would serve from now on. Grayson's tongue lavished praise on my dick as Jon fucked him, all three of us completely caught up in Ivy's lust pollen. "Fuck me harder!" Dick screamed, coming his mouth coming off my cock, "Shove more of that fucking cock in me!" Jon complied as his hips came off the floor as he thrust up into Dick. But it wasn't enough, Dick had become addicted to cock and wanted more. I pulled away from him, his hungry mouth trying to follow my cock with his tongue out. I grabbed the discarded stick and pressed it up against Jon's hard cock. Dick froze as he felt the new intrusion and I heard him give out a pained, "Wait..." before I shoved it into him, both the stick and Jon's cock fighting for space in his tiny, little hole. Dick let out a gasp as he felt his hole stretch even further as the stick slid up against Jon's length, double penetrating him for the first time. Once they were both in him Dick paused, letting his hole adjust to the new girth. With deliberate slowness he pulled up, feeling both of them slide across his prostate before slamming back down again. He did it again and I lost my grip on the weapon, the handle slipping up inside of him. "Fuck! YES.....YES...!!" Dick cried out as now got fucked by twice the cock he had before. I watched as Dick's cock leaked profusely now as Jon slammed upwards into his hero. I watched as Dick Grayson, the straightest man I knew fucked himself harder and harder until his own incredible dick began to pulse...and then shoot hands free. "I'm cumming....I'm fucking cumming!!" he raged as his cock sprayed cum everywhere, his first anal orgasm being one for the record books. Jon though wasn't done, he kept thrusting up into Nightwing, the man holding on for dear life as the preteen fucked him within an inch of his life. All Dick could do was hold on as his ass was assaulted by nine inches of kryptonian cock. I began to stroke myself as I watched Jon floated up and spun Dick onto his back. Nightwing looked up as Jon bore down on him, completely bent on breeding the older man. "Fuck...fuck..." Dick grunted as Jon slammed him again and again. I began to stroke myself as I saw Grayson's cock begin to harden almost instantly. Moving over to that perfect face I straddled his mouth as I shoved my cock down his throat. Dick gagged as I face fucked him as hard as I could. His hands grabbed my ass after a second and then started pulling me down onto him, his tongue worshiping every inch of my dick. "Close..." Jon grunted, his hips a blur as he fucked Dick harder and harder. "Same," I said, feeling my dick begin to tingle. "Face?" Jon asked and I nodded. He pulled out of Dick with a wet plop, his cock in his hand and he moved to Dick's face. I pulled my dick out and we both stood over the older man jerking our cocks over him. He looked up hungrily, mouth open, tongue out. We both came, our cum raining down on that fucking model like face, watching him try to catch as much of our spooge as possible as the most erotic thing I had seen. We covered his face with cum as we both emptied our nuts onto him. Dick laid there, licking as much as he could with his tongue before using his finger to feed himself more of our load. I smiled and looked over to where our discarded gear was and saw my mask was still in place... Recording every single second.