Tim
I woke up to Bart's face in mine.
"Bart?" I asked, feeling Conner move in his sleep, pulling me closer.
"I want in."
I rubbed at my eyes, "What? The bed?" I opened the covers, "Ok come in."
He shook his head, "No, I mean the link."
Now I was awake, "What? We've been through this; your metabolism will burn through the scent…"
"We can work around that!" he insisted.
"Can the two of you please fuck off?" Conner said with a groan, turning over and facing away from us.
I sighed and got out of bed, Bart looked my naked form up and down and I let him, being in the pack had diminished my self-consciousness about being naked around people. I grabbed some boxers and slipped them on and pointed to the door.
We walked out as Conner curled up next to Donnie and went back to sleep, I closed the door behind us.
"Tim…" Bart began to whine.
"No Bart!" I snapped, "We are not messing with your powers just so you can enjoy sex more."
"It's not about that Tim!" he replied as we walked into the kitchen, "You guys are sharing feelings, thoughts…I want that too!"
I started my coffee, "Bart look…"
He grabbed my shoulders and spun me around, "Since the moment I arrived here I've been alone. Max, Wally, everyone, they just don't get me. I have never felt so alone than when I ended up here, and I thought with Young Justice it would get better…but it didn't. You, Conner and Cassie were so close…and I was just comedy relief. And it got worse in the Titans, I had to have my kneecaps blown off before you guys even noticed I was a person. And now…now it's like being in a room with a bunch of telepaths. You guys just laugh and smile but say nothing…"
I had no idea it had bothered Bart so much.
I reached over and hugged him, and he stopped talking.
"We'll stop doing that Bart…but we can't risk messing with your powers because you're lonely."
He looked up at me, his face a mask of anger and hurt and then he was gone.
I went back to my coffee talking to myself, "Morning Tim, oh hey Bart, I slept well thanks…"
Oracle Terminal B05 –ONLINE–
–Unidentified subject approaching perimeter–
–Scanning….Scanning…–
–Biometric data incoming…data breach…error…error…–
–Mary had a little lamb, little lamb…error, error…–
–Terminal compromised, reboot in process…–
–Rebooting…Rebooting…–
–Reboot complete…scanning…scanning…–
–Perimeter clear…terminal standing down…–
–OFFLINE—
Tim
When I walk back into the room Dick is riding Donnie like a bronco horse.
Watching Nightwing slam that perfect ass down on that cock is just amazing…I pull up a chair and slip my boxers off and enjoy the show.
I began to stroke myself as I watched the muscles in Dick's back move as he fucked himself. Conner was lying next to them, watching with hungry eyes but unable to touch himself under orders of Donnie. Seems like he was still being punished for Tommy.
"Oh fuck me…fuck me…" Dick groaned, pushing himself down on Donnie's cock while Donnie thrust upwards. Dick's whimpers were so hot…my hand sped up as I watched Donnie pull him down, shoving his whole cock up into that ass in one go. Conner was going to cry he was so turned on, he looked like a dog that was forced to balance a treat on his nose and not able to eat it.
All I could see was Dick arching his back, pushing back into Donnie's thrusts.
It was a common joke around the cave that Dick was the worst kind of morning person. He would wake up, stretch and then drop to the floor and start doing pushups. He'd move to some crunches and basically work up a sweat before jumping in the shower. Then he usually walked around his apartment in a towel, eating breakfast and checking emails before he threw on some compression shorts and actually work out.
It was sickening to watch.
So, seeing the first thing he did today was climb onto Donnie's cock to work up a sweat…it was enjoyable to watch on many levels.
Donnie growled and sat up, pushing Dick back onto his back. I watched as Dick's muscular legs spread wide as his master began to breed him. Dick's whimpers were like honey as he closed his eyes and let Donnie fuck him savagely. Watching that perfect body be used for sex was amazing and from the feelings I was getting from him he was loving it as well. Dick could feel Donnie's lust for him, the admiration we all had for his physique and the love we shared for each other and was in bliss.
This was always what Dick wanted, the be pretty and to be loved for being pretty. He had nowhere to be, nothing to do, his entire life was spreading his legs for us, and that reality made him sing. As Donnie plowed him, he raised his hands over his head and moaned, his cock was rock hard smearing precum all over his eight pack as Donnie slammed into him over and over.
"Such a perfect cunt," Donnie snarled, one hand closing around Dick's throat. "My cunt!"
Dick didn't even try to fight him, he laid there and let Donnie slowly choke him as he was fucked to death. His face grew red as Donnie squeezed harder and harder…Dick gasped as he struggled to breathe, his cock pulsing as his vision blurred.
"Come on slut," Donie raged, "Take that cock…squeeze it! Tighten that hole!"
I could feel the pleasure move through Donnie as Dick complied…his whole body shaking in response.
My hands blurred as my balls began to tingle…but I knew I couldn't cum until Donnie did.
"You want my load? Huh whore?"
Dick grunted and nodded…his eyes rolling back in his head.
Donnie roared as he flooded Dick's ass…my own cock exploded over my chest seconds later, the pleasure we were all feeling echoing in our heads. Conner sobbed as his cock erupted as well…our ecstasy pushing him over the edge.
Donnie collapsed on Dick, both of them covered in sweat and cum.
"Thank you, sir," Dick croaked, his voice broken and raw.
Donnie glanced over at me, "You want a ride?"
God did I.
"I need to go by my apartment, everything I have is covered with cum. I'm going to grab some fresh clothes and everything I need in case we need to move."
He nodded, "Hurry back."
I smiled and stood up, "I'll only be a second."
Conner crawled over to them and began to lap the cum off their hard bodies and I could sense another round of sex was about to start. I practically ran out of there before I was tempted to join them. I threw on my least soiled clothes and grabbed my helmet before heading down to the hanger. When I had moved to San Francisco Dick had warned me about the parking problem and suggested I find something other than a car to get around.
So, I left Redwing behind and had a motorcycle built.
I won't go into the specifics but let's just say this bike could give a couple of the Batmobiles a run for their money. It also had an incognito mode where it looked like just another souped up bike. I sped out of the underground tunnel that connected the Tower to the mainland and came out just north of Chinatown. I had bought a penthouse close by as Tim Drake, CEO of Wayne Enterprises, so there was plausible deniability why Tim Drake and Robin were both seen on the West Coast.
The first thing I did was clear out the interior of the penthouse and rebuilt to my specs. I housed an Oracle terminal inside, making my personal computer an extension of the Batcomputer and then installed the best security I could design. It would be easier to break into the Watchtower than it would to break into my apartment, just the way I liked it.
As I walked towards my door it unlocked and opened automatically, I had been scanned and identified the moment I cleared the 35th floor. It knew who I was and reacted accordingly. I dropped my helmet and kicked my shoes off and pulled my shirt off, I needed a shower and some of my own coffee…maybe…
"I'm going to stop you before you strip completely."
Pure fucking terror raced up my spine as I spun and dropped to a defensive stance…and saw Amanda Waller sitting in my chair.
She smiled, "That's how you surprise someone."
"Shit," I said, putting my hands on my knees as I struggled to catch my breath.
"Why don't you make us some coffee while you try not to have a heart attack." She suggested, "We have a lot to cover."
Several snarky responses came to mind…but I just nodded and went to the kitchen. I thought about putting my shirt on but said fuck it, I had nothing to hide.
Dick
After another round of sex and a shower, I made my way to the control room.
Tim had made it clear when he added me to the pack that we needed more people, people who we could trust and use against Luthor.
I had only one name on my list.
I logged onto Oracle and waited for the connection to validate.
"Oracle online," the female voice said.
"Find Red Hood."
"Searching…searching…searching…" the intoned.
This was wrong, it should never take this long for Oracle to find one of us.
"Red Hood is not online," it finally said.
"When was he last online?"
"Searching…39 hours ago."
"Where was he?"
"Suicide Slums."
Metropolis?
"Any case files?"
"None found."
Usually, we log case files with Oracle in case something just like this happens, we can leave breadcrumbs for the rest of us to find each other. Jay rarely did, instead using his helmet to store his information.
"When was the last time Red Hood's helmet was synched?"
"11 days, 3 hours ago."
God damnit Jay, he had been warned about this shit.
"Run a search on…"
"Whatcha doing?" Conner asked, coming up behind me.
"Looking for Jason, he's off the grid."
His hands moved over my shoulders, "He's a big boy, he's probably doing his criminal shit."
"I know but…shit that feels good…" I moaned, his hands digging into my muscles.
"I can make you feel better…Donnie said I get to play now."
"But Jason…" I said, my interest in anything but getting fucked by Conner melting under his touch.
"Can wait…come on bitch…I want to mount you…"
I felt my cock lurch and logged Oracle off, Conner as right, Jason was an adult…he knew how to take care of himself.
He threw me over his shoulder and walked me back to my room, he said he wanted to fuck me where I had fucked Kory…and I had never wanted anything more than that in my life.
Tim
"Ospina Dynasty with a dab of elvish honey straight from Turkey," I say handing her a cup.
She inhaled deeply, "I think this cup of coffee costs more money than I make in a month."
I sat across from her, "I have particular tastes."
She took a sip, "Oh I've heard," I leveled a look at her, and she laughed, "Oh calm down boy wonder, I would be more concerned if you didn't have sexual secrets. These days your appetites wouldn't even make it on TMZ, you're safe."
"Fine," I said finishing my cup, "So if I was to ask how you got in here?"
She took a sip, "I'd tell you to go fuck yourself."
I nodded, "Fair answer, so then what are you doing here?"
"We need to talk," she held her cup up, "Can I have another please? I've been up for a couple of days."
I sighed and took the cup, this was her show, all I could do was let her unfold it in the way she wanted. I poured us both fresh cups and added the honey, "Are you hungry? I can heat something up."
"I've seen what you have in your fridge, I'll pass."
I grit my teeth and walked back with the coffee, I handed her a cup and sat down, "So how long you plan on dragging this out?"
She took a long sip and smiled, "I'm not dragging anything out, I am honestly exhausted."
I sat there and sipped my own coffee, knowing there was no point in rushing her. She was going to move at her own pace no matter what I did.
Once she was done with her second cup, she looked at me and said, "I need you to tell me everything you know about the clone Lex is after."
Her abruptness stunned me for a moment…and then I laughed out loud.
"You're joking right?"
"Yes, because I am well known for my sense of humor."
"Lady I'm not going to tell you anything. I mean why should I?"
She leaned forward, "Because you and me can only do our job when we have the all the information. I know most of this story, but I need the rest."
"Our job?" I sputtered, "We don't do the same job!"
"Don't we?" she asked.
"No!" I said shocked, "You can't be so delusional that…"
"There's a prince in Bialya, he worth upwards of a billion dollars. His family supplies over 70 percent of the oil that keeps our country running, they also allow us to use military bases so we can operate in that part of the world and keep some of the world's worst people in check. This prince is a monster, a complete and total piece of shit. His sexual desires are best compared to a snuff film, women in his country know being chosen by him for a night is at best, a death sentence. Our government won't move against him, we need the oil. The intelligence agencies won't touch him, there isn't enough plausible deniability in the world if something happens to him. So, what do we do?"
I sat there silent.
"Do you and your friends step in? Oh, that's right, your kind don't insert yourself into politics, so who is going to help those women? Tell me Robin…who?"
I had no words.
"So, I send a team of criminals in and kill him, and the American government can deny all the live long day. Our jobs are to save people," she said, "There are just things you won't do…which leaves it to me."
"It's not the same thing…" I try to reason.
She sits backs and sighs, "Moses and Jesus are playing golf. Moses steps up to the tee and hits a beautiful shot 250 yards straight down the middle of the fairway. Jesus steps up to the tee and hooks the ball into the trees. Jesus looks up into the heavens, raises his arms, and suddenly the sky darkens. A thunderclap rings out, rain pours down, and a stream rises among the trees. The golf ball floating on top finds its way into the mouth of a fish. Then a bird flies down and takes the fish and the ball out over the green, drops it in the cup for a hole-in-one."
I look at her confused.
"Jesus turns to Moses with a satisfied grin, and Moses says, 'Look. You wanna play golf or you wanna fuck around?'" She leaned closer, "What is it Robin, you wanna play golf or you wanna fuck around?"
I said nothing for a long time…just staring at her. Finally, I asked, "Why should I trust you?"
She let out a sharp bark of laughter, "You shouldn't, never trust anyone. But this isn't trusting me, this is sharing information. Lex is already five moves ahead of us and we are never going to catch up. This is what he wants, he wants us at odds with each other, not putting the pieces together."
"How do I know you have anything I need to know?"
She smiled, "Now that is the first good question you've asked. I am going to tell you six words I have not told anyone in the world. Six words that will change your life and then you will tell me everything."
I smiled back, "Try me."
So, she did.
And I began telling her everything about Donnie and the pack as quickly as I could.
Keystone City
"All I am saying is that after all this time they just take me for granted, don't you agree?"
Leonard Snart snarled as he fired his ice gun, "Stand still damnit!"
Bart dodged the beam easily, "I mean how do you and the Rouges keep it fresh? Do you all have movie nights? Paintball? What's your secret?"
"I'm going to kill you!" he raged, firing again and again…and missing.
"Leonard," Bart sighed, "You're not listening to me either!"
A blur surrounded Captain Cold for a moment and when it stopped Snart was in his boxer shorts tied up, all his gear safely out of reach. Bart knelt down, "You know I met a version of you that was younger and hotter…he ended up marrying The Ray. Any chance you have an open mind about that?"
Snart snarked at him, "I ain't no queer!"
Bart shook his head, "No big loss, gay you was much hotter anyways."
And he was gone.
To the normal person it took less than 18 seconds from Bart to race from Keystone to Titans Tower, barely enough time for someone to compose their thoughts. But to Bart it was a lifetime. He had time to fondly remember his time in the future, living a whole lifetime in virtual reality. He had learned to socialize, empathize and even explore his sexuality in there…then his grandmother brought him to the past to cure his rapid aging…
And he found that it was SOOOO boring!
This era was so backwards, worried about things like political parties and sexual orientation…all of these things would be done away with in the coming decades but that seemed like a lifetime to Bart. He had tried to hold out in this time period for as long as possible, but he was finally wondering if he needed to go home.
And stay there.
He raced across the bay, running so fast that the water seemed like a solid surface to him. He vibrated through the Tower and found the pack sitting in the common area…seemingly waiting for him.
"What did I do now?" he asked nervously.
Tim
I left my apartment; confident Waller could find her own way out.
My mind was racing, so many things to get in order…just to lose. If she was right, and there was no reason to think she wasn't, Lex was too many steps ahead of us already. I had hoped he had been spending his time coming after Donnie, I was wrong, and it looked like we were all going to pay for it.
But just because we were going to lose didn't meant we had lost.
Bruce had taught me that, there were some fights you couldn't win. No matter how prepared you were, how smart you acted, there was just no avenue to winning. But he also taught me, just because you lost the battle didn't mean you lost the war. We had one thing going for us, Lex was arrogant. He liked winning too much and in fact it was when he was ahead, he made the most mistakes.
I parked my bike and headed upstairs, I needed to huddle up with the pack.
"There you are," Dick said, meeting me halfway to the control room, "I know you are looking for more people to bring into the pack, I tried to find Jason for it but…"
"Jason won't work," I said cutting him off and pushing the intercom, "Can everyone please come to the common area?"
"You don't think so? What about Roy?"
I shook my head, "Won't work," I said moving past him, "I have someone in mind, but we need to figure out how to get him."
"What won't work?" he asked trailing behind, "Tim slow down!"
He grabbed my shoulder and I turned to face him, "We can't slow down Dick, we're almost out of time."
"Explain it to me."
I didn't have time for this.
"NO!" I snapped and he took a step back, "You aren't in charge Dick, remember?"
He nodded, not meeting my gaze.
"We can't take Jason or Roy and that's the end of it. Got it?"
"Yes sir," he said in a small voice.
I lifted his chin and smiled, "You're still breathtakingly beautiful."
His face lit up and he jumped up and kissed me, overjoyed to get praise from his better. I kissed him back and slammed him against the wall, feeling his hard body press next to mine. "Know your place bitch," I said when our mouths parted.
"Yes sir, sorry sir…" he said quietly.
I stroked that fucking gorgeous face, "I still love you."
His face brightened and I kissed him one more time before we headed into the common area. Donnie and Conner were there waiting.
"Dude, you know you can just call us through the link right?" Conner said.
"I do but I was hoping Bart was within earshot."
Donnie leaned forward, "What's wrong?"
I opened my mind and let them know the general outline of what Amanda had told me. I kept the details vague and mode sure they had no idea what I was planning. Conner's eyes widened while Donnie seemed to grow angry.
"What aren't you sharing?" he growled, and I felt my knees get weak.
I said quickly, dropping my gaze, "I have a plan."
"What plan?" he asked, I could feel him start to touch my mind.
I looked up and forced myself to say, "Don't."
He paused as Conner and Dick held their breath.
"What did you say to me?" Donnie asked, standing up.
"Please don't read my mind, none of you. Right now, just Amanda and I know what we know and trust me, that's two people too many. Lex is going to have a way to read our minds…none of us can know the plan."
"How are you going to avoid your thoughts being read?" Donnie asked.
"I'm not, I am going to wipe my memories once I put everything in place."
Dick asked, "Then how do we know what to do?"
"We will, trust me," I turned and looked at Donnie, "Trust me please!"
I could feel his anger, his temper making him nearly berserk…but he did trust me…he did.
We all just stood there, trying to calm our minds when Bart walked in and saw us all there in silence.
"What did I do now?" he asked nervously.
"You have a way to neutralize your metabolism?" I asked him.
He paused, "I do…but…wait! Are you serious? Are you fucking serious?"
I nodded, "If we can find a way to stop your brain from healing, then Donnie could rewrite your synapses to be in the pack. And when your powers came back it would assume that being in the pack is your default state, so it couldn't be erased."
He nodded so fast his head was a blur, "AndthenIcouldbeinthelinkandfeelyouguysandbelovedandfeel…"
I held a hand up, "We can't understand you, but you can do it?"
"We'd need a static warp bubble."
"Where the hell are we going to get that?" Conner asked.
"Any faster than light ship could make one."
Conner rolled his eyes, "Oh sure, cause those are just lying around."
"We have one," Dick said. Everyone looked at him. "In the hanger, there is a Tamaran scout ship with FTL capabilities."
Bart looked at me, "Can we do it?"
"You have access to the ship?" I asked Dick.
He nodded, "She'll listen to me."
"She?" I asked confused.
Dick walked us down to the hanger and walked over to an empty corner and said, "Gy'lok."
A ship uncloaked itself and a ramp unfolded, and a female voice intoned, "Greetings Son of Gray, I welcome you."
Dick looked at me, "Used to belong to Blackfire, Kory took charge of it and stored it here. The AI is named Xam and she is…friendly."
"It has been 32 Gremlons since the mistress visited us, is she well?"
"Kory is just fine," Dick said, "My friend here has some questions…"
"Holy crap!" Bart exclaimed walking into the hangar, "That's a classic '55 Tamaran Outrider with the factory interior!" he ran up the ramp and was instantly rebuffed back by a force field.
"Apologies speedster, you are not authorized entry."
I looked over at Bart, who was rubbing his nose, "What did I say?"
"Wait upstairs," he said miserably.
"And did you?"
He shook his head.
Sighing I looked back at Dick and gestured for him to continue.
"My friend has some questions for you, please give him my authorization."
"Hi," I said stepping up, "I'm Tim."
"Hello Tim, friend of Richard, how can I help you?"
"Are you capable of generating a static warp bubble?"
There was a small pause, "I am not familiar with that term."
I glanced back at Bart who got up and blurred next to me, "Can you modify your Trionic initiators to create a subspace fold without engaging propulsion?"
Another pause and a chirp, "That is a fascinating question, I could do so yes, but I have never tried before."
"You'd need to modify it to roughly 1,300 3,700 millicochranes to achieve it," Bart explained.
More chirps, "Yes, I can see how that would create such a bubble…why would you want to make one if I may ask?"
"The subspace shunt from it would effectively cut off all interdimensional energies that might be attached to a person," Bart answered, and I was once again kicking myself for forgetting how smart he really was.
"You are referring to the warp field around yourself?"
Bart smiled and looked at me, "She can see the speed force," and then to the ship, "Yes, I need to temporarily severe my connection to it."
More silence and chirps, "I can do that."
Bart looked at me and smiled, "She can do it!"
I glanced over at Dick, and he nodded, "Xam, please allow my friends full access of you."
"Of course, Son of Gray, consort of the mistress, bringer of the pleasure, master of…"
"Ok thanks!" Dick said cutting her off, "That's fine."
I grinned at him, "Bringer of pleasure?"
He was blushing badly, "Shut up."
Donnie walked into the hangar, "So we ready?"
I nodded, "Good to go."
Donnie looked at Bart, "You ready to submit?"
Bart looked like he was vibrating in place, "Yes sir!"
He gestured to the hatch, "Let's go."
They walked in and the ramp retracted, and the door sealed shut.
Leaving us to wait.
Bart
The door sealed behind us and for the first time in a long time, I was nervous.
Donnie's hand grasped my shoulder, "Deep breath pup, you can do this."
I nodded and turned to him, "I'm ready."
"You may think you are, but this is a process," he explained slowly.
"I don't care what I have to do…I just…"
"I need to break you down," he said cutting me off.
I stopped talking.
"I need to shatter your ego, your self-worth and only then can you submit."
That didn't sound like fun, "But I am submitting now!"
"It doesn't matter…I am going to have to break you. So, before we start, you sure you're ready?"
I wanted this, no I needed this. If this was what he needed to do…
I looked up at him and nodded.
"Tell her to turn it on," he said.
"Xam, initiate warp bubble."
"Compliance, activating Trionic initiators, modifying wavelength…1100, 1200, 1300 millicochranes…bubble achieved."
I could feel it instantly, my body stopped humming…I looked at my hand as my internal vibrations slowed, slowed…and finally stopped.
I was normal.
I turned, "Ok, I think…"
And I saw the real Donnie for the first time.
"Damn…" I said, looking him up and down.
He was perfect, I mean I know that word is thrown around a lot, but he was just…flawless. Don't get me wrong, he was hot before but now…fark me!
"Like what you see?" he asked, and I nodded, wiping the drool from my mouth. "Good, now strip."
I began to pull my uniform off, usually I did this in a blur, so it felt odd to do it as he watched me. It was also exciting. As I pulled my top off, he whistled and reached out to touch my torso, "Damn boy…do you even know what fat is?"
He traced the ridges of my abs, making me shiver.
"My normal metabolism burns all calories instantly," I said, pausing my stripping.
He looked me up and down like a piece of meat…and I loved it.
"Keep going…" he ordered, "I wanna see it all."
I slipped my leggings off, leaving me only in a jockstrap.
"Oh my god!" he said, kneeling down to look at my legs, "Flex these monsters for me."
I felt my face redden as I tightened my calves for him, he ran his hands up and down my legs, marveling in the muscles hidden beneath the skin.
"My god pup…you're beautiful!"
It had been so long before anyone had touched me like this, I just closed my eyes and relished it. He felt me up unabashedly, finally his hand moving over my pouch.
"And what do we have here?" he asked smiling, "You hiding some real meat in here?"
I nodded as he undid the clips holing my jock up, as soon as he released it my cock was freed and snapped up, slapping my abs with a meaty thud. Most people assume I am not that well-endowed because there is no bulge in my uniform when I run. The truth was my uniform was made of a special material invented in the 30th century to prevent friction from building up and tearing it. It also did a great job of hiding my size…let's just say my jock strap is bigger on the inside.
His hand barely wrapped around my shaft as he stood up, "Oh look at this…my pup has a bone, doesn't he?"
I nodded, biting my bottom lip as I whimpered. He slowly stroked me, making me moan like I had never been touched before. He moved closer and his scent surrounded me…my eye fluttered as I felt my brain flood my system with pleasure. I lean into him as he stroked me faster, I am mewling like a cat in heat as he pressed me up against the ship's bulkhead, his hand a blur over my tool.
"Come on pup…shoot for me…show me how much you like this…cum for your alpha!"
"Donnie…" I whine, feeling my balls start to tingle, "Oh god…"
His mouth was on my ear, "Come on pup…shoot for me."
My eyes rolled back in my head as i sprayed cum all over my chest and abs. I had never felt like this before, it felt great because someone had jerked me off, but there was another wave of ecstasy from following his orders. It was like an orgasm on top of another orgasm…just doing as he said.
I know understood how the guys became addicted to this.
He held his hand up to my face, "Clean up after yourself."
I lapped at his hand, eating my own load willingly…another wave of pleasure from doing as he said. Once it was clean, I sucked at his fingers…looking him in the eyes wanting more…
He took a step back and smiled, "Ok…undress me."
I began to strip his shirt off and had to stifle a gasp as I looked on his torso in awe. You have to understand, I am constantly surrounded by perfect people. Dick, Tim, Conner, heck even Wally all had flawless bodies. No fat, all lean muscle, insanely cut…I was used to it by now. But my rewired brain looked at Donnie and he put them all to shame. Without my metabolism my brain accepted the thoughts as truth, I nearly tore his shirt off and tossed it aside…wanting to touch him so bad…
"Keep going," he commanded.
I undid the first button of his jeans and my hands started to tremble. The second button revealed he was commando as I saw his pubic hair reveal itself…
"Hey!" he snapped, and I looked up at his face, "Keep. Going."
I nodded and kept going, by the last his soft cock was revealed, and I let out a low moan born of complete lust. I had a big dick, Conner had a huge cock, Tim was massive…and then there was Donnie. As soon as it was freed, I felt my knees tremble as I slowly sank to the floor, so I was eye to eye with it.
"Look at me."
I looked up and our eyes met, I felt the urge to cower back from him, just to show I wasn't in any way challenging him.
"Whose bitch are you?" he asked.
"Yours," I answered immediately, "Only yours."
"Who do you serve?"
"You Donnie," I said truthfully, "I am yours…"
He smiled, "Kiss it."
I leaned forward, pressing my lips against his cock, the warmth of it surprising me as I kiss it again and again…and then begin to lick it. I feel his hand grab the back of my head as I take his tip into my mouth, it fills it quickly as he gets hard.
"Suck my cock punk," he says forcing himself down my throat.
My jaw ached as he pushed that monster farther into my mouth without pause.
"Take it," he growled, "Take the whole fucking thing."
My throat burns as I begin to choke…my body screams as my mind floods my body with pleasure. I am gagging and choking here, and I have never felt so good in my life. My cock was rock hard again as I knelt there, just trying to take his whole length…
"That's it bitch…take that cock…take it all…"
My hands fell to my side as my air got low…he was just fucking my throat now, dragging that massive cock in and out of my throat like it was made for it. My sight began to blur as I felt his balls slap my chin, all I could do was gurgle as he face fucked me harder and harder…my cock throbbed as he got close to cumming.
"Come on cunt…take it…this is what you were made for…for my cock…my load…this is what you live for isn't it? Answer me isn't it?"
I tried to nod as my eyes rolled back, his voice sounded like it was coming from far away.
"Take my load you slut…take it…"
I felt his cock pulse in my throat, and I could tell he was shooting his massive load down my throat. My own cock fired again…spraying my own cum everywhere as I lost consciousness. I had not been this happy since coming from the future.
I dreamed of home and the adventures I had in virtual reality. I had a group of friends that were computer generated, I didn't understand until I came to the past that I realized they were loosely based on the Scooby Doo gang. I had been best friends with Tad, a blond-haired jock that was in a relationship with me and Darlene, the pretty, popular girl that solved mysteries with us.
After we'd solve a crime Tad would take us back to the van and I would ride him in the back while Darlene fucked him with a strap on. The three of us spend many a nights in the back of that van, just pleasuring ourselves mindlessly…I remember the feeling of Tad's cock splitting me apart with his huge cock and the way I would claw at his shoulders as I pushed myself down on it…
I swear I could hear my own voice screaming in the small van as I slammed down on him over and over…loving the feeling of him destroying my tight ass…
My eyes flew open as my own moans woke me…
I was straddling Donnie's lap as he sat in one of the pilot chairs. His cock was lodged up in me and I as holding on for dear life.
"Yeah, my bitch has a hungry pussy doesn't he?"
His words thrilled me, but my fuck fogged brain didn't care, all it knew was that his cock was touching me in ways I had never dreamed and it wanted more, so much more:
"Fuck yeah," my mouth babbles, "Fuck me, fuck me!!"
"You have a hungry pussy?" he asks slamming into next
"Fuck my pussy," I scream as my ass shoves itself back onto him. "Fuck my hungry pussy!!"
"Oh, fuck yeah," he groans, leaning into me, really starting to pound into me. I am completely lost now, the only thing I know is that cock and how much I needed it. I am fucking myself as hard as I can as his cock draws more and more begging from me.
"Harder!" I scream, "Fuck me harder!!"
He grabs my throat and squeezes, "You never tell me what to do."
I try to nod but can't move my head.
"I am in charge, I am in control…you are a thing to be fucked, a hole to be used."
I grabbed his hand but couldn't budge it as I began to suffocate.
"You are my thing, my fucking pocket pussy…you never tell me what to do, got it?"
I was almost unconscious when I gave a weak nod.
His cock never stayed in the same place long enough to make me cum, all he was doing was sliding across my prostate hard enough to make me lose control. He broke the kiss and gnawed on my neck, his teeth dug into my flesh, and I was so far gone in the fuck it actually felt good. Shit what was he doing? Oh, fuck he was marking me! I felt my whole body shake in response!
I couldn't keep up anymore. I was so fucking overwhelmed by his cock all I could do was hold on and let him fuck me. My mind was just a fuck haze of pleasure, I could feel the drool slipping down my cheek as he thrust into me time after time, making me grunt and moan with each one.
I had surrendered, I had no fight left. I was a hole for him to fill, a fucking sex toy for him to use, and I loved it. My mind couldn't get enough of the feeling of his dick sliding up and down my fucking spot, making it sing for more and more until I lost my mind.
"You my bitch?" He asked, leaning down again.
I nodded wearily unable to protest.
"Say it!" He snapped, "You my bitch?"
"I'm yours," I hear myself moan, "I'm all yours…"
"You like your man fucking you?"
"Yeah, fuck me…" I mutter.
"Say it! You like your man fucking you?"
"I do!" I finally blurt out, "I love my man fucking me, so hard…so good…"
"Beg me to fuck our pussy, tell me you're a dirty whore of a cunt…"
"Please Donnie fuck me, " I whined, "Please fuck my slutty pussy…I'm such a fucking whore, please…please fuck your nasty bitch!"
Where the fuck was this coming from?
Evil chuckle and, "Good pup, see? You know what you want."
He stops talking and just starts jackrabbiting me. The sound of our flash slapping together is like applause as his cock smashes into my spot again and again and again…flashes of light start to form in front of my eyes and I realize he's done it…he's pushed me over the edge.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" I cry as I feel my cock start to pulse.
"You gonna cum for me baby?'
"I'm cumming!" I whine as I feel my brain start to shut off.
"Come for your man bitch!"
My cock unloads with his words and I feel fireworks go off in my brain, I am pushing back onto his cock as hard as I can, fucking myself, shoving that cock into me. As cum flies over my head and into my hair I can hear myself literally crying in pleasure as I hear him cuss, "Fuck you're gonna make me shoot…"
He begins to shoot in me, and something explodes in my mind.
There is this huge spike of pain as I cry out, his cock flooding my guts with his cum. I can feel my brain twist and turn, my priorities, my morals, everything were rewritten to follow what Donnie said. I held on to him, my legs shaking from my orgasm as the pain grew more and more in my brain.
"Hurts…" I sobbed.
He pulled me close, "Shhh…let go…just let go Bart…I got you…I will always have you…"
I looked up at him with tears coming down my face, "P-promise?"
He smiles, "You will always be mine Bart…"
And then something rings out, deep inside me…a voice…voices…
"You will always be with us Bart…"
And the pain vanished as I leaned against Donnie, the pain almost knocking me out…I rest my head against his chest, happy as I ever had been…
I belonged now…I was part of the pack.
Tim
We all felt Bart come into the pack with a rush of pleasure…and all our cocks throbbed.
Almost twenty minutes passed before Donnie walked out, carrying a sleeping Bart in his arms, "It took it out of him."
I ran a med scanner over him…he was fine, and from the readings the speed force was charging him up slowly. Within an hour he would be back at full strength. "Conner, can you take him to his room?"
Conner took him gently and smiled, "When can I fuck him?"
Donnie gave him a look, "When I say you can."
Conner's mile vanished, "Yes sir," and he left.
Now it was just Donnie, Dick and me, I looked at Donnie questioningly.
"Well, it worked, that's what this was about right? You wanted to know if you could work?"
I nodded, "Yep, now that we know how…we can move to our last target."
Dick looked at me, "Who?"
I smiled and waited, he was a detective, he'd figure it out.
"I mean why go through all this trouble if not to get Bart in the pack? I mean the only thing this would do would prove you could seduce a speedster into…"
And he stopped, and we could all feel the wave of pure, raw lust move through him as he got it. He looked at me with eager eyes.
"Wally will fuck me?"
I smiled, "That's the plan."
Dick did a backflip and let out a loud cheer, lost in his own fantasies.
"So, this is still the plan?" Donnie asked me.
I nodded, "It is, trust me."
His hand lashed out and grabbed my throat, "I do trust you, or I'd have already have killed you for keeping things from me."
"Thank you, sir,…" I croaked.
He pulled me close and kissed me, "I love you…"
I kissed him back as my brain fired off pleasure all over the place…