All the Myriad Lays Chapter 12: Ever After Evan Andrews 2022
This is a fan fiction.
The characters in this story are based on characters belonging to and 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. This story exists outside of any DC continuity I'm familiar with. The villainess, Glory Hole, is based on AMG personality Glory Holden.
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The Bat Family from Earth 69-Lambda had totally assimilated, and life in Glory's establishment returned to normal. Sex-slave whores acted out tableaux and gave themselves to customers in interactives. Often, they had no idea which was which when they entered the set.
Today Batman and Nightwing were being herded to an interactive. The hero-sluts' costumes had been carefully, maybe even artfully, ripped apart, exposing acres of Bat Family flesh. In fact, the costumes were barely able to cover, let alone support, the heroes' cock and balls. As they followed their swaying cocks they passed set after set in which their megaverse fellows already on the clock.
"Bruce," Nightwing whispered.
"I see it."
Beyond the window, the Troy Wonder was engaged in hot 69 session—with the Troy Wonder.
"Maybe all Troys are cocksuckers at heart?" Nightwing mused.
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Signal was walking his dog-slaves, Booster Gold and Catman, on all fours at a `dog' park. The young black man, parked himself on a bench and watched as other heroes, also on hands and knees, ran and played on the grass. Occasionally one of their keepers would call a pet slave to heel and fuck him, or he might set a pet to breeding one another (with the other pet's keeper's permission, of course).
Signal looked down at his pets and, groping himself, said, "Catman. Here, boy."
The shaggy hero looked up, hopeful, and rubbed against Signal's hand.
"Such a good boy, " Signal said as he fished his 8 ½ inches out of his tights, "I've got a bone for my good boy."
The last thing Nightwing saw was Signal's black dick totally filling the scar-chested ginger hero's throat.
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Red Hood knelt and ate out the ass of a well-built and stylishly dressed (except for the no pants thing) Penguin.
"Other worlds, other heroes," Batman said.
"And other villains," Nightwing answered, "Fuck. Why was our Penguin never that hot?"
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A naked Red Robin lay on a display bed, entirely surrounded by masturbating watchers from the Lantern Council and the Corps. His young body was entirely under the control of power rings. Green Lantern Hal stood between the young captive's spread legs. His ring's power had created a massive cock to fuck Red Robin's boy-butt while Green Lantern Guy used his ring to jerk the boy off.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Red Robin gasped as his body tensed.
A flood of cum covered Red Robin's belly and chest, and crowd cheered before stepping forward to reward him by making him a cum-dump for their own orgasms.
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The mature Earth 2-Alpha Robin lay on his back in sling, getting fucked up the ass by Riddler's evil cyborg Dark Knight.
"Oh, Batman!" the grown sidekick sobbed.
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At long last Batman and Nightwing came to the plain grey metal door of a cheap glory hole men's room where their interactive experiences in whoring began. Pushed inside, they slipped on the damp floor, taking a moment to get their balance back. As their arms whirled, their free-swing hard-ons waggled back and forth.
"Get to work," Lobo said, "You're on handicapped stall duty, both of you." And that said, the bounty hunter let the door slam shut.
The heroes looked at one another silently, and they had just turned towards the stalls when cries of anguish caught their attention. The duo looked around and saw Aquaman and an artistic assortment of Aqualads lying prostate in the shower surrounded by henchmen belonging to a dozen or so villains.
"Please! Mercy! We need water," Aquaman begged, "We're dying!"
"Water?" a horny henchman in the butterfly suit said, "You want water? We'll give you water! Let it go, boys!"
The henchmen unzipped and took a long piss on the Atlantean bodies.
"Yes! Thank you, sir! Give me more!" Aquaman sighed, writhing under the golden streams. "Hose me down! Hose us all down!"
Batman shook his head, and he and Nightwing turned to walk down the line of stalls. Vacant stalls had their doors ajar, while those currently being used had their doors closed and latched, except for one. In this stall, Green Arrow, his tights pushed down in a bunch around his thighs, had backed it up and was getting fucked by a dick poking out through an interdimensional glory hole. At the same time, the Emerald Archer was bent over to suck another cock that stuck out of yet another interdimensional hole. In his left hand, though, the Seattle vigilante jacked off a third cock. (His right being busy on his own meat.)
"Wait," Nightwing said, "Is that back hole there... real? Is he jerking off a here and now guy?"
On examination, they found it was, a real physical hole in the real physical stall wall. Opening the door to the next stall, the Dynamic Duo found Arrow's former sidekick, Arsenal, standing there pressed up against the wall, not only being jerked off by his mentor but also being ass-raped by Deathstroke.
"Take it, bitch," the assassin growled. "Take the cock of vengeance."
Arenal had his mouth full of Deathstroke's orange briefs and could only grunt as he was bred.
The Bat buddies stared, dumbfounded, and barely caught themselves as they automatically started stroking their own hard dicks.
"Dammit, Dick," Batman said desperately. " I can't wait. I need it!"
"With you there, Bruce."
Together they staggered down to the handicapped stall and, tumbling in, fell to their knees.
"Bruce," Nightwing said in a voice that felt oddly like a younger Dick in his Robin days, "How many men HAS Glory got enslaved here?"
"I have no idea old, chum. And it's possible even she doesn't know."
"And there's no way for us to escape?"
"Have you seen one? I haven't, and so far as I can tell only Glory has the ability to port in and out of this world."
"No, I haven't seen anything. But then I've been pretty busy being fucked."
"Me too. But think about it. Our world is dead, and it's not like we have anywhere to go, even if we could get out of here.
"But as long as we stay here, we're Glory's sex-slave whores. Right."
"Right in one."
"That's wrong, isn't it?"
"Old buddy," Batman said, defeated, "I don't pretend to know any more."
Nightwing digested this for a moment before saying, "So, what do we do?"
At that point a portal opened, and an 11 inch black cock poked through.
Both stared as the enormous shaft as it leapt, demanding attention. Then Batman said, "I guess we suck cock, Dick."
And as the Dark Knight swallowed the swollen plum head, Nightwing thought, `I guess we do' and leaned in to lick the paying customer's scrotum.