Green Arrow Gets Deathstroked Chapter 4: Ollie Brought Low Evan Andrews 2023
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"Oh, Roy," Ollie moaned.
"Looks to me like he's not hating it," Slade said, still stroking Ollie's 9 ½ inches. "Are you ready to join the party?"
The villain slid three slick fingers into Ollie's quiver.
"Argh!"
"Is that a yes?"
"Fuck you, Wilson!"
"No, my pet, not today. But that does give me ideas.
The assassin stepped away from Ollie and opened a crate sitting just outside the light. The lithe body of a young man crawled out, and Ollie did a double take. The boy was next to naked, wearing nothing but a harness like the one that Joe Wilson had sported earlier and a leather collar. The most striking thing about the boy, though, was his green skin and green hair. It could only be (and in fact was) Gar Logan, also known as Beast Boy, another one of the Titans, and one that had especially raised Slade's ire. Something else grabbed Ollie's attention, however. Sweet Sherwood, the boy was hung--boasting almost as much as meat as Slade had hanging.
Grabbing the boy's collar, Slade drug him to Ollie and forced him to kneel before the hero.
"Suck that man-cock, bitch, but don't let him cum.
"Bastard!" Ollie growled.
"Yeah, I'm cute that way," Slade smirked.
Then, looking down at the Titan, the assassin snarled, "What are you waiting for?!"
Gar took Ollie's hard shaft in hand and planted a kiss on the piss-slit before flicking a tongue over the little head's lips.
"Oh!" Ollie groaned. Slade's hand had been one thing, but the worship of a warm mouth was something else entirely.
Gar kissed and licked his way down Ollie's length, licked and sucked on his balls, and then worked his way back up the blood-engorged flesh. Gar's eyes, looking up Ollie's body, met and held the archer's for a pregnant moment. Then the green hero wrapped his lips around the knob and took it into his mouth.
Ollie almost collapsed, but the metal collar and chains caught him and kept him upright. As the archer hung there, Gar swallowed the first few inches of Ollie's 9 ½ inches and proceeded to nurse on his sex.
Slade, in the meantime, had knelt as well and, reaching between the archer's legs with his left hand, played with Ollie's balls, teasing them with the tips of his fingers while the fingers of his right hand ran around the sphinctered rim of Ollie's cunt.
"Are you enjoying that dick, Gar?
"I love his cock, Sir, but it's not as good as yours!" Gar declared before diving onto Ollie's fuck-log again.
"Keep sucking, boy!"
"Oh, fuck! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Ollie cried as Gar got back to work.
The Emerald Archer was weeping, both from the eyes in his head and the single eye at the end of his dick. Gar sighed with pleasure as he savored Ollie's flow of precum.
Slade and his slave played with Ollie's body this way for nearly half an hour before Slade said, "Ollie, I think you're ready to go the way of your boys. Are you ready for hot cock to find a new home in your ass?"
"Ah!" Ollie moaned as Slade slid a fingertip over his prostate.
"Answer me!" Slade said, and he slapped Ollie's ass.
"Ow! Damn you," Ollie whimpered, "Just fuck me already, and let's get this over with!"
Slade pulled Gar to his feet, positioning him behind Ollie. He then took the green slave's 10 ½ inches of rigid meat in hand and aimed it at the waiting ass.
"Ugh!" Ollie gasped as the boy's massive rod tore him open.
"Isn't he something?" Slade laughed. "You should have seen Joey eyes when I had Gar here rape him the first time."
"Ah! Yeah! So much dick! Fuck me, Gar!" Ollie cried.
Gar slid in and out of the vigilante's cunt. The teen might be inexperienced (Slade didn't keep the Titan as a sex slave exclusively to top, after all—especially not with that fuckable green ass), but his initial gentle fucking, as his glands got more and more involved, morphed into something else. He learned fast, and as he managed to get in touch with his animal side, the enslaved hero started fucking Ollie wildly. Hard and deep.
The naked teen wrapped his arms around Ollie's torso, and he slammed his magnificent cock as deep into Ollie as he could. Deeper than Ollie had ever before been penetrated.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
The untrained observer wouldn't have been able to tell if the fuck sounds were coming from the boy or from Ollie himself
Gar came quickly, once his animal instincts had kicked in, and Ollie felt the flood of warm boy juice fill him. When the Titan pulled out of the well-fucked hole, it felt like a pint of heavy cream leaked out as well. White gold ran down the archer's legs, but taking the boy's jizz had felt so right. In fact, Ollie could feel his body was already anticipating his next seeding as he twisted his head to look at the master assassin.
Slade recognized the look on Ollie's face, and released his 11 ½ inches from his confining combat pants, holding it out for Ollie to behold.
"Mother fucker," Ollie gasped.
"Remember the last time this dick filled you up, boy?" Slade purred. "Maybe not, I mean you did pass out after only a couple of thrusts. Maybe this time you'll stay awake and enjoy the entire session."
"Slade," Ollie begged, "No!" but the villain stepped around his captive, pushed Gar aside, and slid his weapon hilt deep into Ollie's butt.
"Aiyyiiiiieeeeee!" Ollie screamed. "Fuck! Ah! It's too big, Slade! Too think! Too much! You'll kill me!"
"Tell that to the marines, You deserve a good fucking, and believe me you need one," Slade crowed as he took his dearest enemy's pussy to unexpected depths. "Oh, and killing you is not on the agenda tonight."
The assassin reduced Ollie to pathetic pig bottom dialect as Slade pounded Gar's sperm deeper into Ollie's shitter.
"Fuck! It's so good, Slade! Fuck me! Fuck my bitch ass!
"So long as you keep begging, pretty boy," Slade laughed.
If Gar had fucked wildly, Slade fucked violently--and he made it last. Ollie was sure hours had passed before Slade finally blasted sperm into his captive.
"Argh!" Ollie screamed. His demanding balls geared up to fire off a broadside of their own, but Slade was having none of that.
Taking hold of Ollie's swollen balls, he squeezed hard and whispered into the archer's ear, "I don't think so. If you cum now, how can we really play?
All Ollie could do was sob.
"By the way, can I tell you a secret? Haradonu, the wonder drug that's made all this possible. It may get you going, but it won't let you cross the finishing line."
Ollie looked at him in horror. Was Slade saying he couldn't cum?!
"No, it needs a second component to complete the circuit as it were. Any guess as to what that second ingredient is?"
"Slade, you bastard!" Ollie whispered.
The archer's nuts were still in overdrive, but the torture now was that Ollie and his boys, in order to cum, were all at the mercy of a man who had no mercy.
"That's right," Slade said as he planted a kiss on the broken hero, "Cum, at least two loads—like mine and green bitch's here. If your brain could do the math right now, you might think that orgasm was within your grasp. Well, dream on, bitch, `cause that's not happening--yet."
Ollie met Slade's steel grey eyes.
"Oh, and interesting fact--the more cum you take—orally and anally at least, we never tested it as a skin cream—the more explosive your eventual orgasm will be."
The assassin took Ollie's slimy cock in hand again.
"Whenever it is that I decide to allow you to let loose. You and your boys, that is. And speaking of your boys, I think it's time for a truly embarrassing family reunion. Don't you?"