The New Teen Titans vs. the Italian Stallion Chapter Seven: Totally Brocestuous Evan Andrews 2021
The following story is a work of fan fiction set in the New Teen Titans era in a continuity where Dick Grayson as Robin and Joe Wilson as Jericho overlapped, because screw unitard hero uniforms.
All characters depicted in it belong to and are 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. Suggested casting includes porn stars Vince Rockland as the Italian Stallion and Tony Lattanzi as Maverick. Stallion's minions are played by Vince Ferelli and Leo Gemiani.
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Dick Grayson, once Robin the Boy Wonder and now Dick the fuck-boy, lay on his stomach, spread-eagled on the orgy mattress (as he now thought of it). His buddy, Roy, lay on top of him, drilling his iconic ass with 9 inches of eager young stud-meat. Dick's own 9 inches were trapped between his belly and the mattress, rubbing across the rough (but by now slippery) fabric in time to Roy's thrusts. Every now and then the redhead buried his length completely in Dick's guts and ground the young hero's pelvis, delivering even greater stimulation.
"Fuck me! Fuck me hard, Roy!" Dick groaned as Roy ground his guts, "Breed my tight little pig ass!"
Roy said nothing, but, grinning, he intensified his thrusts. Meanwhile Dick slid back into panting, whining, and crying inarticulately.
"That's a good bottom slut, Dick," the Italian Stallion said encouragingly from his chair, "But use your hips too. Fuck back onto Roy's cock as he thrusts down."
Dick did what he could to comply, and Stallion turned his attention to the boys rutting alongside them. Joe was on his hands and knees while, perched on his toes over top of him, the green-skinned green-haired stud fucked him like a wild animal. Joe's eyes were open, his eyebrows practically up to his hairline, and his eyes and mouth were open wide. Though the blond was, of course, used to the trainers' cocks, Gar's shlong put theirs to shame.
"Ugh ugh ugh!" Joe grunted.
"Fuck, that is some seriously hot stuff they've got going on there," Maverick said as he pulled cock-sucking slave Vinnie's face down into his pubes. Since Leo was doing at least as good a job sucking Stallion's shaft, it was safe to say the whole Stable was in a happy place.
Maverick looked towards what he knew was a two-way mirror and quietly said, "You think they're enjoying the show, too?"
"If they aren't, they don't deserve to have dicks," Stallion said, "But speaking of shows we should probably get on with that full demo I promised."
Maverick nodded, and Stallion stood up, leaving a disappointed Leo staring longingly after the spit-slick cock that still stuck out of the chief villain's leather pants.
"Listen up, Titans," he said, "Today we're going to run you through a gauntlet of group fuck scenarios. This'll be new for you, so let us be your guides. When we tell you to do something, you do it. Clear?"
The young heroes had frozen when Stallion had started speaking. Then, in unison, they nodded, but leave it to Roy, the horny bastard, to say, "Fuck yeah, that sounds hot, sir."
"Okay then. Dick, you and Joe get up on your feet and let the guy that's been fucking you pay you back with the best blowjob they can give."
Roy and Gar grabbed their buddies by their ass cheeks when they had gotten to their feet and dove onto their hard cocks. Fuck! Dick couldn't remember when he'd had his cock sucked this well. It was like Roy was breathing cock instead of air, and Dick had no idea how he did it. Not that he cared, really. After the pounding his prostate had taken he was ready to drown his buddy in all a flood of hot sperm. And that sperm should be here any sec...
"Ah!" Dick cried, and his body shuddered as his balls let go their heavy load. A heavy load that Roy managed beautifully, swallowing the man-goo to the last drop.
"Come on, Joe," Maverick cheered the blond, "Are you going to let Dick out do you?"
Joe shot the hunky trainer a grin. Gar, taking this as a challenge, pumped Joe's shaft while his tongue did a job on the mentalist's fat pink knob.
"Ugh!" Joe barked as his face fell slack, and Gar pulled back just in time to hand-pump wads of Joe's sperm into his open mouth.
"Fuck, who would have suspected that you were such a tasty cum-spiggot," the green boy-slut crooned as he licked at Joe's piss-slit in order to get the last precious drops. But then again, he was under the influence of the pig-oil, so every drop of sperm was delicious, and he had to have it all.
When Dick opened his eyes again, he saw the dogs had set out a heavy chair flanked by a stool on one side and a box on the other.
"Roy," Stallion said, "Park your ass in the chair. Dick, sit on the stool and start sucking your boy. Joe, get down on your knees and get to work on Dick's meat. Gar, you get to stand on the box and play king of the daisy chain while Roy blows you. Well, what are you waiting for?"
A moment later the teen heroes had formed the standing daisy chain and were fellating fat man-meat like there was no tomorrow. The vertical stack of cock-sucking was hypnotic, Stallion thought, unless the observer were four days dead. Dick was clearly in hog-heaven as Roy's 9 inches probed the top of his throat. The once upon a time Boy Wonder wondered if he shouldn't fleshjack his buddy's fuck-stick with his mouth and make Roy dose his guts with man-goo. Then again Dick, the cock tasted so good, and he really didn't want to break up this party. Dick was desperately afraid that once they all came, the day's play might be over. (He had no idea how wrong he was.) So instead he sucked cock at a measured page, tormenting Roy but never taking him over the edge. And all the while Joe lovingly nursed on Dick's meat. Gar, on the other hand, was never big on delayed gratification. He had hold of Roy's skull and was long-dicking the redhead's oral passage like a wild man.
The dogs, of course, were back to sucking the trainers again, though they had switched who they were sucking.
Gar suddenly howled like a beast and forced every one of his 10 ½ inches down Roy's throat as he unloaded a deluge of ball-juice. When he was done, the green slut's legs almost gave out on him, and only Roy's strong support kept him from falling off the box.
Maverick chose this moment to call the next play.
"Back on the mattress, boys," he ordered, "Dick on your back. Gar over top of him for a sixty-nine. Joe, Roy, you two decide which ass you'd rather breed and get to fucking it."
The blond and redhead sex-slaves looked at one another, and Roy said, "I already did a number on Dick's guts. It's your turn, bro."
"Bro," Dick thought, "I like the sound of that, much closer than buddy. Buddy's so silver age."
As Dick and Gar fell into cocksucking once again, their buddies took up position. Joe's 8 inches slid easily into Dick's hungry ass, and Roy's 9 inches took control of Gar's guts. Used as both boys were at being ass-fucked now, they still felt energized when blood-engorged shafts filled them up.
"That's right, boys," Stallion said as all four heroes moaned and groaned, "Show us what good fuck-boys you are."
And they did. Roy fucked Gar so hard the green slut was not so much sucking Dick's cock as panting and moaning around it. Not that it mattered. Each of the archer's thrusts forced the blunt head of Dick's cock through Gar's gag ring, teasing the Boy Wonder just enough but not too much. The icing on the cake, for Gar, was watching Joe's all-American man-meat sliding in and out of Dick's tight hole. This time, it was Roy's turn to cum, and Gar swore he could feel the redhead's cock getting impossibly hard.
"Now," the green shifter prayed, "Let him fill my ass up now!"
Somebody upstairs must have been listening, because Roy's cock chose that moment to spray hot jizz into Gar's guts.
"Fuck! This is so good, bro!" Roy cried, "Your ass is so tight!" and that said, Roy fell over top of Gar's back, panting.
"New position," Stallion called, "Dick, stay on your back. Gar I want you between his legs fucking him like it was prom night and he was your date. Joe, get behind Gar and fuck him. And Roy, I want you straddling Dick's head so that he can suck your balls. Or eat out your ass. Or maybe both."
Tired, but still eager, the Titans got into the new position.
"Go!"
Gar had only started to tease Dick's sphincter with the head of his cock when Joe forced his length into the shifter's butt, thereby impaling Dick with 10 ½ inches of emerald prick. Vlad the Impaler couldn't have done better. Dick was screaming when he found his mouth smothered with Roy's sweaty ass-crack.
"Eat my ass, bro!" Roy ordered—or begged. It was hard to tell the two apart any more.
Dick stuck out his tongue and started eating ass for the first time.
"Fuck!" Dick thought as he licked up and down his buddy's—no, his bro's--ass crack, "What would Batman think if he could see his one-time protégé licking a man's asshole?"
Dick could easily imagine the shocked look that would be on Bruce's face, then the stern look that he had before delivering a lecture, and finally Dick imagined the man who was like a father and a big brother to him reaching down and playing with the bat-shlong through the dark fabric of his trunks.
"Fuck. You go, Bruce!" Dick thought.
The Boy Wonder had actually seen Bruce hard (under his trunks mostly, but once raw) and it was a sight worth dwelling on. The dark-haired Titan reached down and started stroking his own meat.
With no warning, Roy rose on his haunches and dangled his balls to Dick's lips.
"Open up, Dick," the redhead ordered, and Dick complied, letting Roy's nuts fill his mouth. Heavy nuts, salty with sweat, nuts to die for, and Dick loved them.
"I wonder," Dick thought as Roy swiveled and sighed, "Could Roy and Ollie ever have...?"
He didn't see why not. Oliver Queen, though just as well-off as Bruce Wayne, had a reputation for immoderate conduct, unlike his own mentor. Bruce had girlfriends, but Ollie had bedmates, and lots of them. It took nothing to imagine the Emerald Archer leaving a girl he'd just fucked asleep in his own bed only to crawl into Roy's to ravage the redheaded stud. Thinking back, Roy had always been immanently fuckable, and the image of Green Arrow, in the torn remnants of his green tights, forcing his protégé against a brick wall and fucking him like a bitch blazed in Dick's mind as he sucked on the red archer's testicles. Then, suddenly, Roy's balls were gone, and the dripping head of his cock slid into Dick's mouth. Yeah! Cock was better than balls any day, and precum better than funky sweat. Dick closed his eyes and imagined Roy's shaft bouncing up and down as Ollie slam-dunked him in that anonymous alley. Dick knew now just what it took to get Roy off, and he inserted himself into the fantasy, teasing the redhead's frenulum mercilessly while Ollie got his kicks. When they later looked back on it, neither Dick nor Roy knew if there was a momentary telepathic connection or if they were just indulging in the same fantasy, but Roy did cry out, "Fuck, Ollie! Fuck me!"
Luckily, Stallion and Maverick were too busy unloading on the dogs' faces to notice the archer's slip of the tongue.
Tough Dick couldn't see Roy's face, he knew the archer's body language though and knew the strain in his bro's voice just before he came. At the exact right time (acrobatic training had left Dick with a keen sense of timing) the Boy Wonder rammed a finger in Roy's ass and thrust his head forward, using his throat muscles to milk the archer's staff. In his fantasy, Roy's cock started spraying sperm onto the red bricks at the same time that Ollie pulled out and hosed down his sidekick's butt. In reality, though, Dick's thrust was met by Roy's own, and the redhead began to spurt. Some of the jizz did hit the back of Dick's mouth, but the heroic cocksucker pulled back in time and the majority of the white gold landed on his tongue.
"New position," Maverick said, "Joe, on your back. Dick, sit on his cock. Gar, climb up and help give Dick a double helping of fuck-meat. Roy, you fuck Gar. Got it? Go!"
The Titans fell into the new position, and Dick found himself in fuck-slut heaven. Or so he imagined. If fuck-pigs had a heaven it would have to be something like this, wouldn't it? The Boy Wonder now had two cocks pistoning in and out of his ass. He wished a third could have filled his mouth with the heady taste of precum, but surely Gar's ass deserved attention from Roy's dick as much as Dick's mouth did. Instead, Dick just held on for dear life, mewing and enjoying the ride. Joe looked up at him and smiled as Dick's face gave away just how much he loved being double penetrated. Their training as spatchcocked fuck-sluts had well-prepared Dick for this day, but the reality was so much more than the training sessions had promised. Impetuously, Joe reached up and pulled his bro down into a hot sloppy kiss.
When, at length, the kiss broke, Joe looked up into Dick's desperately happy eyes and wondered what it felt like to have two dicks loving your hole. Maybe the trainers would order that, but what if...? What things were different? What would happen if Joe used his powers and entered Dick's body as his ass was stretched obscenely? Maybe Dick realized that was what Joe was thinking because suddenly Dick threw himself back and screamed.
"Take my load, Joey," Dick cried as his dick threw wads of cum across the blond's smooth chest.
"New position," Stallion said, "Dick on your back again. Joe, fuck him. Roy, fuck Joe. Gar, fuck Roy. Ready? Go!"
Dick rolled over on his back and spread his legs for Joe. Gar crammed his shaft into Roy's tight ass, and then they took a half crawl forward so as to bury the redhead's dick between Joe's butt-cheeks. The three-man line-up fuck hunched into motion, and Dick writhed contentedly on Joe's 8 inches. Even though Dick had been fucked far more during his time on the fuck bench, he had never had this much flesh-and-blood dicks in one session. Quantity, as a concept, warred with quality, and quality won. Dick wanted fucked, but he wanted to be fucked well. Absently, Dick wondered how many cocks he could take in a day. What a thought! (And what foreshadowing.) The former Boy Wonder watched as his buddies shut their eyes and became part of a human fucking centipede.
"Pity I'm on my back," Dick thought, "If I were on all fours, we could all be one big line of man-fucking. God, I hope that's next!"
The centipede hunched on, the constituent members grunting and moaning as they found one rhythm and then abandoned it for another. Dick was impressed by the Titans' endurance, but even more by their teamwork. Even as fuck-slaves they understood how to work together to get the job done, even if it was only putting on a live sex show for the trainers. (The dogs didn't count, of course, and the boys didn't know about their secret audience.)
"Roy, I'm cumming!" Gar shouted, and the shout turned into a scream as the green boy-stud painted the inside of Roy's colon white. That, of course, was all it took to push Roy over the edge, too, and Dick was sure he could feel the redhead's blasts as he spent himself in Joe's guts.
"New position," Maverick said. The boys by now were almost sufficiently exhausted to groan, but their training held, and they waited for orders.
"On your sides, in a line. I want to watch you scissor fuck each other. I don't care who's where—"
"So long as Dick is in the middle somewhere," Stallion amended.
"Yeah, that, of course. Go!" and Maverick shot Stallion a look as the boys figured out who was fucking whom.
"“Okay," Maverick said as Joe slid into Gar who breached Dick, who finally got to fuck someone, in this case Roy, "Spill it, why do you keep Dick bottoming? And what's with the change in names? What was wrong with calling him Robin? I mean, what's the difference?"
"The difference is that Robin was their team leader. You had to have noticed how they all looked to him when we abducted them, and still when they started their slave training. He's a natural leader, charisma out the wazoo, and because of this, it's imperative to take him as low on the superhero totem pole as we can. That's why he always bottoms. He sucks, he gets fucked..."
"But they're still cuing off him," Maverick said, "Or hadn't you noticed?"
"Yeah, as I said, charisma. But at least now his example is one of unquestioning submission to sexual slavery. If they're following him there, and as you noted they are, then everything'll be okay."
The scissor fuck had all four boys working as a team again, humping away, and it felt so good. Not just sexually, no, it was more than that. Bros should fuck like this. Shouldn't they? But whatever. The fucking was good, and that was all that mattered.
"Keep going, boys," Stallion said, "But here's the twist. This is your last show position, and you all have to cum at the end of it. But not just cum, you all have to cum together. Think you can manage that?"
"Fuck yes, sir!" Roy cried.
"Cum together!" Gar seconded.
Dick said nothing. Grunting like a breeding pig was all he could manage, but his senses were heightened, trying to figure out how close his bros were to jizzing. He knew their cues, and he also knew that it was up to him to bring them to cum together.
"Joey, harder, "Dick ordered. "You need more friction, and, Gar, tighten your ass so he has something to fuck against."
Stallion and Maverick stared in amazement. Dick found just enough of his inner Robin to assume command, and yet he was using it to make sure all his buddies were fucking optimally. This subversion of his authority was the crown on their project.
"Roy," Dick continued, "I need a tighter ass from you, too. And Gar..."
"Yeah," the shifter husked almost in Dick's ear.
"You just keep doing what you're doing!"
"Roger that," Gar joked, and all four laughed even as they approached the point of no return.
"Dick, I'm almost there," Roy volunteered.
"Yeah!" Gar said, and Dick could tell that Joe had to be nodding his agreement.
"Okay, bros. Let's go for it! Titans together!" Dick cried.
It was as if the big pornographer in the sky had scripted the ultimate cum scene. Joe howled and bucked, spraying jizz into Gar. Gar, the horniest of them channeled the scream of some beast deep inside him and filled Dick's ass to overflowing. Gar's cock pulsing in his butt pushed the right button, and Dick let go into Roy's talented man-cunt. And finally, Roy, as if he had somehow taken all their loads, screamed. His dick leapt around wildly, and ropes of cum landed everywhere.
"Titans together," Stallion whispered, nodding.
"You did well, boys," he said out loud, "Enjoy your afterglow."
The trainers and the dogs got up and left, but Maverick, looking back, noticed the Titans, instead of falling asleep, had crawled into a circle and were nursing cum from each other's holes.
"Wow," he thought, "Just wow." And he followed his boss out the door.
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"So, did you like what you saw?" Stallion asked Kev Martel.
When the villain had entered the observation lounge, he'd found the Martel brothers cleaning up after what had clearly been an epic jack-off session. Kev and Joey were wiping themselves clean with towels, but Nicky was licking a rather impressive load from his fingers.
"I didn't think you could really do it," Kev said as he stood up and pushed his junk back into his tight pants.
"I never saw such enthusiastic sluts," said Joey, whose supposed abduction had started this whole adventure. Stallion noticed that Joey took special care to arrange his cock and balls so that they perpetuated his legend as the beast of the brothers.
"I liked them all," Nicky said. He was using a towel now to finish wiping himself clean, and Stallion had an idea the baby of the family hadn't only cum at the end of the show.
"So, are they ready for us?" Kev asked. "The club is set up to receive them, and our beds have been waiting to be stained by these studs' cum."
"There's one more lesson they need..." Stallion said.
"Really?" Joey said, trying to use his charms on the villain. It was almost cute that he thought he stood a chance, Stallion thought
"Really," Stallion said, "You wanted a gang of Teen Titans, not just to bed, not just to show off, not just to whore. You originally said you wanted them for strippers, and that's the last lesson they need. I have an expert lined up, and if they take to stripping like they've taken to everything else, they should be ready in a week tops.
Kev reached out to shake Stallion's hand, "Excellent. We'll look for you then."
Kev led them out. Joey winked as he passed by the studly villain. (That boy was aiming to find himself in a shitload of trouble someday.) And Nicky hesitated, grinned, and said, "Thank you , Mr. Stallion" before following his brothers.
Stallion could only shake his head. This was what he got for dealing with celebrities.