Scent of a Hero Chapter 3: Sweet Hero Juice Evan Andrews 2023
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Robin the Boy Wonder, his hands cuffed behind his back and his mouth filled with a ball gag, hung face down in a web sling in the middle of Louie the Lilac's man-juice extraction factory. The hunky sidekick's bare legs were spread and bent back at the knees, exposing his once-again oiled-up and tingling hole. His rigidly erect 9 inch cock, also recently treated with tingle-berry oil, hung at full salute.
`Holy meat-locker,' the Boy Wonder thought absently as his jutting member thrummed and throbbed.
Behind the suspended boy-hero, his partner Batman sat strapped securely to a chair, his hands likewise cuffed behind him. A floral collar of lay lily blooms hung from his throat as another did from Robin's. Louie's minions had taken great care to see that the Caped Crusader's face was positioned strategically between Robin's spread thighs, the ball gagged bat-mouth at precisely the right level to eventually tongue-tease the Boy Wonder's sphincter. (At one point during their "employee orientation" session, in addition to cumming on demand, he and Robin had been introduced to the art of licking a hot asshole as well as getting off on being rimmed themselves.)
"Ah, my precious Boy Wonder," Louie said as he ran a hand over the young hero's firm butt. "I think you must have been born to submit sexually to stronger men. Like me."
"Mmmmmmm," Robin moaned.
The villain grinned as he ran a finger up and down the boy's ass-crack. Both heroes still wore their strategically torn (and now noticeably riper) costumes. Gently, he pulled the gag from Robin's mouth and left it to hang down around his neck. Louie was not one of those "I must unmask the Batman!" villains. He didn't give a damn who his opponent was when he sat down to dinner, and even with the vigilante of all vigilantes helpless before him he still didn't—not now, not ever. All he wanted was some prime masculine sex-juices. And speaking of that...
"If you're ready, my pet Robin, I'll have the boys get you suited up."
"Ohhhh," was all that Robin could manage. Seldom at a loss for words, the Boy Wonder could only focus on the fact that he was about to be edged for his precum and subsequently milked for his hot young cum.
Hanging his head, Robin watched as Louie's henchmen fit a collection tube to his hard dick and electro-stimulator patches to his nipples.
"Is everything ready?" Louie asked when the henches stepped clear.
"Whenever you give the word, Boss, the Boy Wonder'll be on his slow boat to jizzland," Ky said from the control panel.
"Excellent. Eek, Dee, take that gag out and let Batman get down to business."
Dee pulled the ball gag out of Batman's mouth and pulled it up over his cowled head. After it was clear, Eek pushed the macho hero's face fully into his sidekick's ass crack.
"Start licking, Bat-slut," Eek cajoled. "You know you want to drive your boy here to the edge and beyond."
Batman's recent training took over, and he mindlessly began to kiss and tongue the Boy Wonder's winking fuck-hole.
"Good boy," Eek said, but the Caped Crusader had a better reward from hearing his partner's whimpers as his boy-cock began to offer up the goods.
"Fuck, yeah, Batman," Robin groaned, "Eat that hole open. Lick that slit! Tongue my boy-cunt! You're making me so wet!"
Sweet Jesus,' Batman thought, Robin's really getting off on me eating his sweet ass. Yeah, and he should. That's one fucking tasty butt—it's so good to be eating him out. So much hot boy-hole and it's all mine to rim!'
And rim he did.
Robin tried swinging so that he could force more of his boy-butt into Batman's face—fuck! And his talented mouth! But the henchmen grabbed hold of the sidekick and held him still.
"None of that. Let the Batman, do all the work, Boy Wonder," Louie said from the chair from which he was watching the extraction. "You only need to concentrate on your cock and how good this whole scene feels. You leaking precum is what's important, especially as I have a quota for your balls to meet tonight."
"Ohh... yeah!" Robin groaned, and he felt his dick squirt a false orgasm of precum. "So fucking good!"
"Robin, Robin," Louie said looking at the collection tube, "You need to do better than that."
"Oh fuck!" Robin cried, and his dick started leaking a steady stream of salty boy-juice.
Batman kept kissing and licking, and eventually experimented with forcing the Boy Wonder's tight hole open with his tongue.
"Fuck! God! Yeah!" the Boy Wonder screamed. Batman was inside him! Not his cock, no, but still inside him.
More and more precum dripped down the collecting tube, now in a steady flow. Even though the state was chemically enhanced by the tingle-berry, the young hero's flow of seminal fluid was impressive, and Louie made a note to use hot young studs like this if he ever again needed a steady supply of special sauce. Perhaps strapped into mechanical dick-milkers... Or maybe Robin would volunteer for a second round? Hey, it could happen.
"Boys," Louie said, "Robin needs a change of pace. Switch the Batman over from eating that ass to sucking on those heavy balls."
Dee pulled the Caped Crusader's face out of his partner's ass, and Eek held up Robin's cum-factories for the Dark Knight to work over.
"Mmmm!" the horny Dark Knight sighed, and he took both young balls into his mouth to worship.
Batman had taken note of how Robin had grown into a fine young man, but he'd never really noticed the details of that maturing. Now however, the tingle-berry had him all horned up, and he was relishing every kiss, every lick, and every suck he could deliver on his chum's body. The Boy Wonder's sperm factories filled his mouth perfectly, and he enthusiastically sucked and tongued Robin's sensitive orbs. The henchmen alternated the Dark Knight's attentions, first on the Boy Wonder's hot fuck-hole and then on his full balls. Robin relished his buddy's attentions, and he became a veritable font of precum boy-juice. But at any moment he knew he could slip over the edge and spurt out a load of cum.
"Please," Robin begged, "So fucking hot! I've got to... Need to... Please, may I cum?!"
"Batman," Louis said, grinning wickedly, "I think that's enough with the teasing. If Robin's ready to blow, then it's time for you to bring him off."
Ky slipped another gag over Batman's head, but instead of a ball, this one had a 6 inch dildo attached (and a 3 inch cockhead shaped knob on the inside for Batman to hold onto with his teeth while he dildo-fucked his partner to orgasm.) Meanwhile Jay replaced the precum collector on Robin's cock with another one, one that pulsed and vibrated, all the better to make a hot to trot cum-cow shoot his load.
"Oh fuck!" Robin screamed as the dildo broached his ass.
In this important regard, the Boy Wonder had remained a total virgin. Neither fingers nor tongue had ever gone so far inside him, and neither of those had been this big around. With gentle encouragement from Jay and Ky, Batman began to dildo-fuck his partner while at the same time he sucked and tongued the artificial cock plum in his mouth. It took him very little time to learn the new routine and with increasing ferocity he dildo-fucked the Boy Wonder's man-cunt.
Between the intense dildo fucking and active cum collection tube, Robin succumbed to the sweet torment, and his cock pulsed as it spat out a heavy load of ball-juice.
"Arghhhhhhhhh!" Robin screamed though the intense orgasm, and his body thrashed into the restraints as it dealt with the unprecedented experience.
"Hot damn, boss," Ky said, "Our pet sidekick is a cum spiggot to beat all cum spiggots. Look at the size of that load!"
"Not too bad," Louie said. "I think this may be the beginning of a beautiful relationship."
As the heroes recovered, neither Batman nor Robin could imagine that in the space of a couple more of hours of serious edging, the Boy Wonder would drop five additional loads, each as admirable as the first.
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Robin's wasted body at last hung limply in the harness. His balls were empty, and not even a massage of tingle-berry oil was able to get his cock to full wood again.
"Boss, the Boy Wonder's broken," one of the henchmen observed.
"Hardly, Fye, but his balls do need a break. Let's switch our heroes' roles."
Henchmen gingerly removed Robin from the harness and Batman from his chair. The heroes' limbs were stiff from being restrained in a single position for all these hours, so resisting was not an option.
"Ah," Robin groaned as his legs gave out under him.
"Robin..." Batman said before he too collapsed.
With more consideration than henchmen usually exhibited, Louie's men picked the heroes up and reversed their situations. Batman now hung in the air, legs spread, fitted up with the demonic precum collector like the man-cow Fortune had made him, and Robin was strapped tightly into the chair, in the proper position to tease his partner through the extraction ordeal.
"Uhhhh," the Boy Wonder groaned as Ky forced his face into the Bat-crack.
"Do it, Robin," Louie said. "Get the Caped Crusader leaking already!"
"You heard the boss, Robin," Ky said. "Start licking."
As Robin started rimming the Bat-sphincter, Ky said, "If it's not a guild secret or anything, boss, why do you want both their juices? I mean, Robin there, well, let's just say that I grew up on a dairy farm, and I know that his output was spectacular. Does your new scent really need that much man-juice?"
"Since we have them both right now, Ky," Louie said, "Why waste the opportunity to get as much as we can? I know Robin's quite the cum-cow, but he's not the Batman. A fully mature man, you see, while he may not give as much sauce, will contribute a subtly different chemistry to the new scent. Our Dark Knight's man-muskll be heavier than Robin's, more solid' in the compounding. And you see the heft of his balls there? This old man'll spurt well enough, I warrant, when the time comes. Besides, the more we can harvest in the short time we're going to have together, the better. Now, I'm going to sit back and enjoy the show."
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Batman moaned as his ass fell before the Boy Wonder's oral onslaught.
Inspired by the Dark Knight's groans, Robin ate out the Dark Knight's ass like a pro—and worshipped his heavy balls-- but it didn't encourage his partner to leak near as much precum as Robin himself had under the same stimulation. Something had to be done.
"Ky," Louie said, "I think we need to change tactics. Switch our Boy Wonder there over from mouthing the Bat-crack to reaming Bat-cunt open with the dildo gag."
"Roger, boss," Ky said. "Open up, Robin."
The henchman slid the cock-knob end of the obscene dildo gag into the Boy Wonder's mouth and strapped it in place on the young hero's dark head. Directing the Boy Wonder once again to Batman's glistening hole, Ky pressed on the back of the sidekick's cranium and forced the dildo into Batman's man-cunt.
"Argh!" Batman screamed as Robin fell mindlessly into an ass-fucking rhythm. Pressing the dildo forward into his chum's guts, and pulling it out, he slowly upped the speed, depth, and intensity of his abuse of the Bat-butt.
"Agh! Agh! Agh!"
"Jay," Louie said, "Is this increasing the output? Is our precious Batman responding to full penetration any better than he did the anal kiss of life?"
"Just a second, boss. Robin only just got start... Oh, hey, look at that juice starting to flow. The Batman likes it up the ass; he really does!"
`Excellent, now pay close attention to our butt-pig there. He may go orgasmic on us with little warning. He may not know himself that he's about to blow until the jizz is racing up his dick. Until we have Bat-pig's cycles down, we may have to switch between the collector and the milker more quickly than we did with our Pigboy Wonder."
Batman grunted through his date with dildo-fucking and machine edging, and despite the fact his baby-makers were quite a few years older than Robin's, he delivered enough precum to please Louie. The serum dripped down the frictionless tube. Finally, though the Caped Crusader showed all the signs that his balls were ready to blast, and Jay quickly switched the Dark Knight over to the mechanical milker.
"Cuuuuuuuuu...!" the Dark Knight howled as his shaft pulsed in the vibrating suction tube. One wad, two, three.. In the end they'd coaxed seven shots out of the Bat-shaft.
"Ohhhhh!" the spent hero moaned.
"Not at all bad for an old man, Bats," Louie said. "I expect the next harvest will be just as notable."
"Next...," Batman gasped, and nobody could figure out if he dreaded the prospect or was looking forward to it.
The Bat-balls managed three more sperm donations, not as many as Robin, but with a total per/orgasm volume that left the mad perfumer more than pleased. e managed it Four timesIn the end, though, Batman's cum-factories gave out too.
"You want we should switch places on them again, boss," Ky said.
"No, I think we've exhausted the supply for now. We should give our horny heroes a few hours to rest and recuperate," Louie said. "Take them back to the lab and strap them down again. We can't have them falling off and hurting themselves. Once they're secure, feed them some of the food paste I laced with cum-enhancement drugs. Then set them up with IVs to rehydrate them. If they need to crap or piss, let `em. Then clean them up and leave them to recover. In five hours rub them down with tingle-berry oil again and bring them back for another session."
The villain walked up to the not currently so Dynamic Duo, who'd just been dumped on gurneys. He slid a thumb in Robin's mouth, and the Boy Wonder, still on autodrive for all that his balls needed a rest, closed his mouth and started sucking.
"What a good boy you are," Louie crooned. "Team, let's get our precious pair on a schedule. Each extraction session should last until we've gotten four loads from each of them, then give them about six hours to rest and recuperate. After that, it's back to the lab. Lather, rinse, repeat. We've got a few days before we'll have to let our cum-cows go, but with four orgasms per session and something like four sessions a day (and all the ancillary precum we can tease out of them) Uncle Louie should have enough raw material to be able to complete the project-- and more!"
Louie's smiling henchmen rolled the Caped Crusaders away, and the perfumer said, under his breath, "And besides, we can always snatch them again if we need more."