"What the fuck was that???" The handsome superhero sat-up suddenly in reaction to the odd noise in the corridor, causing his huge erection to pop straight up with tremendous speed and force. The Atom, who was arm-fucking the hero's urethra at that moment, was suddenly flipped across the room and slammed into the padded red wall of Speedy's sleeping chamber. "Son of a bitch Speedy...can't you turn that vibro-thing off on your dick? You nearly just broke my arm, you rubber-clad dick-head!!!" Flash looked over at his diminutive pal as the little guy rubbed his tiny-but-muscular arm. A fair bit of gooey clear pre-cum dripped from the tiny sex-fiend's tight red-and-blue costume: Flash had always been a heavy "leaker", and when the little "Atomic-Boy" really went to town on the shaft of his over-sized cock, he would always gush like some kind of a fireplug before he shot his load. Something about The Atom dominating him, humiliating him, ordering him about, just felt fucking awesome and Speedy always turned over control of play-nights like tonight to his little buddy.
But right now something freaking weird was happening outside his room...The walls were glowing green and there was another huge bumping sound outside the door. Suddenly, the metal door was flung open and a huge green horn emerged into the room. In an instant, even before Speedy or Atom could react, both men were gassed by a greenish cloud that went to work instantly: the nerve agent easily dropping the two heroes where the lay. As the greenish haze cleared, two muscular figures in hero costumes stood looking down at their unconscious quarry: Adam Strange and The Green Lantern both smiled in anticipation as this, the most difficult part of their clever plan had succeeded. In another moment they had the two helpless heroes encased in a transport bubble, and they were already headed towards escape when Adam Strange insisted they stop long enough to insert the yellow rubber ball gag he had had specially made between Speedy's pouting lips, fastening and locking it in place for their journey to their space-bound hideout/playpen. In a few hours the two men would be at their leisure to use and abuse the captives for their own peculiar pleasures and neither could help but be excited at how well their plan was going...
Thursday, January 10, 2013
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