Fic: Pretty Much Nothing but Filthy Porn
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imasupermuteantTitle: Pretty Much Nothing but Filthy Porn
Fandom: Young Justice (Cartoon)
Pairing: Wally/Superboy/Robin
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 for sex, sex and more sex.
Word Count: 1124
Summary: Robin attempts to teach Superboy a little about talking dirty. Written for This Prompt over at the YJ anonmeme.
"This is a little awkward, dude." Wally said from his place on the bed. It was a little awkward, Wally was completely nude and covered only by a sheet. In front of him stood his (blushing) boyfriend, equally naked, and behind him...
...Behind him was his best friend, fully clothed and perched on a stool by the headboard. Robin was not blushing, not feeling awkward in the least. Quite the opposite.
"A little awkwardness is worth it to get what you need, right dude?" Robin asked, with his notorious giggle, "So long as you're both up for it."
Wally wasn't one-hundred percent sure. Maybe ninety-seven. Still, it was close enough.
"Yes." Superboy said, and Wally added to that with a nod.
"Okay." Robin said. Suddenly his voice dipped low, getting gravelly and deep, oozing sexyness.
"Superboy, you're going to do exactly as I say, do you understand?"
"Yes." Superboy said.
"Good." Robin breathed, "I want you to go up to Wally and take that fucking sheet away. I want to see him naked and on display for us. Then I want you to blindfold him."
Superboy moved to follow his commands and Wally, suddenly without cover and without sight, felt himself starting to get hard.
"He likes that," Robin laughed in that sexy voice, "Do you like it, Wally? Like being on display for me and Supes here? Do you want me to order him to touch you? Fuck you? Is that what you want?"
"I--" Wally started to pant a little, his cock rising to full attention with little more than the words and Superboy's gaze, "I don't know?"
"Let's make him sure." Robin said with a hint of something evil, "Touch his cock, Superboy, slowly. Make sure he feels your hand on his foreskin."
"Ughn" Wally groaned at the feeling, Superboy's hand was light and careful, perfect.
"Very good." Robin whispered, "Now I want you to touch his nipples. Lick them."
"Ohgod." Wally breathed. His eyes moved behind the blindfold, looking for something in the dark.
The sound of Robin's breathing was almost deafening.
"Mmmm." Robin whispered from his place above Wally's head. "I think your boytoy's got a bit of an oral fixation. Dirty mouth, Supey."
Superboy rumbled out a moan which Wally could feel all the way through his body, straight down to his cock.
"I'm going to make him lick you everywhere, Wally." Robin informed him almost casually. These words, like Superboy's inarticulate noise, shot through Wally's body, "I'm going to make him cover you with his tongue until you're sure you'll come just from that. But you won't."
Wally's eyes squeezed shut as Superboy started to move downward, licking across Wally's chest and abdomen, paying significant attention to his navel. Sliding a single, long lick down Wally's dick.
"Good boy." Robin said, "But I think Wally wants more than just a blow job, don't you?"
"Mmmhmmm..." Super agreed around Wally's cock.
"I think maybe he wants you to fuck him like the dirty whore he is." Robin said, and the little insult, thrown in among all of the other talking, made Wally's back arch and his cock throb.
"He likes being told he's a slut, do you see?" Robin informed them, "He want's you to open him up with your-- dick. He wants to feel you in his throat."
"Ung" Wally wasn't sure if it was him or Superboy who groaned.
"Lube him up, Supes." Robin ordered, "One finger at a time."
Wally suddenly felt the cold press of Superboy's large fingers against his ass and wished, desperately, that he could see what was going on.
"He's going to ream you, Wally." Robin said, "You won't walk for a week."
"Ohhh" Wally groaned at the feel of Superboy's fingers stretching him, "Yes, please!"
Robin snickered, "He's getting his power of speech back, Superboy, You'd better fuck him harder."
And Superboy did, pressing in harder and faster with his fingers until Wally couldn't even imagine speaking again.
Suddenly, the fingers were gone.
"Good." Robin crooned, "It's time to fuck him, Supes. I want to see you press that huge cock into his ass."
Wally choked on a scream of arousal.
"Hear that?" Dick said, "He's ready for you, Superboy. He want's to feel you in him."
Superboy moaned, pressing himself into Wally with Wally's legs thrown over his shoulders.
"Say you want it, Wally." Dick ordered.
"I want it." Wally repeated.
"You want him to fuck you."
"I-- I want Superboy to fuck me."
"With his great big super-cock?"
"Super--?" Wally was, briefly, jolted by the silliness of the word but then there was the feeling of Superboy inching just that much more into him and yeah... Super-cock.
"Yes!" Wally cried.
"I--" Superboy panted, "I can't believe you got him to go with that."
"Oh, you'll say worse." Robin informed him, "Fuck him harder."
"Ung."
"Do you like it?"
"Yes."
"Say it." Robin commanded.
"I like it!" Superboy growled, fucking Wally in earnest now.
"What?" Robin asked, his grin was audible.
"I like fucking him." Superboy ground out.
"With your cock."
"I'm not saying 'super-cock'" Superboy managed to grunt out.
"You just did!" Robin crowed. "Doesn't matter. We're talking about Wally here. His hot little nipples, that beautiful package."
Wally groaned.
"His ass" Superboy interrupted.
"Oh yeah," Robin responded, "What do you think about it?"
"I-- Ungh-- I love it." Superboy said, "It's perfect, it fits in my hands..."
"Ooh." Robin told him "Dirty. I like it."
"Fuck." Wally moaned, "I'm going to come."
Robin grinned, and said nothing.
"Please," Wally cried.
Superboy and Robin shared a glance.
"Come, Wally." Superboy said, "I want to watch you come all over yourself while I fuck you. Just-- Fucking--"
Wally came, gasping and reaching with his fingers for something he could not see. Superboy lasted only a few moments longer, pressing into Wally as the other boy clenched around him and gasped.
"Fuck" Robin gasped. For once, out of words.
Superboy and Wally lay together on the bed, wasted and panting, with sweat (and other fluids) drying on their skin. Robin stretched his legs out from his stool, his erection making it a little difficult to stand, and looked down at the couple.
"Good job today, everyone." He told them, "Superboy really got the hang of it at the end there."
"Mmmm, yeah." Wally said, "We could-- If you want..."
"No." Robin told them with a smile. He leaned down to give each of them a passionate kiss. "When you're getting me off, it will be because both of you have learned the ways of the dirty-talk. Until then--"
He gave them a little wave and headed for the door, "I'll be spending a little bit more time in my room."
Fandom: Young Justice (Cartoon)
Pairing: Wally/Superboy/Robin
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 for sex, sex and more sex.
Word Count: 1124
Summary: Robin attempts to teach Superboy a little about talking dirty. Written for This Prompt over at the YJ anonmeme.
"This is a little awkward, dude." Wally said from his place on the bed. It was a little awkward, Wally was completely nude and covered only by a sheet. In front of him stood his (blushing) boyfriend, equally naked, and behind him...
...Behind him was his best friend, fully clothed and perched on a stool by the headboard. Robin was not blushing, not feeling awkward in the least. Quite the opposite.
"A little awkwardness is worth it to get what you need, right dude?" Robin asked, with his notorious giggle, "So long as you're both up for it."
Wally wasn't one-hundred percent sure. Maybe ninety-seven. Still, it was close enough.
"Yes." Superboy said, and Wally added to that with a nod.
"Okay." Robin said. Suddenly his voice dipped low, getting gravelly and deep, oozing sexyness.
"Superboy, you're going to do exactly as I say, do you understand?"
"Yes." Superboy said.
"Good." Robin breathed, "I want you to go up to Wally and take that fucking sheet away. I want to see him naked and on display for us. Then I want you to blindfold him."
Superboy moved to follow his commands and Wally, suddenly without cover and without sight, felt himself starting to get hard.
"He likes that," Robin laughed in that sexy voice, "Do you like it, Wally? Like being on display for me and Supes here? Do you want me to order him to touch you? Fuck you? Is that what you want?"
"I--" Wally started to pant a little, his cock rising to full attention with little more than the words and Superboy's gaze, "I don't know?"
"Let's make him sure." Robin said with a hint of something evil, "Touch his cock, Superboy, slowly. Make sure he feels your hand on his foreskin."
"Ughn" Wally groaned at the feeling, Superboy's hand was light and careful, perfect.
"Very good." Robin whispered, "Now I want you to touch his nipples. Lick them."
"Ohgod." Wally breathed. His eyes moved behind the blindfold, looking for something in the dark.
The sound of Robin's breathing was almost deafening.
"Mmmm." Robin whispered from his place above Wally's head. "I think your boytoy's got a bit of an oral fixation. Dirty mouth, Supey."
Superboy rumbled out a moan which Wally could feel all the way through his body, straight down to his cock.
"I'm going to make him lick you everywhere, Wally." Robin informed him almost casually. These words, like Superboy's inarticulate noise, shot through Wally's body, "I'm going to make him cover you with his tongue until you're sure you'll come just from that. But you won't."
Wally's eyes squeezed shut as Superboy started to move downward, licking across Wally's chest and abdomen, paying significant attention to his navel. Sliding a single, long lick down Wally's dick.
"Good boy." Robin said, "But I think Wally wants more than just a blow job, don't you?"
"Mmmhmmm..." Super agreed around Wally's cock.
"I think maybe he wants you to fuck him like the dirty whore he is." Robin said, and the little insult, thrown in among all of the other talking, made Wally's back arch and his cock throb.
"He likes being told he's a slut, do you see?" Robin informed them, "He want's you to open him up with your-- dick. He wants to feel you in his throat."
"Ung" Wally wasn't sure if it was him or Superboy who groaned.
"Lube him up, Supes." Robin ordered, "One finger at a time."
Wally suddenly felt the cold press of Superboy's large fingers against his ass and wished, desperately, that he could see what was going on.
"He's going to ream you, Wally." Robin said, "You won't walk for a week."
"Ohhh" Wally groaned at the feel of Superboy's fingers stretching him, "Yes, please!"
Robin snickered, "He's getting his power of speech back, Superboy, You'd better fuck him harder."
And Superboy did, pressing in harder and faster with his fingers until Wally couldn't even imagine speaking again.
Suddenly, the fingers were gone.
"Good." Robin crooned, "It's time to fuck him, Supes. I want to see you press that huge cock into his ass."
Wally choked on a scream of arousal.
"Hear that?" Dick said, "He's ready for you, Superboy. He want's to feel you in him."
Superboy moaned, pressing himself into Wally with Wally's legs thrown over his shoulders.
"Say you want it, Wally." Dick ordered.
"I want it." Wally repeated.
"You want him to fuck you."
"I-- I want Superboy to fuck me."
"With his great big super-cock?"
"Super--?" Wally was, briefly, jolted by the silliness of the word but then there was the feeling of Superboy inching just that much more into him and yeah... Super-cock.
"Yes!" Wally cried.
"I--" Superboy panted, "I can't believe you got him to go with that."
"Oh, you'll say worse." Robin informed him, "Fuck him harder."
"Ung."
"Do you like it?"
"Yes."
"Say it." Robin commanded.
"I like it!" Superboy growled, fucking Wally in earnest now.
"What?" Robin asked, his grin was audible.
"I like fucking him." Superboy ground out.
"With your cock."
"I'm not saying 'super-cock'" Superboy managed to grunt out.
"You just did!" Robin crowed. "Doesn't matter. We're talking about Wally here. His hot little nipples, that beautiful package."
Wally groaned.
"His ass" Superboy interrupted.
"Oh yeah," Robin responded, "What do you think about it?"
"I-- Ungh-- I love it." Superboy said, "It's perfect, it fits in my hands..."
"Ooh." Robin told him "Dirty. I like it."
"Fuck." Wally moaned, "I'm going to come."
Robin grinned, and said nothing.
"Please," Wally cried.
Superboy and Robin shared a glance.
"Come, Wally." Superboy said, "I want to watch you come all over yourself while I fuck you. Just-- Fucking--"
Wally came, gasping and reaching with his fingers for something he could not see. Superboy lasted only a few moments longer, pressing into Wally as the other boy clenched around him and gasped.
"Fuck" Robin gasped. For once, out of words.
Superboy and Wally lay together on the bed, wasted and panting, with sweat (and other fluids) drying on their skin. Robin stretched his legs out from his stool, his erection making it a little difficult to stand, and looked down at the couple.
"Good job today, everyone." He told them, "Superboy really got the hang of it at the end there."
"Mmmm, yeah." Wally said, "We could-- If you want..."
"No." Robin told them with a smile. He leaned down to give each of them a passionate kiss. "When you're getting me off, it will be because both of you have learned the ways of the dirty-talk. Until then--"
He gave them a little wave and headed for the door, "I'll be spending a little bit more time in my room."