The New Teen Titans Get Bug Bombed -- celebrity

By moc.liamg@swerdna.nave.rm

Published on Apr 19, 2024

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The New Teen Titans Get Bug-Bombed Chapter Five: Enter the Bat and the Archer Evan Andrews 2024

This is a fan fiction.

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It was nearly impossible to measure the passage of time in Bug Bomb's infernal milking dungeon, but Dick reckoned (as best he could) that the captive Titans had been down here two or three weeks (the newer trio a week or so less).

Day after day (and several times each day, actually) Bug Bomb's prisoners suffered the ordeal of being milked by the remorseless nanny bugs—and occasionally buttfucked by their monomaniacal captor. (The villain only fucked one boy during each milking session, so it took a few days before any of their assholes got paid a second visit.) The boys had almost fallen into the routine of involuntarily donating their cum to be the special nutritional supplement for the Hive's newest warriors when Bug Bomb, in full costume for a change, walked into the chamber during a session—followed by both Batman (Bruce Wayne) and the Green Arrow (Oliver Queen)!

"Batman!" Dick gasped, but immediately the young hero blew his wad.

"Argh! Argh! Argh!" the young hero howled as his cock pulsed, letting loose a rope of cum each time to be slurped up by the nanny bug.

Once the dire insect, now bearing a full pouch of hero boy sperm, had left for the Nursery, Dick shot a concerned (and accusatory) look at his former mentor. He knew that relations between the two of them were strained, but why hadn't Bruce...? Then Dick realized that Bruce had watched the orgasmic finale of his former Boy Wonder's insectoid violation without displaying a single trace of emotion. Had he not seen what was happening? Had he not heard it? And what about Ollie? The Emerald Archer showed no more realization of what had just happened (or was still happening to his former sidekick) than Bruce had.

"Batman?" Dick gasped. "What...?"

"Ollie?" Roy whimpered to his own one-time mentor after he too blew his wad. "How could you?"

"Save the angst and pathos, my sweet cum cows," Bug Bomb said. "These big boys aren't going to leap to your rescue any time soon. Well, they were, but they've had a change of mind and are now here for quite the opposite, in point of fact."

"What... ARGH!" Gar said in the second before his heavy green balls exploded in their turn. "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The newer Titans just watched. From the pain and pleasure etched on their faces, it was clear that their own cocks would follow suit any time now.

"What have you done to them?" Dick demanded.

"I'll show you. Batman, Green Arrow, turn around," Bug Bomb said.

The two heroes complied, and Dick could see that two unfamiliar bugs hung tightly to the back of their necks. From the insect abdomens, stingers, or something like that, penetrated the heroes' necks, perhaps going as deep as their spinal columns.

`Or maybe deeper,' Dick realized.

"What the fuck?!" Power Boy cried. He'd been counting on the JLA to come charging to their rescue—well, eventually. (He'd just hoped that when they did they didn't catch the daddy villain fucking his ass.) Now however he realized that might not happen.

"Driver bugs," Bug Bomb explained. "Very useful when it comes to dealing with studs like these. Once these little beauties get their probes into your spine or brain, you'll be a slave of the Hive until the Queen orders you released."

"Slave of the Hive?" Roy asked.

"Maybe I should just show you," Bug Bomb said.

He turned Bruce back around and released the catch on his Dark Knight cape. The shiny black fabric slipped off Bruce's broad shoulders and fluttered to the ground, leaving the hero's fine masculine body open to whatever humiliation (of humiliations) Bug Bomb chose to visit upon it. Reaching around, the villain's hands explored every inch of Bruce's broad chest before heading south across his abdominals. Dick watched, open-mouthed, as the villain carefully removed Bruce's iconic utility belt.

"You won't be needing this anymore, my Un-Caped Crusader," Bug Bomb taunted as he tossed the belt aside.

Then he went for the real prize. The villain ground against Bruce's ass as his hands cupped and caressed the hero's sex.

"Feels like Bats here has a lot of meat to work with," Bug Bomb gloated, and he stroked and caressed Bruce's cock into full erection.

Dick knew his former mentor did, and he watched in despair as Bug Bomb traced the tent that Bruce's ten inches made in the fabric of his black trunks. Meanwhile, Bug Bomb tittered with glee.

"Yes, oh fucking yes! Almost as much fuck-meat as the green boy has! I'm going to have such fun driving this stud around!"

"You bastard," Dick wept.

"I'm nothing of the sort," Bug Bomb contradicted. "I'm just having fun with another uninvited guest before I put him to work."

"What work?" Gar demanded.

Rasing an eyebrow, Dick tallied up one good penetrating question to the mouthy shapeshifter's credit. If Bug Bomb had wanted Bruce's cum (and why wouldn't he?) he should be mounted alongside them. But he wasn't, and that made Dick get that "Bad feeling about this" vibe.

"Watch and learn, little, or not so little, hero," Bug Bomb taunted. "Watch and learn."

Bruce seemed totally oblivious to the fat hard cock pressing his costume out so provocatively. And in spite of his body being turned into a villain's sensual playground, he remained so.

Bug Bomb stroked the fleshy length before saying, "Well, Batstud, you can't put this to its proper use as things stand. This costume, while it shows off your assets to a tee just gets in the way."

Slowly, like this was a routine in a strip club, Bug Bomb began to ease the Dark Knight out of his iconic costume. Unfastening the grey bodysuit at the neck, the villain eased it down until Bruce's broad shoulders came into view. Then, after the gloves came off, he bared the Dark Knight's arms. With a wicked smile, Bug Bomb then inched Bruce's costume, slowly, down over the slab of his pecs then across his washboard abs, stopping (for the moment) at the former belt line. Slipping fingers under the waistband of Bruce's trunks, Bug Bomb slid them down the hero's muscular thighs. The black boots went next, and the trunks were done away with, being tossed in Dick's general direction. Finally it was time to shuck Bruce's costume the rest of the way off. Dick watched as Bug bomb inched the fabric down past the Dark Knight's pubic zone and his former mentor's ten inch cock sprang up to slap against his belly. The costume slid down Bruce's thighs, and then calves, and in the end, he stood in his full masculine glory, naked but for his cowl. The rigid batpole stood at attention, a tear of precum glistening at his piss-slit.

Dick had seen Bruce naked before, but for the others this was a revelation. Miguel and Lagoon Boy moaned pathetically at the sight, and their shafts suddenly throbbed, supplying their nanny bugs with the loads they were after.

"Well, Arsenal," Bug Bomb said, "How do you think your former mentor will compare to the Dark Knight here once we get him stripped down?"

"Fuck you," Roy spat.

The villain came up and grabbed hold of the junior archer's spent sex, squeezing the balls hard.

"Ah!" Roy whimpered.

"I don't think I have the time to get fucked today," Bug Bomb said. "I've still got people to do."

He leaned in and whispered in Roy's ear as he ran a finger up the archer slave's ass, "But I will take it under advisement."

Ollie stripped down almost as nicely as Bruce had, a golden counterpoint to Bruce's dark handsomeness. The Emerald Archer having an extra layer of clothes meant Bug Bomb could draw things out strip-tease-wise, but losing his forest green tights didn't reveal a cock as provocative (once the hero got hard) as stripping Bruce had (not that nine and a half inches was anything to sneeze at). In the end, though, Bug Bomb had himself a fine pair of naked, erect, bug-driven slaves/minions.

Taking position between the two hero-slaves, Bug Bomb took a hard dick in each hand and slowly stroked his new studs' wood.

"Now, I'll let you in on why this precious pair aren't mounted like you all were—or are," the villain said. "You know how you blow bigger wads when you have a dick up your ass, encouraging you? (Did I not mention that? It's a side benefit of my getting my rocks off seeding your cunts.) Well, I intend these two to help me out in ass-fucking department."

"Fuck," Gar whimpered, looking at Bruce's massive cock.

"Exactly, now we'll have three dicks on hand, and we'll be able to fuck bigger loads out of more than one of you at a time."

"That makes no sense," Dick said.

"Yeah," Roy said, "I know how big a wad Green Arrow can drop, and I bet Nightwing has some idea about Batman's potential. So, why put them on fucking duty? Why not milk them like you milk the rest of us?"

"Believe it or not," Bug Bomb said, "These studs are past their expiration date. They're too old."

"What?" Dick and Roy blurted at the same time. Dick could image what Bruce's face would look like if he were told that he was too old for anything.

"Yeah, for the Warrior Project we want hot bubbling young cum. It makes the best soldier bugs."

Dick was afraid to even wonder how Bug Bomb knew such a thing. Meanwhile, the villain took in the shocked faces on his milking studs and let loose an evil laugh.

"Well, I'll leave you to digest what I've told you for a few hours—let's say until the next milking. Come along, meat," And that said Bug Bomb left the room, his two hero-slave fuck-studs following him obediently.

"Nightwing...?" Lagoon Boy said. "We're fucked, aren't we?"

"Not yet," Roy said, cutting in. "But I think, yeah, in the long run we really will be."

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SEEMS BUG BOMB IS REALLY SERIOUS WITH THIS SUPER BUG PROJECT OF HIS! SIX MILK STUDS AND TWO NEW `ENCOURAGERS'! THINGS CAN'T GET WORSE CAN THEY? CAN THEY? Join us next week, same Bug Time, same Bug Channel, for "Maximum Effort" or "How Much Cum..."!

Next: Chapter 6


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