The Sex Lives of Heroes - Titans Team Bonding, Part 1 (Patreon)

A new short story in my 'The Sex Lives of Heroes' shared universe series, venturing into writing about some heroes I haven't covered before...I hope you fully enjoy and tell me which other titans you'd like to see popping up later on...;)

The Sex Lives of Heroes - Titans Team Bonding, Part 1

By Magnus L. Alexander

Sometimes, a day is made or broken by just the temperature alone. If it's too far either way, warm or cool, then it can upend any plans you can have and force you to either fall back on alternatives, sometimes less appealing to what you'd want to do, or just say screw it and remain inside until it turns more hospitable.

Today, it was a rough one. The heat of the summer's day radiated down upon with a brutal savagery that made it nay on impossible to ignore. Unrelenting in its glare the sun loomed over the coastline of Cyprus, dominating and unrelenting across the Mediterranean horizon.

It was so hot that even wearing his loose red shorts and black tank top, so loose that it hung off him, Dick Grayson, aka Nightwing, was sweating like a bitch. His sculpted back muscles gleaming with a sheen of moisture that caused the material to cling to his body while locks of wavy black hair was ladened with sweat. Already possessing a bronze tan from this vacation it was now gleaming as if polished anew. The tan line he was going to have after this vacation would be stark indeed; Bruce and Jason were going to love it.

It didn't help that you could feel the heat bouncing off the dusty gravel road, practically bouncing back upwards. Unbidden Dick was reminded of the survival training out in the Sahara years back that Bruce had put him through as part of his training. It was an experience he was in no hurry to rush back into again. Even the bags of drinks and snacks he had were an ironic reminder of the weighted backpack he'd had to carry at that time.

Nearby, down the cliff side, the Mediterranean ocean lapped lazily against the shoreline. Normally those simmering azure waters would be tempting, just asking to be dived into. In this heat though it would be a temporary relief, the sun just waiting for them to emerge once again, so Dick ignored their siren call, grimly focused on one foot in the front of the other.

Up ahead the road curved in a bend, around which the villa they were renting for the week came into view, a long two story dwelling snuggly built into the cliffside down a short side road. The sight of his destination bought renewed strength to Dick's flagging stamina and he picked up the pace to close this last bit of distance, almost going into a short sprint to the front door.

A rush of cool air escaped from inside for the briefest moment as Dick gratefully slipped inside. Right away the cold atmosphere inside began to dry the copious amounts of sweat on his body and Dick let out a ragged soft sigh, shoulders slumping a bit in exhaustion.

That bout of tiredness last only for a few moments though before something intriguing reached his ears; soft moaning coming from somewhere nearby, a place nearby downstairs. Having a good idea just what it could be and eager to see for himself, Dick hurriedly dumped the shopping off into the kitchen and down a large glass of water before heading off to investigate. Like a panther he padded along the corridor towards the moaning's source, handing dropping towards the front of his shorts.

His suspicions were correct as he peeked around the corner of the doorless entry into the villa's spacious open planned living room. At that moment the room was darkened, dimly lit due to the thick curtains drawn so not even a crack was left to let in the sunshine. It created the atmosphere of a quiet, chilled retreat from the harsh temperatures outside.

On the large stretch sofa up against the far away was a pair of figures. Sitting on the sofa, naked and with his legs spread was Victor 'Vic' Stone, aka Cyborg. He had his head thrown back and was letting out the occasional low moan from somewhere deep in his chest. Completely naked, in the low light his dark skin was mostly lost in shadow but not the steel of his metal body parts, which softly stood out in what light remained. His large, muscular form of ripped black muscle and thick metal dominated the sofa, drawing in the eye. That was particularly true of what was between his spread legs; a considerably impressive cock, thick and slightly curved. There was no sign of any metal parts present around his groin; this dick was all natural.

On his knees right before Vic and that cock of his was a more slender figure, also in the nude. Garfield Logan aka Beastie was the opposite of his best friend; slender and lithe where Vic was solid and thick, Gar focused on speed and flexibility as opposed to raw might. He was also a foot shorter in height and possessing a rich emerald hue in skin tone. Their physique differences though paled in comparison to their compatibility as friends and sexual partners,

The green twink was servicing his best friend with enthusiasm, head bobbing up and down with a clear hunger. From this angle you could get a good look at curve of Beastie's beautiful back and of his plump bum cheeks, which from experience Dick knew to be particularly soft and squishy to the touch. Although he could not see from his vantage point he knew that Gar at that moment would be rubbing his cock as he blew Vic; holding himself back was not one of Gar's strong suits.

Dick for his part had a great deal of willpower but that didn't matter at the moment. The scene before him was so hot that there was no hesitation in Dick reaching down into his shorts and taking hold of his erection. The sight of his friends, his teammates, going at it was electrifying. Their clear enjoyment of pleasuring each other was such a turn on that Dick could already feel his cock was oozing precum as his hand. With deliberate effort he kept his stroking slow and steady; there was no need to wank to cum quickly after all. He was going to enjoy this.

A voice, as smooth as silk, called out through the quiet. 'You in the mood to just watch today Dick or do you fancy getting in on this yourself?'

Dick slipped out from the shadows, pausing in the playing of his hardness but still keeping in hand. He shook his head. 'I thought I might have for once slipped past your sensors this time Vic.'

Vic chuckled, a deep rumble from his broad chest of muscle and steel. 'You can still your breathing and be quiet as a mouse but I can still detect your heat signature.'

'Sounds like I'll need to take care to avoid that as well next time' Dick jested, making no move to put away his cock. Starting to stroke it again he kicked off his shoes and approaching the guys, enjoying getting up close to admire his friends going at it.

Garfield paused in servicing his best friend's cock and looked up, his bright green eyes shining with the openness and happiness of an excited pup. Dude, glad to see you're back. I thought you might have got lost somewhere out there in the wilds. I was about to call all American Bald Eagle to go out and find you!'

'Sorry about that. It took longer to make it back then I thought. That heat is a real scorcher out there.'

'Oh yeah I can smell it from here' Gar's nostrils flexed, his powerful sense of smell at work. 'You stink dude.'

'Guess I better go take a shower then, if you guys fancy some privacy' Dick gently teased, making a motion with his free hand to leave.

Vic chuckled. 'You know well that ain't going to happen, so why don't you quit messing?' Turning his attention back to Gar he took hold of the base of his dick and gently slapped it against the twink's cheek, a tiny bit of precum marking where the tip had touched. 'Beastie, don't leave it hanging there bro. Come on now.'

'Don't worry Cy; I got you', Gar slipped his lips back over the glans, eyes closing as he focused on sucking just on the cock head within his mouth. Vic let out a sigh and relaxed back down, letting Gar down what he did best.

Dick grinned and walked over to join his friends, flopping down on the coach right beside Vic. Kicking off his shorts to get comfortable, he resumed slowly tugging on his hard cock while his free hand gently fell onto Vic's upper leg. The thickness of the limb under his palm was solid and reassuring.

 'Guess you guys couldn't hold it in any longer. Where's Roy and Wally?

'Upstairs. Taking some private time together. If you're quiet, you might hear Roy hollering' Vic smirked.

Garfield paused in sucking to grin broadly. 'Yeah, you should have seen them man. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. We tried to hold off until you got back...but I couldn't wait any longer man, not with Vic's cock here in front of me'. He underlined what he said by licking right up the length of Vic's hardness, from the base right to the head.

Vic gave an appreciative mmm at Gar's cock worship while throwing a massive arm around Dick's shoulder.

'As Honest as ever. Can't say I hate that' Vic grinned as he squeezed Dick's shoulder playful before he drew his friend in for a kiss. Soft and playful, it graduated swiftly into something more hungry as Dick's tongue went into Vic's mouth, the other man's joining in quickly. Their tongues slipped here and there, exploring each other's mouths with a wild abandon.

As the two hunks made out Dick felt another hand prying his hand off his erection before taking it's place, continuing to stroke with an experienced rhythm. Feeling another's grip on his cock was pleasurable enough but what made Dick let out a sudden groan right into Vic mouth was when he felt a warm mouth enclose the top of his cock. Out of the corner of his eye he spied Gar had taken his cock in his mouth, devouring it with as much hungry as he had with Vics.

With both of his friends' cocks in his hands Gar went to town giving them both a memorable blowjob, alternating from wanking and sucking them off, not letting up on either of them for a moment. He adjusted the pace and direction of his sucking at each pass, sometimes working up on the first inch or two of the shaft and other times vigorously going up and down on them, keeping the blowing fresh and unexpected. He didn't give a chance for his saliva to dry on either of their cocks before his mouth was back on them again.

Such attentions were drawing the men randy and it wasn't long before their hands began to roam, sliding over limbs and chests, brushing against the side of a face or down the contours of a stomach. All the while they made out, hot and heavy like horny men in the midst of a rush of hormones.

In between this wild kissing Vic broke off for a moment and whispered right into Dick's ear. 'Lift your ass up a bit.'

Guessing what Vic had in mind Dick complied. He was proven right the next moment as Vic slid his hand underneath Dick's rear, cupping and squeezing his muscular bum cheek for a moment before heading inward towards the crack.

They resumed kissing as Vic pressed his index finger right up into Dick's tight hole. Although his hands were metal they felt warm and smooth to the touch and certainty Vic had lost none of his sensitivity, as he knew just how to flex the digit to tease the inside of Dick's rear oh so sweety. 'Mmmm...oh fuck' Dick breathed as he felt his bum being played with and his cock sucked, the competing sensations a joy to experience.

Vic for his part enjoyed the sensation of taking charge and feeling how Dick was responding to his touch was a turn-on. Putting his focus into the teasing he probed here and there. This wasn't the first time they'd had a bit of fun together so Vic knew just what to do to get Dick's fine ass to relax, touching him in just the right way.

As Dick's bum back to loosen Vic's finger moved deeper in, exploring around. In he pushes another finger...and then another, using those trio of digits to stretch and caress, moving from just teasing to something a lot more sensual and gratifying. Dick began to rock his hips down onto the fingers penetrating his rear, grinding down onto them, wanting to feel them try to go in even further.

Seeing this Vic decided to up the teasing even further. 'So you want to feel something a bit different?'

'Yea...yeah' Dick replied between moans.

'How about this then?' With a simple thought Vic caused his metal fingers to activate their vibration function at a low setting. Dick gasped in surprise at the sudden change in the sensations, although this was nothing as Vic began to purposefully rub his finger against the inner walls of Dick's rear, sending shooting impulses of delight right across his senses. Dick's mouth fell open and he grabbed at the coach's cushions for support, his hole and rear tingling like crazy as a barrage of vibrations echoed right up along his spine.

'Yeah, fucking suck him off Gar' Vic spoke softly, not above a whisper, words meant just for the three of them to hear. 'I want to see him explode from all of this.'

Gar took that command with gusto, now focusing his skilled lips and tongue on just Dick and his hardness. At this point it felt like the cock was straining with tension within his mouth, growing hot and heavy as it gave tense. The knowledge that Dick was getting close just made Gar all the more randy and keen to make sure it was his mouth that finished him off.

All the while Gar didn't forget Vic, for as he was suckling away on Dick he was continuing to pump away that thick, hard cock. It hardly needed much stimulation to stay firm, for Dick's panting and reactions to being fingered were such a turn on that it was causing Vic to leak profusely.

Under his breath Vic was now talking dirty to Dick, seeking to drive him even more crazy. 'That's it baby. You show me how much you like being touched right there. You know how you like my fingers dancing away, pushing apart your hole, making you eager to take something else too....'

Dick's expression was going blank, his breathing ragged. Seeing this with his free hand Vic grabbed Gar by the hair and start to face fuck the twink right down onto Dick's member. Going slack Gar allowed him to take total charge, making sure his throat was kept slack as his head was being thrust on and off that tensing hardness. Being dominated like this, used for someone else's pleasure and gratification...that was the kind of pleasure that was making Gar's own erection tingle with desire.

The sight, the sensations, are all too much for the last shreds of Dick's selfself-control. Seeing that he was about to explode Vic jammed his fingers further up inside, going right down to the knuckles, causing Dick's hole to spread apart even more as Vic's hand threatened to slip right in, the vibrating fingers caressing into depths of his ass....

'Ahhhhh!' Dick yelled, hips bucking uncontrollably as his cock exploded, spasming and releasing it's pent-up load right into Gar's throat. Several powerful convulsions surged through Dick's hardness, every time releasing more seed right into the waiting man's mouth. Mind going blank as his friend's orgasm fill his mouth, Gar buried himself right down to the base of that quivering shaft, grabbing hold of Dick's bum cheeks for purchase as he did. Swallowing each release he milked that cock dry until it went slack in his mouth. Releasing his hold Gar pulled his mouth off of the groin with a gasp, breathing quickly and deeply for fresh air through the remains of cum in his mouth.

'Oh fuck yes', Vic growled, now beating himself off hard. Still he fingered Dick's hole, eclipsing new tired moans from his spent friend, who was coming down off his sexual high. Knowing how he made Dick cum and seeing the state it had left Gar in took him right to the edge.

'Open your mouth!' Vic barked, sitting upright.

Gar did as he was told, mouth stretch open right in front of Vic's furious beating meat. With a guttural roar Vic came, thick gobbles of seeds flying out his slit as he continued to frantically pump it, arms straining. The first shot flew right past Gar's ear, striking the carpet but the next shot and the rest went right over his face, splashing everywhere in a wide mess. Some of it Gar managed to catch in his mouth and more he was eagerly able to lap up, the fresh load mingling with the remains from Dick's own orgasm.

For a moment Vic's hips trembled as he drew out the last spasm from his dick, rubbing right against Gar's still open, waiting lips before he let himself collapse back down on the coach. His hand fall away tired from his softening member and he gradually pulled his other hand free from Dick's now sore hole, his ass feeling nicely used for a while.

They all took a chance to take a breather after the intense sessions they had just had, getting their energy back. Dick stirred as Gar returned from the bathroom with some toilet paper, having cleaned up most of the cum from his face. 'You alright Gar? I don't think you've come yet?'

'Nah, I haven't but don't worry about it man' he shrugged good naturedly, a gleam in his eye. I'd rather save it for later you know. I'm happy with what I got'. He made a sign of licking his lips, showing how satisfied he was.

'Plenty more where that came from for this week' Vic opened an arm up for Gar, who took the offer and curled up on the sofa next to Vic, resting his head on his friend's broad chest. Dick did the same, feeling the events of the day catching up him in the same manner as the others did.

The trio fell into an exhausted doze on the coach, their energies temporarily spent by their intense quickie threesome, the scene of their mingled passions lingering sweetly in the cool air.