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Currently, the exobytes released by Lex Luthor are affecting humans throughout the entire world, thus giving them powers. Now the various hero groups must find these newly created metahumans and train them. At the same time however, the Legion of Doom is also planning on seizing this opportunity to perhaps encourage the creation of more villains. So, choose your side, as soon it won't matter once the day when Braniac comes.
Normally in predicaments such as these, he was always in good control over his body reacting to touches. However, that was five years back. Now, Slade could barely contain himself when it came to sex, especially (as he found out) with a Summers. Cole was no exception. The moment he began to stroke him with those powerful thrusts he gave a moaning cry. Short since he had cut it off and let his head fall but damn the bench was creaking so badly now that Slade could literally feel it weaken more beneath them. He couldn't hold it back anymore either, he blew his seed all over the man's hand and anything else in the path. His muscles clenched around Cole's dick as his body shook from the climax.
his hand sped up, stroking him off to his own thrusts until slade blew, cumming on cole's dick and all over the hand that was stroking him off. he laughed, a sound of cold amusement leaving him. cole had enough endurance to withhold his own orgasm for various rounds; and various rounds was exactly what slade was in for. cole grumbled and lifted the cummy hand to his mouth, licking away the mess. after his tongue lapped the cum off his fingers, cole shoved slade up further over the bench so his head was hanging off the other, furthering the process of attempting to snap the wood with his new position; his leg on the bench so he could fuck his dick deeper into slade, hitting his prostate.
He knew how long they could last, and honestly hated when they would hit a spot to just make him loose control. Cole was no exception. When he pushed him further, his grip loose on the bench and then another pained and pleasured cry from the thrust, he could feel his body spasm from the slams against his prostate. He hissed and couldn't hold back his cries any longer. It became constant now, groaning harder, moaning louder and his dick was still hard as a rock, reading to explode again.
the people of gotham city were pretty observant; some stopped to look at the sight cole brought them. some looked, disgust on their faces. they obviously never seen a titan fuck someone like this before. cole was just having fun; too immersed in his administrations to give a fuck about what was going on around him with his surrounding audience. cole snapped forward, even more vicious than when they started. the sun above them started to heat up the area around them; though the only people unable to feel such a drastic change in weather was cole - and slade, as long as he had cole's dick inside of him. the bench finally snapped from behind, allowing cole to lay slade out on the flat part, fucking harder into the metahuman.
He had no idea about the weather, but even when his eyes were open and he could see the heat wave rising off the cement. He could hear the murmurs of on lookers but didn't give a rats ass about it. He just continued to grunt, and now trying to hold back a moan. What made him unstable and snarl a bit was when the bench finally gave out and it made him land on it. the not so fun part was a piece of it lodged into his side, causing a jolt of pain that actually set him off again, giving a loud moaning groan as he came again, struggling against the fucks now as the piece of metal in his side was now a distraction. He was hoping this damn titan came soon, and then maybe make him help patch up since he would be blaming him for fucking him too hard. All in good fun as he thought.