Welcome to I'm Not Your Hero, we're a M/Slash, M Rated, No Word Count, Easy App, DC Based site. Please register in your character's first and last name in all caps.
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.
You are never out being part of something, right? Even if I try, I cannot be away from the Bats and all their messed up life. After all, I didn't change my alias or left the Titans. Avoiding Dick is usefull, since he doesn't care. Staying away from Batman is easier, but once in a while I bump into some aspect of his life. This time was Clark Kent. Last time I heard about him, Bruce told me they weren't seeing each other. But it has been like years untill I talked to Jimmy Olsen and knew that old habits die hard. Besides, when I talked to Clark, we were up for something else than just chatting. <p> So, in order to know what was going on and see for myself how things were going between him and Jimmy before I do something I regret, I went to see Superman himself. What would be the best way to know it all than asking him? Then, I thought that the Daily Planet in the evening would be a neutral place for metting him, with the excuse of the "grindr date", which I was curious how it would be. Since just Bruce fucked me years ago, I never had anybody else doing it. And, by what Dick told, it was an experience since his size. That description made me a little nervous. But, in the end, even if I can't know anything from Clark, at least I would finally put him in my list.
Since two or three years ago, when I was pratically over Dick, Doug tried to help me with this issue. We went very close friends, especially after living together in an apartment near downtown. It was easy for us to connect, after all. Troy lost someone very special and I was recovering from a long fucked up relationship. The pratically showed me a new life, new people, new places. Of course our suffering was not comparable at that time, but we had our fun together. And every Wednesday was the day that we met at that bar to chat and tell each other everything that went on the week. Including guys. Of course, our reunion couldn't be delayed, even if it meant we were in a date. And that's why I was so disappointed. Adn starting to get pissed. <p> I flashed my phone, dialing his number a couple times with no answer at all. And by that time, I was already in my third beer. Well, at least I could text him and expect to be seen whenever he ended his urgent commitment. <p> "Better this guy you are shagging be hotter than me or show urself here in a minute. You don't want to see me angry. HURRY." This one should do.
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Since being in the Garden, I couldn't let pass unnoticed a guy that later I discovered to be Albedo. Not that I needed a name to think about that and get rock hard. Just seeing his half-naked body once and remembering it once in a while just make me dream about the bubble ass that I could plant my face and letting it wet enough before I stick my cock in. Maybe doggie style, pulling his hair to make his body come and go on my dick would be nice, trying to use his best features, fucking the hell out of him untill I make him cum handsfree and I creampie his hole. Pretty sure he had some good time already having this said profession he has, but I guess I would make this memorable.