"Well I thought that went pretty well," Tommy said aloud. The other members of the Justice League shot dirty looks at him from around the table in the Watchtower's great hall. They obviously didn't agree.
Deep down, Tommy knew that it had, in fact, not gone that well. The Justice League had been called together to battle a group of White Martians. Things had gotten off to a rough start when Tommy had asked, "Where are these guys from?" and hadn't gotten much better from there.
The plan seemed fairly simple: the rest of the League was supposed to do battle with the Martians while Tommy, as the "brains" of the League, was supposed to light a large fire in the center of the battlefield (fire being a Martian's biggest weakness). The rest of the League had done their job extremely well, even without Superman as their big heavy: Wonder Woman had gotten the upper hand on the Martian's leader, Protex, while the rest of the league fought their foes to a draw.
Tommy had set up the fire, as he was supposed to, and was all set to light it when he had run into a White Martian name Tronix. The tall, busty Martian had been terrified of the fire and had begged Tommy not to bring it closer, telling him that she'd do anything. One thing had led to another and, well...
"Where the fuck were you, Batman?" Green Arrow asked,gingerly touching the bandage on top of his head. He had narrowly avoided having a building fall on him during the battle.
"I was, uh..." Tommy began. He didn't think, "Balls deep in Martian pussy," would be an acceptable response.
"He was attacked and defeated a Martian all on his own," Wonder Woman said quickly. She gave Tommy a quick look. He was impressed that she was keeping his cover. "I saw him do it. It was masterful."
"Oh," Hawkgirl responded as she tightened the tourniquet on The Flash's leg. The speedster winced and tried to keep his leg elevated. "I guess that's okay then."
Aquaman snorted haughtily. "Still, we were counting on you, Batman, and you didn't come through. If Fire hadn't shown up we would have been burnt!" Aquaman chuckled at his joke and looked to the rest of the League for affirmation; none of them paid him any attention.
"It was no trouble," Fire, the heroine of the day, said with just a slight accent to her voice. "Ice & I were traveling and decided to stop when we heard you were in trouble. It was luck that you happened to be fighting someone who was vulnerable to fire."
"Absolutely," Ice chipped in with a stiffer Scandinavian accent. "And luck that the wind hadn't blown the fire out of control before I was able to put it out."
Tommy glanced sideways at the two new heroines, trying not to make it obvious that he was checking them out. The two were very different; if Tommy didn't know better, he would have assumed that they would be enemies, not friends.
Fire was... well, fiery. The Brazilian bombshell had heavily-tanned skin and green everything else: bright green hair with a matching green bandana, a green bustier that left her cleavage and stomach exposed, low-cut green pants that barely covered what they need to cover, green gloves, green shoes, even green lipstick. Tommy had discovered earlier that even her fire was green. 'I wonder if all of her hair is Green...' Tommy thought.
The other one, Ice, couldn't have been more different. She wore a cool blue jumpsuit with a white half-shirt that hung over her breasts. The Nordic beauty wore long white gloves and furry white boots to match her white hair and white lipstick. Her facial features were sharper, more defined, with a aquiline nose. Her eyes were softer than Fire's though, a serene blue in contrast to Fire's dazzling emerald eyes.
Even though they were so different, Tommy noticed that they were both staggeringly beautiful. Fire was bustier, more curvy, with the stereotypical Brazilian ass. Ice was more slender but perkier, more subtle in her sexiness. He imagined being with the two of them: Fire would be wild and prefer to be on top, while Ice would be more submissive and delicate, letting Tommy have his way with her. Tommy crossed his legs at the table, shifting his growing dick to the side.
Hal Jordan put an end to the proceedings. "Alright, everyone, the fact is that we stopped them and saved the day. We can debrief later. Those of you who need to get medical attention, go get it. Everyone else, rest up." The meeting broke up and everyone headed to different parts of the floating space station.
Tommy made his way over to Wonder Woman as she headed off to her quarters.
"Hey, I just wanted to thank you for covering for m-" Tommy began to say. Wonder Woman cut him off and shoved him into a side room, almost knocking him off his feet.
"You idiot," She hissed at him, holding him against the wall with her index finger. "I didn't cover for you, I covered for Batman. Can't you keep your dick in your pants for 2 seconds?" Tommy thought genuinely about the question. He honestly wasn't sure.
"I'm sorry," Tommy said. "I guess I got a little distracted."
Wonder Woman's eyes widened. "YOU got distracted? How am I supposed to fight when I can hear some Martian girl screaming about your cock? You need to- I swear to God if you don't stop smiling I will kill you." Tommy quickly bit his tongue, trying not to laugh.
"Just get your shit together and stop fucking everything that moves," Wonder Woman said, releasing Tommy from the wall. Wonder Woman walked out of the room, giving Tommy one last glare. When she noticed him checking out her ass, she huffed and stomped off.
Tommy felt a small amount of guilt for what he had done. Or, at least, he felt guilt for upsetting Wonder Woman. He stood in the room, collecting himself, when he heard giggling. He looked up and saw Fire & Ice walking by, the two of them whispering to one another as they giggled. Tommy couldn't help but feel that they were talking about him. The two noticed him watching them and began to laugh harder. Tommy looked down to see if his erection, full now from being so close to Wonder Woman, was noticeable. It wasn't, so he wasn't sure what was so funny.
As the two women walked down the hall, it was Cyborg's turn to walk by. He stopped when he saw Batman, clearly finding who he was looking for.
"You're all set, Batman," Cyborg told him. "I have the data files from today's fight all set in your private quarters."
"Oh, okay," Tommy replied, pretending that he knew what was going on. "And I'm going to do what I always do now, which is...?"
Cyborg paused before realizing he was supposed to be talking. "Right, another test," Cyborg said quietly. "You're going to use those files to judge the Justice League's strategy and make any necessary changes that need to be made."
"Exactly!" Tommy said. "Man, you're pretty good at this."
The young black man blushed, or at least Tommy thought he did. Cyborg began to leave the room when Tommy called out to him.
"One last test," Tommy said. "...Where exactly is my private terminal?"
