Hello all you sweet horny devils!
I've been working on a couple of longer sagas and really needed to take a break. So I took a few moments to jot down the latest in the adventures of my favourite sissy former sidekicks.
I hope this little ditty gets your FIRM attention!
Hopefully after you wash off your hands, you'll leave me a comment to let me know how much you love this story!
And remember if this sparks you to read some of my older tales, you are welcome to leave comments there too!
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Love from your Mistress, Tawny!
Robin and Jimmy Olsen - Part 9
Robin - In the Beginning, Part 1
by Mistress Tawny Suede
Robin squealed in delight! Oliver held on to his hips to steady him. He was facing away from the bearded hero. Sweat was dripping from his face and his nipples and precum was dripping from his boyclit. He was steadying himself with his hands placed gently on the bed sheets to either side of the archer's legs. He was raising and lowering himself as Oliver's thick delicious cock speared up into his quivering boycunt.
Robin Cumspurter, formerly Dick Grayson and formerly also known as Robin the Teen Wonder was ecstatic as his lover's wonderful hard dick rubbed his P spot every time he rammed himself down on that delicious fuckstick!
His legs were no longer quite as athletic as they had been, so his body was tiring. But he needed to keep bouncing on that delightful cock. He craved cock in his ass. And he wanted to please his lover. He could feel Oliver's legs shaking and he knew that the older hero was about to cum.
And he did! "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!" cried out Oliver as he used his hands to pull Robin down hard on his cock, burying the fountaining cock head deep into the femboi's round ass! Robin also shouted out in glee, both because his bowels were being filled with his lover's hot jizz, but also because his own boyclit reacted by sending a spray of his own cum high in the air.
He bounced a few more times and then collapsed on the bed beside his heavily panting lover. Oliver was wheezing. He wasn't getting any younger. His stamina was not what it used to be. He pulled Robin close and the hero and his faggot sissyboy exchanged tongues as they kissed deeply. Robin loved the feel of his lover's blond beard on his own chin as they kissed for long moments.
Robin scooted down the bed a bit as his lover continued to gasp for air. Robin lifted Oliver's cock and put the head in his mouth and then slowly began to lick and slurp the cock clean.
"God you've become such a fucking slut!" grinned Oliver. "That cock just came out of your ass. It's got to be filthy, but there you are gobbling it up!"
Robin paused. He continued to fist the cock slowly as he spoke. "Oh, I cleaned myself out before we got together. All there is on here is a bit of lube and lot's of your cum. And maybe a tiny bit of messy stuff, but I'm used to that after all this time!" He gave one last lick on the cock and then got off of the bed to retrieve his purse.
The two were in a room at the seedy Gotham Hotel in an even seedier part of Gotham City. Somewhere where Bruce was not likely to ever check. If Bruce knew that Oliver was still in Gotham, after they and the rest of the League had defeated the Royal Flush Gang, Bruce would kill Oliver. Bruce knew that Oliver had a big thing for Robin!
And Oliver did have a big thing, thought Robin. Oliver had the biggest dick of any of the heroes who Robin had fucked or sucked. And he had pretty much the biggest dick that Robin had had up his ass! Or down his throat!
Robin sat down on the bed, his back against the head board. Oliver tried to stand on unsteady feet. Robin reached into his purse and pulled out a cigarette. "Have you got anything stronger than that?" asked the naked archer.
Robin rummaged and pulled out a vial. "How about some of the coke that you just brought me?" Oliver often busted drug pushers. Most of the evidence got turned in to the police, but he usually held some back and he would bring some to give to his favourite sissy when he visited.
"Nah! I got to head out of here soon. Take a League teleport tube back to Star City and do the hero stuff. I can't be whacked out when I'm trying to shoot arrows. Gimme that." He took the purse from Robin and after a moment pulled out a joint. "Light that up! That will be good for my sore back!"
Robin lit the joint, inhaled deeply, and then handed it to Oliver who took a couple of deep drags and then handed it back to the sissy. "God you really are a tramp, aren't you?"
Robin sat with his legs splayed apart, his soft cock resting on his thigh. His makeup was a bit smudged but his face looked femme and fucking gorgeous. His small tits, which Oliver had bought for him just before his fortune disappeared, were firm and perky. His legs looked so damn sexy in the dark stockings he was wearing.
"Well, you made me this way!" grinned the sexy young lad.
"It wasn't meant to go this far! Believe me!"
"You know, that is the first time you have openly admitted that you did this to me! I was always pretty sure it was you, but you never said. And I've never ever told Bruce of my suspicions. I've always told him I have no idea why my mind set changed. He knows you've been fucking me, but he doesn't know why I became a sissy. I think his current theory is that it was some form of Joker juice!"
Robin stood and handed the joint back to Oliver. The bowman finished the spiff and kissed the former teen wonder, exhaling the smoke into the tramp's mouth. Robin giggled as Oliver's beard tickled him. "Mmmm... that was back in the days when you were clean shaven. And you still had money!"
" Yeah. It was great being able to tell the technicians at Queen Pharmaceuticals to whip something up to affect your mind...."
Oliver looked outside and saw how dark it had gotten. "I have to get going. Do you want to join me in the shower first?" asked Oliver. He took Robin's hand in his and the two entered the dingy bathroom of the dingy hotel room. But it was an old hotel and so the shower was quite large and easily accommodated two.
