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Robin and Jimmy Olsen - Part 10
Robin - In the Beginning, Part 2
by Mistress Tawny Suede
Robin sat in the back seat of the car, smoking a cigarette. He shifted his ass on the seat, not to get more comfortable, but to feel the delightful squelch and rumble of the cum that was rolling around in his ass. Just before crawling in bed to sleep last night he had inserted a butt plug in his ass to hold in the loads of jizz that two men had deposited there, after tucking some money into the tops of this stockings.
Alfred was driving him back to the Manor. The butler had called a half hour ago on the private communicator to rouse the sleeping sissy and alert him as to his expected arrival time. Alfred had not been able to pick up the former teen wonder late the previous night because he had been helping Master Bruce.
The femboi had called Alfred just after Oliver had left him. Because Alfred had not been able to pick him up, Robin had decided to go out hunting for more cock to satisfy his insatiable need to please men, any men with his ass and his mouth. He craved cock. He needed cock. So he had dressed up slutty and gone out to sell his ass on a street corner. He had done this in order to see what life was like for his sissy best-friend-forever, Jamie Spermsucker, formerly the best pal of Big Blue, Jimmy Olsen.
Being so cute and slutty, Robin Cumspurter, formerly Dick Grayson, had no problem attracting the men who slowly drove past looking for female hookers, but drawn to bois like him. Not wanting to bring the men back to his rented hotel room, Robin had directed the men to drive to a dark alley and had either fucked them or sucked them in the back seats of their cars. Two men had deposited their creamy loads deep in his ass, and a third had been satisfied with having his cock expertly sucked.
Robin had charged them the going rates for fucking and sucking. But he did not need the money and when he ended his night of debauchery he split the cash up between two of the working girls who he had chatted with and shared cigarettes with between fuck sessions. They both had young kids at home.
Returning to the room, he had still been buzzing from the coke he had snorted a couple hours earlier. He had removed his makeup, worked the butt plug into his ass and then easily fallen asleep, as he had learned to do when he was a superhero sidekick.
When they got back to the Manor, Alfred would try to clear the air and upholstery in the car of the smell of the tobacco as much as he could, but of course Bruce would detect the odour the next time he was in the car. Robin had taken up smoking tobacco as one of many ways to annoy Bruce. When Robin had discovered his craving to satisfy men, or rather to satisfy their cocks, Bruce had been alarmed and tried to cure him. Robin felt no need to be cured. He was happy to tease and please men in any way he could. Any way.
He deeply wanted to satisfy Bruce. But Bruce would not touch him. Not because he was not attracted to the sissy, but because Bruce knew how embarrassing it would be for everyone, once he managed to cure Robin of his... illness.
So Robin found minor ways to annoy his guardian, and smoking was one of those. Of course, the occasional cigarette had turned into a nicotine addiction and he now smoked frequently. He wasn't worried about the affects on his health. He had found that men found a smoking femboi to be very very sexy. And he wanted to please men in any way, and every way.
Of course, tobacco had led to marijuana and that plus Oliver's gifts had led him to using cocaine every once in awhile. He definitely hid the coke from Bruce.
Robin was not concerned about what the tobacco and drugs might do to his health. As a sissy who craved the attention of men, he expected that sometime in the near future he would die from choking on a thick cock or from bleeding out as his ass was repeatedly fucked by a large group of men. He expected to die in sissy bliss, so what were the effects of a bit of harmless tobacco smoke compared to that!
He thought back to the couple of hours he had spent with Oliver in the sleazy hotel room the previous evening and the revelations from their conversation. They had fucked most of the time, but when Robin's mouth had not been full of the archer's delicious cock, they had talked with each other more honestly than in the past. Oliver had finally admitted to having doped Robin, leading him to become the delightful sissy that he was today, and Robin had admitted that someone else had fucked him in the ass before Oliver!
The first time Oliver had kissed Robin had been before the drugging. After battling some villain or other with Bruce, they had been alone briefly. Oliver had been standing very close to Robin and the sidekick had put his arm around the bowman's waist. Oliver had looked down at him. Robin had looked up into that handsome face and had reacted naturally. Or perhaps unnaturally, since it was two men who each leaned in and kissed each other. They had held the kiss for a few moments. But when Oliver touched his tongue to Robin's lips, the sidekick had smiled, briefly and then run out of the room.
Why had he kissed Oliver? After all the things that Roy had told to Dick in confidence. Dick knew that Oliver had been fucking Roy for a long time. In the early days when Roy had joined the Titans for an occasional adventure, Roy had been a happy lad, thrilled with having a mentor as strong and handsome as Oliver. The two had seemed close. But over the next couple of years, their relationship had turned dark and Roy had eventually moved out. His talk of their relationship had made it seem that Oliver was molesting Roy, rather than the junior bowman being a willing partner.
For some reason, that made Dick all the more curious about Oliver. Dick thought that Oliver Queen was more handsome than Bruce Wyane. And even back in those days when he was clean shaven, he came across as an angry man, a bad boy. So when Oliver leaned down, inviting the kiss, Robin had raised himself on tip toe and their lips had met. It had been both electric, and terrifying. Robin had an instant erection. Confused, he had fled.
But the kiss had been on his mind constantly. Soon after, when Oliver had managed to get Robin alone again, in a dark alley, Robin had been eager when the archer had kissed him. Very eager. This time when Oliver pushed his tongue against Robin's lips he had opened his mouth and accepted the invader. Robin had eagerly sucked on Oliver's tongue and soon the two men were kissing very passionately.
Oliver had pushed Robin up against a wall and ground his groin against that of the teen wonder. "Oh fuck, you are so pretty in that costume!" growled Oliver. "And I expect you look even better out of it!"
"Mmmmmmm" was all that Robin could manage, lost in the lust of their kissing. Oliver's hand reached down to press against Robin's cock. Robin's penis was hard and rigid and had a mind of its own as he ground his groin against Oliver's hand. Robin reached out and found Oliver's cock and squeezed it. Soon the man and the youth were grinding their cocks against each other, through their costumes.
"Oh that feels so good!" moaned Robin as Oliver snaked his hand into Robin's shorts and his hand made contact, skin on skin, with Robin's dick. The lad was leaking precum copiously. "Oh yes, play with it!" he murmured. Robin was not a virgin. He had tentatively explored with various girlfriends. Some had fondled his cock. A couple had sucked him. And he had even fucked a couple of girls. But never had he felt the overwhelming sexiness that he felt as Oliver teased his glans with his fingers.
But then Oliver tried to get Robin to reach into his shorts. Robin had been fine with squeezing the archer's cock through his costume, but after his hand had pushed past the waist band of the trousers and his fingers had briefly touched the archer's cockhead, he suddenly pulled back, confused. This was wrong.
He was a man. He wasn't supposed to be kissing another man. No matter how much he enjoyed it. And he definitely wasn't supposed to be touching another man's cock. He had pulled back. Stumbled back and almost fell.
This was wrong. He wasn't gay. He couldn't do this.
And he had fled into the night. Again, running away from the tall blond adonis. The wicked archer who had ruined Roy's life. The bad man. The sexy bad boy. Why did Robin find him so attractive?
The next couple of times that Robin had seen Green Arrow they had been with other League members. Oliver had discretely tried to get Robin alone, but Robin had been reluctant. Yes, he was entranced by the archer but he was afraid that someone might notice them. And, he was a bit afraid of his feelings and what more kissing with the handsome hero might lead to.
So it was not until a month later that Oliver managed to manoeuver a situation so that they were alone together. Robin had been tracking down a gang of street punks who were stripping cars. Bruce was off somewhere pursuing Catwoman, although Robin suspected that "pursuing" was just a euphemism for fucking her. The two had an on again off again love/hate relationship.
