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Bruce moaned on Hal Jordan’s cock. He loved the feeling of his synthetic gloves on his ass where they gripped him to hold him still. Hal was slowly fucking up into him during his monitor duty. He was still trying to watch the screens over Bruce's shoulder, but it didn't matter much, as Green Arrow was also on monitor duty and sitting on the chair next to them. Bruce was facing away from the screens, riding Hal and facing him.
“Keep moaning like that for me, slut. Gonna make me cum so hard,” Jordan said, picking up speed. The slide on and out was made easy by the copious amounts of lube inside Bruce and on the globes of his ass.
“Uhh, ahh, yeah,” he whined, mouth open. Hal's fingers squeezed into his ass cheeks, handling him roughly. Next to them, Oliver visibly strained, his hard-on tenting the pants of his suit.
“Uhh, yeah, right there,” Bruce pitched higher. “Green Lantern…” He was gripping the arms of Jordan's chair, trying to get some leverage but failing as the man started fucking him faster and deeper, getting close to his climax. He fell forward holding onto the other's shoulders and pushing his face into the cutouts on the top half of his suit between his pecs. Bruce knew exactly what the lantern needed. Hal mouthed at the soft skin there and groaned as he toppled over the edge, spilling his seed inside of Bruce.
“Fuck, Spooky,” he panted. Bruce clenched around him, milking more cum out of him.
“Off,” Oliver said harshly while Hal was still slowly grinding inside Bruce, pushing his seed deeper. “My turn.”
Bruce climbed off of Hal, feeling his load dribbling down his thighs. He took a moment to feel it with his fingers and brought them up to his mouth for a taste. Hal groaned incoherently, still panting. His cock twitched in interest.
“Where do you want me?” Bruce asked Oliver, who had stood up and pushed his chair back.
Oliver was already freeing his sizable cock from his pants, shooting them down to the floor as he pointed to the console. “On there. Legs spread like a good bitch.”
“That's not very nice,” Bruce said as he did as told anyway and sat down on the table in front of the monitors. “You gonna fuck me like old times then, Ollie?” Bruce said sweetly, but laced with something sharp. “I remember it much like this in the library of the academy once.”
Oliver's face turned red. He'd always wanted Bruce, but ever since he got together with Dinah that was off the table. Now though, because Bruce was the justice leagues slut and property, it was fine. And Oliver had sure taken his chance to fuck Bruce senseless on multiple occasions already.
Bruce leaned back, spreading his legs for the Green Arrow to step in and push his hard and rough cock in in one motion. Luckily Jordan had used so much lube when prepping Bruce. Oliver groaned, stilling inside Bruce.
“Show me how much you like my cock, Bruce,” he said. Oliver was a bit of a show pony, he knew. Bruce bit his bottom lip, curled his toes a bit more, and grabbed his own balls. He lifted them up so Oliver could see better where his cock disappeared inside Bruce's red hole.
“Mmm, look at your big cock in there, spreading me so good.” Bruce moaned, slowly moving up and down the cock impaling him. He touched his own sensitive rim around the intrusion and sighed at how good that felt. There wasn't a day now that his hole stayed empty and it was only making him more and more needy.
“Yeah… fucking you. Fuck. Love fucking you, Bruce. You were made for it.” Oliver started moving, bringing tears to Bruce's eyes from the raw stretch. He clenched his teeth. Oliver growled and picked up speed. It burned, it burned so good, it punched moans put of Bruce and he sounded exactly like the needy slut he was.
“Yeah! Give it to me Ollie!” Bruce screamed. He touched his own tits, squeezing the nipples while Oliver was busy looking down at where they were joined. Bruce was so horny all the time now, he really craved cock, easily cumming hands free or from the barest touches to his prick. He was just so damn sensitive and everyone in the League loved giving him orgasms until he was a babbling crying mess.
“Fuck,” Hal groaned beside them. His eyes were glued to the screens, but his mind was obviously elsewhere. “You're such a slut, Bats. You gonna scream for him the entire time?”
“Jealous Jordan?” Oliver teased. “My cock is just better at making him scream. Bigger too.”
This is what Bruce loved most of all about his job. When the other members fought over him, trying to prove they were better than the other. It made them rougher, more dominant. He licked his lips. “Not true,” he told Oliver, adding fuel to the fire.
“What did you say, little bitch? You're already crying from me.” Oliver swept a rough thumb over the wetness on his cheeks, and thrust his fingers into Bruce's mouth as he picked up speed. Bruce eagerly suckled on the fingers offered to him.
“Heh,” Hal chuckled. He mindlessly made a construct of nipple clamps that attached to Bruce's chest, and a spreader bar that tied around his ankles and spread him wider. “See what I can do to you, spooky? GL is so much better at making you scream.”
The spread was delicious, he couldn't close his legs after his third orgasm of this session hit him. He moaned obscenely. The combination of Oliver and Hal was so good, they always riled each other up like this. However, they were currently on duty and Bruce couldn't let it slide that Hal was forsaking his task.
“Screens, Jordan. Pay attention,” he rasped between moans, some of his old Batman voice slipping in.
Hal groaned. “Fuck you.” The constructs disappeared, unfortunately, and Bruce tried to keep his legs spread just as nicely but he clenched involuntarily with how hard Oliver was fucking him.
“Oh, you slut,” Oliver started. “Liked that, didn't you? Attention whore.” He all but spit the last part into Bruce's face. Bruce nodded.
“It spread my pussy so nicely for you,” he whined. He missed the clamps too, and went back to twisting his own nipples instead.
“Pussy… yeah that's what you got now, Brucie. Just a hole for us to fill up.”
“Yeah! Yeah!” Bruce said enthusiastically. Clark had started calling it that, degrading him further to nothing but a hole to abuse. Bruce had excitedly agreed. He used the word all the time now, wore skirts and tiny thongs to show off his little wet pussy around the watchtower and Clark's Fortress. At home in Gotham he still wasn't too comfortable with his new status, but Clark ensured him he'd get there eventually.
“Fucking wet pussy,” Hal mumbled next to them while stroking his own cock that had gotten hard again.
Oliver's face came close to his own, dropping a dollop of spit into Bruce's panting open mouth. He kissed him. Oliver's goatee tickled against his chin, and Bruce couldn't wait to ask if he could sit on his face later. The archer's pace became erratic, and so so deep. Bruce felt another orgasm approaching, and Oliver gripped his cock to start pumping it roughly.
“I'm gonna cum again, Ollie! Fuck- fuck me harder! I love your cock!” He screamed as Oliver brought him closer and closer to the edge. “Ohh ohh ahhh!” He screamed, painting his own belly and chest white with cum while bouncing on the thick cock inside of him. His legs trembled with it, making Oliver groan with how much he squeezed around his dick.
It didn't take long for Oliver to spill his seed inside Bruce, mixing with Hal's. “Fuck,” he groaned. “How are you still so tight, Brucie, you slut.”
“Fucking ass muscles is how.” Hal was still stroking himself, eyes obediently on the screen but the sounds next to him were simply too arousing. Green Arrow pulled out, and Bruce shivered when feeling the cum gush out of him. As always, he couldn't resist running a finger through it and getting a taste.
“So this is why monitor duty is always scheduled for two members,” Guy Gardner's voice reached through the monitor womb of the watchtower. He walked over to the three of them. Bruce was still on the table, panting, his hole trying to close on nothing. He smiled coyly at Guy, his favorite Lantern, although Jordan didn't need to know that.
“You ran this past the big guy?” The newly arrived Lantern asked.
“Duh, you ass. I like being alive.” Oliver tucked himself back into his pants, still half hard. Hal was already all the way to painful again. Precum dribbled out of his tip as he discreetly watched the bat's hole gaping.
“So, spooky, whose dick is bigger? Green Arrow or Green Lantern?” He asked. He was still stroking himself, not satisfied yet. Bruce licked his lips, leering at Hal's fingers sliding lightly along his own shaft.
“Why don't you test it?” He said, trailing his gaze up to Hal's eyes. He swallowed, Adam's apple bobbing thickly in his throat. Oh the slut really couldn't get enough cock, could he?
“I think I will,” Hal said, and got up. “On your knees, Bats.”
Bruce did as he was told, already opening his mouth eagerly, but Hal wanted to measure his dick against Arrow’s. He asked Guy to take over watching the screens for a while, so the two of them could commence their dick measuring contest.
“No fair. I need recovery time,” Oliver complained. Hal shrugged. In the meantime, he could at least have Bruce keep his cock warm and have some fun with him.
“Look at that. Can't wait to be stuffed again, can you, slut?” Hal looked up and down their professional cum dumpster. Mouth open, nodding enthusiastically, tongue out and hard cock swinging between his legs near the floor. Hal had made quick work of taking the bottom half of his suit off at the start of their monitor duty, even if it wasn't strictly necessary anymore with the modified batsuit. The top half exposed his voluptuous chest and juicy nipples, and he was still wearing the cowl. Not everyone in the League was aware of batslut’s secret identity, so he kept it on on the watchtower. Luckily, the ears made for some very useful handles when fucking his face.
Hal grabbed them, swinging his cock in front of the bat's face, just out of reach of his mouth. Instead of letting him lick it right away, he slapped it across the slut’s face a couple of times, teasing him.
Since Bruce obviously liked the slapping so much, Hal used his ring to construct a small paddle board that landed on the bat's ass repeatedly. The slut was moaning loudly with it, precum glistening on the head of his dick. Hal moved the paddle to hit Bruce right over his asshole a couple of times.
“Yeah, you like that?” He asked, already knowing the answer.
“Yes! Yes!” Bruce screamed in pleasure. He opened his mouth again for Hal to push in, and when he did, the bat was clearly happy to have a cock to suck on again. Just that wouldn't work, though. He didn't want to cum before Ollie was ready to get his dick measured of course. So he chose to grab onto the slutty Bat's ears and use them the way they should. He fucked into his mouth slowly but steady, edging himself. It got him so hard, he'd surely beat Oliver.
He pushed deeper and deeper, until Bruce's nose was in his pubes. Bruce could deepthroat even the biggest cocks with the amount of daily training he got. Hal stilled, cock in his throat, and appreciated the warm feeling around him of Bruce trying to swallow.
When he pulled out again, a string of spit connected from his tip to Bruce's lips. “Fuck me again, please?”
“No, spooky, you gotta measure our dicks first. Ollie what's taking so long, dude?”
Oliver was furiously stroking and gripping his dick, hardening again. “Wanna get as hard as I can. Let me have a go at him.”
Bruce smiled up at Oliver and eagerly opened his mouth when he stepped close and put his cock near Bruce's face. “And you can fuck me,” the slut told Hal. “My ass is so empty…”
“You mean your pussy,” Hal corrected.
“Yes sir, my pussy.” If Hal wasn't already rock fucking hard, he certainly would have become so in an instant hearing that. Bruce licked at Oliver's cockhead, taking the tip into his mouth. He kept one hand on the ground and used the other to reach back and finger himself, to prove his point.
“We're not gonna fuck you again. Yet. You greedy slut. You're here for our pleasure and do what we want.”
“I can help with that,” Guy said from over by his chair. He was watching the screens but had also constructed a little fleshlight that was sucking on his cock, slowly motioning up and down. He used his ring to also construct a plug and push that inside Bruce's leaking hole, making the whore moan in pleasure.
“Now, suck his cock properly,” Hal told Bruce. He did so eagerly, pulling moans out of Ollie. The Archer looked good with his cock out and eyes closed, fucking into Bruce's mouth slowly. Actually, Hal wouldn't mind having both Ollie and Bruce suck his cock at the same time, but he'd try that another time. He'd have to ease Ollie into a submissive state too, and that would be difficult right now after dominating Bruce for the first half of their shift already.
By the time Bruce got down to the base of the archer's cock, Hal commanded him to pull out and fed Bruce his own cock again. Bruce caught on quickly, switching between the two phalluses offered to him happily. He switched between little kitten licks on the heads of their cock to gurgling all the way down and letting them take turns fucking his face. And whenever there wasn't a cock in his mouth, he smiled up at them so good.
“Fuck, that's a good slut,” Oliver moaned when Bruce took him all the way down again. He pulled out before Bruce could make him cum, leaving the bitch's mouth hanging open and empty.
“Look at that, he can't get enough. You know which one is bigger yet, spooky?”
Bruce shook his head. Hal doubted he hadn't made up his mind yet and probably just wanted more cock. And what the slut wanted he would get.
“Think you can fit both of us? Maybe that'll make it easier.”
“Yes, yes I can,” Bruce smiled enthusiastically. He opened wide and both Hal and Oliver stuffed their cocks in. It was tight and so so hot.
“That's it, slut, choke on both of us.” Bruce coughed as they pulled out again, but they didn't give him long to recover, putting both in again and roughly fucking his mouth. Tears gathered in Bruce's eyes.
“Will you leave him conscious,” Guy asked. “I want a go at him too.”
“Fine,” Ollie said while roughly pushing Bruce down their cocks.
By now, the exposed half of the bat's face was red, tears rolling down the cowl and snot coming out of his nose, but he still kept it up, so eager for the incoming explosion of cum in his face.
“And? Figured it out yet?” Hal was getting close. He desperately wanted to win from Ollie and make Bruce scream his name.
“Mmhmm,” Bruce said around the cocks in his mouth.
Oliver and Hal both pulled out, leaving Bruce panting. “What's that?”
Bruce wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Easy. Oliver has the bigger dick, by a long shot.”
“Ha!” Ollie laughed. “Knew you loved my cock more, Brucie.”
Hal couldn't believe his ears. The archer's cock was thin and curvy, not bigger than his. “Fuck you, you slut, I'll make you regret that.”
“I hope so,” Bruce said. “Or maybe two Green Lanterns can measure up to one Green Arrow.” Guy perked up at that, disintegrating the cockwarming construct on his own hard-on.
“Well show the cock slut what two Green Lanterns are really capable of, Jordan,” he warned, before making Bruce cry out from the green plug still on his ass. The thing turned bigger and bigger, until green cum exploded deep on Bruce's cavity, giving him a belly bulge. The bat felt his own belly in disbelief and hung onto Green Arrow for support. He quickly took Oliver in his mouth again, desperate for something to suck on. He slobbered all over the big cock, completely cock drunk.
“Hmm, that's it, Brucie. Show me how much you love my cock baby girl.” Oliver held onto the ears of his cowl again and fucked Bruce's face hard and rough, making him choke. He went faster and deeper until he came deep inside his throat with a shout. As he pulled out, more cum dribbled onto Bruce's chin, ruining him even further.
Dutifully, Bruce licked the remainder of ollie's cum off the tip of his dick. He moaned from how much he loved the taste. “Did I do well, Green Arrow?” He asked when he was done.
“Oh yes, you were so good, batslut. Don't forget whose cock you love most.” Oliver swiped a finger through the mess on Bruce's chin and nose before letting him lick that too. Then he finally tucked himself back into his pants and flopped down on a chair.
Hal was irate. He could make Bruce scream like that. He would make Bruce scream like even Superman hadn't done yet. But first, he wanted to hear the slut beg and whine his name.
Still eager for more, Bruce already tried to wrap his lips around Hal's cock again, but Hal pulled away. “There's no way I'm giving you what you want right now, slut.”
“Heh! This is amazing,” Guy said. He'd turned towards them on his chair. “We'll put him in his place together, Jordan.”
Bruce crawled over to the other Lantern. “You'll let me suck your cock, won't you, Guy? So big and strong… put me in my place.”
Guy licked his lips, leering. “Not yet, little slut. You can keep it warm though, so it can wreck your ass later.”
Bruce eagerly wrapped his mouth around guy's cock and sank down, guided by the Lantern. Guy was smart and constructed a cock cage to trap Bruce's spent and useless little penis in. At the same time, Hal constructed a set of large anal beads and guided those to Bruce's already slick and gaping hole. The first one popped in easily, making Bruce moan in surprise. The second one was a bit harder, but still very doable. The third one, the size of an orange, didn't go in at the first try.
“Hnnn,” Bruce moaned around Guy's cock. Hal pulled out the second bead, watching the rim of Bruce's hole catch on it, and let it slip back inside with a pop. He tried the third one again, squirting some more lube. It went halfway, right to where the stretch was the biggest.
“Uhhn uhhh!” Bruce yelped.
“Oh come on, Bruce, this is nothing for a slut like you. There's another one after this too,” Hal said and made sure his construct had another bead, even bigger than the third. He pushed the third one up in Bruce's hole a couple more times, until it slipped in and the pucker swallowed it, trying to close around the connecting string again.
Guy used the bat's cocksucking handles to pull him off his cock again, letting him catch his breath. “That's three, bats. Let me see how full you are. Come on, turn around.”
Bruce got down on his hands and knees and crawled until his asshole was facing Guy, who was stroking his cock at the sight. Hal was doing the same. “Do you want to fuck my pussy yet?” The slut asked, still not satisfied. “Do you see how good it is?” Bruce laid down more, reaching back to pull at his own ass cheeks and showing more of his gape. “I can take more. I've taken Cyborg and Steel's metal cocks at the same time.”
“In that case, this one won't be a problem,” Hal said as he roughly assaulted Bruce's ass with the fourth ball. It was the size of a small melon. Bruce cried and moaned loudly, screaming in pleasure from getting his ass so thoroughly wrecked. It wasn't long until the last bead also got in halfway, completely stretching Bruce's rim around it. Hal left it there for a minute, listening to the bat panting and gasping for breath.
“Do you want my cock yet, Bruce?”
“A-always, Jordan,” Bruce said hoarsely. He sounded so much better saying Hal's name this way than he used to as Batman in JL meetings.
“Beg for it.”
The ball slipped inside, completely stuffing Bruce full. “I'm so full,” Bruce cried. “You've wrecked my pussy!”
“Let's put him on his back, Jordan. I want to see that belly being so full.” Guy supplied.
He made a table construct and one that lifted Bruce on it, while Hal added his beloved stretcher bar back between Bruce's legs. Guy prodded at the bat's belly, feeling the balls inside. “Uhhnn,” Bruce groaned.
“You look pregnant, slut,” Guy laughed.
“Come on, close that gaping hole, Bruce. It's all inside now.”
Bruce tried, but his hole was loosened too much. Hal could still see that green inside of him. “C-can’t,” he whined.
Hal licked his lips. Only he could ruin the bat like this, making him cry like a little bitch. Bruce touched his own belly, looking surprised when he actually felt the balls.
Mesmerized, Hal started pulling them out again, very slowly and making sure Bruce felt every millimeter of stretch. The biggest one took a couple tries again, making Bruce whimper. Guy wasn't exactly helping him by running a finger along the sensitive rim and licking his lips.
“Ohhh ahhh yeaaahhhh!” Bruce moaned as the biggest one came out all the way. The other balls popped out quickly and easily after that with some obscene sounds.
Hal also made a green harness, tying Bruce down and tying his legs so that he was folded in half, exposing his gaping hole.
“Wow, look at that,” Guy whistled. Hal put his fingers in, both hands, and stretched. He spat into the red puffy cavity. Bruce shivered with it.
“That feels so good…” Bruce whined. His hole tried to close on nothing. Hal spat again. “Please, please fuck me, Jordan. Need your cock, please,” the whore cried.
“You gonna tell me how big it is?” Hal spat again. Bruce mewled obscenely.
“Yes, yes, Green Lantern, please fuck me on your big cock!” Bruce was absolutely delirious wanting to get his hole wrecked. Hal entered him in one swift motion, making the immobile slut buckle in his harness. There was absolutely no resistance at all, but it was so hot.
“Sloppy, so sloppy, spooky. Your loose gigantic pussy isn't gonna make me cum anymore.” He slapped his hand down hard on the slut's bare thighs, making him scream as he set a brutal pace. He wasn't lying either, there simply wasn't enough pressure anymore on his shaft anymore.
“Maybe we oughta fuck the slut together then,” Guy said. Hal liked that idea. He was so hard he just needed to cum. He moved the construct of the harness in such a way that Bruce was hanging in it in the air, hands tight on his back and legs still spread. He dropped him down onto his cock, impaling him even deeper than before, making Bruce scream. Hal held his chin with one hand.
“That good enough yet? You like it rough, don't you? Like being a helpless doll.”
“Y-yes, yes, sir,” Bruce whined between the moans from being impaled by Hal's thick cock over and over. Guy stepped up behind batslut, and lined up his cock too. He pushed in next to Hal's cock, and the pressure was so good. Bruce moaned and panted and didn't know what to do with himself as he was fucked on two cocks. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Ahhhhh uhhh ahhh!” He screamed.
Hal silenced him with his mouth, spitting into Bruce's throat and sucking on his tongue. Together, he and Guy fucked the bat senseless, ruining his hole for anyone else that had wanted to use him that day. And still, Bruce was enjoying it so much, chanting how he loved their Green Lantern cocks.
As they both got close, Guy constructed several hard cocks that floated around Bruce's face, dousing him in green cum. The slut loved it, moaning with it as finally Hal and Guy both filled him with their seed, warming up his insides once again.
After, they deposited Bruce on the floor, in a pool of the cum that had already fallen out of him again. He mewled, still being spread by the harness and the spreader bar. And for the remainder of their monitor shift, Hal and Guy and Oliver kept Bruce stuffed full with green plugs and other objects, making sure the slut was happy and satisfied.