Bruce, Dick and Clark
Over the next few days, the movers arrived, Macy’s delivered the sleeper sofa, and my home gym was set up. Two small tables flanked the sleeper sofa, perfectly aligning with the tall windows. My landlord/hot date, Richard, and I grew closer during that time. Being gay, I wanted to hang my pride flag somewhere near my desk. The closets were huge and deep, so I placed my desk and computer and all my writing essentials behind one of them. Since I didn’t have many clothes, everything fit perfectly into the second closet.
That night he cooked, damn good chicken stew from scratch. "He asked me why I hadn't had sex in years!"
"I dated my first crush. We were both virgins. He was a great guy. He was my gay teacher. We got to know each in a few months and .... then he ... died. A love cut short." I smiled sadly.
"Holy shit!" Richard hugged Bruce. "I am so sorry."
"A coronary. After that, I threw myself into writing my next book and shut the world out. I carried on alone. Alone felt okay—at first." He threw his hands up. "No, I wasn’t okay with it. I keep lying to myself, pretending I'm okay. Then I moved from Nashville to here. And then you showed up—funny, wild, so good-looking. I’m painfully boring, and you’re just… you!"
"Soo maybe I can be your substitute teacher, if you let me." "Okay." I said with a smile. "So, like, you've never had a threesome or gone to an underwear party, been gang banged, been in an orgy? Drank a Cosmo?"
"Wow. that's a lot of stuff! I've been kissed; I've been fingered. Obviously, I've sucked cock, licked butt, got my ass pounded a couple times. Which I like. I'm not the aggressive type."
"You mean ... Bottom." He giggled. It was infectious.
Richard lovingly grabbed the back of my neck and pressed his lips against mine. I got hard. I could feel his hard dick as he held my body close in that hug. He kissed me lovingly, passionately. When the kiss was completed, Richard reached for his cell and dialed. The person picked up after two rings. "Hey, Clark What are you up to?"
"Nothing."
"Get your ass over here. Bruce Wayne is here and he needs our help ... and our cocks."
"You're taking about your new renter? That hot boy whose been working out in his Tighty-whiteys with the drapes open on the second-floor studio. I've seen him. I'd do him!"
"Yes. His name is actually Bruce Wayne Philips. Yes,, he's my new renter... I checked his driver's license, that's his name. Bruce Wayne. Philips. Come on over Clark tonight ... in costume ... just in case he wants a little action this evening with two hot superhero studs.
"What's the hot newbie done so far?"
"Not much!! He's done nothing besides kissing and some oral cock licking. He's a bottom. A hottie waiting to be fucked with his batman briefs around his ankles. "And he's so damn cute!!"
"Did you do him already? You did him already, didn't you?".
"No." He surprised himself.
"No. Not really. But he wants to. I can feel it. He's just come out and he needs our superhero skills. His name is really Bruce Wayne!! Wow!"
"I swear to you. May my dick shrivel up if I'm lying. But he needs our help, Clark!! Come over for dinner. We'll initiate Operation Threesome. Custom made. Make him feel good, I want us all to be the 'Super friends' without Wonder Woman." The first bottle of good wine was opened.
Richard had made chili with noodles and shredded cheddar cheese now warming on the stove. I arrived. I brought a cheesecake. A small duffle bag and sat on the sofa. Clark arrived minutes later. He was tall, had black shiny hair combed back. Steel blue eyes. Hot body and a tight ass. The kind of ass that made any gay man want to rim that perfect hole, I know I did.
We had a nice dinner and great conversation about their jobs, their friends, the neighborhood.
Also, I noticed Clark had an ample bulge, and a devilish smile painted on his face. He stared at me, undressing me mentally. Abruptly he swatted my ass ... hard. I loved it and took an intake of air to let him know he could do it again if he wanted to. While we washed up, we opened another bottle of good wine.
"You got your superhero briefs on?" Clark asked me. He slapped my ass again. My dick started getting hard.
"Wearing them." I answered.
"This is how it works. You get up and you dance seductively. You can touch anyone, anywhere. Then slowly strip to your underwear. We have stripper music if you need it
"Virgins go first."
I got up and swallowed two gulps of wine seeking Dutch courage. I turned my ass to them and shook it then slowly pulling down my jeans. I seductively flashed the waistband of my Batman briefs. My dick was getting hard fast. Then I gave myself a wedgie exposing my ass cheeks. I rubbed my bulge across Clark's lips. He slapped my ass ... hard. I loved it. I felt Richard's hand reaching into my underwear. He grabbed my cock. Jacked it. Squeezed it. Then pulled my underwear down and inhaled my cock. I let out a long moan.
Then I felt two fingers Clark pressed his mouth on my boy hole. His tongue was like a wild animal, shoving his tongue deeper making me shiver. Richard lubed up my hole, then his dick. I let out a yelp as Richard rammed my pink hole with his thick perfect cock. He filled up my hole. I was shaking in pure sexual seduction.
I opened my mouth to scream out in pleasure but the moment I did Clark shoved his thick cock deep in my throat. Filling my throat with such heat, pleasure and in a hot minute he was cumming in my waiting mouth. God! So much cum. It tasted so good. It dribbled down my chin. Richard licked up what was left behind from my face.
Clark's cock juice tasted like almonds. Richard got down and licked my cum covered cock and stuck his tongue up my hole. Then aggressively he got me on all fours. Richard placed his dick in front of Clark. Knowing Clark would get his cock lubed up with a lot of saliva and pre-cum ready for a hole. Richard jammed his throbbing cock right up my opened hole which was already dripping with lots of cum. He fucked my butt hole hard. Clark pounded my sloppy hole; we were like a well-oiled machine. A Fuck Machine. A gay superhero Machine!
We took a breather. And that's when it dawned on me.
I laughed my two sex partners turned to me inquisitively. "I just realized." I turned to Richard, pulled off his Robin underwear, his huge cock popped up again. "I just got it. You're Richard, long version of Dick! Dick Grayson.
Smiling "Dick" said, "Suck my dick, boy!!"
