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It all started with a little bit of anime that Kon had just barely managed to talk Bart into watching.
"Books are more my thing," Bart had pouted at him before eyeing the TV distastefully. "Books, I can read at my own pace. You can't do that with movies and tv shows, they get funky when you try and fast forward.”
Deciding it wouldn't be wise to point out that Bart had an unfortunately nasty habit of tearing out pages accidentally from books when they did that, Kon said, "But consider, I'll give you the best foot massage a Speedster could ask for,” the clone bargained.
"I hate that that works on me." Bart's nose did that cute little twitching thing.
"I'll toss in the thighs free of charge." Kon added.
"You're just trying to talk me into couple cuddles while trying to convert me to one of your fandoms," Bart accused with slightly narrowed eyes.
"Guilty," Kon confessed, unabashed.
"Deal!" Bart grinned, because a massage was totally worth having to put up with a dreaded normally paced TV program.
Five minutes into Naruto, Bart was snorting at the kid's use of shape shifting to turn into a sexy hot chick.
"I don't get why his teacher was so annoyed at that one, the kid successfully used that to one up the leader of their village," Bart popped a snack into their mouth. Then, they turned their gaze on Kon, a mischievous look on their face. "I bet that would have worked on you too."
"Hey!"
"It's true and I should say it," Bart shrugged as the pair of them continued to watch.
It did not take long for Naruto, the one kid in his class who failed to make illusion clones, to successfully master making a literal army of physical clones which he promptly set on his evil ex teacher.
"Huh," Bart blinked.
"I know right?" Kon munched on his own snacks with the hand he wasn't using for Bart's bribe massage. Kon glanced at Bart, smirking. "Do you think ninjas use that one for sex? Like a ‘go fuck yourself', taken literally."
Bart squinted in suspicion."Kon, would you fuck your clone?"
"Totally." Kon nodded.
"You fucked Match??"
"What!?" Kon spluttered. "I -no- that doesn't- I guess he is my clone now that I think about it, but that's beside the point!"
"The point being?" Bart raised an eyebrow.
"The point being that, if I could make magic clones like that, I'd totally use them for sex," Kon said shamelessly before giving Bart a sultry look. "I'd give you the banging of your life, Sunshine."
Bart stared at him blankly for a total of three seconds which, in Bart speak, was like a century. Then, in the bluntest voice Bart could manage, they said, "You do remember that I can actually do that, right?"
Kon's entire mind went blank for several moments. He and Bart slowly exchanged looks. Kon could practically feel his heart pounding with sudden anticipation, and the way Bart's eyes were darkening with lust? That feeling was totally mutual.
That was all it took before the two heroes were on each other, kissing passionately. Kon wasn't sure when he'd closed his eyes, but they snapped right open when he felt a second pair of lips on the back of his throat, two more arms wrapping around his waist.
"What did you say about the 'banging of your life', Kon?" Bart's Scout asked and Kon shivered as he felt the Scout's erection rub against his ass.
The real Bart kissed the side of Kon's mouth, their eyes a dark gold. "I'm gonna ruin you," Bart promised and Kon couldn't help but shiver. Then, Bart tilted their head. "Well - more than I usually do," they amended and Kon couldn't help but snort.
One moment, they were on the couch. The next, they were on the bed, and Bart had, well, multiplied.
The Scouts were pretty easy to distinguish, being made out of pure Speed Force energy. Still, despite being glowing golden copies of the genuine article that felt hot and throbbing to the touch with the power of barely controlled energy, they felt real. They felt like Bart, not like an imitation, but actually Bart.
"Hey Superclone, watch what we can do," the shit eating grin on Bart's face was audible, and Kon broke his kiss with one of the Scouts to look down.
Bart and a third Scout were both grinning at him, one sprawled on either side of his thighs. That was all the warning Kon got before Bart was making out with his own clone, with the head of Kon's cock between their lips.
"Fuck!" the hybrid gasped, tossing his head back and groaning at the sight. A fourth clone materialized in a flash of light, and there was suddenly a third tongue down there, this one digging into Kon's hole.
Shit, fuck! Bart was going to make do on their word, this was going to be a night to remember.
"You know how you asked if those anime ninja used cloning magic to fuck themselves?" Second whispered into Kon's ear as they rubbed a hand along Kon's abs before cupping his peck, finger swirling on the nipple. "I bet they do, because I have."
Kon could not be blamed for cumming right then and there, okay? He just couldn't, not with Bart and Third making out all over his cock while Fourth was now drilling him with fingers, and Second adding the icing to the cake with that absolutely filthy image that was probably going to repeat again and again in Kon's dreams.
Bart swallowed every single drop while Second's mouth continued sucking the shaft. Then, Bart released Kon's erection from their mouth with a loud wet pop.
The grin on Bart's face was all the warning Kon got before his datemate was making out with their Scout, with Second licking Bart's lips to get a taste of that cum.
Kon almost came again because holy fuck.
The good thing about Super Speed was that you could skip right to the good stuff. That was something that Kon didn't seem to understand all of the time, but that was okay! Bart was here to steer his lumbering himbo of a boytoy in the right direction from time to time.
Bart was just nice like that, okay!
Bart could overstimulate Kon on a good day pretty easily, truth be told. Kryptonians were fast, but Speedsters? Speedsters could move fast enough to tear through time, there wasn't anything that really came close..
Normal Bart could overstimulate Kon.
Bart with four clones? Well...
"Fuck," Bart gasped as they sunk down on Kon's cock. "Babe, I know you prefer bottoming, but this fucking eel you've got attached to you cannot go to waste, mmm," Bart let out a breathless noise as they rested their head against Kon's slowly bouncing pecks.
Kon let out a moan of his own that was gurgled by the dick currently lodged in his throat. His head was tipped back over the edge of the bed as Second shoved their glowing length down into Superboy's hungry fucking mouth.
Behind Bart, Fourth was fucking their way into Kon's hole, the human-Kryptonian hybrid unable to do much more that just lay there while being used by Bart and their Scouts.
As for Third, well...
A hand tugged on Kon's hair, with Second popping out of the clone boy's mouth with a loud wet pop. Kon turned his head to the side.
Third gasped against Kon's lips, their own cheeks flushed as they moaned. "To - told you, we've done this bef- fuck! " Third's eyes rolled into their skull as Fifth all but bent them in half, ramming into them hard with all the impatience of, well, Bart.
Kon and Third kissed sloppily, groaning into each other's mouths. Bart pushed themselves up, sitting up fully and bouncing on Kon's cock. Bart's hair was matted with sweat, bangs shifting with each and every thrust.
Kon wasn't even fucking them. Instead, the hybrid was all but fucked out already, a toy for Bart to use however they wanted. A dildo, a hole, all of the above? That was Kon right now, just laying there with his eyes rolling into the back of his head while Bart did all of the work, five times over
Fourth kissed Bart's back, pushing Kon's thighs up. Bart let out a sharp gasp as the movement shifted Kon inside of them, rubbing against the Speedster's sweet spot in all the right ways. Bart fell forward again as Kon arched his back, wrapping his strong muscular arms around Bart and moaning loudly.
"Fuck," Fourth groaned. "This muscle pussy is the best. You have all got to try thi - fuck!" the Scout began to swear in Interlac.
Kneeling behind them, Second had their hands on Fourth’s ass, spreading the cheeks apart to eat them out. "Hurry up and cum already," Second spanked one of the cheeks, kneading it as they gave Fourth another lick. "I want my turn."
"Turn?" Kon managed to slur, twisting his head to look towards them. He couldn't really see Second from this angle, but he could hear every single word.
"Of course," Bart answered for their Scout, kissing the side of Kon's mouth before nipping at the hybrid's throat. "You do have to go through all of us, after all."
"Shit!" Fourth swore loudly as Kon tightened up around the Scout. The Scout lasted only another few thrusts before slamming all the way in and cumming, hard.
Bart themselves shuddered as Kon exploded inside of them. That didn't stop the Speedster from bouncing up on Kon's lap in the slightest. If anything, Bart sped up, and they weren't alone when Second pushed Fourth aside so they could get into Kon's now sloppy hole.
"Fuck, he's so warm and did I mention our cum is the best lube?" Second wasted absolutely no time, quickly rapping up a quick tempo. "Can't tell what's better - that whore mouth or this tight cunt."
Kon shuddered under Bart, eyes rolled into the back of his head. Bart grinned, kissing the fucked out clone sweetly. "That's it, let us use you. Just let go and feel good."
All Bart got in response was a broken gasp against their lips.
Kon tried to kiss Bart, he really did, but kissing took effort, and effort was hard to even mildly muster when you had two big dicks in your ass.
So, Bart did the work instead, peppering Kon's face with kisses, their mouth and lips wandering all over, a hand curled into Kon's hair and yanking on it as the Kryptonian groaned.
"So good for me," Bart murmured, kissing Kon's neck, sucking on a mark that would definitely still be there by morning.
Bart and Kon were laying side by side, Bart to Kon's front. Fifth was behind the clone boy, fucking up into him at a languid pace. (well, languid for Bart. By human standards, Kon's super cheeks were definitely getting a hell of a clapping).
Third was behind Bart, fucking into them with a slamming force that was definitely going to leave bruises.
Bart gasped against Kon's lips, the pair of them moaning more against each other's mouths than actually kissing. Bart wasn't even moving, not really. Every jostling movement that drove their dick further into Kon and rubbing against Fifth's was caused by Third.
"Awe, don't they look cute?" Second said.
"A real sight to remember, that's for sure." Fourth agreed.
Second was bouncing in Fourth's lap eagerly, the two Scouts kissing hungrily. Then, practically in synchronization, both Scouts smirked at each other before suddenly vanishing without warning.
Bart came right then and there, head tossed back as they let out a scream at the sudden flood of memories and sensation.
"Shit!" Third swore as Bart tightened. The Scout pumped in a few more times before pulling out of the Speedster's gaping twitching hole, golden cum dripping out.
Kon felt Fifth pulling him off Bart, and that was all the warning he got before the Scout had him bent over face first into the sheets, ramming into him at full speed.
"Fuck! Good! Sloppy! Hole!" Fifth slammed in several times, hands wrapped around Kon's waist before they came, large spurts of warm cum adding to the mess already inside of the very happy hybrid.
Fifth pulled out before collapsing next to Kon, grinning at Third. "Your turn," they said.
Kon was so fucked out and cock drunk that when Third flipped the clone onto his back and bent him in half with his ankles touching his neck that all he did was moan and beg for more.
Several hours later, the entire apartment was a mess, the bed was broken yet again, and Kon and Bart were both sprawled on the remains of their broken dining room table.
"We are so doing that again later," Bart murmured against Kon's lips as the pair of them made out, both too worn out for anything else.
"I'm gonna hold you to that, Sunshine." Kon's voice was hoarse, tired and exhausted, but just like Bart he was eager for a repeat.
... Whenever he could feel his legs again, that is.