Challenge #73: Rimming Title: Rage Author:vl_redreign Condom(s): 4 to Brian
I
Rage and Zephyr crouched on the roof of the building. They’d been waiting for Ice-Tina to show up for hours, and it was inching towards midnight.
“Where is the bitch?” Rage stood up to stretch.
“Wait - there!” Zephyr pointed to a shadow moving slowly down the alley. Giving Rage a thumbs-up, Zephyr dove, landing right in front of the villianess. Rage shook his head, and went to rescue his stupid partner, yet again.
He snickered. Ice-Tina was kicking Zaphyr’s ass. He figured he’d better go rescue him, he was supposed to have his tongue in JT’s ass hours ago.
II
“Okay, alright, I screwed up!” Zephyr yelled, nursing the split lip and bruised jaw he’d gotten from Ice-Tina. Boy, she had one wicked right cross.
“What did I tell you? Villianesses are not regular girls, it’s okay to hit back,” Rage explained. “Now, let’s take her to the police, let them take over.”
“You’re just pissed that you haven’t gotten laid yet.”
“And who’s fault is that?”
“Okay, so I may have been mistaken about where she’d be tonight.”
“Yeah, just a little.”
“Look, I can handle this. Go find your boy toy.”
“Good, his ass is missing my tongue.”
III
Rage walked into his lair. It had been one long night, and at this point, all he wanted was a drink, a shower, and JT ass up and waiting. He crossed the room and stopped in front of his altar, er, bedroom.
JT was indeed on the bed, lying on his belly, naked. A drink sat on the nightstand, and he could hear the shower running. Rage sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed JT’s ass.
“I’ve trained you well.”
“I just know what you need.”
“I need your ass.”
JT moaned when Rage’s tongue met his ass.
IV
The unthinkable had happened.
Rage couldn’t get it up.
It happened during the last battle with Ice-Tina. She zapped him right in the nuts with her laser gun, and ever since, nothing worked. JT had even walked around the lair naked for two days, but nothing happened.
This made Rage…rage.
JT walked in on Rage throwing everything not bolted down around the lair. He’d had enough. He walked up to his lover and pushed him down onto the big floor cushions, stripping off Rage’s costume and burying his tongue in Rage’s ass. There. Something was happening. Rage was getting hard.