Supers - Ex Heroes

by Jamie Hawke

  At first I tried to stop, to pull away, but she moved her legs to my waist and pulled me in harder, all the way, and slapped me again.

  “Fucking cum!” she said, rocking me to her motion, “Do it, do it, do it!”

  And then I did, my chest feeling like it was giving out, my arms shaking, and she moaned long and hard, her abs tightening up in a cute little way, her breasts shaking with each move as I thrust and thrust again, getting the full pleasure out of this moment in case it never came again.

  Might as well get the most out of it.

  “Help me,” Charm said, unable to control herself anymore, and she stripped off her pants.

  My dick was already losing its firmness, and I started to say so, but she shook her head, “You wanted to taste me? Do it.”

  She pushed me back and away from Twitch, straddling my head, and thrust her wet pussy onto my face. I fucking loved it. All of that passion that had been held back with Twitch because of confusion and uncertainty now burst out through my tongue and I was lapping her up, caressing the sides of her pussy and then moving to her clit, circling it, rubbing my tongue back and forth, doing anything and everything I could with the tool at my disposal.

  “Just… do what you need to do,” I faintly heard Twitch say, vaguely aware of her moving to the wall to sit next to us and watch, and then Charm was moaning and tensing too, finally letting out a squeal and she was done, my lips and chin covered in her fluids.

  My breathing was heavy, as was both of theirs, and we all sat there, overwhelmed, exhausted, loving the moment.

  Finally, I turned to Twitch and waited.

  Her eyes met mine, and this time held my gaze. “Best science experiment ever.”

  “I know I learned a lot,” Charm added.

  “Are you serious?” I asked Twitch. “You’re sticking to this science thing?”

  Twitch grinned. “It was fun, too. You’ve got a huge cock when it’s hard. Kind of would’ve been a surprise if I hadn’t seen it last night.”

  “So now you admit you were watching?”

  She shrugged.

  “And… this science?” I asked.

  “Ah, right.” She glanced over at Charm, eyes moving over her nude form, and smiled. “My theory was this—you got a blowjob from her and your powers started working. Or rather, you adapted a power like hers, only slightly different. So, my choices were between a blowjob or this, and… sorry, for some reason it seems easier to stick a stranger’s cock down there than in my mouth.”

  “A stranger?”

  “Not anymore,” she said with another deep breath.

  “Wait, so you’re saying you think I might have some of your power now?” I stood up, not caring that I had no pants on at the moment. “Holy shit, wait, that’s twisted if it’s true, isn’t it. I mean, getting powers from sex.”

  “I’d considered that it might be something like how STDs used to be transmitted,” she admitted. “Blood sharing and all that, but I didn’t want to cut us both and test that way. Honestly, I might have wanted this for other reasons aside from science.”

  “You don’t say!” I laughed.

  Charm grinned. “I kinda noticed you enjoying it.”

  Twitch nodded. “Maybe it’ll happen again, who knows. The point is, we need to see if it worked. I mean, the science part.”

  “Because we all know the rest of it worked,” Charm said, winking at me.

  “Is it weird that I feel kinda used?” I asked, grabbing my pants and underwear. As I put them on, I added, “In my world, sex is usually more of a relationship thing.”

  “Ours too,” Twitch said. “Though you are with supervillains, I should remind you. We’re known for being naughty.”

  “Neither of you really are though,” I pointed out.

  “Technically, I’m still a virgin,” Charm pointed out. “Not my mouth or hand, but, you know.”

  “I meant neither of you are supervillains,” I clarified, trying to not think about her going down on me again.

  Charm and Twitch shared a skeptical look. They both still thought they deserved to be here, in some twisted way. Right then, I decided it would be my goal to ensure that thought was obliterated from their minds by the time we escaped from this prison.

  “How about you pull up your info there and see if the test worked,” Twitch said.

  I pulled up my screen. It said: Level: Three. Special Powers: Manipulation, Camouflage. Notes: Mixture successful with current levels at one-hundred and ninety-five percent, accordingly.

  They noticed my frown and asked what it was, while I scrolled over. Where there had been the camo skill sets before, there was something new now—what appeared to be similar skill sets as before, but with alterations. Where before it had said camo with mobility, now there was a new addition to the side that allowed for self-illusion. Continuing down the branches, there was one that said object as illusion, and another that said conjure illusion.

  “This sounds… crazy,” I said as I stood, legs wobbly. “The skill points… let me try this.”

  I used my two skill points to get camo with mobility and the self-illusion addition, then closed the screen.

  “Well?” Twitch said, her voice barely hiding her impatience.

  “Let’s see,” I said, and then stood against the wall. I took on the color and texture, and this time when I moved away from the wall, it stuck. Only, a sliding bar appeared where the screen normally would. As it was moving down toward empty, I assumed that meant how much time I had.

  I wasn’t sure how to do the illusion part of it. At first I imagined a wolf, like the werewolf kinds from old movies, but nothing was happening. I frowned, confused, but didn’t have long to wait to figure it out—as soon as the timer bar became empty, both women stared at me, pulling back in shock. Charm actually hit the wall with her head and yelped.

  “How the f—” Twitch started, and then the surprise left her eyes.

  “What?” I asked, glancing down to see I was back to normal.

  “You were a standing, glowering wolf, but only for a couple seconds,” she said.

  “Badass!” Charm rubbed her head, eyeing me with a new level of respect.

  After a moment of silence, my eyes roamed over them and they each took that as a reminder that they were still nude. They dressed as Twitch spoke.

  “Clearly, the test worked. Well worth every minute, too.” She gave me a brief smile to show she was joking. “Thing is, you don’t seem to just copy the person’s power, you kind of adapt it in some way.”

  “And mix it,” I noted. “Like a color wheel, kind of?”

  “You lost me,” Charm admitted, pulling her shirt down over her tits. I was sad to see them go.

  “Like mixing red and blue, you get purple. Maybe it’s like that here? What is red in this case? Yellow? And how do I get to orange?”

  “So… what?” Charm asked. “You have to sleep with the entire prison ship to see what sort of powers you can get?”

  “Definitely not doing that,” I said.

  “Plus,” Twitch added, “what if some powers override the old, or at some point, using your analogy, if you add enough colors do you just get brown?”

  “And do they fade?” Charm asked. “You know, like chalk, and how it clears away when it rains. Or crayons, which taste good, do you taste better now?” She leaned in and licked my cheek. “Hmm, about the same.”

  “Thanks for that,” I said, wiping my cheek.

  “Remember the blood theory,” Twitch interjected. “If I’m right, we might have to simply share blood with the super. And here’s the thing—this prison kept its ability to block supers from using their powers because of one individual. One of the Elders, and he… Charm, yes?”

  Charm was raising her hand excitedly. “Oooh, ooh, he has a brother here!”

  “Exactly. I’d be willing to bet Ranger somehow saw to said Elder’s brother getting out of his bondage, so that he could use his powers to counteract the good brother’s powers, th
ereby letting all other supers regain their own. If we could just steal the bad brother’s powers, we might be able to at least put the prison back into lockdown.”

  “Except that powers might mix and get muddied, as we discussed,” I pointed out.

  “It’s our only chance.”

  “Well, when you put it like that.” I ran a hand through my hair. “No time for a nap?”

  “None.”

  “In that case, that’s our plan, right? Find this brother of the Elder, mix blood, and take his powers. Hope that I get it right, that I don’t get some weird STD or whatever by mixing blood with him, and… go from there?”

  “I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Charm said.

  “Eh, I probably could’ve,” Twitch said, “but that about summed it up. Minus the STD thing—remember, they don’t exist here. Also, I wouldn’t worry about… she glanced down at my cock, pursed her lips, and said, “Babies, I mean. Not that you seemed to.”

  “Oh, shit!” The thought hadn’t even crossed my mind. With all the excitement, I’d forgotten about rubbers completely.

  “Like I said, relax. Supers live incredibly long, which is awesome, but… it’s also incredibly difficult to have babies. Chances of a super getting pregnant without help are like one percent. So… that’s practically protection right there.”

  “To be clear on the plan,” I said, “we’re still going to the Orange District?”

  Twitch nodded. “We’ll need more than just us looking for him. Teaming up with a resistance force, or forming one if necessary, will be a good first step. Now, let’s go make new friends and find ourselves a super to bleed.”

  I was relieved, scared, and my dick was exhausted. But I smiled, nodded, and followed them out to go hunt a super.

  13

  Twitch led the way, but I was able to follow on what I’d taken to calling my mini-map. I kept it up most of the way, watching occasionally in case we took a wrong turn. At one point I made a comment, but she laughed and proved me wrong—bringing us through a shortcut.

  We were more interested in my new powers than our surroundings and only had to use detours twice to avoid large groups of supervillains.

  “Sometimes powers take getting used to,” Charm explained. “Like at first, I was fast and strong. Of course I had my ears and tail, but it wasn’t until later that I learned about my moniker—my charm. Then it was all about trial and experiment.”

  “How’d that go?” Twitch asked.

  “You know… some kid tries to bully me, gets up in my face, I blow a bit of shame her way. She suddenly thinks we’ve all seen her naked and runs off, horrified.”

  “That’s possible?” I asked, then looked at them with shock. “Wait, I mean, did you use your charm to make me think I was… you know?”

  “Getting nasty with us?” Charm asked, then scoffed. “Hell no. That was all real. Besides, it’s not like that. She didn’t imagine being nude and think it was happening. My understanding of it is, she had a memory, but it didn’t make sense because part of her knew it had never happened. While she’s running off in horror, part of her knows it can’t be true. Still, her emotions take over and she’s embarrassed.”

  “Weird,” I said.

  “Kind of like how I charmed you to show me your cock.”

  “You didn’t,” Twitch said, giving her a scolding glance.

  “He wanted to, just needed to unleash the beast. Let his inhibitions down, you know?” Charm laughed. “We all had fun, no harm done.”

  “Seems wrong,” Twitch said, turning to me as if I had an opinion on it.

  I shrugged. “Maybe if the tables were reversed, but most guys would gladly expose themselves, especially if it means some action.”

  “Plus,” Charm raised a hand, “supervillain over here.”

  “That doesn’t give you free rein to do as you wish,” Twitch countered. “If anything, it means you should do more to prove you aren’t a horrible person.”

  Charm rolled her eyes and stopped, turning to me. “Breaker, did you feel I took advantage of you when I jacked you off and let you cum all over my chest?”

  I felt motion in my pants at the memory, cleared my throat, and said, “No.”

  “Hmm. Interesting. How about when I put your cock in my mouth in the shower? Then?”

  This time I laughed. “Come on, she’s not saying that.”

  “Then we all agree she can get off my case,” Charm said, glaring at Twitch. “Or maybe I charm you too, and we see what happens.”

  “Thus proving my point,” Twitch said.

  “Whatever.”

  Charm took the lead, but Twitch nodded to me as if she’d been getting my back in that argument. After a few minutes of walking, Charm started up again.

  “My point was that you have to test your powers,” she said. “Get used to it and see what else you can do.”

  “How do I do that?” I asked.

  “Imagine something like you did back there,” Twitch chimed in, looking thoughtful. “The wolf part might be easiest, since you did it once before.”

  “Yeah, do that one.” Charm bit her lip, her telltale sign that something excited her.

  “Really?” I asked, shaking my head.

  “Hey, it’s not bestiality if I know it’s really you using a disguise, and something about not being the only one with furry ears and a tail works for me.”

  There was no point trying to further understand that, and in some way, I supposed it made sense. As we walked, I simply thought about transforming. It wasn’t like magic, I supposed, where one had to strengthen a skill and master the art of pulling on dark forces or some etheric plane. Superpowers, to my understanding, simply worked as any part of you did. That said, maybe a good analogy was my recent obsession with sex. Just because I wanted to get a boner, didn’t mean it always went up. Like at that moment, when I wanted to change, nothing happened. Thinking of it in relation to my cock made a lot of sense, so instead of just wishing it to happen, I focused on the emotions I’d felt before. Trapped, two supervillains about to discover and kill me.

  My heart thudded and sure enough, I glanced down and my hands were covered in fur, long claws at the end of my fingers.

  “Fucking awesome!” Charm exclaimed, and Twitch was looking at me with respect.

  Above my mini-map, the bar showed up like it had with my camo before, quickly depleting until I showed up as plain old me again. When it faded, Charm looked extremely let down.

  “We need to grind,” I said.

  Charm glanced over to Trish, then back to me, and frowned. “I’m usually all for it, but is now really the time? I mean, you two just got it on and all…”

  “Not what I meant,” I explained. “Grind, like in a game. I need to fight to get my level up, make it last longer.”

  “To be clear, we’re not talking about sex?”

  “No,” I said, frustrated. “Make the power last longer, because apparently it’s all tied together—my powers, the suit. Everything.”

  “Ahhh,” Twitch said, nodding. “That’s not a bad idea. Fight some of the lower-powered supervillains to get you more used to your powers.”

  “Except that you don’t have any attack powers,” Charm pointed out.

  “That might be the first thing we have to remedy,” Twitch said.

  It was exactly what I’d been thinking, but I wasn’t sure how comfortable I was saying it to these two women. Taking on a new power was unpredictable. More relevant in this case was the fact that it meant either having some sort of intercourse with a super—oral, vaginal, maybe anal—or swapping blood. No matter what, it was an odd topic to bring up, so I was glad Twitch had done it instead of me.

  Charm was clearly feeling exactly what I’d worried about, as she glared at Twitch. “You want him to risk that sort of exposure?”

  “Neither of us has strong attack powers,” Twitch replied. “So we either trust someone else to be in our trio, or… convince a powerful super to go down on him.”


  I remembered how Twitch had watched and touched herself while Charm did just that in the shower. It shouldn’t have come as a shock that she suggested this. Charm, however, was appalled.

  “I’m sharing him with you because I like you, because you’re hot as fuck, and… whatever. The point is, no. I’m not okay with that.”

  “Sharing him with me?” Twitch asked, voice dripping with condescension.

  “I didn’t know I was yours to share,” I said, careful to keep my voice more curious than challenging.

  “Shut up,” Charm shot out, not even looking my way. “Of course you are.”

  I pursed my lips, wanting to say something, but figuring now wasn’t the best time. There was no reason for me to care if she was possessive. It was kinda cute.

  Twitch sighed. “You think I don’t have feelings for him, that I would be okay with some other woman wrapping her lips around his cock? Hell, doesn’t have to be a woman…”

  “Whoa, whoa!” I protested, but nobody was listening to me.

  “I think you’d like it!” Charm challenged her. She’d apparently noticed that night too, maybe even been putting on a show.

  Twitch licked her lips, glanced aside, and said, “Blood mixing then, I don’t care. Point is, we need someone with an attack power.”

  “Can’t you just reprogram him with those screens you have?” Charm asked with a sigh, apparently just as tired as I was of this conversation.

  “It doesn’t work like that.” Twitch shot up several screens and moved her hands along one. As she did, the lights dimmed, then went very bright. The walls twisted like long saws being bent, and as we watched, she even floated off the ground for a moment. When she landed, she explained, “I have to know what I’m doing, first of all. It’s like any programming—if you just hop in without a clue, you can seriously destroy something. And everything you see has its own code. That’s part of why I wasn’t able to fully understand Breaker’s powers at first. Now I’m getting more used to it, studying the way he works—”