Just Another Day
Author: zenithjolt
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut.
Summary: Kon and Bart want to know Tim's perfect girl.
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Robin arrived at the Justice cave early that morning, and did not expect to see either Superboy or Impulse.
"Hey guys, I didn't expect to see- um, guys?"
Kon and Bart turned to face him, "Hey Robin!", then turned back around.
Tim raised an eyebrow.
"Uh, guys, what are you doing at the main console?"
"We found this really cool program off the net and downloaded it. This thing is awesome!" said Kon.
"The console is NOT a gaming station! You could have downloaded a virus or something...! Are you two even listening?"
Robin stood there with his hands on his hips. After a while he sighed, then walked over and took a look at the screen. "'Design your perfect date'?"
"Yup!" answered Bart.
"Isn't that for girls?"
"Girls AND BOYS," Kon pointed out.
"Yeah! See, it has loads of options for women; bust sizes, skimpy clothes, hair styles, even underwear!"
Bart pointed to the menu box with different kinds of underwear, then selected one and pasted it onto the 'body'.
"BART! NO! Take that off right now!!"
"Wow, I never knew you had it in you, wonder boy," answered Kon.
Tim blushed, "That's NOT what I meant," Tim ground out. "De-select the Bat symbol thong. NOW."
Kon and Bart laughed at him, but did as he asked, and replaced it with red and white coloured ones.
"Hey! Why does she have to have your colours?" asked Kon.
"Because it's my turn!"
"Fine fine."
Tim rolled his eyes and turned to leave. "Just make sure that when the girls get here they don't find you playing that."
"Hey, you're not leaving are ya?" Kon flew over to Tim and grabbed his shoulders to steer him back to the console.
"Yeah, c'mon Rob', It'll be fun!" Bart grinned at him then turned back to selecting a hair style.
"Dude, ginger?"
"It's not ginger! It's red."
"Same difference."
"Bah."
He changed it to brunette, then selected a decent dress and bust size. Tim approved; he'd never actually thought about the kind of girl Bart would go for, and it was interesting to see. The game seemed to be very specific.
"There, all done! What do you guys think?"
"She's really pretty Bart, you have good taste. I would never would've imagined you'd go for some one so... normal," Tim complimented him.
"Thanks!"
"Well, she's ok, I guess, doesn't really seem like someone you can have a lotta fun with though," Kon added.
"What? Kon, that's ridiculous," said Tim.
"Yeah, she's not even real, how would you know?!"
Kon smacked his face. "Never mind."
"I can imagine what YOU'D go for," said Tim.
Kon frowned at him, then grinned and took the controls. He saved Bart's then opened up a new window.
"Ok, let's see."
Tim and Bart exchanged looks, and were not surprised at all when Kon went to the bust size menu first.
"ERROR. BUST SIZE CANNOT EXCEED CUP SIZE G. INSUFFICIENT MEMORY."
"What?! Stupid crummy computer! I don't wanna have my turn any more....... stop laughing."
Bart patted Kon on the shoulder and took the controls, then put them in front of Tim.
"C'mon Rob! You're go!" he said excitedly.
"Yeah, I'm curious, boy wonder."
"No thanks guys, I prefer not to objectify women. You see if the girls do catch us, I want to live."
Kon rolled his eyes. "Aw, c'mon Robbie, don't leave us hanging."
Tim sighed. "What the heck? Alright. But then we stop."
"Sweet! Ok."
"Well... I was thinking a little muscular maybe... yeah, like that, and, short red hair.... oh, no wait, try black.... longer.... too long... yeah, but change the style.... and change her posture a little bit, make her taller."
"What about boobs?" Asked Kon.
"Um, a little bigger.... not THAT big Kon.... yeah, well, actually, make them smaller... little more... there, that's fine, and make her eyes goldish... not that much."
"Hey! That's like my eyes!" Bart came forward for a closer look.
"Huh, yeah, it is a little like Bart's isn't it Rob?"
"Oh, I didn't notice."
"But, wow, she's really pretty." Bart gazed at the screen, "Kinda reminds me of someone."
"Yeah, me too. Can't seem to put my finger on it." Kon finished adding in the eye colour, then moved on to the clothes section. "Thinking of anyone in particular Rob'?"
Tim blushed and realised what he'd been describing, "Um, no, no one. I just, I like those characteristics." He clutched the inside of his cape. "Um, I gotta go, I just realised I have a few thing's to do befo-"
"What about clothes?" Kon interrupted him.
"Um-" Before Tim could answer Kon interrupted him again.
"I was thinking a nice blue T-shirt, with white pants streaked with red, kinda like lightening, and maybe a leather jacket, what do you think...?" His tone was knowing.
Tim froze. Kon looked at him intently. He knew this was a bad idea, but he never imagined that it would turn out this way. They weren't supposed to know. No one was.
"... Kon..." said Bart.
Tim and Kon turned to face him, he was still looking at the screen.
"You have no sense of fashion AT ALL. Did they like, cut back on spending and not program that into you or something?"
"Bart!" Kon shouted and whacked him around the head.
"What?! "
"Open your EYES man."
"W- oh, right, that's... Robin has a thing for us?"
Tim blushed. "You weren't supposed to find out but...... it slipped."
Kon came closer to him and took one of Tim's hands. "You should have just told us."
"Yeah, Rob, what was holding you back?"
"Y-you're ok with this?"
Kon and Bart exchanged grins.
"VERY ok with it."
"So does this mean we can keep the game?" asked Bart.
"... You're not serious? We're so gonna score right now AND YOU STILL WANT THE GAME?"
"'Score'? 'Score' WHAT? Who's gonna score?! If you guy's think that- oh..."
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Tim found that his head was spinning. Bart was working on relieving Tim of his pants as Kon undid the latches on Tim's tunic.
Kon managed to get it open, then began to run his hands up Tim's under shirt, slowly kissing up Tim's chest, his neck. Bart pulled down his pants, and nudged Tim gently to step out of them, then pulled both Tim and Kon towards the large round table in the centre of the room and climbed on top. Tim on the bottom, Bart and Kon on either side of him. He felt Bart's hands smoothing over his skin, gently vibrating and massaging. He felt Kon's TTK all over his body, sometimes a gentle flutter, and other times, and places, a wonderful firmness.
Tim moaned, and arched up into each and every touch. Kon's hands found their way between Tim's legs, "Jesus! That- that was..."
"Good?" finished Kon.
"Yeah..."
Kon grinned and rubbed harder in the same spot, Tim bit his lip. Bart moved his hand to Tim's other thigh, vibrating, higher... higher.
"Oh, God, Bart that's... yes..."
He felt the tip of Kon's tongue dip into his ear teasingly, then a shiver ran down his spine as Kon blew into it. Tim couldn't move his arms or legs, he was effectively pinned against the mattress, and that was perfectly fine.
When Bart and Kon both reached into his underpants Tim sucked in a breath, his chest heaving, his eyes started flickering when Kon's hand brushed against the tip of his shaft. Tim lips were parted and needy and the rest of him flushed up to his cheeks. He bit his lip, suppressing a moan, his eyes rolling back into his head.
They smiled at him, and trailed their lips down Tim's neck, nipping and kissing. Tim felt a hand, Kon's most probably, sliding up and entering him, it was wet, and god, it was amazing. One of Bart's fingers followed, slipping in, vibrating. Tim let out a breath and groaned, clenching around their fingers. He spread his legs wider and pushed down. A stray hand brushed against his nipple making his hairs stand on end.
He's never been that sensitive before.
"Yes, yes, yes! God, don't stop!"
Tim mentally chided himself for sounding like a bad porno, but he just couldn't help but wonder when they had gotten so good at-at... THAT. Kon slowly peeled Tim's underpants down and off. He was completely naked and flushed, his cock bobbing and already leaking at the tip. Kon and Bart pulled their fingers out of Tim, Bart grabbing hold of Tim's cock with one hand, the other pushing Tim's knee up to his chest while Kon moved between Tim's legs.
Kon couldn't help but lick his lips. Robin, laid out on the table, naked and flushed was one hell of a sight. He put two of his fingers to Bart's lips, and Robin watched and Bart licked them and swirled his tongue around both digits. Kon brought them back down and pressed into Robin and was rewarded with a beautiful moan. Although Robin sounded a little too much like a bad porno, the sights surly made up for the sounds. He started pumping, in and out...
"Mmmm, god yes! Take me!"
Kon wondered if he should consider getting ear plugs for the future. Thankfully Bart bent over and kissed him, muffling anything else. Kon aligned himself up and began to slowly push in.
Bart was watching Kon as he moved in and out and pumped Tim's cock, and his own in unison. Tim moaned into his mouth.
Tim felt Kon's length pumping in and out of him, sometimes pulling out almost to the tip, then back in fast, trying to get to his core. Bart's mouth on his was sweet, and tasted like Zestie, his lips were soft and his tongue explored Tim's mouth.
Tim arched up one final time and came, splashing some of his come on his belly and Kon's chest. Kon gave a final few needy pumps and came soon after, squirting inside Tim. Bart pulled away from Tim's mouth and came with a shout, his body seemed to blur.
They collapsed next to Tim, breathing heavily.
"W-wow... um... that was am-amazing..." Tim said, out of breath.
"Yeah, we could tell," Kon said, just as out of breath.
Tim blushed and bit his lip, "Sorry."
Kon smiled at him, "Well, it was kinda hot actually, but I think in the future we may definitely need name tags?"
"Sorry about that." Tim's blush grew deeper.
Kon and Bart laughed and hugged Tim tightly, squishing him in the middle. They lay there for a while before Tim remembered the girls would be arriving soon, and quickly got dressed and ready for their meeting. The fact that the main computer console crashed, due to a hidden virus in the lingerie options in the wonderful game that brought them all together, is something for another day.
Fin.
Epilogue...
"Damn that Bat-thong..."
Tim groaned and tried again.
Ctrl. Alt. DELETE.
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