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Wally has a problem.
A speedster problem.
A very bad, very annoying speedster problem.
What is this problem you ask?
He gets aroused by just about anything. Randomly.
And no, not just teenage boy arousal. Speedster arousal. Where its completely random, he virbrates a lot with pent up energy, and needs to be solved before a mission or he could hurt people.
So what do his great friends do?
They help.
By dry humping him until he cums.
And Wally just thinks thats weird. So he trys to hold it off as long as he can. (Which really only drags it out. Its not like they were going to get discouraged when he didn't cum right away. They just kept at it until he couldn't hold on anymore.)
But Wally has this almost non existent thing called dignity that said to NOT unravel when your friends decided to be 'helpful'.
But he always fails.
Which leads us to right now.
He was having an episode.
And (thankfully) there was no one around in the living room to notice. So he could just slip quietly to his room and help himself there and no one could ever know.
Except nothing in this fucking universe and go Wally's way. Because as he's walking towards the door, Conner and Dick come through laughing over something.
Wally freezes. (As best he can while vibrating with to much energy) And gives the best deer in headlights impersonation of the century. Conner stops because he can HEAR Wally's heart and knows whats going on before he even looks at him. And Dick (who notices EVERYTHING) stops because he just knows. They both turn to him with twin looks of 'awe poor wallys having another episode'.
Wally hates that look. That look usually comes before the 'lets grab Wally and help him' and after that part comes the 'awe Wally's saying, no you guys really don't have to do this i want to go to my room this time, lets ignore him cause we know whats best' part.
The two of them slip into routine.
Conner grabs Wally's shoulders and has him sit on his lap while he dry humps his ass.
This causes Wallys protests to falter as the sensual sensation of Conner thrusting into his (CLOTHED, they never do this naked. There are still boundaries) ass begins to increase his vibrations.
Conners arms usually wrap around his stomach to simultaneously keep him in place and to give his arms something to do while they 'help'.
Then Robin will climb onto his lap and sit on his (very) hard dick.
"Guys-*moan*- i got this- don't-"
Robin starts to roll his hips on Wallys.
Wally mewls before trying to string coherent thoughts back together.
"Really-- s-top..." It comes out less forceful then he means it to when Robin presses his hands on his waist.
They take this as 'im not in the right frame of mind keep going'.
Conners humping his ass, while Dick humps his front and rubs his hands up and down his thighs.
This goes on for what feels like minutes (but in actuality is seconds) before Conner pressed his rough lips to his neck and the same time Robin grabs Wally's dick through his jeans.
Wally throws his head back, exposing more of his neck to the little bird, where he swoops in and licks a part of it.
So Conners peppering rough kisses and rolling his hips into Wally's backside; while Dicks rolling his hips into Wally's front harder and harder(as hard as the little bird knows how), fondling his dick through his jeans and licking his exposed skin.
He's not going to last much longer if his vibrations and panting are any indication.
"He's almost there." Conner says to Dick over Wallys shoulder. Momentarily forgetting the unravelling teen between them.
"Mmmhhm." Dick agrees into Wallys neck.
Really? How rude. If Wally could speak something other than pants and gibberish right now he would tell them how rude they are.
"You're close Wally." Dick murmers into Wally's neck with a smirk, not stopping his addicting movements.
But Wallys still holding on. Because DIGNITY. He refuses to cum in between these two. He will do it on his terms dammit.
But his hormones say otherwise.
They were ready for the release.
His vibrations were getting strong, his non sensible babble getting louder, and the heat in his stomach and flushed skin getting hotter.
Then Conner did something new.
He moved his arms away from his stomach and sliped them under Wallys shirt.
The vibrations made his body even more taunt when Conners big hands rubbed over his flushed skin. Then he started rubbing both of Wally's hard nipples.
The vibrations all pulled together in to one single place.
Wally threw his head back with a shout and came all inside his jeans.
As he calmed his breathing, Robin climbed off his shaking body. (no longer shaking with excess sex drive energy, no, this was all post cum shaking) Conner let Wally go and let him onto the floor, getting some tissues and passing them to him.
"Feel better?" Robin asks.
Wally mumbles something thats not quite english to him and cleans himself off.
Conner and Robin help him up and smile when he rights himself and starts to calm down after his getting off.
His skin is still flushed, he's sweaty and sticky, and he's pretty sure his pupils aren't normal size.
But he DOES feel better. Because it is better than the pain of speedster arousal. (which is way worse then being hard normally)
And since his friends mean well and make him feel better he doesn't ever complain right away.
He'll complain later.
(of course by that time they'll be convinced that it was his stubborness talking and won't belive him and will do it again next time like always)
He breaths deep and reluctantly thanks them and changes his jeans. They all go on their way.
Normal day in the life of Wally West.