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With his blindfold on and outstretched arms bolted to the wall by their wrists, legs open and scars visible on ashen skin, Tim’s Talon looks like an angle that crash landed between his plushies. The pussy pump has fully sealed itself around his Talon’s sex overnight, and Tim squats down in front of it, eyeing the red skin through the misted plastic before pushing a finger beneath. A hiss escapes as the fleshy and thick rose is exposed. Tim parts it curiously. Clear honey escapes and the thick, healthy semen Tim left within him before going to bed. Stretching him out with his fingers, Tim eyes his sealed piss hole, satisfied that the glue stick is holding firm. He shuffles closer in his pjs to fully and easily sink into his bruised cunt again, snuggling into his Talon like the big teddy bear he is.
“You feel so good, Dick,” Tim murmurs, kissing the underside of his chin and rolling his hips into the wet heat as the thumbs and pulls at the too innocent nipple, before brushing down to palm the anal plug harshly pushing out Dick’s stomach. He imagines it is him who reaches so far into Dick, that he can tease his own cockhead through his Talon’s flesh.
At his age, it does not take him long to come into his beautiful cum dump. He suckles on his throat as his flesh heaves and pulses around him, until he is satisfied with the marks his Talon bears.
Tim slips out with a moan. For now, Dick’s swollen lips seal the seed, but Tim wants him to overflow. He kisses his soft lips and seals the pump over his lips again, so they stay as plump as he wants them, then he stands to get ready for school.
Tim leaves his bathroom dressed and hair coiffed but getting ready in the room next to his beautifully caught Talon, has made him hard again. He ruffles Dick’s hair, pulling him nearer as he hastily opens his pants to push into the wet mouth. His throat opens beautifully for him, and Tim faces fucks his wonderful toy with all the delight he feels, sinking his nails into his skin as he comes down his throat with a wanton sigh. He snaps a picture with his cock still out to capture how aroused his Talon remains. Dick just came into his possession, and he cannot wait to get more gear to tease him. Nipple pumps are a must, as is a fucking machine and a magic wand he can set up as a pendulum, so it only teases Dick enough to keep his juices flowing while Tim cannot be with him. Eventually, he wants it all automated, so he doesn’t need to move a finger to see Dick wrecked.
Tim has already set up an appointment to keep Dick’s pussy as swollen as it is without having to rely on a pump to keep it plump.
His father is waiting for him in his room as he returns in the evening. His father’s Talon stands at his side.
“Talons are weapons, Tim,” his father says angrily as he gestures as Dick, and Tim shuts him out automatically, blankly staring at him. They’ve been through this before. Tim will not change how he is using his Talon.
“Fine,” Jack says as he realizes what his son is doing. His expression grows hard. “Talon.”
The word whips through the room, and Tim’s face grows pale, mouth opening. He tries to reach out, but he is too far away and nowhere near as fast as a Talon. His heart sinks as it descends on Dick.
His eyes widen when his father’s Talon is stopped in its tracks. Dick crushes its wrist between his knees, evading the claws trying to sink into his face and headbutts the other Talon so hard black blood is drawn.
His father stares in surprise, a slight tremor going through him as his Talon sinks to the ground, spasming between Dick’s spread legs as it heals itself.
“Fine,” his father growls, taking his Talon by the neck, to drag it out. “It seems you were rewarded the Gray Son for a reason.”
Tim wastes no time thinking about what will happen to that Talon now, eyes on Dick as he crosses the distance in a second, hastening to brush away the blood from his forehead and tugging off the blindfold. Piercing golden eyes regard him, breathing a calm controlled rhythm, but Tim recognizes the small irregularities.
He rips the pump off, watching his Talon’s eyes almost roll into his head as he arches against the wall from the painful stimulation. Tim swallows, nuzzling into his Talon’s neck as he breaths his scent in, pushing his fingers into him for the first time to ensure his pleasure. Talon gasps, whines, all those sounds Tim has never heard before, and then Dick comes, an explosion of nectar sullying Dick’s whole hand.
“M-Master...?” Dick gasps as he sinks against the wall. Tim kisses his neck, pushing nearer.
“I’m fine. I’m fine because you are,” Tim reassures as he guides his cock back into him to kiss him and fuck him hard against the wall. Dick is so strong. So, so strong, and Tim loves that it means nothing while they are together. Beneath his touch, Dick melts.
Tim cannot wait to see his Talon fuck his enemies up.