The Games We Play

Title: The Games We Play
Author: Dreamwind
Rating: NC-17 for masturbation and sex. (boy on boy sex weeee!!)
Pairing: Robin and Superboy
Series: This story is a sequel to "My Secret" which is in the Misc section of the comic's section. It also takes place before they join the Titans. Mostly because I haven't been able to keep up with the comics. So things may be a bit AU. There will be another story after this one that will take place while they are Titans (so during the first few issues most likely).
Disclaimer: I don't own Superboy or Robin. I am only borrowing them temporarily. This is SLASH, meaning homosexual sex...male on male graphic action.

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Tim steppled his fingers, resting back in his chair. The screen before him was not promising. If he didn't do something soon . . . well, he wouldn't be able to recover. Taking a deep breath he picked up the black controller sitting before him. With a quick series on buttons being pressed down the screen before lit up began to move.

"It's about fucking time." Kon-el smirked and started pressing buttons on his own controller. "I didn't think you'd want to get your ass whooped again so soon."

"Oh, we'll see who get their ass whooped." Tim smirked, never looking away from the screen. "I don't intend to lose."

"Really? Then why don't we make this interesting?"

Tim pressed the pause button and turned to face Kon-el. "How interesting?"

"Well, if I win, which I will, then you have to . . .umm . . . "

"Well, well, the famous Superboy speechless! This must be a first."

"Shut up! I f I win you have to wear Arrowettes costume for the next 12 hours."

Tim blinked. He honestly hadn't thought Kon-el would suggest something like that. Cocking his head to the side he looked Superboy over, noting the faint blush on his golden cheeks. Of course the blush could be because of his argumentative state, or it could be . . . Tim smiled. "Fine but if I win-"

"If you win? I don't intend to loose."

Tim just smiled. "If I win, I get to fuck you."

Superboy actually shivered a little in anticipation. He couldn't help smiling either. It was a win - win situation for him. If he won Robin would have to wear that hot little skirt for him. I Robin won Superboy would get to lay back and enjoy the fruits of the Boy Wonders suppressed hormones. And boy did he enjoy that. The screen flickered to life before him again and Superboy looked up at the two characters on screen before him. Robin didn't stand a chance. Superboy had been playing the Guilty Gear X 2 game with Bart since the speedster had brought it to their hideout a week ago. And in all that time Tim hadn't once picked up a controller and played with them.

Kon-el of course had chosen the same character he chose every time, KY. The first time it had mostly been because of the name. Honestly what person chose KY as a name? He had however been surprised when Tim had chosen Bridget as his character of choice. The idea that Tim would pick out the only cross-dresser in the game was kind of funny. That in turn had caused his perverted teenage mind to wonder what Tim would look like in a short skirt. Blinking Kon realized his mind had wandered and Tim had been able to do some good damage to his character.

"Damn!"

Tim chuckled. "You should pay more attention if you really plan to beat me."

"Shut up, boy wonder. I haven't lost yet." Kon-el had KY charge, slashing at Bridget with his sword. Bridget leapt over him and suddenly a large teddy bear dropped out of the sky on Kon-el's character. Kon growled and Tim smirked openly as Kon-el's life bar dropped even lower. "How the hell did you know that move?"

Tim smirked even wider. "I am the Boy Wonder."

Kon-el growled and began attacking again. Tim dogged but Bridget still ended up being hit multiple times, dropping his life bar down even further. Bridget reacted by rolling back to her feet and kicking out at KY knocking him to the ground. KY got up but was unable to dodge Bridget's yoyo as it lashed out, knocking him back to the ground.

"Shit!" Kon-el began wildly punching buttons. Higher brain functions began to disappear as Kon's frustration began to grow. How the hell was Tim beating him at this? The guy never even played video games as far as he knew. Two more minuets passed by and the first round ended with Kon'el just barely winning. The second round went much the same as the first. Both boys found themselves on even ground. With only enough life left to keep moving, the one who took the next blow would loose. Kon growled louder and had KY slashed at Bridget. Bridget dodged the attack and before Kon could turn his character around the screen was flashing the end of the round.

Tim smiled brightly and looked over at his boyfriend. "I told you that I don't intend to lose."

"Well, neither do I , birddie boy."


Tim leaned over toward Kon, his warm breath washing across Kon's neck. "Yes, but, did you forget what I'm fighting for?" Tim leaned in even closer and ran his warm, wet tongue along Kon-el's earlobe, making the clone shiver. "I want to fuck you."

"Oh god...." Shiver. "Play me, Tim, I want to beat you."

Tim just smiled and ran his tongue back over Kon's ear before resting back in his seat. This was getting interesting. The boy wonder looked back up to the paused screen. Did he want to win and fuck Kon silly, or did he want to lose and see what Kon would do with him while he was in their teammates costume. Hmmm....so many possibilities to think about. The screen flashed again as Kon hit the start button, unpausing the game. Kon charged forward before Tim could get Bridget to move and KY's first attack hit taking away a chunk of points. Tim hit his buttons, Bridget kicked out connecting with KY. Another few punches of the buttons and Bridget hit KY four more times before KY's special moved stole another chunk of Bridget's life points. This time Tim cursed.

Kon just laughed and attacked again knocking Bridget to the ground. KY moved in to attack but Bridget kicked out from the ground, knocking the sword wilding character back. Tim pushed wildly at his buttons even as Kon did and the two characters met in the air, neither taking damage. KY jumped back as Bridget's yoyo lashed out, just barley missing him. Bridget ran forward and the yoyo lashed out again, this time connecting. Kon snarled and nearly fell out of his chair as Tim foot ran up and down the side of his leg. Startled Kon looked over at Tim, who looked like he always did. The flawless face of his boyfriend was broken up with emotion as he turned to look at Kon. "I won."

Kon just stared. The words going in one ear and out the other. Tim leaned forward and grabbed Kon-el by the shirt tugging him up against him. Their lips met, hard and eager. Tim pressed his lips against Kon's even harder. God, he wanted to eat his boyfriend whole. He had almost forgot how delicious Kon tasted. Addictive. Tim moaned as he felt Kon's lips part, his tongue begging entrance into Tim's mouth. The kiss was long and wet and when they parted they were still connected together by a thin band of saliva.

"I won, Kon. That means I get to fuck you."

Kon moaned low in his throat. Tim looked so fucking hot, his lips all swollen and red from their kiss, glittering slightly in the light of the TV. He couldn't stop the moan that rose up inside him as Tim leaned back in, practically climbing into his lap. Their lips meeting again in a heated kiss. Tim rocked back and forth in Kon's lap, teasing Kon's swiftly growing erection. Kon grabbed a hold of Tim's hips hard enough to leave angry black bruises. Tim pulled back, tugging at Kon's hold on him.

"Let me go, Kon."

"Want you."

Tim licked his lips slowly. "I want you too." Kon released Tim and watched him step backwards. "You put up a good fight, Kon. Maybe I should reward you?" Tim cocked his head to the side and pretended to think. "First I think we should go somewhere more comfortable."

Kon nearly fell over in his hast to follow Tim as he left the room. He followed Tim down the hallways until they reached Tim's room. Tim opened the door and ushered Kon inside. Leaning back against the door Tim quietly twisted the lock in place before heading toward Kon and the bed. Tim pushed Kon back onto the bed and kissed him before quickly climbing off the bed. Kon sat up slightly confused. "You can't fuck me from over there, wonder boy."

A dangerous gleam entered Robin's eyes. "Oh, I'm not going to fuck you just yet."

"Oh? Then what are you going to do?"

Tim pulled the chair out from the desk behind him and sat down. "I'm not going to do anything." Tim smiled and licked his lips. "You are going to touch yourself while I watch. And if you're good you'll get a surprise."

"Oh god..." Kon moaned. He loved it when Tim got all dominant. Kon slowly ran a hand up under his shirt until he found a hard pebble of a nipple. Kon twisted it and let his body fall back against the bed. The sheets made soft noises he could barely hear above his own pounding heart. It was good, so very good. Kon licked and sucked at the fingers of his left hand. He moaned around them imagining them as something so much larger and harder. He could imagine how good it would feel to have Tim sitting on top of him, Tim's cock thrusting in and out of his mouth. Head thrown back, pale skin flushed with his desire, blue eyes dark with need. Kon's eyes snapped open wide, his body arching off the bed as he fought for control of his raging body. Exhaling, Kon dropped back down onto the bed. He slowly blinked, opening his eyes. Looking down the length of his body Kon-el realized that in his aroused state he had destroyed his cloths. Bits and shreds of fabric were scattered all over the bed, more hung off the lamp on the bedside table and the headboard.

"Quite impressive, Kon."

Kon looked toward where Robin sat, partically hidden by the shadows. His lover was smiling holding a large piece of red and gold fabric. The "S". Kon groned. How did this always happen? Tim never even had to touch him and Kon would still lose control just from one of "those" looks given to him. Shit. He was so whipped. Kon smiled and ran his saliva covered fingers down his throat, over his collar bones and around his nipples. He played with them, never taking his eyes off of Tim's. His lover looked stunning sitting there staring at him, his gloved hands rubbing his erection through the tight confines of his cloths. Tim was panting softly. Oh yes, Kon thought, you may have won the game, but I am in control right now.

Kon's fingers traveled lower still, running over the rippled plains of his stomach. Tim was licking his lips across the room. Kon found himself coping his lover as his tongue ran over his lips, moistening them. Beneath his fingers Kon could already feel the thick curls of his pubic hair and in between them the hard length of his aroused manhood.
Oh God, so very good. His fingers stroked up the hard length teasing at the foreskin that had pulled back from the head. Shit. Kon arched his hips, his erection sliding against his fingers. His eyes slide closed. As his fingers continued to tighten around his thrusting length Kon 's imagination began supplying him with images of Robin sitting across from him. Hand deep in his tights, pulling out his own cock, stroking it and moaning. Kon cried out, voice echoing through the halls. "Timmmm!!!"

The bed thumped against the wall, harder and harder as Kon felt the tightening in his stomach that signaled his release was coming soon. Moaning Kon-el began to pump his shaft faster and faster, his head thrashing wildly back and forth on the pillow. White light began to tickle the back of his eyelids. Yet, the blinding burst of pleasure never came. Kon screamed in pleasure-filled agony. A soft chuckle greeted his ears, and Kon opened his eyes to a sight that would forever be burnt into his retinas. Sitting between his legs, one hand clasped around Kon's wrist the other stroking the leather ring that had materialized around the base of Kon's cock was Tim. Tim, in Arrowette's short white skirt and red leather (1) top. God! He even had on her boots and gauntlets.

"Not yet, Kon." Tim smirked and leaned down. His eyes never leaving Kon's as his pink tongue swept out across the tip of Kon's erection. "You aren't allowed to come until I say so. I won the game so we play by my rules."

Kon nodded wildly in agreement. It was all good anyway.

Tim smiled and released Kon's cock. Pushing deeper between his lover's muscular thighs, Tim forced the legs wider. He licked his lips at the sight before him. Kon spread wide, tiny pink hole just begging to be stretched and fucked. God, he loved this. It was unlike anything else he had ever experienced. He looked up, meeting Kon's eyes which seemed to grow darker and darker with lust. A little closer and Tim moaned, feeling the tight little ring of muscle brush against the head of his throbbing cock.

"Fuck, Tim! " Kon was panting, hard. He was so close. "Just thrust in, you know I can take it."

Tim leaned forward. His prick brushing against Kon's body. "I know you can, love, but I always worry."

Kon nipped and sucked at Tim's lips. "I'm not gonna break, Tim."

"Okay." Tim ran his tongue quickly over Kon's lips before pulling back. Tim watched Kon moan as he began rubbing Kon's sac with one hand. Keeping Kon distracted was easy enough, Tim mused. Taking his own erection in hand Tim guided it to Kon's entrance. In one smooth movement Tim thrust foreward, his hard shaft spearing Kon. Kon screamed, his body arching off the bed.

"God, Tim! Yes...og...yes....baby.....god, fuck me!"

Shit, Kon always got him so hot and bothered when he did that. How could a few words make his body spin out of control like this? Tim pulled out partway, before thrusting back in. In and out, in and out, Tim's conciousness seemed to tunnel down to those two simple movements. Shaking his head, Tim groaned and struggled to regain control.

"Fuck! Don't stop, Tim, please!"

Tim's eyes snapped open. When had he stopped moving? His eyes crawled slowly down Kon's body, stopping to lock onto where their bodies joined together. God! Arrowette's white skirt moved along with Kon's wild thrusts. Tim swallowed hard. The white skirt was nearly transparent with all of Kon's precum staining it. Tim bit his lip, the coppery taste of blood filling his mouth as he began to move in earnest.

"Oh god....so tight, Kon...so good....love you....yesssss"

"Oh, Tim....harder...fuck....god, fuck me....Tim....oh God!"

Hours seemed to pass by as the only sounds to fill the room were the wet noises of two sweaty bodies thrusting and bucking against one another, and the deep moaning cries of the two lovers. Hands roamed over sweaty flesh, eagerly twisting, pulling, and rubbing aching flesh. Two sets of eyes bore deeply into each other and lips met in a passionate, hungry kiss. Two bodies arched, lips parting as the two fell into an orgasmic state of bliss.

"Mmmmmm....Tim. That was incredible. Maybe I should lose more often."

Tim smiled and rested his head on Kon's chest. Listening to the rhythmic beat of his lover's heart. "That could be arranged." Tim twisted his face and licked one of the dilishously tempting nipples in his line of sight. "But first I think you should lower us back down onto the bed."

Kon looked below them and sure enough they were floating about five feet above the bed.

1. I don't know if Arrowette's costume is actually leather or not. I just like the idea that it is.