FeaturingAll hell breaks loose when Bruce Banner transforms into the Hulk... We met with Natasha as Thor and I made our way to the lab, where Fury, Tony, Bruce and Steve were already arguing. “I was wrong, Radford. The world hasn't changed a bit.” Steve told me as he watched me step inside. “Did you know about this?” Bruce asked Natasha. “You want to think about removing yourself from this environment, Doctor?” Natasha suggested. “I was in Calcutter. I was pretty well removed.” Bruce argued. “Loki is manipulating you.” Natasha warned him. “And you've been doing what, exactly?” Bruce said. “You didn't come here because Ryan bat his eyelashes at you.” Natasha reasoned. “Did a lot more than that.” I half laughed, awkwardly, not entirely sure what was going on. “And I'm not leaving because suddenly you get a little twitchy. I'd like to know why Shield is using the Tesseract to build weapons of mass destruction.” Bruce insisted, pointing to a screen that was showing a blueprint of a missile. “Because of him.” Nick admitted, pointing to Thor. “Me?” Thor frowned. “Last year, Earth had a visitor from another planet who had a grudge match that levelled a small town. We learned that not only are we not alone, but we are hopelessly, hilariously outgunned.” Fury reasoned. “My people want nothing but peace with your planet.” Thor assured him. “But you're not the only people out there, are you? And you're not the only threat. The world’s filling up with people who can't be matched, that can't be controlled.” Fury explained. “Like you controlled the Cube?” Steve said, sarcastically. “Your work with the Tesseract is what drew Loki to it and his allies. It is a signal to all the realms that the Earth is ready for a higher form of war.” Thor added. “A higher form? You forced our hand. We had to come up with something.” Fury said. “A nuclear deterrent.” Tony sighed. “Because that always calms everything down.” “Remind me again how you made your fortune, Stark.” Fury rolled his eyes. “I'm sure if he still made weapons, Stark would be neck deep-” Steve began. “Hang on, why is this about Tony? He quit the weapons business - he made that decision on his own. I was there for it.” I argued. “I thought humans were more evolved than this.” Thor commented.
“Excuse me, did we come to your planet and blow stuff up?” Fury said, annoyed. “You treat your champions with such mistrust.” Thor argued. “Are you boys really that naive? Shield monitors potential threats.” Natasha rolled her eyes. “Captain America’s on threat watch?” Bruce frowned. “We all are.” Natasha said. “Wait, you're on that list? Are you above or below angry bees?” Tony asked. “Stark, so help me God, if you make one more wisecrack…” Steve growled. “Threat! Verbal threat. I feel threatened.” Tony blurted out. “Show some respect.” Steve said. “Respect what?” Soon, we all spiralled into a bickering mess. “You speak of control, yet you court chaos.” Thor said. “That’s his M.O isn't it? I mean, what are we, a team? No, we’re a chemical mixture that makes chaos. We’re a time bomb.” Bruce pointed out. “You need to step away.” Fury told him. “Why shouldn't the guy let off a little steam?” Tony shrugged. “Tony, stop it. You know why.” I told him. “He’s right. Back off.” Steve snapped. “I'm starting to want you to make me.” Tony said, looking agitated. “Yeah. Big man in a suit of armour. Take that off and what are you?” Steve questioned. “Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.” Tony shrugged. “I know guys with none of that worth ten of you. I've seen the footage. The only thing you really fight for is yourself. You're not the guy to make the sacrifice play, to lay down on a wire and let the other guy crawl over you.” Steve accused. “I think I would just cut the wire.” Tony said. “Always a way out. You may not be a threat, but you better stop pretending to be a hero.” Steve warned him. “A hero? Like you? You're a laboratory experiment, Rogers. Everything special about you came out of a bottle.” Tony insulted. “Okay, boys, let's calm down.” I told them. “Put on the suit. Let's go a few rounds.” Steve continued, which made Thor chuckle. “You people are so petty and tiny.” He scoffed. “Yeah, this is a team.” Bruce said, sarcastically. “Agent Radford, would you escort Dr Banner back to his-” Fury began. “Where? You rented my room.” Bruce argued. “The cell was just in case…” “In case you needed to kill me. But you can't. I know, I tried!” Bruce confessed. “I got low. I didn't see an end. So, I put a bullet in my mouth, and the other guy spit it out. So I moved on. I focused on helping other people. I was good. Until you dragged me back into this freak show and put everyone here at risk.” He continued, getting angrier and angrier. “You want to know my secret, Agent Radford? You want to know how I stay calm?” He growled, all the while he had taken hold of Loki’s staff without even realising. “Dr Banner. Put down the sceptre.” I said, nervously. He looked down at it, shocked. Then suddenly, one of the computers began beeping. “Got it.” Bruce said, placing the sceptre back down. “Sorry, kids. You don't get to see my party trick after all.” Bruce sighed, going towards the screen that was by me. “You located the Tesseract?” Natasha asked. “I could get there the fastest.” Tony said. “The Tesseract belongs on Asgard. No human is a match for it.” Thor said as Tony went to leave. “You're not going alone.” Steve said, grabbing Tony’s arm. “You’re gonna stop me?” Tony challenged. “Put on the suit, let's find out.” Steve growled. “I'm not afraid to hit an old man.” Tony argued. “Put on the suit.” “Oh my God…” Bruce whispered. Before I could ask, fire suddenly erupted from the floor. BOOM! A loud explosion blasted Bruce and I backwards, smashing us through the glass window. We crashed down onto the floor below and I felt some debris fall onto my foot - trapping it. Explosions continued blasting in different parts of the Helicarrier as I desperately tried to register what had happened. I looked over to see Bruce face down on the ground, in distress. We were in some kind of lower equipment room of the Helicarrier, where it was dimly lit. “Shit…” I muttered. “Hill!” Fury’s voice called out in my earpiece. “External detonation. Number 3 engine is down.” Maria told us. “Somebody’s got to get outside and patch that engine.” “Stark, you copy that?” Fury asked. “I’m on it.” Tony agreed. “Coulson. Initiate defensive lockdown in the detention section, then get to the armoury.” Fury instructed. “Radford?” He asked. However, I was too busy trying to free my foot from steel pipes that were trapping my ankle before Bruce could turn into the green monster. “I'm okay but I don't think Bruce will be...” I finally said to Fury as I watched Bruce grunt and panic. “Bruce. Hey, Bruce, come on. This is just what Loki wants, I know you can fight it. You’re gonna be okay.” I assured him, as he was panting away. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Some agents asked, coming over, but I quickly motioned them to get away, knowing we were in severe danger. “I swear we’ll get out of this!” I assured him, as he began crying out in pain. “STOP LYING!” Bruce suddenly roared at me as his face was turning greener. He arched his back as he looked up. He began growing, his green muscles ripping through his purple shirt. “Shit, it’s happening!” I shakily whispered, desperately tugging at my ankle. His groans and roars echoed off the walls, only making me panic more. Bruce stumbled backwards off the broken glass as he was transforming... He looked back at me. “Bruce?” I said, terrified. He roared again before he fully transformed into the monstrous Hulk. He stood up and began stumbling away as his mind was still transitioning, bashing into shit as he walked. Then, there was another, much louder, roar. Finally, I managed to slip my ankle from the pipes. I quickly stood up and stepped away from where we had landed, looking upon the green beast. He looked back at me and had nothing but rage in his eyes. Without hesitation, I began sprinting. He roared as he began running after me. I headed for some stairs and I had barely made it halfway before the Hulk had caught up. Quickly, I jumped up onto the catwalk above as Hulk ripped the stairs from under my feet. I jumped into a maintenance shaft and began running through - but behind me the grated floor was being torn off, as the green monster desperately tried to kill me from beneath. I ducked under some pipes and slipped away, hearing the primal roar behind me. “Tony?” I said into my ear piece. “You okay?” He asked me. “Got a Hulk after me!” I panted, still hurrying through. “Don't worry, I've got your back. Jarvis, release the R-Rated Prototype. Ryan, just avoid him for as long as you can.” Tony said. “What do you think I've been doing?!” I hissed, sneaking through the darkness. I could no longer hear Hulk as I walked through the room of pipes and equipment. I continued sneaking through, but soon… I could hear heavy footsteps. I stopped and froze, trying to determine where it was coming from. I took out my gun and held it up, carefully walking through the dark. Then suddenly… “RAAARRRRGHHHHHH!!!!!” The Hulk suddenly roared out, emerging from the shadows. Knowing a bullet wouldn't stop him, I shot the pipe above his head which sprayed ice cold gas into his face hoping it would stun him, before sprinting away. As I began running down a corridor, the Hulk chased me, barrelling towards me, smashing the surroundings on the way. However, as I ran, I noticed there was a light at the end of the hallway flying towards me. I soon realised what it was… The R-Rated Protocol. Just as Hulk was catching up to me, the flying chunk of metal latched itself onto my chest. Then, it began spreading out, encasing more and more of my body in the purple and silver iron man suit. “Oh fuck yes!” I said as the helmet went over my head. But just as I gained vision with the interface overlaying it, I ran out of the hallway and - SMACK! The Hulk’s hand walloped into my side and sent me flying into the wall. “Argh fuck!” I groaned, in pain as I collapsed on the floor. I watched as the Hulk went to hit me again, but I raised my hands and blasted him with energy, which only made him angrier. He went to attack me before suddenly, Thor flew in from seemingly nowhere and practically tackled Hulk. They both crashed through another wall into the next room. “Got my gift?” Tony asked me through the suit. “Thanks, Daddy.” I chuckled. “Daddy?” I heard Steve cringe - I had completely forgotten we were still on comms. “Forget I said that.” I blushed. I stood up and soon flew into the next room, where Thor and Hulk were standing opposite each other. Around them were some jets and I realised we were in the aircraft port. “Thor! Keep him busy. We cannot let him run around and destroy more of the Helicarrier!” I instructed him before Hulk attempted to swing his fist towards the Asgardian - but he missed. Thor returned by swinging his hammer and bashing Hulk, almost knocking the beast off his feet. Hulk attempted to continue attacking him whilst I began shooting energy blasts - trying to subdue him… But he was only getting angrier and angrier. “Bruce! We are your friends!” I tried to call out before Hulk went to wallop me. However Thor managed to jump in the way and catch the giant green fist, holding it back. His bulging bare arms flexed as he held it up. “We are not your enemies, Banner! Try to think!” Thor yelled. However, Hulk lifted his arm up before punching the God with his other fist, sending Thor flying into me. We both soared across the port into a collection of boxes, smashing through them. Thor soon got off of me, getting back up to his feet. “Stay back.” Thor told me before raising his hand. The Hulk roared as he began racing towards us. At the last second, Mjölnir swooped into Thor’s hand in time for him to uppercut the Hulk with it. Bruce fell back into a fighter jet, smashing it in two. “You alright?” Thor asked me, helping me to my feet. “Watch out!” I blurted out, seeing Hulk rip off the tail end of the jet and soon hurled it at us. I flew upwards and dodged it while Thor slid underneath it before he threw his hammer only for the Hulk to try and catch it. He fell backwards as the hammer landed onto the concrete. Desperately, the Hulk tried to pick it up off the ground, but of course, he was not worthy. He pulled so hard his feet began sinking into the ground. While he was distracted, Thor ran over and kneed him in the face, before picking up the hammer and leaping onto the beast’s back, getting him into a chokehold. Whilst he had him trapped, I blasted energy into the Hulk, trying to keep him as distracted as possible whilst Tony and Steve were trying to fix the engines. But soon, the Hulk jumped upwards, crashing through the ceiling and up into the next floor. “Shit…” I muttered before getting in contact with Fury. “Sir, the Hulk will tear this place apart!” I warned him. “I’ll send someone to get his attention.” Fury told me. I flew through the hole where Hulk and Thor had smashed through. I saw Hulk and Thor brawling in a mess of chaos in front of a large, glass window that looked onto the clouds outside. However, before I could say anything, Hulk threw Thor into me, yet again, sending us both back into a collection of storage crates. “Someone’s on their way!” I called out to Thor as we both began getting up. Suddenly, a spray of bullets blasted through the window at the other end of the room, aiming for the Hulk. A fighter jet was hovering outside, focusing on the monster. Thor protectively got in front of me and put his arms around me, guarding me from any bullets. I heard a roar before some loud, running footsteps then I peaked over Thor’s shoulder to see the Hulk leaping through the window towards the fighter jet. “Shit!” I blurted out before sprinting after him. “Ryan!” Thor shouted after me. “GUARD LOKI!” I commanded him before taking off and flying out the window as well. The Hulk had landed on the nose of the jet - making it spiral downwards out of control. He began tearing it apart as I flew after them, seeing dark plumes of smoke trail behind them. The pilot tried to eject but when he shot out the Hulk caught him, waved him around before throwing him away. I shot towards the pilot, soaring towards the man who was flailing around out of control. When I finally caught up I caught the chair he was strapped into. “I’VE GOT YOU!” I called out before soon flying back up towards the Helicarrier. “Tony, do you need any help?” I asked through the headset. “Yep! Cap’s distracted by some of Loki’s minions!” Tony told me. I flew up to the surface of the Helicarrier and placed the man down onto the runway, before flying towards the broken engine. I arrived at the large hole where the explosion had blasted through and found Tony standing on an edge, using a laser to cut through a big piece of broken metal in the rotors, before he jumped on it so they fell off back down to Earth. “How can I help?!” I called out and Tony just pointed in a direction. I flew over to see Steve dealing with a few of Loki’s hired muscle. I flew down to the platform they were on and joined in the brawl. As Steve was expertly fighting a couple, I was blasting the others with my energy blasts - throwing a few of them off the Helicarrier. “Keep them busy!” Steve yelled to me before jumping up onto an upper catwalk as a couple more hostiles came running from inside the Helicarrier. However, I had barely begun to shoot at them before suddenly - the entire Helicarrier began tilting backwards. “It’s Barton. He took out our systems. He’s headed for the detention level. Does anybody copy?” Fury’s voice said into the earpiece. “This is Agent Romanoff. I copy.” Natasha responded. “Stark! We’re losing altitude!” Fury said. “Yeah, I noticed.” Tony said as I continued blasting at the oncoming soldiers, taking them down one or two at a time. “RYAN!” I heard Steve cry out as I took out the last one. I looked back to see Cap had disappeared. I flew up onto the catwalk and soon found him, hanging on by a cable whilst he flailed in the sky. It gave me serious Bucky flashbacks. “I’VE GOT YOU!” I shouted out before taking off and flying towards him. Meanwhile, it looked like Tony was pushing the propellers himself, going faster and faster. “Cap, hit the lever!” Tony instructed. “GIVE US A MINUTE!” I shouted, wrapping my arms around Steve’s waist. “Lever! Now!” Tony insisted as I flew Steve back towards the catwalk. I set him down and soon spotted the red lever on the wall. “HELP!” Tony cried out as I grabbed the handle and pulled it down as Steve caught his breath on the floor. “You okay?” I asked him, lifting my face mask. “Very glad you came when you did.” Steve half laughed. Tony flew over and soon landed on his feet - his armour looking really scratched up. “Thanks, Ryan.” Tony said, giving me a hug. “Thank you. If it wasn't for you, I'd have been bashed to pieces by the Hulk.” I told him. “Where did this come from?” “You think I wasn’t gonna pack you a backup suit whilst there was an alien invasion?” Tony scoffed. “Agent Coulson is down.” Fury’s voice suddenly informed us, through our earpieces. My heart sank. Later, Steve, Tony and I were sitting at the strategy table recovering from everything that had just happened - each of us feeling saddened by the news of what happened to Coulson. The engines were fixed and Barton was detained and on the mend, but we had lost our prisoner, Thor and Bruce. Steve had taken off most of his Captain America suit and was left wearing the long sleeved, tight blue undershirt and pants. Tony and I had also taken off our iron suits. Fury was standing before us - getting ready to give us his speech. “These were in Phil Coulson’s jacket.” Fury began. “I guess he never did get you to sign them.” He said before throwing some bloody Captain America trading cards onto the glass table. Steve picked one of them up, feeling guilty. I placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, gently stroking it. “We’re dead up in the air. Our communications, the location of the Cube, Banner, Thor… I got nothing for you. I lost my one good eye. Maybe I had that coming.” Fury continued. “Yes, we were going to build an arsenal with the Tesseract. I put all my chips on that number, though, because I was playing something even riskier. There was an idea called the Avengers Initiative. The idea was to bring together a group of remarkable people, to see if they could become something more. To see if they could work together when we needed them to, to fight the battles that we never could.” Fury explained. “Phil Coulson died still believing in that idea. In heroes.” He said before Tony suddenly stood to his feet, then walked away. “Well, it's an old fashioned notion.” “Agent Radford. Do me a favour and watch over Barton.” Natasha instructed me on the headset. “I'll be right there.” I sighed before getting up. “You gonna be okay?” I asked Steve. “I'm okay, are you?” He asked. “I'll be better when this is all over.” I said before heading off. I approached Barton’s room and after Nat and I exchanged some words, I stepped inside to see Clint laying on a bed, wrists bound to it. He was unconscious. I came in and sat on a chair, feeling like I could fall asleep, myself. But I didn't. I just watched over him. Eventually, he awoke. He groaned and grunted, eyes scrunching closed as his head shook violently. He was wearing a black, tight, short sleeved jacket, over a black vest, then a pair of black pants, too. “Clint, you're going to be all right. Okay? Just breathe.” I said, softly. His skin was glistening in sweat as he was clearly transitioning back to the normal Barton. I stood up and walked over to the small table which had a jug of water and some cups - to pour him a drink. “Is that what you know? I've got no window… I had to flush him out…” He muttered, breathlessly. “It's gonna take some time but you're gonna level out.” I told him, remembering what Nat told me as I poured the water. “You don't understand. Have you ever had someone take your brain and play? Pull you out and stuff something else in? Do you know what it's like to be unmade?” Clint asked me. “No… I don't. But I know you can recover from this.” I told him as I sat on the edge of the bed. “Why am I back?” Clint asked me. “How’d you get him out?” “Oh, I didn't. Thank Nat for that. She’s the one who hit your head hard enough.” I smiled before going to undo the straps. “R-Radford? How many agents did I-?” “No, Barton. Don't. That’s not on you, don't do that to yourself. This is Loki’s stupid tricks.” I reasoned, looking him in the eyes. “Did he get away?” He asked. “Yeah.” I sighed. “Would you know where he’d go?” “I didn't need to know. I didn't ask.” Barton said, clearly upset. “He’s gonna make his play soon, though. Today.” He told me, sitting up and taking his cup. “We have to stop him.” I said. “Yeah? Who’s ‘we’?” Barton asked, doubtful. “Whoever's left.” I shrugged. “Well, if I put an arrow through Loki’s eye socket, I'd sleep better, I suppose.” Barton half laughed. “Now that might be the sexiest thing you've said.” I chuckled. “Why are you involved in all this. You're… Barely a spy. You're a guy who makes and keeps connections, not a soldier. Now you want to wade into a war. Why?” Barton asked, sitting next to me. “I didn't sign up for this job because it was easy. I signed up for this job so I could do the right thing. So I could help. Whether it’s being friends with Tony or battling a vengeful Asgardian - I'm here to help.” I reasoned. “You're a good man.” Barton whispered. “You are too.” I assured him, looking into his eyes. Then suddenly, Clint leaned in and kissed me. Barton wrapped his arms around me and leaned back into the bed, pulling me along until I was basically laying on top of him. We passionately kissed as I felt his strong arms wrap around me. Our tongues collided as his hands ran up and down my back. Soon, though, I broke off and looked him in the eyes. “Y-You sure you want to do this?” I whispered. “Loki fucked my ass whilst I was under his spell so many times… I'd like to have sex with my mind as my own.” Barton whispered, placing a hand on my ass. “I'm sorry.” I said, feeling awful for him. “It's okay. I'm just glad you can help me out.” He said before cupping my face and pulling me into another kiss. Soon, he rolled us over so he was on top of me, passionately making out with me on the bed. As his tongue explored my mouth, my hand began pulling his zipper down until finally he helped me strip it off him. Then, I pulled the vest off his body too - leaving his muscular body exposed. “Fuck, you're hot.” I muttered, running my hand up and down his body. “I'm no Asgardian or super soldier...” Clint half laughed. “Nah, you're sexy in your own way.” I assured him before pulling him into another kiss. He was grinding into me, his hardon rutting against mine. His fingers began fumbling at the buttons on my shirt, hurriedly undoing it one by one. Soon, it was thrown off the bed as well before he soon began fumbling at my pants. Barton leaned into my neck, kissing at it as he hurriedly pulled my pants down my legs, then my boxer briefs so I was completely naked underneath him. “Mmm, I like you.” Barton whispered, running his hands up and down my body. “Aha, I like you too.” I half laughed, watching him wrap his fingers around my shaft and stroking it, slowly. “Want me to fuck you, baby?” He whispered into my ear, kissing at my neck again. “Oh God, yeah, Barton… So fucking hot…” I breathed, running my own hand up and down his defined back. Then soon, he rolled us back over so I was on top of him again. “Get it nice and wet then, baby.” Barton whispered. I began kissing my way down his body. I went down his pecs before soon taking one of his perky, pink nipples into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it, sucking it hard as I listened to the agent give a low moan. “That’s niiiice…” He purred, gripping my hair. “But I want your lips around my cock.” He growled before pushing my head down. I still managed to kiss his abs on the way to the hardon in his crotch. I eagerly unbuttoned the pants before pulling them and his grey boxer briefs down his thighs. A thick 7 and a half inch cock whipped out, slapping me in the face in the process. He was cut and veiny - beautiful. I wrapped my fingers around the base and held it up, before running the tip of my tongue up the underside of his shaft. “Ohhh yeaaaah…” He shuddered as my tongue went up until it swirled around the arrowhead. Then, I let the cock fill my mouth inch by inch. His fingers were still gripping my hair and guided my head down until my nose nestled into his trimmed pubes. “Fuck that’s hot…” Barton groaned, watching me deepthroat the entire shaft. After Steve and Thor, this wasn't nearly as difficult. He still felt big in my mouth, but the soldier and the God had beasts in their pants. Soon, my head began moving up and down, feeling the hard cock slide in and out of my jaw. I could feel how smooth it was against my tongue. I was drooling around it, making it nice and wet as I also slurped the precum oozing out the head. “Shit, that feels so good, baby… You like that? You like the taste of it?” Barton smirked and I just nodded on his throbbing meat. “Oh fuck, get up here…” Barton growled. He pulled me up by my hair and crashed our lips together again, before rolling us back round so he was on top. “Here’s a fun idea…” He muttered, breaking off of me. He grabbed my wrist and brought it down to one of the straps he had been bound to before. “Really?” I breathed, surprised as he tightened the strap around my wrist. “Really. I'm in charge, now.” Barton smirked before doing the same to my other wrist. He teasingly kissed his way down my body before taking one of my nipples into his mouth. “Mmmm, yeah… Shit…” I purred, already hating the fact I couldn't grip his hair as he sucked on it. But then suddenly, his teeth bit on my nipple. “Ah fuck!” I hissed in surprise but he just looked at me with the dirtiest smirk. He nibbled on the nub, making me moan and whimper as my arms instinctively tried to push themselves free from the strong bonds. “Yeah, that’s it baby. You're mine.” Barton purred, before going over to the second nipple and doing the same thing - biting down on it and watching me squirm for the pain and pleasure. “Argh, fuck me, Barton! Please!” I whimpered. “Beg for it.” Barton growled, before wrapping his hands around my cock again, but this time pumping it fast. His hand was practically a blur. “Oh fuck! Fuck! Please, I need it! I want you inside me so badly! Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum already!” I warned him, feeling the climax coming but all he did was drool onto my cock - adding extra lube to the precum-slick shaft. “Louder.” Barton told me. “Please Barton! Fuck me! Fuck my hole! I want you to breed me! Cum inside me, please!” I pleaded, raising my voice and feeling my climax quickly approaching. “Louder. Let the agents hear how badly you want me.” Barton continued, twisting his hand as he stroked it. “PLEASE BARTON! I need you deep inside me! I want it so BADLY! Fuck, I'm gonna-!” But my words turned into unintelligible noises as my body spasmed and shook as I began shooting cum all over my body, splattering all over myself. “Yeah, fuck that’s hot! Cum all over yourself. Earn it.” Barton purred, still stroking my sensitive cock through the orgasm. “Shit, Clint…” I panted. “Don't worry, I'll give you what you want.” Barton smirked as he scooped the cum off my stomach from my heavy breathing body. I watched as he used my cum to lather his cock up, using it as a lube. When he finished, he licked the residue off the palm of his hand. Then soon, he lifted my feet onto his shoulders. He noticed the cum that was still in my hole, trickling out. “Shit… Who’s is it?” Barton asked, curiously. For a moment I had to actually think about it. “Bruce and Tony’s.” I blushed, knowing how undeniably slutty I was. “You little whore. I love it.” Barton winked, soon placing his own cum-soaked cock at my hole. I felt the tip of his arrow pierce through my hole and slowly sink deeper and deeper inside me. “Ah fuck…” I hissed, gripping the straps as I felt him fill me up. “Yeaaah, that’s it baby… Fuck, even after having those two inside you, you're tight…” Barton groaned, going balls deep inside me. I could feel his shaft throb inside me as his eyes, dark with lust, looked into mine. Soon, his hips began moving back and forth into my tired body. “Fuck that feels so good…” Barton muttered, as my cum squelched against the science bros’. “Oh fuck yeah, Barton… Fuck me…” I moaned, feeling him quickly getting faster and faster. “Yeah, you like that? Mmm, take it, Ryan…” Barton grunted, his balls slapping against my ass. I so desperately wanted to touch his body, squeeze his pecs or pinch his nipples but I simply couldn't. “Fuck, Barton! So hot! Argh shit, you look so good!” I moaned, looking up at his sweaty, muscular body as he fucked me hard and fast. “Mmmm yeah, take it, Ryan… So fucking tight…” Barton grunted, gripping my thighs hard as the tip of his cock hit my prostate. My sensitive cock was rock hard but left untouched as I watched Barton kiss at my ankles, feeling his entire length slide in and out of my sore hole. “Moan louder for me.” Barton muttered. I did as he asked. Noises of pure pleasure filled the room with every thrust the archer gave. His fingers reached down and began pinching at my nipples, making me whimper at his surprisingly rough nature. It wasn't long before I felt the second orgasm rapidly approaching from the overwhelming stimulation. “I-I'm gonna cum again…” I warned him. “Yeah? I'm gonna cum too - gonna breed your ass… But I'm sure you're used to that by now?” Barton smirked, reaching down and not stroking my cock, but instead fondling my balls. “Mmmhmmm… Shit, Clint… It's so good… Feels fucking amazing…” I groaned. But he was the first one to be pushed over the edge. Harder than ever before, he slammed his cock as deep as it would go inside me. “ARRRRGHHHH FUUUUUUUCKKKKKKK!!! Yeaaaaah take it, baby! Awwwwh fuck yeaaaaah!” Barton suddenly roared out in pleasure as he began shooting a barrage of cum deep inside me, flooding my ass with yet another man’s seed. And that was enough for me. My back arched and the straps strained to keep my wrists down as I felt the second climax. “Oh fuck yeah! Fuck, that’s so hot! Mmmm fuckkk!” I moaned loudly, spraying more cum all over myself. My body shook and spasmed from the intensity, wet in sweat and spunk. When Barton came down from his high, he slowly pulled his cum-soaked cock from my hole before collapsing on top of me in a panting heap.
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