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All the other young superheroes who had signed up for the team were all suddenly distracted by the fit Red Knight was throwing in the middle of the observatory. They all turned to observe the short red pony in the red leather hood and mask with the red plate covered spandex. He was too busy yelling at the infamous Black Eye to notice. "I told you, I can't be going on patrol with Blue Bishop. It's not going to happen!" he shouted, crossing his arms in defense.

Blue Bishop turned his feline head; his golden eyes narrowing in an offended away. Even under his full face mask anyone could see the humiliated blush forming on his cheeks. He nervously fondled his prayer beads between the padding of his black gloves beneath his blue and white robes.

"And why the Hell not you obnoxious little shit head?" Black Eye grunted, grabbing the base of Red Knight's chest plating.

Red Knight's bottom lip quivered as he was easily picked off the floor by the macro gray wolf with the one spotted right eye. The whole biker outfit and spiked fists added to his massive persona. "I...I mean...he...he's a blue. Reds don't work with blues!"

Red nearly squealed and raised his gauntlet covered hands when Black Eye pulled him closer and opened his one freaky looking eye. Everyone around them shivered at the way Black Eye maneuvered his eye. "Oh really? Well I can't stand little pussies who can't work with their teammates over old, petty rivalries!" He threw Red backwards and the pony stumbled before falling on his plated butt. Black Eye then pointed to the two massive doors that opened up to the city outside, "Now get your sad, silly, spandex wearing ass out that door...BEFORE I KICK YOU OUT THAT DOOR!"

Blue Bishop seemed to hover across the floor as he helped Red Knight to his hooves. There was a repetitive clopping sound as he dashed as fast as he could towards the opening doors. Following closely nearby, Blue's face sunk as he attempted to reassure Red, "I'm not going to be reading your mind, if that's..."

"Save it..." Red grumbled, trying to run faster to get away from Bishop.

Later...

The streets were dark, save for a few lamp posts that dotted between the alley ways every so often. At least the people in the city agreed on what time to go to bed; all except one little kid dressed as a punk behind Jerry's Deli. The mouse with the spiky hair sticking out of the front of his cap snickered as he raised a can of white spray paint to spray the back door of Jerry's. Another rattling sound other than that of the can pierced the night. The can suddenly left the mouse punks hand and crashed to the ground a few feet away with a big dent in its side. Shaking, the mouse looked off to his right to see Blue Bishop and the Red Knight standing side by side; not knowing which was more intimidating.

Blue stepped forward, wrapping his prayer beads around his wrist, "Defacing public property is against the law..."

Red Knight tched as he took the lead, "Save your breath Bishop. This is Ricky Rouse...the lamest public menace around. Let's just turn him in and hope that he stays in jail longer this time."

He stopped when he felt Blue's hand grabbed his shoulder, "Maybe it would make a difference if we tried it my way!" Ricky stood there, terrified for the longest time before realizing that they had quickly forgotten him in their shoving match. Turning tail and running, he disappeared into the nearest, darkest alleyway. When Red Knight saw this, he tried to run after him. Blue grabbed him again, "Don't bother; he's going home, where he belongs! You and I need to talk!" He was so furious, his claws were sticking out as he pointed at Red, "Why are you being such a...such a..."

The leather tightened around Red's narrowing eyes, "Go ahead, say it! Asshole!"

Bishop mphed and stomped his boot, "...butthole!" His jaw dropped when Red snorted and chuckled at his innocent word usage. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, he reached out and took Red's hands into his gloved paws, "We used to work so well together before the team..." He then reached up and ran his clawed thumb beneath the leather over Red's cheek, "...with or without the masks."

Red's face sunk this time, "Yeah but...back then...we were only fighting bullies or small time thugs after school. Now, we fight bank robbers with guns or...crazies with lasers." Bishop could see the sadness on his face as Red took his hands and mumbled, "I just don't want to be the guy who lets you get hurt because he's looking the other way..."

Blue's face lit up beneath his mask; Red always knew what to say to make his heart pound in his chest. He stumbled into the pony's arms; reaching up to hold Red's thick jaw as they kissed on the lips. Red could feel the warmth of the small cat's lips even through the material of his mask. They held the kiss for the longest time; Red stopping to snicker as Blue started to purr.

All of a sudden, Red jumped and a blush appeared on his face where his hood wasn't covering his head. His eyes nearly sparkled as Blue's claws teased the spandex covered area beneath the plating over his crotch. Swaying back and forth with his hands on Blue's hips, he whinnied a little as he said quietly, "I thought you weren't reading my mind...?"

An intense heat rose off of Blue's cheeks as he panted, "I lied!" There next kiss was almost overwhelming; Red could feel Blue's paws darting about, undoing the leather straps that kept his crotch plating in place. Blue gasped, feeling Red's leather fingertips reaching beneath his simple cloth shirt, an overpowering weakness spreading all throughout his body as the pony teased one of the highly sensitive, pierced, pink nubs on his chest; menacingly spinning one of the little metal balls on either side of the bit of flesh.

Blue then collapsed onto his knees before tightly ripped pony, purring loudly as he looked up at the stud past his bulging red crotch; Red gazing back with a blushing grin. Reaching to his neck, Blue tugged at his mask before peeling it off his head; the cream colored, blond haired house cat groaning as Red ran a hand through his short, golden locks. The playful cat then reached up with a gloved paw and slowly undid the zipper in the center of the massive bulge Red was sporting; licking his lips as the fat girth along the stud's pant leg adjusted. He gave a naughty look as the pink, blotched phallus monster flopped out in front of him.

The horse flapped his lips, whinnying as Blue parted his own lips and slid his tongue along the base of Red's dripping, throbbing shaft. Red could barely contain himself as his knees buckled and he slightly thrust his hips forward. Blue held his breath as he took the thick girth further into his maw, sending moaning vibrations throughout the meaty rod as it slid to the back of his throat. He had grown accustomed to Red's...habits. Reaching between the slit in the stud's tight spandex, he expected Red's hands to tightly grip the back of his head as he gave the pony's round, leathery orbs a gentle squeeze.

As his head was pushed further down Red's pulsing shaft, Blue took in the savory smells of manly sweat, brushing his nose into the stud's trimmed patch of crotch fur. The rich, natural scent was one of the many reasons he loved a guy in body tight spandex and leather. But as Red started to buck his hips a little faster, Blue worked his gloved paws along the backsides of Red's toned legs, working all the way up before gripping tightly to his stud's perfectly round, tight butt.

Red leaned against the alley wall, panting heavily as he looked around, continuously pushing down on the back of Blue's head. He almost expected the paparazzi to show up out of nowhere and start taking pictures...although the thought was more exciting than frightening. As his breath started to show in the cold air and he started to whinny nonstop, he groaned as he felt Blue pulled off, licking the tip of his cock before furiously stroking it the way his pony boy liked it. Hands against the wall behind him and thrusting his hips hard, Red cried out, writhing and moaning in place as his cum exploded all over Blue's face. He could barely stand, watching as Blue wrapped his lips around his phallus head and nursed on the remainder of his load...

The next time Red opened his eyes, he was face to face with Blue and his glowing yellow eyes; his mask was still on. It was one of Blue's mind games! Gasping for breath, he looked down to see the plating he was still wearing over his crotch; as well as the wet stain building up from the load he had just busted in his pant leg. Blue could see the confused look through Red's mask. He snickered as he leaned in to kiss him, "I love it when you're all oblivious!" There was the sound of sirens nearby and Blue cocked his head, "I think I can handle this one while you get yourself...adjusted." As Blue Bishop sped off, Red Knight didn't argue as he grumbled, adjusting the damp material sticking to the sticky mess in his spandex...although he did have a smile on his big, brown lips.

End...for now.