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[b][u][center]Super Secrets Exposed

Part 3

For criticalshot1239

by Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Singularity sat on a washing machine as he waited for Maxximus to show up. The snow leopard’s costume was back to normal, the shredded bit on one side of the mask fixed up and patched, and the rest of it was clean once more. He was ready for a ‘fight,’ and he couldn’t be more excited.

[i]Just a matter of time until he tracks me down. The nanites should be good enough to keep him pointed right at me…[/i]

He imagined that he would have looked utterly ridiculous if anyone passed by and looked through the front window of the abandoned laundromat. A snow leopard in a black and white costume sitting on the edge of a washing machine, kicking his legs like some excited teenager?

Singularity chuckled, looking up from his phone. Well, that was kind of how he felt, he supposed. He hadn’t been this excited for a night out since high school, when he’d been looking forward to his first date with someone else rather than just hanging out on his own or with some platonic friends. This felt almost like that, waiting for the love of his life to show up for something real, something right.

And this time, he was ready.

[i]The machines are already rigged,[/i] he reminded himself, putting his phone away. [i]Already got all the washing machines altered and prepped. Nobody comes out this far from the city, so we shouldn’t be interrupted. No civilians that might get hurt, no other supers that can get in the way, just us.[/i]

And maybe Sorloc. His smile faded, but didn’t die. He had plans if that fox showed up, but all things considered, he doubted that would happen. Sorloc seemed the sort to adopt and forget, and while that was something he planned to…address…it meant that he should still have his space tonight.

And considering what he wanted to do with Maxximus, privacy was the best thing for all involved.

[i]Luis might be a bit shy, but if I can work on Maxximus, I can have…well, everything. Luis at home, with all that love, and Maxximus out on the streets, with all that pervy fun…[/i]

He leaned forward, his hands on his knees as he panned his gaze across the empty skyline. Sooner or later, the husky was going to show up. Sooner or later, he would be able to have his fun.

He was anticipating how it would feel to put Maxximus on his knees and start milking that dick of his when he spotted a flicker of light out of the corner of his eye. His lips turned up in a grin as he hopped down from the machine, brushing a faint hint of dust off of his thighs.

“Showtime.”

BOOM!

The windows in front of the building shattered inward as the husky flew through them. He came to an abrupt stop, the beam shooting out of his chest leaving an afterimage in the feline’s vision as the bigger male landed on his feet. It was quite a sight, and for all kinds of reasons.

[i]Mmmm…you look so much better in that,[/i] he thought, his eyes flicking up and down. [i]Should have you wearing that more often…[/i]

The costume’s redesign showed Maxximus off in a much better way. The cup at the crotch didn’t show off much, sadly, but the way that it hugged the husky’s hips showed off the faint bulge of his ass in the back, and every muscle was highlighted in full definition. His eyes could trace the bulge of every muscle, running from the nice pecs down to the firm abs, and all the way down to the thighs and calves and –

Yes, the open-toed boots remained. They were far much something that showed off the feet a bit, and he could only imagine how it would feel to play with those later. Probably not out in the open, but when they were home, and when he could think about what they were doing –

Yes, that would be good.

“Evil-Doer! Once more, we meet,” Maxximus said, his hands on his hips. “And this time, you cannot throw cars at me, or anything else. You are far from the tools of your trade; this time, I will bring you to justice.”

[i]And I don’t feel bad about bringing you to your knees for that stupid line,[/i] he thought, shaking his head as he reached for his belt.

“What is this? Some attempt at a bribe?” Maxximus said.

He shook his head, pulling a small metal rod from his belt. Once he pressed it to his throat, making sure that it clicked in place, he answered.

“Just putting on a vocoder,” he said, his voice scrambled up and down through various frequencies.

“What is the point of that?”

“Just a new thing I’m trying out.”

And it would keep Luis from clocking that it was him. It was something of a miracle that their banter last time hadn’t clued his husband in that he was who he was; Singularity hadn’t been trying to disguise his voice or anything. There was the fact that he hadn’t clocked Maxximus as Luis, either, but that had been more down to the fact that his husband hadn’t been acting like himself. At all.

Still, best not to take chances. All the nanites in the other male’s system should make sure that they were in good standing, but best not to take unnecessary risks.

“Hmmph. I will give you one chance, evil-doer. Will you surrender and put yourself at the mercy of the law, or shall I arrest you myself?” Maxximus asked, putting his hands up in a boxing stance.

“I was actually thinking you should work for it.”

“I nearly caught you last time. The only reason I failed was the cheap tricks you were pulling.”

“You know, you say that as if I don’t have more cheap tricks.”

“You are not in the middle of the city. You are not around any tools that can restrain me.”

“Did your mentor tell you that?”

“…”

“You know, I think it’s time that we cut to the chase.”

Singularity snapped his fingers. It wasn’t necessary, of course; the nanites were close enough that he could activate them with nothing more than a thought, but there was something about proper showmanship that he liked.

Maxximus stiffened, his eyes going wide as multiple nanites in his tight leotard of a suit came to life all at once. The obvious ones, of course, were right in the crotch of his suit, rearranging it and pulling it tight against his cock, all while others started rapidly assembling into vibrators that hummed and buzzed against his sensitive cock. The husky bit his lips, huffing, his legs immediately pressing together as he tried to resist it, but Singularity had designed that suit himself. He knew exactly what he was doing.

“Something the matter, hero?” he asked, leaning back on the washing machine behind him. “You’re looking a little…tense…”

“This…this is…beyond the pale, villain,” Maxximus panted. “This…you can’t…”

“Oh, I can do so much more than that. In fact, let’s turn it up.”

As he lifted his finger, the husky moaned, stumbling forward a step. He almost fell to his knees right then and there, and the cup in the crotch of the suit looked more and more strained. While it was doing its best to hold back Maxximus’s cock, Singularity could see that it was already on the verge of pushing through, ripping out, showing itself to the world.

And the faint red on the other man’s cheeks proved that some part of him was enjoying the embarrassment, the loss of control, everything.

The humming got louder as the vibes got stronger. The husky panted, squirming, groaning as he tried to catch his breath. Almost as an act of desperation, he pumped out his chest and shot another beam –

“Missed,” Singularity said, sitting down and letting it soar over his head, hitting one of the machines behind him. “You know, if you’re still thinking of using that, maybe I need to use another toy.”

“You…what did you do to – ah!”

The snow leopard smiled as he made some of the nanites in the back of the suit start assembling their little surprise. A steel butt-plug would have been hard for anyone to miss just lying around inside a suit, but as a surprise insertion, it certainly worked well. The nanites had applied lube to it, as well – he wasn’t a monster, after all, and Maxximus was still his Luis and he didn’t want to hurt the husky – and it went right up that pucker.

This time, Maxximus did fall to his knees, gasping for breath, his eyes wide as he was filled from behind and the vibrators continued to work on his cock. Singularity pushed himself back to his feet, chuckling as he walked around the fallen hero.

“You see, I was studying you.”

“Nnngh…you…you b-bastard…”

“I know that your power only works when you take pain. More specifically, when you take damage. So, how do you defeat a hero that has a power that reflects any and all pain from a fight?”

“Mmmph…”

“Simple, really. You give him pleasure, instead. And I think that you are in desperate need of…pleasure.”

He stopped behind the husky. It was [i]such[/i] a nice view from behind. The weighted steel circle of the plug was just barely visible through the suit, showing off how it filled the space between the cheeks and showed off how much muscle his husband had. He reached down, gently nudging the plug –

“Mmmph…ah…ah…”

“Mmmm, sounds like someone likes that.”

“Don’t…don’t touch…”

“Don’t worry. I will make sure that this feels good for you, too.”

“B-bastard…I saw…I saw what you were doing to…to Angelus…”

“You mean, milking him?”

“Nnngh…is that what you…what you call – mmmph…”

“Yes, it is. It’s hardly harmful to the heroes that I capture, of course,” he said, kneeling down by the huffing, puffing, even humping husky as the little nanite-vibrators kicked into overdrive. “I make sure that each of them enjoy what I do. It makes sure that they come back to me, sometimes. Or if they don’t, that they don’t fight [i]too[/i] hard the next time that we run into each other.”

“But…mmmph…but why…”

“There’s a certain amount that can be learned from other supers when you have their genetic material at hand,” Singularity said, reaching between the hero’s legs and cupping his groin. “Not least the fact that I can track them as they move through the city. A little bit of DNA goes a long way toward understanding your enemies, so long as you have a lab to process it.”

“Mmmph…Ah…”

“Tell me. When was the last time that you…indulged, Maxximus?”

“…”

“Heh, don’t want to admit your pleasures?” he asked. “Or is it that you don’t want a villain to know that you jerk off?”

“I’m…nnngh…”

[i]Heh, not admitting that he’s married. Oh, he cares so much for me…[/i]

It was touching, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but get into the role. The vocoder almost made it that much easier to be more…villainous, for lack of a better word. With every word coming out scrambled and vaguely menacing, he felt like he was somehow more…evil than usual, more expected to be debauched and dark and ‘evil.’ It was more fun, he thought; he’d have to keep it for some of his other heroes on patrol.

Shaking his head, he ran his finger over the bulging cup at the crotch. Oh, his husband was hard as a rock, and getting stiffer by the second. He looked back at the mask, and –

There was more of a blush there, more of a huffing, panting expression on the visible part of the face. It confused him for a moment, right up to the second he realized –

[i]He’s too horny to be shy…[/i]

It was like something finally clicked for him. Luis had never been able to get over the shyness of letting someone see him naked. Even between the two of them, Singularity had only ever been able to get him naked in daylight for a few minutes before his shyness caught up with him and he had to cover up once more. Getting anything more than that had been almost impossible.

But getting him this worked up…

“Mmmm, what’s the matter, hero?” he asked, slowly dragging his fingers toward the little release-points on the costume. “Afraid that your villain is going to expose you for the pervert that you are?”

“Nnngh!”

There it was. He’d never imagined that there was a piece of his husband that got off to humiliation, or worse, exposure, but it seemed that there was some tiny little fetish buried in that shy little brain. He pulled –

“Ah!”

And Maxximus gasped as his cock fell out, springing up to slap against his belly once before pointing at the ground.

“L-let me go! You can’t – ah…ah…”

“Mmmm, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of this big, meaty thing. And these balls. Look at how heavy they are, hmmm?”

He had to stroke gently, but firmly. Right at that moment, the only thing keeping the husky on his hands and knees was how horny he was. Without the vibrators buzzing, all he had was the steel plug against Maxximus’s prostate, and he had every reason to believe that wasn’t going to be enough to keep his husband bent over like this. He needed to get the milking started, now.

Pulling a condom from his belt, he tore it open with a tooth and wiggled the latex sleeve up the husky’s shaft. It was quick, but Maxximus still managed –

“Oof!”

A kick right to the snow leopard’s gut. Singularity tumbled backward, and the husky crept forward, managing to get six feet of distance between them before the snow leopard could take control of the situation again.

“Stay!”

“You will not stop me again, villain. I can still – wait, no, wait!”

The entire laundromat was a tool. Every machine was another toolbox. Singularity unwrapped the wires and tubing and more from the insides of the machines, and they seized hold of the husky, dragging him back. In little more than a second, he was flipped up and around, his ass deposited into the drum of one of the standing washing machines, his legs spread, and his back arched so that any beam he emitted would go right through the ceiling. He couldn’t use his powers to save himself this time.

Despite that, there was something almost endearing about seeing his husband’s super-self locked in place, almost like he’d fallen into the washing machine. As the tubing and wires came up and restrained the husky’s legs, pulling them further apart and forcing his cock to be that much more obvious, Singularity watched Maxximus’s blush grow…and his cock throb all the harder.

“Mmmm, seems like someone likes to show off.”

“No, I do not! This – this is beyond – you can’t just – mmmph…”

It was simplicity itself to modify the steel plug to have a vibrator function through it, and it didn’t take long for that new humming to have Maxximus’s exposed cock throbbing, twitching, dripping into its new latex sleeve. He smiled, leaning in and giving the husky’s balls a gentle fondle, rolling them between his fingers.

That got a moan, too.

“Looks like you [i]do[/i] like showing off. Look at you, so helpless, so exposed. Anyone might walk by and see you with your mighty cock and balls hanging out. Helpless, indeed, waiting to be touched...teased…used…”

It didn’t matter that Maxximus kept shaking his head; his cock was being more honest than the rest of his body was, and that was what Singularity listened to. It throbbed, it twitched, and most of all, it dripped. The little reservoir at the tip of the condom was already starting to fill up, getting slimier with pre-cum, and he nodded to himself as he reached up and stroked down the length of the slutty shaft.

“Mmmph…”

And the little whimper-moans from his super-husband – no, from Maxximus – only added to that wonderful feeling. He barely had to have the nanites in the husky functioning at all; they were just keeping him from fighting back as hard as he could. Everything else – this wanton need, this sudden exhibitionistic thrill – was honestly coming from the husky.

Stroke.

Stroke.

Stroke.

It didn’t take long before the whimpers turned to unwilling moans, and less time after that for the moans to turn to huffing, panting grunts. Singularity cocked his head to the side, finding it all the hotter as he spoke and his voice dropped deeper.

“Look at you. Squirming, panting. Where did all that resistance go, hmm? Where did all that hunger to fight me and beat me down for the last humiliation disappear to? You’re nothing, now. You’re nothing but a little bitch for me.”

“Nnngh…I’m not…not a bitch…”

“Your cock says otherwise, Maxximus. Your cock says you want to be here. You want to be teased, milked.”

“N-no…”

“Yes. Look at this.”

He squeezed, dragging his hand up. All the pre-cum that had slid down the rest of the condom went up with his hand, gathering in the tip. It wasn’t quite as much as a full orgasm, but there was enough there to be more than visible. He squeezed it again, drawing a gasp from the husky.

“Look at that. All that, from you. From being exposed, from being helpless, from a villain touching you.”

“Mmmph…I…I won’t…”

“Won’t surrender?”

He chuckled.

“You will. Sooner or later…”

Truth be told, he could have sped this up. He could have used his nanites in Maxximus’s system to make him cum right then and there. It would have been easy. Would have been simplicity itself.

But it wouldn’t have been [i]fun.[/i]

As he went back to stroking, one hand rubbing those heavy balls and caressing them gently and the other firmly stroking that latex-sheathed shaft, he listened to Maxximus’s whimpers, his moans, his pants and grunts. They were so varied, so gentle, and yet, so much more obvious than they had ever been at home.

[i]That’s because this is the superhero, Maxximus, and at home, we have the normal husky, Luis,[/i] he thought. [i]They’re almost different people. You can’t expect something from Luis that you’d get from Maxximus, and you can’t expect something from Maxximus that you’d get from Luis.[/i]

Like, he would never kiss Maxximus. That would be wrong. But he would Luis. And he would never force Luis to be exposed, but he would make Maxximus wag that cock up and down the city streets.

Oh, that was an idea. That was a very hot idea.

The husky groaned, finally trying to buck his hips. Singularity took his hands away, and as the other male groaned, almost growling in frustration, he took a step back.

And he pulled out his phone.

“Wait, what…what are you doing with that?”

“Oh, just collecting a few memories.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Oh, I would.”

He held up the phone, pointing it right at that throbbing, eager cock. Even without getting touched, it was still such a sight. With a smirk, he tapped the button. Click.

“Nnngh…”

“Oh?” Singularity hadn’t expected that, but the opportunity was there now. He grinned wider than ever. “You like having your picture taken, huh?”

“N-no.”

Click.

“Mmmph!”

“I’d say that you do, heh. What would you say if this was leaked to some of the local papers, hmm? How would you feel if someone found out what kind of cock the new superhero on the block was packing?”

“Nnnnnnngh…”

The whimper-whine was so cute, almost adorable, but it was the fact that Maxximus looked like he was on the verge of orgasm from the comments alone. Good lord, was the husky that much of a repressed exhibitionist? Did he like the idea of others seeing his cock [i]that[/i] much?

Singularity wiggled one finger, gathering up some of the rubber tubes from the other machines. They wrapped around the base of the husky’s cock, almost like tentacles, and squeezed. Just as Maxximus moaned, the snow leopard lifted the phone again, shifting it to video mode.

“I think I’ll record your inevitable orgasm,” he said, throwing in as much of a villain’s cockiness as he could. “Maybe I’ll save it for when one of the others comes around. Show them what you have between your legs, and how easily you were conquered.”

Red face.

Hard cock.

Whimpering moans.

Maxximus gasped and shook his head, desperately trying to say something that would clear his name, but the slow strokes from the rubber hoses and the dull wires were making it obvious how horny he actually was. His muscles were bunching up along his thighs, his hips thrusting up against the grip on his cock again and again. Singularity made sure that his camera caught every last bit of it, huffing and groping himself from the view.

[i]I’m going to enjoy this later…[/i]

“Nnngh…mmmph…”

“Go on. Cum for the camera. Cum and show the world what sort of pervert you are…”

“NNNGH!”

The grunt was a barely-suppressed howl, he realized, and as if the command had been a genuine one, the husky went over the edge. He arched his back against the restraints as much as he could and thrust, thrust, thrust, emptying his balls into the condom. The tip bulged, swelling wider and wider as it was flooded with eager hero cum, and Singularity made his camera zoom in, making sure to catch every last spurt into the latex container.

[i]That…is so…hot…[/i]

It didn’t last long, only a few seconds, but he knew that he’d be re-watching those few seconds time and time again in his off-time. The snow leopard barely suppressed a shiver of his own, shaking his head as he tapped the screen once more to end the recording.

“Mmmm, that was quite the display, hero,” he said, shaking his head as he reached down and started pulling at the condom. “I will have plenty of material to work with after this session.”

“Mmmmph…”

“I’m sure you know that this is nothing personal. It’s just the way that the world works. You chase after me, I make sure that you can’t catch me.”

“I…I will…find you…”

“I’m sure.” He chuckled. “But you won’t remember why.”

“I will…never forget this.”

“You say that.”

He reached down, pressing his hands to the husky’s head. He looked Maxximus right in the eye and gave the next command.

The husky went limp. Everything went slack as the nanites set to work, going through the other male’s mind. The memories of the last few hours needed to be deleted, removed, shifted from the husky’s mind. For now, at least, Singularity would make each session the first, each little encounter new to his new rival. It would make the whole banter and play more fun while he figured out the best way to tease and play, and it would make it safer for both of them, too.

After all, what Sorloc didn’t know about their relationship couldn’t be used against them.

Leaving the nanites to work, he gently slipped the condom free and tucked his husband’s cock back where it belonged. For all his threats, the last thing that he wanted to happen to Maxximus was for someone else to come around and take advantage. [i]That[/i] would have been all kinds of wrong.

Deleting the vibrators and the plug, he set the nanites to keep Maxximus out of it for a count of 300, giving him time to get home. He already had what he wanted.

#

Henry was sitting on the couch reading a book when the front door opened. The snow leopard cocked his head to the side as the husky came around the corner, clearly a little bedraggled, but not obviously coming off a super-shift. No sign of his costume, either, which meant that it was probably back in the storage facility.

[i]Really should find something better for him,[/i] he thought as he closed the book. [i]I should have a rival that’s better equipped than that, better treated.[/i]

“Have a good night?” he asked.

“Yeah, just a busy one. Some time at the office and then a bit of a side-trip that I didn’t expect.”

“Sounds like the manager is working you to the bone.”

“Tell me about it,” Luis muttered, rubbing the back of his head. “I’m this close to looking for a new job.”

“Do you need me to take a few shifts? Build up a little bit more savings so you can do that?” he asked.

“…Tempting…”

It would be possible, of course, though not exactly through legal means. Henry had used Singularity in the past to commit crimes that kept them in a good place, financially; not everything that they had came from their day jobs. So far, the tax men hadn’t noticed the difference, but he had been careful not to push their luck too far. That said, he was more than willing to take that risk if it meant keeping Luis in a good place.

“I’ll be alright for a bit longer,” the husky said, shaking his head as he walked over to the couch and sat down. “I just…really do not like that man. He’s an asshole.”

“I know,” Henry said.

“I know, I know. Do you mind?”

“Vent away.”

He was only half-listening as his husband dumped all the little sins of the office job at his feet. They were the same sort of comments that he heard every week, though there were more of them at once this time. Sounded like the office manager was really starting to take it upon himself to become more and more of a tyrant.

[i]Wonder if that’s another hero in their day job?[/i] he thought as the husky continued moaning about his employer. [i]Not a fox, so not Sorloc, but still…[/i]

Henry shook his head, both in sympathy but also at himself. Much as he wanted Luis to be happy, he needed to keep from getting [i]too[/i] involved. Singularity was a useful secondary identity, and it could make a lot of things happen that ‘Henry’ could not, but that didn’t mean that he could go around doing all this.

After all, what was he, a hero? No, he was a villain, and that was far more effective, but only in limited doses.

“Anyway. I don’t want to think about work anymore,” Luis said, shaking his head. “It’s the weekend. I want to stop being in work-mode and just be with you.”

“I second that thought,” he said, smiling. “So, what do you want to do for the rest of the night? Watch a movie, or?”

“Well…that’s a good place to start.”

“Start?”

“Well…” Luis rubbed his arm, shaking his head. “I don’t know why but…I’m just…I’m feeling a little…”

“A little what?”

“Lonely. And a bit…needy.”

“…Needy, huh?”

“I don’t know,” Luis muttered, looking down and away. “Sorry –”

“No, no, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to tease,” Henry said, giving the husky a gentle one-armed hug. “Go on.”

“I just…I want to be with you tonight. Like, really be with you. And just forget about everything else for a while.”

“Well, you know I’m always up for that.”

“I know, but…”

“You want to pick the movie while I get the black-out stuff set up in the room?”

“…You don’t have to…”

He blinked. It wasn’t something that he [i]meant[/i] to do – he didn’t want make his husband feel worse – but it was shocking enough that he couldn’t help himself. [i]Not[/i] put up the black-out curtains and blinds and sheets? Not isolate the room from all light and exposure?

He must have looked particularly silly, because Luis blushed and bit back and chuckle.

“Is it that bad?”

“No, just…surprising.”

“Well, I…I guess I want to see you…and…have you see me.”

“…Are you sure?”

“Yeah…yeah, I think so.”

“…Well, I’m…I’m happy to do that,” he said, a little purr escaping him before he could stop himself. “But – movie first?”

“Yeah. Sounds good to me.”

“Great. You pick the flick, I’ll get the popcorn going.”

“Yeah…yeah, that sounds good.”

He stood up before he could give himself away any further. In addition to the anticipation for the post-movie fun, he couldn’t help but feel slightly concerned. Luis never wanted to go that far. Oh, fun and such, yes, but the rest…

[i]Is there something bleeding through from the nanites? Or is this really him? Or…[/i]

He didn’t know. What he did know was that he was going to have a very, [i]very[/i] good night, and he would figure out how it happened later.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Henry and Luis have one more meet-up as their super-selves, and it goes rather differently this time…more pleasantly, for one.

Tags: M/M, Teasing, Handjob, Masturbation, Body Control, Nanites, Vibrator, Butt Plug, Condom, Cum Collection, Cum Milking, Machine Control, Superheroes, Supervillains, Super Villains, Super Powers, Orgasm, Cum, Snow Leopard, Corruption, Husky, Married,