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Please Note: Elements from the cover art to this story were originally the work of an artist who goes by PhaustoK. He was unwilling to do a commission as I wanted it but said it was okay to paint over his work if it would help. I showed him the final product and he approved. Parts of it are still very much in his style though and I feel compelled to point those interested in his direction. He does fantastic sexy drawing of DC characters and has a few fan fic comics that are very well done. https://twitter.com/PhaustoK

Another Issue: I'm aware DC fan fic isn't exactly Furry. I would argue for this story though there is a man dressed in a bat suit for much of the story and also Atlanteans are a race of fish people who's appearance vary somewhat in their anatomy. Some of them have mermaid tials while others are full on fish creatures, though I will concede none of these forms are mentioned in this book. In later additions to this series I plan to include Beast Boy.

Atlantean: Chums as Chum

Aquaman stood proudly at the Zeta tube in Atlantis eagerly waiting to greet his guests. He was a tall, handsome man with a well chiseled jaw and lush full lips that some would say, were made for sucking dick. He had icy, pale blue eyes, and long, feathered blond hair which verged on being a mullet. It had lots of volume and was mostly combed to one side. He wore a tight-fitting long sleeve shirt adorned with golden scales and even tighter fitting green tights that left little to the imagination. Between his legs he had a quite the kingly bulge and Atlanteans were already known for being well endowed. There were shark fins on the backs of his knee high boots at a sharp angle. His elbow length gloves had fins adorning them as well. He had the well chiseled physique of a barbarian and was clean shaven all the way down.

Beside him was a huge glass wall to a massive aquarium which was centered in this part of the castle. They were underwater of course and most of the walls in the castle were made of a thick glass. The water in the aquarium was almost perfectly clear allowing a brilliant view of the islands of coral, huge fish, sharks and eels that swam within. The water was so pristine that the throne room on the opposite side could be seen almost perfectly through the glass on the other side. In contrast there was the dark blue ocean waters which surrounded the castle. Only the lights of far off buildings of the Atlantean city could be seen clearly from these depths.

Behind Aquaman stood long lines of guards with their backs to the glass walls. They all wore metal helmets on with sharp fins adorning them. They had gold chest plates that only protected their pecks, leaving their mid drift bare. Thigh-high metal boots, gold bracers with fins on them, made up the rest of the uniform. Each clung to a brass spear, a weighted net, or trident. They were otherwise completely naked though on this occasion Aquaman had them wear leather thongs that had small chains forming a loose cage around their thick Atlantean cocks and balls.

Earlier in the day Aquaman had announced he was having guests and said he did not want any embarrassments. That meant keeping their cocks wrapped in their cages. Should anyone's dick fall out he made it known that he would consider it their volunteering to be turned to stone and join the others as decorations around this part of the castle.

Every few feet there were square pedestal on either side of the hall. The Atlanteans adorning them were stripped of their armor, mummified in bandages with magical writing stitched upon them. They each had a narrow slit for their eyes to peer out. Their mouths were gagged. Their arms bound tightly across their chest or to the sides or occasionally around the back. Then they were made to stand on their tiptoes and asked to thrust or lean seductively. And all with a huge ten to fourteen inch erection Atlantean men were known for having. Once the pose was right and their nuts pulled to get the angle on their cock right, they were turned to stone and remained that way as decoration until someone else slipped up and was made to take their place.

For the guards that had been turned to stone, they could still cry out. This sounded like a muffled moaning which emanated from their core. Statues were not allowed to make noise though but whenever their penises were being dusted off they couldn't help but cry out desperately from months of sexual frustration. They could still be made to cum if the tender underside of their cock was tickled enough. Their fellow guards liked to tease them like this; however, punishment for making too much noise meant another month being kept turned to stone.

The guards not turned to stone could be punished as well. Breaking a stone guard's penis off or accidentally tipping one over meant that that guard would take his place. More than once Aquaman had heard a statue shattering and turned the corner only to find two guards accusing one another of having done it. Aquaman ruled that both men should be bound up and turned to stone.

Lining the inside of the Aquarium there were statues of bound up Atlanteans as well. They were placed atop round pedestals along the parameter every few feet, though not as frequently as the adjacent halls. These statues had it the worst of all as their fellow guards rarely ventured in the tank to tickle their cocks. For that there were algae eating fish and other sorts of sucking and tickling bottom feeders which occasionally crawled on the end of their cocks.

Statues inside the Aquarium were also swapped out less frequently. It had become somewhat known that Aquaman favored freeing stone guards had posed to look the most desperate. Sometimes when it was time to swap guards out he'd favor the horniest looking over ones who had served their time. Alternatively ones who posed in a boring way he might say, "Well this one's not even trying." Then he'd pull a handle on the wall opening up a trapdoor beneath the pedestal and the stone guard would be dumped down into the depths of the ocean.

The castle was built over the edge of a cliff leading down into what they referred to as The Trench. This was the deepest point in the ocean and not even light penetrated down there aside from what's emitted from volcanic activity and the monsters that live down there. Half of the pedestals in the castle dropped statues down into The Trench. The other half dropped down into piles of garbage which were eventually pushed into The Trench. Occasionally though salvagers would come steal the stone statues and sell them to the surface world for a prophet. More than one stone guard had ended up in a private collection.

Because of this, the statues inside of the Aquarium tended to look the most desperate and seductive. It was simply more of a pain to change them out so the Atlantean guards rarely did it. Currently all of the statues in the great Aquarium had been in there for more than a year. Despite their horny expressions in their eyes and thrusting out their cocks in risky angles that made them easily toppled by the large fish, Aquaman had toyed with the idea of just dumping them all down into The Trench. He probably would have done it already if he didn't think their guests would be impressed by them.

Behind him stood more than two-hundred guards lining the walls to the corridor which curved around further on and hugged the aquarium around to the front. This he knew would impress his guests. The Aquarium was grand as well, and the stone guards jutting out their dicks with desperate looks frozen in their eyes were sure to impress. Then Aquaman eyed the wall at the back of the tank and frowned at the four statues thrusting their cocks at his bedroom window. Those were the ones he wanted to be rid of the most and wondered if the guests would notice if those four were missing.

The Zeta tube in front of him was a very tall, just like the corridor. It was a ring filled with alien technology from the surface world and beyond. Stepping through it, one could be transported to another Zeta tube elsewhere in the world. One simply had to set the coordinates and then walk through. There was no disintegration or anything of the kind. You simply stepped into a dark tunnel that was then filled with light. Once the light faded you'd find yourself walking out into a different place.

Currently Aquaman waited for his prized pupal, Garth, to return home after a lengthy period on the surface with his new found friends. His long Atlantean cock was hard just thinking about having Garth back again after six months of being away. What's more he was eager to see what sexual moves he'd learned from the surface dwellers who were sometimes more skilled with their tongues.

Suddenly the Zeta tube lit up with a burning white light. Silhouettes appeared and out walked Garth, Red Robin (Tim Drake), Superboy (Conner Kent), Damian, and Batman (Bruce Wayne).

Garth was every bit as tall as Aquaman, but with long, jet black hair. He had a thick, muscular neck and dark blue tattoo markings wrapping around his muscular arms. He wore a sort of Atlantean turtleneck with aqua blue scales. It lacked arm sleeves so his muscular arms stuck out showing off his tattoos. He wore black tights which also left little to the imagination. He was barefoot too like most Atlanteans.

Garth bowed his head and pressed an arm across his chest. "My King." Garth said graciously. Then looked up at Aquaman with his piercing ocean-blue eyes. "I have returned and brought with me a few surface dwellers as you requested."

Aquaman smiled then eyed Batman up and down skeptically. He'd encountered Batman many times before on the surface. They had been mutually beneficial fights along side the Justice League which was fine, but they didn't always see eye to eye in the bedroom. Few men dared to tug on the Aquaman's hair as violently as Batman did. Batman was a control freak when it came to sex and this clashed with Aquaman's kingly sensibilities.

They shook hands. "It is good to see you." Aquaman said somewhat plainly.

Batman grunted, adding. "Indeed." Then he gestured to Damian. "Allow me to introduce to you my son, Damian." Then added, "he's recently turned 17."

Aquaman acknowledged Damian indifferently. Damian had only just became a man and this in no way interested Aquaman. Though he was 17, he still look young.

Damian had a strong but slender frame. He was the smallest of the group, with bright green eyes and spiky black hair. He had a naturally pissed-off look on his face, as though he didn't want to be here. Despite this, he extended a hand said in a disciplined tone. "It is an honor to meet you sir."

Aquaman offered a weak handshake and made a thin smile. "Likewise."

Garth put an arm on Superboy's shoulder. "And this is Superboy my lord."

Aquaman gave a far more interested response. Smiling wide, Aquaman undressing Superboy up and down with his gaze.

Superboy was a genetic clone of Superman which came with all the perks of being a Kryptonian. He had dashing good looks, rock hard muscles, and judging from his bulge, a mighty 12 inches of cock. He was jacked like a construction worker and had a down to earth look about him. Somehow you could tell he farmed and worked the land just from looking at him.

They shook hands with Superboy nervously saying, "I-I'm honored. Really."

Aquaman was so lost in Superboy's dark blue eyes that he hesitated to respond. "Likewise."

Then there was Red Robin who Garth introduced last.

Red Robin was taller than Damian but still with a slender frame. He was strong though, experienced-looking too. Garth had reported that he and Superboy were currently in a relationship together. He was clearly the power bottom of the relationship. Batman had trained him well too. Tim's ability to wrap his tongue around Conner's cock brought the mighty Kryptonian to his knees.

Red Robin's reputation preceded him. Garth had included in his reports a sexual encounter the two had had where Tim sucked him off for a solid three hours straight, determined to make Garth's rock hard Atlantean dick shoot as much cum as possible. He wouldn't let up even as Garth begged him to stop.

Aquaman smiled widest of all at meeting him. "I hear Superboy is a lucky man." He said first shaking hands, then bringing it up to graze his cheek. Robin blushed. Aquaman's hand fell away.

Tim let out a nervous laugh saying, "Heh... I try," knowing their sexual escapades were the worst kept secret back at Titans Tower. He was not one to brag.

Superboy smiled.

Damian huffed.

Aquaman eyed him up and down. "Garth has told me much about you and your... abilities." He said eyeing Robin's lips.

Robin blushed again then Batman stepped into view putting an arm Robin's shoulder. "Robin's been well trained."

Aquaman smiled. "Indeed. Hopefully he will offer us a demonstration later, so we can see where his talents excel."

Damian was about to chime in with some insult but Aquaman had already turned away and put a hand on Garth's shoulder. "And how is my star pupal? It has been six months now. You must be eager to be my prized Doloma again, no?"

Garth broke into a wide smile. Blood rushed immediately to his cock at the mention of the word Doloma. "Indeed sire. I would be honored to be your Doloma again!"

The guards all broke into wide Cheshire grins, exchanging knowing looks, nods and winks at one another. You could hear the chains around their dicks tightening as their dicks tried to escape their chainmail confines.

"Doloma?" Damian asked.

Robin held up a knowing finger. "The Greek word for Bait." He answered.

Damian shot Tim a nasty look, "I wasn't asking you Tim!" Mid shout he'd finally noticed the statue of a mummified man standing on his tiptoes with his huge stone cock sticking out in the Aquarium. Slowly the others all noticed it too then saw there were more standing about.

Aquaman had turned to face them now. He still had his arm on Garth's shoulder. "He is right. Doloma means bait in your tongue."

"And how do you know this Tim?" Damian said rudely to Tim.

Tim shrugged. "Over the past two years, Garth's been called back to Atlantis a few times. Each time the message contained the word Doloma. I did my research and came up with nothing, even from the Atlantean history books." Robin said. "That's why I'm eager to see what this Doloma thing actually is. It's got to be code, right?"

Aquaman smiled, "It is a game of sorts we play here in Atlantis for sport. It's a true test of ones manhood both for the Doloma and his Saras." Garth gave a seductive look back at Aquaman.

"That means Fisher." Robin said. "I figured that might be a response term or title of some kind."

Damian yelled. "No one asked you Tim!"

Batman let out a faint growl showing his annoyance with Damian. Damian huffed as Batman glared at him.

Aquaman on the other hand was starting to get annoyed with Robin, thinking, 'Yes, I see why they keep his mouth full now.'

Aquaman was smirking happily and exchanged a glance with Garth. "Come. Enough pleasantries. We should get on with the today's events." Then as he and Garth lead them down the hall, Aquaman glanced over his shoulder. "Who knows. Perhaps one of you will be brave enough to be Doloma to someone's Saras. Yes?"

'I-" Damian had started saying but Batman grabbed him the collar. Damian looked back to see Batman shaking his head No. Damian nodded expecting it had something to do with all the thrusting mummified statues with their dicks sticking out.

"I'll do it!" Superboy said.

"You!?" Tim said, surprised.

"Sure." Superboy said putting a hand around Tim's waist. Then he leaned in and plopped a kiss on his cheek. "I'll be your Do-Lo-Mo or whatever, any day."

"Doloma," Robin corrected, again noticing the stone statues wrapped in bandages. Their stone dicks stuck out between the shoulders to some of the guards who were all smiling at them. He'd noticed they were carefully adjusting themselves when Aquaman was not looking.

"Wonderful." Aquaman said. "This will prove to be a most entertaining day."

Two of the Atlantean guards Aquaman had walked past had their dicks slip free of their chained cages. Thankfully Aquaman did not seem to notice. Between them was one of the stone dicks to a fellow guard propped up and thrusting behind them. The moment Aquaman and the others had turned the corner one of the guards turned and plucked a kiss on the stone guard's penis. The other reached a hand up and gave him a little tickle underneath. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" The stone guard cried out desperate for them to play with him more.

II

As they walk it was hard not to notice the fantastic Aquarium next to them. Huge towers of rich and vibrantly colored corals were scattered about with small schools of fish in a dazzling array of colors swimming among them. Then there much larger fish, similar to Salmon, Carp, and Bass they were used to seeing but significantly larger than typical. The ones that tended to swim lower in the tank tended to be the largest and most impressive among them. A few sharks also circled the tank as well as a swarm of crabs nibbling about the bottom, poking their pinches in and out of the bone-white rocks and pebbles that made up the bottom of the tank.

The mummified statues propped up on pillars every ten feet or so were moderately distracting. Aquaman certainly had a theme going, Tim thought. Having turned the corner the opposing wall was now solid stone. Actual round pillars in the Roman style were positioned between the statues of Atlanteans with their cocks out. Huge, black out curtains in a velvety red tone hung at each pillar with thick golden ropes hanging down beside them. It looked as though when the curtains were drawn, all the stone dicks would still poke through.

Tim had meant to ask about the statues but then up ahead Garth suddenly stopped and turned to one of them.

(pronounced Wade) "Wyynde? Is that you!?" Garth exclaimed then walked up and put a hand on the statue's stone cock.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Wyynde cried out.

"Ha! It is you!" Garth said happily. "No wonder you weren't responding to my messages."

Batman, Damian, Tim and Conner all exchanged looks, first at one another and then around them as they realized the statues had all once been Atlanteans.

Wyynde looked almost identical to all the other statues jutting out their cocks but the thing that caught Garth's eye was his gold cock piercing. It was a thick ring of gold sticking out the the end of his dick hole which had not turned to stone. Also adorning his penis was a gold circlet which was a size or two smaller than his cock was fully engorged. Someone had also taken the time to put his bandanna with the crescent moon on it wrapped around his forehead. Besides these though he had the same general pose as all the others, arms crossing his chest, legs locked together, and balanced high up on his tiptoes.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Wyynde cried out again as though to say hi.

"Wait, He's alive!?" Tim said freaking out a little. "All of these men are alive?"

Aquaman smiled. "But of course. Being wrapped in ceremonial bindings and turned to stone this way is a playful means of seductive punishment." Then he turned to look at Wyynde, "In Wyynde's case he failed to satisfy me sexually in your absence Garth. So I sentenced him to stay this way at least six months."

Garth bowed his head, "A thousand apologies my lord!" He said. "Had I known you had need of me..."

"Not at all." Aquaman said. "I understand you were busy saving the world and what not with your friends." Then he looked directly up at Wyynde. "And Wyynde, you know the rules. Statues are not allowed to talk." He wrapped a hand around Wyynde's stone cock and lightly jerked him off. "That will be another three months added to your sentence."

Wyynde's statue remained quite but somehow through the intense look froze on his face everyone could tell he wanted to cry out.

Aquaman brought his hand up to his lips and licked the precum that had oozed out of Wyynde off his fingers. Then once he was satisfied he moved on uttering, "Good."

They moved on but the moment they were out of sight, Wyynde let out a series of sexually frustrated whimpers as though he were panting. Some of the guards standing across from him gave to hide their Cheshire grins and whipped their cocks out taunt him. One of them pulled out a hidden note pad from behind the pillar beside Wyynde and marked down the additional three months to his sentence.

The hallway took them to the back of a grand staircase. This room was meant to be entered in from a different way but they were right next to the entrance to the throne room which they had seen on the opposite end of the aquarium through the glass. This great hall though continued the theme of no windows, Roman columns, and rock hard Atlanteans mummified atop pedestals.

Aquaman lead them along the wall intending to turn about and go up the steps. Before they got there though Damian looked at one of the statues and shivered, saying, "These things give me the creeps." Then he reached out to grab hold of one of the thick ropes expecting it to close the curtains.

As he did that the statue beside it cried out, "EMMMM EMMMM EMMMM EMMMMMMMMM!!!" Damian gave the heavy rope a tug and with a hair pin trigger, the trapdoor beneath the statue abruptly opened sending the stone Atlantean falling straight down into the ocean depths with a loud, SPLASH!!!

A faint "BLUB BLUB BLUB BLUB!!!" Was the last they hared of him.

Everyone turned to see Damian holding the rope standing beside the open trapdoor. Guards immediately had spears at his throat and pointed at his chest and back. Batman had a batarang in hand to throw at each of them concealed beneath his cape. Tim was also grasping a gas grenade but saw the spears were only pointed at Damian.

"You!" A guard shouted. "How dare you drop him like that!" Another one said. "Outsider! You shell take his place!" Another in the crowd yelled.

Aquaman cleared his throat with aloud, "Et Hem!" All eyes fell on him now standing a few steps higher than them all. He was eyeing Damian intently.

Damian sighed then said, "What? I thought pulling it would close the curtains." He said shaking the rope a bit and showing that indeed it was coming from behind the curtains up at the ceiling.

Aquaman mused again saying. "Yes I can see how you might think that."

"But sire!" A guard yelled. "Our laws demand he take his place." Another said. "He will serve out his sentence of the one he broke on top of his own!" Another cried.

Aquaman looked at the sea of nodding helmets looking up at him. Then Aquaman frowned realizing, "I see a number of you have fallen out of your chainmail thongs." He glanced around at all the guards now struggling to tame their fourteen inch cocks and hide them from view. "Damian here can be forgiven this one time for being an outsider and not knowing our ways, but all of you should know better than to present your dicks in my prescience."

There was a lot of lowering of spears and light murmurings as the guards stood more respectfully.

Aquaman continued. "Now, as for the vacant spot in our gallery." He said causing lots of nervous looks on all of the guard's faces. Aquaman held out a hand and pointed to one of them at random. "You."

The guard's went wide eyed and turned white in the face. The others shuffled away from him to form a circle around. "But sire!" He said.

"Three months." Aquaman said sternly, adding "On top of whatever what's his name still had to go."

The other guards seized the one Aquaman had pointed at and began stripping him of his armor.

Aquaman, Garth, Batman, Damian, Tim and Conner all climbed the steps as that went on. As they approached the top Tim asked, "So where does that trapdoor lead?"

Aquaman turned to him a moment. "It dumps him down into the Trench. If he doesn't shatter when he hits the ground, the creatures that dwell down there will surely tear him apart, or use him to build a nest or something."

Tim was taken aback. "Should someone go after him?"

Aquaman thought a moment then shrugged, "I suppose."

Two guards over heard what he wanted done and swiftly bowed to Aquaman then rushed down the steps and out the front entrance to the great hall. Apparently somewhere in part of that part of the castle there was a way to access the ocean.

Straight ahead was a balcony overlooking the main throne room. Instead of going there they turned a corner and went up another grand staircase lined by two more stone Atlanteans. Once they reached the top they turned again into a huge domed room that was on top of the massive Aquarium.

They walked out onto a platform which wrapped all way around the edge. Even up here there were stone Atlanteans positioned every ten feet or so thrusting their stone dicks out. They mostly lined the pool's edge but a few were positioned on a wooden pier which came out a few feet over the water.

The ceiling here was an impressive 60 foot high glass dome. The pier was charmingly rustic, with it's uneven splintery wood, though it seemed particularly dangerous to have stone Atlantian's propped up on their tiptoes set upon. It was centered with the entry way they had came in but it only stuck out over about a forth of the aquarium. Looking over the edge they could see the surface of the water started a few feet down. It was too far to reach on their own should someone fall in and Tim noticed there were no ladders to climb up from. Then he remembered that Atlanteans swam like Dolphins and would have no need for such luxuries. Also lining the walls here were more guards who stood positioned along the edges of the dome though what they were guarding here remained unclear.

Tim stared down into the tank. It was at least 40 feet deep of crystal clear water. The colorful schools of fish, sharks and stingrays glided beneath him. The bottom of the tank was alive with crabs probed the pebbles around the burrows to massive eels which ducked in and out of the ground. There were small sorts of sharks as long as a man's arms as well as engorged barracudas swimming about searching for weakness in the schools of fish to chomp on. Iridescent oranges, pinks, yellows, purples, and blues dazzled around the islands of coral in the tank.

Finally Tim asked, "So this whole Doloma thing, it doesn't have anything to do with all these statues does it?"

Aquaman shook his head. "In a way." He said, adding. "The turning my horny men into statues is entirely different but in a way is meant to honor the Doloma game we play."

Garth stepped forward and stripped off his cloths, revealing his toned, masculine body and tight round ass. His tattoos which wrapped around his arms also twisted around his chest, ending in a V above his crotch. And then there was his rock hard, 12 inch cock which was throbbing up and down as he flexed it for his King to see.

Aquaman turned to the others as Garth dropped to his knees. "Doloma's should strip naked so that their Saras may offer them a 'meal' before we begin." He said whipping out his own cock which had a gold ring pierced through the tip. He was thicker than Garth's dick but not quite as long.

The others watched excitedly as Garth licked his lips, grabbed hold of Aquaman's hefty balls and whip his tongue around his gold cock piercing.

Superboy nudged Tim in the side to get his attention, then he pulled off his Superman shirt and threw it to the floor. Tim's eyes opened wide at the sight of Conner's huge pecs. Most bodybuilders were envious of anyone with a 50 inch chest, Superbooy had 60. Superboy shot him a seductive look then slowly unzipped his pants. He took them off then tossed them and his boxer to the side. He had a particularly hefty-looking Kryptonian cock, which was easily the longest, thickest, and heaviest-looking in the room. He got down on his knees, unzipped Tim's pants and pulled out his dick which was already getting quite long and hard. Then he stuck out his tongue and licked his way along Tim's shaft until he was nuzzling his head into Tim's crotch.

Tim turned bright red. He had had sex with Garth, Batman, and Superboy separately at various times but never with an audience. Most of the guards kept their heads aiming forward, but with their eyes glancing over at him. Every now and then Tim caught one adjusting their crotch, fighting to keep their cock covered up for fear of being made to replace one of the statues.

Aquaman was preoccupied at the moment, staring down into Garth's eyes with a piercing gaze. Garth wrapped his lips around his King's cock and made Aquaman let out a shiver. Garth had a special technique of his own that made Aquaman melt. Tightening his ass Aquaman uttered, "Oh how I've missed you Garth." Garth got to sucking.

Damian and Batman stood to the side watching. Saying Damian had daddy issues was a bit of an understatement. His mom was a murderous psychopath who had her way with Batman after drugging him one night. For the next ten years he had been raised by the League of Shadows, an organization of cut throat assassins and ninjas who sought to control the world. Then one day, just to fuck with Batman again she presented Damian to him and said "he's yours now." Batman of course was an unfeeling person who eat the shit out of the mentally ill on a nightly basis wasn't exactly the best role model for him. He almost never filled the fatherly void Damian so desperately sought, especially as he learned of Batman's fondness for the other Robins who each had issues of their own. Though his birthday and entry into manhood had been a few months after, Batman never came to show show him with the same sort of 'attention' he desperately desired.

Damian was a moment away from nervously dropping to his knees and asking for the honor of sucking his father's dick off for him, which would have been a huge embarrassment for everyone, when two naked Atlanteans stepped into the room offering themselves instead.

"We would be honored to be your Doloma's today." Kaldur announced, bowing his head to Batman.

Kaldur was a black-skinned Atlantean with black inked tattoos twisting around his muscular arms. He had full lips the way Aquaman did, and bleached blond hair. He wasn't hard yet but Batman could see he was a grower, sizing him up.

Batman whipped out his cock which Kaldur knelt down to worship.

The other Atlantean was a stranger to them all and possessed tattoos which crossed through his eyes then twisted down his back, around his chest and then coiled around his cock. Being very tall and muscular he towered over Damian but looked down him him seeming eager to serve.

Damian flashed red with embarrassment then realized this was probably for the best. Still though that didn't mean he had to like this towering Atlantean hunk before him. He unzipped his pants then crossed his arms saying rudely, "Well, get started then!"

The tall Atlantean dropped to his knees and reached into Damian's pants. He pulled out Damian's cock which could be described as average in many ways. It was a standard 6 inches but also the smallest in the room, and likely the whole castle. The Atlantean didn't mind or question it though. He licked his lips and got to sucking Damian off.

Garth began letting out some faint moans as he found the taste of Aquaman's delicious cock. The salty tang of precum had tickled his tongue and he knew he was doing his King a great service. Aquaman had leaned his head back and grabbed hold of Garth's hair pulling it slightly as he fought to bob his head front and back. Garth was very skilled at doing what he was doing.

Superboy wasn't as skilled as Tim was when it came to oral. Normally Tim was the one sucking him off for hours, rendering the Kryptonia powerless to move by the time he was done. On the rare occasions Conner did suck Tim off he could eventually get the job done... eventually. As he sucked away on Tim's dick, Conner reached down to grab hold of his own cock which was getting quite hard and started to jerk himself off. This apparently was not allowed though because a guard brandishing a horse whipper (used on seahorses) swiftly stepped out of line and swatted Superboy across the back of his hand.

Superboy dam near choked on Tim's dick from the pain, then realized he'd sunk his teeth down in Tim's dick harder than he should have. "AHHHHH!!" Tim yipped though more from the sudden fear of Conner's teeth chomping down a little than from real pain.

"Could you Not do that please!?" Tim yelled both to Superboy and to the man with the horse whipper.

Superboy pulled his head back, making Tim's cock leave his lips with a comical Pop! He looked up the guy. "What the hell!?"

Aquaman glanced over and explained. "Doloma are not allowed to touch themselves." Then added. "Or speak for that matter unless spoken to. It is forbidden by law, but you are new so we can over look it this once."

"What the hell kind of law is?" Superboy muttered but Tim threw a hand over his mouth.

"Uhhh He didn't mean that!" Tim said in a panic, adding. "Your highness."

Aquaman went back to enjoying Garth's tongue working its magic then said in a snooty tone, "By law you should be fed to the crabs, but because you are outsiders I shell show mercy."

"But I, MURMPH!!!" Superboy got out, but Tim shoved his cock back in his mouth to shut him up.

"Thank you your grace. We appreciate it." Tim said graciously.

Damian rolled his eyes, hating the sound of Tim sucking up to Aquaman. He did like watching Tim sweat under pressure though. And then, "Emmmm!" The Atlantean sucking his cock chirped, becoming wide eyed with surprised. Damian had started cumming in his mouth far faster than he'd anticipated.

Damian pressed his hands down on the back of the Atlantean's head to hold him in place.

Tim was muttering to Superboy, "Look how about you just jerk me off and I shoot my load into your mouth?" He'd suggested. Superboy looked annoyed but did what Tim had asked.

The Atlantean lapped up all the cum around Damian's cock. He went to pull away but Damian held his head in place. "Hold up, I'm not done with you yet." Damian said.

The Atlantean looked up at him, realizing what this means. "EMMMM?" He uttered as Damian started pissing down his throat. "EMMMMMMM!!!" The Atlantean moaned trying to keep up with swallowing.

"Last meal and something to wash it down." Damian said, then he spat down on the Atlanean's face.

"Poor guy." Tim said quietly seeing what Damian was doing.

Aquaman started cumming around the same time Kaldur had Batman blowing his load. Garth licked Aquaman's cock clean then then pulled out so he could rest his King's mighty cock up against his face. He was nuzzling it and lowered his nose down in deeply inhale Aquaman's balls.

Aquaman smiled and eyed the puddle of precum which had formed between the both of their legs. "Careful my Doloma, if you bust your load prematurely you won't be much use to me will you."

"No sire." Garth said obediently. Then he licked his tongue up against Aquaman's balls, making sure to clean under them as well.

Aquaman was pleased, allowing Garth to nuzzle at his balls a moment before saying, "Now clean up the mess you made."

Garth nodded, then looked down at the small pool of precum that had oozed out from his dick onto the floor. He went down on all fours and licked it clean.

Aquaman glanced around and saw Tim and Superboy where still going at it. "As soon as you two are done we can get started."

Damian scoffed. "While we're young, Tim!"

The Atlantean who had sucked off Damian was down on his knees like an obedient dog at Damian's side. Kaldur had taken on a similar stance to the side of Batman. Both had their dicks rock hard now with the Atlantean's very much in line to what Garth was packing. Kaldur's dick was an impressive 14 inches, almost as thick as what Superboy had, and with even fatter-looking balls. In fact Kaldur had the biggest balls of anyone in the room.

Superboy could tell Tim was nervous, so he reached around and stuck a finger up Tim's ass. The suddenly shock Tim received did the trick. Tim's cock shot a load of cum straight out into one of Superboy's eyes! "Oops!!!" Tim yelled with both him and Superboy correcting to get his dick down in Superboy's mouth. As Superboy knelt there sucking down each gush of Tim's cum, he couldn't help but laugh and wipe the cum out his eye.

"Pathetic." Damian said scoffing.

"Ohhh!" Aquaman said. "Now we can begin."

III

Garth, Kaldur, and the Atlantean who sucked Damian off each stood up. Superboy did too but had to be instructed where and how to stand. They walked off to the side where a team of Guards were waiting for them.

The four Dolomas had rubber cock gags stuffed into their mouths and strapped to the back of their heads both above and below the ear. The straps were an elastic sort of rubber though so they could be pulled out and made to sit on the face if needed. For now though, in their mouths they went.

Superboy made the mistake of biting down on his expecting it to be solid. Instead it squirted out a white goo that tasted like a dolphin came in his mouth. "EMMMM!?" He grimmest then pulled it out some, "GUAHHH!" It dripped out down his chin some.

A guard pressed it back into Superboy's mouth giving the balled end a little pinch and said. "Something for you to suck on."

Next the four Dolomas had rubber cocks stuffed up their asses which had straps that came around each of their waists and beneath the taint to hook onto a cock ring to ensure a secure fit.

Superboy's dildo was 14 inches long and particularly thick. 'Now I know what Tim feels when I fuck him!' He thought as they stuffed it up his ass. Apparently it was also filled with cum which he felt squirting into him whenever he clenched or closed his legs a bit too far.

Guards began tightly wrapping them up in the same sort of special cloth the stone Atlanteans were wrapped in. They had magical Atlantean symbols stitched into them which glowed blue slightly. They were each wrapped around the legs; individually first then together to bind their legs to one other. The chest was done next, then each arm one at a time first and then they were bound to their sides.

This tightening of the legs and forcing the arms to their sides forced Superboy to clench the rubber dildo up his ass and make it squeeze out the rest of the cum into his ass. Superboy's eyes widened as they tightly wrapped the bindings around his mid section.

They finished off by wrapping the neck and head, leaving a perfect rectangle around their eyes to see out. Their feet and erect cocks and balls were also free of the bindings just like the statues were.

The Saras: Aquaman, Batman, Damian, and Tim sat off to the side at a small table, enjoying an alcoholic drink in fluted glasses rimmed with gold.

"So, they're not being turned into statues?" Tim confirmed. "But they're still getting mummified and then what? Used as bait?"

Aquaman smirked, "Oh I forget you surface dwellers know nothing about our ways. They're being bound so that their bodies will be of no use to them. Those symbols on the fabric are enchanted with magical powers. I doubt that even your friend Superboy, or Superman for that matter, could break out of them."

Sure enough, Superboy just flopped chest first to the floor after losing his balance. "EMMMMMMM!" Several Guards helped him to his feet again.

Aquaman took a sip of his drink and continued. "When I said this will be a test of manhood I was speaking literally. They will only have use of their dicks when we throw them in the tank."

"Wait, What?" Tim said. "So they just have to hold their breath then and catch a fish with their...."

Aquaman seemed annoyed. "Just wait and see. You'll get the idea in a minute."

Garth and Kaldur were the first two ready for the next phase. They stood up tall on their own two feet and stared seductively back at their Saras, Aquaman and Batman. They were thrusting out slowly and imitating several poses like the statues did.

The Guards then brought out two iron body coffins. The bottoms of which were tight fitting and have the vague shape of a person laying down carved inside, which accounted for a deeper muscular back, individual ass cheeks and then general curves for the arms and backs of the legs. Garth and Kaldur were both carried and laid down into theirs. The lids for these were more like an exoskeleton, with lower plates able to be slid into the higher ones to adjust the size and make for a more perfect fit. The top part covered the head, neck, and shoulders. The next piece accounted for the pecks and biceps. Then the one after that was the abs and rest of the arms. The next had a hole in it for their cocks and balls to stick out and then be locked into place as the plate beneath that was adjusted up. Others covered the legs and then locked into place all meant to help customize the fit around the man inside.

Garth and Kaldur wormed it up a bit as they were set down into their body coffins. Their feet stuck out the ends which and continued to wag and fan about excitedly as the last of the locks were put into the lid. When they were finished the two were still wagging and flexing their dicks and begging for attention. Both peered out through their eye slots excitedly.

The other Atlantean and Superboy remained standing there waiting their turn. The Atlantean squirming seductively back at Damian. Damian stared back as his curvy sort of snake dance with slight interest but tried not to show it. He liked how this big strong man was submitting to him fully. Superboy didn't really know what was going on so, instead he stared down the line at what was going on with Garth and Kaldur.

The Guards placed mechanical foot tickling machines at the base of the two body coffins which began spinning pillars of white and pink feathers up and down the bottoms of their feet. Both Garth and Kaldur broke out into fists of muffled laughter and were now wagging their feet and flexing their toes to try and get their feet away as the soft feathery wheels moved about.

Then, much to Superboy, Tim, and Damian's surprise, one of the Guards used magic to activate some of the magical runes built into Garth's body coffin. It glowed intensely with a blue energy that swept over all of the metal, traveled down to Garth's feet, and then even the foot tickler glowed with a burning blue light. Then a moment later FLASH!!! Two stone rings about the size of a small plate each hovered in mid air where Garth had been, but only for a quick second. One had Garth's long, hard cock and balls sticking out of it, the other showed the slot for his piercing blue eyes. A blink of the eye later, the two stone disks shot together, locking back to back and fused into one solid disk of stone.

Garth's cock and balls stuck out one side of the small stone disk while the image of his eye slot with him peering out could been seen on the opposite side. The disk hovered in the air a moment and then fell abruptly to the floor.

It might have cracked had it landed against the marble, but thankfully Garth's nuts cushioned the fall. "EMMMMMMMMM!!!" He yipped, then the disk fell face down.

Aquaman smiled widely, and wasn't the least bit surprised that Batman looked unimpressed. Tim and Damian on the other hand were both open mouthed with amazement.

"What did you just do to him!?" Tim yelled, seeing Garth turned into a hockey puck with a penis.

Aquaman smirked. "So now you understand how we are to use them as bait."

Superboy's eyes were as wide as they could go. He looked down at Garth's dick on the floor which was flexing with excitement as a guard picked him up by his balls. Superboy got a glimpse of the seductive look in Garth's eyes as he twirled around in the guard's hand. Garth appeared to be panting with joy and wagging his cock like a worm wriggling.

Another blue flash filled the room as Kaldur was sealed into his stone disks, rendering him down to just his thick, black cock and bulbous, black balls. His storage disk landed with a 'Conk!' on the floor as it landed. His huge black cock fell over his disk like a falling tree but leaned off it to one side. The weight of this caused it to roll and landed in way that had Kaldur looking up at Superboy. Kaldur's eyes slowly spun around examining his storage disk for cracks.

A guard handed Garth over to Aquaman as well as a small length of rope. "Now let me show you the proper way to hook them onto your rod."

"EMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Garth let out a muffled roar of excitement wagging his dick.

Tim couldn't help but reach over and give Garth's dick a squeeze. Open mouthed he said, "This!? THIS IS WHAT Doloma is!?" He shouted then said. "I... I... I can't believe how hard his dick is." Then started yelling again. "This is what you were doing when we were battling H.I.V.E.!!! Saving the world from Dr. Light's Machine!!! Battling Deathstroke!?!? You were here! Dick Fishing!?"

Aquaman looked up at him. "He was given word that his King had need of him, and he loyally answered the call." He rested a hand on Garth's cock and Garth's eyes suddenly crossed a moment as the shiver of his king's familiar touch swept over him.

Damian rushed up from the table. "I want to watch them do it to Superboy!"

Tim's eyes shot open wide. "Hay wait!" He yelled rushing after him.

Aquaman mused. "Ohh young boys." He said working a rope in his hands. He went on to show Batman how to properly tie a knot, demonstrating on Garth. "You twist the rope around the base of the nut sack five times." He winked tying the rope around Garth's nuts eight times. "Then you part their balls and tie the rope around each one."

Garth's cock began oozing out an impressive amount of precum onto the table.

Aquaman went on. "Lastly you give their nuts a twist, maybe two if they've been good." He winked again and twisted Garth's nuts around three times. "And then you tie a knot around the end so they can't get untwisted. Easy." He said.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Garth moaned out, from his nut stretching 5 inches longer.

A guard plopped Kaldur's black cock down on the table, using the stone storage disk like a serving tray. Batman held Kaldur up by his dick and was impressed with how rock solid it felt and by how absurely warm it was. Kaldur's cock was clearly longer than Garths too which made Batman happier to be using him. Batman flipped him over to see Kaldur's eyes peering out at him through the eye slot. Kaldur looked at him excitedly.

Aquaman smiled. "I do hope Kaldur serves you well. Not all the fish in the aquarium can handle a Doloma that big. They may take a bite out of him instead."

Kaldur flexed his cock trying to make it as hard he could.

"And those nuts..." Aquaman sneered. "They'll sink him right to the bottom."

The guards had finally managed to settle Superboy down into his coffin and get the lid locked on. He was making an awful struggle trying to break free of the bandages. The symbols were glowing an intense shade of blue to control him.

Damian smiled evilly down at him and smugly said, "He's not chickening out now is he?"

"Quit struggling!" A guard said trying to contain Superboy. "It will all be over soon!"

"It's his feet." Tim explained. "He doesn't like being tickled."

"Well too bad." The guard explained. "It is our way!" And he activated the foot tickler down at Superboy's feet.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Superboy cried, doubling his efforts to rip free of the bandages and bend his iron coffin into scrap. The runic symbols glowed intently with magical powers though and held him still.

Tim wasn't exactly happy with the situation, especially after learning what a Doloma entailed, but to back out now might be offensive. Sighing he said "Come on. You're the one who said you wanted to be my Doloma." Then thought he would yell at Garth later for not warning them about this.

A guard presented Damian his Doloma, presenting the Atlantean's massive cock with two out stretched hands.

"Get that dick out of my face!" Damian smacked his Doloma's dick out of the guard's hands.

This caused the storage disk to fall to the ground with a bit of a thud before landing face down. His Doloma let out a muffled scream which was even more muffled thanks to the floor. "EMMMMMMM MMMMMMM!!!"

The Guard scoffed saying, "Well!" He went and collected the Doloma off the floor and saw there was now a crack in his storage disk. Both the guard and the Doloma eyed it nervously then exchanged a worried look. The guard fingered the side of the disk and a small pebble flaked off it.

Damian scoffed, "Oh now it's broken."

The guard hesitantly explained. "You don't understand the severity of this. If it breaks entirely your Doloma will be castrated and sealed in the pocket dimension, getting tickled for all eternity."

Damian let out a judgmental "Humph! Well in that case now that disk is more fitting of him."

"Eternity?" Tim asked. Just then there was another blue light and Superboy was sealed up inside his storage disk. Tim turned to see him reduced down to just an eye slot on one side and his huge Kryptonian cock and balls sticking out the other. Tim caught him mid air before his storage disk had a chance to fall. "Got You!" He said sounding panicked. Then he cradled Superboy's cock between both hands and looked down into the storage disk. Superboy was glaring out at him with a look that said, 'You are gonna suck my dick for three days straight after this!'

Tim blushed, slightly amused to see Superboy like this and then having to carry him back to the table.

Damian eyed Superboy's cock and judged it to be superior to the Atlantean he was to use. "Hay how about I use your Superboy Toy as my Doloma?" Tim ignored him. "Or maybe we could switch off and on? You catch a fish, I catch a fish, we trade? Tim?" Tim ignored him still. "Tim, come on!"

"Damian!" Batman yelled.

Batman and Aquaman were now standing at a pier.

Damian growled, then walked over to him with a guard carrying his Doloma and rod behind. The guard had tied the rope around his Doloma's nuts for him.

Tim shook his head after seeing the Atlantean's balls all tied up. "Oh jeeze." He said then gave Superboy a look. "So I kind of need to tie a rope around your nuts."

Superboy's eyes flickered red.

"Hay, don't do that down here!" Tim said. "I know you're mad but at least three of us can't breath under water; would get crushed under the pressure, and unless you'd like to swim back to Kansas like this I suggest you play nice." Tim pointed out.

The burning glow of heat vision died down in Superboy's eyes. Though he still looked annoyed by all this.

A guard helped Tim tie the rope around Superboy's nuts properly and then 'hooked' him onto the fishing line. He'd tied the rope around Superboy's nuts 5 times, parted them both, tied a loop around each nut, gave them both a twist and tied a knot around the two of them so they left an opening for the hook to push through in the middle.

Superboy hung from his nuts at the end of Tim's rod and swung a bit like a pendulum from the sheer weight of his Super cock. He eyed the end of the pier nervously as it swung from side to side from his point of view. A moment later they got started.

IV

The Saras were all at the end of the pier now. Aquaman stood at the edge facing the rest of them with Garth hanging by his nuts from the end of his rod. On the corners of the pier were two stone Atlanean statues with their dicks thrusting out. A silver serving tray had been mounted atop each of their stone dicks and on them were two small hand held radios and an additional drink in a fluted glass rimmed with gold.

Batman had Kaldur hanging by his nuts over the water. Drips of precum were dropping out the end of Kaldur's dick which had started to attract several fish to circle around the spot, though none big enough to handle Keldur's cock.

Damian stood next to Tim eager to listen to Aquaman's instruction. Tim was cradling Superboy's cock for him so he didn't have to hang by them, while Damian had another guard standing beside to hold his rod for him. His Atlantean doloma hung down at the end of it still eyeing the crack with a worried look.

Beside Tim and Damian there were two additional statues of mummified Atlanteans. The one by Damian was particularly taller than the others. Each had silver serving trays balanced atop their stone dicks. Small radios and fluted glasses were atop them as well. Neither Atlantean looked particularly sturdy up on their tiptoes and arching their back to thrust their dicks out. The part of their feet that did touch the pier was right against the edge.

Aquaman cleared his throat. "Let me explain how this is done. First make sure the hook is through the loop and the knot of your Doloma's nuts is nice and tight. Otherwise you're just tossing your chum to the crabs."

Tim gulped. The double meaning of the word chum wasn't lost on him.

Aquaman spoke more directly at Superboy now. "While in the water your Doloma should flex and wag his dick, both to attract a nice big Salmon and Atlantean Bass into biting hold of his dick, and to keep from sinking to the bottom as fast." He pointed. "Down there, the crabs will cut your Doloma's dick right in half with their claws and a frenzy will start as they chop him up. Even letting them hover just off the bottom isn't safe because of the eels which have greater reach." He snapped his teeth together with a loud CLACK!

Garth and Keldur both let out a faint, muffled but begging, whimper. It sounded almost as if they wanted their dicks to be chomped in half. The sound was odd though because their muffled, "EMMMMMMMM!!!" Also came through on the small radios on the trays beside Aquaman and Tim.

This apparently meant that Batman would be standing by the statue near Tim. And a guard gestured as much pointing for him to stand there.

As talking continued, Damian's Doloma also made a moan at one point indicating that his radio was connected to the one on the tray to the great big tall Atlantean statue. Damian was gestured to stand beside it, which meant Tim had the other front corner beside Aquaman.

Aquaman continued but in a less serious tone. "The Sharks for the most part will leave your Doloma alone unless you dangle them too close to their mouths. It's the Barracuda's that you really have to watch for. They'll dart out of nowhere and chomp them right in half." He chattered his teeth again. "Your goal should be to dangle your Doloma in front of either the Salmon or Atlantean Bass."

Tim raised a hand. "Umm so once we get a bite.... doesn't that... hurt?"

Aquaman smiled. "I'm sure it does, which is why you should reel them in as quickly as possible. The Salmon and Bass here all eat by inhalation. So they'll quickly slurp up your Doloma into their mouth. They do have sharp teeth but will only use them after meeting the resistance of you pulling them against them. Take too long and they may chew through the rope around your Doloma's nuts, and then your little Superboy's balls will drop to the bottom of the aquarium. So don't do that."

Tim got a shiver down his back from hearing that description. Conner too but he was also fighting against the dreaded foot tickler at the moment to accurately show it.

Aquaman looked as though he might be finish but then remembered. "Oh and for the love of Neptune! Keep Away from the Hot Spring Volcanoes! That is unless you'd rather fiesta on sausage tonight instead of fish." He smiled.

The guards around the room let out light chuckles at their king's joke.

Tim raised a hand again. "So why are the Hot Springs in the tank?"

Aquaman turned to him. "To keep the water at a comfortable 104 degrees (F). We don't want our Dolomas to shrink now do we?" He smiled then gave one last glance around. There were no more questions so he peered in at Garth asking him, "Is my Doloma ready?" shaking his rope around.

Garth gave an excited nod. "EMMMM EMMMMMMM!!!" which came over the radio too. Garth flexed his big hard cock about.

Aquaman smiled. "Good." Then he let Garth drop to hang by his nuts, took the rod in both hands and swung it quickly over his as hard as he could.

The rope around Garth's nuts swiftly jerked him into the air forming a high arc over the aquarium. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!" Garth cried out before finally landing at the far side with a loud PLUNK!!! For a moment it looked as if he might hit the edge of the aquarium. The guards standing along the edge there actually gestured impulsively to catch him but backed off moments before he landed only a few feet from the side.

Batman glanced in at Kaldar without saying anything. Kaldur gave him a nod and wagged his big black cock around. Batman took the rod in both hands and did the same as Aquaman, swinging it as hard as he could over his head and swiftly flinging Kaldur by the nuts off to the right side of the tank towards the throne room. He landed with a sudden, "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm!" PLUNK!!! And vanished beneath the water.

Damian reluctantly took the handle from the guard and without asking his Doloma if he was ready yet, abruptly flung the rod over his head and sent the poor Atlantean screaming balls first into the left side of the tank. "EMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!" PLUNK!!! He smacked the water like all the others only seemed to do more of a belly flop landing flat against the surface of the water.

Damian's Doloma whimpered out from the pain. "EMMM EMMM EMMMM!!!" Everyone heard over the radio.

Damian picked up the radio in one hand and said, "Oh suck it up." Then he slammed the radio down on the serving tray hard enough to make the statue jostle a little.

A very faint, "emmmmm..." emanated from the tall stone Atlantean holding Damian's radio.

Tim stood between Damian and Aquaman at the front corner. He looked in at Superboy. "Uhh ready big guy?"

Superboy rolled his eyes then gave a less than enthused wag of his big, Kryptonian dick.

Tim gulped. "Alright let's give this a try then." He said hoping Conner's Kryptonian cock was as indestructible as the rest of him. Then he took the rod in both hands and weakly cast Superboy into the tank so he only landed a few yards away with a loud PLUNK!!!

Tim could hear Conner's muffled sighing over the radio as he sank. "Emmmmmmm..."

Aquaman glanced at Tim and let a judgmental "Hmmm," at his weak cast. More than one of the guards along the sides leaned over and covered their mouth to say something which amused the other.

Tim knew they were talking about him but he was always more the tactician than the show off. Still though he knew he was out of his element and wished he had a small submersible drone to see what was going on down there. Thinking on it he realized this must look interesting watching from the halls below. Sure enough, looking through the water he could see vague outlines of guards all gathered at the sides of the tank watching them both from the Zeta tube and the throne room.

The storage disks in the water were slightly buoyant in that they didn't sink immediately. There was some weight to them but for the most part their cocks and balls were the things weighting them all down. They were also water proof, despite the two openings on each face allowing them to see out one end with their dicks out the other.

Garth allowed himself to sink a bit but then began his swift routine of Wag, Wag, Wag, then sink a little, Wag Wag Wag, then sink a little, and so on. This kept him almost level with where he'd started wagging in the tank. He did slowly lose the war on gravity but then it was Aquaman's job to reel him in a little to gain some height. This kept him from hitting the bottom as he was slowly brought back to the pier where Aquaman would cast him out again. The trick was staying at the right depth for as long as possible so the right sort of fish were most likely to find him wagging away. Already he'd had a few attempts from hungry Bass but thus far none had lined him up just right to chomp at his cock.

Back on land, Aquaman smiled saying. "You see how well Garth takes to the water. It's just like releasing a fish into the sea."

Batman mused then glanced down to see how Kaldur was doing.

Kaldur had allowed himself to sink down a bit too far before starting to wag his dick. His bulbous black nuts were acting like fishing weights and dragging him straight to the bottom. Worst off all he was sinking so fast he couldn't wag his dick enough to right himself. The field of hungry crabs getting closer.

Kaldur's radio cried out with a muffled, "EMMMM EMMMMM EMMMMMMM!!!"

Aquaman glanced over at Batman casually and said. "He wants you to reel him in a little. Let him get some altitude. Then...."

Batman tuned him out. He scowled. He hated taking advice from Aquaman.

Kaldur wagged his big black dick as hard as he could but his nuts were dragging him down too fast to keep up with. He hit the bottom of the tank balls first, then his eyes shot wide open at the sight of all the hungry crabs turning toward him as they felt the shock wave. A massive King Crab was heading right for him, claws extended and snapping as it skittered toward him. Kaldur cried out, shaking his head No! He was wagging his dick desperately to gain some height but it only thudded against the bottom of the tank like a drum announcing dinner. "EMMMM EMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Aquaman sounded more concerned. "It sounds like he's saying Bat-Man Bat-Man."

Batman growled and gripped the handle to the rod harder.

The King Crab reached out it's claws.

Kaldur's radio sounded. "EMMM EMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Aquaman raised an eyebrow. He was puzzled as to what Batman was doing. "Pull him up man! It couldn't' have been that bad of a blow job!" He said, then gave Garth a few casual reels.

Batman eyed the ring of crabs moving in on Kaldur's position. He knew dam well he should reel Kaldur in to safety and help him get him out of there. Instead, he felt he needed to teach Kaldur a lesson for sinking so quickly.

"EMMMM EMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried as the crab's slightly longer feelers drummed against the tip of his cock and another's danced along his balls.

Suddenly, Batman jerked back hard on the rod. Kaldur was ripped from the stony surface balls first right into a crab's face. Kaldur felt the rough, jagged surface of the crab's carapaces as he was dragged along and finally reeled in to safety. The crab had reached up and had Kaldur's cock between both it's claws though and snapped them shut mere nanoseconds from clamping them down into Kaldur's meat.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried, going cross-eyed from the suddenly jolt of pain.

As Batman reeled Kaldur in, whole schools of fish were spooked into swimming out of the way as he was tugged up to the aquarium surface. Kaldur let out a few muffled cries of relief. Peering out though he saw more than one guard down in the throne room exchange money begrudgingly to one another. Those giving it out had apparently lost a bet.

Batman reeled Kaldur all the way in and held him hanging by his nuts out over the water for a bit of an angry pep talk. They were now eye to eye with one another, though Kaldur was upside down. Kaldur's grateful gaze changed slowly to one of dread as Batman scowled at him. Batman squeezed his nuts and shouted "If you're gonna let these big anchors for nuts you have drag you to the bottom like that, then next time I'm just going to let the crabs cut them off! Get me?"

The portals on Kaldur's storage disk were water proof, but somehow Batman's spit from him angrily talking managed to penetrate and drip down Kaldur's face. Kaldur had a panic-stricken look in his eyes. He nodded letting out a muffled whimpering. "Emm Emmm!"

When Batman tells you shit like that, you listen!

"Good!" Batman spat, still speaking firm. "Now let's try this again. But this time, try not to feed your dam dick to the crabs!"

Before Kaldur knew it, Batman had let go of his nuts, gripped the rod and swiftly cast it over his head, and managing to make Kaldur land perfectly in the same spot where he'd landed the first time. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!" PLUNK!

Down in the throne room the guards all marveled how Kaldur was sinking down dead center again with the same ring of crabs he'd just escaped. They had just started to pull money out to place bets again but

Kaldur caught sight of what was directly below him and immediately started wagging his big black cock to keep from sinking. He'd started doing it at a much more acceptable height and kept from becoming bottom heavy.

Over the radio, Batman heard him panting. "EMM EMMM EMMMM!!!" Then Kaldur's eyes shot open wide as one of the sharks pushed dangerously close to him. "EMMMMMMMM!?" Kaldur cried then let himself sink just a little bit lower before he wagged his dick again.

The guards in the throne room smiled and passed around money again.

Damian was bored looking in at his Doloma. He seemed to be doing a good job wagging his dick about to keep from sinking to the bottom, but thus far none of the fish had taken any interest in him. Every now and then he'd hear a faint, "EMM EMM" come over the radio, the way Kaldur had when he needed to be reeled in some, but Damian found this sound annoying so he turned the volume off. He was far more interested in what was happening with Superboy.

Tim had just reeled Superboy in completely, holding him up and saying. "You keep letting yourself fall to low. Come on, let's try again."

Superboy was having the same problem Kaldur was having with his cock and balls being off balanced. It took some getting used to.

He was just about to cast Superboy back into the tank when Aquaman yelled. "GOT ONE!"

Damian put his rod against the Atlantean statue's penis and went over to see Aquaman reel in a fish. He did this ignoring the volume lights on his radio indicating his Doloma was saying something. Though given the amount of lights it was clear he must be screaming something.

"Let me see." Damian said.

Tim too glanced over, eager to watch, but he never let go of his rod.

Aquaman fought to reel Garth in. The fish was putting up quite a fight. As they got close, instead of Garth's penis on the end of the line they saw a huge Atlantean Bass with a hook though its lips. Tim chuckled when he realized those were Garth's nuts sticking out of the Bass's mouth. Aquaman reeled it in and out sprung a massive fish the size of his torso, flapping about as he reeled it ever higher. "Ohh what a beautiful fish my Doloma's caught me!" He said bringing it up over the pier. "I shell eat well tonight!" He boasted holding him up for the others to see.

Batman huffed and focused on what was happening with Kaldur. A good thing too. One of the Barracuda's had just spotted him and darted clear across the tank. Kaldur's eyes shot open wide as he thought his dick was about to get chomped in half but then Batman yanked him by his nuts out of the way just in the nick of time. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried going cross-eyed from the pain. The Barracuda darted right where he'd been and snapped its jaws shut on nothing, then swam off looking perturbed. Never had Kaldur been so happy to have his nuts pulled. Off in the distance Kaldur caught sight of the Barracuda coming about again but it snapped its jaws on another fish instead, leaving a bloody mess where it had been.

Batman was pleased more with Kaldur's performance thus far. Kaldur was keeping himself reasonably buoyant and clearly attractive for the fish to bite at. Thus far, that first time was the only time Kaldur's nuts had pulled him down into the death spiral, so Batman didn't mind reeling him in a little when he got too low. He'd have his little black worm well trained by the end of this.

Several of the guards who had bet against Kaldur now looked annoyed with his improved performance.

Garth was removed from the Bass's mouth and placed back at the table. Damian, Tim and Superboy (having been reeled in again) all watched with intrigue. Tim was holding Superboy up by his balls the way someone would hold a fish they caught by the tail. Superboy was actually upside down like this but it was hard to tell given it was just an eye slot for his face. Garth had an intense look in his eyes and flexed his big cock more proudly now. The guards around them looked at him with admiration. Examining the rope though Tim noted several marks all over the rope where the Bass's teeth had been trying to bite Garth's nuts off.

Aquaman held Garth up proudly by the balls. "Well done my Doloma. You shell be hung from my trident tonight with honor!"

"EMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur yelled. Another of the huge Atlantean Bass had bitten hold of the end of his cock. His dick was too big for the fish to swallow though, so its teeth sank in right about half way along Kaldur's cock and refused to let go. Batman yanked the rod hard again and reeled Kaldur in.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried. The fish had two rows of teeth and two jaws that worked independently of one another. The front one moved up to bite further along Kaldur's cock while the back held him in place. It was chewing its way on up Kaldur's cock and about to sink its teeth into the storage disk just before Batman got them up out of the water.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried out as the fish still climbed up his cock.

Tim was back at the pier, having already seen how removing a fish was done. He said to Superboy, "I'd rather not let Damian beat us." Superboy nodded. Tim took a deep breath then cast Superboy by the nuts into the water as far as he could cast him.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!" PLUNK!!! Superboy cried with his voice coming in on his radio loud and clear.

This time the guards watching from the side did not gesture to comment with one another.

Damian scoffed, picking his rod up again, "So you can cast that thing more than a few inches. Good job Tim."

Tim glared at him. "I was giving Superboy practice. How well do you think you could swim with your dick in a tank full of fish?"

Damian scoffed.

Tim then noticed an odd sound in the air... silence. "Your Doloma's been awfully quiet." Tim said.

Aquaman seemed to notice this too and had stepped up wondering, "And how is your Doloma fairing?" He asked curiously.

"Pretty good." Damian said, not really knowing.

Aquaman eyed the volume bars on the radio lighting up full of red. He turned the volume on and, "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMM EMMM EMMM!!!"

The guards who could hear it all the way at the parameter of the tank sprung up, looking into the water for where he was. Aquaman's eyes lit up. "Reel him in!" He shouted.

Damian reeled as fast as he could, feeling a chill run down his neck when he realized there was nothing attached onto the end of his line anymore. "Uh-Oh..."

"Uh-Oh?" Aquaman repeated then looked out to find where Damian's Doloma was in the tank. He squinted with his powerful Atlantean eyes, which enable him to see more clearly through water than a surface dweller.

Damian's Doloma had lost the strength from all the wagging and sank to the bottom of the tank right next to one of the Hot Springs. There, on a stone, his dick was seared and roasted. The rope had became so brittle that it snapped right off when Damian tried to reel him in.

Aquaman turned to his guards at that end of the tank and pointed. "Retrieve him, Now!"

Two fully armored Atlantean guards dove in and kicked off the glass to zoom right to the Hot Spring. With the aid of a trident one held they managed to remove Damian's Doloma to a spot where the temperatures were more hospitable.

The end of Damian's line had come all the way in leaving Damian staring at the broken rope. He looked even more pissed off than usual.

Tim frowned. He muttered to himself, "That's what you get for not paying atten-...." then yelled "Shit!" As he realized he was doing the same. Superboy's dick was against the bottom of the tank and covered in crabs. Tim reeled him in uttering, "Shit Shit Shit Shit!" Then wondered why Superboy hadn't bothered to say anything over the radio.

The ball of crabs came up out of the water and Tim dropped it on the pier. He began fighting them off Superboy's dick. The crabs snapped at him but he kept smacking them into the water. A number of their pincers had detached but still clamped onto Superboy's cock. "Superboy!" Tim yelled. "Come on get off him!" Tim yelled at the crabs. "Superboy!"

Superboy's eye slot came into view. He had a very not caring look in his eyes. A dozen or so crabs had their pincers locked around his cock and balls but he was also Kryptonian. They weren't causing him any real pain. The last of the crabs had been knocked away, leaving just the mass of pincers against his cock.

Aquaman knelt down and forced a hand in through the portal of Superboy's storage disk. The iron body coffins they were locked in all had face coverings which could be removed easily enough. It hung off to the side via a small chain. Then Aquaman worked his fingers through the bandages and managed to pull out the rubber cock in Superboy's mouth. This too hung off to the side. "Superboy, are you okay?"

Superboy swallowed the last of the cum in his mouth, then adjusted his jaw and said, "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

Aquaman eyed all the large crab arms still pinching onto his fat Kryptonian cock. "You are covered in crab arms from the tip of your penis all the way down to your balls for one." He said strumming his hand along the ends of them to see if Superboy could feel them.

"Right." Superboy said. "We weren't supposed to catch the crabs?"

Aquaman and the other Atlanteans in the room all burst out into laughter. "HA! HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Tim sighed. "No silly, you were supposed to be wagging your dick around to make the fish want to eat you."

"Ohhhh." Superboy said realizing his mistake. "Next time I'll, MURMPH!!!"

Aquaman shoved the rubber cock back in Superboy's mouth, giving the rubber balls a squeeze to squirt more cum in his mouth, then said, "Doloma do not speak unless spoken to." Then he returned the bandages over his mouth and put the iron face covering back over Superboy's face. Then he stood up.

A guard came along presenting Damian's Doloma, holding him carefully by the storage disk which was also almost too hot to touch. Steam bellowed out the front of the Atlantean's roasted cock which had swollen some from cooking. His balls seemed to be jostling around on their own from his cum being close to boiling. The Doloma let out a faint, whimpering, "Emmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

Damian sucked it up and bowed his head. "I'm sorry. I should have paid better attention, and I know-"

Aquaman cut him off. "One should never apologist to Doloma. It is simply his own fault for not doing more to alert you to his predicament."

There was suddenly a loud whistling tone in the air. The end of the Doloma's penis suddenly swelled up and popped open like an overcooked hot dog. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" The Atlantean cried out, suddenly becoming wide eyed with dread.

Aquaman mused a moment then said, "Ohhh, food for the crabs I think." And he took the Doloma's cock with his gloved hand.

The Doloma shook his head NO NO NO!!! "EMMM EMMMM!! EMMM EMMMMM!!! EMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Then Aquaman flung it across the tank around where Batman had been fishing. "EMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!" PLUNK!!!

Aquaman then turned to the others. "Come, perhaps that's enough fishing for today."

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Aquaman lead them down the flights of steps back into the great hall. The stone Atlantean Damian had accidentally plunked into the Trench had already been replaced by the guard Aquaman randomly pointed at. As they walked past they could faintly hear him growling at Damian, which abruptly changed to a whimper as Damian reached a hand out and smacked the rope with his hand.

"Emmmmmmmmmm!" The statue cried. The rope swung from side to side but didn't trigger the trapdoors to open.

They went right into the throne room. It was just as long as the huge aquarium, which also made up one of its walls. The opposite wall was one gigantic window of the ocean and then vast city of Atlantis a mile or two away. The massive throne of Atlantis stood at the far end atop a raises area for all to see. The chair was simple enough with a cozy-looking cushion but the back of it towered to the forty foot ceiling and was adorned with golden tentacles, fabulous gems, pearls of gargantuan size, decorative pieces of coral and an assortment of trophies and decorative markings.

Tim rolled his eyes at the sight of two more stone Atlanteans with silver serving trays balanced atop their dicks on either side of Aquaman's throne. Their dicks were adorned with gold cock piercings the whole way along and each had a small decorative gold plated anchor chained to their nuts. Clearly these two had been chosen for the size of their cocks and ability to balance a tray over it. Even so, Tim also noticed two levers on either side of the throne which were clearly meant to dump them down into the black abyss of the Trench whenever Aquaman grew bored with them.

A red carpet lead to the middle of the room where a rectangular dinning table was setup with chairs positioned to have their backs to the window. They would be looking at the aquarium as they dinned. Aquaman's chair was at the head of the table, taller than the rest it was like a miniature version of his main throne which towered behind him. It too was adorned with decorative gold tentacles, and fabulous corals and pearls. The chairs, Batman, Tim, and Damian were to sit in were too but not as large or impressive.

They took their seats and chatted a short while. Batman commending the amount of loyalty Aquaman inspired in his men who seemed more than enthusiastic to risk having their dicks bitten off or turned to stone for something as simple as an end table. Damian and Tim watched as guards setup a banquet table for the food they were to eat. The table was placed fairly close to the aquarium itself directly beside a large metal pipe which stuck out of the floor. On the side of the pipe it read 'Crab Chow' on it with an arrow pointing down.

Behind them Tim eyed the massive aquarium wall. In it there were more stone Atlanteans up on their tiptoes and wrapped in bandages, thrusting their cocks out at them in various poses. Some were shifting their eyebrows seductively while others had pleading looks frozen on their faces. They varied in height a bit with the tallest of them being a towering around 6' 11" though his cock was only around ten. One in particular had a notable long penis which was bent like a fish hook and stood out among the others. They were creepy to stare at and walk around because their stone eyes, which lacked any definition, seemed to follow you.

The table they sat at was also being setup with golden forks, knives, spoons, a variety of wine glasses. And then came out the flower vases which disturbed Tim ever more. The side of it was a storage disk with a mummified Atlantean guard with a look of terror or desperately pleading frozen in their eyes. Their nuts had either been placed on the table before they were turned to stone, or perhaps sanded flat afterward so their cocks would aim straight up on the table. Half a dozen long stem roses were jammed in each of their cocks prior to them being brought out to the table. Tim also deduced that they had been this way for quite a long time because their dicks at some point had been dipped into liquid gold.

Tim got up excusing himself saying, "Is there a restroom I can use?"

Aquaman pointed to the great hall. "Of course. Someone out there will tell you where it is."

Tim stepped out and actually wondered where the kitchen was so he could check on Superboy. He passed by several guards who were still standing erect on either side of the corridor.

He passed one statue he couldn't believe he missed the first time. Rather than thrusting out his cock front and center he had it pointing the other way with his ass thrust back with his upper body turning to look over his shoulder. The look in his eyes screamed that he was naught. Tim laughed when he saw it, noticing that the guards were in the habit of spanking him on the ass when they passed. The bandages there were almost worn away.

He passed Wyynde again and smiled asking, "Hay Wyynde, what way's the bathroom?" as he passed. Then he let out a light chuckle because obviously Wyynde couldn't answer.

Up ahead there was a gathering of guards. One of the dark skinned one was tightly bound and mummified in bandages like all the statues but hadn't been turned to stone yet. His arms were bound crossing his chest but also with his hands pinching his nipples which seemed mighty perky from the bulges in the bandages. Another was holding a hand out to one of the stone Atlanteans chanting some spell. Another Tim overhead saying, "Alright Dwayne, your sentence is up. Time for this fucker to take your place." The black, mummified Atlantean gave this one a nasty look.

There was a magical glow and suddenly Dwayne turned from stone back into flesh and blood again. He fell to his knees and stumbled off the podium. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" He moaned and rolled about on the floor, apparently stiff from months of nothing being able to move (or breath for that matter). As he rolled over his dick where he seemed to hump the floor, eager to feel anything against it again.

The guards all looked down at him evilly. One kicked Dwayne onto his back and another pressed a leg down on his chest so he couldn't roll around again.

"Alright Fucker, get up there." A guard told the black Atlantean who was taking his place.

The dark skinned Atlantean bunny hopped over to the podium and sprang up onto it obediently, still pinching at his nipples beneath his bindings. Then he centered himself and turned to thrust his cock out at them. The guard who had been calling him Fucker this whole time then grabbed his big black cock in hand and ran his tongue around the tip. The mummified Atlantean stared down at him with a look in his eyes that said he loved what he was doing to him. He got up on his tiptoes, thrust his dick farther in the guard's mouth, pinched his nipples as hard as he could then let out a passionate moan. "EMMMMMM MMMMMMMMM!!!" That said, yeah suck it.

The guard who knew magic then chanted his spell again and swiftly turned the black Atlantean to stone.

The other guard stopped sucking his stone dick. He plucked a kiss on the end of the fucker's dick then turned his attention down on Dwayne.

Dwayne was panting and wagging his hard cock. Another guard had pressed his foot down onto his penis and was lightly rubbing his foot up and down it. The lead guard then lifted Dwayne's feet up to press into his crotch, then said, "Alright Dwayne, you know the rules. You got to pleasure us or you're going right getting turned back to stone for another six months."

Dwayne swiftly worked his feet into the guard's chain thong and pulled out his erect cock. Then, still with his feet, started to jerk the guard off. The guard smiled after a moment then held his feet still and started fucking the void between them.

Tim watched this for a moment then turned the other way. As he passed Wyynde again he muttered, "Guess it's not that way."

Wyynde let out a faint, "Emmmmmmmmmmm."

Through the main doors to the great hall, Tim noticed one of the Atlantean statues with a sign hanging from the end of his dick. It read "Restrooms" and had an arrow pointing farther on. Tim found the use of the Atlantean's cock amusing and found them. As he walked in he half expected to be pissing in a stone Atlantean's mouth but no, the restrooms looked just like an ordinary men's bathroom like they had on dry land. He was almost disappointed.

He walked past the sinks and noticed the toilet stalls here were much wider than typical. The urinals on the opposite wall though seemed ordinary enough but Tim had to make use of the stalls in this particular case. Once he stepped inside he was no longer disappointed. "Ohh there it is!" He said eyeing the mummified Atlantean statue standing beside the toilet.

This one's feet were seated flat on the ground and he stood up strait. From his stone penis hung two chains that latched onto a rod which held a roll of toilet paper. Atop his penis was a silver serving tray with spare rolls on it. Someone had jammed an incense stick in his cock and lit it, filling the stall with the delicate scent of sandalwood. Tim wondered if it still burned when the lit end reached his penis, to say nothing of jamming the splintery wooden stick in the first place. "Bet that had to hurt." Tim remarked. Then he eyed the thick rope which hung directly over the toilet's flushing handle. Hanging from the rope was a sign which read, "Don't forget to flush."

Tim sighed. Clearly the implication was for someone to accidentally pull the rope to flush which would open the trapdoor beneath the stone Atlantean. He wondered how many of these guys the castle went through in a day.

Before pulling his pants down, Tim adjusted the statue's bandages to cover the eyes. Stone or not, he didn't want any perverts watching him.

A second later Tim heard the bathroom door open and recognized the steps belonging to Damian. He took the stall next to Tim and the two recognized each other's boots through the gap. They sat there in an awkward silence for a moment then as Damian sounded like he too was blindfolding the statue in his stall. "Man they're all about cucking these fuckers around here aren't they?"

Tim agreed. "Yep, they sure are."

"Why do you think they do it?" Damian asked.

Tim shrugged. "I don't know. It's a really messed up way to test one's manhood I guess. But I guess if it gets them off..."

After another awkward silence. Tim finished first and stood up. Somehow he could fell the nervous energy coming off the stone Atlantean in his stall. It was like an incredibly faint muffled moaning of excitement that was so low Tim only heard it as a faint ambient sound. He made use of the toilet paper then carefully reached back to make sure not to pull the rope, but flush the toilet instead. After flushing he adjusted himself and zipped his pants back on. As he did this though...

The sound of a trapdoor flying opening in the next stall over with a statue screaming, "EMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" followed by SPLASH!!! and then "BLUB BLUB BLUB!!!"

Tim stood open mouthed. The trapdoor flaps were still flapping back and forth a moment before some mechanism came along and forced them into closing with a loud squeaking of gears that latched shut. Tim was about to look over the wall when Damian awkwardly asked. "Tim... could I get some toilet paper?"

Tim sighed, then handed him one of the spare rolls in his stall. The statue in his stall was now making an audible whimpering "Emmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!"

Tim went to the sinks and washed his hands. Damian joined him a moment later. "I swear, I saw the rope and figured that was how you flushed it. Please don't tell anyone."

Tim sighed again. "Oh you flushed it alright. My lips are sealed. But it's the other guy you have to worry about."

"Other guy?" Damian asked. Then he sat standing in the corner behind the door they had come in through stood another mummified Atlantean statue standing erect. The silver tray atop his stone penis had a bowl of mints on it. A towel also hung from his ample stone cock.

Tim dried his hands off on the towel then stepped out, stopping a moment to turn and find Damian eyeing the rope beside the statue. "Come on!" He said firmly.

Damian rushed out. "What? The mints aren't that good." They walked a short distance then he added, "I could say I was trying to activate the hand dryer." They walked back to the throne room together. Damian made sure to once again smack the rope to the one stone Atlantean who'd replaced the one he'd accidentally dunked earlier.

The long table by the aquarium was becoming stocked plentifully with food. Bowels of seaweed salads were surrounded by Japanese style sushi laid out in decorative rows like a charcuterie board. Diced up assortments of cheese, sliced sausages and other cuts of meat, and grapes were mixed among colorful displays of raw fish like the Japanese prepare, rice wrapped in seaweed. And more was coming out.

Coming up from behind the table was a large golden trident, but it wasn't really a weapon, rather a sort of decoration with it's points coming out over the middle of the table. It was clear additional food items were to be hung from its points.

Before taking his seat Tim walked over to have a look at it. It all looked so delicious but more importantly Tim noticed the large metal pipe with the word "Crab Chute" on it was full of water. Then he realized it was their trashcan and vented down below the castle into the blackness of the Trench below.

Aquaman had joined him by the table and plated up a small seaweed salad for himself. "You are welcome to start with a small appetizer if you desire."

Tim also dished up a bit of salad but also helped himself to the Japanese style sushi. Really he was grateful to be eating anything not presented to him on a silver serving tray supported by a stone dick at this point.

Damina and Batman also got something to eat but kept away from the salad and focused more on the fancy meats and cheeses.

They all sat at the table and as they ate the main courses were then brought out and placed on the banquet table.

Superboy, Kaldur, and Garth were also brought out, now with additional ropes tied to the tips of their penises as well. They were hung from the tips of the decorative trident. Garth was hung from the middle point which stuck out over the table farther than the others. Kaldur adorned the one to his right, hovering over the seaweed salad and Superboy to the left hovering over a large empty plate where tonight's dinner was to be put.

"Wait?" Tim said. "They won't be joining us?"

Aquaman gave a thin smile. "No. Doloma are left to worm it out before dinner." He said. "That way they can hang proudly over the fish they catch. And the guests can admire them for their bravery."

Aquaman returned to the table and remarked, "Fishing draws up quite the appetite. Don't you agree?"

They nodded, though Damian and Tim both eyed the tank now noticing the poor Atlantean that had been Damian's Doloma still wriggling about. The crabs were fighting over him, tearing off pieces of cooked flesh and scuttling away right behind the catering table.

Tim made a little choking sound then asked. "So you said earlier Doloma who have their storage disks broken get trapped in their prison universe forever?" He asked.

Aquaman laughed. "Yes, it is a way to punish them for their failure." Then he stabbed a scallop with his golden fork and ate it. Once he'd swallowed he went on. "The storage disks are enchanted to keep them alive in their little pocket dimensions for all eternity. Each dimension is no bigger than a prison cell, and the tickling machine never stops tickling them. They do not age inside of the dimension either so they'll be getting tickled for all eternity."

"Eternity?" Tim said. "But you can just let them out right?"

He was eyeing the poor Atlantean in the tank. A crab had the storage disk in its claws and was squeezing so hard it had formed a large crack down the middle. The Atlantean's eyes were wide open and he shook his head No! No! No! Then, FLATH!!! The storage disk broke right in half. The portal showing the Atlantean's face turned to blank, bone-white stone. Tim watched as two large pieces broke in half as the crab closed its claws. The two halves drifted to the Aquarium floor with several other pebbles that had chipped away... and then Tim realized what all the stones at the bottom of the tank were made of.

"No." Aquaman said. "Doloma that fail their Saras are tossed to the crabs."

The Crab's spiky claws walked over the bits of storage ring, further breaking off chips and forming cracks. It was easy to see how after a couple of crabs walked over them they'd break apart and become indistinguishable to the rest of the pebbles in the tank.

Aquaman carried on. "Garth and Kaldur have both preformed beautify today, catching two spectacular fish." Aquaman said raising a glass.

Garth and Kaldur both stiffened their dicks with pride and bowed their heads.

"And Superboy..." Damian added in a pestering tone.

"Oh Superboy." Aquaman mused. "Well, it is not often that we dine on crab-claws for dinner." He said taking a sip of his wine. The guards in the room chuckled at at his comment.

Damian laughed loudly, "Ha!"

Superboy's eyes flicked red a moment.

Tim asked. "But in theory you could still release them, even if their storage disk was destroyed right?" He was clearly worried about Superboy.

Aquaman mused. "Yes, if you somehow get all the pieces back together, the portals on the disk reappear and the Doloma can be let out. However..."

Batman listened as Aquaman and Tim discussed why this simply wasn't done. He could tell Tim was actually worried about Superboy, but at the same time felt it was Superboy's fault for volunteering before knowing all the details, or objecting when they were wrapping him in bandages after seeing the hallway of statues. He knew Damian was trying to egg Tim on too and didn't like it.

Tim argued that a castrated man could still live a life. Aquaman agreed with him but told him that several Doloma who had been released in the past came begging to be imprisoned again. They were seen as outcasts in society and felt that because they had failed their Saras they deserved to be punished. Some even viewed it as a sort of afterlife. Being a Doloma and having a penis was also a status symbol which spoke volumes about one's fertility, manhood, and abilities.

Tim saw this was a losing argument. "So when are Superboy, Kaldur, and Garth getting let out?"

Aquaman mused. "You surface dwellers do things so quickly. After dinner, their face plates will be removed and they will have to prove themselves to their Saras orally." He smiled. "If they do a good job they are released and get to go free at your discretion. If they do a bad job, well... We store them with the left overs." He said gesturing toward the Crab Chute.

Both Kaldur and Garth had a seductive look in their eyes. Drops of precum oozed out the tips of their dicks. Superboy on the other hand looked as though he was just hanging out, occasionally flexing his dick to try and adjust what he was looking at, which came off more as him swinging his nuts around for the fun of it.

Damian huffed. "I say we dump Superboy with the left overs anyway. A couple of crab legs is nothing to boast about."

"Damian!" Batman yelled. They shared a tense look with one another, "Given that your Doloma's just a pile of rocks, you're hardly in a place to judge!" He said firmly.

There was an awkward silence and finally dinner was brought out. A tray with the two Atlantean Bass cut up was placed beneath Garth's nuts. Then lastly the bowl of crab-claws was set down beneath Superboy's nuts.

What no one had mentioned thus far was that steaming hot bowels of sauces and other foods were to be hung from Superboy, Garth, and Kaldur's balls using the same ropes that had stretched their nuts out while fishing. Garth and Kaldur both knew about this but it came as a shock to Superboy as a medium-sized pot of steaming hot tartar sauce was hung onto his nuts. "EMMMMMMMMMM!!!" He winced feeling his dick stretching out a little from the weight. The lid was still on the pot but a spoon poking out from the side allowed steam to vent out which he felt dance up around his cock.

Garth and Kaldur both had pots hung from their nuts as well. The one hanging from Kaldur's balls was particularly large and made of copper. He cried out as they let go and he had to bare all of the its weight. "EMMMMMMMMM!!!" He cried out wincing and was then told to Hush from one of the guards.

Tim glanced over at Superboy wishing he could get up and help jerk him off to help firm him up a little and make things easier on his dick. Without anyone noticing he managed to reach under the table and unzip his pants. Then he whipped out his dick and in full view of Superboy, Kaldur and Garth he started to play with himself hoping it would turn Superboy on some more. It seemed to be working.

In truth though it wasn't needed. The same magic that prevented water from passing into the pocket dimension was acting as a sort of cock ring around Superboy's penis, ensuring all the Doloma were rock hard. Superboy had only been flexing his cock to try and relieve some of the slight pain and adjust himself around the itchy rope tied to the top of his penis.

Damian suddenly noticed a particularly large Atlantean Bass swimming along in the tank. "That's a big one." He said. This made Tim nervous for a second but then he saw the huge fish.

It was almost twice the size of a normal Atlantean Bass which were already huge compared to regular Bass.

Aquaman looked up and marveled. "Oh we call that one Bubba. Long have I dreamed of my Doloma's nuts sticking out of his lips as I reeled him in, but thus far no Doloma I've tired has managed." Then added. "Garth has come the closest, hooking fish that would swallow a normal Doloma whole, but sadly he's never managed to get Bubba's attention."

Damian eyed Bubba's particularly low swimming habit in the tank. It was just above where the crabs could reach, but below where the eels all had their burrows in the islands of coral. A plan of action formed in his head both as a way to make up for his failure and get his father's approval.

Aquaman put a napkin to his lips as they finished with the salads and sushi adding. "In Garth's absence Bubba managed to swallow three Doloma's whole. He spat their nuts out for the crabs to have and chewed their storage disks into dust!" He sighed. "Perhaps Bubba is too danger for any Doloma to handle.

Dinner was officially served. The lids to the hot bowls hanging from Superboy, Garth and Kaldur's nuts were removed, creating great columns of steam to waft up against their balls, fog up the portals on the storage disks and dance around their hard cocks. "EMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Superboy winced at the sudden burst of heat. Garth and Kaldur both winced as well but were better about hiding it. They seemed to be sniffing to get an idea of what food they were carrying.

Aquaman was first in line, taking the tongs from Kaldur's bowl. He pulled out a large baked potato which was similar in size to Kaldur's nuts. They were wrapped in foil which Aquaman rubbed up along against Kaldur's stone hard cock. Then he leaned in and whispered seductively to Kaldur, "You do your King a great service Kaldur." He said now scraping the hot foil up and down his cock.

Kaldur had to shut his eyes and clench his cock to keep himself from cumming. "EMMMMMM!" He winced. Then as Batman stepped up with his plate Kaldur shot off. "GRUAMMMMMMM!!!" Cum rocketed out of him, hitting the trident spike he hung from. It ricocheted down spraying all over that part of the table. A shotgun pattern splashed down all over Batman's plate. A few long squirts later it had dripped down the rope to Kaldur's cock and off his balls, sizzling a bit as it hit the hot foil of the baked potatoes. Kaldur was cross-eyed with delight, and embarrassed as the vision of Batman glaring at him came into focus. Cum oozed down the front of Kaldur's storage ring forming prison bars in his field of vision.

Batman ran a finger across Kaldur's eye line and held the finger up to wag at him, letting him know he had done a bad thing. Batman licked his finger then grabbed one of the potatoes by hand and moved on.

Aquaman added scoops of chives, bacon, button and a dollop of sour cream to his potatoes and smiled knowing all the others would have to do so garnished with Kaldur's cum. He moved on to Garth's bowel which was filled with steaming hot pieces of corn on the cob. They were submerged in a bowel of darkened butter. He took the tongs and pressed the cob around so it was covered in hot butter then brought it up against Garth's hard Atlantean cock saying, "You do your king a great service Garth," Then as the hot butter dripped down Garth's cock, Aquaman whispered, "The greatest service of all in fact."

Garth winced at the heat and then loved the fucking out of the sensation of hot butter dripping down his cock.... "EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" He cried out, shooting a geyser of cum the end of his dick. Not quite as much as Kaldur had pumped out but still an awesome amount. This time Aquaman stayed to collect his prize. He was spinning the corn around right at the tip of Garth's cock so he could squirt it into every seam. Then he brought it down so Garth could see it dripping wet with cum. He brought it to his lips and took a huge bite, making a satisfying crunch which stirred a burning intensity in Garth's eyes.

Batman eyed the cum dripping down in the pool of butter for all the corn and took one while barely making eye contact with Garth. Moving on he said, "Good luck holding those bowels."

Tim had just grabbed his potato from Kaldur and realized there were still a dozen or so sitting in the pot. "How many people did they expect to be feeding?" He commented moving on.

Damian, who was last in line, took his potato just as Kaldur's cock slipped free of his rope. The whole bowl hit the table with Kaldur's balls landing down on top. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried, now with his balls up against all the hot foil covered baked potatoes.

Both Tim and Batman turned back to look at him. "What did you do now!?" They both said simultaneously.

"Nothing!" Damian shouted. "It fell by itself, I swear!"

"EMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried out then wagged his cock which was sticking out of the copper bowl a good 12 inches of his 14. He managed to make his storage disk leap out over the lip and fall to the table where it dipped right into sour-cream.

Damian picked Kaldur's dick up and dabbed it down in his baked potato to spread a dollop of sour-cream on. Batman and Tim both rolled their eyes at him and went back to picking out cuts of Bass. When they weren't looking though, Damian set Kaldur's nuts back down inside of the bowl so they touched the baked potatoes, then he clamped the lid on, trapping them inside.

Kaldur had calmed down somewhat but his eyes grew ever wider. The heat against his balls was starting to build up. He was hanging off the side of the bowl with his dick against all the bacon bits, cheese and left over sushi. He piped up again gesturing up at Damian. "Emmmmmm! Emmmmmmm! Emmmmmmmmm!" He calmly said, not knowing what a little monster Damian could be.

Before stepping out of view, Damian told him, "Pathetic. Someone will be along shortly to dump down the Crab Chute with the rest of the garbage."

Kaldur's eyes shot open wide. The heat was really starting to steam his nuts. "EMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" He begged but not even the adjacent guards standing behind the table lifted a hand to help him. From the corner of his eye he saw one guard nudge the other, exchange a smile, and then one handed the other a wad of money.

Kaldur was wagging his hard cock to get their attention as he couldn't get the lid off the bowl to free his roasting nuts. Finally after he'd knocked a few things on the table over a guard came by saying, "Now don't go knocking things over. That will get you tossed down the Crab Chute for sure." He said, adding, "I've lost enough gold because of you already."

Kaldur piped down and sucked it up feeling the cloud of steam singe up his sack and make his balls perspire. He recognized a different guard looking particularly smug as the one who had tied his dick to the trident. He wondered if he'd tied a loose knot on purpose just to win a little money.

Damian was annoyed with Garth now too. The others had scooped up all the cum so he had to take his cob and run it along Garth's dick himself to scrape up what was left. As he did this he gave Garth a angry look. Garth stared out at him wondering who this runt thought he was fooling with that big man act of his. Before leaving Damian informed him, "This had better be the best corn on the cob I've ever tasted."

Garth stared at him blinking and wondered what the hell he had to do with the corn aside from serving it.

Superboy being the outsider and newcomer was trusted with the smallest of the bowls. Damian looked in at it and saw it was some kind of Atlantean tartar sauce mixed with lemon meant to be drizzled on the crab-claws and Bass. Damian scoffed, "Way to pull your weight Conner."

Superboy looked annoyed.

Damian took the spoon of tartar sauce from Superboy's bowel. Aquaman had omitted to do anything to the Kryptonian's cock out of respect for Tim and his relationship. That didn't stop Damian though. He took the spoon and ladled it over the tip of Superboy's cock. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Superboy cried and wagged his dick about trying to swing it off his dick.

Damian took a real scoop for himself then walked back to the table. He got about half way before Tim shouted. "What did you do!?" and went running over to Superboy's with a napkin to clean off his cock.

"What?" Damian said. "I thought it was custom." He said in a tone of someone more interested in being a pest than blind ignorance.

Tim cleaned Superboy's cock and was surprised to hear Aquaman call out. "It is custom." He said taking Damian's side. Then added, "But usually by the Saras of that Doloma does it. Not a different Saras."

Batman shot him a look. "Then why did you get Kaldur off?"

Aquaman eyed the speckling of cum all over Batman's cape and chest. Smirking he said, "I thought it was funny." He said taking a sip of his wine. "Plus as King I have certain privileges." Then he glanced over at the catering table. "A shame that Kaldur let his pot fall." He said drawing attention to it.

Batman let out a light growl and dug into his food.

Tim saw what Damian had done and freed Kaldur's balls from the bowl. Kaldur looked overjoyed. His balls were now giving off steam like the potatoes were, so Tim tossed him in with the seaweed salad, hoping the cold seaweed would help. Kaldur let out a soothing moan that was not unlike a purring. "EMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." His eyes rolled back in his head as he felt the cold leaves wrappings around his nuts.

Tim returned to the table and sighed.

VI

It didn't take them very long to finish eating. As Aquaman had commented, Fishing did work up an apatite. Part way through through they started to realize why the Atlanteans were so horny. The Atlantean Bass and likely several other ingredients were all aphrodisiacs, giving Tim, Batman, and Damian strong erections to say nothing of Aquaman who had been pitching a tent since they got her.

Damian kept eyeing Bubba doing laps around the tank. Then he eyed the smaller Atlantean Bass swimming above. Most of them swam closer to the top of the tank about 10 feet from the surface. This must have been where Kaldur and Garth had wagged their dicks the most to get the attention of the fish they caught. But to catch Bubba, he realized, they would have to have wagged their dicks about much farther down. And then he realized that would put them well within range of the eels that occasionally flung out of their burrows and snapped at fish passing by.

Aquaman announced. "After dessert we will put our Doloma's to the test and decide if they're worth being freed of their storage disks, or dumped with the left overs."

Damian eyed Superboy rope starting to come undone from all his hefty flexing. So he kicked Tim's leg and gestured over at him.

Tim cleared his throat. "Ummm, So you had asked for a demonstration earlier."

Aquaman smiled. "Yes," He said remembering Garth's report on the of nonstop sucking he'd received.

Tim stood up from the table. "Then allow me to show off my skill with my Doloma then."

Aquaman smirked. "Hmm, I had wondered if he displeased you in some way as you didn't make him cum at all when we plated up."

"Uhh..." Tim said, realizing something wasn't translating right between the ways surface dwellers and Atlanteans did things. "Conner and I aren't really into that kind of head space." He said, "But maybe we could free him from the storage disk to make for a better demonstration."

Aquaman slid his chair to the side revealing his crotch and the thumping bulge in his green tights. "Or perhaps you could demonstrate on someone else entirely?"

Tim eyed the huge bulged going down Aquaman's leg. Seriously how long could these guys keep an erection for!? "Uhh." Tim started saying. "I wouldn't want to compete with Garth. If you find that I did such a better job you may end up throwing your prized Doloma in the crabs."

Aquaman looked disappointed, "Hmmm, it is not our custom to let our Doloma's free until after servicing us."

Tim nodded. "True, but at the same time we are surface dwellers, and I'm not sure Superboy knew what he was volunteering for."

Aquaman mused a moment then said. "Very well. It shell give us time to digest before dessert is served."

Tim smiled and Superboy flexed his dick with excitement, spilling tartar sauce all over the table.

Two guards came and untied Superboy's penis from the trident. They brought him to the middle of the room where a magic user freed him from the storage disk. The large iron coffin appeared with Superboy's feet sticking out the end, still getting tickled with the pillar of white and pink feathers. His feet were waving out of control still and the runic markings on his cloth bindings were seen glowing through the various plates in the lid.

The others all got up from the table which was being cleared so they could move it out of the way. This actually didn't need to be done as there was more than enough room but because they were finished eating protocol demanded it.

As they were setting up for Tim to suck Superboy off, Damian came to Aquaman asking him, "Your Majesty," He said with the utmost respect. "I wish to make a request of you."

Aquaman turned to look down at him. "You may speak."

Damian bowed his head. "I wish to practice fishing in the great tank so that I may regain my honor."

Aquaman mused a moment, then glanced over at his line of guards that had been standing behind them this whole time. Each of them looked ready to obey their King's command, including Dwayne who was still wrapped in bandaged with his hard cock thrusting. Aquaman eyed him a moment seeing he was covered in cum stains. He was half tempted to have Dwayne turned back to stone but figured his fellow guards were hazing him.

Aquaman smiled and started walking the line saying, "Very well." Then he announced to his guards, "Your King has need of you to serve as Doloma to young Damian here. Who among you will step up to the challenge and gain favor with your King?"

Someone shoved Dwayne toppling forward. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!" He cried out before crashing chest first to the floor.

Aquaman planted a foot on Dwayne's back walking over him as he made his way down the line. "Any volunteers? Anyone at all?"

The guards all chuckled and laughed at this. Several of them whipped out their dicks showing their eagerness and that they were ready. Most of them were hung like a Pringles Can with balls you could play pool with. They began flexing their dicks as Aquaman passed as a further salute.

Aquaman turned back to Damian, "You may pick any two Doloma you like."

"But I only require one." Damian said.

"Yes, but you know what happened to the last one." Aquaman said, then he snapped his teeth together.

Damian huffed. "Very well." He said and started walking the line, sizing each of the sex crazed Atlanteans up. Some of them flexed their rock hard penises as he passes eager to get picked while others just stood firm. Damian ignored most of them though and glanced back at the table where Garth hung. He wanted two that were just like Garth's dick. About 12 inches long, rock hard, and had a set of nuts slightly more engorged than typical. And then most important of all, they had to have piercing ocean-blue eyes.

Damian finally made his two picks and found two guards with dicks that were very much comparable to Garth's cock. "I have chosen these two." Damian said.

Aquaman smiled, saying, "Perfect, let them be wrapped and sealed up for your pleasure then." He clapped his hands.

Damian and his two Doloma bowed their heads, then they took their leave with a few additional guards following to help suit the other two up. As they walked out Damian overheard one of the guards in line whispered to one of his Doloma, "Good luck." Damian quickly turned to see the Doloma eyeing him uneasily.

Damian went up with them to the Aquarium floor and watched as his two Doloma stripped naked. They both fell to their knees and opened their mouths for Damian to stick their dicks in. The two sucked him off together with one working his balls while the other serviced the end of his cock. Occasionally they would switch out, running both their mouths along Damian's shaft, French kissed with Damian's cock between them where they met a moment then continued on.

While the two Doloma were kissing, they stared into each other's eyes and tried not to laugh his 6 inches. Though average for a human he was embarrassingly small for an Atlantean.

Damian stood with his legs parted and his arms crossed while they did their thing. He liked this whole dominance thing way too much. Here he had two full grown, clean shaven athletes fighting over the honor of sucking his dick before he was about to use their hefty dicks like worms on hooks for his amusement.

Damian looked down through the water into the throne room. Tim had started sucking off Superboy who was still bound and gagged nice and tight in his bindings. Tim was sitting on Superboy's chest and going down on him as he struggling to get free. Tim started grinding his ass up against Superboy's face, making him desperate to push his tongue through his wrappings and lick Tim below the belt but he was powerless to do so.

Damian started cumming and the two Doloma's fought over who got to eat the most cum from his dick. One won out, so the other licked Damian's cum off the other guy's chin, then worked his way down his shoulder and then the floor. "Pathetic," Damian said. Then he ordered the other guards, "Be quick to seal them! I want to get started as soon as possible."

The guards bowed and one said. "If we seal one up first this could go more quickly."

They did just that. Damian watched as his first Doloma was tightly bound and gagged with a rubber cock gag and dildo, and then bandaged up like a mummy. He was then laid into his iron body-coffin with his foot tickler spinning away tormenting him. They sealed him up inside his storage disk then a guard carried by his 12 inch dick to tie the rope around his balls.

Damian yelled, "Hold it!" He took his Doloma from the guard, "I want to make sure of something first." Then he walked out of the room saying, "Keep working on that one. I'll be back in a moment."

Damian walked down to the great hall, making sure to once again swat at the rope to the stone Atlantean who had taken the place of the one he'd plunged earlier again. The statue let out a light panicked moan, knowing his trapdoor was on a hair pin trigger. "Emmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

Carefully Damian entered the throne room and took one of the long dinner plates from a table by the door. He hid his Doloma behind it and entered.

Tim had Superboy swooning with delight and was forcing him not only into cumming but staying hard long after so he could keep on sucking.

The chairs now formed a horseshoe in the middle of the room with the guards seated in a few and standing to form a circle around Tim and Superboy.

Dwayne was once again standing with his dick just over the shoulder of a guard who had taken a seat. All of the guards had whipped out their dicks now and several had started to touch themselves in a naughty manor. Dwayne hopped a little up and down so his erect cock bounced off the seated guard's shoulder. "Huh." The guard said turning to him. "What's this?" Dwayne had that same sexually frustrated look in his eye. "Oh your dick. Sure why didn't you say so?" He said then he reached up with the glow of magic in his hand and turned Dwayne back to stone.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Dwayne cried out.

The seated guard laughed, as did several others who had seen what had happened. "There you go, good and hard just how you like it."

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Dwayne cried out again. A glob of precum oozed out the tip of his penis and ran down the guard's shoulder.

The seated guard eyed it with a smile. Then he wiped it up with his hand and used it to jack off with. "Thanks buddy, always a trooper."

Tim and Conner were really getting into it, and two guards wrapped their arms around Dwayne and dragged him back to face outside the window so other guards could take his place.

"Impressive." Aquaman said. "Already he's made him cum four times."

Batman sat beside Aquaman with his arms crossed looking proud of how Tim was doing. The ring of horny guards standing around now was three guys thick. The two standing behind Batman had leaned so far forward they were resting their nuts on his shoulder. Batman felt their lug nuts against his pecks and let out an annoyed growl. Aquaman noticed this and said. "They're hoping you'll suck their dicks off."

Batman responded firmly, "I'd sooner grab them by the nuts and flip them on their backs in front of me."

The two guards backed off aiming their dicks in other directions.

Aquaman smirked, enjoying the show. Then he said snidely. "You know if I ordered them to, they could gang rape you right here in front of your ward here. One of the perks of being Kin-INGGGG!!!"

Batman grabbed Aquaman by the hair and pulled him out of his chair. The two stood up. Aquaman grabbed hold of Batman's arm but Batman tugged him closer.

The guards all shot Batman a murderous look with some calling out, "What the Fuck Are You Doing!?" Batman kept turning Aquaman in the direction of the guards nearest him. "Let go of our King!"

Tim came up for air to see what was going on. Superboy's cock left his lips with a comical Pop! Then squirted cum everywhere like a bottle of champagne uncorking. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Conner cried out. Tim looked up to see what was going on.

"Carry on, Tim." Batman said. "This is between Aquaman and me."

The ring of guards tightened up more around Batman and Aquaman now than Tim and Conner.

Aquaman stared angrily into Batman's eyes, "I could have you executed for this!"

Batman smiled. "I've been wanting to grab that mane of hair all day!" Then he unzipped his pants and whipped his dick out. "Now shut up and use those lips like Neptune intended! Unless you want to have a bald spot where I scalp you." He said and pushed Aquaman's head down against his crotch.

There were a number of moves Aquaman could have done from the start. Kicking Batman in the crotch, tackling him, shouting orders to his guards to name a few. His silence was the only reason his guards did not react more aggressively. Now he had his face pressed against Batman's hard cock. Aquaman let go of Batman's wrist. He could feel the heat of Batman's cock burning against his cheek.

Aquaman stuck his tongue out and licked Batman's cock. He stared up with his pale blue eyes into Batman's, then wrapped his lips around the end of Batman's dick. He gripped the Dark Knight's balls in one hand and got to sucking, all while Batman never let go of his hair.

Tim started sucking off Conner again and the guards relaxed a bit, getting back into it. Seeing their king acting so submissive was a fantasy lots of them had and Batman was fulfilling it.

Damian made his move. No one noticed him quietly walk to the food table. He held his Doloma up against Garth's storage dick. "Perfect," he said, eyeing their dicks were the same length and eyes the same color. He untied the bowl of corn from Garth's nuts and tied it onto his Doloma's. Then he untied Garth's cock from the trident and tied his Doloma's in its place. His Doloma and Garth both cried out, wagging their dicks trying to get someone's attention. "EMMMMM EMMMMMM EMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMM!!!" They cried but there was too much commotion, watching Aquaman suck off Batman and Tim making Conner cum again.

It's now that Damian noticed Kaldur glaring up at him with a judging look. Damian sighed walking over to him. "Sorry Kaldur," He said. "But I can't have any witnesses."

Damian lifted the heavy bowl of baked potatoes and carried it along the table. Kaldur's nuts were still tied to the bowl and he was dragged along behind it. "EMMMM!?" Kaldur grunted then he realized Damian was holding the heavy bowl directly over the Crab Chute.

Kaldur's eyes shot wide open. He shook his head NO! Wagged his dick to try and get someone's attention but all the guards had walked away, "EMMMM EMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Damian dropped the bowl.

PLUNK!!!

Kaldur whipped nuts first off the table. "EMMMMM!!!" PLUNK!!! BLUB BLUb BLub Blub blub blu bl b..." The end of his long black penis vanished almost immediately from view sinking down to the darkest depths of the Trench where all the hungry monsters lives.

Damian scoffed, taking his tray of food up with Garth still on it. "Heh! I should have done that an hour ago." He said and left the throne room. As he did he noticed the penetrating eyes of all the stone Atlanteans which seemed to follow him as he walked. He'd find a way to deal with those later, he though. Aside from them no one had witnessed what he'd done.

He secured Garth's cock and balls down on his plate with his palms tightly pressing down on Garth's nuts and the end of his dick.

"EMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMM!!!" Garth struggled trying to get anyone's attention. But all the guards in the halls and corridors had moved into the throne room to watch the main event.

"Keep Quiet!" Damian yelled out in the corridor. "Or I'll do just dump you down the Crab Chute with Kaldur!"

Garth piped down.

VII

Damian was back with the others up at the Aquarium surface. His other Doloma had just been all sealed and ready. There were two fishing rods with hooks hanging by the table. Damian put his plate of food down with Garth glaring up at them all looking particularly pissed and angry. He was staring up at the guards and wagged his dick trying to get their attention.

Damian quickly announced, "Your King orders you to join him and the others jacking off in the throne room. He said it's a treat you don't want to miss and that I can practice on my own." Not all of them budged so Damian added. "Also he's currently sucking off Batman." He said pointing down to that exact act being done.

The guards all looked at that and doubled their efforts to get down and watch. However, one noticed Garth's commotion and before he left he asking, "What's his problem?"

Damian shrugged. "He realized he's missing the show."

The guard accepted this but asked. "Do you need me to hook them up for you before I go?"

"No." Damian said. "I can manage that on my own."

The guard nodded and hurried to catch up with the others.

As soon as he left, Damian eyed his other Doloma. He held the Doloma up by his penis and scoffed. "Pathetic, so you have to do everything in your power to please me right?"

The Doloma looked up at him skeptically then shook his head Yes.

Damian smiled. "Heh! Well, I don't need two of you so I guess you can just feed your dick to the crabs for me."

The Doloma's eyes shot wide open. "EMMM!?!?" Damian then walked to the edge and flung him by the nuts into the tank without any ropes or fishing line tied. The Doloma was shaking his head from side to side "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!" PLUNK!!!

Damian went back to the table and held Garth up by his nuts. "Now, let's get one thing straight, Worm!" Damian said giving Garth's nuts a squeeze. They were still tightly tied with the rope from earlier. They were still stretched out and twisted from before. "We're catching Bubba tonight whether you like it or not! I need you because you flick your dick better than the other Doloma or else Aquaman wouldn't prize you so. But as good as your technique is you're making yourself look too enticing too high in the tank. Bubba hangs out near the bottom where all the eels and crabs are, so I need you to go deep."

Garth was staring at him angrily still but saw what he was saying. In truth there were several other Doloma who were just as good as him, that first guy Damion let fry and the second one he'd just thrown to the crabs included. Aquaman only favored him because he had a way with his tongue. He refused to be Damian's Doloma, especially when he was already in the middle of being Aquaman's. He shook his head No!

"Well that's too bad." Damian said. Then slammed something loud and heavy against the table. "That means I'll have to hook this boat anchor to your nuts with just enough chain keep you at the right height and hope none of the crabs climb up it."

Garth shook his head No. "EMMM EMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

"You're gonna want to wag that pretty little dick of yours. The faster we do this, the less likely your dick will get chomped off." Damian said. And he snapped his teeth together just like Aquaman did.

Garth shook his head No. "EMMM EMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Damian walked out to the end of the pier. He tied the small boat anchor through the loop at the end of Garth's nuts. Then he said, "I guess we need to add a hook as well." And he stabbed the hook from the end of his fishing line down into Garth's cock hole, then pierced it right through the tender under side of Garth's penis, piercing him in the worst way.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Garth cried, shooting Damian with a murderous look in his eye.

"Quit pouting, Doloma!" Damian yelled. "As if a drop or two of blood is gonna hurt."

As it so happened one drop of blood fell into the tank. Almost instantly every shark's eyes' in the tank simultaneously dilated.

Years of throwing grappling hooks with Batman prepared Damian for swinging the chain with the anchor on the end of it. The anchor whooshed through the air a couple time before Damian let it fly. Garth was jerked by the nuts along behind as it arced over the water and finally plunged down into the middle of the tank. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!" PLUNK!!! PLUNK!!!

Garth was shaking his head NO and wagging his dick to get out of this death spiral but the anchor was pulling him way down. He could see the thrown room and fought harder to wag his dick for help to get someone's attention.

Aquaman was down on his knees swallowing Batman's load and moaning at how delicious it was. A guard in the crowd yelled, "Now that's a dessert worthy of a king!" This made him glance up to see who had said it but he didn't lock onto anyone. In the background of his gaze though he noticed Damian's Doloma sinking but at the time nothing struck him as out of the ordinary. He swallowed down the last of Batman's cum and pulled himself off Batman's cock, still holding it with both hands. He stared up into Batman's eyes and licked the end of it as though begging for more.

Batman was still grabbing onto Aquaman's hair. Aquaman pecked a kiss down on the tip of Batman's penis and then the Dark Knight let go of his hair.

Aquaman stood up wiping the cum from around his mouth off with his fingers, then he sucked each of them clean, one at a time. "I didn't know a man could produce so much cum!" He said both complementing Batman and remarking on Superboy still going at it. Everyone had lost count as to how many times Tim had made the Kryptonian roll his eyes back into his head.

Aquaman went back to standing beside Batman and said, "That boy is a wonder."

Batman smiled. Then he slapped his hand down hard against Aquaman's cock. "GUAHHH!!" Aquaman grunted from the bit of a nut punch he'd gotten. Batman started groaping him through his pants, rubbing his hard cock until the precum came oozing out through the fabric.

Aquaman stood there smiling. He kept wishing Batman would get down on his knees and go to town on him already. How he would have loved to grip hold of those horns. He knew though from previous encounters Batman was a control freak. The last time they did anything sexual Batman left him naked and hogtied on the Justice League conference table with his underwear stuffed in his mouth. Shazam mistook him for a birthday gift since he'd turned 18. Batman was groping him through his tights as they enjoyed the show.

Tim and Superboy were completely drenched in cum now both thanks to Superboy and the circle jerk of Atlantean guards who were now taking turns to come in close and jack off onto them. Superboy's bandages were becoming drenched! They were using him like a mop to clean it up and making sure there wasn't a dry spot on him. Superboy was shaking his head No, hoping that they would stop but even Tim kept right on going.

"We're just getting started big boy." Tim said to Conner.

"EMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Superboy moaned, shaking his head and crossing his eyes as Tim forced him to cum again.

The anchor touched down and Garth wagged his dick as hard as he could to fight and keep it from staying down there. "EMM EMMM EMMMM!!!" His muffled grunts came through loud and clear on the radio.

A shark had glided past him a lot closer than he liked, drawn in from the droplets of blood. Garth cried out with alarm. The salt water on his cut didn't help. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Garth got himself at the right level, taunt with the chain. He was still too low for anyone in the throne room to see him over the rock hills and coral. Wriggling about, he checked his surroundings and didn't see any burrows for the eels which worried him the most at the moment. He did see plenty of crabs though, but they were all heading over the next hill and then Garth saw why. The Doloma Damian had chucked to the crabs was fighting to wag his dick hard enough to swim above them and their pinching claws all reaching out to nab him.

"EMMMM EMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMM!!!" The Doloma cried then sank back to the bottom, out of Garth's view but still with plenty of crabs heading in his direction.

Up on the docks, Damian could hear the other Doloma's muffled cries through the radio. He picked up the receiver shouting, "Dammit Doloma, why aren't you crab food yet!? When you're finally sealed getting tickled for all eternity I want you to think long and hard about how much you failed me!!!"

The Doloma cried back to him with an obedient-sounding, "EMMM EMMMMM!!!" Followed by a more painful sounding, "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" As the crabs tor into his flesh.

Damian turned his radio off, "Good! Now no one can say I did this with two Dolomas."

He slammed the radio down on the table to the particularly tall stone Atlantean's dick tray. "EMMMMMMM!!!" The statue cried out as it teetered lightly from side to side.

A suddenly blue flash from the tank caught Aquaman's attention. He shut his eyes a moment and sighed. "Ohh my beautiful tank suddenly has a couple more stones sitting in its bottom." He said to Batman, then eyed up through the glass to see Damian standing with just the one rod. His eyes narrowed though as something seemed off... He wasn't reeling the rope in. Had he just lost his Doloma though so surely he would have seen the flash. "Hmmmmm." He wondered then got distracted by the festivities again.

Tim stood up saying, "Whooh What a mess." He said covered in cum.

Superboy's bandages could not have been more drenched in cum. Tim had tried particularly hard to put a white Superman Symbol on Conner's chest but it wasn't quite right.

The Kryptonian was cross-eyed and woozy, making faint mutterings about how soar his dick was. There were red marks all along his dick in the shape of Tim's hands.

"You want me to stop?" Tim asked him.

Superboy weakly shook in head Yes. Then quickly shut his eyes as two Atlanteans shot cum down into each of them. "EMMMMMM!!!"

Tim held up the storage disk. "Good, then agree to get sealed up as my Doloma again, so I can mount you on my wall tonight." He said, and wiped the cum out of Conner's eyes.

Superboy stared at him a minute then rolled his eyes. He shook his head Yes, then let it fall back against the floor.

The guards all cheered. "Hooray!" "The Superboy is Defeated!" "Someone get that kid a towel!" "No, someone get that kid a medal!"

There was clapping and several guards stepped forward the heave Superboy back into his iron body coffin, face plate and all. The guards had covered the inside of it in cum as well. As they locked Superboy into it the various lids and face plate made a squishing sound as cum oozed out of every seam. They hooked the foot tickler back up which got very little response out of him as he was almost certainly passed out. They sealed Superboy back again in his storage disk, reduced him down to just an eye slot on one side of the disk and his big, Kryptonian cock sticking out the other. Without Tim's wonderful mouth and tongue to grace it though Conner's dick had become flaccid.

They gave Tim a towel and started mopping up the mess he'd made on the floor. There was still a good sized puddle of cum though with a notable Superboy-shaped clean spot in the middle of it. They drained the mop into an empty bucket and dumped the bucket or two of cum down into Superboy's storage disk. One of them joked, "The best part of storage disks is there is no clean up!"

Tim toweled off, chuckling at what they were doing to Superboy. Then he glanced up at Damian wondering how he was getting on. He'd over heard that he was fishing again and decided to go up and join him. As he left the throne room several guards clapped, hooted, and whistled to salute him as he passed. Tim blushed.

Batman abruptly stopped groping Aquaman and turned away, leaving Aquaman with a big set of blue balls. "Uhhhh!" Aquaman had started to say but knew there was no controlling Batman. He made his way to the catering table and removed what he thought was Garth's storage disk down from the hook. "Now my little Doloma, we find out if your place is beside your King or with the left overs." He said smiling. He removed the face mask, not even bothering to look and see that it was Garth, then worked his fingers through the wrappings and pulled out his rubber cock gag.

"Guahhhh! Your Majesty! I- MURMPH!!!" The Atlantean tried to speak but Aquaman shoved his kingly cock right down the guy's throat.

"Garth." Aquaman said smoothly. "You know you're not allowed to speak. Now do a good job or it's off to the crabs with you!" He joked.

Aquaman had a much bigger dick than the Atlantean was used to handling. He lapped off all the precum from Aquaman's cock and quickly got to sucking. It didn't take long though for Aquaman to notice several differences from how Garth did things. Things felt off from his mouth to his tongue to his, "Where is your technique today?" Aquaman asked. "Come on, you know how I like you to move your tongue!" The person sucking his cock tried moved his tongue differently which was still wrong. Aquaman glanced up at Damian on the pier and wondered again.

Down in the water, Garth was fighting to wag his dick and stay afloat. The crabs had finished eating the other guy and broken his storage ring into dozens of pieces already Now they were all swarming over the hill drawn by the vibrations the chain was making as it dragged along the bottom.

"EMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Garth cried through the radio as he saw the swarm of crabs coming.

Damian scoffed. "Come on! How do you expect to be Bubba's lunch if I keep doing it wrong!?"

"How's it going?" Tim asked.

Damian let out a frightened yell. "Ahhhh!" He bumped into another of the stone Atlantean statues along the end of the pier as he jumped. "Oh Tim, it's you."

"Emmmmmmmmmmmm...." The statue uttered nervously as it teetered from side to side.

Damian put up his tough guy act again. "What do you want Tim, I'm very busy!"

Tim stepped to the edge with him. "Easy, I just wanted to know how things were going, that's all."

"They're going great Tim." Damian said firmly. "I have the fish right where I want them."

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Garth's muffled voice cried up through the radio. One of the crabs was climbing the chain but Damian was too proud to reel him in for fear that it would make him look weak in front of Tim.

Tim saw the situation and said, "Aren't you gonna yank the rod up, to try and get the crab off your... Wait, why did you tie a chain to your Doloma's nuts!? Is that an Anchor!?"

Damian scoffed. "Huh! Shows what you know Tim! If my Doloma gets his dick bitten off it's his fault! Not his Saras- HAY!"

Tim snagged the rod from Damian's hands and pulled back on it as hard as he could. The hook pulled Garth's dick up several feet, and pulling the anchor along with it. Tim reeled in on the line but not before the anchor touched down again, knocking the crab off in the process.

"That's bull shit!" Tim yelled. "You're gonna get your Doloma killed!"

Damian grabbed hold of the rod again and the two fought over it. "Give it back Tim! They don't die! They just go to that magical dimension getting tickled for eternity! Weren't you listening!?"

Tim pulled hard and Damian let go of the rod making Tim fall back to the edge of the pier. Tim was standing just on the side and then Damian pushed him right in. "WOAHHHHHHH!!!" Tim yelled, letting go of the rod. Tim impulsively went to grab for an underwater breathing device and grapple he had in his trusty utility belt... but forgot he was completely naked so he didn't either of those on him. "Shit!" SPLASH!!!

Damian caught the rod. Now that Tim wasn't looking, he reeled Garth in some more so he'd be away from the mob of crabs. "Idiot." He said scoffing.

Tim was down in the water and quickly swam up to the surface again. He looked around for a ladder, then remembered he was in a tank full of penis biting fish. "Oh Man!" He yelled, and did several back strokes until he firmly against the glass to the throne room. He tucked his cock and balls between his legs and crossed his legs to protect them while he swim. The surface of the water was too low in the tank for him to reach the edge. Atlanteans normally swam like dolphins and shoot straight up the several foot gap. "Damian! Throw me a rope or something!"

Down in the throne room, Aquaman eyed Tim's ass cheeks pressed against the glass. "What the hell are those boys doing!?" He said, and then felt the final straw had been drawn. There was no way in hell this was Garth sucking on his dick and those boys were up to something! He pulled the poor Atlantean off his dick and threw him into the arms of an expecting guard. "Throw that one to the crabs!" He shouted.

The Atlantean began yelling. "Your Majesty! The boy took Garth! And MURMPH!!!!" Aquaman had already ran out into the great hall.

The guard had returned the Doloma's gag to his mouth. "It's off to the Crab Chute with you!"

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" The Doloma cried, shaking his head No!

Batman saw something was up and shook his head knowing that Damian was somehow behind it.

Back up in the Aquarium, Tim yelled, "Damian! Please! They're starting to swim close and!!!" A barracuda's fins had grazed up against Tim's chest slicing into his skin. It wasn't enough to draw blood but left a red mark across his chest. "Damian!!!"

"Tim! Shut up!" Damian yelled. "You're scaring all the fish away!"

"The fish are next to me!!!" Tim yelled, then punching a shark right in the face for getting too close. It went floundering back beneath the pier.

Aquaman grabbed Tim by the wrist and pulled him right out of the water. "What is the meaning of this!?" He shouted.

An icy chill ran down Damian's spine as he knew he had been caught. The thought of blaming this all on Tim crossed his mind but knew the theory would be torn to shreds... unless there weren't any witnesses. He eyed Garth down in the tank who was still wagging his dick. He'd reeled him right in front of one of the burrows to the giant eels. He huffed saying to himself, "Come on! Come on!"

Aquaman spoke more forcefully. "I asked you a question!" He yelled throwing Tim aside. Damian didn't answer him so he charged right over to him on the pier.

Damian turned to face him but couldn't bring himself to look him square in the eye.

"What have you done with my Doloma!? Where is Garth!?" Aquaman shouted.

Damian started to explain. "Well you see, sir, I...."

Garth's muffled voice came in over the radio. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Damian smiled thinking he'd been eaten by the crabs or an eel finally, but when he turned to look down into the water, his eyes lit up with surprise. "No way!"

"Is that?!" Aquaman said. "It can't be!?" Then pushed Damian to the side, and grabbed hold of the rod.

Bubba had chomped his mouth down over Garth's dick and gotten his hook stuck in his cheek. Garth's nuts hung out the tip of Bubba's lips along with the chain and boat anchor. Aquaman reeled him in as fast as he could but Bubba put up a struggle.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Garth cried out from the radio.

"He's going to rip Garth's balls off!" Tim said looking down.

Bubba was trying to chew through the rope holding onto the anchor and chain. Fibers had started to peel off as his jaws did the trick.

"I can't pull him in!" Aquaman yelled. "I'm not strong enough!" Bubba was down in the water wagging his tail pulling back. Aquaman was being pulled forward a few inches, a few moments more and he'd be pulled into the water with his big royal cock out. Bubba was there right at the surface, looking up at them, and splashing water everywhere.

All the Guards had come up now to see. They stood open mouthed watching and hoping that Bubba would soon be caught.

Garth's muffled screaming chimed in over the radio. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

"Hang in there Garth!!!" Aquaman yelled. "I'm trying my best!!!"

"Let me help!" Damian yelled and took hold of the rod along alongside Aquaman.

"Okay," Aquaman grunted. "Together on three! One... Two...."

"Three!" Damian yelled and fell to their backs pulling as Bubba was sent flying up into the air.

Aquaman opened his eyes just in time to see Garth's nuts sticking out of Bubba's lips as the huge fish flew over them followed by a rather heavy chain and boat anchor. They landed down onto the pier and flopped onto the edge of the Aquarium. Guards tackled Bubba to the ground while others came in with special hooks to pull his mouth wide open. They went to pull Garth's out, but they didn't know the hook was stabbed through the front of Garth's dick too. They pulled and pulled and Garth cried out over the radio. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Finally Damian yelled, "You have to take the hook out first!" Damian yelled.

A Guard tried that but this pulled Garth's dick the other way. He realized how they were connected though and pushed the hook in through Bubba's cheek instead. Garth was then pulled free of Bubba's jaws and angrily flopped his dick around with a pissed-off look in his face!

In all the commotion someone had bumped into the particularly tall stone Atlantean and sent him careening over the side of the pier. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" SPLASH!!! Though no one seemed to care this had happened. "Blub Blub Blub Blub!!!"

Over the Radio, Garth shouted. "EMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!" All the while glaring at Damian. With every wag of his cock another muffled curse word was flung.

Aquaman stood over Bubba and smiled madly as the last little flippers of life left the hulking fish. He turned to Damian. "How did you manage to catch him?" All eyes fell on Damian.

Damian explained his plan, how he'd observed Bubba only swimming at the bottom of the tank, how Garth and Kaldur were only wagging their dicks the closer to the top of the tank, and then how he thought to use the boat anchor to help balance the two out. "That way the Doloma could do their thing at the right depth." He finished saying.

Aquaman put a hand on Damian's shoulder. "That is ingenious." He said. "You shell be rewarded for your ingenuity."

Aquaman then turned away and reached into Garth's storage disk. He removed his face plate, and let the rubber cock gag hang to the side of his mouth. "Now Doloma, we shell see if you stand beside your King, or get fed to the crabs."

Garth eyed his king's massive cock eagerly but then Aquaman turned back to Damian and said. "Whip out your cock Damian so your Doloma can service you."

"WHAT!?!?" Garth shouted, but along with several others in the crowd.

Garth pressed his teeth together, fuming with anger. He wanted to vent how this annoying brat had kidnapped him, jammed a hook through his penis, carelessly tossed Kaldur and a few other Doloma's dicks' to the crabs, And then had the nerve to tie an anchor to his nuts and use him as his own Doloma which he never volunteered to be!

Aquaman held Garth up so they could see eye to eye. "Damian used you as his Doloma, Garth. By our laws that means he is your Saras and to earn your freedom you must service him."

Garth wanted to shout to the heavens but knew he couldn't. Thankfully Tim asked the question he had wanted to. "But, wasn't Garth your Doloma first?" Tim asked. "Doesn't that mean he has to service you?"

Aquaman spoke firmly. "Yes, but Damian has achieved what no other Saras has done. And I have decided that he should be rewarded for this." He then said more sternly to Garth. "Now as, Your King, I Order You To Open Your Mouth, Stick Out Your Tongue! And Service your Saras to the best of your abilities!"

Garth did as he was bid.

Aquaman smiled. "Good." Then he handed Garth off to Damian. "Here you go Damian." Adding. "Remember, if he does a good job you can decide to let him free or not. You can use him in anyway you like. He has to satisfy his Saras. And if he doesn't, it's off to the crabs with him."

Damian nodded. "Aye Aye!" Then he looked down at Garth with a sinister grin.

Garth did as he was ordered to. Damian's cock entered Garth's mouth and he got to sucking him off. As he did this, Damian pressed a finger up against the hole he'd made in the tip of Garth's dick. It had stretched out so much he could stick his pinky finger through the wound and poke it out through Garth's cock hole.

"I bet that hurt." Damian said.

Garth jaw trembled as he fought with every ounce of his being not to bite the little fucker's dick right off then and there. He could get tickled for all eternity happily knowing he'd been man enough do that. But didn't do it and he regrets not doing it to this day!

Batman had joined them up on the landing. He put a hand on Damian's shoulder. "Good job."

"Indeed." Aquaman said. "We shell have to do this again tomorrow I think."

Batman shook his head No, then clicked a button on a small device in his hand. Lights beamed in from outside the dome, revealing the Batsub floating just outside. "You kids have fun with that." He said turning.

"You won't be staying?" Aquaman asked, and doing a poor job of hiding his annoyance that Batman wasn't going to start what he'd finished jacking him off.

"Gotham needs me." Batman said and with that he left for one of the many ports where submersible vehicles could port.

Aquaman stood next to Tim and sighed. "Such a mysterious man that one." He said starting to wish he'd made Garth suck him off. "Surely the Zeta Tube you all arrived in would have been faster."

Tim sighed. "I learned not to question him long ago."

VIII

Tim gradually opened his eyes early the next morning. He was laying in bed in the room he'd been provided to spend the night. It was situated directly behind the great Aquarium with a window looking out into it. It was at ground level, if you could call it that and situated a bit in from the back right corner.

Through the Aquarium, Tim could see the corridor they had come in from, the hall where Wyynde still stood turned to stone, and most of the throne room. He couldn't see the actual throne itself though despite his was the bedroom being the first one in the back hall. Tim assumed this was for security reasons; can't have assassins taking shots of the king from such an angle. There were plenty of other rooms to do that of course but this was a fairly isolated room where almost no guards patrolled.

The back of his bed was a huge clam shell and the foot of it a smaller version. The mattress was ordinary but Tim suspected it had been brought in specifically for surface dwellers to sleep on. He knew from books that Atlanteans normally slept partly or fully submerged in water.

His bed faced the wall of the next bedroom over. Hanging there was the wooden plaque Conner's cock was supposed to have been mounted. Tim almost went through with it but knew Superboy might get a boner or impulsively flex his mighty cock in the night and send his storage disk plummeting to the floor. Tim didn't want to take that risk so he removed Conner from it, still passed out in his storage disk and made a sort of nest between his legs to rest his cock and balls for the night.

He realized it was Conner's subtitle crying out that had awoken him. "Emmmmmmm!!! Emmmmm!!!"

Tim removed the blankets to reveal Conner looking up at him. He had a hefty erection about him and his eyes were wincing nervously. He was shooting his head from side to side again as though struggling. Tim sighed then reached a hand in to remove Conner's mask. The magical barrier felt like he was breaking the surface tension to some water, which was made odder from the fact that the inside of the storage disk was dry.

The face plate, now removed, Tim fussed around with the bandages over Conner's mouth and pulled out the rubber cock gag. There was no other way to grip it besides squeezing the balls and shooting out all its contents down Conner's throat. "GRUAHHHHH!!!" Conner swallowed.

"What?" Tim asked.

Conner panted a moment. "It's the foot tickler thing." His face contorted oddly a moment, "It kicked on again and!" He bit his lip fighting the urge to laugh.

Tim smirked. "Oh is that all?" He said returning the cock gag to Conner's mouth.

"MURMPHHHH!!!"

Tim fell back into his pillow and eyed the clock. He wondered if Conner had just slept through getting tickled this whole time or if it had some sort of an alarm setting built into it. The clock on the wall to his room read 6:29am. Which was an odd time to have an alarm, but it could just be off by a minute.

To Tim's left the Aquarium was getting brighter. They were turning up the lights for the day to simulate night and day. Looking up through it Tim almost believed that he was only 40 feet under water instead of a few thousand.

Just then there was a sound. It was a loud sort of splashing but muffled through the walls and glass. Someone had just thrown something into the tank. Almost immediately a boat anchor came crashing down a few feet from Tim's window. It was chained to the nuts of some poor Atlantean guard who, in addition, also had a sign chained to his nuts too. It read, "Breakfast is Ready."

Tim stared at the sign a moment then up at the poor Atlantean who was wagging his cock to stay up off the ground. He had the same panicked look in his eyes that Garth had had when Damian chained his nuts to an anchor. He could hear the guards muffled cries as he stared in at him. "EMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Wagging his dick about.

A barracuda suddenly swooped in, bit the guy's dick in half to cut if free for the hook and line, then in a few short bits gobbled the rest of his cock off then bolted away, leaving the Atlantean as just a screaming disk of stone and his balls falling to the ground. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Tim sighed letting his head fall into one hands. Then looking up, the crabs were over him pinching at his nuts and stepping over the sign. Tim sighed, "Breakfast is Served, is right."

"EMMMMMMMMMMM-" A blue flash singled the Atlantean guard's silence. And the crabs crushed at the hunks of storage disk.

Tim didn't want to get up, he just laid there staring at the ceiling. But this annoying bit of movement in the covers was starting to annoy him. Conner was worming his way about with his huge cock through the folds. He'd worked his way out of the nest Tim had made and was now flexing his way up Tim's thigh. His dick was incredibly warm.

Tim lifted the covers and grabbed hold of Conner's dick. He reached in again and pulled out the rubber gag again. Conner gasped again looking out at Tim looking a little pissed off. "Dude, come on Tim, I've got this morning wood."

Tim smiled then shoved Conner's face down on his own dick. "Yeah me too." Tim said.

Conner gritted his teeth as Tim's cock poked against his face. He fumed a moment then gave in and got to sucking Tim off.

Tim smiled eyeing the sign again. "Breakfast is Served."

In the next room over Aquaman was also waking up. He had Garth between his legs servicing his morning wood too. Garth really knew how to get into it. His talents were wasted on someone with just 6 inches of dick. Sure he knew how to move his tongue and had the muscular lips of a champion beat boxer but his powerful throat muscles were where it's at. He flexed his gill muscles both so as not to choke on Aquaman's kingly cock and to massage the fuck out of it. Garth's mouth and throat was like three separate flesh lights all working in unison. He had Aquaman flexing his toes as he delighted him.

"Oh Garth!" Aquaman moaned. "There was no way I was letting you sleep in anyone else's room but mine!"

Aquaman threw his head back eye the wall across from him. There hung an assortment of gold and silver dildos, a few rubber anal plugs shaped like shells, and a set of anal beads made out of enormous pearls. A bare spot in the middle of them all sat a set of hooks where he usually hung Garth by his cock and balls.

A blue flash from the tank indicated, "Ohh Breakfast is ready!" Aquaman said. "Garth finish up," then added in a more seductive tone. "I too want something to eat."

He felt Garth smile then kicked into over drive with his technique. Aquaman smiled and gripped hold of Garth's cock. It was rock hard but still sore at the tip. Last night Aquaman had had the tip of Garth's cock pierced with a gold cock ring. He brought a finger up and rotated it a little through Garth's cock hole. "EMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Garth cried out, then shot a load of cum his dick.

Aquaman smiled, "I can't wait to stick a hook through it."

He threw his head back again and a moment later started cumming down Garth's throat. Then once he'd finished he pulled Garth off him. Garth ran his tongue along the bottom of his dick one last time.

Garth looked up at Aquaman dreamily then smirked when he saw all his cum dripping down his chest. He wanted to apologist but knew he shouldn't speak.

Aquaman was smiling too seeing Garth's eagerness to please. "Come now, clean up the mess you made." He said pressing Garth's storage disk on his peck.

"Yes my lord!" Garth said and lapped it all up.

The last room in the hall was where Damian had slept. He was already wide awake and dressed. He stood at the Aquarium wall staring out at all the fish and eyeing the guards doing their morning routine. Staring back in at him was one of the stone Atlantean statues, thrusting his dick out toward him with a desperate look in his eye. Damian scowled up at it saying, "Pathetic."

He'd noted the blue flash from in front of Tim's room and wondered if Superboy or Garth had had an accident. Thinking on it though the flash had come from inside the Aquarium and knew it must mean something. No one was up on the pier fishing, the Doloma had been dropped down from the path that went around the Aquarium a few floors above them.

Damian stepped out of his room a moment. This was the only hallway so far lacking stone Atlantean statues but made up for it with golden pillars wrapped in huge silver tentacles belonging to a kraken. Guards were stationed out front of Aquaman's room but he didn't bother asking them. He doubted they'd know anyhow having spent the night there.

Tim was dressed now and just getting out of his room too. In his arms he cradled Superboy's penis. "Ohh, Tim. I saw a flash." He said firmly then eyed Superboy's storage disk with destine.

Tim sighed. "That was the wake up bell. Breakfast is ready."

"Ohh," Damian said. "I figured it was that or someone took an early dip."

They found a guard who seemed to be in the know who told them food was waiting for them them in the throne room. They were to help themselves. Damian went on ahead, somewhat curious what a seafood breakfast entailed. Tim though inquired for someone who could free Superboy from his confines. They joined Damian at the table a little later.

To their surprise breakfast still consisted of Waffles, Pancakes, and Crapes, but they were all garnished with Shrimp, Calamari, and several kinds of Caviar. Among the drinks, Apple and Orange juice had been provided but also Dolphin Milk... which made for an interesting breakfast to say the least.

Tim had helped Superboy to his feet. He was still tightly bound in the bandages with Atlantean runes weakening him. He was relieved to be free of the foot tickler but the guard who had freed him said, "That's the best I can do for now. The bandages take a few hours to be removed so until then he'll have to stay mummified."

"GRUAHHHHHHHH!!!" Superboy groaned.

Tim caught him as he attempted to lunge at the guard. "Hay, now you were the one who volunteered before you knew anything about this."

Superboy fell limp in Tim's arms.

A guard commented. "He seems pretty weak from all that cum you jerked out of him. Don't worry I'll get the guys working on a cure for that."

"Thanks." Tim said then he carried Superboy into the throne room.

Aquaman had hung Garth from the trident again and was plating up when Tim walked in. Damian had sat closet to Aquaman's chair towards the head of the table. Tim got Superboy situated in a chair next to his own then he went and got some food for himself. He was plating up for Superboy too but a guard gestured for him to stop. "Huh?" Tim asked, not understanding. The guard pointed.

There at the table a golden chalice had been placed in front of Superboy and a long straw stuck in his mouth. "Drink this." The guard said. "It will help you get better."

Tim finished plating his own food then went back to the table, eyeing the chalice Superboy drank from. Then he realized the group of guards in the back corner, all with their dicks out, jacking off into an identical golden chalice. It was cum!

Tim sighed then took his seat between Superboy and Damian. He dug in curious to see how all this seafood for breakfast would taste together and watched the fish swimming about in the great Aquarium. It wasn't long though before he noticed several guards and what looked to be Atlantean nobles up on the pier getting their Doloma ready for the day, but now with the added step of shackling an anchor to their nuts before casting them in.

Tim sighed.

Superboy had a zombie-like daze in his eyes. He sat there hunched forward, sucking on the straw for the chalice filled with cum.

"Don't worry Superboy." Aquaman said cheerfully. "We'll have you back up to your usual strength in no time. Just a few more protein shakes and you'll be good as new."

A guard with his long dick out approached Superboy from the side. Drops of cum were dripping from his cock. In his hand he held another golden chalice that was over flowing with more cum for Superboy to drink. He placed it on the table then removed the end of Conner's straw from the previous chalice, which was almost empty, and ran it over the end of his penis. Conner sucked a few drops right off his dick. Then the guard planted it down in the new chalice. The level of cum in it quickly started drain as Conner sucked it up.

"EMMMMMMM!" Superboy groaned and kept right on sucking.

The guard went back by the window where a large gathering of other guards all had their dicks out. Comically they had included Dwayne in this who was still turned to stone with his dick out. They were all jacking off into another gold chalice they were passing around. One of them gave Dwayne a hardy pat on the back saying "Come on Dwayne get in on this!" Which caused the others to smile maliciously. Dwayne only replied with his muffled, "EMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" in reply.

A blue flash erupted from the Aquarium.

Garth hung from the center trident looked around nervously. The guards had started fishing with Doloma again. He shared a look with Damian who was smiling evilly back.

A heavy bowl of long 10 inch sausages was tied to Garth's nuts. "Emmmmmmmmm!!!" He cried shaking his head No at Damian. Hot steam bellowed up along his cock and balls. Damian was shaking his head Yes. "Emmmmmmmmmm!!!" Garth cried out shaking his head No. Then he rolled his eyes in frustration realizing he was still that little freak's Doloma.

Over the next few minutes, Damian, Tim, and Aquaman each got up at one point or another to partake of the sausages. Tim and took two, thinking he might offer one to Conner. Aquaman stabbed his with a fork and caressed it up against Garth's cock nice and slowly so he could feel how similar in girth they were to his own cock. Damian came up last and made a point to take a big bite out of his right in front of Garth's face.

By the time they had finished several additional blue flashes had illuminated the room. The other two points on the trident remained vacant as no other Doloma managed to catch anything today so far. Garth watched them nervously as they put the last of the food form their plates into their mouths.

Tim had offered the sausage to Conner, poking the end of it up to his mouth. He lazily eyed it a moment then shook his head No. The guard came back again and switched out chalices full of cum.

Tim sighed then thought of Garth. "So why is he still sealed up like that?" He asked taking a bite of his sausage. "Shouldn't we feed him at some point?"

Aquaman made a thin lipped smile. "Garth is still sealed up because he has yet to satisfy young Damian here." Damian smirked evilly. "As for food, he does not need to eat while in there. It is impossible to starve to death inside of one. Though you are free to stuff a sausage in his mouth if you like."

"Neat," Damian said, eyeing the bowl hanging from Garth's nuts.

"In the mean time." Aquaman said, dabbing a napkin to his lips. "Perhaps you would be willing to demonstrate your technique on me later on?"

Tim blushed. Garth gave him a nervous look, knowing full well he wasn't always Aquaman's favorite.

"Uhh," Tim said, "I'd be honored to," then he saw the way Garth was staring at him. "But won't Garth get mad?"

Aquaman mused taking a sip of his drink. "Garth should focus on satisfying wrapping his tongue just right around Damian here's cock or he may end up as crab food."

Garth growled with annoyance, eyeing Damina. "Emmmmmmm!" This meant another day getting his feet tickled and having to suck that psycho dick.

Another blue flash filled the room.

Tim turned to Superboy realizing he should have asked first. "It's alright with you right?"

Superboy let out a weak groan, tilting his head forward slightly. He started blowing bubbles in his cum chalice.

Everyone laughed.

A moment later Tim suddenly realized. "Hay, what ever happened to Kaldur? I was hoping to catch up with him later and..."

Aquaman eyed Damian who was suddenly squirmed in his chair. "Hmmm." Aquaman mused. "I suspect he's crab food now. But Oh well." He shrugged. "At least your chum didn't go to waste." He said taking another bite of sausage.

"I'm sure he's making some crabs very happy right about now." Damian joked.

The all laughed as Tim sighed. Another blue flash erupted from the huge Aquarium.

Tim took hold of his glass and raised it up to the Aquarium. "Well, it was nice knowing you buddy." Then he poured it down his throat.

Damian eyed the row of stone Atlanteans in the tank all mummified and thrusting their stone dicks out. He frowned saying, "It's such a shame all these statues are in the way of all the action."

Aquaman smiled at this. "I agree. And honestly I've been meaning to get rid of the things. Their poses used to thrill me but I've grown bored of them all."

The gathering of guards jacking off into the chalices for Conner to drink all suddenly perked up at the Aquaman's comment. Slowly they began to push Dwayne forward, volunteering him as a replacement.

Damian turned to Aquaman. "You should do it."

Another blue flash erupted from the Aquarium. This illuminated the gold cock piercing recently inserted into the tip of Garth's penis.

Aquaman took a sip of his wine and said quietly to Damian. "I know Garth won't admit it, but I happen to know he has been loving the fuck out of his new piercing!" He said and stood up. Then he whipped out his cock which slammed down on the table revealing an identical piercing of his own. "See, it matches!" He said letting them all admire his kingly dick with the thick Prince Albert piercing. "And if it's anything like mine, I know it itches him terribly. I'm always adjusting mine."

Damian smiled at Garth, saying, "It does suit him."

Garth let out another annoyed growl. "Emmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" This time he flexed his cock in anger. His cock piercing did itch him.

"And we must truly thank you Damian, truly." Aquaman said raising a glass, "Thanks to you, chaining a boat anchor to your Doloma's nuts has become all the rage across Atlantis! No doubt, rumor of this method will spread across the 7 seas. It's now part of the training protocol with my guards." He gestured towards the tank and smiled.

Inside the great Aquarium there were a dozen Doloma currently wagging their dicks as hard as they could with boat anchors chained to their nuts and crabs climbing up almost all of them. This training session was what had been creating the blue flashes that filled the throne room off and on while they ate. For every blue flash another of the Atlantean guards had been castrated and permanently sealed in another dimension bound, gagged, and getting their feet tickled for eternity. A new Doloma was prepared and tossed in with a boat anchor chained to his nuts until the Saras had got it right. Each had a hook stabbed through the ends of their penises which connected to the lines used to reel them in. The Saras reeled them in a bit to lift the anchors up and drop them but sometimes the anchors got wedged between rocks and coral or the crabs managed to still hang on the chain from the sudden jerking of the anchor hitting bottom.

"Indeed." Aquaman finished saying. "Atlantean nuts shell hang much lower now all thanks to you!"

They all broke out into a fit of laughter again as two more blue flashes erupted from the tank.

Tim said. "At this rate the Aquarium will be filled with broken storage disks by the end of the month."

They broke out into more laughter, Conner blowing bubbles though not quite sure what he was laughing at. Then Aquaman said. "When it gets too full we simply open up the bottom and allow the pebbles to fall down into the Trench."

"You do what?" Tim said bewildered.

"Yes," Aquaman said. "In fact we've emptied it four times since I was crowned King."

"Huh!" Tim said. Then he raised a glass up to do another toast. "Well Garth. It's been nice knowing you!"

They all laughed again, except for Garth who hung there glaring at them making sure the bowl of sausages swayed lightly beneath his nuts. Another blue light from the Aquarium flashed and he once again let out a muffled growl. "Emmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

They finished eating and Aquaman stood up. "Here let me show you how the mechanism works." He said and lead Tim and Damian over to the Aquarium. Conner remained at the table still sucking down chalices of cum that were presented to him. The others stood in front of a stone Atlantean who's dick was shaped like a J. There Aquaman pressed his hand against the gold colored trim, reaching to find the lever which was hidden among the decorative rib-work. He found it and pulled it out to show the others. Then he turned to Damian and asked. "Would you like to do the honors?"

Damian's eyes lit up. "Would I!" He yelled and grabbed hold of the handle.

Inside the stone Atlantean with the J-shaped dick let out muffled cries. "EMMMM EMMMMM!!! EMMMMM EMMMMMMMM!!!"

Damian pulled the lever. A loud mechanism sound erupted from beneath the stone pillar the stone Atlantean stood on. It began sinking into the bits of broken up storage disks. The stone Atlantean now cried much louder as he sank strait down into the pebbles. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!"

Past the pillar the pebbles all rushed in towards his feet, shins, knees and thighs, then covered his cock up, his abs vanished beneath them then his chest, shoulders and lastly his head. After he was gone a great depression was left as the broken up pieces of storage disks all sank down into the sink hole.

Beneath the castle one of the round trapdoors had opened. The pillar with the stone Atlantean came shooting out of it plummeting down strait into the blackness of the Trench beneath the castle. This was followed by a shower of thousands of white stones. "EMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmm............."

Back in the throne room, Aquaman, Tim and Damian looked down into the funnel of stones leading down to a round opening in the bottom of the tank. A a moment later a series of doors closed like the aperture on a camera and sealed it shut again.

"Cool!" Damian said.

Aquaman smiled and ruffled his fingers through Damian's hair to mess it up. "You like? Here why don't you do all the others too."

Damian made a malicious smile. "You mean it!?"

The stone Atlanteans on this side of the tank all let out a simultaneous, "EMURMPH!?!?!?"

Aquaman nodded approvingly.

Like a kid in a candy store Damian rushed to the next statue, feeling along the frame for the hidden leaver and gave it an abrupt pull, sending the stone Atlantean standing in front of it plummeting through the trapdoor in the bottom of the tank as he let out a muffled scream, which could be heard through the glass. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!"

It wasn't long before all the statues were doing it. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

The guards standing out in the corridor watched nervously as Damian came running past, pulling handles and sending their stone comrades plummeting down into the Trench. This morning they were all worried they'd be sealed up in storage disks and ground up in the bottom of the tank; but now, seeing the vacant spots in the Aquarium filled them with dread. It was one thing to be turned to stone out in the halls where fellow guards monitored how long you'd been sealed but in the Aquarium itself; no one wanted to be sealed up like that.

Damian was enjoying himself far too much. He hadn't had this much fun since he was a kid ordering his grandfather's assassins to fight to the death for his amusement.

A short while later, Damian came casually strolling back into the throne room announcing. "I think I'll go fishing with my Doloma again. I'm eager to test how well the anchor method works once we've added the Piranha to the tank."

Garth's eyes went wide open. "EMMM!?" Eyeing Damian first then whoever was speaking.

Tim chimed in, "It's a saltwater tank. And where are you gonna get Piranha from?"

For once, it was Aquaman correcting him. "Piranha are actually quite diverse. Several kinds can be found in various bays along the coast of the gulf of Mexico that are quite salt tolerant."

Garth's eyes darted at Aquaman wondering who's side he was on. "EMMMM!?"

Damian produced a Wayne Enterprises Credit Card from his pocket and a cell phone. "Sweet. I'll make it happen. We'll pick them up with a Zeta Tube in that part of the world and have them back here in an hour."

Garth eyed the Crab Chute and toyed with the idea of starting a new life in open waters as just his dick. He wondered if he could clear the Trench before tiring out. The odds at least sounded better than being thrown in a tank full of hungry Piranha!

Superboy sucked at his straw, still too weak to do much of anything. The sound of him sucking in air with the last few globs of cum filled the room. A guard came over with a fresh chalice full of cum and adjusted his straw for him. Superboy let out a weak groan of appreciation. The guard wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Aquaman came over and touched his finger tips to Garth's nuts, saying, "I know my little Doloma is up for the challenge."

Garth shook his head No then cried out, "EMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Everyone laughed as more blue flashes erupted from the Aquarium.

Tim raised a glass again. "Well Garth. It was nice knowing you bud!"

IX

Batman sat in the cock pit to the Bat Sub with both hands firmly on the wheel. A radar screen pinged in front of him with a red dot on it getting closer. When he'd tied the rope around Kaldur's nuts he placed one of his Bat-Tracking devices among the braids. Honestly, he'd forgotten about the thing until he got in the Bat Sub fully intending to drive back to back to Gotham. Seeing it ping though he grew annoyed realizing what Damian had done and more so that he'd be staring at the red dot the whole way home.

Batman turned the Bat Sub around and headed straight into the Trench. He'd been descending now for 8 hours and still hadn't reached the bottom. The Trench was so vast and wide that Batman questioned whether or not his lights were working. Were it not for the occasional particle floating in the ocean he would not have believed they were on.

The tracking device could only narrow Kaldur's location down to a football field or so, and in all likelihood something had probably gobbled him up already. One could argue Kaldur deserved to be gobbled up like a sausage for willing letting others use his dick in such a way, but Batman decided that so long as the radar pinged he would at least give Kaldur a chance.

Lights shined ahead. Cracks in the ocean floor revealed a vast ocean of magma where the water boiled in an odd radiant pattern just above it. Massive hoards of humanoid creatures mouths filled with hundreds of four inch long, serenade teeth as thin as the needles on a cactus. They had webbed fingers and a talons at the end of each one. Sharp dorsal fins poked out of their sine to name a few of the truly ghoulish details. Perhaps most horrifying of all though was that they made up most of the black Batman was seeing along the ocean floor.

Batman brought the Bat Sub to a full halt saying, "My God!" As he realized the ocean floor was moving with these zombie-like creatures. There were piles of bones from long dead whales and mega sea fauna that had long since expired as well as occasional stone Atlantean statues, all of which had been damaged, shattered, broken up, or at the very least had their stone penises bitten off.

Seeing the pile of statues and white stones about at least told Batman he was in the spot where such things drifted beneath the castle.

The radar still pinged that Kaldur was somewhere on the ground but Batman sighed. Seeing so many monsters gnawing at bones and hollowing out the exoskeletons of long dead crabs didn't offer much hope. The tracking device was most likely just sitting on the ground somewhere having been spat out with Kaldur's nuts someplace. He was probably gobbled him the moment he came down to eye level in front of those creatures with a bowl of baked potatoes as a side course. But then over the radio came static and then....

"EMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur moaned.

"Kaldur?" Batman said. He pulled the sub around and started scanning the surface for him. He could tell he was getting closer as the amount of static faded and Kaldur came in loud and clear. Then, he saw him.

The nightmarish creatures of the Trench had gone into a feeding frenzy but did so for the pot of potatoes, gobbling them up and snapping the rope in the process. Kaldur then wagged his dick for dear life managing to stay above the feasting hoard only to be snatched out of the water by one who knew how to cook. It had held Kaldur close to it's chest and rushed away from the feasting hoard up to one of the ledges that stuck out over the boiling waters over the magma. There it had jammed the narrow leg bone of a some massive spider-crab down Kaldur's long black dick.

Batman saw one of the creatures holding Kaldur over the cliff. Kaldur's cock and balls were starting to cook over the near boiling waters. The horrifying creature was even rotating him on occasion to ensure even cooking.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried shaking his head No! As he peered out at the hellish creature. The thing had twelve rows of four inch long needle fangs and salivated over him. It's eyes were huge and gray taking up much of its face. It growled back at him dripping venom from each and every one of its teeth. Kaldur's nuts which had hung the closest down in the scorching waters felt as though they were going to explode open in his sack.

Batman throttled up. "Hold on Kaldur." He said, getting the Bat Sub into gear, he shot across the ocean floor, flipping switches in the cockpit. A mechanical hand reached out from the front of the Bat Sub and opened with a claw at the end. "We're only gonna get one shot at this!" Batman said increasing speed.

Kaldur's eyes widened as the creature spun him slowly around and he saw the Bat Sub coming straight for him. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!?!?!?"

The mechanical hand snapped shut, wrenching the long bone down Kaldur's cock out of the monster's grasp. Batman pulled back on the wheel. The Bat Sub pulled up.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried with joy. The mechanical arm was basically holding him over the hood to the Bat Sub. He was looking through the windshield at Batman smiling up at him.

Batman got on the radio saying, "You owe me a blow job."

Kaldur let out a muffled burst of joy and shook his head with an emphatic Yes!

The mechanical arm retraced into the Bat Sub, taking Kaldur in along with it. He was in a compartment to Batman's side. The water drained out and a decompression mechanism turned on. Batman opened it anyway knowing that Atlaneans didn't need decompression. He reached in and grabbed hold of Kaldur's storage disk. The mechanical claw had let go of the bone which Batman realized wasn't really a bone at all, at least not a normal one. It was actually the long narrow arm to some sort of Spider Crab. It had a rough texture to it which felt prickly to Batman even through his gloves, It had lots of odd little bumps and dull teeth-like protrusions covering it to say nothing of the sandpaper like texture.

"Guahh." Batman scowled. "Some of these spikes are like cat claws."

Batman reached in Kaldur's storage disk and removed his face plate, then pulled out his cock gag, and made a point to squeeze the rubber nuts to squirt out whatever cum might still be in them into Kaldur's mouth. Kaldur swallowed the excess cum, then gasped for air. Once he'd caught his breath he adjusted his jaw. He was still almost panting though from all the nervous laughter he was trying to hide. Getting tickled for so long had apparently turned him into a fidgeting mess.

Kaldur saw Batman gripping hold of the crab leg, twisting it slightly to one side and then the other, then making like he was about to remove it from his cock. Kaldur said pleadingly. "Please, be careful Batman! That hurt like hell going in! And I can still feel parts of it stabbing into me."

Batman nodded and went to...

Kaldur then asked. "Batman, should we wait until..." He stopped abrutly as Batman glared down at him. He knew as Batman's Doloma that he should not be talking. Kaldur sighed then quietly said, "Could I have something to bite down on first?" He said this assuming Batman was just going to return the rubber cock gag to his mouth.

Batman took Kaldur's big black nuts, which were slightly cooked, and pulled them over the lip of the storage ring. They had been stretched out long enough that they both sat down into Kaldur's mouth. Kaldur's eyes widened when he realized what Batman was doing. They had only just pressed against his lips. Kaldur hadn't realized just how fat his nuts had swollen. Batman had to push each of them in one at a time, making Kaldur's cheeks puff up to a comical size. "EMMMMMM!?"

Batman smiled. "These will work."

Kaldur let out a slight whimper realizing Batman expected him to bite down on his nuts should he feel pain from removing the spiked crab leg from his cock. "EMMMMMMMM!!!"

"Ready." Batman asked.

Kaldur shook his head from side to side. "EMMM EMMMMMMM!!!"

"Well too bad." Batman said, then grabbed the end of Kaldur's cock with one hand and started to twisting out the jagged crab let with the other.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried, chomping down on his own balls then wished he hadn't. "EMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMM EMMMM!!!" He shook his head wanting Batman to stop, "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" He cried but Batman kept right on pulling.

"Almost there." Batman said. "You're doing fine."

Kaldur's eyes were as wide as they could go. He was actively chewing on his balls now though he kept telling himself he had to stop, but the pain was almost unbearable. All the poking pieces of the crab leg were scraping up the inside of his urethra as Batman slowly pulled it out. The bulge of the thicker crab claw was pulling up the rear. It was thicker than the rest of the arm. Then right about halfway up Kaldur's urethra. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried as he felt the crab claw break off at the joint with tentacle-like tendons trailing it. Kaldur sank his teeth down into his nuts and impulsively clenched making his big cock tighten, then he wished he hadn't as it made all the rough textured spikes sink into his soar urethra more.

Batman pulled the last of the crab leg out, followed abruptly by an explosion of Kaldur's cum! "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried out.

"GRUAHHHHHH!!!" Batman yelled getting shot right in the eyes.

Kaldur's cock was like a fire hose for a moment, showering the cockpit of the bat sub in streaks of white cum across the windshield, the control panels, the steaming wheel, and finally the roof with one final glorious gushing Howrah!

Kaldur had gone cross-eyed a moment then almost passed out as the moment passed. His dick fell suddenly flaccid across Batman's thigh and he let out a faint, "Emmmmmmmmmm..." He fucking needed that he thought. As he came around he looked up to see Batman scowling down at him with one eye still closed. Cum dripped down that side of his face, and the ceiling of the Batsub. Batman started growling. Kaldur's eyes darted around the cock pit seeing all the damage he had done. He gulped.

Batman pulled Kaldur's nuts from his mouth and Kaldur immediately said. "Uhh sorry. It's all the seafood we eat. It makes you have a heavy load and...." Batman unzipped his pants, reached in and whipped out his cock. Kaldur said quickly. "Umm Batman before we do this could you try removing the crab claw." He said. "It broke off when you..."

Batman stopped a moment then grabbed the end of Kaldur's flaccid dick. Sure enough about halfway down there was a small egg-shaped lump, which was bigger than Kaldur's cock hole. Batman pressed with his thumb under it and worked it up Kaldur's cock, making it drip out excess globs of cum all over Batman's gloved hand. Kaldur didn't wince at all until the very end when he had to stretch the end of his dick hole open again. The crab claw poked out the end of Kaldur's dick then popped out onto the floor.

"GUAHHH!!!" Kaldur let out, then said, "Thank you Batman."

Batman groaned then stuck the end of his dick right in Kaldur's mouth. Kaldur started licking the end of Batman's penis. Batman closed his thighs a little to hold the storage disk into place. He put both hands on the steering wheel and said gruffly, "I'm thinking of buying a gold fish. But I'm not sure what color the little rocks should be in the bottom of the bowl." Kaldur sucked away at the end of his dick wondering where this was going. Batman went on. "I was thinking about bone white like your storage disk there, but you tell me, what do you think?" Kaldur doubled his efforts.

Kaldur pulled more of Batman's cock inside his mouth and started getting into sucking him off. He was pulling more of Batman's dick in with every suck. Batman had to part his legs more so Kaldur could move the storage disk right up against him.

Batman looked down between his legs and liked the way it now Kaldur's huge black dick sticking out of his pants. He reached down and pressed Kaldur's storage disk fully in to complete the effect. Kaldur's flaccid cock hung down over the edge of the seat with the tip of it lightly swinging with the vibrations of the Bat Sub cruising along on their ascent. Kaldur was doing a good he felt. Off and on Batman took a hand off the wheel and reached down to play with the end of Kaldur's cock, then he'd simply stop once he felt Kaldur getting hard.

Batman liked toying with him this way and kept at it even after Kaldur had made him cum. Then he used the thirsty Atlantean like a toilet, pissing down his throat. Batman smiled, and played with Kaldur's cock a little more. Batman was still hard after pissing so Kaldur kept right on sucking him off. Eventually he started to moan as though he were begging for it. "Emmmmm Emmmmm Emmmmm!" Batman stopped playing with him again. He stuffed Kaldur's cock and balls in his pants and zipped them shut.

Batman started cumming in Kaldur's mouth again and rolled his head back saying, "A guy could get used to fighting crime like this."

Eventually Batman worked Kaldur up to a full erection. He liked the way the bulge looked running down his muscular thigh.

Kaldur was begging for more and sounded like a trained seal (with a dick in his mouth). "Emmmmmm Emmmmmm Emmmmmmmm!" He cried licking at the end of Batman's cock.

Batman smiled, finally managing to drive the Bat Sub out of the blackness of the Trench. "Don't worry Kaldur. It's a long way back to Gotham." He said, then asked. "What would you say if I used your storage ring for our fish bowl? Would you like that?"

Kaldur's tongue kicked into gear. "EMMMMM EMMMMMMM!!!"

Batman placed a hand on Kaldur's bulge running down his thigh. He strummed his fingers along Kaldur's cock saying, "We'll see Kaldur. We'll see."

X

Months later, Tim sat in him room back at Wayne Manor. It was late and he was feeling nostalgic. So he went and got a photo album he'd made from his trip to Atlantis. He sat on his bed and thumbed through it's pages. Stopping to remark on the pictures he'd taken after Batman left.

The first that caught his eyes was one of him sucking off Aquaman. The King of Atlantis was sitting in his throne. Aquaman's eyes were rolled back into his head and his mouth was open as he trembled to Tim's skill. His hand griped hard on the arms of his thrones on one side, but on the other he grasped the release handle to the stone Atlantean's trapdoor beside him. Of course the other part of that photo was how bad a case of blue balls Batman had left him with.

The statue, which Tim was sure was perspiring, was letting out nervous moans as he eyed Aquaman edging closer and closer.

Tim recalled Aquaman panting too, saying loudly, "Don't stop! Don't You Fucking Stop!" And then... "GUAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" He cried out and pulled the handle.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" SPLASH!!! "BLUB BLUB BLUB!!!" The stone Atlantaena with all the gold piercings in his dick exclaimed as Aquaman sent him plummeting down to the briny deep.

Tim came up for air asking, "Did you just? MURMPH!!!" Aquaman slammed his head back down over his cock.

"Yes yes yes, it's fine. Now, again!" Aquaman said excitedly and changed hands to grip hold of the handle on the other side. The statue there began the same sort of nervous begging for Aquaman not to do it.

Next, there was a picture of Wyynde still a statue standing just outside the great hall. Damian had hung a sign from the end of his dick which read, "Pull My Rope!"

"Hehe," Tim remarked. Neither he nor Damian had been around for it but that was the last they ever saw of Wyynde. They found Dwayne propped up on his pedestal later. It's possible they just moved him somewhere else but far more likely that someone came along and gave his rope a tug."Surfs up Wyynde," Tim said caressing the picture.

Next, there was a staged photo in the Aquarium which Damian had suggested. They had taken the photo while standing in the throne room looking into the aquarium. Aquaman was completely naked, laying sprawled out against the small, white rocks on the aquarium floor. He was smiling with his huge Atlantean cock fully erect with his Prince Albert piercing shimmering in the light. Behind him, twelve boat anchors were chained to the nuts of twelve Atlantean guards, sealed up in storage disks all wagging their dicks to swim as Doloma. They were all facing the camera with an intense, touch guy, look in their eyes. They all had hooks stabbed through the tips of their dicks but with no fishing lines tied.

When Damian had suggested the picture to Aquaman, and Aquaman in turn asked for volunteers. Tim sighed, and regretted letting them barrow his camera.

In the next photo Aquaman wasn't there. A ring of crabs had appeared all along the edge. The looks in the Atlantean's eyes' changed more to ones of concern.

The photo immediately after that was of crabs all over the chains. A number of the Doloma had been pinned to the ground with lots of the guards blasting loads of cum out their dicks. At least they were enjoying their last moments on this Earth, Tim thought.

The photo after that was of the same spot but now it was free of crabs. It was just the twelve boat anchors and the chains laid about on the Aquarium floor. Globs of white cum drifted about in the water.

Tim sighed. He recalled there were additional photos of this event but the blue flashes had made them unusable. "It must be nice having guards with such blind loyalty," Tim said.

He turned the page.

That particularly tall stone Atlantean who had fallen off the pier was pictured. The guards were pulling him out of the water. But once they realized his penis had busted off in the fall. So they tossed him right back in, then laughed about it.

Tim smiled at the next picture which was of Superboy rolling his eyes. He was sealed back inside the body coffin again. He was fighting to hide the joy of getting his feet tickled again. A note Tim had forgotten about until now was written in the album. It read "Get body coffin and foot tickler for Superboy." Tim smirked at the though then made a mental note not to forget this time.

After that was a shot of Superboy sealed up in his storage disk. He was hanging by his cock from the trident at the table again. Garth hung next to him also sealed up too. There was a repeat of this photo, but slightly different. In one they were both looking seductively out at the camera and then in the other they were sharing a knowing look between one another as if to say, 'Here we go again,' or 'It's a living.'

A similar photo was just below with them hooked onto the end of Tim and Damian's fishing rods. Tim and Damian stood center frame with Conner and Garth being held up like proudly caught fish. In this one Superboy and Garth had a more worried expression in their eyes.

The next shot was of two Atlantean guards dumping a large terrarium of live Piranha into the Aquarium. Damian stood to the side of them with a fiendish grin on his face. Garth's eyes were wide with alarm. Garth seemed to be trying to wag his dick trying to get free of the hook Damian had looped through his new cock piercing.

Tim honestly thought Damian was joking when he said they'd be adding Piranha to the Aquarium. He decided not to cast Superboy in again, not because they could harm his cock but more out of fear that his storage disk might get damaged by one of the many boat anchors that now littered the Aquarium floor.

The next shot was of Damian casting Garth into the tank. It had been taken perfectly catching the exact moment when Garth was pulled up into the air as the boat anchor left Damian's hand. Garth had a very expressive terror-stricken look in his eyes.

As it turns out this was all a prank Damian played on Garth which Aquaman was in on. Instead of buying the salt water Piranha they went with the fresh water ones, which didn't take well to the salt water tank. They started dying after a few hours, but that was more than enough time to scare Garth into thinking he was going to have his dick suddenly chomped off by a thousand bites. He screamed loudly on the radio the whole time.

Next was a shot of Damian and Aquaman laughing their heads off at Garth's radio up on the pier. It was placed on a silver serving tray to one of the Atlantean statues and the bars for the volume were fully lit up with bright red dots. Damian took recordings of this and now uses it as his cell phone ring tone.

Tim turned the page again, pondering. Were it not for the different hair color, eye color and build, and dick size, he would swear the two of them were father and son.

Tim got a shot of Garth looking horrified underwater as a Piranha swimming past him down in the Aquarium. Garth was crying out at Tim as though begging for him to break the glass and get him out of there.

The next shot was of Superboy's cock and balls mounted up on a plaque in the room Tim had stayed in at Atlantis. Having decided not to go fishing, it seemed appropriate to hang him there again. He recalled they joked that Conner should wag his dick and sing country songs like an old Singing Billy Bass toy. Superboy looked annoyed in the shot, probably because on the previous night he'd been propped up like this, Tim hadn't though to use his camera.

Next, came a few sexy photos of Superboy mummified and sprawled out on the bed. He had clearly wriggled around a few times showing off various poses. One was of his ass with him looking back at the camera. Another was of his head with his feet poking up in the background, like he was hogtied. He had a sexy look in his eyes in that one. Then there was one of him blind folded and sucking Tim's dick in his mouth. Another had him on his back with his head in the foreground laying off the bed, his huge cock was slightly out of focus in the background sticking straight up with Tim's gloved hand grabbing hold and jacking him off slowly. The last one was of Superboy, mummified, gagged, and blind folded just laying on Tim's bed with his huge cock sticking straight up.

The one that followed this was taken after Damian had finished tormenting Garth. Superboy was still laying there on the bed as in the previous photo. Garth was still sealed up in his storage disk and placed with his mouth down over Superboy's cock. The few photos that followed this depicted Garth slowly working his way down, seemingly replacing Superboy's cock with his own as he swallowed more and more of Conner's dick. Superboy was arching his back slightly and twisting his neck and legs about from all the joy Garth was giving him. His feet were fanning about as if he were being tickled again.

The next was a shot of Damina standing up in the nude. He had Garth in his storage disk still sucking him off again. Damian had a shit-eating grin on his face with his arms crossed. Tim guessed he liked feeling like he had a 12 inch dick.

The shot after that was of Garth in his storage disk seated in the basin of a urinal. He had the end of a great big sausage sticking out of his mouth. His long stretched out nuts hung over the edge of the basin and he was propped up on his dick which was still rock hard. Garth's face bandages all were soiled looking. He had a panicked look in his eyes again. Then the shot right after this one was of Damian pissing down on him. Garth started shaking his head No! as bits of the storage disk chipped off.

Then there was a shot of Aquaman standing over the urinal next. The angle was through Aquaman's legs with his nuts hanging into frame. A golden stream of piss showed down onto Garth's face who again seemed extremely worried about all the chips flaking off his storage disk. When Aquaman was finished pissing he reached down and pushed the rest of the sausage in Garth's mouth then put the bandages back over his lips where they secured magically into place.

Finally they let Garth out of his storage disk. They kept him mummified and gagged still, but he looking particularly relieved to be out of there. He was down on his knees in front of Aquaman's throne. They had replaced the stone Atlanteans with the gold piercings along their dicks by then. Aquaman was standing behind him with his nuts hanging over Garth's shoulder and his great big cock coming up into Garth's view. Garth was staring at it like a hungry fish.

One of the last shots was of the catering table. There were twelve huge Atlantean Bass laying on it facing the camera and flipped over half onto one another like a stack of fallen dominoes. Each had the stretched out nut sack of the Doloma sticking out its mouth and hanging over the side of the table. Each set of nuts was also still chained to their anchor from being in the tank.

Tim recalled seeing that and was relieved to know at least some of the Atlantean military was going to survive this new training program Damian had inspired. When their enemies invade, a pile of rocks and some statues aren't going to be of much use.

Actually there was one more Atlantis shot. Tim forgot when it had been taken but he got a side shot of all the Atlantean guards lined up and standing in the hallway for the Zeta tube. It was a side shot taken at dick level of all the guards standing with all their hard dicks sticking out. All of their balls were hanging impressively low now.

Forgetting this photo was here, and realizing its artistic composition, made Tim laugh. There was a bit of a learning curve with chaining the anchors to their nuts but by the time they left, it did seem they were starting to get the hang of it.

Tim recalled a bright blue flash coming from the tank right before they left though. He remembered sighing, then thought, "Well, at least that wasn't Garth." He was standing beside Aquaman still bound up and mummified. Aquaman had tied a rope to Garth's nuts and made him hop along all the way with him to the Zeta tube so they could see off their guests. Aquaman liked the way Garth's cock wagged as he hopped as if it were waving. The rope had been one of those little ideas Damian had put into Aquaman's head, thinking it might be fun for Saras to prance their Doloma around afterward to show them off like one does for a prized horse, before freeing them fully.

As they were saying their goodbyes Aquaman suddenly turned to the tank in awe saying, "What fish is that?" He asked.

He'd been referring to a particularly large Atlantean Bass who rivaled Bubba in size. One of the guards from the line answered him, "Oh, that's Charlie sir. He was added just this morning."

Aquaman stared at the huge fish with a look of wonder. Garth nervously glanced into the blackness of the Zeta tube wondering if he could make a run for it then stared down at the rope tied to his nuts and gripped tightly by Aquaman's hold. "Emmmmmmmmmmmm...." He whimpered. Then realized this was all somehow Damian's doing.

Sure enough it was, Tim recalled. There was a statement on the Bat Credit card that month for a particularly large fish caught by some fisherman how had no idea what it had been. Damian had it imported that morning as an anonymous gift then whispered the idea about the rope to Aquaman. Standing there now, he gave Garth a fiendish grin.

"Uh Oh!" Tim had said recognizing the look in Aquaman's eyes.

Aquaman turned to Garth and started stroking his chin. "You know Garth. Seeing as you're already bound up as my Doloma... and I haven't officially released you yet... I think I may get a little fishing done."

Damian smiled evilly.

Garth watched as a particularly well endowed Doloma in the Aquarium wagged his little heart out with his nuts chained to an anchor, only for Charlie come swimming by and in one swift action chomp his dick in half. The storage disk and nuts sank right to the bottom landing between the claws of a hungry crab. The Doloma became wide eyed shaking his head NO NO! as the crab caught his storage disk and squeezed.

A blue flash erupted from the tank and into Garth's wide eyes. Then Garth watched as just the tip of the Doloma's penis was reeled in via the hook pierced through it. Garth turned to Aquaman and shook his whole body No! "EMMM EMMMMM!!! EMMM EMMMMMMM!!!"

"Oh Don't be modest!" Aquaman said scooping Garth up over one shoulder. "You'll do fine in there! You always are! And besides!" he said in a more seductive tone, "Your King Commands It."

If any of the Atlantean guards in the hallway was at half chub, hearing Aquaman say in a sultry voice 'Your King Commands It' brought each of them to a rock hard state, the statues included! Tim noticed several of their dicks were absolutely drooling with precum as Aquaman carried Garth past.

Damian yelled to them, "Maybe something longer and harder up his ass will help him focus. It could help give your Doloma the edge now that they're all chaining their nuts to anchors."

Garth shot Damian a murderous glance back at him!

Aquaman turned and gave him a look of intrigue. "Yes... What an excellent suggestion." He said slapping Garth on the ass. "Come Doloma! I can't wait to get my rod wet again!"

Garth stared furiously back at Damian as Aquaman hauled him down the corridor. He was muttering all sorts of obscenities toward Damian.

Smirks appeared on the faces of all the Atlantean guards as they passed who also flexed their erect cocks up at him to salute.

Damian just stood there smirking then yelled, "Make sure it vibrates! Oh And! HAY!!!"

Tim and Conner both grabbed hold of Damian who had started to walk after them down the hall to shout more ideas. Tim sighed, "Come on, let's go home before you get half of Atlantis castrated."

"Put Me Down Tim!" Damian said sternly. "Superboy. If you know what's good for you You'll!"

They carried Damian through the Zeta tube. Keeping him restrained was surprisingly easy. As they left Tim looked back one last time at the long row of guards. Then from the corner of his eye he noticed the tip of the Atlantean's penis Charlie had bitten off was tossed back into the tank and now drifted down as a feast for crabs.

The following page was back in the Batcave. Tim was overjoyed to find out Kaldur hadn't been mulched into crab food. Damian too but for a different reason. None of them knew magic or who to see about getting Kaldur out of his storage disk so Batman kept him on as his personal glory hole.

There was a shot of Kaldur just resting in the fish tank they had in one of the stately rooms of the mansion. Damian, Tim, and Bruce were all in formal wear pressing their hard dicks up against the glass. The end of Kaldur's cock was propped up against a miniature submarine that had a hole in it. His nuts were nestled among the black and blue stones at the bottom of the tank, beside the bubbier and some fake plants. The fish in the tank were all tiny so there was no risk of Kaldur getting eaten. The Crayfish in there though was making Kaldur nervous and pinched and prodded all along his big black cock as it climbed around him feeling as though it had scored the mother load of all fish. The small lobster-like creature seemed to be in its glory and actively tired to fight Tim and Damian when they reached into get Kaldur out of there.

Later that night they came down to find Batman had hooked Kaldur's cock onto the back of the Bat Sub and chained his nuts to a boat anchor. Batman hopped in the cockpit and turned to them saying. "I'm taking Kaldur out on patrol with me tonight. He can keep an eye on the sub while I investigate. Don't wait up!" And then he floored it out of the Batcave with Kaldur wide eyed and screaming behind him.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried.

Tim sighed again. Kaldur was still technically Batman's Doloma.

Batman had to park the Bat Sub several times that night, meaning Kaldur was just hanging there behind it like a set of truck nuts. There weren't any fish in Gotham Harbor large enough to really pose a threat to Kaldur but there were always things like boat propellers, caustic chemicals from industrial plants, and every now and then the Joker liked to poison the waters for the fun of it. Killer Crock was also an issue but somehow they doubted he'd bit a dick he found.

Batman returned to the cave in the morning only to find the rope had snapped sometime during his patrol. Meaning Kaldur was chained by the nuts somewhere at the bottom of Gotham Harbor. "Whoops," Batman said, and immediately drove out again to try and find him.

Later that day Batman came back alone, saying that he'd managed to find Kaldur and took him back to Atlantis via a Zeta tube where he was released immediately. This put Tim's mind at ease though it was odd Batman didn't report he'd found Kaldur the moment it happened. When Tim asked him about it he'd said, "Something came up." Tim sighed and didn't press the matter further. But had noticed in the coming weeks that Batman was sporting quite the hefty bulge. Had Batman always been so well endowed, he wondered.

Since he'd started dating Conner he hadn't had sex with Batman in quite a while. He brushed the increased bulge off as just the new bat suites or some new gadget filling things out.

Tim sighed then closed the photo album. He'd spent enough time reminiscing for one night. It was almost time for him to suit up and go out on patrol. He returned the photo album to it's place on the shelf, then went over to his writing desk. There he opened the bottle of fish food and dashed a few flakes into the bowl.

The Goldfish had been a gift from Batman a few months back. Damian had tauntingly named it "Kaldur," just to mess with him. Occasionally Tim would find Damian in his room knocking on the glass bowl asking "Kaldur" how he liked being in there. Tim thought he was just doing it to convince him that Kaldur was actually sealed up in the bone white rocks at the bottom of the bowl.

Of course between the time Batman had said he'd found Kaldur and sent him back to Atlantis, Tim had run into Kaldur, free of his storage disk, in the flesh, and even had sex with him once or twice between now and then. Of course that was another story.

For now, Tim conceded that it had been a few months since Kaldur's last appearance; Garth's too for that matter. He wasn't quite sure where either of them had been though given the sport of Dick Fishing was a thing and Aquaman regularly ordered they use their dicks as bait for his amusement it was more than likely that Kaldur and Garth were sealed up in storage disks in the bottom of the great Aquarium in Atlantis. Either that or currently turned to stone in one of the many hallways in the castle. In Kaldur's case, at least, Tim didn't want to give Damian the benefit of admitting he'd managed to get under his skin. For now he'd let Damian think he'd won and let him waste his time with the whole show. That way, should the real Kaldur show up he could turn the tables on Damian by showing how little he bought into the stones in the bowl trick.

The fish flakes settled down among the bone white stones in the tank. Tim eyed them keenly and admitted they did look similar to the ones in the Aquarium in Atlantis. Damian had probably asked Aquaman for a cup or two for his prank though. He knew Damian and Aquaman were still pen pals.

Tim turned to leave and stood in the doorway a moment. He stared back at the fish bowl with his finger on the light switch. For a moment, in all the silence and stillness of the mansion, he swore he heard the faint muffled cry of Kaldur moaning. But it was so faint it could easily have just been the ambient sounds of a vacuum or something in another wing. Tim had thought he'd heard it off and on ever since they got the fish, but he wouldn't put it past Damian to plant some device that made such a sound under the floorboards or in the attic above his room or something.

Tim sighed, and passed it off as Damian getting to him. Smirking, he said in a playfully whisper, "Goodnight Kaldur." Then he flicked the light switch off, and closed the door.

What Tim didn't know was that Kaldur was currently mummified and sealed up inside his iron body coffin, attempting to wriggle free as the foot tickler tickled his feet to a maddening degree like it always did. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" He cried out, knowing that he shouldn't.

Batman had secretly installed Kaldur's storage dick in the armored cod piece of his new bat suit. There he kept Kaldur's 14 inch cock basically tied in a knot so it would fit. Each time he put on the suit fighting Kaldur's cock was a struggle. And each time he went out to fight crime Kaldur sucked his dick. This went on for several months but that's another story.

Sadly what had happened was Damian had discovered it one night and grown jealous. Through writing with Aquaman he found out that Kaldur was basically black listed from Atlantis and would be ground up into crab chow upon his return, So Damian went ahead and made that happen.

Kaldur's storage disk had been ground up into pebbles. Like so many Atlanteans before him he was castrated with just a gash between his legs now. This was his existence now, fidgeting about, wagging his feet, getting tickled and fighting the urge to cry out when the sensation became too great for him to bare. Sometimes the spinning feather wheels would pull far away from his feet for several minutes then come pressing in against both his feet without warning. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

Damian came when Tim was not around and knocked his fist against the bowl. The vibrations came thundering through into Kaldur's pocket dimension, which was no bigger than a prison cell. "EMMMMM!?" Kaldur moaned out to him.

Even though the storage disk had been destroyed, he could still see faint silhouettes of things standing over the pieces out in the real world. Damian's figure appeared towering over that of the goldfish which was always there. Damian's voice came thundering in at him. "Dammit shut up in there! You're supposed to be a pile of rocks remember?"

"EMMMMMMMM!!!" Kaldur cried up to him pleading.

Out in the real world Damian could just barely hear it. He scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Idiot." He said wanting Kaldur to be quiet. "Okay just for that you're getting punished." He said, then reached his hand down into the bowl. He picked up one of the pieces of the storage disk and held it over the trashcan in Tim's room. "Say goodbye to your chances of ever getting out of there." He said, then pinched the piece of storage disk between his fingers and ground it into dust. Coming back to the bowl he said, "That's gonna happen each time I hear you making sounds! Got it!? And Tim had better not come asking about you either! So you better shut up when he's around!"

Kaldur fought the urge to let out a muffled laugh. The foot ticklers pushed into both his feet again. He winced biting his teeth together and hugged his chest as tightly as he could.

Damian hovered over the bowl a good while. Then once he was satisfied of Kaldur's quietness he unzipped his pants and whipped out his cock. Kaldur saw his 6 inches as a great big silhouette of a whale in the sky, and listened intently as Damian jacked off. He was pressing his cock up against the glass and drumming it against the side, making thunderous thuds each time he did. After several minutes of that, Damian started cumming all over the sides of the bowl.

Kaldur nervously tried not to make a sound. The foot ticklers retracted a moment but then came roaring back. "Emmmmmmm..." He yelped, hoping Damian hadn't heard.

Damian had been pulling out a few tissues from the tissue box when it happened but thought he might have heard the sound. He eyed the bowl suspiciously a moment then cleaned his cum off the side.

Damian gave a few thunderous taps on the glass then scoffed and said, "Pathetic." Adding, "Even as a pile of rocks you're a failure." Then he walked out of Tim's room, turning the light off and closing the door as he went.

Now that Damian was gone, Kaldur still fought the urge to cry out in a fit of muffled laughter. Damian had surprised him before, sneaking in and suddenly getting up from a chair or only pretending to leave. The hours came and went and Kaldur finally couldn't help himself uttering a faint. "Emmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!"

This was his existence now. Bound and gagged as a fidgeting mess, sleeping only because he'd passed out from the struggle of wagging his feet about. And always with the constantly looming fear that Damian would come back and break up another piece of the puzzle that, if Tim reassembled could restore the portals and let him out of here. That was assuming Damian hadn't already broken up a vital piece of the disk. He tried remembering fondly back on the time after Atlantis where he and Tim had hung out and had sex a little. But that's a story for another time.

The End.

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