DC: GOTHAM'S REIGNER

Aaron put his arms on the railing of the balcony, the cool night air brushing against his bare skin as he looked out over the sprawling grounds of the Queen Mansion. The city lights glimmered in the distance. It was peaceful out here, the kind of moment that made you take a deep breath and let your mind wander.

The soft padding of footsteps behind him broke the silence, and he turned just in time to see Dinah Lance approaching, her nude hourglass illuminated by the warm light spilling out from the master bedroom. She moved with an effortless grace, the kind that came naturally to her. Her boobs jiggled as she walked would catch anyone's attention, but today, only Aaron.

"Hey there, stud," Dinah teased, leaning casually on the railing next to him, her blond hair brushing over her shoulder. Her butt was on the railing, eyes peering over her shoulder. Aaron was looking directly ahead until he noticed something.

"Dinah. You… cut your hair?" Aaron said, noting that it was now shoulder-length.

"Haha, Oliver did it for me," Dinah said with a chuckle, running a hand through the ends. "I was meaning to get it ready for my wedding."

"Congratulations," Aaron said, genuine warmth in his voice. He couldn't help but smile; there was something contagious about Dinah's excitement.

"Thanks," Dinah said, her eyes softening as she looked out over the grounds. The moonlight cast a silver glow across her skin, highlighting her hourglass figure. She turned to face him, one eyebrow raised playfully. "You ever think about marriage, Aaron? You know, settling down and all that?"

Aaron's mouth quirked into a small grin. "I guess I have, here and there. It's not easy with our lives, you know? But… yeah, I think about it."

Dinah tilted her head, curiosity sparking in her blue eyes. "Anyone special in mind?"

"Yeah," Aaron said, his voice steady as he glanced back out at the city. "Cassandra Cain."

Dinah's eyes widened slightly before recognition dawned on her face. "Cassandra? Bruce mentioned once that she was seeing someone. Didn't realize it was you," she said with a sly smile. "She's one hell of a fighter. And quiet. I bet you two make an interesting pair."

Aaron chuckled. "We fuck. A lot."

"Then she's one lucky woman. I never even learned to orgasm until I fucked you. I still can't tell if it's all skill or…"

Aaron stood on the balcony with an ease that came naturally, the moonlight casting a soft glow across his sculpted frame. At 5'11", he wasn't the tallest, but his build was commanding—broad shoulders, defined muscles carved from years of dedication and training. His dark hair, damp from an earlier shower, fell just over his striking grey eyes that seemed to catch the light in a way that made them almost silver.

But what really set Aaron apart, and what Dinah couldn't help but eye up like a slut, was the undeniable presence of his manhood. It was, frankly, addicting to look at—thick, long, and hanging heavily against his thighs with an air of effortless confidence. He was the kind of man who seemed almost sculpted, like an artist had taken extra care to make every detail flawless. His skin was smooth and beige. A white man through and through.

Indeed, he might not be the tallest but he was the most hung.

Was he all size? Dinah knew that was the furthest thing from the truth. If, god forbid, Aaron was the same size as Oliver, he still would have fucked her better— till she submitted. The only difference between the amount of time it took to do it.

Aaron removed his hands from the railing and turned to face her. Dinah did the same and was immediately captured by his swaying dick. 

"Your cock is much bigger than Ollie's, it's not even funny." Dinah's remark was followed by him grabbing her hips. "Actually, it's a little funny."

"Don't make fun of your future husband like that. He does his best." He squeezed her bare ass cheeks while smiling.

"You're double his size, how can I not? Mm, but I suppose you're right. He is going to be my husband and you haven't completely stretched out my pussy."

A brow raised. Dinah snickered.

"I'm trying to make him feel better. You and I both know his cock isn't ever touching my walls."

"Let's cut him some slack."

A giggle. "Let's."

They ended up making out. A long, deep session of slow tongue. Kissing was not something they did during their fucks. It was too intimate, too much of a betrayal for Oliver.

But here and now, it felt right. Dinah's eyes were closed, only opening when they broke apart. Glazed with lust and shining like diamonds.

"Hnnnh…" Just feeling Aaron and his warmth tightened up her cunt. "I feel awake. I feel amazing. I feel…I feel like I've finally being completely satisfied. For everything I've done, for putting up with Oliver, for all the sacrifice and hero work. Because of you, all the debt I've had in my life has been paid."

Her tender hands massaged his sack as she brought herself down. Down, down, eye contact never breaking, dropping down nice and slow, until she inhaled the mask of his flaccid dong. Smirking, she picked up his hulk of a cock and slipped it into her mouth.

Aaron sighed and hardened. 'Fuuuck!'

Easily the best deepthroater in the game. Easily the one woman he could confidently throb and cum inside. Her tongue darted out, flicking against the underside of his shaft as she began to move, her lips sliding down his length with practiced ease. She'd always been good at this, but with Aaron, it was different. Everything about him demanded more—more effort, more enthusiasm, more worship. And she was more than willing to give it to him.

Dinah's cheeks hollowed as she sucked him all the way down. All that mattered was giving him the pleasure he deserved. This was what she wanted—what she needed—and she wasn't going to stop until he was satisfied.

Five seconds passed. Aaron's knees buckled. Dinaa grabbed his butt and kept him deep inside.

She was on her knees, sucking a dick, pretty much the most submissive thing you can do yet she was somehow still the dom in that situation.

Now that was impressive.

But also humiliating. His balls clenched tightly. 'Fuck, am I really going to cum in ten seconds!'

Aaron's hips bucked involuntarily as Dinah continued her throat game. Her tongue worked in tandem with her lips, coating him in slick, wet heat as she drove him closer to the edge. He could feel the pressure building in his balls, his control slipping with every passing second.

"Shit, Dinah," he growled, his voice strained as he pulled her head back, forcing her to release him. His cock dropped onto her pretty face. "You're going to make me cum too fast if you keep that up."

Dinah looked up at the cock blocking her, her lips swollen and glistening with saliva. "Sweetie, there's nothing wrong with cumming fast." She massaged his sack. "It shows us ladies we're doing something right."

Did Aaron Reigner truly have a premature ejaculation issue or was it a matter of being surrounded and pleased by the greatest women to ever walk? Earth? Selina Kyle, Talia al Ghul, Lady Shiva, Barbara Gordon—few men would last long in front of them. Aaron preferred to nut early when he was with Cassandra, but with Dinah, it was different. Her throat had a way of unraveling him, piece by piece, until all that was left was raw, unbridled need to cum.

"Hrn." Cock throbbing, he crossed his arms. Dinah laughed, lowered the angry cock, and deepthroated it. She adjusted her position, her throat relaxing as she opened up for him, taking him down to base in one second. 

'Ngh! G-gonna cum already…! Fuck!'

He grabbed her by a tug of hair and fucked her mouth. Lasting ten seconds and cumming just like that? Yeah, right. Desperate times called for desperate measures. He slammed his hips forward and fucked her mouth. Slam! Slam! Slam! "N-not gonna last," he grunted, his voice breaking as the pressure in his balls reached its peak. "You're gonna swallow every last drop."

She loved looking into his eyes while sucking it. She mischievously licked at his sweet spot. How to say "I love you" without having to say "I love you".

Dinah moaned around his cock. Her own need was growing, coiling tighter and tighter inside her, but she ignored it, focusing instead on bringing him to the edge. She wanted this—wanted him—more than she'd ever wanted anything.

The room seemed to blur around them as Aaron's face-fucked her. His grip on her hair tightened, his breathing turning into shallow gasps as he neared the point of no return. "Here it comes," he growled, low and guttural. "Take it, Dinah. Take everything."

And then he erupted, his hips jerking as wave after wave of hot, thick cum shot down her throat. Dinah swallowed reflexively, her lips sealing tightly around him as she drank every last drop. Her own orgasm hit her hard, her body convulsing as the pleasure overwhelmed her senses.

When he finally pulled out, his cock slick and glistening with her saliva, Dinah sighed and smiled. She felt lightheaded, her body buzzing with the aftereffects of their mutual climax. "Such a big, fat, virile cock," Dinah remarked. "Mm, although Ollie, mm…he never had a premature issue. Twenty seconds, hm?"

He put a hand to his hip. Rather than become annoyed, he smiled. "You know your throat makes every man cum early."

Black Canary winked. 

…

…

…

Black Canary was no slut but she could certainly seemed like one.

Dinah's body quivered beneath Aaron. Flipped onto her back, his immense cock still deeply embedded within her, the stud and the Justice League heroine wore mirrored smiles. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer as he began to pound into her. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making her scream out his name in a mixture of ecstasy and desperation.

"Aaron! Yes! Yessss! Fuck me harder! Harder!

Thrust, thrust, thrust. Soon enough, Dinah could only gasp in response, cunt trembling and quivering from the back to back orgasms. She could feel her soul threatening to consume her whole. Aaron's hands gripped her thighs, holding her in place as he continued to drive himself deeper into her.

"Holy FUCK, Aaron," she panted. "Your cock... it's so big…! So fucking good…!

Aaron's grey eyes locked onto hers, his expression one of pure determination. He knew exactly what he was doing to her, how she was being pushed to the brink of ecstasy. With each powerful thrust, he could feel her walls tightening around his cock. Climaxing again and again.

He smirked.

"You love my cock inside you."

"Yes! Yes, I do!" she screamed, convulsing as another orgasm ripped through her. Her inner muscles clenched around his cock and her arms over his shoulder. She was clinging. She was trying.

She failed to be a Justice League member.

Aaron's own release was building. He could feel the pressure mounting, his balls tightening as he prepared to unleash his load deep inside her. 

And, well, that was what he did. He nutted inside, deep as he could be, and made the Canary go absolutely wild. A primal, wild moan from this man and his gosly cock.

Oliver could never.

Dinah's body went limp beneath him, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. Aaron pulled out slowly, his cock glistening with their combined juices. His cock slapped her pussylips, the touch gentle compared to the intensity of their earlier encounter.

"Hahhh…nnngggh…" Dinah's orgasm-fueled, batshot crazy expression slowly melted. She regained her focus. What was her focus?

Aaron's Reigner fourteen inch cock.

"P-pleassseee…agaaiinn…aggaiiinshhh…"

Slurring her words together, she spread her legs. Her hole was destroyed. 

'It's only been one night I'm already loosening her up with my dick.'

Realistically, how were other men supposed to compete? Their average or above average cocks were built to fuck, sure. They could make a lifetime of memories and really love a girl. And all it took was a couple of strokes like this from Aaron and they were forgotten.

SCHLAP—! SCHALP—! SCHLAP—! SCHALP—! SCHLAP—! SCHALP—! 

When a woman begged to get fucked, mating press her. Balls slapping, cock going deeper than ever, squating and using all your muscles and cock to fuck her. 

That was the view Oliver Queen stumbled into and intended to stop. He kicked open the door and thrust his hips forward to flex his eight inch cock. In any other room, he might have been the biggest. 

He smirked, walked into the room like a badass, eyes closed, and jerked his dick off. "Alright, Dinah, time for a real—"

"BIGGEST! NGGHHH! COCK! EVERRR~!"

He opened his eyes and witnessed his fiancé get absolutely fucked and destroyed in a mating press. Hanging on Aaron's neck like a whore, gushing like a virgin slut, and getting pounded by a porn star.

A nightmare to many fiancée's.

Not to Oliver. He blinked and just watched.

"...maybe in a bit." Oliver walked backwards. He grabbed the door knob. "Hey, honey! Just because he came, doesn't mean you have to stop! Milk that cock of every drop!"

Oliver slammed the door closed and let Aaron stretch his wife's holes for another two hours. In the meantime, he would make breakfast.

***

Black Canary and Green Arrow's relationship had always been one of the most celebrated romances in the superhero world. It was the kind of love that could withstand battles, betrayals, and even Oliver Queen's notoriously big mouth. Dinah Lance, sharp-tongued and fiercely independent, had been the perfect counterbalance to Oliver's roguish charm and occasional arrogance. Together, they embodied that electric combination of passion and partnership—two warriors who could fight side by side in perfect synchronicity, even if they couldn't agree on where to have dinner later. 

Dinah was the type of woman who could command a room just by walking into it. Between her stunning beauty, steely resolve, and the fact that she could scream someone into the next zip code, she was a force of nature. Oliver, for his part, often seemed like he couldn't believe his own luck. He was bold, confident, and unrelentingly stubborn, but he also knew that Dinah Lance was way out of his league. She made him better—not because she demanded it, but because he never wanted to let her down. 

To anyone watching from the outside, their relationship looked like a match made in comic book heaven. Sure, they fought. A lot. Dinah didn't suffer fools gladly, and Oliver, despite his best intentions, had a habit of being a fool. But for every argument, there was a tender moment—Oliver patching her up after a fight, Dinah rolling her eyes as he cooked her terrible pancakes, or both of them silently holding hands on a rooftop at dawn. It was clear that, for all their flaws, they loved each other deeply. 

That's what made it all the more surprising when Dinah picked out a hall pass. When she ordered both men, Aaron Reigner and Oliver Queen, to stand on opposing ends to get their rewards.

"Longer cock? Mwah."

Aaron Reigner. She kissed the bulbous tip of his longer cock and retreated with a smile. 

"Thicker cock? Mwah."

Aaron Reigner again. Webs of saliva connected her and the crown of the thicker cock. Oliver crossed his arms. Aaron simply had a hand on his hip, more casually dominant.

"Bigger balls? Mwah?"

Aaron Reigner. Dinah made a large emphasis to smooch his sack.

"More cum? Mwah?"

This kiss was the longest so far. She just loved, loved, loved his balls and the potent baby batter it could let. It was the stuff of dreams. 

At this point, she was just coming up with excuses to ignore Oliver. 

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This was not Dinah, this was Black Canary in full costume. The stockings, the heels, the top, the jacket—everything.

Black Canary lowered the fat dick to touch her head. Then, she adjusted herself to furiously kiss it.

Oliver pursed his lips and tapped his feet. "Err…Dinah?"

She ignored him and stroked his smaller cock as if to say, "Give me a second." The fiancée waited. He waited and let her part her mouth open and swallow another man's gigantic dong. There was no hesitation, no pause. She leaned forward, her full lips wrapping around the head of Aaron's cock.

Oliver felt a rush of heat flood his body. His woman was a damn slut…!

"Hnnnng!"

Exhaling through her nose, she went balls-deep. All that cock, all those inches…

Oliver cleared his throat, waiting.

Pop! 

She removed herself and glanced up at him briefly, her eyes filled with a mix of guilt and gratitude, before turning her attention back to Aaron. Oliver's breath caught in his throat as she pumped his smaller dick with a hand absently—as though saying, "Okay, fine, HERE.' Her full focus and lips were entirely on Aaron's massive cock. It was surreal, watching the woman he loved so deeply giving herself to another man so completely, and yet… he couldn't look away.

"God, Aaron…" Dinah gasped, pulling back slightly to lick and kiss along the underside of his shaft. Her tongue darted out, tracing patterns along his glans as she alternated between deepthroating him and teasing the sensitive spots on the head. Aaron's arms remained behind him.

So she decided to go balls-deep.

Her pupils turned into hearts. Dinah fell in love with Aaron Reigner's giant cock.

The loud slurps. The sloppy coat of saliva. Oliver looked at Aaron who had his eyes closed and his breath taken away.

The Black Canary was equally classy as she was sexy. Oliver never lasted longer than ten seconds.

Aaron did.

Her lips suctioning tightly around his cock as she hollowed her cheeks and pressed her nose against his pelvis. Oliver's own cock twitched wildly in her hand, which went slower and slower as her focus funnelled into Aaron. Oliver couldn't say anything either because fuck—Aaron deserved it.

Aaron lasted sixty-seven seconds. Longer than any man before him.

"I'm gonna…" Aaron warned, his voice breaking and balls tightening. Dinah's eyes locked with Aaron as she prepared to swallow every drop. She decided to let go of Oliver's dick to soothe his balls. Oliver's breath hitched. Ths raw hunger in her expression, the way she leaned in, her hand gripping Aaron's balls tightly.

He came.

"Dinah…! Nngh…!"

She ignored the splatters of cum—or perhaps it was more accurate to say Aaron was making her busy with his cock—or maybe it was better to say both of them wanted it.

"Haah…"

The tip of Oliver's cock tapered off with his tiny seed. His balls ached and signalled to the Green Arrow, "This is all we have."

Slam, slam! Wham, wham!

While Aaron…

"MMMPPPPHHH~!"

He didn't just last longer. His hips snapped forward and he came hard. His cum did everything it could to overwhelm the throat GOAT. The Black Canary's metahuman genes were built for this. To swallow, to deepthroat, to gulp and service cock. Her eyes closed as she relished the taste of him, her hand still stroking him gently until he was spent. 

Oliver's dick twitched, his eyes wide in awe. Fuck, fuck, he couldn't believe it. He was a peak human. He was a playboy. He had trained himself to be able to cum multiple times. But not like this. Not cumming for a second time simply because he was watching his future wife get absolutely demolished by a bigger cock. The Green Arrow's feeble cum splattered onto the floor. He shuddered and gasped for air.

Black Canary did the same, albeit for different reasons. She did after extracting Aaron Reigner's enormous cock. Mouth wide open, hiccuping, and licking up the bath of cum inside her. Oliver's cock would have softened if not for the view he was getting. His blonde bimbo wife, turned away with a giant cock on top of her.

Slowly, gulping, she turned to Oliver. Her eyes flicked from his erection to his face. "For the rest of the night, can I…?"

Oliver Queen huffed and then chuckled. "Jesus. Fine. I'm almost empty anyway. Got one more load in me."

"Hehe." She kissed the tip of her future husband's prick. "So cute~! Thank you, Ollie."

Black Canary and Aaron.

The woman in stockings rose up. Aaron immediately slapped her ass and walked with her. 

"Your husband is a good man."

"Mhmhm, I know."

"I get it. If I had a wife like you, looking at me like that every night and giving me the blowjob? Utter ecstasy. You cup the balls to perfection. You could make me or any man cum and never stop sucking and they'd love it."

"Oh, certainly. I never stop sucking! Oliver has to tell me to stop because it gets soooo sensitive after."

She sounded almost…drunk. Giggly, horny and slutty, the same way she was right after Oliver proposed. Fuck, watching them go to the the living room was sit down was hot. Aaron had his arms and balls spread on the couch while Dinah sat on his lip, arms wrapped around. His massive cock stood up like a divine weapon.

"That's the absolute best though. Oliver just has to let the sensitivity take over and make you not stop."

"Not all men have balls like yours, Aaron." Her slutty blue eyes flicked down. She went forward, a hand wiping along those hefty balls, and whispered, "On my knees, my lips around your cock. Bent over the couch, letting you pound me. Legs wrapped as you nail me into the wall. Say the magic words and tonight I'm all yours."

Oliver never managed to hear what those words were. Only that in an hour, Aaron managed to make her orgasm more than he ever had.

Something Dinah mentioned he had done several times before.

In other words, the gap between Oliver and Aaron could not be described in lifetimes. 

***

Black Canary was arrogant. Black Canary believed in her own abilities above all else.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Aaron was smirking and giving that glorious ass a light spanking. "Damn, 

"I don't cook, I don't clean…but—hnnnggh!" A crazy, loving rin. "Let me show you how I got that ring…!"

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Her hands on his knees, her slamming down on his cock, and her pussy gushing and wetting his big ass dick. Holy fuck, it was a sight to see. Oliver walked in, his dick and balls as empty as they could be. The scent of the living room was pure musty sex. 

"Here you are, man." 

Aaron did not stop looking at her ass and simply reached a hand out. Oliver handed the juice box over. Aaron finally glanced over and smiled. "Thanks."

And kept sitting there, letting Dinah bounce on his dick like a maniac. Casually, he ripped the straw from the plastic, poked the pole with the other end, and started sipping on the juice.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Aaron Aaron was in heaven. A superheroine gushing around his cock. A woman about to be married with her husband happily supporting her endeavours. 

His cock was deep in them guts. Deep, deep inside, to the point of no return. Oliver stood there, blinking rapidly. The jiggly waves of his fiance's ass…

'The way it's gripping his dick…'

Throwing it to the BEAT. 

Her stockings flexing around her thicc thighs and ass. 

Jiggling, jiggling, jiggliiiing! 

God damn.

Her arch alone would limit Oliver to ten strokes and her moans would cut five of those strokes.

Seeing her drop down like that, Oliver knew he was right to give her the ring. If he fumbled Black Canary, he would never forgive himself.

"CUMMIIINNNG~!" 

Black Canary thought she would adapt. To an extent, she was right. On the couch, bouncing on his dick like this, she had been doing better.

Alas, once Aaron thrust, it was over. She orgasmed. She went limp.

"Here it is." Thrust, thrust, thrust! Aaron was smiling oh-so casually. "I'm cumming."

He dumped a load inside her womb like it was nothing—as though Oliver didn't have to beg for permission and to double-check that she took a pill. Aaron just sighed, let his balls contract, and leaned back to let his cock do all the work. Dinah gasped, moaned, and fell back, her head cradled onto Aaron's chest.

He stroked her hair as he pumped her silly. Then…

Schliiiick!

Aaron Reigner pulled out and set her aside. Her gaping hole of a pussy was swarming with his baby batter, thick and white like snow. Dinah could barely move, her eyes rolled back and her legs spasming. Aaron proceeded to stand up and walk to the kitchen. Thwap, thwap, thwap! His giant wet cock bounced between his thighs.

"I'm going to get some iced tea." Aaron put a hand on Oliver's shoulder. "Be right back."

Then he was gone.

The look of accomplishment on Dinah's face made Oliver's heart race. There was a whole minute of him not moving and just witnessing the love his life gasp and moan after the biggest cock in Gotham City stretched it out.

"Haah…nnghhh…gah…" The Black Canary managed to roll her head over to her great superhero lover. "Oliver…."

"Dinah…" Oliver could only cross his arms and shake his head. "Jesus. You gave his cock a VIP tour of your pussy."

Dinah giggled. That was only she could manage in her sweaty, exhausted state. The black top flapped off her breasts. 

Oliver decided to sit down next to her. Of course, his dick being drained the way it was, a three inch softie devoid of life, it appeared tiny. Especially because of the man that had been sitting here previously. "That ball bag is wild. I can hear it slapping against his thigh."

"I edged him for half an hour," Dinah replied, slow and soft. "Those balls were HEAVIER before I was done with him."

Dinah reached out and started stroking Oliver's dick. She used three fingers, her thumb, index finger and middle finger. Oliver's dick jerked and tried to resurrect itself. There was nothing in the world so sexy to a man than a woman who just enjoyed cock and loved it when it was soft and unambitious. It was so loving, so lovely. 

Oliver and Dinah locked eyes.

"I wouldn't last a minute with you looking at me like that."

Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!

"Oh, you want to join us?"

Aaron Reigner returned with a glass of iced tea. He smiled upon seeing Oliver who laughed and raised a hand. "Dude, are you kidding me? I don't stand a chance. Just let me know when you'll be done. I have some phone calls to do for my company. All that shit with the Ninth Circle is finally catching up."

Oliver stood up. He and Aaron were face to face, flaccid to flaccid. No point in comparing though. There was only cock that was going to get hard here and it wasn't the Green Arrow.

"You'll be in your room then?" Aaron asked, hands on his hips and now facing the couch laid Dinah. "We'll try not to make too much noise."

Aaron didn't have to read Oliver's mind to know he wanted the opposite.

Aaron was the king here.

***

The next morning.

What else was thee to say about Dinah Lance? She was a real one. A woman that could handle D like it was her crack addiction. At certain points, when her ass was bouncing down on him—

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

She was even looking back. Not many women could claim to do that when they were getting fucked by Aaron Reigner.

'Damn, she is GUSHING…' He thrust and she met those thrusts. 'Fuuuck! The best kinda pussy right there.'

The way she slammed that pussy on that dick—

'Dear loooord! These past days, Dinah has levelled the fuck up!'

Like some sort of cum hunter. The Black Canary was insane. Was she possessed?!

Oliver decided to peak while on the phone. Some executive was complaining so he went on mute, popped in, saw his future bouncing hard on Aaron's thirteen inch cock, and remarked, "Wow. I'm nutting in 4 bounces max."

Then he left.

Then he came back. 

After an unholy amount of sex, they were done. Aaron was done with the Black Canary. In the Queen's own master bedroom, Aaron Reigner dumped one last dump of cum in the Canary's womb. The king of the Queen Mansion decided it was time to go.

'I've left Cassandra alone for too long' 

So Aaron Reigner and Oliver Queen…

"You went WILD there at the end. Jesus, dude, you should really get into porn or something."

…shook hands. 

"I'll think about it," Aaron said. "I have some ladies lined up that might be open to it."

"Queen Industries owns a small porn company. If you ever need cameras and a crew, you know who to hit up."

The gap in dick size was large yet the men connected anyway. Right now, it was sunrise with Oliver wanting to see them fuck but only witnessing the final gasps and creampies. He needed relief after the explanations he had to give to the executives of his company. Still, what he saw was immense. 

"As long as it's not Dinah," Oliver added, laughing. "If Roy or any of the heroes found it, my life would be over, man."

Yeah, that was fair. The handshake ended and Oliver couldn't help but glance the male over. Huge balls, huge cock, a handsome face, he lacked nothing. Neither did Oliver, mind you, but Aaron was just better. 

"Ever since I saw you at the island, I figured Dinah was going to use her hall pass. I'm glad. Means I don't have to worry about it again."

So this was just a one-time thing. That worked for him. Aaron wasn't in the business of breaking couples apart and the drama that came with it.

"Except that you did sleep with John Diggle's ex-fiancée right after they broke up." That was Dinah. The blonde slut sat on the bed, legs crossed to contain the cum Aaron laid in her. The flaps of her Black Canary top were hanging out. Meaning, her big tits were hanging out. 

Although she was smirking, she appeared positively exhausted. Drained and lightly panting. Never in all her life as a martial artists had a man ever dicked her down this badly. The only reason she had crossed her legs was because she knew she would orgasm otherwise. All that cum inside her…

Fuck. Her thighs rubbed against one another.

Smirking, wrist under her face, she eyed the nude Aaron and Oliver up. "So…"

"So…you're saying that you want me to compete with him again?" 

"Oliver, you and I both know that it wasn't a competition."

"Fair point."

After a brief pause and another scrumptious look at Aaron, Dinah suggested, "Can I bring him to our honeymoon?"

Oliver…Oliver arrived late and only got to see the creampie and, well, he was a bit curious. He lowkey wanted to see the full fuck session between Dinah and Aaron. 

Eventually, he shook his head and laughed. "Fine, fine. Fuck him whenever you want. I guess I deserve it." 

"I'll see you two later then."

With that, Aaron headed off. 

Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Clap! Clap!

"Heh. Hear that? What a guy."

"Mm." Dinah bit her lip, eyes licked on that hefty dong and that fine ass. "What a cock~!"

The door opened and he was gone. Aaron expected it to be a clean, peaceful walk.

"Oh my god!"

Only for a shriek to greet him. Two women were in the halls of the Queen Mansion. One he recognized, Helena Bertinelli, complete with her tanned complexion and massive smile open seeing his cock. "Oh my…!"

"H-H-Helena…" The other woman he did not recognize. With a quick scan of her brain, he identified her as Felicity Smoak. Her blonde hair and glasses gave her a sort of nerdy look. Her black pencil skirt and blue shirt was tight and nice on her form.

And Aaron?

Simply hung.

Simply lavishing.

"Y-y-you're naked—"

"I'll be damned. Aaron Reigner, the hung monster of Gotham." Helena walked up to him, albeit without getting too close."Here in Star City? Right in front of Oliver and Dinah's bedroom? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Naughty boy~"

Aaron ignored her and looked at the blonde. "Who is this?"

She straightened up immediately. Was it nerves? Yes. It wasn't like Aaron was hypnotizing her or acting like an alpha. He was just standing there. "F-F-Felicity Smoak, s-sir."

'Felicity…ah, right. Hadiyah mentioned her. She's the second or third best hacker in the world. Getting her on the team would do wonders for us.'

The Bat Family tech was the gold standard for security software in the world. Due to the rigid training Batman gave out, most of the members of the family could pretty much access any database at will. In other words, even Dick Grayson and Tim Drake were in the top ten in the world. Hadiyah considered herself just a little outside that top ten list. Talia herself kept elite hackers with her but they relied on their numbers to compensate for talent and ability.

A one-woman hacking army, Felicity Smoak was in the top five of the best hackers in the world. Alarmingly close to Batman and Oracle's level.

'I really want to fuck her and get her to leave the Green Arrow group for mine. Unfortunately, Cassandra is waiting for me."

And using hypnosis wasn't right. Felicity was a good person. She didn't deserve to be violated like that.

"Oh, what the fuck."

Several steps behind, having went to excuse himself to the bathroom, was a dark-skinned male. Six-foot tall and two hundred pounds. A big man. A hero, in all likelihood. With a quick telepathic scan…

"You must be John Diggle."

John Diggle stopped beside Felicity and clicked his tongue. That big ass dick hanging between Aaron's legs was way too fucking massive. "Tch. Damn white boys..."

John Diggle. Right. Dinah mentioned him just now. Oliver had slept with his ex-fiancé right after John had broken up with her. A dick move on Oliver's part. 

Aaron didn't have to speak or explain himself. This nude, stud of a white boy was here and right outside the Queen family's master bedroom—specifically, Dinah and Oliver's shared bedroom. That huge cock…right outside their doors…naked…

John broke out into a grin. Oh, he knew exactly what happened. Rather than get pissy, he walked up and offered a fist-bump. "You fucked Black Canary, didn't you?"

Aaron blinked twice, smiled, and tapped his fist. "I did."

"You alright in my books. Go on."

Revenge. Sweet, sweet revenge. Finally. Anyone could tell John was absolutely giddy about this. That Dinah got demolished by this hung stud. 

So, Aaron Reigner walked out of the Queen Mansion with appreciation from everyone.

***

Tokyo, Japan, and the hot spring of Eiko Hasigawa. Where there was water, where there were rooms, where there was Cassandra Cain. Aaron Reigner materialized just outside the sliding door of his and Cassandra Cain's shared room, a soft crackle of energy dissipating around him as he teleported into place. He was nude as ever, cock dropping.

He raised his hand to slide the door open but stopped as he sensed something—or rather, someone—nearby. Turning, he saw her. Cassandra stood casually in the hallway, her lithe figure illuminated by the soft lantern light. She wasn't as busty as Dinah, not even close. Yet when he saw her, his cock reacted stronger than ever.

Cassandra's face wore the biggest smile upon seeing him.

Oh, and she was completely naked—

"Mmmph!"

Too late, she tackled him into a hug. Her head rested against his chest, her dark hair tickling his bare chest skin. Honestly? Aaron really, really wanted to squeeze her ass cheeks. That ass of hers was simply sublime. Toned and soft in a way that no other women he had could be. Dinah came close with those thicc thighs and stockings.

But Cass was Cass. She was the greatest martial artist in the world. By default, she had to have the best ass—

Except…wait…

Her breasts were pressed against him. She was naked. 

Why?

"Cass…" He pulled back just enough to look at her. "You're like this in the hall."

Cutely, she smiled up at him. "Mhm."

"How long have you been…without clothes?"

Cassandra cocked her head. "Since you left."

"So for two days, you've been wearing nothing? You've been out naked?"

"Mhm!"

"Cass, you…"

Sigh. He did leave her for over two days. He should have expected her to divert to her old ways. 'I guess this is my punishment…'

He imagined her bending over, her pussy out, with every man leering at her. Hrm. Okay, could it be a punishment if he found the thought to be fun?

"Not angry?" she asked.

"Why would I be? That's hot."

"Barbara and Steph used to get mad when I didn't wear clothes at home," Cassandra said. "Steph especially, she didn't want Tim seeing."

"Nah, I get that much." It was at this point that he finally grabbed her ass cheeks, two handfuls of them, and squeezed. "You have an ass that men would drop their pants for in public. I'm sure Tim would be the same if he saw you."

Cassandra giggled. "I once went out and stopped crime in the middle of a shower. They didn't like that."

Hnn. His balls churned.

That was really hot.

…

…

…

Black Canary was the queen of bouncing on cocks. Those stockings and thicc, jiggly ass. Oliver Queen couldn't satisfy that slut for a reason. She used her hall pass for the best dick because she was a Justice League talent.

SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! 

Cassandra did for riding what Black Canary did for bouncing on dick. The Asian chick grinded up and down on his dong so hard that any other man would have been at risk for a concussion. Aaron actually had to grab onto her ass to do what his fingers were intended to do—hold the fuck on. Because he was in for a wild ride. It was like she took a metaphorical gas station pill. Her pussy suctioning his dick like never before.

At the Queen mansion, Aaron Reigner was king.

With Cassandra, he nutted in ten strokes.

"Y-you…! Nnngggh!"

She fucking drained the baby batter out of his cock, squeezing and let him spuuurt into her womb. She smiled down at him, only a few inches away. She made tiny little movements—left, right, left, right, in order to squeeze and drain his cock. Cum spilled from the corners of her pussy and down to his balls.

Aaron panted, gripping that ass tightly. "Fuuck…"

He nutted. He gasped. He went flat on the bed.

"I trained," Cassandra said, leaning in closer, wanting him to hear. "You like?"

"I love it!"

Dinah, the queen of bouncing on dick reverse cowgirl and Cassandra the queen of riding dick.

Aaron Reigner truly was king.