It seduces a hungry Tim with "breakfast in bed"

Tim Drake woke up hungry in his bed on his boat house/base in Gotham harbor. Your average teenage superhero sometimes skipped meals, which Tim did a lot. As a result, he was starving this morning, but still exhausted. He couldn't be bothered to get up to prepare a proper meal. However, he couldn't sleep either. He had that particular agffliction of men waking up from slumber : morning wood.

Only, this time, the 'wood' in question felt more like a log. All these years, Tim had hidden the secret of his size from the rest of the superhero community out of a desire to be takern seriously. However, this log felt different from even the generous endowment he knew he had. Hunger led Tim to squir,m around in bed as his morning wood denied him sleep.

As more hunger pangs hit him, an intrusive thought followed suit: "

"You can suck your cock"

Tim shook his head in confusion and looked for whoever said the offending phrase. "What?" He was met by an empty room.

"You're hungry. Semen is nourishing. Suck your cock." Tim continued to resist the disgiusting idea of even considering auto-fellatio.

His grumbling stomach broke the silence, however, and Tim reconsidered as he stared down at his "log".

His cock was red from being erect. It lay on his hard abs, pointing at his face.

His stomach was a gaping hole yearning to be filled. And his cock seemed to be the only thing capable of getting that job done.

With the new size of his penis, the disgusting thought of sucking himself off for breakfast became a lot less daunting. As a fairly flexible gymnast, it wouldn't even require breaking a rib. The only question now seemed to be how he was going to fit an appendage so big inside his mouth. even just the head was already like a whole apple. , there probably wasn't even room for the shaft inside his mouth.

Little did he know that the god-cock was already working its influence on him. Since Tim was immune to lusting after his own cock, using his hunger was probably its best bet of making the sexy, but **** teenage superhero embrace his new gift.

The god-cock made a play for Tim's vanity. "Go on. Surely a genius like you can figure out how a blowjob works."

Just like that, Tim's mind was made up. He was hungry enough to eat a horse or, in his case, suck a horse-cock

The growl from his stomaach settled his hesitations. Why bother getting out of bed to prepare breakfast, when there was already a perfectly good sausage sitting between his legs?

A few drops of pre came out of his piss slit as the god-cock started seasoning Tim's breakfast for him. Tim sdtarted suckling on his own head like a baby feeding from a bottle.

Vigilante duty had kept Tim away from indulging pleasures of the flesh. To Tim, his new god-cock might have seemed to appear overnight. To his god-cock, it had been there for aall eigteen long years, continually denied by a boy seemingly uninterested in sex. The gopd-cock relished this moment, an oppurtunity to finally play this teenager like a horny violin. Tim "ate" his breakfast with great gusto. His mouth tried to fit as much of the sausage as it could, and Tim's hands, well-practiced from years of wielding a bo staff, stroked a new kind of staff.

Tim's meal lasted a good fifteen minutes. He ate this one up but also luxuriated in the pleasure it brought him. With his mind clouded by lust, he grunnted and moaned ass each suckle and stroke brought him closer to climax. A good foot-long sausage wasn't enough for him... so he started beating some eggs by playing with his testicles. In the end, he got his full meal with a full serving of sour cream as his cock erupted in a torrent of milk-white semen. Rope after rope gushed out of his cock as the **** of the biggest orgasm of Tim's admittedly brief sex life rocked the athletic twink's body. So much flowed out that Tim's mouth failed to comfortably handle it.

After fighting the torrent with a vise-grip on his own cock, the need to breathe **** him to loosen his mouth around his meaty appendage. His face and hair turnmed white as more cum flowed out of him and sprayed his head, He would have a hell of a time getting that off him later.

Almosdt unnoticed by the young hero in the afterglow of his orgasm was the cum inside him slowly making its way to his brain. Exploiting theinvitation of a hungry teenage hero, the god-cock uploaded itself onto the body of Tim Dtrake. Tim barely noticed his consciousness slipping as the god-cock slowly took over control of his body. Tim soon collapsed onto the bed, naked with a horse-hung god-cock lying on his stomach still ejaculating all over.

Note: To be honest, I'm not really sure whjere to go from here... so some suggestions are welcome in the comments. I can probably structure a story so that even a very random bunch of suggested chartacters can reasonably be covered. Or I could just go with my first instinct: his comic-book boyfriend, Bernard Dowd.