Super Fucked

Launching out of a shadowy corner of the warehouse ceiling with his arms spread wide to his sides, the red and blue spandex costumed superhero clothes-lined the two remaining thugs, knocking them to the floor and then shooting off a few webs to their limbs to keep them secure until law enforcement arrived. "..And that's why you never rob a pizza place in my neighborhood! When you guys get outta jail, you really ought to try their Hawaiian Volcano Pizza. You'll love it! So sweet and spicy!"

One of the webbed crooks gave a groan of pain from the floor.

The masked vigilante crouched down by the groaner and poked the thug's forehead."What's the matter? You don't like pineapple on your pizza?"

"Maybe he's not thinking straight from that concussion you just gave him, Kid," said a female voice from the shadows.

"Hey, that's the Arachnid-Kid, unless your a close friend. Or my aunt," he said as he bounced up to face the source of the voice, taking a fighting stance until he saw her emerge from the shadows. The gorgeous red-head wore a black domino mask over her eyes, a headband with two fake cat-ears, and a red leather catsuit with the zipper left open enough to show her spectacular cleavage. "Homina, homina," the young hero said as he immediately recognized the Crimson Cat. "And you certainly could be one. A friend, I mean. Not my Aunt. Unless you really hit things off with my uncle--"

"You have a tendency to ramble when you're nervous don't you?" The red-headed heroine stepped over a webbed criminal and came within arm's reach of Arachnid-Kid. "That's going to annoy Mid-Knight to no end."

Kid was glad that his mask covered his entire face, allowing his gaze to linger to her gently jiggling cleavage as he kept his face turned toward her. The masked teenager often wished that he'd never gained his superpowers, but running into unbelievable hotties like Crimson was a highlight of the job. "Mid-Knight? You mean your boyfriend?" He'd seen the tabloid pictures of the two heroes and their relationship was fairly well known to the public. Mid-Knight was THE premier hero of the city, with a not-so-secret identity. Darius Swan was a billionaire super-genius inventor, Olympic-level athlete and an incredibly handsome black man (the last part was according to Kid's Aunt June).

Cat gave a sigh of irritation and glanced up toward the darkened ceiling. "Ex-boyfriend, but still unfortunately the leader of the Protectors. Which, coincidentally is why I dropped in on you tonight."

"Because you're looking for a new boyfriend?" Kid asked half-joking as he felt his penis swell in his tights at the thought of having a wrestling match with the buxom redhead.

Cat looked back to the snarky hero with a half-grin. "No. I mean, you're cute and all, at least based on your voice, but no. The Protectors have an opening. The Incredible Brute has disappeared on us again and we have an opening on the team. Mid-Knight wanted to recruit some new muscle-head to replace him, but since we just broke up, I told Knight that if I didn't get my pick for a new member, I'd be packing my bags as well."

Kid gave an audible gulp. "And you want me? On the team, I mean?"

"Yes, I do," Cat said as her smile widened. "You know the city, you're a scrapper and the way you run you're mouth all the time, I know that you'll drive Mid-knight insane within a week." Then she gave her shiny red lip a flirty nibble, "And maybe I'd like to get to know you a little better, once we're teammates, that is. So, what do you say, Webs? You want to do a little team-up with me? It comes with a free room on the penthouse level of Swan Tower. Built-in gym, movie theater, swimming pool, jacuzzi... " The red-head's green eyes ran up and down Kid's spandex covered form as she mentioned the last one, like she was sizing him up.

"Y-yeah," Kid stammered. He'd always admired the Protectors, even team-up with them during a couple attacks on the city, but never imagined that he'd be invited to join their ranks. All of the world's most famous heroes had been members at some point in their careers and now they were asking him to be a part of that legacy. The fact that the invite was being offered by their hottest member was just a cherry on top. He'd always been partial to redheads. "That sounds amazing!"

"I was hoping you'd say yes," Cat said as she dipped a gloved hand into her cleavage and then produced a slim smartphone from the deep valley before passing it over to Kid. "This will have all the information that you'll need before you join. You just fill out the information inside and swing by Swan Tower on Friday night. Sound good?"

Kid stared at the smartphone, swearing it was still warm from being nestled between Crimson Cat's pillowy tits. "Perfect," he said. "You, uh, need anything else from me right now?"

The redhead gave a quick laugh and shook her head. "There'll be plenty of time for fun later, once you join up. I'll see you later, Webs." Cat walked back into the shadows, the slow hip-swaying walk giving Kid one last glance at her leather-hugged peach of an ass before she disappeared again.

Making sure that he waited until Cat was gone, the masked hero gave his raging hard-on a quick rub through his tights. "Mmmph.. I gotta go home and take care of this or I'm gonna end up with a raging set of blue balls!" Hearing another of the webbed thugs groan on the floor, Kid pointed at them. "You never heard me say that. Nobody would believe you if you told them anyways." With that said, the scrawny vigilante leaped up to the skylight and began swinging his way home to jerk off.