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SladinForever's Sladin Collection	By : SladinForever Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Slash - Male/Male > Robin/Slade Views: 4784 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It's a clear and sunny afternoon in good old 2020, with high temperatures in the late seventy's, early eighty's. Today marks the day in history where Oklahoma is the last state to allow gays and lesbians to marry. The state voted yes on the cause in 2016 on this day. Also, tomorrow will mark the day that the war ended in 2013, two years after the promised 2011…
Someone once said that world peace was just a fantasy, an unrealistic dream. In the summer of 2013, that all changed.
As the news continued to play from the oddly-shaped radio, the story starts in a big three-story, white house. For the future, the rooms seemed pretty normal, except for the occasional robot bustling about and a real, robotic dog—not those old toys from the past. On the first floor was the usual places; living room, kitchen, dining room, two bathrooms, and a way into the backyard. The back door led out onto a glossy oak deck that spread across the length of the house. Beyond that was perfectly cut, green grass that led into a forest area where deer, rabbits, coyotes, and fouls lived. It traveled for miles in and from all directions. Back in the house, the staircase leading up into the second floor was made of glass steps and wood railings. The second floor had several bedrooms, all with large beds that were flat on the wood floors. In the wide hallway, a light brown, leather couch was piled on by blankets, a pillow, and a teenage boy with black, spiky hair lying, curled up deep within the warmth of the covers. Most of the people in the house were lazy since the robot did most of the everyday chores. The teen had video games, TV, and virtual reality, but he had gotten bored with them quickly. Even the robotic dog was left abandoned.
For now, the boy was halfway between asleep and awake. When he had nothing better to do, he either slept or went into the city. He liked sleeping anyway. It kept him away from any annoyances or responsibilities that he didn't want to worry about. The teen was very carefree and loved nature and would be outside enjoying the birds, the squirrels, and the deer and rabbits that wanted to graze in the backyard whenever he wanted. But today, he wanted to sleep until his lover returned from work. Sadly, he would not get that chance.
"Richard, get up you lazy boy!"
The teen was pushed on by a fifty-five-year-old woman with curly brown hair. Richard groaned, rolling over. "Addie, please."
"You're a growing boy who needs to exercise and make friends, not sleep the day away," Addie said. "If he knew I let you do this-"
Richard threw a pillow at her. "He lets me do what I want. Now leave me alone."
Addie sighed, reaching down to pick up the pillow. "Sometimes I worry about you."
"I'm still here, aren't I?" Addie didn't reply. She gave him his pillow back before turning around and walking away. Richard sighed. "That's what I thought." He snuggled farther into the blankets, but his eyes snapped open. Thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly smacked his forehead. "Crap."
Throwing the blankets off, Richard bolted off the couch and headed further down the hall. He totally forgot that today was his eighteenth birthday…

The front door unlocked with a click and it slowly swung open.
"Evening, sir," the robot said as it passed.
The robot dog came bounding in, barking at the white-haired man with a black eye patch over his right eye that walked in.
"Yes, yes, hello stupid dog," the man said, pushing it aside with his foot. He walked into the kitchen, setting his car keys on the counter. "Adeline, I'm home."
Addie closed the refrigerator door. "Welcome home, Slade. Richard's upstairs, sleeping in the hallway. Again."
The corner of Slade's mouth went up as he chuckled softly. "It's his birthday."
"Yes, well most teenagers hang out with friends on their birthdays, not sleep the day away," Adeline said haughtily.
Slade shook his head in amusement, walking back towards the living room. He ascended the stairs and went to the couch, which was empty. Scratching his head, he continued down the hall, reaching the end bedroom. The door was closed. He pushed it open and stepped inside. Richard was just pulling jeans on over his taut, nude ass and then zipping them. Slade stepped up behind him and covered his eyes.
"Guess who?"
Richard snorted, a smirk on his face. "Let me think for a second." He paused. "Superman?"
"Do I really sound like a Gary-Stu?" Slade asked with a chuckle. He lowered his hands, allowing Richard to turn around. "Happy birthday, my little Robin."
"Yeah, I almost forgot," Richard said with a short laugh. "Shows how much I pay attention."
Slade chuckled. Putting his hand on the side of his neck, he kissed Robin on the mouth. "It's a good thing I never forget," he said between kisses.
"I knew having you around was good for something," Robin said, stepping back. "I have to finish getting ready." He turned to the closet to pull down a red T-shirt with a robin on the back. Slade sat on the bed, leaning back on his arms, his ankles crossed on the floor. "The faster this dinner is over with, the faster I can get my present."
"Still as impatient as ever," Slade said. "Been that way since you were thirteen. I'm surprised after five years you haven't changed."
Richard pulled the shirt on over his head and then turned to face him, his arms folded over his chest. "I've changed a little. I'm not the goofy preteen you knew me as. And I'm taller now too."
Slade stood up and stepped up in front of him. "Yes, with a size to boot," he said with a smirk.
Robin playfully pushed on him. "Hey, no dirty thoughts until after dinner." He walked past him. Bending over while placing his hands on the wall, Robin shook his butt a bit. "But if you want a taste until then…?" Licking his lips, Slade walked up behind him, placed his hands on his hips, and pressed his crotch to him. Richard grinned at him. "Who's the impatient one now?"
Robin suddenly threw his head back, a small moan escaping him.
"I need to fuck you so bad," Slade purred, rubbing his penis against him.
Robin smiled. "I know you do." He stood up straight and turned around. "But it will be more satisfying when we're not in a rush. Dinner reservation was for seven. We have fifteen minutes to get to the restaurant."
Slade pouted. "I knew I should've put it down for eight." After a smile, Slade kissed him once more. "Let's go before Addie has my head."
Slade grabbed Robin's hand and they headed downstairs, where, sure enough, an annoyed Adeline was waiting.
"We're going to be late."
"Yes, can we just get in the car please?" Slade asked.
Richard patted the robot's head as they headed for the door. "See ya later Robo."
"Have fun on your birthday, Robin," Robo said, his round eyes turning into an upside down U to indicate he was happy.
Addie, Robin, and Slade left the house, got into the black Hyundai NEOS, and started down the pavement drive. With five minutes to spare, they made it to the restaurant, got a small booth away from prying eyes, like Richard wanted, and got their menus.
"You can get whatever you want," Slade said as Robin read the choices. "It's just going on my tab anyway."
Richard nodded. "Good because I didn't eat all day just so I can eat all I want," he said with a grin.
"Just don't order the entire menu," Addie said, already deciding on a simple Alfredo pasta with salad.
"If he wanted the entire menu, he could have it," Slade said with a chuckle. "It's my hard-earned money."
Addie snorted but said nothing. Robin smiled at her, looking back at his menu. In the end, he ordered spaghetti with meatballs, a Caesar side salad, and garlic bread. He ate slowly, knowing that Adeline would leave to use the bathroom soon since she had been drinking wine since they got the bottle. Robin wanted his pre-birthday dessert before his real one. And, three minutes later, Addie excused herself, leaving Slade and Robin alone at their table. The man was about to drink some wine when Robin used his butt and hip to move them both over to the darker side of the booth.
"It's a good thing I didn't just spill expensive wine on my pants," Slade said, setting the glass down. "Mind explaining why you decided to shove me over?" Slade tensed when Robin grabbed his belt and undid it. After pulling his zipper down, he stuffed his hand in, grabbed his dick, and lowered his head below the table and out of sight. Slade glanced around to make sure no one was near-by before placing his hand on his head and pushing it down more, becoming hard at the warm lips. "Mmmh, use your tongue. That's a good boy."
Richard wrapped his tongue around the base, his saliva dripping over his ball sack. Slade had trouble maintaining his usually calm composure as the boy worked his magic. He ran his fingers through his soft locks that he enjoyed feeling so much, coaxing him to be more bold and suck faster. Robin obliged, wanting to finish before Addie came back. She wasn't too fond of the fact that Slade, her ex-husband, discovered he was actually gay and loved Richard. She was living with them because she had nowhere else to go and she was okay with it. Not happy, but okay. Besides, she liked Richard like he was her own son.
"We're in public!" Addie hissed. Richard hit his head on the underside of the table, almost choking as Slade came. Carefully sitting up, he swallowed, grabbed a napkin, and wiped his mouth with it. Addie shoved Slade aside and sat down. "I love you both, but please, have some common sense."
Grabbing his glass, Robin drank some water to wash the cum down. "Sorry," he said, setting it down and working on his dinner again.
Slade zipped his pants and buckled his belt back up. "Sorry, Addie."
They finished their dinner in silence. They then had a birthday cake slice brought out with the number 18 candle on it. They sang Happy Birthday before Richard made his wish and blew out the candle. He ate the slice and then they returned home. They then played the Kinect on Xbox, having a boxing match. By ten, Adeline said good night. Once she was out of sight, Slade went into the kitchen, went to the fridge, and pulled out a bottle of Vodka. Richard sat down at the bar as he poured the alcohol in two shot glasses.
"I'm glad Addie and Robo went to bed." Slade handed him a shot glass. They held them up. "To the next eighteen years."
Slade leaned forward to be closer to him. "To your birthday present that you get almost every day."
Robin grinned. "I'll drink to that."
They clinked the glasses together and quickly swallowed the Vodka down. For the next hour they drank and laughed. By eleven, Robin was so tired that he practically crawled onto the bed, without pulling the covers or sheets back. He flopped down on the black, goose feather comforter. Slade snorted.
"Hey, pull back the covers. You know better." Robin grumbled but made himself move the comforter out from under him, moving his body to the side instead of standing up. Slade pulled his side back and then sat down. He removed his belt and unzipped his pants. Robin laid back on his stomach and grabbed the back of his shirt to pull it off. Slade grabbed one wrist to stop him. "Me undressing you is part of your gift."
Robin smirked. "Okay, then the birthday boy demands you do it fast." He got on his hand and knees, lowering his head so Slade could pull the shirt off. "Get behind me?"
He threw his T-shirt to the side as Slade did just that, holding his hips. "I've been waiting all day for this taut ass of yours," he purred, grinding his crotch against him.
"Yeah, well I've been waiting for your dick all day, so rip my jeans off if you have to," Robin said, unbuckling his belt and lowering the zipper.
"Very horny boy," Slade said with a smirk. "But I like to take my time. It helps me get hard faster. Besides, I love how soft your skin is and I like to caress it." To prove his point, Slade trailed his fingers down his sides, starting from his ribcage. He then moved his hands to his stomach, his left entering his jeans. Robin moaned when he lightly touched the head of his penis. His hand slid further down, past his balls, and to the crack of his ass. Robin jerked his butt back, hitting Slade's thighs. "Be patient."
"I…d-don't want…t-to…"
Slade leaned his head down and kissed his spine. Slowly moving his hand on his stomach across his side, he grabbed the back of his jeans and yanked them back and down. They slid down to his knees. Robin had gone commando that day, knowing he'd be getting this gift. Smirking seductively, Slade placed his hand on his right ass cheek, using his thumb to trace the crack. Robin moaned softly as he lightly touched the smooth skin. Slade himself let a small moan pass through him, his cock hardening the longer he stared at the boy's perfectly round ass.
"I'm so glad I rescued you six years ago," he purred. "I don't know what I would do without your beautiful soul."
Robin hummed lightly. "You make me sound so poetic," he said with a smile.
Sitting down on his legs, Slade lightly placed his lips against his cheek, kissing it. "Because you're just as beautiful looking and sounding as a poem," he said, licking it. "So, how much do you want me, little bird?"
Robin sat down on his legs, craned his head around, and kissed him while gripping his messy white hair. "All of you," he said breathlessly.
Robin kicked his jeans off his legs as Slade slipped his tongue into his open mouth, flicking it across his own. Forcing their mouths together, he slid his hand into his boxers and pulled his hardening dick from his jeans. He slid one finger in the hole, opening him up. Robin moaned against his mouth, forcing his body down. After twisting his finger around a few times, Slade pulled it out, lifting the boy up towards his erection. He forced his ass down onto his length, all the way to the hilt. Grabbing a silk sheet, he wrapped it around their waists twice, keeping their lower bodies close. Reaching across to the wall, Slade pushed and held down a button, the lights dimming around them. They were now sitting in a dim, reddish-brown light.
"Room temperature?" Slade asked.
"Warm enough to be sweating like crazy," Robin replied.
Slade adjusted the temperature by pressing a different button. Pushing a third button, steel came down from the ceiling, blocking the door, windows, all the walls, and covering some of the floor to keep in the screams and moans Robin would be making. They didn't want to wake Robo or Addie or have the dog bounding by the room, barking. With the room dark and filled with heat, Slade pulled his legs out from under him, grabbed Robin's sheet-covered hips, and helped him ride him. Robin wrapped his arm around his neck, pressing his head against his chest. Slade tilted his head to passionately kiss the side of his neck, moving Robin up and down in a faster, harder pace.
Closing his eyes, Robin opened his mouth to pant out hot air, sweat already forming in a thin layer on his skin. Slade bit into his neck, parting his lips so that he could breathe. Robin used the muscles on the base of his legs to help lift his ass up and down with back and forth movements in between. A loud moan escaped his throat. For three and a half years, Robin learned the best way how to make Slade feel as much pleasure as he felt when the man fucked him.
Placing his free hand on his right breast, Richard pinched the pink bud with his pointer finger and thumb. Slade's teeth unclenched his neck, leaving teeth and a red mark on his skin. He let the tip of his tongue press against his collarbone, making him moan. Their pace quickened yet again, Robin's moans and gasps getting louder. Slade was now adding his own upward thrusts into him, a small moan slipping out.
"S-Slade…"
The man placed his head beside Robin's own, closing his eyes and panting. "S-Scream my name, Robin," he said between pants. "I want t-to h-hear your…v-voice…"
Richard had sweat dripping down his back, chest, sides, and face. His inner walls tightened deliciously around the intruding mass of flesh when he made his ass move up and down faster.
"Aaah! O-Oh Slade, please, f-fuck me so h-hard! M-Make me c-cum!"
Forcing his hands under the base of his legs, Slade lifted him fast and forced him down hard, over and over again. Richard was almost screaming like a banshee as he felt his penis burst pre-cum all over himself and the sheet.
"I'm…c-cumming…"
"AH SLADE!"
The man burst deep inside of him, cum spilling out. Robin fell back in exhaustion, breathing heavily. He dropped his arm from his neck, clawing at the mattress. Slade was quick to regain his breath. He kissed his shoulder.
"Did you enjoy your present?"
Robin smiled. "Yeah, because your package is always the best," he said between breaths.
"That's what I love to hear," Slade purred, kissing his neck lightly. He started reaching into his pant pocket. "Since you're of legal age now, I was thinking you and I could-" Slade grabbed Robin's hand and placed a small box in his palm, helping him open the lid. "Robin, baby, will you marry me?"
Robin blushed, his mind going numb. This was way unexpected. "Yes, of course I'll marry you!"
He turned the lights up to see the ruby, gold-banded ring. Slade took it out and placed it on his ring finger.
"Addie will be upset for a few days, but she'll get over it." He wrapped his arms around him. "I love you, my little Robin."
Robin grabbed his hand and kissed it. "I love you too."
After another passionate kiss, they made love again.
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