Practical Punishment

Fantastic Four slash fic, please proceed only if you are comfortable with said subject. So no flames, or your e-mail will be given to every slash group I know. >:). Warnings: SLASH, rape Paring: Thing/Johnny Summary: Thing punishes Johnny for making practical jokes at his expense.

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Disclaimer: No, I don’t own the Fantastic Four characters, so don’t sue me...

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Practical Punishment

“Hey Ben, blender’s not working. Can you come see?” Johnny, who was wearing only a pair of boxers, scratched his head quizzically at the non-functioning appliance.

Ben came over and scrutinized it for a few moments until finally figuring out what was amiss. “Ah, you forgot the little cap that goes...” but before he could finish, Johnny had hit the “start” button and scuttled away at least ten feet. As Ben realized at the last second that this was another one of the hothead’s practical jokes, yogurt, banana, and whipped cream splattered all over his face from the uncovered opening, blinding him with a disgusting, soupy mess.

Johnny took one took at Thing and cracked up. His face was completely smothered with whipped cream, and his obviously disgruntled expression was just too precious. But the icing on the cake (literally, in this case) was the pointy little tip at the top. God, Thing could pass for a Smurf right now, an orange, grumpy Smurf! Johnny dropped to his knees in insane laughter.

Ben watched the immature idiot crack up. He just gave an exasperated grunt and reached over for a dishtowel to wipe his face. This was the fucking 923427868734568734th time that flameboy had had a laugh at his expense. Sometimes, only sometimes, he just wanted to punch a hole through his pretty face. But he knew better for two reasons- one, he would be set on fire every night in his sleep for the rest of his life, and two, he would be followed everywhere by a mob of screaming readers of "lIkE, gIrLs RuLe!" magazine for disfiguring their "like, hottest guy EVER!" Yes, flameboy had actually become a teen idol from his fancy fire tricks while he became the team "mascot". Mascots are plastic, damnit! He was tired, very, very tired of being hit in the face with God-knows-what for flameboy's enjoyment. Perhaps he should take some enjoyment out of flameboy? Little devil horns started to sprout from his still-splattered-with-cream-head as he found the perfect way to put an end to this constant humiliation- and have a little fun.

Johnny was now on the floor, rolling back and forth in breathless giggles, completely unaware of his surroundings. Perfect... Ben slung him on his back and started to haul him into Reed’s examination room. “... Yo, big rocky thing, where are you...” but he was cut off by his own laughter.

Ben threw Johnny down on the hospital-style bed so that his face flopped forcefully on the mattress. He just kept on laughing. It wasn't until he felt his hands being pulled toward and tied firmly around one of the metal bars at the head of the bed that he figured something was out of the ordinary. “What the hell, Ben?” He lifted his head only to see Thing stalk behind him and raise his hips so that he was kneeling, his ass facing Thing and his arms and head laying flat against the bed. Thing swiftly pulled off Johnny’s boxers and used his rock-hard hands to spread his firm, round ass. “Holy shit Ben! What are you fucking trying to do?!” Johnny’s eyes widened with shock as he heard Thing unbuckle his belt and pressed his gigantic cock at his entrance. Thing was not seriously thinking about fucking him in the ass, was he? And with a monster cock like that, he would rip him in half.

“You make fun of me, flameboy, and I take some fun out of your tight little ass.”

Johnny, who had been humiliating Thing only minutes ago, let out a helpless whimper as he heard himself beg, “No, no, I’ve never, I don’t...” A belt came cracking solidly down on his back, leaving his skin stinging in pain.

“Then suck my cock,” Thing maneuvered it so that it was jutting out from the bed head. In a desperate attempt to spare himself from being skrewed in the ass, Johnny quickly clamped his mouth around the huge erection before him. He could barely fit it in; it was bigger than the biggest cock he had ever imagined. He worked it inside inch by inch, but Thing grew impatient and forcefully thrust into Johnny’s hot throat. Johnny almost choked, but he knew better.

Thing sighed as he relished the sensation of Johnny’s supple lips sucking on his hard member. He climax just by watching that sweet mouth at work, completely at his mercy. He let out a loud moan as he felt Johnny’s tongue flicker delicately around and around his arousal, slowly working up to the head. It fulfilled him with a fusion of pleasure and lust. He could feel himself coming; he wanted to come, wanted to fill Johnny up to the throat with his cum. But that would ruin the fun, wouldn’t it?

“That’s enough,” Thing reluctantly pushed his head away and felt his cock leave that hot, wet cavern he so desired. What a shame... he have to come back for more later, but for now, he backed up and placed his hands to part Johnny’s fine ass.

Johnny let out a frightened gasp. “No, no... please! You’ll rip me in tw...” The belt cracked on his back three more times. He was sure that now, blood was oozing out of the fresh slits.

“It’s going to be a lot more than just two.”

Another helpless whimper, and before he even realized it, a tear slid down his cheek. “No...no, please! I won’t make fun of you again, ever, please!”

Ben grinned, “Really?” Johnny nodded like there was no tomorrow, and Ben realized how sadistic he was being, letting him think that he wasn’t going to fuck his tight little ass crazy- he would. He would thrust into him like mad and ravage his tiny body beyond its limits.

Thing once again positioned his cock at his entrance. “Just to make sure you keep your promise...” And with that, he thrust inside with one, quick shove. Johnny screamed at the rush of searing pain.

“Ow...ple...” he was cut off by another thrust, this time even deeper and more painful.

God, he was so tight, Ben thought. Johnny’s sphincter started spasming wildly around his huge cock, making him even tighter and hotter- it was perfect. He drew out halfway and shoved himself in again, from head to hilt, making Johnny scream even more. Any louder and the whole building would have heard.

He reached over for his belt and whipped him again. “Shut up,” he commanded curtly.

Johnny bit his lip painfully as Thing penetrated him again and again, the agony growing with each thrust. He could feel his insides being torn, lubricating Thing’s cock with his own blood. He had to squeeze his eyes shut to keep himself from crying at the sinister thought. Thing slammed into him again, hitting him square in the prostate. He was overcome with a wave of pleasure and let out a deep, throaty moan- he actually moaned because of his own ravage. How fucked-up. “Please, please, stop...” Tears started steaming from his closed eyes, as he felt the belt crack again on his slashed flesh. How many times- he couldn’t count.

Thing ran a coarse finger along the sensitive underside of Johnny’s now-hard member. He moaned again. “Come, Johnny boy, you gotta come.” He stroked again and again before slamming down once more on Johnny’s prostate. He wailed helplessly, orgasming all over his bare stomach, the bedsheet, and Thing’s rocky hands. Just as Ben wanted, his already tight insides clenched even tighter around him. He thrust hard into Johnny two more times, each one emitting a scream of agony from the helpless youth.

Thing managed one last, relentless thrust before he climaxed deep inside Johnny’s hot ass. Even the ejaculation was painful; it felt as if it would burn right though his torn walls. The giant cock finally drew out, and Johnny collapsed on the bed, blood and cum trickling down his thighs.

He heard a clicking sound, as if a tape being withdrawn from a VCR. He felt Thing lift him by his throat as he held a black cassette in front of him.

“A word to anyone, and this goes out to all your girlfriends.”

What the fuck, when had Ben set up for the whole thing to be TAPED?! He suddenly remembered Reed’s surveillance camera. “Will keep the examination room under tight security, my ass,” he muttered under his breath.
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Thanks for reading, and I hope you liked it! I hadn’t originally planned for Thing to come off as so sadistic, but a little dominance is always better, right? ^^