Date: Tue, 13 Jun 2017 14:45:44 -0500
From: Ebon Artist <ebonart.gallery@gmail.com>
Subject: BAT-EXAM

*Batman and Robin are property of DC comics. Robin is a creation of Bill Finger.
*This is also obviously set in the `66 TV bat-universe. RIP Adam West,
who gave me my first hard-on.

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BAT EXAM


Batman slid down the batpole into the Cave, and loped to the main garage
area where the Batmobile stood ready and waiting for action. He smiled as,
from underneath it, he heard muffled muttering from his teenage partner,
Robin the Boy Wonder. He walked around to the other side, and saw the
youth's bare legs sticking out from under the car. He knelt and slid a
gloved hand up the boy's thigh, and down across his inner thigh. Robin was
a growing boy, indeed, having just turned 14 a few days ago.


"Language, old chum," he chuckled as Robin started and bumped his head on
the undercarriage, then slid out from under the Batmobile on the small rack
under him.


"Gosh, you're right, Batman! Not even surprise is a reason to talk like
that. I'm sorry."


Batman ruffled the boy's brown hair and stood up, then helped the lithe
youth to his feet. "Robin, before we go on patrol tonight, we need to take
care of something... you're a growing boy, and need some lessons on your
health."


The boy nodded quickly as he adjusted his mask. "What about, Batman?"


"You're no doubt noticed several changes in your pubic regions...?"


"Wow, yes! My penis does some pretty odd things, Batman!"


The Caped Crusader smiled and led the boy to the medical section of the
Cave. Robin obediently jumped up on the exam table while Batman prepared a
cup of warm water, and got a towel. "Take off your trunks, Robin," he said.


The youth complied, his sleek boycock laid soft against his balls. His hair
had begun thickening in that region and it still fascinated the teen.


Batman turned around with a pair of slender trimmers, already buzzing
softly. "Spread your legs wide," he said, "And thrust your hips forward."
He nodded as the pretty youth complied silently. Robin was such a good boy,
most of the time, though teenaged rebellion was likely to rear it's head
soon enough. Hopefully Alfred was up to the task!


"Your public hair is becoming very prolific but with your costume... well,
there's no need to be embarrassed. We can't have it sticking out of your
trunk's leg hole!"


Robin laughed softly as the trimmer began to sheer away what hair he'd
grown; it saddened him a little, but obviously it was needed! He swallowed
as Batman's leather gloved fingers moved his little penis and balls around
and to the side as he swabbed his loins clean; wow, his boy-cock felt warm
and throbby in the man's strong but gentle grip.


Then Batman brought out the shaving cream and brushed it over Robin's
loins, and his scrotum. "Hold still, old chum; I don't want to nick you,"
he said as he turned back, then brought in the safety razor. Robin licked
his lips in concern as the razor deftly glided over his foam-coated groin,
and then Batman was lifting and turning his scrotum again! The youth tried
not to squirm on the table, but then... he blushed hotly, seeing his boy-cock
begin to thicken and grow hard!


"Holy surprise packages, Batman, I'm s-sorry, I can't help..."


"Hush, no need to fear, Boy Wonder -- this is a perfectly normal reaction to
your situation at your age. You've undoubtedly begun to have... feelings...
down here, yes? This is just part of growing up, Robin! Your penis will
engorge for many reasons, many reasons indeed."


"Wow, that's good to hear, Batman!"


The Boy Wonder swallowed again as Batman finished shaving his groin clean,
along with his ball-sac, and then patted him dry. "There, fresh and clean
old chum. Now, turn around on all-fours and spread your legs wide -- I need
to make sure that your bottom is clean as well."


"Yes, Batman!" the youth said as he assumed the position, his pink little
hole winking at Batman as the youth shifted around.


Batman moved Robin's cape aside, and then lathered up the boy's anus
slowly. "You may also get feelings in your backside as well, Robin! Again,
something all men have to deal with eventually." He gently tugged on
Robin's ball-sac, pulling it down and examining it carefully, rolling the
small nuts around in his leather-gloved grip, his finger firm and solid
against the boy's most sensitive parts. He rolled the young hero's nuts in
their sac, back and forth, over and against each other, slowly testing and
examining his boyish growing ward.


"G-gosh, Batman, what are you doing!?" Robin stammered.


"Checking your privates for certain abnormalities is a good habit to get
into, Robin; later on I'll show you the exact way to do this, but for now I
think I need to check you every night like this," the masked man said, the
young boy's balls still firmly twisted and rolled in his strong grip. He
tightened his grip and felt Robin tense, then relax, then he tightened his
grip again and again, until he wrung soft moan from the lad. "Good boy. A
little tension on your scrotum and it's contents will make sure everything
is functioning as it should," Batman said, tightening his grip even further
as he rolled the young boy's soft nuts against each other.


Robin's penis was now at it's full erection, something Batman tested by
running the tip of his gloved finger along the base of the boy's bobbing
erection several times. Then he unclipped a device from his utility belt.
He laid it against Robin's penis as the Boy Wonder was on all-fours, his
erect boy-cock pointing to the table below him. "Good news, old chum; your
penis is six point 24 inches long when fully erect. You have nothing to
worry about; you're a little bigger than the average boy your age and in
your admittedly peak physical conditioning."


"G-good to know, B-batman!" the red-faced youth managed to stammer as
Batman's gloved fingers resumed examining his penis for a moment, stroking
down it's smooth uncircumcised length, to gently pull on his loosened
foreskin.


"For now, though, we need to make sure you are clean down here!" Batman
said, and proceeded to soap Robin's anus, and then carefully, carefully
shave the entire area clean, his gloved fingers pulling at the youth's
tight pucker over and over.


"Gosh, Batman, that feels funny!"


"All part of your health, Boy Wonder!" the man said as he patted the area
dry. Then he unclasped another capsule from his belt and squeezed out it's
contents around the boy's smooth ring. He smeared the slippery lube around
the youth's flexing little hole for several seconds before pushing his
gloved finger deep inside Robin's anus!


The Boy Wonder yelped! "Holy cold snaps, Batman!"


"Sorry, old chum, but this is necessary for a growing boy. Your prostate
will be undergoing many changes in the next few years, so regular checkups
are a must; at least once a day. I'll do this for awhile, then I will show
you how to check yourself."


Robin clenched his jaw as the man's finger slid deeper and deeper, hooking
to feel and stroke deep inside his slender young body. Robin felt a sudden
pressure, then ... Batman's finger moved and stroked in a particular way, and
Robin sobbed as he began to shoot his cum!


SPLISH!!! SPLAT!! went the first shot on the table, then three, four, five
more as Batman vigorously massaged the young teen boy's prostate, flexing
his finger deep inside the quivering boy's tight hole.


"Don't be alarmed, Robin, this is perfectly natural!"


"Batman! Ohhhhh!!!" the fourteen-year-old boy whined as his cock shot it's
last spurt of cum.


"Repeated stimulation of your prostate will cause that reaction, Boy
Wonder. Your body is producing a large amount of semen, more than boys your
age normally produce."


"Holy milked like a cow! Is that bad!?"


Batman chuckled and shook his head as he withdrew his finger and cleaned
it, then cleaned up Robin's thick ejaculate from the table. "Not at all,
Robin. Nothing to worry about. Turn around and sit back down."


Batman turned away as Robin re-adjusted himself on the table, then turned
back to the boy, cup in hand. He took Robin's penis firmly in hand and ran
his thumb over the underside to milk the last drops of cum from the boy's
still-rigid penis as Robin squirmed on the table.


"Now, since we are both uncircumsized, I need to show you the proper way to
clean yourself there," the Caped Crusader said, his thumb stroking Robin's
pulled-back foreskin. Then he slid the leather-covered digit over the boy's
straining red glans over and over, stroking the slippery crown until Robin
suddenly whimperd and shot his load again, this time the thick ropes of
teen jock cum arcing up to hit Batman in the chest, right over the
bat-symbol!


"Sorry, Batman, I can't control where it goes!" the masked boy said,
blushing.


Batman laughed softly and leaned in -- he held the back of Robin's head in
one hand and kissed the young boy deeply on the lips, holding it until
Robin's sweet soft lips parted and he could slip in his tongue. He kissed
his young ward for several long seconds, their mouths slipping back and
forth against each others, warm and wet and willing. Batman parted first
and resumed his formal stance. "It is okay, Boy Wonder, you're a young boy
and still learning many things. Soon you'll be able to have more control
over it; indeed, it will be something we'll be working on from now on,
every night. Self control is a very important discipline, Robin!"


"I understand, sir!" the youth nodded eagerly.


As they had kissed, Robin's penis had softened considerably, until the
youth was at five inches and a hair more; then Batman dipped Robin's cock
in the warm water and began to gently massage his large glans, where there
kid's foreskin had again slid down. "Always gently massage and clean your
foreskin like this, Robin; don't stick anything between it and your
glans-penis," Batman said as the boy looked down and nodded slowly.


"Now... this may feel odd, old chum," Batman said as he reached into his
utility belt and brought out a slightly distorted clean steel rod, which he
then gently inserted into the cumslit of the Boy Wonder's softening penis --
it rapidly filled out as Batman twirled the rod a little, Robin leaning
back on the table and moaning softly at the intense sensation. Batman then
sounded the boy cock for several minutes, slowly introducing the rod,
slowly turning it as Robin whimpered softly, then easing it in deeper until
the large knob on the end was the only thing showing. He slowly stroked
Robin's erect cock as the boy threw back his head, tears running down his
cheeks from the intense odd sensations, then Batman slowly withdrew the rod
from his ward's penis and sat it aside to be sterilized again. He then
wrapped his hand around Robin's erect cock and smoothly masturbated his boy
until the youth shot his cum again all over the towel Batman put down for
him.


"Your sexual functions seem perfectly fine, old chum. How often do you
masturbate, Robin?"


"Um, twice a day, at least, Batman...."


"I want you to make it a minimum of three times a day, and every time just
before we go out on patrol. Your costume makes an erection very, very
apparent and there is little you can do about it, unless you're already
drained your balls at least twice before putting on your uniform."


"Holy ounce of prevention, Batman, you're right! I hardly ever get hard on
patrol unless I've not been able to play with myself before! I don't know
why I didn't figure that out!?"


Batman laughed again and ruffled the young boy's hair. "You've done well,
Robin; tomorrow, we'll start working on your self-control. Tonight, though,
go check your utility belt! It's time to roll out, Boy Wonder!"


Robin slipped his skimpy little silk trunks back on and adjusted his still
semi-hard cock inside them, then ran off to leap into the Batmobile! Time
for action!


THE END