Date: Mon, 16 Dec 2019 14:38:59 -0500 From: Trevor Merlot Subject: Batman's New Robin - Chapter 2 Disclaimer: The following story is fictional based on characters owned by DC Comics, Inc. No copyright infringement is intended. This story will contain gay erotic content. If this type of writing offends you, do not read any further. Batman's New Robin Chapter 2 - Nice Work Oliver Queen. The name sounded familiar but I couldn't place it. I was sure I'd heard Bruce mention him before but his superhero alias escaped me. It's not like there was a book on everyone's code names and secret identities for me to study. I knew Clark Kent was Superman and Barry Allen was The Flash; Bruce was especially close with those two. For the most part, however, everyone else in the Watchtower was a mystery to me. When I returned to my room, my roommate was there sharpening a collection of arrows. He was an inch or two taller than me, slightly more built, with bright red hair. "You must be my roommate" I said. "I'm Dante" "Roy" he muttered, barely looking up at me. "Nice arrows," I said, trying to make conversation. He looked down at my swim trunks "Nice shorts" I was so distracted after seeing Oliver in the shower I had forgotten to change out of my trunks. I could feel my face starting to blush. "Oh yea, I was just in the showers so..." I thought about covering myself with a towel to take off the trunks but I already felt so prudish for wearing them to shower in the first place. I awkwardly just turned to face the wall and slipped out of them. Maybe it was my imagination but I swear I could see Roy staring at my ass out of the corner of my eye. He continued to sharpen his arrows. - An arrow zoomed past my head as I raced towards Roy, now clad in his hero uniform - head to toe red leather, sleeveless, that showed off his impressive arms. He was a bit intimidating when I met him the day before but this was different. Now I was Robin. When I put on the Robin suit an infallible courage takes over me, every single time. I flipped over Roy and whipped out my bo staff, swinging at him while simultaneously dodging his projectiles. Once I was in close range he somehow was able to fake me out. I swung right as he moved left and tripped me. I dropped the bo staff and fell to the floor on my back, his red arrow aimed directly between my eyes. "Nice work Roy", said Bruce over the intercom. He was watching from the second level booth, a glass room meant to supervise training sessions. He was dressed in his uniform but without his mask. "That's your new best time". "Thank you sir," Roy called up to Bruce before extending a hand to help me up. "Dante, you need to focus." Bruce said sternly. "I can tell you're distracted." "I'm not." I panted, looking up at Bruce through the glass. "I can do this. Let's go again" "Take 5. Gather yourself." Roy wiped the sweat off his brow, "What's got you all distracted?" "Nothing. I guess I'm just a little overwhelmed." "I get it. Joining the League is a big step." Roy leaned against the wall and sipped from his water bottle. "Want some?" he offered. I took the bottle from him and chugged. "Damn, thirsty huh?" he smiled. It was the first time I saw him smile and it caught me off guard. His strong demeanor instantly melted, his face became warm and friendly. I must have been staring too long. "What?" "Nothing" I tried to shake it off and change the subject. "So how did you get to be so good at archery?" "The boss man taught me. Green Arrow. I'm a sidekick like you." "I'm no sidekick. I'm Batman's partner." "Uh huh," he said mockingly before turning his attention to adjusting his bow. "The archery thing is pretty impressive." "Thanks." He lined up his bow and arrow and aimed at a target on the far wall, explaining his form and positioning to me. He released the arrow and it shot right into the center of the target. "Now you try," he handed me the bow and another arrow from his quiver. "Okay," I tried to mimic him but I guess I wasn't holding it right. "No, no. Like this," he got behind me and positioned his arms around mine to correct my form. I could feel his breath on my neck. "Take a deep breath. Aim." His hands over mine, he guided my aim to be right at the center of the target. I swear I could feel his package press a little into my ass. "And ... shoot." He released his grip and the arrow shot right next to his, in the center. I tuned my neck to see his face, inches from mine. "See, easy" he smiled. - Roy and I retreated to the locker room, spent. We opened our respective lockers and started stripping out of our uniforms. Shirts first. "So that was intense. Your boss doesn't fuck around." "No he does not," I agreed. Bruce had really pushed us. "How bout yours?" "Oliver's more laid back in general but he still takes his training seriously." It clicked in my mind. Oliver Queen is the Green Arrow. I chuckled under my breath. "What?" "Nothing, nothing. I just met Oliver yesterday. In the shower." "Oh yea?" Roy smiled. "You see how hung he is?" I swerved back to face Roy. "What??" I was sure I heard him wrong. "Who do you think's bigger?" Roy asked as he pulled his tight leather pants down mid thigh and his 8 inch erection popped out. "What the hell?" I stumbled back a bit in shock. Roy started cracking up. "Sorry man. The training gets me horned up. Every fucking time." He started to stroke himself right in front of me, like it was the most casual thing in the world. "I- uh.." I stuttered and turned back to face my locker, unsure how to react. "I'm bigger right?" he asked again. I sheepishly looked back at it. "Uh yea. I think you're bigger." The truth is it was hard to tell. I hadn't seen Oliver hard but he was probably a bit bigger than Roy. "Nice," he continued stroking and for some reason I couldn't take my eyes off it. "Don't just stare bro, whip yours out." "Huh?" "I can see you're hard" he pointed out my boner clearly pressing against my spandex. "C'mon. It's a bonding thing. Guys in the League do it all the time." I decided to throw caution to the wind and took out my 7 inch dick. We now stood only a few feet apart, our uniforms half off, chests glistening with sweat, dicks in hand. Roy stepped a little closer. He spit in his hand and used it to lube up his dick. I copied him. "You got a nice dick man," he said. "Thanks." We were pretty much aiming at each other's respective dicks, focused on our strokes. After a minute or two Roy reached out and grabbed mine. I inhaled sharply, startled. He stroked me up and down, without saying a word. His rough hand felt really good on my dick. Then he grabbed my hand and brought it to his dick. It was weird to touch another guy like this but of course I should return the favor. We stepped even closer together, our dicks almost crossing like swords. I could feel the heat coming off Roy's body. Roy spit down onto my dick. For some reason this was hot to me. I returned the favor and spit onto his. He looked deep into my eyes, slack jawed. "Fuck.." I let out a moan. "I'm getting close," he grunted. "Me too." He stepped even closer and smacked my dick onto his abs. Smack. Smack. Smack. "Fuck yea," I said. Why was this so fucking hot? "FUCK bro" he shouted, the sudden loudness of his voice was riveting. My knees felt weak. His left arm reached around my shoulder to pull me in closer, our foreheads now resting together. His breath on my face. His hand felt incredible. I stroked him faster. "UGHHH FUCK!" "Fuck yea Roy!" I cheered him on. "FUCK BRO!" he erupted, spurt after spurt of hot cum shot onto my chest and abs. His energy was so intense, so gruff and masculine. It sent me over the edge. "FUCK YEA" I shouted, shooting my load all over him. "Fucking hell," I panted. We took a moment to catch out breath. "Nice work," he playfully tapped his dick onto mine and smiled. I laughed. It felt so good to have release. I hadn't even realized how pent up I was until it all came out. "Wasn't expecting that," I said running my hand through my hair. "Me either," said another voice. Roy and I froze. There at the other end of the room was Bruce. --- If you enjoyed this story you can send feedback to trevormerlotxxx@gmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html