Date: Wed, 29 Jan 2020 11:16:09 -0500 From: Trevor Merlot Subject: Batman's New Robin Chapter 4 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 04 - Rumors Roy and I stumbled into our room, still boozy. I was in a haze of sexual heat. The only thing I knew for sure was that my dick was hard as a rock and Roy was feeling it over my pants all through the elevator ride. As soon as we got inside I plopped down on my bed and he fell to his knees. "You don't have to do this man" "Yea, I do" He unzipped me and my hard 7 inches popped out. "Fuck.." I whispered He lowered his mouth on it. Fuck, it felt so good. His warm lips glided over my cock, about halfway down and he rested there for a minute, getting used to the feeling. "Fucking hell Roy" I rubbed my hands over my face, overcome with the sensation. That's when I realized some of Roy's cum was still on my face. It was just a few minutes ago he had shot his load on me as Oliver pumped his down my throat. I absentmindedly started rubbing off his sticky cum and putting it in my mouth. What the fuck was happening to me? Roy started to pick up the pace, sucking my dick faster. I ran my hand through his red hair and started gently pushing him down. I wanted him to take it all the way. He gagged a little but didn't stop. After a minute my dick was firmly lodged in his throat. He looked up at me as if checking for approval. It was so cute. "That's so fucking hot dude" I knew Roy was good looking but I never realized how absolutely adorable he was until this moment. I grabbed his head and started fucking his mouth. "Fuck yea bro take my cock. Take that fucking cock!" I was in ecstasy. Now Roy really started gagging and pulled off. "Fuck. Take it easy man, it's my first time". "Sorry" I laughed. "You're good at that" "I'm fucking hard again," he said as he stood up and pulled his dick out. "Sucking my dick turn you on?" "Shut up" he grinned and pushed me onto the bed, before climbing up and straddling my chest, his big dick aiming for my face. He pushed in past my lips and started gently pumping, using my mouth to get off. "Damn that's good Dante" I moaned on his dick and jerked myself off under him. "Taste good?" "Mhmmm" "Suck my balls" he ordered, pulling his dick out and pushing his smooth low hanging sack in my face. His musk was strong and sexy as hell. I felt a little light headed. I started lapping at his balls like a hungry dog. "Fuck yes," he moaned and jacked his dick furiously as I sucked on his balls. "Can I cum in your mouth?" "Yea do it" I opened up and stuck out my tongue. "Fuck bro... beg for it" "Please Roy, I want it" What the fuck was I saying? "Yea you want it?" "Yea I want your load, man. Please..." "Fuck!!!" He moaned shooting his sperm into my open mouth. "Fuck brooo, you fucking slut.." "Shut the fuck up," I said as I swallowed his nut and pushed him down onto the other side of the bed. I climbed up on top and shoved my dick in his mouth. I started to really fuck his mouth now. "I'll show you who's the fucking slut." "Mmmmm!" Roy moaned. Watching my 7 inches pump his face was so sexy. His lips suctioned onto my dick, I knew he liked this just as much as I did. I pulled out and jerked off in front of his face. "Fuck yea shoot that load for me." "You're so sexy..." I let slip. I guess that was kind of gay to say but I couldn't help it. Roy is so handsome. I felt so on top of the world in that moment, as this absolute stud was right under my dick, encouraging me to shoot my load for him. "You're fucking sexy," he said, lust in his eyes. Now I was grinning. "Fuck I'm gonna cum man," "Cum for me" "Fuck!," I grunted. "Here it comes... FUCK!" I erupted, shot after shot of my seed blasted all over his face. I never felt like such a fucking MAN. "Fuck yea, bro" I grunted, coming down from my high. Roy licked some of it off his lips and smiled, "Damn." - The next few days were really busy so Roy and I didn't have a chance to talk about what happened. Bruce found out I had been drinking. Luckily that's all he found out about, but still - he wasn't happy about it. He cracked down on my training while Roy was busy elsewhere out in the field. "When can I hit the field?" "When you're ready," Bruce answered sternly. We were sparring now in the training room, both in our uniforms. "But I've been out in Gotham with you plenty of times. What's different now?" "The League is a team. You have to cooperate and listen. You're too impulsive." "I am not!" I lunged forward, it was admittedly a sloppy move but I was fed up with him always doubting me. He managed to flip me over and I fell onto the mat on my back, out of breath. "By the way," he said. "Clark wants to see you in his office." - Superman's office was on the top floor of the Watchtower, which I had never been to before. I was surprised to see that the entire floor was one long, decorated hallway that led to his office at the far end. There were no other rooms here. I was nervous. After that first time with Roy in the locker room I hadn't done anything in a public space, so I was pretty sure I wasn't getting in trouble for messing around. Nevertheless, when Superman calls you to his office, it's not a good feeling. I arrived at the door and knocked timidly. "Come in!" He called out. I entered the luxurious office, beautifully furnished with couches and a desk at the end, where Superman sat. His face was warm and friendly, just as it had been the day I met him. "Come in, sit down." I sat in the chair closest to his desk. "How are you Dante?" "I'm fine, sir". "You're not in trouble, you can relax. And please, it's Clark." I smiled, still a bit anxious but starting to relax. I noticed that the large glass window behind his desk was strangely overlooking Metropolis despite the Watchtower being in space. "Am I seeing things? How is that outside your window?" Superman laughed and pressed a button on a remote, which instantly dissipated the image of Metropolis and revealed the blackness of space outside. "It's an artificial window. It shows me Metropolis in real time." "Cool! Sort of like a live stream?" I asked. "Sort of," he said. "But it's more real. It's not a portal per se but I can feel some of the yellow sunlight through the image. It helps keep my energy up." "Wow, that's awesome!" He pressed the button and sunny Metropolis re-appeared. "Now, you're probably wondering why I called you here. Two reasons. The first being I wanted to congratulate you for all your progress." I brightened up more hearing him praise me. "I remember when Bruce first started training you, he would tell me all these stories about how hard you work and how determined you were to be Robin. And you've made great progress in your short time here. Bruce tells me you're training has been going great." It was strange to hear this because Bruce hardly ever praised me. "Thank you, sir, I mean Clark." "Of course. I wanted to speak with you sooner but I've been so busy." "No it's fine! I know you're a busy guy. I really appreciate it. You've been an idol of mine my whole life. It's really an honor to be here." Clark smiled, "Fantastic. Now, about the second thing." He cleared his throat before continuing. "I'm not sure if you've heard, but my wife Lois is pregnant!" "Wow congratulations!" I exclaimed. "Thank you! We're very happy. The problem is, her libido has taken a nosedive. It's practically non-existent. And as a Kryptonian, my body produces large amounts of semen, much more than a human male." Huh? Was I hearing correctly? "If I don't release some of it, it can negatively impact my health. I need to stay in tip top shape to be able to lead the Justice League, and be there for my wife when she needs me." "Oh.." I managed to say. "That's.. a problem." "Exactly. And I heard a rumor that you may have a talent for stimulating the male anatomy. So I was wondering if you would help me release every once in a while? You would be well rewarded, I assure you." Superman stood up and walked around the desk and stood in front of me. That's when I saw his massive bulge through his red trunks. I gulped hard and looked up at him. "Whatever you need, Clark." - If you enjoyed this story, you can send feedback to trevormerlotxxx@gmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html