Date: Tue, 13 Jun 2017 21:28:28 -0500
From: Ebon Artist <ebonart.gallery@gmail.com>
Subject: HOLY BATCOCK

*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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HOLY BATCOCK

Robin bounced down out of the elevator and into the Batcave, the young teen
boy already in his costume. He adjusted his skintight silk panties as
walked up to the main computer level. "Batman?" he said. It's close to time
for patrolling, his favorite activity besides fighting crooks. The plucky
fourteen-year=old youth looked around, eager and impatient.

Batman had been in front of the Bat computer, lingering over a few crime
scene images that probably were not suitable for the sensitive eyes of his
young ward. He wore his cowl, tights and utility belt, but was shirtless
and capeless for the moment, his broad muscular chest marked with dark hair
spread across his powerful torso.

"Here, old chum," he says, swiveling his chair and stepping up, trying not
to let his eyes linger too long on that pretty little body. Focus, Bruce.
"Are you ready for tonight?" he says.

Robin punched his fist into his opposite palm with a *smek* and grinned.
"You betcha! I can't wait!" he says, still smiling even as he tried to
adopt the more serious demeanor Batman had been telling him he should
cultivate. His strong coltish young body was wiry and sleek, his lithe form
hiding his strength and endurance, his skintight costume leaving little to
the imagination. His short canary-yellow cape swirled as he turned to the
computer. "Where first, tonight, Batman?"

Batman smiled and pushed up from the chair, brushing past and patting
lightly on one of those lithe young shoulders, "Eager lad. Well, we're
still trying to figure out this concoction Ivy's been leaving at her
robberies. Some sort of distraction spore," he says. He'd kept Dick out of
the crime scenes themselves - the spore had created orgiastic distractions,
people ripping their clothes off to get at one another. Of course, it's
possible he may have left a file or two open here or there on the desk.

"So we should stop by the crime scene and collect some samples before
routine patrol."

Robin nodded at once. The curious boy has indeed read the files and the
still-somewhat-naive youth was perplexed by some of the.. other samples and
descriptions, but it meant crimefighting and he was always up for that!
"Sure, Batman, let's go!" the teenager grinned, already vaulting over the
railing, somersaulting, and landing by the Batmobile.

Batman finished suiting up and soon they were in the Batmobile, speeding
across Gotham.

"Fair warning, I've brought filter masks just in case any of the spore in
question is still lingering about. I'm sure Ivy's moved on, but I don't
need our judgment compromised in the field," he says.

Soon, Batman pulled up outside the diamond exchange, well after dark, the
place left to just the two of them as he fires off a batline and moves to
help his partner climib up the side of the building.

Robin fires off his own line, walking close to Batman, brushing against him
now and again as they walk up the side of the building. Once there, the
lithe teen takes the filter mask and affixes it over his face, but in his
youthful haste doesn't strap it on tight enough, leaving two gaps... "OK
Batman!" he said as he checks his utility belt.


Batman would probably catch the mistake, if he wasn't distracted by the
closeness of the young man - and, in the process, leave his own mask
imperfectly strapped. They made their way through the window and into the
exchange, a luxurious place with large chaise lounges and plenty of
relaxation space, where the wealthy of Gotham can take their time and drink
wine while browsing the finest diamonds.
"Scrape surfaces, collect any chemical residue. I informed Gordon we'd be
here, so we should be undisturbed,' he says.

"Holy hunks of carbon, Batman, this sure is a fancy place," the Boy Wonder
says as he moves to collect the residue Batman indicates, carefully
sweeping the fine dust into a packet, sealing it, and prepping another one.
As he moved from spot to spot, he began to feel warm, and he paused.

Then he went to one knee as he spots some residue on the floor, and the
motion of his skintight silk trunks over his soft young cock is... he
winced, and felt his young teenboy cock fill out slowly until it pressed
against his leg. Holy inappropriate erections! And at a crime scene!

Gosh, Batman can't see this... the Boy Wonder thought, and slid his gloved
hand carefully to move his cock in his tight trunks, hoping another
location might reduce his... excitement. It does the opposite, though...

Batman felts his own hormones start to rush to the surface quickly. He
realized his protection has been compromised and kept himself turned away
from Robin as he felt his prick, all bloated and swollen, stretching inside
of his codpiece.

"What...what kind of progress are you making, Robin?" he managed to ask in
a shaky voice, feeling the intense throb in his balls as the spore made the
already repressed man horny beyond belief.

Robin eyes are closed as he adjusts his penis inside his tight trunks.
"Doing OK, Batman!" he grinned, but then a tremble of need and desire ran
over the horny young teen boy, making him stand and stumble against a case,
sending up an almost invisible puff of Ivy's strange fungal spores.

The boy breathed them in deeply because of his mistake, and after a few
seconds a soft strangled cry comes from the young hero. "B-batman?!" he
whined, leaning against a case.

Batman turned and, seeing that stumble, moved quickly, setting aside his
owwn evidence case and moving to kneel and offer his shoulder for support,
"Robin!" he cried, catching a hand on the boy's slender hip and pulling the
lad against his chest, "It's okay, what happened, tell me," he said. He
felt his other hand dangerously closes to cupping the boy's tight young
ass, his own cock throbbing at even that contact.

Robin turned and moved against Batman's body, the powerful adult muscles
like cables against his lean form, and so his young cock, trapped and
tenting his soft silk trunks, is pressed firmly against Batman's hard cock,
sliding slowly against it, the boy gripping Batman's cape. "I feel.. really
hot and funny..." he said, his length moving against Batman's equally
trapped cock.

Robin whimpered, unable to stop himself, his hips pumping his trapped
length against Batman's body.

Batman felt that tension and knew he should resist it, should get into his
zen state and discard these emotions, these feelings. But he'd wanted Robin
so badly already, so this is just playing into the needs he already had.
"Robin, it's...the spores, they've triggered you...sexually. We need to
either...find an antidote or find...release..." he says, his own prick
hypersensitive as the length of him teases against his sidekick's, laying
his cowled forehead against the Boy Wonder's.

Robin panted softly as he moved his length against Batman's hot hard cock,
the teen boy moaning softly as he did so, lost in his seething hormones.
Oh. Now.. now some of those pictures made a LOT more sense... he blinks.
"H-holy hothouses, Batman, wh-what do you mean, release?" he says, looking
up wide-eyed at the caped crusader. He's not THAT naive - he's certainly
played with himself enough over the last few years - but this situation has
him all hot, bothered, and confused.

Batman considered explaining, but this is no time for a lecture. Action
will provide more help than words. And so he reaches down and tugs on those
silken shorts, yanking them down until his ward's horny young cock spills
into his hand. He grips it, wrapping a hand around and starting to stroke
and milk at that young pole, "It means that we both need to cum, Robin.
Maybe more than once. If we don't, the spore will drive us mad."

Robin's gasp of surprise turned into a soft shuddering moan as the cool
leather gloved hand slid over, wrapped, and began to milk his sleek young
boycock, the trembling sidekick giving a high soft cry as he feels his
mentor's hand masturbate him. He freezes as Batman strokes his length,
unable to breathe, then...

"H-holy horndogs, Batman!" the Boy Wonder exclaims and swallows, knowing
his duty - protect his partner. So despite the teen's intense sexual heat,
he reached and undid the hidden seam built into Batman's trunks, and let
the man's massive erect penis slide out into his hand. Tentatively, the
boy's leather-gloved hand begins to stroke and caress that thick length.

"Like this, Batman?" he says in a quiet voice, having never seen his
partner so erect before, never held an adults thick length before. "Gosh
Batman, you're so big.."
Batman gave a low, animalistic groan as he felt that supple young hand
tugging at his cock. He rarely allowed others to pleasure him, usually
treating his orgasms as a necessity more than something to indulge, just
another impediment to his focus.
But he couldn't deny how good it felt to have Dick's hand on his prick, the
strokes going up and down, rewarding the boy hero with thick streams of
precum as he finds himself leaning close, "You'll get there...kid," he
says, with a low groan, "Ungh, we can't leave...DNA behind...put your mouth
on my cock to catch my spill," he whispers.

Robin's leather gloved hand is suddenly slick with precum, and the Boy
Wonder nodded at the wisdom of this. No matter what happens, there this one
constant in the universe: Batman Knows Best. So the young teen knelt and
slid his soft shell-pink lips over the man's large glans, shivering a bit
at the taste of the precum, and then using his tongue and lips to
completely and thoroughly clean the large crown. Finally he pulled back and
looked up.

"Am I doing this right, Batman?" he says, wiping his mouth on the back of
his glove.

Batman gasped at the feeling, the sensation of his young ward, still mostly
a child, suckling away at his cock. POWW!!! He splurted wet precum over
that pink little tongue, smearing it all around. When he pulled back,
Batman reaches down and cupped his chin, leaning down to impulsively kiss
the boy on the mouth, tasting his own salt, "Yeah, you do that very, very
well, Boy Wonder," he groans, urging his sidekick back to sucking his cock.

Robin's mouth is all dripping with precum, and he leaned into the kiss,
shivering from the contact and the drug all at once, then he eagerly goes
back to licking, sucking, and stroking his mentor's penis. He shifted on
the floor, and his own hard cock spurts some pre on the floor.

"Batman.. I .. I left some.. I need.. to clean it up.." he says as he
continues to lick and suckle the man's glans, tongue teasing and parting
his cumslit to drink more salty thin precum.

Batman groaned "Then I'll have to use another hole to catch my mess," he
said. He rolled down those shorts and turned the Boy Wonder onto all fours,
positioned him so that he was on his hands and knees, "Lick up your mess,
Dick," he moaned, using a gloved hand to tease over that asshole, sinking a
finger into that tight young backside and getting ready to shove his dick
in the young hero, reached around to grip that young cock hard and firm.

Trembling with his sexual need, the horny teen boy eagerly bent to lick up
his own pre from the floor.. then his head came up and he gasped as he felt
the touch of the man's thick crown on his pink little pucker. "H-holy
backdoors, Batman.. what are you doing?" the fourteen-year-old boy said,
his voice high and scared, but.. this is his mentor, his best friend, the
nearest thing he has to a father.. Batman would never ever hurt him, but..
he's so big..

Batman's thick precum smeared all over that pink little pucker, the hero
groaning at the sight of that hot little ass. "How do you like the taste of
your...juice?" he asks, finding himself starting to sink into that horny
young ass, pleasure and pain mingling into one as he started to rock back
and forth, delving his prick into the boy's ass. Neither knew that, if they
cum under the influence of the spore, they'll forever carry some of its
taint, addicted to the need to fuck on a regular basis.

Robin sobbed in pain and pleasure. "I love it, Batman...I.. UUGHHH!!!" the
youth moaned as he took his mentor's cock, spreading his long bare legs
even more as Batman slid into his tight, tight young ass, the heat.. Robin
shivered as he pushed back, feeling the man fill him, feeling him so strong
and... suddenly Robin whined and spurted more precum onto the floor.

"Ughh UGGHHH!" the Boy Wonder cried out, then bent to lick up his mess, his
eyes behind his black leather mask unfocussed in his pleasure.

Batman tugged on Robin's hair, pulled on it roughly as he started to work
in shallow, hungry thrusts, fucking his way into that horny young ass, "Oh
fuck, yes, Robin, fuck, your ass feels so good," he pants, having purely
lost himself in raw, animal fuckneed. He drew almost all the way back and
then slammed home, working his way deeper and deeper into that hole, his
hand tugging and milking that young dick and making ever more mess to lick
up, "Ungh, do you...do you like it when I fuck you, Dick?"

Robin gave himself over to the powerful man completely, the spores ruling
his mind, his lean young body just a toy to be fucked and used. "Batman, I
love it," he whined, flexing his muscle around the rock-hard invader. "Oh
holy hotness, Batman, please fuck me, fuck my teenboy hole, sir!" he
groaned, begged, sobbed as he tok the massive Batcock deep inside his body.
His young length spurt out more shots of precum.

Batman isn't holding back now, isn't being coy or resisting. He's given
over utterly to fucking his 'son' with all his might, his fat cock plowing
back and forth in that forbidden, tight young hole. He gripped that slender
cock and worked it as his own pounded into the Boy Wonder's hole, grunting,
"Ungh, fuck, fuck, I've wanted to fuck you for so long, Dick, oh god, I
love being inside your little ass," he gasps.

"I.. I..." Robin moaned helplessly as his strong young body took the man's
cock over and over, until finally the young hero bit his lip. "I.. I think
I'm going to cum, sir! I can't stop it!

Batman shuddered, "Do it, boy, do it, cum for me, cum, make a filthy mess,
show me how much you love getting fucked!" he cried, bent over Robin's back
as he humped, fucking his long, thick shaft in and out of that backside as
he feels his own orgasm rising, not caring for anything now but the
pleasure of fucking the young hero beneath him.

Robin gave a cry of pleasure and shot his cum, both from being stroked and
just the pure intense pleasure of being fucked hard and strong. The youth
clawed at the tile floor, sobbing as he pumped out rope after rope of
teenboy spunk onto the floor of the Diamond Exchange. "Oh Batman! Sir! Oh
fuck my birdboy ass, sir!" the boy muttered, lost in his intense orgasm.

Batman's driven over the edge as he feels that hot ass clamping down on his
cock, sucking and milking at him until he starts to erupt, "Fuck yes, fuck
yes, take my fucking load, oh FUCK!" he cries, the Batcock beginning to
pour thick, hot geysers of sperm down into that asshole, his hand gripping
and wanking that young boy cock to make that mess get everywhere.

Robin whined softly as his ass is used for the first time, then the Boy
Wonder slid forward and off the man's thick length. He sat up on his knees
and reaches to finger his behind, shivering.

"Oh.. oh.." he whined softly. "Oh Batman.." He began to shiver as thick
loads of batcum ran out of him, trickling over his thighs and making a mess
on the floor.

Batman grasped his ward's hair and guided his face back to his cock,
rubbing his messy, cummy shaft all over the boy's hot soft mouth, having
not lost an ounce of hardness. Maybe it's the spore, maybe it's simply all
the pent-up lust for the acrobat boy kneeling in front of him, "Lick my
fucking cock, pretty boy. Batman's not done with you yet," he teased.

"Sir, yes, sir!" the young soldier in the war on crime said as he tried to
clean up Batman's cock, the man's talk making him quiver in anticipation
and a need to serve. He was still so dizzy, vaguely knowing the spores were
to blame but at the same time... he had fun regardless, licking his way up
and down the shaft, his soft pearl-pink lips parting as he licks and kisses
the cum away - then he slides his warm tight mouth over the crown again,
nursing on his mentor's large batcock until he fell asleep.

Finally purged from the poisons, Batman picked up Robin in his strong arms
and carried him to the Batmobile. "Sleep tight old chum," he said as they
roared back to the Batcave. Batman hoped he could use the spores in their
bloodstream to find a cure. Else wise, keeping up with the horny young boy
was going to kill him.

END