Disclaimer: I don't own any of the DC comics characters. This is a work of fiction. All rights and stuff go to them except for the characters that I make.
A Little Recap: I nervously walked up to him, letting my body slide between his knees. I reached up and lightly slid the mast away, revealing what I had thought. Bruce Wayne was indeed Batman. So now, there I was looking into the eyes of Bruce Wayne from the chin up, but Batman from the chin down.
"Wow. So this explains a lot."
I smiled, but I could tell was a little nervous.
"So can you forgive me?" ************************************************************
********** Chapter 3: Forgiveness & Love
I thought about, could I forgive him for his actions last night. I've been hurt worse, and this was the once in a lifetime excuse for what happened. I stared out the window watching the slow droplets of water slam into the glass. In their own way they helped me make my decision,
"Well I guess I have too."
He grabbed me and kissed me, pulling my onto the table. Grinding into me,
"I wanted to do this last night so bad, but I can't forget my duty to Gotham."
"Trust me I understand."
Flashbacks of the two thugs in the alley, entered into my mind. As I was getting comfortable, Alfred's voice came from around the corner, scaring the crap out of me. It frightened me so bad I rolled off the table and fell onto the floor, hitting my butt.
"Owww."
Alfred ran up to me,
"Oh Master Olivera, my apologizes. I didn't expect you to be here."
Bruce was lightly laughing,
"Are you alright."
"No I think I bruised my butt. It's not funny."
When the two of them started to laugh, I found the humor in it and managed to smile. Alfred turned to leave, while Bruce got off that table and picked me up. He was carrying me up a winding staircase and finally as we reached a door that led to a dark room, Bruce let me down. The sound of the door shutting, made me jerk a fraction, but as the light came on, it revealed a bedroom. Bruce's sweet voice whispered in my ear,
"This is my bedroom."
He was still wearing his costume, the mask dangling behind him. As he walked around the room, I got a look at its contents. There was a huge sleigh bed that took up the rear wall and towards the left was another room, which was probably the bathroom, but I was engrossed with the bed. It was Mt. Everest compared to my little bed.
I was lost in my thought when I heard Bruce's voice come from behind. I felt his hands wrap around my waist.
"Do you mind staying the night with me?"
I turned my head and let his mouth touch mine. When I pulled away, he turned me all the way around so that I was facing him.
"I take that as a yes."
He led me to the bed and as I laid back against the soft pillows, I watched as he began to get undressed. I quickly lifted up,
"May I?"
My smile was mischievous, but soon his was just as naughty. Bruce climbed up onto the bed and let me slowly remove his utility belt, and with a little help, I lifted the clasp and unhooked the golden yellow strap. He placed it onto the nightstand next to the bed. I than proceeded to remove his gloves, and lifted his hand, placing a finger in my mouth and sucking on it, listening to him lightly moan.
After I removed his finger, I slid down and unzipped his boots. Bruce placed the pair of gloves and boots next to the night stand as well. I watched as he looked at me with a strange expression, as I placed his mask back on.
"Oh no please Batman, I won't be a bad boy ever again."
I figured I could get some fun out of this and watched as he smiled, picking up on my naughty role playing. In his dark, husky Batman voice he responded,
"You're going to pay for what you did. You know the punishment for your crimes."
"I'm sorry, it won't, happen again."
He playfully tackled me, letting most of his weight rest on his legs,
"Indeed it won't, I'm going to teach you a lesson."
"Oh Mr. Batman, punish me.nice and slow."
"You can count on that."
I lifted his mask and undid the snaps holding it onto his chest plate. As he let it fall to the floor, he stood up and turned around, revealing the zipper that went from the nape of the neck to the base of his butt. I got up as well and slid the black silk underwear down and as he stepped out of them, I saw the bulge looking my right in the eye. I could feel my mouth watering.
Next, I unzipped the back of the suit and as he pulled it off, I got to see all the muscle, and more. The last thing was his lycra pants. I pulled them down and as he stepped out of those, he whispered,
"My turn."
So I stood there as he slid my shoes off and unbuttoned my shorts, letting them fall to the floor. He lifted my shirt off and let it fall to the floor as well. As he kneeled down to remove my underwear, he seemed untraced with my body.
"You have the most beautiful skin."
After he pulled my underwear off, we slid into his bed together, and I felt his hardness pressing against my thigh. It was at that moment that I lost all control,
"Bruce I want you to have your way with me."
He looked at me with a hunger in his eyes, which made me all the hornier.
"Are you sure?"
"Man handle me, it's been over a year and a half. I just really."
"Say no more."
With that, he forcefully grabbed my arms and pulled me into his chest. He started kissing me roughly, making me moan out.
"The room is sound proof, so no worries."
"Good to know."
As I felt his cock touch my stomach, I reached down and grabbed onto it. He took a quick breath and started moving his hips. I could see the sweat starting to glisten off his chest and begin to run down, towards his bellybutton. I leaned forward and licked the salty droplet. The taste made my skin sizzle and finally when Bruce lowered his head deep under the covers, I felt the warmth of his mouth caressing my cock. I screamed out his name,
"BRUCE.OH MY BRU.CE."
When I managed to open my eyes I could see the blanket bobbing up and down, but I didn't want to see material moving so I grabbed the blanket and pulled it away. Bruce looked up at me, with his mouth full of me. I smiled and I felt his tongue swirl over the head, and I felt my eyes roll in the back of my head.
Finally, when he lifted off me, I was a little lightheaded, but I didn't let that stop me. I lustfully pushed him onto the floor and saw his girth, it was an easy 9 « inches, but who's measuring. I looked at it and when I licked the tip, I heard Bruce light whimper. I took that as a sign to continue so I lowered my lips and took a few inches. I felt the head touch the back of my throat, so I backed off a little. When I looked at Bruce he had his head back, so he clearly didn't mind.
It was a few minutes that I dipped up and down, feeling Bruce's heartbeat through the veins along the shaft. When I pulled off he looked up at me,
"Are you okay?"
"I want you in me. I need it now."
He smiled as I turned on my side. He stood up and ran to the nightstand, quickly opening and then closing the drawer. He came back with a small bottle of lube, and when he slid down next to me, I felt his fingers, slide between my ass. My breathing quicken in pace. At first it stung for a slit second, but then all I felt was a warming sensation. He started probing me and after I felt the third finger, he pulled out.
"Are you ready?"
"Please.do it."
With that, I felt the head of his dick, pressing against my waiting hole. I pushed back, letting him enter me. There was another slight sting, but then another flow of warmth. It seemed to be a few minutes before he was all the way in and when he whispered into my ear, I reminded him again that I wanted him. He started pushing and pulling in a systematic flow, and then as if his engine got another dose of fuel, he picked up the pace. He started ramming me, and every time he pushed on my prostate, making me want to cum.
He reached around and placed his hand under my chin, lightly turning my head in his direction. As I looked into his eye, he looked into mine, and it was as if he was peering into my soul. At one point I quivered and he abruptly stopped,
"Are you okay?"
"MmHmm."
He picked up pace once more and I felt a sudden flow of ecstasy shoot out of me, and that wasn't the only thing that shot. After a few more minutes, I felt him tense up.
"Give it to me. Fill me up."
And with that he pushed hard, one last time, filling me with his seed. With every shot, I felt like I was going to explode from pleasure. After we caught out breath, he pulled out,
"You turn. I want you in me."
"Okay."
He turned onto his side after handing me the bottle of lube. I squeezed some of the jell onto my fingers and reached down. He lifted his leg, allowing me easier access. I slid in one finger, then two and finally stopped at three. He pulled my leg between his, and as I felt my head, push against his rosebud, he pushed all the way.
"Oh my.Bruce are you okay?"
"It hurts, but what's pleasure without a little pain."
We waited a few moments, before I began pulling out and then pushing in. He grabbed for my arm and starting kissing me harder, as I was pumping him harder. He moaned into my mouth, as I gave him my all. He helped with the rhythm, letting his hips swirl in a circular fashion. We continued for a few more minutes, before I told him that I was close. I could feel my ball tighten.
"Give me it all. I want your cum."
I had no problem granting his request, and as I plowed into him one last time, I felt the lightheaded sensation as the cum shot out of me and into him. His cheeks tightened as if milking me of all I had. We laid there, forcing air into our lungs, and finally when we decided to detach, I heard the slick noise as I slid out of him.
When I stood up, I felt his cum start to leak out of me and run down my leg. Before I could wipe it up, Bruce lifted and licked his cum up my thigh and let his tongue enter my hole.
"Ohh.Bruce you're going to make me cum again, and I don't I have any left."
"I'm sure you do, but I agree we should clean up and get some sleep."
***Thank you for all you sweet comments. I tried to get to them all. I know this was a short chapter, but I think it's what people were wanting. Chapter 4 coming coon..