*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.
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