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In this story, I have continued the adventures of Batman, my Batman, which his story first began in "Tales of a Real Dark Knight" in the Boy Band section of this archive. It spanned 250 chapters. You will find many universes merging, as the above copyrights reveal. I hope you all enjoy this.
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Chapter 34 Nobody Wants To Be Lonely
Lance, as he had done so many times before, told his children it was time for bed. 'Just like it always was,' he thinks to himself. 'Eric out playing the hero while I put our children to bed. I know what I did was wrong. Hurting him was the last thing on my mind. But I wanted to feel like I belonged somewhere. Truth is, Eric moved with his life. He had a clear purpose. And he reached it. My purpose was music, entertaining. I wanted to do that for the rest of my life. But it didn't work that way. NSYNC broke up and we went our separate ways. I tried being part of Eric's life. But I could never truly belong. Never.
Now, I don't know what is going to happen. My life is still in limbo. I have no direction. And my life with Eric is probably destroyed because of what happened. Do I deserve that? Sure. But is there any way that I can fix it and make things right? I don't know.'
Preston went down the hall and around the corner to his room. He readied himself for bed and crawled underneath the covers. As he lay in his bed, he thought about the last few weeks and how his life was changing. He was meeting people that, had it not been for his parents, he would never have known. He may never have known about his abilities as being special had it not been for people who were already 'special'.
He enjoyed working alongside Ryan. Ryan seemed to accept him for what he was, even though they appeared to be two completely different individuals. Ryan, for one, was tall and gangly, with disheveled hair. Preston kept himself more clean-cut. Maybe, if he proved himself, all of them would accept him as an equal: Clark, Diana, all of them. He hoped that, perhaps, he would be able to work alongside them and be counted as one of them.
Sarah lay in her bed tossing and turning. Her dream was so real to her. She was in her room, the only one home, and a voice rang out in her mind and filled the room...
Sarah opened her eyes and found herself in a dark room. A window was the only source of light and she moved toward it, looking through it to see where she was. Suddenly a voice came out of nowhere.
"There you are in a darkened room, and you're all alone looking out the window. Your heart is cold and lost the will to love, like a broken arrow. Here I stand in the shadows..."
"In the shadows," Sarah repeated.
"Run to me. Come to me. Can't you see that..."
They spoke the next in unison.
"Nobody wants to be lonely. Nobody wants to cry. My body's longing to hold you, so bad it hurts inside. Time is precious and it's slipping away, and I've been waiting for you all my life. Nobody wants to be lonely, so why..."
"Why?" Sarah repeated again.
"Why don't you let me love you?"
Sarah sensed this was the being he spoke to her in her dreams before, the man who was shrouded in mystery. Something about him intrigued her. She wasn't sure what it was, but she felt drawn to him.
"Do you hear my voice? Do you hear my thoughts? It's a serenade so your heart can find me. And suddenly I'm flying down the stairs into your arms, baby."
"Before I start going crazy," the voice called out. "Run to me."
"Run to me," Sarah again repeated.
Together, both said, "Cause I'm dying."
The man repeated, "Nobody wants to be lonely. Nobody wants to cry."
"Don't wanna cry," repeated Sarah.
"My body's longing to hold you."
"I'm longing to hold you."
"So bad it hurts inside. Time is precious and it's slipping away and I've been waiting for you all of my life. Nobody wants to be lonely, so why..."
"Why, why don't you let me love you?" Sarah asked.
"I want to feel you near me."
"Feel you near me, just like the air you breathe."
"Breathe air. I need you here in my life."
"Don't walk away! Don't walk away! Don't walk away, don't walk away! No, no, no, no...Nobody wants to be lonely. Nobody wants to cry. My body's longing to hold you, so bad it hurts inside. Time is precious and it's slipping away and I've been waiting for you all of my life. Nobody wants to be lonely...."
The voice faded as Sarah sat up in a cold sweat. Getting up, she went to her door and opened it, looking out the window. She went around the corner to the bathroom and washed her face. After drying her face, she went down the stairs to the patio and stepped outside.
Catman sat on a tree branch and watched the blonde girl standing near the water. His heartbeat quickened and his mind became overwhelmed at the sight of her. She walked to the water and looked down at the reflection of the moon. Then she looked up to the moon and whispered, "Daddy, come home soon." Turning, she entered the house and locked the door to the house.
The cause of Catman's rapid heartbeat changed from reaching out to Sarah to anger toward the man she labeled her father. "He's not your father, Sarah," he whispered. "I'll prove it to you. He's a dangerous being and needs to be put down."
Randy lay in his bed in the penthouse apartment his parents owned. He thought about the Dark Knight and how the mystery excited him. 'I'll bet he's gorgeous underneath that mask.'
Vividly, the image of Batman appeared in his mind. He imagined approaching Batman and pulling the mask up off the Dark Knight's mouth revealing full lips. Leaning forward his lips connected with the Dark Knight's and they kissed. His tongue forced the masked man's mouth open and prodded the inner flesh. Batman's tongue met his and danced with it in his mouth.
Randy reached down and caressed his hardening cock as the imagery played out. Pre-cum had already surfaced and flowed down his thick shaft.
In Randy's mind, Batman reached down and pulled Randy's shirt off. Kneeling in front of the youth, he took Randy's nipple in his mouth and bit down sending both pain and pleasure through the young man. His gloved hands found Randy's belt buckled and opened his pants, dropping them to the floor. His mouth caressed the young man's cock through the white briefs. Batman's saliva and Randy's pre-cum wet the fabric and made it transparent so Randy's large cock was easily visible. Batman's fingers reached inside the garment and pulled them down causing Randy's cock to flop out and smack back against the young man's stomach. His tongue emerged and ran up the length of the shaft collecting the pre-cum on the tip.
Randy ran his finger up and collected the pre-cum on his fingertip and brought it to his mouth to taste. He reached down with his left hand and cupped his large balls in his hand and massaged them as his right hand grasped his cock at the base and slowly jerked it.
Batman inhaled Randy's dick and slowly bobbed his head taking the entire length in his mouth. His tongue came out and caressed the underside of the shaft and licked at the balls when he went down deep. Then, he pulled off and replaced his mouth with his hand. His tongue moved down the shaft and caressed the young man's balls. His mouth sucked in one of Randy's balls and massaged it in his mouth. Tugging on it a little, Batman then released it and took in the other one.
Randy moaned in pleasure.
Then, Batman's tongue rand down and caressed his hole.
Randy's fingers moved down and caressed his hole.
Batman's tongue darted in and out as he slowly jacked Randy. Standing up, he picked up the youth and laid him on the bed. His own dick was now visible and he positioned it against Randy's hole.
"Fuck me," Randy whispered.
Batman smiled and nodded as his dick forced its way into Randy's ass. The tightness of Randy's ass squeezed on his cock causing every movement to send waves of pleasure between both of the men.
Randy's fingers entered deep inside himself, and he slowly finger-fucked himself.
Randy's head banged against the bed as Batman increased his pounding. In a short amount of time, Randy was cumming, shooting his load all over his chest and stomach. He felt Batman spasm inside him, then slump against his body, getting Randy's cum all over the black suit. Batman kissed him full on the lips and then whispered, "I love you."
"I love you, too, Batman," Randy muttered out loud to an empty room. He reached down and wiped the cum, then licked his fingers cleaning himself off. He got up and grabbed a pair of underwear on the floor, wiped the wetness off his stomach; then went to his balcony, where he opened the door and went outside. Looking up at the night sky, he imagined that Batman was there with his arms around him, wrapping his cape around his nude body, keeping him warm.
"I want to spend the rest of my life like this," he muttered, with you keeping me safe.
'What about how I look under this mask?' the imaginary Batman asked.
"I don't care how you look under the mask. I know who you are as a person. You care about people. You're strong and important. Plus you look hot in the costume."
'Thank you. You look hot in clothes and out of clothes.'
The imaginary Batman ran his hands down Randy's bare chest and stomach to his flaccid cock. His gloved hand caressed it, bringing it back to life as he also massaged the young man's balls.
"But we just had sex," Randy muttered.
'I know. But I love watching you shoot your cum all over the place. You look hot when you have an orgasm. And I love giving you pleasure. It makes me cum just touching and pleasuring you.'
"Do you want to make me cum again?"
'You know I do.'
"Then make me cum, stud. Work my cock."
Randy's hand jerked his hardening dick imagining it was Batman doing it. His dick came to full attention and he pictured himself leaning back against the black material and Batman's cape enveloping them.
"Fuck, yeah," Randy said as his climax neared and he shot another load, only this time not so much. He caught it in his hand and imagined it was Batman's gloved hand which caught his seed.
Batman raised his hand to Randy's mouth and Randy licked his own cum from Batman's glove. He devoured it all and licked the hand clean.
"I never get tired of doing it with you," Randy whispered.
'I never tire of giving it to you.'
Randy then turned and entered his room. He closed the door and locked it. Then, he climbed into bed and lay down; imagining Batman was lying with him to keep him warm and safe.
To Be Continued...