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Wet dreams come true	By : Shayanne Category: DC Verse Cartoons > The New Adventures of Batman Views: 4307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Wet dreams come true
- 2-Troublemaker
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Troublemaker
After a long night’s work, the dynamic duo returns home to Bruce Wayne’s manor. Bruce slowly removes his suit as Tim, way ahead of him, slips into his briefs and slides under the satin covers. Bruce, hearing the ruffling of the sheets of his bed pauses from his undressing routine.
“What do you think you’re doing?” He growls, slowly rotating and shifting his gaze towards his partner in justice....on his bed.
“I’m going to sleep obviously. I have a test in the morning and-“
“No, no. “He approaches the bed and gestures Robin to get off, shooing him off the mattress. He pulls the covers towards the side, revealing Tim’s slender body. He then points towards the door, emotionless.
“Your bedroom is across the hall. I strongly advise you get to it.”
“But-“
“NO buts, Tim. Go on”
Defeated, but not in any manner surprised, Tim lazily gets up from Bruce’s oversized bed completely naked safe for his briefs. He widened his puppy eyes and puckered his lips in a pout. It was his last antic, the last trick up his sleeve to make Bruce change his mind and take him then and there. But Bruce’s gloved finger was still steadily pointing towards the door. Bruce had grown immune to the boy’s antics over the past months. Tim should have known better, he thought to himself as he slowly walked out the room in a slump.
Their relationship was in an indecisive state. It’s not that it was a one sided relationship, far from that. They had a very sensual encounter several months before and both of them were equally into one another. The problem resided in Moral and legal hardships. And knowing how Bruce is a stickler for the rules, he continuously tried to push Tim away. But overcoming his desires wasn’t easy. It took every ounce of will in him to not rape his partner sprawled on his bed day in and day out. But then again, you can’t rape the willing. And that was the root of all Bruce’s problems - the boy. The boy’s crush on him, his persistence, his determination... This boy would lead him to his eventual ruin. Not only was he underage, no, if only that were the least of his problems. If word ever got out that the CEO of Wayne Enterprises was fucking a 16 year old boy, his image would deteriorate, his company crumble and a good number of his years spent in jail for bedding a minor. Not only that, but Tim was also Robin, his partner in crime fighting. To this day not much have altered in their night-time activities against evil, but there’s no telling what could happen, what their enemies could do if they knew...It would be a new weakness for Batman. Tear the boy apart, and you tear the bat apart. But who was he kidding; he was blindly, hopelessly in love with him. No matter what, he was doomed - In his personal life, and in his alter ego’s night life. Both were condemned with the pleasures of the flesh....oh boy.
He smuggled himself under the sheets. He could still smell a faint trace of Tim. “Tim...” he grunted, soft and low. The silkiness the sheets against his bare skin made him shudder. Tossing and turning, something kept him from falling asleep, but he had a mild idea of what it could be. He reached down between his legs, and surely enough, there it was, straining against his boxers and staining them with precum. Only Tim gave him hard-on’s like this. He cursed the very day he took him in as orphan. He began stroking himself under the sheets, panting, huffing. Too distracted to notice a young boy’s weight being added on the bed, closing in on him. Tim slowly whispers in his ear;
“I can help you with that...” followed by his tender hand running up his broad and defined chest, fingertips brushing against his hardened nipples. Tim then playfully licked Bruce’s inner ear.
Bruce’s eye lids opened wide, realizing by the intensity of his senses and the lingering moisture in his ear that this wasn’t a typical wet dream.
“Tim...?”
“Shhhhh........”
Tim straddled Bruce’s wide and sturdy body, and leaning forward, started nibbling the lobe of the older man’s ear. He rocked his hips against Bruce’s crotch, earning him a couple of well merited moans. Bruce instinctively grabbed each half of Tim’s bare ass and squeezed his ass cheeks, pulling him closer. He arched his back to maximize contact and friction. He exhaled a long hearty moan. This was satisfying. He could never give this up.
“Don’t move...”
Tim slid down from his straddled positioning and traveled further below Bruce’s waistline, dragging his hands along his defined muscles and leaving a trail of wet kisses along his treasure line. Bruce dug his head further back in his pillow and gasped. He loved this part. Tim keeps telling him that he was his first, but he was certain the boy learned his oral skills elsewhere. There was simply no way such a young boy could know how to pleasure him on such a grand scale without experience. Bruce was driven into insanity as his cock was engulfed in Tim’s cavernous mouth. A sharp moan escaped his lips. Tim’s lips tightened around his shaft, similarly as would his anus would, and bobbed his head erratically on Bruce’s dick. Tim had also dampened his fingers with saliva before hand and began penetrating himself as he sucked his lover off, prepping himself for Bruce. He sucked until he sensed Bruce was nearing his limit and pulled away once he was jerking his hips too violently. He climbed back on Bruce’s hips and straddled them. Bruce grabbed his arms and reached up to kiss him. He crushed his lips on the boy’s mouth, completely drunk from pleasure. Tim pushed him down while returning the kiss equally as trashy.
“Want to fuck me, Bruce?”
“Yes...” he responded without thinking twice. He was entirely entranced by Tim’s ministrations. He could have
asked him to jump off a cliff and he would have complied, for all he knows. He observed Tim grabbing hold of his enormous erection and placing the tip at the entrance between his buttocks. He was going to ride him. Tim had never ridden him before. He licked his lips in anticipation and placed his hands on the youth’s slender hips, easing him down onto his aching cock. Tim used Bruce’s stiff shoulders as support and stared into Bruce’s eyes through his heavy eye lids, long lashes and unruly ebony bangs.
“I love you...”
Just as he said those words, Bruce was fully inside, pushing against his prostate, causing him to shriek. Tim lifted his hips, still fixed on Bruce’s eyes, and then dropped them, engulfing Bruce’s dick to the hilt a swift motion. Bruce moaned and rolled his head back. Robin did it again- and again. His movements acquired a hypnotic fluidity. Up and forward, back and down. With each thrust he raised his hips higher and pushed down harder and faster. He jerked himself off in rhythm with his thrusts.
“Tim...!” Bruce yelled, panting frantically.
“Bruce....”
Bruce came inside the boy, his seed gushing out Tim’s anus and trickling down all over his thighs. Tim came seconds later, dirtying them both in sticky white cum. Tim collapsed atop Bruce’s stern solid body hugging him dearly, panting from exhaustion. They lay there in silence, coming down from the orgasms, wondering who would be the first to speak. Even though Tim probably gave Bruce one of the best fucks of his life, he can already hear his scolding voice, telling him to go back to his room. He sighed in defeat once he realized Bruce never quite replied to his declaration of love. Maybe he was just a foolish child, maybe Bruce was always this cold and indifferent. Maybe he was right, all those excuses. It could never be. He felt so filthy and worthless. At least he could pretend...as long as he had Bruce by his side...
“Tim...?”
“I know, I know...” he said as he slowly got up. “Back to the room I go....”
“I was thinking more like a shower.” He smiled at Tim.
“You mean, you and me? “ He suspiciously raised a brow.
“Come.” Bruce ordered, removing the sheets from his bed and picking the boy up with him.
Entering the adjourning bathroom and turning the faucets on, Bruce brings Tim into the shower with him and leans over him, whispering ever so seductively in his ear.
“You’ve turned out to be much more trouble than I’d ever expected”
He swallowed. “H-How so?”
“Because I love you too.”
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