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Bat Hunting	By : BadGrayson Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 7777 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Batman nor any other of the characters in this story. This is a work of FanFiction and I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Seven:

Coming Out
“Unh… Mmmm… Oh, Daddy!!!”
Christ, he hadn’t felt this way in far too long…
As Bruce Wayne pushed his thick, hard cock all the way into Dick’s well-salivated ass, Richard Grayson rejoiced in sensations he believed had been lost to him forever. No man could do this to him like Bruce could.
Since their falling out, Dick had vainly tried to replace this overwhelming sense of fulfillment, but had always been left less than satisfied. Since that time, Dick had taken other lovers, but none could ever replace his first. Now that Bruce was once again the Master and Commander of his firm ass, Richard had charted his course for Paradise.
A part of him still felt like a cheating whore, suddenly remembering how he had willingly thrown himself onto the stiff cocks of various older men since that terrible day he had termed ‘the break-up’. He had even gone so far as seducing Gotham’s fine Police Commissioner in an attempt to replace his precious Daddy.
But none of them could ever compare to Bruce.
This was his homecoming… His boyhood fantasy… His destiny.
Bruce was the only man who could ever pushed him past the limits of sexual ecstasy and completely satisfy him. He filled him like no other man ever could.
Although Bruce’s meaty shaft might not have matched Dick’s extraordinary length, it still stretched his taut young asshole to the absolute breaking point. From the first shocking moment he had ever laid eyes on that incredible meat stick, Dick instantly knew that Bruce Wayne possessed the thickest cock he would ever have the privilege of witnessing.
And Oh God, how he loved that thick cock inside him!
However dangerous and reckless this dalliance in Selina Kyle’s closet might be, Dick knew he was in trouble the very moment he had eyed Bruce’s hard-on. A lifetime of craving would never be satisfied by anything else except for Bruce Wayne’s big, fat cock.
The same big, fat cock that was now mercilessly pounding his tight little ass.
And it was fucking amazing!
As Richard moaned loudly from the high-speed hammering that Bruce was delivering deep into his reamed asshole, Dick suddenly felt his knees begin to give out. He didn’t have the strength to stand up anymore. Bruce was fucking him like the two-bit man-whore he was and then some!
Dear God, how was Bruce able to keep up this kind of blistering pace?! How was any mortal man able to fuck this fast for this long?!
As Richard’s wavering knees finally buckled and his face collapsed into Selina’s plush carpet, Bruce never gave up his mount. He followed Dick down, continually taking him from behind without mercy. As Bruce’s pelvis repeatedly slammed into Richard’s sweaty ass, it sounded as though audience members were applauding Bruce’s domination of Dick’s fine rear.
Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap…
Poor Richard helplessly uttered soft and breathless moans of ‘Unh…Unh…Unh…” each and every time that Bruce impaled that thick cock deep into his insides. As he continued to softly moan like a little bitch in heat, Dick finally felt Bruce’s body begin to tense up and the big man taking powerful gasping breaths behind him.
Oh Dear God, let him cum soon…
With his face still buried in carpet, Dick’s lips curled into a contented grin as he felt the older man’s semen filling his quivering, battered anus and then slowly starting to leak out of him.
But like a determined stud, his older lover didn’t stop his powerful thrusting. Apparently Bruce was savoring every last second of pleasure from the afterglow of his massive orgasm that he could get.
Except that… Oh fuck!… He really wasn’t stopping!!!
As Bruce continued to relentlessly pound his thick, hard cock deep into Richard’s blushing ass, Dick folded his wrists beneath his head, grabbing handfuls of his own hair, gasping in overwhelming ecstatic desperation. Holy fuck, he actually couldn’t take much more of this…
“…Oh Daddy… Please…”
His last word never made it. Richard’s boyish whimpering only made Bruce fuck him harder, silencing his plea for anal mercy.
As Bruce exploded into him a second time, words utterly failed Richard Grayson. The young Officer could only manage to utter soft consonants into the growing pool of drool rapidly forming beneath his gaping mouth.
Bruce was literally fucking him senseless.
As Dick’s perception became nothing more than a sky full of popping fireworks and the feel of Bruce’s semen running down the inside of his leg, he actually felt his own limp cock becoming firm again… in response to the insatiable ass-pounding that Bruce was still delivering. As Dick’s meaty hard-on strengthened, the sudden loss of blood used to fill that massive foot-long appendage actually made him lightheaded.
When Bruce reached around and suddenly took hold of his growing cock - while still continuing to fuck him like a pile-driver on overdrive - Richard actually did lose consciousness for a brief second.
An unstoppable Bruce continued to slide his hand back-and-forth over Dick’s long shaft until it was actually twitching… begging for relief. Fuck, Bruce’s hand felt so good…. Richard was surprised when he felt his second orgasm welling just above his tightening balls as Bruce’s rasping voice called out from behind.
“…Open your mouth!”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Richard obediently obeyed Bruce’s orders and opened his mouth, just in time to receive his own powerful blast of cum across it. Richard’s sticky stream of semen splattered across his tongue, his lips and his face as Bruce’s naughty, guiding hand had caused Dick to cum all over his own face.
“Do you like the taste, boy?”
As Richard slowly ran his tongue all over his lips, greedily sucking his own cum back into his mouth and then swallowing, he closed his eyes and managed to smile sweetly.
“Yes, Daddy.”
With those two magic words, Bruce’s control melted like a dam of butter before a roaring inferno. Like a rabid beast, he single-mindedly took Richard’s ass for all that it was worth, slamming his hips against the younger man’s softened cheeks as Bruce’s hard cock slid back-and-forth, in-and-out of Dick’s wet, gaping hole like a jack-hammer.
Bruce’s uncontrollable passion finally climaxed into a tidal wave of perfect need, exploding in a massive gush of flowing semen that shut down his own thought process until it poured out of Richard’s already cum-saturated ass, spilling down to the carpet below.
After a breathless Bruce had delivered the most powerful orgasm of his life and then struggled to return his endorphin-laced brain to the present, he slowly realized that poor Richard had gone limp, having succumbed to his own overwhelming bliss.
He had actually fucked the kid into unconsciousness.
As he leaned down to check on a prone Richard, Bruce’s stomach muscles suddenly cried out in silent agony, clenching in tight, burning knots under a thick layer of sweat. Most of him ached, but at least his cock was finally beginning to go limp, having worked the Need out of his system… thanks to Dick’s fine ass.
Bruce paused and stared admiringly at the beauty of Richard’s slumped, ruddy ass. He couldn’t even dream of ever having sex with anyone else. Dick’s hot, wet hole had been the greatest ecstasy he had ever experienced, a Paradise of warm flesh tightly wrapped tightly around his thick, deprived cock.
Those three incredible orgasms in a row had been impressive... Bruce chuckled as he realized he had blown a massive load into Richard for each year he had gone with sex. Glancing down at the white puddle below Dick’s waist, Bruce guessed he must have dumped at least half-a-pint of his sticky seed into poor Richard’s trembling ass.
Not that Dick seemed to mind.
Bruce gazed at the young man’s tranquil, beautiful face… running wet with his own beads of semen. Even unconscious, there was a wide smile glued to Richard’s cum-moistened lips and a satisfied glow to his flushed cheeks. He looked blissfully content.
Bruce’s heart swelled, suddenly overcome with the profound love he had been forced to bury deep inside of him for this incredible young man.
God, he suddenly wished they were married. He wanted to claim Richard for his very own and pledge his life and heart to Dick forever. To grow old together… He regretted the past few years, feeling like a stubborn fool to have embraced the darkness and forced this gorgeous man out of his life.
Bruce leaned over and softly kissed his lover.
“…Time to wake up, sleeping beauty.”
Richard stretched and slowly opened his vivid blue eyes, sweetly smiling up at Bruce until his gaze became one of profound awe and wonder.
“Oh… My… God!... Did I just die and go to stud Heaven?!”
Bruce softly rubbed and patted Richard’s strong ass.
“Nope, we’re still in Selina Kyle’s closet... But I take it that you enjoyed yourself?”
“Enjoy?... Holy fuck, Bruce… that was… incredible! You’ve never fucked me that hard before… ever!!! God, I missed you so much!… I missed your big, thick Daddy-cock in me so much!”
Richard suddenly spun around on the floor and hugged Bruce’s naked waist while the tears began to well in the Officer’s eyes. As the older man sat and contemplated, Bruce silently stroked his ward’s thick, black hair while he gazed ahead… perplexed.
“Dick… That is the first time I’ve ever… made love to you.”
“Mmm… You’re right, Bruce… All that nasty fucking we did together during my University days… That was clumsy practice compared to the amazing love you just made with me… I’m going to need you to ‘make love’ to me like that every day, Daddy… To make me yours… forever.”
Bruce stopped and realized that something was seriously wrong here.
“Richard… Are you saying that we had sex while you were in College?”
Officer Richard Grayson suddenly sat bolt upright, staring intently at Bruce with grave concern. He reached over and placed his hand on the older man’s forehead, checking for a drug-induced fever.
“Bruce… Are you sure you’re alright? Are you still under the effects of Need?”
Bruce shook his head.
“I’m fine, Dick… Really… Sexually spent, but fine… You’re saying that we actually had sex once while you were in University? I’m so sorry, but I just can’t remember it…”
Richard blinked and then changed to skeptical guise, wondering if Bruce may have just been pulling his leg as a joke to get a reaction. After a long pause - while Bruce still vacantly stared back at him - Dick replied disbelievingly.
“Once?! C’mon, Bruce… We had sex every weekend for four years straight! Even more when I was home for the Holidays… You had your hand down my pants and your tongue in my mouth the moment I got through the front door for Christ’s sake… Even poor Alfred used to blush at the way you’d greet me… And you’re telling me you don’t remember that?!”
In his mind, Bruce now tried desperately to remember anything about his life during the time when Richard had attended Hudson University. Anything at all about their time together. He tried to remember Christmases, Thanksgivings, Birthdays, even Dick’s Convocation… but it came up blank.
Nothing but darkness.
All he could recall was… Being Batman.
“Dick… I’m so sorry. I had no idea about us from before… Something happened to me… something bad… to my mind… Except for being Batman, it’s all a big blank.”
Richard reached out and took hold of Bruce’s hand and looked at him nervously.
“Bruce, are you… ashamed of us?... Of us being together?... That we’re gay?”
Bruce quickly shook his head.
“I’ll never be ashamed of loving you, Richard Grayson. Whether as your mentor, your substitute father or as your lover… I mean that... I actually thought about marrying you a second ago… I love you that damned much.”
Richard suddenly reached across and took Bruce in his arms, engaging him in a deep, meaningful kiss. Once their excited lips parted, Dick then leaned his forehead onto Bruce’s forehead, staring into his deep blue eyes now only inches away.
“And I dream about the day when you do, Bruce Wayne... I mean that.”
Bruce grinned happily.
“When I do propose, it’ll be an extravaganza, Richard… You deserve the best.”
Dick inclined his head forward and whispered hotly into Bruce’s ear - while stealthily sliding a hand down between the older man’s legs - gently grasping his swollen cock.
“…I already have the best.”
Bruce gasped and then moaned softly. How was it even possible that his cock wanted to fuck Richard’s hot little ass this soon again?! Goddamn, it was actually getting hard…
“Unless you want me to make you very popular with your fellow officers Dick, you’d better cease and desist. Otherwise, I’m going be happily fucking the shit out of you in Selina’s big, cozy bed when they do arrive... Personally, I don’t mind either way.”
Richard pulled his hand away and then took a deep sigh. He wiggled his hips.
“You’re right, I’m going to have trouble walking as it is... You and that big, thick cock of yours!”
Bruce winked and playfully slapped Richard on the ass.
“Now you know how I felt this morning. Let’s get cleaned up.”
As the pair of them absolutely reeked of sex, they took one last calculated risk. The two lovers showered together in Selina’s luxurious bathroom in an amazingly large shower. There was a little groping and making out, but the two men managed to restrain themselves for the most part.
As they quickly toweled off, Richard surmised that they had been lucky so far… That the crime scene unit must have been preoccupied with the car bomb explosion in the parking garage below. The Police would probably start letting people back into their apartments soon.
As Bruce straightened his tie, he guiltily looked over at Richard, appearing embarrassed. Dick didn’t mention it, but it really turned him on to see them getting ready together like this.
“Dick… Can I ask you a personal question?”
“I’m not taking any supplements. It’s always been twelve inches long.”
Bruce softly chuckled and smiled.
“That’s good to know… But I actually wanted to ask you about the first time we had sex. Maybe it will help me remember... Was it back when you were Robin?”
Dick’s cheeks turned a bright shade of scarlet as he recalled their first time together.
“Technically… yes. It was when I was eighteen, on my very last night as Robin. It was going to be our last patrol together before I went away to school…. You know I absolutely idolized you all throughout my entire teenage life, right?... I used to fantasize that Batman would rescue me from some two-bit crooks, and then… while I was still tied up, you’d punish my sorry teenage ass with your big cock just to teach me a lesson.”
“… Is that why you were always getting caught?!”
“Probably... It depended on who the crooks were. I had actually cut a deal with the Dalton gang to tie me up a certain way for easy access...”
“Dick, that’s a little… disturbing.”
“Yeah, I know... What can I say? I was a dumb, lovesick kid... Anyways, on the night of our final patrol, I vowed to the stars above that I was going to confess my love to you and tell you my true feelings. I had to know if there was any chance for us before I struck out on my own...”
Bruce suddenly struck his open palm with his fist, as though the imaginary light bulb had suddenly turned on in his mind creating a Eureka moment.
“Say, that’s right! The Daltons used to hogtie your wrists and ankles together over a chair, leaving your cute little butt sticking up in the air!”
“Uh… yeah. Sticking my cute little butt up in the air, wearing those little green boyshorts and flesh-colored tights… just waiting for you to yank them down, spank my ass and then fuck me silly…”
Bruce loosened his tie and cleared his throat while Dick continued.
“Anyways, after I spent many frustrating years of not being able to get my message across, I decided that I was going to tell you know exactly how I felt, Bruce Wayne. I was going to finally declare my eternal love for you. We would either be together as lovers, or I would strike out on my own for University and never return.”
“Jesus… What an insensitive prick I was… So what did I say?”
“You didn’t say anything… While I was gathering the nerve to tell you all of this in our changing room that night, I had only managed to pull my tights on. Wondering what the Hell was taking me so long, you barged in and then just stopped and stared… at my naked body. And then your eyes slowly drifted down to my cock and it was like you were hypnotized…
Jesus, I was so embarrassed, but also really turned on. You just kept staring at it, driving me crazy with that intense glare of yours... When you fell onto your knees, I got so fucking hard that I honestly thought my cock would burst through those pale tights.
And then you slowly crawled over to me on your knees, with your eyes never leaving my cock… and pulled my tights down. You took hold of my aching hard-on and put it into your wet mouth, frantically tonguing my shaft and going down on me until I couldn’t bear it anymore.
When I instantly exploded into your throat, you still kept giving me a blowjob until you eventually made me cum again. God, you were so intense and insatiable… Finally, you spun me around and did exactly what I had always hoped you would do…
You made a man of me that day, Bruce.
And that, my love, was the very first time we ever had sex... Over the next four years, we must have fucked a few hundred times in every possible configuration you can imagine. You’ve put more mileage on my ass than the Batmobile.”
The realization of the extent of their true relationship hit Bruce like a wave of crashing water. They had been real… All those sexy dreams involving Richard… They had been his actual memories repressed!
Somehow, Crane’s fear toxin had twisted the anxieties which Bruce felt regarding his homosexual relationship with Richard into a mental block. His poisoned mind had obviously buried their passionate affair so deeply into his subconscious that it could only resurface as dreams.
“Richard… I can’t believe that I’ve forgotten something so wonderful... Crane’s toxin twisted the fears I have of my father so much that my consciousness must have found it easier just to bury our relationship than to confront it.”
Richard Grayson suddenly hugged him tightly.
“Bruce… did your father… did he ever… do anything… bad to you?”
Bruce froze for a second at Richard’s suggestion… He couldn’t recall his father ever abusing him in that way. He could have blocked it from his mind of course, but there was nothing he could recall. He seemed to have had a happy childhood until that night his parents were taken from him.
“No, I don’t think so, Dick... I’m just really afraid of what my very conservative father would think about us… Which is ridiculous of course, he’s been dead for thirty-five years.”
“Bruce, I’m sure he would just want to see you happy. As long as you had someone you loved, that would be enough... Have you ever asked Alfred about your Father?”
“No… Not about that side of him anyways. You’re right though, maybe I should... After all, Alfred’s going to find out about us sooner or later.”
The embarrassed Dick shot Bruce a bright, innocent smile while he blushed profusely.
“Oh trust me, he knows.”
Bruce cocked a suspicious eyebrow at his ward.
“You mean that Alfred knows about our relationship from before… right Dick?”
“…Oh c’mon! I had to tell someone!”

As the two men finally wandered out of Selina’s apartment together, Bruce Wayne explained to Officer Richard Grayson the events of earlier. About how Selina had sent him flowers and how the phone conversation had ended with an insane Judson Caspian’s threat after breaking into Selina’s apartment.
Bruce explained how Caspian had surprised him and then held him at gunpoint. He briefly covered Selina’s forced strap-on seduction while watching Richard’s nostrils flare and his fists tighten. In Dick’s professional opinion, Bruce had been raped by Selina and charges should be laid.
Bruce told him about how the madman had proudly admitted to the car bomb and about the Need that Selina had coated her dildo with. He told Dick how unbelievably potent and quick the drug was. He even confided to Richard of his Joe Chill delusion and how he had almost murdered a disarmed Judson Caspian in a blind rage.
Richard looked back at him tenderly.
“Bruce… Don’t get upset with me… But this is why you need to stop. At least for a little while.... Until you get better.”
He couldn’t disagree with him.
As they approached the stairway and elevator, the pair of men noticed a gruff, overweight building superintendent suddenly emerging from the stairwell and then give them both a pissed off look as he wheezed loudly and set down his metal toolbox.
He was not happy at all as he addressed Richard.
“Hey Officer… If you find the son-of-a-bitch who put this elevator on emergency stop… I want you to arrest that moron… I got a crowd of people all ready to get back into their apartments… and then I had to climb nine flights of these goddamned stairs just to reset this goddamned thing!”
Not wanting to make light of the superintendent’s struggles, Dick gave the hefty man a serious look and solemnly nodded, placing his thumbs firmly into his gun belt.
“Yes Sir… It’s a punishable offense.”
“Damned right it is!”
Content that he had now made his point, the Superintendent turned around and pressed the ‘Down’ button. Looking up, they all noticed that the elevator car was indeed currently stuck on the ninth floor.
Who had engaged the emergency stop?...
As the familiar bell sounded and the elevator doors slowly opened, the stopped car gave up its gruesome and bizarre secret. Richard and Bruce could only look on in horror while the Superintendent gasped and blurted out…
“What the fuck?!”
Before them - propped in a kneeling position at the back of the elevator car - was the convulsive body of Officer Valdez.
His hands had been handcuffed behind him and his boot laces had been tightly laced together and hogtied to the cuffs. Except for those Police boots, he was naked from the waist down. His white cotton underwear had been tightly tied around his mouth as a makeshift gag.
If you listened closely, you could hear Officer Valdez uttering a continuous, low moan through his underwear gag.
Officer Richard Grayson looked down at his subdued colleague’s twitching cock and the long stream of cum which was flowing down the Hispanic man’s tanned leg. How long had he been like this?!
The Building Superintendent couldn’t suppress a cold shiver as he stared at the way the half-naked cop’s bloodshot eyes were rolling up into the back of his head while he seemed to be having a seizure… However creepy this guy’s eyes were, it was still better than looking at his junk.
Bruce Wayne stared in horror as he witnessed all of these things and then spied the black, thirteen inch long strap-on dildo which had been deeply embedded into the young Officer’s spastic ass.
The very same Need-coated dildo which the escaped Selina Kyle had been so close to pushing into Bruce’s own eager ass…
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