A gay adult story: A NEARLY FORGOTTEN HERO by Chico63 ,
Phone rings, “Thank you for calling the Forgotten Hero Hotline! We care about you! May I have your code name please?” said the young masculine voice in the receiver.
“Hi, my name is Nightwing”
“Oh hello Rrr… Nightwing!, sorry about that! My name is Adam, How can I help you?”
“Well I’m not sure I should be calling!
I’m lonely, I try to stay busy but everything reminds me of the cave and our time together.”
“Do you want to talk about that? Why did you leave?”
“Well, everything was great, we were fighting crime together, we were supposed to be together forever. But something happened. A young attractive scout/producer came looking for him with the idea of filming his origin. They spent countless hours together, ‘in private’, and I was left out of it all. I couldn’t take the rejection so I changed my code name and left.”
“This must have really been rough for you. So what have you done since?”
“I began fighting crime on my own, developed a few new gadgets to help me out and moved away from Gotham City. Then I began get lonelier each day, I also became sexually frustrated. I didn’t want any girls, even though I could have had any, I longed for that strong, straight-acting man, such as he was.”
“You mean ‘the Dark Knight’ is not straight?”
“Maybe he was at one time, but not since I have known him, when he first helped me suit up, he started making out with me. We were secretly a couple ever since.”
“Didn’t he see women also?”
“He wanted to believe he was bisexual, but you never heard of him settling down to any woman, he always had a woman with him for public appearance, but nothing more. No he was all mine, until the blonde scout/producer came along.”
“So, how did you get this number?”
“Our butler, he gave it to me when he saw me packing! He was like a father, but his first commitment was to Him.”
“What drove you to dial this number tonight?”
“Well, It’s more of a confession, than a cry for help…
I was roving the building tops of the city I live in, not far from Gotham, and I saw a little red sports car cruising by. I recognized it immediately, I used to drive it when I lived at the Manor.
I zoomed in on my scope and saw the bleached-blond hair, so I followed it from the roof tops.
It stopped in an alley and I saw the kid enter a back door to a gay club. I had been in there once or twice.”
“Did you go in?”
“Not in costume, I changed and went in the front door, he had never seen me out of costume and would not know who I am.”
“Did you find him?”
“Did I ever! The little bitch was sitting on some big fat bastards lap, grinding his crotch and frenching. He must have picked that up from the dark night, we used to do it all the time and it was His favorite way to get worked up!
I remember all too well, the first time we did it: we came back from fighting some of penguin’s thugs, it was an easy fight and I was all worked up, I ran towards Batman who just sat down in front of the computer, I jumped, landed on his lap and started to grind my ass on his crotch. He said ‘wow, fighting crime really does a number on you’ , ‘Yes! And I still have a lot of energy!’ I leaned in for a kiss, he wrapped his arms around me and pushed his tongue in my mouth. I kept grinding my ass on him as we kissed and slowly I felt his cock pushing thru his costume.
He leaned back on his chair, trying to relieve some pressure, I climbed off of him, undid the crotch of his costume and allowed his cock to spring free, it was huge, he really deserved to be called Batman” I brought my mouth to the 9 in. monster and sucked in as much as I could, my nostrils filled with the musky smell of his crotch, I was sucking his beautiful cock when he grabbed my head and forced me all the way until my chin touched his balls, at first I thought I was going to choke, never had a cock down my throat, specially one so big. I concentrated on sucking and he brought my face all the way off his cock and forced me all the was down again. I got into it and kept sucking on my own. I then stood up and lowered the back of my costume so only my ass was exposed. I climbed on his lap again, he spit on his gloved hand and began to lubricate in and around my asshole. It felt like a live dildo. I said I wanted him and he moved his hand away.
Slowly I sat myself on his cock, feeling every single vein passing thru my tight ass. ‘Holy fucking cock batman, your cock feels so hot up my ass’. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down. I loved feeling so full, the only reason I eased off of his cock was because I enjoyed even more feeling his cock going in again. I began to speed up and in no time I was riding his cock for all I was worth. I slammed on his cock hard while screaming his real name. I was in heaven.
Suddenly I felt his cock swell up even more, as if that was possible, and he grabbed me and French kissed me again with the loving force that only he knew. Then he bit hard on my neck and erupted like a volcano inside me.
I heard the butler walk in and immediately walk out of the cave, ‘Fuck me, fuck me, fuuuck!’ I cried, as I came inside my suit, feeling my own jism dribble around my crotch.
He lifted me by my waist and dropped me again on his still hard cock as he blew one more load in me. I said I loved him, he kissed me again. I climbed off and went to wash up.”
“Wow! Nightwing you have no idea what you do to me!”
“Sorry…, I think! Anyway, lets get back to what I called about”
“Ok! So what did you do next?”
“I followed them to a back room and heard them through the door. The fat pig asked for the pictures and then I heard him offer him cash for more pictures of the Dark Knight getting fucked by him! I couldn’t let that happen, regardless of how I felt, these guys were committing a crime.”
“Did you stop them?”
“No, but Nightwing would! I left and changed back into my costume, flung down the back alley and slashed 2 of his tires. He came out to leave and I snuck in undetected. I went to fatso’s room and caught him jerking off to the pictures, saying ‘Oh bat, you’re mine’, I snuck up behind him and struck him on the back of the head, hard enough to knock him out. Poor bastard never got to fully enjoy his pictures. I took them, negatives and all.”
“What happened with the little blonde bitch?”
“I’m glad you ask that way, because that is how I felt. I went out and saw him changing one tire, he had aparently not noticed the other one on the passenger side. I shot him in the neck with a sleeping dart and he immediately fell on his face after the instinctive reflex of bringing his left hand to his neck. By the time he came to, I had already brought him to my lair, undressed him and tied him to my examination table with stirrups and arm restraints.”
” Why do you have one of those?”
” Personal fetish”
“I always wanted to try one out!”
“They can be a lot of fun, but not for this guy, he started screaming the moment he realized he was tied up. After 2 minutes of this I came out of the darkness and stuck one of my jockstraps in his mouth. He was in shock, he kept looking everywhere, I’m guessing he was expecting the Dark knight to show up.