Let's Be Batman

Tommy ran out the door of the abandoned building and quickly grappled from roof top to roof top until he was a good mile away from Madame Zodiac and her spells. He paused on the roof to catch his breath.

'Jesus Christ,' Tommy thought as he adjusted his dick underneath his suit. 'That was too close.' Tommy smiled a bit, despite himself. He couldn't help it. Madame Zodiac was the 5th smoking hot villain he had fucked in the 2 weeks since he had found this batsuit. He didn't know what it was: was it just the suit? Was he on an incredible run of luck? Whatever it was, he didn't want it to end.

Tommy thought about his adventures as he looked out at the Gotham skyline. He thought about Catwoman writhing underneath him, his dick stuck between Poison Ivy's big tits, the mother & daughter of the Royal Flush Club tagteaming his cock, Madame Zodiac's look of surpise when he came on her...

Tommy glanced around. He was on the roof of Wayne Enterprises, the tallest building in town. No one could see him up here. He continued to think about the past women he'd fucked and felt his cock stiffening. 'Just real quick,' Tommy thought. He pulled out his cock and began jerking on it.

Soon he was in his own little world. 'I loved the way you manhandled me,' Catwoman purred into his ear. 'Don't worry, I liked swallowing your cum,' Poison Ivy whispered into his other ear. Madame Zodiac was going down on him ('Shit, I should have had her go down on me') while Queen & Ten were going down on each other. ('Kinda weird,' 'Dude, too late, just go with it,') He had one glove off and was tugging hard on his dick.

The footsteps behind him were not heard as Tommy was just a bit preoccupied. If Tommy had been paying attention he would have heard 2 sets of footsteps, both of them lightly stepping towards what they thought was Batman. Giggling was being suppressed.

As Tommy felt himself ready to cum he began jerking himself furiously. He was completely unaware of his surroundings. He didn't even hear the swing of the giant mallet until it had connected to his head.

The vision of Catwoman et. al disappeared into a white flash of stars. Tommy grabbed the back of his head, flattened out on the ground, and swore. Everything was blurry. Behind him, he heard roaring laughter.

"Look at this, Harley, a bat choking a chicken!" A voice yelled. It sounded deranged. A girlish laugh responded.

"Nice one, Mr. J! ...Wow, that's a big chicken," the girl cooed.

"Shut up, Harl! Finish him off! But don't kill him. I have plans for Guano-man here."

Tommy rolled onto his side and glanced up to his attacker. His vision was still shaky but he could make out red, black, and white. Between the throbbing in his heads he could just determine that whoever it was had a great body.

"Nighty night, B-Man!" She yelled! Glancing over at his other attacker, Tommy was just able to see a purple suit. He didn't need to see anymore to know who it was.

"Oh fu-" Tommy started to mutter, and then the mallet hit and he saw black.

***

Tommy awoke with a start. His head was pouding. He looked around frantically to gather where he was. It was some kind of small electrical room, it seemed, judging by all the equipment in the room. The floor was bare concrete and the lighting was functional. Nothing gave a clue as to which part of the city Tommy was in.

Tommy tried to move his hand to grab his head but it wouldn't give. Looking up, Tommy saw that his arms had been fastened to the pipe above him. He yanked on it but it didn't give at all. Feeling a light breeze on his legs, Tommy glanced down. He was startled by what he saw.

'Where the fuck is my suit???' Tommy thought with alarm. He was completely naked with the exception of his cowl. Tommy struggled furiously to free himself but he was trapped. "Oh fu-" Tommy began to say aloud. A voice cut Tommy off.

There was a man dressed like a bat

Who dropped me into a chemical-filled vat

One night will lurking

I found him jerking

Now I'm going to wear his dick as a hat!

The voice broke down into laughter, a deep, guttural laughter. The man slowly came into view. Tommy nearly shit himself.

'It's the Goddamn Joker,' Tommy whispered.

The Joker took a bow. His smile widened. "Hello, Bats! Good to see you! All of you, I should say!" The Joker laughed again. "Sorry to say that you're in a bit of a pickle thanks to your, uh, cock!"

Tommy burned hot with embarrassment. Not only was he going to die at the hands of the world's most violent criminal, he was going to die naked because he had been caught jerking off. This was 14-year old him's worst nightmare.

"Tra la la la la, lala la la!" a voice sang out from outside the room. Suddenly, a figure cartwheeled into view. Tommy finally got a look at his 2nd attacker. There had been rumors of a sidekick for The Joker, but no one had ever gotten a look at her; or rather, no one had gotten a good look at her and lived.

Tommy took in the view. The woman the Joker called "Harl" stopped her cartwheels and ran up to the Joker. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek, to which he didn't react. She was still in her skintight suit but with a clear head Tommy could appreciate it more. The suit was adorned with diamond patterns. The suit, half-black and half-red, switched colors about at the navel. She looked almost like a court jester.

'...Oh I get it,' Tommy connected the reasoning in his head.

Her face was painted white and around her eyes was a smear of black. Her head was covered by a skin tight cap that had two pointy extensions that went out to the side. Tommy couldn't help but stare. Harley was on the shorter side but it just made her that much more compact and tight. Her bubble butt jutted out invitingly in her costume and her breasts seemed firm and taut. Tommy imagined what it would be like to fuck her from behind.

"Uh-oh, Mr. J, looks like Batbrain is getting excited again!" Harley suddenly yelled as she put her hands up to her face in mock horror. Tommy looked down and, to his shame, saw that his cock had gotten half-hard. He cursed to himself.

The Joker walked towards Tommy and leaned against the wall next to him. "What's the matter, Bats? Not getting any at home? Has the Cat not come out to play in a while?" Both Joker and Harley laughed again. It grated against Tommy's ears.

"I know!" The Joker yelled. "I think what ol' Batface here needs is a good shock to the system!" The Joker looked at Tommy with a maniacal grin. "That'll really get him off," He said with menace. He turned and ran out of the room.

Harley watched the Joker leave. She leaned back to make sure he was out of view before turning and facing Tommy.

"Who knew the Bat had such a big cock," She said quietly. She inched closer to Tommy. Peering at him with contempt, she finally let curiosity get the best of her and she took his cock in her hand. She marveled at it.

"My hand barely fits around it!" Harley muttered. She looked up at Tommy now. "I'm going to play with this after I cut it off your dead body!" she said with glee.

The Joker bounded back into the room and Harley quickly distanced herself from the captive.The Joker was carrying some sort of box in his hand and it took a second for Tommy to realize what it was. He panicked when he did.

The Joker snickered. "It's amazing what you can just find lying around these days," he said. "Who knew that portable defibrillators were the It Thing now?"

The Joker opened the box and began reading the instructions. Tommy couldn't help but notice that they were upside down.

"Harley, attach these to our Caped Crusader's junk," The Joker instructed, handing her two small pads connected with chords to the box. Harley dutifully got onto her knees to place them. Suddenly, she paused. She peered over her shoulder and, realizing the Joker wasn't looking, quickly grabbed Tommy's cock and gave the underside of it a long lick from base to tip. She smiled widely at him. Then she attached the electrodes, one to the top of Tommy's dick and one to his balls.

"All set, Puddin'!" Harley sang. The Joker & Harley came together in a hug. They watched Tommy struggle to get the electrodes on his dick to fall off, squirming every which way.

"Here you go, Bats!" The Joker cackled. "Hope this gets your rocks off!" The Joker slammed his finger down on a button on the defibrillator. Tommy shut his eyes and prepared for the shock. He hoped it didn't fry his dick off.

He felt nothing. He heard laughter. Tommy slowly opened his eyes and saw that the Joker and Harley had both fallen to the floor in a fit. "Did you see his face?!?!" The Joker managed to get out between guffaws. Harley couldn't respond; she was laughing too hard."

"Hahahahaha... haha... woo," The Joker finally finished his laugh and wiped his eyes. "C'mon Bats, I'm not going to do that to ya! I couldn't do that, seeing as how we're best buds and all."

Tommy breathed a sigh of relief. 'Maybe I'm going to get out of this,' He started to think.

The Joker's smile widened. "Harley, go get me a hacksaw. I don't want to fry Bat's dick off, I want to throw it into the river!"

Tommy gulped.

Harley didn't move with her usual obedience. She quickly looked back and forth between the Joker and Tommy's dick. Almost sadly, she left the room.

Tommy was scared. More scared than he'd ever been in his life. He had seen on the news what The Joker had done to people. He didn't just kill them; he mutilated them. Sometimes before they finally died. He needed to think of something, anything, to get out of this. But how to convince someone like the Joker to let him go? Finally, Tommy decided on an idea. It was a long shot, but it was better than nothing...

He started to chuckle. The Joker had his back to Tommy but quickly turned around and stared at him with a mixture of anger and curiosity. Tommy didn't say anything. He continued lightly chuckling. The Joker spat as he spoke.

"So what's so funny?" Tommy had to be careful; The Joker could easily just decide to kill him right then. "Oh, nothing," Tommy said between chuckles. "Just thinking of this funny joke I thought of."

The Joker couldn't help himself. "You... thought of a joke? You? Batman? What is it?!" Tommy could tell he had the Joker's interest.

"Really, it's nothing, it's just this... haha... funny idea I thought of... hahahaha!" Tommy was doing his best to force out a laugh.

The Joker was intensely curious now. "Tell me tell me tell me tell me!!!" He yelled as he stamped around the room.

Tommy began, "Okay, okay, here it is: I was just thinking that your idea, cutting my dick off, is really only funny to 2 people: you and Harley. I was thinking of a joke where all 3 of us can laugh about it."

The Joker was about to burst! "I have to know! TELL ME!" Tommy realized that the Joker was turning angry. Quickly, he laid out his plan.

"What if, instead of cutting my dick off, you... haha this is so good... what if you let me go and I fuck Harley?"

The Joker broke into a howl. Then suddenly, he stopped. "I don't get it."

"We totally pull a prank on her!" Tommy said. "She comes back, thinking that she's going to see her lover's biggest foe killed and instead she gets fucked by him! It's gold!"

"But how is that funny to her?" The Joker said skeptically.

Tommy paused for a moment. "Uh... well you see... ah, it's because she's cuckolding YOU with your greatest enemy! And you both pull a prank on me because I let the most dangerous man in Gotham get away because I'm too busy fucking his girl! Man, it's funnier the more I think about it!" Tommy forced out a guffaw.

The Joker was in deep thought for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, he looked at Tommy. And he started to laugh.

The laugh started low, deep in the Joker's throat, and then worked its way out until it was a loud howl. Tommy began to laugh as well, loudly, until they were both in a fit. The Joker was holding his belly as tears formed on his face. Suddenly, he composed himself and asked Tommy a question.

"But hey," The Joker said, "Wouldn't it be funnier if I fucked you?"

"...No?"

The Joker broke into laughter again. "I got you!" He hooted between gesticulations. Tommy tried to mask his relief through more laughter. The Joker pulled out a knife from his pants and began to cut Tommy down.

"Hahaha, oh man... this is going to be great." The Joker was excited. "Oh Harl's never going to know what hit her! You have to really give it to her though, Bats! It's only funny if it's really rough."

Tommy thought. "I can definitely do that, Joker."

The Joker suddenly got an idea. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out an old camera. "I'm going to write a note for Harley and leave it right here." He pointed to the center of the room. "Right when she reads it, take a picture of her. I want to see the look on her face."

"Sure thing!" Tommy would do anything to get out of this situation.

"Woo hoo hoo!" The Joker rubbed his hands together after he wrote the note and placed it on the ground. "Put your hands back up like you're still tied up. She'll never suspect it!" He looked around the room with a sense of finality. "Well, I guess that's it. You know, Batman, this is kind of fun. I'm glad you finally got a sense of humor!" The Joker bounded for the other door that led out of the room. He paused at the exit.

"'If I fucked you!' Hahahahahaha!" The Joker's laughter followed him down the hall and out a door in the distance.

Tommy soon heard another voice coming in from the opposite direction. It was loudly singing the tune of "Flight of the Bumblebee." Harley quickly skipped into the room (she was using the hacksaw as a microphone) and paused. She looked around confusedly.

She said, "Hey, what's the big idea? Where's Mr. J?" Tommy shrugged in response. Harley frowned. "Mr. J! Where are you? Is this hide 'n sneak?" Harley finally saw the note on the ground. She picked it up and began to read. As she did, Tommy dropped his hands down holding the camera Joker had given him. He held it longways and prepared to snap.

Harley finished the note. She seemed sad. "...I don't get the joke," she finally whispered.

"Smile," Tommy responded as the camera flashed. He put the camera down on the ground and walked towards Harley. She backed up uncertainly.

"So whatcha gonna do now, B-Man? You wouldn't hit a lady would ya?" Harley turned to head out the door but Tommy grabbed her by the arms and pushed her up against the wall. His exposed cock rested on the top of her big ass.

"Not with my fists, Harley," Tommy said. "Besides, you're no lady." He ground his cock deeper into her lower back. To his surprise, she began grinding back.

Harley got her confidence back. "So you're gonna violate lil' ol' me? Fuck me with that batcock of yours? You're not half the man the Joker is!" Harley said the last part halfheartedly; in truth, Tommy was probably twice as long as the Joker. Harley stood on her tip toes so that Tommy's cock was pushing directly into her ass now. She rubbed it up and down. Tommy was rock hard.

Tommy leaned close so he was in Harley's ear. "We'll see how much you talk when my dick is in your mouth," He whispered. Tommy grabbed Harley's mask, ripped it off her head, and then turned her around. He was surprised to find that without her mask Harley looked even younger; the mask had been hiding long blonde hair that was in two messy, unplaited pigtails. She was probably around Tommy's age but she looked younger.

Harley instinctively reached down towards her stomach and grabbed Tommy's cock. She jerked it slowly, not quite able to touch her fingers together around his girth. "You're going to make me suck your cock, huh? You and what army?" Harley jutted out her jaw.

Tommy reached out with his leg and kicked out the back of Harley's knees. She fell to the ground in a heap. As she tried to get herself back up, Tommy grabbed her head and positioned it so that her mouth was in line with his cock. Harley clasped her lips together tightly. Tommy responded by holding Harley's nose shut, leaving her with no airway. Harley struggled and was finally forced to open her mouth for a massive breath. When she did, she found Tommy's cock instead of air.

"Mmmmmphph!" Harley struggled on Tommy's hard dick. He reflexively began fucking her mouth, pushing farther in with every thrust. Harley never caught her breath and her eyes began to swell. She tried to push away with her hands on Tommy's thighs. Tommy removed his cock from her mouth, grabbed her roughly by both pigtails and leaned down.

"Don't use your hands. You only get to use that big mouth of yours. I know you've had enough practice with it," Tommy said with authority. He brought his cock back up to Harley's lips and this time she opened her mouth to welcome it. She had clasped her hands behind her back.

Tommy forced himself into Harley's mouth once again and began fucked her face. He used her pigtails to move her head back and forth on his cock. Harley offered little resistance this time; she seemed content to let Tommy manhandle her in whatever way he saw fit. He decided to test her.

"Fuck my cock with your mouth," Tommy ordered, letting go of Harley's pigtails. Harley didn't hesitate; she began bobbing her head obediently on Tommy's cock. Her eyes strained as she got closer and closer to bottoming out on Tommy's cock; the black makeup around her eyes soon began to smear down her face with her tears. Her hands were still behind her back as she threw herself on Tommy's cock again and again.

Sensing that she wouldn't be able to get all the way down to the end of Tommy's dick on her own, Tommy decided to help. As he felt his cock hit the back of her throat, Tommy reached one hand down and pushed on the back of Harley's head. Her eyes clenched shut as she finally felt the top of Tommy's balls hit her bottom lip. She tried to move backwards but Tommy held her there, just for a second, just long enough for her to know that she didn't get to decide when to take his cock out of her mouth.

Harley gave out a deep noise from her throat. Tommy brought his cock out of her mouth. A string of spit connected his cock to her lips. Harley breathed deeply. She finally caught her breath.

"I could feel that in my chest," she said simply. Tommy didn't reply. He grabbed her by one ponytail and moved her mouth to his balls. She quickly began to rub her mouth on them, getting them wet with the spit that had spilled onto her chin. Finally, she took one of them into her mouth and began to suck. She moved her tongue around it inside her mouth before moving her head back with a satisfying pop. She began to work on the other one.

Tommy enjoyed the sensation. However, he slowly felt something besides Harley's mouth working on his groin. One of her hands had come out from behind her back and was jerking his cock. Tommy frowned.

"Harley," Tommy began, "Did I say you were allowed to use your hands?"

Harley brought her head back and looked at her hand in shock. She hadn't noticed what she had been doing. "Oh, I'm sorry B-Man! I didn't mean to! It was an accident an-"

Tommy cut her off and walked to the opposite side of the room. He came back with the rope that just minutes ago had tied him to the pipe above his head. He slapped it against his hand, menacingly.

"Oh please, B-Man, don't punish me! I'll be a good girl from now on, I swear!" If Harley was faking her fear she was a good actress.

"I'm sorry, Harley, but you know what happens if you break rules." Tommy got down onto one knee, grabbed Harley, and threw her over it. Her big, firm ass stuck out, tempting Tommy. With little wasted motion, he gave her a firm spank.

"Oh!" Harley squealed with surprise. Tommy spanked her again, and again, alternating between each cheek. With every smack, the force seemed to carry through Harley's ass like a wave. He wanted to see it without this suit on. Tommy grabbed Harley's suit by the seam down the middle of her ass and ripped it open. Her ass seemed to explode out of her suit.