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.
