Clipped Wings

Clipped Wings
By Zeroman

I don't own any of these characters...but if I did...and, oh yeah, I make NO MONEY from this either...

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As far back as I can remember, I've had a sidekick in some form. The Robins. Brave young boys and girls who would risk their lives nightly to help me keep my streets safe.

The first, and most prolific Robin was certainly Dick Grayson. He was an amazingly sharp boy, and took to my training quickly. As much as he loved his lifestyle in the circus, mentally, he was undernourished, but inside him was the fire of an intellectual, of a boy striving to be more. He found out my identity quickly. And afterward, he decided to venture out on his own, then ended up in the Teen Titans. After a bad situation involving a traitor, he became Nightwing. I'm quite proud of him.

The current Robin is Tim Drake. The kid is incredible, quite honestly. His skills in battle are almost equal to mine, and he is quite the detective. He found out my identity quicker than even Dick, and is doing quite well. He's a Titan as well.

But there are some that were not so lucky. Stephanie Brown. Spoiler. A single mother. As soon as she became Robin, she was killed by Black Mask, and left to die by Leslie Thompkins.

The first, and most tragic Robin was Jason Todd.

I found him trying to steal a tire from the Batmobile one night. After a period, he would become Robin. The rpoblem was he was too headstrong. He ended up discovering my identity as well, but there was something different about him. He didn't want to be Robin; he wanted to be the World's Greatest Detective. He didn't want to settle for second best...he wanted to take my mantle. And in that, he became foolhardy. He would charge into battle, and just aimlessly tried to impress me...it was admirable, but in the end, unwise.

He decided to try and the fight the Joker. After a horrible prank, Joker beat him senseless with a crowbar...then he blew him up. Left him in a shed, and blew up the shed.

It was my greatest defeat. But..perhaps it was meant to be.

There were other things that were strange about Jason. He wasn't like Dick or Tim; he wasn't out chasing tail like they were. On Friday nights, when the other boys ould be out foing whatever it was they'd do, he would spend the night in the Cave, wtahcing over Gotham with me.

There was certainly something different abou him. Something queer even.

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It was an unseasonably cold Autumn night, and I found myself int he Batcave, enjoying a cup of hot cocoa. Jason came in, saying he was seeking refuge from the cold. He took the chair next to me, and there was silence. I took sips of the hot cocoa while checking the monitors. Jason didn't take his eyes off of me.

Finally, he blurted it out.

"You know...you look...amazing in the Batsuit."

I hid it, but I choked on the cocoa at that point. I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. My ward was coming on to me. I didn't want to believe it.

He rested his hand in my lap and began to knead my crotch through my pants, making me hard.

"Do you think I look good in the Robin outfit?" he asked, with a bit of a pouty lip. I didn't answer.

"Do you want me?" he asked softly.

God help me, I nodded. He smiled and breathed out heavily.

"Well, then there's only one thing to do, huh?"

I nodded again. He stood up and handed me something folded up. "Go in the bathroom. I'll slip into something more comfortable..."

I didn't ignore him. I took whatever he handed me and went into the bathroom. I unfolded it, and my stomach sank.

The Batman suit. God, he wants me to fuck him as Batman.

I knew it was wrong. But I didn't know this side of myself. In a way, I'd been like a father to them...but I was still a friend. I didn't know that I could be attracted to men, much less a Robin. The boy was fifteen years old! But, I knew he wouldn't say anything to the police. He wanted this too much.

I put on the suit and exited the bathroom. I found him there waiting for me in the Robin outfit, bent over before me, his ass cheeks peeking out from those shorty-shorts. He looked at me from the side.

"What do you want to do to me first?" He smacked his ass and rubbed his chest.

I let myself go. I gave in to my innermost lust, and grabbed his ass cheeks. I got on my knees and licked at his asshole, and he purred like a kitten. Hair tickled my nose as I ate at his hole, gaping it wide and tasting it fiercely. He moaned as I tapped at his balls, and then he pulled down the shorts, revealing his hard, and surprisingly long cock. I almost drooled. He gave me a come-hither gesture and sat against a wall, then spread his perfect, long legs.

I got down and took his cock in my mouth. When I made contact, he almost screamed.

"OH GOD! Ohhhh Batman..."

I worked the head quickly with my mouth and tongue, and yanked on his shaft. He grabbed my head and pulled me toward him, the lust overcoming him. I deepthroated his cock to the best of my ability, and ran my tongue along it. As I kept sucking, he moaned louder and faster. His chest went forward and back quickly, and he started jerking about.

"OHHH I'm gonna CUM! OHH!"

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and held my head. he masturbated fiercely and blew his seed all over my face and in my mouth. I sucked his cock dry, then licked the excess cum from my face. He laid there, in utter victory. I started to walk away.

"Wait! Where are you going?" he asked, shocked.

I didn't answer.

"I didn't even get to see your...I didn't get to please you..."

He walked to me and made me stop. He looked at me with a pouty lip, and begged me.

"Let me make you happy..."

He took off my utility belt and pulled down my pants. He saw my cock and stopped dead in his tracks.

"And they call Supes the Man of Steel...I'm impressed..."

He grabbed it with one hand and jacked it lightly, as he made his way down. He looked great on his knees; those fat legs of his spreading against the ground, his cock dangling half-erect between them. He looked up at me and smiled, before engulfing his mouth with my cock.

My legs went all jelly as he took my cock like a pro. He jumped right onto it, and deepthroated it like a pro. The warmth and the wetness and the friction brought me to pieces. He owned me.

He pulled it out of his mouth and left a trail of saliva from his tongue to my cock. He licked around the head, then stopped, and started stroking himself and licking his lips.

"Your dick is delicious..."

He went back to it, sucking on the top half, masturbating the other. He abruptly stopped. I asked why.

He bent over, leaving no question. "Please...fuck me in the ass...I wanna feel that huge cock inside of me..."

Robin spread his asscheeks apart, and I moved to them. I pushed him to the ground doggystyle, and pulled him further apart. I slowly sank my cock into him.

I gave into every desire to stab at his prostate, to impale those creamy cheeks of his. I thrust into him several times, and he cried out in joy.

I put my hands on his back and humped him furiously, He stayed in place, just moaning and crying out every so often. Soon he got into a rhythm, and was bucking against me. I held him steady and ravaged him, firing into him like a piston.

"OHH GOD BATMAN! OH FUCK ME, FUCK ME IN MY ASS! OH-HO-HO-OH-GUH-GUH-GUH-GAHHHHDDDD..."

His spear grew hard as I pushed into his prostate. I hit a certain spot and he told me to stay where I was, and I tore into him.

I felt myself going. I stayed in him, and finally, I let loose. I was in mid pull-out as a blew an enormous load into his asshole. I groaned loudly, and I think he came all over the floor. He screamed my name as the warm wet seed entered him. It leaked down his balls, and before it could get to the floor, he took it on his fingers and licked them clean.

We sat in silence for half an hour, then he spoke up, the breath still drained from him.

"That...was amazing. We have to do this ag--"

I stopped him mid-sentence. I told him the truth. This couldn't happen again and shouldn't have happened in the first place. While I enjoyed it, and I made it clear that I did, I couldn't risk someone--anyone--finding out. He sighed in defeat, changed his clothes, and left.

Three days later, he was killed.

Robin could have flown. Jason could have flown. But I clipped his wings in our night of passion. I know he could have beaten the Joker...but he decided not to. He was defeated by the fact that we would not share a night together.

Fast forward several years later. Jason Todd is alive. And god help me, he remembers it.

God help me, I had sex with a Robin.

FIN

Well, whaddidja think? I know it was a bit of a downer ending, but I enjoyed writing it. Thisw as posted previously on fanfiction.net, but, you can guess what happened. Please review, or e-mail me at zeroman@vgnmail.com

Thank you,
--Z