The Glitter Jungle:
Fiction:
The Bruce Game
Batsmut. With an added twist of lemon.
He holds you down, shoving his hard cock in your mouth.
"Suck it, *Bruce*." His voice is rough, breathy. You've been a bad Bat.
You indulge in the humiliation, bask in the submission. It's what you deserve. The black cape that almost covers your body, the helpless suckling when he pushes in. The way he holds the pointy bat-ears of your cowl and fucks your mouth. When he comes and pulls out, the taste is on your tongue, the hot drops on your face and chin.
He pulls away and moans, then unties your hands.
"God, that was good, Tim." He breathes more than says. "Thank you."
You grin. "Okay, now you be Batman. I want to fuck you."
Dick nods and lies on his back.
"Hands and knees, Dick. Doggie style." You grin menacingly. Dick grins
back and flips over, and you toss the cowl his way and start to unfasten
the cape.
Info:
Dedication: The Jack
he holds you
down
shoving his hard cock
in your mouth