Robin Man 

                          "ROBIN AND KESTREL"
             All costumed characters except for Kestrel are
                          Copywrite DC Comics
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                        By Robin Man, STUDS BBS

    Robin's lithe agile body arced up and then sharply downward,
ending in a full split that made Kestrel wince, then he snapped to
his feet and once and spun around, catching the punching bag with a
cresent kick that made the huge leather bag shudder like a leaf.
Robin landed and punched the bag in rapid succession, raining blows
down on it until his green-gloved fists became a blur. Finally, an
arcing roundhouse tore the heavy duty leather and sand started to
spill out onto the gym mat.
    Robin backed away and turned to Kestrel, who gave him a thumbs
up and threw him a thick towel. Robin snagged it in midair and wiped
his streaming face and neck. He was blowing hard from the workout,
and he started his cool down exercises, aiming a series of high
kicks in slow motion to practice his balance.
    Kestrel stretched some more, his skintight costume moving over
his hard, powerfully built body like a glove. He sighed a bit; it
was a little like being carressed all over his body at once until it
loosened slightly. He was still getting used to moving and fighting
in the cape; it was a useful part of the costume, but it's weight
and drag made it difficult to get used to at first. That was why
they usually went through these routines in costume, since that was
what they would be in 90% of the time.
    Kestrel joined Robin on the mat and soon the two sixteen-year-
olds were laughing and wrestling around on the soft surface, each
trying to gain an advantage over the other. Kestrel felt Robin's
hard young body under him and he started to get hard at once; the
feeling of the trim young man underneath his legs was driving him
wild, and breaking his concentration. Robin felt this and moved his
basket against Kestrels ribs while his own hand brushed the boy's
tight crotch. Kestrel gasped and loosened his hold enough for Robin
to reverse their positions and straddle Kestrel from behind, pinning
him to the mat with no way out of the hold.
   "Got to concentrate, bud." he said, smiling at Kestrel's
struggles. Kestrel, AKA Kyle Hamilton, was a fit, well-built kid
Robin's own age, with honey-blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes
Robin had ever seen. Just a smile from those dusky lips made the
Teen Wonder spring a hard-on that could cut stone. His body was
powerfully muscled and agile, the body of an olympian. He had been
well-built before Batman and Robin had gotten hold of him, but now
he was a regular spartan, with less fat on his body than he had
hair if that was possible. Robin laughed as his bud struggled
fruitlessly against the hold he had him in, then Robin slid his free
hand over the firm muscles of Kestrel's buns, feeling them against
his palm, kneading them and needing them. He was tired and horney
and he knew Kyle would go for anything he would, so he pressed on
finger against the boy's buns, smoothing the spandex and working one
finger against the crack of the guys's bubblebutt.
    Kestrel moaned underneath him softly and pushed his ass up,
wanting Robin to fingerfuck him, loosen him up for Robin's nice rod.
He was hungry for Robin's body today after their afternoon workout,
and he rolled over, freed from Robin's strong arms, and smiled as
his buddy slid a hand down his rippled stomach to the ample basket
he presented. Robin rubbed Kestrel harder there and the boy beneath
him smiled and raised his hips up, fucking himself against Robin's
gloved hand. Soon, there was a shiney spot on Kestrel's skintight
black trunks, the smell of his precum permeating the gym. Kestrel
was lost in the glorious masturbation as Robin gently rubbed his
crotch, his other hand touching the teens legs and ass. Kestrel
fucked himself against Robin's firm hand. "UuuuuUUUHhhhhHH!! " he
exclaimed, and the patch grew much bigger; he had cum in his trunks!
Loads of boycum soaked his pubic area as he spurted in his costume,
staining the whole front of his trunks. The thing was reeking of his
sweat from the workout, so a little more would not hurt it. It was
going in the washer in a few minutes and several spares were in an
upstairs closet.
    Robin kept rubbing his buddies wet trunks, then bent down to
kiss them, tasting the pungent smell of Kestrels boyseed against his
tounge as he gnawed at the thin spandex covering the teens loins.
Robin undid his partner's utility belt and slid his trunks and
tights down. The whole front of Kestrel's young body was covered in
his spent masculinity, and Robin licked it up from the hard muscles
of Kestrel's stomach then threw the boy a towel to wipe himself
with. The two heroes got naked and went for the showers, where
Kestrel leaned into the spray, soaping his muscled body and wiping
the last remanants of the dried cum from what very little hair he
had above his waist. He scrubed the bush around his cock very well,
and Dick just had to help him with that. Together the tight-bodied
teens cleaned themselves and then soaped each others ass. Dick
started out, bending over to take Kyles long cut cock in his ass for
a nice easy, soapy fuck, sighing as he felt the steel-bodied teen
enter him and start to fuck his well-soaped hole.
    Kyle bent over his partner as the hot water splashed over his
broad back and slipped his cock in easily, feeling the hot tightness
of Dick Greyson's firm ass. He slid his cock in and out, quickly
fucking the handsome ward of Bruce Wayne, then his cock erupted
again just as it had a few minutes ago on the gym floor, pumping
his boycum this time deep, deep into his lover's smooth ass.

    Dick Greyson groaned as he felt Kyle Hamilton's smooth motion,
then the eruption of hotness from the boy's groin into his body.
Dick stood up after Kyle was through and bent him over, soaping his
ass thuroughly and fingering him a bit. Kyle was still not quite
broken in, though Dick would have though that session with the
enourmous cock of Catman and Batman's regular attentions would have
stretched the pretty teen until he was easier to fuck. Oh well, a
tighter ass suited him better, it gripped his 7" better than
anything and was nice and hot against his cut cockhead. He slipped
his fingers out of Kyle, having loosened him up more, and entered
the boy with his penis, slowly working it into Kyles tight ass
until it was all the way in, then he began to gently fuck the
athlete bent over in front of him, then faster and faster until his
cock exploded boycum deep into Kyle's firm ass.
   The two teens finished their shower, washing each other and
massaging away the sorenes in their muscles. Kyle had never thought
he would have become a fan of four-hour workouts at 5:00 am but he
was now, especially when they ended with a nice soothing session
with Dick in the showers. Sometimes Bruce would join them, and have
both boys soap and service his powerfully muscled body, typically
Dick giving it to him in the ass while Kyle knelt in front and went
down on Bruces thick 10" uncut cock, taking the huge piece of meat
between his rosey lips and swirling his tounge across the foreskin
until Bruce shot in his mouth. Kyle had never seen a man with a
foreskin before and it fascinated him; he loved playing with it over
and over again; rolling it back, pulling it forward, licking it,
teasing the delicate red cockhead inside with his tounge, it was
marvelous!! Dick would slide his hard penis up Bruce's ass and Bruce
would usually clench down on it, knowing Dick liked it tight, or
just to milk his cock after he had shot. After THAT, he usually
liked to help the boys enjoy a little fun togther, such as holding
Dick down while Kyle attacked his soaped ass with fingers and then
after a long while, with his cock. Most times, more than once, he
would just keep it in, pumping Dick Greyson's firm ass until he shot
his NEXT load. It was fantastic when he felt up to it, and having
Bruces cock in his mouth or (much more rarely) in his ass made him
hornier than even Dick's hard body could make him. It was because he
was a grown man, and Bruce told Kyle that when Dick got a little
older he would be able to do the most fantastic things to him. All
it took was experience.

    Speak of the devil, Kyle thought as he looked up and saw Bruce
Wayne's body in the door, cast into shadow by the sunlight beyond.
Dick followed Kyles gaze and smiled. "Want to join us, Bruce?" Bruce
Wayne smiled and stepped up into the hot water spray. "Don't mind if
I do, son." He soaped and washed his hard body, and Kyle came up
behind with a wahsrag and began to soap the big man's broad back.
Kyle, like Richard, was about 5'9", but Bruce was an enourmous 6'4",
a full head taller than the boys. He was built along a massive but
lithe frame; Kyle had seen him press almost 600 pounds on a good
day, and his arms were huge, as were the thick muscles of his
thighs. Kyle began to soap Bruce's ass and the handsome man lenaed
back into it, feeling the boy use the bar with practiced ease, then
his soapy fingers to spread it up the big man's crack. Dick cmae up
in front and started to soap the crevices of Bruces huge muscular
chest, following every cut back and forth. Then he knelt and took
Bruces enourmous soapy cock in his hands and started to soap it
until it was slick and hard, the foreskin peeled back from the red
cockhead. Kyle felt a thrill; this meant Bruce was going to let him
fuck Bruce's ass! Kyle worked his fingers in the crack, finding
the wide puckered hole and sliding a couple fingers in it, then his
slender hand. He couldn't quite get up the nerve to make a fist,
though Bruce had told him repeatedly that it could not hurt him.
Kyle played with Bruces prostate, eliciting groans from the huge man
as Dick throated his cock in front. Finally, Kyle pressed his cock
against Bruce's puckered hole and entered him, groaning as Bruce
took his whole 8" in at once. He slid it in and out easily, then
Bruce pulled away.
   He squatted down, pulling Dick away from his cock. "I want to try
something," he told the confused boys. "Lay down, Dick, and let me
squat down on your cock." Dick complied, laying down on the floor,
water swirling around his hard body, his red cock ready for Bruce's
asshole. Kyle stood behind as the huge man squatted down, and
guided Dick's hard-on into his ass. Dick groaned as the big man took
his cock easily. Bruce bent over, facing the teenager. Kyle knelt down
and played with Bruces hole where the red length of Dick's hardon
disappearred down it. This caused Bruce and Dick to both groan.
"That's the idea Kyle," Bruce said, "you learn pretty quick. Now,
there should (ahh) be enough room back there. Enter me. Just slide
your cock up right against Richard's real hard, and soap it good.
I'm wide enough to take the both of you (ahhh)."
   Kyle smiled and slid his cock tight up against Dicks raging hard
manhood and pushed, feeling his cock slip down Bruces ass pressed
tight against Dicks cock as well!! Bruce began to go back and forth
a little, fucking himself on both boys at once. The two teenager,
feeling their cocks together and sliding in and out of Bruce's ass
were in heaven, groaning with sensations they had never felt. Bruce
groaned as well, finally having enough cock to satisfy him at last,
though it took two randy teens with good sized cocks both in him
at the same time!
  He rocked back and forth a bit more, stimulating the boys, and
milking their cocks until he pushed them over the edge and they both
came at once. Bruce came as well, splashing his huge load of cum all
over Dicks's powerfully built chest.
   Through with their elaborate copulation, the three separated, and
Bruce walked out, toweling off, leaving the two pretty teens
exhausted for once.

   Kyle stood up shakily and washed his cock and ass first, then
helped Dick. The two teens had been absolutely blown away by the
most incredible fuck session they had ever had, and Kyle for one was
entranced. He wanted it again, and soon. He wanted to do it to Dick
with some other boy, but that wouldn't be possible. Dick was used to
Bruces huge meat, but there was no way he could do that!
   "Man! That was incredible, Kyle. He's never done that before, but
then we've never had anyone else in the, uh, family." He kissed Kyle
as he helped him dry off, and Kyle returned it readily. "Anytime he
wants to do that again, I'm all for it. I sure wish, well, I wish
you and I could get someone else and try that. I should would like
to feel your cock in MY ass with someone else, but I'm too tight and
so are you...." Dick sighed as he toweled off the strong young man
and then the two dressed and went down for breakfast.

   At the table, they went over last night's patrol. Catwoman was
still at large and the trio were hot to get her after her henchman
had raped Kestrel's unwilling ass. Kestrel felt a bit better about
that now; he had nothing permanent to show for it except he was a
little more stretched now. He was still tight to have Robin tell it,
but then Robin was used to Batman's huge ass. Kyle looked across to
Bruce, and still could not believe the threesome in the shower
earlier. Bruce caught the boy's eye and smiled, then returned to his
coffee.
  Later that day, the young pair worked on homework from school and
got ready for Robin's patrol, slipping into their costumes which
revealed physiques of breathtaking symetry and beauty; Robin in his
red, green and black, Kestrel in simple grey and black. 'Makes you
less likely to get shot' Robin explained and Kyle didn't make a
fuss. He didn't know what he would do the first time he took a bullet.
Robin had been shot a few times but cosmetic surgery had kept him
from being scarred from it. Kestrel decided he would worry about it
when the time came; that was what both Batman and Robin said. Right
now he clung to Robin's waist as they roared into Gotham on Robin's
modified Ninja, enjoying the wind and the ripple and shift of
Robin's tightly muscled stomach as he leaned into the curves. The
pair left the motorcycle in one of Robin's safe stashes and took to
the rooftops, soaring with acrobatic grace across the skyline.
   Kestrel liked this best, running across the rooftops full out
with his best buddy and lover by his side, taking a moments joy in
the sheer movement of his lithe, strong graceful body. He laughed
out loud and Robin grinned at him, understanding, another moment of
bonding between the two young heroes. Robin's belt beeped and he
intercepted a police call, a gang battle at 19th and Dexter,
practically right below their feet.

   Robin and Kestrel glided to the edge of the next building, silent
as leaves on the wind, and looked down into the alley, seeing about
thirty people squaring off with knives, guns, boards, anyhting they
could use as a weapon. They were Reavers and T-Men, trying to work
out distribution rights for the new avenues of drugs since Russia
had opened up. The Reavers were currently on top, Kestrel knew from
reading Batman's updates, and this was the last chance the T-men
were going to have to get their turf back. Kestrel frowned and
reached for his Batarang. The men who were so intent on raping him
when Robin had dropped into his life had been 79th Street Reavers, a
sub-cell of the much larger 'home' gang.
    Robin stayed his hand, put a finger to his lips and flipped open
the cellular comlink on his wrist, calling the exact locale into the
police. He tapped Kestrel's weapon belt and did the same, unloading
compressed gas capsules into his gloved hand. Vomit gas, Kestrel
noted and made sure his contacts and nose filters were in place. Then
with one motion followed Robin's lead in throwing the gas capsules
down into the midst of the gang and jumping down amongst them. The
gas exploded into dense green clouds and the young heroes had no
real trouble using their martial prowess to wipe up the choking,
vomiting gangbangers.
    Kestrel smacked his fist into his palm and grinned as he
surveyed the groaning, retching gangers, and followed Robin back to
the edge of the building as police cars began to arrive. They
watched silently as the teens and young men were led away, then kept
up their rounds, checking the most crime-ridden layers of Gotham.