The Sandman Saga Part 2
Batman falls under Sandman’s sway
The doors of the warehouse burst open as Batman ran inside. Lights and cameras were already set up. Right on a crate, Fagman was being fucked by a muscular handsome young man who was completely naked.
“What’s going on here?” The Director shouted as he turned to see who made the noise. “Holy shit, it’s Batman! Get him you fools!”
The crew dropped what they were doing and rushed the Caped Crusader. Batman put up his fists and punched the first running crew member in the face.
POW!
Not wanting to get surrounded, he leaped upon one of the large crates and kicked another crew in the head.
CRANK!
As the other men tried to climb on the crate, the hero pulled out his batrope and swung it towards the ceiling. The end attached to one of the lights and he swung in the air across the warehouse. As he flew, Batman pulled out two batarangs and threw them at some of the pursuing crew members.
BONK! BAM!
Landing in the middle of the scene that was being filmed, Batman grabbed the two porn actor’s head and slammed them against each other.
CLANK!
Fagman smiled as he threw out his hand. Purple dust hit Batman right in his face as a shiver ran down his spine. He blinked with uncertainty as he stumbled backward his hands waving in front of him.
“What is this?” He muttered as his very skin began to crawl.
He didn’t have much time to react as the crew ran towards him. Batman’s head felt so fuzzy and there was a weird sensation in his tights. Sensations and feelings that he never felt before exploded everywhere as he tried to fight. As his arms were grabbed, the hero swung them forward causing the two men to crash right into each other.
THUNK!
Despite his valiant effort, Batman was having a hard time focusing. There were still half a dozen men still swarming to get to him. He swung his fists at them but they have batted away like he was a small child.
“What have you done to me?” He accused the porn actor who looked so much like him.
“It’s just a gift to help you get in the mood!” He smirked as he leaned against a crate.
The men pointed and laughed as Batman looked down. He saw sporting a giant erection tented in his trunks.
“I will stop you!” The Caped Crusader gasped as he tried to regain control.
Fagman walked over to the struggling hero and punched him right in the face. Batman went down like a ton of bricks as his eyes glazed over and he passed out.
As Batman came to, he tried to rub at his eyes but found he couldn’t move his arms. His eyes popped open as he looked down at himself. He had been strapped down to an electric chair. From his surroundings, it looked like he was in the same warehouse. His utility belt was still fastened around his waist giving him hope that he can escape. If his fingers could just reach then freedom was just around the corner.
“I see you are finally awake, my dear Batman,” A deep voice said from the shadows.
“Who are you, fiend?” The Caped Crusader demanded.
“Don’t you recognize a dear old friend?” An older gentleman stepped out of the shadows. Wearing a floor-length fur coat, his hair was silver framed by a very distinguished face.
“Sandman! You won’t get away with this!”
“I already have, my dear Batman.” The villain laughed as he stepped forward. He opened his hand to reveal more of his purple dust and blew into the face of the hero.
He tried to hold his breath, but it was too late. Like before the dust started to do its evil work. His skin felt like it was on fire, but instead of pain, it was the crashing waves of pleasure. Batman tried to resist the effects by clearing his mind of all thoughts, but the bulge in his trunks started to grow larger.
“You won’t win. You can’t win.”
“You look so stressed, Batman,” Sandman said with phony concern. “I think your heroic lifestyle is wearing you out. Let me give you a new life of relaxation and pleasure.”
The Caped Crusader was still struggling when the villain revealed a movie screen. The lights turned down low as the movie started to play. Fagman was standing surrounded by a circle of naked men. The camera moved forward and forward until Batman thought that he was looking out of the eyes of the imposter.
“NO!” Batman cried out as he closed his eyes. “I refused to watch this filth.”
The electric chair started to hum and a small jolt seemed to hit the hero right up the ass. His eyes popped open as a wet stain appeared in the middle of his trunks. By now his cock was rock hard and he was feeling so very horny. His eyes were drawn to the movie again. Each of the men surrounding him on the screen was naked and their thick and throbbing erections seemed to salute him.
Oh god, what was happening to him? He felt so horny and yet so relaxed. Batman wanted to shit his eyes again, but it was so hard to take his eyes off the screen. He struggled against his bonds, but this time it was so he could fondle himself.
The camera moved forward and grabbed the dick of the most handsome man that he had ever seen. The arms looked just like Batman’s arms and he began to think that he really was living the movie that was playing.
“Oh Fagman, I want to fuck you.”
Yes, Batman thought with desire. A small jolt of electricity hit him right in his ass again as a groan escaped from his mouth. He was Fagman and all he wanted to was be fucked by other men.
Wait! The hero thought as his mind started to conflict with itself. I am BATMAN! I will not give in to Sandman’s games.
“Give in Fagman,” Sandman whispered seductively in his ear. “You lost this battle the moment you saw my movie in Commissioner Gordon’s office.”
One of his henchmen dressed in pajamas and the name “Nap” stitched into the shirt came forward and without blocking The Caped Crusader’s view, he knelt between Batman’s legs and started to fondle his tented trunks.
Batman groaned as he continued to watch the movie against his will. He couldn’t shut his eyes even if he wanted to. Between the effects of the Sandman’s dust, Nap’s manipulation of his cock, and the sex scene unfolding before his eyes, the hero knew that he was fighting a losing battle.
“Oh, Fagman,” The naked man in the movie moaned as he rubbed his hard cock all over the hero’s body. “Let me fuck you. Let me dominate you.”
“Yessssss,” The hero hissed as he felt his cock straining against his tights. The world around him faded as Batman felt himself being pulled into the movie. He was in the arms of the beautiful muscle man and he wanted him so badly.
“Let me fuck you, Fagman. Let me make you feel good.”
“I submit,” Fagman whispered hoarsely as he felt like his cock was going to explode. “Please fuck me.”
An electric thrill of pleasure shot through his ass as the hero felt himself being lowered to the ground. He lifted his legs up in the air and over his head exposing his ass that was waiting to be filled. The muscle man smiled as he ripped a hole in the trunk and tights exposing his pink virgin hole. He spits right into the entrance of Fagman’s forbidden hole before using his tongue to massage the hole into submission.
It was the most incredible feeling that he ever experienced. Electric thrills of pleasure flooded his body as his cock ached so much to explode. His body trembled as he held tightly to his ankles so that his lover could get full access to his ass.
After a full 20 minutes of getting his ass eaten, the muscled hunk lifted his head up and passionately kissed the groaning hero. As their tongues danced together, Fagman felt the hard steel rod of his lover softly pressing against his puckering hole.
“Fuck me,” He moaned through the kiss.
This was what he wanted. This is why he was born. Fagman’s goal in life was to bring pleasure to as many men as possible. His perfect muscled ass was built to be fucked over and over. His mouth yearned to suck as many dicks as possible. He would film thousands of porn movies to bring all the men in the world to orgasm.
As the movie reached its dramatic climax, Fagman withered in pleasure as he felt himself explode. His trunks were filled with his hot spunk as the small bursts of the electric chair continued to send electricity into his ass. When it was over, the hero sat in exhaustion as the movie faded into black.
“Fagman, do you hear me?” Sandman asked waiting to see if his experiment was a success.
“You…. You won’t get away with this you fiend.” The Caped Crusader whispered through his post orgasmic bliss.
The villain snapped his fingers and Nap quickly unlocked Batman’s bonds. The hero tried to leap to his feet and fight, but instead, he just swayed back and forth in a daze.
“Now it is time for your final doom, Batman,” Sandman said with an evil smile. “Give me your utility belt.”
“Nooooo,” The Caped Crusader groaned as he tried to resist. He knew that once he gave his belt to his nemesis, it would be over.
The struggle was evident to everyone watching. Nap snuggled in close and started to tug on Batman’s bulge. “Come on, bat baby, give in and it will feel so good.”
His spent cock started to harden again as the Caped Crusader felt the touch of another man. It felt so good, so natural. His hands went down to his belt and his fingers brushed the buckle. “No, I can’t. I mustn’t. It would destroy me.”
“Give in, Fagman,” Sandman commanded as he grabbed the hero’s nipples and started to manipulate them through the costume.
The stroking of his cock and the nipple play drove Batman over the edge. “No, no, no, no” He moaned pathetically as his hands trembled on his belt buckle. His lips quivered as the pleasure grew too much for him. A pool of cum was trapped in his tights and with Nap jerking his cock surrounded by so much cum, it opened doors of pleasure that he never dreamed possible. That combined with the new sensations of having his nipples played with, the hero was on the verge of cumming again.
“Arrrrr,” Batman cried out as he filled his tights once again with his spunk. The exact moment that the first drop of cum exploded from his trapped cock, the hero unbuckled his belt. His mind screamed as it suddenly went blank. Batman was no more.
The former hero stood up and stared at himself dressed in a Batman costume. “Why am I wearing this? This is not my costume.” He asked in confusion.
“No, it is my costume!” A voice said from behind him. Turning his head, Fagman gasped. It was the real Batman and he was wearing his porn costume.
“Oh my god!” Fagman exclaimed. “You’re really him. You’re Batman.”
“Yes, I am citizen.” Batman said with a heroic pose. “I had to wear your costume because you had stolen mine. Now give me back my costume.”
“I didn’t mean to steal it,” The former hero apologized. He started to take his costume off. The cape and boots came off as he stripped himself. Then was the moment that Sandman was waiting for. The former Batman took off his cowl and revealed that he really was Bruce Wayne.
“Pulling Nap aside, Sandman whispered his instructions. “Get over to Wayne Manor immediately. I want everyone brainwashed and cameras installed everywhere. Once his butler is mine, he will help you continue the next part of my plan.”
“Yes, sir, Mr. Sandman.” Nap said as he back away. “Right away, sir.”
By this time, Fagman had completely taken off his Batman costume and stood there naked with a rock hard cock pointing up in the air. He stared at his hero, Batman as the hero started to take off the Fagman costume. His body was so muscular and handsome, he thought as his horniness made him feel dizzy.
Sandman had more of his henchmen take pictures of Bruce’s face so that his replica could look exactly like the millionaire philanthropist. To keep his new Fagman happy during the process, a couple of the porn actors played with his muscular body.
When it was complete, the villain’s fake hero looked exactly like Bruce Wayne. The new Batman dressed in the freshly cleaned costume and looked every inch as impressive as the original. There was no way in telling the two men apart.
Batman gathered up the discarded costume and handed it over to the naked slave. “Here is your costume. Why don’t you put it on?”
Fagman took the costume and held it to his face breathing it in deeply. The spandex was crusted and stained with old and fresh cum stained. It smelt heavenly to him. As the former hero put on the hard and slimy costume, he felt like he was dressing in a used condom. His cock never felt harder and more turned on.
“Before, I go citizen,” Batman said as he smiled at the fully dressed Batman. “I will allow you the honor of sucking my cock, but make it quick, I hear you have a full schedule of shooting porns.”
Fagman grinned widely as he fell down to his knees. “Thank you so much, Batman. You don’t know how much this means to me.”
Fishing out the new hero’s cock, he treated it like the most exquisite treasure. Fagman moaned and sucked just like he was a professional. Batman bucked his hips and moaned before unleashing his load into Fagman’s mouth who swallowed every drop.
“If you excuse me,” Batman said heroically. “I have crimes to stop.”
As the Caped Crusader ran out the door, Fagman’s director pulled the porn star up on his feet. “Come on, now. We have work to do.”
His career as a porn star was just the beginning of Sandman’s revenge.
