The Sandman Saga: Part 6
But gay boys love Throbin’s ass every day
Robin eventually recovered from his double fuck as he carefully climbed off the lid of the dumpster. He looked down at his naked bottom half and realized that he needed to find his discarded briefs and pixie boots. The boy paled when he realized that the pieces of his discarded costume were still in the dumpster. Taking a deep breath, he opened the lid and began to rummage through the garbage.
The hero started to grow frantic as he searched. He remembered that they had fallen off when he was in the steel box, but as he picked through the rotting remains of refuse, there was no sign of his briefs and boots. It wasn’t until he reached near the bottom that the Boy Wonder finally found the remains of his costume.
He wanted to throw up as he examined the soiled briefs. His face paled when Robin saw that there was a hole in the back of his briefs. The hero just wanted to hurl them back in the trash, but what other choice did he have. Robin never felt so low as he pulled the briefs up his legs leaving a trail of ooze up his muscular legs. The material felt so slimy as it clung to his groin in an alarming way. The cool air against his butt cheeks confirmed that they were hanging out in the open.
Robin grimaced as he put his bare feet into his boots. He could feel something cold and clammy oozing between his toes. It was like stepping into a mud pit. The boy never felt so disgusting, humiliated, and utterly pathetic in his entire life. The only thing that was missing was his cape, but no matter how much he searched that disgusting dumpster, he could find no trace of it. It looked like he was going to have to travel back to Wayne Manor looking as he did.
Looking down at himself, The Boy Wonder wanted to burst into tears. It was bad enough that he wasn’t wearing his tights to cover up his legs and his ‘R’ emblem was replaced with a picture of an erect cock. That alone would have been humiliating. His red vest and green shirt were covered with dry cum. Every breath he took brought the smell of cum to his senses. He smelled like a used condom. If that wasn’t bad enough, he also smelled like a walking trash can. His tiny briefs were so stained with refuse that he could hardly tell that they were once green. Every step his feet made a squishing sound as the garbage that filled his boots molded itself to his bare feet.
Gathering up his courage, Robin knew that he had to keep it together. Tonight had been hell on earth for him, but he would never give up. The Boy Wonder knew that if he made it back to Wayne Manor, Batman would help him recover from this. His first step brought a sharp pain as his once virgin ass screamed out in agony. It didn’t help that his muscular cheeks were completely exposed by the hole in his briefs.
Going out in public like this was out of the question. Robin reached for his utility belt, but the only things in there were dildos, condoms, and lube. How could anyone be able to not only replace his costume but the contents of his belt as well? The hero looked around for anything that would take him up to the rooftops. Keeping himself out of the public eye would save him further shame.
The blasting music of police sirens rushed the alley where Robin was hiding. His eyes grew wide when he realized that something big was going on. Rushing to the entrance, he saw police car after police car speeding by with their lights and sirens blaring. Right behind the rushing cop cars was the Batmobile. Robin gasped when he saw Batman sitting in the driver’s seat. Next to him was a young man who looked exactly like him dressed as Robin.
How was that possible? The young hero thought as he raced from the alley after them. His face reddened as people gasped and pointed at the sight of him. Every stride of his muscular legs sent sharp pains of agony radiated from his battered ass. He must have been quite the sight covered in dried cum and garbage, but the boy knew his only hope was to reach Batman. He had no idea who the fake Robin was, but it must have been some kind of plot to lure his mentor into a trap.
The chase eventually took him to City Hall where the cop cars formed a barricade around the main entrance. Batman and the imposter Boy Wonder were talking with Commissioner Gordon. The boy stared in amazement. The imposter’s body language, the way he spoke, and every last detail of his appearance looked exactly like the real Robin. How was this possible?
“Batman!” Robin called out as he pushed aside police officers to get to his mentor.
The Caped Crusader blinked in shock as he stared at the disheveled young man dressed like a slut and covered in cum and garbage. “What is this?”
“Holy Double Jeopardy, Batman!” The other Boy Wonder said also in shock.
“It’s me, Batman. Robin.” The young hero declared as the surrounding cops murmured in surprise
“Could this be some kind of trick?” Gordon said as he frowned at the new arrival.
The other Robin snickered as he shoved the boy back. A cloud of purple dust hit The Boy Wonder in the face as he staggered back. His body started to tingle as he fought against the dastardly effects.
“You have to believe me, Batman.” Robin pleaded as he felt his cock start to harden. “I’m the real Robin. This is an imposter!”
Batman looked at each of the Robins as he tried to figure out which was the real one. “There is only one way to settle this. Both of you must fight each other. I will know instantly which one I trained.”
Fight? In his condition? Robin knew that in his state he would be at a serious disadvantage. “There has to be some other way!” He insisted. An idea came to him. “I know, I can tell you things that only Robin would know. Surely that will prove that I am real.”
The Caped Crusader stepped forward, but the fake Robin grabbed his arm. He held up his finger as he shook his head. “I’m going to get to the bottom of this right now.”
Robin felt a rush of relief as his mentor touched his shoulder. His eyes grew wide as the hero opened his hand and blew some more of the purple dust into his face. Any resistance he had crumbled like a broken wall as the boy’s hormones went out of control. The Boy Wonder sheepishly covered up his crotch to keep his throbbing erection hidden from sight.
“The only way to prove you are real is to fight each other.” Batman insisted.
The Boy Wonder opened his mouth to object. Yet the idea of proving himself vanished from his mind. He stared at the young man who looked exactly like him and all he could think about was having that tight muscular body against his own. A dumb expression filled his pretty face as he nodded in agreement.
“I’m not going to go easy on you!” The other Robin declared as he pounded his fist into his hand.
As the fake rushed forward, The Boy Wonder had to uncover his crotch to block the punch. Gasps were sounded as everyone stared at his hard cock barely contained by the garbage stained briefs.
Their hands locked together as each boy struggled to overpower the other. It was like staring into a mirror as Robin felt his strength slipping. The lack of sleep, the constant fucking and cumming, and his painful ass made it almost impossible to match the other boy in strength alone. Batman watched them with a stern look on his face. Robin knew that he needed to show off the training he received if he was going to convince his mentor that he was the real deal.
The hero had no time to react as he was suddenly pushed back. His blue eyes widened in shock as the fake leaped in the air and landed a spinning kick right into his chest. The Boy Wonder flew back and hit the wall behind him as his arms splayed out. He heard a tearing sound as his rock hard cock ripped through the soiled briefs bobbing out into the open. Oh god, he felt so horny. The need to stroke himself was overwhelming.
Even as he struggled, the other Robin strode forward and grabbed him by his dick. The Boy Wonder yelped both in pleasure and shock as the fake spun him around using his erection as a handle tossing him across the plaza in front of City Hall. As he tumbled across the pavement, more tears and rips appeared in his costume.
Robin had never felt so dominated and so turned on in his entire life. He began to have doubts about his true identity. Here he was laying on the ground stroking his hard cock while the other boy fought exactly how Robin would fight. What was more is that he wanted desperately wanted to be fucked in the ass by this sexy lad. As the other walked towards him, the hero’s eyes zeroed in on that bulge in his green briefs. Licking his lips, he yearned to wrap his lips around it and give both of them pleasure.
“Who are you?” Robin demanded as he grabbed the masturbating fake by his hair. “Why are you impersonating me?”
His face was so close to that beautiful bulge that the heat felt like it was burning him. “Please, let me suck your cock! I need to suck your cock!”
The Boy Wonder slapped the slobbering slut across the face. Instead of a yelp of pain, it only seemed to turn the imposter on even more. “Who are you?” He demanded as he slapped the horny boy again and again.
Tears formed as his cheeks turned red from the constant slaps. His mind exploded as his hand furiously masturbated his throbbing cock. His tongue reached out as far as it could hoping beyond hope that it would brush against that beautiful green bulge. Finally unable to take it anymore, the former hero screamed in passion as his cock exploded.
“I am Throbin!” He wailed as the first shot of cum hit him right in between the eyes. His mind shattered as all memories of his former life faded and was replaced by fake memories of his time as a porn star.
His cock continued to shot out his precious seed as Robin shoved him aside and stepped back so that his boy jizz would not stain his pristine costume. Throbin fell on his back as he milked his spasming cock. This was the mother of all orgasms as the brainwashed hero moaned like the slut that he had begun.
Batman stepped forward with a grim look on his face. He patted Robin on his shoulder. “Good job, old chum. You exposed this faker for who he really is. We need to return him to The Sandman and have a word with him. I don’t mind him making porn movies based on us, but he needs to keep his whores under control.
As the Dynamic Duo lifted the cum stained boy and carried him to the Batmobile, the cops watched in shock. They had never seen something so depraved and disgusting in their entire lives. Yet some of them covered their expanding crotches as they admired the cum and garbage stained nude body of the Robin imposter. Perhaps Sandman would let them have a crack at that sweet ass.
