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Nightwings Stripper Daze
Part 11 - Nightwings Stripper Daze
By Kyle Cicero
Email: kysen1@yahoo.com

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Al left the club confident he had bested the two strong virile men. Each was a champion in his own realm. He was soon to find out how wrong he was in this fact.

True the drug short circuited controls and rendered their recipients mentally unable to formulate anything but Bruno, unlike Nightwing, was a creature of passion and acted without thinking to get to his goals. That animalistic approached served him well today. He wanted to fuck Nightwing. He wanted victory over the pompous teenager that had him caged him so long ago. That pure emotional directive got up him up off the floor. Leaving Nightwing he went to Al’s office. Acting on pure instinct to win, as he always did, moved solely on his emotional level. He soon found the antidote. He gulped it down then grabbed another bottle of it and gulped more of it into him. Then he sat and waited as the drug’s effects dissipated. “Thought you’d fuck me huh, Al”, he snarled as he sat in the very chair where the fat man had splattered his face with cum. “Well I fuck you now!” He growled as he felt the lingering sexual heat of the drug in his loins. “But first I take care of business!” He smiled as he went to the stage where Nightwing lay peacefully slumbering. With deft movement he yanked off Nightwing’s cum stained briefs.

“Huh,” Nightwing groggily sighed as this action woke him.

“Get on all fours kid right now because I’m cherry popping ya ,” Bruno shouted vehemently as he violently pushed Nightwing over onto his stomach then grabbed the tapered waist of the dopey hero to pull him up onto all fours. He spread Nightwing’s legs to expose the rosy lightly haired hole of the latter. “Sweetly pink and untouched…till now!” Bruno laughed as he spit on it to get it slick. He let his fingers work on the entryway until Nightwing squirmed and whimpered in delight.

“Mmmmm,” feels nice,” Nightwing lightly whined as he wiggled his arse-hole on Bruno’s fingers. “Feels nice,” he giggled.

As Bruno slipped them past the outer muscles the once macho and stoic hero cooed with excitement. Bruno could feel the soft inner lining of Nightwing’s chute. He let his fingers work on Nightwing’s hole feeling the strong outer ring muscles relaxing under the assault. By the way Nightwing was reacting the buff young hero was more than ready. “Okay now we fucking bitch ya to me forever,” Bruno hissed as he placed his throbbing cock at the entry way. “Feels nice huh kid,” he joked as he rubbed his head against the relaxed entryway. “Going feel a bit difficult for a bit but later on you’ll cream for more!” He laughed as he shoved slowly into his ‘student’.

“AWWWWW!” Nightwing cried out as Bruno’s rounded dick-head of plopped inside. He felt as if his arse was on fire. Instinctively he moved forward to escape but Bruno wrapped his arm around Nightwing’s waist and forcefully pulled him backward onto the former’s erection! “OWWWW, that hurts. Get it out please ,” he moaned.

“Nah ya bitch,” Bruno replied happy to hear Nightwing saying please. “You lose it all right now,” he growled as he eased more of his boner into the wailing young hunk’s guts

“I…can’t…its…too…big,” Nightwing pitifully moaned.

“Just take a deep breath and relax boi,” Bruno laughed as he pushed in further.

“Ohhh,” Nightwing sobbed in protest. Yet for all his cries and protests he stayed still. Bruno soon heard Nightwing gulping in air.

Deep breathes and relax your arse hole, Dick,” he chuckled encouragingly. “Come on you can f do it.”

As instructed the young virginal hero willed his butt muscles to relax. “ I…aw…God,” he wailed as Bruno pushed fully into him.. Yet, as he was ordered, he continually took deeper breaths. “You…have…up…my …arse!” Nightwing gasped.

“Now we fuck,” Bruno howled in triumph. “Fuck time bitch,” he yelled as he began his rape. Over Nightwing’s screams he began insanely fucking the no longer virginal young arse. “We know you like it,” Bruno demanded as he thrust deeply into the once undefiled guts of the howling younger man. "Tell me you are my bitch now!"

Nightwing's only reply was a series of moaning, “Uhhhhhh,” and unintelligible groans.

“You like it? Don’t you,” Bruno repeated with insistence as he increased his screwing. "So say to me i own your arse. Say the words that you are my bitch!"

Again, the only sounds in response were just more moaning and groaning. Then a change took over as Nightwing’s repeatedly arched, then relaxed his back muscles. His verbal utterances, while still incomprehensible, grew in volume, “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”. From his gyrations it was obvious the buff hero was becoming aroused. His strong muscular thighs quivered. He began pushing back upon the invading cock. “fuck,” he mumbled.

Bruno’s strokes continued in strength. He knew Nightwing loved his anal rape but he wanted more than some vaguely mutual unspoken ‘knowledge’ between them that the latter was Bruno’s cum-dump. Bruno wanted the young hunk to verbalize it so both heard this admission. It was critical that the object of his sexual release know this fact down to his very core.

In prison once a young “fish” gurgled that confession out he was broken and controlled. Bruno was , if anything, a man driven and utterly persistent. He decided to go, as they said in prison, "balls deep' to win. He savagely pulled Nightwing's strong thighs farther apart to allow him a deeper fuck. As he rammed inwards his balls slapped against the young crime-fighters.

"Awwwww BAAAATTT," Nightwing bellowed as the vibrations of their ball-strikes only added to his sexual heat.

"Go on say it," Bruno roared back as his erection found Nightwing's prostate. "Got ya now Dick," he laughed as he pounded the object with his cock!

“Oh, fuck,” Nightwing whined once more as his head seemed to explode. His butt hole was now stretched beyond the limit, but Nightwing has never before begged for mercy. He stayed on his hands and knees as Bruno increased his screwing speed.

“You like it,” Bruno as noted Nightwing's whimpers. "Say you like it kid," Bruno yelled as he ravaged the young man's prostate.

Sweat beads appeared on Nightwing’s cheeks. He was going crazy. Finally something cracked in him as he bites the proverbial pillow.

"I do. Fuck my hole," the stud yelped. "I'm your bitch!"

“Damn right,” Bruno replied as he flipped Nightwing unto his back. He kept y up his fucking. Time for the finale he thought. "Take off the mask and tell me yer name boy," he growled as he ground into Nightwing.

The sexually conquered hero gazed at Bruno's grinning image. Tears formed in his eyes as he reached up to pull off his mask. As he touched it a battle raged in his mind. From his early days as the formidable Boy Wonder he had been taught that his secret identity was never to be revealed. To young Dick Grayson it had been an idea so instilled into his psyche that it was intimately bound up in his self-image as a crime fighter and now as a man. He’d grown up proud, in fact over proud, of this secret identity. It made him s feel special from others. He was the defender of all. He thought of himself as the shiny knight above others. To reveal whom I he was betrayed himself on its most fundamental level. He would be scum he told himself. It was the “ last man standing” of his old persona.

Bruno somehow knew all this and thus he demanded this final tribute. As they used to say in prison” fuck his arse is fine but fuck his head and that cunt is yours 24/7 forever. "Take off the mask and tell me yer name boy," he growled sharply as he furiously fucked to victory.

Then it happened. That heroic part of his mind disintegrated under Bruno’s sexual exploitations. No one had ever given Dick Grayson such erotic ravishment. He had no defense against the one foe he was untrained to meet: his own untapped sexual urges. Batman had taught him to ignore sexual needs as a sign of weakness. A lifetime of occasional and perfunctory sexual encounters and rapid masturbations had left him immature in sex. His inner unrealized sexual drives were now in full swing. Perhaps if he’d vented his sexuality often and lustily with the adoring women and girls who threw themselves at him as Robin and then as Nightwing he would have won his mental strife. Bruno would not have prevailed. But, in handling his magnificent body’s sexual stimulations, Nightwing was a mental child. Bruno was now giving him an advanced degree in record time. He lost it! “Fuck me,” he screamed as the once proud unconquerable champion had been crushed in a landslide of erotic plesure. The last remnant of his life as Nightwing was to be surrendered. “My...name...is," he sputtered as he grasped the sides of his mask and began pulling it from his face. Any final hesitation was gone when Bruno cock’s slammed a highly sensitive spot on Nightwing's prostate. "Oh god," Nightwing babbled as he ripped off his mask to show his face to Bruno. "I am Dick Grayson. I am Dick Grayson," he wailed in a bleary eyed frenzy as he suddenly climaxed. His sperm shot upward then landed down spattering on his chiseled chest area.

"Dicked ya, huh Dick Grayson," Bruno howled in triumph. "Dicked ya, and now I seed ya," he roared as he shot his creamy seed into Dick Grayson. He pulled out and quickly straddled Dick's chest so that his cock was by the moaning former hero's lips. "Clean me. My bitches always do this," he snarled. As he watched Dick meekly lifted his head and tongued off his owner's cum stained manhood. "Good bitch," Bruno laughed as he tousled dick Grayson's hair. He reached over to put Dick's mask back on. "Only I know got this about ya got it!" He sharply said.

Nightwing merely nodded his cock stuffed face in agreement. He slurped and slobbered over his owner meat as his mind solidified into docility. The stallion had been saddle-broken forever. He would always obey his rider from now on twenty-four seven..

“So that means that bat fuck is…” Bruno asked to test his power.

“Bucth Waynth,” Nightwing gurgled though his cock stuffed mouth. He gave it all up, the Bat Cave’s secrets and the other hero’s identities, as he answered every query Bruno put to him. Through it all Dick never stopped slobbering on Buno’s cock. “You did good Dicky,” Bruno laughed as he finally rose up from the cock-sucking crime fighter. You’ve a strip show in an hour. I got a fat fuck to deal with.” Bruno straddled over the prone stud. Al was going down hard tonight. The portly manager had sold exclusive fucking rights to the Joker and he had charged extra so the Joker alone would know dick’s real name. Now that ‘exclusivity’ was gone. The Joker would not like how he paid big bucks so sloppy seconds on Nightwing’s cum filled arse. Bruno grabbed his cell and called the criminal psychopath to break the news that Al had lied and cheated him! After he finished he looked down at the masked face of the hero who had once had him jailed. His cock grew hard once more. “One last thing,” Bruno muttered as he reached down to jerked himself off. “Take this ya dick-sucker,” he grunted as he creampied Dick Grayson. “Now go wash up,” he barked as he left the spunk-faced and fully mind fucked young stud.

That night the masterminds of crime filled the club to capacity. Bruno strode out on stage to greet them. “Welcome all,” he grinned appearing before them in mask and briefs. “I am sorry to announce Al is rather late .” He paused to glance at the Joker who insanely giggled at the true meaning of that line. “But,” Bruno continued. “We’ve a promised star tonight so lets give it up for Nighwing whom, I might add, ‘gave it up’ to me a short time before this show.” Bruno lewdly winked as he said this and grabbed his crotch for emphasis on that revealed fact. The audience cheered at that knowledge.

The Joker looked slightly annoyed until he fondled the notebook in his hand that Bruno had just given to him. It contained all of Nightwing’s knowledge about his fellow super hero and crime fighter’s identities and weaknesses. Even more critical, Dick had given up their hideouts and safety passwords. With this dirt Joker knew he would crush them all. He had lost the chance to deflower the grown up boy blunder but he had been assured of first dibs on a certain bat.

The music started then a spotlight hit the masked Nightwing. He was wearing leather bikinis. He began to sway as the audience hooted their derision and glee. The show was about to begin. Everyone watched with eager anticipation….

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