Detectives Log

By Farrell Mc Nulty

Published on Sep 9, 2005

Gay

We go off into the bedroom to put my costume on. I'm takin' stuff off as we're runnin'. Aw, this was gonna be beautiful, beautiful. Eddie opened up the box, first off, slidin' the bat shirt on me, polishin' the chest symbol. Then, he lay me down and slowly slid the satin stockings and shorts, feelin' the material of the shorts, gettin' me good and hard. Now the boots. I moaned as he touched me, as I always do. He stroked the boots back on the way down. He sat me up and slid the mask over my head, adjusting it so's I could see outta the eye holes. Gloves were next, just as he slid the boots on my gams, the gloves were slid up my arms and he licked them as he slid them. "The cape is next, Boss-man" "Mmm, go for it", I begged. He took my hand, stood me up and just like a magician or a bullfighter whipping it in the air for a second or two while I smiled. As he twirled my cape, his cape also twirled right along with his body. He then wrapped it around me, caressing it as it cascaded. He then fastened the snap around the neck and then I was in business. Oh, wait, the utility belt. Can't go nowheres without that. Like American Express. Eddie slid the belt around me, putting his arms inside my cape around my body as his cape slid down a little. Man, it was cape on cape. I was gettin' so turned on, he was, too. We wrapped each other up in each other's capes. All-a that satin everywhere. Get the picture? Yes, we see. That's when I fell for the Boy Wonder of the Pack. Eddie and I kissed ever so passionately, in between I mumbled, "oh, oh, Boy Wonder", or somethin' like that. Eddie says, "hey, you know my favorite part of dressing up?" "What's that?" "Takin' it all off and just doin' it!" "PRECISELY, Robin" - THEN!

"What the hell was that noise?" I said. "I don't getcha" I heard someone strugglin' down the hall, sounded pretty violent. There was some shoutin' and some thumps, followed by some painful moans. "Aw, maybe it's someone else playin' a little rough" "No, not at all, I ain't kiddin' someone's in trouble." Eddie sprang into action, "let's change and go take care-a this" "No time for that, we'll have to go like this!" We flew through the apartment out the door, and down the hall. "Holy jeez, it's that guy from witness protection, bein' dragged away!" "Not anymore, he ain't!", I said, as we ran down to stop the thugs in their tracks. There was three of 'em. two draggin' the poor guy to his grave, who kept goin' - the third one spotted us. There was a bit of a stand still, then he whips a couple of darts out from his inner jacket pocket and throws them at us, hitting each of us. We was paralyzed. "Holy D'artagnan", screamed Eddie as we both fell down. The phone was ringin' from our place. We couldn't get it, we were still stunned. "what'll we do now?" Eddie moaned. "Wish I knew, boy" I says, "I wish I knew". The phone wouldn't stop ringing - it was gettin' louder and louder, then..............

"Huh? What?" Next thing I know I'm back at the office. I look around. Then it dawns on me. I was back at my desk, still starin' at the costume shop website. I guess I started daydreamin' right after Eddie left. Phone still ringin' "Yeah, Batz here" It was Eddie, wonderin' if I wanted dessert. He was thinkin' of picking up a pie or somethin'. I laughed at myself. "What's so funny?", he says. Still laughin', I says, "Kid, you wouldn't believe me if I told ya."

Next: Chapter 15


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