"ROBIN'S RENDEZVOUS"
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By Robin Man, STUDS BBS
Robin returned from patrol that night, glad for the modified Ninja he rode; Summer in Gotham was blazing hot and muggy, and a hundred-mile-an-hour motorbike ride was a great way to cool off. Still, his tight costume clung to his powerful body as he walked the bike away from the giant tunrtable. He saw the long, black Batmobile; that meant Batman had made it home. He smiled, knowing what Batman would find waiting for him in the break room: Ramone, a really hung Latino stud who was also their big break in the recent drug and arms deals going down in Gotham. Robin decided to look in on them and saw Batman humping the handsome street kid, sweat pouring down his face as he fed his cock to the pretty boy's firm ass. Ramone's eyes were closed and it looked as if he were in seventh heaven with Batman's huge manhood in him. Robin also saw the dark hunk wore one of his old masks and was clad in ripped trunks!
Ramone had talked about a fantasy of his being Robin raped by Batman, so apparently he had told the Dark Knight about this and Batman had obliged him with one of Robin's old costumes, when he still wore the micro-bikinni green trunks. He saw the remnants on Ramone's body where Batman had fought him, holding him down and tearing the costume off his body before fucking him. Ramone's groans sounded throughout the Batcave as Batman repeatedly plowed the muscular teenager, and Batman sure looked like he was enjoying it.
Robin felt himself getting hard as he watched Batman fuck the young man, and he rubbed his growing cock through his scarlet tights. He slipped off his costume and showered, then changed into a spare. He still had ten hours or so to go before the DA would be ready, and they still had to gain additional evidence from the gang. Robin and Kestrel had rescued Ramone from his own gang earlier that morning, and had taken him back the Batcave where, in addition to writing down everything he knew and making tapes, he had fucked both teen heros, even as he was fucked by them. He had been a regular little stallion to have been totally a virgin as far as guys went just that morning. Robin wanted the pretty Latino man's cock in him again, soon, since Kestrel would be gone for a few days. God, he would be glad when he could start college and move in with Kyle Hamilton in the dorms. College was only a pretence for him, to get his diploma, since Batman had already taught him everything he would ever need to know about Criminology, his chosen field. He could help tutor Kyle in whatever he chose (he thought it was going to be Architecture) and then they could simply be with each other all day.
Robin toweled himself off just as Batman came though the door, wearing only his cowl to cover his face. His massive cock was hard, even after plowing Ramone's tight ass more than a couple of times, and he smiled at Robin as he came in to shower off.
"Nice present." he said simply.
"Jeez Batman, how many times did you do the poor guy? He's still pretty tight..."
"He's not now, after about four times."
"Yowtch! Man, I don't know how he stood it." Robin winced, smiling, remembering the times Batman had been REALLY horny, like tonight. He simply didn't get ANY sleep those nights, or Batman simply fucked his sleeping body until he woke up.
"He's a strong kid, like you and Kestrel. He stood up pretty well."
"Is he up for some more?"
"You really are horny tonight, Robin! And frankly, I'm not really through with him myself. He's a really hot boy." Batman toweled himself off and slipped into a clean costume, his uncut cock already making a bulge in the tight midnight-blue trunks. Robin got another spare uniform, and walked back over to Ramone.
The muscled teen was on his back, his well-built chest soaked with sweat. Beads glistened on his skin and ran in rivulets across his bulging pecs and filled the deep cuts of his rippled abs. He looked so peaceful in repose, his eyes closed and a smile on his lips. His huge young manhood was still half hard and Robin knelt beside the boy while Batman looked on. Robin cupped the boy's cock and balls in his hand, and squeezed them until the teen's cock responded and grew hard. Robin pulled the foreskin back and ran his tounge in between the foreskin and Ramone's delicate red cockhead. The boy groaned and woke up, and smiled to see the hot teen sucking his cockhead.
Ramone raised his arms and laid back for Robin to suck him, throwing back his head and shuddering as the experienced teen sent waves of hot pleasure through his body. Robin's gloved hand slid beneath his bulk to slip a slender finger deep in Ramone's still- slippery fuck-hole. Ramone arched his back, and then saw Batman's tall body standing over him. Batman smiled at the boy he had just got through banging a few minutes ago, and pulled his own thick, uncut meat from his trunks and rubbed it over Ramone's dewy lips. The boy reached and felt the Batcock stip into his mouth easily. Batman turned and straddled the end of the cot where Ramone's head now hung off and sliped his cock into the boy's mouth. The thick meat muffled Ramone's groans as he sucked Batman's huge cock and was himself sucked by the Teen Wonder. The handsome spanish boy was in the middle of a dream come true as the Dynamic Duo blowed and fucked him. He wanted to cry out to Batman to fuck him and fuck him hard.
Robin finally took all of Ramone's hearty cock down his throat and Batman pushed his cock all the way in, fucking the boy's throat. Ramone thrashed a bit and pulled back, but Batman followed him. "Suck it, street boy," He hissed as he pushed his cock further toward Ramone and the boy closed his eyes and tried to throat it as best he could. Menawhile he felt his cock about to burst from Robin's attentions when all of a sudden that silky tounge was no longer swirling around his cockhead. Robin straddled Ramone's lean body and slipped his tights down. Then he held Ramone's young horse cock upright and squatted on the boy's cock, taking it in his ass. Ramone moaned as he felt the heat and pressure of Robin's firm ass envelop his cock and he pushed forward with his hips, fucking the teen's butt as hard as he could. Robin grimaced at the huge hard-on up his hole, and leaned against Batman's backside, feeling the firm globes of the Dark Knights ass. Robin slipped his hand down Batman's tights and fingered the man's loose hole, feeling the warmth and wetness there left by the latin stud they were servicing now. Robin bore down on Ramones hearty meat and felt it slide a few more inches up his ass until it was in as far as it could go. Ramone bucked under him, fucking him as best he could and still wrap his lips and tounge around Batman's thick cock.
Batman grunted as he came, pulling back and splattering the Latin teen's face and chest with gobs of his spunk. He shot his first load all over the boy's face and neck, then felt Robin's fingers at his ass.
Batman turned to the pretty teen still with Ramones heavy cock up his ass and smiled. "Quite a butt-full isn't he?" Batman laughed, smiling at Robin's intense look of pleasure. He kissed Robin again and again, his first boy lover, and then pulled Robin off the Latin boy's cock. "You need some real meat, son..." and bent the Teen Wonder over Ramone's hard body, pulled Robin's black cape aside and slid his cock as far as it would go down Robin's ass in one slippery motion.
"OooooWWWWW!!!" Robin cried as the huge peice of meat penetrated him all the way to the root. Ramone's cock was trapped beneath the Teen Wonder, and started to jerk, deprived of Robin's small fuck- hole. Robin slid back and forth across Ramone's hard body, propelled by Batman's hard fucking. The young masked hero was red-faced and straining to take the huge peice of meat Batman shoved in him, squirming back and back until his balls pressed against Batman's. Robin groaned as Batman sped up, then slowed down, pulling almost all the way out, almost letting the tight little muscle close, then ramming his cock all the wy in Robin's slippery little ass. "AAAhhhh, Owwww, Batman that HUUURTS!" he moaned as Batman hefted the boy up, using his cock as a lever, pressing the kid down again, then using his cock to plow the boy's tight ass more and more. Robin tried to hold himself up, tried to releive a little pressure on his ass, but Batman kept him bent over. Ramone watched the fuck with rapt attention, and pushed the Teen Wonder's long hair out of his eyes where it had fallen. Robin gritted his teeth as he endured Batman's hard fucking, then gasped again and again as Batman somehow forced himself deeper into Robin's sweet ass.
Ramone was entranced by the intense fucking Batman was giving to Robin, and he groped his hand underneath the trapped teen until he found the rigid meat of Robin's slender cock and wrapped his hand around it. He started to slowly jerk the caped boy, working his hand between their hard bodies as Batman bore his 240 pounds of muscle down on them both. Robin's cock started to jerk and then unload it's cum right into Ramone's hand. He made a fist and pulled it out from under Robin's squirming athletic body and dripped Robin's cum right at the point when Batman's cock plowed him. He put his hand between them for a minute, masturbating Batman's huge meat as it plunged in and out of Robin's wet hole, but then Batman pushed it aside.
Batman groaned as he plowed his ward's tight young ass, making sure he hit the boy's prostate over and over again, sending ripping waves of heat through the caped teen's hard body. Robin shuddered beneath him as Batman fucked the boy as hard as he could, pressing his cock as deep as he could go, stretching the kid over and over, slipping in and out until with a groan he came, his cum exploding inside the Teen Wonder's tight ass as he shot over and over again.
He kept fucking Robin's tight hole as his cock jerked and jerked, feeling the slippery cum ooze out over the boy's pale ass and trickle over Robin's low hanging balls. The teenager under him moaned as silent tears trickled down his handsome masked face. Robin finally felt Batman start to get soft, then pull out of his fuckhole. Robin groaned as he felt the emptiness there, where before ten inches of iron-hard Batcock had been buried. Robin fingered himself a second, feeling the stretched hole, then stood up, grunting in the dull pain from his asshole.
Batman rubbed his gloved hands over his swinging cock and balls, wiping the cum from it and stuffing it back in his trunks. It was soft now and would stay that way for a little while. He wiped the sweat from Robin's brow and took his ward in his arms, feeling the pretty muscleboy melt against him, Robin's hard young body conforming to his statuesque form. Robin shuddered in Batman's embrace, and Batman bent down to kiss the boy on the lips, tounging him, his hand slipping down to the boy's slippery ass. He teased Robin's fuckhole with his thumb a second, the boy trembling against him as he did so, feeling Robin's body tense and respond, the boy's cock sliding up his leg hot and hard and ready. He briefly considered giving up patrol tonight and taking both boys up to his room and having more fun with them, especially Robin, but duty called and he had spent too much time with Ramone and his pretty partner already.
He kissed Robin once more and left, becoming one with the shadows of the Batcave. Seconds later, the Batmobile roared out into the night.
Robin sat back on the cot and pulled his tights up, cinching his utility belt tightly, and gasped for air a bit. Batman had fucked him like he had never been fucked before; now he could really understand what Kestrel had gone through being raped by Catman. He limped to the showers and stripped, then enjoyed a long hot shower, followed by Ramone. Ramone soaped the dried spunk off his massive chest, and helped Robin some, washing the boy's violated ass with gentle swabs as Robin clung to the railing with his jaw set. The young hero gulped a couple times as Ramone went too deep, and he saw blood on the rag more than once. He felt like crying; Batman had never been so rough with him before. He wanted to find Kyle and go to sleep in the handsome quarterback's arms, but Kyle probably could not get away. He would see. Besides, he needed to keep an eye on Ramone.
"Man, that looked like it hurt like hell..." Ramone's deep rich voice surprised Robin, and he turned quickly around with a gasp. Then he just nodded, wiping the water from his still-masked face. He would be glad when he could take the black dominoe mask off, but Ramone could not know his secret identity. He smiled weakly at the handsome Hispanic kid, with his bulging biceps and thick legs, a nice thick spanish cock swinging low across his thigh, the foreskin reaching down to cover the cockhead completely except for one glimpse of red. His balls swung even lower, and his cock twitched as Ramone began to soap them, twisting them this way and that to get them cleaned of the cum Batman had splattered on him, and of Robin's spent cream as well. His loins were spattered with dried cum, and it took a long time to dislodge all of it.
Fianlly both young men dried off, Robin using the towel gingerly on his violated ass. Ramone dipped his fingers in some cream and knelt, sliding the cooling ointment into Robin's well-used hole. Robin signed as he felt the fire in his ass die. Ramone's hand brushed Robin's balls and the Teen Wonder felt his cock jerk again. He sat down lightly and spread his legs.
"Here man, blow me, please? I got to get some sleep before I fall over and I can't do it with my cock so hard."
Ramone smiled and bent over Robin's slender penis, taking it in his mouth and using his tounge and teeth to bring the masked boy to a swift climax. Robin groaned as his abused prostate pumped cum into Ramone's waiting throat, feeling his abused butt muscles clench in reaction. He groaned and shot and shot and shot, then stood weakly. He laid down on one of the cots and didn't even bother with a sheet in the cool cave, and fell asleep with Ramone watching him.
Ramone watched Robin fall asleep; the boy had been put through some pretty rigerous sex play there at the end, and Ramone stretched his legs, remembering Batman's huge penis deep inside him. The Dark Knight had come upon him sleeping, flipped him over and was working his huge cock inside Ramone's butt when the boy had finally woken up. By then it was easy for Batman to hold him down and fuck him. He had dressed Ramone in Robin's old costume and then laid him down again for a good fuck session, then another until the hispanic boy thought he would surely burst from the loads of cum dumped into his ass. Robin was a better lover, really, gentler and more understand- ing. He wished Robin was awake right now so he could make love to hm like earlier, but for now the Batcave was his.
By now he had recovered some with the robustness of youth, and his cock twitched as he watched Robin sleep. Dim light made shadows in the hollows of the teenagers muscled chest and buried his small bush in darkness from which rose slightly his soft velvety cut penis, resting across his low-hanging balls, soft and deceptively small.
Ramone knelt beside Robin and laid his hand on the boy heros cock, feeling it twitch and get hard under his hand, swelling to a nice slender seven inches. He took his fingers and jacked the red- dening cockhead, pressing at the base where Robin's foreskin used to be attached. Then he bent over, gently so as not to wake the handsome teen, and took the smooth large cockhead in between his lips, wetly kissing on it until it started to jerk and Robin's warm salty cum ozzed into his mouth. The boy had cum a lot today, and it was lacking the force of his earlier ejeculations. Ramone was satisfied, though, then he took his horse cock in hand, pulled back the foreskin and rubbed it over the satiny skin of Robin's hard bicep, feeling the young muscle roll under his penis. He pulled back and masturbated a bit, wanting to spend himself on Robin's flat belly and then lick his cream off of the rippled hairless surface.
He slid his hand under Robin's muscular thigh and found the boy's smooth ass cheeks. Then further under Robin's heavy body he pushed and found the curve, then the puckered entrance to his hole. It was hot, and still a little wet and slippery from what cum was still in there coming out now that the teen was relaxed utterly. Ramone played with it a bit, then slid his hand away. Batman had been pretty rough with the kid, and he didn't want to hurt Robin at all.
He traced the boy's jawline, then carressed Robin's handsome face, brushing a lock of coal black hair out of the young man's eyes. He bent over and kissed Robin gently on th cheek and lips. Damn he MUST be out like a light! Normally we would have thought someone like Robin would be constantly alert. He had sort of hoped the boy would wake up at the first breathe across his cockhead, but he had already sucked him off and Robin was still asleep, utterly limp.
Ramone was tired now too, and he flopped down in the cot beside Robin and dreamed of the hunky teen's perfect body.
Robin was up early in the morning and saw that Batman stil was not back. Ramone slept the sleep of the totally exhausted next to him, and he was a little surprised that the hunky hispanic teen had not tried to sleep on top of him. Ramone's cock was half hard, and a small puddle of precum and spunk lay at the base of the oozing cock. Robin wondered what the handsome gang boy was dreaming of, but it was too late for that.
Robin did his morning workout in the nude, tumbling, jumping and stretching until his perfect young body was slicked with sweat and he was breathing hard. Then he did his cool down, showered and slid his costume on, adjusting the skintight spandex across his legs and making sure his trunks were not going to show his hard-on easily.
Robin walked back and woke Ramone up, then waited while the stumbling teen showered and shaved, then they both shared a large breakfast. "Well, me managed to keep you safe enough, and now you can turn State's Evidence on the Reavers. Your buddies are really going to be gunning for your hide, man."
"Well, I still have to do it. I watched my sister die from the drugs and guns we sold, and I decided it was enough. Time to do something about it, because I don't want to die dirty."
"Federal Witness program will have you packed off to Ohio or somewhere in a week. Going to miss Gotham?"
"Not really, but I will miss you three. Being with all three of you was the best thing I ever had happen to me."
"Glad you liked it. Well, it's time to get going. I'll drop you off at the police station first."
Ramone straddled Robin's motorcycle and clung to the costumed teen for dear life as they roared out of the Batcave into a blazing hot Gotham summer. Robin smiled as he felt the sun and the wind on his body; his nineteenth birthday would be in a few weeks, and he had been thinking about a lot of things, a lot of changes he would like to make now that his teenaged days were almost over.
He dropped Ramone off at the police, escorting the hunky ganger into Gordon's office himself. Then he was free to do as he pleased for the first time in almost two days. He went by Kyle Hamilton's house and only saw Kyle's motorbike in the drive. He slipped up to the house and then knocked. Kyle came to the door, yawning, wearing only a pair of white bicycle pants that did nothing to disquise his generous basket. Kyle saw Robin and smiled broadly, his handsome face almost glowing. Robin came in and kissed the pretty young man, holding him tight against his body. He smoothed Kyles twisted long blonde hair and felt the boys warm lips slid over his. Kyle was a good kisser, one of his best points. The pair walked back to the huge den.
"How's the home front? You up for some action tonight?"
"Crimebusting or just having a good time with you?"
"A little of both, since what we have to do tonight should not take very long." Robin flopped on the couch and slipped his cape from his shoulders. "I thought we might go see a movie or something, or rent a video. Your choice."
"I haven't seen 'Three Muskateers' yet, let's go to that."
"Great. Bring your civilian clothes and I'll keep them in the bike so we don't have to go all the way back to the Batcave to change."
The two young men came back to Kyle's house laughing and talking. Kyle opened Dick's shirt and slipped his hand over the handsome teen's washboard stomach, then kissed him. Dick slipped off his shirt and laid back on the couch, waiting for Kyle. Kyle dug his hands into his tight jeans and slipped off his T-shirt. Dick admired his lover's hard body as Kyle knelt beside him and started to carress his nipples. Dick's chest shuddered at the boy's gentle touch, and Dick relaxed, giving himself up to the handsome young man that had come into his life so unexpectedly more than a year ago. He looked at Kyles smooth body and blonde good looks and counted himself lucky. Kyle loved him and he returned that. They had faced death together, and that bound them in a way few other men could ever understand. Knowing this sleek young athlete would die for him, and that he would do the same for Kyle, lent a deep passionate undercurrent to everything they did together.
Kyle's hand continued it's journey across Dick's deep muscled chest, feeling the hard chisled body of his lover as he swept across Dick's flat pecs and squeezed the steely muscles of his arms. Dick reached around and drew Kyle to his chest, holding the teenager against him, feeling the beat of Kyle's heart, the rush of his blood, the sweetness of his breath and the salty taste of the soft flesh of his neck and cheeks. He found his lovers lips and the two boys embraced on the couch, enjoying the warmth and strength of one another as they necked on the couch, each feeling the smooth carresses of the other like it was the first time for them both.
Dick started to get hard, really hard and his cock pressed painfully against his jeans. He undid Kyle's jeans and slipped them down, feeling the firm dimpled butt beneath them. Kyle stood up and stripped, then helped Dick with his own clothes, then laid back down on his beautiful naked lover. The two young men moaned low in their throats as the heat of their powerful bodies made contact. Dick felt Kyles long manhood slid between the thick muscles of his legs and press against his pucker and it drove him wild. He forced himself to go slow, years of dicipline learned from Batman was required to keep from flipping Kyle over and entering him right then. He knew Kyle usually wanted to go slow, be hugged and cuddled and carressed, a long symphony of sleepy foreplay before letting Dick enter him, or before he was ready to enter Dick's firm ass.
Kyle kissed and bit Dick Greyson's smooth young body until at last he came to Dick's smooth cut seven inches of slender cock. Dick groaned as Kyle started to lick and probe his cock, then arched his back a little in his passion as Kyle started to play with his low hanging balls. Kyle played with Dick's cock a little, then with his tight puckerhole, then flipped his lover over slowly. Dick trembled, ready for Kyle's sweet invasion of his body, and closed his eyes as he felt Kyles fleshy cockhead press against his asshole. He relaxed and took the handsome athlete inside himself; so much easier than taking Batman, thank god. Kyle was slow and gentle with him almost always, and tonight was no exception. Kyle plowed his black-haired lover with slow easy strokes, slowly inching up Dick's ass then back down, extending the pleasure for both of them until Dick was trembling and ready to shout for Kyle to push him over the edge. Then the felt Kyle's strong hand slide under his firmly muscled body and wrap around his hard cock pressed into the couch and start to gently play with the cockhead. That was all the Teen Wonder needed to break him, and his cock started to shoot cum all over Kyle's hand, his ass muscle clinching regularly as he shot, the stimulation pushing the young blonde stud over the edge and he started to shoot his cum deep in Robin's hard muscled body.
Dick relaxed as he felt Kyles 160 pounds relax in him, knowing his lover was spent. He turned around when Kyles cock softened enough to let him loose, and he snuggled aginst the panting, spent boy. "God you are so good," Kyle whispered, half asleep. Dick smiled down at his drowsy boyfriend and kissed him again and again. Kyle moved his hard body against Dick and the lean youth kissed him again, not breathing, lost in the warmth of his lover's hard flesh. Dick felt himself getting hard again and he pressed his slender cock against Kyle's golden flanks. He slid his hand down Kyles smooth chest, teasing his large brown nipples to hardness, then brushing the transparent hairs of his flat stomach, then the small golden bush of pubic hair surrounding his limp cut eight inches of manhood. He played with Kyle's cock again, getting his lover hard, then he turned the sleepy teen on his side. moving Kyles leg so it would be easy for him. Dick took his hardening cock in hand and guided it to Kyle's sweet tight little ass. He played and teased with Kyles pucker a few minutes, letting the boy loosen up until he could slip two fingers up Kyles hot relaxed hole. Kyle jumped as Robin's finger brushed his prostate, and then groaned as he felt Robin start to fill him with seven sweet inches of teenmeat. Dick grunted as he slid himself into Kyle's tight rear, pausing to let this pretty boy adjust to him, stretch a bit more. Kyle relaxed and that made it a lot easier for them both, and Dick began to slowly, gently fuck his boyfriend with slow strong stroke that sent shuddering waves of pleasure through Kyles muscled young body. Dick slipped in and out of his lover, holding the limber boy close and carressing his smooth hairless chest and abs. Kyle spread his legs as far as he could then, and felt Robin slide as deep as he could into his ass, his slender cock driving Kyle wild. Kyle groaned as he felt Robin's strong hand jacking his cock and started to shoot again, his ass muscle doing the same thing to Dick Greyson; pushing him over the edge into an intense male orgasm. Dick cried out a bit as he surrendered to the tide of his orgasm, hugging Kyles tight young body to him as hard as he could. Kyle melted in his lover's embrace as his cock spasmed under Dick's hand and he felt the warmth of Dick's orgasm explode deep in his body. He closed his eyes and squeezed them until he cried. The two young men rolled in their intricate union, fused in a way they seldom found even with each other, their hearts, minds and souls binding as close as their strong bodies were.
Both boys felt their head clear and they lay clinging to each other, gasping with the exertion and the experience of their union. They lay in each other's arms, whispering through the night, too tired to sleep even until dawn came and touched their powerfully defined physiques with golden light.
Dick woke up fully from his dozing and extricated himself from Kyle' embrace. He padded over and fixed straight black coffee for them both. He looked over and saw Kyles long blonde lashes twitch. The smell of coffee always got him up. Dick sat down beside the naked youth as Kyle stretched like a young lion, all golden and tanned in the early dawn sunlight. He sipped at his coffee, simply watching Dick drink; the working of his throat, the smile on his face. He slid his han up Dick's broad back and Dick reached around to take his lover's hand and hold it gently.
After coffee, the two boys showered and dressed in their civilian clothes, then took Kyles bike to the Batcave.
Dick did some work on the Batcomputer, then called Kyle over. "Kyle, I've been giving this some serious thought, and I need to talk to you. It's pretty serious in a way, for both of us. I've decided not to be Robin anymore. No, wait!" He said at Kyles pale face.
"I need my own identity, now that I'll be 19 next month, and being part of 'Batman and' just isn't good enough anymore. I need something for myself, and I've been Robin since I was 12. I'm not going to quit being a superhero, just quit being Robin the Teen Wonder."
"Gee, I hope you don't want ME to be Robin; I don't think I could live up to it."
"--I-- think you would be just fine, but actually I got a message from Donna Troy the other day that helped me make up my mind. She's got this idea to revive the Teen Titans, and she wants me to be team leader again. I...I'm going to accept and move to New York, where we'll be based. Permanently. And I want you to come with me."
Kyle, shocked doubly, sat back in the chair beside Dick. "Wow, that's some change. Really."
"I'll understand if you don't want to come; Gotham is your home, and it's as much a part of you as it is to me and Bruce."
"No, YOU are a part of me, and I would go wherever you wanted, same as you would do for me, I think."
"And if you say stay, I'll stay."
Kyle thought for a long hand minute, then turned back to Dick. "New York sounds fine with me," he smiled "But who will you be?"
Dick turned to the computer and pressed the EXECUTE key. "Nightwing," he said. The computer came up with a naked image of Dick Greyson, his smooth muscled body seemingly suspended in space, then a network of lines built up rapidly around the image, following every curve and contour. Dick's image was covered with midnight blue material, with black gloves and boots, a golden utility belt, and a golden 'feather'-like pattern across his back, his deep chest, and at the cuffs of his boots and gloves. His mask was different, midnight blue and more jagged. There was no cape, only a stretched length of the golden material from his upper arms to his back, almost like short wings.
Kyle gaped at the new costume, entraced by it. "God, that's GREAT," he grinned, and turned to see Dick's tall firm body already wearing it. He stepped up to the costumed teenager, and ran his hands across Nightwing's hard body, loving the feel of the skintight material as it hugged his lover's body. He stood back as Nightwing modeled it for him. "Watch this," the blue-clad avenger said to him, and Nightwing climbed up on the side of the cave, then jumped off with no mat beneath him. The air caught under the wing-cape and he glided to a light landing beside Kyle. Kyle was stunned, and then he laughed with releif. "Man, I thought you were going to land flat on your ass."
Nightwing slapped his friend on the back, and led him over to his motorcycle, the "R" logo already changed to the stylized 'bat' symbol on Nightwing's belt buckle. He opened the trunk part and took out a package.
"Thought you might like a change too..." and handed it to Kyle. The excited boy slipped off his clothes and opened the box, then began to put on the new costume. It was a shortsleeved black body suit with black boots and gloves, a grey utility belt, and a dark grey jacket with more room for gadjets. A black domino mask like the one on his previous costume rounded out the uniform. He pressed the adhesive mask to his face and looked at his sleek body in the mirror.
"Man this is really hot! Thanks! But what should I call myself now?"
"How about....Raven? Or Rook?"
"Rook sounds great. I think there's already a 'Raven' isn't there? Some guy with wings?"
"Probably. Nightwing was really my third choice, but the others I thought of were already taken. Rook sounds just fine. And that costume looks great on you. It's sure a great help that you have the same measurements I do."
Rook embraced Nightwing and then kissed him, overwhelmed by the whole situation. He misted up and stood away from Nightwing.
"I'll sure miss this place."
"Wait until you see Titan's Tower, and our room."
"OUR room?" "Yeh; roommates at college and roomates at the Tower. They have plenty of space if you would rather..."
"NO, it's fine. Better than fine. I mean this is pretty sudden. We had planned to be roomies at Hudson. Now I can be with you almost all the time. If I had my own room, I'd never spend any time in it anyway...."
"Well, we'll have a pretty big suite, so we each have a lot of space to ourselves. Want to go up and check it out?"
"Yeh, that would be great." Kyle hopped on the bike behind Nightwing and the two of them rode off together to the airport.