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St: Robin's Winter Vacation  (t/M, spank, sex, fan-fic)

This story is fan-fiction about Robin, the Boy Wonder.  It contains
scenes of spanking and sex.  If such a subject is offensive,
uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.

This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited
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The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
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Robin's Winter Vacation
By
Y. Lee Coyote

Like all my fellow students at Woodrow Roosevelt High School, I was
especially anxious to get home this day for the dismissal bell indicated
the start of winter recess.  I had packed everything last night and so
had my guardian, Bruce.  We were to take the evening train for a week of
skiing at Lake Placid.  It had snowed and snowed for the last month and
the ski reports were the best possible.  And best of all, the Batmobile
was staying in the Batgarage and the Batoutfits in the Batcloset.  The
mayor could do what the f*ck he wanted with the Batsignal for we would
*not* be around to see it.  We had planed this for a long time; long
days on the slopes and then uninterrupted fun and games at night.  No
Batsignal and no teachers; no racing to save Gotham and no homework.
Not even Alfred to interrupt us with an important call from the Most
Honorable Chief of Whatever.

I was, to say the least, flying higher then the Gotham Tower!

Well, I was until I got home.  Alfred had my milk and cookies waiting as
always.  I thought I was a little old for that but it happened anyway.
Secretly I liked it for it was relaxing and comforting.  There was also
a note from Bruce.  The exact details don't matter but it read:

Dick,
The world has been shattered and I have put it back together again.  I
can NOT take the week off.  I'm terribly sorry.
The good news is that you still can go skiing.  An old friend of mine,
Clark, will take my place.  I trust that you will listen to him and have
lots of fun.
Love,
Bruce
P.S.  Clark will join you at Albany as he is coming in on the Century.
P.P.S.  If things go well, I'll join you later in the week.

Alfred did not know why Bruce went off by himself to save the world.  I
was disappointed but decided that going was better than staying home
especially since Alfred would be on vacation.

				oOo

It was before dawn when Clark woke me to get dressed to get the bus to
our hotel.  Later we had our first look at the snow covered mountains in
the morning sun.  It was fantastic!  Clark insisted that we have
breakfast for there would be lots of time to ski.

And ski we did.  For hours and it was great.  Clark was a good skier and
we went on the medium slopes.  After that workout we were ravenous and
ate hardily.  We were both exhausted and returned to our room right
away.

It was when we went to bed that I got my first look at Clark's body.  I
was impressed.  If anything, it was even better than Bruce's!  It would
be nice to get close to it although there certainly would not be the
emotional attachment that existed between Bruce and me.  I also decided
that I had better wait a bit and see if he wanted to play.  It would not
be nice to offend one of Bruce's friends.

It was very soon after the light were out that I felt Clark's strong
hand caressing me and I quickly returned the favor.  The steel hard rod
in my hand left no doubt that Clark wanted to play.  I was amazed at how
easily Clark moved my own body about and told me to "Just relax and
enjoy, Robin." when he released my wrists.  Bruce almost always made me
do the work with lots of directions until he plowed me but apparently
Clark was very different.  I stayed still as Clark played with my body
-- caressing me with most talented fingers, lips and tongue.  I was
flying with delight as Clark worked on my nipples even before he moved
south to the more sensitive regions.  I had quickly decided that Clark
could do anything he wanted as long as it felt this stupendous.

And fantastic it was as Clark enveloped my dick in his hot mouth.  Bruce
did this occasionally but hopefully Clark would do did a lot more.  It
was so incredible that I quickly exploded but Clark kept at it pausing
only to make a brief comment, "Thanks, Robin; that was delicious.",
before continuing sucking and licking my entire package.

I had not reacted to being called Robin since I was so preoccupied with
the wonderful sensations I was experiencing.  I had little doubt what
was about to happen when Clark lifted up my legs and spread them to
expose my butt hole.   I was wrong however, for Clark continued his oral
administrations on my rosebud with his most gifted tongue.  This was
something that Bruce had never done but it drove me wild.  When Clark
returned to my hard shaft I quickly blasted a second large load into
him.  I was spent as never before.

Clark moved up next to me and we held each other.  I expected that he
would be hard and want me to get him off but, to my surprise, he was
not.  He explained that he had come when I filled him the second time
and that he loved pleasing young studs like me.  I quickly slipped into
dreamland.

It was the next day that I realized what he had called me at least twice
-- Robin.  How could he know?  I had brought nothing which indicated it
unless I talked in my sleep which I don't do.  Beside that was before we
slept.  After thinking about it all morning, I asked him on the privacy
of the chair lift.  "Who were you thinking of when you called me Robin,
last night?

"You, of course, Boy Wonder." he answered as we reached the top and in
the crowd we could not talk safely.  It was a while before we were back
on the lift and could continue.  "You cut a great figure in your work
clothes although I didn't miss them last night.  Bruce and I go way back
and we know a lot about each other.  He said it was OK to let you know
some things."  I was very surprised but recently Bruce had started to
let me know about more things as I was approaching adulthood.  "I bet
that you loved last night."  I gave him a shit-eating grin and nodded.
"I thought that you would before and I was sure that you did after.
What would you do if you could, Robin?"  I was not able to answer until
much latter for we reached the top and we wanted to get down before
dark.

Back in the room, I got to the shower first and then called for Clark to
join me.  We washed each other and then I firmly pressed on Clark
shoulders.  I could feel his great strength and I knew that I could not
have pushed him down anymore than I could a marble statue yet he slipped
to his knees and stared at my rising rod as the water flowed over us.  I
grabbed his head and pulled him close.  My rod slipped into his open
mouth and was immediately enveloped by his heat and several set of
muscles.

This was different from anything I had done before.  I had dominated
some teens but never an older man and Clark definitely knew what he was
doing and had me flying.  I quickly gave him a large appetizer.  When he
stood up he thanked me profusely adding that he loved aggressive young
studs.  I told him that I loved being one and we could continue after
dinner.  "Yes, Sir.  That will be great." he said.

At dinner, Clark explained that there was nothing better than pleasing
an aggressive young stud who knew what he wanted.  Those, alas, were
hard to find and trustworthy ones even harder.  "Well," I said, "what we
did last night was great but I want two improvements."  I looked at him
and he nodded waiting for me to explain.  "First, I'll going to tell you
what to do when."  He was nodding with a smile.  I was thinking of how
Bruce _always_ told me what to do and how nice it would be to be in
charge.  I was tenting my trousers by now.  "Second, I'm going to fuck
you -- hard."  He was still smiling and nodding.  "It's a deal, then."

"Yes, sir.  But we have to talk about something first."

I could hardly wait until we got back to the room to start.  Clark and I
talked a bit about what was good and not so good for he wanted me to
understand that not everything that might be _dreamt of in my
philosophy_ was good to do.  Then I noted that he could always stop me
for he was far stronger.

"That is true.  So much so that you would not be able to fuck me even
when I cooperate.  That is why you need to be stronger than me tonight."
I was puzzled; how could that be possible?  But he fetched a very heavy
container from his luggage.  It was a modified carrying container for
radioactive material made of stainless steel and lead.  I could not open
it.  "With this open, you will be stronger than I.  But, Robin, you must
promise to close it up again when we are done."

After I solemnly promised, Clark twisted the top of the container and I
opened it.  Inside was a small piece of green rock which almost seemed
to glow.   I took it out.  It apparently had a great effect on him for
when he said:  "How may I serve you, sir?" he seemed weaker than just a
minute before.  When I told him to strip, I could see that he was just
barely able to move about.  When he was naked, I had him kneel and
remove my shoes.  I could see that he was excited for he was as hard as
I was.

I stripped off my shirt and had him remove my pants, socks and finally
my briefs.  My cock soared as never before.  Clark seemed to be drooling
looking at it and I could not be so cruel as to deny him the pleasure of
giving me pleasure.  I laid on the bed and ordered him to get between my
legs and make me feel good.

Good was just the beginning of what he made me feel.  I knew he was more
than willing but now I also had the physical power to compel him which
was exhilarating.  I lifted up my legs so that he could get into my
crack with his gifted tongue.  It felt so wonderful.  He brought me
close to orgasm several times.  I desperately needed to come so I got
him to lie prone with his legs spread and got the lube.  I slathered
some on my ramrod and then on his hungry hole.  I let my finger slide in
and even in his weakened state it was difficult as he has said it would
be.  It took a while before I could force three fingers in at one time
and as long for him to relax enough that I would be able to get my rod
in.

He was tight but I thrust hard and got into his hot ass.  He gripped me
tighter than anything I had imagined.  There was not anyway to fuck him
easily -- it was rough and hard or not at all.  As I rammed in hard he
reacted with pleasure as I hit his sensitive bits.  I found both thrusts
and withdrawals terrific.  I paused a couple of times in the hope of
prolonging the experience, but that was too tough to do for more than a
few seconds so I just went at it like a hot mink.  I exploded with a
yell and heard Clark get off also.

We lay together for a while and I got up.  I closed up the Kryptonite in
its container and resumed my place next to Clark and held him tight like
I like to be held after a hot fuck.  He seemed so boy like as we rested
entwined recovering.  I could feel how his superhuman strength was
returning.  I knew I would want to do this again but would not be able
to unless he wanted to and opened the container once again.  (After I
had closed it, I tried to reopen it but I was not strong enough to do
so.)

Eventually he spoke.  "That was great, Robin.  I knew you could do it."

"Thanks, S, but I had a great time also; thanks to you.  I don't think
I'll ever forget this night."  I gave him a squeeze and could tell that
his strength had fully returned.  "I hope you want to do this again; and
soon."

We soon slipped into sleep.

		oOo

At breakfast we both agreed that it was great fun and that we should do
it again but that the day was for skiing.  We moved on to the harder
slopes which were less crowded.  The day flew seemingly as fast as we
rocketed down the slopes by for we were still exhilarated from the night
before.  Then after dinner we went back to our room for more games.

During the day I had an idea and decided to spring it on my unsuspecting
friend.  Clark had told me of some of his pranks as a teen; pranks that
he had gotten away with.  Partly he was boasting but I felt that he was
also confessing.  I know what confession gets me most of the time.

After the protective container was opened, I confronted Clark with one
of them.  He was surprised but that made it more realistic as I scolded
him for a trivial transgression years earlier.  I told him that he was
going to get the strap as I slowly stripped him down to his birthday
suit.  Then I pulled my heavy leather belt off and told him to assume
the position.

"Yes, sir."

I raised the belt and swung it at the his big ass.  It hit with a
resounding WHACK and he flinched a little.  I could then see a nice red
stripe form as the blood rushed to the skin.  I waited a few more second
as my cock tented my trousers a bit more before laying on the second
cut.  WHACK.  The result was the same.  It took three more to cover his
entire butt and then, with all my might I gave him the sixth and final
cut.  WHACK!!

"I hope that you'll remember this _boy_ and mend your naughty ways."  I
could hardly keep from laughing.  I tossed the belt aside and ordered
him to remove my shoes and I stripped off my shirt.  My pants and briefs
followed quickly and he quickly engulfed my hard rod while kneeling in
front of me.  I held his head as I fucked his face.  It felt great as I
practically choked him with my large load.  We were both smiling as I
led him to the bed and ordered him to give me a tongue bath.  My nipples
positively squealed with joy as he worked on them.  Even my navel was
happy and these were but the preliminaries.  It's what he did with my
crotch that was the best.  He went from my navel to my tail bone and
back several times not missing a bit and sending me to heaven.

It would have been cruel not to do what he needed so I got the lube and
worked on his fuck hole for sometime.  It was easier then the previous
night and I was even able to get my pinky in also.  He was on his back
with his legs up as I moved into position.  I removed my hand and
quickly stuck my steel hard rod in before the gate could snap closed.
Then I went for it.  I pounded his butt hard and watched his eyes and
smile as I did it.  Unforgettable.  Soon after I exploded so did he
covering his chest and face with his own come.  I could not resist and
licked it up.

I put the Kryptonite safely away for Clark had told me it was dangerous
to have it out very long.  He took longer to recover than the first time
even though the exposure was less.  Clark seemed very happy with me
holding him like he was just a boy and I know that I was happy doing it.

		oOo

The next couple of days we skied and at night got close but, alas, the
container stayed closed.  Bruce showed up having glued the world back
together.  The three of us shared the day skiing and then dinner.
Before Clark flew off, he suggested to Bruce that he relax at night and
see what I could do.  He finished up with: "Dick can be quite a stud if
you'll let him." and winked at me.

I hoped that Bruce would take his advice and soon.

The End

(C) Copyright A.I.L.  October 17, 2004.   The use of the characters
Batman, Robin and Superman which are trademarks of and copyright by DC
Comics is permitted under the parody exception of the copyright laws.


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