The Big Squeeze
Promoter Dandy Dawson listened intently to Coach Stan’s story. His nearly perfectly shaped 7.5” cut cock hardened in his briefs as he envisioned the Young Superhero bound in ropes and forced to cum by the Joker while the albino Jonny Frost used Nightwing’s batons to claim his hole from behind.
Dawson asked Stan, “Well, Coach, did Batman go to the abandoned warehouse with Bane? Did he wrestle the villain for Nightwing’s freedom? I mean he must have because the kid wants to wrestle in our Fed.”
“Oh, yes,” Stan said, “Let me tell you how that went for the Caped Crusader.”
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Batman drove the Batmobile at 90 miles per hour through the Gotham City streets. It was late at night. He was angry at Nightwing for allowing himself to be kidnapped by the Joker and his goons. But he would free his ward and persuade him to resume his identity as Robin.
Barely fitting into the passenger seat was the recently captured and handcuffed Bane. At 6’8” and 350 pounds, Bane was massive compared to Batman’s 6’2”, 210-pound body. He had been subdued by Batman only with the help of Nightwing—a fact the Dark Knight had refused to acknowledge publicly.
Bane wore his black Lucha Libre wrestling singlet and size 15 black boots. The singlet opened above his navel to reveal the villain’s 55” barrel chest and broad, muscled shoulders. Curly brown fur covered his pecs and pits. A mask covered his face. It was all black except for a white upsidedown triangle covering his nose and white lines surrounding red lens covering his eyes.
Batman glanced briefly sideways. He saw the two green-glowing cranial tubes protruding from the back of Bane’s head. They were connected to a tank attached to the back of the villain’s singlet. The addictive super steroid Venom flowed from the tank into Bane’s brain and body. Disconnecting those tubes during the match would be a key to his victory over the Brawny Brawler.
The Dark Knight checked his navigation app as he approached Gotham City’s dark warehouse district. The Joker had texted his location and the Caped Crusader had plugged it into the app. He turned onto 5th Street and saw the building where the Clown Prince and his goons had humiliated Nightwing. There was a faint glow in the windows several stories up.
After coming to a stop in front of the building, Batman yanked the handcuffed Bane out of the Batmobile and marched him through the front door.
The Caped Crusader pulled a flashlight from his yellow utility belt and directed the torch to an elevator bank. The Joker, his goons and Nightwing were on the 7th floor. He hit the elevator door button and pushed Bane into the elevator.
When they arrived, the elevator doors opened. The huge loft-like space was completely dark except for two spotlights in the distance. They were trained on Nightwing, now naked and on his knees. A spreader bar kept his legs apart exposing his hairless ass crack and pink hole.
The 6’5” Joker stood in front of the Young Superhero. He had pulled his hard 9” uncut cock free from his purple pants and was bitch slapping Nightwing’s youthful face with it. With a cackle, he rammed the dick inside Nightwing’s mouth and throat—forcing the Young Superhero to gag and his nose to brush up against the Joker's ginger red pubes.
Batman dropped his hold on Bane’s cuffed wrists and hollered, “STOP IT, YOU BASTARD!” He began to march towards the Clown Prince and his naked muscle stud ward.
But suddenly, from the ceiling above, a large grayish snake dropped onto Batman’s neck and shoulders. It immediately surrounded the Dark Knight’s neck and throat. He tried to insert his gloved hands between his skin and the large snake but it was too late.
The monsterous python began to squeeze and Batman, gasping for air and arms now flailing, slowed his march towards the Joker and Nightwing. As he continued to thrust his big cock into the Young Superhero's throat, the Clown Prince of Crime laughed crazily, “Poor Batman, it appears that King Snake left his old friend Squeeze as a welcoming gift!!!”
Batman tried to speak but he felt dizzy. He heard Bane behind him snorting. The Hairy Hulk was enjoying Batman's fall.
The Dark Knight fell to one knee about halfway to the Joker and Nightwing. The python continued its relentless asphyxiation of the Caped Crusader.
Batman dropped to his other knee. His arms slowed down. His eyes rolled backwards. He slipped into the darkness of unconsciousness—face-planting on his chest with the python wrapped around his neck. SPLAT!
The Joker laughed and pulled his cock from Nightwing's throat. "Now, let's get you ready for Batman when he wakes up. I'm afraid it'll be another turn as a slut. Hahahahahahahaha!!!"
(To be continued.)
