Batman's cock was very hard. He drove the Batmobile as fast as he could through Gotham. He needed to get home to Robin so he could blow his load and not have to clean the mess out of the Batsuit.
Batman stuffed a muffin in his mouth, muffling his Batgrunts. His Batcock scraped hornily against the Kevlar covering his groin. His eyes rolled back into his head as he thought of Robin dressed as Marilyn Monroe. The muffin tasted good, almost as good as egg salad sandwiches. Batman really liked sandwiches. He and Robin had once dressed up as sandwiches for Halloween.
Batman hit the breaks very suddenly. The Joker stood in the middle of the road. Someone was with him, tied up with ropes and dynamite. The Joker laughed maniacally. "How will you cum now, Batman?"
Batman's jaw dropped. He jumped out of the Batmobile window and did a backflip. He threw two Batarangs, which the Joker dodged effortlessly. "You'll have to do better than that, Batman!" he taunted.
Batman sighed. He had failed again. His Batheart was broken, so he walked away into the dark streets, leaving the Batmobile running. He pulled out his mobile Batphone and called Spiderman. After all, he still had a pulsating Batboner.
Spiderman swung down from the rooftops and landed in front of Batman. Batman said nothing and pushed Spiderman against the brick exterior of a factory. The bricks were cold against Spiderman's skin, as his costume was thin and poorly crafted.
Batman took down his trousers and lubed up. "I love it when you use the Batlube," Spiderman whispered, seductively.
Batman grunted, trying not to cum all over Spiderman's front. He pushed Spiderman against the wall and pulled down Spiderman's pants, nearly ripping the material. "I'm ready!" Spiderman exclaimed, turning so Batman could easily ram his quivering backside.
Batman's cock stabbed into Spiderman's ass and came warm and wet like a Disneyland waterfall. Spiderman giggled and Batman moaned. He could still taste the muffin.