Author's Note: Damian is an adult here. This fanfic is pretty crack-ish. I blame my best friend for the Brojob idea that I quickly had to write about. For those that don't know what a Brojob is, it is basically when straight guys suck their friend's cock for sexual relief but with no homo intentions.

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Silence.

No one said a word, nor dared to. Even Jason who always had something to say was quiet this time. Awkward stares were passed around to one another, shifting uncomfortably where they stood. It took Damian having enough of the silence to speak out first.

"Alright. Let's just state what we have to say so we can get on and get out of here." His tone was very sharp but his body movements were quite bashful, a very noticeable blush was stuck on his face and wasn't leaving.

"Yeah Dick. You sent out the email so it is only fair for you to start it off." Jason piped in, crossing his arms. He wanted to look as if this situation wasn't bothering him but it was. It was for everyone.

Dick turned to Tim, waiting for him to say something as well since the other two already did. Tim instead was fiddling around with his fingers, looking down at the ground. He could feel the gazes and sure enough when he looked up, he saw the three pairs of eyes staring at him. Getting uncomfortable, he coughed, "Ahem. Yes Dick, please start." He added quickly.

Dick couldn't help but to pout, seeing as Tim wasn't going to take his side. He already knew though that this was going to be the outcome of the situation. Everyone was apprehensive and it was up to him to calm the nerves.

Taking a deep breath, he began,"Well, uh, we're all men right here, right?"

"I don't know about Tim but I assume it is safe to presume this." Damian commented, earning a glare from the shorter male. Dick cleared his throat so he could catch their attention again, continuing where he left off promptly "Since we're all men, we all have needs and since we choose not to date because of the dangers of our jobs...and since we all know each other..." Dick placed his hands behind his back, bouncing himself on the heels of his feet. His gaze shifted away from the men, towards the wall of the Batcave, "I propose we..." Dick could feel his mouth drying out and he closed it, taking a pause. His body froze and normally Damian would call out to anyone whom took too long explaining the situation was uncharacteristically quiet, as was Jason. The two stared at the wall where Dick's eyes were glued. "...we...we should form our own…khm - brojob code - khm" he coughed for full effect.

Everyone knew what a brojob was already because of Dick's email. What shocked the four men have to have been that everyone actually came to the Batcave to go along with the circumstances. The most shocking had to have been Damian coming down to the cave. It was an inner struggle though and lots of going back and forth up in his room before he finally decided to go to the meeting. Seeing the other three faces as he came down the stairs though instantly had made him regret his decision as he stopped for a minute at the steps. Quickly swallowing his pride though, Damian continued down the steps and stopped away from the other men, keeping his distance.

The same silence resurfaced the moment Dick finished with his sentence and it took Damian once again to break the tension.

"...If we are going to be forming our own rules then, I suggest we should only pick one other person to...service them..." Damian spoke the last two words with gritted teeth and he turned to glared at Dick "I choose this human."

"Of course you'd choose him." Tim muttered under his breath. Since the Batcave still ran with awkward silence, his words were heard clear as day.

"Well I'm not about to get near you nor Jason's cock." Damian spat out, the first person using the taboo word.

"Well I wouldn't want you near mines either." Tim argued. "You would bite it off if you could."

I can't believe we are talking about cocks. Jason thought to himself, spacing out and wondering what on Earth he had gotten himself into this time.

Dick knew he had to cut the tension quickly so he jumped in, "It's alright Tim. I'll choose Damian as well. I believe it is a good idea to choose only one other person to...uh...pleasure..." His tone was incredibly awkward and he instantly looked away the moment Damian turned to face him.

Tim grumbled a bit, crossing his arms. Of course Dick would agree. It was as if he was already sucking on Damian's cock.

"I guess we're stuck with each other." He uttered to Jason who was brought back to reality.

"Huh? Oh, I guess so." Jason grumbled, uncrossing his arms. Seeing as things weren't going that well right this moment, he decided to take charge this time, "So rule number one is to only touch your designated cock right? Rule number two will be that we won't talk about when and where we gave head. I don't want my business flying around Gotham City."

"Yes. I agree with Jason on this." Tim spoke, "Also, we are only going to be sticking to...touching..." Tim couldn't even get the word the next word out of his mouth. He struggled a bit before saying, "...you know what I'm saying...that...thing…" He looked away embarrassed.

"Yeah. Totally." Dick nodded quickly "Only that. Nothing else. Nothing homo. We are all just men. Good male...companions and we want to help each other out. Only that. Just doing each other favors. Just being good friends." Dick started to ramble on. "Good amigos. Good Bat bros. Totally straight. Mhm. Oh yeah. We all like pussy and only pussy. That vagina. That-"

"Dick." Damian interrupted.

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

Jason sighed loudly, shaking his head. "Well...anything...else?" He outwardly forced a smile, his right eye twitching a bit.

"Nope. I think we're good here." Tim wanted to get out already and finishing this meeting quickly was the only thing on his mind.

"Yeah. I agree." Dick bobbed his head, "Mhm. Totally. I concur one hundred percent-"

"Dick." Damian warned.

"Yeah. Sorry."

The awkward silence came back once more and Jason clapped his hands together "Well, I think we're all done here...bye!" Without a moment to lose, Jason made his quick getaway by hopping onto his motorcycle, speeding out of the Batcave. Tim opened his mouth to say something but decided against it. Instead, he gave a weak smile and wave to the remaining two before speeding off to the stairs. Dick sighed when he was left alone with Damian and glancing over his way, saw the taller male rushing to the training area of the cave. Most likely he was going to blow off some steam.

Dick stayed where he was for a minute, wondering what he should do. A minute turned to three which progressed to five. Finally, he moved his body and found himself staring at Damian at training area.

The younger male was slashing at the dummies with his sword, grumbling under his breath. Dick didn't know whether Damian knew he was there or not. If he did, Damian was purposely ignoring him.

Clearing his throat loudly, Damian paused and turned to Dick, his eyes narrowing dangerously, "What?" His voice was bitter.

Dick had no idea how to go about this. It barely occurred to him that they never established a word or phrase so the other knew about the business.

"Er..." Dick found himself in a very awkward position and the only thing he knew what to do was just motion towards his cock. Damian didn't respond vocally or by his movements. The tension was very high.

...Fuck. My. Life.

Awkward was definitely the word of the day. The word that would haunt the Bat brother's relationships their entire lives. Damian made a face as he looked at Dick, wondering why now. Now of all times. The needs of a man though weren't to be trifled with and right now, Dick's needs were high.

Damian began to wonder if this was all a mistake.

I should have turned back when I was walking down the stairs. He told himself over and over again. His body didn't move an inch.

Dick frowned, seeing Damian just standing there in thought. If Damian would of asked him to do it right this moment, he wouldn't be making such a huge fuss. He knew what they were getting themselves into and would honor it.

"Come on Damian. Let's just do this already so I can leave." Dick couldn't help but to snap. "You agreed to this so there's no turning back."

Of course though, Damian could turn back but knowing what was happening with his teammates and how he thought about doing it as well would haunt him. Damian did agree and he wouldn't want to go back on his word either.

Grumbling, he let his sword dropped before stepping over to Dick, standing in front of him.

Damian was a few inches taller so he was staring down at Dick who looked up with a pout.

"How am I supposed to do this?" Damian asked, crossing his arms.

"Well, I like to be sitting down while getting head…" Dick responded lowly.

"You're going to make me get on my knees!?" Damian snapped, a bit too loudly. It echoed a bit and Dick shushed him quickly, "Keep your voice down! We don't want anyone to know!" No one would have been able to hear him though. The other two men left and Alfred and Bruce were out together for a few days.

"Tt." Damian felt the anger inside of him building up and he immediately closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to relax. It was hard to relax though when knowing he was going to touch Dick's dick.

"Let's go to your room for privacy." Dick advised.

Damian released a grunt as a response before walking towards the stairs.

Reaching the room, Damian made sure to lock the door behind them and closed all the windows and curtains. The room was dark and all Damian heard was the bed creak and a pant zipper go down. Thankfully since they were in blackness, Dick wouldn't be able to see the disgusted face he had nor Damian witnessing Dick's uncomfortable expression. This was definitely the worst thing both had to do to each other.

Walking towards the bed, Dick heard Damian get on his knees and felt his warm breath breathing down his cock. Another grunt was heard coming from the younger male and Damian shut his eyes tightly, not prepared for this. Forcefully, he opened his mouth as wide as he could go, bending his head down. His fingers shyly looped around the base, holding a bit loose but enough that it wouldn't limp down. The moment his tongue touched the tip, Damian instantly pulled away. Dick felt this and he frowned in frustration, "Come on Damian, I'm going to be doing this to you eventually so just get on with it-"

"Grayson! Shut. Up." Damian snarled, his fingers tightening around the cock, a bit too tight.

Dick gave a yelp and smacked Damian's hand away, "Careful! You wouldn't want me to manhandle your dick that way now, would you-"

"You hold onto it then!" It was only natural that Damian would be having the hardest time doing this. Damian was the most prideful and the most dominant out of all of the group. Doing this, especially to Dick Grayson was absolutely humiliating for him. But men do have needs. He had needs, whether he liked to admit it or not.

Taking a deep breath, Damian bent his head back down and closed his eyes once more.

"You better not be loud." Were his last words before holding his mouth open.

It was the most forced blowjob in the world. Dick could feel the hastiness of Damian wanting to get over this with by his aggressive sucking and head bobbing. Each time his head pushed down to the base of his cock and rode back up, the suctioning around his length was intense which was making him very close to releasing. The older man had to cover his mouth, not wanting to make any noise since he knew the moment he made at least one audible one, Damian would stop. It was extremely hard to keep quiet though. All that was leaving were deep grunts resonating in his throat since it was all he could do without being loud. Dick hated to admit it but Damian's worst experience was turning out to be the best ever for himself. His whole body began to tingle as the pressure began to swell up on the head of his cock, ready for its release. Dick was getting extremely close and that was when it finally dawned on him that they never established what to do or say when the other person was going to cum.

"Damian, I-" It was too late.

It was a glorious moment for Dick Grayson. If the heavens were real, they would be singing. The hairs on his body were sticking up as his toes curled from the longest orgasm he ever had experienced. At that moment, Dick had completely forgot about Damian's being loud rule and his voice radiated the cries of intense pleasure.

It only took a minute before he came out of his high state. His cock was limping back down as his breathing returned to normal. The room was quiet and Dick instantly remembered about Damian.

"...Shit. Damian, I-" The lamp on the bedside was turned on and Dick felt all of the color from his face vanish.

Damian had the most bloodthirsty, enraged glare that would make anyone's blood curdle to the point they could swear Satan himself was glowering at them. The look caused Dick to instantly scramble on the bed, searching for something - anything - to use for Damian to spit on. The only object that was in reach was his own shoe and Dick seized the opportunity.

Picking it up, he held it out to Damian who continued to give the petrifying look of death. Never once did his gaze fade as he let all of the cum slip from his lips and falling down inside the shoe. Dick gave a nervous grin, "Uh...good job?"

"Out." Damian commanded.

Without a second to lose, Dick stood up and rapidly put his boxers and pants back on, as well as his shoes. As he left the room swiftly, all that could be heard leaving was a squishing noise.

Author's Note: I hope ya'll liked it xD I plan on making this fanfic a bit short so it may only be two or three chapters long. Maybe include a bonus chapter if people like it enough. This fanfic is more lighthearted yaoi-ish moments compared to another smut Batbros fic I'm also currently working on. Lots and lots of dicks to go around~