In advance, I'm sorry for grammatical errors and missspellings. I don't have a beta and am not a native speaker. And I wrote this mainly when I was tired at night, so... yeah.

Anyways, this will have two parts and is basically something written when I was in a bad mood. So yeah, badly written smut helps me when I'm feeling depressed.

Please note that I don't own any of these characters and locations. If I would, I'd be rich as hell.

So yes, I hope you enjoy this.

Bruce didn't mind it when Dick was in the Batcave. He actually was proud of him whenever he managed to hack the batcomputer, and he trusted his ward to be careful.

However, he did mind when Dick took Wally with him. He really did. It wasn't like he hated the boy, god no, but he didn't trust him around the cave.

Good that he wasn't here to see him, Dick thought. With Bruce at the Watchtower, he simply decided to drag Wally with him. So they were both sitting in the large chair in front of the even larger computer, their petite behinds planted firmly on the leathery surface of their chair.
Both of them were in their costumes, but Wally wasn't wearing his cowl. It was hanging loosely around his neck, like a hood. Dick had replaced his domino mask by a pair of shades.

Of course, shades were a stupid idea, being in a dark cave. But he was used to it. Accompanied by the screeching and clicking of the bats, and the rushing sound of water coming from the waterfall, they (or rather Dick, Wally just watched) hacked the Batcomputer. Again.
At first, nothing interesting came up. Or rather nothing Dick hadn't already seen. Files on the entire Rogue Gallery of Gotham, files on recent cases, files on weapons and other gadgets.
It took a few minutes of Dick hacking into the encrypted files of one of the most secure computers in the world, until he found something new.

Files on the League Members, plus Young Justice. Of course, that immedietely spiked their interest, and the two teenage boys started to look through their loot. And oh boy, it sure was worth it.

All files were uniformly dark blue, with the writing being a lighter tealish color. A large full-body picture was on the right side, a headshot right beneath it. Other than the usual stats (Gee, who could have guessed that Wonder Woman only weighed 130 lbs? And that Hal Jordan's first name was actually Harold?), there were also informations about things like their favourite food, phobias or allergies or closer relationships with the other members of the League.
Of course, the two of them were pretty happy with what they found.

"Wait, let's start with Bruce!" Dick's still rather high-pitched voice cause some bats to screech, while Wally just nodded with a wide grin on his freckled face.
They watched as Batman's file appeared on the large screen, and their eyes (especially Wally's) frantically read through the information. Dick soaked the few things he didn't know in almost religiously. He loved and admired his guardian - both as Bruce Wayne and as Batman. So it was just natural for him to want to know more.

However, there wasn't much he didn't know already. Like Batman's exact weight, for example. Or the fact that he was allergic to a special brand of fabric softener (how that was relevant however, he absolutely didn't know). His relation to the League were nothing new as well. Clark, Diana, Barry, Oliver. Yup, nothing new indeed.

Clark wasn't very interesting either. They did know most of his information already. Yes, he liked apple pie. That wasn't a secret. Kryptonite and light of red suns being weaknesses? Yeah, big deal. Clark had told the entire League, and it wasn't like his villains didn't find a way to fight dirty - namely with his weaknesses.

Nothing new with Diana or J'Onn either. Actually, their loot turned out to be pretty boring. They actually skipped through a few of the files, stopped to read their own for a moment (and laughing when Wally's file mentioned "Food" as his favourite food) and then starting to skip again.

However, Barry's file was suddenly sparking their interest again. It mentioned some things Dick hadn't known about his best friends uncle. For example that he had scars - however, the file didn't mention where and how severe they were. And Wally insisted on keeping it a secret, because "Barry doesn't want anyone to know."
It also said that he was claustrophobic, which made sense. After all, Barry was the Flash. A speedster. And if Wally's behaviour was to say anything, being in small spaces with no place to move was terrible. The redhead actually told him that Barry's fear of closed spaces was much, much worse than his own. Which was pretty horrible then, Dick concluded.

For some reason, his "closer relationship" list was typed in a different color. While almost everything was typed in that light, tealish blue color, most names were held in a light red. Some, like J'Onn's, Orin's or Oliver's were still teal, however.

"Dude, can you open up some of the other files for a sec?" Wally looked at Dick, who nodded. Quickly, the Boy Wonder had opened up a few profiles. They also had some names held in that light red color. For some reason, Barry was red in almost all of them. Which fit him, to be honest - being the Flash and all.

J'Onn's list was entirely held in teal. Even Barry. Clark's had Barry and Bruce in red, while the others were normal. Bruce's was almost the same, except with Barry in his place and Diana added, her name half in red, half in teal. What that meant was beyond the boys' knowledge.
Well, actually, it all was beyond their knowledge. Diana had Bruce's name half red and half teal as well, and Barry's in that brilliant light red color. Green Lantern Hal's list only had Barry in red.

This issue continues to confuse them, but they decided on ignoring it for now. For some snacks and a few video games in the manor. They'd go back to hacking later.

Maybe, they'd find out what the red names meant then.

~v~

They settled in Dick's room. Getting comfortable on the large king size bed in their civvies, the boys ate sandwiches made by Alfred, drinking soda (Wally had snuck it in, as neither Alfred nor Bruce allowed sugary drinks in the manor), playing some beat 'em ups and talking about their discoveries.

"You know, you can tell me 'bout Barry's scars. I won't tell anyone."
Wally furrowed his brows at his best friends worth, kicking his game character in the stomach.
"Nah man. Barry would be disappointed. He really hates those scars, dude. Took him long enough to show them to me."

"Ugh... At least tell me where they are?" Dick's character lost his first health bar as Wally delivered a combo.

"Well..." Suddenly, the red head hesitated. Something, he didn't do a lot. It was almost a little scary... No, scary wasn't the right word. It was outright weird to see him like that sometimes. Dick knew how much Wally adored his uncle. He loved him more than his own father. Understandable, his parents being abusive assholes that hurt their kid until Barry and Iris got custody of Wally.
Finally, the older teenager cleared his throat.

"His back, arms and neck. Well, parts of it. That's all I gonna tell you." Now Wally's character lost their first health bar too, and he thanked god for his lightning fast fingers as he delivered another combo.
His friend cocked his head slightly, dark shades hiding his eyes. So Wally wouldn't tell him how they looked like, or were he got them from. Fine. He was the world's best detective's protegé.

He'd find out himself.

~v~

Their, or rather only Dick's, stomachs filled, they moved back to the Batcave, getting comfortable on the large swivel chair again, sides touching as Dick started to go deeper into the encrypted files again.
It took over an hour to find something called "WatchTower Security Cameras" and of course, that made the two boys eager to find out. It was making sense. Of course Bruce had put security cameras up in the Tower. He was controlling like that.
Twenty minutes later, they finally had access and grinned at each other as more subfolders opened. They were titeled things like "Kitchen", "Conference Room" or "Hangar 2", and all of them were encrypted as well. It only took ten minutes for them to gain access this time. One folder stood out, though.

It was simply labeled "Barry", and the only folder to be named after a member - and even with his real name.

So it was only natural, that Dick started to hack further, finding out the password after several minutes. What they found were dozens of videos.

They looked at each other for a second, before grinning sheepishly and choosing one to watch. It was labeled "BarDia_BQ". Weird name, but still. The little thumbnail looked interesting.

Wally and Dick didn't know what came upon them.

~v~

Barry was a little jumpy as he went into his quarters. They were squeaky clean, rather large and, well, just fitting. The camera, seemingly hidden in the corner of the room, silently filmed him, capturing him in HD as he changed into his civvies, still jumpy and looking around.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Diana stepped in. She was smiling as Barry jerked back when she touched his shoulder.
"I saw you being a little... unconcentrated earlier." She cupped his crotch in her hand and gave it a gentle sqeeze, feeling the bulge getting harder in her rather gentle grip. Diana hummed as the fastest man alive gave her a soft moan. He suddenly looked twenty years younger as he let the woman undo his pants, a shy expression on his face, his pale cheeks pink and his eyes large and innocent. It made her chuckle and she pulled down his light brown slacks, making him bend over a dresser, legs spread, ass up in the air.

The Amazon took a moment to appreciate the sight. He did have a nice ass, she had to admit. And beautiful, strong legs. For a man, she thought, he was wonderful. As far as she could remember, he never even stared at her breasts when talking to her. Only one time, when they were in civvies and he had complimented her on a new blouse. He was just that polite.
And he didn't mind her being much stronger than him.
She smiled as she pulled down his briefs as well, reaching into a drawer, chuckling again as Barry pushed out his ass needily.
"Just have a little patience," Diana told him as she pulled out a bottle of lube, coating her fingers with it. He whimpered as she simply thrusted her middle finger in, making him jump and tense up, but moan in surprise. With every little move of her finger, his tension faded, and he wantonly rolled his hips into the contact.
A loud, whiny moan made her smirk, and when she decided to push her index finger inside of the slightly vibrating man, his head met the wooden dresser with a dull noise. He was enjoying this.
Even more so when she started stroking his hard, hurting cock, almost teasingly slow. Like she wanted him to suffer a bit,
"Now now," she said as he bucked into her hand with a needy moan, giving his cock a warning squeeze that made him wince and mutter out a "Sorry!". But she decided to be nice and added a third finger, fucking him with her digits while stroking him faster.

It didn't take him long. Maybe because he was a Speedster, maybe because he just needed to cum so badly, the reason didn't matter. The man soon came, only mere minutes after starting this. He moaned weakly as he shot ropes of semen over the handles of his drawers, and whimpered as Diana pulled out her fingers. His legs got weak and he had to cling to the dresser.
"Are you feeling better?" Diana lead him to his bed, smirking at the weak, panting man in front of her. But she seemed genuine enough.
"Yeah..." Barry clumsily pulled his underwear and pants back on and grabbed a tissue from under the bed, handing it to Diana, so she could clean her hands. She took it with a smile. The blond watched her leave, sitting up a little straighter as she opened the door.

"Thank you, Diana."

~v~

The video left the boys speechless. Of all the thing they had expected, this hadn't been one of them.
"Dude." Dick breathed, looking at Wally with wide eyes. Wally returned the gaze.
"Your uncle just got fingered by Wonder Woman!"
And no matter how wrong this was (Barry was married, goddammit!), both of them were feeling a little turned on by what they had seen. Diana was a beautiful woman, and seeing her dominate the fastest man alive like that definetely had an effect on the teenagers.

And even Wally had to admit that his uncle was handsome. Average, but handsome. His looks in combination with how he had acted, needy and flustered, had caused both Dick and Wally some trouble. They both insisted that the blood slowly rushing down to their private parts had to do with Diana being all pretty and dominating.
Not with Barry getting fingered.
No, not at all.

Maybe it was a bad idea - scratch that, it definetely was, but they soon found another interesting video.
"BarCla_CQ"
Dick shifted a little, pressing his slender thighs together, wincing at the feeling in his cock.
"Wanna watch another one?" His voice sounded hopeful and it cracked in the middle of his sentence.
He almost let out a happy sigh when Wally nodded.

"Yeah."

~v~

The cameras captured Clark in his rooms. He was wearing his suit, but the cape was detached, hanging across a chair. The Kryptonian was reading something, when suddenly he looked up upon hearing a knock. The door silently opened, and Barry stepped in.
"What's the matter?" Clark put the papers down and watched the older man close the door, taking off his cowl to show his slightly reddened face. He didn't answer straight away, but Clark still seemed to know what was the problem.

"Do you have some time right now...?" Barry's voice was husky as he sat down next to the taller man, looking up at him hopefully. As Clark nodded, he started to take off his suit hastily. Clark leaned back, watching him with a smile tugging on his lips.
"Can you fetch us some lube? I don't have any in her-" A gust of wind made him shut up, and Barry grunted one second later, holding a half-empty bottle of lube in his right hand.
"Did you just run to your quarters naked?"
"...Yes?"
The Man of Steel suddenly laughed and stood up, taking of his own suit almost painfully slow, ending up wearing a pair of briefs. Barry was naked. He never wore underwear with his suit.
"Well, at least you're pretty eager." He sat down, and the other man almost threw himself at him, the camera filming his back.
It was scarred. Fine and thick white lines covered his pale skin, lining large areas of his arms and even some of his neck. And as they kissed and Clark let his fingers run over them, Barry moaned breathily, arching his back. His calloused fingers tugged at the other man's underwear, desperatly wanting to get them off. But Clark didn't do him that favor yet. He pushed him down on the bed, so he was on his back and facing him. All the needy little noises the blond made were ignored by him as he took in the sight of one of the brightest heroes of the world beneath him.
Naked, shaking and flushed. And already as hard as a rock and actually dripping pre-cum. Now, that was a sight to behold, and actually made his briefs tighter. A lot tighter. So he took them off, snickering as his friend made a sound at the sight of the Kryptonian's cock.

"A-Ahhh..." He reached out, wanting to touch it, but Clark gently pushed his hand away, shaking his head.
"Keep your hands to yourself." But he smiled sweetly, like the farm boy he was. Barry was watching longingly as he grabbed the lube, got some on his fingers, bringing it down to lube up his dick with it as it was slightly warmed up. And oh god, the look Barry gave him. The human really wanted him.
"Spread your legs, Barry..." The shorter man shivered when Clark said his name, and obeyed, spreading his toned legs widely, lifting them slightly. And when he brought his fingers, still slick from the lube, down to his hole, another moan left Barry's parted lips.
When he pushed his middle finger in, the moans got louder, more demanding. A second finger, and Barry grabbed the pillow to muffle his noises.
A minute of scissoring and a third finger later, Barry was begging for him to fuck him.
Being a generally sweet guy, Clark couldn't just let him suffer. So he pulled his fingers out one by one, causing the blond to whimper in confusion with every finger that left him.
"Shh..." His friend silenced him, grabbing his muscular thigh with one hand, guiding his cock as he pushed it in with the other. This time, Clark muffled Barry's moans with his mouth as they kissed, grunts of pain and discomfort coming from the Speedster.
"It's gonna be alright..." His own voice came out a little strained. "It always is after a few moments, right?"
Barry nodded and clawed - or at least tried to - his blunt nails into the man's back, his grunts getting softer as his friend worked his large cock inside of him. He took a deep, shaky breath, arching his back a little, so their chests were touching.

Said few moment later, Clark wasn't holding back as he thrusted into the tense man beneath him, making him moan with every move. It was obvious that Barry was still a little uncomfortable, but that didn't stop either of them. Not even Clark - he knew, that Barry could bear this.
The man's moans grew louder as Clark started pumping his dick, saliva dripping out of his open mouth, lips swollen and glistening. The Kryptonian couldn't hold back and kissed him again.

Neither man lasted long, but Clark managed to hold back longer. There was a small smirk on his face as he watched Barry spill all over his chest and stomach. He always found that sort of satisfying. As he kept pounding the blond, Barry just whimpered until Clark finally came as well, not minding the fact that the alien didn't pull out as he did for the time being. It got a little uncomfortable soon - Barry made a whiny sound and seemed relieved as the other man finally did pull out - especially when Clark's cum oozed out of him.

Catching his breath, Clark cleaned him up with a tissue, then dressed quickly and pulled Barry up so he was sitting on his bed. While the latter still was a little squirmy, Clark looked as brilliant as ever, smiling at him.
"Better now?"

Barry got dressed as well and left the room in a blur.
"Much better."

~v~

By now, both boys were hard, and they're suits did nothing to hide their erections. And they were squirming in the chair, trying their bests to hide it from the other boy.
"Uhm..."
Both of them weren't sure of what to do. So, after a few moments of uncomfortable silence, Dick cleared his throat and felt as though he had a huge lump in it.
"That was... interesting." He shifted slightly and transferred the other files to the computer in his gauntlet. Again he shifted, now looking at his friend.

"Do you wanna... Watch some of the others? In my room I mean...?"
The redhead nodded in slight discomfort as he stood up. Dick swallowed as he got a look at the older boy's crotch. At least he wasn't alone with that problem.
Quickly, he got rid of any traces that would tell Batman that they were hacking the Batcomputer, before rushing upstairs, trying not to run into Alfred.

This was wrong on so many levels.

I hope you enjoyed it! Part Two will contain more smut, Dick/Wally and what those red letters mean. (As if you don't know already...)

Also: Would you read random Oneshots about Young Justice, the Bat Family and the Flashes, as well as the Rogues? I kind of want to write some...

-Songbird