So sorry for the long wait! Now let's get into it—
Disclaimer in first chapter
Chapter 24:
Bruce's teeth found Jason's nipple poking through the shirt and the teen let out an honest cry. Bruce was enjoying himself suddenly.
Jason bit his lower lip. 'Shit that caught him by surprise.' He didn't mean to moan like that, but Bruce was biting his chest—his mind was going to break. "Bru-ce—m"
The younger's voice was music to Bruce's ears by now. He wasn't even aware Jason could make such soft alluring sounds. It encouraged him to lift the teen's shirt up and make direct contact with the perky nipple. Jason whined as sharp teeth left bruising marks on his chest. The elder didn't think sucking on it would be possible considering there was no breast tissue to get a good grip on, but he was surprisingly okay with the outcome. Jason trembled under him, eyes shut and teeth clenched as he covered his mouth with a fist.
"Hol-hold on... B..."
Bruce teased him a little further, also using it as minor payback for ignoring him earlier. The teen was a flustered mess in no time, his member twitching and shuddering between his legs. "Interesting. You don't have breasts, yet the reaction is about the same…"
"Don't analyze me—!"
"You asked for this."
Jason only glared in response to that. A cute glare, Bruce would call it. Bruce resorted to pulling the teen's trousers down and the younger swallowed hard. "W-wait…" 'Okay now he was the coward suddenly. But he couldn't just casually strip like that and show off his erection in front of his mentor or Bruce of all people—even if he had feelings for him.'
"How come I'm the only one getting naked here… you really like to be in charge of everything huh…" Jason defended. Without another word, the elder ripped off his shirt, exposing his massive chest with the three claw scars spanning across his pecs. The ravenette's eyes instantly fell on the scars after taking in his jacked body that his fingers involuntarily grazed over them.
"They're old." Bruce reassured, holding his fingers gently.
"Uh huh…" the younger idly responded, still staring at them.
"You're extremely hard." Bruce announced as he felt along the hard hard shaft.
"Ernmh—" Jason bit back a moan. "You're quite talkative…ah…I didn't peg you as the type."
"No, I'm not." The elder kissed his neck, breathing in his scent while he steadily played with the others member. Oddly, Bruce wasn't repulsed by the idea of another man's dick in his hand. Or maybe because it was Jason's that he actually found the smaller member cute, especially how it twitched at every graze. The elder was only getting a feel for it in the beginning but eventually began pumping at a faster pace when Jason couldn't take the teasing any longer.
"W-wait—m" the teen mustered, patting the other's arm. "Take out yours too."
Bruce couldn't believe the brief relief that washed over him when he registered that Jason wasn't turning back. His head fell for a moment as he shook his head in his own disbelief and shame. "Don't worry about me, Jason."
"No…what is this—one way service? I want you to enjoy it too." The younger declared adamantly. After all, this was his chance to prove to Bruce that he could enjoy it with him too. That Jason was capable in more than one area. Or maybe he was simply trying to lure Bruce in. In the end it didn't matter, he wanted both of them to be involved.
Jason sat up a bit, reaching forward for Bruce's trousers, palming his groin. The teen was a bit bummed when he noticed Bruce wasn't as hard as he was, but maybe he could change that. The younger rubbed his palm up and down his length over the tight fabric. He heard a grunt from the stoic elder. The teen then proceeded to taking it out, nice and slowly like he was giving himself a strip tease to the point he didn't even realize he was biting his lower lip.
Bruce's length sprung out of his boxers and the teen stared at it in awe. 'He was holding B's…' With a gulp, he didn't waste any time and began stroking it back and forth. "Jas—nh." Bruce shut his eyes when Jason involved both hands, scooting closer and bringing his mouth right at the tip. The elder's eyes snapped open when he sensed a tongue poke his tip. He looked down to find the teen's tongue peeking out his mouth and meeting his erection. Bruce carefully pulled the younger's head away. "You don't have to do that Jason." He enforced seriously.
"But—"
"I know a way we can both feel good, if that's what you want." Bruce closed in on him, slotting behind him, making the teen turn over so they were both on their sides. The elder lifted one of the teen's thighs and stuck his hardness in between the younger's legs, right under the other's balls. Bruce shifted, so their shafts were right up against each other and closed the teen's leg as he began to thrust.
"Ohm! Mh!" Jason yelped before covering his mouth with a hand, face more crimson than red paint as he endured the vibrations of Bruce grinding against him. 'Shit this was so hot.' The teen couldn't take it any longer—he could cum at any second like this. 'But he had to hold on a little longer at least—it'd be no fun if this all ended so early. And what if Bruce wasn't even close to coming yet?'
The teen planted a thumb over his tip to prevent himself from oozing out or cumming too quickly, while his body rocked with every movement from behind. "Ah! Er—Bruce! So fast!" Bruce was such a natural at this. Jason was sure the other was calculative with the pace and could easily maneuver it. Meanwhile Bruce was more into it than he planned for. He was also chasing his climax at this point, quickening the pace and tightening the other's thighs even further. His eyes saw the redness forming at the corners of the teen's inner thighs but his brain could do little about that in the moment. The elder also didn't want this to drag on too long considering they were still at home and Alfred or anyone could potentially knock on the door looking for them.
When Bruce noticed the teen's hands covering his own erection, he swiftly removed them with a hand, thrusting harder. "Cum, don't hold back."
Jason moaned out loud when Bruce forced an orgasm out of him, he was already on the brink of climaxing for the longest time. Undeniably he came first, shooting into their hands while Bruce followed after, grinding a few more times to get there. Both lay there panting, beads of sweat trickling down their bare bodies and mostly between the space their bodies shared. It was so hot, the AC felt non-existent, and Jason wanted a bath right away. The teen hissed when Bruce moved, rubbing against the reddening, chafing areas of his thighs.
"Wait…can we…" Now that he was coming off the sexual high, he was having a hard time acting too chummy. Bruce waited. "...you know, stay like this…a little longer…"
"…" The universe was really testing him with this one. Bruce thought. How could he possible refuse when Jason of all people asked so meekly, so innocently, with his cheeks flushed, and hopeful passionate turquoise eyes looking straight up at him, appearing bigger than usual. He didn't have the heart to disappoint, but he also couldn't give in so he wrapped his large muscular arms across the other's chest from behind, lips sinking into his shoulder. Jay tensed when he felt other inevitably rub his balls again when he moved. "We can't stay in here too long or else the someone will come looking for us." He told maturely.
'Ah, that's right.' He forgot everyone was still at home. Jason clicked his tongue. "Mh…'s fine." The teen attempted to play it off cool as he gingerly elbowed the other to release him. Bruce picked up on his change of attitude and feigning aloofness, but he didn't dare comment. "Ern, ow…" Jason looked down at his thighs.
"I'll bring a cream for you later. I may have gotten a little carried away in the moment." Bruce wanted to admit he was mildly embarrassed by that. However, he also wasn't expecting the younger's skin to be that sensitive. "You can wash up." Bruce pointed to the connected bathroom. "I'll head back first."
"Mh." Jason approved as he stood up and headed to the bathroom while Bruce wiped himself with tissues before pulling his pants back up.
'…that night took an unexpected turn…' They both thought in unison as the events were catching up to them individually.
Tim finished his assignments early and leaned all the way back in his computer chair, pulling his legs up at the same time. He stretched once before reaching for his phone to see no new notifications. It had been a good few weeks since he returned home. Of course, he wasn't expecting any texts but…
'Why am I thinking about that stoic jerk?' Tim pressed his phone against his forehead and shut his eyes. 'There was no way Superboy would reach out first. His pride wouldn't allow that. But then again, it's not like they had anything to talk about either.' He sat pensively. 'Should he contact him first? And say what? No, forget it.'
A knock on his door startled him, making him almost drop his phone. "Hey Timmy~" Dick poked his head into the room.
"Dick. What's up…?"
"Still studying until late?"
"Well that…but I also took plenty of breaks so it dragged on kinda longer." The younger told.
"I see. Anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tomorrow?"
Tim raised a brow. "What's the occasion?"
"Oh nothing, I just assumed you'd be bored. Ever since you came back you've only ever been cooped in your room. You should join us." Dick explained.
"Us?"
"Wally and myself,"
"No way." Tim deadpanned.
"Huh? Why not?" Dick genuinely asked.
"Are you kidding? You want me to third wheel?"
"Eh?! Third wheel?! What are you talking about?" The elder was beat red at that comment.
"You're so obvious."
"What? I have no idea what you're talking about. Where did you get that from?"
"Dick, seriously. How are you still so oblivious after all this time—you two are practically inseparable and the way both you care and interact—anyone can tell."
"You…"
"You know I'm right." The younger crossed his arms. "When are you guys finally going to get together—" Dick playfully punched his side before he could even finish.
"Someone's grown up." Was all the elder could say in his defense, still blushing from ear to ear.
"So?"
"So what?"
"Do you like him or not? Did you guys ever talk about it?" Tim clarified.
"Of course not—we've never even insinuated such a thing—because it doesn't exist! I think you're letting your imagination run too wild."
Tim looked at him accusingly. "So, you're telling me nothing ever happened between you two?"
"No." However, guilty as ever, Dick's mind replayed a scene from a while back, after he had almost been robbed when him and Wally got too close to each other. All the emotions from that time came rushing into him, how his heart fluttered, and temperature rose when Wally held his hand, practically breathing into it, lips pressing against his palm. 'Did he like Wally? Of course he did, they had been friends for forever and he couldn't stand the thought of losing him…Shit. When he thought about it like that…' His heart skipped a beat when he attempted to imagine Wally holding his face and approaching him for a kiss. 'I'm going mad—towards Wally—'
"…" Tim stared at him suspiciously like he could read his mind. "Okay, if you say so. But don't expect me to join you guys tomorrow. I'll just chill on my laptop—"
"No. Absolutely not. Fine, don't hang out with us but at least come with us to the shopping district. Take a walk or buy yourself something cool and then you can go back home if you want. But that's enough staying indoors all day."
Tim sighed. "Fine, you're not gonna leave until I say yes anyway."
"That's the spirit~ Be ready by noon~" Dick happily strode back towards the door while Tim rolled his eyes. "Oh, I wonder what Jay bird is up to?"
"Who knows. Probably making life difficult somewhere for Bruce."
Dick only laughed at that before shutting his door.
Tim followed the pair around for quite a bit in the mall before grabbing his bags and walking off. "Okay, I'm gonna head back first. You two enjoy your date without the third wheel." The teen smirked.
"Tim!" Dick's flushed a shade of red, speechless.
"Huh? Oh sure… What's that about?" Wally could only sheepishly wave back as he turned back to Dick. Not that he minded having some alone time with Dick.
"Just ignore him…" The ravenette averted his eyes.
Tim walked around, taking in the somewhat busy street of the shopping district passing a few food places along the way. 'Since he was out after such a long time, maybe he should eat out?' He pondered, staring into the glass wall of one of the local shops. A figure reflected on the glass moved behind him until it stopped and turned to him, eyes connecting through the reflection. The figure was broad, with short black hair wearing a simple black T-shirt with a red superman logo on it.
'Wait a minute!' Tim instantly about turned to find Superboy gazing back at him expressionlessly. "What the? It is you…What are you doing here?"
Suberboy exuded an impatient exhale before responding. "Patrolling."
"Hmph," Tim scoffed with a smile. "All the way out here?"
"Expanding our experience."
'It was just like him to give such short responses.' "Okay, sounds fun." The brunette had nothing more to follow up with. "Then, good luck I guess…?" He prepared himself to continue walking on.
"I didn't get to say it."
"Huh? Say what?" Tim looked back at him once more.
"Thanks." The taller teen blurted, without making eye contact. It took Tim a good minute to realize what he was referring to.
The brunette laughed. "Seriously? From that time? Did you like my advice that much, wow~. But you're so delayed, haha." He played it cool on the outside, but he was secretly touched, warmth spreading in his chest.
"Shut up."
Tim only continued to chuckle at his expense. "Are you taking a break? From your patrol?"
"No…"
"It's been pretty okay here, I'm sure you can afford five minutes."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying since you're here already, join me for a quick bite." Tim clarified with a shrug. Superboy stared at him taken aback but eventually followed his lead in silence while Tim opened the restaurant doors. "By the way, I never got to say it, but cool shirt—wouldn't mind having one. I personally like red on black. It seems like its your favorite too."
"Its practically a uniform at this point." Superboy responded as they walked to the counter and picked a table. Tim was suddenly not regretting coming out with Dick and Wally.
"Oh, this looks really cool. Can I buy this for you—it'll suit you so much." Wally eagerly pointed towards a sliver bracelet.
"What? I mean you don't have to…" Dick was flattered.
"Let's get matching then?" the redhead coerced.
"Okay fine…"
The pair singled out a salesperson and discussed it with them. The salesmen also informed them of the option to get the bracelets engraved. Wally's eyes automatically lit up and Dick only sighed. And his family called him extra. However, he found it equally endearing when the redhead acted like this. In the end, they got two bracelets with their names engraved on the underside of the silver steel bracelet.
"Wow, thanks. You really got them. They look nice." Dick appreciated but he noticed Wally looked a little hesitant. "What's up?"
"Uh, I was just thinking. Um, what if you kept mine?" The redhead suggested.
Dick cocked his head a bit in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, like, you wear mine, and I'll hold on to yours—the one with your name on it."
The ravenette blinked, taking a moment to process that but timidly nodding his head, not repulsed by the idea. Wally smiled warmly as they swapped bracelets and happily went to swirling it around his wrist. Dick scoffed in amusement. "Here, let me." He began fastening the lock for him.
Wally's heart was thumping in his chest. They felt like a couple. He wished. He soon did the same for the ravenette. They were standing outside the jeweler shop, pausing to admire the new matching bracelets until someone passed by remarking "Aw, you guys make such a cute couple."
The two fought a blush, the redhead clearing his throat and scratching his cheek with unspoken words. "Dick…what do you think about that…?"
"About?"
"Well, something like that—us—being a couple. Tim was also alluding to something earlier…" The redhead tried his luck.
"Us…being a couple? Like going out basically?" Dick never really considered that. They had been friends for so long, they practically felt like a family. Non-blood related family… in their case, being the same age and all and with the way they acted, that almost implied a marriage? Ugh. Dick face palmed. "I don't know…"
"No?"
To Be Continued…
Again, sorry for the long wait, sometimes it just takes me a while to fill in the scenes and stuff. But Wally finally suggested it! Geez I need at least one of these couples to get on LOL. But hey, we finally got some BruJay action. Ah~