Author's Notes: Thanks to those that were so kind to review X3 I'm so glad that you people liked it~ :D

To xStormyNightsx: Thanks dude X3 I'm glad you found it hilarious. This is partly what I am aiming for XP

To Yoo2: Esta bien. Le vidar yo no puedo escribri en espanol muy bien (es mal porque yo soy Mexicana in mi vida vedar xD). Mi gusta que ti gusto 3

Now with that out of the way, onto the next chapter!

As usual, I own nothing.

The first take on the bro-job had left Damian Wayne feeling scarred for life. The moment Dick Grayson had left his bedroom, Damian quickly rushed to his bathroom and brushed his teeth five times and gargled his mouth the same amount. Nothing could escape the fact that he had actually tasted Dick Grayson's cum. Had it in his mouth. Held it there for a minute. The warm, bitter liquid's taste still lingered on his tongue and just thinking about it made the man nauseous. Turning his head to the right, he puked a bit into the toilet and had to wash his mouth once again. Damian hoped that he wouldn't have to experience blowing onto Dick's dick anytime soon but knew that would be impossible.

Out of all of the Bat Brothers, Dick Grayson was the manwhore. He was the one that always had the most sex. The last time his girlfriend got captured was the last time he swore off dating since he didn't want to relive the traumatic experience of worrying whether or not she would be alright. The idea of losing a person just because of his other life wasn't on his agenda anymore. But he had needs. Once a person starts sex, it is a necessary craving. Dick loved orgasming and loved the intense sensation his body felt when he just cums. It got to a point though, like every man where their hand isn't just enough anymore. This is why he created the bro-job code. This is why he assumed all of the other previous (and current) Robin made it to his meeting. They suffered the same fate he did and this is their way to compromise with it.

Unfortunately though, Damian had the least needs so he was the one getting the rough end of the stick. His role was Robin was more important but even with that, a man needed to let their man juice flow sometimes.

Washing his face and mouth one last time, he went over to his bed and got underneath the blankets, wondering what the hell he got himself into once again.

The very next day Jason had called Tim to go out with him for lunch. It came as a shock at first that Jason had asked him to go out and eat, especially when Jason had offered to pay. Not having anything else to do that day though, Tim decided to accept it and carpool together. The choice of restaurant though wasn't something he expected.

Tim wore an annoyed on his face as he sat across from Jason at the booth, the older man grinning ear to ear, "I thought you might liked this place~"

"Ha. Ha. Very funny."

"Welcome to Red Robin. May I start you two off with some drinks?" A blonde waitress strolled over with a smile.

The restaurant was pretty packed so Jason had decided to bring them over to the Bar so they could seat themselves and skip the wait. Everyone at the bar side was around their age and watching basketball on the multiple screens intensely.

"I would like a beer." Jason told the woman, mimicking the same smile she had on. Before she could ask for his ID, he whipped it out and she checked it before nodding.

"Just water please." Tim told her, forcing himself to smile like them. It came off as a cringe though since the men at the bar started to scream loudly since their team scored a point.

"Sure. I'll be back in a jiffy~"

With the waitress gone, Jason leaned forward onto the table, elbows on top of the wood as his head rested underneath his hands. Tim observed around a bit since he had never been inside this restaurant because of obvious reasons. Now he was beginning to validate those reasonings.

Sighing, Tim looked down at the menu, wondering what was good. He was silent for a good while as his eyes darted through all of the pages, "...Everything here seems so greasy."

"Well yeah. It's a burger place." Jason shrugged, leaning a bit more, "Just get a sandwich."

Nodding without looking up, he started to make mental notes of which sandwich to get now.

The waitress came back shortly, bringing the two their drinks. Tim thanked her quietly meanwhile Jason was already beginning to chug down his beer.

"So are you two ready to order?" She asked, showing off her enthusiastic personality once again.

"Yeah. I want a bacon cheeseburger. Bring ranch on the side please." Jason told her, handing off the menu.

Nodding, she wrote it down before glancing at Tim, "And you hun?"

"...A simple chicken sandwich for me." He stated, forcing another fake smile as he handed her over his menu.

"You got it!" She beamed before turning around and left the two men alone once more.

Jason was about halfway done finishing his beer before speaking out, "Soooo...Tiiimbers...I neeeeed your heeeelp with sooomethiiing."

Tim couldn't help but to raise up an eyebrow, finding his tone a bit odd. "Okaaaay...what do you need?" He asked, his voice a bit cautious.

"Weeeeeeeell…"

Jason began to pull back, leaning all the way against the booth seat. He shifted a bit, remaining silent for a half a minute and quickly chugged the remaining of his beer. Tim started to squint this time since Jason wasn't speaking at all. He was beginning to wonder what Jason was getting at. That was when it daunted onto him why he was acting the way he was right now. Also why he was suddenly invited for lunch.

"...Do...do you want…" Tim had a hard time getting the words out of his mouth and by this time, Jason called the waitress over for two more beers. Sandy, their waitress, came by with the two drinks and she blinked over at Tim "Um, hun, are you alright? You're making a face…"

"Oh no, don't worry about him." Jason waved her off. "He's just contemplating about his poor life decisions."

Nodding slowly, she didn't feel like pressing on and left the beer bottles onto the table before walking off once more.

Jason started to drink his second beer, getting close midway before speaking out, "Soooo...yeah Timmy...that's the...situaaaation." He hiccuped, taking a sip of his drink again.

Tim felt the water wanting to come back up but he had to force it down, "I…" He swallowed hard, "I see."

Jason nodded, feeling their situation straining. Tim was getting uncomfortable but unlike Damian, wasn't going to make a huge scene about it. Internally though, Tim began to wonder whether or not it was worth going to that stupid meeting Dick had set up. Hell, he was wondering whether or not it was good ever meeting any of them. Shaking his head, Tim rested his face onto his hands, rubbing a bit hard into his eyes.

Just...just kill me… He thought.

Jason continued to chug down his beers nonchalantly, not wanting to be sober for any of this. When getting to his third, he felt himself getting buzzed. This is what he was aiming for.

Eating their food was definitely awkward, mostly for Tim. The slender man was slowly eating his sandwich, it tasting bland, more bland because of the situation. Jason on the other hand was eating his burger much quicker because of the alcohol in his system, as well as wanting to get out of here to get head. He ordered two more on the side and those had to be his final ones according to Sally. Tim had finally lost his appetite when it started to sink in to what he was going to be doing soon. He also had a feeling that he shouldn't finish the sandwich either way.

Jason quickly finished chugging the remaining two beers, the alcohol hitting him harder. Even though drinking them quickly wasn't the smartest choice, he knew it had to be done because of what was going to be happening. There was no way he wanted himself be in a sober mindset. Taking out his wallet, Jason stared at the inside of the card holders, realizing that he was missing his debit card. The man began to take out all of his cards before looking at Tim with a sheepish smile. Tim sighed at this since it meant he had to pay for everything, despite this allegedly was suppose to be his free meal.

Adding onto the list of things going wrong, Tim also had the luxury of having to haul Jason back to his car. It was a struggle since Jason was very fidgety when drunk, not to mention heavy compared to his slender frame.

After buckling the older man inside, Jason was shouting out the window to strangers, making Tim wanting to strangle him but resisted the urge as he drove them back to Jason's apartment. At a stop sign, Jason spotted a guy that he didn't like and shouted insults at him, flipping him off. Unfortunately though, a cop car was parked right at that light and ended up giving Tim a ticket thanks to Jason's comments. Slowly Tim's sanity started to dwindle down and he reached his breaking point when Jason started to rub himself inside his car.

"Stop. Touching. Yourself." Tim growled through gritted teeth, his hands gripping tightly on the steering wheel. They were at a red light and Tim was just wishing it would turn green already.

"But I'm neeeeeedy right now." Jason whined loudly, moving around on the passenger side.

"Too bad!" Tim snapped, "You're going to have to wait until we get to your fucking apartment!"

"What!? No. Let's just go to your place, it's closer!"

"No."

"Come ooooon~"

"No!"

"Pleeeeease~" Jason trying to look sexy, he attempted to wink at Tim but instead, ended up closing both his eyes with a stupid face.

"...Did you just try to wink at me?" Tim blankly asked, not believing what was happening right now.

"...Uhhhhh...maaaaybeh...did it work?" Jason responded drunkenly, attempting to do it again but both eyes closed once more.

Heaving a heavy sigh, the light finally changed green after what seemed like an eternity.

At first, Tim was going to turn left so they could get back to Jason's apartment to do the dirty deed but not wanting to deal with the drunken fool anymore, did an abrupt U-turn that made Jason slide in his seat and bang his head against the dashboard.

"Uuuuugh…" Jason felt a bit nauseous because of the sudden turn but then looked around, seeing that they were in darkness. "Uhhh...where are we?"

Tim had pulled up in an alley and parked the car behind the dumpster bin so their car wouldn't be spotted immediately. There was no light shining in thanks to the time of day, thus making it perfect for this situation.

Unbuckling his seat belt, Tim reached behind the backseat and pulled out the windshield covers, using them to block the back of the car so no one could see them. Turning to Jason now, Tim gave him a hard look, "Undo your pants."

Grinning stupidly, Jason's hands moved down to his pants zipper where he was having trouble getting it open. The zipper had got caught to his shirt and the older man was cursing, wanting to get head. Tim stared at him blankly for a minute, wondering when Jason was finally going to unzip himself. Getting irritated, his hands began to move forward towards Jason's crotch but then pulled back. He was still for a moment before moving his hands down to his own jeans, unzipping it. Right this moment, Tim wanted revenge.

"Since you are obviously having trouble getting yourself untucked, we will focus on me instead."

"Huh? What do you mea -" Before Jason could finish his sentence, his eyes squinted a bit down at Tim's crotch, seeing that it was whipped out, "...Uh...what?"

"Time for you to give me head."

"W-what!? N-no!"

"But you must. This was the agreement. We are suppose to satisfy each other whenever the other asks. We all agreed. Now fill the end of your bargain." Tim was speaking in a calm demeanor, his body relaxing. Jason felt himself feeling nauseated but knew what Tim was speaking about was the truth. This was the agreement. But he wanted the head.

Trying to unzip himself again and again, Jason's intoxication level was making him hard in performing the simple task of sliding off his pants. Getting irritated that Jason was delaying the situation, Tim brought it upon himself and using his free right hand, forced Jason's head down.

Muffled noises emitted inside the car as Jason's lips were being forcefully rubbed against Tim's dick, the natural slickness of the cock transferring over. Jason started to groan louder, his eyes shutting tightly since his lips started to pry open unwillingly. Each time Jason tried to turn away, Tim's hand forced Jason's head back to his dick, "Come on Jason. Take. It. In." He growled.

"N-no!" Jason had a hard time fighting back for two reasons. One, he was drunk and the second being that his seatbelt was still on. It never occurred to him to take it off and the polyester was keeping his body in place so that he couldn't move so easily.

"Jason." Tim started to speak calmly again, "You have to do this. Remember this is part of the pack. You wanted me to suck your…" Despite what was happening, Tim still had a hard time speaking the dirty word. "your...lower region."

"A-are you kidding m -" The moment he opened his mouth, Tim found the chance and stuff his dick inside of it. Tears began to form in Jason's eyes from the suddenly entrance, his gag reflex kicking in. That was the strength he needed to yank himself back and smack Tim, the alcohol in his system rapidly fading. Tim grunted at the smack to his face and glaring at Jason, smacked him back. This whole situation turned into an all out smack war and the two began to get red, sore cheeks.

"Enough!" Tim shouted, fixing himself in his seat. "Look. You owe me for everything that you have done today. What made you think that getting drunk would make the whole situation of getting head any easier? Hm? Exactly. You didn't think. Now Jason, it's time to pay your due so start sucking at my dick." With all of the anger inside, Tim was finally able to speak the dirty word. Jason started to cuss underneath his breath but knew that he did owe Tim. It just now hurt him to realize that he was now just a bitch. Tim's bitch. Tim was owning his ass right now and there was nothing he could do.

Damn your logic. Jason thought before taking off his seatbelt and turning over. He opened the car door slightly so his legs could extend out a bit and with his head down underneath the steering wheel, he opened his mouth.

Tim was panting softly, his cheeks heating up. Jason was surprisingly good with his mouth but with all the pussy he had eaten before, it was to be expected. During the entire time, Jason kept his eyes closed since he didn't want to see the dick nor think about it. Jason had to become extremely creative and imagine Tim's dick as a lollipop. A very...disgusting...rancid, moldy lollipop that he paid a lot of money for so he had no other choice than to eat it unwillingly. His lips were wrapped around the lollipop, giving it soft sucks as he pulled back, his head lifting to the point where he reached the tip. Never leaving it though, Jason pushed back down, his lips tightening once more until he reached the base.

Tim found Jason's movements very tender and it was making his body built up close to its release. Cute little whines left his lips and Jason began to wonder whether or not he was really giving head to Tim or a girl with a dick. The thought of giving head to a dickgirl made him shiver in fright and he had to immediately push that thought out of his head in order to continue. Thankfully it didn't take much since Tim finally gave his last mewl, "J-Jason, I-I'm going -"

Unlike Damian who got stuck with a mouth full of seed, Jason managed to pull away in time and avoid getting it on his face. His shirt though, was another story.

Looking down, Jason grunted at the cum stain that was on his favorite shirt and he grabbed a tissue, wiping it off. Tim was starting to calm down from his high state and when he was back to normal, started to tuck himself away.

"...Thank you Jason…" Tim spoke awkwardly after a minute of silence.

"...Don't mention it...please...ever." Jason responded flatly.

"...Of course…"

Another round of silence hit the inside of the car and peeking around, noticed that no one still had caught them.

"...Sooooo…" Jason looked down at his own pants and with being close to sober, managed to finally unzip himself. Tim immediately made a face but he knew that this was coming. At least he was the first one to get head though.

"...I know...I know…" Tim stated, defeat filled in his voice. He didn't want to and it was Jason's turn to grin. His own revenge and to have Tim be his bitch boy.

Sighing loudly, Tim wondered whether or not it was a good idea to do the deed in the car since they were already parked here. What if a cop caught them? Would they get a ticket? They would probably be sent to jail. He didn't want to have to call up someone to bust them out, especially when the cop will tell them for what reason they were arrested in the first place. But then again right now, would he really want Jason to come back to his place? Last thing he would want would be reminded of having to suck at Jason's cock whenever he entered his own apartment. And Jason's apartment didn't sound nice either. He would feel extremely awkward going inside every time he needed to and would be reminded of giving Jason's head there as well.

With all of these thoughts in his head, Jason was getting himself comfortable and moved the car seat back. He took out a cigarette and lit it up, only for it to be put out and thrown out the window, "Hey!"

"No smoking in my car." Tim muttered distasteful.

"Fine." Jason rolled his eyes. "Now come on Timbers. Suck my dick."

The slender man couldn't help but to cringe a bit at Jason's statement. It sounded so casual. Like if this would be a reoccurring thing. Tim already knew that it probably would be ever so often until someone finally gives up completely on the brojob code but he just didn't like how lightly Jason was taking the situation now. Tim wondered if this was because he had already been pushed into sucking a guy's cock that he was now loose. Or maybe it was because Jason was actually gay.

Jason can't be gay...can he? Tim was now over examining the whole situation, his detective skills kicking in. He certainly remembered that Jason was nonchalant about the whole brojob situation back in the original meeting. And that he didn't seem very upset that they were paired together. Being so wrapped up in his own thoughts at the time, Tim didn't realize that Jason was acting very hard to play cool. The only other person that could see through that persona was Damian but Damian wouldn't ever be his brojob partner.

Tim was still pondering and not moving. Jason's hand began to slowly crawl behind his head and before it could touch his hair, he smacked it away without breaking thought. This was beginning to irritate Jason. It seemed that every guy that was being kept waiting always seemed to get irked at the fact they weren't getting their brojob.

"Tim. Earth to Timbers! Timberoo, come on." Jason shook the younger male who was finally taken out of his thoughts.

"Huh? ...Oh...yes...hm…" Tim's eyes narrowed a bit but either way, he began to lower his head. Right before he took it inside his mouth, he glanced back up at Jason who looked down at him.

"Well? Get sucking." Jason snapped.

"..." Staring at the cock, Tim opened his mouth slightly and took in the cock.

Sucking a penis was harder than Tim could ever imagine. It didn't help that Jason was the second thickest out of the Bat bros, Damian being the meatier one but that was also due to him being the tallest as well. Tim kept on gagging, having to pull back since he felt himself getting close to puking each time he tried to go all the way down. His eyes were full of tears and Jason was just looking down at the situation, wondering if this was too much for poor little Timmy. If it wasn't for him sucking Tim's cock first, he would of have been a bit more concerned for the man's situation but right at this point, all fucks were thrown out the window when Tim tried to force him to give head.

"You know Tim, you can also, I dunno, stroke it too as your sucking?" Jason rolled his eyes.

Tim didn't like that Jason was telling him what to do but either way, he listened to the older man's advice. Anything that could help end this quicker was more than welcomed at this point. With his slightly soft fingers, Tim started to stroke at the base of the cock, moving up to the shaft as his mouth was sucking at the tip. Tim could taste the precum and that made him gag a bit since it was rancid for him.

"You know, at this angle, with your long hair, you look like a girl." Jason commented.

"Do you always talk when you're getting head?" Tim snapped, a bit forcefully.

"Sooooorry. I was just making small talk to help myself. You know, it is hard to get a boner when you're getting your dick sucked by a guy." Jason stated flatly, crossing his arms.

As the two gave dirty looks to each other, at the back of the car was a police officer, shining its light at the car. From the apartment above the alley, someone had called about a suspicious park being parked there.

Right when Tim was about to lower again so he could just finish giving head to Jason, he saw a flash of light shine their way and his stomach dropped.

"...Shit…" Was the last thing Jason spoke.

Author's Note: Just to get this out of the way, I meant no offense to the dickgirl comment. I know they exist but I can see Jason being totally scared of them.
Anywho though, the next chapter will be the last (unless I decide to do a bonus chapter). Thank ya'll for reading XP