Suddenly the Joker was thrown on the bed with a giant Bat on top of him. A delicious tongue was intruding his mouth. Obviously Batman was not exactly a gentle soul when it came to screwing. Not the Joker minded. Hard and fast was always his motto.
Thick, strong legs clamped his down and gloved hands were fisted in his shirt. Joker could feel their tongues battling for dominance inside of his mouth. He was slightly surprised to find Batman tasted like a mix of scotch and mint. He wore so much leather, he thought his taste would be leathery as well. Boy was he happy to be wrong.
Batman was equally surprised to taste syrup and peanut butter as Joker had shoved down three of his favorite peanut butter pancakes that very morning. Bruce wasn't a big fan of sugar but in this mouth it was heaven.
Hearing a zip, Batman realized Joker found his well hidden suit zipper with his ever-wonder hands. Good, thought both men, less material between the two goals.
Ripping the top of the suit off, Joker threw it across the room careful not to hit the kid in the chair not four feet away. The drugs he'd given him were strong, but he doubted they could withstand a projectile leather suit hitting their host. He briefly wondered where to explore next. Which curiosity was bigger: who was the man behind the mask or how big was the masked crusader? He decided to try the high road and reached to unzip the mask.
Batman broke the heavy makeout session rather quickly. "The mask stays ON!" he yelled at the face under his. Joker put his hands up in mock surrender then grabbed Batman's neck and crushed their lips together again. Oh well, he tried right? And so he went for the pants.
What he discovered there was almost as pleasant as learning what Batsy's real name was. He had blindly put his hand in the front of the pants and was met with a hard surface. "OW. You know, I know I make you hard, but your not exactly a man of steel are y...?" He lowered his eyes at the last and took an intake of breath. Okay. Batman doesn't wear underwear....just a jockstrap. "Got to protect the goods, sir knight?" he laughed looking up at Batman.
"Shut up. It's your turn." He roughly brought the Joker to his feet and began undressing him with no less brutality.
"You're HURTING me BATSY." the Joker said with another pout. Then he went for the jockstrap and yanked it off without any warning.
"FUCK!" Batman cussed. That had hurt.
"Yes we are!" Joker said joyfully as he maneuvered Batman to the bed. He forced him to lie back, more strong than people give him credit for. He then knelt down and took the Bat's entire penus into his mouth at once. Batman's response was to buck his hips and moan. Joker liked this new position. A hand came to tangle in his jade hair as he licked and sucked the limb in his mouth. In response, he took his hand and began massaging the bulging balls lying under his chin. Then he began to move. Batman moaned and hissed and cussed until finally Joker could sense that he was about to cum. He took his mouth off and put his hand where it was. His index finger from the other hand traced the cum's path up the penus and the Joker joyfully watched it shoot out across the beige carpet inches from his leg.
Standing, the Joker put his hands on his hips and stared at his handy work in front of him. The guy was pure muscle. Not the flashy "im going to kick your ass" muscles as expected, but a subtle sexy muscular undertone to his otherwise lanky body. His penus seemed kind of smaller than Joker's own, but where his was skinny and long, Batman's was thick and shorter. Still recovering from his orgasm, the said body was covered in sweat and raspy gulps of air were drawn through the lips parted on the Bat's face. The Joker's dick twitched with pleasure. Who knew a lowly criminal like him could make BATMAN a heap of sweat, cum, and skin. Looking at the still-masked hero, he had the brief feeling that he was a dominatrix and pictured whipping Batman, which only made his aching dick hurt even more.
And so he waited until Batman decided to take over again and relieve this growing problem.