Hey Bats you are cordially invited to the Fun for Freaks Bash. Just bring your birthday suit, and your cowl of course! Just meet us at the address on the back of the envelope by the allotted date, no need to RSVP, I'll just blow up a nursing home if you don't show up.

Love,

Joker

P.S. Jonny boy and Scarecrow both say hi

Bruce wasn't sure whether to be annoyed or flattered at the letter. It was clear that Joker was in a playful mood, and because of his own failure to act he now had a partner. Bruce ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. This was usually the part where he would take the letter to Alfred, and ask him his thoughts. The older man was a fount of knowledge and wisdom, something that he had always appreciated, no matter how stubborn he had always pretended to be.

Bruce glanced at the letter again, noting the glossy paper on which the invite was written, he also noted the address with a raised brow. The meeting was to take place at a ritzy hotel in the more upscale part of town. Bruce had no idea how the Joker would manage to sneak into the hotel, far less plan a "bash" there, but he was not above being curious.

The date was set to later that same night nine o clock sharp. A small bloody knife had been drawn beside PM. Immature, but he knew that Joker wasn't always operating on the same maturity level of normal human beings.

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"Do you honestly think that the Batman will do something other than bludgeon us within an inch of our lives and toss us back into Arkham?"

"Oh ye of little faith. Come on Jonny- boy where's your sense of adventure?"

"I take pride in not having one."

"Oh, Jonny." The Joker wrapped a gloved hand around his effeminate lover and pulled him flush against his body. Blood red lips smashed themselves against soft pink ones. Jonny moaned before he could stop himself, which he would have, but he found his intellect almost always rendered utterly useless when so close to the Joker. He opened his mouth letting Joker's dominance consume him. The clown's tongue was running wild in his mouth, bringing noises out of his throat he didn't even know he could make. After about thirty seconds of being tongue fucked into a barely coherent trembling mess Jonathan was released from Joker's grip.

"See that Jonny?"

"Huh?"

"Aw, c'mon Jonny, ya just kissed a homicidal agent of chaosss. Now doesn't that strike you as...adventuroussss?"

"That's different. Batman desires nothing more than causing my and other criminals bodily harm and tossing us into a six by eight cell."

"Actually he likes bein' fucked dry, but who am I to,uh, say anything?"

"Wait, what!?!?"

"Batman is a lot morrre complicated than you give him credit for, pretty boy."

"That so, and I here I thought his only interest was to capture criminals."

"He's fuckin' me ain't he, so uh, s'not the only thing he's interested in." Joker waggled his eyebrows and grinned widely. Jonathan rolled his eyes at this, and decided to just let it go.

"Alright fine, I'm going to go see if I can find a vacuum in this place."

"Sure, run scared, I'll be here when you get back."

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One of Gotham's finest hotels, The Diamond was massive, regal, and positively screamed money. As of now the ritzy hotel of the rich and the famous was devoid of well, the rich and the famous, from top to bottom. It was currently being "fumigated". Joker had come up with the idea on a whim, and orchestrated it with such finesse that to Jonathan it had seemed unreal. Joker had mentioned that men in white often had authority over others. Jonathan had scoffed at this, wondering what on earth the clown could be thinking.

"White? The color white, are you serious?"

"Yes, for once pretty boy, I am. I mean, let's take a look, shall we," he said as he began taking down white jumpsuits from the hooks. He tossed them into the cart willy nilly. "Those, uh, people that preach to you at church wear white, people that put you in a loony bin wear white, judges sending ya off to Arkham wear black and ah white. White means clean, pure, and for the side of good."

"So we use white?"

"Exactly."

That had led to the most interesting trip to a hardware store that Jonathan had ever experienced. Joker devoid of makeup had been wearing fake sideburns and a mustache accompanied by a mousy brown wig, that Jonathan had been almost eager to rip off and step on. His suit had been exchanged for grimy overalls, a checkered shirt and old worn boots, and the change had been almost instant. Jonathan found that simply removing the makeup would have sufficed. The man beneath the mask was so unlike Joker's usual persona that he was certain that if the man kept his mouth closed and didn't laugh they wouldn't have gotten caught. After tearing down fifteen uniforms Joker moved into another section. It was filled with plastic tubing, the kind used for drainage tubes, there were black, white, and even a sickly caution sign yellow. Despite the cart not being made to carry so many at a time Joker was not above squishing the tubes down with his fists.

"And what on earth could we possibly need with this many tubes?"

"People trust tubes Jonny."

"Right. Care to explain?"

"No I don't care enough to explain. Just trust me on this one. 'Sides the internet is tubes."

"What?"

"Ah never mind Jonny I forgot, you don't have a sense of humorrr."

Yes, the Joker really was hard to follow sometimes, but the resulting shopping spree, along with the purchase of a pristine white van had ensured the evacuation of everyone in the building. Sure, forged evac papers had been presented, and he and several of the Joker's henchmen had to play dressup, but the outcome had literally sent a little under a thousand people running from the place. And the white outfits, they actually did help. As he, Joker and the henchmen ushered people about, holding clipboards and wearing yellow caution hats he kept hearing people toss around the words ,'those guys in white said' or 'well I'm sure they know what they're doing their uniforms...' and so forth. When they had brought in the tubes, why people were nearly beside themselves, eager to get out of the place. It was all really sad how easy it had been to get everyone out. Nothing, especially the evacuation of a hotel as prestigious as The Diamond should have been that easy. However, the Joker rarely ever seemed to put forth actual effort when getting things done, it just seemed to all fall into place that way.

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Joker did not own a watch, he had plenty of timers, oh yes...but not watches. He often didn't operate on a time table not unless the situation called for it, the mob bank robbing being a good example. Rarely did one set a time for chaos, but it was alright to have a range to sort of expect things. Just like the dinner he was going to be having with his guests. Joker had sent out a list amongst some of his henchmen. It was a list of people they were to hunt down and invite to the party. All of them were convicted felons, or unconvicted if they had managed to hide from Batman for all this time, and he wanted them to be there. The rest of his henchmen were in the hotel kitchens making the grub extra special, after all fancy parties always called for an awesome dish. He grinned and rubbed his hands at the prospect of so many people attending his shindig. Sighing contentedly he looked about the room he had set aside for later, after all the guests had been taken care of.

It was freakin' sweet in all sense of the word.

King sized bed with dark black canopy? Check.

Enough booze to make an elephant tipsy? Of course.

Jacuzzi big enough to fit ten people, plus an overhead shower? Definitely.

Ooo, Joker thought to himself as he wriggled his toes happily, and feel that lush carpet.

Also accompanying him in the room were several other toys that he was going to enjoy using once the man of honor arrived. Bruce. Bruce was so much more fun now, that he had broadened their relationship to fighting and fucking. One was better, but both? That just made the game that much more interesting. Hearing a faint ding in the hallway, Joker assumed that it was either his henchmen or Crane coming back from his vacuum adventure. He was right. Sort of.

"Bats, what are ya doin' here so early?" Batman was in full form donning the black mask and outfit. In one arm he held Jonathan by the collar of his jacket.

"I'm not into any games right now," the Bat growled.

"Come Bats, what would we have, without our,uh...gamesss?"

"What are you planning?"

"Aww come on, you're not gonna make me,ah, spoil the surprise now are ya?"

"Joker," Batman grit out between clenched teeth.

"If you could just set me down tha-"

"Shutup Crane,"Batman and Joker said in unison.

The thin man slumped dejectedly in Batman's grip. Joker grinned and shuffle stepped over to Batman. Seeing that Batman made no attempt to attack him Joker took the opportunity to trace a hand up his gauntlets.

"Come on Batman let'sss play. I know you liked it before, don't lie."

"It shouldn't matter what I like, I'm going to do the right thing."

"Is that so? Bat when are ya gonna admit it? You are...falling, falling,falling. You think that taking me back to Arkham will make you feel less, uh, guilty? You think that I'll let you forget what wedid? I don't think so Bat. Man." Joker let his hand slide along Batman's chest plates,up his throat and finally trace over the skin of his jawline. Fingers danced along soft full lips.

"What do you take me for Bat?"

"Stop it, Joker," Batman whispered hoarsely, backing away, his grip loosening on Jonathan. Jonathan squirmed, got free and went to stand beside Joker. From this angle it was obvious what Batman really was. A man.

"No,unstoppable force, remember? I can't stop even if I wanted to. You, Batman need me, that's why you,uh, set me free that night in Arkham."

"That was a mistake."

"Was it? Because you mistook all your clothes off and fucked me into the padded floorsss."

"That was-"

"Don't you fucking say it." Joker approached Batman once more backing him into the wall. Sure hands grabbed the masked man's face and pulled him forward.

The kiss was awkward, but much needed, the Joker felt. the Bat thought he could just drop him and move on? Who the fuck did he think he was dealing with? No, no, things were not certainly not going to happen that way. Joker licked Batman's lips, and then bit down harshly. Batman gasped underneath him, and Joker took the opportunity to reacquaint himself with the inside of Batman's mouth.

Oh, it was sweet. Batman, Bruce whoever he was had the most delicious mouth he had ever tasted, all kinds of steel and fire, and the way his tongue fought against his own always made him hot. Joker leaned against the armored man deepening the kiss, he grinned against the other man's lips as he felt firm hands wrap around his waist, pulling him closer. His hands were around Batman's neck his body fitting with every contour of Batman's armoured one. But he wanted more.

"Take it off and let'sss...play." Joker said his lips still resting softly against Batman's.

"Can't,"Batman whispered his lips brushing against Joker's tentatively, "still got to patrol tonight."

"Ah. Don' t worry about, gotcha a day off and went ahead and invited all the lowlifes of Gotham, here. Isn't that right, pretty boy?"

Crane yelped much to his embarrassment, but nodded in agreement. He was still a little shellshocked to see two complete opposites, not to mention enemies, making out with each other like horny teenagers against the wall. He hoped that no one would notice hi-

"Wow, Jonny I guess, you uh, liked what you saw."

Jonathan blushed a fierce red, and looked down. Why had God seen fit to make male arousal so obvious?

"Nothin' to be embarrassed about, Jonny-boy. Let me...take care of it." Joker turned away from Batman completely and went to his other lover. He got down onto his knees.

"Wait, Joker I don't think th-"

From his position Joker glared up at Jonathan. "Don't think." Jonathan gulped and nodded and let Joker continue. Joker took off his gloves and set them down beside him, then turned full attention to the erection straining in Jonathan's pants. He let one hand caress him through the fabric, reveling in the moan that escaped his lips. He rubbed slowly teasing the thinner man's balls and then moving along his length up to the tip.

"Joker, please..."

"Ah, ah, ah Jonny we want to give the Bat a good show, don't we?"

Jonathan's eyes flicked to Batman gauging the man's reaction. It was hard to tell what the costumed man was feeling. His eyes almost hidden by the cowl made them seem black and empty, his posture gave nothing away. Arms crossed, legs slightly parted, what could you tell from that? He looked back up to Batman's face and realized where the emotion could be seen, his mouth. Batman's mouth was not the usual grim line, that he had come to be familiar with. His lips seemed almost pinker, and were slightly open as if to speak, but Jonathan knew the look for what it was. Pure want. The man wanted to join him and Joker, wanted to fuck them both, but how could he as Batman? Batman was a symbol of justice, truth, and honor, how could someone dedicated to ideals like that fuck the two of them?

"Joker...ugh..please," Jonathan sighed as he felt the other man's mouth and tongue suck on him through the fabric. He felt his hands moved as if hynoptized, to hold Joker's head. Joker shrugged away the hands and settled back on the balls of his feet. He stood up and walked so that he was behind him. There was nothing seperating him from Batman now, save a few feet of space. Somehow he wasn't as nervous as he should have been, instead he found himself almost, what was the phrase...turned on by it? He felt Joker's arm wrap around him pulling him back against the wiry frame of his body.

"So,uh ,Batman you wanna play?" Jonathan shivered as Joker began to unbutton his shirt all the while running his other hand across his nipples. He bit his lip to stifle the sounds he knew would eventually come.

"Joker...,"Batman said hesitantly. One arm was outstretched, the other fisted tightly at his side.

"What Bats, afraid to give in? We could,ah, use a blindfold on pretty boy here, if you want to take everything off. It would be a lot of...fun." Jonathan saw it, the faint tightening of the jawline and was mildly shocked to see Batman removing his armor. Batman began to remove the gauntlets revealing tan and nicely muscled forearms, ending with large, calloused hands that looked as if they could cause both damage and pleasure. Naked arms began to remove chest plates and straps, and Jonathan bit his lips at the sight. It was jarring to see that the Batman was actually flesh and bone beneath the kevlar, and lovely flesh at that. His chest and abs were clearly defined beneath velvety tan skin. There were also bruises and scars, some fresh, some old, and Jonathan briefly thought, 'Yes, man after all.' Next the leg armor was removed and it was all Jonathan could do not to moan at the sight. The Batman was wearing tight boxer briefs that clearly outlined the man's growing erection. Jonathan let his eyes move from the tips of the man's toes to his face which was still cowled. On any other man the look would have been comical, but with a body like that it wasn't funny at all, it was sexy as hell. And then with a slowness that surely belied Batman's eagerness, the tight underwear was removed. Jonathan felt his cock tighten considerably in response.

" 'Kay Jonny boy we gotta blindfold ya."

"Wait, wha-" Jonathan was cut off by the hand that had suddenly slipped into his pants, under his boxers and grabbed him. He arched back into the Joker his hands clenching the other man's forearms tightly. The hand began to stroke him and it was all he could do to stand upright, which he had been barely doing in the first place.

"Now, Jonny, I'm gonna let go and your, ah, gonna get on the bed."

"Yesss," Jonathan hissed as the experienced hand began to work him into a frenzy. He mewled his fingers turning white as they clutched the Joker. His breath rose and fell sharply and he could feel Scarecrow prancing around in his mind itching to get free. Like hell, he was. He, Jonathan Crane wanted to get fucked, Scarecrow could go jump off a cliff. He almost growled in anger when Joker let go of his cock, but did not hesitate to get on the bed, where he began to strip unabashedly.

Joker smiled at Jonathan, winked and then went to Batman. It was almost symbolic, this. The two of them could never be apart for long. He closed the gap between them letting his hands dance up perfectly carved abs. He chuckled softly when he heard Batman's breath hitch. He let his fingers tease darkened nipples, and then bent to take one in his mouth. A hand gently pulled the Joker closer and he could feel Batman, hard as steel against him. He pulled away and let a hand encircle around the Bat's wrist.

"Come on, party's over there," he said jerking his head toward the canopied bed where Jonathan was now naked and sitting quite appealingly on the bedspread.

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Bruce's whole body felt as it it were on fire. As Joker grabbed his hand and led him to the bed, he couldn't help but wonder whether he was destined to walk in sin. First he had been afraid of it, then he had committed it, then he began fighting it, and now he was sleeping with two master criminals who were potentially (no, not potentially, most definitely) insane. He was naked from the neck down preparing to participate in debauchery he would never have even thought of a few months ago, and yet his heart was beating rapidly, every nerve ending in his body was finely attuned to the two men, and the ideas of what he would soon do to them both circled around in his mind.

"Alright Jonny time to, uh, put on the blindfold." Joker took a velvet purple sash from his pocket and tied it around Jonathan's eyes.

"Now remember Jonny," Joker said calmly, a seductive tone, seeping into his voice," don't take off the, ah, blindfold." Joker punctuated his point by nipping gently at the man's ear with his teeth. Jonathan rolled his hips and pushed his chest forward in response. "Atta, boy. Cause if you do...Batman can't kill you, but I will."

"Alright, but one thing out of the way, Batman."

"What is it Crane?"

"Do not arrest me after this."

Bruce pulled off his mask, revealing dark brown hair and and the other chiseled and handsome features of his face. On all fours he leaned in brushing his lips against Crane's.

"I won't chase a man and put him in custody," Bruce whispered as his tongue danced lazily across the man's lips, "if he doesn't have the ability to run."

Bruce couldn't help but grin as Jonathan let out a shuddering breath. He knew that his voice could do other things besides intimidate. He tipped Jonathan's head back with his hand and began to lay wet kisses up the ex-psychiatrist's throat. If he was going to hell, might as well do it right. He smiled against Jonathan's throat as the man moaned and clenched his fingers around his hair. He moved away and pushed the younger man so that he was lying on the bed splayed out quite nicely. He turned to Joker who he was surprised was heading for the bathroom. Shrugging his shoulders, sure the clown, would come back soon, he thoroughly kissed Jonathan. He licked along lush pink lips, that felt like silk beneath his own. He nipped gently along the slighter man's mouth earning a gasp, which he took as a perfect opportunity to see what the man tasted like. He plunged his tongue inside letting it play on the roof the other man's mouth,along his teeth, and finally to mingle with his tongue. Slightly fruity...interesting. He felt hands grab at him, but he brushed them away and let his own hands wander. His let his fingers play gently along the smooth chest beneath him finally catching a nipple between his fingers. He moaned himself as Jonathan rolled his body upwards brushing their erections together.

"Bat, please."

"Please, what?"

"You're playing with me, I know you are."

"Playing," Bruce questioned as he let his hands wander lower along Jonathan's body finally resting at his hip. He let his mouth suckle gently at the juncture between pale slim neck, and shoulder. At the same time he spun tentative circles around his hip, edging closer to the man's erection. "What am I playing, Jonathan?" He bit down harshly not quite breaking skin, earning a soft cry and another brush along his now weeping erection. Ignoring Jonathan's cry for more and the urgent roll of the younger man's hips he proceeded lower. He kissed down wiry nearly flawless flesh gently brushing his stomach. He was slightly surprised that the man had abs and took great pleasure in holding the owner of said hips and licking and nipping along his abdomen.

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Joker grinned at the lovely sight before him. Bruce was laving his tongue steadily over his pretty boy. Jonny had his arms flung carelessly above his head, his long eyelashes shuttered closed, and his mouth slightly open. Delicious. Joker stalked over to his prey, and finally decided to make his presence known. He couldn't help but notice that as Bruce bit and suckled his attentions all over Jonny he left his ass completely unguarded. His hands were twitching with what he was about to do next.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Bruce groaned and rocked forward and turned to send him a withering glare, but stopped short when he saw his face. He stopped himself from rolling his eyes and returned the look. Without meaning to he shivered beneath the vigilante's appraising look. He inhaled when Bruce licked his lips, his eyes becoming almost black.

"Get over here," the practically feral man commanded. Joker nodded and got onto the bed already on hands and knees leaning in for a kiss. It was certainly one of the rough ones he liked, he mused as Bruce grabbed him roughly by his hair and pulled him forward. He opened his mouth and groaned loudly as Bruce felt the inside of his mouth tracing the scars from the inside. He let his hands grab Bruce and pull him closer, he really,really, really wanted this man. Pulling away he grinned when Bruce nodded his head to Jonathan a devilish glint in his brown eyes. Joker giggled and turned his affections on the man who was currently pouting to himself. Joker moved higher to capture Jonny's mouth. He let his tongue slide in as far he could, and his hands clawed ragged patterns on Crane's chest. Meanwhile Bruce focused his attentions lower, nipping lower and lower until

"Fuck! Bat...more...oh God!"

Bruce let his tongue swirl gently around the head of Jonathan's cock. He tongued the slit, the entire time holding bucking hips. He blew against Jonathan's head and then engulfed him almost halfway, humming all the while. Had his mouth not been full he would have grinned at the struggling attempts of the beautiful body beneath him but as it were, it most definitely was. He pulled back up and fisted the now slick erection, tugging gently against the skin, and every so often he would lean in and give a teasing lick. More precum gushed into his hands as he pumped Crane and it was then when he could hear the mean screaming and cursing he took Jonathan's member all the way to the hilt.

"OH. MY. GOD!"

Joker smiled down at Batman, and then looked up his eyes fixated on the pretty pink mouth of his little pretty boy. There were other uses for a mouth like that he mused. Turning so that he faced Bruce he let his cock slide down Jonathan's throat. A shudder rippled through and his eyes rolled into the back of the head as he felt his cock being engulfed in Jonathan's tight wet mouth. One hand flew to his mouth and he suckled on a digit languidly the other pulled at his already taut nipple. He rocked into the man's mouth and let loose a long throaty groan as he felt Jonathan moan around him. He pulled up a little and then rammed back down letting his now wet fingers pull against his nipples. His other hand clawed into his skin, he loved pleasure with a little pain.

Jonathan could see nothing, but knew the length of flesh being rammed down his throat belonged to Joker. The scent of him was heavy, and the taste of him was dark and intoxicating. It was a dirty feeling, but he wanted the Joker to cum down his throat, and to be able to cum inside Batman's mouth. The way the Bat was working him made him his whole body ache. Everytime he came close to release, the bastard pulled off. He wished he would just-OH GOD

Bruce smirked as he pushed another finger into Jonathan's puckered entrance. As he did so he watched Joker who was now gazing at him intently his cock still plunging in and out of the man beneath him. Bruce gulped feeling his erection twitch at the lewd scene that Joker presented.

"Bat...ugh, when, FUCK, I'm finished...I'm gonna fuck you while, you, uhhhhh fuck Jonny and then...I'm gonna cum down your throat."

Bruce's breath hitched his mind already thinking about how this would come about. He added a third finger into Crane and pushed deeper pressing insistently against the bundle of nerves he knew was there. Tight heat clenched around his fingers, and a muffled scream tore itself from Jonathan's mouth. At the same time Joker growled loudly the vibrations wrapping around his cock and racing through him like lightning. He pulled out of the younger man's mouth before he could cum and crawled over to where Bruce was working steadily.

"Oh, God, please! Fuck me! Fuck me Batman! Right now!"

Batman accepted a deep kiss from the Joker letting the man sink ragged blunt nails into his shoulder, all the while settling himself at Jonathan's entrance. Joker pulled away as Bruce helped the quivering man beneath him into a kneeling position.

"Come on, pretty boy," Bruce said using Joker's endearment," turn over and put your hands on the headboard so I can fuck you properly."

"Yes, please," Jonathan replied as he felt his way to the edge of the bed. When he found it he pressed his hands against it firmly and he could practically feel his knuckles turning white. "Please now, right now," he begged hoarsely. Inwardly Jonathan cringed, no matter the circumstance, begging the Batman for mercy just seemed to rub the wrong way. It was a good thing he was going to be fucked mercilessly and most definitely past the point of caring. He groaned as he felt Batman begin pushing into him. The man was just as big as Joker, and a bit wider even. Batman continued to push into him, and he couldn't help but wince at the way he was being stretched so fully. Batman then grabbed his hips and slammed into him and he couldn't help but cry out. And then Batman pulled out of him till he could feel the tip of his cock brushing against his entrance, and then rammed into him even deeper hitting his prostate. The strangled moan that escaped from his mouth was far from dignified, but who was he kidding?

"MORE DAMMIT!"

Joker grinned as he watched his two lovers pound into each other. Watching Bruce, lovely tan and godlike slamming his hips into the pale beauty that was Jonathan was a treat, and licking his scarred lips he knew that fucking them would be even better. He slid his fingers inside of Bruce earning a low growl that made his cock ache in response. He let his fingers move in time with Bruce's thrusts, loving how Bruce's animalistic groans melded with Jonathan's lovely breathy cries. Then holding one of Bruce's hips without warning he plunged his cock past the ring of muscle and deep into Bruce's heat. He closed his eyes and simply shuddered as Bruce's pained scream rippled through him. He pulled out and pushed again forcing Bruce even deeper into Crane who was screaming and sobbing in pleasure.

Bruce felt as if his whole body was on fire. Having his cock wrapped in such blazing warmth while being ravaged by Joker's cock was more than just intense, it was insane. He screamed again as nails left bloody trails over his skin and pressed into some of his newer bruises. His skin was slick with sweat and as he licked and nipped along Jonathan, he could taste the salt on him too.

"Bat...Ahh...you like your surprise?" Bruce could only moan pitifully as Joker punctuated his question with sharp jabbing thrusts.

"Answerrr me Batssss."

"Ugh...you'd like that wouldn-wouldn't you," Bruce moaned as Joker began to move more slowly inside of him. He tensed as he felt scarred lips rub along his spine, and then winced as the demented clown bit down drawing blood. He felt as if the blood that Joker insisted on drawing into his mouth was connected to his cock and he whimpered softly as he felt himself being brought closer to the edge. He began to push into Crane faster now, and then the smaller man was writhing, and crying out beneath him. He could hear the scraping sounds that Jonathan made as he dug into the headboard.

Between the playful sexual banter of Joker and Batman, their combined thrusts that were impaling him against the headboard, and Batman's devilish tongue sliding across his body he felt as if his heart was either going to push itself out of his chest or he was going to die and reach nirvana. His whole body was sensitive to every kind of sensation and he could feel his mouth opening screaming. And then finally those familiar colors dusted behind his eyelids and he cried out as he climaxed all over the sheets. Sighing he slumped over gently his elbows barely holding him up as Batman continued to stab into his body.

Joker grinned seeing that Jonathan climaxed and that he got to play with Bruce all to himself. He leaned over and wrapped his arms around Bruce's chest pulling him backward and letting him slide out of Jonny.

"Come on Batman, there are, uh, other ways to,uh, get off."

Bruce groaned angrily, slightly irritated that Joker had interrupted him when he was so close. But Joker could care less . He pulled out of Bruce with a twinge of regret and pushed him forward. Bruce angry at this rolled over until he was splayed on top of Jonathan, the clean face Joker leering at him. Joker immediately pinned Batman letting himself lie against Bruce in a way that had their arousals brushing against each other with every twitch. The two of them moaned at the contact, and Joker set to ravishing the brown haired hero's mouth with his tongue. He grinned broadly into the kiss as he felt a large hand squeeze his ass appreciatively. He ground his hips further into Bruce, making them both gasp at the sensation letting his hands rest on either side of Bruce's face deepening the kiss. Bruce fisted Joker's hair into bringing him closer wrapping a leg around the clown's waist, he broke away from the kiss to breathe, only to have his ears nibbled and licked fondly. Bruce done with foreplay wrestled Joker onto his back pinning him his arms down with one hand.

"Enough with the foreplay, Joker."

"Yeah, good, uh idea. But I uh, coulda sworn...yeahh I'm fuckin' you." The Joker wriggled against Batman's erection earning a surprised gasp and used the opening to gain the upper hand. Once he was atop Bruce again he grinned and let his tongue play sensually along Bruce's jaw.

"I love, love, love watchin' your mouth screammuh!" With that said the Joker once again impaled the unmasked crusader on his dick. The man howled his back arching off the bed and his hands turning bone white as he clung to the sheets. Joker grinned madly laughing breathlessly as he plunged his cock deeper and deeper into his lover. He reveled in the sweltering heat that engulfed his cock and he could feel Bruce clenching tightly around him bringing him closer to his finish. He looked down at Bruce screaming, screaming in pain and heart hammering pleasure, every ounce of his control out the window. He snapped his hips harder into the man hitting his prostate, and making him scream senselessly coming so hard that it splashed them both. This would normally been enough to get him off, but-

"Deal'sss a deal Bat. Man," and with effort that would certainly have discouraged lesser men, Joker pulled out of Bruce's ass. He did it so that he could drag the man by his fine brown hair onto his knees. Bruce's eyes were lidded and heavy, and his face had that post orgasmic look, all blissed out, but Joker wanted to ruin that happy face and shove his dick down his throat. And so he did. Bruce choked at first, unable to keep up with the speed at which Joker was force feeding him his cock. Saliva dribbled down his chin as he felt the Joker hitting the back of his throat at an erratic pace. Bruce groaned letting his tongue slide out licking around Joker's cock. However Joker did not want this to be enjoyed, he dug his nails into Bruce's scalp earning a pained growl that echoed deliciously across his cock.

"I like fuckin' this sweet moutha yourssss!"Bruce could only groan helplessly as he struggled, to hold onto Joker's thrusting hips. And then finally he felt that twitching feeling and next he was tasting the salty fluids of the Joker.

"Drink up Bat. It's good for ya," Joker said as he laughed. He let his member stay in Bruce's mouth until the man gulped down his cum, and then he pulled out.

Bruce glared up at the Joker and wiped his mouth roughly.

"Do that again and I will fuck you into a coma."

"Ya know, I might just, ah, hold ya to that. Really, it depends on, ah, how hard you fuck me. Now I'll wake up Crane. You,uh, freshen up. Party starts in hour."

Bruce smiled despite himself and went to retrieve his mask.

Scarecrow chuckled inside his head. He had been peeking, and true his and Jonathan's vision was bad, but the blurs had come close enough for him to get a decent look. Who knew playboy Wayne swung both ways?

"Crane," Joker whispered down in his ear," I know ya peeked. And I'm not gonna kill ya, but when the party's over. I'm gonna show you what I do to naughty boys that don't, ah,follow my rulesss."

A/N Hey guys I know the chapter was a long time comin' sorry about the wait. I had so much work to do, and ya know school...blah, blah blah. Oh yeah and that line that Joker used the internet is tubes...youtube it. it's easy to get hooked on and you might chuckle a little. anyway as always, i hope you enjoyed the fic. BTW the huge spaces towards the end of the story believe it or not they're necessary. For some reason every time i save the damn word document a whole two paragraphs bold and italicize themselves...sooo i gave up and went all spacey.

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