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Tim Drake comes in from a hard day at college. He is sick of his Chemistry class. It's his first class of the day. And for the last couple of weeks a horny Bruce has kept him up late in their hidden room in the Bat Cave. His Chemistry class professor has caught him snoozing on several occasions but, today instead of just nudging him awake his professor pulls a referee whistle out and blast it into his ear. Which causes a loud round of laughter.

To make matters worse before wrestling class starts his best friend David pulls down his shorts revealing that Tim had forgot to put on his jock strap and his six inches of limp penis for all to see--in a hall full of pointing and laughing young Women and Men.

"Don't be mad at me!" David says with a genuine frown.

"I'm so sorry Tim! Please forgive me!" Tim pulls his shorts up and tells David not to worry about it just don't do it again. David tells Tim with a sly grin he kind of liked what he saw and winks at Tim. A blush rushes into Tim's face. Then Tim tells David that he is skipping the rest of classes today and to please tell their Wrestling Coach and his other Instructors he isn't feeling well and is going home. David agrees and they wave good-bye. Tim rushes home to Bruce.

Wayne Manor seems so empty with Alfred away to England, visiting a sick friend he won't be back for another month and Bruce and Tim both miss him a lot. Tim opens the door to the secret passage pushes a hidden button a door opens and Tim walks inside the door closes behind him and he proceeds to walk down the stairs to the Bat Cave. He walks slowly to where Bruce is sitting in front of the Bat computer. Bruce is naked except for a dark blue silk g-string.

Tim notices that Bruce’s eyes are fixed on the screen of the Bat computer. Tim places his hand on Bruce’s shoulder Bruce jumps and turns quickly around eyes glazing at Tim. Tim steps back and tells Bruce he is sorry for startling him. Bruce's eyes relax and he motions for Tim to come look at the screen. Tim looks at the screen and sees a full photo front and back, of a tall very handsome looking very muscular man with jet black hair pure green eyes with a snake skin mask similar to his own a snake skin g-string covering a very huge shaped bulge--with a black leather-type utility belt with many compartments with a silver circle in the middle with a bright red button in the center. Elbow length black kidskin gloves with different colored buttons near the wrists.

A black pair of kidskin boots that go mid way up his lower leg. And a round silver circle on his awesome right pec with a black snake in the shape of a P. How it is held in place is beyond Tim's understanding. "Who is this Bruce?"

"A very dangerous Super Villain Python and a international jewel thief with a taste for diamonds and emeralds. Ten British Secret Service agents and countless CIA agents were sent to apprehend him none of which has been heard from again."

"That’s bad Bruce!"

"Yes very bad Tim remember a few months back when I brought Superman here?"

"Yes he looked like he'd been beaten to a pulp and drugged out of his head and the mindless things coming out of his mouth still makes me shiver!"

"Yes well Superman was sent to catch this Super Villain after the disappearance of the last British Secret Service agent. The CIA and the British Secret Service had set a trap for this Villain in Paris. A large collection of diamonds and emeralds was put on display. In broad day light Python and his thugs show up and begin to take what they want. Superman arrives and orders Python to give his self up. Python just smiles at Superman and orders his thugs to keep taking the jewels. Then Superman attempts to grab Python. The villain lifts his hand and a dart lighting fast launches from his right gloved hand it pierced Superman's left pec. Superman tried to remove the dart but his arms just go to shaking and then go limp to his sides his muscled pecs start to indent at his nipples and spasm hard and repeatedly. The dart Python shot into Superman's left pec must of been coated and laced with kryptonite and some kind of mind draining drug. Superman try’s to speak....

"I-I..I'm!...get..get...getting!..... w....w....weak!...ca...ca....can't....th.....th......think!"

Then the defeated hero stops speaking. Superman's eyes close half way glaze over unblinking fixed. Superman drops to his knees. Python standing behind the melted down Man of Steel. Pulls him to his wobbling feet by his cape.

"The drug I put into your big pec is distorting your mind Superman you won't be able to speak for awhile. I’ve drained your super strength and drugged out your super brain hum how sweet."

Then Python strips Superman completely naked leaving the dart still intact in front of one of the video cameras he stands Superman up right. Python then reaches into his leather ultilty belt and pulls out a tube filled with a thick green fluid he pours a lot of it on to the head of his now rock hard thick huge 14 inch uncut penis. He reaches around the fallen heroes muscled legs and raps his hand around both of Superman's balls and puts a ruff squeeze to them. The subdued hero lets out a loud moan!

Then he let’s go of Superman's balls and picks up Superman's limp penis and shakes it before the camera. Then he grasp the head of the weaken heroes limp phallus and pulls it up towards his muscled 8-pack abs. Puts his gloved fist to the bottom of Superman's cock and pushes a blue button. A dart enters the base of Superman's penis. Again Superman lets out a loud moan and still the beaten heroes pecs indent at his rock hard nipples and spasm wildly. Superman's phallus starts to grow fast and becomes rock hard to its full 10 inches. Python then spreads Superman's legs apart puts the head of his huge cock to the zapped heroes rectum and rams his green lubed drugged horse like penis into Superman's hot tight asshole. Superman lets out a loud high vocal moan his head juts back hard then falls down to his chest. Python then pulls every inch of his huge cock out of Superman's asshole and slams it back in again and again.

Superman's head jutting fast up and down. Very loud moaning sounds coming out of Superman. His eyelids half closed unblinking a blank stare. He takes the tube of green liquid drug out of his belt and lubes Superman's rock hard cock and opens his piss slit and lets a few drops run into the opening. He starts fist pumping Superman's penis faster and faster. He slams his massive cock back into Superman's asshole and keeps it there. Python orders the conquered hero to cum! Superman's piss slit starts to erupt white hot cum, shoots out rapidly load after load when Superman is done cuming his head juts back hard and then back down to his muscled chest. He's out cold.

Then Python cum’s inside of the defeated Super hero. Huge load after load the drugged lube that he has put on Superman's cock and inside of him has worked. Superman's eyes are closed his mind a void blank his muscled pecs still indenting at his nipples but slower now and Superman's penis still rock hard and dripping cum. Python still has his huge cock inside Superman looks into the camera. And says.... "You liked that didn't you Superman?" And shakes Superman's head up and down. And then states.... "Don't worry I'm not going to kill him that would be to easy, I just want to play with him for a while, you'll receive my ransom demands soon enough." Then he lifted Superman's arm and shook it up and down. "Say bye bye Superman."

Then he lifts his gloved wrist towards the video camera and the picture goes blank. "Oh no Bruce! I didn't know what had happen to Superman. When I tried to get you to tell me you wouldn't answer. Is he going to be all right?"

"I don't know Tim it took months of intense work and injections with a special kryptonite needle and a new drug Star Labs came up with and gave to me. That blocks out bad memories. I stay in contact with him via his Fortress Of Solitude. He re mains there since he left here and won't talk to anyone but me."

"Poor Superman! I know how much you care about your friend Bruce, this must be eating away at you?"

"Yes it is Tim I was the one who paid Superman's ransom and picked up his battered body and his drugged out mind where he was dropped off by that mad man. And I was the one who viewed the video tape given to me by an old friend in the CIA and saw some of what that villain did to Superman."

"How much do you know about this fiend Bruce?"

"Very little Tim he's very clever he uses drugs and armor piercing darts he seems to know what’s going on at all times he seems to be a chemistry genius and is very cruel and sadistic and must be rich and cunning enough to avoid capture and is into snakes."

"How long have you been looking into what you do know about this mad man on the Bat Computer?"

"Days I haven't been able to relax since Superman left that’s why I've been keeping you up late in our secret room to relieve my stress and hold you close to me. I'm sorry Tim I know you’re tired when you go to college."

A smile crosses Tim’s face and he looks into Bruce's eyes and comes up close to his lover and puts his lips to Bruce's lips and kisses him with hot passion. One of his fingers goes to Bruce's nipples and he gives it a gentle squeeze he looks down and sees Bruce's ten inches of manhood fully erect and throbbing. Then his lips go to Bruce’s ear and he whispers.... "Lets to our secret room I know what you need."

Bruce stands up his penis standing at full attention and sticking out of his silk g-string and follows close behind Tim.

End of part 1. David Circe. Your comments are welcome. davidcirce@yahoo.com Batman, Robin and Superman Bruce Wayne Tim Drake and Alfred: Are property of DC Comics. This story is the work of adult fan art. No Copyright infringement intended. To the best of my knowledge: This Villain Python is my creation.