You are Worshipped (Part 2)
Part 1
Summary: Bruce takes you away from a party for fun times, hoping that he can have you all to himself.
Tags: NSFW, Transman Reader, You are Tied Up, Oral Sex, Dirty Talk, Bruce undresses you, Vaginal Penetration, Cervix Mentioned, Brudick, BDSM leaning, BTAS
Bruce lifted you up as Dick wiggled underneath you, moaning as your warmth sandwiched him into the bed. His lips sucked marks into the nape of your neck, sending shivers down your spine and making instincts tell you to scrunch up your neck. You settled down on op him, wiggling to get more comfortable and pulling at your bondages to find a good position, before concluding with a kiss on his lips.
“You’re late,” you murmured.
“Oh fuck—” said Dick, his hard cock poking at you through his pants. “Bruce, I need some help down there.”
Bruce grunted softly, pulling out with a loud wet popping noise that made you shiver and moan, your gape exposed to the air. Dick ran his hand over your clit, murmuring softly into your neck about how perfect and wet your pussy was, plunging his fingers into your needy cunt. You could barely hear Bruce grunting and yanking Dick’s pants down to his ankles, but you felt the power behind each jerk of his movements as Dick shifted underneath you.
Dick spread his legs and hooked his feet over yours, pinning your legs open and tangling your pants together. Bruce put the fully weight of his body on your pants, preventing you both from escaping. Not that either of you considered trying.
You thought it would start, then, until you felt a wet finger pushing into your asshole, lubing it up and scissoring it opened. You moaned softly, enjoying the pleasant pull and rough push of Bruce’s finger, then fingers as he slowly pushed you open in prep.
“Ohhh,” started Dick, “Dad…”
A wet sucking noise filled the air, but you couldn’t feel anything happening down there, only the delighted shivers which drove Dick to dive his fingers deeper into your sopping wet pussy and to rub his palm hard against your clit. Dick groaned loud enough that you were certain it could be heard downstairs.
“Dad!”
Bruce rose, licking his lips as his hand stroked his own cock. “You said you needed help.”
Dick’s face felt deliciously hot against your cheek. You could feel Bruce‘s other one played against your ass cheeks, pushing Dick’s half-hard spit- and cum-slicked cock into your asshole, filling you with his son’s girth. Bruce’s pulled Dick’s fingers out to slip inside of your waiting pussy, and Dick’s fingers abused your clit, spreading your lips for his father to slip deep inside. You shivered and moaned as Dick’s cock started to rub into your sensitive walls and Bruce’s hard cock slammed into your cervix, your G-spot deliciously squeezing between them both with each thrust.
You opened your mouth to scream and cry out, but the sight of the open door sent a wave of shame and embarrassment through you.
Were there still people downstairs? What if they heard?
What if Alfred heard?
The thought drove you to press your lips together and moan, to quiet yourself, which only drove both of them to fuck harder and faster. They fell into sync, pushing in and out at the same time, pinching your G-spot between their hard cocks with each pump. You were vaguely aware of Bruce’s hands keeping your thighs spread, of Dick’s hand on your lower stomach to push you down on his cock and of his other hand in the middle of your chest to press you into him, working together to drive you crazy.
You suddenly felt a desperate need to cum. You pulled on your restraints, rose up and clenched your walls around them both. They pushed back, hard and deep, riding out your orgasm as you finally let loose a scream. Dick moaned your name, worshipping you and crying out as his back arched and cock spasmed. Bruce grunted, eyes screwed shut, his hands on your hips and pushing you down on him and Dick. You wanted but couldn’t kick your feet. It seemed to last forever. You cried out again, leaning forward as Bruce forced the orgasm to continue.
“Please!” you cried out, crashing backwards into Dick.
Dick cried out, his hand on your stomach reaching for your shoulder to keep you down on him. Bruce grunted as your walls spasmed around his twitching cock. And you relaxed, gasping, as you finally finished orgasming. Dick panted in your ear, pressing into your neck and hair. Bruce sighed, leaning over you to kiss your lips and cheek. You could feel his body shaking even though you couldn’t bring yourself to look at him.
“Good job,” he praised, leaning into your free ear to whisper your name. His breath sent a warm shiver up your spine.
You opened your mouth to speak but all that came out was a heavy breath. Bruce took the time to gently kiss and suck your lips, gently playing with your mouth and breathing softly over your face, even as you panted and swallowed. You swore you could see stars and taste Dick’s cum on his tongue.
“Beautiful,” Bruce murmured, his fingers tightening in your hair. He shifted his focus to Dick beside you and you knew he was tightening his fingers into his hair as well, gently kissing his lips. “Handsome. My boys.”