Batman and Superman Battle of the Supersons written by Jimmy

 

Battle of the Supersons

by Jimmy

  Warning: I do not own any Batman or DC related properties, this is an act of fiction. Also, this is not my artist work in the comic. It was sent by a good friend that wants MORE ballbusting and Robin stories. Contains traces of cum.

‘It’s time that I took the fight to superboy. No more surprises in my batcave.’

Swinging into Metropolis Damian Wayne, aka Robin cannot help but admire the bright city, and sharp contrast to Gotham.

"Gross."

Damian Wayne scoffs seeing the cleanliness and sheen makes him feel out of place. 

The wind whips around him, causing his black hair to become quite unruly. 

One of the big problems of facing any superhero is that they are so fast...was that breeze Superan flying by? On may never know. Fortunately for Damian he placed a tracker on Jon the other day and he has been following it until...bingo.

Pulling out his binoculars Robin zooms in until he spots Jon Kent. He's flying high through the clouds making circular swooping patterns arms outstretched and laughing, not a care in the world. The white puffs of liquid air swoosh past him and he lazily flicks his hair back water droplet falling from him as he spins and swoops.

A flair fired from Robin's utility belt causes him to pause midflight and hover questioning what he is seeing. Then the flair explodes.

BOOM!

Superboy is shot from the sky, and landing near Robin groaning as Damian Wayne runs up to him kicking him just as he gets up with a flying leaping kick. Damian loves the loud smack of his boot hitting Jon Kent in the face and watching him fall to the ground.

FWACK!

Damina lands and rolls to standing just as Superboy lands on his back. Robin is already running and kicks forward aiming for the bulge in Jon's jeans and feels his toes crush the contents as he connects squarely with his nuts.

Jon's blue eyes widen, and his mouth falls open as he sits up grabbing himself as Damian spins and yells "Got your superballs, kid!"

Grimacing and letting out a quiet moan Jon Kent floats upwards, one eye twitching as he mouth off "Those are...my nuts."

"Yup, and I rearranged them for you. Welcome."

Superboy is gone in a flash of air which whips Robins cape around covering his face.

By the time he pulls it off Jon Kent is in front of him. And looking really pissed out.

The kick...is out of this world.

Jon Kent's sneaker hits Damian Wayne's crotch so hard that even his penis squishes flat. For a moment Damian hangs in the air, his scotum crushed and flattened that his toes curl in his boots as he falls and drops to his knees.

Dumbstruck and on his knees, kneeling before Superboy Jon Kent groans.

"You...ugh, ugh, ohhhh. dang."

Robin craddles his bird eggs, holding them carefully as Jon Kent smirks at him. There is nothing for Damian to do as his mouth hangs ajar and pain radiates from his nuts. This was not how this battle was supposed to go.

Jon Kent watches carefully as Dmaian turns away on his knees wanting a private moment to check on his boys.

"I can see through your costume you know."

Superboys brief explanation leaves him speechless. He didn't think that Jon had that power yet. Clearly he was wrong.

In a flash of wind Jon Kent has him on his back, his pants, underwear, and utility belt are gone he's naked from the waist down and Jon's eyes are gleaming red as his sneaker high in the air flashes downward hitting his bare balls. 

"Oh!"

Jon Kent smothers his nuts under his dirty sneaker as he smooshes Jon's testicles against his pelvis. Jon can feel his balls flattening and he gasps. Then Jon pulls on Damian's ankles. 

"Nooooooooo!"

Jon keeps tugging, stomping and unbelievably he gets an erection. 

This does not go unnoticed.

"Awww look, you got a stiffy."

"Kent..." growls Damian.

Jon's left eyebrow goes up as the tip of his sneaker touches his leaking tip running the rubber of the top of his shoe over Damian's reddening erection. He's so hard.

"Stop..." Damian whines, not able to keep the pleading from his voice.

Jon Kent only shakes his head. "I don't think so...I am going to make you make a mess."

"Gods...! Uggghhhhh!"

Damian arches his back scrabbling to do something... to stop this... he's so helpless. The humilation of being forced to...

"I won't!"

Superboy smiles his blue eyes turning to red. "Yes, you will."

"I..."

".....no....stop...I can't....c....can't.....!"

Damian's cock throbs and his balls are continously squished under his sole cutting into the dead central cores of his scrotum and he opens his mouth to plead but his body shakes and he knows that it's far too late.

"Wow, D. You came pretty quick!"

 "Guess my sneaker's your kryptonite."

Damian's cock is spasming and he can't control as white streams shoot up and land on his face, neck and chest.

"Oooooooooo!"

Damian groans, his cock still spitting.

Jon Kent keeps the pressure up until he is sure that Damian is finished.

"Tch... you got some cum on my shoe."

Jon Kent drops Damian's legs and tells him as he takes off into the sky "Stay out of my city, batboy...I can always do this again."

Damian Wayne curls into the fetal position his cape covering his nakedness as his empty testicles, completely cleared out throb in his ballsack and his reddened cheeks burn from the humiliation of being forced to ejaculate all over himself by the Man of Steels Son....Superboy.

~End