The bat boys own Nightwing's ass

It's no secret that Nightwing has quite an amazing ass. Richard has lost count of the amount of gossip he's accidentally overheard of his fellow teammates wondering how he keeps his but so firm. Or the amount of times villains threatened to beat his bouncing butt black & blue[

It makes Richard laugh every time he hears anyone make a comment about his ass. Mostly because he knows that if any of them were brave enough to simply reach out and grope his famous ass, they'd learn quickly that he becomes very submissive when people play with his ass. Especially if he gets spanked. As much as that fact would shock the hero & villain world, they would be even more shock if they learned the reason he discovered this was because of his brothers.

#1: Red Hood/Jason Todd

Jason has always been the hot head of the bat family so it's no shock he was the first to punish Richard's ass.

It started with a simple sparring session. Jason and Richard have never been shy about their fierce brotherly rivalry. But it comes out even more intense when they are actually fighting each other. Especially when Nightwing leans on one of his best techniques when fighting a stronger opponent. Shit talk and taunts.

“That's all you got red? Guess using those guns really made your fighting skills rusty. Well to be fair you always were less competent in most vigilante things than me anyways. Isn't that right little bro?” Richard said with a shit eating grin as he dodged attacks from an increasingly pissed off Jason.

“Oh fuck off kiss up. The fighting you ever down is sweeping in after me or the old man already took out most of the danger. Anytime you tried to take on a real challenge by yourself, you'd either be knocked out, ****, or worse fucking both. Hell even now all you're doing is dodging and blocking. Still too afraid to take a shot?” Jason shot back with competitive venom in his voice as he started to corner Nightwing with wide swings and kicks.

Nightwing smiled as Jason once again let his anger take control and wasn't fighting strategically anymore. So once he felt that he had peak control he finally threw a strong right hook aimed directly at the center of Jason's face. However Richard's confidence disappeared once he threw the punch and saw the sharp smile that suddenly grew on Jason's face. In what felt like a millisecond Jason pulled Nightwing into an arm bar submission. The move twisted his dominant arm behind his back and **** his face down into the dirt. Richard tried to struggle for a moment, but it only made the pain increase. He quickly decided he **** but to tap

“God you're so predictable bro. Unlike our villains I'm used to your little taunting game. You know you're really not as clever as you think you are.” Jason said with a cocky smirk and he lessened the **** on the Submission but didn't release Richard.

“Okay okay. You saw through my move and congrats little brother. Now would ya let go.” Nightwing said while trying to wiggle free. Causing his ass to shake.

Jason pretended to think about Richards request before answering with an abrupt, “Nah. You know Richard, you 've always been a bit of a prick. The old man's golden child. The one we're always compared to. And clearly that's all gone to your head. So I think it's time to finally knock you down a peg.”

Before Richard could ask how he intended to do that he felt a stingy pain wash across his left ass cheek. He looked back as much as he could just in time to see Jason slam his raised hand down onto the other side of Richard's ass.

Richard tried to squirm away but Jason simply tightened his grip and continued his merciless **** on Richard's ass. His costume may be pretty good against bullets and cutting weapons, but apparently his ass doesn't seem to have the same level of protection. Since he's feeling every stinging slap. Eventually he gave up his escape attempt and just whimpered pathetically with each hit and hoped it ended soon.

“Haha. That's all the fight you had in you. Haha. I guess under all that bravado and jokes is just some plumped ass submissive that makes a better stress relief toy than a rival.” Jason taunted while switching between roughly groping his ass and continuing spanking him.

Richard whimpered softly shifting slightly in an attempt to relieve both the stinging of his ass pressed against his suit and more embarrassingly the pressure of his hard cock pressed against his codpiece. All pride already distinguished, Richard decided to plead to his obviously more dominant brother.

“Jason please. I can't take it anymore. I surrender, please stop.” He begged in a shaky voice.

Jason laughed again but did in fact stop the spanking. “Okay golden child. But this isn't the end of this. I meant what I said about you being a better stress relief than hero. For now on you're my submissive toy to spank and take my pent up energy out on. Understood NightBitch?”

Richard was obviously incredibly embarrassed and humiliated with the situation and how his brother was speaking to and using him. But on the other side he couldn't deny how turned on he is. But to willingly submit to Jason seems like an insane idea.

“Jason i-” the words died on his lips as Jason rained dozens of more smacks on his no doubt bright red ass.

“Nuh uh NightBitch. When you're talking to me you refer to me as sir. Can't have a fat assed submissive wannabe hero thinking we're equals. So what's it going to be? Agree? Or am I going to have to continue showing you your place?” Jason said hand ready to continue the punishment.

Richard responded quickly, “No please sir I promise. I'll be your stress relief sir.”

“Haha. Good choice. I'm heading to shower. See you around.” Jason said anticlimactic as he released Richard and let him collapse on the floor and left without looking back. Leaving Richard to replay everything that just happened alone.

#2: Tim Drake/Red Robin:

It had been about a month after Jason claimed Richard as his personal stress relief. And almost every other day Jason used Richard's ass to take out any aggression, frustration, or just to have fun with Richard's embarrassment & humiliation

It had been another rough evening of Jason groping and spanking Richard's poor abused ass. After Jason left, Richard reached over towards his nightstand for the lotion he uses for aftercare after his spanking. But much to his dismay, the lotion bottle was completely empty. It was too late to go out and buy replacement lotion. But he also knew that he wouldn't be able to get any sleep with his sore ass stinging against the sheets.

After a while of debating what to do, Richard remembered Stephanie and Tim. Apparently Stephanie is not afraid to talk about her kinky fun she's gotten Tim to experiment with. Surely of all the people in the manor would have some cream to use. But glancing down at his pants he knew the tight material would be too painful for his sore ass. So after going through all the clothes in his room he found an old skirt Starfire left over back when they still dated. It would be embarrassing if anyone saw him but it doesn't sound like anyone is home and he can't bring himself to put on his jeans.

So after a defeated sigh he pulled on the skirt and rushed to Tim's room. Luckily for him Richard remembers Stephanie joking about keeping their intimate toys under their bed. Surely that's also where they would keep their aftercare materials. So as soon as he entered the room he dove under the bed **** for relief.

Obviously it was the messy Stephanie who must have stuffed everything under the bed. Stuff that Richard is now wading through hoping to find their lotion. His upper body was completely buried under the bed but his thick ass kept his lower body out in the open. After a few moments of struggling Richard finally found the lotion he was so **** for.

But before he could get out from under the bed, he heard the door open and a bag landed heavily on the bed atop of him. There's nothing Richard could do but freeze in fear.

“Oh hello there. Looks like someone has been having fun without me. Haha babe I think you may have gotten too enthusiastic with your spanking again Steph. You're bruised all over.” A voice Richard recognized as Tim's said. Before Richard could think of what to do he felt Tim's hands gently rubbing and massaging his sore ass.

For a moment Richard forgot all about his humiliation and fear of being caught. Simply letting out soft happy moans and enjoying the pleasant sensation after a month of Jason's rough treatment. Tim seemed to only get more into pleasing the bruised ass in front of him. He pulled up the boxer briefs Richard was wearing into a wedgie. With the cheeks more exposed he started to kiss the sore ass with soft sweet kisses.

This treatment lasted a few more glorious minutes before the sweet silence was interrupted by the abrupt ringing of Tim's phone. All Richard could hear was Tim making a confused noise before answering the call. Richard could only hear Tim's side of the call.

“Oh hey Steph. Oh you're going to be late coming home? Alright. Yea have fun at your girl's night. Love you.” Tim says with confusion in his voice. After a few moments he hung up the phone and let out a sigh. “Okay clearly whoever you are, you're not my girlfriend. So why don't you come out and explain why you were face down ass up in my room?” Tim said in a cold collected tone.

Richard bashfully exited from under the bed. “Hey Tim.” Richard said lamely.

Tim stared at Richard in shock. Clearly he was the last person he expected to pop up from under his bed. “Why?” Tim asked confused

Before Richard knew it he was spilling everything. The sparring with Jason. Being spanked into submission. And agreeing to be Jason's stress relief. And finally his desperation for relief and why he snuck in to borrow some cream.

After his explanation the room was cloaked in awkward silence before Tim let out a long sigh. “Okay… can't say I expected that but wow. That explains the bruises. I can help you. Um… I mean help you with the cream. Maybe massage it. Me and Steph switch who's the Dom all the time so I'm pretty good at aftercare. If… if you're okay with that?” Tim said suddenly just as shy as Richard.

“Richard couldn't believe what he was hearing but also he can't deny how good Tim's hands felt when he thought he was Stephanie. “Richard swallowed the lump in his throat and handed Tim the lotion before bending over Tim's bend and presenting his still stinging ass.

Tim let his hands graze Richards' ass clearly having fun during the massage. For a few moments Tim gave a moaning Richard an innocent if not overly eager massage. But before he knew it, Tim started peppering kisses over his hot ass cheeks.

“Tim! What are you doing? What would Stephanie think if she walked in watching you drool over my ass?” Tim said not believing how strange things have turned out.

“Honestly Dick? She'd probably be more upset that she isn't the one getting to play with this firm ass. You really don't have to worry. We have an open relationship. She is probably making one of her girlfriends squirt all over her big purple dildo as speak. Besides, I have this juicy peach inches from my face and you expect me not to want a taste?” Tim said while slowly pulling down Richards' boxers.

“I don't know Tim.” Richard tried to weakly argue.

“Shhh. Relax baby let daddy make you feel better. Your already subbing to Jason may as well be a bottom for me too. I mean judging by how hard your cock is, I don't think you're as against this as you're pretending. So what do you say?”

Richard wanted nothing more to tell Tim to stop. Tell finally put his foot down and regain control. However what Richard actually did was say, “please daddy.”

Richard barely finished asking before Tim buried his eager tongue into dicks waiting asshole. It was clear after a few moments this was fair from Tim's first time eating ass. His tongue expertly switched from rimming Dick's hole to burying it in deep and teasing every nerve. The room filled with lewd sounds of Richard's moans and Tim licking and spitting with enthusiasm.

Richard didn't know if it had been minutes or hours but all he knew is that as much as he was trying to fight it he was at the brink of cumming. “Tim. I'm gonna….” Richard was to hazy to even finish his sentence.

Tim reacted to Richards' cry by burying his as deep as he could and gripping the former teen titans leader by his well toned ass cheeks. Those final actions were all it took to finally push him over the edge and with one final cry Richard shot cum all over Tim's bed before promptly collapsing.

Richard barely had a second to gather himself before Tim commanded him to spread his ass cheeks. Too tired to argue, Richard wordlessly followed orders. After a few moments Richard saw a flash of light and heard a distinct camera click. He turned quickly to see Tim admiring the photo.

“Don't worry about this. It's a hobby of mine to collect pics of my submissives. Besides it's definitely a view that deserved to be photographed. Now you should probably get dressed and sneak back to your room before some else spots you. But come back this Friday, Steph will be out of town and I'll be bored. And don't worry about wearing a skirt next time. I'll have an even better outfit for you.” Tim said teasingly before handing Richard the lotion and ushering him out of Tim's room.

#3: Damien Wayne/Robin

It had only been a week or so before Richard's life once again got flipped on its head.

He had just gotten home from running errands and hanging with friends and didn't get home til late into the night. He had entered his room hoping to grab some clothes for a quick shower however his attention was caught by a manilla folder suspiciously placed on his bed marked Open Me.

Wanting to satiate his curiosity he opened it to find a note that simple said “I know everything. Meet me in the training in the Manor alone at one a.m.” Behind the curt note was two photos. The first was a picture of Richard Bent over Jason's knees. Jason's hand raised to deliver another spanking. Richard's face was frozen in time as a picture of shame, pain, and an obvious layer of lust. It must have been quite a while into the spanking session because you could already see the bright red outline of Jason's hand forming on Richard's ass. The second photo must have been taken that most recent Friday when Richard returned to Tim's bedroom. True to his word Tim had picked out various lacy panties and high rising thongs for Richard to wear and model for him. In the picture Richard was bent over giving Tim a great view of the slutty red thong he was wearing. In the pic Tim's back was towards the camera but you could make out him cupping one of Richard's exposed ass cheeks.

Richard nearly dropped the folder as the reality of his situation sank in. Some knew. They knew he was a submissive bottom for Tim and Jason. And whoever knows, isn't afraid to let him know they know.

He checked his nightstand clock and realized it was only 10 minutes til the meeting time. Not thinking of the risks Richard quickly rushed towards the training room. He didn't even want to think about what this mysterious peeping Tom would do if he didn't listen to the note. So without a second thought he burst into the training room without surveilling the room like he's been trained to do for years. The moment he made a few steps into the room he heard the distinct click of a trap being triggered.

Before Richard could fully process his mistake a large collection burst from various points of the room. They wrapped around his neck, waist and all his limbs before attaching to the ceiling and leaving Richard hanging powerless caught in the ropes. He was trapped a few feet off the ground in an upright position. The ropes were so tight he couldn't even squirm.

“Hey what the hell is this? Let me out!!” Richard cried out

“You really are pathetic Grayson. I don't know why father sees so much worth in you. Especially in light of your recent personal activities.” Said Damien as he stepped out of the shadows and stared at Richard with unhidden disgust.

“Damien? What the hell is this all about?” Richard asked, craning his neck to see the young heir.

“It's simple Grayson. I noticed something strange between you and that dolt Todd. So I spied for a few days before learning of your pathetic new role as his stress relief. I admit I was interested how profound your fall from grace would be so I kept my eye on you. It wasn't long before you also disgraced yourself for Drake's pleasure. It was easy to see the pattern forming. I've always disagreed with fathers belief of you being his second in demand and therefore our superior. The role you never deserved not by blood or skill. But as a toy and tool for the rest of us to use. Yes I think that's a fitting role for a fool like you.” Damien said as he circled around the prone Richard like a shark.

“What do you mean to use me?” Richard nervously asked.

“Simple. Todd uses you to get out his aggression. Drake uses you to relieve his carnal cravings while his blonde bimbo is away. I however have better use for someone like you. The league has hundreds of interrogation techniques. Many of which involve causing pain and sorrow. I of course have already mastered these techniques but there are a few special techniques I was too young to train in until recently. After I turned 18 I was finally old enough to use these techniques but I had no adequate test subject to practice on. That is until now.” In a motion faster than the human eye could follow Damien unsheathed his katana and with well trained slices cut down Richard's pants and underwear. Leaving his ass and Cock completely exposed.

“Damien you gotta be joking right. This is insane. What are you going to say if anyone walks in on us”

“I don't expect you to understand the importance of knowing all types of interrogation. Since you foolishly only rely on agility and so called charisma. But you should be happy I've finally found any use of you. Besides, I'm no fool. Everyone is either out of town or in the middle of patrol and won't be back for hours. So feel free to not stifle the pathetic sounds you'll make throughout tonight. It'll make for great feedback on the techniques.” Damien said in his usual cold tone before he made his way behind Richard and out of his sight.

Richard stayed in a tense silence as he tried to figure out what Damien was doing behind him. His question was answered when the current robin casually rubbed what he could only assume was lubricant against his asshole. Before he could ask what Damien had planned he felt a small object being slowly pushed into his waiting ass, causing Richard to moan involuntarily.

“Damien what did you do?” Richard asked.

Instead of responding Damien stepped in front of him and began fiddling with a remote. When Damien pressed a button the plug inside of Richard began to vibrate softly. “This will be our first interrogation scenario. I will do everything in my power to make you call me by a title. Just like you have with Todd and Drake. If I succeed I'll continue using you as my test subject going further. If you manage to last till the others return from patrol, you're off the hook. I'll leave you alone and keep your secret.” Damien explained

“What do I have to avoid calling you?” Richard asked barely holding in the moans caused by the vibrating plug.

For the first time that night Damien smirked, “Soon I'll have you admitting my Superiority by referring to me as Master.”

“I'd never call you -” Richard's bravado was cut off by Damien turning up the power of the vibrations. Causing loud **** moans to escape Richard.

And for the next hour that's just kept repeating. The power of the plug being raised and raised until Richard was at the brink of orgasm only for Damien to lower the power and laugh and Richards cries of frustration. After the hour mark, Richard forgot all about his goal of lasting til the end of patrol. All he cared about was finally cumming after hours of being blue balled and teased.

Just when Richard thought it couldn't get worse Damien completely shut off the plug. Before Richard voices his disappointment Damien starts pouring lube onto Richard's aching cock before starting to stroke it but at an agonizingly slow speed.

“Damien please. Go faster. I'm so close. Please, I can't take it anymore.” Richard said abandoning all pride.

Damien simply shook his head.

Richard didn't know what to do until he remembered what Damien wanted from him. He knew there'd be no going back if he submitted. But in that moment of time he didn't care.

“Please master. Please let his unworthy tool cum. Please master!!!” Richard cried out.

With a victorious smile Damien turned the plug up to the highest setting and stroked Richard as fast as he could. It didn't take long for Richard to blow his load across the room with one last intense cry.

After a moment Damien pressed another button and all the ropes holding Richard went slack, causing him to fall to the ground.

“Not bad Grayson. You did slightly better than I predicted. I suggest you start cleaning up. People will ask questions if they find rope and cum in the training room.” Damien says as he leaves Richard alone to clean the mess like the lesser submissive he had become.

As far the rest of the hero world is concerned the bat brothers dynamic is the same as always. But the four men know the truth.

Richard is Jason's Stress Toy

Dick is Tim's thick ass submissive

Grayson is Damien’s training subject

Nightwing's ass belongs to the Bat Boys