The Outsider

‘I love this city. How chaos and injustice reign in the streets. Robberies and murders every day. Even if you show up every night to cleanse her of the ilk that hangs around there. It will never be enough.’

He smiled sinisterly. Red painted lips exaggerating his disfigured, abnormal and large smile. He was excited. That night's plan was simple, but perfect. Soon he would have the bat under his power. He got chills just thinking about what he would do with the guy. Take off his mask? No. It would ruin the mystery and the fun. Although he admitted to being intrigued to know what was under that damn suit. He was intrigued by those deep blue eyes that always looked at him coldly.

Dressed in his purple suit, yellow shirt, blue tie, dress shoes and black gloved hands. Always elegant for when he decided to go see his nemesis. He brushed his slicked hair back with just a few strands of hair falling over his forehead. Not that he would need it, it was just a gesture he made, to know that everything was in its place.

"Excited to see Batsy ?" One of the voices in his head said, which sounded sinister.

“As usual! Plus tonight will be special!” He said out loud and excited. He was on top of an abandoned building. Watching the city lights. Everything seemed calm.

"Do you think he would like our surprise?" Said another of the voices in his head, this one sounded a little softer, almost like a purr.

“He'll like it! I'm sure of that!. I spent months perfecting this thing with the straw face” He spoke out loud again, while from a pocket he took out what looked like a bright green yo-yo. Just then he heard a voice behind him.

“Were you talking to me darling?”

He turned around and saw the blonde girl in pigtails with a confused expression with a bat in one hand. “Don't interrupt me, Harley. I'm talking to my friends!" Joker said, pointing at his head, annoyed that he was disrupted from his internal conversation.

“Oh! I'm sorry honey!...But we're ready, as soon as you give the order.” Harley said, adjusting her neckline so that her pretty round breasts would show even better.

“Well... start! I'll catch up with you later." said Joker, making a gesture with his hand for the girl to leave. A few minutes after Harley left, there was an explosion that he saw some blocks away.

"Why a bank? It's such a cliché." Said another voice in his head that sounded bored and gave a yawn.

“Because I just left Arkham and I'm broke! I need the greens to continue buying my toys!” He said out loud and laughed. At that, the sign that he had been waiting for so much that night appeared in the sky.

“It's time to take action!” He went down the building very calmly. He would let the bat fight for a while, then he would get tired and Joker would enter the scene. Although he was a clown, he also enjoyed acting, drama and theater. This is how he imagined everything in his head.

He got into his car. A '70 LTD Ford, purple with a red bumper twisted from the tips up, simulating a smile, took off towards where the chaos of the night was beginning to be heard. He drove at full speed, avoiding pedestrians, cars and other things. Taking one or two hydrants along the way. At all times observing the bat signal in the sky. He slammed on the brakes a few blocks away when he saw the patrols surrounding the perimeter of the building. He backed the car and looked for a dark alley where he could park and leave the car ready for the next thing.

Among the chaos that was in the place, police sirens, firefighters trying to put out the fire of the huge building that was on fire, rescuers removing injured people and bullets that came from the machine guns that he knew his men had. He was able to easily sneak unnoticed into the building.

Upon entering, he watched as Batman knocked down each man with clown masks who tried to defend themselves one by one. Harley ambushed the vigilante from behind trying to hit him with her bat, but Batman was faster and with a high kick broke the piece of wood in two. Harley threw a tantrum on the floor. “It was my favorite!!!” She started to cry like a baby, exaggerating her bawling.

Batman completely ignored her and continued fighting hand to hand against two other guys the same size. One with a knife and the other with closed fists.

The one who had the knife was quite skilled and on three occasions he almost managed to hit the stomach, neck and knees. Each and every one Batman managed to dodge them and in the end he was able to take the knife from the guy and break his arm. He quickly subdued the other on the ground, knocking him down and knocking him out with a blow to the back of the head. Batman was breathing hard, he had finally fainted all the guys in masks. Except Harley, who was still crying like a fool on the floor.

"Shut the fuck up!" Batman said in a sullen voice to the girl. Harley was instantly quiet.

"You shouldn't be this abrupt with a lady." She said, pouting at Batman and then sticking her tongue out rudely at him.

“Where is your boss, girl?” Batman said annoyed. Harley just shrugged.

He let his guard down for just a moment thinking that maybe Joker wasn't there when he heard a mocking laugh behind him.

“Were you looking for me, Batsy?” Joker said, coming out of the shadows. Playing with a green yo-yo. Throwing it down and keeping it in a constant rotating motion.

“Surrender, buffoon, your men are defeated.” Batman said as he was slowly recovering his breath, attentive to any other ambush or the movements of the man in front of him. Joker frowned. He didn't like Batman calling him a buffoon. He was a crazy maniac, he was a murderer, he was a clown, a jokester. All of that, but not a buffoon.

“You shouldn't insult me like that, Batsy, after all. The one who is at a disadvantage here. It's you.” Joker took the yo-yo string with his other hand and started doing tricks with it. Batman watched his every move. He knew better than to trust the guy. He knew that even if he was crazy. He was quite intelligent.

Then he saw Joker take a few steps forward and swing the yo-yo. He gave it a couple of spins and threw it at Batman. He caught it without much effort in his right hand. Joker was still holding the little toy by the string.

“Oh no! You already caught me!” Joker said, feigning sadness. At that, he pulled the string hard and the yo-yo exploded in Batman's hand.

The vigilante, didn't expect that. He knew it was some kind of distraction, but he thought the attack would come from somewhere else. When he felt the toy explode in his hand he let it go. A cloud of green smoke enveloped him and he began to cough. He tried to cover his face with his hand to avoid breathing in the smoke. Since he noticed that it was making him dizzy and feel unbalanced. His vision began to blur. The sounds around were distorted. Joker's laugh sounded more and more distant. Until everything went black and he didn't know more about himself.

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His smile widened as he saw the bat fall to the floor. He approached cautiously. Although he knew that the sleeping gas he had used was quite powerful. He didn't trust Batman, who always seemed to have some trick or some kind of unthinkable defense. He crouched down and checked to see if he was still breathing, then ran his fingers over the mask, caressing the only skin that was visible on the bat's face.

"Boss, that guy broke my arm." One of his men who was lying nearby had returned to consciousness and had brought Joker out of his enthrallment with Batman.

“Shut up, you can take money and go get your arm fixed...help me put Batsy into my car.”

"What am I supposed to do, boss?" Harley asked, approaching Joker.

“You already know what you have to do! Do I have to do it all myself?! You bunch of morons!”

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His body felt heavy. He didn't remember what had happened. He started listening to music. Someone was walking around him. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't open his eyes.

-Could you please

Help me understand why

You've given in to all this

Reckless dark desires , you're …-

Someone was singing to the rhythm of the music. He concentrated on at least putting his senses on alert. Try to locate himself. The music did not allow him to notice any external noise. Little by little he remembered and regained consciousness. There was something about the explosive yo-yo. When he smelled the smoke he realized that something was wrong. He noticed that he was lying on a bed. He wanted to move, but his hands and feet were tied. He made another effort and was finally able to open his eyes. It was some kind of attic or cellar, because he could see the roof beams of the building. He turned to the side and confirmed that he was handcuffed to a 4-poster bed.

-Disconnect and self destroy one bullet at a time

What's your rush now?

Everyone will have his day to die-

It was Joker who sang some rock melody. In the position he was in, he realized that perhaps the room was huge. That's why he could only hear it but didn't see him. Trying to think quickly what to do, he started pulling on one of his arms to see if he could get it out. The bed looked like it was made of metal but old. Maybe it would be rusty. Hopefully if he used enough force he could free his hand and reach for his belt. He looked down and noticed to his horror that his belt was gone. What seemed strange was that he was still wearing the mask. Joker hadn't taken it off. He heard him raise his voice. Visibly excited singing at the top of his lungs.

-Medicated, drama queen

Picture perfect, numb belligerence

Narcissistic drama queen

Craving fame and all its decadence-

“What do you want?! Let go of me, you fucking coward!”

Joker realized that his guest had woken up when he heard him speak, and he approached immediately. He continued humming the lyrics of the song and brought his hand closer to Batman's face.

The bat did its best to move its face away. He was surprised that instead of feeling a tug removing his mask, he felt a caress on his cheek from Joker. He felt a chill run down his spine. He felt disgust in the way Joker was looking at him for some reason.

“I hope the music doesn't bother you. It's just so they don't hear out there what I'm going to do to you tonight." Joker said with a malicious laugh, while showing Batman a small bottle with some amber liquid inside. Then, Joker sat astride the bat and with one hand grabbed its nose, cutting off its breathing. Batman held his breath. He wouldn't allow Joker to give him anything to drink. He still felt a little weak from whatever the smoke had been, but he had good resistance holding his breath.

“I have all night, Batsy. I can wait." Joker said with the bottle ready in his other hand, then he poured the liquid into his mouth and continued waiting. As soon as Batman opened his mouth a little to be able to take in air and hold his breath again, Joker jumped in and joined his mouth to the vigilante's and made him drink the liquid he had been holding in his mouth. Out of surprise, Batman couldn't help but swallow.

Batman wanted to fight by moving his head, but Joker grabbed his face with his hands. He put his tongue in and explored the other's mouth. Batman couldn't get over his astonishment. Why was the damn clown kissing him? And what had he given him to drink?

When Joker broke up the kiss. He noticed that the heat began to increase in his body. The other one on top began to take off his jacket and throw it to the side.

“I hope you like what I gave you. It's a new drug that Scarecrow and I are experimenting with. I couldn't help but take a little, but the effects will be stronger on you because you took most of it.” Joker said, beginning to take off his tie and unbutton his shirt little by little.

Batman noticed a slight blush on the pale skin of the man's face, the makeup of his smile smeared from the forced kiss he had given him. He began to breathe hard, the heat was increasing. With fear he noticed that the heat was coming from his belly where Joker was sitting and he began to move his hips.

"I see you're already getting happy to see me." Joker said, smiling and pushing his hips towards the hardness he felt under his ass.

Batman this time made the effort to pull one of his hands and one of the metal posts of the bed bent a little. Joker laughed at that.

"I still underestimate your strength, my dear Batsy." said the clown, he did not give importance to the fact of the half-bent metal and stood up, throwing the shirt somewhere. Then he unbuttoned his pants, to reveal under his underwear that he was also already hard.

"What are you planning, you sick bastard?" Batman said, annoyed, because he couldn't regulate the strange excitement that the drug was causing him. He was sweating under his suit and he wanted to take it off and take the damn clown and fuck him right there. 

Batman shook his head. ´The drug is making me think nonsense,´ he thought. He couldn't take his eyes off Joker. The man was slender, with marked muscles and full of scars. The extremely pale, almost whitish skin and then there was that bulge under a white boxer that he wanted to see for some reason. Joker climbed back onto the bed and took Batman's pants and without any qualms lowered them to his knees. Leaving free the painful erection that stood up and gave a good view to Joker, who smiled at that.

“My oh my! Such a good size my dear Batsy. I thought that the suit and all where to compensate for something, but I see that's not the case.” Joker licked his lips, his mouth was watering at such a sight. So he started stroking Batman's hardness slowly. The skin felt hot and the erection throbbed with every touch Joker gave it. He cradled his testicles in one of his hands and with the other he guided the member towards his mouth.

Batman couldn't help but grunt at the pleasurable sensation he felt. Joker was pleasing him in a way he never imagined. He felt how he ran his tongue along its entire length, and then made circles with his tongue on the tip. He held his breath for a moment when he felt Joker run his teeth over his skin, but he didn't bite him, the sensation made him fall further into ecstasy and he threw his head back, while Joker took him back into his mouth and bumped the tip against the back of his throat.

A whimper left his mouth when Joker stopped stroking him for a moment. He saw how he finally finished taking off his underwear, letting him see that completely naked body. An instinct to possess it, took over him and he pulled at his cuffed hands again, but nothing, the metal didn't move even a little this time. A mischievous laugh escaped Joker. 

“Don't worry... I also want to enjoy the moment.” The clown said with a menacing glow in his pupils. He left him on the bed for a moment. To then return with another bottle in his hands. He straddled Batman again and showed him the bottle he now had with him. The bat watched him pour the liquid into his hand this time.

“Batsy, this is lubricant. With that size, we're going to need a lot.” Joker said laughing and bringing his hand to his butt, to start preparing himself.

“Let me see!” Batman said demandingly, almost desperately. Joker started laughing in amusement. So he granted him that. He turned over to him, almost sitting on his face and raised his ass, spreading his buttcheeks so that the other could see how he began to play with that tight entrance.

First making circles and inserting only the first phalanx of his middle finger. At the sight, Batman couldn't control his instincts. The closest thing he had to Joker were the thighs on either side of his face, so he started running his tongue along one of the thighs and then took a good bite.

“Ouch!” Joker complained but did not retreat, on the contrary . He continued delighting Batman with his view when he already had two fingers inside him. The sound that the lubricant made with the skin as the fingers entered, was making Batman more and more excited as he continued licking and biting Joker's inner thighs. Leaving teeth marks on his skin. Joker retreated. He already felt ready and saw the desperation in the bat. Apart from all the precum that was coming out of the tip of Batman's penis.

"Come back here!" Batman demanded when he no longer felt the skin he had been tasting.

"Here comes the best part, Batsy," Joker said, taking the member and directing it to his entrance, beginning to slowly sit on it. “I don't think it's going to fit everything.”Joker continued saying with half the way done.

The wait was becoming too painful. He wanted to feel it completely with a desperation that he no longer knew if it was his own or the drug. That same desperation made him pull his right hand even harder and finally the metal bent completely. Leaving his arm free.

Joker noticed and stopped. Thinking Batman would get him off of him, but he did the opposite.

Batman put his free hand to his mouth and with his teeth he pulled his glove to leave his hand uncovered, then he grabbed Joker's hip and made him sit on him with a single push. Joker's scream was between pain and pleasure as he felt completely invaded by the other. He began to force him to move his hips with a roughness typical of Batman.

Joker was completely given over to the pleasure with his face flushed, panting and moaning without any shame. Letting himself be carried away by the bat's attacks. Himself pushing harder and harder, touching that point inside him that almost brought him to orgasm. Batman began pumping Joker's erection, Joker grabbed his wrist, the intensified pleasure pushing him over the edge.

"No... stop... stop... I'm going to…" he ejaculated on his abdomen at the same time he felt his insides being filled.

He smiled as he caught his breath and then Batman released his erection to squeeze his neck, as if he wanted to choke him. Joker brought his hands to the hand that was squeezing him, trying to free himself, but then he felt it pull him towards him and catch his lips and his mouth was invaded by a rather skillful tongue. Joker moaned into the kiss that Batman gave him, enjoying the battle of tongues they were in.

He began to run his hands over the chest armored by the suit's armor. He wanted to get that damned hindrance out of the way, but he doubted Batman would let himself go that far. Batman pushed him away from the kiss abruptly. He looked at him with a cold look.

"Now let me go!" Batman demanded sullenly with his hoarse voice, as his legs and other hand were still cuffed. Joker began to laugh mockingly.

"Let go of you, so you can beat me to death later?... Don't think I'm an idiot." Joker got up from Batman and went somewhere near the bed. The bat couldn't see well. Then he returned, carrying something that looked like an aerosol can in his hand.

“I want you to know, Batsy, that I really enjoyed this. I hope we can repeat it soon. In the meantime... Good night.”

Joker sprayed something in Batman's face and he tried to turn his face so as not to receive it fully, but soon he began to feel sleepy. Same as with yo-yo smoke. There was still the rock music that Joker had left on all the time and he began to listen to it in a distorted way and then his body felt heavy. Everything went black.

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When he woke up he was still on the bed but he already had his suit on. He was no longer handcuffed and everything was silent. He got up quickly. Scanning the place. lying on a wooden box was his belt as if it were nothing. He took it and checked it. Everything was in its place. He put it on and noticed that there was an emergency exit window. He opened it easily and walked out. He went out onto the roof of a building. Inspecting his surroundings. It was beginning to dawn. He realized that he was on top of one of the city's casinos.

Everything felt too surreal. He had been at the mercy of Joker and he had done nothing to him. Not even removing his mask. He had only drugged him and 'abused' him. In fact, in the end he had also enjoyed it. He clenched his fists and pushed the thought out of his head.

"Fuckin buffoon" he said through his teeth. He still felt the other's body on top of him. He took out his retractable beak and even with all those thoughts he prepared to return to his home for the moment.

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