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Dick Grayson and the Taiwanese Triad
Part 3 - Part Three
By Kyle Cicero
Email: kysen1@yahoo.com

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Dick Grayson and the Taiwanese Triad: Part Three

By Kyle Cicero

I've said before that writing is a solitary matter. However, there is a caveat. It can be helpful when you have someone to bounce ideas. A guy who generously provided not only answers to your questions about language but also came up with fantastic suggestions as to where an action might go. So, a tip of the hat to David for suggesting this subject, for his patience, and his stimulating ideas that kept the story going forward.

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Grayson left Wayne Manor on his motorcycle Initially, he went determined to confront his triad contact and figure out a way to get released from their control. However, thanks to the pleasurable throbbing vibrations from his motorcycle’s motor on his crotch, getting off quickly occupied his mind. As he drove towards his destination, he unconsciously pressed his cock and balls harder against his pulsating seat. Its added stimulation brought back memories of what happened to him back in Taipei.

By the time he arrived he was twitching in sexual arousal yet, he was still determined to reassert control over himself. Still, that desire was fighting with another desire: the craving of his body to achieve an orgasm. Both things occupied his mind as he walked into a large room that was filled with crates of various sizes. “I’m here” he said. “We need to talk,” he firmly stated with a hint of his old defiance in his voice

“And right on time,” a chillingly familiar voice came from the shadows in a far corner of the enclosure.

The second Dick heard that voice he froze. A face flooded into his mind. “Hai Li” he hoarsely gasped. Immediately, his resolve to fight fell apart.

“Did you miss me?” The young Asian criminal asked as he walked out of the shadows. “I signed up for this so we could meet up again. When you were humping that grapefruit, my grandfather heard you call me shi fu. So, it only made sense to let me take charge of you ”

“What are you doing here Hai Li?” Dick quizzed hoping that his voice didn’t reveal how unsettled he was seeing him. The sensation of submission that he had displayed to him took hold of him. It took all his concentration avoid the deferential attitude he had shown to him back in Taipei.

“First, I was born here. So, use my American name of Harry,” he told Dick. “My father left Taiwan to set up operations here in the United States. He met my mother here and I was born in this country. After his death, I took over things in the US. I returned to Taiwan because grandfather had plans for you and wanted me to be a part of them. I’m Harry. It’s funny though, you see my Chinese name are Chinese characters for harmful force,” he laughingly said to a solemn looking Dick. “I’m your contact so you would have someone to deal with familiar to you. I know we will do great work together.” He began to laugh. “The look on your face is priceless.”

Dick was completely unnerved by this encounter with Harry. He had intended to walk into this meeting to break free and later get sexual release. Seeing Harry, a man who had taken part in breaking him, standing there had his mind swirling.

“I have other business to attend. Let’s just get down to business,” Harry told him. “Your job is simple. You will keep us informed about what law-enforcement intends to do if it affects our business in the city. In return. I will give you information that will help you in your crime fighting…” he paused for a second. His smile grew wider. “I believe by now you should be seeking some type of shall we say easing of desires too?”

“Fuck you. I won’t do it,” Dick defiantly replied. He saw Harry press the button on the remote that he had in his hand, and suddenly Dick’s entire body was consumed with sexual lust.

“I really hate doing these demonstrations,” Harry calmly stated. “So, are we going to have any further troubles?

“No,” Grayson replied in a shaky voice.

“No, what?” Harry sharply stated.

“No shi fu,” Dick responded.

“Good you know how things stand,” Harry said. “As a reward, you can remove your cage and masturbate. I turned off the lock’s safety feature, so the bots won’t go crazy. When you finish you can put it back on. I have things to do here. I’ll give you 20 minutes to shoot your wad or wads. It’s up to you how much you milk yourself.” He reached into his pocket of his overcoat and took out a small grapefruit. “Have a blast,” he mocked as he tossed it at Dick, who instinctively grabbed it. He glared with Hatred at Harry but stayed silent rather than risk losing an opportunity to jerk off. “When you finish, if you think of not putting on the cage, remember the bots are inside you. Do I need to tell you what punishment is for disobedience?” He walked away as the sound of his laughter filled the warehouse.

Dick wanted to run up to Harry and punch out his lights. Instead, he just quickly yanked down his tights and briefs, loosened the cage to get it off, and began to jerk off to finally achieve the relief he so desperately desired.

“Fuck,” he repeatedly grunted as he expertly masturbated. His right hand moved up and down, stroking his shaft as if he was pumping oil from a well. His left hand first gently played with his nuts before moving up to obscenely fondle his chest area. “Fuck yes…fuck yes…” he moaned as he could feel his orgasm building. When he finally exploded, the effect was so powerful it literally dropped him to his knees. He fell forward, his hands reaching out to brace his upper body up from the floor. To his shock he found he still had an urge to masturbate. Not even paying attention anything he was doing, keeping balanced with one hand he used his other to reached down between his splayed thighs and began to stroke off. He was so intent on what he was doing he didn't see Harry off in a corner watching as Robin the feared crime fighter, who had intimidated so many men, jerked off while in a doggy position.

Yes, this will be fun , Harry thought as he watched that muscular body shudder as it achieved its second intense orgasm. For the next twenty minutes he observed Grayson jerking off in a multiple number of positions. He took note that it appeared the young crimefighter liked having his nuts played with and to feel-up his chest too. At one point, he actually ripped open the orange to squirt its juice on his erection. Harry was so entranced by the scenes; he led a full thirty minutes go by before he made a noise to indicate he was returning. “Ready to begin your new role as our bitch or, as we say in Chinese, jian gou,” teased enjoying the look of distaste on Robin's face, combined with his embarrassment at standing naked in front of him with his deflated rod still dripping cum.

“Yes, shi fu ,” a dejected Dick responded as he quickly re-dressed.

“See you next week and we will begin,” Harry told him. He left Grayson, his spirt broken once more, alone in the room.

As Dick walked to his motorcycle, he hated himself for folding and, even more, for being grateful to Harry for allowing him to temporality tap off his sexual cravings.

 

*****

 

Thanks to information Harry gave him at their weekly meetings, Batman and Robin had a string of successes in bringing down various gangs that operated throughout Gotham. Hai Li or Harry as he liked to be called was a font of useful information on Gotham’s rival gangland activity.

For all their success, however, Dick wasn’t under any illusion about what was happening. He knew the whole purpose of the triad was to use him as their instrument. Through him, to use Batman shatter any competition in the criminal world of the city. He hated being a weapon for their criminal enterprise. He also despised himself for feeding Harry information which allowed the triad to proceed with their plans without any worry of police interference. He was aware that his information allowed their members to keep one step ahead of both Commissioner Gordon’s police forces and Batman.

It was the price head paying to be able to satisfy his growing sexual needs. Thanks to the bots actions, his craving to ejaculate and get relief, consumed his every waking moment between their meetings.

What he could not admit, was a part of him quickly looked forward to their meetings. Seeing Harry meant a release from his cock cage and permission to masturbate. Those encounters were a brief respite from the sexual urges that built up within him.

“Well, things are going along rather nicely,” Harry said as he watched Dick furiously jerking off for the fifth time.

“Fuck,” Dick grunted as he achieved a climax. Initially, he had been reluctant to jerk off in front of Harry. Yet, when Harry informed him that the alternative was to stay caged, his refusal collapsed. The first few times jerking off, he had kept his eyes closed, so he couldn’t see Harry, smiling at what he was doing. Back then, whenever he approached an ejaculation, the shame of displaying himself crushed a part of his spirit. However, soon that embarrassment and humiliation faded. By now, he had masturbated in front of Harry so often, he barely noticed the young man. Reveling in his orgasms was soon all he concentrated upon.

“I’m happy to say that there’s nothing you need to tell us right now, “Harry told Dick after his climax. He had waited until the young crimefighter was finished, knowing that, until he had spunked at least four times, Dick’s brain was incapable on focusing on anything else. “The chief, my grandfather, is currently reorganizing our structures Back in Taipei. For now, no activity will be taking place until it is finished.”

“By restructuring I assume you mean killing rivals,” a surly Dick replied as he reached over to a nearby table which held a bowl of water. After washing his crotch, he reluctantly re-secured the cage imprisoning his genitals. He hated this part the most. Actually, locking his sexuality away. However, he realized he had no choice in the matter. When he refused to do it the first time, Harry had activated the bots to intolerable levels. The results had left him writhing on the floor furiously, jerking himself off, seeking a relief that never came. As the cage’s lock blinked on, he realized he had become a prisoner of his own sexual needs. He gazed at Harry. “So, are we done?” he bitterly asked.

“You know our get togethers doesn’t have to be a one-sided thing,” Harry said as he gazed at the naked form of the young crime fighter. “Magnificent,” he softly said taking in Dick’s defined muscular torso and impressive balls and cock. Drained of cum and flaccid, his family jewels were quite magnificent.

Grayson could see the naked lust in Harry’s eyes. It angered him. He wasn’t about to be ogled over like a piece of prime beef. “Don’t get any ideas. I’m not some fucking fruit like you,” he roughly said.

Harry stiffened when he heard those words. “You’re going to regret saying that to me,” he replied. “Do you know that the Chinese word for fuck me is cao wo. The next time we get together, you’re going be saying that to me. You’re not only going to say it, but you’ll also say it like you want it.”

“You can go fuck yourself or should I say cao wo, yourself,” Dick angrily shot back as he finished dressing in his crimefighter uniform.

“Until now I’ve been quite nice about allowing us to have weekly meetings so you could tap your sexual cravings on a regular basis before they got too intense for you to handle. That’s over,” Harry rasped. “Get this clear Boy Wonder, the next time we meet will be because you asked to see me. That meeting will only occur when you are ready to ask me to fuck you in my native language. Now go,” Harry sharply told him. He watched as Robin turned and left. “I will soon have that ass,” he mumbled as he took in the sight of the plump, rounded twin mountains of Grayson’s famous rump. “But let’s see if we can give you a little inducement to do it.” He laughed as he adjusted the buttons on his remote control. Every day those bots will stimulate you more and more till you will beg for relief. Even if it means begging to be screwed, he thought.

For the next few weeks, then bots kept Dick in a state of continuous sexual arousal. His nerves got so raw that he stayed in his bedroom at stately Wayne Manor rather than showing how frazzled he was. Alfred and Bruce could see that something was the matter, but every time they inquired, Dick merely said it was a cold and waved them off. Harry’s words echoed in his brain.

That meeting will only occur when you are ready to ask me to fuck you in my native language.”

Soon, a small part of his mind wondered if it was really so hard to say those words in Chinese. Even more critical, he began to wonder was it worth the pain he was enduring to keep his ass virginal. “Maybe I deserve to be fucked for what I’ve been doing,” he mumbled as he lay in bed twitching in sexual urges that craved satisfaction. “I’ve betrayed everyone, especially Bruce. I should get fucked for it.” What he did not realize was that a part of his brain, obsessed with getting its sexual orgasm, was using this twisted logic to get what it required. By the end of the ninth week, he had had endured enough. “It’s just a fuck,” he moaned as his cock throbbed in its cage. Reaching out to Harry he set up a meeting. As he walked into their usual meeting room, he saw the young Asian criminal sitting in a chair and smiling at him. Grayson felt both ashamed about what he was about to do yet, also relieved his erotic cravings would soon be over.

“Well, have you anything to ask me?” A triumphant Harry inquired. They both knew why this encounter was taking place, but Harry wanted to enjoy every second of this victory. He thought of all the men that had lusted after the Boy Wonder’s fabulous buttocks. Unlike them, however, he was going to more than obsess over it, he was going to tap it.

“I can’t take it anymore shi fu ,” Dick respectfully mumbled as the very words burned in his throat. He stopped, speaking horrified about what he was about to say. For one brief second a battle raged in his mind over whether to submit. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His cock pressed against its cage, like a beast longing to be freed. Suddenly, it was over, the fight trained out of him, his drawn and haggard face looked at Harry’s grinning one.

“Then tell me what you need,” Harry teased.

“You win. I’ll do what you want shi fu ,” Dick said. His voice filled with both defeat and humiliation.

“I want you to tell me in my own language what you want,” Harry grimly stated as his smile disappearing from his face.

Dick stared at him. Part of him still wanted to punch out Harry’s lights, but the throb in his balls and cock could no longer be denied. “I…I…I,” he paused as the words he was about to say, burned away this image of who he thought he was.

“If you’re not gonna say anything then get out,” an irritated Harry said as he got up from his chair

“No wait,” Dick yelled in panic. He looked at the young man. He took a breath then, in a soft voice cracking with embarrassment, he took that final step cao wo .”

Harry suppressed an urge to break out into laughter. He glared at the famed Boy Wonder knowing that a barrier had been crossed. “I’m sorry. Can you repeat that for me. A bit louder too.”

Cao wo… cao wo…cao wo ,” a frazzled Dick shouted. As he said those words, his once overwhelming sense of his own manhood shriveled inside. Yet, his cock and balls twitched realizing that these words were about to give them what they craved. He stood there before Harry, his eyes tearing up, repeating the phrase over and over again as he watched the young triad member come up to him. “Please. I can’t take it anymore…you win…cao wo .”

Harry reached out to gently touch the shattered crime fighter's right cheek. Without pausing he moved his other hand to the back of Grayson’s head and pulled Dick’s face towards him. He kissed the Boy Wonder. As he did, he reached into his pocket to grab a bottle of poppers he’d brought to aid in his plans. Harry broke off the kiss and saw the shock on Dick's face.

“What the fuck are you thinking,” a stunned Dick replied.

However, before he could react further, Harry instantly brought the bottle under the Boy Wonder’s nose. Grayson still thoroughly stunned by what happened, took in the fumes without realizing it.

“Fuck,” he gasped as the fume’s effects hit his brain and turbocharged the sexual stimulations that were already coursing throughout his body. His pupils dilated.

Holding Dick's head firmly from the back and, holding the poppers under the reeling Boy Wonder’s nose, Harry watched as the once moral posturing Grayson got high.

“Shit,” the now aroused and totally flying young stud giggled.

“Good,” Harry said as he tapped a button on his wrist bracelet to unlock the cock cage. He gently took it off Grayson. As Dick’s eleven-inch erection finally sprung free from its prison, Harry reached down to gently stroke it. By now, Dick was awash in sexual arousal and, he thought, shockingly grateful for being able to once more achieve a full erection. Without realizing what he was doing, he parted his lips as Harry’s tongue slipped in. First, my tongue, and then something else , Harry thought as his tongue probed inside dick.

As Harry gently stroked him, the drugged-up Dick surrendered to the sexual heat that had kept his body in flames. He reached out and pulled Harry closer to him. Soon he was returning Harry’s deep throated kiss with equal passion. His tongue expertly explored Harry’s throat. He had always been an amazing kisser, and this expertise was fully brought to bear in his actions. The only thing in his mind now was that soon he would finally be able to ejaculate.

For Harry it was a dream come true. Fuck he can kiss , he thought as he too surrendered to the passion. When he finally broke off their kiss, he saw the once supremely confident and arrogant young crimefighter was gone. Instead, there was an incredibly handsome young man lost in the heat of lust.

Cao wo, A now totally aroused Dick sighed. He repeated the words again. Words which now had no meaning to him because all he could think of was the sexual relief he craved. As far his body was concerned, it didn’t care how it was achieved.

Harry smiled at the realization the out-of-it Boy Wonder was ready to be fucked. He handed the poppers to Grayson who, not even conscious of what he was doing, held it up to his nose. He mindlessly took in more of the fumes that his mind told him was increasing his pleasures.

What perverted sexual acts does the evil Harry have in mind for our Boy Wonder? Will young Grayson truly give up his butt to satiate his lustful desires? Having deflowered the most famous, butt in Gotham, will Harry think of a way to turn it to his profit? Tune in next time for another chapter in our tale.

 

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