Three days after the he showed the Joker the farmhouse, Commissioner Gordon contacted Batman.
“Gotham needs you.”
When Batman reported to Commissioner Gordon, he was surprised by what Gordon told him.
“We have two types of crimes. “ he told him. “Joker led and non-Joker led. And, half of my police force has become bent again. I don't know who is paying them off, but I don't think it's the Joker.”
“The Joker led crimes include two bank robberies that he apparently led himself. Mob banks again, which provides kind of poetic justice, in my book. What's left of Moroni's people are upset about their money getting gone, to say the least. They won't dare take on the Joker, because he's proven himself too crazy. “ Batman sighed as he took all of this in.
“And, we have an even worse problem.” Commissioner Gordon continued. “ There have been a couple of new ganga cropping up. Young toughs who are just crazy enough to take on the Joker. The worst of them are a group of kids who used to be 'lost boys'. There were all former child soldiers. They have no fear, no morality. Killing is how they know to solve problems. I shudder to think them fighting the Joker, who also doesn't give a shit.”
Batman set out to systematically deal with Gotham's problems. He interrupted a couple of drug shipments and turned the information over to Gordon, who rounded up what turned out to be the remnants of Moroni's gang, trying to make a comeback.
The lost boys gang proved harder to stop . They weren't into drugs or liquor. They were weapons dealers, but only to get money to bring more members of their family over from Africa.They were immigrants, fighting for jobs, housing and increased benefits for their families. They had been attracted to Gotham because of economic incentives offered by Wayne Enterprises. They feared neither the Batman nor the Joker.
About a week after Gordon had called Batman back into service, he was following a lead on someone who was selling weapons to the lost boys when he encountered the Joker himself in an empty apartment with a suitcase full of guns.
“How could you?” he roared.
“Come on, Batsy.” The Joker protested.” This is what you wanted.”
“What I wanted” Batman bodily lifted the Joker and slammed him against another wall.
“Yes. You wanted Gotham to need you again, and now they do.” said the Joker.
“And selling guns to a bunch of former child soldiers?” Batman shoved the Joker against the wall a little harder.
“Well, now, that's...well...that's...those guys are tougher than coffin nails.” said the Joker. “ They fear nothing. “
“So, you think that a good idea would be to sell them some guns?” Batman roared as he slammed the Joker against the wall for a third time.
“Well, now that you put it that way.” The Joker pouted, but the truth was that he was so turned on by Batman's anger that he felt if he slammed him one more time he would come in his pants.
“You drive me crazy.” Batman growled before covering the Joker's lips with his own. The Joker moaned as their tongues dueled and Batman pulled his hair with his gloved hand. When both men broke the kiss to gasp for air, the Joker shifted to grind his erection against the Batman's armour.
“God, I want you.” Batman growled.” Why, I don't know.”
It was harder to get out of the Batman armour than it looked, and it took Batman a few minutes to divest himself of his armour and another few minutes to get the Joker undressed.
“There's lube in my back pocket.” The Joker whispered, and Batman reached in and found a small tube of vaseline similar to the one they used the first time they had sex.
He used it to quickly prepare the Joker.
“Wrap your legs around my waist.” he ordered, lifting the Joker up and positioning himself to breach him.
“I'm going to be fucked by Batman, I'm going to be fucked by Batman.” The Joker chanted softly as Batman entered him.
“Yes, you are.” Batman growled before capturing the Joker's lips again in a kiss.
The Joker panted softly as Batman thrust into him. Batman was still wearing his gloves and when the Joker saw this, he begged Batman.” Touch me. Touch me with your gloves.”
Batman shifted his hips so he could hit the Joker's prostate and he instructed him.”Hold on tight.”
He reached between them with his gloved hands and grasped the Joker's weeping erection. It only took a few pulls before the Joker was wailing and spilling his release into the Batman's glove.
Feeling the Joker come triggered Batman's own release and he shuddered against the Joker before his knees gave out and they both collapsed on the floor.
“So, I guess you like being Batman full time, again” The Joker commented as they both fought to regain their breath.
“Get dressed and come with me.” Batman ordered.
The Joker hurried to comly, feeling his cock twitch at Batman's voice. Batman got redressed as well and grabbed the Joker's arm and dragged him down to where the Batpod was waiting.
“Get on.” he ordered. After the Joker had obeyed, Batman fastened him to his body with a cord from his utility belt.
“If anyone sees us, I'm taking you back to Arkham Asylum.” Batman told the Joker.
“You have to take me back to Arkham Asylum tonight, anyway.” The Joker told him.
Batman didn't say anything as he started the Batpod. The changes that had taken place in the month since the Joker had escaped from Arkham Asylum weren't to Batman's liking. Dr. Crane had been reinstated and a new doctor, Harley Quinzel had been added to the staff. Batman didn't really care for Dr. Quinzel and he loathed Dr. Crane. He didn't like the idea of the Joker going back there, but he wasn't sure what else he could do. He wanted the Joker to stay out, but that probably wasn't the best idea either.
He pulled into the driveway of the farmhouse and hid the Batpod in the garage.
“Come on.” he growled, pulling the Joker by the arm. Batman removed his mask and revealed his face, covered with black makeup. Bruce began to remove the black makeup with some cold cream.
He reached over and spread some on the Joker's face, as well.
“The moment of truth”. The Joker said and giggled nervously. He still felt uncomfortable around Bruce without his makeup.
Bruce turned on the shower and pulled the Joker in with him. He wet a thick wash cloth and washed off first his makeup, then the Joker's/
“There's those gorgeous green eyes.” Bruce murmured. The Joker didn't answer, but he used his hands to explore Bruce's body. He hadn't done that much before.
“How did you get this scar?” The Joker's fingers probed a scar on Bruce's shoulder.
“Being Batman.” Bruce answered and then leaned forward and kissed him.
“And this one?” The Joker touched a scar on Bruce's arm.
“Being Batman.” Bruce was now soaping them both up, sliding their bodies together, getting ready to initiate sex again.
“And this one?” The Joker gently touched a scar on Bruce's side.
“That? That I got in a Chinese prison.” Bruce answered, then reached out and pulled him to him.
Fin.
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