Before Nightwing had a second to turn around to see what hit him, he instantly got an erection in his tight leather suit.
“Fuck where the hell did this come from?” Dick moans rubbing it. “I mean it has been awhile.” He chuckles.
Dr. Obesus looks around the corner growling. “Damn it! Why the hell isn’t he fattening? Did I just make a cure for erectile distinction!?”
Dick adjust his throbbing cock. “You know I probably just need to call it a night.” Hey says. He jumps off the building and doing some acrobatic moves and lands in an alley. He gets changed back into his civilian clothes and joined the crowd walking through the street.
Dr. Obesus decided to follow the bird. He throws on a jacket to cover his suit and after a not so graceful way down the fire escape he tails Dick.
Dick tries to adjust the erection in his pants. “Damn it this thing won’t go away.” He groans. He thought about taking care of it when he gets home. He also knew of a few strip clubs around here he could visit, and his best friend Wally lived around here too.
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