"Well then you gotta be my little fag then." He said like it was obvious. "I mean a fag is like a pet, but with even less rights you know? I can't MY fag get kicked out onto the streets. So promise to be my little fag boy and I won't tell dear papa." He said with a biting grin.
"F-Father can't ever know about this! Please, T-- Jason! I'll do anything you want! I'll do the one thing you're thinking of!"
Damian was probably going to regret it but his Father couldn't ever know he was a pathetic loser faggot. He would have to accept the consequences.
"I don't know. I mean if I was the old man I would both hate and need to know if my son was a pathetic loser faggot who came from a wedgie and groping." He said like he was thinking deeply about it.
"I guess there is one thing you could do...but i doubt you would." He hummed.
Damian felt so embarrassed and humiliated that he came from being degraded and amused. But he had the best orgasm he has ever had in his life so far. He did feel like he just pissed himself.
"Pl-please don't tell Father! I-I'll do anything you want!" He pleaded.
There was a pause, one hand on Damian's ass the other on his nuts as the younger Robin made a mess of the tiny shorts.
"I can't tell if you just came like a bitch in heat or pissed yourself. God that's pathetic either way. I should tell Bruce what you did." He threatens.
Damian kept hearing how much more he was mocked for his body as he got spanked. He then felt his tiny balls squeezed by the big hand. He felt even more aroused from it. He looked up into his big brother's strict eyes as he got nervous. He uncontrollably squirted into the shorts.
"I'll give you this," he said groping and squeezing them like he was trying to break a pair of stress balls, "these make great fucking fidget toys. So damn squishy and bouncy." He mocked.
"It looks like your fucking ass is trying to floss!" Jason nearly hollered with laughter. He even teared up from how deeply he was laughing. After some deep breaths between the mocking howls, he composed himself a bit more and his hands landed on Damian's cheeks with a smack.
"I-I'm not l-lying-aaaaah!" He tried to retort as his crotch got squeezed even more and his hole was rubbing against the booty short. He felt it over his head before he moaned from being spanked. He looked ridiculous but he couldn't fight it. He felt so degraded under Jason.
He said before continuing to stretch the fabric up and up and up until he was able to pull just the tip of it over the newer Robin's head. Jason snorted with amusement, Damian looked so fucking dumb like that. He gave that fat fag ass a hard smack for to watch it bounce.
"God you're such a terrible liar. Dick was so much better at pretending to be an actual man than you." He pauses at the top of a pull before shrugging. "You know what? Liars should be punished right? Let's do that, teach you a lesson like a good big bro."
Damian cursed himself even more for how much he was getting aroused from the mockings for his tiny pp, especially done by his big brother. He felt his crotch getting squeezed because of the tight crotch, but he was liking it as masochist.
"I-I shave m-myself!" He lied.
"God this shit is so small I can see your tiny fag hole wow. Bruce is such a fucking nasty old perv for this shit right?" Jason asked like he wasn't bouncing Damian by those same elastic slut shorts like a damn human yo-yo. "You manscape or are you naturally bitch boy hairless?"
"D-don't imitate m-aaaaah!" Damian tried to retort before he was lifted up by the back of the booty shorts. He could barely stand on his toes while the fabric was making it feel tight in his crotch and between his ass. His precum was already making a wet circle.
"I'm no fag!" Jason rudely mocked in a whiney voice. One scarred meaty hand grabbed the back of the robin costumes trunks, if you could call them that, and lifted up. He pulled Damien up to his tippy toes and then some while making the stretchy thin fabric ride up his ass.
Damian felt himself more humiliated the more Jason was looking and mocking him. His gay boy ass always got bigger while his dick didn't. He know can really feel it with his big brother degrading him for it. His dick kept leaking.
"I-I'm no f-fag!" He tried to retort.
"Didn't say you were small," he said with a laugh, "you are though. But I didn't say it. No. I said your little gay boy ass is fat dumbass."
He peaked around the front and raised a brow at the cute tent in the skin tight outfit. "That's the only big part of you though fag."
"I-I'm not sm-small!" Damian tried to retort.
He cursed himself that he got hard and leaky from his big brother's mockings. He felt it more clear in his crotch when the shorts got pulled.
He let a moan escape when the shorts spanked him. He blushed even harder from it.
"Wow baby bird. Looks like the only thing that grew since the last time someone wore this is your ass." Jason teased with a cruel grin. He reached out and grabbed the bottom edge, pulled it back as far as he could without ripping it, and then let it smack back with a harsh pop.
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"Should have known you had something to do with this super twink," Jason says like it's a slur before flipping the half kyrptonian off.
He tries to cover himself up but both his cock and his ass are too large and exposed to be hidden. He mutters a curse under his breath.
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