Fed up with their constant arguing, Bruce binds both Dick and Jason with a set of collars connected by a small metal chain. The collars force them to face each other and stand close. Bruce then locks them in one of the manorās bedrooms, telling them heāll let them free in a few hours once theyāve talked things out.
But when Bruce returns, he finds his two boys, both beaten and bloody, laid out on the bed. Jason is screaming and crying while folded into a mating press, his hands secured above his head while his legs kick uselessly. Dick is on top of him, rutting into his ass like a wild animal, practically drooling as he makes the mattress squeak with each powerful thrust.
Jason notices Bruce first, looking at him through teary eyes. āHelp me,ā he begs over and over again, sobbing louder after each whiny plea.
This makes Dick snap out of his feral state long enough to glance over his shoulder. Despite how his eyes widen, he doesnāt stop his thrusting. In fact, he goes even faster than before.
āI-Iām sorry,ā he groans. āHe made me so mad, and I⦠Fuck~ He fucking deserves it, Dad. I canāt help it.ā
Bruce knows he should stop this madness, but the sight of his two eldest entangled together is far too alluring. So instead, he decides to scold Dick with a taste of his own medicine. He positions himself behind Dick and pushes into his hole, making Dick cry as he bottoms out.
Now, both men can feel the force of their fatherās snapping hips as Bruce fucks Dick and Dick fucks Jason.