Tim moaned softly as he arched on his bed feeling ashamed of himself. More than shame he was disgusting and lower than dirt for what he was doing right now. Tim was laying on his bed stroking himself with his legs parted at the knees. Using his flexibility he was curled up and pressing two fingers in and out of himself rapidly trying to simulate the feeling of having Damian inside him.

For a thirteen year old Damian was fairly large for his age and size. Of course all that training, genetic and life just made him more than a normal teenager. For Tim he didn't bulk up like Bruce, Jason or Damian did but rather had more of a runner/acrobat body. It was easy to think that new villains would see Dick and him as an easy target only to have the crap beat out of them.

Tim moaned again as he hit his prostate. Pulling them out he slumped onto his bed with a deep sigh before he hurried off his bed making his way to his closet. Opening the double doors he walked into it heading to a small hiding spot. Moving the carpet aside before hitting the small wood so it would pop open Tim reached in pulling out medium safe and setting it next right next to him before covering the hiding spot.

Licking his lips Tim punched in the code. When it opened Tim pulled out the lube, a remote and his favorite toy. It was seven inch vibrating dildo that Tim had made himself. It was made to hit just the right spots and move as fast as he wanted it too.

Popping the lid off the lube Tim coated the toy carefully before going back to his bed glancing at the door once more to make sure that it was locked before he climbed onto his bed on his hands and knees moving so he was bent forward taking in a deep breath before he reached back to push the top of his toy to his entrance.

When it touched Tim muffled a moan before slowly pushing it in. Forcing his body to relax further Tim closed his eyes his mind flashing back to when Damian had pushed into him. Stiffing a whine Tim forced it all the way into him panting hard.

Sitting up he looked at the remote before he paused looking up. Someone was listening in at the door. Tim smirked before letting out small pleasured pants, and moans for whoever it was. After a few minutes he hears boots stomping off meaning it had Damian.

When the angry stomps returned Tim stood up with a shiver feeling it move lightly inside of him before opening the door slightly to see Damian glaring up at him but he had a small tint of redness on his face showing that he had been listening.

"Here." Tim breathed out a moan. "Take this."

"What is it?" Damian took it trying not look to excited.

"A remote." Tim smiled at him like a cat. "Careful."

The door closed and Tim held his breath. He had just handed Damian the remote to his favorite toy, which he currently had inside him! And was going to let Damian play with him. What the hell was wrong with him-

"Ahhh!" Tim suddenly arched off the door shivering as the toy vibrated in the right spot. "Ahh, ahh, Oh yes~"

Behind the door Damian turned red before turning if off.

An hour later Damian fiddled with the little remote as Drake sat across him at dinner. Those baby blur eyes were challenging him. When Pennyworth set down the last tray of food and they started to eat with Grayson chattering away Damian turned he two on the smallest setting.

Across from him Tim wiggled slightly but other than that remind stilled.

So this was a game to see who would out last who?

Very well.

Damian turned it on highest but jolted slightly when a socked foot came up to rub his crotch.

Challenge accepted.

Ivy is going to return.