Superman Sucks!
The following story is a fantasy story involving the Man of Steel. It involves oral sex between the Superhero and males on Earth. The acts of fellatio by Superman are not voluntary. If this subject matter offends, then stop reading this post now.
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On the third day after Lois Lane had failed to show up for work at the Daily Planet, Clark Kent receives an envelope containing instructions for insuring the safe release of Lois. The message tells Clark to contact Superman and to have Superman appear at the entrance of a seldom used archival vault in the sub basement of a NY City skyscraper. The note adds that Superman will receive additional directives when he arrives at the vault.
Superman arrives at the vault entrance at 7:00 pm that evening. He notices that the seldom used vault is open. He is about to scan the vault with his x-ray vision when he notices Lois Lane tied to the far end of the vault. She shouts for help and tells him that she is alone and that her kidnappers will be returning in 15 minutes. Superman rushes in to free her. As he is loosening her bounds Lex Luthor and three henchmen emerge from behind a partition within the vault. Each is carrrying a large piece of Green Kryptonite. One of the henchmen hits Superman in the head with his piece of Green Kryptonite, knocking the Man of Steel to the floor. Luthor and the remaining two swiftly descend upon Superman and surround him with the deadly material.
Incapacitated by the deadly rays, the Man of Steel is forced to endure a tirade from Luthor on Superman's stupidity and how both Superman and Samson were defeated by the wiles of a woman. It is only when Superman sees Luthor free and embrace a smiling Lois Lane, that he realizes he has been set up and betrayed by her.
His agonized question of "why" is answered by the spiteful voice of Lois as she vilifies him for leading her on for years and keeping her dangling by a string. It is the anger of unrequited love. The embittered Lois tells Superman that while he may be the Man of Steel, the steel obviously wasn't between his legs, since he had never come close to touching her over the many years. Lois continues her harangue by giving explicit details of each and every act of debauchery that she and Lex had committed over the past six months.
Luthor gets in on the act by telling Superman that he, Lex, has found a way to help Superman understand his sexual hangup, and that he, Luthor, will show the bewildered and suffering Man of Steel the true nature of his sexuality.
Two of Luthor's henchmen grab a hold of the now prostrate Man of Steel, and shove a powdered mixture which is 98% red kryptonite and 2% green kryptonite into his nose and mouth. Barely conscious from the large green kryptonite rocks, the hapless Man of Steel realizes that inhalation is the only alternative to death. With a mightly snort and a swallow, the Man of Steel ingests the weird mixture and passes out.
A splash of cold water in the face awakens the Man of Steel about an hour later. Although awake, the Man of Steel is woozy and disoriented by the potent powder now circulating within him. He is aware of the sound of many male voices surrounding him, and the shuffling of many feet. He is also aware that he has been stripped of his familiar red and blue suit. The feel of cold cement on his balls confirms his situation. Another glass of water clears his vision somewhat, while the hated voice of Lex Luthor penetrates through the other male voices.
"Don't worry about that big limp dick dangling between your legs, Man of Steel," he hears Luthor say. We'll get that cock hot and primed in a few minutes. Tony, Come here!"
Strong hands pull the Man of Steel to his knees, while other unseen hands roam across his taut stomach, and still others gently message his impressive set of superhuman nuts. Disoriented and confused because of the potent powder, Superman is helpless to resist as a set of strong hands pulls open his mouth.
Behind him Superman hears the now soothing voice of Luthor telling him that he is about to discover his true self, and that all of his sexual anxieties would soon be over. "This is what you need! This is what you want! This is what I will give you!" intones the warm voice of Luthor. A large cock is swiftly inserted into the open maw of the Man of Steel.
"Suck, Superman, suck! This is what you have always craved. Give it to him, Tony!"
The helpless Man of Steel looks upward and sees the face of a grinning Hispanic male, about 22 years old, looking down on him while saying in an almost mantra like cadence, "suck it, man; suck it." At the same time the bewildered Man of Steel feels Tony's strong hands caressing his cheeks and rubbing his face. Below him the other unseen hands continue to roam across his taut stomach, and gently message his impressive nuts.
Almost in a trance the Man of Steel feels his lips close around the large, hot, Hispanic cock which has been rhythmically thrusting ever deeper into his mouth. He feels his kryptonian tongue start to gently lap across the thick, hard dick. He feels the hands that had forced his mouth open, leave and move to the back of his head. They begin a rocking movement, counter thrusting his superhuman head with the forward thrust of Tony's hot cock.
With his entire visual world focused on the large Hispanic cock ceasely entering his mouth, it's hot scrotumnal sack continuously massaging his chin, and the dense pubic bush following each thrust of Tony's hot dick, the Man of Steel begins to pick up the audio sounds of the world around him. "Hey, Tony how's he doin --- better than Louisa?
Ahhhhhh, this is great .... the Man of Steel sucks on my ram of steel. Shit, he's fantastic. I told you we could do it! Shit, damn, I'm glad I'm next." And penetrating the din the recurring voice of Luthor saying "I told you he was a cocksucker! Look at him go.... hey guys, line up the others.
Joe, keep those video camera's rolling, and I want plenty of still shots --- lots of close ups.
Hot Damn ... the Man of Steel is getting a hardon! Shit, Mike, make sure you get shots of that sucker growing while our Superstud is sucking off Tony! Damn, this is turning out better than I thought!"
Ceaseless sucking to Tony's commanding cadence, "suck it, man; suck it" the Man of Steel feels his kryptonian cock start to swell and rise. Soon he is at full mast while the hot Hispanic sausage thrust ever deeper into his mouth and throat. "Damn, Lex, you did it. Congratulations Tony, your dick has turned the Man of Steel into a real Man of Steel! You just gave Superman his first hardon! Give him his first load whenever you want to. You are making history ... the cock that conquered Superman!"
"Get ready cocksucker. Your tongue is about to get rewarded for all the hard work that your lips have been doin. I haven't shot a load in a week and a half. Your first load is gonna be a load and a half. Keep on sucking my meat. Your cock may be bigger than mine, but look who's on his knees!"
"Here it comes, baby! Your first cum cocktail," was all that Superman heard as the hot slab of manmeat was roughly pulled from his mouth and pointed directly into his face. Before he could think, the great slit at the end of the cock opened up and began to spew hot, white stud juice across his face and into his eyes. "This is great," screamed Luthor, " keep those camera's rolling."
Still unable to respond to the unfolding event, Superman remained kneeling as the spewing cock was thrust back into his mouth, where it continued to jettison its load. Shot after shot of hot man juice poured onto his tongue and down his throat as the nearly crazed Tony buried his bone to the hilt inside of the Man of Steel's violated mouth.
Through his cum-blurred eyes, all that the Man of Steel could see was the thick dark bush of Tony's groin as he was forced to swallow the entire hot shooting cock. Deep within the tight confines of the Superhuman throat, Tony's stiff dick continued pumping semen into the stomach of the Man of Steel, while all around him male voices cheered and urged him on with endless chants of "suck it, suck it, suck it."
As swiftly as it was inserted, the cock that conquered Superman was abruptly withdrawn only to be instantly replaced by another stiff slab of manmeat. This one belonged to a tall, muscular blond 25 year old, hairy chested bouncer from the Bronx. "Go for it Mike, intoned the disembodied voice of Luthor, the Man of Steel wants another meal. Feed it too him, now!"
And so it went ceaslessly into the night. Mike had no sooner emptied his nuts into the Man of Steel's mouth, then he was replaced by Jerome, who was followed by Ron, and then Kim, and then Abdullah, and then Shabazz, and then Christopher, and then Bob. The chain of cocks was endless, as was the supply of video tape, and film. Each act of Superhuman fellatio was carefully recorded from every imaginable angle, with special care being taken to insure that the cocksucking - stimulated Man of Steel erection was prominently featured.
Luthor had laid his plans well. His henchmen had scoured the five boroughs and assembled a collection of sixty hornymen, each anxious for a blowjob and each happy to stick their cocks into any available mouth. This eclectic gang of semen suppliers came from many walks of life --- construction crews, street gangs, gyms, fire houses, subway stations, frat houses, and bars. And each one of them had the inestimable pleasure of towering over the nude, kneeling, Man of Steel, as he sucked them off and swallowed their hot loads of jism. Each one knew that his cock had subjugated the hitherto invincible Man of Steel. It was a heady sensation that caused many of them to line up for seconds and a few for thirds!
By the time the night was over, Superman, the Man of Steel, had given one hundred and thirty five blowjobs. He had licked, kissed, tongued and sucked cock one hundred and thirty five times. His belly was loaded with the cum of sixty hot men, and his breath smelled like cum itself. His chin had been battered by an endless onslaught of hot male nuts. His whole visual world had been transformed into an endless expanse of cocks, balls, and pubic hair.
He even had a few strands stuck in his teeth when some of more enthusiastic studs lost control and tried to impale him on their rods.
And each and every second had been graphically recorded on tape and film.
But Man of Steel still hadn't gotten release. His magnificent organ still stood ramrod upward -- they way it had stood as Superman had systematically devoured each cock that was thrust into his mouth.
"This just won't do," exclaimed Luthor, "I have to give you the final proof that you truly are an unrepentent cocksucker, and that your only hope for relief is to have a stiff dick in your throat." With a dramatic sweep of his hand, Luthor unzipped his fly and pulled out his own sizeable piece of meat. "You see, Superman, or should I say 'Semenman'", this is the cock that made Lois Lane happy after all of those years that you neglected her, and this is the cock that is going to finally give you the release that you so desperately desire."
With a quick step forward, the archenemy of Superman thrust his turgid rod deep into the mouth of the kneeling Man of Steel. "Suck on it baby, this is THE cock that will finally give you release! And this is the dick that you will have to suck from now on. Eat it! Cocksucker."
The Man of Steel, still under the influence of the vile mixture that Luthor had forced upon him earlier in the evening, was helpless to resist. Although he hated Luthor, he knew that he had to comply. And comply he did.
While towering over the kneeling Man of Steel who was now nursing on Luthor's cock, the evil genious chortled as he thought of how successful his plan had been.
He knew that Superman wasn't really a cocksucker, but he had set him up with the kryptonite mixture, and with the help of an angry Lois Lane. Now the hero of the planet was kneeling before him in abject awe sucking away on his cock. What a power trip. All that was needed was the final trick to complete his plans and turn Superman into his own, permanent semen depository. A depository that he could, and would, freely share with his friends, aquaintances, and partners in crime. The greatest crime fighter would be transformed into the greatest cocksucker.
Luthor nodded to his old buddy Mike who quietly snuck up behind the kneeling Superman. He gently inserted his finger past the rosebud between Superman's cheeks, and proceeded to worm his finger upward, ever probing for the magic spot. Bingo!
He found it.
Although dimmly aware of the probe behind him, the hapless Superstud was too busy servicing the dick of his archenemy to do anything about it. The kryptonite dust was doing its job well.
"Well, Superman," laughed Luthor, "Now its time to prove my point. To prove that only this cock can give you true satisfaction, and that you will only find true happiness between the thighs of a man. I'm going to cum in your mouth now, old buddy. Yup, Lex Luthor is gonna shoot a load down your throat, and when I do, you dick is finally gonna shoot its load. Are you ready, cocksucker? Here it comes!"
Grabbing the back of Superman's head, Luthor impales the Man of Steel on his hot, spewing cock. With a wink of the eye, Luthor signals Mike that now is the time to press the magic button. And press he does.
Kneeling before Luthor and swallowing desperately the semen that is pouring into his mouth, the Man of Steel feels a surging in his loins, the likes of which he has never experienced. His cock, after standing stiff all night, is suddenly spewing forth endless streams of hot, spunky supercum. Load after load of hot kyrptonian semen shoots out of the end of his virginal cock, right into the sterile container which another of Luthor's henchman had put on top of his cock.
"No use wasting that stuff, Superman. I am a scientist, and I can't wait to start my experiments on that out of this world scum that your nuts just gave up. Your goo could be worth a fortune, and I aint gonna let this opportunity go by. I may have to end up milking you like a cow for some heavy cream. The only difference is the only way to milk you is to have you naked on your knees milking me. I am gonna like this!"
An exhausted Superman fell backwards onto the floor. Unable to move, and totally numbed by his first orgasm. "So it was true. I truly am a cocksucker. I like to suck dicks, and the only Luthor's dick can give me the release that I crave."
As he lay on the floor, the cum-laden Man of Steel became aware of the cameras, and video equipment that was being packed up. He also could see, but not hear, Luthor talking to a large group of the men he had sucked off ...
"Yup, we'll do this again in at the end of the week. Bring some friends along, we have one hungry supercocksucker on our hands. He'll eat all of the meat that you can feed him. Oh, yeah, that powder will wear off in a few hours, and he may come to his senses, but tonight's mindfuck will insure that he'll be on his knees for a long, long time. And besides, we still have this film library, and my kryptonite for insurance. Remember, no sex for three days before its suckoff time again --- he is Superman and he does have a Super appetite --- I don't wanna disappoint him."