SUPERMAN MEETS IKE PARIS
a continuing story by Superman Fannn
Thanks yoo Superman Fannn for letting me publish this story in my blog. My hope is that people that did’t have the chance of read stories like this can enjoy them.
Morning falls on Metropolis and Clark Kent (AKA Superman) is awakened from a peaceful slumber. As he rolls from his stomach to his back, he smiles at the enormous tent he has created with the sheets. Sleeping in the nude was refreshing to the Man of Steel as he always wore two layers; one being his skintight spandex uniform and the other, his disguise of Clark Kent. Superman was truly a man of morals and since his love for Lois was steadily growing he was determined to save himself for her. Superman’s abilities went far beyond that of strength and invulnerability. The power of his mind was also incredible. His mental control was so powerful that he could simply make himself cum at will or hold off as long as necessary. He had experimented with masturbation as a young man but decided to curb his desires with the power of his mind when he decided to not give in to his desires as he saw them as a distraction in his quest to rid the world of evil. He also was well aware that his “equipment” was far superior to that of earthmen. His experimentation with x-ray vision in his teen years verified this. Superman smiled as he concentrated and watched the tent slowly fade away. Today was the day he was meeting Ike Paris. Mr. Paris was a 23-year-old man with a rare terminal disease. It appears that Ike was one of Superman’s biggest fans. He had collected every news item he could find on the Man of Steel since he was old enough to read. Superman was used to visiting sick children in hospitals but adults were a different story. However, it was Ike’s hospice nurse who requested the meeting and explained the situation to Clark Kent at the Daily Planet. As crime was considerably slow, Superman felt it might be a nice thing to do for a change.
He quickly got dressed in his blue, yellow and read spandex suit and flew off to meet Ike Paris. In order to make a dramatic entrance he e-rayed the building , located Paris and descended towards a window in that room. He crashed through the window and found Ike sitting in a chair next to his bed. Ike was an extremely handsome man with chiseled features much like the Man of Steel. He was not quite as muscled as the immortal hero but certainly didn’t appear sickly. It was obvious he worked out and his pecs and biceps bulged in the tight pajama top he wore. Ike grinned ear to ear in response to Superman’s grand entrance. Superman then used his remarkable powers to heat the broken glass with his heat vision and re formed the aluminum frame with his bare hands. Ike once again was impressed at the fully repaired window and rose to shake Superman’s hand.
Ike took Superman’s hand in a firm grasp and shook it with great vigor. Superman commented that this disease didn’t seem to be effecting his strength. He even slightly cringed when Ike squeezed his hand but he thought it might have been from fixing the window. He had, in the past, accidentally burned himself with his own heat vision and it could have been the effect of that. He knew he’d rebound quickly as he usually did on such a beautifully sunny day.
The two men sat down to talk. Ike told Superman how much of a fan of his he’s been all of his life and Superman thanked him for his support. “There’s something I feel I need to tell you, Superman,” said Ike. “I’ve been `in the closet’ all of my life and the doctor’s now tell me I only have a month to live.” “I’ve never had a sexual relationship with a man but my feelings towards men have always been sexual”. Superman told him that he accepts all people for who they are and said this opinion of Ike wouldn’t change because of his sexual orientation. Ike said he appreciated the Man of Steels open mindedness.
Ike asked the Man of steel for a favor in the form of doing some more super stunts. Superman agreed as he rubbed his still sore hand. First he was asked to bend a steel fire place poker which he did with ease. His beautifuly muscled arms flexed and the poker was bent to the shape of a horse shoe. And not wanting to disappoint, he bent it back straight. Ike noticed that the permanent smile that had been on the hero’s face was not as evident. “I hope I haven’t asked too much of you Superman.”, he said. “No, Ike, you haven’t.” “I must have burned myself with my heat vision and normally by now my body would have healed it by itself.” “But please don’t worry about me, I’m fine.”
“I thought you were invulnerable to fire and heat”, Ike continued. “I am invulnerable to those elements in their earthly form, but my heat vision is a little different.” “But please, let’s get back to you. What else would you like to see.” Ike looked sheepishly at the Man of Steel. “I told you that I’ve never been with another man, Superman. There is no chance I will ever have the opportunity to be with a Man before I die and I was wondering…as you… are invulnerable…well, eh…” Superman interjected, “Ike. I know what it’s like to be alone. It can be a terrible feeling. But you see, even though I’m kryptonian I am heterosexual and I do have someone special in my life.” Ike interjected, “What I’m proposing would be simply for me. You wouldn’t have to actively participate. Just allow me to feel what a real man feels like and to have one fantasy before I die.” Superman scowled but really felt for Ike’s loneliness. He reluctantly agreed. He explained to Ike that his super mind control would make it impossible for him to arouse him and his incredible muscle strength would make it impossible for him to penetrate him. Ike said he understood. Ike began to disrobe and Superman noticed just how muscular Ike was. Ike, standing fully nude reached into the trunks of Superman’s spandex suit and felt his enormous member. Even flaccid it was a handful for Ike. Superman simply stood there and let Ike rub his penis and fondle his ball sack beneath his costume. Thick wiry pubic hare surrounded it and Ike began to get an erection immediately. And then, something incredible happened. Superman, was not able to control himself and began to get an erection. His cock pulled against his tight trunks and he began to feel a little lightheaded. “Please, Ike…stop for a minute,” Superman said as he pulled away. He pulled his trunks down and concentrated and his erection slowly went away. Ike just stared in awe at the full site of Superman’s equipment. “I’m not sure we should continue this.” Superman continued. “I understand, if you are afraid to admit your true feelings, Superman. It took me all my life to admit mine to myself,” said Ike. “I assure you that I must have just gotten lost in thought, Ike. Please continue,” responded the hero.
Ike once again began fondling the Man of Steel as he concentrated to prevent another embarrassing erection. But once again, he penis began to grow to incredible size and girth. His penis began to tingle and burn slightly which really began to concern the muscular hunk. He once again backed away. Ike then approached Superman from behind and pressed his hard-on in the crack of the hero’s ass. Superman reminded him it would be impossible for him to be penetrated, but Ike tried anyway. Suddenly, Ike’s member was inside the Man of Steel. In horror, he said, “My God, PLEASE STOP.” Superman flew upward towards the ceiling to get away from Ike. He hovered for a moment and came crashing to the floor on his knees. He was obviously weak and said, “please stay away from me Ike. Something is wrong.” Ike said to the hero, “Please say my name, Superman.” Superman responded, “Ike Paris.” “Say it again!” “Ike Paris,” he repeated. Now reverse it! Superman mumbled, “Paris, Ike. Paris, Ike, Parisike, PARISITE!!!”
“Yes Superman, Parasite was my father. Although I was born of a human mother, I possess a much less powerful version of my father’s power, but obviously, it’s enough to handle the likes of you…..”