By Superman Fannn
Jimmy hurried back to Superman with the keys. Superman struggled back to his feet and Jimmy was able to unlock the handcuffs. Superman winced as he rubbed his once invulnerable wrists. Even the simple task of pulling up his tights took effort for the one time strongest man in the world. Jimmy turned to once again crawl through the hole in the bars that were broken by the quick frozen kryptonian cum. Superman followed but soon discovered that the hole that was created was not big enough for him to get his huge muscular frame through. He instinctively grabbed ahold of the bars and his biceps bulged as he attempted to bend them further apart. His massive pecs heaved but still nothing. The bars didn’t budge. He instintively attempted heat vision. “Ahhhhhhhhh,” he screamed as he covered his eyes with his hands. Not only was there no heat vision left, but his attempt to use it shot jabbing pain through his head. When the pain subsided, he removed his hands to discover his vision was blurred.
Jimmy was attempting to unlock the door of the cage with the key he used to free Superman only to find it wasn’t the right key. Superman realized that his failed attempt at escape would probably anger his captor and was actually nervous about what he might do to Jimmy and himself if and when he returned. He heard heavy footsteps approaching and called Jimmy to come back into the cage.
The large soldier, now alone without his henchmen entered. He was no longer in an army uniform but instead had a pair of black tights on and was wearing Superman’s shirt with the unravelling hole in it. Jimmy and Superman both watched the massive man approach them. Superman’s tunic looked to be two sizes two small on the gian man. The sleeves were short and it didn’t quite go to the top of his tights revealing a glimpse of his tight and hairy abs.
“What a pathetic display that was, Superman,” started the soldier. “It was entertaining to watch on my closed circuit television. I’m sure you knew there was a hidden camera with your x-ray vision…Oh, now wait, you don’t have x-ray vision anymore,do you? My bad…hahahah”. Superman shamefully looked at Jimmy and down to the floor. “Now there is a hole in my jail cell that you can’t get your big body out of. Perhaps you should have tried a little harder to bend them,” sneered the big man. He reached over to the bars and easily bent them wide and stepped inside the cage. He stepped immediately back out and bent the bars straight again. Jimmy and Superman watched in amazement. “Or perhaps some heat vision would have helped,” he said as he focused a beam on the bars which almost immediately glowed red. “How…???”, Superman started. “In due time, my friend,” the mammoth man replied. “My favorite was your pitiful super cum attempt,” he continued. He pulled down his tights and exposed a cock at least 3 inches longer than Superman’s and much thicker. He became immediately hard and masses of cum shot from his rod splattering the bars and some splashed on Superman. “Had you used more, you might be out of this cage right now,” he said as he willed himself to cum massive amounts again. He hit the bars with a super blast of cold breath and bumped them with his shoulder and a gaping in the bars appeared.