Instead of their coming here for the testing and expressing of his most glorious strengths, Superman had now been reduced to displaying his most vulnerable and susceptible weaknesses…. Right where Jimmy had suddenly decided he wanted him.
Superman, with Jimmy in his arms, was still completely naked as his costume had been destroyed by the super soldier. Almost immediately upon taking off, he began to grow hard. At first, he thought it was just the stimulation of the air as he flew with no costume, but he soon realized that he was almost hornier than he had ever been in his life. The increased weight and size of his genitals, the thrust of his nipples, making him almost intoxicated. He tried to will the hard-on to go away but it was no use. Jimmy noticed, but pretended not to. Superman knew that he couldn’t fly back to Metropolis this way for fear someone would see him in this condition. “Need to make a detour,” he murmured. “Reconfigure a few things.”
Jimmy hurried back to Superman with the keys. He helped Superman struggle 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 tried following, but soon discovered that the hole created was not big enough for him to get his huge muscular frame through. He instinctively grabbed hold of the bars and his biceps bulged as he attempted to bend them further apart. His massive pecs heaved but still nothing. The bars wouldn’t budge. He instinctively attempted heat vision. A mistake. “Agghhhhhhhhh,” he howled 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.
Darkness turned to light as the once undefeatable Man of Steel came to. He shook his head to clear the haze after being choked out by the massive soldier. Sagged to his knees, he hung by his wrists from the restraints he was unable to break. His arm joints felt near to being torn, having taken the heft of his weight. Somehow, he got back onto his feet and looked around. In addition to the restraints on his wrists, he and Jimmy were also inside a portable jail cell. Jimmy was curled into a protective huddle, relatively motionless on the floor a few feet away. Shivering, but awake.
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 4 Average: 4.5]M/M sexual content, for mature audiences only; Superman fan fiction, rights owned by D.C. Comics. CLARK KENT’S SECRET ADMIRER Revised/enhanced/embellished and expanded by Rick Henry (strawbridge88@att.net), 04-2021. Original story by CA172. Chapter 1: For God’s Sake, Sneeze Or Cough! Clark Kent had a secret admirer, his landlord Stewart Martin. Stewart was in his mid 30’s, very attractive with blonde curly hair, blue eyes and a good physique, which he kept in shape by working out in his home gym that he had in his basement, 4 to 5 days a week. He often got looked at lustily by both men and women, but it went right over his sun-bleached head. He wasn’t vain in the least, he was what he was, and never gave it much thought. Well, truth be told, he never gave anything much thought. It wasn’t that he was dumb, he just didn’t care. Though well-endowed, good looking, and built… he often moved through life like an automaton. He had failed out of medical school, entered a because-she-was-pregnant marriage, and thus rumbled through life with not much steam. Though… Read More »Clark Kent’s Secret Admirer
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 2 Average: 5] An entertaining bit of fan-fiction, Superman being the property of D.C. Comics. Story for mature readers only, male/male sex freely depicted. Summary: Superman fights to free the enslaved Tarzan: against the Teen Titan, Tam-Rex. Superman VS. Tam-Rex: The Ultimate Conclusion. Revised by Rick Henry (strawbridge88@att.net) enhanced, embellished, and expanded 04-2021. Original Author: Ashtonjacobs123 Chapter Three: Finalizing Their Stories The next day Tam-Rex has the MOS brought into him, needs to review his trophy. Kal enters, hands still bound behind him, though ankles loose… still hardly able to walk from the depletion of his strength, semen, and milk… the unusual ripped fucking he’s had, making his insides still tender, nipples quite sore. Ego shattered. He stands wide-legged, the pendulum of his assets heavily uncovered, limply on display. His head slumped forwards, chin down. A picture of dejected, wilted captivity. Tam moves forward from his throne chair, down to greet him; survey. Hand under his chin to forcibly look him in the eyes. The cowed MOS unwilling to do so. His scarred humility hampering his senses; still grappling with the horror of his having… Read More »Superman VS. Tam-Rex: The Ultimate Conclusion Chapter 3
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 5 Average: 4.4]An entertaining bit of fan-fiction, Superman being the property of D.C. Comics. Story for mature readers only, male/male sex freely depicted. Summary: Superman fights to free the enslaved Tarzan: against the Teen Titan, Tam-Rex. Superman VS. Tam-Rex: The Ultimate Conclusion. Revised by Rick Henry (strawbridge88@att.net) enhanced, embellished, and expanded 04-2021. Original Author: Ashtonjacobs123 Chapter Two: Fall of the Man of Steel The vanquished Kal lies motionless, flat on his broad lats, deathly pale and barely conscious, slow-sucking in air. His huge-breasted chest heaving laboriously. The blond king’s mighty thighs have squeezed all but a few desperate choking breaths out of him, indeed have seemingly almost killed him. Only his still involuntarily, stiffly mounded manhood shows any lingering signs of normal life. Tam laughs wickedly at the sight, pre-cum rivered and previously expended jism all over the soiled front of him, practically from knees to chest. Super potent and loaded, if nothing else. Echoing Boy’s snide remarks earlier, he haughtily exclaims, “Look’a here, Slut Boy, getting off on his own defeat… getting whipped. Just like his mind-gone slutty friend did, still does, hah!”… Read More »Superman VS. Tam-Rex: The Ultimate Conclusion Chapter 2
