Date: Thu, 9 Feb 2006 02:30:41 -0800 (PST)
From: dancer5612004@yahoo.com
Subject: SUPERMAN UNMASKED

Clark Kent was walking down the opposite street to his neighborhood while
coming from the local fast chain grocery store by his house. He had never
walked down this street and knew it would eventually take him around the
corner to his house located on the other side. The houses were quaint and
the neighborhood was quiet until he passed by this one house with three
big bodybuilders working out in the garage home style gym. Two of them
were spotting this one big bodybuilder doing a bench press with many
plates on either side. They had just propped the heavy barbell weights on
the barbell stand when the two standing bodybuilders noticed this big
guy, holding one bag of groceries, standing by the street. Clark knew he
had been noticed, but just stood ther ready to make polite idle chat. The
two big guys motioned to Clark, and said, "Hey you! Big guy! C'ome over
here!" With that, Clark smiled and went towards the direction of the open
garage. The guys inside, busily wiping thier hands on some small raggedy
towels, looked at Clark and knew at once he must also be some type of
bodybuilder. The guy on the right commented to Clark, "Hey, I've never
seen you around." Clark said to him, "I live on the other side of the
street. I dont usually come this way." "Well you should be more careful,
pretty man, wouldnt want anyone on this side to ruffle your pretty
feathers, now would we?"the same bodybuilder commented. By that time the
guy on the bench looked up at Clark and his face was overcome with
disbelief. "Hey! Dont you know who that is?? Th-th-that's Clark Kent from
the Daily Bugle!" Clark looked down at him, "That's Daily Planet. I'm a
newspaper reporter. Pleased to meet you." Clark outstretched his big arm,
but none of the guys responded. In the meantime, the one on the left
sauntered around Clark's body, and after taking a good look at him said,
"I know who that really is." He went over to the guys in the garage, and
whispered into thier ears. Clark could hear with his super-hearing
adjusted, "That guy is Superman!" Clark turned around, but before he
could lay one step heard, "Where are you going Superman!?" Clark stopped
and crushed his eyes a bit. The guys now became exceedingly forward and
approached Clark's defenses. One even gave him a quick swat on the rump!
"I must say that's a cool disquise you have, big man. Too bad my friend
here saw right through it. You know?" Quickly that one guy swiped Clark's
glasses off his head as the other one laughed, "HA, HAAAA. . .Seeee. .
.it is Superman, now I know him!!" Without so much of warning, the one
guy from the left yanked and tugged Clark's short sleeve dress shirt, to
expose a solid undershirt embroidered with a huge solid big S. Clark was
utterly amazed at the gumption these boys had at doing such a thing to
him. But the one guy who had been bench pressing was now feeling with his
hand Clark's sturdy butt through his pants, while the one other guy said
to Clark, "You know, there's one way we'll keep your secret Mr. Kent." By
this time they lured Clark into the garage and the guy on the left was
beginning to shut the garage door closed with all four left inside. The
guy on the left took Clark's grocery package and set it aside. Clark was
dumbfounded! What was he to do? He couldnt permanently silence them or
threaten them. It just wasnt his way! While thinking of a way out, the
boys seemed content to surround him and scoff at thier newest toy.
"Y-y-you boys dont know what your doing. If I really am Superman. . ."
"You are!" the guy on the left shrieked. "Then I suppose I'll just have
to use my superpowers to fend you boys off. Is that what you want?"Clark
threatened. The boys stopped for just a second, and started laughing out
loud! "C'mon Superman, we were just playing. Dont you want to have some
little FUN?" The guy in the right lovingly went up to Clark and softly
caressed his very strong arms. The guy on the left approached Clark from
his back and tugged slightly on Clark's belt pant rings, moving closer to
nudge his aching crotch muscle against Clark's firm rump. "Y-y-ou boys
dont want t-to to do this!" Clark was becoming sweaty. The guy who had
bench pressed said to him mockingly, "OH, Y-Y-Y-ee-ss, WE
D-D-DOOOOOooooo!" The guys started laughing again. It was obvious to
Clark that these boys were unwilling to quit, and using  public blackmail
fodder to achieve thier sexual advances. Finally the one guy had enough,
and proceeded to take Clark's entire shirt off. There in front of all
three formidable foes, stood the Man of Steel exposing his Supes shirt
with both light sleeves adjusted to form around his armpit area. His bare
arms were huge, raw, and muscular, bearing the hairy arms of what
appeared to be a great fantastic HE-MAN. Superman appeared withholding a
great sense of displeasure and his two tightly wound fists were showing
every bit of it. All three young bodybuilding men were overcome with
lust, and wanted nothing more but to have a sexual orgy with this guy
standing in the middle of an empty gym. One of the guys whispered again
into the ear of his friend. Superman looked over and once agian turned on
his super power hearing. What he heard caused him shock. "I want you to
be the top and I'll be his bottom," was what Superman had overheard. The
other guy went for Superman's pants and unbuckled them to allow them to
drop to his ankles. All three gave a solid "WHOA" as they peered a strong
set of muscled legs protruding from very extremely tight blue tights.
Superman shifted his head a little as if shifting his black hair in
place. He was never ashamed at getting response like this from other
people. For a second he was beginning to half enjoy it. The guy on the
left knelt down and softly let his tongue reach out to Superman's obvious
round crotch. Superman slowly peered down to see what was going on
beneath him under his massive chest. What he could feel was an erotic
tongue wanting to do more to him. He looked up and half grinningly said
to all three, "So. If I let you fellas have your way, you'll agree to not
expose my true identity to no one? Do I have your promise?'  The guy who
had been bench pressing acting and swishing like a total queen said,
"Sure Superman, honey! We wouldnt want anything to ruin your reputation
with the rest of the planet!" Without anyone laughing at this joke, the
guy licking Superman's crotch put his entire head between Superman's
thighs. Licking all around the inside and biting around the strong tight
blue tights engulfing this strong mega-hunk. Superman himself then took
off his shirt and let his bare chest to expose. His hard strong nipples
sticking out like some porno star ready for the very first take. The guy
who had bench pressed looked at him with awe and began to feel his own
hard tits. The guy on the right was now feeling his own growing crotch
and exploring the inside of his jock strap. Superman was becoming
dismayed simply because he was not entirely interested in this. But all
three guys inside were getting their jollies and becoming erotically
involved. The one man behind Superman yanked his shorts down and propped
his long thick juicy dick between the Man of Steels hardcore buns. He
forced Superman to bend over a bit, as he proceeded to drive his
hardening cock up the super heroes ass. Superman was reluctant, of
course, and kept a vigil throbbing gasp inside himself. The guy on the
right came up to Supes and toyingly said to him up close, "Who's gonna
get fucked and if he doesnt will get exposed to the world by three white
tough guys. . . .? Whose gonna get FUCKKKED??" Superman was bent even
more and suddenly feeling inside of him the ramming jolst of the man in
back of him. It didnt take long for the man to take Superman's ass and
ride like the wind. The guy between Supes legs tugged further at the red
trunks and lowered them to let the bulging crotch out, unleashing the
long swabbing tool length from it's perch. Immediately he engulfed it
into his throat and began to slowly suck the super dick in and out. . .
.slowly. The guy who had been verbally tormenting Supes went up to his
gasping lips and put his french tongue inside the Man of Steel's mouth.
All four men were now involved in a random "push me, pull you" type
sexual orgy heaving with internal lust. Superman trying to escape, did an
uspeakable thing by laying a huge expulsion of GAS which then awoke the
three men to become temporarily repulsed and stopped what they were
doing. But all three became increasingly angry and didnt want to take no
for an answer. They all pushed Superman on the weight bench (which nearly
broke it), and lifted his legs up high. The one guy on the right stood
over Superman and shoved his rectum over the Man of Steel's mouth,
holding him steady in place. The guy who had bench pressed lifting his
Superman legs apart, and then adjusting him to give Superman his eight
inch cock muscle royale. The guy on the right knelt once again to give
Superman's abs a longing french kissing style of their own. Superman once
again was being held as a total bottom man, getting butt fucked by an
awesome muscular creature, and getting topped by a man's aching butt
muscle over his succumbing mouth. This went on for several minutes and at
least five straight ones. The telephone could be heard ringing from
inside the house, but nobody bothered to answer it. Ten minutes had
passed and after the bench pressing man had let loose his wadding cum,
the one licking his abs had adjusted his stance to take over at the same
spot where it happened. Superman was about to get royally butt fucked
again by the good looking man who had been licking his abs. And the man
did proceed to adjust himself accordingly and bent over to shove his own
muscular weight against the Man of Steel's legs and make him give up his
aching butt fucked hole to him. While the man sitting on Supes face kept
him there unconscious from butt smelling shit orifice, the guy then went
to town on this hardcore achingly beautiful soft round masculine hard
ass! Pumping and pumping it for all that it was worth, while Superman
could be heard struggling underneath moaning and quivering, while eating
the man's asshole. The guy muffling Superman, got rambuctious, and
plopped his aching cock down the man's groveling throat. The guy who had
bench pressed decided to give his leading support and sit on top of
Superman's hard stomach, making it harder for the big guy to resist.
Superman was literally being held captive by all three men pounding into
him one way or another with all thier sexual lust and needs. Getting off
delibrately on what could be a once in a lifetime chance at "SUPER LOVE."
All Superman could do was let his aching butthole run rampant with the
excrutiating rampage of the upper man's exciting fucking cock thrusts.
The dick being placed into his gaping mouth was hard and stinky, to say
the least. The weight of the man sitting on him was bearable by his
standards, but was keeping him steady as the other two men had their way
with him. The man sitting on him finally got off, but this action only
allowed the man who was fucking him to raise his hard legs even higher up
as he set his rising legs to butt fuck Superman as he would a captive
PUSSY. Superman had never been so engulfed in hot steamy sweaty man
desire, and he was beginning to feel weak by all of this. Here, all this
hardcore muscle was being relished and deservingly embellished on his
interior soul. Superman was being covered in sweat, and an hour passed as
he felt he could take no more. All three men left Superman's presence to
allow him to get up off the bench. They were totally exhausted and wanted
some type of refreshment. Superman getting up and wiping his mouth, spat
out what he could from the whole ordeal. The guy who had just butt
fucking him had the wrong idea of walking right next and close to
Superman, while reaching for towel, when Superman noticed the young man's
nice curvy sultry curveous butt himself. Superman had now been oversexed
by his own sense of order, and while sitting down on that bench, holding
onto both of his beefy hairy legs, came to the last conclusion that it
was time for him to have a bit of fun. He grabbed the young muscled guy
by his arm and brought him over to quickly sit on his lap and take the
worm arrow nestled between his massive legs. Wrappping his strong arms
around him and making him bobble up and down while his shaft took in the
wonderful display of "openess" the young fella had given him by being
forced to sit on his strong lap. The dude was overcome with aching agony
as he took in Superman's vengeful cock up his ass! The two guys standing
around the open garage did nothing because they feared that Superman
would indeed use his super strength against them for intervening. They
thought it best to let it ride. After all. . . .Kyle had been fucked
many, many, many times .  . . .before!

THE END