From: an172703@anon.penet.fi
Date: Mon, 26 Dec 1994 08:06:27 UTC
Subject: Suck Slave Superman (mm)

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.

Superman and characters are trademarks of and copyright DC Comics.


	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."