Gay Erotic Stories

After having a hot shower, Clark stepped out of the bathroom and lied down on his bed, thinking to himself: "What a tiring day, all this work at the Planet is really tiring me out. I got to take a rest." Just when he was having this thought, a sharp siren caught his attention. Following that came a husky voice: "Hi there! Don't worry, you are the only person who can hear me. No, maybe the dogs too." Clark sat up and continued listening to the high-frequency message that is obviously directed to him. "Supes, had a tough day? Too bad, you are not going to be able to have some rest. Listen up! I know whom you are, and I've got Lois in my hands. Want to save her? Follow the source of the frequency and you will find me. See you!" Clark immediately stood up and pulled his blue and red spandex costumes onto his rock-hard body. Firstly, the tight spandex shirt clinged onto his body, next the leotard and finally the briefs. As the briefs covered his crotch, he wondered who the mysterious person could be. Lastly, the Man of Steel completed his outfit with the red cape and leapt off the building through his windows and tried sourcing where the message came from. After two minutes or so, Superman's super hearing led him to an abandoned warehouse. He tried to scan the warehouse but was unsuccessful. The warehouse was lined with lead. Superman was worried, he might be facing someone really smart. But Lois was in the villain's hand, he must face this unknown villain. Superman pushed open the door and stepped into the warehouse. Once in the room, the door behind him shut with a slam. The room was really dark and no sunlight could penetrate into the room. Superman stood still, scanned the room again for the sight of Lois, but he sees no one. Suddenly, the room lit up. The strong beams that shone brightly highlighted Superman's frame, his abs, pecs, and strong well-built legs. The same voice came from behind: " Hi! Welcome to my hideout, Superman." Superman turned around quickly and saw the face of the mysterious man, who was standing 10 feet away from him. He is really handsome, a well-chiseled face and eyes that really sparkle. Superman then shifted his eyes downwards to have a good look at the man. His opponent is about 6 feet 2, and muscles are erupting all over his body. "Where's Lois? Better release her soon or you shall regret!" Superman shouted towards his opponent. "You fool, I don't have her with me at all. You superheroes all so naive, a simple trick and I've got you here." "What do you want? Why do you lure me here?" "Nothing much, really. Just feel like having some fun with you, Clark," replied the man. Superman was shocked. How in the world did his opponent get to know his secret identity? "Who are you? And how do you know who I am?" exclaimed the Man of Steel. "You can call me Marcus, or the Mind." "The Mind?" "Yes, the Mind, because I can read your mind like a book." Superman was really in shock, he must come up with some ways to stop the Mind before all his secrets are leaked out. "Too late, Man of Steel. Everything that runs through your mind goes through mine." The Mind snapped his fingers and suddenly, the suit that he wore disappeared. In place of that was a tight dark blue spandex outfit, completed with a really tight-fitting white briefs. The outfit showed off every muscle on his body, especially the huge package between his strong legs. Superman could not lift his eyes off the Mind. He was so much attracted to his opponent as he had never seen anyone else with a physique that could match his own. He concentrated his attention at the Mind's crotch as wild sensations ran all over his body. Superman next felt something stiffened in the lower part of his body. "Oh, you naughty! I have yet to start the game and your rod has already become as hard as steel. Umm, I am beginning to like this game." The Man of Steel, upon hearing the Mind's words, was brought back to reality, realizing that he is getting a really painful erection. "What do you want?" asked Superman. "I am going to have you fulfill my every sexual fantasy. I shall have you under my control, doing all that I want you to do." "You won't be able to do so. My powers will forbid you to do so." "Do you really think so? I know everything about you and therefore I will be able to defeat you." As he was speaking, the Mind had already taken action. He sped behind Superman so fast that even the Man of Steel wasn't aware. The Mind then threw his arms around Superman's chest, grabbing it really firmly. "Wow, awesome chest. Just the way I like it." "Do you really think you can hold on to me for long?" Superman immediately released himself from the Mind's bear hug and turned around to throw a punch in his face. He missed. He then shot heat vision out of his eyes at the Mind, hoping that will be able to paralyze his opponent. Surprisingly, the Mind was able to do the same thing with his eyes. The two beams met and exploded with a bang. "Oh, Supes, didn't I tell you that I can read your mind and I have all the powers you possesses. Opps, I must have forgotten to tell you the second part. Come on, you will not be able to win this fight. Moreover, I have something else that you don't have." The Mind reached his hand into the white spandex briefs and took out a small hidden lump of something that seems to be wrapped in thin lead. "Take a look at this, Superman." With that, he melted the layer of thin lead with his heat vision. As that happened, the Man of Steel began to wobble, he felt his strength seeping away. A sharp pain started to run through his body and into his brain, making him unable to stand still. "Don't you recognize this little green piece of stone? It's Kryptonite and is lethal to you. Must be feeling weak, don't you? I really do know everything about you." "Arrgh…" The effect was getting stronger and Superman was not able to bear with it anymore. He fell forward in the direction of the Mind, and the villain caught hold of him. The Mind gave a punch into Superman's crotch, and in split second Superman passed out in the pain. "Hahaha… You are all mine now." The Mind laughed away. Time passed and who knows how long, the Man of Steel came to his senses. He was lying spread-eagle on some sort of cold iron surface, with his hands and legs in shackles. The little piece of green rock was placed just next to him. Superman tried with all his might to free himself, but the effect of the rock prevented him from doing so. Then, the familiar voice spoke again: "You are awaken, how do you feel? Kind of weak?" The Mind made his way towards where the Man of Steel was lying and took a good look at the body of his prisoner. "Awesome body! Muscles everywhere waiting to be explored. I particularly like your stick, 6 inches even when it is not aroused. But, I would prefer it to be in full force." The Mind then moved the piece of Kryptonite away from Superman, about six feet away. "With that piece of rock around, I won't be able to get you going strong. Six feet away is just about nice, it keeps you in my custody, yet not reducing you to total weakness." The Mind next made his moves. He swept his hands all around the body of steel, focusing on the chest. Then he used his fingers to slowly stroke the nipples, left and right, one at a time. Superman, at this moment, is beginning to go wild, unbearable sensations are rushing throughout his body. The Mind then started pinching the nipples. Very lightly at first, like teasing a young schoolboy; then with a lot of strength, so hard that Superman cried out in pain. The Man of Steel was no more able to stand the torture of his opponent, he begged, "Please stop it. Please… I can't take it anymore." "Oh no. We have just begun, the excitement is yet to come." The Mind then reached out his hands, ripping away the familiar blue jersey and leotard that fitted the body of steel, exposing the muscular torso and abs of Superman. Only the red spandex briefs remains, wrapping itself tightly against the firm buns and the huge cock. The Mind did the same to himself, leaving only his white spandex briefs on. The only difference was that the Mind's stick was far more erected than that of the Man of Steel's. It looked as though the erected cock was screaming to find its way out of the tiny piece of white spandex covering the Mind's crotch. As soon as The Mind stripped down, he once again leaned forward and pinched Superman's nipples. Without the jersey that protects him, Superman was able to feel the pain more vividly. He screamed out in pain and started feeling wet at the tip of his rod of steel. "Your rod has grown quite a bit, but 10 inches is not good enough. I believe you can do better than this. Don't disappoint me." The Mind got closer to the Man of Steel, grounding his huge package against the superheros. Superman got more aroused, as his rod stretched further. He can feel the semen rushing out of his rod in no time. The Mind obviously knew it as he read Superman's mind. He immediately grabbed the rod of steel really hard to prevent the Man of Steel from cumming. This setback sent the rod of steel shuddering in pain. Although divided by the red spandex, the Mind could feel that every vein in Superman's cock was bursting with super-energy. When the orgasm died, the Mind released his grip. "Wasn't that good? A pity I did not experience it myself. Let's be fair. It's my turn to have a go." The mind stepped back a bit, stripped away the only piece of spandex covering his crotch and started stroking his already very erected stick, moaning as he was doing it. When his stick reached an amazing twelve-inches, he closed up on Superman. "Supes, have a taste of this. Help yourself." At this point, the Man of Steel was already so weak that he had totally lost the power to control himself. Although he was unwilling to do so, there was nothing he could do to stop the Mind, but letting the Mind forced his huge penis into his mouth. The Mind pushed with all his might, forcing his stick in and out of the mouth of Superman. Superman was powerless as erotic thoughts ran through his minds. The Mind whispered, "Nice ones. Keep it going!" As the Mind continued his ‘exercise', the Man of Steel could feel that his rod lengthened and further hardened. He was amazed himself, as he never expected himself to be able to go this far. While Superman was indulging in his erotic thoughts, the Mind let out a cry as he reached the peak of his orgasm. He shot semen into the mouth of the Man of Steel, shots after shots. When the Mind was satisfied, he withdrew his stick and stepped back to take a look at the Man of Steel. Superman was looking dreamy, clearly a sign of exhaustion. The Mind then scanned down to Superman's crotch, and was surprised. "Wow, thirteen-inches, not even me can top that. I think you are ready for the next stage." Superman thought everything was over when the Mind had his ejaculation. But he was wrong. His turn was yet to come. The Mind ran his fingers over the washboard abs, and then onto the inner thighs, inflicting more sexual excitement onto the Man of Steel. Next, the Mind turned his attention to the crotch of the superhero, stroking his rod of steel. He can feel the power in Superman's penis and was eager to rip off the red spandex that wrapped it. He controlled his urge and started massaging the rod of steel, occasionally giving it a few hard grabs. The Mind's stroking sent Superman to pant heavily in fear, moaning and pleading the Mind to stop. "Must not ejaculate, or I will lose more of my powers," thought Superman. "That's no use, you can't control your rod, neither can you hide your thoughts. So, the fate of your superhuman powers lies in your crotch. Thanks for letting me on the secret." The Mind ripped off Superman's spandex brief, and the rod of steel was immediately exposed in the cold air. It had long since become huge, thick and very red. "Oh, I finally get to see your treasure. What a pity to hide it behind tight spandex. I think it looks so much better when naked." After praising the once-mighty superhero, the Mind gave the rod of steel a few pokes, trying to tease it. The hard penis shuddered in response as if it was asking for further actions. "Please let me go. I am not the one you want…" Superman once again pleaded. "Oh yes, this is what I want. Nothing else in this world can compare to this. You have really got me very excited." The Mind brought his head forward to the red rod of steel and started licking, covering every inch of the steel rod. Meanwhile, the Man of Steel could do nothing but to moan helplessly. The Mind was not contented with only licking, he bit the rod of steel twice. "Arrgh…" "That's great! Moan more, I like it." Although Superman's penis was hard as steel now, he could still feel the pain as it ran through every vein in his mighty body. Then the Mind closed in for the kill. He gradually closed his mouth, with the Superman's rod of steel in it, and started stroking it. It was slow at first but soon the Mind grew faster. The Man of Steel tried to resist, but he couldn't. He was totally at the mercy of the Mind. Superman cried out louder as he felt the sheer thrills that he had never before experienced. He had never given in to his sexual urges that arise daily while he was performing his heroic duties. Even when faced with Woderwoman and Supergirl, he never felt this kind of excitement. Although the Man of Steel likes it, he could not permit it. Soon, the rod of steel erupted. Superman released powerful shots of semen into the mouth of the Mind. The Mind was gifted with powers and is as strong as Superman, and therefore was able to withstand the force, or he would have been sent hitting the walls when the Man of Steel reached his orgasm. "Ahh…" Superman released sighs of relief and pleasure after he cummed, glad that everything had come to an end. "Oh, Supes, looks like you have lost a big chunk of your powers. And thanks to you, I have gained more powers. I can feel your power, those in your super semen, erupting in my body. Too bad the rays of the yellow sun can't penetrate through into the room. There's no way you can regain your powers. Hahaha…" "Let me go… please," pleaded the Man of Steel, who obviously was weak and had not recovered from the torture. The Mind undo the shackles that were on the hands and legs of Superman, but Superman could not escape, he was too weak to do so. "Thanks. I will not pursue this matter, I promise," said the Man of Steel, thinking that he had been freed. "No, no, I am not letting you go. Now that you have lost most of your powers, there's no need for the shackles. I can even do without the Kryptonite. I will be able to have you under control easily. Stay here with me forever. We shall have a real good time." "No…………………………"