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From the top of the Concord building, the mighty Penis Man looked out over Fortune City. The superhero had wavy blonde-hair down to his shoulders, and wide blue eyes, with full thick lips. 20-year-old Prince Areytu of Virilon was 6 feet 2 inches of lithe, glistening muscle. The youth was nude except for his red boots, white gloves, and blue mask, for his prodigious cock was the source of all his powers, and he needed to keep it exposed and erect at all times. The other Penis Men sent to Earth from the planet Virilon had failed, so this time the members of the High Council had sent the famous Prince Areytu himself. The Council Elders were confident that they had finally found a hero to tame the savage planet. Since his arrival on Earth, the new Penis Man had indeed vanquished all his foes with ease. Areytu's supreme levels of concentration had enabled him to maintain his cock at rock hardness for maximum strength, without losing control of his passions and cumming, which would sap his super-powers. Suddenly, Penis Man's mighty member began to tingle, twitch, then point East: it was his Penis Sense alerting him to a crime being committed somewhere nearby. With a leap propelled by his long, muscular legs, Penis Man flew off the rooftop, his hair blowing in the wind, his 12-inch rod guiding him like a compass needle to the scene of the crime. Following his Penis Sense, Penis Man flew through the open doors of an abandoned warehouse at the edge of town. The interior was cavernous and dark; then the lights flashed on, and steel walls closed around him. "Great Balls of Fire! It's a trap!" The superhero punched a wall, but as his fist hit the metal, a million volts of electricity threw him clear down the corridor. Penis Man lay sprawled on his back on the cold stone floor, his fingers wiggling, and steam coming out of his quivering cock. Paralyzed with shock, Penis Man could but dimly discern a silver tentacle snaking down from the ceiling, curling around his erect member. The coil was electrified, pouring a ferocious current into his tender flesh. "GGAAAAAAHH! My p-p-p-penis!!" The electricity cooked the superhero's body, frying his man-juice---the source of his all his powers---and through the agonizing pain, Penis Man felt himself weakening. With one last surge of super-strength, the mighty Penis Man ripped the devilish tentacle out of the ceiling in an explosive shower of sparks. He took a deep breath, his legs wobbly, then slumped headfirst to the floor in a tangle of burning metal. The steel doors lifted, and the Bounty Hunter stepped forward to claim his prize. He was 6 feet 5 inches tall, tanned, heavily muscled, wearing wraparound sunglasses, a kevlar vest, a leather weapons belt, leather pants, and leather boots. "So this is the mighty Penis Man, eh? Bah! He's nothing but a pussy once his man-juice is boiled!" Slowly, Penis Man dragged himself to his feet, massaging his cock, trying desperately to revive himself. "I still…have enough…Penis Strength…to defeat you…" "In your dreams, Penis Man!" In his weakened condition, Penis Man was unprepared for the Bounty Hunter's genetically enhanced speed and strength. The villain threw a vicious left hook that cracked Penis Man's ribs, followed by a sledgehammer right into his abs that knocked the wind from him. A blinding uppercut rocked the superhero's chin, and then a vicious kick to the nuts had Penis Man writhing on the ground. "GAOWWWWWWWWAARRGH!" The Bounty Hunter proceeded to pummel the helpless Penis Man in the face, stomach and groin. The hail of punches and kicks to Penis Man's body echoed like drumbeats in the warehouse, punctuated by his feeble grunts and groans. The Virilian Prince had never endured such a savage beating, and his erection faded, draining his powers still further. The Bounty Hunter finished him off by grabbing his long cock like a lasso and twirling him in the air, before slamming him headfirst into the concrete. Penis Man was sprawled face down on the floor, absolutely motionless, his cock limp, and his tanned, toned, tight ass exposed. Since the defeat of the previous Penis Men, it was common knowledge among the underworld that every time a Virilian climaxed, he became weaker and weaker. The Bounty Hunter licked his lips at the sight of the naked, muscular young hero, lying helpless, and he unzipped his fly, revealing a monstrous 14-inch erection. "Now let's see how much man you really are!" Penis Man's baby-blue eyes flickered open, although his mind was still in a daze. All he knew was that he was awakening to pain---pain like he had never known before, throbbing all over his body. His balls were aching, and his Penis Strength was gone. He had been defeated---beaten to a pulp---and he was in big trouble. The Bounty Hunter grabbed Penis Man's red boots by the ankles and pulled his sinewy legs apart; the lithe hero instinctively bucked, but he was too powerless to offer any real resistance. With a shiver, Penis Man realized what was about to happen, and for the first time in his life he was afraid. The villain obviously knew his greatest weakness: that Virilians become helpless when being fucked, as their heightened sexual responses drive them to orgasm after orgasm, draining their semen, and their powers along with it. Penis Man was about to be raped, and there was nothing he could do about it. The Bounty Hunter plunged his giant cock deep into Penis Man's tight young asshole, stretching it a hundredfold, nearly breaking his pelvis in half. Penis Man screamed, but his voice withered away as the last of his strength disappeared. His own foot-long cock began to harden again, but so long as he was being penetrated, it did nothing to restore his super-powers. "You are so fucking tight, boy! I'm gonna rip you apart!" The Bounty Hunter thrust away like a battering ram, shaking Penis Man like an earthquake. "Uhg! Oof! Unng! Mmph! Yaeei!" Penis Man's super-senses exploded in waves of pleasure and pain to the brutal stimulation. Despite all his efforts at self-control, he became more and more turned on, even by his very helplessness. His mighty organ was hard and throbbing and desperate for release. "Must not cum…Must hold on…or I'm finished!" But soon Penis Man ceased to struggle altogether, and in fact his hips began to rock in time with the Bounty Hunter's thrusts, as if he was welcoming the cock that was destroying him. He was completely in the villain's control. Penis Man began to moan as the Bounty Hunter's cock moved faster and faster, pummeling his tender interior. "Ooooooohhh…Auuummmmmm…Eeaaaaaahhhh…" "Oh yeah! You were born to be fucked, Penis Slave!" Penis Man's body began spasming, shaking, as his passions overwhelmed all his will power. He stroked his cock, which pulsed in his hands, wet with sweat and pre-cum. As the Bounty Hunter's cock exploded inside him, Penis Man screamed orgasmically, his pendulous balls contracted, and his shaft erupted like a geyser, emptying his body of every last drop of semen, and of strength. "GAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!" Penis Man slumped forward, barely conscious, too weak to move even a finger. It would be a long time before his powers returned. Areytu thought how the other Virilians who had preceded him as Penis Men had been similarly defeated, and ended up as mindless sex slaves. Was this the fate of the proud Prince of Virilon? Little did he know that the worst was yet to come.