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Superman dirty storySuperman was getting a stirring in his groin, and it was getting hot!Perspiration was developing around his forehead, as he recalled to himselfhe had not had sex in three weeks, and all because of his excessiveschedule as Clark Kent, besides his duties as a superhero. The feeling wasoverwhelming, because it seems that every time he’s sees a nice round tush,his hidden gun develops a longer barrel. That gun of his was ready for somewild west rock-a-thon, but he wasnt quite sure what to do about it. Jackingoff wasnt the answer. No, this had to be taken care of with anotherpartner, and it might as well be his lover back home. For some time now,Superman has been turning on to different strangers, whether in the office,or coming to and from work. What made it more difficult, was feeling thisway in his superhero tights gear because he knew that his shorts displayedtheir anguish. . UPFRONT. His long snake in his Clark Kent pants wastwisting and turing for relief, and he could feel his aching head battlewith the cloth that surrounded it. Sometimes he nudged his big thighsaround to calm it down, and sometimes he crossed his legs in his chair tobattle the mound. He loosened his necktie, and fixed his glasses whilelooking impatiently at his work. This was a job for Superman.While writing down a memo, he placed his left hand on his thigh, and withhis long masculine finger gave his bulging head in his pants a rub. It feltso good, and the thought of stroking it, preferably in someone’s ass, orwet mouth made him clear his throat. He was sweating around his face, andalmost thought to take some time off, but it was half an hour before hisshift was up, and he decided to get a drink of water from the water cooler.He put on his jacket and buttoned it, to hide any clue of his sexualarousal, but while walking to the water cooler area, he could only think ofthat firm mass between his bulging legs. It needed some help. Afterswifting down a huge quick gulp from a paper cup, he told Perry White hewas feeling ill, and had to go home early. He said he would be in firstthing in the morning. Perry, busy with his layout, gave Clark a quick lookand dismissed him for the day. There wasnt much left, but the layout wasbound to get some overtime.Clark took the city bus because his ride was off schedule, and for somereason he got stuck with the seats that go sideways. He firmly held hisleather briefcase around his crotch to hide any gloating signs of anerection in the making. It was struggling to get out, and be setfree.Getting off the bus bursa escort wasnt so bad, and he calmly walked down the citysidewalk into his apartment gateway. Once he got inside, he took theelevator to his apartment, and hoped his lover was at home. He walked inand the television was on. Clark said, “hello?”, and the male voicereplied, “In here Clark!”Clark saw his boyfriend watching the big screen with his feet on thetable, and said, “how was your day?” “Everything OK, I fixed dinner and itson the table, help yourself. Its fried chicken.” Clark just stood therewith an open expression, not saying a word. So he took off his jacket, andset it cautiously on the chair. He loosened his tie, and went to give hisboyfriend a hug. But when he hugged him, and said, “I love you,” he wassilently rubbing his aching crotch muscle on the back of the sofa. “I cantwait for that chicken,” Clark said with a grin.After munching his last bit of chicken leg, his boyfriend began to do thedishes with the water faucet going full blast. His boyfriend was wearingtight running shorts, and had a very nice round butt just peeking frombelow the shorts. Again Clark brought his one hand down to between histhighs, and rubbed his manly wrist straight center. He gazed at that niceround butt, and thought to himself this was going to be one heck of anight. His tongue leered to the side of his mouth, and slightly bit doenhis tongue with his teeth. His dick was growing bigger now as it felt evenmore relaxed away from public view. “What’s wrong Clark?” his boyfriendasked abruptly, looking slightly over his shoulder. “Uh, nothing. Uh,here. . . let me help with those dishes.” As Clark strode over to grab adry cloth. His boyfriend was not naive, and without making it obvious, henoticed that the bulge in Clark’s pants was extremely noticable. “So whathave you been doing today, anything special? I hear Lois is travelingoverseas for another story. Or havent you noticed she’s been away.” Clarkdidnt know how to respond to that, and not even sure what he was gettingat. Of course he knew Lois was away. Suddenly, the boyfriend dropped aplastic cup, and went down to get it. He always did like Clarks big legs,even in his dress pants, muscled thighs were hard to hide, and Clarks shoeswere long and manly, and so professional. The slight cuff look to thebottom of Clark’s pants gave them an innocent look, and before he got thecup, he took Clark’s leg, and gently bit on the side of his calf muscle. Helicked all the way down up between the calf and the ankle, and gentlycaressed his upper bursa escort bayan legs. Clark did not hesitate, and unzipped himselfhurredly. Clark was sweating, and his hair locks were damp. “Here you go,Robert,” and that was all Clark said.Out from the fly, and the red shorts he wore underneath, Clark’s cockbolted through like a new salami meat. With one grab of his left hand,Robert massaged Clark’s dickmeat. “Did you miss me?” the boyfriendsaid. “It’s been so long Clark, I thought you had given up on me. Do youwant me to be good to you tonite? I can do it baby.” Continuing to gentlyjack Clark’s semi-hard dick, but stll very thick, even at this stage, theboyfriend pulled down on the bottom of the fly even more, and lickedunderneath his meat. Clark gave a slight swoon, and said, “:Oh my god, itsbeen so long since I had any, I almost forgotten about sex. Remember how weused to do it every night? How long has it been?” “I dont know,” Robertresponded, “but we’ll take care of that.” Robert got directly in front andopened his mouth wide towards Clark’s developing shaft, and gently began togive him a blow job. It was sweet, it was tasty, and it had only begun toharden as it longed to be taken care of by a pro. A seasoned pro who hadmany a nightiime experiance with waking his man up during the night. Hetaught himself all the soft nuances that this particual hard cock neededfor gratification, and this dick was asking for alot of loving.Clark stood there as best he could, and set his hands on the kitchensink. From there he felt his instincts drive him to move his hips in andout. He was needing this, and he was getting what he needed. . . tonite!His boyfriend had a way with him that knew what his manly cock meatwanted. His long, now seven, going to eight incher. It was stretching andfor a reason. That hard sucking mouth was needing it just as much, but hedidnt want it to end soon, and mentally kept his strength to enjoy it forhours instead of minutes.Clark breathed a small sigh of relief, even forsuch a big man. He could feel his thick buttocks enjoying every thrust andmovement into that sucking mouth. He bent his knees slightly, and couldfeel his feet heels in the air. His boyfriend got up after awhile, kissingClark on his chest and asked Clark to go to the bedroom. Clark complied.Clark lay nude on the giant soft bed, with both legs spread, and his handon his cock. For some reason he still had on his glasses. He sat there,looking at his boyfriend in the bathroom, and thought to himself aboutnailing him. His boyfriend came in and escort bursa drifted on the soft bed sheetsbetween Clark’s legs. His boyfriend decided to pick up where he left off,and tongue danced on Clark’s dick shaft. But Clark had other ideas, andlayed his boyfriend down on his back. His smooth skin was ripe for opening,and its just what he needed at this time. Clark grabbed both his boyfriendslegs, and lifted them high in the air. He was ready for assault. Clark wasnot gentle at this point, as he needed gratification, and the preliminaryhad just awakened the memory in his soul of the vast amount of cum in hissystem. He took his hot rod iron tool, and slapped it up against Robert’sanus, ready for exploration. He didnt even bother to grease it other thanthe spit he silently gave it before the boyfriend entered the room. Down hewent, as Robert’s firm body soon began to get lost in the soft bed andbeneath this hunky mound of manhood on top of him. Clark’s legs werestrong, and straight out as he reamed his boyfriend good, with both legswrapped around his meaty neckline. Oh, this ass was tight, and almost feltunbroken to him. The precum juice had worked its way to lubricate thejolting movements. Clark, still with glasses, was huffing and puffing ontop of his boyfriend like an alley dog in heat. Finally he knelt his legsand used his thight muscles to deliver extra bounce! The sexual feeling wasexcruciating, and the soft dim lights of the room made it seem moreromantic to him. Robert was writhing in sexual splendor, taking the giantmassive form into his body, grasping at the sides of his pillows as if forsomething to hold. This big huge muscle man knew his strength, and it wasalready established that Superman could, and would monitor his own field ofcum juice as to not harm the normal human being. But this was not Clark’sproblem. No, it was a matter of making it last forever, possibly forhours. Clark wanted to give his dick a real treat, as the slow cum juiceoozed out of Robert’s tight hole with a broken dam speed. Clark’s tonguewas hanging out of his mouth, as he still gave his boyfriend the ultimatefuck of manhood. The slapping sound between muscle thighs and hitting buttechoed in the room. The heavy duty bed began to buckle, and almost move offits stands. Clark wanted to fuck, and fuck, and fuck his boyfriend hard,driving it to the max. Finally he found his glasses fall off on to the bed,and that’s when he thought the time was right to let loose his aching load.Clark let out a howling sigh of relief as his dickmeat had met the end ofits journey.After they changed the bedsheets, Clark and his boyfriend fellfast asleep in their arms, but Clark turned to cuddle his pillow facing thewall, and let out a silent grin while sleeping soundly. THE END.
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