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Superboy and the Pink K

Clark Kent made his way up the stairs and through the doorway into the First National bank. Being the only bank in a small town it was not exactly grand, but it had served the community well for generations, with its origins dating far back. On this quiet Tuesday morning he found that he was alone in the main room except for the sole bank teller.

Clark had started his internship a few months back with the Smallville Times and had come in today to withdraw the money he had finally saved to buy himself a new bicycle. He was standing at the counter with his completed slip in hand when a group of men armed with guns burst their way into the building.

Clark immediately lost his excitement about his withdrawal and switched to hero mode, but realised he could not possibly change into Superboy without giving away his secret. He decided to wait and watch, and only take action if he could do so discretely or if lives were in danger.

The group quickly secured the entry and took the mild-mannered young reporter as hostage. They then split up, leaving Clark under the annoyingly close gaze of two of the thieves while the rest went down to empty the vault.

The crew was quite efficient, and within 15 minutes they had returned with full bags, ready to make their exit. Clark was dragged to his feet and found himself alone with the crew, assuming the bank teller had been tied up downstairs.

“Boss,” said one of the gang with a worried tone. “What if Superboy shows up?”

“Don’t worry about the boyscout,” came the confident reply. As he spoke he drew an oddly shaped chunk of pink rock out of a satchel and held it in his hand. “The boys at the lab assured me this will stop him in his tracks.” He looked again at the rock and added, “hmmm, I didn’t notice it glowed. I wonder how it does that.”

Clark felt instantly alarmed and looked at the rock closely but could not see anything unusual about it, nor could he feel any harmful effects, like those he felt when exposed to kryptonite, and so he continued to wait and watch, assuming it was just another failed experiment.

A big van finally arrived outside and the crew rushed toward it, dragging Clark along as a hostage. A small part of the young hero’s mind wondered why he did not just resist them, but just as quickly he told himself that he was going to find their base of operations.

The trip in the car was not too long, but Clark found himself distracted and unable to concentrate. He would absently trail his hands slowly over his body, feeling his hard muscles through the costume beneath his clothing. He also noticed a stirring in his crotch as skin rubbed against the concealed spandex costume.

When they arrived at their destination, Clark felt his blood pumping and heart pounding and decided he should just continue his act and not try to save the day. However, as two men grabbed him around his biceps to drag him out of the van, he could not help but moan as a feeling of ecstasy swept across his body.

“Hey boss, this kid don’t look too good. Maybe we need to get him to a doctor.”

The boss, still holding the rock, moved toward them as he cast a doubtful look at Clark. “Let me take a look at him then.” He removed Clarks glasses and started to unbutton the shirt, before letting out an exclaimation of disbelief.

“Whoa! What are the odds, boys. Look at this, we got ourselves the Teen of Steel himself! Looks like this pink rock works on him as promised!”

The thieves all stopped to look at Superboy, as he stood with his arms seemingly held fast and he swayed weakly on his feet. The top of his bright red cape could now clearly be seen popping out, as could the royal blue spandex and the iconic S shield covering his impressive chest.

Superboy realised his predicament and felt a surge of adrenaline which cleared his mind. He flexed his still powerful frame, throwing the two assailants away from him, then quickly completed his change into the mighty Teen of Steel. “You’ve had your sick fun. Now you’re coming…” his confident tone trailed off and he found himself gazing at the pink rock. “You’re coming… coming… with…” but even as he tried to complete the sentence, Superboy could not fight the rising urge to have those hands once more wrapped around his arms.

The boss continued to hold the now glowing pink rock and advanced on the Boy of Steel as he gazed helplessly at the strange rock. “What a surprise. To capture the Teen of Steel himself?” The pink rock was held right near the young hero as he continued, “what exactly does this little chunk of rock do I wonder?”

The boss placed his free hand onto the muscled chest and was rewarded with a groan from the Boy of Steel as the contact caused a burning hot erotic charge to erupt on his chest. In one smooth motion, Superboy let his hands fall to his sides and looked down at the hand sitting upon his chest. “Uhhhh… please… touch…”

A big smile spread over the face of the boss as he realised some of the power this rock possessed. He quickly hung the pink synthetic kryptonite around the muscular neck of Superboy. He lifted his hand away from the Chest of Steel and was rewarded with a whimpering and moaning sound from the young hero as he gave a pleading look. “Urgghhh… god… please… touch me…”

Hoping to attract their attention, the young hero brought his arms up to his sides and flexed his impressive biceps. “Do you want to feel my super guns?”

At a nod from the boss, two of the crew moved beside Superboy and proceeded to rub and squeeze the steel like muscles, causing him to moan with delight. “Ohhh… thank you… uhhhh… feels so good…”

A further nod caused two more of the men to kneel down and run their hands up and down the spandex clad legs of Superboy, while also caressing the Buns of Steel.

The moaning from the young hero increased and the boss could see precum on the red briefs plus the outline of the hardening shaft of steel.

“Do you want me to hold your shaft, Superboy?”

The young hero nodded weakly but a frown crossed his features as the boss gently grazed his hand against the bulge and added, “No. You have to ask, Superboy.”

The young hero’s mouth opened but he managed to fight back the words, and so the final gang member moved behind the hero and wrapped his arms around to place a hand on each pectoral and rub gently. At this, the final shreds of resistance evaporated and Superboy quickly responded. “Please, please, hold my cock.”

A single eyebrow was raised in response and Superboy quickly understood his error and corrected himself. “Please sir, please, hold my… Shaft of Steel.”

The boss admired the view as the mighty Superboy stood before him with his entire body – encased as it was in tight fitting spandex – flexed for the enjoyment of he and his men. He removed the yellow belt and savoured the feeling of the tight stomach and abs.

The boss then dragged the red briefs down, allowing the hard cock to bounce free. As he took in the Shaft of Steel the boss could not help but chuckle at its diminutive 4 inch stature, causing a new pained look to spread over the face of the Superboy.

“Oh Superboy, I presumed it was still growing. I must say I was expecting that you would be packing a lot more ‘Super’ in those briefs of yours.”

The Teen of Steel felt his cheeks burning red with the heat of shame and fought back tears of humiliation. The boss made sure to quickly take some photos of the sexy young hero in all his glory.

Superboy had learned from an early age that his manhood was much smaller than other guys and so had always been sure to hide his cock in the change room. “I… uhhh.. err…” having never been exposed in front of another person before, this confrontation of his shame and humiliation was a completely new experience for the young hero. But he was desperate for the men to continue touching his body. “I’m sorry sir. I know my… Shaft of Steel… is small.” He gulped before continuing. “But please sir. Please continue to worship my body. I need it. And please sir, please hold my cock. I need to feel you stroking it sir.”

Superboy had a momentary flash of insight and continued, “I know it is small sir, but it is still my Shaft of Steel and Balls of Steel,” he added proudly. “You can abuse them if that would please you sir.”

For all its small stature, the boss had to concede it was a nice-looking cock. It curved up as it moved away from the groin of Superboy, making for a nice – if small – handhold. Testing this, the boss wrapped his hand around the shaft and squeezed, eliciting a new moan of ecstasy from the young superhero and creating a small jet of precum to ooze out.

“Ahhhhh,” sighed Superboy as he felt the hand close around his aching cock. “Thank you, sir. That feels so good sir.”

The hand was quickly removed however as the boss was keen to test the invulnerability of both the shaft and the balls. He started to slap the shaft, making the little member bounce around and for the young hero to gasp in pleasure. Maintaining his slapping on the shaft, the boss added smacks for the balls of steel, which hung tight and close to the base of the shaft.

Far from causing pain, the Boy of Steel was clearly euphoric at the attention. He was groaning audibly and he freely leaked precum. Feeling enjoyment at this control and abuse of the young hero, the boss quickly grabbed a baseball bat from the back of the van and proceeded to swing it like a golf club up into the balls. The bat connected with a solid thud with no change to the face of Superboy. In fact he spread his legs out wide to invite further attention.

The boss could feel his own excitement rising and he proceeded to swing strike after strike into the exposed balls and shaft of Superboy. Each swing was met with a satisfied groan from the young hero and an occasional, “thank you sir,” or “more please, sir.”

Finally the boss felt himself grow weary from the exertion and examined the groin of the hero, noting that all his efforts had caused no damage at all. Superboy merely moaned in ecstasy as his balls and shaft were held and explored.

These powerful sensations were completely new to the young hero, greatly enhanced as they were by the effects of the pink rock. Superboy had started to show off different muscle groups, moving through poses for the benefit of the men. The generally shy and reserved young hero found that he could not get enough attention from these men and craved new ways to please them.

“Do you like my body sir?” he asked almost timidly. “I am sorry that my Shaft of Steel is disappointing to you, but I hope my super body pleases you.”

The boss could feel the desire to be worshipped and controlled emanating from the hero. He wrapped his hand around the still hard Shaft of Steel and started a very slow stroking motion.

“Thank you, sir!” exclaimed Superboy as he felt the large hand wrapped around his small member and spurted even more precum. “Your touch feels so good, sir.” The Boy of Steel felt a tightening in his balls accompanied by a growing need to cum. Glancing down at his balls he noticed that they were much larger than usual. “Ughhh… arghhh. Sir, I really need to cum.”

Instinctively the hero’s hand moved toward his shaft but the boss shook his head simply, saying, “uh uh hero. You don’t get to touch yourself now.” To emphasize the point all the criminals instantly withdrew their hands, removing the sensations of touch which he so badly craved.

“Arghhhh!” he cried, the absence of their touch almost akin to a feeling of pain washing across his body. “Yes sir! Of course, sir,” panted the Boy of Steel as he immediately resumed flexing for his audience. “Please sir, please feel my muscles!” he cried in desperation. Superboy knew that this self-debasement was completely out of character and he should just fly away, but the need to be worshipped and groped by these men was overwhelming and he thought he might pass out if he didn’t cum soon.

At a nod the hands resumed their caress of the hapless young hero. He cupped the mighty Balls of Steel and played with them in his hands. The sensation on his smooth balls was heavenly and Superboy just moaned his appreciation. A hand was placed on the back of his head and he did not even think to resist as he was bent forward or when his briefs were dropped around his booted ankles.

The boss alternated between rubbing the balls and slow, sensual stroking. Given the fact that Superboy was quite young, and clearly inexperienced sexually, he did not want the heroic teen to blow his load too quickly. “Tell me Superboy, has anyone ever held your little Shaft of Steel before?”

Superboy again felt his cheeks blush at the mention of his diminutive member but shook his head, “no sir. You are the first to ever see my Shaft of Steel.” He paused before he added, “I have always been embarrassed by its small size, but it feels so good when you hold it, sir. Thank you.” To emphasize his appreciation, the hero flexed and held poses across his major muscles, making them like solid steel for the men.

“Very nice, Superboy.” As he continued the gentle stroking, the boss placed a hand on the now exposed and flexed ass of Superboy and felt the amazingly hard buns, rubbing them gently. He ran a single finger down into the crack between the two mounds and said, “now relax Superboy.”

A small voice screamed an alert in his mind, but Superboy was a slave to these feelings and relaxed his ass, nodded and murmured, “yes, sir.”

The finger slid down until the boss could feel the tight puckered asshole of the young hero. Believing it would be practically impossible to enter that opening he merely played with the hole and massaged it, causing the teen superhero to moan and shake his hips.

Superboy thought he was going to go crazy from the stimulation and the effects of the pink kryptonite. “Please sir, I beg you, please make me cum.”

“Good boy,” came the response and was accompanied by an increase to the pace of the stroking.

“Ughhh, thank you sir. Your hand feels so good on my shaft.” He continued to move and flex his muscles, “And my body. I hope my muscles make you happy sir.”

The hero was now completely lost to the feelings rolling across his body and could think of nothing other than his desire to impress these men and of his need to blow his load. As the stroking continued to increase in pace, his body started to twitch uncontrollably. Superboy moaned and groaned as he felt the feeling build in his balls and the base of his shaft. “Ughhhh… Oh sir… ahhhhhh…” he trailled off briefly. “Please, may I cum sir?”

“Good boy. You may cum now Superboy,” replied the boss.

Within seconds the body of the young hero spasmed as a powerful orgasm rocked across it. The small shaft shot out a large load which went more than 20 feet in the air before falling to the ground far in the distance. Superboy could feel sweat beading on his brow and bucked his hips as the stroking continued on his highly sensitive head.

As the hero blew his load, it went unnoticed that the pink kryptonite stopped glowing, and Superboy felt his mind quickly clearing of the cloudiness and distracting urges.

“Quite a big load out of that little Shaft of Steel, Superboy,” said the boss as he continued to hold the cock of the Boy of Steel in his hand. “I think maybe it’s time for us to christen your costume, hero. How about we cover you in our cum, Superboy?”

As the cloud lifted from his mind, the young hero was hit with the impact of his recent actions. For a few moments he stood in a daze, his cock still held in the grip of the boss as it softened and shrank to an even smaller size. As he processed the events his shock turned to anger which he directed at the criminals.

Launching himself into the air to hover above the group he looked down on them with eyes glowing red. Ripping the pink kryptonite from around his neck he dangled it before him. “I don’t know how you made this foul thing, but it won’t be helping you any more.” He squeeze his powerful fist causing the pink rock to shatter, sending shards flying.

Belatedly, the Boy of Steel realised his oversight, and quickly pulled his briefs back up and repositioned his belt to once again appear mighty and awe-inspiring to the criminals.

The gang scrambled to make an escape but they had no hope against super powered Teen of Steel. Within moments he had bundled them into their getaway van and flew it to the Smallville police station to drop them all off. Not wanting to hang around and relive the story of his humiliating defeat, he quickly made his exit.

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The Justice League didn’t know what came over them. One moment, they were all in their swimwear enjoying their day off at the beach. The next, they were all stripped and left naked. Left standing in a line for all the beach-goers to see.

Though strangely enough, none of heroes seemed too upset or concerned. In fact, they enjoyed the lustful attention that they were gaining. From there it did not take long for hero each to grow erotic and horny. Jerking on site, not carrying who was watching them

#quick story #mind control #superheroes #public #unknowning

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Superman’s Webcam Show

After a long shift from the Daily Planet and then having to go on patrol protecting Metropolis. Superman arrived home to his apartment, physically and mentally exhausted he didn’t have the strength to take off his supersuit.

The exhausted Man of Steel walked on over and took a seat at his nearby laptop to check to if he had receive any emails from while he’s been out on patrol.

Checking his work email, he came across a strange email stating, “relax and obey”. The hero scoffed at the email subject line, thinking that a co-worker was messing with him. The stud proceeded to click on the email.

From there the email automatically opened up the attachment, featuring a spinning spiral and hypnotic music. Superman was amused with the attachment and was about to close it out until the spiral and music took effect.

Watching as the spiral changed color, Superman felt relaxed, giving into the pretty patterns. While listening to the subliminal music, the hero began growing hard in his supersuit.

At this point, the webcam on Superman’s laptop came on without the hero’s knowledge.

Superman’s crotch began to feel hot and pleasurable. Rubbing and squeezing his harding cock through his suit. Feeling good and obeying the spirals, the hero began flexing his enormous arms.

….

On the other side of the webcam, Master Villain was enjoying the show the dumb hero was putting on. Laughing at how sceptable Superman was to his hypnotic trap.

The villain took it upon himself to record the spectacle, further more using the change in color of the spirals and subliminal music to make the hero do whatever he wanted.

….

With a flash of color and change of the subliminal music, Superman mind began having erotic thoughts. Images of him on his knees sucking cock like a pro. More images flooded his mind of him in various positions, getting fucked by a variety of men.

Imagining what’s going on in his head, the Man of Steel stroked his cock feverishly. Pre-cum spilled out of his hungry, being absorbed into his supersuit.

On the break cumming, Superman heard the subliminal message, “Cum for me Superslut”. Along hearing that, Superman cummed ropes of semen within his supersuit.

Sitting there in bliss, he couldn’t help but to flex and admire his muscular stature.

……………

On the other side of the webcam, Master Villain was enjoying the show the dumb hero was putting on. Laughing at how sceptable Superman was to his hypnotic trap.

The villain took it upon himself to record the spectacle, further more using the change in color of the spirals and subliminal music to make the hero do whatever he wanted. After making the hero cum the first time, he decided make Superman cum three more times for good measure.

And before signing off and leaving the stud to his own free will. Master Villain programmed Superman to fall under his mind control with a few keywords. Just in case if they were to meet up

(Another story I wrote long ago that I wanted to share with Tumblr)

#superman #webcam #sprials #hypnotized hero #mind control #Master Villain

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Spiderman’s Encounter

“Just relax, hero”, the strange man told Spider-man. Admiring how he was able to subdue such a fine hero.

Hearing those though, Spider-Man couldn’t help but follow the stranger’s words. Offering no resistance as the strange man lifted part of his mask to unveil his mouth. Using the expose to mouth to suck on the strange man’s cock.

“Now that’s a good boy”, the strange said in great pleasure as he felt Spider-Man now putting effort into his cock. The strange man took this opportunity to explore the hero’s body, feeling every muscle crevice through the tight spandex.

“God, yes, keep going”, the man moan in pleasure as began to play with Spider-Man’s harden dick through the spandex.

At this point, Spider-Man couldn’t stop to think how or why he was sucking the strange man’s cock. Being the muscular and super powered individual, he should be the one taking the lead. But instead, felt the bed to serve and obey whatever this man says.

The strange man took great joy in breaking Spider-Man, both mentally and physically. Squeezing the hero’s dick made Spider-Man moan while having his mouth full.

“Don’t worry hero, there’s more to come”, the man said, cumming straight down Spider-man’s throat.

#Spider-Man #superhero #spiderman #obedience #strange man

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"Yeah, look at that. It's so big and juicy now, don't you think?"

"Ugghhh....yyeeeahhh.......hmmmm.....fucking big and juicy,"

"And the nipples.....fucking sensitive, don't they?"

"Fucking.....mmmhhhmmmmhh....sensitive,"

"And you like that, right?"

"Ye.....yeahhh.....I like that,"

"Because you're putty to my touch. I mold you to be my big dumb muscle slut and you like it, right?"

"Mmmmhhhh.....I'm a big dumb muscle slut,"

"Of course you are. Now, after I let go of your tits, you'll shoot the biggest load of your life, taking all that nerdiness out of your system with it and you'll be my devoted muscle bull, you understand me?"

"Your devoted muscle bull,"

"Exactly. Now, I'm going to squeeze these boobs and then pinch your nipple until it gets hard and perky. As it gets perkier, your 5 incher cock will grow out from its foreskin as it gets to its full mast and before I let go, it will still be on edge, throbbing and pulsating until all your past self gathered down there in your cock. You'll moan like a cheap fucking slut begging me to release you all the time until you said "Please take me out, Master" and only then I will let go, okay?"

"Ngghhh.....too much words...let go....ngghhh ffuuuucckkk....take out.....please.....this is getting too much.....ngghhmmmppphh...."

"Not there yet,"

"Nggmmmhhppphhh ahhh.....please.....my tits.....master...."

"Beg harder---"

When he eventually shoot his load, his cock is a 9.5 inch beast as thick as a Bud Light can while his eyes totally blanked out. But at least he's converted to fulfill his role from just a mere rich otter with firm boobs to a full-blown muscle slut unaware about his identity except that he belonged to one man that used to be his own assistant that he fired months before

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“That’s it Green Lantern, flex those muscular arms of yours”, the hypnotist stated. Swinging the pendulum back and forth, causing the spandex clad hero to fall deeper into the hypnotic-trap.

The hypnotist never imagined Green Lantern to be a run of the mill jock at the local college.

“Oh Green Lantern the type fun we are gonna have together. Perhaps you should introduce me to some of your Justice League friends”, the hypnotist said outwardly showing his growing member through his pants. Excited for the future possibilities, all starting with this hero.

feeling so dumb bro, get hypnotized and join the team bro, you will feel great bro.

#hypnotized hero #green lantern #superhero #spandex #hypnotized #mind control #flexing

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All resistance was futile against Master-Villian. Once caught in his trance, Superboy fell victim to his trap.

Following every suggestion, Superboy flex and grew hard in his supersuit. Master-Villain took the opportunity to feel up the spandex hero. That was until he stripped Superboy out of suit, giving the perfect opportunity to grope and tease those magnificent pecs.

After having his fun, Master-Villian left Superboy in his trance. Leaving the poor hero to defend himself for the audience that they were attracting.

#Superboy #Master-Villian #humiliation #pecs #groping

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Comparing sizes. It seems it isn’t obvious which one is thicker…

#superboy #kryptonite #humiliation

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The state of every hero that gets in the way of Master-Villain.

Stripped of their supersuits and dignity. All that remains is the desire to breed and filled by any men.

#humiliation #Master-Villian #superhero

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Superman’s Unusual Patrol

Superman just landed into the local park, surveying his surroundings. To the average passerby, it looked as though the Man of Steel was on patrol, looking for any misbehavior or crimes.

But that’s far from what’s actually going through the hero’s head.

Moments ago, Superman was flying over Metropolis as usual. Using his super-hearing to listen for any trouble. The hero picked up on a strange beeping noise.

Upon hearing and concentrating on the source of the noise. The hero’s mind became blank, feeling the need to find the origin of the noise, Superman flew towards it.

And that’s where we find our dear hero now.
Landing into the park, and walking towards the noise.

Superman finds a strange man sitting up top of a park bench. Pants undone at his feet. All the while the strange man was stroking his erect dick.
Superman felt entranced by the man’s cock. Feeling his mouth run dry from watching the man. The man of steel could not help but to stare, all the while the hero’s own cock starts to grow in his own suit.

“Why don’t come over here and give my cock some attention?”, the man said seductively to the hero. Stroking his cock faster to further entice the hero.
Incoherent from his thoughts and justice. Superman moved towards the man. Getting on his knees, giving his first bj.


Inexperienced and sloppy, the strange man was turned too on by the fact that a strong and powerful man was on his knees serving his cock. He grabbed ahold of Superman hair began face-fucking him.
All the while, Superman’s own cock stretched his supersuit. Forming a wet spot from all his pre-cum. He could only feel pleasure as served the strange man’s cock.


Just before coming, the stranger pulled the handsome hero’s face off his cock. Blowing his load all over the hero’s face and pecs. Coming down from his high, the strange man increased the signal of the beeping to make Superman eat the cum that was on his face.


The stranger took further advantage of the situation and had the hero strike is heroic pose. While posing, the rod of steel was threatening the fabric of the suit.
The strange man made the decision to jerk off Superman as he held his pose. Making the most of it by feeling up the spandex body. Feeling every fiber of muscle, tracing every crevice, and groping those pecs and asscheeks.


Upon command, the strange told Superman to cum. Once said, the Man of Steel erupted ropes of cum. Soaking his whole front side of his supersuit. Some of it even escaping through the suit and onto the ground.


“Fucking hell Supes. Look at all that wasted cum”, the strange man stated as he stopped groping the hero. Walking around to grab a clump of cum from the ground and then smearing it into the rest of the cum on the supersuit.


Giving Supes a slap on his ass, “Until next time Superslut”. The strange man walked away, leaving the hero left posing near the bench.


After what seemed like eternity, Superman came to his senses. What first hit was the smell of cum recking from his suit. Seeing the various places where his spandex suit had dried up cum stains.

(Wrote this a while ago, just thought I should share it to Tumblr)

#superman #hypnotized #public #superman cosplay #stranger