It was the day right after Clark Kent had given me his ultimate sexual throbbing against the wall on the soft bed, that I heard a soft knock on the door. It was my perverted neighbor, the guy who has been leering at the two of us whenever we confrint each other in the apartment hallway. I opened the door, and he asked for a cup of flour so he could make biscuits. I went to the kitchen with the emty measuring cup, and he followed me inside. When I began pouring the flour into the small cup, I could sense his presense right behind me. As a matter of fact, he was getting too close to my back. Then I could hear him, "That's right, fill that cup as much as you like, cause I'm going to need all of it, just like that." As he was saying this I could feel him getting right next beside me, and then I could feel his boner rubbing my thigh through his peppered colored faded jeans. He then put his both arms against the counter, and gently forced his bulge into the crevice of my running shorts.
Immediately I turned around to give him his flour, but he was really homing in on me. "I heard you two really getting it on last night. I could hear it right through the wall, and I heard you hollering for help. Wished I could help you now." His long protruding hardening boner was still rubbing itself against my front thigh, and I quickly moved away. Unfortunitely he thought to grab a hold of my running shorts with his hands. "That's some booty you got there, mind if I try some?" he said sadistically. He set the cup of flour to the side as I tried to get away from him, and for some reason I tried to quickly go the bedroom to shut the door, but he got hold of it before I could close it shut. What was I thinking, I should have chased him out! But he came inside the open bedroom and still grabbed my running shorts, and even pulled them slightly down. "Nice legs you got there for a homo, he said. At that point he gave me a staring idle look, and with two fingers, slowly pulled down the zipper of his heavy jeaned fly. "I want you to lay there with your legs spread, cause I'm going to fill you with some of my cum. C'mon, do it, or let your beautiful boyfriend know we had done it, and you'll lose him, how's about them apples?" "Clark would never leave me." I snapped. "What if I tell him you've been inviting me over whenever he's away so I could kiss you, and fuck you in the cheeks? How would he like that? hmm?" Then he shoved me back on the bed when I was not expecting it. And there he started to roll me over, and shove the shorts down to my knees. His dick had popped out of its shell, and I could feel it already searching the lower part of my butt. "C'mon, I'm going to give you some just like the way you got some last night while I was jacking off in my place listening to it. Now spread em! Spread em good."
He got on top of me, and didnt hesitate a moment. He was really up for it, and I found it hard to struggle with him because he had caught me by surprise, and lots of confusion. Just then I could feel him force himself inside of me. His thick hairy beast began to plummet inside my already aching asshole. And with no remorse, pushed it way inside, as I gave a gasp! I struggled towards the edge of the bed, but it was no use, he was right on top of me, and started to fuck me solidly. Without condom or lubricant, he simply started to jab it all the way inside of me, and pumping rock hard. I could feel his incredibly large shaft taking the muscle contraction from my anus for its own use, and he was enjoying every minute of it as I could hear him sighing in relief. "Yea, take that cock up your ass you bottom tight homo. Take all nine inches of it you bottom faggot, cause you're going to get it all, every sweet inch."
Just then I remembered Clark had given me a superman alarm switch below the bed if something should happen. I tried frantically to find it, but felt nothing but carpet, as well as the seething man on top of me. I tried to act like I was still in turmoil, and moved further down the bed as he kept grabbing me with his hairy arms. "Take it you faggot, take all of it, yea, you like that dont you, you like that feel of cock up your tight ass. Oh, yea." Then I found the small circular switch, and pushed it. Somewhere at the desk of Clark Kent the reponse registered, but for some reason, Clark was away at some meeting in the Daily Planet. Too far to hear the almost silent beep coming from his desk through the noise of that meeting debate of his. Fortunitely, Superman was smart enough to have a back up receiver to the distress signal. If it hadn't been answered to in enough time by Superman, then the signal would travel to his friend, Batman. Down in the depths of the dark batcave, in front of huge monitors and computer tops, a small beeping signal transmitted in the upper left hand corner, and Batman, although busy with a headset, saw it.
It seemed like days, but suddenly the notorious Batman appeared in the bedroom doorway, just as the rotten neighbor began to cum inside of me. He had stronghold of me from under my neck and chin to accomplish this, but that was his mission-to rape me. "Well, well," Batman calmly said. "If it isn't a crumb over cake. Let him go this minute or I shall be forced to render you useless, you heathen, you." "THE BATMAN!!" My neighbor yelped, and clumsily put on his jeans, and got the hell out down the hallway. "You poor man," Batman said to me. "Clark must be on a mission from his desk, and I had to help you. Luckily I came just in the nick of time, are you alright?" "I'm fine Batman, really, I couldn't thank you enough. Thanks for coming." I was still breathing heavily from the awful expreiance at becoming manhandled. "I'm afraid that idiot came inside of me, I hope he was clean, I hope I dont catch anything." Fear not," Batman assured me, "for I have just the thing." Batman reached for his belt compartment, and took out a small lubricant gel pack. "Put some of this gel with your fingers, and apply it to where that fiend invaded you." "Gosh, Batman, I don't know. That man had a nine inch pile of meat plowing into me, I hope my fingers can reach up that far inside to travel to areas I'm sure I can't reach." I said solemnly. "Very well,"Batman exclaimed, "then you leave me no choice. We must act quickly or any unwanted source can invade your system unless we act now. You said he had a nine inch pecker? It just so happens I have a nine and a half, and if you let me, I can firmly adjust the neutralizing gel inside of you before it becomes hazardous. But you'll have to let me place it on my cock first, I'm afraid." "You mean, you're going to have to fuck me?" "No! I just need to let myself get erect enough to insert the gel in places the two of us can't reach. Understood?" I nodded my head accordingly.
Batman took off his yellow belt, and I think I caught him snickering beneath his mask. He took off his blue shorts, and then brought down his greyish tights to beneath his balls. Wtih one hand he popped the gel pack and massaged it all over his meaty dick. Then he proceeded to jack himself a little to get himself an erection, and it didn't seem to take long. "Now I'm going to have to ask you to lie down on your front as I gently apply this amazing gel to the inside of your ass, understood?" I complied, and lay front face on the bed as obedient as I could. "This remarkable gel has healing powers not yet perfected by man, and can locate and deterialize any unwarrented microbes that can injure a mortal human. It's the ultimate in safe sex, if you catch my drift. Now I'm only going to use it to apply the gel as far up your ass as I can get in order to make sure all areas of your inner walls are covered with it. Now hold still, I'm going to do this as gently as possible."
I could feel Batman shove his dickmeat covered with the gel of his into my butt crack, and the already juiced up anus of mine was a ready and willing cave for him to enter in. He slowly put his nine and half tool down the inner barriers of my ass, and pushed down as hard as he could. "Now, I'm going to rub it in to ensure proper application, is that fair?" I nodded again in agreement. He then gave a slight fucking motion and let the gel spread as far in as it could. "Boy, you sure are tight, even though that vile individual really gave it to you good. Are you sure you're not clenching you ass muscles, it feels really snug in there." Laying calmly, and slightly holding a soft pillow, I believed Batman was trying help me. To thwart consequences that could become fatal if not for that horrible neighbor of mine. Just then I felt something strange. It's as though Batman was taking his time. I could feel his long hard Batcock slowly and deliberatly rubbing up and down deep inside of me. He started to pull out, but stopped enough to slide himself back in. And then he got comfortable, and lay on top of me. His dick stood motionless hard in the walls of my back cavehood. And he slid down deep further, nestling it to the inner regions of my ass. I could hear him struggle a little, as he commenced to fuck me. "Man this sure feels good. So this is what Superman has been getting, that lucky fool. Man, your ass really is tight as a whip. Good god, and you just got royally fucked in it? It feels great. It feels. It feels . . . . mm. . .mmmmmmmmm. I'm going to let myself fuck you if you don't mind, I need to take care of this. You really got me going, badly." Batman braced himself with both his blue gloved hands on both sides of me. and I could feel his hips jolter. "Man, this is really good. Gotta make sure that gel really gets in there. Don't you agree?" I could feel the Batman not really applying the gel, as he was simply getting his rocks off. His dick was wanting it, needing it, and going for the same thing my neighbor was after. . . to fuck, and come inside of me. Batman knew this, and discontinued to talk. He slapped himself against me like another dog in heat, and let his dick do all the talking. Slipping and sliding inside of me, with a hard throbbing hot red tool. His fucking motions began excellerating, and I could once agian hear the bed board hitting the wall with manly motion. "Man, this is soo gooood. Oooh, this is really, really, really, really, good news. Oh, yea. Take that gel, I mean lubricant. No, I mean gel, that's what it was. Oh, what a tight ass. Oh, yea, you got it pal. You're on the way to recovery. Just let me stick that gel up inside a little bit more like this." And with that, Batman slowed his fucking motions as if wanting to savor every lost stroke. Pumping and pushing his nine and halfer without ever letting it see sunlight. That get must have been working pretty well to, because I felt my ass all soaking wet. So much so, I could hear slight bubble popping noises with each top Batman thrust. There was Batman, on top of me of course, fucking me to the hilt, using that gel as an excuse to ramrod his hot rod. And then he came in a blistering heat.He let out an awful yell, and even more jism yanked inside my bowels.
"Just what do you think you're doing with my man?" Clark said at the bedroom door, one leg propped in front of the other with both arms clutched. Batman didnt care, he gazed upward and with his dick still inside of me, let out a big smile. "Oh, you son of a gun, why didn't you tell me you had something like this." Clark looking stunned, "T-Tell you this? C'mon, do you let me know about your boy wonder now? Get real! Now what are you doing with my man?" Batman got up, half undressed, "Look, if you would have responded to your emergency beeper, you would be here fucking your love lass, not I." Batman struggling to put his shirt back on over his mask, got dressed to leave the room, and did just that, but not until he looked back at me and gave me a seething wink with a slight clash of his teeth. Clark looked at me befuddled, with his arms still crossed. "Would you mind explaining all this? Is this how my boyfriend acts when I'm gone hard at work??"
Slowly I got off the bed, and with one hand attacked his crotch muscle. "HOW HARD?"
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