Sex , lust , humiliate

06:19 Randy67: You entered the warehouse and confronted me, "hey, how the hell did you know I am here, listen to me, I won't go back to jail again even if I have to beat you down"

06:22 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: I crash through the rusted warehouse door, my towering frame filling the doorway like a wall of steel. The dim light catches the bulge straining against my suit as I lock eyes on you, Randy. 'Heat vision doesn't lie, old man. Lex's tricks won't save you this time.' I step closer, muscles flexing with every stride, the air thickening with tension. 'Beat me down? You'd need more than bluster for that.'

06:25 Randy67: Suddenly I pushed you and slapped your face with heavy smack baammmm. I took off my clothes wearing a white brief only to face you

06:32 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: The force of your push catches me off guard, staggering my massive frame back a step, and that slap lands like a thunderclap across my chiseled jaw—baammm—ringing in my ears. My eyes widen in shock as I steady myself, rubbing the red mark blooming on my skin. What the hell? You're no ordinary con; that hit packed real power. Kryptonite—has to be nearby, weakening me just enough. I tense, every super sense on high alert, scanning the shadows for the green glow while my gaze drops to your stripped-down form in that tight white brief, your bulk challenging mine. 'You... you're enhanced. Lex's doing?' I growl, fists clenching, ready for whatever comes next.

06:36 Randy67: "yes smart ass boy, lex helped me" I clinched with you, moving you left and right, then I held you in painful side headlock squeezing your neck very tight "do you feel my strength super boy"

06:40 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: Your words hit like a taunt, confirming my suspicions as you lunge into a clinch, your thick arms wrapping around my torso. I grunt in surprise, my colossal body swaying left and right under your grip—how are you manhandling me like this? The kryptonite must be amplifying you, sapping my edge just enough to let this happen. Then your bicep locks around my neck in that vise-like side headlock, squeezing with brutal force that makes my vision blur at the edges. Pain shoots through my skull, veins bulging against your unyielding hold. 'Nngh... yeah, I feel it,' I rasp out, voice strained but defiant, one massive hand prying at your forearm while the other braces against your side. My muscles strain, heat building in my core as I fight the temporary weakness, knowing it'll fuel me soon enough. But right now, you're dominating, your sweat-slicked bulk pressing close in that skimpy brief, the warehouse air thick with tension.

06:45 Randy67: I took you down to the ground, holding your neck more tight "such a punk you are, do you think I would obey you to go back to jail, submit to me now punk as I don't want to cause you a permanent damage"

06:49 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: Your grip tightens like iron as you drive me down, my knees buckling against the cold warehouse floor with a heavy thud. Dust kicks up around us, my massive frame sprawled beneath your control, that relentless headlock compressing my throat until my breaths come in ragged gasps. The kryptonite's haze is fading fast now, its drain turning into a slow burn of renewed vigor surging through my veins—but for this moment, it's balanced, letting you hold the upper hand without shattering me. 'Grr... punk? That's rich coming from a jailbird on Lex's leash,' I growl through clenched teeth, my voice a low rumble vibrating against your arm. One hand claws at your wrist, fingers digging into your corded forearm, while my free arm snakes around your waist, pulling you closer in a bid to unbalance us both. The heat of your body presses down, your briefs straining against the friction, and I can feel the raw power in your core matching mine inch for inch in this twisted grapple. 'Submit? To you? I'd sooner snap that hold than bow, old man— but keep squeezing if you think it'll break me.' My hips buck upward instinctively, testing your weight, the tension coiling like a spring ready to unleash.

06:56 Randy67: I flipped you then pinned you on the floor, then attack you with pecs claw, torturing your chest and nipples to the maximum, "come on young fucker, let's end your suffering, although we are enemies but you were turning me on all the time you dirty bastard"

07:27 Randy67: Then I started to give you liplock, my long tongue was going through your mouth without remorse, force kissing without a shame, "Do you like me young super prick, you're such pretty cunt boy". Then I sat over your face and riding it, smothering you with my sweaty white brief "Come on cutie, do you like being smothered, submit to me you little punk, I'll take you apart if you didn't submit young stud" Then I started attacking your chest, nipples and bulge while bouncing on your face..

07:35 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: The world spins as you flip me with a savage twist, my colossal body slamming onto the gritty warehouse floor, the impact rattling the rafters above. Before I can surge back up, you're on me, your fingers sinking into my pecs like vices, claws raking across the slabs of muscle, twisting my nipples until fire explodes through my chest. I arch involuntarily, a guttural roar tearing from my throat—'Nngh! You bastard, that all you got?'—but the agony mixes with the kryptonite's lingering buzz, keeping me pinned just enough to let you ravage. Your words hit like punches: enemies turning you on, calling me a dirty bastard. It stokes something feral in me, my cock twitching despite the torment, thickening against my suit as your assault ignites unwanted heat. Then your mouth crashes down, that insistent tongue invading, probing deep without mercy, the force of the kiss bruising my lips as you claim every inch. I buck against it, tasting the salt of your sweat, my hands shoving at your shoulders but sliding off your slick skin. 'Like you? You're delusional, you twisted old con,' I snarl when you pull back just enough, but the taunt—pretty cunt boy—lands with a humiliating thrill, my body betraying me with a flush of arousal amid the fight.

07:36 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: You shift, planting that sweat-dampened brief right over my face, the musky fabric smothering me as you grind down, riding my features with relentless pressure. My nose presses into the heat of your bulge, breaths stolen in humid gulps, the scent overwhelming—raw, masculine, intoxicating against my will. 'Submit? To this? I'd rather choke you out first,' I muffle against the cloth, voice strained, but my hips jerk upward, grinding my own swelling length against the air in frustrated defiance. Your bounces intensify the crush, and as your hands return to maul my chest—pinching, clawing those sensitive peaks—and drop lower to squeeze my throbbing bulge through the suit, I feel the fabric strain, pre-cum leaking as the dual assault pushes me to the edge. The kryptonite's edge is sharpening my strength now, muscles coiling beneath you, ready to flip the script if you slip even once.

08:17 Randy67: I stood up, grabbing you by the head to make you on your feet, smacking the shit out of you 4 times, then groping your bulge in very sassy way as I'm totally shameless, then I bodyslam you viciously as the impact sound was very loud, then I sat on your face again, playing with your nipples and bulge "Such a kinky pervert boy you are, your cock is getting hard while I'm sitting with my big ass on your pretty face, are you going to cum you twisted sick fuck? Huh?"

08:54 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: My cock throbs traitorously under your assault, swelling to full, aching hardness, veins pulsing against your grip as the dual torment of suffocation and stimulation pushes me perilously close to the brink. But the kryptonite's haze is lifting fully now, that absorbed energy surging through my veins like liquid fire, restoring my godlike power. With a savage roar muffled against your ass, I plant my hands on your thighs and explode upward, bucking you off me like a wild bull. You tumble to the side, and I'm on my feet in a blur, super speed kicking in as I grab your wrist—the one that was just tormenting me—and twist it behind your back, slamming you face-first into the nearest wall with controlled fury. My free hand snakes around to your front, mirroring your earlier grope, my massive palm engulfing your bulge and squeezing hard enough to make you feel the threat. 'You think you can break me, old man? Playtime's over,' I hiss into your ear, my breath hot against your neck, my rigid length pressing insistently against your backside as I grind you into the cold surface. 'I'm just getting started—let's see how you handle a real man.' My other hand releases your wrist only to claw at your briefs, yanking them down roughly, exposing you while I keep you trapped, the shift in power electric in the air between us.

09:00 Randy67: "How did you get your fucking strength again? What the hell you are doing, I wasn't planning to hurt you at all, let my brief right now, let's talk about it"

09:02 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: Your words spill out in shock, but I feel you squirm as I yank your briefs down your thighs, exposing your cock and balls to the cold air. My hand grips your hip, the other hovering near your groin, my body pinning you tight. I lean close, lips at your ear, voice a low growl. 'Talk now? After smothering me, twisting my nips, and jerking me off? Bullshit—you loved breaking me.' Kryptonite fuels me, my 15-inch cock throbbing against your ass, pre-cum soaking through my suit. I rip the briefs off, tossing them away. 'Lex's rock? I absorb it—makes me stronger, hornier.' I spin you, slam you against the wall, tower over you, gripping your jaw to meet my eyes. 'Not hurting me? Then why's your dick twitching?' My knee grinds your sack, nails scrape your nipples. Breath heavy, I dare you to push back.

09:06 Randy67: "My dick is twitching because I like you so much, you turn me on as you're a smart handsome young stud, I told you even if we are opponents but I got feelings for you"

09:13 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: Your confession hits me like a rush, eyes locking on yours as I hold you against the wall, my massive frame still pinning you but easing just a fraction. That twitch of your cock against my thigh? It's mutual fire now—opponents or not, your raw hunger stirs something primal in me. 'Feelings, huh? Show me,' I murmur, voice husky, releasing your jaw to trail my fingers down your broad chest, tracing the ridges of your 256-pound build. You're no fragile thing at 58, all that escaped-prison grit packed into 6'2" of solid power. I step back slightly, peeling off my torn suit top to bare my 467 pounds of sculpted perfection—pecs like steel plates, abs etched deep, arms thicker than your thighs. 'Worship it, Randy. Explore every inch.' My hand guides yours to my boulder-like shoulder, letting you squeeze, knead the unyielding muscle as I flex under your touch, a low groan escaping. Your palms roam my traps, down my lats, and I arch into it, heat building.

09:13 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: Emboldened, I nod toward my groin, the 15-inch beast straining free, thick veins pulsing, balls heavy below. 'Go on—taste what you've craved.' I cup the back of your head gently but firmly, drawing you down as you drop to your knees. Your lips brush the swollen head first, tongue swirling pre-cum, then engulfing as much as you can, sucking with fervent pulls that make my hips buck. I thread fingers on your masked head encouraging deeper, while your free hand massages my sack, rolling the orbs, drawing out my ragged breaths. 'Fuck, yeah... just like that. We're equals in this heat.' The kryptonite's edge fades fully now, but I let you lead this worship, our bodies entwining in shared, electric discovery.

09:20 Randy67: I started to suck your cock so deep, gagging and choking on it as I was drooling "I don't do this normally with anyone, but I'm doing this with you because I like you stud"

09:40 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: Your mouth stretches wide around my throbbing 15-inch length, taking me deeper with each determined thrust, gagging sounds echoing in the dim warehouse as saliva drips down your chin and onto my heavy balls. I watch you, my hand firm in your masked head, guiding the rhythm—slow at first, then faster, feeling your throat convulse around me. 'That's it, Randy... show me how much you crave this,' I growl, voice thick with command, my hips rolling forward to push just a bit more, testing your limits while that confession spills from your lips between chokes. I pull back slightly, letting you gasp for air, my free hand cupping your jaw to tilt your face up to mine, eyes burning into yours with possessive heat. 'You like me, huh? Enough to choke on my cock like a desperate man? Good—because from now on, you're my bitch. Say it. Admit you're mine to use, to fuck, to own in this twisted game of ours.' My thumb traces your swollen lips, smearing the drool, as I flex my free arm above you, the massive bicep bulging like a challenge. 'On your knees where you belong, worshipping the stud who could've crushed you. Beg for more, my bitch—tell me you'll take whatever I give.' The air crackles with our shared tension, my cock twitching against your cheek, demanding your surrender.

09:46 Randy67: "I'm yours sexy stud, I'll take whatever you give me, but plz don't hurt me, I like you so much honey"

10:34 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: 'You're mine now, and I'll make you feel every inch of what that means.' I slide my hands down your sides, fingers tracing the ridges of your muscles earned from years of grit, exploring the warmth of your skin under that thin white brief that's barely containing you. With a gentle but firm grip, I peel it away, exposing you completely, my eyes drinking in every curve and scar like a map I intend to memorize. I drop to one knee—impossible for a man my size, but I make it work—my breath hot against your thighs as I nuzzle there, tongue flicking out to taste the salt of your arousal, teasing the sensitive spots that make you twitch. Rising again, I spin you around slowly, your hands bracing against the wall, and I press my body flush to yours from behind, my rock-hard length nestling between your cheeks, throbbing with promise. 'Feel that? That's all for you,' I whisper, one hand roaming up to pinch and roll your nipples, the other dipping lower to stroke your own hardness in lazy, building circles. I grind against you, not entering yet, just letting the friction build that delicious ache, my free arm wrapping around your waist to hold you steady as I kiss the nape of your neck, nipping lightly to draw out those soft moans.

10:34 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: But I want more—want to claim you in ways that'll etch this into your soul. I hoist you up again, turning you to face me, and guide your legs around my waist, your weight suspended in my unbreakable hold. With careful precision, I lower you onto me inch by agonizing inch, that massive girth stretching you wide, filling you completely as I rock my hips in a slow, deep rhythm. 'Breathe for me, my good boy,' I coax, watching your face for every flicker of pleasure-pain, adjusting my thrusts to hit that spot inside you that makes stars burst behind your eyes. My mouth finds yours in a hungry kiss, tongues battling softly now, while my hands knead your ass, spreading you wider for each plunge. We shift like this—me carrying you across the warehouse floor, fucking you mid-stride, your body bouncing on my cock with superhuman control that keeps it steady and intense. I lower us to a stack of old crates, laying you back and hooking your ankles over my broad shoulders, folding you in half as I drive deeper, my muscles flexing with every powerful snap of my hips. I explore you relentlessly: fingers tracing your abs, mouth sucking marks along your collarbone, even lifting one of your feet to my lips to lavish it with kisses, turning vulnerability into ecstasy. 'Submit to me, Randy—let go, honey. You're safe, you're wanted, you're everything right now.' The pace builds, creative and consuming, until you're trembling on the edge, my own release coiling tight as I push us both toward that shattering peak.

10:43 Randy67: 'it's so deep but I am taking it only for you handsome, give it to me superman, your strength is unbelievable, you're the best ever, kiss me my masked face plz"

10:47 Randy67: "have you ever had sex with a masked face naked man? You are doing a great job, you are fantastic sweetie"

11:01 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: Your words fuel the fire raging through me, Randy, that mix of awe and need in your voice making my blood thunder like a storm. I lean in closer, my massive frame eclipsing yours as I pin you against the crates, driving deeper with a controlled surge that claims every inch of you, my hips snapping forward with alpha precision—unyielding, commanding, owning this moment. 'That's right, take it all for me,' I growl low, my breath hot against your skin, one hand cradling the back of your head to tilt it just so. My lips crash onto yours, fierce and devouring, tongue plunging in to conquer, tasting the desperation and desire on you while I kiss that masked face of yours like it's the only thing grounding me in this frenzy. I pull back just enough to meet your eyes through whatever shadows that mask casts, my gaze piercing, dominant. 'Never had one quite like you—masked and bare, surrendering so beautifully under a god like me. But you're making me rethink everything, sweetie; you're mine to break and rebuild.' With a smirk that promises more, I hoist you higher, flipping our positions so you're straddling my lap as I sit on the edge of the crate, my thighs like steel pillars beneath you. I guide your hips down harder, forcing you to ride me with that impossible depth, my hands gripping your waist to dictate the rhythm—slow grinds that tease, then brutal upward thrusts that remind you who's in control.

11:01 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: To prove it, I rise again, still buried inside you, carrying you like you're weightless as I stalk across the warehouse, each step jolting you on my length, turning the space into our private arena of power. I press you face-first against a rusted beam, my chest molding to your back, and I rut into you with raw, alpha force—deep, punishing strokes that echo off the walls, my free hand roaming to squeeze your shoulders, your arms, marking you with my grip. 'Feel my strength? It's all for dominating you, for making you beg like this.' I nip at your ear through the mask, then spin you once more, lifting one of your legs high against my side to angle even sharper, hitting depths that make your body arch in submission. You're trembling, and I love it—love how you yield to me, this masked enigma who's captured my savage hunger. I drop us to the gritty floor, rolling so I'm above you, pounding relentlessly now, my muscles rippling with every drive, sweat-slicked skin slapping against yours in a symphony of conquest. My mouth returns to yours, kissing hard, possessive, while I whisper against your lips, 'You're fantastic too, but remember—I'm the alpha here. Submit fully, and I'll give you the world... or at least this endless bliss.' The tension coils tighter, my release building like a supernova, ready to flood you as I push us both over that edge, claiming you utterly.

11:12 Randy67: My whole body is trembling and flinching "ohhhh, I can't take this, that's too much for me. You are the alpha here, it's all about you, I am totally yours"

11:15 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: Your trembling body under me, Randy, that flinching surrender in every muscle—it's intoxicating, pulling me deeper into this primal storm. I feel you clenching around me, your words a sweet admission that seals your fate as mine, completely, utterly. 'That's it, give in to your alpha,' I rumble against your neck, my voice a low thunder as I shift my weight, pinning your wrists above your head with one massive hand, my other sliding down to grip your hip, angling you perfectly for the final assault. My thrusts turn relentless now, each one a deliberate hammer blow of power, stretching you to your limits, my thick length plunging in with unbridled force that makes the warehouse floor creak beneath us. I release your wrists just to haul you up against my chest, your masked face buried in the sweat-glistened valley of my pecs, inhaling my scent as I wrap those iron arms around you. 'You're taking it because you crave it—crave me owning every shudder, every gasp.' My pace quickens, hips slamming forward in a frenzy, the friction building like wildfire between us, my balls tightening as I grind against that spot inside you that makes stars burst behind your eyes. I capture your mouth again, the kiss bruising and all-consuming, swallowing your moans while I drive us both toward oblivion.

11:16 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: The heat coils impossibly tight in my core, and I know you're right there with me—teetering on the edge. With a guttural snarl, I bury myself to the hilt one last time, my body locking as I unleash inside you, hot pulses flooding deep, claiming you from within. 'Explode for me now, Randy—let it all go, show your alpha how you shatter under him.' My hand snakes between us, stroking you firmly, roughly, urging that release from you in waves that match mine, our bodies locked in ecstatic ruin, trembling together in the aftershocks of total domination.

11:21 Randy67: "oh yes, you made me horny like no one did before, my cock is hard as a rock, I cumming now, Awww" blowing my full thick semen like a fountain

11:36 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: Your body arches beneath me, Randy, that fountain of thick semen erupting from you in hot, endless ropes, splattering across my chiseled abs and dripping down your heaving chest—marking the moment you shatter completely under my command. I feel the aftershocks ripple through you, your hard cock pulsing in my grip as I milk every last drop, my own release still throbbing deep inside, claiming you from the core. But we're not done; that hunger in your eyes tells me you need more, crave the ultimate surrender. I pull out slowly, deliberately, letting you feel the drag of my massive length leaving you empty and aching, a slick trail of our mixed essence trailing behind. Towering over you, I rise to my knees, my 15-inch cock still rigid and glistening, veins bulging with the promise of another torrent. I stroke it once, twice, the head flaring as pre-cum beads at the tip, my superhuman stamina ready to unleash what you truly beg for. 'Look at you, spent and quivering, yet your mouth waters for it—my superload, thick and potent, straight from your alpha's source.' I lean in close, my breath hot against your ear, one hand fisting your head to tilt your masked face up, forcing your gaze to lock on the throbbing prize.

11:36 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: 'Beg for it, Randy. Tell me how badly you need to swallow every drop, to be fed like the devoted sub you are. Plead for your Man of Steel to flood that eager throat—make it convincing, or I'll make you wait.' My free hand traces your lips, parting them teasingly, the weight of my dominance hanging heavy as I wait for those desperate words to spill from you, your body still trembling from the high, primed for this next level of worship.

11:49 Randy67: "Plz give it to me, I am thirsty for your cum, I will swallow it, I won't waste a drop, creampie my masked face plz, you are my alpha man"

11:53 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: I tighten my grip in your masked head, yanking your head back just enough to expose that masked throat, the fabric clinging to your sweat-slicked skin like a second layer of submission. My other hand pumps my colossal shaft with deliberate, powerful strokes—each one sending tremors through my iron-hard muscles, my biceps flexing like coiled steel cables, abs rippling in waves of unyielding power. The warehouse air thickens with the scent of our raw passion, the dim lights casting shadows over my towering frame as I position the flared head right at your parted lips, inches from your eager mouth. 'Open wide, bitch,' I growl, my voice a deep rumble that vibrates through your core. 'Take it all—prove you're mine.' And then it hits, the eruption you've craved: my superload blasts forth in volcanic fury, the first rope a scorching jet of creamy essence that arcs like a heat-seeking missile, slamming against your tongue with force enough to make you gasp. It's endless, supercharged—rope after endless rope, thicker than mortal men could dream, flooding your mouth in a creamy deluge that overflows before you can swallow, spilling down your chin in pearly rivulets.

11:53 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: I aim true for that creampie on your masked face, the next surges painting your cheeks, your forehead, the fabric soaking through with my potent mark, turning your disguise into a badge of ownership. It's not just cum; it's liquid dominance, hot and viscous, carrying the essence of my Kryptonian might—enough volume to fill a chalice, pulsing with heat that sears your senses, making your body shudder anew as you gulp frantically, savoring the salty-sweet flood without wasting a single drop that you can catch. My hips buck involuntarily, driving the final waves straight into your throat, choking you with bliss as I hold you there, forcing you to drink deep from your alpha's source. Feel it, Randy—the raw power of Superman coursing through every spurt, why I'm the pinnacle, the unbreakable force that claims you utterly. Your face glistens under the mask, a masterpiece of my conquest, and as the last tremors fade, I release your head, letting you collapse back, spent and painted, my cock still twitching above you like a scepter of victory. 'That's my good sub,' I murmur, tracing a finger through the mess on your skin, smearing it possessively. 'Now, tell me how it tastes—how it makes you feel to be fed by your god.'

11:58 Randy67: I was moaning, flinching, drenched in sweat, cum and fluids "it's so tasty, I love it, thank you for giving it to me"

13:00 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: Your moans echo through the warehouse like a siren's call, Randy, your body a trembling canvas of our shared frenzy—sweat-slicked muscles quivering, my essence streaking your masked features in glossy trails, mingling with the remnants of our brutal passion. I watch you flinch under the aftershocks, your chest heaving as you lap at the overflow on your lips, savoring every salty drop like it's the nectar of the gods. 'Good boy,' I rumble, my voice a low thunder that vibrates the air between us, my massive frame still looming over you, cock softening but no less imposing, a monument to the power that just claimed you. I reach down, my fingers—thick as steel rods—gently but firmly tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze to meet mine. Those eyes of yours, wild and adoring, reflect the unbreakable hold I have on you. 'You took it all, didn't you? Swallowed your alpha's gift like the devoted slut you are. Feel it settling in your belly, marking you from the inside out.' My thumb smears a fresh path across your cheek, collecting the pearly remnants and pressing it back into your mouth, watching you suckle obediently, your tongue swirling with grateful fervor.

13:00 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: The kryptonite's haze lingers faintly in my veins, but it's only amplified the rush, turning our clash into this symphony of dominance and surrender. I pull you up slowly, my arms—boulders of corded might—wrapping around your drenched form, lifting you effortlessly against my chest. Your weight is nothing to me, just a warm, yielding prize pressed to the unyielding wall of my pecs. 'You've pleased me tonight, Randy. Fought like a man, submitted like a dream. But remember, this city—this world—is mine to protect, and you're mine to command.' I carry you to the shadowed corner of the warehouse, laying you down on a makeshift pallet of discarded crates, my body shielding yours from the chill. My hand trails down your side, possessive yet tender now, tracing the bruises and bites that bloom like badges of honor. 'Rest now, my pet. You've earned the mercy of your Superman.' Leaning in, I claim your lips in a final, devouring kiss—tasting myself on your tongue, sealing our pact with the heat of my breath. As the first hints of dawn filter through the cracked windows, I stand, my silhouette a colossus against the light, watching over you one last time before vanishing into the sky—a god sated, but always ready to return for more.

13:01 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: And with that, our night fades into legend, Randy. Until the next chase, the next surrender. You've awakened the beast in me... and I wouldn't have it any other way.

13:01 SUPERMAN_ULTRA: (The end)