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The following story is the fifth chapter of a fantasy story involving the Man of Steel. It involves oral sex performed by the Superhero upon males on Earth. The acts of fellatio by Superman are not voluntary. If this subject matter offends, then stop reading this post now. Superman and some characters are trademarks of and copyright DC Comics. Suck Slave Superman (Ch.5) (MMMMM/M, Oral, Anal, NC, Celeb) While Lex Luthor's new whore was trying to deal with the what it would be like to live in complete subjugation, the males who conquered Superman were swiftly implementing their plans to sell the cocksucking services of the new suckslave. "General Azikiwe, my old friend. How are you?" asked Luthor as Collin, Wu, Lois and Gunnar listened intently. "Yes," everything is arranged for tomorrow night at 10:00 PM. Yes, my associate Tony is already in Lagos. He will make sure that the merchandize is delivered to you on time. Yes, yes, yes, the merchandize is real. This is not a joke. I see that you have already wired the funds into my account. Thank you my friend. I know that you will enjoy yourself tomorrow night. I do have one favor to ask of you --- please make sure that he swallows! I thought you would say that. Enjoy yourself. Goodbye" said Luthor as hung up the phone. "Well, everything is set for tomorrow. Once again Gunnar, I cannot thank you enough. I just wish I had been there to see it. Oh, don't worry about tuition. Your junior and senior years in college have already been paid for. It's the least I could do," said the smiling criminal as he shook the young Swede's hand. "You definitely have a future with our organization." "Thank you, thank you all," Luthor said as he took Lois' arm walked out of his office towards a side office that held a queen sized bed. "It's time to celebrate. See you tomorrow boys!" said Luthor as he quietly shut the door. At 4:55 PM, Metroplis time, (9:55 PM, Lagos time) a red and blue clad figure streaked out of Clark Kent's apartment and flew across the Atlantic Ocean at an incredible rate of speed. Three minutes later the most powerful male on the planet landed quietly at the rear entrance to the main house of a massive estate outside of Lagos, Nigeria. A moment later the door opened and a grinning 22-year old Hispanic American male emerged. "Well, well, well. She's right on time. That's a very good business habit for a whore to have," said Luthor's smiling associate, Tony as he looked at Superman fully clad in his red and blue outfit. "These better do a really good job tonight, sweetheart," mocked the man who had stolen the Man of Steel's virginity, as he stuck his fingers into Superman's mouth and felt his lips. Mr. Luthor promised your date for tonight, that you'd suck dick really good. You will suck dick really well tonight, won't you cunt," asked Tony as he contemptuously stared into Superman's eyes. "I said "won't you, cunt" repeated Tony. "Yes," came the soft reply from the Man of Steel. "Good girl," chuckled Tony as he gestured towards the open door. "Come on in and meet your first customer. But first put on this lead embedded blindfold. We want this to be a surprise." Ten minutes later the now solemn 22 year old male and the blindfolded Man of Steel reached a large, mahogany paneled door in front of a room inside the center of the mansion. Two armed soldiers of the Nigerian Army opened the door and allowed Luthor's henchman and the blindfolded superhero to enter. A few second later Superman felt a downward pressure on his shoulder's and heard Tony whisper "On your knees, faggot." Within moments the Kryptonian hunk was on his knees. The words "We meet again, Superman. Welcome to Nigeria," penetrated Superman's ears as the leaded blindfold was removed and the seated form of General Azikiwe filled his eyes. "How natural you look down there," said Azikiwe. "I think that I am going to enjoy this," he said as he gestured towards one of his guards. A loud report suddenly filled the room as one of Azikiwe's guards fired a pistol point blank into the back of Superman' head. The bullet disintegrated when it came into contact with the impenetrable skin of the Man of Steel. "What the fuck are you doing?" yelled the startled Luthor's 22 year old Hispanic henchman as he jumped in panic. "Just testing. Just testing," laughed the General as he saw the results of his test. "Although Lex has always been up front and honest with me, I have to admit that when he told me the truth about Superman, I just couldn't quite believe it. I just had to have proof that this homosexual you brought us tonight is really the Man of Steel. I apologize to you Tony and to Lex for doubting his word. Please forgive me. Now, let me enjoy myself with this beautiful trollop. "Lieutenant, take Mr. Luthor's associate to the lounge and pour him a drink. I want to be alone with this whore," Azikiwe ordered. Moments later Azikiwe was alone with his hated, kneeling foe. "This is truly a remarkable occasion, Superman," Azikiwe observed as he stared at the Kryptonian hunk. "You have made quite a fascinating transition, from superhero to a common street whore. If I had known that you loved men so much, we might have reached an accommodation. Instead of disrupting my oil business dealings, you could have devoted your time blowing my troops. Let's start all over again, shall we?" said the 45 year old general, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "And since I am such a nice and generous man, I will make the first gesture," continued Azikiwe as he pressed a button on the arm of his chair. "Here are some of my finest troops," noted Azikiwe as a side door opened and nine elite Nigerian soldiers marched into the room, forming a line between their seated commander and the kneeling Man of Steel. "They're all yours! Enjoy yourself. "Soldiers, do your duty!" While the blackmailed and outwitted superhero had surrendered control of his life to Lex Luthor and his henchmen, his inner self still reacted with abhorrence with what he knew he was about to do. But as the grinning troops broke rank and moved towards the kneeling male, Superman knew that he was powerless to resist any of their demands. Within seconds Superman was surrounded by a wall of prime Nigerian troops. Every place the kneeling Man of Steel looked brought the same terrible image to his eyes --- crotches, muscular legs, and lower torsos all covered in dark green camouflage material. When he raised his eyes he found himself staring into dark, lust-filled, smiling faces. "Okay men, strip the white bitch," barked General Azikiwe.. Eighteen strong dark hands immediately began pulling Superman's shirt over his head, yanking his boots off and tossing his cape aside. Once this partial disrobing of the Man of Steel had been accomplished the booted foot of the soldier in front of the unresisting superhero was placed in the middle of Superman's magnificently sculptured chest. "On your back, bitch" penetrated Superman's ears as he allowed himself to be forced backwards onto the floor in the middle of the laughing black troops. "Excellent, Bombata!" said Azikiwe. "She likes a take charge man!" The moment the Man of Steel landed on his back Azikiwe's troops dragged his shorts and tights down his powerful legs and hurled them to the side of the room. As the amused Nigerian troops looked at the male they were about to ravish, they were struck by staggering power that the nude body beneath them exuded with its strong thighs, washboard abdomen and powerful well-formed chest. It was obvious to each of them, that their victim had the capacity to easily annihilate them. But since he either refused or was incapable of defending himself, they were determined to dethrone this white god and bend his will to theirs. "Soldiers, let's show this white whore what real men look like!" snapped the grinning General as he began to understand the depths to which Luthor had taken Superman. As the prostrate Superman watched his Nigerian tormentors begin to strip, he was hit by waves of revulsion and despair. Revulsion because he knew what acts of sexual depravity he was about to perform, and despair because he knew that once he got a look at their penises he would do anything to be allowed to suck them. "Hey, commander. She's getting a hardon. Look!" shouted one of the naked soldiers as he pointed at Superman's rising phallus. The chemically altered pleasured centers of the Kryptonian stud were now taking over. As the stripped Man of Steel's phallus began to rise, Superman felt himself begin to eye the 9 slabs of prime Nigerian meat that surrounded him. Although Superman wanted to close his eyes and flee, his body would not let him. With every second that his eyes fixed on the dark penises more of the will to resist vanished. When several of the troops began to stroke their cocks, Superman simply surrendered. General Azikiwe watched in amazement as the hardon sprouting Man of Steel slowly rose off of his back and resumed a kneeling position in front of one of his soldiers. " Corporal Nwokorie, offer him your dick. See what he does." Azikiwe said to the erect male before whom Superman knelt. The General was astonished to see Superman's mouth open the moment that the 28 year old soldier placed the blunt tip of his hard black cock against Superman's lips. He was overjoyed as he watched the kneeling son of Krypton thrust his head forward and envelope Kaduna's erection. "Get him over to that bed, now" barked the General as he pointed to a large bed just off to the left. The fellating superhero groaned with acute disappointment as Corporal Nwokorie's rigid ebony shaft was abruptly pulled out of his semen seeking throat. "Up, up, faggot," snapped the sneering Nwokorie. "I'll let you suck on it soon enough," laughed the battle hardened soldier as he lewdly waved his spit polished dick at the despairing Man of Steel. "Get over onto that bed. Now! And I will let you suck on this again," Nwokorie continued as the rest of the troops hauled the formidable Man of Steel to his feet and shoved him towards the bed. "Get up on the bed, whore" ordered Nwokorie as he swiftly moved to the far side of the bed and watched the submissive Kryptonian stud start to climb onto the bed. "No, no, no, you stupid bitch," yelled Nwokorie. "Get down on your hands and knees!" "Very good," said the smiling veteran as he began to once again stroke his turgid black shaft. Crawl over here to the edge, dog and get your bone." "Excellent, Nwokorie," General Azikiwe said as he watched the alabaster superhunk crawl meekly towards Nwokorie's ebony obelisk. "Lieutenant Bombata, you know what to do!" While Corporal Nwokorie slowly and deliberately reinserted his engorged sex organ into the cum-addicted Superman's ravenous mouth, the 32 year old Lieutenant Bombata stepped immediately behind of the dick nursing Man of Steel. Of the many males and females he had sodomized over the past 14 years, he had never seen an ass that even approached magnificence of the creamy white buttocks that lay inches from his erect penis. It was absolutely without blemish --- two perfect orbs of firm, sculptured, male ass. "To take this ass was not a once in a lifetime opportunity; this is a once in a millennium opportunity," thought Bombata as he closed the distance between the head of his dark missile and the dick slurping Man of Steel's extraordinary ass. The sensations emanating from the nerve packed head of his proud Nigerian phallus were incredible as the lust-driven Lieutenant's stud missile slide in between the perfect Kryptonian ass orbs. Seconds later Bombata's dickhead signaled him that contact had been made. "One good shove and this cherry is busted," thought Bombata as he thrust his loins forward. A loud "Yeow!!!!" startled everyone in the room as Bombata's hard dick failed to penetrate Superman's sphincter. "His asshole is made of steel," howled the frustrated soldier as he examined his now tender cockhead. "I can't get inside." "Hmmmmmm," said the disappointed General as he started at the virginal Kryptonian ass the he wanted to have violated. "I guess Luthor hasn't taught the bitch how to fuck. Let's see what we can do to change that." For the next thirty minutes General Azikiwe and six of soldiers tried various ways to penetrate the upturned buttocks of the Man of Steel while Corporal Nwokorie and two others fed Superman hot, African dick. A few minutes after Lieutenant Bombata's aborted effort to penetrate Superman's ass, Corporal Nwokorie's body was racked with spasms of ecstasy as his black bazooka began firing cumwads into the mouth of the Man of Steel. As soon as the semen-enriched goo hit his taste buds, the cock slobbering hero to millions increased his suction on the Nigerian shaft and began swallowing the thick African ball juice. Nwokorie had never experienced anything like this in his life. It was with great reluctance that he pulled his dick out of Superman's still sucking mouth. "Sergeant Agalaba," called the spent Nigerian stud, "Please take over!" A few seconds later, Superman's pleasure centers erupted in joy as his field of vision was taken up by an advancing column of hard Nigerian dick. Like a silo receiving its missile, Superman's mouth opened eagerly and admitted Sergeant Agalaba's stiff meat. The seven males struggling to penetrate Superman's seemingly inviolable rectum were frustrated beyond belief. Fingers, a lubricated dildo, pistol barrels, a lit candle, screwdrivers, and even a hat pin had failed to gain entry to Superman's nether region. (The only male to ever penetrate Superman's sacred ass was Luthor's friend Mike who had quietly snuck up behind the kneeling Superman as he was fellating Luthor, gently inserted his finger past the rosebud between Superman's cheeks, wormed his finger upward until he found Superman's prostate, and then pressed against it to trigger the Man of Steel's first orgasm at the same moment that Luthor ejaculated into Superman's mouth. The only reason that Mike had been able to penetrate the normally impenetrable Kryptonian sphincter was because of the red and green Kryptonite dust that Superman had been forced to inhale. Had it not been for the debilitating effect of the Kryptonite, Mike's mission would have failed. It wasn't until after Sergeant Agalaba had smashed his dark curly pubes against Superman's flawless white facial cheeks, and begun ejaculating his copious load of jism into the Man of Steel's throat, that the frustrated General Azikiwe came up with a possible solution to his problem. "Corporal Nwokorie! Go to my room on the fourth floor. Open the cabinet on the left. You will find a small lead box, about the size of a bar of soap. Bring it here. Oh yes, bring a hammer too. I think that I may know how to open this faggot's backdoor." snapped Azikiwe. "Did that taste good, bitch?" Sergeant Agalaba asked the panting Man of Steel as he squeezed the last drop off semen onto Superman's proffered tongue. "Yes," whispered the heartthrob of millions of women as he stared hungrily as Agalaba's softening shaft. "Have some more, faggot," laughed Agalaba as he stepped aside to allow Lieutenant Oshodi to take his place. "Not so fast, you white bitch," spat Oshodi as Superman's mouth moved to engulf his penis. "If you want this cock, then you must beg for it, with your tongue. Lick the head of my cock, Superman. Let me and my friends here see how much you need it. If you please me, I may let you suck on it, but first you must honor my cock with your tongue. Lick it, bitch!" Oshodi ordered, hopeful that it would give Corporal Nwokorie time to find the General's lead box. Lt. Oshodi continued to tantalize the cock starved Man of Steel until Nwokorie returned holding a small leaden box. Although his "lick my dick" game with the vanquished Kryptonian male only lasted for ten minutes, to the superhuman semen junkie, it seemed like an eternity. Spying Corporal Nwokorie with the small lead box and a hammer, General Azikiwe left the room, took the box from Nwokorie, ordered him to retrieve the anal lube from his comrades, knelt on the floor, spilled the contents of the box onto the floor, picked up the hammer, and began to pound the contents into powder. When Nwokorie returned with the anal lube, his smiling commander was holding up a palm full of green grit. "Years ago Lex Luthor gave me this small sample of Green Kryptonite in case I was ever in danger of being captured by Superman. While this amount probably wouldn't have killed Superman, Lex believed that it would have weakened him sufficiently to allow be to escape. This may be exactly what we need to get Lieutenant Bombata's penis past Superman's sphinctorian guard. Here, hand me that ass cream, Azikiwe ordered. "Lt. Oshodi, is our white whore still sucking your dick?" asked the General as he re-entered the room. "Yes, sir! She is sucking it like the women who hang around outside of our barracks," proclaimed Oshodi as he lurched forwards, abruptly ending Superman's dick licking ordeal. A groan of deep satisfaction came from the dick pieced Man of Steel as Oshodi's penis wedged itself in Superman's throat. "Good," said Azikiwe. "Lieutenant Bombata, get over here!" "Take this and smear it on your dick," Azikiwe said as he handed Bombata a small saucer filled with a light green creamy substance. I believe that this is the key to Superman's ass. Smear this on that babymaker of yours and get that bitch pregnant," Azikiwe ordered as he handed the saucer to Bombata and slapped him good naturedly on the back. Two minutes later the firm head of Bombata's slick Nigerian cock had slipped in between Superman's spectacular ass, and was once again knocking on his back door. With his throat filled by Oshodi's thick, hard shaft, and his face buried in Oshodi's dense, dark pubes, the mind-fucked Man of Steel was only semi-aware of the battle that was waging behind him. For while his sphincter had easily thwarted every prior attempt to penetrate it that earlier that evening, it was not doing so well against Bombata's shaft this time. Chastened by his painful first failure to invade superman's virginal ass with one thrust, the horny Nigerian Lieutenant switched to a strategy of applying a slow steady pressure. Sure enough as the hot tip of the Nigerian's firm cock pushed against Superman's sphincter, the radiation from the dust sized particles of Green Kryptonite began to weaken it. An expression of pure joy swept across Bombata's face as the sensitive nerve endings on the head of his cock flashed back the first signs of anal penetration. Soon a third of Bombata's bullet shaped cockhead was through Superman's hitherto invincible sphincter. Then two-thirds of the cockhead pieced the barrier to Superman's manpussy. A little more pressure and the entire head of the sweating Lieutenant's dark penis was firmly inside of the gleaming white ass of the Man of Steel. The pleasure that surged through Bombata's body was indescribable. As the wide corona of the lust drive soldier's organ entered Superman's hot, dank hole, the still resisting Kryptonian sphincter closed around the shaft below. The sensations coming from his cock were incredible as Superman's asspussy continually fought to close. Had it not been for the green Kryptonite tinged anal lube, Bombata's dick would have been amputated by Superman's powerful ass ring. Having gotten the head inside, Lieutenant Bombata signalled success to his commander. "Great," laughed Azikiwe as he clapped his hands together. "You have lived up to your name! (Bombata means "He who conquers') "Now, fuck her!" "Yes sir," answered the beaming Nigerian veteran as he saluted his commander while continuing to invade the Man of Steel with his cock. Bent over with his face impaled on Lt. Oshodi's turgid organ, the nerve endings surrounding Superman's hole started flashing warning signals to his brain. While his conscious brain registered severe panic and alarm, the cum-addicted pleasure centers which still exercised total control over the Man of Steel, focused all attention on the long military dick sliding in and out of Superman's mouth. The Man of Steel remained on all fours, with one thick, hair enshrouded cock buried in his throat, and a second ebony spear invading the last virginal region of his awesome body. It wasn't much longer until Lt. Bombata's obsidian shaft was completely buried inside of Superman's magnificent ass. Cheers and hoots of approval erupted from the Lieutenant's comrades as they proudly pointed to Bombata's curly, dark forest of cockhair starkly contrasted against the bright white skin of the buttocks of the now deflowered Man of Steel. Bombata just stood their, his hands clamped on Superman's hips, staring down on the cock-stabbed Kryptonian ass, while savoring his victory over the white superhero. The heat from Superman's violated ass coupled with the intensely erotic feelings coming from Bombata's conquering cock were incredible. While Bombata was enjoying his moment of triumph over the last virginal outpost of the Man of Steel as chorus of "Fuck the bitch, fuck the bitch, fuck the bitch," thundered through the room as the Lieutenant's colleagues urged him to begin the final steps in taking Superman's ass. And fuck he did! Firmly holding onto Superman's hips, the horny soldier began to fuck the Man of Steel. Well practiced in the art of sodomy, Bombata took up a rhythm of long, slow, deep penetrations of Superman's ass. His slick, dark column of prime Nigerian meat pistoned in and out, ravaging Superman's ass and elating proud Lieutenant as Superman's still resisting sphincter kept a very tight pressure on his invading dick. As the Nigerian ass-buster relentlessly fucked the still sucking Man of Steel up the ass, Superman's pleasure centers began to react with delight as Lieutenant Bombata's armored column pressed against the heterosexual Kryptonian stud's prostate. Waves of new pleasures washed over the boner sprouting, cock slobbering Man of Steel as his body once again was the beneficiary of a prostate massage. Overwhelmed from a dual assault of oral and anal joy, the Superman's pleasure centers ran amok. Deep groans of joy came out of the double dicked Man of Steel. His sucking on Lt. Oshodi's turgid organ increased, and the lower part of Superman's body began to move to enhance the new joy produced by the firm military cock that was fucking his ass. Bombata and Oshodi felt, and General Azikiwe observed, these physical changes in the dicked at both ends superhero. "Fuck that bitch, fuck her!" yelled Azikiwe as he watched men's long armored columns invade his enemy's most sacred regions. " Give it to her!" Two minutes later the Man of Steel, idol and heartthrob of millions, sank to the lowest depths of degradation as the two Nigerian studs reached their climax. The first to go over the edge was Lieutenant Oshodi. Unable to hold back any longer, the hot young military hunk yelled incoherently and began ejaculating loads of warm, thick, gooey, white fucksauce into Superman's mouth and gullet. "I'm coming you fucking whore!" yelled the jubilant Oshodi as his dick poured its sperm rich soup down Superman's greedily swallowing throat. His orgasm was so powerful that he found himself clenching Superman's ears in order to maintain his balance as he fed the Krytonian cum addict. The sight delighted the beaming General. Near the end of Oshodi's cum shooting orgasm, Lieutenant Bombata finally gave in to pure pleasure and began to fire volley after volley of his hot man juice deep inside of Superman' s totally defiled ass. "You lost it all, bitch! You lost it all, you faggot whore!" howled Bombata with triumph as he continued to jettison his ball juice into the totally disgraced Man of Steel. With his taste buds signaling the presence of semen, and his prostate battered by a hard penile probe, Superman's body spasmed from the greatest orgasm of his life. Long streams of dense, white Krytonian man syrup fired out of his painfully erect cock onto the bed below. His entire body shuddered and shook as he ejaculated copious amounts of sperm laden ball sauce. The waves of ecstasy were so intense that the ejaculating superstud collapsed in a heap on the semen covered bed, his formidable phallus continuing to spew his man juice as he fell. This was the mother of all orgasms. The collapse of the spent superstud caught both Oshodi and Bombata by surprise. Oshodi's now softening dick was wrenched out of Superman's still sucking mouth, while Bombata lost his balance and fell forward on top of the exhausted Man of Steel. For several minutes Bombata just lay on top of the vanquished Superman, enjoying his triumph while his superhero deflowering phallus returned to detumescence. He finally withdrew his soft cock from Superman's well fucked hole; rolled off the ruined Man of Steel; patted the firm Kryptonian rear; and loudly proclaimed "Damn this bitch can fuck!" as he walked away from his conquest in triumph. "Uh, Lieutenant Bombata," interrupted General Azikiwe as the happy soldier began to walk away. "Aren't we forgetting something?" he asked pointing toward the bed. "Oh, yes!" Bombata laughed as he returned to the bed, grabbed a handful of Superman's hair, and shoved the Kryptonian stud's face into his own pool of cooling Kryptonian jism. "Lap it up cunt!" the Lieutenant ordered as he pushed Superman's face into the gooey mess. Even though he was totally drained, the pleasure centers of Superman's brain would not let this opportunity pass. Bombata's orders were obeyed. There were still five of Azikiwe's crack troops who were building up cum loads for the Man of Steel, and when they saw him finish slurping up his own semen, they swiftly attacked. Captain Iwenofu, a 26 year old sniper under Azikiwe's command was closest to the exposed ass of the spent son of Krypton. "Matazu, Shobanjo, Olowu, Igbokwe," he called to his other comrades in arms anxious to plunder the mouth and ass of the spent superhuman male. "Help me flip this bitch on her back," Iwenofu continued as he grasped Superman's upturned feet and began to turn the drained and defenseless Man of Steel onto his back. In an instant the extraordinary specimen of Kryptonian maleness was lying on his back, utterly incapable of preventing the indignities that the five rigid Nigerian phalluses were about to inflict. "To the edge of the bed. Drag her to the edge of the bed," snapped Iwenofu as he pulled Superman backwards. "Igbokwe, get ready to give the whore something to suck on," suggested the grinning captain as he positioned the exposed white buttocks for another invasion by a Nigerian armored column. "Don't block her view, Igbokwe. She needs to see herself getting fucked. Prop her head up with that blanket. Olowu! Matazu, hold the cunt's legs for me" the lust-filled captain said as he watched his two fellow soldiers each grab a well muscled Kruptonian leg and hoist it upwards and apart. The eyes of the hapless Man of Steel transmitted a terrifying scene to his inner heterosexual self. With his head propped up he was gazing downwards across his naked torso, past his now detumescent cock, at his own powerful legs which were now splayed obscenely apart while held up in the air by two harden sprouting Nigerian soldiers. Framed by this humiliating "V" was the grinning form of Captain Iwenofu, slowly stroking his cock. "My women like it when I fuck them lying on their backs," Iwenofu said contemptuously as he locked eyes with a mortified, but unresisting, Superman. "Corporal Nwokorie, please bring my lovely girlfriend some lotion. Her twat's a little dry tonight. I don't want my big dick to irritate her when I fuck her." Thirty seconds later Captain Iwenofu was slicking his stiff, black love muscle with the Kryptonite tinged anal lube. "My, my, my, your pussy looks a little dry, Superman, let me moisten it up for you," said Iwenofu as he applied a large dollop of the anal lube directly to Superman's exposed rosebud. "There, that should help," he observed as he worked the poten substance into the fiercely resisting hole. After strenuously massaging the green ointment against Superman's sphincter, the battle hardened officer placed the tip of his hot erection smack in the middle of Superman's bull's eye. The next moment would tell if his strategy would work. As the captive Man of Steel watched between his humiliatingly spread legs, Superman saw the black hair flecked lower abdomen of his would be rapist suddenly thrust forward. A fraction of a second later the Man of Steel felt and saw the long Nigerian male cylinder penetrate his anal defenses and completely bury itself in his ass. Only the collision of Iwenofu's pubic bone with Superman's muscular ass cheeks stopped the hard African cock from penetrating deeper. The pre-fuck application of the green Kryptonite lube had worked. By the time Iwenofu's cached rammed against Superman's rosebud, the softened up defenses had collapsed. "Good job, Captain," shouted the beaming General. "An excellent display of initiative! Now let her feel how well you fuck!" For the second time in his life the spread legged Man of Steel felt a proud, turgid male organ begin to piston in and out of his no longer virginal ass. Superman's indescribably humiliating feelings of shame were compounded by the fact that he was forced to watch each degrading thrust of his own rape by Iwenofu. "Now Igbokwe," said Iwenofu to his comrade who had propped up Superman's head and was now squatting next to it. "Give the lady something to suck!" A few seconds later Corporal Igbokwe's own stiff armored column invaded Superman's mouth. When Superman's ultra sensitive taste buds flashed the "cock in mouth" signal to his cum-addicted pleasure centers, the Man of Steel began to nurse and slobber on Corporal Igbokwe's babymaker. Superman simply had no alternative. It was as if Luthor had successfully placed a collaborator in the very command center of Superman's defenses. No matter how loathsome and vile Superman's heterosexual psyche knew cocksucking was, once a dick was shoved into Superman's mouth all his defenses collapsed --- he had to suck it until ejaculation. He had no other choice. General Azikiwe could not contain his joy as he watched his soldiers debase and defile the superhero who had given him so much grief. The sight of the naked Man of Steel, on his back, sucking frantically on a dick, with his legs spread aloft, while Captain Iwenofu fucked Superman's ass pussy like he fucked a Lagos street whore, was worth every dollar he had paid Luthor, Azikiwe concluded as he watched the continuing gang rape of Superman. Of course he had paid Luthor $350,000 for a blow job by the Man of Steel. His gang rape and ass fucking of the vanquished Kryptonian hunk was a gross violation of his deal with Luthor, but at this point he just didn't care. He would wire Luthor an additional million and a half dollars, thought Azikiwe. That should compensate him for any damage to his whore. It wasn't too long before Captain Iwenofu's body began to buck and shake as his manmeat began to spew its large load of sperm loaded cum deep into the bowls of the buttfucked Man of Steel. The dismay of seeing the now familiar spasms of a rutting male ejaculating was compounded ten-fold as Superman felt the soldier's man juice fire deep inside of his violated and plundered ass. The deep shame and hopelessness Superman felt was jarringly replaced by delight as his Kryptonian taste buds were suddenly inundated by a flood of rich, gooey semen from Corporal Igbokwe's cum firing penis. General Azikiwe could only look on in continued amazement as he watched the dick bayoneted Superhero enthusiastically guzzle down Igbokwe's load. And so the gangbang continued for the next hour as Sergeant Matazu, Lieutenant Shobanjo, and Corporal Olowu got their chance to pillage and plunder the body of their conquered foe. Sergeant Matazu and Corporal Olowu demanded head. Matazu sat on Superman's mighty chest while Superman blew him. "I like looking cocksuckers right in the eye while they blow me" Matazu told the General. "It let's them know who's in charge." Corporal Olowu took the classic approach -- the alabaster Man of Steel, on his knees groveling, his strong, handsome white face pierced by a rigid, black Nigerian fuckstick jutting majestically from the dark, thick, pubes of a victorious warrior. The scene was a metaphor for Luthor's victory over Superman --- a vanquished, conquered, subjugated heterosexual supermale being used as a sexual plaything for the amusement and gratification of a dominant male. The sight drew tears of joy from the General. After watching Olowu dump his fuckjuice into Superman's mouth, Lt. Shobanjo decided to emulate Captain Iwenofu and take the Man of Steel's ass. He use a slightly different approach, ordering Superman to stand on his left leg on the side of the bed while supporting himself bent over with his right foot placed on the edge of the bed. This allowed Shobanjo to pound his dick in and out of Superman's manpussy while the hapless Kryptonian stud jerked off in cadence with Shobanjo's fucking. It was only after the Man of Steel gave up his second load of mancum that Lieutenant Shobanjo let loose and jettisoned the night's third load of cum into the bunghole of Luthor's new whore. As Superman felt Shobanjo's dick finally withdraw from his cock ravaged ass, he thought that his night of horror was finally at an end. That was until he heard the voice of General Azikiwe say, "Wait up men. We have one more task!" Azikiwe's men were startled to see their 45 year old commander strip off his uniform, climb onto the bed, and lay down. "Lieutenant Bombata! Front and center!" barked the muscular General. "Dip your fingers into the last load of cum that the whore spilled on the bed. Now, take the cum and smear it on my asshole. Don't ask any questions, just do it. Make sure that you get some of it inside my ass too. Don't worry about it, I am ordering you to do it. Good," said Azikiwe as he felt the finger of his surprised Lieutenant enter his never before penetrated ass. "Now, get that flying bitch over here and stick her face right in between the crack. Hurry! I don't want to change my mind! Excellent job Bombata," exclaimed Azikiwe as he felt Superman's nose and lips make contact with his semen slicked sphincter. "Eat me you fucking faggot!" shouted Azikiwe at the ass engulfed Man of Steel. The instant revulsion that swept over Superman when his face was wedged into Azikiwe's butt was immediately overridden by the irresistible need to swallow the cum, Superman's own semen, detected by Superman traitorous pleasure center. His body's betrayal was complete when Superman's tongue emerged from his mouth and began to perform analingus on his detested enemy. It was as if his mouth and tongue had taken on a life of their own. Superman found himself voluntarily burying his face deeper in between the hair covered ass cheeks of Luthor's associate in international crime. Superman's powerful tongue frantically sought out and lapped every trace of semen it could find. To the utter amazement of the General's men, Superman carefully and lovingly parted General Azikiwe's ass cheeks and fed hungrily on the butthole of their leader. The cum seeking tongue of the Kyptonian hunk relentlessly ate Superman's own cum from Azikiwe ass, and plunged past the General's sphincter barrier to find the semen that had been deposited there by Lieutenant Bombata's finger. The extraordinary pleasure Azikiwe felt when Superman's tongue entered his ass, increased further when the right hand of the ass eating Kryptonian stud reached under the General and began to stroke his dangling phallus. The General's penis quickly hardened, which only served to further stimulate the cum addicted Man of Steel as he tongued away nestled in between the cheeks of the General's dark ass. Superman continuing to eat ass and masturbate his Nigerian enemy until the nearly ejaculating General could hold back no longer. Swiftly flipping his body over and on the verge of orgasm, the 45 year old soldier pulled his well eaten bunghole away from the Man of Steel's lapping tongue, and replaced it with his full masted, Nigerian cockmeat. Superman immediate impaled himself on the General's penis and was instantly rewarded with a thick load of semen as the over stimulated officer lost control. Shouts of approval and hoots of derision poured out of the nine Nigerian soldiers as they watched Superman shamelessly and voraciously devour their commander's cumwad. This was male bonding at its finest. And while the soldiers looked on in pride and amusement, their smug commander just lay quietly on his back for the next five minutes calmly watching the defiled Man of Steel quietly nurse on his softening penis. "Okay, faggot, that's enough for you tonight," said the smirking General as he finally eased his thoroughly cleaned dick from Superman's mouth. "Luthor was right! You are one hot cocksucker," continued Azikiwe as he got off of the bed. "And a good fuck too!" he laughed as he patted Superman's left ass cheek. "Okay men, let's have a drink. It's time we returned this whore to Lex.