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"I, for one, do not want to see your boxers! It is a classless way to dress. I would wager to say that it reflects a lack of home training!", his deep blue eyes sparkled as he continued, " I feel sorry for any parent that has to deal with this embarrassment!"

Superman puffs out his chest with that last statement. His large pectorals spread outward, causing many of the women in the audience to swoon. The tight blue t-shirt barely covered the bulging muscles of the superhero.

In fact, you could even see his dollar-sized nipples poking seductively through the thin material. His impossibly large biceps threatened to burst the seams. Even his ten-pack abdominals were clearly defined, made more pronounced by the small waist.

Superman continued his tirade against "sagging", but honestly, the majority of the people in the stadium had stopped listening and found themselves lost in Superman"s incredibly good looks.

The SFRMS (The Society For The Return To Morals and Standards) had begun a widespread campaign against the "new school thugs", as they called them. To provide a role model for the campaign, they recruited the symbol of old-fashioned American ideals and the embodiment of purity and morality, Superman.

As the " Boy Scout" rattled on, he shifted on one leg, the thick muscled thighs quivered slightly as he flexed his quads. More than person swore that that they could make out what looked to be a fat tube nestled to the right of two hefty balls in the hero's jeans. Even his calves seemed to big to be contained by the old and worn work boots, which just seemed to add to his sexiness.

It wasn't until Superman said "Thank you and God bless America!" , flashing that dazzling smile with the most perfect set of pearly white teeth ever seen. Everything about this ultimate specimen of manhood was perfection, and Superman knew it and flaunted it, even though he didn't mean to. His overall modesty and humble nature made him all the more irresistible to women and men, alike.

In the midst of the crowd of screaming and applauding people, was two utterly unimpressed and infuriated young men. Both Jeremy and Adonis were seething at the demeaning comments of Superman. In truth, many of the sentiments were written for the impressionable young hero. He had even questioned some of the statements in the speech as being insulting and rude; however, the members of the SFRMS convinced Superman that was the best way to sway the crowd. They made it seem as though any hurt feelings were for the ultimate good of the country.

Adonis whispered, "It's time to make this mother-fucker pay for this bullshit! I'm going to make him eat every fucking word and embarrass the bitch in the process!" The brow of the golden brown brother furrowed, as he began to use his telekinetic abilities.

Jeremy hurriedly stopped him with his own telepathic powers, "Wait, not yet, not like this!"

"What the fuck, bro! What the hell did you do that for!", said Adonis just a bit too loudly. His blue eyes changing to a steel grey, as they always did when he got angry. A trait that Big Jer always found extremely sexy.

"For that matter, how the fuck did you do that! You turned my shit off, even though I tried to keep it on!!", exclaimed Adonis angrily.

A few of the people noticed the loud young man and started to try and see what the problem was.

"Bro, chill the fuck out, people are staring.", Jeremy stated softly.

"Yea, whatever, I asked you a..", started Adonis.

Big Jer interrupted, "I don't know, bro, I guess it was the adrenalin.", as he lied effortlessly to his buddy.

"Right.", Adonis thought to himself, "This fool ain't telling me everything, but I'm gonna play along for now."

"Listen, we have spent the last few months planning this, practicing and developing our powers, waiting for the right opportunity. Don't blow it now!"

Brushing a few strands of his curly locks out of his eyes, Adonis stared at his friend intently. Breathing heavily, he tried to calm himself. Even though he knew Jeremy was right, he didn't like it.

In fact, this whole thing made him uncomfortable. Pretending to be part of the lames that were hating on his generation, dressing like a square, and acting like a boring preppie, served to remind him too much of his childhood.

Adonis thought back to when his dad would force him to be best friends with that arrogant piece of shit, Lex Luthor. Although his family was as rich as the Luthors, Lex constantly reminded him that it was because of Adonis' dad working for his dad that they were so affluent. Even though it wasn't true, as it was his dad's patents and high tech inventions that amassed the Jacobs fortune, it still ate away at Adonis.

"Listen, bro, let's turn him into the very thing he is fighting against. Yet, we will do it slowly and publicly, I promise you that you will get to embarrass Superman more than you can dream of!", Jeremy said slyly.

Adonis mused silently and began to smile mischievously as he began to fully realize his friend's scheme.