Date: Tue, 27 Dec 2005 14:58:37 -0800 (PST)
From: dancer5612004@yahoo.com
Subject: KISSING SUPERMAN PT 2

I did what Superman asked me, I called and left a message on Clark Kent's
answer machine. I told Mr. Kent I wanted to give my cell phone number to
Superman who said to get in touch with him for personal reasons. I waited
for a phone call, but got none and two months had past quickly. On this
night of my security patrol I decided to spend my lunch hour on the
rooftop of the gigantic building. I took a sack lunch and peered ontop of
the roof to where the city lights were. Everything looked so big! While
gazing at the far horizon I then heard a masculine manly voice behind me
say "Hi!" Looking behind me,startled, I knew instantly who it must be and
yes, it was him. Superman standing there with arms crossed and seeming a
bit fatigued, almost sweaty. "I was flying by on my way home and I
thought I saw you standing there. I hope I didn't scare you or anything."
Wow, I was overcome. Superman addressing me with such consideration, what
could I say but "I'm ok, how have you been?" I like completely forgot
about the two months absence of not speaking to him. Gosh it seemed like
a clumsy moment. "I have been thinking about when we first met," he said
"and I've come to the conclusion that we need to start seeing each other.
I hope you don't mind me being so forward. I've given this alot of
thought and I think it would be a vast crime if we didn't see each
other." Man was I ever flabbergasted, this man never ceases to amaze me,
but I took my chance, because as he was talking I noticed he was leaning
with both arms on the side of the roof barrier. So I made my way forward
and ducked underneath both arms and popped right up in front of him.
"Does this answer your question?" A relieved smirk appeared magically on
his face and he seemed like a different person in one second. He bowed
his head, looked back up at me and smiled that winsome smile once again.
Without him saying anything he moved romantically forward and whispered
in my ear "I think we could make a good team." To smell him was
overwhelming to someone like me and I had to brush his cheek with my
lips. It didn' take more than a second for our lips to clash, and I gave
him all I got. Man, did he taste good! I was in heaven because this is
what I was praying for-a reunion. Superman did not move his arms any, but
just left them there with me directly in the middle. While we were
kissing I could see through the corner of my eye his expanding bulge
inside his crotch. I mean it was getting hard. So cautiously I reached
out with my right hand and felt that area. The head was incredibly sturdy
and when I touched it I could feel it grow even more. I kept rubbing it
from side to side until he stopped kissing and said "I think we should
move somewhere more comfortable." We sat down at an area that seemed
suitable for sitting, but before I could sit he pulled down his shorts a
bit and yanked out his long tool. He said, "Come sit here beside me." I
sat down on his left side and before I could think he held me with his
left arm, grabbed the back of my head and motioned me towards his
throbbing cock. I mean, I was staring at it just inches away from my
mouth. I think my tongue was hanging out a bit before I got there and I
immediately smelled the aroma of this wonderful masculine man. Continuing
to smell I stroked my nose up and down his shaft with my tongue aching to
be set free. He began to moan, so I took the hint and encompassed it with
my wanting mouth opening. Sucking it ever so slowly I just wanted to make
it real. It didn't take long for me to break away from his left side and
manage myself kneeling between his two massive, beefy legs. I had every
intention at this point to seriously deep throat him while holding onto
his huge legs with both arms. He didn't even move, but kept himself in a
sitting position as I caressed his thick thighs from both sides. His
tights felt so delicious and they were so snug it's almost as if they
weren't even there. I did what I had t do and sucked him off viciously.
His hands made their way to the back of my hair and kept massaging,
occassionally grasping my ears exemplifying himself with utter moans.
After what seemed an eternity of vicious sucking he pulled me off and
began jacking off with his right hand. He held me in place with the other
hand looking down at his jacking off. Finally he placed me back down over
it forcing my mouth downward, engulfing it as a flood of pure Superman
liquid escaped from the sides of my lips. I drank what I could, but most
of it smeared down the shaft of his huge cock. My tongue, as if by
automatic nature, stuck itself out to grasp anything that went my way.
Little did I realize that Superman had taken his shirt off during the
ordeal producing one of the most magnificent sculptured hairy physiques I
had seen. At this point I knew, I could still go for more.

THE END. by DANCER56.