Date: Thu, 22 Dec 2005 00:50:12 -0800 (PST)
From: ROBERT ROMERO <dancer5612004@yahoo.com>
Subject: SUPERHERO JERK OFF

On the third say I was away from my weeks long vacation, Superman was
feeling a little tense at home. He's be sitting in his favorite chair
trying to read an article in the paper, when he noticed his dick moving
around and getting swollen. It was  clearly protruding around in his
pants and bothering the heck out of the man of steel. He propped the
newspaper up before him again, but to no avail. It was as strong and as
rigid as ever. Something had to be done about this, he concluded. He got
up from his easy chair and gazed at himself in the mirror. He was dressed
as Clark Kent with conservative shirt and dress pants to be worn around
the house in case someone came knocking at the door. His sleeves had been
rolled up to expose and make room for his massive muscular hairy arms
falling out of both of them. His big hairy chest was slightly exposed to
reveal an awesome piece of man meat just hiding underneath the tight
opening. And he thought he looked particularly cute that day. The mailman
had already arrived and delivered the mail, he thought unless there were
any important emergencies, there wouldnt be any real need for him. So he
ventured up the stairway in his solid loafers. He got inside the bathroom
and looked once more in the mirror speculating his handsome face for any
wear and tear. He took off his shirt and then pants, socks, and shoes.
Thong went immediately on the hamper top. He turned on the warm water in
the shower and began playing with the current. For some reason he left
his glasses on. Still feeling the warming current with his masuline hand,
his other hand slid doen to the  part of him that was annoying him so. It
was big, strong and beefy. Nothing new to him, but it needed to be
satisfied after a period of time or else. This was the reason for his
continuous need for a constant relationship.  It demanded SEX. It didnt
like to be ignored and if it did, the bulge in his Superman trunks could
be disasterous. He prefered to have sex with an individual, mostly
someone he cared for and relied on, emphatically. Never one to trick,
except for a rare occasion, he longed to be with the one he loved. That
was his turn on. His main SQUEEZE! He hopped in the shower, and went for
the soap. It felt so good to be comforted by the hot running water, and
the steam seemed to melt his cares. The soap at this point melted
similarly around his hard stomach, and he coaxed it with a nice rubbing
hand. The water rushed down his spine and he smile somewhat. Allowing it
to drift down his neck to his thick backside. Touching his hard aching
butt with even more vigor. His hard on increased and stood out in front
of him long and firm. He wanted to be Clark Kent in the shower and not
Superman. Not a superhero, but a common man for all seasons. In spite of
his unusual muscularity, he wanted to be normal. With his right muscled
hand he grabbed his joint, and then lightly stroked the top, gliding his
hand just barely back and forth. He was aching to show his Clark a
relatively good time. He got the soap and made a soft lather letting it
drip onto his cock. He put the soap in the soap tray, and massaged his
dick somemore, this time grabbing a hold of it more fluently. His muscled
legs began to ache like he was suddenly bow legged and his feet spread
apart somewhat. Latching onto his hardening left nipple he raised his
head and began jerking off. At this point he thought he should have
turned on the radio, but then he wasnt sure he wanted to be interrupted
by a bad news bulliten. He continued his soft strokes with his right hand
embracing his aching and ever waiting dick. His muscled legs kept wanting
to bow leg some more as his strokes became more deliberate. His muscled
arm that was jammering began pounding his right muscled chest. He kept at
it, until he felt that oozing moment that his dick was getting its due.
He looked down and saw his hand going to town, jerking off incessantly
creating a new mountain of foam with every mounting stroke. His legs were
twitching with excitement and he didnt want this to end anytime soon. He
was standing there in the middle of the shower pounding on his hungry
meat that wanted to enjoy every second of every stroke he was giiving
himself. Wanking it and making all of his inches relish every corner his
hand was covering in back and forth masturbating strokes. He could hear
himself moaning and grumbling at the exaustion he was giving himself
continuing to wank his aching needy dick. Covering it with sheer LOVE.
Wanking it still further and making his knees grow weak  to bend in a
little. Finally he backed into the shower wall and relaxed to rest on it.
This is what he was waiting for, a little total freedom. His left hand
explored his upper torso, his lips anguished as his right hand refused to
let up on a ramrodding lovefest of dick loving pleasure. Oh he felt he
was in heaven now. Just thinking of how it usually feels so good up a
tight butthole in top dominance. He forgot how well his hand could
suffice. Break open in case of emergency he thought. He was doing it and
the water just kept running over him reminding him of his heated
tranquility. He turned around and rested his muscled arm on the shower
wall and began using his left hand. Thats the one side that had not been
taken care of yet. He could feel the newness on that one side respond to
the different angle. He kept looking down not believing his muscled legs
enjoying every curveous moment of stockpiling his hand around the longing
dickmeat. If his cock could talk Im sure it would be saying, "Yea pal,
give it to me bigtime. Im taking all of this in and there's not a darn
thing you're going to do about it by walking away. I need this moment
real bad and its got to come to some conclusion. Give it to me real good
and we're going to have a great time of it. YEE-HAW!!! KEEP JAMMIN IT BIG
GUY. . .KEEP JAMMIN IT. . .like, l-l-like t-th-this this is is is is. .
." WANK, WANK, WANK, WANK!! OHHH, MANNNNN. . . .I cant seem to get
enough. I dont want to cum just yet. . . not yet. OH!! OH. . . .oh. . .
.Im sooooo. . . . .horny. . . .Im cumming. . . .OH. . . (WANK, WANK). .
.keep wanking. . .keep wanking it. . . .OH OH OH. . .feels soooo g-g-ood.
. ..oh it feels sooooo goooooo . . . . . .WANK DOUBLE WANK. . . TRIPLE
WANK. . . .Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. . . . . .OHHHHHHHHHHHH. . ..!!!!! A jet
stream of white jism let loose all over the shower wet wall. . . .and
Superman was done. Breathing contentedly, he laughed to himself as a
quick thought went thru his head that he needed a shower.WHEW, he
exclaimed. Cant wait for my boyfriend to get back. I think I just went
thru training. He winked.

THE END.

BY ROBERT/DANCER56


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