Lex could hear Bolt struggling with the ropes at the back of the plane, and he smiled. He was glad he hadn't gagged the cutie. Vulpus was going to enjoy "training" him.
"If superman couldn't get out of my ropes, what makes you think you will, blondie?" Bolt gritted his teeth. "Blondie" was a nickname he hated. Did Luthor pick it by chance, or... "FROM WHAT YOU TOLD ME SUPERMAN HAD NO CHOICE, BASTARD. I DO." "Ha ha. You young ones always think you have choices. Then it's a big surprise when you don't." "YOU'RE NOT GONNA GET AWAY WITH THIS!" Bolt pushed against the ropes again. "SURE I AM. Who's gonna rescue you? They're not even gonna know where you are. " Luthor chuckled. "And if I didn't have to fly this plane, rest assured Mr. Mancuso, I'd be back there making sure your feet knew that you're someone's bitch now." "FUCK" Bolt thought. He was ticklish. He was ticklish all over. Once the other academy students had found that out, they used it during interrogation resistance training. He always broke. "And for what it's worth, Boltboy, superman is ticklish too. Especially under his pits." "SO WHAT? YOU THINK OVERPOWERING A BOUND MAN WITH TICKLING IS SEXY?" Luthor laughed. "Yeah, I do. Overpowering him, getting his submission, tickling him till he begs for a cock. It's all good." "I DIDN'T SUBMIT." "No, you didn't. Because if you did, then I'd own you. I'll leave your submission to Vulpus." Lex paused. "And there we are. Home sweet home. Just a few minutes away." Bolt felt the change in altitude and resigned himself to what was happening. He stopped struggling. One of the things they had learned at academy was to let their muscles relax completely. You could usually slip out of a restraint that way. These ropes seemed to be alive though. They stretched when Bolt pushed, and retracted when he stopped pushing. He began to think about his weaknesses. The tickling. His ears. And.....
Bolt had never named his sexuality. He told people who insisted on an answer, that he was non-binary. Superman had been the one who gave him the most grief about it: "That means you'll fuck whatever you can get on top of. Or underneath." Bolt had blushed and gotten angry at Superman when he said that. Superman had just put him in a headlock and knuckled his head. "Relax, little guy. Just enjoy sex when you get it. Nothing better." At that time, Bolt was a virgin. That changed in the dormitory. There was another student - about his age, with very dark curly hair, just like Superman's, and a swimmer's body. He had in fact been a champion junior swimmer. One day, after the required 5 mile run, Bolt had pulled his t shirt off to dry his face, and was walking around, shirtless. He felt an arm thrown around his shoulder. "HEY. Lookin' good out there. Great kick." He turned to the smiling, olive skinned guy. "I'm Livio. Born in Italy, raised in the US." "Nice to meet you Livio. I'm..." "Mike. Yeah, I know. I've been aware of you since day 1." Mike stopped walking. He THOUGHT he knew what Livio was saying, but Livio laughed and continued. "Mike, c'mon. You're not aware that every guy and every girl here is screaming to get into your pants? " "Uh, no. I'm flattered but..." Livio grinned more. "And I'm planning to be the one who gets you. Interested?" Mike looked at him. "You're awfully forward Livio." Livio shrugged his shoulders. "Mike, let's face it. We're getting into a field where, for all we know, some fusion bomb could blow us all up in ten seconds or less. I figure, if that's the risk, well, accept all the risk. Hell, what's the worst thing that could happen, you say no?" Mike looked off. "I have to think about it." Now Livio laughed. "FUCK. I thought NO was the worst thing you could say but I was wrong. THINK ABOUT IT. SHIT. " Then he laughed. "Think about it HARD Mike. Think about it as hard..." and he grabbed Mike's hand and put it on his crotch. "as I am now." Then he headed off to do his run. Mike realized that he was probably as hard as Livio had been.
At dinner that night, Mike was walking around with his tray. He saw Livio sitting with some other classmates. There was a seat next to Livio, empty. "Excuse me Livio. Is it okay if I sit here?" Livio smiled. "Who'd you think I was saving it for?" A girl at the table laughed. "I'm Stella. Nice to finally meet you Mike." Then everyone else at the table introduced themselves. The young folks ate - it was all you can eat, but the rule was: if you took a tray, you had to finish it. If you didn't, there were pushups the next day. As they finished, Stella got up and before she left, she said. "Listen, I don't know if you and Livio are coupled, Mike, but if you are... DAMN. That's a HOT scene." Mike blushed. "So, do I make Stella happy and tell her we're dating?" Livio looked at Mike. Before Mike could answer, Livio continued. "And if you tell me you have to think about it, then I may have to wrestle you to the floor and force you to give it up." "Why did I just get hard?" Mike thought. "Uh, ok, one date. " "Tonight?" Livio asked. "No. Not tonight. Two days from now. Let me get ready. I'm nervous. " Livio looked at him. "I'd be your first?" Mike didn't answer, but he shook his head yes. "OH. This is gonna be even better."
Two nights later, Mike put on his best shirt and pants that fit him snugly - almost like the exercise pants they wore during physical training. Livio was coming over to Mike's dorm room. He heard a timid knock and.. "OH MY GOD HE'S GORGEOUS" Mike thought, when he saw the handsome man with the very nervous smile, holding a bouquet of wild flowers in his hand. "So, you gonna invite me in?" He asked. "Uh, yeah. Sure. Come on in. Sorry. I'm not real good at this." "I bet you're good at this.." Livio said. He let the door close behind him, and he moved in on Mike and kissed his lips. "MMMM. they look like cherries, and they taste like them. More please." Gently, but with assurance, Livio got Mike's mouth opened, and he gave him his first French kiss. Mike could feel his cock pulsing. "That... that was great Livio. Can we... can we do it again." Livio smiled and kissed Mike a second time. "You're a natural , stud. " then silence. Livio began unbuttoning Mike's shirt. "How about a kiss... here." He kissed Mike's nipple. "Or here," as he kissed another one. "Or here." he bent down and kissed Mike's navel. "I'm not getting up unless you tell me to," Livio continued, as he opened Mike's pants. "OH. OH. Are you going to. OOOOOOOOOOH" He felt Livio's mouth close around his cock. "OH GEEZ" he moaned, thinking that those were the lips that had just kissed him. Livio toyed with him, expertly using his tongue to tease Mike's cock to a hardness he had never experienced. Then he stopped. "Lay down Mike. Let me do what I know how to do." "What's that Livio?" "Ha ha. You'll find out." Mike had wanted to jerk when Livio was blowing him, but then.. he wouldn't be enjoying what happened next. That tongue... that magic tongue, found its way inside Mike's ass. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH" Livio looked up. "Should I stop?" "NO. NOT EVER. EVER..." Mike moaned so much that the kid in the next room knocked on the wall. "HEY, KEEP IT DOWN BITCHES. SOME OF US NEED OUR REST." Livio smiled. He handed Mike a wadded up cloth. "Bite on this. I'm almost done... with what I'm doing NOW" He went back to work, slobbering all over Mike's ass. Then, he looked up. "I don't fuck on the first date, but...." He grabbed Mike's hard cock and he began jerking him. He jerked very differently than Mike jerked himself. Livio varied pressure, varied speed. Mike bit down on the cloth, harder and harder until... he couldn't help it anymore and.. Tied up as he was, Mike remembered how Livio had jerked off on top of him that night, and the time, after about five dates when Livio said: "it's time," and had taken Mike's cherry. Where was Livio now? Would he ever see "Red Flame" (Livio's hero identity) again?
As Luthor landed the plane, minions came running over to assist. Locadians. "Welcome home Master Luthor. You have cargo?" "I do. Please let me introduce Bolt, soon to be slave of Vulpus. "FUCK YOU!!!!" Bolt yelled. Luthor smiled. "Excuse me. I'm going to have to remind Mr. Bolt of his position." He moved to where Bolt was laying on his side in the back of the plane. He flipped him onto his belly and pulled off Bolt's right boot. "Now, Bolt, Mike, Mr. Mancuso, whatever you will be called... that behavior.. will stop." One of Luthor's long fingernails ran over Bolt's sole. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. STOP. STOP YOU BASTARD. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. " Luthor continued the tickling. "Gonna behave?" "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHA. YES! YES! JUST STOP. PLEASE. PLEASE JUST STOP. " Luthor smiled. "It's the oldest trick in the book, but it will be effective." He turned to one of the Locadians. "Fiberglass. Laced with kryptonite. We'll start with just the one boot." Bolt's foot had just begun to feel normal, when the boot was put back on his foot. He felt like he had to scratch it. Badly. And his hands were tied behind his back. He tried to kick the boot off. No luck. "I could make you walk to the castle, Bolt, but... that would be mean. " Luthor broke the hogtie, but kept Bolt's ankles tied. He hoisted him over his shoulder, after rustling his hair. "I think you might need a little time with your mentor, young man. Perhaps he'll get some basic sense into your head of what your situation is."
"SUPERCUNT. I HAVE A VISITOR FOR YOU." Lex carried Bolt to a huge set of rooms. He opened the door, and... there was superman. He stood in the middle of the room, his hands behind his back, wearing only his tights. Bolt saw, right away, each of superman's nipples was pierced with a light green ring. He had never been hairy, but he was smooth as a nectarine. "Does Sir require relaxation?" superman asked, holding position. Luthor laughed. "That will come in a bit. For now, perhaps you should untie your friend, and advise him on what constitutes proper behavior. " "Yes sir. I will do so." "I will return in one hour. At that time.... I will take your ass." "Yes Master." Bolt couldn't believe his mentor was speaking like this: he couldn't believe the nipple rings. "Bolt, it is good to see you one more time. I thought I never would. Let me get those ropes off you." "SUPERMAN, WHAT THE FUCK????" Bolt heard superman sigh as he untied the ropes. "You must be thirsty. That trip is long. Sit, Bolt. I'll bring you something to drink and we will talk. "
superman put a pitcher of liquid down next to Bolt, together with a glass. "Barley water. Old fashioned, but effective. You'll find that alcohol around here isn't a good idea. " Bolt took a sip of the unfamiliar drink, and found he WAS extraordinarily thirsty. He was on his third glass before superman laughed and told him to slow down. If he were hungry, he could get him some food too. Bolt was hungry, but he asked for superman to tell him what had happened.
"It's almost embarrassing, Mike. But I'll tell you all. As Clark, I was out of town on an assignment. I was lonesome, and I went into one of the bars. I figured 'it's not Gotham City, who's gonna recognize a reporter.'" I didn't realize that there was a shipment of plutonium coming to the university in the next few days, or that Lex Luthor was in the bar. He saw me. And before I knew what had happened, he had a photo of me underneath the Bar's name. I remember: he said to me 'so, Clark, we have two options. I can send that photo to most of Gotham City's journalists, or you can come home with me.'" While he was talking to me, I felt a tingling: the kind of tingling I only feel around kryptonite. I didn't realize what it was until later: the wristwatch Lex was wearing had hands painted with kryptonite. I felt like I didn't have any choice, so I did what he wanted. " He paused. "I think you've always known, Bolt, that I'm gay and a bottom. Luthor knew that too HOW he did, I don't know, but he fucked me the whole night." Now superman began to blush. "I have to say, it was the best sex Clark had ever had. But then things got weird. REALLY weird. When I woke up the next morning (when there's kryptonite around, I sleep), I couldn't move. Lex had tied me down. I felt STRONG tingling and I saw the ropes were tinted green. He wasn't in the room at the time, and when he came back in, he had on these velcro gloves, also tinted green. He smiled, and didn't say anything. Instead, he began slowly, very slowly, running them over my body. I don't know if it was the kryptonite, or the velcro, or Lex, or some combination, but I felt... I felt as aroused as I did the night before. When he finished, he took them off, and I saw that he was wearing four green rings. He looked at me and said "who's superman, kent?" Then he began twisting my nipples. " He sighed. "My nipples are my weak spot, even when I have ALL my powers. Again, how did he know? It was unrelenting. And my cock... my cock just kept on getting bigger and harder. "I'M SUPERMAN. I'M SUPERMAN. YOU FUCKED SUPERMAN LUTHOR. " I screamed it just before I lost control and shot all over myself. Luthor just grinned. "I'm glad you didn't try to lie to me kent.. or should I say superman. Or perhaps I should say superbottom." I tried to get away. I tried . The only way I did was... when the police force tracked him down. The bar patrons had talked about "something strange," and someone had gotten his limousine license. His guards told them that they were coming. He just grinned, put on a cape and said. "We will meet up again, superman, and I will finish what I started." Bolt sat there, mouth opened. "And it happened again?" "It did. It happened at least three times. I tried to avoid having to fight him, and most of the time I was successful. But the final time: he captured Jimmy Olsen. He sent me a video of Jimmy, tied up, naked , with a man I didn't know and never met, with what they called a "bone scraper" in the old days. It's a long needle...." "Yes, they taught us that in the history of torture class. They were going to..." "They were. Unless I agreed to one last battle with Luthor." "And that's the one you lost?" superman looked down. "I THOUGHT I was prepared. I had had the area swept for kryptonite, three times, before we met. I never thought.. I never thought he'd paint ants with kryptonite paint. They were in the ground . I never saw them until it was over: when he had me bound, helpless, and began the submission holds. I held out as long as I could. I thought maybe Flash, or Green Lantern, or someone would have recognized that I was in trouble. They did, but too late. He put me in the same plane he put you and... "And to make sure you stay helpless, the piercings." superman shook his head. "And..." He pulled down the tights a bit to show Bolt the cage, tinted green. "FUCK. He's got you totally helpless." "Yes. But here's the thing Bolt. Don't ask me to explain. I'm not fighting it. I'm enjoying it. Lex is.... he's a hot lover. Takes control. "SUPERMAN. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING?" "He's saying what you'll be saying soon, Bolt." Lex had come back into the room. "Would you like a bit of dinner Bolt?" Bolt got out of his seat and charged at Luthor. "I'D LIKE TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE." Before he could get to Luthor, he felt the sting of another taser shot. He fell to his knees. "That was set at 2, Bolt. It goes up to 20. How much more do you need to be convinced to behave? " "No more. No more." "SIT." Luthor pointed to the chair where Bolt had been. "superbitch, get some rope. Tie him to the chair. " "yes sir," superman muttered. After Bolt was secured, Luthor beckoned superman over. He indicated for him to get on his knees. "GET ME WET SUPERBOTTOM. You HATE getting fucked dry." "yes sir." superman opened Lex's tunic, and took his cock in his mouth. Bolt saw that Luthor was "gifted," and superman had clearly been trained to take all of it. After he had sucked Luthor for about five minutes, Luthor pulled out. "On the floor. Get your tights off." superman looked at Bolt with shame in his eyes. "MOVE SUPERFUCKTOI. " "yes sir. Apologies." Bolt struggled as Luthor pulled superman's legs up in the air. It looked like superman was used to this, as Luthor plunged in, fucking Bolt's mentor and hero. He grinned all the while. "And Bolt.... those encounters with Red Flame will serve you well. Vulpus is an excellent DOM. " He looked at superman. "Not as good as me, but....." Bolt saw Lex give one last push, and then a yell followed. He saw superman wince, as he took Luthor's load. "Tomorrow, you get milked, my handsome bitch." He smiled at Bolt. "Superstud's sperm still seems to hold powers. It's a very popular item among those who would raise an army of invincibles. "I CAN'T LET YOU GET AWAY WITH THIS COCKSUCKER" mike yelled, and Luthor laughed. "Dear boy, from what I understand, it is YOU who are the talented cocksucker. Again, it will serve you well in the future." As Lex was closing his tunic, there was a knock on the door. "My Lord, you must excuse me, but Lord Vulpus is here." "AH. Excellent! We were finished anyway." He pointed to Bolt. "Bring that handsome young man with you. " The Locadian nodded, and pulled Bolt out of the chair. He seemed totally unbothered by Bolt's struggles.
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"VULPUS MY FRIEND! I AM SO GLAD TO SEE YOU." Luthor moved toward a tall man with inky black hair. He had dark black eyes as well, and a pointed chin that seemed to be covered with ... not hair, but animal fur. "Please, let me introduce Bolt to you. " The Locadian pushed the reluctant Bolt forward. Vulpus' tongue came out and licked his full lips. "There is no need to bind him." He looked at Bolt. Bolt tried to look away but... he was transfixed. This was NOT at all what he expected. "This young man is not going to try to escape, are you Bolt?" Frozen in place, Bolt didn't even realize he had answered "No Sir." It was something about... the eyes. What about the eyes... They reminded him of... Foxes. That strange mesmerizing stare that foxes have. "Lord Vulpus is the regent of "The people of the Fox" Bolt. Were things as they always are, he would be affianced to the princess of his choice." Luthor smiled. "However, Lord Vulpus prefers young men." Now Vulpus moved forward, and he put a long fingernail under Bolt's chin, lifting up his head. "In another age, as my captive, I would now devour your flesh. " "I AM NOT YOUR CAPTIVE." Bolt had managed to look away. Vulpus laughed. "But you are, my handsome man. You are. " "Would you like him bound, Vulpus?" "What I would like, Lex, if it is not too much trouble, is a private room to spend some time with this beautiful man. I believe it is important that we get to know each other." He smiled at Bolt. "Do you not agree?" "I DON'T WANT TO KNOW YOU." "But I know you Bolt. Michael Mancuso. Lex has been extremely thorough. I am a fan of tickling myself, and... when Vulpus smiled, Bolt saw his sharp teeth. "I am also a big fan of tasting delicious ears." Bolt gulped. He was scared and aroused. Luthor turned to a minion. "Take Vulpus to the guest quarters. " He turned to Vulpus. "Would you like him washed before he is brought to you?" Vulpus smiled. "There is no need for washing him. Nor is there any need to bring him to me. I will take him myself." He came forward and put a strong hand on Bolt's neck. Those long nails scratched Bolt's skin in a very sensual way. As they walked, Vulpus' voice was confident, and deep. "I have wanted you for some time Bolt. I do hope you enjoy my company." "I DOUBT I WILL" Bolt was struggling to avoid what he was feeling from Vulpus' touch. "Let me assure you, on a pure carnal level, you will. Immediately. And perhaps you will enjoy that company more deeply as time goes on." The Locadians had brought them to the guest chamber. "Thank you Pharyx. I will be fine with the young man." Vulpus opened the door . "After you, my beautiful boy." Bolt looked around. There was nothing else he could do. He walked in. Vulpus followed and closed the door.
"I would have you remove your costume Bolt. " "WHAT IF I DON'T WANT TO?" Bolt screamed out, and he saw a sparkle in Vulpus' eyes. "Then I will remove it for you. A struggle always gets me more excited. It is in my blood." He looked at Bolt with a leering smile. "Remember Bolt. Foxes do not take dead prey. They take it live." Frightened, Bolt dropped his costume. As he did so, he saw Vulpus remove armor, and then the fine silken clothing underneath it. Vulpus had the body of a warrior: there were scars, but there were also muscles. LOTS of muscles. He walked up to Bolt, who was about two inches shorter. He pressed his lips to Bolt's and Bolt first recalled, then forgot, that first kiss from Livio. "He's drugging me," Bolt thought. "He's drugging me. He's... ooooooooooh." He felt Vulpus' hands on his buttocks, and his knee press up against his crotch. "Would you prefer to be taken bound, or not, Bolt." "Taken?" Vulpus laughed. "You will excuse me Bolt. I still speak in a very antiquated tongue. How would you put it ? Fucked." "You're going to fuck me. " "I am. Frequently. This will be your first." Bolt looked at Vulpus' crotch. It was the hairiest crotch he had ever seen, and it was hard to see how thick Vulpus' cock was. He could tell, however, it was long. Bolt let down his guard and.. he was transfixed by Vulpus' eyes. "Tie me up please. Tie me to the bed. Use me. Sir. " Vulpus smiled and moved Bolt to the bed. He kept his eyes locked with Bolt until the binding was done. When the spell was broken, Bolt pulled. "HEY. WHAT THE....." Then he felt those long nails proceed down his sides. "STOP. That tickles. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHA. " "You must try to relax Bolt. It will feel much better if you do." Vulpus grabbed Bolt's legs just above the ankles. Bolt resisted, pushing his legs down as hard as he could. "I told you. I love a struggle my handsome man." Bolt felt long nails slide underneath his knees. He began to laugh again, and Vulpus had won. His legs were in the air. "I know you are not a virgin. Rest assured. My love making is unlike any other." Bolt was not sophisticated enough to know Japanese kabuki theater. Had he been, he would have thought of it as Vulpus fucked him. It was slow, stately and, as Vulpus had said it would be, unlike any other sex Bolt had ever had. Vulpus seemed to rest on each and every nerve ending in his canal. One of his long nails traced a circle around Bolt's navel. Normally, Bolt would have been convulsing with laughter but it felt... it felt so erotic. Then Vulpus locked eyes with him again. As he moved inside Bolt, almost in slow motion, he said "present your neck to me, Bolt." "Yes sir" was all Bolt could say, as he turned his head. Again, the eye connection was broken, but it was too late. Vulpus did with his tongue what he was doing with his cock. He moved from Bolt's neck, to his ear. The first nibble was sharp, but then Vulpus eased up and Bolt began to moan. "So you are enjoying yourself Bolt?" "FUCK YES FUCK YES. " "ha ha ha. I presume you are waiting for a big finish Bolt. An explosion of cum inside of you." "Yes sir. " "Such will not happen, my love. My people do not produce semen. You will learn more of this. However, should you wish to... release.. I will make it happen." "Please Sir. Please. I would like to release." Vulpus did not unbind him. Rather, he curled his fingers around Bolt's cock. Bolt had feared the nails, but he had nothing to worry about. Vulpus masterfully brought the young man to a climax. When he was finished, Vulpus smiled. "Again, there are many aspects of my people that you will find strange. This is one of them." Vulpus bent his head down to Bolt's spilled semen, and began licking it up. He made a sound not unlike an animal drinking. The fur on his chin tickled Bolt as it was happening. Vulpus looked up and again locked Bolt in a stare. "My asteroid is a distance from here. Are you ready to travel? " Bolt gulped. "yes sir." "And he will meet Red Flame again. And several others. I look forward to their engagement" Vulpus thought to himself.