Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-Universe Part 3: The Deadly Pendant Chapter 2

Chapter 2

A soft moan escape from Jeremy’s lips as he opened his eyes and then shut then quickly as the bright sunlight brought sharps pangs of pain into his head. The room was spinning as he clung to the bed afraid that he was going to fall off.

It took several minutes for him to regain his equilibrium to the point that he could open his eyes and look around. He was in the master bedroom of his penthouse apartment. His legs swung over his bed and onto the floor as he clutched his still dizzy head. What happened?

The last thing that he could remember was the toast at light nights party. It was as if the lights went off in his mind after the toast and there was nothing but a gaping black hole where his memories should be.

The phone on his nightstand beeped at him most likely angry at the neglect from so much activity. He gasped when he saw that it was almost 1PM in the afternoon. How long had he been sleeping? Better yet, how did he even make it home?

The actor’s confusion only grew when he saw that he was completely naked under his blankets. He scrunched his nose when the smell of his body odor and the dried smell of cum suddenly hit him.

Anxious to rid himself of that retched smell, Jeremy rushed to his bathroom and jumped in the shower. Whatever happened last night, he managed to get himself covered in cum. He prayed that it was his own and that he didn’t get sprayed by some other dude during his blackout.

The young man started to feel human again as he dried himself off and slipped on a pair of briefs. He found the clothes he wore last night in a small pile by the door. After brushing his teeth and shaving, Jeremy pulled on his clothes and grabbed his phone.

There were at least a dozen missed calls and texts from the studio waiting for him. He should have been at work 4 hours ago. He looked out his window and saw the studio car waiting for him. How long had the car been there?

With barely enough time to grab his wallet and keys, Jeremy rushed to the main floor and out of his apartment building. The driver was ready as he got out of the car and made sure the young actor got inside.

As the car started to drive towards the studio, the young man decided the first person he needed to call was his publicist, Jennifer Craib.

“Jeremy!” Her sing song voice exclaimed over the phone. “Aren’t you supposed to be at rehearsal?”

“Never mind that,” he said a bit breathlessly. “Did you get wind of any kind of press about me last night?”

“You mean besides the party?” Jennifer asked. “Nothing that I know of. Did something happen that I need to know about.”

“I don’t know, but if you do hear anything can you please let me know ASAP.”

“Sure, no problem.”

“Thanks! I have to go, but I will call you later tonight.”

He barely gave her a chance to say goodbye before he hung up. Almost immediately his phone rang and he had to deal with the director. Lucky for him, she was more concerned that something bad happened since he was always on time to work. She assured him that the crew and cast was ready to go when he got there.

Jeremy made two more calls before car arrived at the studio. He rushed inside right to his dressing room where he started to put on his Superboy costume. His assistant, Billy was waiting for him and helped him rush into his costume.

His next stop was makeup where Tony was waiting and hurried to get his makeup on. Usually they talked during the process but due to the rush, he sat there silently trying to get into character.

His portrayal of Superboy was always important to him. He had only seen the mighty hero once, but he was a great admirer of the superhero. He put all of his time, talent, and concentration to be the best representation of Superboy that he could be.

After he left the makeup chair, Jeremy hurried to the sound studio. He frowned when he noticed that the hallways were pretty deserted for a production day. He was about to go through the door to the main set, when his assistant Billy came running up behind him.

“I just got word that Mr. Arbuckle wanted to see you immediately.” Billy said a bit out of breath.

Jeremy started to open his mouth to protest, but quickly shut it. The executive producer was the real power behind the show and it was always wise to listen to him. He turned around and started going towards his office.

A timid knock at the door brought a gruff “Come in” that didn’t sound like it was good. The young man peeked his head in.

“You wanted to see me, sir.” He said as meekly as he could. Even the most arrogant actor made sure not to cross Mr. Arbuckle. He was know to utterly destroy acting careers of those who did not give him the proper respect.

“Jeremy!” The fat older man said briskly. “Come in and have a seat.”

The young man was feeling a little strange having a meeting in his full Superboy costume. He made sure that his cape was gathered before he sat down.

“One of my contacts sent me this video that you might be interested in seeing.” The Producer said with a stern look on his face.

Turning his computer screen in the opposite direction, Jeremy watched as he felt the blood drain from his face. It was a video of him dancing as he stripped off his clothes. His jaw dropped when he saw the tent in his pants. He was clearly aroused.

He watched in horror as the video showed him stipped completely nude and exposing his hard cock. As the video came towards the end and showed his explosive climax, his heart dropped down to the pit of his stomach. If the media ever got a hold of this video, he would be ruined.

Mr. Arbuckle sat there with a very stern look on his face. The young actor felt himself blush as his eyes were glued to the hands on his lap. “What do you have to say for yourself, young man?”

“I, I don’t know.” He said as his voice started to crack. Jeremy could feel the tears welling up in his eyes as he thought about the consequences of this video. He would be the laughing stock of the world. No studio would ever hire him again.

The executive producer raised an eyebrow as he shook his head. “Whatever am I going to do with you, boy?”

“Who else has this?” He said softly as the young man tried to think of a way to keep this from going public.

“Right now, I have the only copy.” Mr. Arbuckle said sternly.

“Please, oh please, don’t release this to the public.” Jeremy begged. “I’ll do anything!”

The executive producer stood up and waddled around his desk. He stood right behind the actor and placed his hands on his broad shoulders. “The tape will remain in my custody as long as you are a good boy and do exactly what I say.”

“Oh thank you!” The young man exhaled. “Thank you so much.”

Mr. Arbuckle lifted up the boy’s chin and looked deep into those crystal blue eyes. “I mean exactly what I say.” He said softly as his other hand brushed against the red briefs.

Jeremy leaped to his feet and cursed as the chair fell to the floor. His eyes grew wide when he realized what his boss was talking about. “What the hell?!” He cursed as his back hit the wall.

The fat producer frowned as he walked back over to his desk. “Fine, I will release the tape to the press.”

“Wait!” The stud begged as he reached towards the computer as if to stop it.

Mr. Arbuckle looked up at the fear stricken actor and raised an eyebrow.

Realizing that it either giving into the pervert’s demands or have his life destroyed, Jeremy hung his head in shame. “I’ll do anything you ask.” He almost whispered as he walked over to the fat older man in defeat.

The producer grabbed the younger man by his yellow belt and drew him close to the fat folds of his body. He guided the stud to sit on his lap as his hands greedily explored his body through the tight blue spandex.

“When we are alone, you will call me master.” He whispered in the boy’s ear.

Jeremy never felt revolted in his entire life as he was quickly turned from a respectable actor to a plaything for the pervert’s sexual pleasure. He made attempt to resist as his body was explored all over.

“Yes, master.”

His nipples were played with through the fabric of his costume as the hands worked their way down to the bulge in his red briefs. Mr. Arbuckle seemed to be in a world of his own as his arousal started to poke the young man in his ass.

“Good boy!”

Despite his revulsion, the tender assault on his body started to take it’s toll. Jeremy could feel his cock start to harden against his will. He tried to think of things that would calm his excitement, but the pervert’s masterful touch was too much for him to fight.

He was made to turn around so that his tented briefs would touch the tent in the older man’s pants. His chin was pulled up and the actor found himself having to kiss the revolting sack of fat. Hands grabbed at his spandex covered ass kneading the muscled cheeks as his groin was forced to rub against his captor’s groin.

Jeremy was let go and he stumbled to his feet as he faced the man who was blackmailing him. He was painfully aware of the hard tent in his costumed briefs as he tried to cover up his excitement only to have his hands slapped away by the man who owned him.

“Shouldn’t I get down to the studio, master?” The young man asked softly. He hoped that time away from this fat piece of shit would allow him the time he needed to think of a way to escape this web of blackmail.

Mr. Arbuckle smiled as he shook his head. “I told everyone to go home. There will be no filming today, boy.”

Jeremy flinched as if he was hit in the forehead with a stone. He realized that the only way out of this was to do anything and everything that this man wanted and more.

Going down to his knees, the actor straddled the fat man’s leg so that his spandex encased hard cock would be rubbing against it. Leaning in, Jeremy started to passionately kiss his producer while fantasizing that he was kissing a beautiful woman.

As their kiss broke, the stud looked deep into the beady dark eyes of his oppressor and gave him his most seductive look. “Let me please you master.”

Although his insides were screaming with revulsion, the young man made himself free Mr. Arbuckle’s cock from his pants and make love to it with his mouth.

His master seemed to enjoy it as he grasped his pudgy fingers through the boy’s raven locks and used them to fuck the stud’s mouth.

Never having a cock in his mouth before, Jeremy fought the urge to vomit as he choked on the invading member. He kept rubbing his own groin against his master’s leg so that he would remain hard. He needed time to get out of this mess and that meant pleasing this pervert until he could break free from this web of blackmail.

Mr. Arbuckle moaned as he started to orgasm. The young man’s eyes grew wide as the cum hit the back of his throat and he forced himself to swallow every drop. The fat bastard pulled his cock out as he squeezed the remaining drops of cum and wiped it on the actor’s cheek.

Jeremy never felt so revolted and shameful in his entire life as the cum felt like it was burning into his cheek that was as hot as his humiliation. With the taste of cum on his breath and the smell in his nostrils because of the glob of cum on his cheek, the boy went on his back as ordered and started to jerk himself off in his tights.