The Hypnotist: Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Superman groaned as his cum shot through the air. Through his orgasmic bliss, his blue eyes grew wide with fear as his seed flew everywhere. Memories of his teenage years when he had destroyed half the farm house in Smallville flooded his mind as the hero realized that history was about to repeat itself. His heroic instincts took over as he dashed in the air as super speed. There was only one thing to do to prevent Metropolis from facing destruction. Superman zipped around the city catching each drop of his lethal cum in his mouth. Each swallow made him feel dirty and disgusting, but the city was in danger because of him. He would do anything to keep Metropolis safe.
His sexually repressed mind began to fantasize as Superman swallowed drop after drop of his own seed. He began to fantasize that it was Lex Luthor’s cum that he was eating. Picturing that bald powerful villain towering over him sent a shiver down his spine. Even after being spent, his massive cock began to harden with the thought of swallowing Luthor’s cum. It was quite the site, the hero completely naked with a massive erection zipping around the city swallowing his own flying cum.
When the last drop was swallowed, Superman had a triumphant look on his face as he floated back down to where the press and onlookers witnessed his act of heroism, but it wasn’t the looks of admiration but horror and disgust that stared back at him. It was then that the hero realized that he was standing before them buck naked with a raging erection. His face paled as the humiliation of what he had done hit him right in the gut. His hands desperately tried to cover his excitement but the flared mushroom head eagerly poked out in the open as if eager to pose for the flash of the cameras and videos. The worst part of it all was that Lex Luthor was also watching with a superior smirk on his face. Why did his nemesis had to look so damn sexy? Even now Superman wanted to do anything to be able to worship the man who wanted to destroy him.
With no explanation of his disgraceful acts and his desire for Luthor getting stronger by the second, Superman flew away like a dog with his tail tucked between his legs. The hero didn’t realize that Luthor had pocketed the shredded briefs that he had left behind. Fleeing back to his apartment, Superman fell down to his knees as he struggled to deal with the crushing humiliation that was ever so present. What was happening to him? Why was his body reacting this way? The questions came to his mind like a busted dam and the problem was that there were no answers. The thought that his mind was being tampered with never even came to him.
HIs torturous thoughts were interrupted by the ringtone of his cell phone. Superman wasn’t even going to answer it until he saw that it was Perry White calling him. Damn, he was supposed to be at work. “Hello, Mr. White,” the hero answered trying to sound as sick as possible. It wasn’t hard since he did feel sick to his stomach but for a very different reason.
“Where the hell are you, Kent?” Perry screamed from the other line.
“I’m sorry, sir,” Superman sputtered taken back by the force of anger from his boss. “I’m not feeling well.”
“I don’t care if you are dying!” The Daily Planet Editor screamed back. “The fucking world is falling apart and I need you here right now! If you value your job at all, you will get your ass here. If I don’t see you in my office in 20 minutes, you are FUCKING fired.”
The phone clicked as the call ended leaving Superman even more overwhelmed than before. He desperately needed to figure out what was happening to him, but losing his job would be just as devastating. No other new agency would hire him leaving Superman without a way to make money. He would lose his apartment and be forced to move back to Smallville. As Clark Kent, he worked too hard to build his reputation as a reporter to have it all thrown away. He knew that he had no choice, but to check in with Perry to save his job. After his boss was placated then he could investigate why his body was reacting this way.
Using his superspeed, Clark was showered and dressed in under two minutes. Throwing caution to the wind, he actually flew to work in his Clark Kent attire. It was risky for him to do this, but his job was too important for him to lose.
Timidly knocking on his boss’ door, Clark came in responding to the almost shout of “Get your ass in here!” Perry looked pissed with his face red and his hands balled in fists. “You wanted to see me, Mr. White?”
“SIt your ass down and keep your mouth shut,” Perry snapped. “Your lucky I don’t fire your ass after your little vanishing act. Fortunately for you, Lex Luthor still wants you to conduct the interview about the Science Spire and I am not about to throw away and exclusive like that just because you are a dumbass.”
Clark crossed his legs while suppressing a moan. Just hearing Lex’s name cause his cock to lunge forward and start to harden. What was it about that man that turned him on so much? It took great effort, but he managed to push the image of the sexy bald man out of his mind. He needed to stay focused. “What about the Superman story?” He asked more intently than his Clark Kent persona usually let him. “I can investigate what cause him to react that way.”
“Oh no,” Perry exclaimed shaking his head. “I’m not letting you anywhere near that story. The whole world knows how you and that fucking pervert are chums. I won’t have my paper’s reputation of being biased while I am in charge. You stick with the Luthor interview. If I catch you going anywhere near that Superman story, I will not only fire you, but I will make sure that no news agency in the world will hire you. Do I make myself clear?”
So much for killing two birds with one stone, Clark thought to himself. His cock was getting harder by the second and it took almost all his willpower to keep the monster erection in check. So instead of trying to convince his boss to let him handle the story, the confused hero just nodded meekly.
“Good,” Perry snapped although some of his anger had vanished. “Here is all the information that you need for the interview. You do whatever it takes to make it happen. Your job depends on it.”
Clark’s shoulders were slumped in defeat as he took the folder and returned to his own desk. He felt like he had been caught in some kind of trap, but for the life of him he couldn’t figure out how it was possible. More likely it was some kind of reaction that his kryptonian heritage was playing on his body. The Fortress would have the answers he needed, but how could he risk his job? Sitting at his desk, Clark opened the folder that Perry had given him. The very first page was a photo of Lex Luthor.
The reporter stared as he felt his body react. His breathing grew hard as his cock as his briefs and pants ripped apart by the force of his erection. Clark didn’t even notice as he started at the photo of his most dangerous nemesis. There was power in his face that turned the hero on so much that he started to masterbate right there in the office. His mouth opened slightly as his tongue ran across his lips yearning to have the business tycoon kiss him passionately.
He was so lost in his fantasy that Clark didn’t even hear Lois coming up behind him. “Hey Smallville, I need……. What THE hell?!” She shrieked.
Clark jumped to his feet completely startled as his erect cock bobbed up and down in the air with his precum flying. His face turned red as he quickly tried to cover his throbbing erection but his hands weren’t big enough for the task.
Lois took a look at his desk and saw the picture of Lex Luthor sitting right there out in the open. She saw how her boyfriend was awkwardly trying to cover himself up and a lightbulb went off in her head. “It’s you,” She whispered in shock.
“I can explain, Lois,” Clark stammered as he tried to stuff his still erect cock back in his pants. He failed since the front of his pants and underwear had been ripped to shreds by the power of his hard on. If only he remembered to put on a fresh Superman costume this morning, but in his hurry he had forgotten.
The shock turned to pure rage as Lois completely lost it. “You fucking pervert!” She screeched at the top of her voice. “You lied to me. YOU USED ME!”
Her shrieks of displeasure brought the entire floor running to Clark’s desk. His face took even a deeper shade of red as all of his colleagues witnessed his shame. His cock seemed to mock him by staying hard as steel with no hint of softening. To make it worse, Lois lunged at him with the intent to scratch his eyes out. In order to prevent herself from hurting him against his invulnerable body, he grabbed her and gently shoved her back. This gave the entire staff full view of his monster cock to further his humiliation.
“Get out of my way,” Perry demanded as he pushed through the gathering crowd. The editor’s eyes grew wide as he stared at his two top reporters. Like Lois, he instantly realized that Clark Kent was Superman and his face reddened with anger. “Get back to work people,” He ordered while taking Lois by the arm. “I want you to wait in my office.” He told her.
Clark wanted to weep as he stood there awkwardly trying to cover his throbbing erection in front of his boss. “Please Mr. White,” He begged knowing how much damage his boss could do to his reputation. If his secret identity was made public then everyone he ever loved would be in terrible danger. “I am begging you. Please let me explain.”
A look of disgust came over the chief editor’s face as he shook his head. “Get the fuck out of here.” He said with his voice deadly calm. “I never want to see you here again.”
The ex-reporter knew he had lost everything as he ran towards the stairs. He flew back to his apartment before collapsing on his bed weeping like a broken hearted little boy. What made it worse was that he still wanted Lex Luthor so badly. Every fiber of his being was attracted to the villain making it impossible for him to think clearly. With his life on the verge of total destruction, only one solution came to his mind. He would need a man of Luthor’s power and influence to keep his loved ones safe. Superman made the resolve to beg the man he desires for mercy and prayed that it would be granted.
