It's a Bird... It's a Plane...

The first illustration of January is complete! I decided I liked the sky background the most, but I put a lot of work into the second background so I decided to go ahead and share both variants. I figured y'all wouldn't mind a little variety. ;)

Orgasmo? Seriously.

I had heard of him before - mostly from online reports - but this was the first time he was seen in Chicago. I assumed he broke out of wherever he was held before and decided to visit the Windy City. Just my luck!

A full description of his powers was lacking in the official records, but according to rumor, he had the power to…turn dudes gay and get them off.

Sounded like a good time. It had been a while since I’d hooked up.

But there was no way I was going to let someone named Orgasmo beat me.

I heard the screams before I saw the reason. People were running everywhere, evacuating the museum. Looked like he was trying to steal something. Easy peasy.

I landed on the front steps and made my way through the abandoned security checkpoint. Once inside, I heard the glass breaking and found him by the gemstones.

I should’ve known. I heard about it weeks ago. Something about the world’s largest sapphire.

“Put the gems down!” I yelled.

Orgasmo turned around, seemingly unsurprised. “You’re not gonna say please?”

Oh God, he was one of those vill-

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

He plowed me through three stone walls, destroying countless artifacts, leaving me breathless and bruised in the side street outside.

So add super strength and flight to this guy’s ability list. Great.

I pushed out of the pile of rubble I landed in, and looked around for you-know-who. I hadn’t felt any gayer being around him. Maybe that was made up?

“Invincible, huh?”

My head turned immediately to the sultry voice. Wait, sultry?

He approached like a panther, through the hole in the museum wall, nimbly jumping from one pile of stone to another. He had a skin-tight gray suit with a superbly-filled pair of sky-blue briefs.

It looks like he’s got a fucking cantaloupe in there.

“My eyes are up here, cowboy.”

I fought the blush rushing to my cheeks and made the mistake of looking at his eyes. They matched the briefs. I couldn’t break his stare as he approached. My throat grew dry and I felt a stirring below in my own lycra suit.

He smirked as if he knew what was happening. “You’re a lot cuter than the others.”

“Th-thank you.” Why they fuck did I just say that?

“My pleasure.”

And then he was gone, but my ear lobe was wet, my asshole felt funny and I looked down and my uniform had been torn in a few places. My right nipple was uncovered.

Orgasmo was back where he was a few seconds ago.

What the fuck?

“Your hole was tight. Bet you’ve never been fucked before.”

“D-did you…fuck me?”

“Just a finger, handsome. You’d know if I had been all the way in. Besides, we haven’t even gone on a date yet. What kind of girl do you take me for?” He winked.

I should’ve found him obnoxious, but I had a full erection now.

This needed to end.

I made a move and he easily dodged it. Back and forth we went, but he was faster than me, or my dick was in the way. Each time I moved, it felt so good rubbing against the lycra, I couldn’t concentrate. It was like he knew what I was going to do before I did it.

It didn’t help that when we were close to each other, he’d grind his massive dick against me.

This was a lot harder than I thought it would be.

So was my dick.

In the end, I had my good ole Grayson anger to thank for the victory.

Orgasmo had brought me to the brink of cumming several times with his hypnotic voice, lustful stare and skillfully fast hands. I barely had any uniform left. My entire torso and crotch were completely exposed, my hard dick bouncing with every movement.

But I was fucking pissed. Enough hand-to-hand shit.

I landed by a mailbox and bent over, exposing my hole.

He took the bait. Of course, my groaning and begging for release might’ve helped distract him, but I ripped the box out of the ground as he approached and struck him with it. Once he was dazed, I ripped the top half of it off and crushed it over his head. His eyes couldn’t seduce anyone if they couldn’t see them. I started to hogtie his arms and legs together with a few street sign poles, but he knew he was defeated and in a last attempt to break me, he grabbed my dick and stroked it for all he was worth.

I was barely able to concentrate to finish securing his last hand, but I did. Immediately taking off into the sky to let the authorities clean up the mess.

I got a few hundred yards up and pulled my mask off. I couldn’t control it anymore. I knew it was coming.

I watched my cum unload from my shaft in ten superhuman spurts, likely raining down on some poor citizens below. I had never cum that much in my life and it was incredibly arousing to watch. Fuck. It was the best orgasm of my life.

Minutes later, I was still hard, which was not normal. The sun on my bare ass felt great.

I had some free time and the feeling of my hole after he touched it had me curious.

I spread my cheeks and lightly pushed in…

Holy fuck!

Story written by friend and fellow patron Finn Dixon!