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Tony vs. Superman (part 1) This one is by another writer, much more talented than I am. I only know him as Gtgr68, so if you are out there thanks. I'm sure people who haven't read this one will enjoy it. I helped out a bit, with the over the top sex scene. brad. TONY vs. SUPERMAN (part I) Tony lumbered away from the devastated zoo, his belly full from his jungle feast. As his mammoth muscles continued to absorb more and more protein his balls began to churn again, his incredible muscle body pumping up with more and more power, the surge in testosterone making his body tingle and his dick harden all over again. He began to flex his huge muscles, watching each one intently as he pumped it bigger and bigger. Because of his awesome mass it was hard to do, but he still managed to bring each of his gigantically bulging biceps up to his lips, kissing them and licking the source of his amazing strength. Tony was so absorbed in watching his body it took a while before he realized he wasn't alone. About twenty feet in front of him, hovering five feet off the ground, was Superman. Tony had heard of Superman, but never really believed there was such a person. After all, Tony had roamed the planet wreaking havoc and destruction, and never once had any Superman come to save a single city from Tony's overwhelming power and might. But there he was, floating in the air not twenty feet away. And not at all what Tony would have anticipated-he had a silly costume on (to Tony, real men always went naked), but it was stretched tight over an incredible body. Not nearly as massive as the gargantuan Tony, but still very impressive, Superman was built like Marco Savolanein, but taller at 6' 5'', weighing about 450 pounds of solid muscle. The blue and red costume was nearly shear, displaying a flawlessly smooth body of perfectly proportioned muscle and a huge cock and set of balls oversized for even Superman's massive body. And he was handsome beyond description, thick jet black hair, deep blue eyes, jutting square chin and perfect white teeth. Superman hovered with his arms crossed across his broad chest, looking quizzically at Tony. He had fought and conquered all types of aliens, monsters, robots and other forms of evil, but he had never seen a man like Tony before in his life-a man, but thicker, denser and more massively muscular than he believed any man could ever be. Superman had seen plenty of huge pro bodybuilders before. He never missed a major competition, and especially loved the all-class pose-downs where the massive super-heavyweights would tower over the others, with the complete air of domination so typical of the monster musclegods. But Tony made them all look small. For the first time in his life Superman realized he was not the biggest muscleman on the planet, that there was someone bigger-no, significantly bigger-than he was. A momentary cloud of doubt crossed Superman's mind, and he felt something deep inside him he had never felt before. Superman was basically a peaceful man, never having killed a human being, and he wondered how he would handle the muscle-beast standing before him. Always the dominator, Superman wondered . . .. For Tony things could not be better, the excitement was boiling inside him. He had heard that Superman was the Man of Steel, so this would be the supreme challenge for Tony's musclebody-could he rip the Man of Steel apart as easily as he did steel buildings and machines? Tony roared at Superman and did a mighty double bi pose, holding it for over three minutes as his arms ballooned even bigger. Tony's stud cock was squirting precum, and it too was growing bigger and harder as Tony continued to bellow. Tony was not a peaceful man, and he wanted blood-he wanted to rip Superman's limbs off and feast on the amazingly full muscle hanging off each one. With one last mighty roar Tony ran full speed at Superman, his massive right arm cocked to deliver a death blow. Just before impact Superman darted forward, Tony's huge fist landing square on Superman's beautiful left pec. The impact was like a nuclear explosion, the force surprising Superman as he was knocked back, for the first time in his life, several feet. For Tony it was shocking. He was knocked back forty feet, stopped only when his massive body slammed into the side of a large bulldozer, nearly flattening it and driving it twenty yards on its side, tearing up the concrete street. His entire right arm was numb, and his shoulder throbbed in shrieking pain. Most of the breath was knocked from his lungs, and Tony was seeing stars. But he had no fear, and his excitement only grew-this was really going to be a challenge. He bellowed again at Superman, picked the bulldozer up on its side and ripped off one of its steel and titanium treads. Circling the tread over his head like a lasso Tony charged Superman and whipped the tread across the front of Superman's body. Superman jutted out his mammoth pecs, which took most of the impact from the tread. The tread shattered harmlessly across Superman's bulging chest, and while he didn't flinch physically doubt again flashed across Superman's mind. He knew he had to neutralize Tony quickly. But he couldn't take his eyes off of Tony's magnificent cock, sticking out straight and hard from that incredible muscle body. It was mesmerizing, calling up feelings Superman had never before experienced. Could this really be a man, did he have super powers, or was he really just a human muscle beast? He seemed so, so dominating, so powerful, so massive. Tony's next roar brought Superman back into focus. He knew Tony couldn't fly, and that he was very strong, but he wanted to know just how strong. He didn't have to wait long to find out. Tony grabbed Superman and began to crush him in a giant bearhug, pinning superman's arms to his sides. Although he felt no pain, Superman was amazed at Tony's power. As Tony pulled his massive body into Tony's even more massive body, Superman again felt the strange sensation tingling in his groin. Superman then realized that Tony had forced his iron hard stud cock between his legs, and that his feet were now off the ground as he rode the mighty cock like a horse. Superman arched his back and let out a low moan, which Tony took to be a sign of pain. Tony then launched a series of vicious head butts to Superman's face, screaming "I'm gonna fuck you 'til I split your ass in two,mother fucker," THUD, "then I'm gonna kill you nice and slow," THUD, "then I'm gonna have you for dinner."THUD THUD. Tony's power was overwhelming, but no match for Superman's super strength. Although it took him a few minutes to initiate it, Superman used his super strength to slowly lift his arms, pushing the amazed Tony's arms farther and farther apart. Tony's muscles bulged and surged with strength, but he could not stop Superman. Superman smiled, knowing that Tony had never been beaten like this before, and expecting him to fall down and worship him. Fat chance. Although exhausted, Tony roared again-"fuck you asshole"-and hammered away at Superman's pecs with a piece of the steel tread, trying to drive it into Superman's skin. Superman was stunned at the ferocity and animal power of Tony, fearless and undaunted. The power of Tony's blows had actually driven Superman's feet nearly a foot into the hard road surface, surprising Superman even more-who is this man, and how strong is he? For the first time in his life Superman thought, "can he beat me?" His mind clouded again, and he realized he was now driven nearly two feet into the ground. Superman shook his head, and stepped up out of the hole into which he had been pounded, pushing Tony back. He put his hands on Tony's enormously massive pecs and, using his super strength, pushed him backwards several feet. Tony was hurtled to the ground, the earth shaking when he hit. But Tony jumped right up and came charging straight at Superman, so surprising him that Tony was able to lift superman up and drive him into the ground. Tony picked the stunned Superman up and held him over his head, driving him head first into the concrete road. The force of Tony's piledriver move drove Superman's head and shoulders clear into the concrete, burying him in the roadbed up to his elbows. The Man of Steel had been planted in the concrete like an ordinary broomstick, his massive body sticking helplessly into the air. But instead of getting angry Superman was wondering "how can this be happening-can I be conquered?" He felt Tony trying to split his legs apart like a wishbone and was again jolted back to his senses. Using his super strength he yanked his mammoth arms towards his head, creating a crater in the road and freeing himself. He closed his mighty thighs around Tony's thick neck and began squeezing with his super strength. Tony grabbed Superman's fat cock and pulled on it with all his might, but in moments he could no longer breath and was turning blue. His amazing muscle body finally went limp, and he passed out. But Superman could not finish him off, he could not kill this magnificent muscleman now matter how much a threat he was. Superman was captivated by Tony, entranced by his enormously muscular body and his beautiful cock. He felt himself being pulled in by Tony's animal magnetism, and knew he needed time to figure out what to do. Superman remembered there was still a lot of construction going on at the new stadium site, and he scooped the unconscious Tony up into his arms and flew him to the stadium. He held Tony's gargantuan body close to his own, and on several occasions he fondled Tony's cock and balls, enthralled with their size and maleness. At the stadium he found yards of heavy chain, and wrapped it around Tony until he looked like a mummy, taking care to push Tony's still hard boner up against his abs. For some subconscious reason Superman wanted to be sure the massive stud cock was not harmed. Thinking that the hundreds of pounds of steel chain would hold Tony secure when he regained consciousness, Superman wandered away to figure out what to do. He was totally confused. The evil monsters, aliens and machines he had fought had been easy to destroy, never giving it a second thought. And the evil men he had dealt with had nowhere near his strength and powers, and were easily controlled, usually by having them put in prison. But this man was vastly different-a mortal man, but amazingly strong and powerful, completely captivating Superman. Tony was fearless, and knew exactly what he wanted: food, fucking and destruction. With his incredible muscle body Tony was never in shortage of any of those things, and usually combined them several times a day. He was free to do whatever he wanted, and didn't give a shit what anyone else thought. Was that the attraction, the ability to exist free of anyone else's expectations or boundaries? Or was it more base-the carnal desire to just enjoy the same things, fucking and destruction? Or was it even more base-the burning desire to be fucked, dominated and destroyed by someone more powerful than even the mighty Man of Steel? Superman was flooded with confusion, his mind racing and filling with doubt. He could think of nothing but Tony, his magnificent body, his huge fuckpole, his overwhelming strength. . . . His thoughts were interrupted by a series of deafening roars: Tony was awake. He bellowed and grunted, ranted and roared, then grew silent. But then he started a low animal growl that slowly grew in volume until it reached the pitch of a jet engine at full throttle. Suddenly there was the sound of tearing and snapping metal, then silence. Superman flew back to where he had left Tony bound in chains, and found only pieces of chain, the links having obviously been ripped apart. He was hovering about five feet off the ground when Tony dropped from the steel superstructure above, landing on Superman with such force that he was driven into the concrete concourse of the stadium. No one had ever knocked Superman out of the air before, and he was so shocked and confused he forgot about his ability to fly, rendering him earthbound. Tony had his huge hands in a death grip around Superman's neck, and was pounding his head repeatedly into the concrete, turning it into gravel. Superman recovered momentarily, pulling Tony's hands from his neck and flinging him over his shoulder hard onto the concrete, creating a huge crack in the concourse. Tony jumped up immediately and faced Superman, sneering at him: "You are one weak mother fucker, Duper, all those so-called super powers and you're too chicken shit to use them to kill me. And that's what you'll have to do, muscle pansy, because if you don't I'll kill you and rip your pussy body apart. Your powers are for shit, and my muscles will dominate your puny, pathetic little body till you scream for mercy. You're losing your powers, and soon I will shove my dong up your ass and fill your guts with so much of my cum it will run out your nose. Prepare to suffer and DIE ASSHOLE." And with that last roar Tony picked up a steel beam lying on the ground and charged Superman, holding the girder like a knight would hold a lance. Superman was standing right in front of one of the four main support pillars for the new stadium, and took the full impact of the girder right in his massive chest. The force of the blow knocked Superman back into the pillar, the entire structure shuddering on impact. Superman was unhurt, but the girder was bent and Tony had been knocked flat on his ass, stunned by the ferocious collision. Superman lifted Tony to his feet and bent the steel beam completely around Tony's massive muscle body, pinning his mammoth arms to his side. Using his x-ray visioin Superman welded the two ends together, trapping Tony in a band of steel. Superman then picked Tony up and began hammering him into the concrete, driving his feet and legs into the concourse just above his knees. Superman stepped back and his eyes widened when he saw that Tony's giant muscle cock was hard and pointing straight at him. Tony just grinned and said "you want it don't you boy, you want Tony's great big piece of man meat plowing your ass, Tony's great big balls smacking against your cute bubble butt, Tony using you as nothin' but a fuck hole." With another deafening roar Tony pumped up his gargantuan body, straining at the steel bracelet around his chest, pushing his great pecs and lats out further and further until, with a huge SNAP, the weld ripped apart and the steel bent back. Superman was awestruck, and felt his own giant manhood stir. He looked down at his crotch, and Tony pounced. He grabbed Superman by the ankles and swept him into the air, swinging him like a club. It was an incredible sight. A fuckin' incredible fuckin' sight. The mammoth musclebeast Tony was using the Olympian steel musclebody of the invincible Superman to smash down the city's gigantic new football stadium. Swinging Superman's muscular physique in sweeping circles over his head, Tony was using the Man of Steel to destroy one of the biggest manmade structures in the world, crushing concrete and sheering steel girders in two with every thunderous blow. At first, before he got his rhythm, it was awkward-Tony smashed the massive superbody into concrete and steel supports only to have the enormous impact cause him and Superman to rebound off the steel, and stumble to the ground. But after a few swings Tony increased the intensity and power behind his blows. Soon he was smashing Superman's fabulous body through the supports with such amazing force that the concrete was shattering and the steel was being sliced in half. As the massive destruction increased, so did Tony's happiness and drive. His huge dick hardened and starting seeping precum, and he roared every time Superman's body snapped more steel. In just a short while Superman's costume was shredded, and for the first time in his memory he was naked, his beautiful cock and balls flying through the air, pelted with shattered pieces of concrete. He was feeling a number of sensations simultaneously. Excitement at seeing his mighty body cause so much destruction; exhilaration and a sexual awakening at having his genitals exposed and subjected to stimulation never experienced before; and growing fear at being dominated by another man like never before. The sexual arousal and growing fear were both new to Superman. He had never even thought about his cock and balls before, but now that's all he could think of, like a teenager getting his first hard-on. His balls were churning and his body tingled all over. He wondered how he could only now be aware of his sexuality, and wondered if it was because he had never before experienced anyone like the musclebeast who was now toying with him, this massive monster of pure muscle. He had never thought of another person in a sexual way, but now he was overcome with lust for the mighty muscleman who was using his super body as a club. Superman had never seen such a huge man before, one who was bigger than even his own titanic body of muscle, with gigantic muscles pushing through every square inch of skin, pumped to unbelievable size and packed with overwhelming strength and power. And the musclebeast's cock was also outstanding, jutting out from his goliath body like a steel missile-a steel missile Superman knew had to explode in his ass. His perfectly formed glutes started flexing in wild anticipation of the inevitable invasion-he was utterly exhilarated. Yet he was also afraid. How could a mere man, no matter how magnificently huge and muscular, be controlling him, be dominating him like this-he was Superman, the Man of Steel, invulnerable and invincible? Who was this muclebeast who was using his body as a battering ram, as a tool for all of this massive destruction? Physically, Superman was not being hurt, not even scratched, as his indestructible super body was much stronger than the steel it was destroying. But psychologically he was falling further and further into paralysis. The more he wondered and worried how this could possibly be happening to him, the less he remembered about his own strength and powers, until he simply forgot that he could easily escape and fight back. Superman forgot that he could fly-that anytime he wanted to he could simply launch himself into the air, easily carrying Tony's mass with him. Tony was monstrously huge, but Superman could lift ocean liners out of the water-carrying Tony was nothing. But his mind sank deeper and deeper into the abyss, as he allowed himself to be repeatedly pounded into the steel and concrete. Tony was bothered by no such gloom, he was now supercharged and in hyper-drive. His attack on the stadium was random, he was just using Superman's muscle body to smash whatever he looked at next. But soon the entire steel and concrete structure was shrieking and groaning as the various portions of the stadium struggled against each other to remain standing. Finally, with a huge thunderclap, half of the stadium collapsed into a pile of crushed concrete and mangled steel, the ground shaking violently for several minutes. Tony roared in triumph, and quickly used Superman to knock down several more support structures. The shrieking of metal became more intense, and Tony slowly backed away from the structure as the second half of the stadium collapsed inward onto the playing field, a mound of twisted and contorted rubble. Tony slammed Superman's body to the ground and stood on his massive pecs, stomping on them as he did a double bi pose and roared at the destroyed stadium. He stomped on Superman's chest with such force that the concrete underneath Superman's body cracked open into huge fissures, the massive muscle of the Man of Steel being literally driven into the ground. Tony then picked Superman up and hurled him up to the third level of the parking garage just being completed next to what used to be the largest stadium in the world. |
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Thanks again, for posting it, its another one that I enjoy, seeing Superman overpowered, outmuscled, raped, especially when he's at full power is very hot to me. btw, if you haven't seen it, I sent you a PM, maybe we can work something out concerning a new Tony story. __________________ "Loved by few, hated by many, respected by ALL" The Undertaker, Deadman Inc. In the MGS FC's, I am Barf the Mawg from Spaceballs, loyal, powerful, quick witted, but I have a bit of a weight problem. http://sports.groups.yahoo.com/group/yfhmk/ Only those serious about young muscle need apply. We do accept stories, but let's keep it clean. This is the only place on the web where Ragman's "My Nephew" Stories can be found. |
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glad you liked it. love seeing superman being dominated. yeah let's try to write something . there cant be too much Tony. brad Quote:
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Cool, yeah, I sent an idea to you through email, I hope you consider it, I can't wait to see a new Tony story, the description you have put in your stories has been top notch. __________________ "Loved by few, hated by many, respected by ALL" The Undertaker, Deadman Inc. In the MGS FC's, I am Barf the Mawg from Spaceballs, loyal, powerful, quick witted, but I have a bit of a weight problem. http://sports.groups.yahoo.com/group/yfhmk/ Only those serious about young muscle need apply. We do accept stories, but let's keep it clean. This is the only place on the web where Ragman's "My Nephew" Stories can be found. |
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