The following story is an erotic fantasy story involving He-Man, the most powerful man in the universe. It takes place during the 1987 film immediately after He-Man has submitted himself to Skeletor in order to save his friends. It involves depictions of sex performed by the superhero. If this subject matter offends, then stop reading this page now. He-Man and characters are trademarks of and copyright Mattel.
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He-Man Enslaved, part two
'How had it happened?' He-Man mused to himself, as he reflected on the bizarre turn of events which had led to his imprisonment deep in the dungeons of Snake Mountain. Enslaved by Skeletor and taken to the dungeons by the fiend's cruel lackeys, He-Man found himself revolted by the things he had just done in order to save the lives of his friends: in exchange for the release of his friends Teela, Julie, Kevin, and Gwildor, He-Man had willingly sacrificed himself, agreeing to become Skeletor's slave.
But Skeletor had wisely held on to one of He-Man's most precious allies: The Sorceress. He-Man couldn't allow her to come to harm; if anything happened to her, He-Man could never forgive himself.
He had looked for a way to escape and somehow rescue the Sorceress, but he had been carefully guarded, and Skeletor's goons had taken him to the dungeons. And that's where things got much, much worse for the heroic warrior.
You see, after the three lackeys, Blayde, Garn, and Jitsu, had thrown He-Man into the cell, they began taunting him, making fun of his long, blond hair and insinuating that because of his long hair, he was a girlie-man. He-Man could do little, knowing the evil warriors still held the Sorceress captive. He accepted their taunts and cat-calls, as they heaped scorn on him, calling him a pansy, a fruit, and a fag. He had allowed them to call him a cunt, a whore, a twat, a slut, and a host of other names, only because each moment bought the Sorceress more time.
The vile Eternian scum had continued to mock He-Man, and eventually, Jitsu had ordered He-Man to suck his cock. After great reluctance and With little choice, He-Man had done so.
"That was awesome, man," Blayde said, patting Jitsu on the back. "You really showed that faggot cocksucker who's the master, and who's the slave."
"Yeah, congratulations, Jitsu," Garn agreed. "That queer nearly went cross-eyed trying to swallow all your cumload. Didn't you, SHE-man?" he said, turning to the disgraced warrior kneeling between them.
The three men laughed at Garn's 'clever' word-play on He-Man's name.
Jitsu whipped his now softening cock, still slick with a mixture He-Man's saliva and Jitsu's own cum, back into his loincloth, as he bent down over the still kneeling, disgraced superhero. Jitsu ruffled He-Man's hair as he said, "You did good, baby. You're one hellava dicklicker."
He-Man blushed, completely embarrassed by Jitsu's backhanded compliment.
"Yes, you're quite the cum dumpster," Garn agreed. "In fact, you disgusting, miserable pansy-assed cocksucker, you did so well blowing Jitsu that I'm going to allow you the pleasure of servicing my cock next."
He-Man closed his eyes as he heard the command. "This isn't happening," he thought to himself. "It's all some crazy dream." But it was no dream, He-Man knew. These men meant business. And if he didn't do as he was told...
"Did you hear me, SHE-man?" Garn prompted. "I want your faggot lips on my dong right now, do you understand me?"
He-Man opened his eyes. Then with a slow exhale, he crawled over to Garn's codpiece-covered crotch.
Garn unfastened the metal armor which protected his cock, then reached in and pulled out his sizeable, six-inch soft cock.
"Open those pretty lips of yours, She-Man, and wrap them around my big dick," Garn demanded. "THAT'S a good bitch," he mocked, as He-Man's lips at last reached his prick. As He-Man slowly began nuzzling Garn's hardening cock, Garn grabbed the back of He-Man's head and pushed the heroic warrior's head hard onto his crotch.
"Smell that smell, She-Man?" Garn whispered. "That's the crotch-smell of a real man, not a cumsucker like you. Isn't that right, cocksucker? I said, isn't that right?"
He-Man knew better than to contradict this man, so he mumbled "Yeshh," while his lips were still pressed up against Garn's prick, which had now lengthened into a nine-inch long boner.
Garn grabbed He-Man by the hair and used this solid grip to push He-Man's head and lips all over his cock, first pushing his head down to give the disgraced warrior a good whiff of his ball-scent, then pushing his head slowly up his shaft.
"You like that, She-Man?" Garn taunted. "You like the feel of a real man's hard cock on your face?"
"Yessh," He-Man lied, knowing any other answer could only cause harm for the Sorceress.
"Haha!" Blayde laughed. "See? He admits it! He likes cock!"
"I knew you did, cocksuck," Garn said, his voice dripping with scorn as he continued rubbing He-Man's face all over his big, hard dick. "I knew from the first moment I laid eyes on you, walking around with that fruity fur loincloth on, that you wanted a big, hard, real man's cock between those pretty lips of yours. I knew it when I saw that long blond hair you keep all pretty-like.
"Now put my big prick in your faggot whore mouth," Garn ordered.
He-Man hesitated. This was getting out of hand. He'd already submitted to Jitsu, in order to protect the Sorceress. But now the evil warriors were pushing it further. The thought of sucking these men's penises was disgusting to He-Man, but there seemed little choice: if he didn't do what they wanted, the Sorceress would suffer. He-Man couldn't let that happen.
He made his reluctant decision.
Slowly, he opened his lips. As he opened his mouth, Garn inserted his big, hard boner into the heroic warrior's mouth.
"Take that cock," Garn growled. "That's right pussyboy, take it all, faggot," continued Skeletor's evil warrior as he felt the head of his penis start to pry its way into the throat of the subjugated heroic warrior.
"Holy Shit!" exclaimed Blayde. "Is he deep-throating you?"
"Aw, yeah," Garn grunted. "Nice, tight throat around my cockshaft. That's it, bitch."
He-Man began gagging as Garn's big prick invaded his tight throat. He tried to back off, but Garn was having none of that. The evil hunk grabbed the back of He-Man's head and pushed He-Man's face hard into his muscular belly, impaling the head of Eternia's savior on his giant boner.
"Don't back off now, princess," Garn said mockingly. "Your prince awaits!"
Jitsu and Blayde, watching from the sidelines, erupted in wild laughter.
Garn pushed his cock as far as it would go into He-Man's throat, pushing all nine inches of manmeat deep inside. Then, slowly, he pulled out, only to then insert his cock back in, as he slowly, deliberately began to fuck He-Man's virgin throat. As Garn pleasured himself in the tight confines of He-Man's throat, the hunky heartthrob of thousands of Eternians took it, as he was turned into a surrogate pussy for the gratification of another man.
"Shit!" Blayde exclaimed, "Look at that faggot swallowing his cock!"
"Tighten those pretty lips, baby," Garn ordered. "That's it, slave. Show your new master a good time."
As He-Man tightened his lips, forming an 'O' with his mouth, Garn increased the pace of his insertion, slowly building up the speed as he face-fucked He-Man.
"Oh yeah," Garn moaned. "That feels so fuckin' good. You're a natural, you know that? I think you've done this before. I bet you have. There's no denying it; you're too good at this. Mmmm, yeah. Now get that faggot tongue moving on my cockshaft. That's it, cocksucker."
The slow face-fuck continued, as the evil warrior debased He-Man, complimenting the hero on his 'expert cocksucking skills', and calling him every degrading name in the book: a homo, a pansy, a dick-licker, a fag, a jizz-drinker, and a litany of other derogatory, humiliating names, all while continuing to face-fuck Eternia's hero. Blayde and Jitsu joined in on the commentary, adding to He-Man's complete humiliation.
After twenty minutes of slow, deliberated fucking, Garn at last felt the signs of an impending orgasm.
"Your man is just about ready to give you his load, princess," grunted the dastardly villain as he began increasing the pace of his throat fucking. "Time for you to take my baby-batter down that faggot throat of yours, She-Man."
"Aw fuck! Fuck, I'm coming! Swallow my load, you cum-guzzling whore!" Garn shouted, as he began ejaculating in He-Man's throat. "Take it, bitch! Eat that jizz, cocksucker!"
He-Man felt Garn's big prick withdrawing from his throat before it began spewing its hot load of cum into his mouth. Rope after rope of thick, white goo shot out of Garn's piss-slit at the end of his erupting cock, filling He-Man's mouth with evil warrior jizz.
He-Man obediently swallowed Garn's cumload, as Garn pulled his now-softening prick out of He-Man's mouth.
The heroic warrior was relieved to be done, but he quickly realized that his ordeal wasn't quite over, as now the malevolant Blayde moved into place in front of the kneeling hero.
"My turn, bitch!" Blayde said.
To be continued...