Several months after Superman had single handedly saved and recued the planet Oron from destruction by pushing the impending doomsday astro comet aside from plunging into the depths of the planet's region, he received a message from a robotic sender that flew into Clark Kent's open Daily Planet window. The message from the skyborne android gave him a paper message that read:
WE ARE GRATEFUL FOR YOUR EFFORTS IN SAVING OUR PLANET FROM OBLIVION AND DESTRUCTION WHICH COULD HAVE ELIMINATED US COMPLETELY. FOR OUR GRATITUDE, WE ARE SENDING A SPECIAL ROBOT TO PERSONALLY THANK YOU. PLEASE MEET OUR SERVICE OF GRATITUDE AT A SECLUDED MOUNTAIN SIDE AWAY FROM CIVILIZATION SO AS NOT TO DISTURB YOUR PLANET'S PEOPLE. ANOTHER SMALL ANDROID WILL ARRIVE HERE AT YOUR PLACE OF WORK TOMORROW AT ELEVEN THIRTY SHARP EARTH'S TIME. THANKS SUPERMAN FOR ALLOWING US TO BE SAVED AND FOR YOUR TELLING US YOUR HOMETOWN SECRETS, WE ASSURE YOU YOUR IDENTITY AS CLARK KENT IS SAFE WITH US. THANKS ONCE AGAIN, AND OUR SERVANT ROBOT WILL SEE YOU TOMORROW ABOUT THIS SAME TIME. GOOD-BYE.
Superman was astonished at such a gesture, and wondered what it was that was in store for him this same time tomorrow. The special note disintegrated in his bare hands, and the message robot flew off into the horizon.
The following day, Clark Kent was nervous with anticipation as what the robot planet of Oron was going to bestow on him that day. It was eleven O' clock, and he sat there quietlly in his private office. The clock went slow, and for some reason this eager anticipation was making his dick squirm, as if it was expecting something. It was a funny sensual feeling, and it was getting warm in the office. He found himself placing his left hand on his crotch, and using his strong thumb caressed what was inside. He gently licked his lips and wondered why he was feeling horny. It was eleven twenty five, and without warning, a peculiar robot whistled inside his office window. Another small message robot was pointing and motioning its robotic finger to come this way with it. Since nobody was in the office with him, Clark immediately changed into the Man Of Steel, and took off after the gesturing robot towards the foothills.
The robot was quick and could fly with drastic speed which made it easier for Superman to follow deep into the mountainous regions. Finally there was a small clearing and the small robot began to land on a tree stump. It began beeping loudly, and then several small android robots appeared from the mountain trees thick branches that were hiding. They were small and tubular, about less than half his size in height. "WE THANK YOU EARTHLING, AND KRYPTON DECENDENT FOR HELPING OUR PLANET TO LIVE", said the yellow patterned robot on the right side. "WE HAVE STUDIED YOUR HISTORY AND PERSONAL PLEASURES AND HAVE COME FORTH TO SHOW YOU OUR SINCEREST GRATITUDE, SUPERMAN. WE HOPE THIS DOESNT OFFEND YOU, BUT WE HAVE COME A LONG WAY, AND IT HAS COME TO OUR ATTENTION AS TO WHAT TO GIVE TO THE MAN OF STEEL WHO HAS EVERYTHING HERE ON EARTH, SO WE ARE GOING TO SHOW YOU A GOOD TIME, IF WE MAY!"
With that the center red robot approached the Man Of Steel, and presented a long sharp arm to shake hands with Superman. As Superman shook the cold robot hand with dismay, and wonder, another arm appeared from a hidden compartment that opened, and sent out a suctioning device with a connecting tail that was attached to the interior of the small robot android. The suctioning device made no sound until it closed in closer to the Man Of Steel's crotch muscle. When the open cup got within two inches, the machine started to make a loud humming noise, and at this point, Superman didnt even see the other approaching attachment until it landed firmly on his crotch embeded in the tight red trunks of his. It went directly to the bulging crotch appendage, and engulfed the end of his dickhead which was held firmly in his tights. Superman knew at once, this little robot was making a sexual gesture. He quickly looked around, wondering if anybody could be is sight like
hunter or even tourists. He thought to pull back and refuse the gesture gift, but thought if he did something to anger this tribe of interplanetary robots, they would soon become angry, and fly off with a vengeance of not being able to deliver this sexual gift.
Superman thought it best to concede, even if he didnt feel comfortable being propositioned in front of an audience of three other similar robots, plus the smaller messenger. For some reason, it almost appeared that these robots were so quiet and still, as if awaiting to become an audience to this occurence. The suction cup attached to the red robot found it's way to cover and surround the Man Of Steel's eager muscle. The cup head surrounded his super dickhead, and gently sent the suction message to the interior robot to let the suctioning process begin. Superman stood there helplessly, and found his tongue licking the side of his mouth with concern. Maybe these robots wouldnt get mad at him for declining this sexual gift, but he decided it best to take no chances.
His chest muscles were aching now, and thought maybe he should think of something else instead. The red robot moved in closer in front of the Man Of Steels legs, and the suctioning contraption began what it set out to do, to give Superman a big undeniable sexual frenzy of sexual satisfaction. The extended arm of the red robot wanted to peel down the Man Of Steel's red trunks, but Superman insisted he did not want to disrobe in front of the other watching robots. So the red robot decided to continue by sucking the earthling off from inside his shorts that were visible.
It was noon time, and Superman wondered how long this process was going to take. He wasnt even sure if he appreciated robot love, especially from a sexual nature by robots he didnt know much about. He knew that particular robot planet that was only governed by a small amount of muscular guards and agents, had a reputation for robot sexual love because the male's had no other criteria, unless they were doing it amongst themselves. This, of course, was also very understandable. Superman could feel the sexual tension from many fo the male occupants when he last went there. They were eyeing him up and down, and some, he could feel, were checking out his ass. Just then, the sudden urge to enjoy the robot's advances became apart of him. The monster dick of his began it's journey down the suction cup chute and was being driven in still further by a hardening slow rhythmic motion of unsurmountable p-p-pleasure. Mmmmm. His dick was going inside long and hard, and
he could feel his massive boner suddenly take control of his pelvis region. One of the other robots came up from behind Superman, and with both his robotic claws, pushed the Man Of Steel closer to the red sucking off robot in front of Superman.
Now Superman had a robotic prop from behind him that pushed his ass further into the chute area of the sucking cup connected to the sexual robot getting ready to take the ultimate wad of super cum that it was beckoning for. The suction cup overlapped Superman's thickening and hardening boner, and began to drive the Man Of Steel into a sexual frenzy indeed. His manly legs were beginning to feel like jelly as the suction cup continued on it's mission to take the Man Of Steel's wad down the interior of the robot's chute extension. Surrounded by two robots, and looking at the other lone robot, began to deduce that it was photographing this event in the middle of the mountain woods. Suddenly, Superman's red trunks went downward because the red robot insisted on bringing it down with it's other arm, and exposed his juicy cock. With one giant lunge, the suction cup extension covered the Man Of Dick and went for the suction off gold. Superman could stand no
more, and was riddled with sensual aghast chills running up and own his entire mucular frame, sending wave lengths of loving sexy pleasure that went straight to his muscle toes.
His lips slightly puckered incoherently, as the sucking power of the advanced robot suction took place all around his vein juiced cock that was standing up with ripe will and now, even want. Superman leaned back, and placed both his hands on top of the robot behind him, and couldnt believe the feelings inside him. Without looking into the sky, he gently closed his eyes as the suction power of the robot machine began to take what it felt was rightfully his. It sucked, and it sucked, and it sucked, over and over again, keeping the Man Of Steel from hardly being able to take a breath. His blue tights were becoming moist with manly sweat, and the tights around his legs were showing signs of crawling down as his rump was rippling with pleasure. The only time he felt such pleasure, he thought, was when he was porking his own lover boyfriend back home. That nice tight ass of his never could get enough, and neither could his Man of STEEL cock! Just the thought
of placing his dickmeat on the crevice of that man's particular butt muscle gave him interior chills. It was just inches away that heaven could be reached, stroking and finally ramming his dick wad to the hilt, with his bottom lover boyfriend screaming for mercy! Pushing and shoving his dick long and hard as it was into the inner regions of his anus, quivering for the love of his man meat inside, and feeling OH so warm there. AND tight. Ummmph. Mannnn, where did he get that ass! Just then his thoughts were disrupted by the thought of cumming, and he recalled he was getting sucked off by this robot machine standing in front of him in arms length. The suction cup was well greased, and although Superman wanted to get this ordeal over with, he fought hard to keep it from happening. Maybe he should hold it for him to get home to his lover at home. Oh, what the heck, there's plenty more where that came from. CAME?? He just said a nasty word, and as fate would
have it, it was do or die.
Still fighting to keep from cumming into the hard driving suction cup holding on to Superman's penis with awing pleasure, he beefed up both his chest muscles, as if defying mother nature herself. His throat was dripping with sweat, and it was time within his heart, and even pelvic area, to let loose of what the robot's sought after. To drive Superman into a sexual frenzy of gush. Man gush. 6' 5" of standing awkward muscle taking it like a man, this robotic mezmerising contraption from outer space. The outer galaxy, away from mankind, and . . .
Just then, two boys, possibly boy scouts showed up in the region area with cameras, and one said, "Look! Suuperman is getting his rocks off! COOLLLL . . . " They both snapped pictures and left. Oh, well. Superman will get the little nippers some other time, but now was not it. It was time to let the robot have it. WHAM. Jet stream, after jet stream of muscle bearing cum wad jetted down the ultimate sexual chute that ever sucked off a man, in his tights. Way cool, was right!
Both his legs had turned into jelly, and he even sat on the rear robot. But the sneaky thing left, and down went Superman flat on his back. His tights down to his calf muscles.
THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN SUPERMAN. YOU WILL BE HEARING FROM US AS WE PLAN TO USE YOUR SPECIMAN IN FUTURE EXPERIMENTS BACK AT OUR PLANET. THAT'S REALLY WHY WE ARE HERE. SORRY, SUPERMAN WE HAD TO DECIEVE YOU LIKE THIS, BUT ALL WE WANTED WAS YOUR SPECIMAN SPERM. IT WAS A REAL PLEASURE, AND WE ASSUREYOU THAT THAT THE VIDEO TAKEN HERE WILL NOT BE POSTED ON YOUR YOUTUBE. HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA. HEE, HEE, HEE, HEE.
MAN OF SPERM, I LIKE IT!
What could Superman do? He lay there in the tall grass, and pulled out a few blades. Some of the blades he could feel between his manly exposed legs. "I guess everything is sexual if you think about it. In a small way. Time for home, and off to another romp, if you know what I mean." Superman grinned. Mmm.
THE END