Greg Nerd was what is often referred to in England as an anorak', or indeed, a nerd'. He wore spectacles, often had his head deep inside a boring book and recited facts and figures which sent everyone around him to sleep.
If anyone made a mistake, Greg would correct them down to the minutest detail. He was rather like the character known as Roy Cropper in the British soap, Coronation Street.
However one evening as Greg was cycling along a country lane (he'd never dream of owning a car as it adds to the `greenhouse effect'), he saw strange a light in the sky, and it got bigger and bigger. There was no noise, but as the light got nearer it became so bright it almost blinded him.
He stopped cycling, and the light now was coming from behind a hedge in the field next to the road. Getting off his bike, Greg walked up to a gap in the hedge, and looked over the style. He was amazed to see what could only be a UFO. It was the classic saucer shape, and was still emitting a radiant white light, but this was now growing dimmer. It slowly changed color to gold, then pink as he watched.
Next thing Greg knew he was cycling along the country lane again. He looked at his watch, and 3 hours had passed. Greg couldn't remember what had happened in those three hours. Had he fallen asleep? Last thing he recalled was seeing that flying saucer in the field.
Greg had, of course, read lots of books on UFOs and alien abductions, and he realized immediately he had undergone some form of time dilation. Either that, or the occupants of the UFO had drugged him so he wouldn't remember what they had done to him. He resolved to have regression hypnosis to find out what had happened in those missing three hours.
Next day Greg had a session with a hypnotist, and discovered he'd climbed over the style into the field. As he approached the UFO, a door had slid open and three typical-looking aliens (known as the `grays' with pointed features and oriental-style black eyes) had appeared and invited him into the craft. Once inside he was forcibly strapped to a kind of operating table, and various strange instruments were used to perform some kind of experiments/operations on him, which were all quite painless.
As he was allowed to leave the craft, one of the aliens said he now had super-powers which he must use to help his fellow humans. With that he made for the road and his bike, and the craft took off and disappeared.
However Greg didn't feel any different, and for the next few days he certainly didn't notice having acquired any super-human powers.
Three days after the UFO abduction, Greg was asleep in his bed when he had a vivid `dream'. One of the aliens was standing by his bed, and told him that his super-powers were in his penis. They would only become apparent whenever Greg ate organic carrots, so he must always carry at least one to nibble in case of an emergency.
Next day Greg was cycling past an organic farm and saw some carrots and other vegetables for sale, so he bought some. Once home, he put the vegetables away, but kept one carrot in his pocket.
Later that day he decided to just have a nibble of the raw carrot to see if anything happened. As soon as he bit into it, a strange surge of energy shot down from his mouth, thru his body to his loins. Greg suddenly felt something he'd never experienced before: an overwhelming feeling of LUST. He just wanted to go outside and fuck everything in sight. Greg's cat, Oliver, must have been psychic, as he made his escape thru the cat-flap into the garden and was nowhere to be seen.
The sheep in the nearby field all stampeded into the far corner away from Greg's garden, and looked very nervous indeed.
But Greg wasn't after cats or sheep, he wanted to fuck a man. He'd never had any kind of sex-drive before, so was a virgin. Suddenly he had this huge erection, and as he stood up and looked in the full-length mirror he was amazed to see that his entire clothing had changed, and indeed his appearance. Gone were the spectacles, he was no longer weedy and nerdy looking, but big, powerful, muscular and HANDSOME! He was wearing a skin-tight pink outfit with a lavender logo on his chest with a stylized SM. He also had a golden belt with a lamda symbol on the buckle, and red briefs. Plus, of course, the obligatory cape (his was purple) which all super-heroes wear. Purple boots completed this colorful outfit.
But most striking of all was the big purple cod-piece at the front of his red briefs. This emphasized the length and shape of Greg's now erect penis, which was 14 inches long. Greg got a tape measure and measured it.
Greg went out into the garden, and somehow he just knew he could fly. He leapt up in the air and was soon soaring over his village. He had super-hearing and X-ray vision, and as he flew over a house a quarter of a mile from his own home, he saw thru the roof into the bedroom of a teenage youth, Gary, whom Greg had seen around the village. Gary was blond, aged 19, and strangely for someone so young, muscular and handsome, he'd never had a girlfriend. Now Greg could see why. With his super X-ray vision Greg, or we should really call him Spunkerman in his new identity, could see that Gary was jerking off to a gay DVD on a TV set in his bedroom. With his super-hearing Spunkerman could hear Gary moaning and whispering to himself:
`I wish someone would fuck me like that, oh, if only a big strong man would break in and rape me I'd be so happy!'
Spunkerman knew his duty. Here was a poor fellow human being in need of a big cock like his, and a good fucking. Quick as a flash Spunkerman swooped down and flew in thru Gary's open window.
Hi, Gary, I'm Spunkerman!' said the colorful super-hero to a stunned teenager, in the middle of a wank. Now get your jeans right off, and your briefs, and lay face down on the bed. I've gonna give you a good fuckin', boy!'
`Ssh! My parents are downstairs!' said Gary, nevertheless doing as he was told and taking his trousers and underwear off, and laying face down offering his tight, bubble-butt to Spunkerman.
`Are you all right, Gary?' came his mother's voice from the stairs.
`OK, mum, it was just a program on TV' said Gary.
You shouldn't be watching those kinds of films,' said his father's voice. It's about time you got yourself a nice girlfriend. We've seen those DVDs you've got in your room. Disgusting!'
Come with me,' said Spunkerman, Before they come up here and catch us.'
With that Spunkerman took the half-naked youth in his arms and flew him out the window and back to Greg's house. Sitting the youth down on Greg's bed, Spunkerman then put on a giant condom, and greased up Gary's tight arse. The youth gulped in amazement when he saw the super-hero's gigantic purple cock when Spunkerman ripped open the Velcro fastening in his cod-piece and the purple monster sprang out, spraying gallons of pre-cum all over the room. Gary's eyes and face were covered in it, and as it ran down into his mouth, Gary moaned and stuck out his tongue, it tasted delicious.
`Now lay face down on the bed, and I'll grease you up' ordered Spunkerman. Gary was moaning as Spunkerman's fingers went right inside his hole, greasing it and stretching it ready for his giant cock.
This will hurt a bit, but take it like a man,' said Spunkerman, as he leapt on the bed and slowly eased his giant cock into Gary's tight, virgin bum. The boy started to scream in pain, so Spunkerman said: Sorry, do you want me to stop?'
`No, no, fuck me, fuck me. Make me your bitch-boy!' said Gary, now getting really carried away.
`OK, bitch, fuckin' take THIS!' said Spunkerman, as he suddenly rammed his whole 14 inches right up Gary's tight arse. The youth screamed and writhed in pain, but after a few seconds he was really enjoying it.
`More, more! Please fuck the spunk out of me, sir!' he was shouting.
`You bet your sweet virgin arse I will,' said Spunkerman, and true to his word after a few more thrusts the youth cried out:
`I'm cummin', I'm cummin'! Oh God, you're making me shoot my load!'
Spunkerman pushed his right hand under Gary's belly and grabbed hold of his cock. As soon as Spunkerman's hand closed over the head, Gary's cock spurted its cream into Spunkerman's hand.
Pulling out of Gary's arse, Spunkerman licked the youth's thick, creamy and sweet tasting spunk off his hand, and this really got Spunkerman excited. Gary was now sitting up on the side of the bed again, and looking at Spunkerman licking up the delicious teenage spunk. Then the super-hero whipped off the condom, moved closer to Gary and shouted:
`Watch out, I'm gonna spunk a big super-orgasm right in yer fuckin' face, bitch-boy!'
Giving out an erotic super-yell of orgasmic lust, the super-hero's cock exploded with the force of a missile launcher. Jets and jets of white hot spunky cream shot out of his mighty throbbing penis and drenched not only Gary, but the bed and the wall behind as well. Gary was literally drowning in spunk, his face couldn't be seen at all, and still Spunkerman was pumping more super-cum into the youth's face.
Gary gulped down gallons of the super-orgasm, whilst clearing it away from his nose with his hands so he could breath.
After their super sex-session Spunkerman let Gary rest in his bed for a while, before cleaning him up and flying him back to his bedroom. Placing him back in his own bed, his parents never suspected a thing. They just thought Gary had climbed out the bedroom window, onto the roof of the shed below and into the garden, thinking he was in trouble. He'd done this before. His parents were pretty easy going really, and made no attempt to confiscate his gay DVDs. Whether they'd let a 30 year-old super-hero rape their teenage son, however, was another question, so of course Gary kept this quiet.
`Anytime you need a good seeing to, just call me' said Spunkerman, giving Gary his cellphone number so Greg could nibble on a carrot and service Gary as Spunkerman whenever he needed it.
Two days later, Spunkerman provided another service for a rich gay couple in the next village.
Handsome Todd Johnson and his partner owned a big house with a swimming-pool, but because of the recent drought it was empty and he wasn't allowed to refill it. Spunkerman was flying over his house, saw the empty pool and Todd standing by it and saying to his partner, Billy:
`Well what are we going to do? We're having a raunchy pool-side party, pop stars and film stars will be here, and we've got no damned water in the pool!'
`Have no fear, Spunkerman's here' said the super-hero as he flew down and landed beside the empty swimming pool.
`Who the Hell are you?' asked Billy, staring at the colorful uninvited guest.
`I'm the newest super-hero, and I live in the next village. Now do you want a gay party that's really different? That will be the talk of gay society for years to come?' asked Spunkerman.
`Yes, that's exactly what we want, but we have no water in the pool. We drained it last week to clean it, then this ban came in and we aren't allowed to fill it again. I suppose we could buy loads of champagne and fill it with that, but it will cost a packet,' said Todd.
`I've got something better than champagne,' said Spunkerman, ripping open his Velcro fly and letting his huge erection spring out. His pre-cum already covered the bottom of the pool, because this time Greg had eaten three whole carrots for extra super-powers.
`Wow, look at that!' said Billy, in amazement.
`I don't believe it! And that's just his pre-cum' said Todd.
`Now if you want your swimming pool filled with spunk, you two guys get each side of me and jack me off into your pool!' said Spunkerman, getting really horny looking at these two young rich men.
Todd and Billy, in their smart lounge suits, collars and ties, were soon standing each side of Spunkerman and wanking his huge cock. Spunkerman really got turned on by guys in suits, and it wasn't long before he was reaching a super-climax with these respectable looking handsome men indulging in this filth and jerking him off.
Watch out, guys, here it cums!' said Spunkerman, AAAAGGGGH1 OOOHHHH! This is gonna be the BIG one. Oh, oh, I can't stop cummin'!'
For the next 20 minutes, as Billy and Todd continued jerking his cock and staring into the swimming pool in amazement, Spunkerman spurted gallons of creamy thick spunk into the pool until it was overflowing with cum.
Billy and Todd didn't wait for their guests to arrive. They stripped right off and dove into the spunk pool straight away, gulping it down and swimming around in it, diving under the surface, and finally coming out slimy and slippery with Spunkerman's load, and then spunk-wrestling by the side of the pool.
`Have fun, guys, I gotta go now', said Spunkerman as he flew off into the sky. The guests started arriving as Todd and Billy were still spunk-wrestling by the side of the overflowing spunk-pool.
My God! How did you manage this? It can't be real!' said one of the guests, kneeling down and scooping up some of the spunk in the pool and tasting it. It tastes, smells and feels like the real thing! Who's for a swim?' he yelled.
Soon 100 or so naked men were swimming in the spunk-pool, filling their glasses from it, spunk-wrestling by the side of it, and jerking off into it.
Great party, Todd' said one of the guests, Must have taken thousands of men to fill this pool.'
`No, just one, but he's very special, and very handsome. He's known as Spunkerman. Wanna hire him for your next party?'
Well, do you? You may not have a swimming pool, but think what fun bathtime could be!