The Tower awoke in a fright. He had been dreaming.
More like having a nightmare actually.
Covered in sweat, the 8 foot tall muscular giant was still breathing heavily from the experience.
Not much in the known universe left the invincible hero afraid.
However, this hallucination had the man rattled.
And they were becoming more and more common by the night.
"Nathan, are you awake?"
Nathan Quick, The Tower's sidekick, best friend, and... lover... was asleep on the hunk's massive chest, snoring away as usual.
Apparently not.
The Tower sighed.
Flexing his right pectoral ever so gently, the hero delicately shook his best friend awake. Nathan often used any number of The Tower's muscles as his own personal pillow.
Not opening his eyes, the cute 20 year old soldier just smiled.
"Are we having an earthquake?"
"I wanted to talk."
"Tower, it's 1am. We spent all day fighting The Diamond Horde. The last thing I want to do is talk."
Nathan closed his eyes once more.
The Tower continued to flex his pec.
"It's important, Nathan."
Nathan opened his eyes again, annoyed.
"Fine," relented the lithe stud, quickly wrapping his legs around his hero's waist, to sit upright above the huge hunk. "What do you want to talk about?"
Nathan Quick stared down at the handsome muscular giant he was so incredibly in love with. Not for the first time did the soldier believe that he was the luckiest sidekick in the world.
But as The Tower began to explain what was troubling him, Nathan hushed the man gently with a finger.
"Mind if I?" grinned his boyfriend mischieviously, nodding backward to his lover's crotch. "You know... while we talk?"
The Tower didn't answer him. Instead only rolling his eyes.
Nathan was always the horny one.
The Tower himself, couldn't actually feel a thing.
But that did not stop his cock from remaining forever long and hard. A tower for Nathan to ride to his heart's content, as often as he pleased.
And please he did, very often.
Lowering his cute round bubble butt down on The Tower's veiny thick member, Nathan breathed a sigh of deep contentment.
This was the life!
So as his sidekick began to undulate and contort his thin, toned body on top of the behemoth that was his best friend, The Tower was finally able to talk.
"I've been having dreams."
Grunting quietly, Nathan responded.
"Is that unusual, Big Guy?"
The Tower looked uncharacteristically shy.
"These are."
"Oh yea... what's in them?" said Nathan as his hips rotated below him, the sidekick's interest actually piqued by his lover's words.
Once again, The Tower did not know what to say.
"Um... we are having sex."
"Now we are talking Big Guy!" grinned the soldier. "Why didn't you say so earlier!?"
Nathan took fistfuls of The Tower's muscular chest into his hands for leverage, as he leaned his head over that of his best friend's.
"There are others with us..."
"You kinky bitch," moaned Nathan as he started to ride The Tower's manhood with gusto, winking at his hero as he did. "What are we doing with them?"
Again, hesitation.
"We are... servicing them."
"You kinky bitch!" laughed Nathan as he ground his rear end down hard on his lover's meat. Sweat was starting to glisten all over the sidekick's naked smooth body.
"No you don't understand, Nathan..." said The Tower in a whisper. "I'm not sure it's consensual!"
More fits of laughter from his friend.
"Oh Big Guy," the younger hero breathed in excitement. "That's so normal, I just can't even."
Nathan continued to ride his stud for all he was worth, not understanding how worried The Tower actually was!
"You have no idea the fantasies I have for The Anaconda!"
"Nathan!" said the huge handsome hunk in shock. "He's a killer!"
"Don't judge!"
"He's also not very attractive."
"Sometimes you don't have to be Big Guy," grunted Nathan as he leaned down and kissed his man square on the lips. "Though it sure does help."
"The thing is..." continued The Tower not sure exactly how to say it. "In these dreams... I'm not sure I've ever been more turned on in my life..."
"I'm not sure reaching 0.5 on The Richter Scale is that big of a deal Tower," replied Nathan as he himself had just worked his own body into a sexual frenzy on top of his best friend's pole, while The Tower himself remained as nonplussed as usual.
"No Nathan, you do not understand," said the muscular hero turning red all over. "I've even cum from it!"
Nathan stopped riding his best friend immediately, to just stare at him in disbelief.
"No fucking way!"
The Tower only nodded shyly. Never in their nearly 2 years of dating had the giant ever climaxed!
"Show me."
"Nathan, I can't...these are... wet dreams," explained the massive hunk as his smaller friend continued to sit on his fleshy girth.
"Try Big Guy. Do it for me," said his sidekick as he began to twist his body once more around the hero's turgid shaft.
The Tower nodded again, relenting, and tried to remember the dreams that had been haunting his sleep.
He was on his hands and knees, surrounded by scores of naked men.
The Tower's cock jerked inside Nathan at the thought.
He was slurping on load after load of sticky wet semen.
The Tower's rod burped out precum while still inside his friend.
Nathan felt that one, and looked at his hero curiously. He had never seen the man's dick erupt any sort of liquid the whole time they had been together. Was it true after all!?
The Tower beneath him, continued the replay of his dreams in his head.
The hero was being fucked! Not only in his ass, but also in his....!
The Tower's eyes rolled to the back of his skull as he climaxed inside Nathan Quick for the first time in their whole relationship!
Nathan, for his part, could not believe what was currently happening inside his gut.
His man was cumming! Finally!
And what a cum it was! Torrents of hot manjuice flooded the sidekick's rectum as the massive hero's giant balls unloaded every last ounce of his seed into his best friend.
Overwhelmed by the sensation, Nathan reached his own orgasm as well, hosing down The Tower's muscular chest and beautiful face with his own syrupy goo.
"Oh Big Guy!" cooed his sidekick, falling in love all over again. "I can't believe you did it!"
Nathan leaned down and frenched his hero's semen soaked face in a long lurid kiss.
The sidekick was in heaven!
Biting the huge handsome man's luscious lips, the lad however immediately recoiled in shock.
There was the slightest hint of blood on his tongue!
But it could not be!
The invincible Tower... was bleeding...
"If you say that one more time, I will shoot your chrome head so full of holes, they won't know which ones were your face!" shouted Nathan Quick as he aimed his gun at the robot in front of him.
"I'm sorry, Sir! But you are just going to have to wait a little longer," answered the mechanical man.
That was not what the angry soldier wanted to hear!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" screamed the handsome sidekick as he unloaded bullet after bullet in the direction of the android.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
Several of the small pieces of metal nicked the robot's steel head as they whizzed by to impact on the wall beyond, leaving long thin smoking scratches on the side of its face.
Nathan was a true marksman, his aim unbeatable. And the lad wanted to make his strong feelings clear.
The Tower, however, was not amused.
"Nathan, you're making a scene."
Turning around to face his man, inside the lobby of the Medical Wing of The League's Western Headquarters, Nathan's mood was still sour.
"We have been waiting here for over an hour!" exclaimed the furious boy. "What if it had been worse, Tower? What if The Voidmen had returned!? What if half of you was caught in the NetherRealm again!?"
"You're my other half, Thinbean," said the huge giant with a weary smile. "Now will you sit down. I'm fine."
Returning to face the mechanical receptionist in front of him, Nathan tapped the robot's metal skull with his pistol.
"You got lucky. This time."
Sitting down in the seat beside his man, Nathan crossed his legs in a huff.
"How many times have we saved the world, Tower?" said the cute sidekick. "How many times have we gone the distance? And this is the thanks we get!?"
"You can write one of your sternly worded letters when we get home."
"You better believe it, Big Guy."
It was still early of the same morning that the heroic lovers had discovered one of them was having a medical issue of the superextraordinary kind. Somehow, in some way, the invincible Tower... was now... human.
It might have been only a small tear in his lip, but the ramifications were immense indeed.
Without his indestructible nature, the hero was now vulnerable to attack from not only any supervillain that wanted to take advantage of the situation, but also any lowly thug on the street with a gun.
Whatever the reason for The Tower's sudden onset of humanitis, it was Nathan whom had insisted they visit The League's medical clinic without delay, speeding break neck through the busy streets of Capitol City in their military "company" car.
"It's not going to help any if you run over a citizen," said the muscled hunk, never having seen his partner act this way.
"I'm up a few," breathed Nathan heavily as he swerved onto the sidewalk to reach their destination faster.
"Not sure it works that way, Nathan!" exclaimed The Tower, his eyes wide as their supercar rocketed over the pavement and through the next intersection, the brake pedal never once crossing his sidekick's mind.
When the tunnel under the river was blocked with traffic, just as usual, it was time for that little red button on the stickshift. Wings extending from its sides, the heroic craft roared into the air, weaving through the city's skyscrapers before barreling out over the water.
"You know, even with all this..." said The Tower as he looked at his best friend, staring maniacally out the windshield for any bird that dare flap its wings in their way. "I wanted you to know I had a good time this morning."
Turning to face the hulking hero in the passenger seat, the sidekick did not know quite what to say.
"Oh you dumb fool," whispered the boy as he leaned forward, kissing his man on the lips.
The two made out in their flying car for far longer than necessary, until finally they both needed to breathe.
"Let's make sure to do it again soon," said The Tower.
"Anytime Big Guy. Any time," replied his sidekick, "All you have to do is throw me on the be..."
"Nathan!" called out the hero, as their personal jet began to tilt toward the river below!
"Right! Sorry!" said the smaller man, his attention back on the flight path ahead. Distracted, the horny boy had almost crashed them into the cold water! That would have added some unwanted wet minutes to their travel time indeed!
But the duo had reached The League's Western Headquarters in record time, without any further vehicular incidents or unsupermanslaughter in the slightest. Unfortunately, the lad's virtuoso wheelman efforts had been mostly in vain however as the pair had been forced to languor in the waiting room of the secret hospital while the appropriate medical staff arrived.
"I'm going back up there," said The Tower's anxious boyfriend, his next to no patience already long exhausted.
"Don't make me hold you down, Nathan."
The sidekick just side eyed his hero on that one, but did as requested nonetheless.
In not too much time longer, one of the doors to the Medical Wing's reception area swung open, to reveal another robot worker beyond.
"Tower, The" said the medical droid to the waiting room.
Nathan Quick was the first on his feet. "That's us!"
His best friend was the next to stand, coughing an ahem.
"That's me."
A green light on the robot's face blinked.
"The Doctor will see you now."
The huge hairy giant sat naked on the cold metal examining table, his hands covering his genitals.
A stethoscope was moved slowly over his massive muscular chest.
Not a sound could be heard from the heart beating somewhere inside.
"Now when you say you felt some pain, would you describe it as sharp? Or would it be more of an ache?"
The Tower looked at his clothed boyfriend and sidekick sitting nearby, unsure of himself, then answered.
"I have no idea what any of those words mean, doctor."
"Hmmmm. I see," said the amicable rotund bald man as he pondered what to do next.
The doctor then picked up a small rubber hammer, and hit the gigantic hero's knee very slightly.
It did not move.
"I guess I shouldn't have expected that to work either."
The hero and sidekick glanced at each other once more.
Nathan finally interjected.
"Doctor this isn't just a case of the flu, here. This is The Tower! The Walking Wall itself! He simply should not be able to be hurt!"
The doctor nodded, slowly.
"I suppose you're right, boy. We can skip the formalities then. One moment please."
The fat round man then waddled to the other side of the lab, then from behind a curtain, rolled out a massive laser gun device! The short bald man then slowly and surely pushed it all the way back across the room, tiny wheels squeaking the whole way, until it was pointed directly at The Tower's head.
The beam weapon looked like it could melt through the walls of Fort Knox!
And the tip of the huge laser was now touching The Tower's forehead!
Something was comically unright here....
"Uh, doctor?" asked The Tower, while superhuman, still never really liked any sort of gun aimed directly at his temple.
"Oh, I'm sorry. This looks bad doesn't it!" the overweight man laughed to himself, while leaning against the huge energy weapon thing with a grin. "Let me explain!"
"Your powers Tower seem to grow from your pent up masculinity. As you described earlier, once you achieved some measure of release with Mr. Quick here, you became vulnerable to harm for some time."
It was the orgasm! Nathan could not believe their luck!
Not only was the boy horrified to learn that it was him whom had caused his hero damage, but also that it was due to their frolicking!
"You mean he can't have sex!" exclaimed The Tower's sidekick, no longer seeing the point in being alive.
"Not without reducing his abilities dramatically, Nathan," said The Doctor with a sad smile. "But not to worry young man, they don't call me "The" Doctor for nothing!"
"Who calls you The Doctor?" questioned the naked hero.
"My patients."
The hefty man then flipped a switch on the weaponlike metal cone device next to him, and the electronic contraption came to life with a dizzying amount of blinking lights as it powered on.
"I believe this may have all started with the hallucinations you have been telling me about Tower. They seem to have excited you to the point of causing your current weakened state. These have to be related!"
"Then we have to stop them!" said The Tower forcefully. He would do whatever it took to regain his invincibility!
"Quite," said The Doctor. "But first we have to find where they are coming from. And I doubt it's from inside!"
"Then from where?" queried Nathan.
"My theory is this lad. The Tower can not be effected from anything within our universe. So the source has to be from without!"
"From outside our universe?" said the hulking nude hero incredulously.
"Precisely!" exclaimed the fat bald man. "Now if you'll hold still one moment, this should not hurt in any way at all whatsoever!"
The Doctor pulled a trigger on the device and a beam erupted from its huge tip to envelope the hero's head!
The man had been correct, however. There was no pain in the slightest!
"Let's see now..." said the rotund overweight medical professional.
Turning various dials and knobs, the fat scientist analyzed the readouts with intense concentration.
Some moments passed.
"There! There it is!" exclaimed the man suddenly, jumping to his feet. "A signal from another dimension, attuned exactly to your brainwaves Tower!"
"Can you stop it, Doctor?" asked the hairy giant.
"Stop it? Tower, its source lays outside the fabric of our very reality!" said The Doctor, shaking his head. "You could at least give me a few minutes."
The man nearly fell over laughing.
The Tower looked at his sidekick, whom was equally baffled by "The" Doctor's behavior. Usually "mad" scientist meant criminally insane! Not daffy!
However when the bizarre overweight man had been given the requested hundred or so seconds, he had indeed arrived at a plan of action!
"Alright, in order to reach this dimension in question, boys, we first have to find it!" explained the man in excitement, dashing around the room. "And there are about an infinity and a half universes to search."
"That's a lot... right?" asked Nathan not sure what the man was trying to say.
"Quite!" said The Doctor. "But our hero here is acting like some sort of resonating dish, collecting these waves into himself from wherever they are emanating!"
"Meaning?" prompted the hero once more, as the man had become distracted by one of his tools.
"Meaning that we can use you Tower, to find the original source of the broadcast!"
"Let's do it then," said the huge hero, ready to be himself once more.
"There's only one issue though," said The Doctor, looking a bit nervous.
"And that is?" said The Tower calmly. The handsome supersoldier was used to always having to do it the hard way.
"You're going to have to have sex," said The Doctor blankly. "Wild hot kinky sex."
The "hard" way, it was!
"I still don't feel anything, Nathan."
With The Tower's sausage wedged all the way balls deep down his throat, that was not exactly what his sidekick wanted to hear!
"Mmmffmmfff!" exclaimed the lad, drool spilling from the corners of his mouth as he tried express his frustration.
He had been blowing his hero for some time now, trying to get the man aroused! But whatever magic spark had caused the hunk to erupt his mancream that morning, it now seemed to have vanished!
"Still no change over here either," said The Doctor from his readout devices. "Maybe if you gave it some more gusto?"
"MMMFSFSSSFFFCKMSSF!" sputtered the cute 20 year old soldier from around The Tower's cock as he flipped off the scientist with his free hand.
"Nathan! Be nice, Thinbean."
The middle finger was redirected in his hero's direction.
But slurp and suck and spit polish The Tower's rod, the dedicated sidekick continued to do nonetheless. If it helped his hunk regain his invincibility, then the lad would do almost anything! Including chow down on the beefcake's manmeat in full view of the strange Doctor in this bizarre medical laboratory.
Some minutes later however, the rotund bald man once again chimed in.
"This just isn't working."
Removing The Tower's tower from his throat, like a sword from its sheath, Nathan finally came up for air, gasping heavily for oxygen.
"Thanks for trying, Little Buddy."
"Any... *cough* ...time... *sputter* ...Big Guy."
Nathan usually didn't even try to blow his hero, what with the feeling of a warm mouth being entirely lost on the man. And the lithe side kick couldn't really say this time had gone any better than the ones before.
Troddling his way over to the pair, The Doctor was in his own way, equally disappointed.
"Your mind seems to be rejecting the signal, Tower," said the man confused. "Your brainwaves just don't seem to be resonating with the foreign broadcast."
After fiddling with his devices, The Doctor spoke once more.
"Is there anything different you are doing now than from before?"
"Anal?" offered The Tower.
"You've got to be kidding me," breathed Nathan, not altogether into the idea of fucking himself for hours in The Doctor's office to no avail.
"Are you sufficiently into it more?" questioned the overweight man. "Whatever it is that is missing, has to do with your mind."
The Tower briefly thought on it. What had Nathan and him done this morning differently?
Then he had it!
"Nathan asked me to describe the hallucinations!"
"And are they different from what you are doing now?"
The Tower nodded.
"Well I'm usually the top," said the hero a bit sheepishly. "But in these dreams...."
The hairy stud trailed off.
"He's been a bottom slut!" finished Nathan, sure it must be the answer.
"I wouldn't exactly call it that...."
"How many men at once Big Guy? Be honest!"
The Tower turned beet red.
"Thirty. Maybe more," said the giant handsome hunk, looking down comically ashamed.
"That's it!" cried The Doctor. "This signal is designed to try and convert your sexuality! You need to humor these fantasies if we are to find its source!"
"But... I'm not sure I want to..." said the huge muscled man shyly.
The Doctor had had enough!
"Listen you overgrown neanderthal! You are going to grab that pathetic worm you call a cock, and jerk it thinking of every dick that never made it inside your mouth and always should have!"
"Doctor!" exclaimed The Tower's sidekick, shocked at the elderly man's sudden tirade.
The rotund scientist was also a bit surprised at his outburst.
"I didn't know I had it in me!"
Turning to face his man however, Nathan now understood what had to be done to save the hero!
"Come on, bitch! Get that boydick leaking, faggot!"
"Thinbean!"
It was The Tower's turned to be caught off guard.
"Don't Thinbean me, slut!" barked the now domineering sidekick. "You know you want to work that pecker in front of us, bitchboy!"
"I can't...."
"Not only in front of us Tower, but every supermedical professional in the world when I show them this recording!"
The Doctor had raced to a nearby camera, and had switched it on while the naked hunk wasn't looking.
The blinking red light caught the hero's gaze...... and held it.
That had done the trick!
The hunk's cock was starting to quiver!
Nathan and The Doctor glanced at each other! It was working!
They had to keep the giant's arousal going!
"Yeah you like dirty talk, cunt?" shouted Nathan. "Show us how much it turns you on to do what you're told, cocksucker! Jerk that dicklit!"
Looking back and forth between his boyfriend and his doctor, not finding any mercy in their glares, the heroic Tower finally complied.
And moaned immediately as the result!
He could feel his meat in his hand! For the first time!
"Oh fuck yea," groaned the stud, beginning to get turned on beyond his ability to control.
"Yea, superslut, work those titties for us too!" called out the scientist grinning. "The viewers are going to love that!"
Hesitatingly The Tower's other hand moved to his nipples, and began to twerk and twist them just as ordered.
"Duuuuude," grunted the hero as arousal filled his soul, the otherwordly signals merging with his brainwaves once more.
He was performing sexually... on camera!
The hero felt so ashamed!
And somehow so horny because of it!
What would the citizens of Capitol City think if they saw him now?
Achingly hard and leaking while feeling himself up on demand!
More embarrassment!
More heat inside!
Peering at his readouts, The Doctor began to see what he was searching for! The source of the broadcast was beginning to be resolved!
"Nathan it's working!" whispered The Doctor. "We have to keep him going!"
Knowing it was for not only the good of his man, but also for all of mankind as well, the lithe sidekick grabbed ahold of The Tower's tits and yanked them hard!
"FUCK!" bellowed the horny hero, not used to any sort of pain whatsoever! But with his increased libido had also come more vulnerability, and the aching of his pecs now added to the hunger growing inside.
Cocksnot burped forth from his greasy pud as his fists worked his shaft in a blur.
"Yeah, get into it bitch!" ordered Nathan, now in command. "I seem to remember you sucking cock in your dreams, boy. Well pucker up faggot, and kiss the meat of a real man!"
Nathan let his trousers fall to the floor, and his own wood sprouted forth into view.
"On your knees whore!"
Groaning at even the thought of sucking off his best friend on camera, the sweaty muscular hero was soon on his hands and knees, his sidekick's thin long rod embedded deep down his throat!
"Mmmmmm," moaned the hot hunk as he tasted a dick for the first time outside of his nightly hallucinations.
"Oh fuck yea, dicklicker," cooed Nathan as he began to thrust his hips forward to meet the warm wet mouth of his hero. "How do you like being the sidekick for a change, faggot?"
Apparently a lot indeed, as the massive erection flopping around between The Tower's muscular sweaty thighs leaked torrents of balljuice onto the floor as he serviced the younger man's meat voraciously.
The Doctor grimaced however.
As much as the rough sex was now working to turn on the hero, it was still not enough to find the source of the signal! The professional superscientist knew he had to assist more!
Waddling around behind The Tower's upturned ass, as the huge hairy man kneeled on all fours, the rotund older man began to slap the sweaty cheeks repeatedly!
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
"Who's been a naughty bitch!?" called out The Doctor. "Answer me slut!"
A meek whimper emanated from the throat of the cock gobbling stud.
"Loud enough so the camera can hear you, whore!"
"MFFEEEFFFFHH!" answered the horned up giant as commanded!
The hunk was now so into doing whatever told that slime dribbled from his untouched rod, whenever he complied with an order.
To lick Nathan's balls.
To beg for harder spanks!
THWACK!
To moan so loud that passerbys in the Medical Wing must have heard the cries for more!
Whatever Nathan and The Doctor demanded of the hero, the sex addled stud would obey, a puddle of man goo forming underneath the kneeling hunk as his quivering member yearned for more!
Motioning for Nathan to switch places with him, The Doctor next took his turn with The Tower's handsome mouth.
"Sucking on the cock of your lover is one thing bitchboy. But slurping on the rod of a stranger is quite another!" taunted the fat scientist. "Taste the manhood of your better, you moronic supercunt!"
"Yes, Sir! Right away Sir!" said The Tower submissively without hesitation, the signals from the other universe now dominating his mind.
Tasting The Doctor's fat phallus, the hero was overwhelmed by the shame of servicing someone so much less desirable than he! He had to have more!
Licking the wide shaft, swirling his tongue around the spongey head, wolfing it down his throat over and over, the muscular hero was in hog heaven for the man's cock.
"Make sure to smile for the camera Tower!" laughed The Doctor, as Nathan began to slap his rear end raw, the wet orbs jiggling in the well lit hospital room.
The stud's eyes locked on that blinking red light once more as he felt his meaty bubble butt spanked over and over like the bitch he was becoming.
THWACK
THWACK
THWACK
THWACK
The Tower's eyes were still being held by the camera when he felt his rectum entered for the first time, the man crying out around The Doctor's rod in unfamiliar, yet still electrifying pain.
Nathan had decided to next fuck the rosebud that had been winking at him the whole time he had been working the hero's red rump into jelly. It was for the greater good!
"Oh yea boy," moaned the sidekick as his sweaty lithe frame worked itself back and forth above his man as his cock rammed itself home inside The Tower's ass! The boy had wanted to do this for years, but the hero's supertight sphincter would have never let his dick through before now. Time to make up for lost time!
The horny sidekick began to rabbit fuck the muscular butt of the great Tower, gripping the man's meaty hips for leverage as he plowed the hero's anal lips asunder!
"Oh Tower," called out The Doctor as he withdrew his wet member from the man's hungry mouth. "You still looking at the camera slut?"
Indeed the sweaty horny hulk still was, such was the erotic thrill being filmed gave his hard meat below.
And so it was with his eye's glued to the camera lens, the hot stud's face was splattered with the seed of the elderly Doctor!
Squirt after squirt of hot cum arced onto his shocked handsome features as the scientist emptied his balls onto The Tower's heroic head, until at last he couldn't see at all!
Oh fuuuuck! He was acting like such a bitch!
The Tower felt his cock quake beneath him wildly as it rocked back and forth from the fucking his ass was still receiving! He had never felt so horny in his life!
His tongue shot from his mouth to slurp up any of The Doctor's load it could find, as the bitched man began to put on a show for that insidious camera!
He was so hot!
So horny!
He'd do anything to himself or for others to have more!
And then suddenly The Tower was no longer on his hands and knees anymore...
He was still having sex... but somehow this body was not quite his own...
It was covered in semen. Every square inch drenched in cum....
Every hole he had filled with cock!
And he had so many so many of them...
"Fuuuuuuck," moaned the hero from his own body as Nathan continued to fuck his ass achingly raw.
"Nathan, we are almost there!" called out The Doctor. "Make him cum! Now!"
"You hear that Big Guy," grunted his sidekick. "Cum for me Tower! Cum for me while I cum in you!"
Nathan Quick then let himself hurdle over the edge of his climax, flooding his man's loose rectum with his essence!
"Duuuude!" cried out the boy, having one of the largest orgasms of his young life.
Whatever or wherever the sticky, horny, thrusty realm was The Tower's mind now dwelled, he still felt Nathan's hot seed filling his insides to the brim.
And because of it, the horny hero's manhood unloaded onto the floor beneath him in many messy blasts of cum, like a firehose with no one holding the end!
Watching his monitors, The Doctor was elated as the universe from which the mysterious broadcast emanated finally was resolved!
They had done it!
As a team!
Some horny, sexy, wildly gay... team!
It would take The Tower some minutes for his balls to finish jettisoning his viscous manly syrup from his tired sweaty body.
All the while Nathan laid over his muscular bare back, exhausted from the energetic fuck, his own cock still embedded inside to the hilt, keeping his semen lodged inside.
At first The Tower had been unable to stand after his orgasmic ordeal, only able to lay in the pool of his own cum. But eventually with the help of both Nathan and The Doctor, the weary sweaty giant was able to sit upright once more.
Cum soaked, the man did not bother to dry himself before trying to tell his friends what he had experienced.
There was someone else! Someone in that other universe that needed their assistance!
His name... The Dome.
"With the information we gained here Tower, I should be able to send you and Nathan to that exact destination. Only then can you end the broadcast. Only then can you rescue whomever you witnessed."
"We need to go now Doctor," said Nathan earnestly. "There's no time to lose!"
The Tower placed his hand across his sidekick's bare shoulder, and shook his head.
"I think we can take our time actually, Little Buddy. I need to recover first. Maybe have some breakfast," the giant smiled wearily.
"But I thought you said this man needed our help?" asked Nathan confused. "That he is in danger!"
The hero raised his eyebrows, not sure exactly how to explain...
"He does," said The Tower slowly. "And is..."
The sweaty naked stud then looked Nathan directly in his handsome, loving eyes.
"But honestly... I sort of think anyone having so many orgasms... all at one time no less... can maybe hold on a little while longer if he needs," said the attractive hero. "I'm somehow sure he won't mind all that much... actually."
The three men then went for breakfast, taking their sweet time to formulate a plan.
The man came.
And came. And came. And came.
Covered in cum.
He came.
Coated in slime.
He came.
Dripping with semen.
He came.
The man came.
And came. And came. And came.
In fact he had come so much, that might be all that he was now.
The come. The orgasm. The electric clench of flesh, now to never cease.
He knew had been someone else once.
Before he had started to come. And come. And come.
A person. A man. A Tower!
Now however, he was filled with cum.
The cum of others.
The come of true men.
Now he was just... a Dome.
Smearing the viscous syrup over his huge smooth muscles, left there by these more realer truer men... The Dome came.
And came. And came. And came.
The seed of these men spilled from his mouth.
Dribbled from his ass.
And flowed from his... vagina.
His mancunt. His boypussy. His third fuckhole.
Just the thought of it, just the thought of what had been taken...
...made the giant muscular man writhe on the floor where he laid, his orifices twisting in the fit of an orgasm, clenching at what should have been inside them, and currently was now not.
He was alone in the center of a room.
On his back.
Hands spreading the cum of others all across his slick wet frame.
Over the bulging muscles of his massive arms.
Sliding between the mounds of his huge pecs.
Washing the ripples of his sculpted abs.
The man bathed his body in the viscous seed of men, cumming from every square inch of his frame that felt the horrible, delicious squish of the pale slime as it coated his being from head to toe.
At every corner of the room, on the ceiling, were an array of cameras.
Live feeds that broadcast his lurid performance to every corner of the globe.
To anyone whom wanted to see, or masturbate to, what had become of the world's once most manliest man.
Knowing he was being watched...
Drenched so completely in the loads of those whom had so irrevocably unmade him...
Visibly missing the manhood that was everything he had once been...
The man came. And came. And came.
The Dome wanted to be filled once more.
To be stuffed full of cocks in every hole he had.
To be rammed by their flesh until his own remained nothing but a quivering wet gooey mess.
But there were no real men with him now.
And sometimes there were so many!
Right now he was alone.
Alone in the center of a room televised to millions.
He would have used his hands to fuck his holes himself.
But the unman was not allowed.
All The Dome was let do was smear the thick ballsnot across his huge muscular form, and come from the mere sensation of the wet slimy feel.
And come. And come. And come.
The pathetic failure soon started to beg.
To whine for cock as he climaxed, full on view of the world.
Louder and louder until he was moaning for it.
Not that the cameras missed a single one of them to begin with.
Everyone knew that the man hadn't just been beaten.
His very soul had been destroyed.
And they could hear it with each simpering plea...
Not for a release from his bonds.
But for the hard dick of a real man... to fuck him senseless over and over on full display of them all.
Eventually a true man entered the room.
Naked, strong, and hard.
The masculine stud loomed over the demolished unhe, his cut shadow cast over his soon to be conquest.
Then the hunk entered The Dome with his manhood... and began to fuck away.
The once hero came immediately, his pussy clenching the thick meat for which he had so pathetically whined. Unnatural in its origin, the cunt overwhelmed his mind with a sensitivity a thousand times that of normal.
The not man's eyes rolled to the back of his skull, as his third hole was reamed asunder by the steady delicious hammering of the real stud whom had finally come to his rescue. A salvation not of freedom, but of ecstasy itself.
When the true man finally came, the hunk unloaded a whole sacks worth of male spunk directly into the aching yawning vagina of The Dome. Squirt after sticky squirt flooded into the raw pussy, until it squished and sloshed with the continued pistoning of the cock still hammering its way inside.
The defeated unhe cried in bliss.
This messy wet union of bare muscular flesh was all he was for.
And he had just fulfilled his true purpose.
The only thing that could make him happier was what the real man did next.
Withdrawing his slick manhood from The Dome, the stud soon replaced it with his fist.
Then pushed it inside until copious amounts of semen started to slough out around the thick hairy arm.
The Dome arced his back high, reflexively, as his vagina was stuffed by the hand.
Tears streamed down his handsome face as orgasms wracked his body unending.
The cries of his voice echoed throughout the room.
He wanted this!
He needed this!
The world understood as they watched every recorded minute that his captivity was not slavery.
Instead, the reward of the most truest failure the Earth had ever known.
His endless orgasms, punishment for the extent he had fallen as a man.
His comes, gifts of ecstasy that only the not he like he could ever enjoy.
And enjoy them, he endlessly did.
The fist punched his gut like a freight train, ramming its muscled furry length so far into his sloppy cunt, that it would have burrowed out The Dome for which he had been named, had it not already been created by so many acts just the same.
And he came. And came. And came.
Eventually the real man's second arm joined the first inside the vanquished unhe, this time sinking inside The Dome's equally wet and cum dripping ass.
The unman felt so full!
So beyond engorged with the flesh of a true stud.
No one alive had ever been so truly fucked as he!
The Dome could only quake and writhe on his back as his pussy and rectum were fisted into sore, aching, swollen, semen soaking messes, his body never once ceasing its waves of climaxes the whole time.
Eventually his shameless moans of pleasure left the failure hoarse, unable to make a sound from his cum soggy throat any longer. And yet still his conqueror fucked his holes wide.
On and on.
Forever in front of the world.
One real man after the other.
Until one day, one day quite like all the others, wind began to roar inside the room deep underground.
Flashes of light!
Sparks!
Fire!
Standing there above The Dome were now two new men.
Men that had come to rescue him.
Men that had come to free him from the fate of which he been so exquisitely doomed.
"You with me Nathan?" asked The Tower as he stood in a large dimly lit room.
"In it to win it," replied his sidekick beside him, cocking his guns. "Where are we Big Guy?"
Moments before, the pair had been in Their Doctor's bright laboratory.
Now however the two were in another world entirely.
"Not sure, Little Buddy... but I think there's something wrong with the floor..."
It was sticky.
Every square foot of it was covered in a mysterious substance nearly an inch deep!
"Maybe we aren't in the right place," continued the huge giant as he peered into the darkness.
"Tower," whispered his lithe soldier friend. "There's someone over there."
Sure enough, half way across the room, a solitary figure was laying on their back across the floor.
Naked and glistening in the black.
As the duo slowly approached the man, they could see he was moving.
Rubbing his shiny bare flesh with whatever liquid had somehow flooded the room.
"It's you Tower!" said Nathan, the breath taken from his chest. "It's him! The Dome!"
The heroes had come here to save the man.
Save him, and end the broadcast that was leaking into all nearby dimensions, including their own.
Staring intently at the muscular naked, cum drenched body of The Tower's alter ego, Nathan Quick had more revelations to discover.
"They really did take his tower, Tower...." said the boy in disbelief. "But what the hell is that in its place?"
The Tower also loomed over his obliviously masturbating other self, trying to discern that odd indentation on the man's crotch.
"I'm not sure Nathan..."
"It looks like another butt?" said the lad, still confused. "Why would they give him another butt!? Kinky bastards!"
Finally, seeing the pair standing over him, The Dome's eyes went wide, recognizing his own face!
It took the horny man awhile to process what it meant. Still too hoarse to talk however, he could only gesture at the cameras on the side of the room.
The heroic rescuers turned to see the blinking lights, which had been recording their arrival.
AAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
But it was too late!
Klaxons filled the air!
"We've got incoming Nathan!"
Within seconds, soldiers were streaming into the underground room, bullets flying!
The sidekick dived out of the way.
The Tower... charged!
Barreling into his foes like a bull, the gargantuan stud knocked his armored enemies aside as if they weighed nothing, flinging their limp forms clear across the room to impact heavily against the far walls!
Bullets ricocheted harmlessly off his handsome furry frame, shredding only the hunk's clothes, as The Tower tore through any and all that stood in his way.
The man was a beast!
A whirlwind of violence and mayhem!
A concussion blast personified itself!
The still standing soldiers started to flee!
But were meant by a hailstorm of fire from the ends of Nathan Quick's uzis.
The acrobatic gunslinger continued his constant stream of metallic death all the way through a series of dizzying somersaults and backflips, never letting any return fire ever find its mark.
When the boy finally landed his floor routine, the room was now silent, his hero breathing heavily beside him. Every last enemy lay incapacitated on the floor of the cum soaked room around them both.
"That was fun," panted the sidekick.
"Definitely," agreed The Tower, his huge chest rising and falling for air.
More klaxons, however, ended their brief respite.
Hatches in the ceiling flew open, and soldiers once again started to fill the room, sliding down long black ropes to land all around the pair.
"Time for some Disco?" yelled his best friend, once again dodging out of the way of harm to begin another set of deadly twists and twirls.
"Fine!" sighed the hero. If he must!
The giant then began to thrust his muscular hips, sauntering toward his enemies in a dance to music only he could hear, all without raising his fists in violence even once.
Stunned by The Tower's bizarre behavior, his enemies eventually just stood still in their tracks to watch. When the huge man had finally reached the center of their group, shaking it the whole time, he once again called out to Nathan.
"But why do I always have to be the ball?"
The lad then erupted with fire aimed directly as his hero, as the man continued to dance oblivious to it all. Ricocheting off his flesh harmlessly, the bullets found their second targets expertly, downing the enemy soldiers scattered throughout the room as The Tower undulated his hips to their doom!
Once more the room fell silent.
Once more their foes lay felled beside them.
"There better not be too many more," said Nathan Quick winded. "I might start to get tired."
"You baby," winked The Tower at him.
More klaxons.
"I'm going to need to exit Stage Left here Big Guy!" said the sidekick as once more a battalion began to storm their location.
"One door, coming up!" replied the hero as he bolted toward a nearby wall, using every last one of his muscles in awesome coordination to heave himself through the barrier without breaking a sweat.
The boy was through the hole in a flash, while The Tower returned to the center of the battlefield.
"Hold the fort while I'm gone!" called out Nathan as he darted down the adjacent hallway.
"What else would a Tower do?" said the hero, grinning.
The Tower continued to decimate any and all that stood against him.
So much so that the unconscious bodies of his enemies began to stack on top of one another in the semen flooded underground basement room.
At this rate, it would take an entire army to bring the man down!
An army... or a Doctor.
Words echoed through the chamber as the hero continued to demolish his foes.
"Well I have to say... this is more than a little surprising, Tower!" the voice rang out through the violence. "Even when yours is no more, you still find a way to return!"
"I think you'll find," said the hero as he punched a soldier clean through the wall. "That mine's never left!"
The colossal stud then hurdled another enemy at the speakers, crashing the electronic devices in a sparking mess. Others however, still echoed with The Doctor's voice.
"Wherever did you get that remarkable device?" questioned the scientist, his cameras zooming in on a tiny earpiece the heroic hunk was wearing, blocking the other man's insidious mind warping signals. "I must say it's the work of a true artist!"
With their miniscule electromagnetic wave shields active, The Tower and Nathan Quick had been able to invade this realm without succumbing to The Doctor's sexual siren call! It was the handiwork of their own daffy scientist.
This mad doctor however was not still without his own tricks!
"I doubt such a tiny thing will be able to block my array when it is set to full power!" taunted the fat genius.
The Tower's ears immediately began to ring, as the device he wore gave off sparks, overwhelmed with the new antagonizing energy.
Clutching his head in unfamiliar pain, an erection sprouted forth from within the hero's short shorts!
The Doctor would not fall without a fight!
Meanwhile, racing down the endless corridors of the underground facility, Nathan Quick was lost!
"Fuck me!" cried out the boy, standing alone in one of the labyrinthian intersections.
Then he too also grabbed his head, his ears ringing much like those of his best friend, as the crazed scientist turned the dials of his evil machine.
But in order to send out the highest frequency waves, The Doctor had to target The Tower specifically, and soon the lad's ears were free of pain once more!
Shaking his head, Nathan tried to recover!
That's when the sidekick saw a strange sight in one of the rooms nearby.
Himself!
Being double fucked in the air, held aloft on the cocks of two soldiers hugging this other him between their chests, all three of them unaware of their new audience.
"Man, am I sort of cute," Nathan thought to himself as he watched the wild threeway through the door to their chamber.
Walking slowly up behind them all, the sidekick finally caught his other self's attention when he was only a few feet away.
Nathan waved hello, then knocked the two enemy soldiers out cold in an instant, using the hard metal sides of his uzis.
"Did you need help with that?" asked the boy mischievously. "You'll have to excuse me if I interrupted."
The other Nathan looked confused.
"I can think! The Doctor's rays must be off!"
The erect boy got to his feet and looked at his savior, recovering his customary attitude in no time.
"What are you some kind of clone?" said the still naked boy, acting like he just hadn't been caught fornicating with the enemy.
"Alternate dimension doppelganger."
"Right. Naturally," said the other sidekick, dusting cum flakes from his torso casually. "You know those strikes were a bit off. These men could wake up anytime."
Sensing some competition burgeoning in the other lad, the clothed Nathan ducked the challenge.
"You know where they store the power conduits to this facility?" he asked, trying to focus their brotherly banter.
"Maybe," said the other Nathan with a grin, winking at his opposite. "What'll you do for me if I did?"
Back in the underground fuck chamber, The Tower was in dire straights indeed. His massive meat, now let free from his tight uniform, had been worked into a greasy wet blur by his fist! Unable to continue the fight, the new soldiers to the room laughed around him as the hero fell to his knees.
The Doctor's rays were overcoming his mind!
The sexual heat inside him growing beyond any ability to control!
That's when the mad scientist himself made his appearance, wanting to taunt his returned foe in person. Waddling into the cum filled room, the evil man began his soliloquy immediately.
"I really should expect nothing less from a man who named himself, The Manhood!" taunted the insane doctor as he looked on his enemy without remorse. "It seems like you couldn't wait until we were done to start playing with yourself Tower!"
"You won't get away with this, you fat fuck!" yelled the horny hero, his arms not obeying his mind as they pleasured his body.
"And who's going to stop me, boy? You?" asked the scientist laughing as he ran his thick hands over The Tower's broad muscled back. "No. I think you are going to do exactly what I say, Hero. Because it makes your pathetic little pecker so hard to do so!"
"Ugh!" grunted The Tower. Even just The Doctor's dirty talk was turning him on!
"I know what you really want lad! I know what's now your heart's desire!" continued to taunt the mad scientist. "To no longer be a Tower. To no longer be a man! To instead... be our Dome!"
The Doctor's terrible words echoed in the hero's mind, insidiously increasing his libido with each horrid dominating detail. There was nothing the reeling man could do to resist their effect!
"I think you should know exactly what's to become of you... while you cause the result yourself, boy!" ordered the scientist. "I think you should fuck The Dome to your manhood's end! What do you think lad?"
The man groaned in unwanted desire. He had to resist the horny command! He had to be strong!
But couldn't! It was just too hot to obey!
"Yes... Sir...Fuck!"
Slowly The Tower walked toward The Dome, still on the floor in the middle of them all, each step as if one foot closer to doom.
Laying his huge muscular body over that of himself, cum greasing their torsos between, The Tower entered The Dome!
And fucked it, hard and raw.
Laughter rang out through the chamber as the evil doctor and his henchmen watched another hapless hero end his manly existence just for their own hysterical pleasure.
The biggest cock in the world was now plowing the deepest pussy!
And in the end, there would be nothing left but another superdome for them all to endlessly fuck to their cocks' content! The evil men inside the room could not wait!
The Tower knew he had to halt his actions!
To prevent his hips from thrusting forward again and again into the warm wet embrace of The Dome!
But the hot stud's cunt below felt just too good wrapped around his own hard hot meat!
There was nothing now The Tower could do to keep his wet steel from reaching its horrible climax inside The Dome!
"I'm sorry," whispered The Tower to the muscular friend he had hardly met.
The Dome, finally finding his voice, whispered back.
"I'm not."
Both came at the same time, their lips locked in overwhelming passion.
One into the other.
The Tower shooting his seed into The Dome.
The Doctors' mirth sounded throughout the fuck chamber, as the hero became vulnerable and weak from his orgasm! It was time for another Dome to be created!
Unable to move his body as the soldiers approached, The Tower could only watch the massive hypodermic needle as its length neared his balls!
Then, at the last moment, a muscled arm gripped its pointy length, and crushed it in its fist.
The Dome had awoken!
The facility shook as an explosion rocked the underground lair!
The Doctor had miscalculated!
What The Tower had lost... The Dome had now gained!
Energized by the manly essence unloaded into his gut, the once hero felt a strength surge inside him that he hadn't felt in some time. And now free of the mind warping rays, thanks to the efforts of the Nathans, The Dome was the enemy the villains never saw coming!
Moving quickly to his feet, the cockless giant became a blur of carnage and revenge.
Shouts!
Shock!
Bulletfire!
But the army that had stood no chance against The Tower, equally fell to The Dome!
Crushed by his massive fists, clobbered by his humongous strength, demolished by his muscular body, the new hero made short work of whatever guards left The Doctor now had!
When finally his storm of destruction had ended, only the fat scientist remained standing.
Arriving back in the fuck chamber just in time to see The Dome stride toward his nemesis, his own Nathan called out to him!
"Dome! Don't do it!" said the naked boy. "We are better than that!"
Ignoring the lad, The Dome grabbed the discarded needle laying on the cum drenched floor, and jabbed it into The Doctor's crotch without a moments delay.
The scientist shrieked as his genitals morphed into a pussy!
"Nooooooooo," bellowed the mad scientist as his manhood wilted into oversensitized cunt!
Immediately the defeated man's thick hands found this new wetness, and beyond his ability control, the once man began to pleasure himself on the floor in front of his enemies.
"What have you done!?" cried out the shocked new unhe, tears streaming down his face as he experienced the first of his many new climaxes.
"Doctor," said The Dome. "This is exactly what I think of you too."
The Dome then squated over The Doctor's face and pissed into his open mouth.
Choking, sobbing, the thwarted mad scientist writhed in horrible unwanted ecstasy as his new vagina started to throb with a hunger that would never end.
Walking toward The Tower and the two sidekicks, The Dome finally replied to his Nathan.
"Better than what?"
Then the naked Dome entered the dimensional portal that had just materialized in the room without saying another word, opened by the other Doctor somewhere beyond.
Nathan Quick turned to The Tower.
"Dude... The Dome is sort of hardcore."
The Tower groaned as each of his balls was licked by a hot mouth of its own.
One Nathan wherever, however his hero wanted!
"Oh yeah, Thinbeans! Don't ever stop!"
The sweaty horny stud was getting used to having two boyfriends service him!
And to having any sex at all for that matter.
It was only in fact due to his own Doctor's clever designs that such a feat was even remotely possible!
Back in their original dimension, the heroes first had to figure out what to do with their new guests.
The Dome, a powerful new ally, could assist The Tower where even Nathan could not. The only hitch though, the other superstud would need the cum of his brother to reenergize his abilities.
So it was that The Dome came to wear canisters of the other man's virile seed, ready to ingest the substance on a moments notice in order to do battle. And war the man did make once more, making a name for himself as a warrior to be reckoned with. This new domain had hardly ever seen a fighter of his skill and prowess, and certainly had never seen the likes of the genitals now residing between his legs.
For The Dome had the only cunt in this other dimension, one existing entirely of men! The one in which The Tower and Nathan Quick had always been lovers.
The Dome was actually okay with having the sole way any of these manly dudes would ever have in fucking what he now possessed. Often of these, turned out to be the secretly domineering Doctor of this universe. The Dome, unable to shake the cravings for hard submission that had been forced on his body for so long, actually found an equal in that of this new not so diabolical Doctor. And the pair's rough lovemaking became legend to anyone within earshot.
And so with The Dome currently on duty to save the world, with The Doctor at his side, the two were ready to fight any untimely disaster that reared its ugly cockhead.
This in turn let The Tower enjoy some much needed rest with his new boyfriends.
Using a device built by their scientist, the hero could increase his libido safely, and climax his sack deliciously dry, while The Dome took over his schedule on these days off.
Embracing in their bed built for three, The Tower and the two Nathans kissed for hours.
These men knew the pleasure that few ever did.
The ecstasy that could only come from making love with a superhero!
-Fin
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