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Superman Vs. The Bending Machine | PrivateDick | 1

 

Something went terribly wrong in Metropolis. At least it did for six of its citizens. And Lex Luthor was one of them. His plan was simple. He wasn’t even TRYING to destroy Superman this time. He was just feeling a little bored and thought he would use a recently invented machine created by S.T.A.R. Labs---a machine funded through his company LexCorp---to cause some minor trouble for the Man of Steel’s marriage to the Daily Planet’s star-reporter Lois Lane. But when the trap was set for Superman to walk into, that rampaging, brutish clone of his called Bizarro, came crashing down to pick another macho centric, ego-driven fight with the Man of Steel. In the process, they were all subjected to a dosage of the machine’s rays… including the two others standing by: the LexCorp bashing editor of the Daily Planet - Perry White and the irritating newspaper photographer - Jimmy Olsen.

No one knew what those rays did to them. They just stood dumbfounded waiting to find out if the machine’s rays had done anything to them. But Luthor knew. And he used his advantage to make his speedy escape. Apparently, Bizarro escaped as well, but not before completely destroying the machine that could have reversed the effects.

Luthor slammed his fists on his office desk. Angry at the brainless actions of Bizarro as well as the ever indestructible Superman. The corporate shark was fully aware of what the machine’s rays did to them all because he couldn’t stop thinking about Superman’s handsome squared-jawed face, or how the thin cloth of his uniform outlined every sculpted and chiseled muscle like a second skin. Had his long-standing foe always displayed such a captivating aura of masculinity?

This time Luthor used his strength to flip over the metal desk. He hated feeling vulnerable. He hated having these feelings of attraction toward his most hated foe. And he hated having had anything to do with that cursed machine. As a joke, Luthor had called it the Bending Machine because its otherwise pointless purpose was to enhance areas of mental stimuli within the brain that would enhance attraction toward the same sex twenty times the individuals norm. Lex had increased it to 100 percent. This did not cause decline to the attraction heterosexuals felt for the opposite sex, it only made the mental and physical urges for the same sex increase to the point of surfacing. In the near future, Luthor had planned to use the Bending Machine on many women.

But the machine wasn’t finished being tested. Luthor’s biggest fear now was that it would also make him act on those urges.

As Luthor stared out of his office window overlooking Metropolis… or, more specifically, the Daily Planet… thoughts of Superman crept back into his head and those thoughts turned into fantasies. So deep in thought was Mr. Luthor that he didn’t even notice the growing erection forming a tent in his tailored slacks.

AT THE DAILY PLANET: Clark Kent was deeply troubled. He had just returned to the Daily Planet after a long and intense fuck-feast with Lois. His overpowering urge for immediate relief shocked them both. This passionate act had left them drenched in sweat and body fluids as a result of multiple orgasms. But screwing his wife vigorously wasn’t what was troubling Clark. What indeed WAS bothering him were the thoughts of Lex Luthor that crept into his mind during his love making… or, more accurately, FUCKING. He had envisioned Luthor’s naked frame pounding into his wife. Clark imagined his foe staring at him with a devilish grin as Luthor thrust himself into Lois’ eager and gapping cunt. Clark had tried to force those images away by dedicating himself to giving Lois the best fuck of her life. But his thoughts of Luthor were persistent and somehow made their way back into his brain. Clark began to envision himself AS Luthor slipping his healthy pound of meat into the star-reporter, driving her to ecstasy. His mind also gave him disturbing fantasies of touching Luthor… feeling him… tasting him.

All the way to the Daily Planet, Clark Kent thought about Luthor. Even now, as he sat at his desk trying to focus on the next article he was supposed to be writing. He barely even heard Jimmy Olsen call out his name.

Jimmy Olsen was not aware of what effects the Bending Machine’s rays had on him. What he WAS aware of was that he couldn’t stop looking at every semi-good looking guy that passed by. Even when Clark Kent entered the daily Planet, Jimmy found himself unconsciously staring at his friend’s groin area hoping to catch a glimpse of which direction Clark’s manhood hung to.

What the hell was wrong with him? Jimmy had never thought of himself as gay. He was always girl-crazy and everyone knew it. He had already been slapped by half the female staff at the Daily Planet.

He found himself actually nervous about approaching his long-time friend, but felt that Clark needed to be warned ahead of time that Perry White was ticked off at the journalist. Cautiously he walked over to Clark and mumbled his name. Clark didn’t seem to hear him. His friend seemed to be in deep and intense thought about something. Jimmy tried calling his name again. This time, Clark heard him and jolted up.

“Uh… hi, Jimmy,” Clark stuttered then quickly reverted his gaze back to his typing. “Did you need something?”

“Y-yeah,” Jimmy replied. “The whole accident with Lex Luthor and Bizarro and that machine… Well, it’s got the Boss a little teed-off and he’s also mad at you for disappearing for a couple of hours.”

“What else is knew?” Clark asked sarcastically. When Clark finally looked up from his work, he noticed Jimmy Olsen had been staring at his crotch. Nervously, Clark looked down at his own trousers hoping their wasn’t any embarrassing evidence on him from his last meeting with Lois.

Oh Shit! Thought Jimmy panicking. He had been caught looking! He wasn’t even aware he had been doing it. Jimmy backed away slightly and tried to ignore the situation.

“There’s something different about the Boss this time,” Jimmy’s voice shook. “He’s been acting kinda funny.”

“It seems we all have, Jimmy,” Clark said staring into the young man’s eyes.

“Yeah… well… I just thought I’d let you know…”

“CLAAARK!” Perry White screamed from his office just a few yards away. It made everyone on that floor of the building jump.

Does Clark find out what’s eating Perry White? Should he sneak out with Jimmy to talk about what’s happening to them? Does he confront Lex Luthor... or does he go after Bizarro hoping to get answers about what Luthor was up to?

 

What happens next?

 
 
 

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