To Bocaj who was the muse for my Alphaman. To David SF who rocks worlds! Alphaman Meets Mr. Cole Lector, Part One. The Case Unfolds: 'Alphaman it's happened again!' the elderly police commissioner gruffly said as he gazed at the raven-haired superhero standing in front of him. 'Who is it this time?' Alphaman asked in his deep toned manly voice. 'Thad Loyne,' the commissioner ranted. 'The city's star quarterback. Just disappeared. Went out to dinner at the house of some man called Cole Lector the night before. Then that morning they are gone! We questioned Mr. Lector but there is nothing to accuse him with on this case or the others. Yet, every one of the missing men dined with that man the night before they vanished.' The well-formed six foot tall superhero shook his head. Another leading athlete vanishing without a trace. A determined look came over his strong handsome features as he recalled his last encounter with the quarterback. It had been at some charity function. Women had swarmed the tall powerfully built young blonde jock. They were attracted by his brown-eyed good looks and his reputation for being a true man's man. In fact the city's gossipmongers had trumpeted that last facet of his reputation as well, i.e. his considerable gifts in the bedroom and his skill in using them. Alpha man could not believe someone as well muscled as that could just be easily 'taken'. He fixed his steely grey eyes on the commissioner. 'I think I will pay a visit to this man. Perhaps my presence will intimidate him enough to confess!' With that Alphaman flew off determined to find out why the leading athletes of the city were disappearing. The Confrontation: 'I wish I could be more helpful Alphaman,' the middle-aged Cole Lector lightly lisped. He let his blue eyes take in the magnificently muscled form of the spandex clad hero. Alphaman's royal green uniform seemed to accentuate every ripple of his body. 'I merely had a pleasant dinner with these men. Afterwards they left. I'm just as shocked as you by all of this.' The slightly pudgy man let his eyes zero in on the nicely bundled package of the superhero for a few seconds then he lifted his gaze back to Alphaman's face. 'Well,' a strangely uncomfortable Alphaman replied. The man wore a scent that was sickenly sweet. He seemed so harmless yet Alphaman could not get over the force that lay behind the man's stare. It was unnerving for some reason. In fact the man's obvious leering over his super body was unsettling as well. Yet, despite his protests, Alphaman was sure this man held the key to the other's disappearances. There was something sinister about this man the superhero thought. He took in a deep breath. 'Too much of that cloying cologne though,' the buff stud mused. 'It really does get inside you too. I've got to determine how can this effete guy be involved?' He took another long breath then spoke, 'Mr. Lector.' 'Call me Cole please,' the man said as his eyes fixated n the taller man. 'Mr. Lector,' Alphaman repeated disliking something in the man's tone. It was haughty. No one had ever used that type of tone with him. 'I said call me Cole!' The stouter older man repeated with a touch more smugness. It was as if he expected his words to be obeyed. 'Cole,' Alphaman suddenly heard himself say. He silently rebuked himself for giving in especially when he saw the sneering look of triumph on Cole's face. 'We need to discuss this all in greater detail!' 'I'm afraid I'm a touch busy right now. Lets continue our chat tonight at dinner.' He smiled. 'You do want to dine with me. Yes, I can see it in your eyes. Good it's settled, right! I'll contact you on the time.' 'Yes sure Cole,' Alphaman heard himself say. He blushed at the tone of eagerness he heard in his voice. 'Well later then,' he blustered as he flew off. By now he just had to be away from that man and his cloying cologne. As he flew he decided that their next encounter would be different. 'Next time I control the conversation,' he muttered. Down below a grinning Cole nodded. He knew he had landed the first blow. He had been unsure if Alphaman would prove susceptible to his invention but to his delight it the brawny hero had yielded. True it was thanks to mixing in some radiated dust from the superhero's planet into the mixture. True also that the yielding was slight. He knew more would be required but the crack was there to exploit. He yawned and reached down to touch his crotch. 'My I'm stimulated.' He laughed as he saw his erection. 'I think I need to deposit another load into my quarterback!' He strutted off to a side room. 'I do enjoy my role play's especially 'sack the quarterback'! He entered a room and gazed at the bound figure on the bed. There naked and spread-eagled before Cole lay the powerfully built young jock that drove women wild. His long well formed legs strained at their ties showing off his muscled thighs and calves. His chiseled arms flexed their round biceps as he griped at his wrist restraints. The pillow that was placed under his hard muscled abdomen had raised his round full beefy butt upward. He moaned slightly. He turned his head to stare at Cole and grunted. He looked so sensual with his now mussed and unruly blonde hair framing his handsome All-American face. Thad focused his heavy lidded eyes on the older stouter man. 'I need it bad sir,' he managed to mumble though his ball gag. The blonde hunk wiggled his ass seductively.  'I need it so bad,' he repeated as he clenched and unclenched his rump ass for Cole's amusement. Thad lifted his hips upward for a second showing off his large balls along with an impressive erection. Then he humped downward and a stifled sigh of pure want emanated from his stuffed throat. 'If the women you plowed could only see you now,' a smirking Cole said as he undressed. He came alongside Thad and rubbed the bound football star's ass. A low moan of desire came from the blonde stud. 'Easy boy I'll do you soon.' Cole replied as e grabbed more cologne and sprayed it directly into Thad's face. A goofy grin of satisfaction came over the young quarterback. 'But first let me re-tell you all about yourself.' As Cole spoke to Thad the former's s mind returned to thoughts of Alphaman. He unconsciously stroked himself into an erection. Then, when he was satisfied he had informed Thad sufficiently, he jumped onto the bed and straddled his athlete. 'You know Thad if you did not play quarterback I bet the position of tight end might be another option for you. At least for a short time more right,' he laughed as he 'drove the ball in for another touchdown'! Dinner: Alphaman arrived for 'dinner' at the appointed time. He found that Cole had arrange for them to be served in 'Roman Fashion' with each of them reclining on his own antique Roman styled couch. The air was filled with the same sweet cologne. 'A bit unusual way to dine,' Alphaman said with a touch of discomfort as he gazed at his host. Something about this man's demeanor of smug superiority bothered him. 'I prefer unusual,' Cole replied wearing that same curious grin that he had at their last meeting. 'Care for a drink.' Cole asked as he poured out a large liquid into a goblet on the table. 'I don't drink,' Alphaman said with a touch more vehemence than he intended. What was it about this man that got under his skin. 'Oh I insist you drink,' Cole responded as he pushed the goblet toward his guest. 'I said drink. I will take it as a sign of rudeness if you don't,' he sharply stated. Alphaman found himself surprisingly reluctant to annoy his host. He reached over and took the goblet. 'I really don't drink intoxicating beverages even though they don't affect me,' he muttered as, to his surprise, he gulped in the dark foamy brew. The liquid gave him a warm feeling that no other beverage had ever given him. He stared at the goblet and found he wanted to drink more. 'Yes it is quite tasty,' Cole sighed as he watched Alphaman drink the last remnants in his goblet. 'But I believe you needed to ask me something,' he purred as he refilled Alphaman's vessel. 'Well.. .ah.. yes,' the buff superhero sputtered as he drank more of the liquid. 'These men. Disappearing and.. all dined with you!' Cole eased himself into a sitting position. 'Yes they all did. Let's see. There was that recent Olympic gymnast who won the all-round event. That young baseball player who is well known in the gossip sheets as a real ladies man. Not to mention hmm.. ah yes, that German soccer star and the calendar model fireman who won that triathlon contest. All dined with me. But it was nothing sinister. They came to me for counseling.' 'Counseling,' Alphaman asked in confusion as he stared at his host. Reclining, as he was, it seemed as if the sitting Cole was now looming over him. He told himself to get up but as he did he saw Cole clearly signal that the superhero shouldn't move. His brain kept asking himself why he was continually yielding this 'high ground' in his encounters to this man. Alphaman normally dominated everyone around him as well as any situation. To his surprise he found being on the defensive both novel and rather fascinating. He gulped more of the brew as his throat went dry. Yes,' Cole continued saying. 'You'd be surprised at how badly our so called powerful athletic men need counseling. All that preening they do in their field. All those women they bed. Actually I've found the more macho-acting an athlete is the more he secretly craves to be free to be the opposite! I bet you are the same.' 'I.. ah,' Alphaman answered unsure of how the conversation turned to him by now. 'Me.. opposite?' 'Yes I knew it,' Cole chuckled as he got up off his couch and sat on the table right in front of Alphaman. Now the superhero's head was directly opposite Cole's crotch. He quickly glanced up to focus on Cole's face. He tried to rise but Cole put a hand on Alphaman's shoulder to push him back. 'No relax,' Cole stated in a tone that felt as warm as the liquid Alphaman was drinking. 'You see I've made a study,' Cole stated. 'Secretly men, like yourself, must feel the weight of continually feeling responsible for others. Acting the way you think is expected. Well that pressure must be unbearable. Like my other guests I'm sure you long just to let someone else run things. In fact,' Cole muttered softly as he gazed at the prone superhero. 'I'll bet you've never had a good sexual orgasm in your life. Probably too scared to 'not fit' your image.' Alphaman gulped as his throat constricted. He could not believe what he was hearing. Yet a part of him had to admit the burdens of his role were exhausting. As for sex well it was out of the question. He gazed at Cole. 'I'm not sure how we started this talk,' he said weakly. 'I should go!' 'Shh its okay,' Cole answered as he reached out to tousle Alphaman's hair. Cole presumptuous intimate touching felt amazingly nice to Alphaman. He blinked to clear such thoughts from his mind. 'I know you want to yield up all those responsibilities. From the first moment we met I knew you secretly wanted someone to take control perhaps.. even control over you? That inner longing you hide to just let your submissive side out and be free. Frankly your macho hyper masculine posturing all the years to be so manly looks like a cover.' 'A cover,' Alphaman wheezed as he forced himself to rise. 'I think.. .I.. not.. true.. I should.. .go,' he babbled as he rose from his chair. 'Well you think about it,' Cole said as he too got up. 'Come back any time. Just remember the more powerful the man the more submission he inside of him' Alphaman staggered from the room and barely managed to fly off. He reached  a nearby tower and rested there. His insides were a mass on confused turmoil. As he pondered what had occurred he used his acute supervision to gaze into Cole rooms. To his shock he saw a black leather partially hooded figure come up to a naked Cole and drop to his knees before him. The kneeling man was taller and powerfully built with a well-defined chiseled torso. He wore only a chain collar and some type of shiny metallic codpiece. Alphaman was stunned by the contrasting juxtaposition of this imposing buff figure kneeling humbly in obedience before the smaller stouter Cole. Still there was something in that dynamic between these two men that fascinated him. Cole seemed to have this larger more imposing man under his sway. Alphaman recalled his encounter with Cole and he found his throat had gone dry. He focused his vision to pierce the hood and identify the muscled hooded figure. To his stunned surprise the kneeling man was Thad!  The quarterback dropped his head signaling a further act of his clear submission. Cole grabbed his own cock and waved it in front of Thad's face To Alphaman's horror, the quarterback opened his mouth and leaned into give Cole a blowjob. The dumbfounded superhero fixed his super-hearing on the men to see if Thad was being raped or acting under duress. 'Oh gees I love sucking your powerful dick,' Thad said in his soft Southern Texas twang. 'Oh fuck I truly do need your cock so bad in these last few hours.' 'Good boy,' Cole laughed. 'Yes I know its fine. Go on be the best cocksucker you can. No more macho playacting. Accept the freedom now to be the personal dick lover for a powerful man. ' Cole gazed up and looked to the wall. For a second Alphaman almost thought the stout older man could see him. 'Yes, be what you are. A true submissive. Be it. It excites you! All those woman acting like you were the man with them when secretly you just wanted someone to be the man for you.' 'Yesth,' Thad responded as he orally serviced Cole. 'I sure as heck was a total closet submission.' 'Yes,' Cole hissed with derision. 'It is always the strutting heroes who truly crave dominance. It just takes the right man to saddle their ass and bust them into their natural role.' Alphaman had the wild notion that this man was speaking directly to him. He watched as Thad slurped and suckled on Cole. After awhile Cole pushed Thad onto his back. He inserted a ball gag into Thad mouth and then tied Thad's strong arms behind him at his wrists. Taking a paddle from off a table he and proceeded spank the quarterback's luscious high and tight dimpled butt. Thad moaned in a way that demonstrated he loved every whack on that rump that women fantasized about whenever he wore his tight shiny football outfit on the field of play. Alphaman could not stop looking. He was transfixed by how Cole was completely taking charge. Unconsciously he reached down to rub his own rapidly swelling bulge. Finally a clearly erect Cole threw away the paddle and began to screw Thad. The more powerfully built and the fatter man humped taller jock with any letup. Thad took it. He loudly moaned in ecstasy through the ball-gag as his ass was continually being penetrated. Thad was obviously begging for every fuck-thrust. While this was going on, Cole was repeatedly trash talking the quarterback. Alphaman stared as Cole's stout frame pistoned in and out of the butt-crack of the jock. Then Thad uttered a strangled cry. He blew a massive glob from his erect cock. Alphaman moaned as well and, to his own mortification, his super body shivered while he too experienced his first powerful sexual emission. Panting for air the superhero stopped looking and sat on the tower. All this horrified him. Alphaman man observed the growing wet spot in his green spandex crotch area. He had masturbated himself for the first time in his life. He gazed around and quickly flew off hoping no one had seen what had occurred. Something was wrong. He vowed to visit Cole tomorrow and find out what that something was! As he flew his nuts tingled and a small part of his brain lit up. Nighttime Emissions: Alphaman did not get much rest that night.  Normally the stalwart hero slept untroubled by dreams. Tonight however he flung in his fortress bed tossing and turning under his sheets. Visions of what he had observed earlier replayed in his brain. He recalled every sound Thad had made. How blissful he appeared as he groveled before Cole, his taller move powerful frame under the domination of the older stouter man. There was something unmanly about Thad's actions yet something hypnotic in it all as well. Alphaman deeply sighed in his slumber as his mind now visualized a muscular leather clad man crawling up on all fours to a naked Cole. How the man's deferential manner seemed so natural. The man had on some type of dog shaped hood as well as some type of black leather thong that obscene cupped his heavy cock and balls. The back center strap of the thong lewdly separated the man's large ass-cheeks. Coming out from between the twin muscled orbs of the man's ass was something that looked like a tail. Alphaman gulped as he realized it was a butt plug up inside the leathered figure. Each of the man's hands were trapped in a enclosing type of rounded smoothness that gave his fingers no room to open or even be seen. His strong biceps and forearms sensually flexed as they moved his entire body even closer toward Cole. Alphaman had seen something like this when he once walked past a leather emporium for adults. He recalled such outfits were for men who wanted to be treated like dogs by other men. Alphaman shuddered as he saw this massively built 'dog' provocatively howl and bark while a mocking Cole made him do doggie tricks like roll over and sit-up-and-beg. After awhile Cole pointed to his cock and the dog-man greedily crawled to it and sucked it through a slit in his mask's mouth. A series of low growls emanated from the dog-man that made Alphaman's entire body quiver with sensations he could not put a name too. Suddenly Cole pushed the other man to the floor and began masturbating over the latter's face. Cole then gruffly ordered the dog to unmask. Alphaman eyes popped open as the face of this man was revealed.  He was the dog-man! He saw himself open his mouth. Was he going to protest? Cole spurted his spunk into the mouth of his 'dog' in that vision. The last image the stupefied superhero had as he woke up was the look of utter happiness on his doggie face as his tongue hungrily lapped up the creamy jism Cole was squirting all over his face. 'Arrrgghhh,' Alphaman groaned as his eyes fluttered open. He blinked at his surroundings in cold sweat. As he moved his muscular form on his bed, he became aware of a colder wetness in his crotch area. He looked down. His sheet was wet and his crotch felt slimy and sticky.  Alphaman realized, to his complete shame that he had clearly ejaculated copiously during what was, for him, the first wet dream he had ever experienced. He rose up quickly feeling a need to shower and, with a gnawing fear now of his prearranged meeting with Cole. Still, he decided, had never shown fear before and it would be unmanly to do so now.  Alphaman cleaned off and dressed. He set off for his session with Cole. As he did do so, deep in his mind a part of him eagerly awaited that new encounter. Just Say It: Alphaman arrived at Cole's house determined to control this conversation with the man. A servant escorted him to a room where Cole was waiting. The air in the room was pungent with that sweet cologne Cole seemed to favor. 'Ah so good to see you.' Cole said as he rose from his desk. He went over to a wet bar and poured a drink. 'Here have one. Its hot today and you must be parched. No I insist.' He forcefully stated before Alphaman could protest. He handed the superhero the glass. Alphaman took the cup and angrily drank it just so he could get to the conversation he wanted to have with Cole. The warmth of the liquid flowed into him. 'Now I think you want to tell me something Alphaman about what you did last night?' Cole asked lightly. Alphaman was dumbstruck. How did Cole know or, rather what did he know? He was trying to think of how to get off the subject when Cole gave him a stern look. 'Tell me right now!' 'I.. I.. well.. I saw.. er.. Thad with you,' Alphaman muttered amazed at his both his instant compliance at Cole's 'order' and how, once more, Cole appeared to be taking charge of events. 'Invasion of privacy,' Cole mockingly gasped. 'Oh is that what you do?' 'No,' Alphaman sputtered in embarrassment. 'I was. I was.. .checking to.. .to find.. I'm sorry,' Alphaman sighed as he shrank under Cole's withering gaze of disapproval. 'I apologize.' He said lost in a sea of mental confusion over how this was all turning out. 'Well I will overlook it on one condition,' Cole replied firmly as he took a pen and wrote down words on a paper. He folded it and handed it to a superhero that, was feeling quite uncomfortable. 'You must say this aloud right now AND three time later today when you are alone. Once said before bedtime naturally. But always said out loud!' Alphaman opened the paper and read the lines. He glanced up at Cole. There are expletives in this,' he replied in a panic. 'I've never used foul language in my life. It isn't proper!' 'Is invasion of privacy proper?' Cole queried clearly enjoying being on the higher ground. 'No,' Alphaman reluctantly answered. 'Go on then. They are just words. Unless you are afraid you might enjoy saying them? Maybe get a small erotic charge?' Cole smirked. 'Is that t? You fantasize about being a potty mouth?' Alphaman gulped. He was trapped. If he didn't say them Cole would think he was afraid or worse that these words excited him on some level. Also, he felt strangely guilty at invading Cole's privacy. It had seemed so right to do it last night in order to be sure Thad was okay. Now Cole had made him feel wrong. it was as if Cole was subtlety in a position to judge him. The penalty was really so slight, he told himself. He nodded and read the words: 'I was a complete fuck-up to do what I did. Only a real pussy violates a man's privacy. Mr. Lector should haul my ass over his lap and whip my butt if I every behave like such a bad boy again. I will never be such a naughty shithead again sir!'  Hearing himself say these words in his deep voice burned his insides. His crotch tingled as unexpectedly a vision of himself sprawled butt-naked and ass-up over Cole's lap sprung into his mind. His cock lurched in his tight spandex costume. Alphaman quickly banished the thought. His throat was so dry now. He looked up from the paper to see a smiling Cole handing him another glass of liquid. Alphaman took it and gulped it down hoping to wash away the taste of his admission and whatever he had just felt. 'Good boy,' Cole said using a superior tone that Alphaman found demeaning yet somehow appropriate to use on him given all that had just occurred between them. 'I'm afraid I must dash. Come back tomorrow,' Cole abruptly stated as he escorted a weakly protesting Alphaman out of the room. 'By the way remember to say what's on the paper three more times. Oh, do use expletives more often. It suits you. In fact it will give you a nice aroused feeling when you do. You won't even notice doing it either I think nor, recall this final conversation just now. Yes do that,' Cole finally said as the servant arrived to escort the hero from the house. Cole watched the superhero go. He couldn't believe his luck. He had taken a chance by asking the stud about what he did after he left. Once Alphaman cracked and spilled his guts Cole just played it all by ear. Watching the rigidly moral hero actually submit to saying those words had been the definitive turning point. True, Cole had recklessly pushed the envelope with his suggestion to the superhero about a potential 'sexual excitement' in using expletives. Still this too had paid off. Alphaman's crotch had clearly swelled ever so slightly after he said the expletives. Cole knew he could push the hunk farther now! As he stood outside of Cole's mansion the befuddled hero was unable to make sense of why he let himself be treated in such a high handed and demeaning manner. His hand crushed the paper it held. He looked down at it. 'I've got to say this fucking shit two more times too,' he angrily said. He flew off not even cognizant of what he had just said or that his crotch had swelled slightly in its spandex covering. That night he went to sleep after saying his 'speech' out loud for the last time. During his dreams he again saw himself being spanked while he bawled and cursed like a stevedore on the docks. Unconsciously his hand reached to rub his engorging cock. 'Fuck yeah,' he groaned as his muscled body quaked. 'Aw fuck yeah!' The next morning he had a vague recollection of his dreams and realized, once more, he had another nocturnal emission. He showered cursing and vowing that his next meeting would be fundamentally different. He was so intent on that last matter he was never truly was aware of his prodigious use of expletives or how he masturbated to a orgasm. Kept Promises Alphaman returned to Cole's house wondering why he felt compelled to see this man. Clearly Thad had not been either kidnapped or imprisoned. Still, the superhero reminded himself, other athletes were missing. There was something about Cole that he felt needed exploration. When he arrived he was quickly escorted into the same room in which Cole had met him on the other day. 'Oh you came back,' Cole said with an air of indifference that surprisingly annoyed the hero. 'I trust you said those lines as you promised too.' 'I did,' the buff superhero grumbled on edge over both Cole's coolness and his rather smug demeanor. Why did this man always get under his skin? 'Did you really? All three times and especially at bedtime?' Cole asked in a way that seemed to be mocking him. Alphaman lost his composure. Who was this guy to question his honesty? Cole's parental tone made the superhero feel like he was being addressed like some naughty boy. 'I said I did okay!' he angrily replied. 'Every word,' Cole pressed.  I said every fucking word!' Alphaman yelled Cole put on a look of shock. 'Well such language.' He exclaimed. 'Did you hear yourself just now?' Alphaman blinked. He knew he had said something but.. 'Here just listen,' Cole stated in feigned disgust. He hit a button on a nearby tape recorder. As he heard himself saying 'fuck.' Alphaman's mouth fell open. 'I.. I,' he mumbled horrified at both the cavalier way he had used the expletive and the tingling in his balls when he heard his voice saying it. 'I mean here I thought of you as a standard for good and you invade my privacy. Then you curse at me for no reason. And you promised to behave too.' Cole snapped at the cringing hunk that was now, as Cole intended, fully off his stride in their meeting. 'I.. I.. am so sorry,' Alphaman uttered in confusion. 'Well you said THAT yesterday so your words of apology are clearly worthless.' Cole gazed at the now thoroughly unnerved man before him. 'Of course as long as you accept your punishment I guess your words might be valid.' 'My.. punishment?' The superhero nervously asked. 'Why yes,' Cole replied with a smirk. 'You stated if you misbehaved again I should haul you over my knees and spank you.' 'You can't be serious?' The stunned hero barked in disbelief. Cole looked at him an arched an eyebrow. 'So you are a liar too. My, when word of that gets out!' He stopped speaking to let the full impact of that statement strike home. Alphaman was completely at sea mentally. He tried to think but the wild logical ride he was being put through shook him. He breathed in deeply once more finding that sweet cologne so unsettling. 'I don't lie, honest,' he responded in a tone of voice that sounded pathetic. 'Well prove it.' Cole shot back as he took a seat and patted his lap. 'But I cannot be hurt by human things,' Alphaman suddenly said breathing with relief. 'You have that belt from your planet around your waist,' Cole yawned. 'Give it to me!' The bewildered superhero cringed. He was truly caught now. If he refused to be subjected to this indignity he would prove his words yesterday were a lie. His reputation was everything to him. 'Okay,' he sighed as he pulled off his belt. 'But only a few smacks!' 'I will only stop when you promise to be a good widdle boy,' Cole said teasingly as he took the belt. Alphaman shook his head and gently draped his tall muscular body ass-up up across Cole's lap. 'Go on,' he mumbled. To his shock Cole swiftly reached Alphaman's waist and rapidly pulled down the hero's spandex uniform to fully expose his rear-end. 'What the fuck?' The hero yelped as he found himself bare-assed over the man's fleshy thighs. He started to rise up but Cole used that upward motion to first firmly grab then yank down the spandex from its front. Now the uniform was totally below Alphaman's knees. Alphaman halted knowing that if he now got up off Cole's lap the result would be to completely expose his genitals to Cole. 'You never said this part. Shit,' he moaned in mortification as he eased back down. He decided he would just stoically endure this humiliating activity in silence. Alphaman was determined not to show any emotion in front of Cole. 'He will see that a true man feels no pain from someone like him!' Plus, he was resolved not to give Cole any satisfaction. 'Go on,' he snapped, 'Do your worst.' He doubted Cole had much power in his flabbier body to hurt him in any way. 'Still using bad words I see. Well bad boys must learn,' Cole laughed as he raised the strap and brought it down on the superhero's twin hard mounds of ass-meat! 'EEEEEOOOOWWWWW!!!!!'

 

Kyle Cicero

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