WOWOWOW! i am not normally into superhero stories, but i have to say that this is one of the hottest erotic stories i've ever read! Like Superman trapped by his adversary and then finally making his escape, i would normally read part of a superhero story and then quietly make my escape. Not so at all with this one. i kept reading in part because it was totally a mental mind trap reading about Superman's arousing agonizing loss of control. i could vividly feel his pounding, the impossibly erotically pleasurable pounding, the slow loss of strength and energy and finally will power. Then Parasite would leave and Superman would begin to recover, break his chains, and i would be quite sure once again that he would make his escape and devise a plan to victory. Again no! each time more easily taken and controlled, his body slowly shrinking and his mind closer to surrender before fighting back once again more weakly than before. When i doubted the hero had the capability to win the day, i found comfort in the idea that the Parasite would not drain him dry and lose his opportunity to rebuild and re-energize. i thought if it came down to it, Superman could negotiate on this point. True, Superman would likely be irrevocably enslaved to Parasite, but at least alive. In fact at this point in the story, i personally surrendered to Parasite's superiority. When this opportunity was quickly crushed by the news that the changes became permanent when the victim was fully drained, all hope was dashed. The victim had nothing with which to negotiate. Like one of the other readers, i am not into 'snuff' scenarios. Still, this was after all a superhero fantasy, and Parasite did truly win the game. So while i would have preferred some sort of total enslavement scenario at the end, if the superhero had to go, it was a good way to die! As the author, you are the Master of the story. You truly mastered this story, so i surrender! What a way to go!! Thanks so much! P.S. i still lament the loss of Landon and the other jocks, particularly since they apparently only got to reach that amazing sexual crescendo once before drying out like prunes. Still they did experience it once.

What a fantastically fun story! You capture the voices perfectly, and the imagery is, dare I say, delicious. ;p And @Nutiper--in thinking about it, the leprechaun said "a hundred SCORE." Does that mean that our hero has to suckle a hundred cocks, or TWO THOUSAND? :O

Oh damn but I *do* love a good blowjob scene... With a handsome muscled milkman, to boot... Plus this whole damn concept — "one blowjob down, lad, now ninety-nine left to go!" — all set in 1950s Ireland, and with the narrative voice to match —this is so *fun*. Fecking hell!!

You pack a lot of action into a relatively short number of words. I'm impressed. I wish I could do that with my writing. I have to admit that I'm a bit bummed that this is the penultimate chapter. I'd love to read more in this universe. But that also got me to thinking if this story's universe might be connected to some of your other stories. I can see some connections that could be made. Regardless, I'm looking forward to the end of this story and hopefully soon, more stories from you.

more please

The plot thickens!

love it!! hoping for more installments.

Aaaah-mazing

Not a fetish I'm into, but wow you really make this vibe sing, thanks man

i loved it and can't wait for the next chapter