The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Gotta give credit to my co-author, DragonPrime, for his help with characters and some of the sub-plots! Thanks, D.P.!

The Manbreaker—Chapter 2:

Even a superhero could appreciate the wonderful warmth of a steaming hot shower to revitalize oneself, as bubbles of soap ran down a muscular, lithe form, caressing each muscle like a lover’s embrace, slinking around and dripping off the most private portions of one’s body.

They could also be forgiven if such an experience led to a raging boner sticking out like a salute on the Fourth of July!

Brian McMahon, a.k.a. Zephyr, couldn’t help himself as he washed his body from top to bottom, and allowed himself to get a little aroused as he washed his dick and thought about his classmate, Petra Carly. He closed his eyes as he massaged his aroused and sudsy body, running his hand up and down his manhood, enjoying the slippery, soapy feel of himself as he pictured himself kissing her, removing her cute little mini dress to expose cute, perky tits, a willing smile on her face, beckoning him to continue and...

Brian stopped himself, his eyes popping open.

No, not here...not now.

He was a college sophomore, living on campus and rarely had the advantage of private time. Oh, sure, he had classes, visits back home to family, and had to put up with the dating practices and rampant sexual hunger of his roommate, Rick Wilson, but he and Rick also used up plenty of their free time battling crime in the city of Neotropolis as Zephyr and Magnum, Rick’s Project Meta Male persona. Ridding himself of his soapy second skin, Brian toweled off and checked their shared room for signs of Rick, but the dude still hadn’t returned from their superhero exploits yesterday, when they and their Man-Force teammates took on The Mass Attack. Of course, after the battle they all seemed to be paired off with adoring fans (Brian met one that wanted sex, but he simply allowed her to go down on him in an alleyway.), which wasn’t unusual.

Seeing his luck, he checked that his door was locked, pulled out a yearbook from last year and flipped to page 74, smiling as his eyes found his choice of sex fantasy partner. Naked, he laid back on his bed, propped the book on his six-pack abs, and slowly began to masturbate to the sight of that cutey, Petra Carly. He moaned and enjoyed the feel of his stroking as his body came alive and reacted to the loveliness of Petra, whom he loved from afar. Guys like Rick and Tony could fantasize and gawk at all the unobtainable famous women or science fictiony green alien women they wanted—Brian was much more fixated on the real-life, down-home Southern belle of his dreams.

They also outnumbered him in actual intercourse numbers by 200 or 300 to...zero.

Brian paused as that big, fat, ugly ‘zero’ flashed before his eyes again. It wasn’t that he was unattractive—far from it. He had the attention of the girls on campus and Project Meta-Male had not only made him the fastest living human on Earth, and given him the sculpted musculature of a Roman statue and subtly improved his facial features by 25 %, but he was from a conservative family and waiting for his wedding night for his first experience with sex with a woman.

Until then, quickie-blow jobs with adoring fans that lusted after Zephyr, and not Brian McMahon, would have to suffice.

He momentarily wondered again where stud-boy Rick Wilson was, before he returned to masturbating himself, figuring that ol’ Rick was probably waking up to some horny stripper from the Man-Trap, the strip bar he tried to get the others to visit along with him...

Rick Wilson barely knew where he was, aware of it’s function as a ‘slave training facility’, but the words meant little to him, since all he wanted to do was suck that big, gorgeous, juicy cock of the Manbreaker!

Still costumed as his super-powered alter-ego, but with his trunks pulled down to his knees to expose a super-aroused hard-on of his own, Rick Wilson’s hero name of ‘Magnum’ had been rechristened ‘Fagnum’ by the Manbreaker, once he’d been enslaved and forced to fall madly and passionately in love with the supervillain. Thus he found himself absolutely devoted to his new master—so much so that he found himself on his knees before the reclined, spread-eagled, half-naked Manbreaker, his face buried so far into the Manbreaker’s crotch, that he gleefully ran his tongue up and down the Manbreaker’s thighs until his tongue tasted the villain’s balls. Finding this portion of his master’s body unique and desirable, Fagnum furiously licked one ball and then the next as his lips kissed and ran across the curve and warmth of them. Manipulating them gently with his bare hands, he opened his mouth and slid one ball from the Manbreaker’s nut-sack into his mouth and licked and sucked it, moaning and closing his eyes as he found himself instantly addicted to the smell, taste, and shape of the Manbreaker’s most private region.

The Manbreaker looked down at his crotch with pleasure and pride, as Fagnum switched balls and luxuriated in the new experience, his free hand unable to stop itself from stroking his master’s huge 12-inch long cock.

“That’s it, Fagnum, my slave! Love me! Love my cock, you sexy little cock-slut!”

Fagnum responded by doing whatever his master required of him, stroking, licking, and kissing his master in an effort to pleasure him and be rewarded with the hot cum that he so desperately yearned to taste once again.

Fagnum released his mouth-lock on the Manbreaker’s balls, and licked the shaft of his cock again and again, getting closer and closer to the beautiful thick head of his master’s cock, pausing momentarily as a thought popped into his mind, namely...

‘I’ve been turned into a cock-slut?!’

After having a good time getting off on the thought of that babe, Petra Carly smothering him with kisses (kissing turned on Brian so much that he could cum just from those simplistic fantasies) and giving him a great orgasm, Brian was relieved that he wasn’t interrupted, and absent-mindedly turned on the TV, as he went to the washroom to clean himself off. As the hot water ran loudly, blocking some of the sound from the news report in the the next room, Brian became aware of an urgency in the reporter’s voice and what sounded like muffled explosions. He quickly shut off the water and returned to the main room and stood before the TV, naked and surprised.

CNN was showing his teammate, Ultra, in action!

“Oooh, crap!” Brian exclaimed, upset that he’d been derelict in duty and was leaving Ultra to fight someone by himself. Swinging open his dresser drawer and retrieving his yellow Project Meta-Male belt that would transform himself into the super-powered, super-speedster, Zephyr, he suddenly stopped in his tracks as he realized that he was watching a report of action that had already taken place!

“...from the looks of this amateur video,” the male reporter was saying through a voice-over, “Ultra had his hands full just 30 minutes ago with a rampaging purple creature that residents of Neotropolis would instantly recognize as Monster Mask!”

“Monster Mask!” Brian gasped, gripping his belt tighter. Ultra was fighting the creature...alone...while he’d been jerking off! He’d never felt so upset and embarrassed with himself! The report continued...

“As you can see, Ultra showed up before Monster Mask caused permanent damage to the Neotropolis National Museum, but the damage had been done! Amateur video shows Ultra using his ultra-heat from his eyes to weld the cracked pillars of the entrance until they were intact and wouldn’t collapse, causing a catastrophic architectural disaster, which might have seen the entire facade of the Museum collapse in the street! It was at this point that Monster Mask saw Ultra, and initiated his attack!”

Brian watched in awe, as the most powerful member of Man-Force fought the purple beast known as Monster Mask...alone! Monster mask was a gigantic, meta-powered human, himself, except that he got his unearthly, violent powers from a science and supernaturally-enhanced Frankenstein-type mask, that metamorphosed its wearer into a raging, mindless, ten-foot tall beast of unstoppable power! Man-Force had tangled with Monster Mask before...but together!

It tore Brian to pieces that Ultra had to fight the monster alone!

The two of them traded blows and damaged cars and buildings around them, until Monster Mask grasped Ultra from behind, clutched his red, white, and blue cape and began to swing him around and around and around, faster and faster, until he flung Ultra with all his might at Neotropolis Tower, the tallest building in the state!

“I told him not to wear a cape!” Brian shouted at the TV. “It’s a liability!”

However, the jerky amateur video tracked Ultra most of the way until the little dot on the screen that was Ultra suddenly veered up higher into the sky and then came charging back the way he came, making Brian gasp.

“What the f—??! He can’t fly! But Ultra’s flying!”

Sure enough, the most-powerful of the four young men of Man-Force, who had previously seemed to only be able to leap long distances thanks to bulging thighs, now seemed to possess the power of controlled flight! Ultra swooped down at Monster Mask, and in one motion picked up the animalistic villain...and promptly dropped him from a height of almost ten stories!

“OhmyGodohmyGod!” the reporter wailed in shock, adding, “He must have just killed Monster Mask! Nothing could have survived a fall like that!” But his calmer voice-over came on line to state, “As you can see by my initial reaction, I thought, as did the citizens watching this from the street, that Monster Mask would surely meet his demise from this radical plan, but it wasn’t to be! Monster Mask got to his feet, shaken and groggy, but from this footage you can see he was still aching for a fight! Ultra and the monster would trade blows, focusing on one another, until Ultra used his super-powered ultra-breath to practically freeze Monster Mask in his steps. Numbed by the freezing cold, Ultra leaped on top of the villain and, well, you can see for yourself!”

Brian watched as his teammate straddled the hairy purple chest of his opponent on the ground, and then appeared to slowly rip the monster’s face off! People screamed in horror at the sight, until they realized that the beast was a man wearing a mask, and that once relieved of it, his human face was exposed beneath and his body instantly transformed into the meek-looking gentlemen. Shocked and disoriented to find himself out in the street and stared at by citizens, the gentleman looked confused and worried..Ultra and Brian didn’t recognize the former bearer of the mask, since it’s supernatural qualities seemed to beckon new strangers to don it every time.

Brian let out a sigh of relief as he saw that Ultra was no worse for wear and had been victorious, but his relief was short-lived as a breaking story interrupted this one, and it was happening live. Another CNN reporter was claiming that ManStar was chasing a runaway train filled with toxic waste. Frustrated, Brian shouted at the reporter again and again to tell viewers what city this was happening in so that he could don his belt and costume and dash off to help ManStar.

Once again he would be left out in the cold, as live TV showed golden-costumed ManStar use his sun-powers to weaken the train tracks leading to the city—eventually identified as San Francisco. Not quite melting them, but causing their molecular structure to overheat and gradually cause the train’s wheels to adhere to the tracks like glue, ManStar was cheered as a hero.

And once again...Zephyr wasn’t able to help a teammate.

Frustrated with himself, Brian activated his belt by twisting the stylized ‘M’ of the belt buckle to transform himself into his speedster persona. He checked his full-length mirror and liked what he saw, filled with confidence. Clad mostly in a pale blue, skintight spandex-like pale blue costume with a mask that covered his entire face and head, with white boots and gloves and dynamic electric bolts running up his arms and legs, and impressive ‘Z’—lightning bolt emblazoned across his chest, nobody could see him smile widely beneath his full face mask.

“Look out, supervillains! Zephyr’s gonna kick your asses at super-speed!”

One moment the super-powered college student was in his dorm room,, and the next he was already half way downtown! Zephyr dashed up and down streets at supersonic speed, looking to the left and right for supervillains, masked criminals, or even an obnoxious jay-walker to deal with, but...there was nothing! After racing about the city for a whole 69 seconds (in which time he covered three quarters of the city of Neotropolis), Zephyr came to a stop in front of the Stock Exchange, in frustration. Where the hell were the crimes in this city??? Neotropolis was supposed to be one of the Top Five Most Dangerous Cities In The Country, according to CNN and Fox and the Blush Blimblaugh! You wouldn’t think it if you were Zephyr!

People even snickered at him, thinking he was some clown in a costume-store rip-off of his speedster deck-out, if the stares and giggles were anything to go by! Brian damned the egg-heads at Project Meta-Male that bulked Magnum up to nearly 300 pounds of hard muscle and Ultra up to about 350 of hunky, steel-like, bulging, rippling muscle, and him into...welll...185 pounds of speedster muscle seemed impressive on paper, but compared to his teammates... Even ManStar looked to be over 210, 220...

Sprinting down the street and running at over 100 miles an hour, Zephyr tracked through the downtown core and worked his way outward, until the screams and shouts of a crowd caught his attention.

“Action, at last! Awwwriiight!” he grinned a short-lived grin.

Zephyr came to a sudden halt, braking at impossible speed as he stopped instantly to watch the cops handcuff and shove in an armored police van the usually-evasive Hornet-Man! ‘The cops, for cripe’s sake!!!’ the superhero thought to himself. And yet, the black and blue-costumed supervillain that possessed stingers and artificial hornet wings to fly, was looking like a costumed clod, defeated by mere mortals in police uniforms! And not a member of Man-Force was in sight!

Too embarrassed to be caught in costume and without a victory to flaunt it with, Brian dashed away at speedster-speed, returning to his dorm room. He twisted his belt buckle, returned to his form as college student Brian McMahon and whipped off his belt, sulking at his desk, where he decided to simply do some studying.

And turn off the damned TV and just listen to some CDs.

Fagnum was gradually questioning what was happening around him—in essence regaining his identity of Magnum, the Manbreaker realized. ‘Of course! I didn’t take into account that my mind-number pill would have to work against a super-powered individual! A super-powered man would have a super-powered will!’

Magnum remained on his knees, but seemed to be half way between a dream state where people and places were confusing and nonsensical...and the unnerving realization that he’d been performing oral sex on another man! The Manbreaker reached over to his intercom and requested Beast’s presence and that of Doctor Flicker. “I have a situation for you to deal with, so please bring your medical bag!”

Magnum rubbed his head and tried to focus on his surroundings, slurring out, “Where...am I? Why does...why does my mouth and jaw...feel so strange?”

‘Beacause you’ve been sucking cock like a maniac!’ the Manbreaker thought to himself, but didn’t dare utter it aloud. Instead, he calmly told his slave, “Relax, my friend. All will be explained shortly. Remain seated.”

That seemed to make Magnum hesitate, although he began to pull his blue trunks up in embarrassment as he realized they were down and he was sporting a ferocious hard-on that wouldn’t go down. Beast appeared in the doorway, and the Manbreaker quickly waved him forward, so the huge 7-foot 4 tall meta-male of the Manbreaker’s creation quickly picked up Magnum from behind in a friendly gesture of help, until his own powerful arms held Magnum tightly.

“Hey! What? What the...? Waaaitaseconnnd! I’m beginning to remember!” Magnum gasped. He beheld the Manbreaker, who was so confident of his power over Magnum, that he hadn’t even put his spandex leggings and boots back on, leaving his huge exposed cock to hang out impressively before him. Unfortunately, it triggered more memories within Magnum’s mind. “Holy shiii—! I went down on you! I went down on a fag!”

“And you loved it...Fagnum!” the Manbreaker taunted, patting the superhero on the cheek, even as Doctor Flicker arrived on the scene.

The trio watched as the handsome Hispanic super-genius, clothed in nothing more than a black speedo beneath a black lab coat which served to hold his various hand-held inventions, carried his doctor’s bag that held bulkier inventions of mesmerizing and mental control inside.

“Yes, Manbreaker?” the Doctor asked.

“Magnum is under the impression that he isn’t Fagnum. The mind-number pill is wearing off, so if you could...?”

“Certainly, sir! I’ve been meaning to try something new I’ve been working on!” Doctor Flicker smiled, casually reaching into his medical bag and retrieving a simple diamond-stud earring.

The weakened Magnum tried to twist and shrug off Beast, but the mammoth man held him tightly like a human-vice, jamming his own massive and rigid cock within his shorts into Magnum’s ass crack, making its presence known. Doctor Flicker inserted the earring into a small hole-puncher-like device that looked like it could be used to punch holes into paper, then reached up and held Magnum’s head to one side.

“No! Stop! What the hell do you think—?” Magnum started to shout until he felt a shot of cool air as the device touched his ear lobe, then the merest sting of discomfort, and suddenly he felt calm and relaxed.

“Mmmm!” the Manbreaker smiled at him, admiring the Doctor’s work. “You look pretty cute with a pierced ear and diamond stud!” He stooped to retrieve a mirror and brought the reflection back up to Magnum’s face. “You approve of your new earring, don’t you...Fagnum?”

Suddenly mellowed out and presented a new look, Fagnum’s cock began to swell and engorge as the diamond glittered back in his ear. In his ear! It was adorable and sooo cute there!

“I...I love it!” Fagnum sighed, his voice taking on a softer, lighter tone, as if the earring had turned him into a more effeminate-acting gay slave. “I think my costume needs an update, though! Beast, sweetheart, could you be a dear and release me so I can show you?”

Beast reluctantly released his grasp on the brainwashed superhero thanks to Manbreaker’s agreement, but none of them had anything to worry about. The diamond stud had returned the Fagnum persona to Magnum and shot it into overdrive!

“You see, my meta-male belt allows me to create my costume from my own thoughts, but I can alter it telepathically if I want...like so!”

One moment Fagnum was costumed in the gear of Magnum—dark blue mask over his eyes, red torso armour, bare arms, blue trunks and heavy boots and red leggings, and the next he’d gained similar chest armor in design, only possessing the colors and shades of a very familiar rainbow flag, while his masculine blue mask, boots, and trunks became an effeminate shade of hot pink. He struck a pose like the most flamboyant of gay fashionistas.

“Ta-daaa! I think Fagnum deserves to be dressed in the gorgeous colors of the gay community’s flag, don’t you?” Fagnum practically lisped. Manbreaker agreed, checking out his new boy-toy, even as Fagnum dropped to his knees before him and lisped, “I just adore my new hot pink trunks that are sooo sweet! Now...where were weee?” He asked, striding before his master, before he dropped to his knees again and his hungry mouth engulfed the Manbreaker’s cock once more.

“The diamond stud works as a receiver to my Enslavement Programme that’s constantly transmitting from my office on a frequency of—”

“Doctor?” the Manbreaker grunted, patting Fagnum’s head as he bobbed up and down on his huge cock.

“Yes, sir?”

“You’re dismissed. And you, too, Beast,” the Manbreaker sighed, loving the sight of Fagnum back on his knees, worshipping his cock.

The two of them left with smiles, pleased that they were able to ‘help’!

A short time later, due to the intimate knowledge of the speedster’s running course, Fagnum was able to tell the Manbreaker where Brian McMahon, a.k.a. Zephyr, would be at 7 pm tonight. A creature of habit, Brian tended to jog in Eastern Park along the main bike trail.if Man-Force wasn’t out on an emergency. With the aid of one of mobster Nico Carelli’s men acting as a look-out, the Manbreaker was informed that McMahon was indeed jogging through the trail.

Given the signal to proceed, Carelli’s man, dressed in a tattered business suit staggered out from the trees just a few yards in front of a startled Brian McMahon. Stuttering out a garbled request for help, the bearded man collapsed on the ground, watched by everyone else on the trail, while the college student was immediately at his side.

“What’s wrong? Who did this to you?” Brian asked urgently, suddenly charged up at the prospect of proving himself on a solo mission like the other guys.

“Sc-Scarlet...Spy!” the operative of gangster Nico Carelli grunted out, playing up fake injuries and naming a notorious costumed super-spy.

“Where?! Where’s the Scarlet Spy?” Brian urged, shaking the injured man to keep him awake and coherent, forgetting that he wasn’t in costume and shouldn’t be asking for such information.

“An abandoned warehouse...near the docks!! Number 9! Paris In-Industries! He thought I was some guy called ‘Conners’! Never met him before...in my life! My name is ‘Benny Harrison’! He roughed me up! Tried to kill me!”

Others came by to help the so-called ‘Benny Harrison’, whom police files would identify as ‘Marbles McCoy’, but Brian had no such data.

Instead, he simply ran off the bike trail until he was within the safe camouflage of the forest, where he reached down and twisted the ‘M’ on his hidden Meta-Male belt. His body glowed and his t-shirt and shorts faded away to take on the flashier costume of Zephyr. Knowing that the Docks were just a couple blocks away across the park, Zephyr dashed away and found himself standing outside Warehouse 9 just fourteen seconds later. Another few seconds later, he’d already circled the rundown building twice, locating its three entrances, and decided which one to use to enter.

From the lights and sounds coming from said ‘unused’ warehouse, there seemed to be some sort of illegal activity going on inside. Figuring that he could handle this without the rest of the group (and impress not only them, but the authorities and the media) the

speedster dashed inside, not noticing the hum of the portable generators powering the force fields that his entry had triggered that now covered the open doorways!

Following the sounds of machinery and computers whirring in one corner of the wear house, Zephyr finally saw Doctor Flicker, although he didn’t recognize him. However, considering the injured man in the park and the strange clothing the mad scientist was wearing (just a speedo beneath a black lab coat, and a visor propped up on top of his head like sunglasses he didn’t need indoors), Zephyr knew that he was in the right place.

“Picking on innocent civilians, eh, buster?” Zephyr challenged. “Wanna pick on someone in your own league?”

“Give it your best shot, fast-boy!” Doctor Flicker taunted. “You won’t be able to resist my powers to enslave you!”

Just shrugging off the threat and dashing towards the seemingly open doorway (mostly to build up speed for a patented “Zephyr Punch”, the speed demon hero slammed face-first into a force field, which sent a powerful and stunning energy through his body and left him winded and disoriented, unable to move, even though he remained standing

Doctor Flicker was extremely pleased with himself for putting the kinetic damping field in those barriers to sap Zephyr’s energy, and

confidently strode over to his helpless victim to begins the next phase of his plan. Pressing a button on his wrist-band that triggered both an ultra-sonic mesmerizing sound beyond human hearing and caused a swirling multi-colored wheel of lights to be formed in the barrier, Flicker slid his visor down over his eyes

The swirling of hypnotic energies held Zephyr firmly in their grasp, forcing his eyes to remain open beneath his mask to stare into the lights, leaving the superhero desperately holding on to his sense of self, as he suddenly felt a metal disk being attached to his forehead. Zephyr’s mind was immediately and irresistibly flooded by images of gay sex and naked men as Doctor Flick who is spoke through a transmitter in his wrist-band.

“Listen to my voice, my slave. My voice is all you can concentrate on as your mind observes and enjoys the images of beautiful, hot, naked men that I’m feeding your mind. You love the sight of them, all muscle, hard cocks, inviting manly mouths, strong hands. Feel the lust grow and grow in your heart from these men, and welcome the excitement and raging hard-on their images give you!”

Zephyr couldn’t look away from the non-stop images of naked men before him, images of their smiling, seductive, mischievous faces before him, all of them erect and ready for action—ready for him, unknown faces to him but offering friendship, pleasure, gay love. Brian swallowed deeply behind his mask as the images of guys that could be wrestlers, construction workers, gay porn stars, came and went before his confused mind’s eyes, but all seemingly in the mood to have a sexual encounter with him!

“You see, my new boy toy, the metal disk I’ve placed on your forehead is linked to my enslavement programme in my computer. Whatever images I wish to transmit directly into your mind are sent, at the same time sending out an ultra-sonic frequency into the pleasure centers of your brain. You can’t help but get absolutely, completely turned on by the images I’m feeding you—images of hot gay men that you find exciting, seductive...that you can’t resist!”

Zephyr’s mind was rewritten in a series of steps, starting with getting the male superhero to become aroused by sexy men, which now focused upon Doctor Flicker, The Manbreaker, and Beast and finding himself force-fed computer instructions that he wanted to be completely submissive towards them. The images never stopped and became more and more erotic and arousing as his mind was subjected to them—images of each of them, one at a time, laying seductively in bed, showering, smiling suggestively at him, holding their massive cocks out towards him in a close-up or from a upward-looking point of view, as if he were kneeling before them, to encourage him to suck them off...

“I like what I see,” Flicker said, demurely, checking out the tight, muscular young man’s form within his spandex costume. “And very soon...the feeling will be mutual!”

“N...no...not gay...only like...girls...” Zephyr struggled, but the tone was weaker than Magnum’s had been, so Flicker knew that Zephyr was going to be an easier conversion, although perhaps just as stubborn to fight his new found man-lusting urges.

Doctor Flicker told Zephyr, “I want you to become rock-hard; it feels so good to be a man with a hard-on, doesn’t it? And the images of myself and these gorgeous hunks keeps you harder and more turned on than any lame straight fantasies you’ve ever had. Embrace the idea of man-love, my slave, like an insatiable hunger and know with every fibre of your being that you need to have a nice big cock in your mouth!”

With the relentless imagery of the naked Flicker, Manbreaker, and Beast flooding his mind, Zephyr was barely able to resist the ever-increasing desire to feel another man next to him, to feel his hair and muscle against his face, to offer his love to another man’s sex.

“What’s happening...to me?” Zephyr moaned. “I only like...I used to like...girls. But now...men are so desirable! I can’t believe how much I...like looking at their faces...their cocks...No, gotta resist! Got to...to...gotta see more! Show me more hot naked men! You’re right! They are...sooo sexy and desirable! Don’t stop the images! I want to see more!”

Flicker obliged by flooding Brian’s mind with more photos of himself and the Manbreaker, which made him groan and sigh from approval of his new objects of desire, although his own photos outnumbered his employer’s by 2 to 1. ‘Why should the Manbreaker have all the fun?’ he thought to himself. ‘I want this cute one for myself!’

He then began the next phase of his plan, which could be tricky and even lead to a reversal to his straight persona, but Flicker was just too turned on, himself, to hold back any longer. Releasing Zephyr from the magnetic field, he helped the disoriented superhero to a nearby couch, and found confidence in his brainwashing as he noticed that Zephyr never released his own hold on the Doctor’s arms, or took his eyes off of his face. He removed his visor and allowed Zephyr a clear look at his incredibly handsome Hispanic features.

Next, he removed the speedster’s mask, pulling it up and over the college student’s face, which allowed him to observe the look of surprise and then abject love in Brian McMahon’s features.

“You like what you see?” Flicker asked him, making it almost sound like a command and not a question.

McMahon slowly nodded, unable to find his voice as he looked into Doctor Flicker’s eyes, his vision dropping occasionally to check out the muscular body under the black lab coat, which had been perfected by long hours of intensive training, as well as his speedo that was straining to hold within his thick 9-inch cock. It was capable of shooting off large amounts of cum...as Zephyr would soon discover!

“Ever kissed another man before, Zephyr?” he asked demurely, edging forward.

The superhero shook his head slowly, sighed out, “No...never.", before adding, “Just girls...but I’m a virgin. Haven’t gone all the way...with a girl, yet.”

“You won’t ever need one...as long as you have me as your lover, Zephyr,” Doctor Flicker sighed with a smile, adding, “You love kissing boys...you’ve always loved kissing boys!” Embracing the young hero in his arms, cupping the back of his head, and pulling him in for a long, drawn-out seductive kiss.

Brian’s eyes opened wide for several seconds as his mind realized what he was doing with another guy, but the swirling, sparkling lights of his conditioning and the metal disc on his head soon enveloped him in a soothing, erotic feeling of joy and pleasure. Sleepy-eyed and submissive, Brian’s arms slithered up and around Doctor’s Flicker’s form, unexpectedly turn on by the texture of the leather lab coat, and returned his affection.

Zephyr and Doctor Flicker kissed softly again and again.

Doctor Flicker and Zephyr’s lips found and explored each other’s lips again and again, as Flicker twisted his head back and forth slowly, running his fingers through Zephyr’s hair..

And Zephyr realized that without a doubt he loved kissing boys more than anything else!

Manbreaker watched from the safety of his offices above his Man-Trap strip club, and not only found himself watching with approval but also a rock-hard erection of his own. Damn that Brian McMahon, alias Zephyr, was a cute young man! He was also getting real hot and heavy with Doctor Flicker, his hands roaming underneath the Doctor’s trademark lab coat to massage and rub the muscular body beneath, running his fingers back and forth across the hair on Flicker’s impressive chest, even as his mouth opened wide enough for Flicker to stick his tongue inside, giving the young man his first taste of a man-on-man French Kiss. Zephyr was definitely in Doctor Flicker’s power, and as such, that meant that two members of Man-Force were his to play with...leaving just the other two unsuspecting members for what was in store for them!

And they would be difficult. Ultra was the most powerful and unpredictable, and would require an all-out homo-erotic conversion— perhaps twice as seductive and relentless as the others, while ManStar would be a challenge simply because of his sun powers, which could be even more dangerous than Ultra’s brute strength. Still, with Fagnum and Zephyr enslaved, they would soon be useful in luring their teammates into their own gay enslavement.

He touched a control on his intercom.

“Angelique, could you please as Mister McCoy at table three to join me up in my office? Tell him I have his payment ready.”

“Yes, sir,” the Man-Trap waitress replied, observing a cocky and drunk guy with a beard and moustache, a.k.a. Nico Carelli’s henchman and scout, Marbles McCoy, that was whooping it up with his friends.

Well...instead of staring at tits and pussy, he’d soon be offering his complete loyalty to the Manbreaker!

Zephyr was being made to pleasure Doctor Flicker, one hand directed to rest upon and squeeze and massage the scientist’s increasingly hard penis beneath his speedo, even as his new master caressed his cheeks like a lover and held him in place to offer sensuous kisses. Brian thought that the Doctor was trying to make him become used to Flicker’s lips and his alone, and although a part of his deluded mind told him he’d once sought Petra Carly’s full lips, Doctor Flicker’s mouth was what he truly loved.

Zephyr and Doctor Flicker shared gentle, exploring kisses, running their hands through each other’s hair, heightening the sexual encounter..

Doctor Flicker and Zephyr couldn’t help but kiss each other again and again and again, as the superhero was turned into a lover of men.

“You love kissing me,” the Doctor instructed breathlessly.

“I...I...” Zephyr gasped, his mouth covered again by Doctor Flicker’s lips. Once released, Zephyr weakly sighed, “I love...kissing you...”

Doctor Flicker kissed him again, opening his mouth again with his tongue, Zephyr’s tongue darted out to meet it and taste it.

“You can’t resist me, Zephyr,” the Doctor sighed, embracing the hero even tighter. “You can’t resist my kisses...you can’t resist my love.”

“I can’t...resist you. I...I don’t want to resist you!” the young hero moaned, reaching up with his free hand and pulling the Doctor’s head in tighter to his own, moaning as Doctor Flicker’s hand began to work over his hard cock through the tight material of his pale blue costume.

Completely enthralled by his seductive Hispanic features, Zephyr rubbed the firm pecs of Flicker, enjoying the feel of the trimmed hair across the Doctor’s chest immensely, despite once longing to rub and play with girl’s tits. Next, his hand fell to Flicker’s lap, and sliding down his perfect six-pack abs, his fingers entered and reached under the Doctor’s tight speedo to rub and stroke the Doctor’s hard cock, his first-ever touching of another man...and he loved it.

He felt so comfortable and aroused beyond his dreams as the two of them shared passionate kisses, each with an arm around the other’s shoulders, as their free hands rubbed and seduced each other’s cock with the tempting intimacy of a new lover. Doctor Flicker was very pleased that Zephyr’s conversion was going so well, now that his virginal lack of experience with women had been conquered by his gay conditioning of his new homosexual urges and desires of men. With the enthusiasm of a pro, Flicker enjoyed their kisses and mutual masturbation, confident that Zephyr was in his power, and there was no turning back for the young superhero.

And although he had complete confidence in his devices, Magnum had begun to resist his mind-number pill’s influences while in costume, so Zephyr’s one in a million chance of resisting his straight-to-gay conversion would have to be dealt with, too.

“I want to see you naked, Zephyr,” Doctor Flicker sighed, cupping the hero’s face and running his experienced tongue back and forth across Zephyr’s neck from his jawline to below his ear, making the young man shiver from arousal, make his toes clench, and hold him tightly in an embrace. “Why don’t you turn off your power belt and give it to me...and then I’ll show you passion and pleasures beyond your wildest dreams!”

Brian hesitated momentarily, his deepest inner voice trying in vain to warn him not to do so, but his heart erased such doubts as it told him that Doctor Flicker was just as much in love with him as he was with the sexy Latino Doctor...so why not? Noticing his obvious erection beneath his spandex costume, he reached for his belt buckle and turned it back to the ‘off’ setting, making his body emit a glow, as his superhero costume faded and returned his civilian clothes to his lithe form. Just as he’d been while running at the park, Brian McMahon looked hopefully at Doctor Flicker, hoping that his simple ensemble of t-shirt, shorts and running shoes met with his approval.

But behind his quiet exterior Doctor Flicker was a man-eater who loved to dominate other males, often using one of his devices to force males, who still can think for themselves, to train males into a life of sexual submission and servitude. He enjoyed watching the struggle in his victims’ eyes as their very minds were being altered, loving it most at that moment when they break, knowing this is the moment when they both still remember who they were as they are transformed eternally into what they will become and just no longer care!!

“Excellent...excellent,” Doctor Flicker smiled, checking him out, and gently removing the Project Meta-Male belt from his lover’s waist, becoming even more aroused as he sensed that Brian McMahon was aware that not only were his powers being stripped from him, but also his old straight desires. Encouraged by Flicker’s sexy smile and the memory of his passionate kisses, Brian removed all of his clothes until he stood naked before his man, at which point Doctor Flicker leaned back in his couch, swept aside his black lab coat, and offered the college student a golden view of his light skin and heavenly-seductive muscular form. Opening his legs wide, Brian knew his place instantly, falling to his knees, sliding in between Flicker’s lap, and buried his face into Flicker’s crotch, his open mouth caressing the smooth black material of the speedo, and the hot, thick cock hidden beneath it.

Flicker rested his hands on top of Brian’s head and moaned as the boy’s mouth ran up and down and across the hidden erection, his lips exploring and venturing up and down the rigid shaft until they touched the thick cock head beneath, which prompted Brian to sigh contentedly and stop to focus on it like he’d discovered Xanadu.

“That’s it, Zephyr,” Flicker sighed, even though it was Brian before him. It was best to imprint within his mind that even the college student’s super-powered alter ego was just as enslaved as Brian, and he was more than willing. “Take me into your mouth. You’ve longed to taste me...now service me.”

Brian’s hands reached up, shaking from sexual frenzy, and gently peeled away the speedo and pulled it down to Flicker’s ankles, exposing the most beautiful cock Brian had ever seen. well, it was his first ever cock, period, that he’d ever given himself over to, but he’d seen his own and seen some pictures in porn magazines...and there had been all those beautiful images of cocks Flicker had tempted him with, but Doctor Flicker’s cock was absolutely gorgeous. He held it before him straight up and marvelled at it’s power and seductive abilities, slowly stroking it up and down, seemingly hypnotizing himself with this action. It was so firm and erect, the head shining like a coffee-colored helmet as if it was ready to burst with a massive cumshot, feeling so warm and inviting in his hand as his flesh massaged the cock up and down. Flicker’s balls seemed to be living things as they retracted and fell from the excitement Brian was giving him, and his stuttering breath whispered across the gorgeous cock before him, hard as rock, all-power...ready for him.

He edged closer to the cock, stared at it with a longing that Flicker found such a turn on. The young man’s mouth parted, encouragingly, almost hoping that he would catch the first shots of cum in his mouth, but Flicker would not be denied the superhero’s mouth on his sex. Brian leaned in, a smile turned his lips upward for a moment, and then he had willingly wrapped his lips around several inches of Latino cock.

Brian started off by sucking the villain’s cock with the charming inexperience of a twink, his mouth and tongue gradually getting used to the taste and texture of orally servicing another man, of holding his mouth wide and jaw low, even as he regulated his breathing with a nice, big cock filling up most of his mouth. His head began to bob up and down slowly, then with increasing speed, his tight lips making sucking, slurping sounds as he sucked his first cock, forcing his face as far down as he could stand it, sending as much of Doctor Flicker’s cock into his throat as he could permit.

He used his hands to play with and tease the Doctor’s balls, as his head moved up and down up and down the shaft, his mouth urging the focus of his passion to slowly draw forth his sweet cum. He raised his head to the tip of the cock, and released his lip lock on the Doctor’s cock enough so that he could stare lovingly at it with pride and lust, and grasp the penis in his hand to rapidly stroke it. As his tongue swivelled and furiously licked the mushroom head all over its shape, he noticed an unusual but addictive taste on his tongue, and licked and swallowed as much of it—pre-cum, as he could draw out, before he gulped down on over three inches of Flicker’s cock again, shoving the cock deeply into his mouth, before his lips bobbed up and down across the shaft once more, again and again and again.

The Doctor helped his young lover in his first gay experience by lifting his buttocks again and again, to thrust his raging, glistening cock back and forth, in and out of Brian’s mouth, making the boy’s cheek’s bulge again and again as the cock pumped his face. Brian moaned and rubbed his own cock between his legs, a drool of pre-cum escaping his own young twink cock and trailing down his masturbating fingers, which didn’t go unnoticed by Flicker.

“That’s it, Zephyr...suck that cock...take it all in, boy—you love it! You love the feel of your mouth on my cock so much that it’s enough to make you get off, isn’t it?”

Brian’s bobbing head ran up and down his dick quickly before he released it with an aroused gasping, “Yesss! I love your cock!”

“That’s very good, Zephyr...because I love yours, too! Keep jerking off, Zephyr...love the way your own cock feels in your hand! Let me see you shoot your load as you make love to my cock! Shoot your load, Zephyr, my love!”

Brainwashed beyond even Flicker’s hopes, Brian grunted and groaned, his eyes squinting tightly as his mouth relentlessly sucked Doctor Flicker’s cock, and his own exploded in waves of orgasms in his hand, more powerful than anything he’d ever experienced alone. He moaned and sighed, focusing on the cock in his mouth, even as his body shook with exciting orgasmic waves, forever linking the two actions together into an addictive lustful yearning to do it again and again. It just made him lust after the Doctor’s own man-juice even more as his reprogramming into a cock-loving and submissive gay slave deepened his arousal and gay desires. His youthful hands ran all over his well-sculpted body and up and down his cock which he now couldn’t get enough of.

Somehow Brian found the power to release his lip-lock on the cock of his dreams to cry out with wild-eyed imploring, “Fuck me, Doctor! Pleeeease! I’ve got to have you inside me! I need you in my ass!”

This was going even better than he had expected, Flicker thought to himself, and was more than happy to oblige! Pulling Brian up towards him and then laid back across the other side of the couch, the college student stroked and jerked off his cock in expectation, to experience the residue sexual energy within it, as he watched Doctor Flicker mount him, pulling the slender legs of the speedster superhero up to his shoulders. He loved the expression in Brian’s face—that of complete encouragement and a fulfilment of a wish that had been implanted in his mind.

The young, straight superhero could never have expected that his manipulation into coming to Flicker’s hideout would lead him into getting fucked in his virgin ass by another man, as each act of the re-programming of Zephyr’s formerly-straight mind grew, eventually leading to Zephyr’s transformation into a gay-boy like his friend, Magnum. As Brian moaned and clenched his teeth from the ecstasy of his tight ass being penetrated by the incredibly handsome Latino, he moaned breathlessly for Flicker to never stop fucking him, that he loved the feel of a man inside him—the feel of the most beautiful man, Doctor Flicker, inside him.

Flicker gripped the young man’s surprisingly-firm and muscular legs against his sweating chest as his hips thrust and pumped forward slowly and seductively with his powerful dominance over the speedster, as the hero simply moaned and took no action to stop him. Getting hotter and more aroused by the second, he watched Brian raise his head to watch Flicker’s cock enter and slide back and forth in his ass, faster and faster, the sight and feel of penetration like nothing he could have believed before.

Brian’s head fell back as he moaned, “I...love your cock...uh,uh...I love your cock, I love it! Uh! I want your cock....uh,uh...want cock...uhhh!”

Driven to the point of no return by such an enthusiastic converted boy, Flicker pulled out of Brian’s ass and adjusted his position in one smooth motion, grabbing the student’s hair in one hand, and inserted his cock into Brian’s mouth just in time to shoot his load of cum into it, which he eagerly swallowed and loved due to the brainwashing disk that was still on his forehead. Flicker let out loud moans and continued to jerk off his cock that was a couple inches inside Zephyr’s mouth, thrusting his hips, urging ever drop possible to shoot forth and be swallowed by his new gay boy toy. He didn’t need further encouraging, as Brian sucked for all he was worth, now that his seduction by Doctor Flicker had made him crave cum.

As Flicker’s thrusting slowed and Brian softly kissed his cock, licking off every drop of cum and saliva on the Doctor’s cock, an overhead speaker signalled Flicker’s attention...it was the Manbreaker...and he’d been watching.

“Good work, Doctor. That makes two gentlemen from Man-Force that now belong to us. We’ll soon begin operations to capture and convert Ultra and ManStar, but for now...enjoy yourself.”

Flicker smiled at the camera on his control console and nodded approval and thanks. Reaching across to a end table, he retrieved a small device and inserted a small diamond stud earring into it. Smiling like a man about to brand his property, he leaned down and cupped Brian’s chin, the boy looked up at him with absolute adoration. He had been converted all the way, but Flicker wanted to be sure.

“Those wonderful images of men and their gorgeous cocks were exciting to you, weren’t they, Brian?” Zephyr’s civilian alter-ego nodded. “Just imagine being able to bring forth such images at a whim, as clearly seen as if on TV. I have a present for your ear. This is my gift to you.”

He swept away some of Brian’s hair to expose one ear, positioned the device and seconds later Brian McMahon had a pierced ear with a sparkling diamond stud earring in it—and all of the micro-miniaturized technology that was inside it. He sighed with pleasure as homosexual thoughts and desires were funneled into his mind, as it had with Magnum. Flicker swept his hair back over his ear, pleased that he would be able to use Brian as a pawn to lure in Ultra, and nobody would see the hidden mind controlling-diamond stud.

Ultra was going to be a challenge, since he’d be on guard for traps, since two members of Man-Force were missing. And if Magnum was just barely able to resist his straight-to-gay conversion, then Ultra would have ‘ultra powers’ to resist. Perhaps he would have to be turned gay little by little?

It simply made the challenge that much more sweet.

For now, Flicker wanted nothing more than to continue Brian McMahon’s education into a submissive cock-slut.

“Now, my love, your training will continue. Let’s see how good you are at rimming...”

On the Manbreaker’s viewscreen in his office, he watched as Zephyr’s probing hands reached up and pulled Doctor Flicker down into a post-coital embrace before they got back into action again, even as the Manbreaker smiled down at his latest man-servant. The bearded man, Marbles McCoy, that had just minutes ago had seemed so enthusiastic about the pretty lady strippers downstairs in the Man-Trap, was now solely focused on the massive cock of the Manbreaker. Shoving as much of the man-meat down his throat as his newly-converted mind would tell him to service, he was the latest victim of the Manbreaker’s irresistible power over men.

And the supervillain took another step closer to gaining complete control of the city, as Nico Carelli remained oblivious to the changes around him.