Superman's Pal - Jamie Spermsucker!
by Mistress Tawny Suede
Jamie squealed again as the punter shoved his cock hard up his ass. It wasn't a large dick. But it was a cock. A man's cock. And he loved the feel of any hard cock sliding in his ass. Or in his mouth and down his throat.
Jamie was bent over the hood of the man's car, parked down one of Metropolis' many alleys in this, shall we say, less desirable part of town. In fact the cops had mostly abandoned this area years ago, leaving it to the lowlifes - the criminals, the drug pushers and the prostitutes. It was the home of many seedy bars, one of which Jamie now lived above, and many dimly lit street corners where ladies of the evening strolled and strutted and beckoned the slow passing drivers to sample their wares.
"Harder!" Jamie squealed at the faceless man behind him. "Fuck me harder!" Jamie's own dicklette was hard. It was being squeezed between his body and the hood of the car. He was squirting precum across the hood. Jamie was always hard because he was always either having sex, or thinking of sex. Such was the life of a sissy.
Finally the man grunted and blew his load of cum up Jamie's ass. Jamie purred as he felt the hot splooge coat the walls of his ass, joining the two other loads which had already been deposited there in the last couple of hours.
Thankfully Jamie had already gotten his money from the john, because after cumming the man hopped into his car and drove off quickly as feelings of guilt overwhelmed him.
Jamie pulled up his panties. Cum ran out of his ass and down the inside of his left leg, but he made no attempt to clean this up. He loved the idea that he had been marked by a man.
He opened his small purse and was about to light a cigarette. But instead he opened a piece of gum and popped it into his mouth. Mixing this with the residual cum in his mouth would mean he could savour the cum flavour until he had the chance to suck another dick. He started walking the few blocks back to the corner where he would try to entice another customer. The night was still young and his pimp, Roscoe, would expect him to bring in more money before he got any sleep that night.
He was hoping to soon have enough money to take the train to Gotham to see his friend Robin again. Roscoe took most of his earnings so it took quite awhile to save up anything. His sissiness had cost him his newspaper job, but this gave him more time to chase men's cocks. Not such a bad trade off, he grinned to himself.
It had been three months since he had last seen his bestest sissy friend and a lot had changed in that time! After getting his final payout from the Planet, he had seen a surgeon. He now had a lovely set of tits (much bigger than Robin's!) and had enough funds to have his face subtly altered to be more feminine.
As a sissy, he loved being a boy - a young man actually since he was in his early twenties - and never ever wanted anyone to be in doubt as to that, but men were attracted to tits and a feminine face, and he definitely wanted to attract men - all men! The one less subtle change he had the surgeon make was to make his lips larger, much more feminine and oh so appealing. He loved to kiss and he loved to suck cock. He now definitely had cock sucker lips!
His cockette was hard in his panties. Truthfully it was almost always hard, but thinking about getting together with his sexy BSFF almost made him cream as he walked. Despite being a hard core sissy, Jamie's dicklette was a nice size, not some tiny appendage. When he got together with Robin, they were always on the hunt for cock, but there were times when they would just snuggle up in bed and kiss their lipsticked lips together for hours, slowly rubbing their rampant swords together and making delicious cummies against each other's tummies!
It was well after midnight. In an earlier year... in an earlier life... James Bartholomew Olsen would have been tucked up snuggly in bed after a hard day at work, or rescuing the world at the side of the Big Blue Cheese. But life had changed oh so very much. Jimmy Olsen was gone. Now he was Jamie Spermsucker. His constant sissy obsession for cock had lost him his job at the Daily Planet and any chance of having a normal... well, socially acceptable, job. So now he lived above a bar that was the regular home to Metropolis' criminal element and he earned his living selling his ass and mouth on dimly lit street corners.
And he was never happier!
The gum was good, but he needed a cigarette. He stopped just where the alley met the street and opened his purse. He first opened a compact and looked in the small mirror. His lipstick was a bit smudged. He would fix that in the washroom at the diner on the corner.
Just as he lit a ciggie and inhaled, the sky lit up as what appeared to be a large green fireball passed just feet above his head and crashed in the alley! He spun around to look back and saw two men hit the ground and roll away from each other.
One was the Big Blue Cheese, his skin tinged with green. He appeared to be unconscious. As Jamie ran down the alley towards the men, the other figure tried to rise to his feet, then staggered and then slowly stood erect. Jamie recognized him. The green figure stood tall. It was the K-Man! He took two steps towards the unconscious Man of Tomorrow and then fell to one knee, still weak from the fall!
Jamie raced over and knelt by Big Blue. He was breathing, but unconscious. His skin was tinged green with K radiation, which was not good. The sissy rose and faced the K-Man. K-Man's costume was ripped and torn. The two had obviously been fighting hand to hand for awhile, despite the fact that proximity to the villain would have been killing the hero.
Big Blue had first encountered the K-Kid when they were both young teenagers. The K-Kid was from another planet. His spaceship had passed through a Green K cloud and he had been permanently irradiated. As a result, not only did he glow green and emit K from his body and shoot K rays from his fingers, but he was able to permanently infect other objects with K-radiation, essentially turning them into K. But only non-organic substances.
Jamie stood fiercely between the two men. "Leave him alone!" he shouted at K-Man.
K-Man snarled at Jamie. "Not until he's dead, missy! What's a girlie like you going to do to stop me, huh?"
Jamie had faced K-Man a couple of times when he was Big Blue Cheese's best pal. He might be a weak, simpering sissy now, but he wasn't going to let his friend get killed!
He took a step towards K-Man, and his heel caught in a hole and he tumbled to the pavement!
"Hah hah hah" laughed K-Man. "You've got spunk, I'll give you that!"
"Fuck you! I eat spunk for breakfast, lunch and dinner!" said Jamie as he struggled to his knees, throwing his purse at K-Man.
"That's quite the sassy mouth you've got there missy!" said K-Man, eyeing her more closely for the first time. "Is it good for anything other than swearing?" He reached out and ran his thumb across Jamie's trembling lips.
Jamie reached out suddenly and grabbed for the green man's balls, squeezing them hard through his purple shorts.
