How to Break a Super Hero - Chapter 11e

How to break a Super Hero

Chapter 11e — The Final Torture Sessions

All throughout the hundreds upon hundreds of cruel and varied tortures that Behemoth inflicted upon the hapless and helpless hero, Brick’s overactive virility was locked into overdrive, and he kept pumping out load after load after colossal, knock-you-to-the-ground load of his supremely potent and powerful stud sperm all over the back of the auditorium. The young hunk’s mammoth genitals had been so conditioned to pain that the greater the abuse heaped upon them, the more massive and spectacular his sperm loads — and the loads now being forced out by the mighty Behemoth were gargantuan indeed. 

Within the first hour, the entire back of the classroom was awash with Brick’s supremely thick and chunky spunk. An hour after that, and there wasn’t a square inch of the enormous blackboard that wasn’t covered in multiple layers of the hero’s thick and clotted goo, oozing down the slate surface in enormous and chunky globs of raw maleness. And within an hour after THAT, the entire floor at the bottom of the large auditorium was flooded several inches deep with the hyper abundant effluvium, and the sperm level continued to rise with each subsequent mega load. Doc Evil had to constantly refill and replenish the huge tanks of fluids, electrolytes, and proteins hidden beneath the floor and connected to Brick’s magnificent form through the IVs hidden in his ankle and wrist restraints, for Brick’s beleaguered balls were converting these nutrient-rich fluids into super spunk almost as fast as they could enter his system. Any other mutant’s bollocks would have been quickly burnt out and turned into useless, shriveled husks under such ferocious sperm-producing pressures, but mighty Brick had been a cum pumping machine for more than nine months, and he showed absolutely no signs of flagging now. 

Behemoth kept right on slowly ramping up the intensity of the tortures as the hours ticked by. Morning turned to midday, and midday transitioned into the early afternoon, and yet Brick’s mighty genitals doggedly refused to crumble. 

It was at least three or four hours into the marathon torture session when a stunned behemoth came to the astonishing conclusion:  the handsome super hero’s spectacular genitals were continuing to grow stronger and tougher — and perhaps even a little bit BIGGER — under the greatest abuses they had yet faced! Doc Evil had been incorrect when he concluded that young Brick had reached the pinnacle of his masculine achievement; indeed, the young bull stud was steadily gaining even more phenomenal strength and resilience with each punch, pummel, squeeze, and stretch! In fact, by early afternoon, Behemoth was pummeling Brick’s balls with a force that would have quickly broken the twin bull orbs at the beginning of the day, but which those mighty sperm factories could now endure and be ready for even MORE! 

With this discovery came the almost immediate realization that if Brick’s cock and balls — and indeed his entire, spectacular body — were becoming tougher and stronger and more powerful than ever under Behemoth’s relentless, merciless, and punishing abuse, then that also meant that the quality and strength of the young super hero’s voluminous slugs of stud cum were likewise becoming more and more powerful…and power packed! Behemoth made a decision then and there that he would be sure to harvest Brick’s very last seminal emissions, for his final bull load would contain the lad’s most powerful and perfect sperm. With this final load, Doc Evil could create the ultimate serum, one that would be so packed with raw power that it would guarantee Behemoth’s place forevermore as the strongest and most powerful mutant of all time. 

Behemoth had been inching toward his goal of pulverizing Brick’s mighty manhood into oblivion, but once he realized that the continued pummeling and punishing of the handsome hero’s cock and balls was making his colossal cum loads more powerful than ever, he decided to stretch out the blue-eyed bull’s suffering even longer. Behemoth wanted to harvest Brick’s final load at the absolute peak of the young muscle man’s masculine might, and not a moment sooner. 

Doc Evil had been constantly monitoring all of the wealth of data that was pouring in from his various sensors and diagnostic equipment throughout the epic marathon torture session, and thus he had reached the same conclusions as Behemoth, only more than an hour earlier. The genius professor could actually see the realization dawn in Behemoth’s deep-set, intelligent eyes, and he knew once again that he had chosen well when selecting the first mutant to receive the super serum. Doc Evil could almost hear the wheels turning in Behemoth’s sharp and perceptive mind, and smiled to himself when he realized that the colossal muscle giant was making the very wise decision to prolong Brick’s agony in order to even further refine the power-packed nut sludge pumping out of Brick’s columnar mega cock in almost continuous salvos of pure virility. 

An evil grin spread across Doc Evil’s chiseled features as he thought yet again how appropriate it was that Brick Haus’ own phenomenal strength and supremely superb genetics were the cause of even MORE suffering for the bellowing and braying young muscle bull.