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First Read Flame On ... or Flame off..

14:29 Johnny_Storm: Hey Cap
14:29 Captain_America: Hey Johnny! How are you?
14:33 Johnny_Storm: Been better…haven’t been feeling myself lately…
14:35 Captain_America: Yeah, well, I saw the news footage about what the Outlaw did to you, the destruction of Baxter tower, the public rape. Don't be hard on yourself, it's not easy to get over something as traumatic as that. You will bounce back from this, I know you will. You can count on me to stand by your side!
14:35 Captain_America: Together, we'll bring the Outlaw to justice!
14:35 Captain_America: He's going to pay for what he did to you and the Fantastic 4.
14:36 Johnny_Storm: That’s just it, he’s…in my head now somehow…I have all these wild thoughts.
14:37 Captain_America: That's not uncommon, to victims of trauma. But I know you can fight those thoughts, you can force him out of your head. You know I've got faith in you, Johnny.
14:39 Johnny_Storm: Always so positive, Captain America. Always such a Boy Scout, no matter what. It’s not like you’ve had a fight like that before and had that done to you, is it?
14:40 Captain_America: Johnny, that's not like you. That's not you talking.
14:41 Johnny_Storm: Maybe it is! Maybe it is now. People think they know me, they have no idea what’s inside.
14:42 Captain_America: Johnny, you need to think carefully about what you are saying. You are right, I've never been raped before, never met the Outlaw, but I've had my setbacks, I've faced defeat. You can't let one defeat, one traumatic experience define you. You are better than that.
14:44 Johnny_Storm: Sometimes it’s the evil experiences that make you grow the most! You have no idea what you’re talking about!
14:45 Johnny_Storm: My eyes go black and flames start to appear in the pupils, my body starting to steam.
14:47 Captain_America: My own eyes narrow at this display of aggression, my super soldier muscles ripple with power starting to flex like cabled steel in preparation for a fight, and I reach behind me with my left hand, grabbing my shield, and holding it at the ready. "Johnny, you don't want to do this. Calm down. Whatever happened to you, however traumatic, this isn't the way to deal with it. You don't want to fight me. I'm your friend, not your enemy."
14:50 Johnny_Storm: I see you start to tense up and grab the shield. “You think you’d have a chance against me? I was affected by gamma rays. I’m a GOD among men. You’re a roided up army grunt.” I flex my own powerful lean muscles under my shiny supersuit.
14:52 Captain_America: I continue to circle carefully, my feet slicing back and forth, my stance is clearly that of a man trained to an elite level in hand to hand combat. "Be rational Johnny. You don't want to fight me. Your insults are pointless. I don't want to hurt you." I look Johnny Storm over, he's a dangerous foe, no doubt, but I've faced stronger, more powerful beings then him. I'm not afraid of you, but I'm afraid of hurting you.
14:55 Johnny_Storm: "But that's just the thing, Cap. For some reason... I DO want to hurt you. Something inside..." I feel the evil The Outlaw infected me with swirling in my body, the need for chaos, the need to see heroes fall. I fantasize about all the ways I could destroy Captain America and use his body, my cock starting to throb with need in my suit. "You just have no idea..."
14:58 Captain_America: My eyes narrow as I take in what Johnny is saying. I need to check with Reed Richards, desperately. Surely he can tell me what happened to Johnny. Though, now that I think of it, I haven't heard from him or the rest of the Fantastic 4 since the destruction of Baxter Tower. The longer I spoke with you, the more convinced I became that this was going to be settled in only one way. I was going to have to defeat you, knock you out, and take you back to the Avengers HQ. Maybe Tony can figure out what has happened to you.

15:03 Johnny_Storm: I see you eyeing me up and down, knowing you're planning to take me down. I can't let it happen. I need to see Captain America suffer. Something inside me commands me to ravage and use your body. I raise my hands in fists, ready to fight. "Let's see what a super soldier can do."

17:36 Captain_America: Whatever has happened to Johnny Storm, it's clear that the only option left is to fight him. I look around the abandoned warehouse he asked to meet me at, the space is massive, punctuated by huge steel beams holding up the ceiling, abandoned loading cranes, forklifts, and rows of empty shelves against one wall. If we have to fight, we have to fight. And I don't hesitate. I launch my shield, and send it flying, not at you, but well off to one side, bouncing off the steel pillars like a pinball in a pinball machine, until it rockets directly towards your back!
17:40 Johnny_Storm: I'm squared up to fight the ultimate Super Soldier as you launch your shield. It looks like you missed wildly until it kareens off the steel pillars around the warehouse, smashing into my spine! Unable to dodge quickly enough, it slams into my muscled back, knocking me forward with a grunt. On my hands and knees, I look up at you as the shield returns to your hands. "You'll pay for that," I say, my eyes filled with flames.
17:43 Captain_America: I don't even hesitate for a moment, launching myself at you after that shield hits your back. You are on your hands and knees, and I leap, looking to land on your back, my elite combat training kicking into high gear as I fight to grab your arm, and roll you over onto your back, seeking to trap that arm and force you to surrender. I know all about your flame ability, but I'm counting that my battle armor can protect me from the flames long enough to force you to surrender. I grunt out, "Just surrender Johnny, don't make me hurt you."
17:48 Johnny_Storm: You leap on to my back, grabbing my arm and trapping it between your legs in an armbar. I feel you trying to force me to submit to you, hoping to capture me. I groan out in pain, but as I feel your bulge against my forearm my mind races with twisted sexual thoughts, The Outlaw's dark influence inside me. The pain... feels good. "Haha FUCKKKKK...!" I seethe, my body lighting up in flames.
17:51 Captain_America: The blast of flames sears me, charring my battle uniform, but the armor is thick enough to protect me for a while. I feel your elbow rubbing against my hard crotch. I give you another warning, tightening that arm bar a bit more, "Just surrender. Now. Don't make me hurt you." The heat is intense, and I know I have to act fast before I can't take the flames.
17:54 Johnny_Storm: I can smell the fire working on your uniform as you tighten the arm bar. "Promises, promises," I say, as I shoot a fireball from my hand as you grip my arm, aiming it for your face.
17:57 Captain_America: I've just decided I can't give you any more leeway, I'm going to have to hurt you. I start to focus, my steel-cabled super soldier muscles flexing with elite power as I begin to tighten that armbar, and just then, you blast me in the face with a fireball from your outstretched hand!! ARGHHHHHHHHHHH Blinds me, pain lancing through my handsome face. I release the armbar, throwing myself backwards, rolling up to my feet over my shoulder, drawing my shield, holding it in front of me, squinting hard to try and get my vision back. "You are just making this harder on yourself Johnny, don't fight me. I'm trying to help you! Whatever the Outlaw did, we can fix. We can free you."
18:00 Johnny_Storm: My fireball blasts your face, showing you just a touch of my superhuman powers. You release the armbar and roll away, up to your feet behind your shield. I laugh as I rub my arm, the pain searing through my elbow as I stand. "That's just it, Cap... I don't think I need to be fixed. I kinda like it like this." I fire flames at you like a hose, the shield the only thing saving you.
18:01 Captain_America: I grunt, squinting my eyes, holding up my shield, that stream of fire smashing into it, but bouncing off it. My vibranium shield doesn't get hot, and can absorb anything you throw at it. I charge forward then, looking to bash my shield right into your body!
18:03 Johnny_Storm: I see you coming toward me and easily dodge to the side as you try to smash the shield into me. I kick downward, aiming to smash my boot into your leg and take you down.
18:05 Captain_America: My vision still hasn't completely recovered, and you end up dodging to the side before I can realize my mistake. I feel your boot kicking my leg out from under me. I grunt, falling backwards, but like the elite super soldier I am, I turn my fall into a backflip, landing on my feet, spinning to face you, launching my right fist towards your handsome jaw in a haymaker, my shield held up defensively in my left arm.
18:08 Johnny_Storm: You recover quicker than I expect, managing to flip back and quickly shoot out a right fist. It connects with my jaw, smashing my head to the right as I take a hard hit.
18:10 Captain_America: I grunt, spinning around behind you, resheathing my shield on my back, my massive bicep lashes out while you are stunned and dazed by that heavy fist, and I lock it tight around your muscled neck, grunting, my bicep exploding like a cannonball as I fight hard to lock in a sleeper hold, trying to simply knock you out cold so I can take you back to Avengers HQ with me.
18:16 Johnny_Storm: You quickly lock on a sleeper behind me, as I claw backward, trying to grab at your face. You hold it on tight, your chin nearly on top of my head as you choke me. You think you've got me, but I've got more surprises up my sleeve. I pull my legs out from under me and drop down to my ass, pulling you down with me and forcing the top of my skull to smash up into your square jaw.
18:18 Captain_America: I have to admit, your counter catches me off guard. Wasn't expecting it! You drop down onto your ass, my square jaw smashing against the back of your skull. I'm stronger than you, but you still possess enhanced strength, more than enough to mess me up with that move. I feel a lightning bolt of pain rip through my jaw and skull, my eyes seeing a sudden blast of white light as my powerful frame staggers backwards, smashing into the wall, barely able to stay standing.
18:20 Johnny_Storm: I start laughing as you back off me, knowing I've caused you pain. My own head ringing from the impact but I know I gave it to you worse. I spin up from the floor and see you staggering against a wall. I rush in with a hard right fist aimed for your face as you stagger.
18:25 Captain_America: Still out of it, seeing stars, barely able to keep my feet under me, I can't block that blow, and my handsome square jaw is blasted hard to the side, doing even more damage to my stunned hard-muscled frame. Damn... I had no idea Johnny Storm could hit that hard. I collapse to my knees, in front of him, but I'm Steve Rogers, Captain America, the first Avenger, not some random soldier. I spring forward, driving my shoulder towards your muscled abs, looking to take you down hard to the ground, my jaw throbbing, my head pounding.
18:27 Johnny_Storm: My punch connects, sending you to your knees. I go to kick forward at your chest but you shoot forward, smashing your shoulder into my core, taking me down to the floor. You're on top of me and I start punching upward, aiming for your jaw again.
18:30 Captain_America: I take you down, and scramble to get on top of you, but once again, you throw your hard fist right back into my jaw!! This is the third hard blow my square jaw has taken in under 10 seconds. This time, the affect is even more pronounced, by body shudders, the hard blow knocking my 250 pounds of super soldier muscle off to the side of you, where I roll across the floor. My jaw is aching, and I'm feeling dizzy, rolling over to my hands and knees, focusing heroically through the pain, fighting to get back to my feet.
18:33 Johnny_Storm: I keep targeting that handsome face and it's working. I'm able to power your bigger body off me. I see you on your hands and knees as I get to my feet. I quickly straddle your back and smash my crotch down into your lower back, trying to pull your arms up on to my knees to place you in a camel clutch like we're in the middle of a wrestling ring!
18:37 Captain_America: I can't believe that I'm actually being beat by Johnny Storm, but ... I know that the problem is I'm trying to capture him, and I don't really want to hurt him, but he isn't holding back. My jaw is aching, and I'm still so stunned from that triple blow to my square jaw that I'm unable to fight him off when he suddenly drops down onto my back like a ton of bricks! He's got my arms locked up tightly, draped over his knees, and he's pulling back on my powerful frame! Pain is lancing through my spine! I start to growl! But I'm strong, damn strong, and I begin to fight back, focusing through the fog in my head, gathering my strenght, my steel cabled muscles rippling as I fight to free my arms, my abs turning harder than concrete, surging with power, fighting that camel clutch! And it's working. My super soldier muscle is starting to muscle it's way out of that camel clutch!
18:41 Johnny_Storm: I feel you starting to fight back against my camel clutch, your body tensing up as you try to rip your arms away and escape the hold. I start to heat my body up, thinking of flaming on, but knowing I don't actually want to incinerate my new plaything. Putting Captain America in a pro wrestling hold is a thrill for Johnny Storm... and he wants more. I lift up a little, standing higher in the hold, and smash my crotch back down hard into your lower spine again. "How's that feel Cap? Yeahhhh..."
18:44 Captain_America: Just as I'm about to break free, suddenly, your butt comes crashing down on my spine!!! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH It flattens me out, sending agony lancing through the small of my back. I hear you mocking me, and that fires me up. Gritting my teeth, I spread my arms, tighten my abs, fight through the sharp ache in my spine, and suddenly push up explosively, trying to send you flying off me!!
18:47 Johnny_Storm: You tighten your body up and smash upward, forcing your back up into my crotch and bouncing me awkwardly off you. I stomp down as I step away, mashing my boot into your lower back as I step off of you, satisfied with what I did in that hold to weaken your back. "Surprised, eh Cap?"
18:50 Captain_America: Arghhhh!!! You lash out with another boot to my back, damn that hurts!!! But I roll over to my back as you walk off me, arching it to stretch it, then as you hover over me, mocking me, I realize that I am surprised. You are a far tougher fighter than I had you figured for. But there is only one way this fight can end. "Not as surprised as you are going to be, Johnny." then, I lash out suddenly, my legs opening wide, then closing like a pair of scissors, scissoring your legs, looking to take your feet right out from under you. I know you can fly, but only when you are flamed on, so this should get you down on the ground where I can find a way to subdue you.
18:53 Johnny_Storm: You spread your massive legs and squeeze them around mine, bringing my feet together and sending me to the floor. I grunt as my butt hits the warehouse floor, trapped by your muscled body.
18:59 Captain_America: I scramble on top of you as I knock you to the ground with my leg sweep, "There is only one way this is going to end Johnny, the harder you fight, the harder you make this for yourself." I scramble on top of you, determined to take you out no matter what, I focus on your left arm, knowing that I weakened it with that armbar. I'm still dizzy and in pain, but my movements are swift and proficient, as befits my elite training. I fight hard to lock you up in an arm triangle choke, focusing on that left arm. "Soon, Johnny, you will fall asleep, and when you wake up, you'll be back at the Avengers HQ with me, and we'll get to the bottom of what happened to you."
19:03 Johnny_Storm: You scramble on top of me, locking me in a triangle choke, your martial arts training giving you a leg up on ground fighting. My left arm sticks awkwardly up, your gloved hand covering my face. I try to push my elbow against your neck but it hurts from the armbar. The rest of my body free, I reach up with my other arm, trying to grab at your mask and pull your head backward if I can.
19:05 Captain_America: I grunt, as you latch onto my mask, it provides an all too convenient handhold. You are not holding back with your strength, and I tighten my neck, gritting my teeth, but your move causes my choke hold to weaken, and I'm not putting enough pressure on your neck to knock you out. Damn... If I release the choke to free my head, then you might escape. But eventually, I don't have a choice, you pull my head back so far that I can't keep the choke on anymore. I'm forced to release it, and I roll to the side, and up on one knee, facing you, fists raised, planning my next attack.
19:08 Johnny_Storm: I'm able to yank back on that mask enough so that you have to release the hold. "I was hoping I'd rip it off so I could see more of that bruised face," I laugh, remembering the multiple punches you've taken. Laying on my back, I try shooting a fist out aimed at your thigh.
19:12 Captain_America: I grunt as you continue to try to attack. Your fist slams into my thigh, and my leg wobbles, I grunt, losing my balance, and falling forward, rolling back up to my feet. I shake my leg out, and launch a kick towards your ribs, knowing I've got to dish out some serious damage to subdue you.
19:14 Johnny_Storm: My punch connects but you get back to your feet quick enough, kicking hard at my ribs. I grunt, your boot connecting with my supersuit. "Ahh, the Boy Scout can fight dirty?" I ask, smiling deviously.
19:17 Captain_America: I ignore your remark, "You are coming with me Johnny. There isn't any other choice." I drop down on top of you, and knowing I have to get rougher, I cock my fist, and fire it down towards your handsome face, that jaw of yours nearly as square as mine. If I have to, I'll ground and pound you until you are knocked out.
19:19 Johnny_Storm: You drop on top of me and surprise me with a fist to my face! I grunt, my head knocked to the side, still smiling evilly. "You think it'll be as easy as a few punches?" I pull my legs up from behind you as you sit on top of me, wrapping them together in front of your chest, trying to push you back off me.
19:20 Captain_America: Suddenly, you show me once again that I'd do well not to underestimate you. You take my punch, one of my best shots, and suddenly swing your legs up, your flexibility rivaling that of an olympic gymnast, and I find myself suddenly smashing backwards hard into the concrete! OOOFFFFFFFFFFFF That knocked the wind out of me!
19:22 Johnny_Storm: With you knocked on your back under my legs, I try to hold you in place, raising my fist and smashing punches into your thigh.
19:24 Captain_America: Still dazed, I suddenly feel Johnny go for my thigh again, targeting with a series of heavy punches. The blows are adding up, and I have to put a stop to that. I grunt, and clamp my thighs together, fighting to lock them around your head in a tight, crushing headscissors, your face uncomfortably close to my crotch as I twist to fall to the side.
19:26 Johnny_Storm: You clamp your legs around my head, squeezing it and twisting to the side. My face just inches from your bulge, I feel like I can smell your musk. "Nghhhh..." I grunt, finally muted in this match as you squeeze my jaw closed.
19:28 Captain_America: I grunt, crushing tighter, my super soldier muscles rippling. My thigh is sore from your repeated punches, and I can't quite deliver my full strength, but I'm confident it's enough, as I focus on simply crushing you unconscious, letting my thickly muscled legs drive into the sides of your neck.
19:31 Johnny_Storm: The feeling of your thighs around my neck and head is punishing, depriving me of air. Getting crushed like this with my face so close to your crotch brings up all these dark thoughts from The Outlaw, sick fantasies swirling. My cock gets rigid in my supersuit as the pain powers me. I place my palms on the sides of your thighs, while I try to kick up, trying to smash my knee into your head.
19:32 Captain_America: Suddenly, as we lay there, side to side, your head between my thighs, your knee lashes out and smashes savagely into my head. I feel bright fireworks exploding in my brain, and my body spasms. I could normally shake off a blow like that, but not after all the punishment my head has already taken, my legs suddenly go limp and my thickly muscled body rolls to the side, as I shake my head out, badly dazed, trying to push up to my feet.
19:30 Johnny_Storm: Still struggling after the headscissor, I roll to the side, seeing you dazed from my knee. “What’s wrong, Cap?” I laugh as I crawl behind you as you push up to all fours. I grab at the belt around your waist, and yank you toward me, then smash a fist across your lower back.
19:33 Captain_America: I'm tough, incredibly tough, and can recover incredibly quick, but you've been relentlessly hunting my head with blow after blow throughout our fight, and that knee hurt me badly. My mind feels like it's covered in a thick fog, and I fight to regain my focus. Just as I'm starting to get my bearings back, you yank hard on the back of my tactical belt, and smash a fist deep into the small of my spine. I let out a groan, an aching pain throbbing in my spine. I fight to try and get my feet under me, focusing hard, trying to get back to standing. I have to get you off my back!
19:36 Johnny_Storm: You take the hit and keep working to stand. I climb forward, trying to mount you from the back, grabbing at your shoulder and the back of your mask. You feel my weight as I try to mount your back, the bulge in my supersuit pressing down against your ass. “Mmmm” I moan before laughing evilly.
19:38 Captain_America: I feel you climbing up my body as I struggle to get to my feet, tugging on the back of my mask, grabbing hard at my shoulder. And what's that... against my ass? Is that? It is... he's got a full on erection! The realization shocks me!!! Grunting, I drive my elbow back, twisting hard from my hips, trying to drive my elbow behind me to tag you in your muscular abs or ribs.
19:41 Johnny_Storm: “Ungh!” The elbow slams into my ribs, forcing me off you. I fall to my side, rolling to my back, hand on my rib. I’m still smiling maniacally. “Did you like that, Cap?” I ask, one hand on my ribs, the other groping my bulge, showing the outline of my erect cock through my suit to you. “I’m enjoying our fight,” I say.
19:45 Captain_America: I manage to force you off there, and watch in growing shock at that maniacal smile on your face. This isn't the Johnny Storm I know. Something is wrong... and the way you grope your bulge. It makes me distinctly uncomfortable. But I get a surge of renewed determination, and speaking in a near growl, "You need help Johnny. Just surrender. NOW!" I leap on top of you, my combat trained muscle instinctively going for a sleeper lock, an arm triangle choke, still confident that I can knock you out and end this fight.
19:47 Johnny_Storm: You try to choke me out with an intense lockup, your hand over my face and your bulging bicep putting intense pressure on my throat. I gag, unable to see. I reach up with my other hand and reach for your face, grabbing at your mask, trying to jam my fingers into your eyes.
19:49 Captain_America: Your hand reaches up towards my mask. I was certain I could knock you out so fast you wouldn't have a chance to counter me, but I was wrong!! Your fingers jab into my eyes, and I let out a low bellow of pain, forced to release my choke. My thick, powerful biceps flex like cannonballs as I cover my face, rolling away from you, trying to get my vision back!
19:52 Johnny_Storm: I cough and spit as you release the choke and roll away from me. “Now you don’t have to see how much I’m loving this,” I laugh. I kick forward, my boot connecting with your lower back.
19:55 Captain_America: My back spasms savagely as your boot slams into me, while you make some stupid comment. My back is starting to ache. You are much stronger than I remember. I put one hand on my back, feeling it throb, reaching out with the other towards the wall, starting to force myself up to my feet, my vision still blurry, as I blink my eyes furiously.
19:58 Johnny_Storm: You start trying to climb up the wall, your back hurting. I place both hands on your shoulders and drop backward, both knees up. I pull you back down across me, my knees double spearing up into your back as we fall backward.
20:00 Captain_America: Suddenly, I'm violently yanked down, and my spine erupts in outrageous agony, my powerfully muscled torso torqued brutally, pain shooting through my abused back like lightning bolts. I'm flung off to the side, landing in a heap, disoriented. Have to get up... have to keep fighting.
20:02 Johnny_Storm: “YES!” I cheer as I smash your back and know I’ve hurt you bad. I jump up to standing, energized by the move. I angle myself next to you as you try to get up, dropping down to my knee, smashing it into the small of your back.
20:05 Captain_America: I keep fighting to get up, but you attack me again, spearing my in my injured back. My body jacknifes, as I'm flattened out, pancaked hard to the ground, I let out a low groan of agony. I force out through gritted teeth, "You are just making this harder on yourself Johnny. Stop. Now."
20:07 Johnny_Storm: “I think you’re talking about yourself, Cap. You’re the one eating the floor.” I drop my ass down hard on to your lower back, smashing you into the floor. I reach up and grab your ankles, trying to pull them back and go for a Boston crab.
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20:10 Captain_America: Just as I've spread my arms wide, and started to push myself up off the floor, I feel a massive blow to my back again. It starts to spasm, forcing me to drop flat again. The pain has me seeing stars, by the time I can focus again, I feel my boots trapped beneath your armpits, and the pain in my spine suddenly explodes to an all new level. I let out a low bellow of agony... trying to fight through the pain, trying to flex my herculean quads to fight against the boston crab. Through gritted teeth... I force the words out ... "How ... did you... get this ... strong?"
20:14 Johnny_Storm: I pull back on your legs, bending your back into a C shape. “After I fought The Outlaw, he helped me tap into the full potential of my powers. What I really want deep down,” I say, pulling back. “My fucking POWER!” I roar, controlling the Super Soldier’s body.
20:17 Captain_America: Despite my best efforts, despite pouring every single ounce of power I can draw upon, I can't fight against this boston crab. The agony in my already weakened back is too intense, hampering and draining my strength. You lock the Boston Crab on fully!! My spine erupts in more pain than I've dealt with in a very long time. I let out a long, low bellow of agony. I can't believe this is happening... I've got to fight it some how... got to get free ... desperately searching for some way to break out, my arms scrabbling uselessly against the concrete, but there isn't any escape... the pain keeps building and building, and I'm feeling weaker and weaker.
20:19 Johnny_Storm: “Admit you’re beaten! Admit it and maybe I won’t break your back!” My ass pressed down against your spine, I can feel the agony you must be in. Your low groans of pain, knowing you’re beaten.
20:22 Captain_America: I grit my teeth... this is unbelievable... I can't surrender. I can't... the pain ... it's too much... suddenly, not even the enhanced endurance of my super soldier body could handle anymore. I could feel that my back was badly injured, on the verge of breaking, but I refused to surrender... and then, suddenly, my powerful super soldier muscle shuddered once, then I was knocked out cold, the pain too much for me to endure any longer.
20:26 Johnny_Storm: I keep pulling back on your legs, and suddenly you go quiet and I feel no more resistance from your body. I wonder if I’ve killed you or just put you out. I drop your legs and they fall helplessly to the floor. I spin around on your back so I’m laying on top of you, my hard cock pressed against your ass. I grab the side of your mask and pull it toward me and see your eyes closed, and you’re passed out but breathing. “You were tough Steve…but I wanted it more,” I say, pressing my hard bulge more firmly against your big tight ass.
16:06 Captain_America: Even a super soldier has his limits, and to my utter shock, Johnny Storm found mine. I realize too late that he's changed ... he's harder, more ruthless than before. I held back too much, and I paid the price for it. All of these thoughts drift through my dreaming mind as my back throbs in outrageous pain. The last time I've been in so much pain was when I nearly got schooled by Thanos. And this is worse. I'm vaguely aware of something hard and throbbing against my ass, and vaguely hear Johnny's whispering something. I groan, trying to regain consciousness.
16:11 Johnny_Storm: I feel your body go slack under me and know you’re fully out. I’m energized beyond belief at having taken down Captain America…so few men have done it, and I’m on the list. I feel unstoppable, aroused at my own brutality. I grind forward, thrusting my bulging cock against that famed ass, not feeling you fight back. You start to groan and I know my time is limited. I reach down to your lower waist, just above that ass, and grab the fabric and yank hard, heating it slightly with my powers. The spandex singes and tears apart and I yank downward, exposing that big smooth ass. I do the same at the waist of my own supersuit, ripping the fabric off, just like The Outlaw did to me. I mount you again, my nude body pressing against yours, and slide my cock along your crack, teasing that hole, preparing to slide in.

16:15 Captain_America: I start to stir more, the smell of something burning... my nose tickles, and I groan. Suddenly, a sensation of chill cool air tickles my brain further. I groan again, that pain in my lower back is utterly insane, but I swear I'm naked now... am I dreaming? Then suddenly, I feel something hard and slimy against my ... bare ass? My eyes shoot open wide in horror, and I spread my arms, my thick biceps, bare and exposed to the air now, ripple and flex like the guns of a battleship as I begin to push up, and then ... the pain in my lower back slams into my brain like a wrecking ball, and I let out a scream and collapse face first to the dirty concrete. Something is not right with my back. I can't move. I groan out, "Don't do this Johnny... I'm warning you. There is still time to salvage this situation. You don't want to take this step." I shudder, unable to face the magnitude of what Johnny Storm, a respected hero ... is threatening me with. It can't be true.
16:18 Johnny_Storm: Captain America, broken on the floor beneath me, my hard cock sliding against his hot ass…somewhere inside me, the hero struggles to break free, trying to make me stop, get help, bring in reinforcements and lock me up…but this just feels too damn good. I laugh with a sinister smile. “I think we both knew this was the inevitable outcome, Cap.” I push forward and enter you roughly, my cockhead stretching your hole as I let each inch slide in slowly, pressing you even harder into the floor.
16:23 Captain_America: I gasp in shock and astonishment, in total disbelief and in pain as Johnny Storm takes that dreaded step... His thick manhood, leaking precum slowly drives into my hole, violating my heroic, virgin ass. I scream out, "No... Get out of me Johnny... Get the hell out of.." Then, suddenly I gasp. What the hell was that? In the middle of the pain throbbing in my virgin ass as Johnny's cock invades it painfully, there is a sudden burst of unexpected pleasure. What .. is that ... I've never been fucked before, and I never even knew that it could feel like this. It's ... good. And that terrifies me. I let out a low moan as my cock begins to turn hard. I whimper.. "What are you doing to me... you can't do this... Johnny...stop... STOP.." I'm helpless I can't move, my back is injured, and I'm being fucked by a man I thought was my friend. Nothing like this has ever happened to me. I have to figure out a plan... how to deal with this.. how... "UGHhhhhhhh"
16:23 Captain_America: Another surge of pleasure blooms in my ass as Johnny's thick cock continues to ride my hole.
16:26 Johnny_Storm: I enter you fully, my pubes grazing your ass, my nuts making contact with you. I hold myself in place, feeling your tight ass squeezing so good. You’re telling me to stop and I ignore whatever the hell you’re saying as I pull back, sliding out of you, almost all the way, giving you relief, before I slam my body weight down and push back into you to the base. I do it again. And again. Building up the rhythm as I begin to truly fuck you, using you as a piece of meat below me.
16:30 Captain_America: I grunt, gasping out in shock and confusion as the pain and pleasure get all mixed up. Each one of Johnny's thrusts drives into me up to the hilt, and at the apex of each thrust there is another burst of pleasure. My cock is hard, and no matter how much I will it to go soft, it stays hard and keeps getting harder. Little tingles of pleasure mix with the pain, and suddenly a new realisation dawns on me. This is going to make me .. make me cum. No way. I moan, "No ... don't do this.. no... " My voice has lost it's normal crisp,commanding, confident tone. I'm almost pleading, and then another surge of pleasure, my balls... they are ... no ... I'm about to... I moan out, "yes.." What did I just say?
16:34 Johnny_Storm: I look down in shock as I hear you mutter “yes…” I had only been focused on myself and using your ass for my pleasure, I didn’t even think of how you might enjoy it. I pull my torso up and see my cock half in/half out of your ass, and notice your cheeks squeezing my meat. I reach my hand under you, grabbing for your cock, and feel how big and hard it is. Even through the thin spandex glove, I can feel the wetness of your precum. “Well well, look what the First Avenger likes,” I laugh. “Maybe Bucky got here before me back in the day!” I go back to thrusting into you, rubbing my hand over your mouth to make you taste your own pre.
16:43 Captain_America: I can't believe this is happening... me and Bucky we never.. I don't understand what he is doing to my body. Johnny's hand reaches under my powerfully muscled abs, and grabs my cock. I gasp, and my ass involuntarily squeezes his own dick. When his hand rubs my pre-cum in my mouth, something happens to me. I moan and shudder. I actually start to feel ashamed. He's going to make me... I can't stop it. I keep shuddering, harder and harder as his cock thrusts in and out of my ass, the pleasure is too much for me. My cheeks red with shame, I suddenly jerk, my super soldier muscle spasming hard, and I let out a load moan, "UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHFGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG" My ass clenches tight, and my cock suddenly spasms like a machine gun, unloading rope after rope of thick, creamy super soldier seed against the ground, the pleasure is mind-numbing and I get a goofy smile on my face as I lay there breathing heavy... confused, ashamed, and ... afraid.
16:43 Captain_America: This isn't real. It's a dream. A nightmare.
16:48 Johnny_Storm: Cap’s first fucking pushes him over the edge quickly, the sensations overwhelming his hero body. I thrust away, feeding you precum as I feel your body tense and you moan. I can tell you’re cumming against the cold cement floor…some super soldier DNA for me to bring to The Outlaw. The tightness of your smooth ass and your grip is suddenly pushing me over the edge too…I feel my cock start to shoot inside you, breeding your ass, filling it with fellow hero cum — turned bad. I don’t want to finish this way though. As hard as it is, I pull out of you, still cumming, and slide around to your face, my dick an inch from that handsome mug. I blast a few more ropes into your face, then force my cock between your lips and make you suck and taste it.
16:52 Captain_America: I'm in a daze, a fog of pleasure and pain clouding my brain, sensations I've never felt before. Suddenly, I feel a pressure inside my ass, and I realize that Johnny Storm... a fellow hero, a man I thought was my friend, was seeding me. Then, I was roughly turned over, Johnny's cum spraying all over my chest and abs, coating my hard, steel-cabled muscle and my handsome face with his cum, marking me, before his cock finally thrusts into my lips. I spasm, choking, as the rich, creamy, salty seed floods me. I can't breathe .. my eyes roll back in my head. Already nearly done, I spasm suddenly, my cock still at half mast, still leaking, and mercifully, I fall unconscious, choking on Johnny's seed, swallowing several mouthfuls of it. Captain America was out cold again, leaking Johnny Storm's seed from both holes, his own load fucked out of him. Things don't look good for the hero.
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16:48 Johnny_Storm: The intensity of the orgasm and the whole shock of the experience is too much for poor Steve…his head falls back and he’s out again, drooling cum and spit out of both holes. I know it’s too good to pass up…I grab one of the small canvas bags around his waist and slide it on the floor where he came, collecting some of his cum, then rubbing it on his semi-hard cockhead for more. Gonna take this sample back and see what bad things we can get up to with it. After filling the bag, I look down at that thick shiny cock and can’t help myself…I lean forward and suck it into my mouth, feeling it pump and feel me. I suck it clean, taking every drop remaining, before letting it flop out of my mouth, soft and satisfied. I stand and grab you around the waist, hoisting you up with my strength and tossing you over my shoulder, ready to exit the warehouse, fly off with you to our hideout, and deliver you to The Outlaw.

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