5A

"Hm...Don't get why they call you superman...They should be calling you superslut." Alistair taunted with a smirk as he looked down at the other man. The battle had seemed pretty one sided. Alistair may be able to control the weather, but that doesn't mean much against Superman...Until Lex Luthor told him of a weakness of superman's. All it had taken was for Alistair to to ingest the powdered up remains of the pink rock, and he had been able to summon it into his storms.

At first...It didn't seem to be doing anything. But suddenly the more it rained, lightening, or the wind blew against superman? It seemed like the more worked up he got. "Look at that pathetic hard on in your trunks." Alistair laughed as he let his foot playfully grind against the other man's cock as he continued thrusting his cock into the other man's throat. "Who knew a little pink kryptonite could turn the strongest man alive into the sluttiest man alive?"