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A is for Alpha and Antoine - Part Seven


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As soon as Mr. Alpha asked which guy was Rubio, the group of men parted like the sea before Moses and revealed a large muscled man wearing Ray Bans and tight-fitting fatigues at the back.  Antoine was immediately impressed with the size and muscularity of the boss-man, but was disappointed that the guerillas had so quickly turned over their leader.  He had hoped there would be more fighting, so he could show off for longer.  He figured the bad guys had finally gotten it through their head that there was no way for them to win this fight.  Bullets bouncing off a mostly nude humongous body had finally registered as something pretty powerful.  Antoine thought he might egg them on – in hopes for on last battle.     

 

“What gives fellas?  No Spartacus moment where you all claim to be Rubio to save your boss?  That would have been epic.  It’s like you’re leading the lamb to slaughter or something.  What kind of bad guys are…”

 

When you are a superhero you didn’t get surprised that often.  As a matter of fact, it never happened.  That’s why the big fist seemed to come out of nowhere to Antoine.  Suddenly, the big man felt a blow to his stomach and registered a little abs discomfort as he was knocked off his feet and flew through the wall of the plane behind him.  His body burst another giant hole in the machine as he rocketed another fifty yards or so and landed hard on the ground.  The superhero was stunned a little and disoriented.  He’d never felt a punch before.  It was a little disconcerting.  He looked up to see the massive Rubio – truly a lot bigger than he had seemed when sitting down – stepping through the hole Antoine’s flying body had just made.  It took a few seconds for the giant muscled hero to figure out what had happened.  Rubio had come flying off the floor of the plane so fast that Antoine had not been prepared for the oncoming fist that punched him off his feet.  Rubio’s body had some super power, too.  Antoine’s head stopped spinning as the other big man spoke. 

 

“My men tell you who I am because they know I am strong like you.  They fear me more than you, Mr. Alpha.”

 

Destroying a tank had excited Antoine.  Ripping out an entire wall of a humongous vault had really turned him on.  Destroying an army made A400M ‘Grizzly’ had made him leak pre-cum.  But the idea of taking on someone that seemed to be as strong as him sent the guy into the realm of ecstasy reserved only for your first time of ever having multiple orgasms or the first time you fucked the engine of a semi.  The big man’s tiny posers finally gave up the battle of the bulge and seemed to instantly disintegrate as Antoine’s massive member raced to be fully hard – actually harder than the superhero had ever remembered it being before.  He actually had to pause for a few seconds until the throbbing pain, caused by how quickly it inflated, subsided.  Antoine had no idea he could actually be this turned on.  It felt like he needed to plow the side of a mountain.  But then he thought about fighting Rubio and that was even better.  The superhero’s temporary immobility, caused by all his super testosterone-filled blood rushing to his big rod, made him not notice the huge shadow appearing around him until it was too late.  Suddenly, the giant ‘Grizzly’ was slammed on top of him as if it had been a mega mallet and Antoine was the waiting target in a giant Whack-a-Mole game.  As the superhero’s feet sunk into the ground up to his knees and his body, yet again, plunged through the steel of the plane, he realized with total glee that Rubio had actually picked up the freaking thing with his bare hands and hammered Antoine’s head with hit.  The bad guy had hit the nail on the head, so to speak.  Slightly dazed, Antoine glanced out one of the side windows and saw the pilots and other guerillas frantically running across the airfield – clearly thankful they had escaped before Rubio had decided to do some pounding.  Antoine spoke to himself as he began to free his feet from the earth. 

 

“Fucking hell, he’s strong!  This is going to be fun!  I’ll be leaking my Antoine-seed throughout this entire fight – I can feel it.”

 

Suddenly, there was bright sunlight as the plane went back into the air.  It took Antoine’s eyes a few seconds to adjust but then he was rewarded with the sight of the giant Ecuadorian muscleman holding the ‘Grizzly’ by its tail end and the monstrous thing sticking up in the air like a giant caveman club.  The superhero paused to take in the sight – marveling at the other guy’s strength.  He was definitely the kind of guy that could appreciate power, even if it was in his opponent.  Antoine could have kicked himself for getting caught up in the moment, though, for that gave Rubio time to bring the already demolished body of the plane back down on top of him.  Antoine’s body made yet another hole in the side of the plane and he was pushed further into the ground.  At this rate, he’d be buried up to his neck after just a few more hammered blows.  The muscled hero had to get his mojo back.  He wasn’t one of the bad guys who never learned anything.  Enough of this ‘being blown away by another guy’s strength.’  Antoine needed to be Mr. Alpha again.  Where’s the thrill in having someone who matches your strength to fight with if you don’t get up and take him on.  The idea of actually getting to use a full fist to punch a guy instead of just thumping him slightly with your finger made Antoine’s dick throb with excitement.  It was time to kick some Rubio muscled ass.

 

“Get ready to meet Mr. Alpha, Rubio!  Otherwise known as Mr. Pain.”

 

Antoine’s muscles definitely swelled bigger just from the fact that he was ready to rumble.  Blood was pumping through his body like millions of bullet trains shooting testosterone to every corner of his huge frame.  The superhero could actually feel the fur covering his pecs, arms, legs, and face sprouting out longer in reaction to the powerful raw masculinity propelling his muscles to bulge even more.  The idea of completely letting loose with his full strength made him grow.  Antoine kicked slightly and the ground surrounding his legs exploded as if a ton of TNT had been ignited.  At the same time, he reached down and grabbed hold of the plane around the hole his body had made.  He quickly and easily lifted the ‘Grizzly’ into the air above his head, noticing that he took an unsuspecting Rubio into the air with it.  The bad guy was still holding on to the tail end.  The naked superhero shook the frame of the plane with enough force to bring down all the buildings of a few city blocks.  This caused Rubio’s unprepared body to flap around violently and finally fall to the ground – the guy couldn’t hold on because of the tremendous earthquake-like shaking.  Immediately, Antoine brought his arms back and then thrust them forward with tremendous force, slamming the end of the plane into the still-wobbling big chest of his opponent.  Rubio’s big body was sent flying backwards across the airfield like a rock being ejected from a slingshot.  The guy landed with a huge thud near a clump of trees on the edge of the field – skidding and digging up a mound of earth the size of a small house. 

 

“Rubio eight ball – corner pocket.  And Mr. Alpha sinks it for the win.  Haaaaaaaahhhhhh!  The crowd goes wild.  God, I love superhuman extreme sports.  Come back to papa, big guy, it’s time for some Rubio baseball.”

 

True to his villainous nature, Rubio was back on his feet and running towards Antoine at full speed – not really having a plan, just thinking his moving bulk could do some damage.  Mr. Alpha, however, had already anticipated this stupid move.  With the same kind of effort it might take a normal guy to open an umbrella, the superhero flicked the big plane up in the air so the tail end came down into his waiting hand.  Antoine dug his fingers into the steel so he could grip the big thing tightly and at the same time he swung it out to the side like he was a little-league slugger at the batting range. 

 

“Batter, batter, batter, swing batter!”

 

Antoine immediately knew it was going to be a homerun – out of the park, as they say.  The bulk of the plane connected with Rubio’s oncoming body so hard that the bad guy didn’t have a chance in hell to not be sent flying far away.  Antoine’s follow-through was perfect and his man-ball shot out across the length of the field, over the big house, and into the distance somewhere far, far away.  Antoine listened for the loud noise when Rubio hit the ground and made a huge crater.  The boom was worth the wait.  Antoine dropped the big plane to the ground and turned to Jose, throwing his hands up in the air in a victory pose.  Jose was clapping hard.  

 

“I’d run the bases, but there’s no need.  Besides, he’ll be back.  A good superhero is always prepared,” he said to himself and then he cupped his hands to his mouth and yelled up to Jose, “Get ready for the disgruntled bad guy to throw some toys, my little sidekick.  He’s really upset because I’m so strong.”

 

Jose made a thumbs-up gesture.  Sure enough, at that exact moment a jeep came sailing over the house above Jose’s head aimed perfectly toward the superhero.  Antoine was impressed – both by the choice of object thrown and the accuracy of the toss.  Clearly Rubio was, indeed, very upset.  The jeep was in horrible shape – obviously the bad guy had taken out some of his Antoine-induced frustration on the poor vehicle.  It looked to be beaten into an almost unrecognizable big metal blob.  Mr. Alpha waited until almost the last possible second and then leapt into the air, causing the jeep to miss him completely, hit the ground hard enough to send huge clods of earth into the air, and then it bounced across the field like some kind of giant deformed ball.  A mangled jeep – Antoine was impressed.  Not bad for the guy’s first throw.  The superhero quickly guessed what was coming next as he landed back down on the ground and a glance upward confirmed that he was right.  A huge boulder – the size of a small house – was careening through the air with the same spot-on aim as the jeep.  Antoine braced himself and quickly flexed his left monstrous biceps – just to piss off the villain even more.  When the boulder was within striking distance, Mr. Alpha’s right fist came flying up and connected with the rock with the force of one hundred missiles.  The massive thing exploded into millions of small pieces of gravel upon impact with the much more powerful fist – which then rained down around the superhero like a light summer shower.  Punching into dense solid rock and disintegrating it upon connection would never get old or boring for Antoine.  He thought it was one of the most muscle show-off things a big guy could do.  The cheers from his sidekick, Jose, up on the balcony of the house, confirmed this, as well. 

 

“What’s next, dear Rubio.  I’m having a blast.”

 

Antoine was surprised and impressed that the next thing to come sailing through the air towards him was Rubio, himself.  This seemed much more logical and creative than most villains would have chosen.  Antoine’s own immense legs quickly bent and powered his body into the air – the two speeding massive objects made impact even with Jose’s gaze, so he was able to see the entire thing up close and personal.  Antoine’s blast from the ground had intentionally been more muscled than he’d ever leapt before.  He wanted to test the limits of himself and those of his newfound nemesis.  Unfortunately, Rubio had blasted into the air with equal power. When they met it was like two meteorites zooming into each other in outer space.  There was something just slightly less than a sonic boom that shook the entire neighboring countryside and both men bounced off the other in a way that guaranteed much destruction.  Antoine slammed back into the ground and that caused a cavernous hole so deep, if filled with water, it could have been listed as a giant lake.  Rubio bulleted uncontrollably back through the western wing of the house and took out a major chunk of three stories, slamming into the driveway on the other side.  He made a giant hole, too.  Luckily, Jose was on the other wing and crossed himself three times to say thank you as he gazed at the damage done to the other side.  It looked like the place had been bombed.  Both big men were unaccustomed to being stopped so violently.  It took a few seconds for each of them to shake the stunned feeling that rocked their bodies.  Antoine’s cock throbbed harder than before as he joyously experienced discomfort like he had never known.  He had used enough force he could have propelled his body through a mountain and, yet, this Rubio – this villain – had stopped his trajectory mid-air.  Antoine was turned on because he realized he was now ready to do what he had always longed to do.  He was being given permission to use his full super powers.  He didn’t have to hold back.  He didn’t have to worry about hurting or killing someone.  He was about to test his abilities completely.  Something he had thought he would never be able to do.  He shot out of his deep hole as he let out an earsplitting battle cry and leaked copious amounts of pre-cum. 

 

“Come on Rubio!  Let’s jack this fight up a few notches.  Show papa Antoine what you can really do!”

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