My superpower is squirting my flying sperm for quite a distance. Not everyone is prepared for that. Often times the reaction is one of awe and amazement at the unexpected more than the fear from being scared.
I remember one guy who styled himself a top and was trying to force me to pay attention to him while he ignored me. I wanted out, so I decided to cum, arched my back and covered his face in my cum. He was pissed.
On the amazement side, when I was in San Antonio for tech training in the mid 1990s, we were staying in a hotel near The Alamo. There was a YMCA nearby where I went to work out and cruise. Whaddyaknow but I ended up hooking up with Alexander Cort, a multiethnic hottie who was on the cover of the current Inches Magazine. He came by my room a few times to fuck. Once, we were going at it for some time, and after fucking the cum out of him, i felt the nut coming on, pulled out and squirted my flying sperm over his head, over the headboard of the bed, and onto the frame of a watercolor on the wall. The cum went behind the glass and began to drip down, causing the watercolors to run.