Disclaimers: This story, will definitely have a variety of marvel charchters in it not just teh x-men. I don't know what they're intended sexualities are.
The X-Men, Spiderman, the Fantastic Four, and the avengers and all other associated characters are the property of Marvel Comics.
Cyclops' one eyed custard chucker
God I'm horny Scott moaned as he massaged his swelling cock through his yellow spandex pants. "I wish jean was here, her telekinetic wank jobs are the best for getting rid of unwanted wood. Ah well guess I will just have to resort to the old fashioned method."
With that Scott lay down on the edge of his bed and with one huge effort striped off his spandex pants revealing his cup covered cock which bobbed a bit as he continued to massage his member. He then removed the cup allowing his pole to spring up like a jack in the box, it then whacked him on his muscled stomach. "Ahh that's much better!" Scott moaned as he absent-mindedly toyed with his large hairy balls as they drooped over the side of the bed.
Scott then took a moment to select his favourite fantasy, choosing - as always - based on what made his dick twitch to full attention. Images of Jean of course ran through his head and of team-mates who were never more than a fantasy, Storm, Rogue, Betsy, -- "Ahh Betsy she's kept you guys content for many a night." Scott sighed as he patted his ever-expanding meat. - Kitty, Jubilee, Scott's mind raced trying to find something that would stir his cock past half mast, then while thinking of his beloved Jean another team mate came into his head -- Logan!
At the thought of Logan -- the Wolverine - Scott's pecker bobbed, swelled and then shot straight up in mid air, perpendicular to his body. It was now at its full length of 10 steely hard inches with a bulbous mushroom head. "Ahh moaned Scott so that's what you want." Scott's hand clenched around his cock, his fingers no where near connecting but Scott had been used to this since he was a kid and settled for the friction his hand could provide. Scott's mind then raced to find any detail about Logan that could stimulate him further, he thought of his musky scent of his berserker rages and of course his impressive package, which Scott had seen many a time in the showers. As Scott's memory served him Logan had a quite small cock but one that was extremely thick, his balls Scott remembered hung far past his uncircumcised cock head but the thickness made up for it, Logan's cock un-erect Scott remembered was about the thickness of a beer can.
At the thought of Logan's cock, Scott's hand flew up and down his cock at an amazing rate. Pre cum was flying liberally from the tip, coating Scott's stomach and providing lubrication for his straining cock. His face was screwed up in ecstasy as he saw himself touching, wanking sucking and being fucked by Logan's short but obesely thick cock. Scott yanked down his balls and went all out on his cock, rubbing the head relentlessly and pumping the shaft as fast as he could, he couldn't hold on any longer and screamed his desires name in an earthy, guttural voice "Logan!" followed by a sound of ecstasy as his cock twitched and audibly squirted Scott's cum across the room. His low hanging balls tightened to his body, his back arched as his hand continued to pump his own shaft as stream after stream of his white creamy cum sprayed across the bed and himself. Drenching his stomach, his pecs and his face, obscuring his vision through his ruby quarts goggles.
Then the faucet of cum slowed to a dribble and Scott let go of his convulsing member letting it slap down hard against his stomach the head red and sensitive, still leaking a little of Scott's cream.
Scott had no energy left and fell into a deep sleep, his body still covered in his own jizz and his uniform pants left hanging around his ankles off the bed. Gambit stood in the doorway of Scott's room, his dressing gown open and a red silk thong was down around his ankles as he continued to massage his 12inch knob. "What do we have here then he muttered his red eyes glowing old Scottie he like the boys no, well I'm sure gambit can give him what he needs." With that gambit entered Scott's room and closed the door behind him.
To be continued...
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