Disclaimer: This story has homosexual situations and relationships. If you think that this is wrong, go fuck a monkey. X-Men are a copyright of Marvel Comics Inc. This is only my fantasy (unfortunately, a fantasy is all it will ever be). Feel free to send comments to the E-mail address above.
Note: from now on, there will be telepathic communication. I will show telepathy like this: < >
Now on with the story!
S.E.X-Men Michael Johnson (mdldude@walla.com)
"Who the Hell are you?" I screamed. The man just stood there with a smile on his handsome face.
"The better question is, Who the hell are you?" he said back.
"My name is Michael. A guy brought me up here. He said that this was only temporary. Just untill they finished the new wing." I said as I backed up on the bed.
"What in the hell is wrong with you?" He asked.
I couldn't control it. My emotions over-came me. I blinked. The man was thrown out the door and through the wall of the room acrossed from ours. During the time he was flying, he managed to scream "HOLY SHIT!"
Jean and Scott ran out of a room and looked at me.
"Michael, what happened?" Jean asked.
"Nothing," I said.
"Michael," She said with an agitated voice, "Logan didn't just fly through the wall all by himself! Now, I will ask you again, what happened?"
So his name is Logan, "Logan scared me," I told her, "I lost control and next thing I knew, Logan was flying through the wall."
"I see." she said. "What happened was perfectly normal for a telekine. Most of the time, a telekine's power is connected to their emotions."
"Well, there is no point in crying over spilled milk," Scott said, "I will fix the wall tomorrow. You can go to bed now."
I walked to the room that I was supposed to stay in. I peered into the room. He wasn't there. He was such a slob. His clothes were thrown around in various places. I decided to do some house cleaning. I concentrated hard. The clothes lifted into the air and folded themselves. Hey floated onto his bed and set down gently.
The room began spinning. A headache formed. It was over-powering. I fell to my knees and clutched my hands to my head. The pain was excrutiating. Logan walked into the room and found me in this state. "JEAN, ORORRO, SOMEONE HELP!" he yelled.
Logan picked me up and set me on the bed. "Kid, you are gonna be okay," he whispered in my ear.
Jean and a woman with white hair ran into the room. "Orroro, help me get his head elevated." Jean said. The two women piled up pillows and leaned me back on them. My head was still throbbing. Jean flicked her wrist and the bed rotated. She waved her hand and a chair came up and she sat down. She put her hands on either side of my head and closed her eyes. I could feel her mind making a connection with mine. After a few seconds I felt her pull out. "He over used his powers," She said.
"Will he be okay?" Logan asked.
"Yes, but I will give him some pain killers to ease the headache that it gave him." She replied, "Just let him rest for tonight, and no scaring him! His powers are really unstable and his energy fluctuations are extremely dangerous."
"Do you think I'm dumb enough to fuck with him like that again? That kid really packs a punch!" Logan sneered.
"Okay, just let him get some rest."
The next morning I woke up and looked over to Logan's bed he was sound asleep. I could see that he slept in the nude because his erect cock tented his sheets. His cock was huge! it was extremely long and extremely thick. I felt sorry for any woman who was fucked by him. I sat up in my bed and leaned back on the headboard. I stared at his awesome body for an hour. I even jacked off to him. I dozed off after a little while because I was still tired from last night. I was asleep at least an hour when I felt the bed shake. I opened my eyes and looked to see Logan naked as a jaybird laying right besided me. he put his hand on my bare chest and it sent sparks through my body. I was head over heels in love with him, and I didn't even know him. He lifted the sheets and crawled right up next to me. One thing I forgot to mention is- I sleep nude as well. His hardon was rubbing against my leg and I was really loving it! I rolled over to face him. His chiseled face and body was a real turn on. My dick had never been so hard in my life. "Why are you in my bed?" I asked him. "Because I know I scared you last night and I...I...I wanted to make it up to you." He said in a really sexy voice (which only turned me on even more) "Reall, I would have never guessed that you were......" I trailed off because Logan looked like someone who could kill a person if they pissed him off. "Gay? Yeah, I know. I get that all the time." He replied. "Well what did you have in mind?" I asked nervously. "I wanted to make you feel good. Sex is a great feeling and it is the thing that gets me outta the dumps." He told me. "Okay," I said, "Sure." Logan pulled the covers off of me and said "Nice dick!" I blushed. Yeah, I have been told that I have a big dick, but it was nothing compared to the hard cock that was hanging over mine. Logan walked over to his night table and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. He squeezed a bunch onto his hands and rubbed it all over his dick. He also rubbed around and in my ass. "Kid, this will hurt at first...a lot. It'll feel better afterwards." He pressed the head to my hole, he started pushing in. He wasn't kidding when he said that it would hurt. Since I had never before been fucked up the ass, it hurt a lot more than it normally would. He got a few inches up and stopped allowing my ass to adjust. He was probably getting a lot more pleasure out of this than I currently was. I had just started to feal the pleasure when he began to push further into me shooting pain through my ass like wild fire. This pattern went on untill he could get his entire cock into my ass. Just as he started to pump back and forth, the door opened and Scott walked in. To be continued... So, how did you like this one? Sorry it took so long to finish (I had a serious case of writers block). E-mail me at mdldude@walla.com. I love getting feedback and I will try to respond to all of them.