Disclaimer: X-Men Tales: is loosely based on the X-Men- Evolution t.v. cartoon series, as well as the comic book produced by Marvel Comics. ____________________________________________________________________
The X-Men are mutants, unfortunate people born with an X-gene that gives them extraordinary powers and abilities which makes them outcasts to those considered "normal" in the world. _____________________________________________________________________________
X-Men cast: (Teachers) Professor-X/Mountjoy, Angel, Banshee, Beast, Bishop, Forge, Polaris, Storm, Calisto, Wolverine, and Dr Mora MacTaggert,
(Students) Iceman-16, Multiple boy-14, Nightcrawler-17, Sunspot-17, Havok-17 / Amanda-17, Jubilee-14, Karma-17, Magma-16, Rogue-17, Shadowcat-15, Syran-17, Wolvesbane-16, WeaponX-17
DAZZLER: the ability to transform sound into solid photon
THE SCARLET WITCH: possess the ability to project probability hexes _____________________________________________________________________________
X-Men Tales: -pt55
Title: GIRL FIGHT
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Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters, Salem Center, West Chester Ny. Sub-basement level
Wanda Maximoff [aka The Scarlet Witch] watched from the background as her friend and once teammate Hank McCoy [Beast], and his colleague Dr. Mora McTaggert [the world's leading expert on genetic mutations] did high tech examinations on her NEW twin sons. The small boys were created in Egypt Africa, after The Scarlet Witch was kidnapped and transformed into an Egyptian Maiden and made love to by her new master Apocalypse [coined as the world's first recorded mutant] {see chapters-47 thru 52 for details}.
Hank and Mora ran the children through a battery of experiments, testing them to see if the children were born with any uniquely special qualities?
"It's hard to say, Wanda..." admitted Hank, sitting back in his exam chair as he removed his bifocals to rub his sore eyes. "...Mora and I have put the children through a gauntlet of tests to try to determine exactly WHAT they are...!" he added, catching what he said at the last moment and tried to clarify when he realized he might have just offended the boys' mother. "I mean..., everything else Apocalypse touched reverted back to normal once he disappeared, or died..." [chap-53]. "...except for William and Thomas...! Now WHY is that...?" he pondered.
Wanda seemed intrigue while Mora sat by and listened. "It COULD be because your powers as a witch MAY have altered the very fabric of reality and made the birthing REAL, which is why the children continue to exist even though the reality they were born in doesn't...!" explained Hank. "Or..., perhaps Apocalypse fully realized what he was doing and created these children as extensions of himself...! Meaning these two babies COULD be holding the true soul or essence of Apocalypse, which was why it was so easy to kill him back in Gaza...!"
"Easy...?" asked Wanda, laughing at Hank's choice of words. "I remember that battle, while I was locked up inside Mountjoy's body with The Twelve..., wasn't ANYTHING `easy' about that fight...!"
Scarlet Witch wandered in closer as she stared down at her two sons, feeling absolutely no attachments to them whatsoever. "It's strange..." she said, staring down at them on the exam table. "...I look at them, and I feel...nothing..." she admitted, more to herself than to her companions. "I didn't KNOW Apocalypse..., and I wasn't myself when I had those babies...!" she recalled, reliving the moments in her mind. "Apocalypse turned me into a birthing vessel..., I would have DIED to bare his children...! I was THAT loyal! Yet now..., I can't help but look at them and want to drown them in the pool...! Is it WRONG of me to wish such things on mere children...?" she asked...
"Regardless of WHO their father was, Wanda..., William and Thomas are just babies..., they pose no immediate threat to anyone...!" declared Dr. MacTaggert, defending the children.
"HOW could you say that...?" questioned Wanda, "Apocalypse would have destroyed the WORLD as we know it...! Countless millions would have ended or ceased to exist simply because of HIM...! He was evil incorporated..., and these are his Demon SPAWNS...! Their father was the Devil! And their GRANDFATHER..." paused the Witch, thinking of her own dad. "...their grandfather is MAGNETO...! What KIND of monsters will these children grow up to be...?!? They should be burnt at the stake...!"
"WANDA...!" shouted Mora, shocked by the mother's words.
Wanda looked up at Mora, then at Hank [both staring back at her as if she's just drowned her own kids], then ran out of the lab flustered...
"MY..." sounded Mora, touching one of the baby's tiny feet as she began to playfully tug on it. "...I know post mortem depression is REAL...but this takes the cake...!"
"Yet I feel Wanda DOES have a point..." said Hank, thinking aloud.
"Hank...!" sounded Mora, disappointed to hear him say such a thing.
"Well she DOSE, Mora..." continued Hank. "...could you imagine what these children could turn out to be if they were influenced by Apocalypse OR Magneto...? Either would be disastrous!"
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THE CORIDOR
Wanda ran into the hallway, looking for a moment to collect herself. She only spoke from the heart when she opened up and explained to Hank and Mora how she felt. Yet she could see on their horrid faces that they were appalled by what she said. HOW could a mother talk about killing her own kids? What kind of monster said such things? Wanda leaned against one of the underground metal walls as she clutched her stomach, wondering what was wrong with her? She could still remember most everything that happened to her in Apocalypse's World, but she had absolutely to emotional responses to any of it.
"Wanda...?" called Storm [coming out of The Danger Room], noticing her longtime friend clinging to the wall for support. "Are you okay...?"
"I...just needed some air..." signed Wanda,
"Down HERE...?" asked Storm, thinking of a better place. "Come with me...!" she insisted, taking Wanda upstairs on the elevator.
The two women ended up outside, on one of the mansion's many side balconies, staring out over the grounds and breathing in the fresh pines surrounding the estate. "Feeling better...?" she asked, watching as The Scarlet Witch took deep methodic breaths.
"Somewhat..." said Wanda, her troubles still haunting her.
"Is it the babies...?" asked Storm, concerned.
"Those little boys have done nothing wrong in this life..." said Wanda, staring out over the grounds as her hands rested atop the balcony's gray stone railing. "...yet all I can think of is destroying them..., wondering WHY didn't they go back where they came from...? Everything else in Apocalypse's World disappeared, why not his children...?!"
"Did Hank and Mora have an explanation...?" asked Storm.
"Nothing that helps ME make any sense of it...!" said the Witch, feeling no better than she did before. "Why ME...?" she asked, curiously. "Why not YOU, or Jean, or Spirit...?"
"I don't know..." admitted Storm, feeling sympathetic. "...but we ALL were affected by events that happened to us by Apocalypse...!" informed the weather-witch, getting a skeptical smirk from Wanda... "I still remember what it felt like being a MAN..., and fucking another MAN up the ass for the first time..." confessed Storm, referring to when she fucked THOR [chap-52, `Battle Zone']. "...and I MISS it...!" she sighed, sadly. "I NOW understand why men feel so powerful...! Why they're so cocky! I miss having a big cock between my legs...! I actually LIKED fucking men up the ass!"
Wanda stared up at Storm stunned, her mouth agape in disbelief over what she heard. Then suddenly the two women burst into laughter, realizing how insane they sounded...
"OH...I needed that...!" cried Wanda, wiping a tear from her eye as they started to venture back into the mansion. "And if you're serious about wanting a big cock between your legs..., I think FORGE might be sporting a hard-on for you...!"
Storm frowned...
"Forge and I are OLD news...!" she informed, having ended that relationship years ago.
"Really...?" asked Wanda, nosily. "What happened...?"
"BISHOP!" answered Storm, amid raised eyebrows...
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ELSEWHERE
Sean Cassidy [Banshee] watched from a distance as Warren Worthington the 3rd [Angel] and his lover Calisto, greeted some of the children living underground in the sewers surrounding Manhattan, to their school.
Banshee had mixed feelings about allowing the hood rats from the city into their school, after all they were Morlocks, enemies of the X-Men when they kidnapped Angel and tried to kill Storm and the X-Men for wanting to rescue him [chap-11 Murder Is Spelled M-O-R-L-O-C-K-S', and chap-13 Death Duel']. He hated having a group of people he didn't trust living on the premises [including Calisto], mingling with their students!
Angel and Calisto welcomed the small busload of Teen Morlocks into the mansion, hoping Xavier might be able to teach and nurture them properly within the safe walls of the estate. At least there they were guaranteed clean living, doctor's care, and an education. Many of Xavier's students' who don't go into crime fighting as a profession, went to colleges of their own choosing after garnering an excellent education at the prestigious Xavier Academy. The list to get into the school was long, with most of the parents not knowing it was a school for mutants. Most of the parents didn't even know their own children were mutants, as most of their powers were so subtle that it was barely noticeable. Xavier would handpick the children after interviewing them, OR seeking them out with Cerebro [his mental enhancement helmet]. But then there were children like Wolvesbane [half wolf-half girl], every time she transferred into the she-wolf, she was hunted down by villagers afraid she might eat one of their livestock. And then there was Rogue: a girl who couldn't touch anyone skin to skin without putting them in a coma [perhaps permanently] and stealing their memories, powers, and abilities. And Shadowcat: a girl who couldn't help walking through walls.
But while those students merely had problems handling their powers, they still reassembly looked like normal teenagers. The Morlocks often took on features as bazaar as their names and powers, making them monsters in the eyes of society. Like: Tether: a teenage boy with reptilian skin, razor sharp claws, teeth, and an alligator's tail. Mole: a small dark featured boy who could burrow quickly underground at a moment's notice. Fish: the amphibious boy with scaly grey skin, gills, and super large fish lips. Smoke: a completely dark complexioned boy who could take on a range of smoky densities, from a mile cloud to thick black choking smoke. Ghost: a boy who could transform his body into the spirit of a poltergeist. And Leech: a boy whose name perfectly describes his features [green skin and warts]. None of these boys were safe on the streets, as soon as normal humans saw them, they believe them monsters and call the authorities or worse yet, took matters into their own hands.
The new students got off the bus, looking around nervously at their new living space...
"Wow...this's somethin' right outta Harry Potter...!" said Fish [wondrously], taking in all the beautiful scenery as they gathered together outside of the bus...
"THIS is your new home away from home...!" welcomed Calisto [with Angel by his side]. "There fresh air to breath and trees to climb..., and there's a fresh lake down by the edge of the estate for YOU to swim in Fish...! No more contaminated river water...!"
"YAY...!" shouted Fish.
"On behalf of The X-Men and our student body..., we'd like to welcome you all to Xavier's Academy!" greeted Angel, all smiles. "These are some of our current students..." he introduced: "...Rogue, Nightcrawler, and Havok...! They're the only ones here currently, as all the other students are off visiting their families during summer break...! But THEY will show you around the campus and help you to settle in...! if you have ANY questions, feel free to ask them...some of them have been here for a while...!"
Angel and Calisto beamed with pride as they watched the new students mingle with the old, while in the distance, Banshee simmered, his hatred for the couple spilling out onto the Morlock children as he vowed to get rid of them all!
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GUEST HOUSE
Bishop made repairs to the guest house's skylight in the bathroom after Sabretooth broke through and tried to rape his girlfriend Alison Blair [last chap]. Like any other man he was angry to discover his woman had been accosted by a stranger, yet happy that she got away with virtually no scratches. It was all he could do to keep from finding Sabretooth [who was currently in SHIELD's custody] and beating the living hell out of him.
After hammering in the last nail, he climbed in through the skylight, then gently hang-jumped to the ceramic floor...
"Is it fixed...?" asked Alison [The DAZZLER].
"Yup!" answered Bishop, grabbing the ceiling remote as it quietly closed automatically.
"My hero!" smiled Alison, wrapping her arms around Bishop and kissing his cheek.
Normally that would be all it would take to get things started, however lately, Bishop didn't seem to be in the mood as he gently pushed his girl aside to pack away his tools...
"What's WRONG...?" asked Alison, sensing something. "WHY won't you touch me...?! Is it because of Sabretooth...? I KNEW I shouldn't have told you about that...!"
"No..." said Bishop, turning towards his woman as he touched her gently about her warm loving face. "...no..., I'm GLAD you told me...! I'm just glad Yuro was nearby and heard you scream..., otherwise..."
"Don't THINK about otherwise..." advised Alison, believing THAT was what was keeping him from making love to her... "...let's just be happy that we're both here, both safe, and still HOT for each other...!" she added, wrapping her arms around his torso.
Bishop didn't react...
"WHAT'S WRONG, Bishop...??!" she insisted, practically in tears.
Bishop's face weakened as he explained Storm's offer, wanting to take him back after earlier declaring him too young to be her lover! Alison listened to Bishop explain how much he loved her, but had unresolved feelings for Storm as well. He was torn. She listened to him cry over not knowing which of them he wanted most? Wishing he didn't have to choose. That's when Alison saw RED. Her eye glowed with the signature of her power, as a strong solid beam of raw light exploded from her vision, hitting Bishop head-on and sending his barely conscious body flying through the wall and out into the woods surrounding the estate...
Bishop awoke sometime later, unsure the number of the TRUCK that hit him. He staggered to his feet, then returned to the guest house to reason with his girlfriend, only to find she wasn't there...
"Oh my gosh...STORM...!" he thought, diving over the balcony and running as fast as he could towards the big house at the top of the hill...
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AT THE MANSION
"REALLY...??" asked Wanda, looking at Storm in a whole new light. "YOU and Bishop...?? I never would have pegged it!"
"It was totally by accident..." admitted Ororo, blushing. "Of course at the time I had no idea he was only 17...!"
"Seventeen...??!" gasped Wanda, clutching his throat. "Baby snatcher!"
"I know!" laughed Ororo. "The students were calling me a `cougar'! I had no idea the boy was so young! He was from the future, you know...? Big hands, big feet, full facial beard, long tongue, --and he knows how to use it!"
"Oh my..." gasped Wanda, recalling vividly how Apocalypse ate HER pussy before they created William and Thomas! Not everything about Apocalypse was bad...
"Let's just say for a boy who hadn't had much experience with women in HIS time zome..., could teach a class to some of these OLDER MEN about pleasing a woman...!"
"You're not referring to Forge...are you Ro'...?" suspected Wanda, cheekily.
She and Ororo laughed out loud, completely enjoying each other's company when...
"Ororo...!" called Alison, suddenly appearing before them in the school hallway...
"oh...uh, ALISON..." choked Storm, hoping she didn't hear any of her embarrassing conversation. "...this is Wanda..., she's going to be a guest here for a whiiiiiiaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHH...!!" screamed Storm, as Alison let loose a beam of solid energy on her, sending Ororo flying backwards over the balcony and down into the school gardens...
Alison and Wanda stood staring at each other [Alison's eyes still glowing strongly with light]...
"YOU want some of this too, bitch?!" she asked, offering The Scarlet Witch some too...
Wanda stepped aside, not wanting to get involved in a cat fight!
Alison walked past her, then jumped down off the balcony to continue her fight with Storm...
"What the hell happened...?!??" asked Forge and Banshee, both running up after hearing the commission...
"Girl fight!" was all Wanda said, motioning towards the balcony window...
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OUTSIDE
"Alright Storm..." yelled Alison, looking out into the shadows of the mansion. "...I know you're out here somewhere...! Come face me like a REAL woman!"
Just then a strong gust of wind began to swirl around Alison, lifting her up off the ground in spinning formation. Storm slowly descended from the darkening skies...
"I don't want to HURT you, Alison..." she said, opting to make her very dizzy instead.
"Don't patronize me!" yelled Dazzler, shooting her eyebeams wildly, destroying tree limbs and putting holes in the side of the house.
"You need to cool down!" insisted Storm, letting loose her winds over the pool, dropping Alison in the deep end.
"Ahhhh...!" screamed Alison before hitting the water.
Storm touched down just as Bishop ran up...
"Ororo..." he called, "...what're you doing to her...?!" he asked, rushing by to aid Alison.
"What am I doing to HER...??" asked Storm, hurt by the allegations that she was the antagonist. "SHE came after ME!"
Bishop helped Alison out of the pool...
"It doesn't matter..." he said, comforting her. "...she KNOWS...! I told her everything!"
"Everything...?" asked Storm, suddenly understanding WHY Alison attacked. "You told her about The Danger Room...?!" [chap-46, `Graduation Day'].
"uh...no, I didn't tell her about that..." said Bishop, awkwardly.
"What happened in The Danger Room...?!" asked Alison, reading the guilty looks on both their faces! "You SCUM!" she yelled, hitting Bishop with an even harder beam than before. Bishop's body shot through the second floor wall, crashing into one of the bedrooms where several of The Morlocks were settling in...
"Why you...BITCH!" yelled Storm, rushing Alison as the two women began to slap box.
Alison was no pushover, having taken active aerobics classes as well as karate courses after being assaulted by Arcade [chap-41 The Bodyguard']. However Storm had extensive training in hand to hand combat in The X-Men's Danger Room, as well as private lessons by her fight teacher Wolverine! While Alison knew enough to block punches, duck, weave, and throw kicks, Storm had cunning knowledge of how to strike at a person's weaknesses, cutting them down to size before striking the first blow. Both women got into a hair pulling, arm twisting, scratch em up fight fest before Alison [on the losing end] hit Storm with a concentrated Photon Blast, knocking the African off her feet and sending her limp body down to the concrete in a heap!
Alison jumped up and down, the declared winner!
"STORM...!" called Banshee, soaring down by her side as he checked her pulse. Alison stopped celebrating when she noticed the pained look on The X-Man's face... "She's dead..." he said, somberly.
"Sh...she...can't be...!" stammered Alison, suddenly grief stricken as she knelt by Ororo's side... "I...I didn't mean to..."
"Banshee..., what's wrong...?!" asked Beast, he and the others [Forge, Wanda, Bishop, Calisto, and Angel] charging in to the rescue.
"It's Ororo..." said a saddened Banshee. "...her heart's stopped...!"
"Save her!" cried Forge, hovering nearby.
"Everyone, step back...let me work...!" insisted Beast, rolling her over onto her back.
Placing his ear to her heart, he listened to see if there was any liveliness. Hearing nothing, he rose up and lifted his fist, before bringing it down HARD between her breasts, jumpstarting her heart muscles.
Ororo gasped for breath, as everyone around cheered in celebration. Alison cried enthusiastically, as Bishop ran in and scooped Storm up in his arms...
"I love you!" he stated in front of everyone, causing them all to fall silent as they looked back at Alison sorrowfully. Alison nodded okay, as she quietly returned to the guesthouse to pack her things...
"I love you too, Bishop...!" whispered Storm, kissing him on the lips...
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SALEM
Boxes were still being brought into what was to become Logan and Scott's dream apartment in Salem Center County. However a dark cloud loomed overhead as Logan recalled the night they moved in, only to discover Scott had been unfaithful with someone else [see chap-46 `Graduation Day']. While Scott vehemently denied having any sexual encounters with anyone else, Logan didn't believe him, as he even recognized the scent of the man who fucked him: [Mountjoy].
"Are you EVER gonna talk to me again...?" asked Scott, dropping a heavy box right there on the center of the floor after carrying it up the front steps by himself.
Logan was hammering nails into the woodwork, fixing repairs to improve the visuals of the apartment. "Logan..." called Scott, demanding his lover's attention. When the older man opted to keep ignoring him, Scott lifted his ruby quarts glasses and sent a red optic bean across the room, shooting a whole straight through the wall Logan was working on...
"HEY...!" yelled the older man, jumping out of the way. "Whut the fuck's WRONG with you...??!"
"You're punishing me for something I didn't do...!" argued Scott.
"My NOSE knows the evidence against you!" said Logan, holding a grudge.
"I don't know WHAT you're talking about...!" insisted Scott. "Do you still want to be in a relationship with me or not...?"
Logan didn't answer, as he reached into his tool kit to pull out some wall putty to paste the hole Scott just made. "Well...?" asked Scott, waiting for an answer...
"I'm here, ain't I...?" asked Logan, simply.
"I don't know..." said Scott, sounding unsure. "...it certainly doesn't FEEL like it...!" added the 18 year old, heading into the bedroom to be alone.
Logan paused as Scott's words hit him harder than any fist could. He realized it probably wasn't Scott's fault, particularly IF Mountjoy did what he think he did, --forcing Scott into sexual servitude without his consent [using Xavier's telepathy to cover his tracks]. If Mountjoy was coming after their students [as Wolverine thought], there was going to be some serious hurting coming his way soon.
Dropping the paste, Logan wandered his way into the bedroom where Scott went. So far there was only a large king sized bed in the room, along with an uncovered lamp and a handful of boxes that needed unpacking. The back door to the backyard deck were open, indicating where Scott must have gone. Logan went to the doorway and found Scott staring up at the cluster of trees shielding their deck from the neighbors' view.
Scott was upset, he had no idea why Logan kept insisting he cheated. He kept replaying the moment in his mind when Logan removed his fingers from his asshole and claimed there was someone else's semen inside. Scott had no idea how that could have happened, he'd hadn't been with anyone at all, and was always surrounded by people on graduation day, making it impossible to have snuck away for sex even if he wanted to [which he didn't].
Scott hated that he and Logan were at odds. This wasn't how he pictured them celebrating their new apartment. They hadn't even christened it yet, and from the looks of things, they probably never would.
"Do you think the neighbors can see us from here...?" asked Logan, easing in beside Scott as he stared out over the wild growing yard below.
"I'm...I'm not sure..." said Scott, startled by Logan's sudden kindness.
"Keep lookin' through the trees..." said Logan, moving behind Scott. "...see if you see anybody watchin'...!"
"Okay..." said Scott, unable to see any of the neighbors' windows through the dense leaves.
Scott felt Logan tugging at his waistband, pulling his pants and underwear down off his ass before kneeling to the deck behind him. "Logan..." he called, just before feeling the older man's hairy face push up into his ass. "...ohh..." moaned Scott, feeling Logan's briskly facial hair scratching against his tender cheeks while his warm wet tongue washed soothingly over his anus. "...what're you doing...?"
"Apologizin'..." said Logan, pulling his face away briefly before shoving it back into Scott's ass.
Scott arched his back and pushed his ass back into Wolvie's face, loving the way he ate his ass. Logan pulled Scott's pants down to his ankles before pulling his cheeks further apart, giving his tongue deeper access as he pushed it up inside and began tongue fucking.
Scott groaned as he stepped himself out of his sneakers and jeans, allowing his legs to be spread to let Logan in further.
Logan's senses were on high alert as he ate Scott's ass [his nose, his taste-bud], trying to determine if Scott has had anymore unknowing anonymous sex?
Tasting nothing but Scott's asshole, Logan started to feel better as he probed his tongue in deeper, pulling the cheeks in different directions to drill straight through. Scott leaned over the back deck railing at the waist, his toes lifting inches off the ground as Logan's facial whiskers scratched erotically along his valley. Scott felt as if his asshole were being devoured, his hard cock sticking through the wooden spokes of the railing as he looked down to see Logan's dick sticking straight up out of his zipper, the fat uncut cock already beginning to leak pearly droplets of pre-cum with excitement. Scott's eyes focused on the fat penis as his asshole began to flex wantonly, wanting to feel it probing inside...
"Fuck me, Logan..." he whispered through the spokes, wishing he could get at the cock while Wolvie ate his ass.
Logan heard Scott's request, but couldn't tear his mouth away from the delicious asshole just yet, he needed to suckle it longer, loving how the anal ring flexed around his embedded tongue.
"Logan..." whimpered Scott, wanting that cock inside him. "...please..., fuck me...!"
Logan could HEAR the desire in Scott's pleading voice as he finally ripped his face from his ass crack and stood up.
"Do you SEE anyone watchin'...?" he asked, taking his cock in hand.
Scott lifted his head and scanned the trees...
"No..." he answered, just before Logan pushed into him. "...uurrrhhhhHHHHH...!!!"
Logan rammed his dick into Scott's asshole, then hugged him from behind as he ground into his bare hole, churning his dick around in his convulsing gut.
Scott could feel Logan's fat dick pulsing inside him, claiming the roost for itself as it pushed through steaming flesh to lodge well inside his gut.
"God, Logan..." he groaned, feeling his asshole smarting. "...I love that cock...!"
"That cock loves YOU...!" said Logan, his hands wrapped around Scott's torso, reaching up under his shirt to feel his smooth bare chest.
"UHHHH...!" grunted Scott, standing upright [a bonafied arch in his back], throwing his head back against Logan's muscled shoulder.
"Just relax, babee..." instructed Logan, lifting Scott's shirt as he tweaked his nipples.
He felt Scott's tense tight hole start to dilate as the ass cheeks relaxed around his cock, allowing him to sink further inside. Logan started thrusting when he felt Scott starting to get into it, pulling and pushing his hips back and forth as he drove his dick well into the gripped gut.
"I love you, Logan...!" panted Scott, feeling his hole stretch to accommodate his lover's pud.
"I love you too, kid...!" said Logan, bending Scott back over the rail before grabbing his shoulders and fucking his ass.
"AARRRHHHHH..." grunted Scott, feeling the cock maul through his anus.
He could feel Logan's strong fingers digging into his shoulders as he held him steadily in place, thrusting his hips into his ass and sending his ultra-thick uncut cock in and out of his body. Scott could feel his asshole being dragged in and out along with Wolvie's beer can thick girth, the uncut cock taking up shop inside him as it moved in like a new tenant.
"Fuck, this pussy's good...!" groaned Wolvie, starting to slap his hips against Scott's ass.
Scott grunted aloud after each slap of Logan's hips, the metal in his bones making each impact the equivalent of being struck in the ass by a metal door [a metal door with a cock shaped handle].
Scott lay bent over as Wolverine fucked him from behind, the cock speeding in and out of him like a piston through a well-greased cylinder. Scott could feel Logan's hair low hanging balls slapping into his, the orange sized sac full of semen being built up for days. Scott knew it was only a matter of time before his bowels would be flooded with the creamy deluge, his anus dripping tiny droplets of it for the rest of the night after Wolverine dumped in him.
"It's YOUR pussy, Logan..., only yours...! It's always been..., always will be...! You're the ONLY one fucking my cunt! I swear!"
"I b'lieve you, babe..." conceded Wolvie, pausing for a moment as he lowly withdrew his cock to turn Scotty around. Wolverine stared into Scott's eyes as he ran his hand lovingly up around the nap of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Scott parted his lips just before his and Logan's met. Logan pushed his fat tongue directly into Scott's mouth, allowing him to suckle the wet muscle that had been stuffed up his ass.
Scott gasped when Logan moved into his mouth. His hands reached for Wolverine's waist ass Wolverine reached his free hand about Scott's back and pulled him in closer. Both men's cocks poked into each other as the ground crotches and breathed heavily through their noses. Logan's free hand slid down Scott's back to his ass, cupping the right cheek before slipping into the spit wet ass crack, feeling for the hole.
Logan positioned Scott back against the railing, then gently lifted his legs before aiming his cock back up to the hole. Scott balanced his weight on the edge of his butt and back, as the cock moved back into him.
"uummmpphhh..." he groaned into Logan's mouth, feeling his anus spread around the shaft again. The two men broke kiss as Logan gripped Scott's waist, then started fucking into his hole.
Scott leaned backwards [knowing Logan had him held securely], his stiff cock sticking straight up in a 90% angle. Logan couldn't help staring at the tasty morsel while he fucked, wishing he could take the hard cock in his mouth as it leaked precious pre-cum against Scott's abs.
"oh god..." gasped Scott, holding onto the railing as he surrendered his asshole.
The cock beat into him, sliding in and out of his asshole as it sped back and forth.
"I missed you so much, Logan...!" panted Scott, his mouth hung open erotically as he panted and breathed after every inward thrust.
"I missed you too, Scott..." admitted Wolverine, fucking harder as he stared up into the man he loved face. "...it was KILLIN' me not bein' able to touch you..., to kiss you..., make love to you...!"
"Never get mad at me again...!" insisted Scott. "Promise me that we'll always make up before we go to bed...! Always! No matter how mad we are!"
"I promise!" said Wolverine, pulling Scott down off the railing.
Scott wrapped his arms around his neck as Logan began bouncing him up and down on his dick, causing his penis to pierce through his gut with every bounce.
"ARRHH...! ARRHH...! UHHH..! UHHH...! OHHH...! URRHH...!" grunted Scott after each thrust, his fingers clinging to Wolvie's neck for support as he got fucked, his 7" cock pulsating on its own as it stiffened harder and throbbed stronger.
Logan held onto Scott's waist as be bounced him up and down on his dick, stabbing him gut deep with every stroke as Scott's ass cheeks slapped against his thrusting pelvic bone like a stopper, keeping his rod from piercing straight through to his heart.
Scott clenched his anal muscles tightly every time his ass slammed into Wolvie's hips his anal ring squeezing and sucking Logan's shaft as it moved through. Logan could feel his orgasm building as he started to slam harder. Scott's eyes widened when Logan's thrusts became more aggressive, banging into him harder.
"Give it to me, Logan..." begged Scott, tightening his hole around the girth. "...I want it IN me!"
"You want that nut, kid...?" asked Logan, knowing exactly where he was going to put it.
"Yes...!" moaned Scott, still holding on. "I want it ALL up in me!"
"You got it, babee..." said Logan, bouncing Scott higher.
Scott's ass came up off Logan's cock, just before slamming all the way back down on it.
"URRHHH...!" grunted Scott, as the entire came penetrated him with one impalement.
Wolverine grunted as his cock punched through Scott's ass like a knife. He bounced him again, causing Scott's ass to lift off his cock before piercing all the way back down on it. "URRRHHH...!" grunted Scott again, feeling the dick bore straight through. Logan bounced Scott on the end of his cock repeatedly, feeling his climax build until with one final thrust, he felt his cock explode!
"AARRRHHHHHGGGG...!!!" growled Logan, holding Scott's ass down on his dick as it spit repeated spurts of hot cum into his body. Scott held onto Logan's neck as he watched the painful expression on the manimal's twisted face as he came hard. Scott could feel the hot cum filling his entrails, the thick cock pulsating and throbbing as it spit continuously into him.
Logan held Scott firmly implanted on his log until his orgasm ended. Once over, he walked Scotty back into the bedroom, cradling his buttock into his lap as he walked. He gently lay Scott back onto the bed, withdrawing his butt plug cock as semen started to leak from the open hole.
Logan got down between Scott's legs and took his cock into his mouth, sucking the 18 yr old's stiff pole and wanting to drink his creamy load.
Scott lay back on the bed, his legs spread open while Wolverine bobbed his head between his thighs. Scott looked down over his chest to watch his dick disappear in his lover's mouth, Logan popped the cockhead into his throat as he started to swallow Scotty whole.
Scott's head fell back against the new mattress they'd bought, panting softly as his cock was devoured by a starving man. Logan knew Scott's orgasm was close at hand, to speed the process he shoved 3 fingers up the boy's ass, his sperm allowing his fingers to reach all the way up through his rectum as he began to message his prostate.
"Oh god, Logan..., I'm coming...!" yelled Scott, running his fingers through Logan's hair as he started shooting cum into his mouth.
Logan twisted his fingers around in Scott's anus while sucking his hot hard shaft. He felt the cock spurting in his mouth, the throbbing shaft pulsating against his tongue as it painted the interior of his mouth white with cream.
Logan held Scott's cock between his lips until he finally stopped coming. He slowly withdrew his fingers, then lifted his head and swallowed the cream. Scott was still panting softly when Logan climbed on top of him, kissing him passionately in the mouth.
"Let's never fight again...!" said Logan, pulling the sheets up over them
NEXT: GENOSHA
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