X-Men tales: is loosely based on the X-Men- Evolution t.v. cartoon series, as well as the comicbook produced by Marvel Comics. _______________________________________________________________________
cyclops- nightcrawler- iceman- storm- rogue- jean grey- cannonball- kitty pryde- spike- wolfsbane- wolverine- professorX- gambit- magma- sunspot- bishop- colossus- beast- / sabretooth- magneto- mystique- the sentinels- the brood- omega red- the hellfire club- lady deathstrike- the brotherhood of evil mutants- the imperial guard- the star jammers- _______________________________________________________________________
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the cumming of BISHOP
The Blackbird flew in low over New York's gleaming skyline. Inside, its occupants (Iceman, Jean Grey, Cyclops, Nightcrawler, Storm, Wolvesbane, and Wolverine) were weary from their long journey to the Anartic insearch of Wolverine's past. Little was found, but a great relief came to the elder X-Man, in the reasurrance that his occurring nightmares, weren't actually nightmares, but subconscious memories from his clouded past.
Behind the controls were Storm, -commander of missions, and Jean Grey.
"We're coming up close to the mansion." stated Storm, reading the navigation controls.
The Blackbird continued it's course and exact speed, uninterrupted. "Jean..." Storm said, gently touching the young redhead on her forearm.
"Oh, yes Ororo? I'm sorry, I was....daydreaming..." she said, coming out of her trance.
"Appearantly." Storm said, pointing at navigations.
Jean saw that she was about to over-shoot her objective, and telekenitically started flipping switches and changing geers accordingly. The Blackbird began to slow its speed, as the landing entrance came into view.
"What's wrong Jean?" Storm asked, keeping her voice low as not to attract attention. "You have flown this craft dozens of times, what could have distracted you so that you nearly missed the mansion?"
Jean wasn't sure if she should confide in the older Ororo, about the stray thoughts she'd been picking up from her boyfriend, -Scott Summers, aka Cyclops, about their most recent mission. Eversince leaving the Artic, Jean's been catching stray thoughts from Cyclops, thoughts that would indicate something...strange, had went on between he, Wolverine, and Iceman. At first Jean had thought the thoughts erratic, as she tried to screen them from entering her mind, but then she felt his emotional energy that accompanied the thoughts, and realized that his thoughts may have been actual memories.
Blocking them out at the moment, Jean switched on the blackbird's rear thrusters, then slowly decended the craft down into the landing pad, just outside the Mansion's pririmiter.
((("Welcome back my X-Men. I trust everything went well?"))) came the telepathic voice of the X-Men's lord and founder, -Professor Xavier.
((("As well as can be expected professor."))) said Jean, beaming her thoughts directly into the mind of her teacher.
((("Good. I expect a full briefing when time permits. uh, Iceman, will you report to my office at once? I'd like to, uh....discuss your untimely blackouts.")))
"Yes professor." said the young Iceman, unbuckling himself from his seat and exiting the ship.
The other X-Men began following Bobby's lead, single filing out the side exit, to catch the shuttle up to the mansion.
"Scott, can I speak to you for a moment?" Jean called.
The two young lovers waited until everyone had left, before begining their discussion. "Is there something you want to tell me?" Jean asked, hoping Scott would want to talk openly about the jumble of thoughts clouding his head.
"About what?"
"Well, for started, about how you managed to rip the seat of your pants?" questioned Jean.
"My pants are of no consequence Jean."
"Alright, then how about the funny thoughts I been getting from you eversince we left the Artic? What about those?"
"I can't believe this! You...you've been reading my thoughts??"
"No. No, I've been trying to block them out. They project themselves through our psychic rapport..."
"Fuck you Jean! You have no right to invade my private thoughts like that!" Scott shouted, exiting the Blackbird, and leaving a completely confused Jean Grey behind in tears.
&
Out on the grounds near the lake, a group of teenaged students (Sunspot, Cannonball, Karma, Spirit, Magma, Mulitiple Boy, Spike, Kitty Pryde, Colossus, Amanda, Rogue, Gambit, Syran, and Jubalee) from the mansion were playing and relaxing. Colossus, -a Russian boy, was showing off his amazing ablity to transform his body of flesh and blood into living organic steel, much to the amazment of the group.
"Does his cock and balls turn to steel too?" Sunspot, a Brizilan boy cat-called.
"You'd like to see that wouldn't you?" Spirit, an Indian girl said slyly, just as Wolvebane came running up on her four legs from the brush.
"Looks, Rhain's back!" said Amanda, a young sorceress.
The group crowded around Wolvesbane, petting her thick fur coat, and asking for details regarding her mission. Wolvesbane transformed into her human form, sat down on the grassy earth, and began filling everyone in on the X-Men's most recent road-trip.
Five minutes into the story, a horny Sam Gutherie, pulled the youngest member -Mulitple Boy, away with him into the woods. "Whats wrong?" The young lad asked, confused. "Don't you wanna hear about Rhain's mission?"
"Wat I wan', is my cock suk'd." said the older, taller, pale southrener.
He reached into his cut-offs and pulled out his long slender cock, already rock hard and ready for action.
The younger boy looked torn between wanting another chance at sucking on the older boy's gorgeous cock, and hearing about the X-Men's latest adventures. He had yet to accompany them on any of their missions so far, and was always so eager to hear of details from his classmates that were luck enough to be needed.
"Look, if'n you wanna hear Rhain's story so bad, sen' onea yurselves back ta th' group ta hear it. But you stay hur an' suk on niss big dik. k?"
"Okay." said the boy, enthusiastically.
Multiple Boy closed his eyes and concentrated, then suddenly, there were two of him. Both twin boys opened their eyes, smiled at eachother, then the newer boy turned and ran back to the group, while the first boy got down on his knees and took the tall Guther's boy dick into his mouth and started sucking tenderly. Sam leaned back on a tree, and just looked down at the young lad as he tried unsucessfully to eat the cock whole before him. He took the dick into his mouth, but his young throat was inexperienced, and he could not fit the long hotdog all the way in just yet. He had just begun his new gig as cocksucker several weeks ago, and was not yet able to deep throat, not like Roberto (Sunspot) could. Cannonball closed his eyes, and thought back to the last time the sexy young dark brizilan boy sucked his long peter down into his throat. His dick jumped inside Multipuleboy's mouth, causing the youngster to suck harder with more vigor.
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Meanwhile, Bobby Drake was in professor Xavier's private office, on his knees between the teacher's legs, devoring the elder's 6 inch dick down to the balls.
"Oh Bobby, you are so good at that. I'm about to cum..." Xavier groaned, feeling the cum in his balls begining to rise up his shaft.
Young Bobby sensed the forthcoming also, and sucked all the harder. His head bobbed up and down in the professor's lap. Spit coating the bald man's dick dripped down his stiff shaft, mingling into his hairy ball sack. Professor X threw back his head, and let out a loud audible moan, just as the first wave of cum shot out the head of his dick, coating Bobby's throat. Bobby swallowed every drop that shot into his hungry mouth like it was the milk of life.
Once properly drained, Xavier released his hold on the boys mind, and Bobby found himself standing near the office door.
"That will be all mr. Drake." odered Xavier, not looking up from his desk as he acted as if he were busy grading papers.
"...yes professor." said Bobby, twisting the door knob to exit the office. For some reason he couldn't seem to remember anything after entering the professor's office. Secretly, he wondered what was happening to him, as his throat felt coated with that same funny taste as before. Bobby cupped his hand up to his mouth, blowing his hot breath into his palm, and quickly smelling the air through his nostrils. Whatever it was he ate, he couldn't smell it, he thought to himself, much to the amusment of the professor.
Opening the door, Bobby was prepared to exit, when a teary eyed Jean Grey came running in.
"Professor, I have to talk to you at once!" she said frantically.
"Then by all means Jean, have a seat and talk to me." the professor said.
Bobby closed the door behind him, wondering what that was all about.
&
Out in the mansion's garage (which housed 2 limosines, 6 cars, 5 mini-bikes, and a classic Harley motorcycle), Logan (Wolverine) was busy changing the oil in his cycle, when Cyclops walked up.
"Whut can I do fer you?" Wolvie said, smelling Scott long before he heard him approaching.
"How'd you know I was there?" the boy asked, trying his best to be quiet.
"You been standing out there for the pass 10 minnits, like you was debatin' comin' in. Wussup?" the older man asked, wipping his dirty hands on a equally dirty rage.
"I think Jean may know what happened with us, in the castle."
"You told 'er?" Wolvie asked, knowing the cat would be out of the bag now.
"No. She read it in my thoughts." Cyke said.
"What happened ta all them psychic mind-barriers tha prof's been teachin' yall all this time? Guess they juss went rite out tha window eh?"
"They tend to not work too well when your going through alot of stress." Cyke defended. "What we gonna do? She's nodoubt telling the professor about it right now."
"Whut can we do about it? Juss sit back an' see whut happens next."
"How can you be so calm about it? You realize once this gets around the school, the others will think we gay or something." Scott asked, seeing Wolverine go about business as usual.
"I learned along time ago, not ta git too upset 'bout thangs I can't control." Wolvie said. Out of the side of his eye, he saw the pained expression on Cyke's face as he tried to take a seat on a large create. "How's yur butt?" he asked, concerned.
"Sore." Scott said, honestly. "Did you have to fuck me so hard?"
Wolverine snickered. "Sorry kid, if you wanna hang with the big dogs, that's how we do it."
"Well, I survived. Guess that says I can hang." Cyke smirked.
"Oh yeh? Don't count yur eggs b'fo they hatched boy. I been known to go wilder." Wolvie said, sensing a challenge.
"So what made you hold back?" Scott asked. Wolverine couldn't tell if the boy was serious, or just being facetious.
"Be thankful I did." he answered, cautiously.
Scott sat there for a minute, debating. Then he got up from seated position, crossing the floor over to the hairy older X-Man. "You sure you wanna do this?" Wolverine warned, smelling the change in Scott's scent, indicating his sexual arousal.
"Its all I been thinking about since we left the Anartic. Thats what got Jean so upset." the boy said, reaching out to touch Wolverine's hairy chest peeking out from under his wife-beaters t-shirt.
"An' wuss that?" Wolvie asked, feeling his own nipple harden, as well as his dick.
"She sensed that I liked what we did. That I was thinking of maybe doing it again, before I made my mind up about her and I."
"You and her?"
"Yeah. I need to be with you again, to see if these thoughts are legit or not." Scott said, feeling the course hair under his fingers before reaching down to caress the stiff lump in Logan's torn jeans.
Wolverine breathed in deeply, the scent from Scott's arousal heighened his animal senses. He grabbed a fistful of the boys sandy brown hair, yanking his head backwards until his face was side by side with his own.
"So whut you tellin' me boy, is you liked whut I did ta you up at that castle today? An' now you wanna be my bitch?"
"Yes...." Cyclops said, weakly. He always loved Wolverine's manliness. Now, standing this close to him, knowing what may come next, had the young teenager's cock rock hard and tenting out his khakis.
Wolverine felt up Scott's young slim still growing body with raw animal energy. He felt so soft, "likea gurl" thought Wolverine. He roughly turned Scott's head towards his, using his hand free hand to squeeze the handsome boys lips until the formed a sweet looking O shape. Wolverine leaned in to kiss the boy's soft looking lips, when he felt Scott jerk back, reluctantly. Angered, Wolvie gripped Scott's hair tighter, then dove his mouth onto Scott's, driving his thick tongue into the boys resisting mouth.
Instinctively, Scott sucked on the wet searching muscle, giving into Wolverine's animal magnetizm.
Wolverine picked up the 145lbs teenager, and carried him over to his Harley where he sat him in the leather seat. Standing inbetween the boys spread legs, Wolverine continued kissing him, causing Scott to moan softly with passion. He could feel Wolverine's whiskers scratch at his smooth face as their lips locked and slithered against eachother. He could taste the beer and cigars on his fat probing tongue.
"You want me ta fuck you again?" Wolvie whispered between sloppy kisses.
"Yes." moaned Scott, not wanting to loose the fat tongue between his sucking lips.
"Good. Git naked, I wanna shove this fat dick back up in that punk ass...."
&
Meanwhile, Cannonball had his eyes close, his head reared back against the big oak tree he was getting his hick dick sucked under. He had MulitpleBoy by the sides of his head, and was burrying his long woody as far into the knealing boy's mouth as possible. MultipleBoy had to conjured up multiple images of himself to help aid in the ferce dicksucking Sam was forcing apon him. While he continued to hold the older southren boys dick in his mouth, he called upon another image of himself to suck on the squealing boy's low hanging balls, 2 other images of himself to suck on the boys nipples, and yet another image of himself ate out Sam's musky asshole. In total ecstacy, Sam's head swayed back and forth as he felt the cum in his balls begin the long journey up the slim shaft and into Mulitple Boy's suckling mouth.
"ARRHHH!!!" Sam gushed, shooting his spunk into the back of MulipleBoy's throat, force feeding the inexperienced boy and causing him to gag up the load before swllowing it back down into his tummy. The other images of him disappeared, as he concentrated on taking down all of Sam's sweet tasting cum.
"Oh, yeh kid, that was good. You get'n betta at it." Sam complimented, with a big toothy grin.
"Thanx." smiled the young boy, feeling the thick clot of cum slowly dripping down his throat.
"Thought something fishy was goin' on back here." Gambit said, catching the two boys off guard.
"Remy!" Cannonball said, his long dick still out in the open, bobbing up and down, dripping semen.
"Skoolin' the new kid, huh Sam?" Gambit said, caressing the swelling in his shorts.
He arrived just in time to see Sam feeding MultipleBoy his hot load.
Embarrassed, Sam tucked his spent prick back into his cut-offs. "Wat you doin' lurkin' round back up in hur, numb-nutt?"
The cajin smiled wickedly. "Lookin' for Roberto. He was goin' to show me his brazilian sword swallowin' trick, but I saw 'em disappear into the woods with the russian kid when wolfgurl started talkin'."
"Oh. I seen it b'fore. You gonna love it." said Sam, sounding somewhat jealous.
He himself had been on the receiving end of Sunspot's amazing suction abilities many times over. The two shared a room back at the mansion, eversince coming to the school over 2 years ago, and knew eachothers bodies well. It was always Sam that got to top, as Roberto loved having his dark round brazilian ass pumped full of hard dick. Roberto had been trying to get his hands on Gambit's eversince meeting the swave cajin about a year back, but never thought he'd get the chance, as Remy turned down his sexual advance at every turn. Gambit was seriously interested in his current girlfriend -Rogue, but her inability to control her haywire powers to absorb life giving essence from whomever she touches, makes sex with the robust southren belle, all but impossible.
Remy decided to stop playing coy, and let the handsome brizilian do his stuff on him.
"Looks like you done well yourself." Remy said, eyeing the two boys.
"Well, its always room fer improovement." said Sam, gently cupping the back of MultipleBoy's head, and leading him back to camp.
"Oh yeh, if you see Rogue, tell 'er I went lookin' for fire wood." Gambit yelled back with a wink.
"You got it." Sam said, disappearing into the bush.
Gambit knew there was something about Gutherie he didn't like, but decided to worry about that later after remembering his reason for journeying into the woods in the first place. He moved on deeper into the forrest, sure that he would find what he was looking for just around the corner. He knew he'd better find it quick, else he'd be pounding his own pud yet again tonight, and with that talky ole nosey Nightcrawler as a room-mate, jacking off wasn't all too easy.
Meanwhile, Scott was bent over Wolverine's Harley Davidson, his slacks bundled down around his ankles, his firm hairless teenaged asscheeks in the air, exposed to the afternoon elements. Logan looked down at the round pale boycheeks, and whistled a tune of approoval. Touching the tender flesh, his mind flashed back to just hours ago, when he had his uncut sausage lodged deep up in the struggling boys tight rectum.
"You shure ya wanna do this kid?" he asked cautiously again, giving Scott another chance to back out.
"Yes Logan, I'm sure." Scott confirmed, looking back over his shoulder.
"Ya know theres a chance I could lose control." Wolverine warned. "I could go wild if I let loose. You could seriously git hurt."
"I trust you Wolverine." Scott said, wanting to feel himself taken over phyiscally once again.
Shrugging his shoulders, Wolverine bent forward, burrying his hairy face into the boy's crevice. Scott gasped aloud, feeling Wolvie's hot tongue probe his bare buttock....
&
"AAARRHH! FUCK ME RUSKIE! FUCK MY ASSHOLE!" Gambit heard Sunspot yelling over the churp of birds in the trees.
He eased up on the site where the two abrant teens choose to work out their sexual frustrations. He purched himself up on a bolder, and watched as the huge muscular Peter Rusputin -Colossus, fucked his thick russian dick up into the dark round ass of his brazilian teammate.
Roberto Dacosta was obviously no stranger to thick dick in his rectum, Gambit noticed. He was bent at the waist, his dark brown muscled legs spread wide apart, as the russian boy behind him held on tightly to his hips, pumping his fleshy pole aggressively up the boy's bouncing backside. Sunspot was grinning happily, feeling his stretching asswalls separate everytime the bigboy shove deeply inside of him. He knew that Kitty Pride had had a crush on the handsome foreigner, whom barely spoke a word of english, but he knew his bubbling brown buttock was better suited for the russian's thick tool, than Kitty's inexperience virgin twat. The poor girl would never have survived Peter's rough pounding.
"Good show." Gambit called claping his hands, startling the two lads.
Instantly, Colossus transformed his tan flesh into steel, an instinctive reaction to danger. Roberto felt the difference immediately in his rectum. At first, there was an angry jolt, like an electrical current being emitted throughout his body by way of his anus, shocking him deep within, then he felt the penis in his colon thicken in length and width, its steely base still alive with energy.
"Ohmygosh!" he yelled aloud at the exqusite feeling tingling through his body, clinching his asscheeks when he felt Colossus about to pull out.
"Company..." Colossus said, pointing at Remy as he started to withdraw.
"Don't stop on my account fellas, jus' passin' through." Gambit said, smiling mischievously.
"Don't pull out!" warned Roberto, pushing his ass back on Colossus's hardon, re-capturing it with his soft hole.
Eyeing Gambit cautiously, Colossus reluctantly began pumping his hips, driving his steel-on deep into Roberto's bowels. The power now behind Colossus's pumps, was strong enough to injure Roberto. He felt his hips crack with each thrust, and worried he may shatter his hip bones. Absorbing the power of the sun itself, Roberto transformed himself into his alter-ego -Sunsport, turning a tar-like color. Colossus looked down at the pitch black ass he held onto. His silvery colored dick disappeared up into the blackness with ever thrust of his hip, then reappeared with each withdraw. He could feel the slick tightness of the powerful ass grip triple in strength, flexing on his steel rod. He knew it was only a matter of time before his would be painting Sunspot's insides with his heavy load. But Colossus had never cum while in his steel form before, and wonder just what would happen once climax was apon him.
"Fuck 'em, fuck dat ass..." Remy encouraged, whispering in Colossus's ear from behind.
Colossus's shorts were down around his ankles, and Gambit couldn't get enough of seeing that round steely asscheeks hump back and forth as he drove his powerful cock into the blackhole repeatedly. Gambit wondered if Colossus's hole was equally steeled, like the rest of his body. Leaning in on Colossus back, Remy reached his hands downward, and began caressing Colossus's hard ass. He reeled at the idea of seeing Colossus's bare silvery hole pulsing in and out as he fucked the willing kid.
Gambit ran his middle finger across the sensative hairless pucker, then gently pushed up inside. Colossus gasped as the finger wiggled up in him, then tightened his hole on the probing digit, nearly severing it in his rectum.
"Yeeeeooooowww!!!" Gambit yelled, yanking his finger out immediately. It felt as if he'd just smashed it in a car's door.
"Sorry..." Colossus said, sounding like Arnold Schwarzenegger.
"No problem Remy said, fighting the instinct to suck his throbbing finger in his mouth.
Colossus pumped harder, driving his 8 inch pole deep into Sunspot's hole over and over again. Jacking off perfusely, Sunspot began to tremble, his nails dug into the rock he had been leaning against, and the small bolder cracked then crumbled under the strain, sending a cumming Sunspot and a humping Colossus to the ground like falling tanks.
The ground shook as the two bodies hit the dirt hard. Still embedded, Colossus continued digging into Sunspot's hole, the cum in his round hard metal balls near ready to spill. Sunspot ached his back, his legs spread out under Colossus's bulky frame. The russian humped hard, causing thunderous claps to echo through the air everytime his hard steel hips slapped into Sunspot's energized cheeks. The two mutants looked a amazing sight, as one powerful being pumped relentlessly into another.
"AAAAHHHHHHHH....CUMMINGGGGGGGG.....!!!" Colossus yelled, pumping his dick inside Sunspot's roost one last time before pulling out.
The steel penis shown wetly from Sunspot's insides. It jerked with live energy, as Sunspot resumed his human form, and spun around to receive the tin-man's sweet cum nector. He place his lips right at the head of the dick, then opened his mouth and waited. The first spurt of hot juice shot out with the speed of a gun shot. The white liquid stung Roberto's face as it missed his mouth and smacked into his cheek, stinging like a hand smack. The second spurt hit his lips. The third, forth and fifth landed directly in his mouth, almost chocking him as it hit the back of his throat with force.
Once the juice ceased cumming, Roberto sucked the steel tube into his mouth, trying his best to suck the remaining sauce out from inside. Gambit was now rock hard seeing this lusty action unfold before his very eyes. His gaze was locked in on Roberto's now fleshy asscheeks. He could easily see the damage Colossus's steel rod has done on the brazilian lad. Roberto had obviously been taking big dicks for years, thought Remy.
He walked up behind the cute youngster, and pulled his hot to the touch asscheeks apart. The hole gaped open easily. The red fleshy insides were visable, the outter rim was soft a wet, the hole looked as if it showed no resistance at all, almost as if it were just fist-fucked.
Reaching into his pants, Gambit fished out his raging hardon. Without greasing it, he aimed the head at Roberto's opening, and pushed in with one long hard shove. Roberto gasped around his mouthful of metal dick, but otherwise took Gambit's piece rather easily. Gambit gripped firmly onto Roberto's hips, watching his 7 inch cock being swallowed up by the boy's slacked anus. The soft wet ring sucked loosely on Remy's woody, taking it into it's deep depths.
Roberto could barely feel Gambit's healthy woody poking his numbed insides after being completely pulverized by Colossus' steely monster, but just knowing that the cajin beauty he'd been lusting over for many months was now nailing away at his asshole, had Roberto's dick once again on the rise.
He widened his legs, and arched his back to give the humping new orleanian clear passage into his inner rectum. He hoped Gambit was enjoying the slack looseness of his hole, as he could not tighten the relaxed muscles after the workout Colossus' had given it. He was still sucking lovingly on the big guy's metal piece, when Colossus suddenly reverted back to human form, then fell back wards on his russian buttocksn exhausted. His dick shortened by one inch between Roberto's suckling lips, but remained hard as the sex charged teen continued nursing on the tasty fat inches.
"Is...good...ass...ya...?" smiled Peter, his handsome dimples digging deep into his cheeks.
"Ya!" grunted Gambit, ignoring the friendly foreigner while pumping harder into the soft buttocks.
He couldn't believe he was fucking his first man. He'd had his dick sucked on occasion from other males from time to time over the years, when female pussy wasnot available. But he had always drew the line at actually penetrating one up the ole chocolate fudge-way. This time, having watched his two team-mates fuck like maniacs, made him so hot to stick something, that he feared he'd explode from an abundance of stored sperm, -the unfortunate side effects of dating someone whom could not be physically tounched. He only regreted that this wasn't his girlfriend -Rogue's ass that was sucking him so expertly.
He could feel his dick getting closer to shooting it's weeks and weeks of stored-up cum. Gambit loved fucking, almost as much as he enjoyed a good heist (him being an ex-thief). When he was single, he was never without a pussy or a mouth for his pleasures. But since joining the x-men, and subsequently dating Rogue, he's all but given up on the act, until professor Xavier could find a cure for Rogue's uncontrolable powers.
"Oh yeah!" Scott Summers groaned, feeling Logan's stubby tongue stabbing into his wide spread anal-hole.
Logan had the boy by the asscheeks, holding them wide, as he licked and slobbered all over the teens slightly haired opening. He remembered what it felt like being ball deep inside that cock-trap, and was practically aching to get back up in that particular sattle once again.
Scott, was marveling at the new sensations spreading throughout his anus. He never knew he could et such pleasure from his asshole. In all the time he'd been fucking Jean, he now felt as if he had some idea of it she must feel like when he's eating at her sweet vagina.
Logan was now darting his tongue in and out of his ass, tongue fucking him as would a tiny dick. Scott loved the feelings Wolverine was punishing him with. He loved the tiny growls the older man made when he ate at his wrinkled anal-vagina, causing small ripples of total ecstacy to shoot through Scott's bottom.
"Oh fuck, Logan..." moaned Scott, leaning over Wolvie's Harley. "...I want your cock in me, man." he gasped, his lust rising to dangerous levels as he wiggled his lucious rump on Wolvie's hairy face. The rough briskles of the mans chin scratched sensuously at his sensitive hole. He wanted Logan to stop eating his lustful snatch, and plunge his fat dick into the tight space, just as he did earlier.
Logan was having too much fun eating the sweet, practically chicken ass before him. He devoured Scott's sexy little compact booty, nibbling at the white cheeks, kissing the hard buns, then lusciously attacking the rasin anus with the pointed tip of his tongue.
Wolverine hadn't had pussy this sweet and tasty, since the time he started seeing Ororo Monroe. For a brief time (unbeknownced to the others), the two had been seeing eachother socially. Storm was a wildcat in bed, Logan recalled, but the two decided to call it quits when she started dating Forge, their resident scientist. Logan knew Storm was attracted to Forge's intelligence, and that she'd eventually be back in his bed once she realized he couldn't cut it in the sack like he could.
Meanwhile, he was lucky that he had found another sweet-cunt to take her place. He bent Scott over farther, nearly bending the boy double. He jammed his oral muscle all the way up into the fully exposed passage. Scott's moans was continuous as he surrendered to the more experienced mans advances. Logan took complete advantage of Scott's new position, and tongue fucked the quivering boy-cunt that much deeper, opening it up for a more thourough lashing.
"Nooo...please...fuck me....." Scott begged, unable to fight as he hole was vicously mauled by the hungry manimal behind him.
He desprately wanted Woverine's dick inside of him, but couldn't resist the wedging his was getting at the moment. He felt his asshole go totally slack under the relentless oral activity. The tongue slipped up even further, causing Scott to choke back a frightful yell.
Logan pulled his wet face from between the tight buns his grizzly hands held apart, stretching the dime sized elastic hole he'd been smooching on for the past quarter hour. Focusing his keen eyesight on the pouting pucker, he noticed the hole leaking a white substance. His taste-buds indicated it was semen. Wolerine realized that he'd just been eating his own load inwhich he'd shot inside the boy earlier in the day. His cock jerked at the thought, as he stood up, spit into the palm of his hand, massged the slick spit lubricant along his hard shaft, then started shoving his fat woody up into Scott's unprotected bowels.
"Oh, YEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHH!!!" yelled Roberto, as he jacked himself off onto the grassy stones beneath him.
He was still sicking off his russian friend Peter, whom was laid back on the ground with his eye shut tight, concentrating on feeding the dark boy his sweet russian sperms. He loved living in america, with it's televisions, ball games, girls, and plenty of sex, sex, sex. Eversince arriving here, the girls (and Roberto) had been hot to get into his sexy jeans. Especially that young Kitty Pride. The thogts of busting such a young girl's obviously virgin pussy, made the boy's cock jerk in Roberto's mouth. The knealing boy sucked all the harder, determined to get another load out of his husky friend.
"Yeeh, work dat ass!" said Gambit, feeling Roberto's snug hole tighten slightly as he rode the boy's butt to nearing climax.
He had a live show going on, watching his hairy crotch push his sizable tool in and out of the Brizilian's ass. He watched the gaping hole as it swallowed, then gave up his plunging dick, over and over. He bit down on his lower lip, trying to keep control. It'd been weeks since he's had any ass, since he fucked Nightcrawler's girlfriend -Amanda, on the hanger dock after practice one day. It was the horny girl's first time, as Nightcrawler had been too shy and bashful to engage himself in the nasties.
"Oh shit...!" he yelled unexpectantly, as his balls suddenly contracted, sending a hydrant load up his cum tube. "AAAAARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHH....!!" the cajin cried, feeling the cum-load rip through his pulsating prick. The aching cock could hardly handle the volume of cum that his balls produced after weeks of inactivity. The sheer mass threatened to overload the swelling cum-tube along the belly of the penis, when it suddenly exploded forth, filling Roberto's numb anal track with ounces and ounces of potient cream. Gambit shoved inward, freezing his spewing lance deep inside the bottomless bowels that housed his root. He could feel his life's essence being lowly sucked out of him, as he grew weaker with each jolt.
Roberto, felt the pulsing cock in his ass, though barely, due to the numbness his hole felt. He knew Remy was filling his rectum full of his baby juices, and tried unsuccessfully to tighten his receiving end on the erupting invader. He felt Peter's cock thicken between his lips, and took the swollen pipe deeper into the recedes of his throat.
"Yes, yes, Arrrhhhhhh!!!" Peter yelled, feeling his cum shoot up and out of his throbbing penis, and into the waiting mouth of Roberto. Peter thrashed about on the ground, biting at his lower lip to keep from yelling out too loud. The first orgasm was harder, but both drained the boy efficiently, as his hard tool began to shrink.
Roberto had gulped down his second load from Peter Rasputin, and was quickly requiring a taste for the big mans jiz. He felt Gambit fall forward, lifeless, as the last of his load seaped into his accepting rectum. All three boys were exhausted, and ready to return to the camp with the others, when the wind suddenly began to pick up.
"What's that?" Roberto asked, as shards of electrical energy formed like lightening against the back-drop. An eerie blue glow appeared, followed quickly by a bright white light.
"Over there!" Peter pointed, looking over his shoulder, just as someone jumped from the lighted glow.
"Made it!" the man said, falling from the sky -nude.
"Heavens, it's raining men...!" smiled Roberto. The three lads got up off the ground, and ran to the mans rescue.
The stranger slowly stood. His pink skin smoking from his journey through the teleporter. His long brown hair fell softly along his back and shoulders, as he surveyed the area, brazenly unaware he was completely naked.
"Can I...help you?" Roberto asked, walking up to the man, his eyes fixed on the low hanging weapon between the mans legs.
"Uh, yes you may. Come forth..." invited the man, noticing the lustful gaze the dark skinned lad laid apon him. Peter and Remy stood in the backgound cautiously, watching the mans every move. "Such a beautiful boy." the man said, reaching up to stroke Roberto's face. Roberto was mesmerized, as he watched the man's soft penis slowly begin to grow and thicken between his legs. "Kneal." spoke the man. "Kneal for me."
Speechless, Roberto fell to his knees, his mouth already open for service. The man's fully hardened cock bobbed up and down, eager to enter the hot oral cavity presenting itself before him.
"MountJoy, No! Get away from him!" yelled another voice.
The man turned around. His eyes narrowed as the focused in on the figure appearing through the same blue/white glow he emerged from. This new body, dark in color, landed squarely on his feet. He stood upright, his long black hair blowing majestically in the wind, as his nude thick muscular frame took point. "Move away from him....now!"
"Aww..." groaned MountJoy from where he stood. "...it appears that Bishop, wants you boys all to himself."
Continued....