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, and Wolverine, Dr Mora MacTaggert,
(Students) Cannonball-18, Cyclops-18, Colossus-19, Gambit-18, Iceman-16, Multiple boy-14, Nightcrawler-17, Northstar-18, Spike-16, Sunspot-17, Thunderbird-19, Havok-17 / Amanda-17, Jubilee-14, Karma-17, Magma-16, Premonition (Jean Grey)-18, Rogue-17, Shadowcat-15, Spirit-18, Syran-17, Wolvesbane-16, WeaponX-17
The Brotherhood Of Mutants: Magneto, Mystique, Pyro, Juggernaut, Blob-17, Avalanche-18, Toad-17, Mimic-18, and Vertigo-16
The TWELVE: Storm, Jean Grey, Spirit, Rictor/Avalanche, Mystique, Juggernaut, Magneto, Poison Ivy, Healer/DOC. Mastermind, the Scarlet Witch, & Sunfire
APOCALYPSE: THE FIRST MUTANT _____________________________________________________________________________
THE MIGHTY AVENGERS: Captain America, Hawkeye, Ironman, Ms Marvel, Quick Silver, Thor, Wonder Man, Vision, and Dr Strange _____________________________________________________________________________
X-Men Tales: -pt50
Title: AVENGERS CROSSOVER
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EGYPT, AFRICA
Military choppers and media helicopters flew over the city of Giza in North Africa, as a giant [impenetrable] energy Dome [covering a 5 mile span over The Sphinx and The Pyramids] continued to grow outward and expand, cutting the outside world off from what was happening inside. All attempts by the police, military and national forces failed to penetrate the Dome's walls. Bullets, grenades, bazooka shells, tank shells, even a military fighter jet's missile couldn't pierce the Dome's growing exterior. Nothing could be seen inside the Dome as it expanded about a city block every hour, growing larger and larger, threatening to consume everything in its path...
After several hours of hearing nothing from anyone inside The Dome since Apocalypse resurrected it [last chap], the African Government decided to evacuate the sister cities of Giza and [neighboring] Cairo, forcing its residents to move beyond for fear they too might get caught in the Dome slowly swallowing everything in creation.
As neighborhoods retreated [taking everything they could carry on their backs and in their vehicles], they looked up and began to cheer the sight of The Avengers silver Quinn-Jet [American's official superhero rescue team], which landed side by side simultaneously with The X-Men's Blackbird, their duel exhausts kicking up a cloud of dust and debris before making perfect landings within the streets of downtown Giza.
The spectators actually clapped and cheered when the Avengers began to exit their jet...
("So much for equal billin'...") thought Wolverine, sharing his thoughts with Xavier as he and the X-Men: [Professor Xavier/Mountjoy, Wolverine, Polaris, Forge, Beast, Banshee, Angel, Calisto, Bishop, Cyclops, Cannonball, Northstar, Thunderbird, Colossus, and Gambit] exited The Blackbird as well...
"AVENGERS...WELCOME...!" greeted Giza's President, shaking hands with the world recognized Captain America! "I'm SO glad you could make it! When we heard The Avengers were coming to take control of the situation, we KNEW we were in good hands...!"
"Thank you Mr President..." greeted Capt, The Avengers: [Ironman, Thor, Hawkeye, Wonder Man, Ms Marvel, Quick Sliver, and the Vision] taking up the rear. "...but we're not alone..." he added, signifying to the second super powered team in attendance... "...this is The X-Men!"
"Yes! Yes..." greeted the President, "...welcome to Giza, Africa! We're so glad you could help us!"
"We ain't did nothin' YET, bub...!" said Wolverine [chewing a cigar], unimpressed by the secondary greeting...
"Yes, well..., we'll START off by analyzing the DOME and getting reading variations to see just what we may be UP against!" suggested Beast, pulling equipment off the Blackbird. "Hi Capt, glad you could join us..." he added in passing, shaking Captain America's gloved hand. "...I hope I'll have a chance to link my PROBE to your ANALyzer before we're done working together today...!" he said with enthusiasm, pulling a mass of computer equipment with him as he backed away into position...
"uh...um...yes...! I hope so too...!" choked Capt, growing suddenly flush.
No one really caught the innuendo thrown by Beast, except Xavier, who was easily able to mentally read and understand Capt's frustration when he peeked into his thoughts and saw flashbacks of his introductory meeting with Beast [back in chap-8, Uninvited House Guest], --the memories causing Xavier to see the good Captain in a whole new different light...
Beast and Forge began erecting the machines that would analyze and measure the size and density of the Dome [hoping to find a weak spot to concentrate on attacking], while the Vision pulled out a small calibrator and began making his own analysis, and Ironman took to the air to take topside readings...
"Cap!" yelled a frightfully familiar voice through the crowd of military personnel sticking around to lend a helping hand...
Captain America looked towards the sea of unfamiliar faces, then noticed a man dressed in a black body suit somersaulting over the heads of the military...
"T'Challa...!!" yelled the Capt, as T'Challa [the Black Panther] landed swiftly on his feet. "What're YOU doing here...?!" asked Cap, hugging the black man hello.
"Are you kidding...?" asked T'Challa. "This event is all over the African news waves! It only took a quick trip from Wakanda to Cairo..., I HAD to see if there was anything I could do!"
"With The Vision and Ironman working the field..." said Capt, looking up towards the skies. "...it shouldn't take long to figure out a way inside...!"
He turned back towards his former teammate... "Wanda's inside..." he informed, causing a shocked expression over the Wakanda King's face. "...the X-Men believe Magneto's involved...!"
"Panther..." said Bishop, walking up behind the two men as they talked. T'Challa turned around, immediately recognizing him from mission's past [chaps-15 thru 17].
"Hi..., --BISHOP, right...?" asked T'Challa.
Bishop nodded, his serious/saddened facial expression unchanged...
"...Storm's inside too..." he added, causing T'Challa's heart to sink.
"Mom...?" asked Even Daniels, standing behind all 3 men...
T'Challa turned and pulled his son under his protective arm...
"Cap..., THIS is my son, Evan..." he introduced to a shocked Capt America. "...the X-man STORM is his mother...!"
Captain America stared down into the young 16 yr old prince's saddened face, then saluted him officially, before touching the boy gently on the shoulder to give his support...
"Don't worry Evan...your father and I promise that along with the combined efforts of the Avengers and X-men, we'll FIND your mother alive and well...! THAT I swear!" promised Capt, rubbing the top of the teenager's head, playfully.
"Think POSITIVE thoughts!" reminded T'Challa, squeezing his son's arm lovingly. "Your mother is a very remorseful woman..., she wouldn't have come THIS far in life just to be stricken down now!"
"Yes father!" agreed Even, manning up [as he flexed his growing muscles].
Capt couldn't help realizing how much the boy resembled his father [a slightly smaller, younger version with a full American accent], and found his asshole beginning to pucker at the thought of being sandwiched between the two African men... "Now GO..., say hello to your friends from Xavier's school!"
T'Challa, Bishop, and Capt all watched as Even ran over to say hello to his friends. Cyclops, Gambit, and the others greeted him warmly, happy to see him but saddened that his mother was unaccounted for.
"He seems so sad..." said Capt, unable to take his eyes off Evan as The X-Men patted him on the back. "...I wish there was some WAY I could help make him feel better...?"
T'Challa and Bishop both glanced at each other, the same memory [of them both taking turns butt fucking Forge] filling their sinful minds at the same time, causing both black men to smiled broadly...
The look wasn't lost on Capt. "What...?" he asked, curiously...
"If you REALLY want to help make Evan feel better, Steve..." said T'Challa, putting his muscled arm about his friend's broad back. "...there might be a way..."
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Ironman flew high into the Egyptian sky, his armored suit taking computers analysis of the Dome from every angle. SENOR READINGS INDICATE THE FORCE FIELD COMPOSED OF 70% TELEKINETIC MATTER, 10% PSIONIC MATTER, AND 20% MATTER UNKNOWN, IT IS A PERFECTLY ROUND SPHERE, RISING 2500 FEET ABOVE GROUND LEVEL AND 2500 FEET BELOW, GROWING APPORXIMATELY 300 FEET OR ONE CITY BLOCK AN HOUR AND INCREASING' said Ironman's computer [Jarvis]. "What do you MEAN unknown' matter...?" asked Ironman, unimpressed by the information given. `THAT IS WHAT I SAID, SIR' answered Jarvis, respectfully. "How can the matter be UNKNOWN...?" questioned Ironman. "Run computer reference with Nasa Data Base! FIND a matter that matches what we're reading! There HAS to be a reference to what we're seeing...! It CAN'T be alien matter, can it...?"
Javis made a series of clicking sounds, interfacing with Nasa's computers. Ironman was scaling the top of the Sphere when Jarvis came back Online: I HAVE COMPLETED RUNNING REFERENCE DATA WITH NASA COMPUTER BASE...' it informed. "Yeah...AND...?" asked Ironman, impatiently. ...READINGS CAME BACK INCONCLUSIVE, ANSWER --UNKNOWN' answered Jarvis. "Well...!" responded Ironman, abandoning his reconnaissance as he returned to the ground to rejoin the team and see what THEY came up with...?
"I'VE COMPLETED MY ANALYSIS..., WHAT'VE YOU GUYS GOT...?" asked Ironman, landing beside The X-men.
"We're running analysis now...!" answered Beast, planting the last probe into the ground before activating the devices.
"Slowpokes..." muttered Ironman, watching as Gamma Particles shot into the Force Shield, taking readings and analyzing matter data. The numbers were just coming up when a backlash of energy suddenly caused the monitoring devices to explode, sending Beast and Forge dodging for cover.
"Well..., THAT was interesting..." said Beast, back to the drawing board.
Ironman shook his head...
"I CAN TELL YOU THAT THE DOME ISN'T A DOME AT ALL..." he relayed. "...BUT A PERFECTLY ROUND SPHERE, REACHING 5000 FEET AROUND FROM END TO END, AND GROWING!" he added, as Beast helped Forge up from the ground. "AND I CAN TELL YOU THIS MUCH..., IF WE DON'T DO SOMETHING TO STOP IT SOON, IT COULD VERY WELL KEEP GROWING UNTIL IT'S CONSUMED THE ENTIRE PLANET!"
"Oh MY...that wouldn't be good..." thought Beast, aloud.
"DOES MAGNETO POSSESS THAT KIND OF POWER...?" questioned Ironman, having never fought him before.
"Magneto is one of the most powerful mutants to walk the earth..." admitted Forge, giving the older man his props. "...but he doesn't possess the power to generate a force field of THIS magnitude...! NOT even with the mutants he kidnapped...!"
"There IS another possibility..." said Beast, capturing Ironman's attention. "...we've heard murmurs of a Pharaoh buried here that possessed great power..."
"A DEAD PHARAOH...?" asked Ironman, already losing interest in the conversation. "C'mon...!"
"Yet HERE we are in Egypt..., a place who's history's RICH with power and death!" argued Beast.
"TOUCHE..."conceded Ironman. "...CONTINUE...!"
"IF Magneto's found a way to tap into that raw energy..., there's no telling what level his powers may be now! He very well COULD be the most powerful being on the planet!"
"WHAT CAN WE DO ABOUT IT...?" asked Ironman, suddenly taking heed to the X-Men's fears.
"I may be able to help." said the Vision, ascending slowly from below ground [phasing through solid rock like an eerie ghost].
"HOW'S THAT, VISION...?" asked Ironman, curiously.
"Well, as you can see I possess the unique power of intangibility..." reminded the Vision android. "...I could easily phase through the Force Shield and report what I see on the other side."
"Are you NUTS...?" asked Forge, aggressively. "Did you SEE what that Field did to our equipment...?! There's no telling what it would do to YOU...!"
"I am open to better suggestions, if there are any?" questioned Vision, emotionless.
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MEANWHILE...
...aboard the X-Men's Blackbird, Captain American found himself suddenly alone and surround by 3 African/American men [King T'Challa, Bishop, and Prince Evan Daniels]. "Are...are you guys SURE about this...?" he asked, as T'Challa took him in his arms [his hands around Capt's waist] while Bishop slapped and squeezed the American icon's buttock through his red white and blue spandex. "What if we get caught...?"
"Everyone's busy outside trying to penetrate that Dome...!" assured T'Challa, pulling off Capt's mask and revealing his handsome All American white boy good looks and blonde hair.
Evan's dick started to harden instantly in his pants when he saw how HOT Capt looked...
"And WE'RE trying to penetrate YOU...!" added Bishop crudely, causing Capt's cock to stiffen and bulge through his uniform.
Capt's hands snaked down and started feeling the black men's bulges, his anus tingling with anticipation when he felt the thickness of both men's cocks.
"It's been so LONG since I've been fucked by an African American..." panted Capt, as T'Challa stuffed his mouth with his fingers and Bishop shoved his hand down the seat of his spandex pants, cupping his bare bottom.
"You Avengers need MORE brothas on the team...!" said Bishop, rubbing his fingers curiously up and down Capt's hairless ass crack...
"Indeed we DO..." gasped Capt, as T'Challa pulled his head in for a soulful kiss. Capt felt the African King's large lips cover his own, as T'Challa stuffed his fat wet tongue into the American man's hot mouth.
Bishop felt Capt's asshole pucker against his curious finger(s), and couldn't resist inserting one without lubricant... "UMP..." groaned Capt, feeling the digit penetrate his pink ring as he suckled T'Challa's fat royal tongue.
"Enough!" said T'Challa, ripping his taster from Capt's mouth. "EVAN is the one you're supposed to be soothing...!" he reminded, stepping aside.
Capt's eyes met Evan's, his gaze immediately falling to the boy's healthy erection tenting the front of his parachute pants. "Don't be shy, Captain..." encouraged T'Challa, pushing the white man forward... "...Evan has become well versed with the art of male love and dominance since moving to Africa last year!" assured the proud father. "Show him your STAFF, son!" he commanded.
Without hesitation, Evan reached down and unzipped his pants, pulling out his stiff teenage dick. Capt instinctively licked his pink lips, wanting that morsel in his mouth. Without needing further encouragement, he stepped up in front of prince Evan, then knelt down before him...
"What a beautiful cock you have, prince Evan..." said Capt, staring at it up close, taking off his red gloves so he could feel it skin to skin. "...how big is it...?"
"It's grown another inch and a half since I moved to Africa..." glee Evan, as Captain America stroked him to total stiffness. "...it's now 8 and 1/2 inches..., I'm getting closer to dad!"
"Wonderful!" smiled Capt, unable to hold off any longer. Without further ado, he began kissing and licking the bullet shaped head, suckling it between his soft pink lips before inching his way slowly [succulently] down the hard shaft. Evan was still thrilling at the idea that Captain freakin' America was sucking his teenage dick, when Capt suddenly surprised him and swallowed it whole!
"OH GOSH..." gasped Evan unexpectedly, causing his father and Bishop to chuckle.
Capt ground his face into Evan's groin, working every inch of the teen's enormous boy rod down into his throat gullet, loving every second of it as the hard, hot, black cock pulsed and throbbed with teenage excitement.
Capt pulled back with his lips, wrapping them firmly about the hard shaft as slipped his way back up towards the head, slithering his tongue along the underbelly for good measure. Even's cock danced and throbbed against his tongue, the head oozing sweet precious royal pre-cum juices from the tip. Capt quickly ate them down before swallowing the cock whole again, resting his nose in Evan's growing pubic bush.
"How's it FEEL, son...?" asked T'Challa, watching proudly and slowly rubbing his own enormous ramrod through his black spandex...
"It feels GREAT, Father...!" admitted Evan, having to hold onto Capt's broad round shoulders for support while he got sucked.
"Don't forget, Evan..." reminded T'Challa, as Capt started bobbing his head back and forth, see-sawing his hot juicy mouth up and down the young prince's solidly hard shaft. "...that's an American ICON you have sucking your pipe, not one of your boy/girl harem toys to usually fuck...! Make sure you show Capt a GOOD time!"
"Yes...father...!" moaned Evan, barely able to concentrate [let along comprehend what his father was saying] as Captain America sucked the FUCK out of his dick! Even could hardly stand as his knees started to grow weak and buckle. He could feel Capt's mouth speeding up and down his shaft, his wet mouth, lips, and tongue sucking him wetly into the depths of his cock hungry throat.
Capt loved the taste, feel, and texture of Evan's teen prick. Grabbing the boy by the hips, he quickly pulled his parachute pants down around his ankles as he continued to eat his dick. Evan stood completely naked from the waist down, his 8.5" dick disappearing down into the warm wet contours of the older man's mouth and throat, his butt, balls, and legs completely exposed.
Evan didn't care that all of his royal JUNK was hanging out for anyone to see, all he cared about was that hot white all American mouth slurping along his shaft. He could feel the pressure building in his balls as he fucked, grabbing a handful of the Captain's blonde hair, guiding his mouth faster along the shaft.
Capt could tell by the enthusiastic way prince Evan was fucking his mouth that he was about to cum soon. Evan pulled his dick from Capt's eager mouth just long enough to slap it against his upturned face a few times.
"Oh shit..." moaned Capt, feeling the hot rod beat against his mug. Evan [starting to become more aggressive] quickly shoved his dick back into the warm wet mouth, capturing the Captain's head in his hands as he began fucking his face, the balance of power shifting as Evan became more dominate.
Capt surrendered his mouth to the prince, allowing him to fuck as hard or as deeply as he wanted, leaving his milking mouth open as the thrusting penis sped through, Evan's pubic bone slapping repeatedly into his nose as he buried his cock again and again.
Capt could feel the dick fucking into his throat, the head moving back and forth as his Adam's Apple bobbed up and down in reaction. Capt was really loving the facial fuck, when Evan suddenly gripped by the back of the head, and pulled his face forward, impaling him on all 8 and 1/2 inches.
Bishop and T'Challa watched with bated breaths as Evan slowly titled his head back and sighed. Capt felt his cock swell in his throat, then felt the rapid fire of his load suddenly shooting down the back of his throat...
"UUHHHHHH...!!" groaned the young prince, emptying his precious ball juice down Capt's gullet.
Capt moaned and groaned as his throat gurgled down the spurting load. He immediately regretted not being able to taste it, as he LOVED the taste of cum on his tongue. When he felt Evan's grip loosen on the back of his head, he slowly allowed himself to ascend up the shaft, savoring whatever flavor he could leftover from the tip.
Evan could feel the Captain milking him, draining his cock to get the last drop of his royal juice. He smiled when he looked down and saw the Captain licking the piss-slit like an ice cream cone, eating whatever formed at the tip...
"I think the well's run DRY right now, Captain...!" he joked.
"Pity..." sighed Capt, kissing the head before averting his attentions elsewhere. Both Bishop and T'Challa had their big dicks out, both waving them ominously at him, wondering which one he would pick first...?
Bishop had a big fat 9.5" dick, which curved to the left when fully hard. The shaft was thick and the head was fat, insuring a wonderful fuck. However King T'Challa's dick was a solid 10 inches, just as thick as Bishop's, with a straight hard shaft that insured deep probing penetration. Captain America felt like he came to Africa and found the meaning of life! Unable to pick which one he wanted more, he simply knelt between the 2 men and took their cocks simultaneously. Bishop and T'Challa stood side by side, once again sharing another fuck partner. They watched as Capt alternated sucking the heads, going back and forth to paint the heads wet with spit. Only after getting a good taste did he start to suck them into his mouth, stretching his lips wide to accommodate them.
Evan watched as his dad and Bishop got sucked, his eyes now focused on Capt's ass. Bending down behind the Avenger, he peeled back the blue spandex hiding Capt's buttock, revealing the lilly white globes as they slowly came into sight...
"Wow..." was all Evan could manage as he stared at Capt's well used anus. The pale white cheeks were perfectly shaped [not a blemish on them], the hairless center plainly visible as Capt pushed his ass back for more attention. With his back arched, Evan could easily see the cunt like anus nestled between the hairless globes, the entry resembling more of a slit than a pucker [a sure sign indication that Capt's anus saw a lot of battle]. Evan couldn't resist peeling the perfect globes apart, then burying his face in-between, tasting the white man's cunt.
"Mmmm..." moaned Capt happily, tossing his ass back further for more probing. He sucked both T'Cahlla's and Bishop's cocks separately, AND together. Placing the two hard heads side by side before covering them both fully with his mouth. It took some maneuvering, but he was able to fit both fat dickhead in his mouth together, slurping them like duel jawbreakers.
Bishop and T'Challa had to stand closer together [shoulder to shoulder]. T'Challa put his arm about Bishop's waist [having touched the boy before], bring him in even closer. Bishop stood beside T'Challa, leerily watching Capt suck hardily on their duel dicks, the memory of T'Challa's dick in his own mouth [twice] still fresh on his mind.
Captain America was unaware of the 2 men's plentiful backgrounds together. He had no idea that they shared fucking both Storm and Forge at different times, that the ongoing anxiety between them was sparked because they both loved the same woman. All Capt was aware of was how delicious their dicks tasted in his mouth, and how widely his lips had to stretch to accommodate them. He could feel prince Evan's tongue licking over his rosebud, and loved the feeling. It wasn't long before Evan was hard again, crawling into kneeling position behind Capt as he aimed his 8.5" erection up between the spit wet cheeks and sank in...
"Oh wow..." moaned Evan, feeling the silky smoothness of Capt's insides. "...I can't believe I'm fucking CAPTAIN AMERICA!"
Evan shoved all the way in balls deep, grinding his pelvic bone against the muscled white man's beautiful ass. Capt felt the cock sliding into him, awakening his anus and preparing it [hopefully] for more fucking. Evan wasn't as BIG as Bishop or T'Challa, but his dick filled Capt's ass perfectly, poking around inside him, making his rectum moisten wantonly.
Capt went crazy sucking cock. He pulled his mouth off the duel dicks, then beat them against his upturned face, the meaty slabs leaving red flesh marks wherever they landed. As Evan started to fuck Capt from behind, did Capt resume sucking cock, taking first Bishop's curved cock to the root [the fat hard slab lodging down his throat like an overweight baby's arm], then pulled off and swallowed King T'Challa's whole. He alternated swallowing one dick after the other, giving them both one suck stroke apiece, leaving their pricks sloppy wet and dripping his saliva.
From the back prince Evan held onto his waist, fucking up into his gut with his 16 yr old man prick, giving Capt a pretty decent fucking [for a kid]. However what Capt didn't know was that Evan had learned a few new tricks since joining his father's kingdom.
A mutant with the ability to eject his own bones in spike like formations and propel them from his body as projectiles, Evan had learned how to extend length to his penis by projecting a bone [delicately] through his penis during intercourse, giving himself an extra inch or two. His fuck partners usually notice the difference when his dick starts banging them deeper, the bone hard prick slamming into their soft fleshy interior like a knuckle punch to the gut.
Indeed Captain America felt the extra added growth when Evan injected a longer, fatter bone into his dick. Capt could feel his anus starting to stretch to accommodate, causing him to moan louder as he sucked.
"What are you doing to him back there, son...?" asked T'Challa curiously, looking down over Capt's back to watch his son's brown dick sliding back and forth.
"Just a lil' TRICK I learned in honor of our next mock battle, father...!" said Evan, having every intention on paying his father back for their last fight in which he lost [chap-27 African Rite].
Capt could feel the hard dick working its way through him, breaking down doors and sliding deeper than anticipated. Capt reached down between his own legs and free his trapped erection, milking the white shaft as his orifices were fed black dick from both directions.
"Oh fuck...I'm about to cum again...!" gasped Evan, removing the bone from his dick before shoving all the way inside and coming... "AARRRRHHHHH...!!" he groaned as the second load wrenched from his contracting ball sac like wringed lemons. He bucked and jerked as he came inside, his cum flooding Capt's rectum like a river Nile.
Capt milked Evan's shrinking cock with his anal muscles, holding onto both dicks for dear life as he panted breathless between them. Evan slipped from his ass and fell back into one of the nearby seats, as Bishop reached down over Capt's back to, his large dark hand slowly descending towards his ass, palming the cheeks and fingering the cum wet hole...
"MY turn...!" he announced, pulling away to get into position.
Capt readied himself, planting his knees and arching his back, giving Bishop's cock plenty of room to maneuver.
Bishop got down behind Capt, then rubbed his fat dickhead up and down his spit/cum wet valley before pushing in. Capt moaned around T'Challa's dick as Bishop's curved meat sank into him like a sinking battleship. The thick rich cock curved up into Capt's colon, filling him completely. Capt felt his anal ring stretching to accommodate, then felt the hairy pubes scratching against his creamy cheeks.
Bishop could feel Evan's load inside Capt's ass coating his dick. He ground himself against the white man, then started to pull back and fuck the ass. He watched his dick emerge from the hole [ass glossy and shiny wet with Evan's load] before sinking back in, fucking back and forth.
In Bishop's timeline, there was no Captain America, he'd heard rumors about him being the greatest American soldier to ever live, but Capt [along with most other super powered beings of that time] had long since perished in the Mutant Wars. Wolverine used to speak fondly about Capt, about his ASS in particular [during those long nights staking out Sentinels factories]. Best boy-pussie I eva fucked...' said Wolvie, whenever they were alone with nothing to do. ...he could TAKE a fuckin, and always begged for more! He was a good fighter in the trenches, someone you'd always wanna have yur back..., but inna sack, he was betta'n most bitches! Yur cock couldn leave his ass without him milkin a load outta ya!'
Funny how those conversations never came to mind, until Bishop found himself balls deep in The Icon's butt cunt. He recalled all the times he waited for Wolvie to drift off before stroking his pud, not wanting the older X-Man to know how hard up he'd make him with his freak nasty stories. Bishop would beat his pud until he creamed quietly in his hand, then [fearing Wolvie might smell the semen on him] lick the creamy contents from his palm until it was all gone. Sometimes it was the only protein he got for days, and looked forward to hearing more of Wlovie's freaky adventures.
But now he found himself actually fucking the same hole he'd heard so much about as a teenager growing up in another time zone. He watched his dark dick stabbing between Capt's warm white globes, the milking ring squeezing around him, trying to get him to spill his load soon. Bishop had no idea how long he would hold out for, but he knew as soon as he sank into Capt's inviting cunt that it wouldn't be long before it got his first wad.
T'Challa watched Bishop fuck Capt on his knees. Capt sucked T'Challa's dick, but not to make him cum, he just wanted to keep the cock hard so T'Challa would want to fuck his cunt after Bishop.
T'Challa could see Bishop alternating watching his own dick sliding though Capt's ass, and watching Capt suck HIS dick. He couldn't quite SEE Bishop's pupils [as the futuristic mutant had no visible pupils], but he KNEW he was watching HIS dick get sucked by the way Bishop licked his dry lips, as if recalling how HIS dick tasted the first [2x] it sucked it.
T'Challa watched Bishop watching HIS dick while he fucked Capt. When Capt pulled off his meat [to duck his head and lick his low hanging balls], T'Challa reached down and slowly stroked Bishop's jaw and cheek bone. Bishop looked startled, but didn't pull away as T'Challa touched him gently.
Rubbing his thumb over Bishop's thick lips, T'Challa pulled his head inward towards his dick, aiming the head down at his mouth as Bishop simply opened up and allowed passage...
"Yeeaaaahhh..." moaned T'Challa, feeling no resistance from Bishop as he fed him his dick.
Bishop suckled the head softly, latching his large lips about the head as he continued to fuck into Capt. Capt was licking T'Challa's balls [sucking one, then the other, then both], pushing his ass back against Bishop's thrusting shaft as it buried itself time and time again inside him.
Bishop had a moment of dejavu as memories of The Black Panther's dick in his mouth filled his brain. Indeed he `accidentally' sucked The Panther's dick once [by mistake] when they were both making love to Storm, trying to make her decide WHICH one she wanted as her lover? Then again when they were raping Forge in an air duct at one of the Sentinel laboratories. T'Challa had successfully subdued Forge after a confrontation, and ordered Bishop to pull down their pants and wet his dick for penetration. Bishop had no other way of wetting T'Challa's massive prick other than his mouth, so he leaned forward and sucked it, juicing it up with his spit.
Now he was sucking the King's dick again, but this time it was no `accident', and they weren't working together to teach someone a lesson like with Forge. No, THIS time he was sucking T'Challa's dick simply because he wanted to. He had done it twice before, and wanted to know WHY the memory still burned in his mind deeper than he thought it should? Was there some part of him that actually LIKED sucked T'Challa's dick? Indeed he was a strong virile black man. A King. A superhero. An Avenger! Was bishop simply in awe of T'Challa's power and status? Or was there something far more foreboding to why he sucked the older man's dick...?
Bishop was bought out of his daydream when T'Challa's hand moved from caressing his sucking jawline, to resting atop his head, helping him bob deeper. MORE dick began to pass through Bishop's oval lips as T'Challa started to thrust into him. Capt [done with ball duty] licked along the side shaft of the exposed prick, his slithering wet tongue occasionally licked over Bishop's sucking lips as he bobbed his head. When Bishop came up off the big black dick, Capt swooped in like a bird of prey and swallowed it whole [to the root]. Bishop watched T'Challa's eyes roll over white when he felt the white hero's throat sliding down over his shaft, taking him deep. When Capt came back up off dick, Bishop resumed sucked, taking as much as he could [about 3 inches] between his oval lip and suctioning. Capt watched closely as Bishop ate T'Challa, waiting for an interval when he could swoop back in and lay it down right. The next time Bishop came up off T'Challa's solid wooden piece, Capt sucked it up and swallowed it down like a hungry anaconda. Holding onto T'Challa's bare thighs, he pounded his face back and forth in the African's groin, throat fucking his own gullet as he relaxed his throat muscled and pounded his nose into the black man's bush.
Bishop hugged Capt from behind, so turned on by the white man's hunger. He kissed his back, neck, and shoulders, reaching up to cup his neck, feeling T'Challa's cock lump sliding through the straining gullet.
When Capt pulled off to take a breather [Panther's dick dripping excess spit], Bishop leaned in and took over, stoking the hard shaft with his milking fist while sucking lavishly on the head.
"Oh yeahhhh..." moaned T'Challa, his dick hardening harder in Bishop's palms as he tasted the pearly dew drops from the dick tip. Capt leaned forward between T'Challa's spread legs, resting his face against The Blackbird's carpet as Bishop fucked into him with harder strokes.
T'Challa held onto the top of Bishop's dreadlocks as he thrust into his mouth, making the 18 yr old X-Man suck him deeper. Capt could feel Bishop's dick starting to strain and thicken in his ass as they fucked, and knew it wouldn't be too much longer before his gut was flooded with another load.
Bishop pounded Capt's warm sucking anus with deep hard strokes, all the while sucking and milking T'Challa's erection with his mouth and hand. He wasn't sure WHO would cum first, until he felt that unmistakable twinge in his nards. Pulling off T'Challa's pulsing dick, Bishop grabbed two hefty handfuls of Capt's waist and hammered him for the next 60 seconds until he flooded his butt passage with cum...
"UUURRRRHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGG...!!!" he screamed as he came, exploding like a volcano as white lava erupted from his flaring dick and emptied out into Capt's innards.
"SHIT!" shouted Bishop, shaking off the heavy climax before yanking out of Capt's cunt [semen oozed from the well fucked anus like a the drippings from an overflowed shake].
T'Challa wasted no time pulled Capt up off the floor, and tossing him back into one of the reclining passenger seats. Lifting his legs, he doubled Capt in half [on his back], lifting his legs to expose his asshole. Capt clutched onto the backs of his knees, holding himself up in missionary position as T'Challa aimed his mighty 10 dick at his twice fucked hole and rammed in.
"ARRHHH...!" screamed Capt, feeling completely speared on the end of an African totem pole. T'Challa knew Capt's pussy was well lubed with 2 load, and knew he'd be able to take [and enjoy] a rough fucking. He forced Capt's knees down against the star-spangled hero's chest, then started fucking him like a convict. Capt's eyes bulged outward [glossed over lustily] as his pussy was taken and dominated. T'Challa spread his legs side, exposing more of his ass] so he could watch his dark black dick disappear up the white backside.
"Take that fat cock, Captain...!" moaned the hot African, pounding roughly from the start, too turned on with all the sex to be gentle.
"Give it to me, Panther...!" begged Capt, his own cock laying hard over his scrunched abs. "Fuck me! Give me that big black cock!"
T'Challa reached down and locked his hands behind Capt's neck [bending him even more], hammering HARD into his ass like a power jack. Capt's eyes rolled back into their sockets as his toes curled in his red boots. He could feel the deep rooted stabbing in his stomach and bowels every time Panther pounded hard, forcing his anus to open and accept him rather it wanted to or not. Capt loved being at another man's sexual mercy, feeling his strength matched against HIS as they held him down and fucked him like a bitch in heat, forcing him to take their dick and cum as they drove their stiff manhood into his body over and over.
"Oh shit..., oh god..., I'm going to cum..." warned Capt, his eyes popping open in a panic.
Unable to grasp his spurting dick in time, Capt was forced to shoot his load all over his open mouth and face. The cum spurt out of his pulsing dick like a water gun, shooting load after load as he gasped from breath and blinked his eyes, hoping no cum would get inside.
All the while he was coming, Panther was steady fucking, beating his ass like Mike Tyson in the Ring. He watched Capt paint his own face with his own load, then shoved all the way up inside him and unloaded his own cargo in his back door...
"AAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGG...!!" growled T'Challa [like an animal], releasing a King's treasure inside Capt's trove. Capt could feel the big dick pulsing and throbbing inside him as it pumped him full, leaving his innards sopping with seed...
"Shall we join the others now...?" asked T'Challa, looking down at his messy friends for a laugh...
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BACK AT THE DOME
"Are you NUTS...?" asked Forge, aggressively. "Did you SEE what that Field did to our equipment...?! There's no telling what it would do to YOU...!"
"I am open to better suggestions, if there are any?" questioned Vision, emotionless.
"Professor-X..." called Beast, missing the odd look from beneath Ironman's metal mask. "...can you PROBE the inside of that Sphere...? See what thought patterns you pick up, IF any...?"
"I'll TRY, Hank..." said Mountjoy/Xavier, touching his fingertips to his temples before closing his eyes to concentrate...
"Professor-X...?" questioned Ironman, curiously. "As in Professor XAVIER...? But...I thought he died...?"
"He DID..., --TECHNICALLY..." admitted Beast, making a face... "...but he came back in the unconscious body of Mountjoy..." he added, confusingly. "You see..., The White Queen erased Mountjoy's total memory, reducing him to mental infancy after he was found responsible for absorbing her body and stealing her identity...! A bit harsh, I agree, but you know women! Anyway sometime later Professor-X lay dying a slow agonizing death at the hands of Sentinel's creator Larry Trask...! Seeing no way out of it in time, Xavier transferred HIS brain patterns into Mountjoy's, taking over and possessing his body! Now I know what you're thinking! You're wondering if it's at all ethical to steal the body of a comatose patient...? Does BOTH men minds now occupy the same body? Well that's a question WE asked as well...! Of course there was also the threat that Mountjoy, --a psionic vampire for all pretense and purposes, could be PRETENDING to be Xavier while all the while weaseling his way into our hearts and school, leaving us ALL in danger! But I've run every test I can think of: psychological..., physical..., memory..."
"I'm not getting anything, Hank...!" said the Professor, interrupting. "There seems to be some kind of..., psychic BLOCKAGE keeping me from reading anything inside...!"
"I could end this query quickly with just a peek." said Vision, phasing his arm through the Field.
"Vision..." called Ms Marvel..., "...be careful..."
"Always." Responded Vision, phasing his entire body through the barrier.
Everyone waited with bated breathes for several minutes [hoping all was well], when the Vision suddenly returned with energy erupting from his open eyes, mouth, and ears.
VISION...WHAT'S WRONG...?!"
"Everybody DOWN...he's gonna BLOW!!" yelled Beast.
The X-Men, Avengers, and surrounding military forces all hit the dirt for protection [all with the exception of Thor and Ironman, who stood their grounds], as the Vision went into overload and exploded...BOOM!!!
"THAT'S IT!" said Ironman, taking to the sky as he fired photon lasers into the Dome.
Thor twirled his enchanted Hammer around on its latch, then threw it directly into the Field. The Hammer bounced off, returning to the owner as Ms Marvel flew by, speeding into the Force Field with all the power her human/alien Kree body could muster...
"UGH...!" she grunted, bouncing off like a fly slamming into a glass window.
Quick Sliver took off running around the base of the Field, searching [in vain] for an entrance the others might have missed. Cannonball took to the air as well, following Ironman who decided to rocket into the Field as fast as he could, using his armor as a bullet. However [like Ms Marvel], he quickly learned the error of his ways when he bounced off like a nat on a windshield.
Cannonball saw Ironman's painful bounce, and wanted to change directions [but wasn't too good at quick direction changes once in Cannonball flight], and charged headlong into the Dome. Everyone expected him to bounce off like the others. However, Cannonball went right through...
"Did you see that...??!" asked Hawkeye, firing explosive arrows at the Dome. "He went straight through! He isn't by chance an intangible android like the Vision was, is he...?" he asked, unsure.
"No..." answered Beast, having a hunch as he walked up to the Sphere... "...he's a mutant!" he added, just before walking through.
"Holy shit!" said Wonder Man, trying to hold the barrier back with brute force, his feet digging in deep into the crumbling rock behind him...
"BEAST!" called Xavier.
Cyclops fired his red-eyed ruby laser at the Dome, but nothing happened until he walked up and easily passed though...
"SCOTT!" shouted Wolverine, chasing after him [he too disappearing inside]...
"WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON HERE, PROFESSOR...?" asked Iron, returning to the ground [after failing topside].
"It appears, Ironman..." said Mountjoy, watching Colossus, Thunderbird, Angel, and Calisto pass through... "...that only MUTANTS are invited to the party...!"
"WELL AIN'T THAT CONVENIENT...?" said Ironman suspiciously, just before Xavier/Mountjoy leaped through the air and disappeared through the Barrier.
"What's going on...?" asked Bishop, as he, prince Evan, Black Panther, and Captain America emerged from The Blackbird...
Ironman looked back at the four men coming back from nowhere, then rolled his eyes behind his mask...
"PERHAPS IF YOU WEREN'T ALL BUSY SATISFYING YOUR OWN PERSONAL NEEDS..., YOU'D HAVE LEARNED, --ALONG WITH THE REST OF US, THAT ONLY MUTANTS CAN PASS THROUGH THE BARRIER...! THE REST OF US ARE FUCKED!"
"Is that so...?" asked Bishop, donning his weapons before passing through the Field.
"Evan, don't...!" said T'Challa, pulling his son back...
"Father..., MOM'S in there...!" pleaded the teenager, needing to go.
T'Challa released his son's arm, knowing he had the right to choice his own destiny. Prince Evan ripped off his shirt, then flexed his new found boy muscles as an army of bone spike suddenly protruded from his shoulders, back, arms, and torso...
"Gross..." frowned Ms Marvel, as Spike ran through the Force Field to join the others.
The rest of the X-men [Gambit, Forge, Polaris, Banshee, and Northstar] followed as well.
"WELL GUYS, WHAT DO WE DO NOW...?" asked Ironman, "ANYONE GOT A DECK OF CARDS...?"
"I think I might be able to breech that barrier..." said Dr Strange, ascending from the air like a gazelle.
"PARDON MY FRENCH, DOC..., BUT WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU COME FROM...?!" asked Ironman.
"I was on sabbatical..." said Dr Strange, walking cautiously up to the Field... "...when I...felt this disturbance...!"
"We've already tried to get through..." said Hawkeye, jumping down from atop an abandoned tank. "...only MUTANTS can get by...!"
"Is that so...?" asked Strange, stepping back as he waved his hands in ancient Chinese fighting mode...
"WHAT'S HE GONNA DO, KARATE HIS WAY THROUGH...?" joked Ironman.
Just then a mystic force appeared about Dr Stranger's hands. He levitated a few feet off the ground, gathering power through chanting. After a few minutes of preparation, he aimed his hands out at the Force Field, and fired a concentrated beam of mystic energy into one spot.
At first it seemed as if the Field was absorbing the energy, but second later it began to rip a hole through the matter, growing larger and larger until it was big enough for a tank to pass through...
"YOU DID IT, DOC'...!" cheered Ironman. "REMIND ME NEVER TO MAKE FUN OF YOU AGAIN!"
"Quickly..." warned Strange, feeling the Barrier resisting... "...it won't stay open for long...!"
"ALRIGHT AVENGERS, YOU HEARD THE MAN...ASSEMBLE...!" called Ironman.
But before The Avengers could make a move towards the rift, something large started to emerge first...
"What's THAT...?" asked Ms Marvel, pointing at the 20 foot dark shadow passing though the Dome...
"It's the Anubis...!" yelled Dr Strange, cutting off the mystic energy [closing the portal]. "They've come to avenge the dead...!" he warned, as four giant Anubis statues came walking into the city of Giza, their weapons drawn to kill...
"I SURE AS HELL HOPE THE X-MEN AREN'T SOMEWHERE SIPPING CHAMPAGNE BY THE OCEANS' SANDS..." thought Ironman aloud, as a last thought...
--to be continued...
NEXT: THE AGE OF APOCALYPSE
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