Date: Fri, 03 Jun 2005 14:26:43 -0400
From: michael lemley <bmsdude2@hotmail.com>
Subject: generation x-3

Disclaimer- X-Men is a registered trademark of Marvel Entertainment Studios
and this is just a work of fiction and fantasy...if it is illegal for you
to view sexual or homosexual stuff go away.

Generation-X

By: Michael Johnson

THE XAVIER SCHOOL FOR GIFTED YOUNGSTERS

	Warren Worthington III was not aware why he was being summoned so
urgently by his mentor, Charles Xavier. It had been ten years since he had
roamed the school that had taught him self-control and self worth. Warren
gently tucked his wings behind him and continued to walk to Professor
Xavier's Office. When he reached the large Mahogany door that said
"Professor Charles F. Xavier, P. H. D" he stopped and took a deep
breath. He heard a voice in his head that said, <Come in, Warren,>.

	The door in front on Warren opened and he walked in. He immediately
noticed that there was teenager sitting in the chair in front of Xavier's
desk. He made a small gasp when he saw the pair of blue wings on the back
of this student. The boy made a polite smile and offered his hand to
shake. Warren smiled back and politely shook the boy's hand. He took a seat
in the chair beside the boy.

	"Chad, this is Warren Worthington III. Warren, this is Chad." The
Professor introduced the two men.

	"Is `Chad' short for anything?" Warren asked.

	"Actually, I really don't know. I have never known what my full
name is," Chad replied with downcast eyes.

	"Well, don't worry," Warren told his young friend, "I'll take you
under my wing, pardon the pun."

	Xavier looked at Warren and said, "I have arranged for you to stay
in the room that you had before. I trust you can find it."

	Warren nodded and left the office. The Professor then turned to
Chad and said, "Chad, I want you to come here."

	The puzzled teen complied. "Now, I want you to relax," The
professor said as he placed his hands on either side of Chad's head. Xavier
closed his eyes and Chad did the same.

THE VISION

	Xavier stood up. The only time he could stand on his own was when
he was "walking" through someone's thoughts and memories. Xavier saw a
young boy. He was being given to a man with strange tribal markings on his
face. There was a flash of light. Xavier then saw the same boy, but he was
a few years older, he guessed around six or seven. He was being contained
in a small cage. He had no clothes and was bloody and in serious pain.

	Flashes of light came and went. Xavier saw horrific scenes where
Mezmero used abuse and rape to diminish this young man's self esteem. One
flash that would be forever etched in Xavier's mind was when Mezmero
discovered Chad tasting a sample of his own semen, which was a perfectly
natural thing to do at the age he was in the vision. Mezmero grabbed him by
the dick and pulled him over to a chair that had straps. He telekinetically
fastened the straps around Chad's arms, legs and neck. Mezmero and Chad
were both as naked as the day they were born.

	Mezmero held his cock in his right hand and placed the head on
Chad's lips. "Suck it!" he growled, "You wanted cum so bad, now suck my
dick."  Chad fearfully wrapped his lips around Mezmero's shaft Mezmero
began fucking Chad's head. "From now on, the only semen that will touch
your tongue will come from this dick. Do you understand?"

	Chad tried to say yes, buy as soon as he opened his mouth; Mezmero
forced more of his member into Chad's mouth. The boy had no will to fight
back. Mezmero was enjoying the torture he was inflicting on Chad. He was
moaning and when it was time for him to cum, he shoved his member all the
way into his slave's mouth, causing the boy to gag. Mezmero pulled out and
continued to squirt cum all over Chad. Mezmero's huge load thickly covered
Chad's entire face and most of his chest. "Lick it all up." Mezmero
ordered. "From now on, this is how you will be fed."

	Xavier heard a scream of pain. He could not tell if it was physical
or emotional, but he knew it was Chad's. He left Chad's mind and began to
shake. He saw Chad crying. He tried to console him by placing his hand on
Chad's shoulder. "I am very sorry, I didn't know that-,"

	Chad cut him off before he could finish his sentence, "You never
should have done it in the first place." Chad got up in a hurry. His wings
flexed knocking stuff of Xavier's desk.

	When Chad left the room, Xavier burst into tears.

THE DORMITORY

	Chad was still crying when he got to his dormitory. His wing was
sore from where it hit Xavier's desk. He opened his door and walked in. His
bed was un-maid and there were some clothes on the floor. He lay down and
buried his face in his pillow.

	Jean was walking down the hall. She had a feeling that something
was wrong. She knocked on Chad's door. She heard a muffled "Come in" and
opened the door. She saw Chad laying on his bed crying into his pillow.

	"What's wrong, sweetie?" She asked him in a soothing motherly
voice.

	"Professor X did this weird thing where he put his hands on either
side of my head. He brought back memories of Mezmero. Bad ones. Memories
where he raped me and when he took me from my parents..." Chad's voice
trialed off.

	"Chad, what Professor Xavier did was read your mind. He wouldn't
have done it if he thought it would have hurt you like this. Xavier is like
a father to me and he is a very compassionate man. I promise you, Xavier
was trying to help." Jean said looking deeply into Chad's ocean-blue eyes.

	"But for a few minutes, I was back in hell. When he was reading my
mind, I felt everything," Chad held Jean tightly against him. "I never want
to return to Mezmero ever again. Promise me that I don't have to."

	Tears filled Jean's eyes. "I promise," she whispered.

THE TOUR

	Chad woke up to a knock on his door. Since he slept nude, he made
sure he was covered, "Who is it?" he mumbled.

	"Scott," answered a man's voice. "Get showered and dressed; I am
going to take you on a tour of the school. I will be back here in about ten
minutes, is that enough time?"

	"Yes," Chad called back. He uncovered his naked body and walked to
the shower. He stepped in and turned on the water. It was the perfect
temperature. He kept a clean wash cloth in the shower at all times, so he
grabbed it and the bar of Ivory soap that was on the shelf beside it. He
washed up and then toweled off. He beat his wings a few times to air-fluff
them dry; then commenced with getting dressed.

	When he opened his door, a tall man with brown hair was waiting for
him in the hall. He wore ruby red sunglasses and a blue tee-shirt. He had
on a pair of Levi jeans and some regular tennis shoes. "I don't think we
have formally introduced ourselves. I'm Scott Summers, your English and
social studies teacher, and hopefully, your future friend." Scott held out
his hand.

	Chad shook it, smiling at his introduction. Chad admired Scott's
body. It was muscular and sleek. His arms were thick and his butt was
nice. Chad stayed a few steps behind Scott so he could admire his tour
guide's rear. He thought Warren was cute, but he and Warren had only been
around each other for a few minutes.  Chad didn't know what was happening,
but he got a strange feeling in the pit of is stomach.

	Scott brought led Chad to the kitchen. Scott made some
peanut-butter toast and the two of them ate in silence for a few
minutes. Scott finally spoke, "If you don't mind me asking; what was it
like for you on the island?"

	"It was hell," Chad said before changing the subject. "What are all
the X's that I see around here for?"

	"They stand for X-Men," Scott replied.

	"What's that?" Chad asked.

	Scott quickly changed the subject. "So, how do you like it here?"

	Chad eyed him suspiciously. "It's okay, I guess."

	They finished eating and Scott showed him where he would be
attending his classes, here the student lounge was, and where he could find
any of the teachers if he needed. Scott led him to an elevator. He pressed
down and then hit several numbers. The elevator began moving down.

Chad began to sweat. He couldn't breath. He felt light-headed. He put his
hand to his head and collapsed.


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