Date: Sat, 02 Jul 2005 15:59:42 +0300
From: Dimitris Nikolopoulos <mitsaso_x@hotmail.com>
Subject: Slutty X-Men: Chapter 6

Disclaimer: This story contains GAY SEX. I don't want to cram my point in
your mouths, but all the sex in this story is GAY SEX! If you are straight
and GAY SEX isn't your thing, then maybe you shouldn't be in this GAY SITE
which contains TONS OF GAY SEX in the first place! And if you think that
this GAY DISCLAIMER is a little over the top for you, then read my normal
disclaimers in the previous chapters! Because this one repeats the words GAY
SEX lots and lots of times in it, so many times that it gets quite
annoying.... :P
The X-Men, Movieverse or Comicverse, all belong to Marvel, Stan Lee and Fox
(but in their versions there is no GAY SEX involved, of course!)

This is not necessarily a "sex in every chapter" story, because I'm more
interested in developing the plot and the characters than cramming it full
with sex scenes. BUT, it is a story named "Slutty X-Men", so there's no need
to worry that the characters will be behaving like nuns. It's not a "sex in
every chapter" story, but it can be a "sex in every OTHER chapter" story. :P

Any comments, criticism and suggestions about new subplots and characters
are absolutely welcomed! Just e-mail me at: Mitsaso_X@hotmail.com or
Mitsaso@gmail.com
You can also tell me what you didn't like in my story and would prefer to
change. Also, tell me if there is some certain X-Man that you would like to
see participating in horny situations, I'm always open to suggestions!

Notes: The song used and modified in this chapter is Marilyn Monroe's
legendary "My Heart Belongs To Daddy"...!

P.S: I'm sorry for taking so long to update, but I had been busy with my
exams and the theatrical play I was participating these last days! I've also
been through some of the happiest days of my life, and as you should know a
happy man always makes for a bad and uninspired writer!!! :-P
Well, I'm back to being a little miserable now, so I was able to write this
new chapter! Hope you enjoy! :-)

SLUTTY X-MEN
Chapter 6: My Heart Belongs To...Bobby!

After a really exhausting make out session that took all afternoon, I ended
up relaxing with Bobby on the TV room's couch, watching an old movie with
Marilyn Monroe and Yves Modane...

I can't say I had really talked with Bobby after the second that he leaned
to kiss me for the first time. The hours after that kiss were a continuous
series of kisses, hickeys, tongue-sucking, lip-biting, body fondling, and
general displays of inappropriate behavior for the kind of well-behaving,
non-provoking students that Bobby and I (well, just Bobby!) were supposed to
be! When we ended up making out on the TV Room's couch, all the other
students that were around soon left the room in panic and scattered in all
the corners of the Institute, making sure that the news about the brand new
gay couple in the school would be spread around.

Marylin Monroe was having one of her most memorable music moments on screen
at the moment, and as Bobby kept watching, I imagined myself being in the
shoes of Marylin and doing the same number, only changing the lyrics in
something more matching for a young homosexual man that had just witnessed
his lasting crush on the Iceman being finally (and unexpectedly!)
reciprocated...

In my imagination, I was the one that was spinning around on a big pole,
clad in some skimpy retro clothes and being raised in the air by the
well-muscled arms of my dancers...!

"While hanging out, late night at town,
I may flirt with boys as a hobby
But when I do, I don't follow through
Cause my heart belongs to Bobby!

When the morning comes, and my window panes
Look out at the poolboy's fine body
I just adore, to watch him some more
But... my heart belongs to Bobby!

Yes, my heart belongs to Bobby!
So I simply can't be had
Yes, my heart belongs to Bobby!
Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba  Real Baaaad!

So I want to warn you cutie
Though your ass looks inviting like hell
That my heart belongs to Bobby
Cause my Bobby, he treats it so weeeeeeeell!"

Bobby averted his eyes from the screen and let his baby blues meet with
mine, waking me up from my musical daydreaming. I responded by looking at
him as adorably as I could (believe me, it wasn't a hard thing to do!)

I contemplated if my feelings right now could be true enough to last for a
very long time...was I in love with Bobby? Was he just a childish crush to
me, and all that I was feeling at the moment was just pure, simple
excitement because my crush turned out to also have feelings for me? Did it
even matter if this was going to last forever? We were young, the whole
point was to have fun and rejoice the feelings we had for one another,
whatever they turned out to be.

But the real question was...what was the deal with Bobby? He looked
perfectly straight the other day, when he still was with his girlfriend, and
right now he was inches away from sucking my face again...
Was there any chance that the mysterious figure behind all the gay fucking
incidents was also responsible for Bobby's sudden gayness?
But no. The unknown figure was the cause for seemingly straight mutants to
start fucking each other, and there was no sex involved in the deal with me
and Bobby yet. Unless, of course, Bobby was the phantom lover that popped my
cherry the other night. He must have been the one. My mysterious lover
invaded my room and bed the very same night that Rogue broke up with Bobby,
practically pushing him to pursue a relationship with someone he could
actually touch...and have sex with. It must have been Bobby then! He
probably woke up earlier than me in the morning and went off to bring me
breakfast in bed or something, but when he came back I had already woken up
and left the room, searching for the man who took my anal virginity without
knowing that he was looking for me at the same time too! He kept looking for
me but I never stayed in one place, so he finally bumped onto me right after
I sucked Peter's cock and sampled his thick Russian cum.

What a fool I had been! There was no reason to even try asking Bobby if he
was my phantom lover!

"A penny for your thoughts, babe." He whispered to me as he closed in. And
now what? I couldn't repeat to him the entire trail of thoughts that was
taking over my mind the previous few seconds...!

"I love you", I said instead, looking at him through hazy eyes. Hey, it was
the easy way out! And it could be true as well!

"Oh really?" He smiled, before leaning to kiss me again. We curled our arms
around each other and suddenly Bobby tackled me down, covered my lips with
his, thrust his tongue into my mouth  and pressed his entire body on top of
mine.

I could feel Bobby's erection pressing against my crotch, and that drove me
mad. I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled him closer in order to
devour his mouth, as he began bucking his hips against mine. Our cocks were
beginning to harden underneath our clothing, and we were soon about to do
something very naughty and inappropriate for such a public place as the TV
room.

*cough cough!* a manly yet unnerving voice thundered behind us.

We both shot up from our almost pornographic stance and we settled ot a
sitting position. Bobby even snatched a magazine from a nearby stool and
pretended that he was reading it, although the magazine was named "Modern
Bride and the Perfect Wedding" and he held it upside-down.

I slowly turned my head around and saw that Wolverine was standing behind
us, his hands on his hips, but yet he was trying to act cool and even amused
at the sight of two boys (with one of them having a girlfriend until the
very previous day) making out in the most public point of the mansion, where
everyone was able to attend the sight.

"You boys ain't exactly the epitome of discreetness, are ya?" he said in a
tone that stood somewhere between teasing and scolding. "Do you intend to
take this to a more secluded place or you want me to charge tickets for
whoever walks into this room from now on?"

"I don't know what you're talking about" I fluttered my eyes and smiled
sheepishly.

"Look, it's okay for two boys to kiss in public, it's even okay for them to
smooch and make out in public, but you guys were ready to take this to
another level. This is not the right place for this, not to mention that a
Golden Girls marathon is on in any minute now and I....uuuh, someone might
want to watch it! Your sexing session surely makes it hard for the average
watcher to focus on the show when you're around, you know."

"Yeah, I know" I responded cheekily. " At least you were discreet enough to
do the deed behind the unlocked doors of that office, right Mr.Logan?" I
added, winking at him threateningly.

"Huh? What deed? What office?" Bobby turned around to face me, obviously
oblivious to the gay fucking incidents that were happening on the mansion
these days.

"Never mind." Wolverine interrupted. "And what do *you* think you're doing,
anyway?" he turned his attention to Bobby. "I thought you were straight. Do
you have any idea of what Rogue will think once the word that you were
making out with a guy - a *friend* of hers, nonetheless- gets to her?" He
said.

A violent mental image of a demented Rogue, holding a big motherfucking
chainsaw and chasing the little man-slut that stole her man around the
mansion popped up into my mind, but I pushed it away instantly, reminding to
myself that she was the one who broke up with Bobby in the first place and
allowed this to happen. If my relationship with Bobby turned out to be a
lasting one, I imagined that  Rogue and me would spend our afternoons
sipping coffee and discussing the main weaknesses and little idiosyncrasies
of her ex and my current boyfriend.

"What made you think that I was straight, Mr. Logan?" Bobby asked.

"Well the last time I checked out you had a girlfriend. A girlfriend who is
like a daughter to me and finding out that you deliberately hurt her would
make me very, *very* angry." he responded, his voice dragging down the last
few words, making his whole sentence a very strong warning. It seemed the
perfect time for me to jump back into the chit-chat.

"Well Mr.Summers used to have a girlfiend too, but he didn't look *that*
straight the last time I saw him taking it up the ass" I chimed in, adopting
a fake, angelic expression on my face.

"Up the ass!?!" Bobby mouthed, astounded at what he just heard.
"Mr.Summers!?!? By whom?"

"I'm not sure..." I lied, looking at Logan provocatively, daring him to
interfere again. "It was very dark, and I couldn't see clearly who the
fucker was..." I could be such a manipulative prick sometimes...but I
certainly loved it!

"You know what?" Logan said, exasperating. "I think I'm gonna use the TV in
Nightcrawler's room instead of this one. Just promise me that you'll behave
yourselves as long as you're in a public place...okay?"

"Okey dokey" I said with my happy-go-lucky voice. "We're gonna be as
innocent as two cute fluffy bunnies." I added.

"But...bunnies are always horny and can't keep themselves off each other!"
Bobby realised as soon as Logan had walked out the door.

"Exactly" I confirmed as I tackled him on the couch and leaned in to kiss
him.

As our tongues wrestled, I felt another presence in the room with us. What
the Hell, was this frickin' mansion full of voyeurs or something?

I stood on a sitting position and saw that filthy slut, Zazelle, sitting on
a dark corner at the other side of the room, trying to be silent.

"Well, hello there!" I said sarcastically, as she abruptly stood up and her
huge fake boobs bounced up and down like volleyballs. She was wearing
another skanky X-uniform, with another double X bra thingy supporting her
huge boobs, but this time it was of a leather black colour and her
high-heeled thigh-level boots looked wilder than ever!

"Hello boys...I hope I'm not bothering you much, but there's nothing that
turns me on more than watching two queer guys getting it on together! Gotta
love me some boy-on-boy action!" she said, totally shameless of her antics.

"Well, you ARE bothering us, now that you mentioned it. Who said that we
*like* to have somebody watching us make out? Maybe we don't feel like being
a show for everyone to watch." I said with all the spite I could summon.

"You don't want others to watch...? Then why are you guys doing it in the
most public and busy room in the mansion?" she responded with a question.

"Good point." Bobby whispered in my ear, a little ashamed that a little
dirty slut provided a good argument against us.

Before Zazelle could tease us about how she outsmarted us (and I doubt that
I could really live with that!), Lola entered the room and provided a very
nice distraction, changing automatically the subject...

"Darlings! Here you are! Word got to me that you finally realised that you
were made for each other!" She mouthed as she walked in and approached us,
and then she proceeded to congratulate us by kissing me and Bobby on the
cheeks.

Suddenly, she realised that another woman was with us in the room. She
locked eyes with Zazelle and from the sudden silence you could tell that it
was instant hate for the two of them!

"Nice to meet you. I'm Zazelle, the sexiest woman in this mansion." she
introduced herself, taking the most commanding posture she could assume and
extending a hand casually.

Lola just scoffed. "The pleasure's ALL mine", she said as she shook hands
with her new enemy, making sure to tone every single word in her phrase, as
if she was telling a joke. "It's nice to see that I'm not the only girl with
fake boobs in this place." she added, making Zazelle wince and break her
grip on Lola's hand.

They locked eyes again and from the silent tension you could tell that they
were trying to mentally squash each other brains through their ears,
although none of them had mental powers (now that I think about it, we still
didn't know what Zazelle's mutant powers was...bah, it probably was
something like crashing the enemy's heads with her huge plastic boobs.)

"So, Lola, the sun has almost set...shouldn't the guys be back from their
pic nic trip yet?" I tried to change the subject.

"Oh yeah, they just got home, and you should expect them to walk through
this door any second now...that's why I came here, to make sure that they
wouldn't walk in any inaproppriate activity between two very specific boys
that have just become an item." she explained, then resumed to her eye
wrestling with the slutty bimbo that stood a few feet away from her.

"Then I guess I should be going. If your friend Gerry walks in here there
will be a very uncomfortable silence between us and I don't want to spoil
your and your new boyfriend's mood. Queer boys are so cute when they're all
horny!!" Zazelle said as she assumed a sexy pose and walked out of the room
in a catwalk manner.

"You and Gerry? Uncomfortable silence? Why? What happened last night between
you guys? Hey, come back here you little ho'! I'm talking to you!" I
screamed at Zazelle as she hastily left the room. I was dying to know how
things went between her and Gerry when I left them alone together the other
night, and since Gerry wasn't around for me to ask, that dirty slutbag was
the next best thing. So, it appeared that that night didn't go well for the
two of them... I wondered if sweet little Gerry was too anxious and didn't
manage to get it up for her...or maybe he came too fast and she didn't enjoy
it...or maybe...ohhhh the possibilities! My gossip-ey little mind would have
blown up from the desperation to find out what happened, if Monique, Frank
and Gerry hadn't walked in right then and there.

"Hello babies!!" Lola welcomed them, grabbing each of them from the
shoulders and giving them air kisses right above their cheeks. "Did you guys
have fun baby-sitting the younger residents of this school?"

"I strongly believe that King Herrod was a very misunderstood person."
Monique groaned before she walked zombie-style towards the closest sofa and
slumped on it with the force of a brick hitting the water. She hugged a big
pillow, stuffed it under her head and drifter off to Dreamland...

Frank followed her in an equally sleepy manner and sat on the other side of
the sofa, grabbing Monique's feet and putting them on his lap as he leaned
against the arm of the sofa and tried to get some rest. "My powers tell me
that...kids under a certain age...are so hyperenergetic because they...
posess the uncanny and mystical ability of sucking the energy of the people
around them and using it for their own purposes...zzzzzzz...."

All three of us (Bobby, Lola and me) stared at the remaining pic nicker,
Gerry.

"You don't look as tired as the others, sweetie" Lola commented to him.

"Well eeeeeeeer, I only got to look after one kid...while Monique and Frank
got to take care of the other thirty-six children." he grinned.

"Well I wouldn't blame you" I said, " you must have been too beat to chase
after a bunch of kiddies after what happened last night, right?" I winked at
him. This was the perfect chance to fish out information about what happened
with Zazelle the other night.

"Huh? What do you mean? Ooooooh!" He finally said as his eyes lighted up.
"You mean...*last night*?" He said cheekily as he winked back at me. His
eyes had a very mischevious glimpse, so I guess maybe Zazelle was bluffing
when she hinted that something went wrong with the two of them last night.
That made me feel happy for Gerry, but more than a little gutted too because
something new came up in my mind...if Gerry and Zazelle had hit it off good
the night before, then that probably meant that I was slowly losing my
adorable buddy to a dirty man-eating slut...

"Yeah," I finally said with a grin, shaking off my negative feelings, "It
turns out that last night proved to be benevolent for the both of us."

"You bet it did!" Gerry flashed me a painfully cute smile. "Wait a
minute...what does 'benevolent' mean?" he asked me as his face darkened with
confusion.

Bobby and Lola started snickering behind me as I tried to explain. "I mean
that since last night things went very well for the both of us. You hooked
up with Zazelle" -while saying that I tried to supress my disgust- "and I
finally found love in Bobby! We're officially a couple now!" I said
sheepishly as I grabbed Bobby's hand and brought him a step forward.

Gerry didn't respond, he just stood there with a blank face.

Maybe he was trying to even out an unknown word or two from my last
sentence, or maybe the news that I hooked up with my neverending - and
seemingly straight- crush I was telling him about all the time those last
weeks needed a couple of minutes from him to sink in.

He frowned a little, then he flashed me a smile of approvance. "I guess it
was about time...I'm very happy for the two of you!" He said as he patted
Bobby's shoulder.

"Well it was fun listening to all of you without saying anything myself all
this time, but I guess it's about time that I steal the limelight from you
guys again!" Lola interrupted. "My favourite gay bar in town is having this
singing contest ina few weeks!"

"Really?!?" I turned to face her in astonishment. Singing was my secret
passion, but ever since I realised I was a mutant I set aside all thoughts
about a singing career. Plus, ever since I set foot in this mansion I never
had the chance to practice anyway. I mean, there was a karaoke machine in
the mansion somewhere, but Storm had confiscated it after the Professor
gotten drunk one night and tried to perform Madonna's "Justify My Love"
while doing a strip-tease on his wheelchair. The karaoke machine was lying
somewhere in the attic now, where only Storm used it every time she wanted
to cheer her plants up with a little singing.

Thinking about the Professor got me a little sad again. He was all alone
now, lying in the Infirmary in a coma. If we didn't find soon who put him in
that coma, he would never have the chance again to strip and sing while
imitating Madonna.

Now that I think about it, that wasn's so bad!

"Dave! Snap out of it!!" Lola screamed at me, trying not to sound like a
hysterical woman. "I was saying about the singing contest at 'Rectum', in a
few weeks."

"Yeah, please go on", I said, trying to hide my blush...sometimes my mind
drifted too faaaaaaaaar awaaaaaaaay.

"So the contest is men and drag only, no matter if they're gay, straight or
bi. No women allowed on stage. The winner gets a heft amount of cash and a
chance to participate in a breakthrough director's gay-themed musical film
that will begin production in a couple of months..."

"Holy macaroni!!" I yelled in excitement. "I wanna be in that contest!" I
said as I started hopping around in small circles like a happy puppy.

"Well, anyone can participate, no matter how experienced or talented he is.
The talented ones will be sorted out during the competition, no auditions
will be done to say who's good enough to participate. However, I'm sorry to
inform you of that, Davey dear, but you have no chance of winning." Lola
said in a nonchalant manner.

"And why is that?" I asked with suspicion in my voice. "Is Celine Dion going
to participate in the contest and therefore the rest of us mortals have no
chance of winning the contest?" I said ironically.

"No. *I'm* going to participate in the contest", Lola said as she stuck her
chin upwards in a royal manner.

"Ooooooh *that* explains everything!" I smirked sarcastically. "Her
Snotiness has already declared her participation in the contest, so the rest
of us telentless hicks can stand aside."

"Exactly" she confirmed, her chin still up. She was obviously joking, of
course. We all knew that Lola liked having competition, no matter that her
drag nature made her much better at any kind of show bussiness than the rest
of us combined.

"Well, I wish you good luck", I played along in our well-meant taunts,
"you're definately gonna need it, girl!"

"I'll be upstairs, in my room." Gerry said soullessly. He looked pretty beat
himself too, although he claimed that he was fresh compared to Frank and
Monique, who were already semi-snoring on the couch they shared.

"I think I'll go get some covers for the almost-lovebirds sleeping on that
couch", Lola announced as she escorted Gerry out of the room.

"Mmm, maybe we should take this somewhere more private too, don't you think,
Bobby?" I told my boyfriend as I licked my lips suggestively.

"Oh, shut up, you horny bastard!" Bobby lauged as he playfully pushed me
away. "I'm not putting up for you so easily, you know! You'll have to earn
that body!" he said, as he run his hands up his torso to tease me a little
more.

"Oh, you little cock-tease! You're all of the sudden a virginal maiden,
huh?" I replied, as I embraced him and placed both my hands on his ass,
dragging him closer to my body, almost grinding him against my conceiled
hard-on. "Then what was last night for?" I asked with perfect logic in my
voice.

"What last night?" He smirked.

"I know we didn't talk about this before, but it was you last night, right?
The one who entered my room in the middle of the night and took my anal
virginity? Don't tell me you don't remember either!" I reminded him.

He started laughing.

"Well, of course it was me! What do you think? You don't think you're hot
enough to have *two* people having the hots for you at the same night, now,
are you?" he teased, making me smile. "Who do you think you are, God's gift
to gay men?"

"Well...if you got down and dirty with me the night *before* we became a
couple, then why aren't you putting out now?" I asked, setting all jokes
aside.

"Last night was a free preview, a demo, if you can put it that way." Bobby
smirked evilly at me. "Now that you know what you can have, you'll try
harder to earn it" he added, as he slapped my hands away from his firm ass
cheeks.

"Sweet dreams, sweetie..." he smiled and winked at me as he seductively
walked out of the room, maiking sure that his ass looked as inviting as
humanly possible!

"Sweet dreams..." I whispered to myself. "And definately wet as well."



TO BE CONTINUED...
Coming Next: Danger Room Rumble! Who's gonna get it (up the ass)?

Ok guys, there something else I could use your opinion with; I'm seriously
thinking of having a silly (or more serious) musical scene in every chapter
or two. Nothing big, just a song in every couple of chapters that would
satisfy my hunger for having my characters dance and sing around for no
apparent reason...! The imaginary scene where Dave replaces Marylin Monroe
in his mind is a good example of what I'm thinking of...! Is it too weird or
would you prefer this story to be kept in a non-musical manner? :-P Am I a
freak for thinking of this? :-P E-mail me and tell me your opinion on this
(and on the story in general as well!)...each e-mail will count as a vote
for/against having a musical scene every now and then! Maybe I could even
write a musical sex scene, in which the characters will sing while they're
fucking!!! :-P If I see that the votes for and against the musical scenes
are pretty even, then I'll still write musical scenes in the story but I'll
make them pretty rare and write them only when they're really worth it, so
that nobody will be bothered by the presence of abscence of them!!!

I'm waiting for your feedback darlings!!! :-) Mitsaso@gmail.com is the
adress to go!!! :-)